Everyone in the cafeteria looked over and even forgot to eat.
Lu Xiao stepped on the stool, as if she was about to put the food in the tray on someone else's head in a second.
The little fat man was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his shoulders trembled slightly.
From entering the winter camp to now, Lu Xiao basically doesn't talk to others, except Ye Cheng.
When he looked at people, he didn't have any expression on his face, and he seemed to be indifferent to answers.
During the afternoon training break, the little fat man once tried to talk to him and asked him about his ranking in the final exam.
Lu Xiao glanced at him lightly, said "None of your business" and left.
The people at the winter camp had been muttering about him in private for a day, saying that he was vicious, as if he was about to beat someone at any time.
These people were good babies when they were in school, but they all did their part when they spread gossip, and soon everyone knew that he was from the thirteenth high school.
They never expected that Lu Xiao would get angry in public. They are used to harmony on the surface. They have seen such a bully before.
There was silence for a while, no one dared to answer his words.
Lu Xiao kicked the chair again, making a loud bang,
"Speak, why are you dumb?"
The little fat man shook even more violently, even the table was shaking.
Liang Moyu looked at them, then lowered her head silently.
At another table near them, sat two girls from their class.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two people looked at each other, stopped eating, got up and walked towards the door at the same time.
Ye Cheng felt that they were going to find Hu Haiyang or Liu instructor, so she reached out and tugged at Lu Xiao's cuff.
Lu Xiao turned her head and frowned at him.
Ye Cheng exhaled, and said softly: "Go and eat, I'm hungry."
The little fat man turned his head tremblingly, and looked at Ye Cheng like a savior.
Lu Xiao's face was not pretty, and his shoes were still on his stool.
In fact, Ye Cheng was quite uncertain, wondering if this guy would listen to him.
After all, those people just mentioned him just now.
If they just talked about the rubbish of the thirteenth high school, Lu Xiao would most likely be buzzing like a fly, and wouldn't bother to get to know them as well.
But the bad thing is that they mentioned themselves, and Ye Cheng has realized this since a long time ago - when others talk about Lu Xiao behind his back, he is half likely to beat people up, and the other half is likely to treat them as farting.
If they were slandering Ye Cheng behind their backs, then Lu Xiao would 200% beat these people all over the place.
Not to mention the slander, even if a subordinate of a department complained a few words, "Boss Ye is so harsh", Lu Xiao would drag him to the office for more than an hour of education if he heard it.
From what happened to Zhou Kai last time, he could see that no matter in the past or now, Lu Xiao would not see anyone gossip about him.
Ye Cheng sweated secretly in his heart, a little worried that he would be criticized by Hu Haiyang if he made things difficult in front of so many people.
The surrounding air became more and more quiet, and people at other tables looked at them disguisedly. I hardly dare to look at it clearly, and I always take advantage of the gap between meals to take a look.
Lu Xiao's cuff moved, and when Ye Cheng was wondering whether he would get rid of her, he only heard him say in a deep voice: "Let's go."
He took his foot off the stool and walked forward with the plate without even looking at the little fat man.
The whole table was visibly relieved and looked at each other. The little fat man wiped the sweat from his head, and tremblingly picked up the chopsticks.
Ye Cheng looked at Liang Moyu, who just raised his head. The moment her eyes met his, she couldn't help but froze for a moment, then avoided his eyes.
Ye Cheng looked at him coldly for a few seconds, then followed Lu Xiao who was walking in front.
They sat down and hadn't eaten two bites when Hu Haiyang really came.
The cafeteria was harmonious and quiet, even the voice of chatting was much quieter, and everyone's eyes were wandering here and there.
Hu Haiyang looked around and found nothing unusual, so he left on his own.
Lu Xiao gave Ye Cheng the stir-fried pork with green peppers on her plate, and mocked: "These good students seem to like to make small reports."
He obviously doesn't like spicy food, but he ordered two spicy dishes.
Ye Cheng ate slowly, and said: "Probably because they are afraid that you will blow up the cafeteria. Didn't you find out that they are very afraid of you."
He originally thought that Lu Xiao would turn into anger from embarrassment, but he sneered and said, "It's best to be afraid of me and stop causing trouble in front of me, or I'll hit everyone one by one."
Ye Cheng was amused by his tone like protecting food, and teased: "You were able to bear it just now, it's rare to be so obedient."
Generally speaking, when he said this, Lu Xiao would feel embarrassed and smiled a little shyly.
Several times, Ye Cheng deliberately praised him just to see his reaction.
However, this time Lu Xiao was not shy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You performed well, so does Party A have any incentives?"
I don't know if it's Ye Cheng's illusion, but I always feel that he has become aggressive recently, which seems to be a little bit more than before.
"Let me think about it." This rebellious guy couldn't be perfunctory, so he had to think seriously.
Lu Xiao didn't press any further, and piled all the food into his bowl and said, "Eat more, you're too thin."
At first, he always felt that Ye Cheng was perfect, and there was nothing that needed to be changed.
Now, she wants to interfere with him more and more, to change him.
After hugging him, I felt that he was too thin and needed to eat more; when I was reviewing together at night, I felt that he slept too late and shouldn’t spoil his body so much; .
Although Ye Cheng only lived in his house for a short three days, many small habits have been engraved in his heart one by one, lingering like playing a movie.
For example, this person often kicked his slippers under the bed, and ran over barefoot to open the door for him when he couldn't find his shoes.
For example, in cold weather, I don’t like to drink hot water and insist on drinking iced coffee, but my stomach is not good, and I often suffer from stomach pains.
For example, he always kicked the quilt when he was sleeping, and when he called him the next morning, half of the quilt was on the ground every time.
It's obviously all trivial things, but Lu Xiao remembers them better than the number of his own basketball shoes.
Had it been a few months ago, he might have been confused as to why this happened.
But now he is very clear and accepts this mentality, the reason is that he cares too much about this person.
I can't help but record every bit of him in the small universe of my mind.
It's over, Lu Xiao.
He said this to himself in his heart.
After dinner, Hu Haiyang gave them homework, which were two sets of papers and a composition practice pen.
These assignments are the questions that many people dream of and want to get. After the distribution, there is no need for him to say anything, and everyone starts to brush the questions consciously.
There is a small room on the second floor of the hotel, which has been transformed into a study room.
Small towns are different from cities in that they are very quiet at night. Without the neon night scene outside the window, there is a little more calming atmosphere.
After everyone went back to wash up, they all came to the study room to do their homework.
Ye Cheng and Lu Xiao sat in the last row, their backs almost touching the peeled wall.
The only sound in the room is the sound of writing and turning pages, and the air conditioner is constantly blowing warm air.
Ye Cheng put the phone on the stand, clicked on the countdown, and started to brush the paper.
This was the first time that Lu Xiao watched him do English test papers up close. When he was at the same table before, he did most of the exercise books.
At that time, he didn't think how powerful Ye Cheng was, because he didn't see how long it took him to finish half of the book.
But at this moment, Lu Xiao's only thought was: He's so fucking awesome, he deserves to be the person I like.
When the people in front of him all lowered their heads and wrote fiercely, and he himself wrote only one side, Ye Cheng had already finished writing three compositions on the draft paper.
Lu Xiao could only hear the sound of him turning the pages lightly, and turned one side after a while.
Wang Lili once told them that the composition should be written directly after the draft is completed. She thinks that most people have no time to copy the draft.
And Ye Cheng would type drafts every time, sometimes even twice, which shows that he has more than enough time.
After he slowly put the draft on the answer sheet, Lu Xiao had just reached the second page.
"You're so fast..." Lu Xiao whispered in disbelief.
Ye Cheng had just finished a set of questions, and his mind was still immersed in a state of excitement, so he replied casually,
"You are fast, you can't say fast if you are a man."
Among the LSPs in the thirteenth high school, Zhou Minhao liked to drive the most, and he would often drive up to 200 yards when he disagreed with each other.
Lu Xiao is also quite used to his shocking words in private, and occasionally goes crazy with him. Boys can chat openly and share videos with each other, which is not a problem for him.
You can hear Ye Cheng driving, which is really unprecedented.
Lu Xiao licked her lips, accused him with a half-smile, and said, "Hey, you're uncivilized."
"Put less garlic." Ye Cheng said disdainfully.
He didn't expect that he would blurt it out, and he was a little embarrassed, so he could only use this tone to cover up his discomfort.
"What am I pretending to be, and I have never had sex before." Lu Xiao persisted, looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Why, have you ever had sex?"
After a few days of enlightenment, he has to comfort himself a hundred times a day: Ye Cheng's ex is already in the past tense.
But he still underestimated his jealousy, and many times he couldn't help being concerned, curious, and wondering what step they had made.
This feeling can be described as scratching the heart and scratching the liver.
But he can't ask directly, he can only grasp this kind of topic and bring it up carefully.
Ye Cheng looked at him vigilantly and said, "It's none of your business, just do your paper."
He didn't really want to talk about such things with Lu Xiao, and he didn't know how to fool him in many ways.
Lu Xiao snorted unhappily, lowered her head in disappointment, and continued writing the topic.
Time passed minute by minute.
His speed in solving the questions was not as fast as those of the top scholars in front of him. They had finished writing, but he hadn't started writing the composition yet.
In addition to the additional questions, there are two compositions on the paper.
All of these had to be handed in tomorrow, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and write, as if he wanted to empty out all the vocabulary in his head.
Before we knew it, it was half past eleven, and the people in the front row packed up their things and went back to sleep.
There is still half a day of military training tomorrow morning, no one wants to work too hard on themselves.
When Liang Moyu passed by their table, he paused, as if he wanted to say something.
But after glancing at Lu Xiao's extremely cold face, he left silently.
After a while, there were only the two of them left in the study room.
After Ye Cheng finished writing and had nothing to do, she propped her head up and looked through the English dictionary, making a slight sound from time to time.
Lu Xiao yawned, too sleepy to lift her eyelids.
Help, good words are poor, why there are foreign languages in the world, can't you just learn Chinese
He couldn't help but started pulling his hair again, biting the tip of the pen in excruciating pain.
Seeing that he couldn't write anymore, Ye Cheng interrupted him and said, "If you can't think of it, forget it, list the framework, and I'll help you change it based on your thinking."
"You want to help me change it? Is it real or not?" Lu Xiao woke up instantly, sat up straight, and looked at him eagerly.
Ye Cheng asked him step by step, "There are already two compositions on the test paper, plus this one, there are three in total. This practice intensity is indeed a bit too much for you."
He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it."
For people with poor foundation like Lu Xiao, the most taboo is to want to become fat in one go.
If you want to get high marks in English composition, it is a long-term accumulation process. Forcing him to keep writing in a short period of time will only make him lose interest and patience.
Lu Xiao immediately presented the composition text, raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Chengcheng, you are too kind."
Ye Cheng felt disgusted by his sudden address, and said coldly, "Brother Cheng."
"No." Lu Xiao smiled and refused decisively.
While revising the composition, Ye Cheng glanced at him and said, "I'm older than you."
His birthday is in February, and Lu Xiao's birthday is in October, which is a full eight months older than him.
Regardless of birth or psychology, he is an elder brother in terms of emotion and reason.
Lu Xiao insisted on confronting him, and made excuses: "But you are not taller than me, and you also look smaller than me."
Boys have an obsession that cannot be given up at all ages when it comes to comparing height.
Ye Cheng spoke harder than him: "Don't be ridiculous, aren't we all 1.8 meters, and height is nothing."
"You are 1.79.5 meters, and I am 1.85 meters." The smile in Lu Xiao's eyes gradually deepened, reminding him of his self-disclosed height when he was drunk.
He said triumphantly, "You said that, have you forgotten?"
Ye Cheng secretly thought that he made a mistake, and was caught by this childish ghost, God knows how long he will miss it.
He didn't talk to Lu Xiao any more, and changed his English composition in threes and fives.
In order to avoid an unreasonable gap with the previous two articles, he deliberately took apart the long and difficult sentences and wrote them, and checked the paper for him by the way.
After finishing all these, it was past twelve o'clock.
Lu Xiao changed from sitting to lying down, looked at him and said, "Is this the reward?"
He looked cute lying on his arm, his hair was blown out, and his eyes were wet like a puppy.
Ye Cheng's heart suddenly softened, and she said unconsciously, "Of course not."
"Huh? What's that?" The puppy seemed a little happy, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked expectantly.
Ye Cheng thought for a while, took out a red pen from the pencil case, and pulled his hand out from under his head.
Lu Xiao didn't know what he was going to do, so she let him hold her hand.
Ye Cheng held his index finger, and Lu Xiao trembled.
There was a icy cold touch from the fingertips, and the tip of the red pen poked back and forth on his fingers.
"What are you doing?" Lu Xiao noticed that he was scribbling, but she didn't move a bit, and asked him to paint honestly.
"Okay, a small reward." Ye Cheng let go of his hand, with an indistinct smile on his face.
Lu Xiao looked down at her fingertips, and saw a cute smiling face drawn on it, with two red hearts in her eyes, very much like the silly emoji.
His chest suddenly seemed to be scratched by a small hook, and his whole body was numb.
Fuck, Ye Cheng really knows how to grasp his dead spot.
The seemingly ordinary expression made his mood take off from the flat ground to mid-air, and he couldn't even say the word "childish".
Ye Cheng lowered her head, drew one on her index finger, then raised her hand and stretched it out in front of his eyes.
"Look, it's the same style."
In an instant, Lu Xiao felt short of breath.
Why is it so disturbing to let him live
When going to bed at night, Lu Xiao suffered from insomnia. This was the nth time he slept with Ye Cheng and suffered from insomnia.
The standard room has two single beds separated by a certain distance.
The sound of the air conditioner in the room was enough to cover Ye Cheng's breathing. But for some reason, Lu Xiao always felt that his panting was right next to her ears.
Can't sleep, can't sleep at all.
He has always been a heavy sleeper, but he wants to get up again and again to see if Ye Cheng has kicked the quilt, or to see if he has fallen asleep.
Maybe it was because of the cold weather, Ye Cheng slept soundly at night, wrapped tightly in the quilt.
Even so, Lu Xiao didn't fall asleep until three o'clock with her eyes open.
At six o'clock the next morning, I was woken up by the assembly post.
Lu Xiaoshui was in a daze, thinking she was at home, and wanted to shut up that whistle.
A cold, steamy hand patted his face, "Get up quickly, we're about to assemble."
In the middle of winter, being touched by something icy right after waking up is fatal to a person like him who wakes up with a burst of gas.
He opened his eyes angrily, the swear words had already reached his lips, but after seeing Ye Cheng's face, he silently swallowed them back.
Ye Cheng had already washed up and was standing by the bed neatly dressed.
Forget it, what else can I do except endure, Lu Xiao lifted the quilt with a sullen face to wash her face.
The training in the morning was fairly peaceful, and no one in the class dared to talk to the two of them.
To put it another way, these people spontaneously formed a small group and distanced themselves from them.
Ye Cheng is used to these things. He has been in the attached middle school for a long time, and he knows very well that there is a big difference between them and the people in the thirteenth middle school.
Some people like to group together and crowd out those who are "unconventional".
Liang Moyu also obviously chose to follow suit and stopped talking to him.
But Lu Xiao didn't care about that, he didn't intend to make friends with these people at all, he only cared about when he could sneak Ye Cheng's hand.
When playing games, or when eating
Xiao Lu, who is in love with his brain, is full of tricks, so that he didn't notice it himself, because he made a big mistake because of carelessness.
After the military training in the morning, the English training class officially started in the afternoon.
Hu Haiyang spent the whole morning grading their papers and compositions.
Before class, Lu Xiao asked Ye Cheng for a cup of unpalatable instant coffee.
There is not even a coffee shop in the town of Yingcheng, but fortunately, the convenience store has the kind of coffee powder that costs a few yuan a pack.
Although I was still sleepy after drinking, it was better than rolling my eyes when I was sleepy.
Hu Haiyang came in with the papers. The air in the small classroom was stuffy. He instructed the students by the window to open the window for ventilation.
Then he opened the paper and said: "Before class, let me talk about the situation of this exam paper and the arrangement of this class. I will not explain all of this paper, but only select a few key topics. If you have other questions, your class Then ask me yourself."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Cheng had the feeling of going back to the attached high school for class.
There is a huge difference between the excellent class and the make-up class, and Lu Xiao can't help but concentrate, because even if he is distracted for a minute, he may not be able to keep up with his next step.
"This time, there are two full marks for the objective test." Hu Haiyang said, "One is Ye Cheng, and the other is Li Nanke. But this paper is not particularly difficult, and full marks are deserved."
There was quite a commotion underneath.
"Didn't you say that Ye Cheng went to No. 13 Middle School? She still looks very good."
"Who knows if he searched for the answer? Last night, he and the first brother were the only ones left till the end."
"Li Nanke... This name sounds familiar, is it from No. 1 Middle School?"
"It should be, it seems to be the one wearing the hat in the first row."
Hu Haiyang continued: "As for the composition, I would like to praise one person, Ye Cheng. I will post his composition in the group later, and everyone can see the difference between him and him."
Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.
You can search for answers to objective questions, but you can't find answers to essays, especially the third essay is Hu Haiyang's self-proclaimed question.
"His words and sentences have reached the level of English for postgraduate entrance examinations, and his vocabulary is larger than most of you." Hu Haiyang commented objectively, "You can look at the uncommon words he uses and compare them with your own simple sentences. and common vocabulary."
Ye Cheng felt that Hu Haiyang was indeed much sharper than the teachers in the 13th Middle School.
He has been doing postgraduate entrance examination English questions and compositions, so many sentences are not at the same level as the college entrance examination English.
After complimenting him, the faces of the people below became brilliant.
Hu Haiyang suddenly changed the subject: "However, I have a question I want to ask Ye Cheng."
Ye Cheng raised his head, and everyone looked at him inexplicably.
Hu Haiyang raised another test paper in his hand and said, "You wrote four essays by yourself in the evening, don't you feel tired?"
Everyone was stunned.
"This composition writes Lu Xiao's name, but it's in your handwriting." Hu Haiyang said, "Do you need to explain it?"
It was only then that Lu Xiao remembered that he had accidentally handed in Ye Cheng's draft.
Ye Cheng's English is very easy to recognize, and the beautiful and elegant cursive style is the only one in the whole winter camp.
down there laughed,
"Tch, let me just say, a nest of snakes and rats."
"They also do ghostwriting. They both are looking for gunmen, right? One copy per person."
"It's hard to say. I heard that the teacher doesn't care about the cheating in the 13th Middle School exam."
"Terrible… "
Just as Ye Cheng was about to stand up, the person next to her moved, stood up and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I was lazy yesterday and didn't write an essay."
Ye Cheng was slightly taken aback, this was the first time he heard Lu Xiao apologize to the teacher.
Hu Haiyang raised his hand to stop the discussion below.
"This is not just your problem. It is a good thing to be brave enough to admit your mistakes. But I also want to say to Ye Cheng, I hope you can help your classmates in the right way." Hu Haiyang said.
"I see, teacher." Ye Cheng also stood up and said.
Hu Haiyang didn't embarrass them too much, and waved his hand gently: "Okay, sit down, let's start class."
After the two sat down, Lu Xiao seemed hesitant to speak, but finally said nothing.
After class, Hu Haiyang left two sets of papers and an extra composition just like yesterday.
This time, Lu Xiao didn't ask Ye Cheng to help him with his composition.
He sat quietly in the back row and wrote, looking through the dictionary when he encountered a word he didn't know.
When he finished writing an article and raised his head, the seats in front of him were all empty, and Ye Cheng was sitting next to him doing math five and three.
"I haven't finished writing yet, why don't you go back first." Lu Xiao said out loud.
Ye Cheng yawned a little, and said casually, "I'll wait for you."
Lu Xiao's voice was very low: "Don't wait for me, you have to wait for everything."
Although Ye Cheng was sleepy, she was keenly aware of the depression in his tone.
"What's the matter, why do you say that?" He immediately looked at the other party and asked.
Lu Xiao stared at the paper and said stubbornly, "It's nothing."
Ye Cheng gradually sobered up, took the pen away from his hand, made him face himself, and asked seriously: "What happened?"
He looked at Lu Xiao intently, the sincerity in his eyes made Lu Xiao embarrassed to run away.
He gritted his teeth, and said what was in his heart: "I always need you to stop and wait for me. This is the case in study, and it is the same in life. If it is not because of me, you should be able to get along very happily with them. "
Lu Xiao's words were already tactful, but Ye Cheng understood his thoughts in seconds.
——He was too familiar with this kind of Lu Xiao, almost exactly the same as the twenty-seven-year-old him.
He felt that he was not good enough, which dragged him down.
Ye Cheng actually quite understands his mentality, especially since their company is full of masters and doctors. In this environment for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be pressure.
Whenever this time, he would hold Lu Xiao's face and kiss her. Use various practical actions to tell him that you are very important to me, and no one can compare to you.
But now he definitely can't do that.
He thought for a moment and asked, "You really think so?"
Lu Xiao thought he would comfort herself, but she didn't expect it to be such an interrogative sentence. She stared at him fixedly, not knowing what to say.
Ye Cheng said: "But I think so too, I think sometimes, I will need you to stop and wait for me."
"Huh?" Lu Xiao was stunned.
Ye Cheng said lightly: "What makes you think that without you, I can get along well with them?"
Lu Xiao remained silent.
"Do you know why I transferred from the attached high school so simply? It's because I have almost no friends who can talk to me there." Ye Cheng said.
There was surprise in Lu Xiao's eyes. In his impression, Ye Cheng should be a favorite, the kind that the whole school is vying to be friends with.
But what he saw was not the real seventeen-year-old Ye Cheng.
At the age of seventeen, he was withdrawn and unsociable. There are indeed many people who want to be friends with him, but he does not cherish or accept these friendships.
It wasn't until I went to university and entered the society that this situation gradually improved.
When he saw Lu Xiao surrounded by so many people for the first time, he didn't covet his handsome appearance like others, but envied him for having such a group of good brothers in the true sense.
Ye Cheng held his chin and said: "I have a weird personality, my subordinate... well, other friends can't stand me."
"No, you are fine, I can bear it." Lu Xiao immediately refuted him.
Ye Cheng smiled and said, "You count as one, Huang Sheng'an counts as one, and the little Heitan I met when I was a child counts as one."
"What little Heitan?" Lu Xiao looked at him and asked suspiciously.
Ye Cheng said: "It's a little neighbor from the past. He's not dark. Among the children in the whole community, he's the only one who will come to play with me. Others will walk around when they see me."
Lu Xiao opened her mouth and was really stunned.