[Wall Head Grass]: Zhiyu, what kind of performance art are you doing? [picture]
[Wallhead Grass]: Half the teaching building is boiling, don't tell me you didn't mean it.
[I don't know]: Don't blame me, Xiao Yan doesn't know what he's thinking. Cover your face and cry.jpg
[Not knowing]: I was forced, I was struggling really hard. Cover your face and cry.jpg
[Wall Head Grass]: Well, I thought you enjoyed it when you looked at the photos.
[I don't know]: He said he wanted to wash his reputation, how do I know that he even wanted to use me as a whitewashing tool, and he complained that I was inconvenient in my legs and feet today.
[Wall Head Grass]: Everyone thought you were just passing through the window of their class until everyone's photos were gathered in the forum.
[Qingtoucao]: Now when everyone mentions Xiao Yan's name, you must be followed by you.
[Not knowing]: …
[Wallhead Grass]: I haven't seen you for a while, so why are you two locked up
[I don't know anymore]: Woohoo.
Luo Zhiyu sat on a chair in the student office and glared fiercely at Xiao Yan beside him.
"Be friendly." Xiao Yan said, "I just worked so hard to carry you over. Is this how you should treat good classmates?"
Luo Zhiyu moved a position to the left, a position separated from Xiao Yan.
Near 8 o'clock in the evening, the students who passed the examination and approval of the first year of senior year gradually gathered in this classroom. No one spoke. Everyone brought their homework and waited while burying their heads in the questions. This seemed a bit awkward for the two empty-handed people in the middle of the classroom.
At this time, it was too obvious to swipe the phone. Luo Zhiyu and Jing Ximing said something to go back to chat and hid the phone in the school uniform pocket.
"Hey, you can go back." Luo Zhiyu kicked Xiao Yan's calf with his uninjured foot, "The color of your school uniform is so abrupt in the classroom."
"It won't be awkward in a while." Xiao Yan stood up and walked out of the classroom, "See you later."
Luo Zhiyu: "?"
At eight o'clock, the members of the student council of the second and third year came to the classroom, and all the students who were doing their homework stopped writing.
"Director Xu and Teacher Xu, who are in charge of student work, are unable to attend class tonight." The president of the senior year said, "Let's take everyone through the interview process. Everyone is busy with their studies. Minutes, it will be over soon, don't be nervous."
Luo Zhiyu handed in the registration form late, and the number was at the back. By the time he found the designated room according to the number, almost everyone else had returned to the classroom.
Xiao Yan was sitting in the room, with the innumerable eyes on the bridge of his nose that he felt out of nowhere, and looked at him through the lens: "Sit when you come."
"Why is it you again?" Luo Zhiyu felt that since the school started, he has seen Xiao Yan more often than his classmates, which is really inappropriate for two people who have a bad relationship.
"Because I've been deducting excellent grades recently." Xiao Yan opened an information record sheet, "I have no choice but to stay in the post for another year of credits. Anyway, the president will do the work."
There were only the two of them in the activity room. Luo Zhiyu moved a stool and sat by the door, looking at Xiao Yan not far or near.
"I don't need to introduce myself." Xiao Yan waved his hand, "I don't need it."
Luo Zhiyu thought so too.
"The literature and art department you reported to?" Xiao Yan checked Luo Zhiyu's application information, "Are you sure you want the literature and art department?"
"Is there a problem with the Department of Literature and Art?" Luo Zhiyu asked.
"No problem." Xiao Yan put a tick on the paper, "But you must know that No. 1 Middle School has heavy learning tasks, few literary and artistic activities, and few members, so the evaluation score may not be ideal."
"It's okay." Luo Zhiyu shook his head, "I only like this, don't call me anything other than painting."
"I think so too." Xiao Yan passed the interview form, signed his name in the remarks, and filled in the interview information, "You don't need to ask about your personality, you don't have to ask about your temperament, and you don't need to ask about your hobbies and specialties. , love to paint, not an only child, I will fill in the family structure for you, that’s all, nothing else.”
Luo Zhiyu: "?" This is called an interview
"No?" Luo Zhiyu questioned, "That's it?"
He jumped up to the third floor painstakingly, and then was carried down by Xiao Yan from the third floor painstakingly. Could it be for the dispensable process of water
"That's all." Xiao Yan was cleaning up the scattered documents on the table. When he looked up, he saw Luo Zhiyu's slightly startled expression. He raised his chin at Luo Zhiyu, "Isn't enough to answer?"
"Then ask you something else?" Xiao Yan put away his glasses and put them in his pocket, and walked towards Luo Zhiyu, "Student Luo Zhiyu, do you have anything to eat?"
"Entraining private goods?" Luo Zhiyu gave Xiao Yan another blank look and moved the chair back to its original place.
Xiao Yan arranged the table in front of him neatly. When he moved the table, the scar on his wrist appeared looming in front of Luo Zhiyu. The perpetrator felt like a peach blossom.
"There's nothing special I like to eat." Luo Zhiyu swallowed, "It tasted good when I bit your paw."
Xiao Yan's hands trembled, and the table slammed to the ground.
"It's all over?" Teacher Xu, after class, met two classmates in the corridor, "Is there anyone else in the activity area?"
"No more." Xiao Yan handed over the document and pointed to Luo Zhiyu beside him, "He was the last one I met, and it's over."
Teacher Xu knew them naturally. Seeing that Teacher Xu's eyes were always on Luo Zhiyu, Xiao Yan and Luo Zhiyu spoke quickly at the same time—
Xiao Yan: "He fell by himself."
Luo Zhiyu: "I fell myself."
Teacher Xu: "..."
"I know, I know." Teacher Xu saw the tit-for-tat between the two when he checked the bed earlier, "Get along well, the student union is a family."
It was raining outside, and as soon as the door of the student work place was opened, the air was cool and humid.
"Send you back." Xiao Yan closed the door behind him.
"I don't want you to carry it." Luo Zhiyu thought of the process of being forced to "parade" when he came, and his mood was complicated, "Your snakeskin is too showy."
"Then do you want me to hug you?" Xiao Yan asked back.
"No, I'll jump back by myself." Luo Zhiyu climbed up the handrail of the stairs with one hand, "The road is facing the sky, let's go to one side."
The door behind the two opened, and Teacher Xu, who was about to get off work with an umbrella, came out of the door and saw the two classmates who had not left: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The two reconciled in a second, and were forced to open the business under Teacher Xu's burning eyes.
In the classroom of Class 1 (3) of senior high school, the students stopped writing one after another to give their eyes and brain a rest.
"Is the relationship between the school grass and Luo Zhiyu very bad?" Someone was idle and bored, and poked Jing Ximing who was dozing off, "Xiao Yan came to block people during self-study tonight."
"Zero match, I haven't felt it anyway." An alpha classmate said, "I see that omega classmates are very eager to get close."
"Bah." Omega said, "We don't want to play with you."
"Didn't Xiao Yan not block Zhiyu just now?" Jing Ximing rubbed his eyes, "The relationship has always been very bad. They were choking when they were very young, and the relationship at home was not good either."
Classmate 1: "But just now Xiao Yan walked over with Luo Zhiyu on his back. He seems to have a good relationship? What happened? Why did the relationship suddenly become better."
Classmate 2: "Yeah, I was making a fuss before, why did you suddenly walk away hand in hand?"
Classmate 1: "I'm confused, does 0% have any friendship?" Jing Ximing knew the inside story of whitewashing. Just as he was about to open his mouth to popularize science, another topic was discussed in the class—
Classmate 4: "A few days ago, I seemed to hear from the third class that the school was a scumbag?"
"Impossible! Don't talk nonsense, my sister is in the third class of the second grade of high school. Anyway, I heard from their class just now that Xiao Yan is definitely not a scumbag, don't listen to some people's nonsense, if he does something, he will definitely Responsible."
"Oh… "
The door of the classroom opened, and Xiao Yan supported Luo Zhiyu.
"Go back and do your homework." Xiao Yan patted Luo Zhiyu on the shoulder lightly, "I'll go to your dormitory after the exam on the weekend and take you to the hospital."
Luo Zhiyu: "?"
The gossip crowd in the third class raised their ears one after another.
In order to further consolidate the image of an honest person, a non-scumbag, and a good classmate, Xiao Yan stood in front of the third class and repeated what he said to Luo Zhiyu before—
"I decided to change my mind and be nice to you."
"I won't bully you in the future, only treat you well."