Before Meng Guowei entered the class, Shen Wenhao, the representative of the Chinese class, led everyone to read ancient poems: "Students, turn the textbook to page 35, and let us read this poem aloud with affection."
Shen Wenhao is really a genius. It is said that he also has a hobby of writing novels. In his first week on the job, he set up a reading corner in the corner of the class.
Meng Guowei entered the class two minutes late. After entering the class, he continued his speech in the morning, urging his classmates every three or five times: "Don't talk about the monthly exam, soon you will find that the college entrance examination is not as far away as you think, it is close at hand, and then think about it later. It's too late to get angry and try to be strong-"
Shen Wenhao made a great poem below and took a sentence: "Between the world in life, if the gap between the white horses is just a sudden."
Hou Jun applauded: "Yes, Wenhao, this poem is wonderfully written!"
Shen Wenhao: "... I didn't write this."
"Don't be poor for the two of you," Meng Guowei handed the approved practice papers to Shen Wenhao: "Send this to everyone. In this class, let's comment on the papers from the previous class."
The test paper handed out is the practice paper written in yesterday's class.
After Xu Sheng wrote the papers in the last class, he and Shao Zhan exchanged and handed them in.
Xu Sheng was not worried about what would go wrong with this paper. He was boredly flipping through the after-school readings in the Chinese textbook, picking out the narrative reading sample as a "story meeting", and did not notice that Meng Guowei had handed over the paper and still had it in his hand. Buckle two.
Until the next moment, Meng Guowei said, "Shao Zhan, Xu Sheng, you two stand up."
Xu Sheng just started work not long ago. He was busy changing dormitories at noon and didn't even bother to take a nap. He was a little stunned for a while. He glanced at Shao Zhan subconsciously, and before standing up slowly, he asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?"
"I don't know," Shao Zhan said, "what are you doing?"
Xu Sheng recalled carefully, thinking that he should write this paper to be foolproof: "I didn't do anything, did I write the wrong name?"
The small details of writing the name are really not impressive. The idea that he is Shao Zhan is deeply ingrained, and he may have written Shao Zhan's name in the name column by mistake.
Xu Sheng added: "It should be impossible."
Fortunately, Xu Sheng did not make such a small mistake. Meng Guowei walked to the back row with the papers of the two of them, and first patted Xu Sheng on the shoulder like a spring breeze: "Shao Zhan, you wrote very well in the test paper this time. Well, especially the last question, you are the only one in the class who wrote it correctly, so I would like to commend it."
It turned out to be to praise outstanding students.
Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
However, in the next second, Meng Guowei turned to Shao Zhan, and his tone also changed, he hated iron for being incompetent: "Xu Sheng, talk about you, sitting next to Shao Zhan all day, did not play a positive role for you. "
Shao Zhan: "..."
Meng Guowei was furious and took the test paper: "Look at what you wrote on this question. This question is the easiest question to give points. The whole class has written it correctly, and you are the only one who made a mistake!"
Meng Guowei's most angry thing is not the question of sending points: "You still know Hamlet, so I'll ask you, what do you think."
What Hamlet.
Shakespeare did not appear in this test paper from beginning to end, where did Hamlet come from
Shao Zhan didn't pay attention to what Xu Sheng wrote while lying on the desk in the last language class, squinting and turning his pen while writing the inscription.
It was not until the test paper was photographed on the table by Meng Guowei that Shao Zhan lowered his eyes and hurriedly scanned it, and saw an answer sheet that had a very innovative idea of solving the problem, and basically every question did not take the usual path.
Q: Understand the meaning of the underlined sentences in the text.
Answer: There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.
Meng Guowei shifted his focus for two seconds and muttered: "...but your words are more correct than before." After Meng Guowei finished speaking, he became serious again, and said, "It doesn't matter, come, talk to me about your thoughts. In the process, let you answer the meaning of the underlined sentence, what did you write? We have to have a good chat, I don't even know what you think."
"—People take exams to get points, you want to piss off the graders, right?"
Shao Zhan fell silent for the words "Hamlet" for a moment: "..."
Shao Zhan, who was forced to take the blame, and Meng Guowei's brain circuit at this moment, couldn't help but have the same question in his mind: what did Xu Sheng think.
Xu Sheng didn't dare to see the expression on Shao Zhan's face now, he sat down after being praised by Meng Guowei.
This is the first time he has received such an enthusiastic praise from Meng Guowei, and he feels strangely uncomfortable.
It's just a little cold in the back.
"What did you write?" Hou Jun was curious, and poked his head in their direction across the two groups. "If anyone sees it, please share."
Xu Sheng turned back curiously at the front desk, glanced furtively, and then the god-like answer passed from the first group to the fourth group.
Hou Jun praised: "talent."
"Hamlet," Tan Kai also expressed his sincere admiration, "I am convinced."
Meng Guowei meant that he would not take the class without hearing the explanation of "Xu Sheng". He was very firm and very persistent: "Tell me, but tell me."
Shao Zhan's hair was a little messy under the hat just now. He stretched out his hand out of Meng Guowei's sight and pinched Xu Sheng's neck to vent his anger. He seemed to say silently, "Wait for me after class."
Xu Sheng suddenly felt colder.
Then Shao Zhan withdrew his hand, and then according to Xu Sheng's answer, he substituted Xu Sheng's language level, read Hamlet a second time, and said, "I think this sentence, everyone can understand different meanings."
Meng Guowei: "So you answer like this? There is only one standard answer in the test!"
Shao Zhan found that his idea of grasping Xu Sheng was getting more and more accurate. At this time, Xu Sheng's voice seemed to answer for him. He said, "The standard answer is death, but people are alive."
"… "
No one in the class has ever seen such a shocking answer, which refreshed their cognition for many years in school.
Hou Jun: "Cow criticism!"
Tan Kai: "The thieves are criticized!"
The result of such an answer is that "Xu Sheng" not only stood up in the image of the classmates, but also stood up for a whole class. Meng Guowei left a sentence "You stand and listen to this class" before he began to talk about the test paper: "Let's look at the first question..."
When Meng Guowei turned around, Shao Zhan's face was cold enough to freeze: "What do you think about that question?"
Xu Sheng was lying on the table and smirked, but he didn't dare to laugh too much, so he held back for a while before saying, "Actually, your analysis is inseparable, but the most important reason is that I don't know how to write."
If you don't understand it, you can't understand it.
Shao Zhan's understanding of the creature like scum went further.
In the next lesson of English, the English teacher also passed by Class 7 before the class bell rang. He held a water glass and said at the door: "The monthly exam will be taken soon. When we learn new lessons in the future, don't forget to review the previous content."
Under the emphasis of the teachers of various subjects, the existence of the monthly test was gradually brushed up. Grades are the best tool to test the learning effect. Not only Meng Guowei, but all teachers attach great importance to this test.
When Xu Sheng heard Meng Guowei mention it for the first time, he didn't have such a real feeling, and Quan Dang used it to tell them not to be too indulgent. Until the teachers of each subject really started to review the previous content: "Let's do some preparation for the monthly test, and I will summarize the knowledge points for you."
The matter of the monthly exam really broke into his and Shao Zhan's field of vision with an unstoppable attitude.
"I heard that our monthly exam is very strict this time," Hou Jun sighed while writing his homework before the class. "I heard it in Lao Meng's office. There are four teachers in one exam room. It doesn't change."
"I also heard that the difficulty is higher than those of the previous exams, and there are many comprehensive problems. This is a monthly exam. It's exactly like the midterm exam."
The pen in Xu Sheng's hand fell.
Shao Zhan put the wrong skill in the game in his hand, and was directly hacked to death by the opposite skill.
The two really never thought about being able to continue taking the monthly exam in this state. Every day before going to bed, they always think about five days, ten days, fifteen days... fifteen days at most, and they should be able to change it back after a while.
In the past two days on weekends, Xu Sheng opened his eyes and looked in the mirror as soon as he opened his eyes.
Unexpectedly, this is almost a month's test, and they haven't changed back!
Who would have thought of this.
Xu Sheng blankly imagined a test room with four invigilators. The Linjiang No. 6 Middle School exam was divided into test rooms according to scores. He sat in the first test room, the first row, with seat number one.
You also have to fill in Shao Zhan's name in the candidate's name column... Answering the question as a test god, Xu Sheng was scared into a cold sweat by his brain supplement.
Just imagining that scene made Xu Sheng go crazy.
Shao Zhan didn't get much better either. With Xu Sheng's Hamlet-style answering method, it was more difficult for him to take Xu Sheng's identity to the last exam room than for him to do a few more math Olympiad questions.
Xu Sheng felt that breathing suddenly became a little difficult. He raised his hand to unbutton a school uniform, revealing the juvenile's jagged collarbone.
"I heard that you were always number one before." Xu Sheng asked.
"I heard that you have always been the last one before." Shao Zhan said.
"… "
After these two sentences, there was endless silence.
Xu Sheng realized that he wanted to drop out of school before, but it was too early.
"You stand to the side."
"Fuck, it wasn't this position last time - you first faced the tree behind, yes, right, then right."
"You weren't in this position last time either."
"Where was I last time? Am I not here the fuckin."
"… "
It was already night, the sky was dark, the dry and hot summer wind was blowing through the shadows of the whirling trees, and the sound of cicadas spread out in the shadows, only the dim yellow street lamps shone a ray of light from not far away.
After all the time, the voice who spoke first said again, "Are you serious?"
Another whispered "fuck".
After Xu Sheng finished "fucking", one long leg was bent and the other was hanging lazily along the wall. He just sat on the edge of the wall and said, "Otherwise, is there any other way?"
Shao Zhan is standing under the wall. The position he is standing now is the position where Xu Sheng jumped off more than ten days ago and just hit him. This angle is impartial, just staggered from the two plane trees on the road behind.
He thought he was crazy too!
When Xu Shengdi suggested that he should go back and jump over the wall again, he did not directly refuse.
His remaining sanity disappeared under the attack of the word "monthly exam".
"This method of jumping again may indeed... It does seem like a fool, but do you want a more feasible solution than wall jumping? The last time you ran into me was probably around the time of school closing," Xu Sheng said that day because his phone was about to run out. The electricity, so I took a look at my phone before getting off the bus, "Today it happened that it took about ten minutes for Zhou to walk from the station, so we started jumping at twenty."
As Xu Sheng spoke, he took out his phone and propped himself against the wall with one hand. The time on the phone's screen was 8:14: "Wait another six minutes and I'll jump off."
Shao Zhan: "How do you know if it's you or me? Who is 'Xu Sheng' now?"
This is a good question.
Xu Sheng didn't think much of it when he proposed jumping over the wall, and subconsciously defaulted to being Xu Sheng, but now Xu Sheng's soul is with him, but his body is with Shao Zhan.
Who is he? !
Xu Sheng pondered for a while, and came up with a compromise solution: "If I don't respond after jumping off, I'll jump on you instead."
Shao Zhan: "..."
While speaking, the time on the phone screen gradually jumped from "8:14" to "8:19".
"Are you ready?" Xu Sheng asked.
"You jump." Shao Zhan said.
Shao Zhan looked calmer than him. He was wearing all black today, and as soon as he stood there, it was as if the scene was reversed. The boy's whole body blended in with the darkness, and only his coldness seemed to be able to pierce the night. , come out from the darkness.
But this calmness is only an appearance. Anyone standing here at this moment, facing a tablemate who is about to jump off the wall, can't calm down.
Xu Sheng took a deep breath, feeling like he was standing on the track, tense all over, waiting for the gunshot, he opened his hand and moved his wrist twice, Shao Zhan's body has something unique to young people With vigor and strength, he was not very worried about what would happen if he jumped off.
40 seconds.
41 seconds.
…
Xu Sheng counted in his heart, got up slightly, and put the phone back in his pocket. He still maintains the action of supporting the wall with one hand, but the leg that was originally bent has changed position, stepping on the edge of the wall to make a preparatory action—
58.
59.
Xu Sheng pinched, in addition to the numbers he was reciting silently, he could hear the increasingly violent heartbeat in his chest.
In the end, when the mobile phone that was still in his pocket flashed from "8:19" to "8:20", he simply let go of his hands, stored energy under his feet, and jumped directly from the wall. !
Shao Zhan used all his self-control to break free of the human instinct that he wanted to avoid, and stood there watching Xu Sheng lunging towards him at an astonishing speed.
The two fell to the ground together.
This time, there was no lightning and thunder, and no fainting, which was very in line with the damage caused by jumping from this not high wall. It was just that the elbows on the turf were a little sore.
Immediately afterwards, the two switched positions and jumped again, and it was the same ending.
The second time, Xu Sheng was lying on the turf, didn't get up for a while, looked up at the clear sky, and his mind was full of "how could this be".
Shao Zhan originally bumped into Xu Sheng, but he reacted quickly. After the two fell together, he put one hand next to Xu Sheng's waist, and his palm seemed to have the other's body temperature: "Are you alright."
"Fuck," Xu Sheng put his back on the stone and had no intention of paying attention to the small wound, "It's fine."
Xu Sheng sat up after a while, and his mentality really collapsed at this moment: "... Can't it be changed back?"
Shao Zhan calmed down after jumping off the wall: "Maybe there are other conditions to change it back."
As for what these other conditions are, it is impossible to continue to think about it later.
Xu Sheng: "This wall is not jumping in vain."
Shao Zhan: "Yes, I danced twice."
Xu Sheng: "…"
Wall jumping is such a stupid thing, if it really works, it's nothing, but nothing happens after the jump, which is very embarrassing.
Shao Zhan sighed: "Get up and go back to the bedroom."
Xu Sheng returned to the bedroom, took off his shirt, and looked in the mirror for a while after entering the bathroom.
Shao Zhan's face was still in the mirror.
Xu Sheng now thinks of the monthly exam when he sees Shao Zhan's face, and deeply feels that his world is... rapidly collapsing.
He came out of the shower, thinking that he hadn't started practicing today's copybook.
So Xu Sheng started to practice calligraphy with an indescribable mood after jumping over the wall.
During this period, Zhang Feng came to him twice.
Zhang Feng: Why are you walking so fast after school? Do you have other brothers outside
Going to jump off the wall.
Zhang Feng: Do you play games
Practice writing, don't play.
Zhang Feng: I see that you haven't found anyone to form a group for several days. What are you doing recently
I've been thinking about how to drop out of school every day.
Several messages from Zhang Feng made the screen light and dark, and when the screen was lit for the last time, the flashing contact was not Zhang Feng.
It's his classmate.
Xu Sheng put down his pen and retrieved his mobile phone. Shao Zhan only sent three short words: Open the door.
When Xu Sheng put down the pen and got up to open the door, Shao Zhan had been standing outside the door for a while. When the door was opened, Shao Zhan was fiddling with his mobile phone with his head down and one hand. He had just taken a shower, his wet hair was covering his forehead, and he was wearing dark blue sweatpants.
Xu Sheng wanted to say "Is something wrong?", but when the words came to his mouth, his eyes fell on the booklets in Shao Zhan's hands: "You..."
Of these booklets, one has the black title "Complete Solutions of High School Mathematics Textbooks" on the side, and the other two are "Conceptual English" and "Learn Physical Chemistry".
Xu Sheng's heart was alarmed.
Damn, how familiar this scene is!
That's how the few books Liu Qingchun got into his hands, the damage caused to him is still hard to eradicate.
Xu Sheng paused for a few seconds before finishing the second half of the sentence with difficulty: "You don't want me to start doing the questions today, right?"
Are you still human.
Shao Zhan had just put away his phone, and before he could speak, Xu Sheng slammed the door shut at an unexpectedly astonishing speed: "... Come out."
"Go away," Xu Sheng said from the door, "I won't do the question."
"… "
Xu Sheng leaned his back against the door panel, knowing that the door was locked and no one outside could get in, but he still resisted: "I'd rather kill myself."
The two of them carried out a long sawing across the door panel.
"I watched you write," Shao Zhan said, "if you can't ask me."
If this is to be replaced by anyone in the Sixth Middle School, he may faint when he hears this sentence.
As we all know, the god of learning rarely lectures people on topics, and no one dares to disturb him. The meaning of the word "Shao Zhan" has long been deified and out of reach.
But Xu Sheng didn't want to suffer this kind of torture at all: "With this kung fu research, how to cheat at that time, it's faster than teaching me to write questions here."
Shao Zhan: "The monthly test is not difficult."
Xu Sheng was able to say to Gu Yanwang not long ago, "I think the only difficulty is that it is too simple", but now he has to face his heart: "We may have different definitions of the word difficult."
There was a long silence outside the door.
Then, Shao Zhan's last sentence was: "I have the key."
"… "
The first thing Shao Zhan did after entering the door was not to throw the question book to him and ask him to do the question. He held a bottle of iodophor in the other hand, raised his chin slightly and said, "Take off your clothes."
Xu Sheng: "?"
Shao Zhan stretched his fingers to his elbow, and then to his back: "Do you think it's not hard enough?"
It was only then that Xu Sheng realized that the skin he had just touched was broken, and he didn't notice it himself.
This time, the same feeling on the back is much more obvious than the last time. It is estimated that it is bad luck, and the stone that I hit is sharper. He can wipe his elbows himself, but his back is really out of reach.
Xu Sheng pulled the hem of his T-shirt and lifted it up a little, revealing the young man's thin waist, back, and slightly protruding shoulder blades—finally, the dazzling tattoo on the shoulder blades.
It appeared on Shao Zhan's body, indescribably abrupt, but there seemed to be something else hidden in this abruptness.
Xu Sheng turned his head to the side, feeling that the two of them could be considered to be sharing weal and woe now, and that they still had fate, so he couldn't help but ask, "You...is this thing on your body used to cover up your scars?"
This is the first time that the tattoo has been mentioned clearly.
Xu Sheng: "Don't worry, I won't tell the teacher."
Shao Zhan's hands didn't stop, the wound was close to the wing, so his eyes just fell on the tattoo.
The feeling of being able to see this tattoo on the back from the perspective of a bystander is somewhat strange. In the past hundreds of days and nights, he could hardly feel its existence, or in other words, deliberately did not feel its existence.
Xu Sheng did not wait for a response.
Shao Zhan dipped the potion on a cotton swab, Xu Sheng turned his back to him, couldn't see the expression on his face, and finally heard the sentence: "Don't move."
There is still more than a week until the monthly exam.
Xu Sheng didn't worry too much about tattoos, and he didn't have the time to worry about it. After taking the medicine, he was stunned by the teaching materials thrown over.
Xu Sheng was sitting on the bed. His current position was right facing the side of the desk, and the side was about an arm's width of the desk. He bit his pen cap and was forced to open a page of "Complete Solutions to Mathematics Textbooks for Senior Two".
Shao Zhan sat across from him, writing the test paper in his bedroom, sitting in an unchanging posture, only occasionally pausing for a while while scanning the questions, and then hooking up the pen to perform calculations on the scratch paper, even so, he could be distracted and warned him: "Seriously. trial."
Xu Sheng wanted to search on his mobile phone now, the procedures for dropping out of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School, or transferring schools.
The only task for others to go to school is to study, but he has to think about how to live every day, which is too difficult to live.
Shao Zhan did not take these booklets at random. When Xu Sheng opened it, he saw a red pen mark. The red handwriting was drawn on a line of formulas, and a sharp word was written on the side. To the indifferent tone of the writer: back.
The scope of the monthly test is not large, so Shao Zhan outlined the key points and pressed a few compulsory questions.
If anyone from the seventh class is sitting here, looking at these key points and Shao Zhan's pressing questions, he must be clear at a glance, suddenly realized, and he feels like he can sprint forward to fifty places in this monthly test!
"You may not know me well yet." However, Xu Sheng was different from them. After a while, Xu Sheng took the high school second year question book, recognized the current situation, and asked with a sigh, "Are there any high school textbooks?"
Shao Zhan: "..."
Xu Sheng's perception of himself is very accurate: "I'll make up the foundation first."
Halfway through writing the answer Shao Zhan wrote, he forgot which one to drop. He thought that as long as he finished the key points and pushed the compulsory questions several times, there should be no problem.
He asked a question that even Meng Guowei wanted to know: "How did you take the high school entrance examination."
When it came to the high school entrance examination, Xu Sheng rarely did not reply, but was stunned.
Memories are pulled back a long way.
Xu Sheng pursed his lips, and the words on the sophomore exercise book in front of him gradually became blurred. Suddenly, he seemed to see that he was holding a familiar copy of "Sprinting for the High School Exam".
The stack of papers was almost torn by him. The test papers were densely packed with formula derivation and wrong-question calculations. However, after a flash, the hallucinatory words suddenly disappeared, and there was a slender hand in front of him.
Shao Zhan hooked a pen in his hand, tapped the tip of the pen on the top of the booklet he was holding, and said, "Bring it here."
"Nowhere."
I don't know if it was Xu Sheng's illusion, but the tone of the boy's voice was still the same, but it didn't sound so cold.
Xu Sheng pointed to the first key question.
In addition to the knowledge points learned in the second year of high school, this question indeed combines the formula theorems learned in the first year of high school, which is a comprehensive question type. Shao Zhan took out a piece of calculation paper from the side, folded it on the booklet, and wrote down the theorem: "I push it again, you look at it."
He said, drawing the axes on the paper.
"The mathematical definition of a function is to give a non-empty number set A," Shao Zhan wrote an A on the side of the coordinate axis, "Apply the corresponding rule f to A, and denote it as f(A)."
Shao Zhan starts from the basics.
Xu Sheng thought that Shao Zhan would talk about the topic like him, and he didn't care whether others could understand it or not. No matter how inhumane this picture looked, it didn't seem like a character that would give people a good talk about the topic.
However, unexpectedly, Shao Zhan's ideas on the topic were clear, without a single word of nonsense. He even stopped to ask him after finishing a key point: "Do you understand?"
Xu Sheng actually understood, but he really lacked enthusiasm for learning. Even if he listened to what Shao Zhan said, he was still in a state of no righteousness, and he did not lose anything that could temporarily break away from the learning state. Opportunity.
He rested his chin with one hand, and Shao Zhan's naturally oppressive iceberg face appeared a little scattered at the moment, Xu Sheng leaned over slightly, and asked in a long tone: "Teacher, if I don't understand, why don't you? Can you say it again?"
The teacher shouted inexplicably.
It is not accurate to say that Xu Sheng is a friend of women. As long as he is not serious, it is easy to give people a certain illusion. For example, at this moment, he looks like a bad student who is absent-minded and tries to tease his tutor.
"If you understand it, do it yourself."
Shao Zhan ignored him and said coldly, "Look at the question, don't look at me."
"You don't look at me," Xu Sheng said, hooking his pen, "how do you know I'm looking at you."
As long as he doesn't talk about his studies, Xu Sheng can come up with any nonsense.
"If you look so cold, your learning efficiency will be reduced... Do you have to take care of the students' mood?"
"Or let's talk about something else," Xu Sheng added, "there is no object, what about the person you like."
The sound of cicadas outside the window was getting weaker, and the lights were about to go out. The corridor of the bedroom was unusually quiet. Shao Zhan held the pen, and did not speak with a cold face. He looked up to see that he only met a pair of slightly smiling eyes.
Shao Zhan shook his head for a moment.
At this moment, the time just jumped to the ten o'clock lights out time, and the whole building suddenly fell into darkness.
Xu Shengxin said that the lights were turned off, and the tutoring time should be over. He felt the darkness and reached out to close the question book. However, the room was really dark after the lights were turned off, and he couldn’t get used to it for a while. He couldn’t see anything clearly in front of him. He grabbed Shao Zhan's hand.
Obviously it is his own hand, but it seems to have a completely different temperature from his.
Until it was dark, a low voice asked, "Have you touched enough?"
Xu Sheng blinked, then reacted, and retracted his hand like an electric shock.