Xie Yu was awakened by a loud electric current.
At six o'clock in the morning, Mad Dog had already started shouting in cadence on the radio: "Morning is the time when we have the most energy, we must not be lazy, all cheer me up for a new day and a new challenge."
"Students, I believe you are ready!"
Before the mad dog could finish the two sentences, the corridor was already lively: "Prepare for shit!"
"This is killing the flowers of the motherland!"
"Don't stop me, buddy, I'm going to climb up and cut the wires. I must dismantle this broken radio today. Without it, I can't live without it."
Hearing this, he closed his eyes and slowed down for a while, wanting to get the alarm clock on the bedside to check the time, although after getting it, most of the time he smashed the alarm clock out with his backhand.
However, he moved his fingers, only to feel pain all over his body.
Xie Yu half-opened his eyes, and what he saw was He Chao's profile. It was a bit reluctant to squeeze two people into the single bed, so he could only sleep on his side in order to make more room.
The man didn't wake up, but was disturbed to sleep uneasy, and the hand on his waist tightened unconsciously.
Xie Yu's gaze moved down from his face, and touched the few red marks on He Chao's neck that were not very obvious, and the memories of last night were only returning to the cage.
…
That's what he caught.
Xie Yu buried his head in the pillow and closed his eyes again. The scenes from last night were replaying in his mind like a movie replay.
He actually has no idea about who goes up and who goes down. He has a cold temper. If it wasn't for He Chao, if it wasn't for this person, he might not even have such an idea.
In addition, he drank a lot last night, and although his mind was clear, he was still out of control and was pushed by He Zhao.
When Mad Dog started talking about the second topic, He Chao finally woke up, scratched his hair, and asked in a low voice, "Morning, what time is it?"
Xie Yu wanted to say "Don't make a noise, see for yourself", but his throat was dry, but what he said was too hoarse.
He slowed down, and finally said nothing, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepping on the ground with bare feet. The moment he stepped on the ground, he gasped.
He Chao also knew that he was a bit ruthless last night, but Xie Yu just started to be hard on the bed and kept provoking him: "Can you do it?"
When he really hit hard and couldn't stand it anymore, his whole body was tense, forbearing and reluctantly begging for mercy.
Thinking of this, He Chao sat up and asked, "It still hurts?"
Xie Yu was a little annoyed.
He bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground one by one. The headache from the hangover and the discomfort all over him swept over him: "What do you say."
He Chao: "Then next time I..."
"no more chance."
Xie Yu opened the door and said, "The technology is too poor."
Neither of them had much experience, and He Chao's movements were reckless and jerky, neither light nor heavy, so he couldn't talk about any technique.
But it's more of a psychological pleasure than a physical one.
This person is mine.
nothing left.
Everywhere on the body.
Xie Yu originally planned to go to the classroom to read in the morning, but he overestimated his physical fitness.
I slept until noon, and woke up at lunch break.
When He Zhao pushed the door and came in with his meal, he was still nestled in the quilt.
"Get up and eat something before going to sleep," He Zhao put the lunch box in his hand on the table, walked to the bed again, and rubbed his exposed hair twice, "Be obedient."
What responded to him was the pillow that Xie Yu smashed on him with his backhand.
"… "
After Xie Yu finished throwing it, he sat up, the quilt slipped to his waist, the clothes he was wearing were a little messy, and the neckline was crooked.
He Zhao glanced at it, but did not dare to look again.
Xie Yu got out of bed, bent down and took two changes of clothes from the closet.
He Chao leaned against Duwei's door, listening to the sound of running water coming from inside, and said one after another, "I was late for several people in the morning. Old Tang took them up the corridor and asked them one by one. These bastards are better than each other. will make excuses…”
Several people were late in the morning. Last night, several boarding students who were drinking wine and talking about life on the rooftop almost couldn't get out of bed. Six or seven people stood in a row at the door of the classroom.
Although Old Tang has a good temper, it is the first time I have seen this kind of operation of being late for a company: "What's the matter with you, what did you do last night?"
Ding Lianghua hesitated for a long time before saying, "...I'm sorry teacher, I overslept."
Old Tang asked from the head of the row to the end of the row, asking them one by one.
I have to find an excuse, and this excuse can't be serious. The further back they ask, the more they test their imaginations.
In the end, they could find out the excuse that their pants suddenly broke halfway through the walk.
"Teacher, when I walked downstairs in the teaching building, I suddenly heard a sound of fabric tearing from my lower body... At that moment, I felt that my time was stagnant, and my world changed from color to black and white."
He Chao learned a lot.
Xie Yu pressed the rain shower switch and casually complained, "Is his brain broken?"
The sound of running water in the bathroom gradually disappeared.
"How do you feel," He Chao said again, "... Otherwise, don't go in the afternoon, you sleep a little longer, and I'll ask Old Tang for leave."
Although he was still uncomfortable, it wasn't to the extent that He Chao was worried.
Xie Yu put on his clothes, opened the door and said, "I'm not disabled."
"Am I really bad at skills?" He Chao took two steps to the side, still caring about the topic in the morning, "Don't you sound pretty cool."
"… "
Xie Yu wanted to say that it was fucking painful.
After dinner, it was about the same time. When Xie Yu and He Chao returned to the classroom, Wanda happened to be walking outside and bumped into each other.
"Brother Yu, you're finally here? You shouldn't have bought wine. I almost didn't get up in the morning, thanks to my roommate who kicked me out of bed..."
After Wanda finished speaking, he always felt that something was not right, and after looking at it a few more times, he could vaguely see a little red mark on Xie Yu's neck, near the collar.
Xie Yu's complexion was originally white, but when he got closer, he could see light blue blood vessels dormant under his skin.
That little bit of red looked particularly conspicuous.
"By the way," Wanda slapped his forehead and remembered something when Xie Yu walked over, "Old Tang came over just now and asked you to go to his office to find him."
Since this semester, Xie Yu has rarely skipped classes, and has never fought and made trouble again, so he has a lot more peace of mind than before.
Teachers of various subjects often talk about these two "man of the year".
"That He Dynasty, you did well in the final exam last semester," a female teacher said after finishing her homework, putting the back of her chair down, planning to lie down and take a nap, "Old Wu teaches well, Forty-nine points is not bad, I remember he used to take ten and twenty points in the test..."
During the lunch break, there were no students in the teacher's office, and several teachers said a few words to each other.
Old Tang didn't participate in the discussion and was busy sorting out the things at hand. He didn't raise his head until Xie Yu knocked on the door and came in, "Here you come? Sit down."
Xie Yu thought that Lao Tang was probably talking to him about skipping classes in the morning, and was about to say 'pay attention next time' when he saw Lao Tang pushed the thick stack of documents in his hand towards him.
On the top A4 piece of paper is marked: Test Site Induction and Summary.
They are all very basic things, starting from the knowledge points of junior high school. The first line is "Expression of Argumentative Papers", and the key points are marked in red font.
Xie Yu was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say for a while.
"These are things that I took time to organize during the holidays, and they are not perfect. You can go back and read them with He Chao, or make a copy."
Lao Tang unscrewed the cap of the kettle and poured out the wolfberry tea: "The problem you have now is that you don't usually memorize these things. You need to read more and memorize more of these things. When you are doing the questions, you will know which direction to answer..."
It is said to be 'taking the time to sort out', but it takes a lot of time to see this stack of information.
Then Lao Tang said again, "With your current grades, the college entrance examination is still a bit dangerous."
Xie Yu had no idea what he was talking about: "..."
"It doesn't matter, but you still have to try to do the homework that the teacher left behind," Lao Tang sighed and continued, "And don't always read comic books in class."
During the school year, although Xie Yu did not continue to pretend to be a poor student, he still gave the impression that he was not serious and his future was bleak.
The teaching difficulty of No. 2 Middle School is not enough. The homework usually assigned is too simple. He Chao and He Chao do not write much. You can know the answer just by looking at it. There is no need to write. Instead of spending your mind on these questions, it is better to do more difficult problems.
The same is true in class. I only look up and listen for a while when I hear something interesting, and I spend the rest of the time looking at the set of competition questions I bought.
This semester has only been half a month since the beginning of the school year, and he hadn't taken the exam yet. For the first time, Xie Yu realized how heavy the burden of "study scum" was on his body, and he couldn't shake it off.
Xie Yu opened his mouth, wanting to say that I am not the teacher, I am not.
"By the way, and this." Lao Tang took two sips of tea, put down the water glass, and took out a file bag from the drawer.
In the file bag were the previous exam papers of him and He Chao.
He Chao and He Chao never made corrections, but now each wrong question was marked with a red pen by Old Tang, and the correct answer was not marked.
Xie Yu was completely speechless.
He only felt that the burden of learning scum was so heavy that it could directly kill him.
Xie Yu had never met a teacher like Lao Tang.
When he was in Heishui Street before, because of his outstanding achievements, the class teacher often asked him to participate in some competitions, and there was no other intersection. After I came to No. 2 Middle School, the teachers of all subjects just wanted to be at peace with each other and not cause trouble.
Looking at this document, Xie Yu finally understood what He Chao said 'I'm afraid to scare them' - this third class head teacher really regarded him and He Chao as students who needed help.
There are also academic committees who usually worry about their academic performance.
He Chao had improved by more than ten points at the end of the period, and the third class was happier than they had achieved good grades in the class.
…
The information in his hand suddenly became heavier and heavier.
Old Tang saw that it was almost time, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go back to work."
When Xie Yu returned to class with the stack of materials, there was a commotion in the classroom of Class 3. The school was probably going to organize some sports activities. Luo Wenqiang held up the list and shouted, "—Is there anyone else, who wants to participate?"
He Zhao sat in the back and made a fool of himself, and when he saw him coming, he stopped talking.
Xie Yu threw the documents directly on the table, and He Chao reached out and turned two pages: "What the hell did Old Tang say to you, what the hell is this?"
"Information," Xie Yu said, sighed secretly again, hesitated for a while and asked, "You... Where's the plan? I'll take a look."
"what?"
Xie Yu said: "Steady improvement."
Luo Wenqiang also asked on stage if anyone would like to participate.
Someone just came back from outside and heard this and asked, "What activity?"
Luo Wenqiang said: "Basketball game! Are you excited? Do you feel the man's blood is burning?"
"Didn't you say cancel?"
"I heard from Wanda that the mad dog applied with the above several times, and finally got the application..."
Last year, the basketball game almost got into a fight. Mad Dog criticized him in front of the whole school for this. He scolded him very hard.
However, it was also a mad dog who pleaded with the school leaders in private and asked for the basketball game back.
When the bell rang for class, they were reluctant to give up the topic of basketball. When Old Wu entered the door, he scolded a few words: "What about your meeting, did you hear the bell?"
In the first class in the afternoon, Lao Wu talked about a few new knowledge points, and asked them to do a few training questions in class to consolidate and consolidate them.
When there was only stationery left in the classroom, the correction tape made a slight noise when it hit the table, and a few students whispered to each other about the question.
Xie Yu was holding the pen. On the table was the competition book that all the teachers mistook for a "comic".
A little hopeless inside.
He Chao lay on the table, not falling asleep. He reached out and pulled out the pen in Xie Yu's hand little by little: "What do you think?"
Xie Yu's palm was suddenly empty. He closed the competition exercises, thinking what else could he think, the burden of learning scum was too heavy.
"I'm thinking about leaving a way out for others."