Bian Jinyuan looked at the paper with English words written on his hand, and then looked at Lu Yunfei, who looked uncomfortable.
Lu Yunfei met his eyes and said with a guilty conscience, "What, it's the first day of vacation."
"On the first day of the holiday, you spelled 8 of the 50 words you've memorized wrongly, and not one of the new words?"
"It's not that the previous ones didn't have time to consolidate last night, and the new ones haven't been recited yet."
Bian Jinyuan looked at him helplessly, and Lu Yunfei looked back at him pitifully.
Bian Mo Lu tears.
Bian Jinyuan picked up the black gel pen in his hand, ready to make corrections for him.
However, before his pen landed on the paper, Lu Yunfei grabbed his hand with lightning speed.
"Leave someone under the pen." Lu Yunfei shouted.
Bian Jinyuan looked up at him.
While smiling, Lu Yunfei slowly took away the paper under his pen with the other hand.
Bian Jinyuan watched him hide the paper behind him, and said helplessly, "You can let go now."
Lu Yunfei quickly let go of his hand and smiled at him to please him.
There was no way, Lu Yunfei, who had scored full marks in dictation several times in a row, was too vain to accept this doomed to fail grade.
"Don't make corrections this time, wait for the next time, and make corrections next time."
"Who said that, you must have a correct attitude when writing in dictation, is that you? Classmate Lu?"
"Yes, dictation requires a correct attitude, so the pen for correcting dictation should be a red pen. Look at your black gel pen, it's too rude."
Bian Jinyuan looked at him, calmly opened the cashier drawer, lowered his head and looked for it, then took out a red gel pen and turned it in front of him.
Lu Yunfei looked at the red gel pen that suddenly appeared between his fingers in disbelief, and his eyes widened with fright. Why does a cake shop have a red gel pen? This unscientific! ! !
Lu Yunfei watched Bian Jinyuan turn the pen faster and faster, and finally slapped it on the table with a "pop". He only thought that this was a pen. kind of.
Bian Jinyuan didn't speak, as if he wanted to see how he was arguing.
Lu Yunfei pretended to be calm and said, "I'll recite it when I get home. Really, next time you test me, I'll definitely meet in full, and forget it this time."
Bian Jinyuan was very skeptical of the words "surely the plenum".
Lu Yunfei assured him, "Really, don't carry me and give you a red envelope."
When he said this, he realized that he didn't seem to have Bian Jinyuan's WeChat.
"Come on, Teacher Bian, let's add a WeChat. If I don't memorize it, one word will be 100, and I will give you a red envelope."
Bian Jinyuan heard the words and felt that his student beliefs were still quite firm, but his self-control was really poor.
He took out his mobile phone and asked Lu Yunfei to scan his QR code, "You don't need to send me a red envelope. If you don't memorize it, you'll be on leave. Copy a word a hundred times. It's better to read it a thousand times with your hands. A hundred times is enough for you to remember."
Lu Yunfei felt that this was too cruel, and with a flick of his hand, he added Bian Jinyuan's WeChat.
Bian Jinyuan's WeChat name is very simple, just one word for "Bian".
Compared with him, Lu Yunfei's name is much more fancy, called Luschenowski.
Bian Jinyuan raised his eyes to look at him silently, and Lu Yunfei said proudly, "Doesn't it look tall and tall, suitable for adding a prefix, the great sociologist Luschenowski once said—"
Bian Jinyuan looked at him silently, obviously not feeling that way.
Lu Yunfei shook his head and criticized, "You have no sense of humor."
"Then I hope that Lu's memorization level of words can be as strong as Lu's sense of humor."
Lu Yunfei: "...Actually, a sense of humor is not a necessity, either."
After Lu Yunfei finished speaking, he nodded as if to confirm.
Bian Jinyuan felt that he must play the top well at the same table.
Lu Yunfei and Bian Jinyuan chatted a few more times, and when someone came in to buy a cake, they took their appalling test paper and left with Wen Mingyi.
Wen Mingyi didn't plan to go home yet, so he pulled Lu Yunfei to the nearby video game city to play electric games for a while.
"Aren't you going home on Eleven?" Lu Yunfei asked him.
Wen Mingyi answered him while pressing the button, "There is no one at home, so it makes no difference whether or not to return."
"Go to your brother's house?"
"I'm an only child, thank you."
"Okay, let me put it another way, go to the brother's house where your childhood sweetheart watched you grow up like your true guardian, okay?"
Wen Mingyi turned his head and glared at him, "As far as you know, play the game well."
"What the hell are you making a fuss about, it's been a year, and the rebellious period hasn't passed yet?"
Wen Mingyi put his hand away, "Can you still play games happily?"
"Can you do it." Lu Yunfei said helplessly, "You can be stubborn. When your brother really ignores you one day, you should cry."
"I think too much." Wen Mingyi said stubbornly, "Then I should open champagne to celebrate."
Lu Yunfei couldn't do anything about him. He just thought that Wen Mingyi's rebellious period was so long. The others had been for a few months. When they came to him, they still haven't gotten better after a year, which is worrying.
He played two games with Wen Mingyi, ate dinner together, and then went home.
On the 11th holiday, Lu Yunfei also gave his English tutor a holiday. He looked at the time, and seeing that there was plenty of time, he took out his English book and began to recite the words assigned by the teacher before the holiday.
Lu Yunfei finished reciting the words before nine o'clock, wrote them by dictation, and went to bed after confirming that he was correct.
Sure enough, when he opened his eyes, it was Bian Jinyuan's house again. But this time there is no Bian Jinyuan or Bian Jinyuan's aunt at home, only Shuangshuang and another little boy who looks older than him.
The little boy was about eight or nine years old and looked a little fat. He was wearing black long sleeves and jeans, and a pair of white Adidas sneakers on his feet.
Shuangshuang sat not far from him, watching the animation on TV, laughing.
Lu Yunfei was just glad that he didn't have to tell stories today, when he heard the little boy and Shuangshuang say, "I don't want to watch this, you give me the remote control."
Shuangshuang turned to look at him, and the little boy stretched out his hand towards him confidently, "Come on, I'm your brother, you have to listen to me."
Shuangshuang had to get off the sofa and handed over the remote control.
The little boy took the remote control and started to change the channel. Finally, he stopped at a channel that was broadcasting a costume idol drama and started watching.
Shuangshuang didn't like watching this kind of TV series very much, so he took out his storybook and read it.
The little boy looked at it for a while, and seemed to be hungry. He dug out a KFC bag from his schoolbag. He opened the bag, took out a hamburger, and called both of them.
Both looked up at him, and the little boy raised the hamburger in his hand and asked him, "Want to eat it?"
It's been a long time since Shuangshuang ate a hamburger last time, so long that he can't remember the taste of the hamburger, so he nodded honestly, "Think."
The little boy smiled and greeted him.
Both of them walked over happily. The little boy opened the wrapper of the hamburger, let him smell it, and asked him, "Is it fragrant?"
Both still nodded.
The little boy took a bite.
Shuangshuang watched him eat and wanted to eat, and asked him, "Brother, can I have a bite?"
The little boy took the hamburger to the other side and said to him, "That's not good. My mother bought it for me. If you want to eat it, ask your mother to buy it for you."
Both of them pursed their lips and said nothing.
The little boy looked at him and sneered, "Yes, your mother has no money, my mother said that your family has nothing now, and you can't afford anything."
Hearing his laugh, Lu Yunfei became angry. They were also all little fat people. The little fat people in his class were quite cute. How could this little fat person be so bearable!
Lu Yunfei looked at Shuangshuang, for fear that he would be uncomfortable, but fortunately, Shuangshuang didn't react much, just pouted, walked back to the place where he just sat, and continued to read the storybook.
When the little boy saw him gone, he called him again, "Come here, come here."
Can't you go by yourself? How can you be so comfortable in someone else's house? Lu Yunfei was very dissatisfied with the little boy in front of him.