Fake Slackers

Already in winter, the wet and cold air can't stop drilling into the sweater, even though it doesn't snow much in the winter of City A.

Xie Yu put down his pen and looked up at him in the coat he had just handed over. He smiled and said, "... are you asking so low? ”

After that, Xie Yu shouted “brother” without any burden, not waiting for He Dynasty to reply.

He was a little cold for two days, and the last time he played basketball, he was sweating and took off only the thin bottoming shirt inside, blowing half a class wind on the basketball court. Now speaking with a slightly mute ending and a slightly inadvertent diffusion.

He Dynasty was almost distracted by this understatement.

Then He Dynasty buried half his face in the palm of his hand, leaning against the back of the chair and sighing low: “Fuck, who punishes who? ”

It was not too early to look. Xie Yu raised his hand and pressed the temple, intending to get up and go back. He had not yet taken two steps. His wrist was grabbed firmly by the man behind him. Then he heard He Dynasty say: "Don't go. ”

He Dynasty repeats again: “Don't leave tonight. ”

Xie Yu stopped and let him grab it. He didn't make any money: “Tell Brother Song to let you go, which idiot said that. ”

He Dynasty said, "Yeah, which idiot. ”

“ …… ”

The lights went off in the bedroom building. Patrol master walked around downstairs with a flashlight, the flashlight broke through the night, the light from time to time passing through the window.

The single bed was too narrow. Xie Yu took off her sweater and lay down almost with He Chao.

Xie Yu moved his legs uncomfortably, across the fabric, affixed to the side of He Dynasty's leg. His ankle happened to touch him. He Dynasty “hissed” and whispered warning: “Don't move. ”

Xie Yu opened his eyes and looked over at him.

The two occasionally spend the night in each other's bedroom.

When the lights went out, he either said he was going to walk for half a day and didn't move, or he was going to walk.

Although the second junior high school was very responsive to the public opinion on accommodation, and wanted to submit an application in the bedroom, the application could be processed in less than three days, but Xie Yu and He Chao were not in the same situation.

Before that, they were worried about the pile of extracurricular tutorials and real questions in their bedroom. The mind said that if they moved in together, wouldn't they be able to sneak up in the middle of the night and do the questions? I don't have to worry about this now, and I've moved on to the idea of changing bedrooms.

However, when the mad dog received the application, he got angry with the first two and knocked on the desk and shouted, "You two, what do you want to do? Are you going to play the game every day until midnight? I've seen too much of your tricks, I'll tell you. ”

He Dynasty tried to justify himself: “In fact, we intend to study...”

The mad dog threw the application directly into the trash can: "Don't fart, don't think about it, it's not negotiable. Hurry back to class. ”

The effect of forcibly squeezing into a single bed was that Xie Yu woke up the next day all sore, and was woken up by the broadcast of a mad dog. He was not bored, and almost didn't kick He Dynasty out of bed.

Too many homework, the school door just opened for a short while, Wanda had arrived in the classroom, eating breakfast and communicating with each other.

Wanda copied the work in half, acutely heard someone push the door in, looked up, first relieved, then his eyes couldn't stop, his mouth biting the small half-cutting strip said: “Good morning Brother Yu... what's wrong with you, back pain? “

Xie Yu was in a bad mood and also dizzy. He went straight backwards: “No. ”

“Hey, don't turn around," Wanda lowered her head again and found that Liu Jinhao's math workbook had been turned over by Rowen Qiang, "I haven't finished copying yet, you wait. ”

The two of them copied each other safely for a while, Wanda copied seriously, and did not lift their heads during breakfast, relying entirely on touch. Half a dozen, Rowen Qiang finally couldn't bear to say, "Will you stop eating my bun? ”

Wanda swallowed the last breath in her mouth: “I always said something was wrong. I obviously didn't buy beef filling...”

He Chao brought a cup of water and picked up the water at the back. He couldn't bear laughing out loud when he heard this conversation.

Smiling and remembering a strange scene in gym class earlier, he asked, "What were you doing around two female classmates last time? ”

Wanda's chewing motion paused.

Rowen forcibly copied it in half, stopped and looked at Wanda for two seconds: “…”

Their classes are famous for the whole school. No matter how the PR explains it, the last time they stopped two girls outside the basketball court, the school poster was on the first floor the same day: the third class said they were good brothers with integrity, so they asked who believed it.

Nearly all of the comments: Here's the story of Silverless Three Hundreds?

- I don't believe it.

- Who believes who's stupid.

There are too many posts, and their three accounts alone will not return any replies.

He Dynasty didn't take it seriously, so he asked randomly. I didn't expect the two people to react badly. After he took the hot water, he stuffed the cup into Xie Yu's hand and said, “Look at your face. What's going on? ”

Luo Wenqiang was so nervous he couldn't even speak straight: “No, no, no, no! ”

Anyway, in Liu Jinhao's absence, Wandaring moved and pushed the mess directly to the class leader: “Yes... yes, didn't Rat attend the student council before, the student council has something to look for him. ”

Rowen relieved, sneaking a thumbs up on Wanda: “Wow. ”

Sounds reasonable, He Dynasty did not ask again.

However, Xie Yu was holding the hot water that He Zhao plugged in. His hand was already half-sized in the sleeve. The half section exposed was slightly red and frozen. He touched the cup wall and asked him: “Why are you giving me this?" ”

“Can you snack,” he sighed, "I don't know if I have a cold? Try taking off your jacket next time you play ball. ”

Xie Yu was really uncomfortable for two days, and he didn't care. He thought it was just a normal cold and a minor illness. After being said by He Dynasty, he stunned with hot water for a while.

In Zhou Dalei's eyes, Xie Yu is a man who has a fever and can fight with him with a stick.

Recalling that the lady told him to take fever medicine and lie down for a while, Zhou Dalei came knocking on the door, not knowing what was going on: “Go fight? The little bastard on the next street..."

When he finished, Zhou Dalei was quite happy to say, "Go and have a drink at my stall." Xie Yu threw a wooden stick. When he refused, his voice was mute. Zhou Dalei only noticed that something was wrong. He touched his forehead again and it was hot.

It's not a big deal.

But it was this little detail that I didn't even notice, and I found that someone took it seriously.

Your hands are a little warm.

Xie Yu himself didn't realize that as the temperature slowly rose, the already irritable mood was gradually suppressed.

Half of the people in the classroom have already come, almost all copies of the homework, and can't bear to answer the right questions without copying the homework. When Xu Qingqing came to collect the test papers, He Dynasty had just begun to make up for his homework.

“Brother Chao, you didn't write,” Xu Qingqing saw strangely. He stood beside him with a stack of exams and said, "Everyone handed in a set of exams, you handed in half a set. You might as well not hand it in like Brother Yu... you can fill it out, none of it above, what answer do you choose? ”

He Chao pressed it under his arm. It was a half set of end-of-period simulation rolls that fell out of the table belly after a long time. Even if the entire reading was printed on the other half of the missing papers, it would not affect his answers in any way.

He Dynasty said: "The question is based on the feeling. It just feels right. ”

Xu Qingqing: “... I only feel that you are finished, the English teacher will not let you go. ”

The end of the period was finally reached with a series of simulation volumes from each discipline.

At the entrance of the Second Central Gate, there was a variety of banners floating down the street. The Yuan Building took advantage of the final exam, and launched another "20% discount on the whole field” event.

--Welcome to the end of the period, warmly celebrate the second high school entrance exam, 20% off the entire field during the exam!

“ …… ”

“Sooner or later, I'm going to blow up the Yuan Tower. Their house is outrageous. ”

“Although the exam is painful, you can enjoy a happy holiday after the exam," Liu Jinhao commanded everyone to move tables and chairs and said, “Is it easier to think about this? ”

Xie Yu had to put the table and chair in the left row. She had just dragged the chair a few steps away and saw a girl moving hard in the front.

Her table was filled with books and materials, pushed too hard, slowed down and blocked the person to move behind.

He Dynasty prepared a water pen, sat in the first group, pinched the pen between his fingers, and saw his little friend help move the table and chair from the top to the back.

Though it still looks like that on the surface, the weather is already cold and he feels the surrounding temperature drop a few degrees again.

The girl in the same class doubted whether Xie Yu looked uncomfortable watching her move too slowly.

“Here?” Xie Yu stopped and asked.

“Yes, yes, thank you. ”

He Zhao looked at him and didn't hold the corner of his mouth up a little bit.

Xie Yu sat down before realizing that this man was staring at him, staring at him. Forget it. I don't know what he was laughing at. He shouted at the Chapel in isolation: Are you fucking sick?

The final exam lasted three days in total.

The atmosphere is tense in every exam room, except the last one.

Still the old faces in the club, cheating test scores are useless, still beaten back by a mad dog stick. They all look like tall people from around the world, have great psychological qualities and laugh.

There are also people who are more concerned about grades. Before the supervisor comes, he stood up and mobilized: “Can you pass a good year and watch this exam? ”

“Everyone in this room, although we are the last 30 graders, we cannot give up hope. Together, we will have one question, as long as we bring our wisdom together and pass it on to every corner of the classroom...”

These cheats are described as candidates who convey wisdom, and that's what happens when they pass along. Even if the little note flies all over the test floor, everyone's strength is actually no different.

Xie Yu looked at the responses of He Dynasty and took a few exams. He Dynasty did pull the scores of various disciplines up a little quietly.