After Gu Zhuoyan finished speaking, he hung up the phone without even saying "goodbye". The screen quickly turned black, and there were no lights left in the room, so he sat in the pitch black for a long time.
Thinking about it, he hooked up with Zhuang Fanxin.
But often planning is one thing, and operation is another fucking thing.
Gu Zhuoyan picked up his mobile phone to browse at will, and inadvertently opened a circle of friends. The latest one is the summer special attack training sent by the tutor of the cram school. His eyes stayed on the "special attack" for a few seconds, then skipped over to see the next content.
A photo posted by Zhuang Fanxin two hours ago, after leaving his house. In the photo, there are two hands facing each other, one is very thin and white, belonging to Zhuang Fanxin, he is holding the stack of math papers, the other is darker, holding a box of cakes, probably the same as Zhuang Fanxin Table Qi Nan.
Dubbing: The scene of the transaction.
Gu Zhuoyan commented: "I borrowed my classmates to copy homework and eat cake?"
Soon, Zhuang Fanxin replied: "There is no homework that is copied for nothing."
Gu Zhuoyan: "Then I'm giving you a topic for nothing? Why don't I have a cake?"
One sentence made Zhuang Fan's heart stumped. He found someone to solve the problem in the homework, and after solving the problem, he exchanged the homework for the cake, and then took the profit as a middleman.
Gu Zhuoyan didn't wait for a reply for a long time, when Xue Maochen called him to eat, so he went downstairs with his mobile phone in his hand. There is no rule of not eating at home, Xue Maochen coaxed Gu Baoyan to eat more vegetables, and Gu Zhuoyan looked at his mobile phone while eating.
Zhuang Fanxin finally replied: "What kind of cake do you like?"
Is this to be compensated? Gu Zhuoyan was just joking, but instead of explaining it directly, he pretended to say, "I have no appetite."
Zhuang Fanxin: "Why? Are you angry?" with a frightened expression.
Gu Zhuoyan: "I have an exam the day after tomorrow, so I'm anxious."
Zhuang Fan couldn't help but wonder, would he be anxious if his grades were so good? Is it only mathematics that thriving? He was like a bodhisattva, thinking in a different position, guessing that Gu Zhuoyan was going to take the exam at a strange school alone, maybe he was very uneasy, right
He sent: "I will accompany you the day after tomorrow."
Gu Zhuoyan didn't have any courtesy, and replied "thank you" as if he had achieved his goal. Putting down the phone, he had a good appetite and added another bowl of rice, watching Xue Maochen coaxing the child to work hard, knocking on the edge of the bowl to warn Gu Baoyan not to be self-willed.
Gu Baoyan was quite frightened, so he ate it obediently. Xue Maochen turned his attention from his granddaughter to his grandson, and asked with concern, "Humble words, how are you preparing for the exam the day after tomorrow?"
"I'm not prepared." Gu Zhuoyan took a green vegetable, "This school didn't make the top ten in the national rankings, it's a good test."
Xue Maochen suggested: "Then go fishing with me tomorrow?"
Gu Zhuoyan changed his words: "I suddenly feel that the words need to be memorized, you can catch them yourself."
Early in the morning the day after tomorrow, Zhuang Fan's slender figure lingered in front of Xue's house, and when Gu Zhuoyan appeared, he went up to meet him, and agreed to accompany him to take the exam.
Originally wanted to ask the driver to drop him off, but Zhuang Fanxin suggested to take the subway to recognize the way, and Gu Zhuoyan compromised. The two walked out for a while, Zhuang Fanxin turned around and walked backwards facing Gu Zhuoyan.
Zhuang Fanxin was wearing a pair of nine-point jeans, which fit very well, and the two slender legs were very light. The upper body is a short-sleeved tennis shirt, which is red, which makes the arms and neck extra white. Gu Zhuoyan looked over naturally and smiled slightly.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Fanxin also laughed.
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I laugh at how festively you dress." After joking, he praised, "But red suits you well."
Zhuang Fanxin pinched the front of his shirt, showed the small embroidered badge on his left chest, and said, "This is our school's summer uniform, and you will have it too."
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't help but feel depressed. Although he admired others for a long time, he didn't want to wear it. Think of the grand scene during the exercise, the green playground is full of red students, how dazzling.
"Look at you like that." Zhuang Fan gasped, "and white, you can wear whatever you want."
They took the subway to Tianzhong, Zhuang Fanxin showed his school card to enter the school, and took Gu Zhuoyan to the admissions office of the office building. Everything has been arranged, and the relevant documents are handed over to the director of the admissions office, and then the teaching principal will arrange the examination.
In addition to Gu Zhuoyan, today there are several students who took the make-up exam before the start of the semester, all of which were arranged in the small lecture hall.
Gu Zhuoyan just picked a spot to sit down and looked at it silently. This school has some history. The office building seems to have been refurbished, but the carpet in the lecture hall is very old and has been trampled for years.
Make do with it, there is no other way.
The invigilator came in to catch a glimpse of an idler and asked, "Zhuang Fanxin, are you here to invigilate me?"
Zhuang Fan replied with a smile, "I'll accompany the transfer students to take the exam."
After handing out the make-up exam papers, there was a single proficiency test paper left. Zhuang Fanxin walked to Gu Zhuoyan's table, put down the papers and whispered, "Don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you fail the exam."
Gu Zhuoyan softly said "um", but his heart was actually empty. He was so big and he had taken countless exams. No one ever said to him, "It doesn't matter if you don't pass the exam."
Before hearing what Zhuang Fanxin said, he thought he didn't need this relief at all.
Zhuang Fanxin ran out of the lecture hall lightly and swiftly, the hall door was closed, and the bell for the exam started at the same time. There was only the movement of rubbing paper and pen around, and for half an hour or an hour, everyone's hands were sore when writing.
While writing, Gu Zhuoyan stopped to drink water when he heard "Hello, teacher" coming from outside the lecture hall.
In the corridor, Zhuang Fanxin leaned against the wall to read his own mystery novel, just as Xia Wei, the head teacher of their class, passed by, he said hello and asked, "Teacher, are you on duty today?"
"Yeah." Xia Wei said, "What are you doing at school?"
Zhuang Fan replied: "I will accompany others to take the exam." He felt that the other person was looking at him, so he couldn't help but do what he liked, "Teacher, I have finished my chemistry homework."
Xia Wei wondered, "I don't think you're the same as usual."
"Slightly more handsome."
"Smelly." Xia Wei hurried back to the office, walked away, walked a few steps and stopped, and finally found something wrong. He turned to look at Zhuang Fanxin, like a little monster: "Who allowed you to burn your head?!"
Zhuang Fanxin put the book on his head: "I was wrong!"
Xia Weixun said: "Straighten before school starts!"
In the lecture hall, Gu Zhuoyan heard it clearly, and thought that this teacher was a little grumpy, and that little curly hair was pretty.
The schedule was very tight. After taking the Chinese and math exams in the morning, Zhuang Fan took Gu Zhuoyan to eat something casually nearby, filling his stomach and wandering around the school slowly.
Gu Zhuoyan let Zhuang Fanxin lead the wandering, the teaching building was quiet and no one was there, and when he passed the door of the third grade of the second grade, he glanced inward.
He vaguely guessed and asked deliberately, "Which classmate drew it so well?"
Zhuang Fan was so deceived that he couldn't help but laugh at the praise. After admitting it, he said, "It's called taking the lead, but our class is always suppressed by the first and second classes."
Speaking of which, he was ignorant of the unknown, and mixed with a bit of longing: "I don't know which class you will be admitted to, but maybe it happened to be in our class."
Gu Zhuoyan pretended to be stupid: "It's not so coincidental."
"That's right." Zhuang Fanxin nodded, "It doesn't matter, they're all in the same grade anyway."
After walking around this floor, they went downstairs and left. From the side door at the end, there was a garden with big banyan trees, and four corridors connected to the opposite library building.
This is the most beautiful place in the school. Zhuang Fan asked curiously, "What was your original school like?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "The classrooms are all the same, but the students in our school are very immoral. They may dance in the cafeteria, or they may go to the laboratory building to hold a party. It is very difficult to manage." He was a little homesick. "There was a time when a pop band was formed, and the piano room was not enough, so the band occupied the gym. The people in the gym asked the fencing department for help, and I took them there."
Zhuang Fan asked, "A fight?"
"No." Gu Zhuoyan said, "It turned out that the lead singer of the band was born to me, so we listened to their opening concert in the gym."
Zhuang Fanxin thought of the group photo in the circle of friends. Four boys were riding horses, and the young man should be among them. Gu Zhuoyan nodded: "The one who formed the band is Lu Wen, and the other two are Lian Yiming and Su Wang."
Friendship is the most precious among teenagers. Zhuang Fan is afraid that talking too much will affect the other party's emotions. He took Gu Zhuoyan westward, and found a staircase in a corner. There was a small open space under the staircase to shelter from the wind and light.
This staircase leads to the roof, but it is forbidden to use it. Zhuang Fanxin said: "This small corner is the only monitoring blind spot outside the school."
Gu Zhuoyan saw that there were only a few fallen leaves on the ground: "It's pretty clean."
"Of course it's clean." Zhuang Fan said unhappily, "I clean every day before the holiday."
Seeing that the other party was slightly surprised, he betrayed him: "Last semester, I hid here during my self-study one night, and was caught by the director. Guess what I was doing?"
Gu Zhuoyan was expressionless: "Kiss with your girlfriend."
Zhuang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red when he said: "How is it possible, I don't have a girlfriend..."
Gu Zhuoyan smiled at this time: "Then what are you doing?"
Zhuang Fan said in his heart, "Qi Nan and I are hiding here. It's a bit salty. Qi Nan went to the canteen to buy drinks. The director happened to pass by when I was alone."
The powder was so fragrant that the director caught Zhuang Fanxin by smelling it and ordered him to clean up for a semester.
After listening to such a tragic incident, Gu Zhuoyan fainted from laughter, put his hand on Zhuang Fanxin's shoulder, and sympathetically hugged him back to the lecture hall. In the afternoon, the invigilator was merciful and allowed Zhuang Fanxin to blow the air conditioner in the hall.
Zhuang Fanxin was far away in the last row. He was sleepy in the afternoon, and he gradually couldn't hold it any longer. He fell asleep while listening to English. When the bell rang, the rolls were rolled up, and the others escaped like a sea of misery. Gu Zhuoyan got up and turned around, seeing the empty back row in the distance, and then he focused his attention, and a tuft of curly hair trembled.
Gu Zhuoyan walked over, pursed his lips and sat next to Zhuang Fanxin, opened the music library of his mobile phone with a silent voice, searched for "March of Athletes", and clicked to play.
In less than ten seconds, Zhuang Fan woke up with a jolt: "Have you done gymnastics?"
Gu Zhuoyan turned off the music: "I finished the exam."
Zhuang Fanxin breathed a sigh of relief. He and Gu Zhuoyan stood side by side, facing the spacious lecture hall and the podium in the hall, as if his classmates were listening to the lecture.
"Hey," he muttered, "if only you were in our class."
Gu Zhuoyan smiled and didn't speak, his heart was like a mirror, his acting skills were like Tony Leung's, and he pretended like a big tail.
The author has something to say: The reason for the breakup has nothing to do with Gu Zhuoyan's plan.