The pencil case in Zhang Shu's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, Fan Yue said that he was lying, Tang Yuan lifted his teacup in despair and borrowed water to drown his sorrows, the three of them looked at Xiao Yan with obvious sadness on his face.
Xiao Yan: "…"
There was chaos in the class, and everyone thought they were whispering, but they were not.
"It's almost late for self-study, your class is really lively?" Luo Zhiyu envied the active atmosphere of the third class a little, "The atmosphere is so good, it's enviable, what are you talking about? Bring me one?"
The third class did not speak, and they were silent.
Luo Zhiyu: "?" Is it so exclusive
Xiao Yan went around from the front door to the back door where Luo Zhiyu was standing: "Luo Zhiyu, what's the matter with you?"
I haven't seen it for a while, and the person who was flying in the cafeteria just now was lame.
"Why are your class so nervous?" Luo Zhiyu jumped two steps, and whispered in Xiao Yan's ear, "Is it stupid to study in the second year of high school?"
His feet were still hurting and he couldn't stand steady, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to support him, avoiding the gauze wrapped around his palms and wrists, giving Luo Zhiyu a point of leverage, visible to the naked eye.
Someone in the classroom took a few breaths of cold air.
Luo Zhiyu: "? Does your class have an exhaust fan?"
"They might..." Xiao Yan didn't know how to describe it, "a little frightened."
Luo Zhiyu frowned: "Are your sophomores so vulnerable?"
Xiao Yan didn't know how to explain it to him.
"I'm not looking for you." Luo Zhiyu waved to chase people away, "I'm looking for your roommate."
"Me?" Fan Yue pointed to himself.
Twenty pairs of eyes turned to look at Fan Yue, and Fan Yue broke out in a cold sweat.
"Yes, it's you." Luo Zhiyu looked in the direction of the voice to find Fan Yue, "I'll get the application form approved by the student union, and I'll go through the interview process tonight."
"Oh, okay." Only then did Fan Yue remember that there was still this matter tonight, "Are you here to find me?"
"Otherwise? My approval form is on your side." Luo Zhiyu asked, "I can't come up to find Xiao Yan specially, how much do I love him, come over twice a day?"
Class Three: "Huh?"
The preparatory bell for the evening self-study had already rang, and Mr. Li, who came to supervise the evening self-study in this class, saw Xiao Yan at the door of the third class, and Luo Zhiyu who was downstairs from work, "What did Xiao Luo do? You two fought again. ?what's up?"
"Ah? I didn't fight today." Luo Zhiyu said, "I unilaterally provoke him today, and he hasn't had time to fight back."
Teacher Li: "...Then what's the matter with your injury?"
Because he provoked Xiao Yan, he was afraid of being caught up to take revenge, so he took the path of disrepair.
I stepped on the sewer cover because I walked on the trail, and then fell to the point where gold stars appeared in my eyes.
The truth is not enough for outsiders.
"Nie Li feedback." Luo Zhiyu carried the registration form presented by Fan Yue, "I asked for it myself, it has nothing to do with him. Let's go, see you teacher."
After he finished speaking, he held on to the window sill and moved to the west stairs little by little as he did when he came.
A group of classmates in the classroom looked at Xiao Yan's eyes, full of guilt.
"Anyway, I have to go to the student council for evaluation tonight. I'll be with him and help him by the way." Xiao Yan dropped a sentence and chased after him.
"Let's go." A good student like Xiao Yan really knows everything, and it is not difficult to teach at all. Teacher Li is very pleased, "They are all alumni, so get along well, you are one year older than him, you let him."
"I try my best." Xiao Yan said.
"Look, you can live in harmony with zero matching. Don't look at them with colored glasses." Teacher Li, who walked into the classroom of Class 3, said, "I have met all kinds of students and what kind of students I have taught for so many years. can teach."
"Our No. 1 Middle School not only teaches books, but also how to be a person." Teacher Li seizes every opportunity to carry out moral education work: "Don't think of people as bad, read more, have a higher ideological level, and look at the good in everything. Nothing is absolute, you have to believe that miracles exist."
All the three classmates except Xiao Yan bowed their heads in shame.
At the entrance of the west stairs, Luo Zhiyu, who was about to go downstairs, found that the sting of his feet might be more serious than he thought. He jumped up all the way just now, which consumed a lot of his physical strength, and now he has to go down the stairs, which is a bit uncomfortable for him.
Luo Zhiyu wanted to sit at the entrance of the stairs for a while, but just as he sat down, someone sat next to him.
The bell for the evening self-study has rang once, and the classrooms of each class are quiet. The two people in different school uniforms are not in a hurry, and they are sitting on the stairs in a particularly unimpressive manner. In the classroom, time was flowing under the nibs of the students' pens, and the time at the stairway seemed to be paused.
"Where did you fall?" Xiao Yan guessed the matter from his sentence "reward for evil power" just now.
"The road to the west of the teaching building with a good view." Luo Zhiyu was looking at his student union registration form. In the column for the opinion of the student union, the words "approved" were particularly familiar. "You reviewed it."
"I tried it. Your qualifications will pass the test." Xiao Yan pushed Luo Zhiyu's hand away and saw his spotless school uniform, "Luo Zhi, are you stupid?"
Luo Zhiyu: "Didn't you say that school uniforms are easy to borrow and pay back? If I break you, do you have to beep with me again?"
Thankfully, at the last moment before he tripped, all he thought of was Xiao Yan's school uniform.
He wanted to refute again, Xiao Yan pushed a piece of ice into his mouth, he bit down unconsciously, the cool juice of the orange smeared between his lips and teeth, followed by an indescribable acid—
The sour orange he used to smash Xiao Yan has returned to its original owner.
"The school uniforms are all borrowed. You can play around with it, I don't care so much." Xiao Yan failed to feed the second orange.
"It's sour." Luo Zhiyu slapped Xiao Yan's hand away, "Take it! Don't eat it!"
"Let's go, I'll also go to the student union office." Xiao Yan stood up and threw the orange into his mouth, "Don't jump around, I'll carry you down."
"So good?" Luo Zhiyu swallowed the orange suspiciously and reminded him, "You haven't gotten revenge for the fact that I hit you on the head with the orange."
"I went to block you in your class, but I didn't." Xiao Yan leaned over, "I decided to change my mind."
Luo Zhiyu's feet hurt, someone willingly carried him, he was still very happy, Luo Zhiyu put his hands around Xiao Yan's neck and lay on Xiao Yan's back: "What kind of thinking?"
He leaned a little closer, resting his head on Xiao Yan's shoulder, so close that he could smell the faint orange-flavored pheromone on Xiao Yan's clothes, and dumped the stall just now on the eighteenth street of oranges.
"Luo Zhi, I'll tell you." Xiao Yan put Luo Zhiyu firmly on his back and supported Luo Zhiyu with his backhand, "I want to save my precarious reputation now."
Luo Zhiyu: "?"
Luo Zhiyu: "What does your reputation have to do with me?"
"Yes, you are the source of the problem."
"In order to prevent my Feng Ping from being killed again, I decided to change my past and be nice to you."
"I won't bully you in the future, only treat you well."
Luo Zhiyu's gauze-wrapped hand shook in front of Xiao Yan's eyes: "Brother Yan, have you been smashed by me with an orange?"
"How do you want to be nice to me?" Luo Zhiyu's intuition from childhood to big fights made Luo Zhiyu more vigilant.
The sophomore (3) class is on the third floor, and the Student Union Management Office is on the first floor. It only takes one minute to walk up the stairs, but—
Xiao Yan copied a long way. He didn't go down the west stairs directly, but chose to walk through the corridor of the teaching building, passing by Class 21 to Class 7, and then going downstairs from the east.
Luo Zhiyu: "..."
Xiao Yan disregarded his objections and took an S-shaped route behind his back. He walked through the windows of more than 20 high school classes. Two-thirds of the teachers and students in the school witnessed the 0% feeling. friendship, so that the image of a good classmate who is united and friendly will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people tonight.