There was silence in the activity room. With eye contact, everyone set up a WeChat group face to face. Without Xiao Yan and Fan Yue, they chatted quietly—
Member 1: "In this day and age, can the two of them order some otherworldly stuff?"
Member 2: "Confused behavior, maybe this is the world of the boss, I feel that their daily life is very interesting."
Tang Yuan: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything about their love and hatred, I can't guess, I can't see through, I'd rather face the little orange cat than the two of them."
Zhang Shu: "Let them toss, there is zero match, what tricks can you come up with? Tang Yuan, are you really going to face the little orange cat? There are still several squatting at the door of our dormitory."
Tang Yuan: "When I didn't say... Stop beeping, Brother Yan stared at us."
Members of the student council: "That's right..."
"Then... let's continue?" Fan Yue asked tentatively.
"Continue." All the smart people present here pretended that nothing happened and continued the meeting.
During this period of time, Xiao Yan pretended to be an honest person and pretended to be an experienced person, and naturally he assumed that nothing happened, but—
The bell for evening self-study just rang, and Xiao Yan blocked Luo Zhiyu, who was carrying a schoolbag, at the back door of Class 3, Grade 1, Class 3.
"I'm going to the grocery store to buy some daily necessities, you can talk." Jing Ximing made an appointment to go shopping, and took a step first, "I'll help you buy breakfast for tomorrow morning."
"Buy whatever you want, I don't choose!" Luo Zhiyu felt ashamed and decided to take a step first, but was stopped by Xiao Yan.
He walked to the left, Xiao Yan stopped him from the left, he wanted to go to the right, Xiao Yan directly reached out and grabbed his collar as a threat.
"What's wrong with me?" Luo Zhiyu stood still. He felt that his attitude of apologizing just now couldn't be more sincere, "Have you received the message I sent you?"
"It's just the right time." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and ruffled Luo Zhiyu's hair in retaliation, and patted him lightly on the top of his head as if in retaliation, "I know day by day that I will ruin my reputation there. Should I teach you to speak human language myself?"
Sure enough, Luo Zhiyu felt that he was right, that Brother Yan was indeed keeping himself clean.
Luo Zhiyu may be really too rascal.
"Okay." Luo Zhiyu and Xiao Yan went downstairs from the less crowded north stairway together, "I seem to have done a few things that don't meet the standard answer, but I definitely don't mean to be a hooligan to you, and I don't either. Not a scumbag."
"Then what do we mean by starting over?" There were not many people on the north staircase, Xiao Yan patted Luo Zhiyu's cheek with the unopened lollipop, "Have we started?"
Luo Zhiyu pouted half of his mouth, squinted at Xiao Yan's slender fingers, raised his hand and snatched Xiao Yan's candy, and then began to explain: "It just means getting along well and not fighting, I said it was okay. Be clear."
"I'm showing my love to you, Brother Yan." Luo Zhiyu took off the candy coating, holding a peach-flavored lollipop in his mouth, his voice blurred, "Can't you see it?"
"I can't tell, but it caused me a lot of trouble." Xiao Yan pushed Luo Zhiyu two steps forward and zipped up the unzipped schoolbag for him. Luo Zhiyu's schoolbag pendant was an imitation peach. , made by Jing Ximing, with two green plastic leaves hanging on it.
"I understand." With his super understanding ability, Xiao Yan finally clarified Luo Zhiyu's logic, "You don't want to admit it after you became a hooligan to me."
"I didn't say that." Luo Zhiyu felt the movement behind the schoolbag, and squeezed the peach pendant on the schoolbag with his backhand, "You said it yourself."
"Let's talk about it, what are you doing tonight?" Xiao Yan couldn't help him.
A group of students who had finished class poured out of the teaching building, breaking the original tranquility of the campus. The students after school are all walking together in twos and threes. Apart from their different school uniforms and different auras, they are not abrupt in the crowd.
Luo Zhiyu told Xiao Yan a story. In the story, there is an omega Xiaohong, an alpha Xiaolan, and the true-false questions of Xiaohong and Xiaolan.
"What am I supposed to do?" Xiao Yan didn't care much, "Just for those few true-and-true questions of Xiaohong and Xiaolan?"
Probably due to the collective punishment incident a few days ago in their class, the physiology class of this year's first year was advanced by two semesters. Although many students in the class had not yet completed the second gender differentiation, Teacher Xu firmly insisted. It is believed that such education must be done as early as possible.
"I haven't missed so much at one time. I know the basics." Luo Zhiyu was a little frustrated, "but it's not the same when you choose it."
"When you answer the questions, just follow the theory, don't worry about the reality." In that multiple-choice question, Xiao Yan, who was the only one in the class who chose the correct answer B, was teaching the experience of doing the question, and then he seemed to remember something, adding After a sentence, "Of course consciousness has to keep up, I think you're fine."
"I think so too." Luo Zhiyu regained his confidence.
You can't use their experience to do the question. Similarly, you can't use the AO on the answer to interfere with the way they get along. It's just as good as before. This is the answer that Luo Zhiyu finally came up with after thinking about it all night. .
The weather in late autumn is already very cold, the temperature difference between day and night is also large, and the shadows of the trees under the street lamps are stretched very long. Luo Zhiyu didn't feel cold when he went out in the morning. He only wore a thin single shirt under his school uniform. As soon as he got out of the teaching building, Xiao Yan clearly felt that the voice of Luo Zhiyu chatting with him became a discontinuous vibrato.
Taking a few steps forward, Luo Zhiyu, who was shivering from the cold, took his schoolbag into his arms, trying to block the cold autumn wind.
"Brother Yan." Luo Zhiyu called out, "I'll help you carry your schoolbag reluctantly."
Holding two is better than holding one, Luo Zhiyu thought.
"Take it." Xiao Yan didn't expose him, but handed him the schoolbag with his schoolbag belt. Luo Zhiyu was about to run away with two schoolbags in his arms, but Xiao Yan called him again quickly, "Don't move, I didn't ask you to carry my bag for me."
"Ah?" Luo Zhiyu was slightly startled and stopped in place.
"Let's wear this." Xiao Yan opened the zipper, took out a small piece of towel quilt from his schoolbag, and handed it to Luo Zhiyu, thinking about Luo Zhiyu's picky temperament, and said, "Nothing at night. People look at you, don't worry about whether you look good or not."
"Where did it come from?" Luo Zhiyu not only didn't pick it, but also took the towel and put it on his head to block the wind, and asked about the origin of this little quilt, "You didn't, you brought a bed towel and quilt in class? You can play. "
"...In September, the weather was still cold, and sometimes I was too lazy to go back to the dormitory at noon, so I just lay down in the classroom for a while and brought this towel with me." Xiao Yan hesitated and borrowed everything, so he had no choice but to dispose of Luo Zhiyu , "I just took it back to wash it today."
The implication—
I haven't washed it for a few days, and it's stained with pheromones, so don't get close to your body.
"Understood, I'll wash it for you." The hooligan wrapped the towel even tighter, seeing that Xiao Yan was still hesitant to speak, "Do you have any questions?"
"Forget it, when I didn't say it, let's go." Xiao Yan sighed and caught up with Luo Zhiyu.
There is a canteen outside the teaching area, which is run by the family of the school teacher. At this time, the self-study has just ended, and the business of the canteen is booming as always. On this cement road, the lights of the street lamps are gradually turning on. Luo Zhi I can see from a distance that there is a large freezer at the door of the canteen.
Luo Zhiyu's pace became slower and slower, deviating from the route back to the dormitory.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Yan took Luo Zhiyu back with the bag.
"The ice cream in the freezer is waving to me." Luo Zhiyu took two steps in place, "Did you see it? Maybe we can have two peach ices, the kind I paid for."
"I can't see it, I can't see it." Xiao Yan raised his face and pushed the person away.
"Don't rush to return the towel to me." At the door of the omega dormitory area, Xiao Yan waved goodbye, "It's already autumn, and I can't use it for the time being."
"Oh, okay." Luo Zhiyu wrapped the quilt tightly and didn't plan to return it for the time being.
"Wait a minute, stop." Xiao Yan stopped him, "In order to find out if you have learned from the wrong questions, I will test you one more question."
"You said." Luo Zhiyu motioned him to ask questions.
"Apart from me, can you borrow other alpha quilts?" Xiao Yan asked.
"That's definitely not something you can borrow. You are different from them." Luo Zhiyu said firmly, "Xiaohong, don't waver."
"Okay." Although he knew that what Luo Zhiyu said was different, referring to the matching degree of pheromones, Xiao Yan still smiled, ignoring the inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart, waving his hand to chase people away, "Let's go. Let's go."
In the dormitory, Jing Ximing, who had just opened the exercise book and was about to do his homework, heard the sound of the dormitory door being opened: "Why did you come back slower than me?"
"I've been delayed for a while." When walking alone, Luo Zhiyu could walk back to the dormitory in about ten minutes, walking with Xiao Yan. I didn't talk about anything, and I walked for more than half an hour without knowing it.
Friday's No. 1 High School was the first time the whole school was cleaned since the school started. Luo Zhiyu and his group were on duty today, and they took on the task of cleaning three classes. Just after the last class, they picked up all kinds of dust removal tools. .
There were four people in their group, two of whom lived in neighboring cities. They bought tickets in advance and rushed home after school. They left first with apologetics. Luo Zhiyu and Jing Ximing not only didn't mind, they actually enjoyed it. , The two closed the doors and windows of the classroom, closed the curtains, connected the computer with their mobile phones, turned on the music to the maximum, and did a disco-style cleaning.
The scenery of No. 1 Middle School is very good. Outside the classroom window, you can see a row of ginkgo trees, and the ground is full of golden fans. Many students are returning to school this weekend. The campus is open on Friday, and there are many The parents' car was parked at the gate of the campus, and there were still people taking pictures under the ginkgo tree.
Many students and parents of the third grade this year took advantage of the open day to visit No. 1 Middle School, hoping to experience the atmosphere of the famous school in advance.
Director Wu, who also works in the Admissions Office, stood under the ginkgo tree and introduced the long history and outstanding students of No. 1 Middle School to many parents who came to visit.
"It's not bad, we came from the 19th Middle School specially, let's take a look in advance." A parent of a junior high school student said, "The students are in good spirits and their school uniforms are neatly dressed."
"In the past few years, the top students in the city's high school entrance examination have all been in our school, and they are all excellent now." Director Wu is very proud of the students in his school, "like Xiao Yan from the second year of high school and Luo Zhiyu from the first year of high school. , you should have seen their names on the news."
"I know I know." A student with a shaved head next to the parents said, "My brother Luo and Xiao Yan got into the newspaper in our city when they fought. Hahahaha."
Director Wu: "..."
The parent gave his child a blank look, motioned for his child to shut up, and continued to chat with Director Wu with a smile.
Luo Zhiyu used bgm to sing while cleaning the window. This song was new recently. He hadn't heard it a few times before, so he was not familiar with the tune.
"Wrong, wrong." Jing Ximing covered his ears, "It sounds ugly."
Just as Luo Zhiyu was about to add the correct sentence, someone at the window upstairs sang the song he just said again, and also connected the rap part at the back.
The singer's voice was very familiar. Luo Zhiyu held the window and raised his head. Sure enough, Xiao Yan was lying on the window sill upstairs, looking down, and waved his hand to greet him.
"Brother Yan, are you also on duty to clean up?" Luo Zhiyu asked upstairs through the anti-theft window outside the glass window.
"Yeah, the music in your class is too loud." Xiao Yan said, "The ground here is shaking. I guess the dean will be attracted by you later. Do you need to be so ritualistic in cleaning?"
"It's alright." Luo Zhiyu turned around and asked Jing Ximing to adjust the volume, "I found that you have the potential to be a rapper. After graduation, you can directly work for your company. Someday if you are in a good mood, I can still vote for you. a ticket."
"Thank you for the compliment." Just as Xiao Yan was about to be humble, the rag on the windowsill was accidentally turned down by his arm, passed through the gap in the security window, and just covered Luo Zhiyu's head impartially.
Luo Zhiyu: "..."
"I didn't do it on purpose." Xiao Yan leaned on the windowsill and smiled, "I haven't used a clean cloth before."
Luo Zhiyu took off the rag on his head: "Grass."
"Are you ready to be beaten?" Luo Zhiyu roared upstairs, "Stinky oranges!"
The stinky orange was gone, and a rope tied with an orange-flavored lollipop hung down from the upstairs window. The rope swayed and knocked on the window beside Luo Zhiyu.
Luo Zhiyu: "..."
Under the ginkgo tree, Director Wu is still chatting with parents from other schools—
"It's not the same as before." Director Wu found himself a step down, "This classmate is right, when they first came, they always fought, but now the relationship is much better, both are members of the student council, and Collaborate often."
"The teaching environment of No. 1 Middle School is good, and the teachers also teach well." The parents praised the point. "After all, the school spirit of No. 1 Middle School is famous."
Director Wu was very useful, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter: "I also expect them to help the school in the high school team knowledge competition next year. There are many excellent students in our No. 1 Middle School. They are civilized and polite, and they never curse. ."
In the classroom of Class 1 (3), Luo Zhiyu was about to reach out to pick up the lollipop upstairs to make amends, when the rope was staggered and pulled up again.
"What are the two children doing?" The parent glanced up at the windows on the second and third floors.
Director Wu: "?" Where
"Brother Luo!" The third-year student beside Director Wu recognized Luo Zhiyu from a distance, and greeted the sky loudly, "Long time no see."
"What are you shouting?" The parent rolled his eyes at him again, "Don't think that everyone has the same virtue as you."
"Are you sick?" Brother Luo was scolding upstairs, and his voice spread all over the ground in front of the teaching building, "Do you think you will be empty if you don't do something to me every day?"
"Did you use the word emptiness like this?" There was a sneer from upstairs, "Come up baby, I'll teach you what emptiness is."
Director Wu: "..."
These two students are really unbearable!