Zhuang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he just said two words: It's over.
This set of papers is very difficult. The grades of the whole class are lower than usual. This question is even more difficult, and many people do not even do it. Under such circumstances, he was the only one with full marks in the class, like a dark horse that had run away.
However, the fact is that at this moment he has not even read the title.
"Teacher, it's up to you to speak." Zhuang Fan struggled, "I can't speak well..."
The teacher said: "Don't be embarrassed, come up and tell everyone about your problem-solving ideas." Then he looked at the other students, "There are two ways to solve this problem, Zhuang Fanxin's is different from what I was going to talk about, everyone. Listen carefully."
Zhuang Fanxin was desperate, so he had to walk from his seat to the podium.
The teacher smiled and said, "Why do you look so generous to die? Are you uncomfortable?"
Zhuang Fanxin explained: "I have a little fever." After explaining, he moved his lips while holding the paper, read the question dry once, took a breath and started to read the second time.
Some classmates were discussing in a low voice, probably feeling that Zhuang Fan was grumpy, and the teacher urged him. Zhuang Fan couldn't help, so he said bravely, "I'll tell you how to solve it." After reading the problem-solving steps, thank God Gu Zhuoyan wrote it clearly.
"Wait." The teacher interrupted him, "Don't just read the steps, talk about your ideas."
Afraid of what to do, Zhuang Fanxin was so embarrassed that he stuck on his head, pouted his lips and was about to cry: "Teacher, I can't remember now..."
I don't know which live Lei Feng said: "I'm confused."
The teacher patted Zhuang Fanxin on the back and said more understandingly: "It's okay to feel uncomfortable, go back to your seat and drink some water, and I'll tell you next time in class."
Zhuang Fan felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and hurried off the podium. He had made his legs weak and his spirit collapsed by himself, and he didn't know how to turn back to the table. For the second half of the class, he kept his head down deeply, his face was hot and his bowels were blue with regret.
Cangtian Mingjian, it was the first time he asked others to do his homework, and he came up with the idea because he was afraid that Gu Zhuoyan would not accept help. If I knew this earlier, why should it be in the first place.
When the get out of class bell rang, Zhuang Fanxin waited for the rest of the students to leave before moving to the nest. He still had two bottles of medicinal liquid to lose today, so he went directly to the clinic. At noon, there was only one patient, he was infused with fluid, and he was still sitting in the same position as yesterday.
The doctor on duty gave him a look: "Your face is so red, it's burning again?"
Zhuang Fan said in his heart, "It's hot." It was actually embarrassing. He stared at the ticking infusion tube, the classroom pictures lingering in his mind, replaying frame by frame, made him shiver with embarrassment.
Why did you call him up to speak? Why did the whole class do it right
Of course it wasn't him who did it right. Zhuang Fan thought about Gu Zhuoyan and felt that that person was very unreal, so he got a full score for what? He took out his mobile phone and edited, "The math paper you helped me with that time got full marks."
After a few minutes, Gu Zhuoyan replied, "Oh."
Oh? A word "Oh" reveals that the clouds are light and the wind is light, as if getting full marks is a very common thing. Zhuang Fan's heart was unbalanced, and he replied sourly: "Why do you have such a high score?"
Gu Zhuoyan: "Didn't you ask for it?"
Zhuang Fanxin recalled the conversation at that time, and it seemed that he really asked for it. At that time, how could he have thought that this person was so powerful? He regretted whether he should have been in the past, and he didn't have the face to question others, so he simply complained: "The teacher asked me to go up and talk about the problem, but I won't."
Gu Zhuoyan sighed, and it turned out that he was blaming him. He looked at the watch, it was time to finish the class, so he asked Zhuang Fan where his heart was.
"Infusion." Zhuang Fanxin replied, "What are you doing?"
Gu Zhuoyan got up and walked out, typing: "Idle."
The doctors in the clinic went to eat one after another, and there was only one nurse on duty. Zhuang Fanxin answered a call from Zhao Jianqiu, and after hanging up, Gu Zhuoyan was no longer disturbed. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, Gu Zhuoyan appeared at the door of the consultation room.
Zhuang Fanxin said in surprise, "Are you here to find me?"
Gu Zhuoyan came in and said, "Xiaoxiao after eating." He sat next to him, not as close as he was yesterday, with a punch away. After a while of silence, he had nothing to say: "You haven't eaten yet?"
"No." Zhuang Fan replied. He was actually very hungry, but he had not lost the first bag, and some were waiting. On second thought, why do you have to stay here, it's the same after going home and losing.
After receiving the approval of the nurse, Zhuang Fanxin went home with an infusion. Gu Zhuoyan was holding a medicine bag and a schoolbag beside him. Back home, the medicine bag was hung on the hanger, and Zhuang Fanxin was lying on the bed drinking porridge.
Gu Zhuoyan came here for the first time and walked to the wall to look at the objects in the cabinet. Except for a few handicrafts, there were large and small trophies inside. There are Chinese and English. It seems that there are competitions at home and abroad. In addition to painting-related awards, there are also design aspects. It is estimated that Zhuang Fanxin's ideal is to be a designer.
Gu Zhuoyan asked, "This is all yours?"
"Yeah." Zhuang Fanxin joked, "Put it out to make a facade."
Although Gu Zhuoyan doesn't know how to draw, he understands how much effort it takes to win a trophy. After appreciating it, he paced back to the bed to adjust the dripping speed, and after everything was done, he said, "Then you can rest, I'm going back. "
Zhuang Fan thought: "You want to help me pull out the needle."
Gu Zhuoyan forgot about this, so he could not help twisting the pulp of his thumb and index finger to find the feel first. He sat down on the edge of the bed, he had nothing to say, nothing to do, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing.
Zhuang Fan threw a bag of potato chips into his heart and asked, "Want to watch a movie?"
Gu Zhuoyan felt sleepy at first glance: "No way."
Zhuang Fan thought to the side again, picked up the book he read before going to bed beside the pillow, and handed it over: "Do you read mystery novels?"
Gu Zhuoyan opened it and saw that it was the original Japanese version, Baga.
The atmosphere was worse than before, and Zhuang Fan felt a little overwhelmed. He was like a child who took out all the toys to share, but his friends were just not interested. After falling silent for a while, he said politely and apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Gu Zhuoyan was most afraid of this, so as to prevent Zhuang Fan from being hypocritical, he tore open the potato chips and ate them, then took out his mobile phone and started playing games.
Waiting for the embarrassing atmosphere to subside, Zhuang Fan stretched his slender neck to take a look, and moved closer to watch. He is like the old man watching chess in the park, he is more energetic than the chess player. Gu Zhuoyan won, he applauded, Gu Zhuoyan was injured, he sighed, and after Gu Zhuoyan finished eating a pack of plain potato chips, he quickly stuffed another pack of tomatoes.
"You don't have to worry about me." Gu Zhuoyan finally said.
Zhuang Fanxin smiled: "You don't have to worry about me, just continue."
Gu Zhuoyan continued to play, and after a while said to himself, "I need to form a teammate."
Zhuang Fan thought: "Wait a minute, I'll register right away." He took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it, Xu Xue's enthusiasm was so obvious that Gu Zhuoyan couldn't refuse.
"What's my name?" Zhuang Fanxin glanced at Gu Zhuoyan's account and called it GZY, very succinct. Recalling the sin he suffered that day, he named himself "I'm also very upset today".
A few seconds later, "GZY" received the friend request of "I'm also very upset today", so the only first-level number appeared among the high-level friends. .
Zhuang Fanxin put it all on and formed a team with Gu Zhuoyan. They don't know each other very well in reality, and there is no tacit understanding in the game. In the first game, they almost died on the same day in the same month and the same year.
Zhuang Fan replied shyly, "It's quite difficult."
Gu Zhuoyan is very straightforward: "You first improve yourself."
Which chicken doesn't fall in love with the Great God, Zhuang Fan said in his heart, "But I want to play with you."
Gu Zhuoyan was not merciful: "For now, you have climbed high."
Not only ignoring the answer, but also unable to climb high, Zhuang Fan didn't say a word, he went to the store silently, bought useless bouquets and love, and gave them all to "GZY".
Looking at the peach hearts and petals flying all over the screen, Gu Zhuoyan said speechlessly: "It's better to buy an energy pack if you have that money."
Zhuang Fan asked, "If you have energy, will you play with me?" He clicked to buy it, appeared in front of the other party full of energy, and sent a team application.
Unsure of what to do, he seemed to squeeze people's arms unintentionally.
Gu Zhuoyan pressed "Agree" and pretended to say, "My hand slipped."
At the beginning of the new game, Zhuang Fanxin's morality intensified, but under the circumstance that Gu Zhuoyan raised the overall level by a large margin, they won.
Only the background music of the game was gradually left in the room. Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin played seriously and spent two full hours in silence. Suddenly, Gu Zhuoyan's mobile phone ran out of power and turned off automatically.
Although Zhuang Fan's heart was still unfinished, he exited together. He didn't have much contact with online games since he was a child. In his limited spare time, he almost threw himself into painting. It was a pleasure to play it once in a while.
Gu Zhuoyan looked up at the infusion tube. He was almost finished and rested for a while before pulling out the needle. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Fanxin took out the paper from his schoolbag and said, "Tell me about that question. I can't make a fool of myself in the next class."
This bed is really tiring, Gu Zhuoyan knew it would be better to watch a movie. He put the paper on his lap, went straight to the twentieth question, and asked, "Do you understand the question?"
"Understood." Zhuang Fan was suddenly curious, "How did you learn mathematics?"
Gu Zhuoyan pointed to the cabinet in the corner. He also had some trophies, almost all of them from competitions. Since I was a child, I had to practice almost every day. Even when I came to Rongcheng, I had to solve a set of questions on the plane. Therefore, although there are specialties in the art industry, the things behind it are the same.
At the first question, Gu Zhuoyan began to speak, and there was detail hidden in his impatience.
Before he could finish speaking, his shoulder suddenly itch, Gu Zhuoyan swept lightly with his peripheral vision, and saw Zhuang Fanxin resting his chin on his shoulder. He turned the pen and said, "Can you sit down?"
To save energy in this way, Zhuang Fan said in his heart, "You also pillowed me yesterday."
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't refute it, so he continued to talk, after dealing with the first question, slowed down a bit when the second question came. It was the first time he gave a topic to others, and after speaking, he asked if he understood. When Zhuang Fanxin answered, his chin moved slightly against him, and it was even more itchy, and the breath came to his cheeks, which was warm.
The third question is the most difficult. Gu Zhuoyan explained it more carefully, and then asked, "Is there a problem?"
The shoulders were peaceful, Zhuang Fanxin neither nodded nor uttered a word, Gu Zhuoyan scolded in his heart "brain is not good", but he endured: "Then I will say it again."
After he finished speaking, there was not much patience left on his mouth: "Do you understand this time?"
Minutes passed, there was silence on his shoulders, and the breath on his cheeks seemed to be a little heavier. Gu Zhuoyan carefully looked sideways, curly bangs, capillary eyelids, eyelashes, nose tip, dry lips, everything was zoomed in and zoomed in in front of him.
Speaking of a fart, Zhuang Fanxin has fallen asleep peacefully.
Gu Zhuoyan was really upset. He wasted time and energy as a free tutor. This student was too rude. Thinking like this, he had no choice but to gently take away the paper and put Zhuang Fanxin's arm flat.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the back of Zhuang Fanxin's hand, which was very delicate. The texture of the skin was not as obvious as the pale blue blood vessels. A few white tapes were attached to it, rendering it a little fragile.
When the last drop of medicine was drained, Gu Zhuoyan held Zhuang Fanxin's hand with one hand and tore off the tape with the other. It was also the first time for him to pull out a needle, and he was a little nervous for fear that he would not be able to grasp his strength. Put the thumb on the eye of the needle, quickly pull out the infusion needle, and immediately press the eye of the needle to prevent bleeding.
Xu Shi pressed a little hard, and Zhuang Fanxin reacted at this moment, curling his fingers.
Gu Zhuoyan turned his face to look and saw that Zhuang Fanxin squinted his eyes, he took advantage of the situation and placed the person on the pillow and covered the quilt gently. "Are you still worried today?" he whispered, "sleep for a while."
After leaving Zhuang Fanxin's house, Gu Zhuoyan walked back slowly.
The sky was still so clear, but he had changed his face.