After Li Cheng borrowed Xiao Yiheng's big homework, he felt like he had opened a plug-in, and he walked a lot more briskly. His plan was perfect. As soon as he got back to the dormitory, he planned to write hard and finish the crappy homework as soon as possible... However, he forgot that the essence of human beings is pigeons.
On Monday, Li Cheng ate chicken all day and didn't write.
On Tuesday, Li Cheng and his younger brothers went out to fight in groups without writing.
On Wednesday, Li Cheng was so tired from training that he didn't write.
On Thursday, Li Cheng ate too much and didn't write.
On Friday, Li Cheng…
Damn, it's Friday, Li Cheng can't help but write! ! ! ! !
The homework is due on Saturday, but the 1,200-word essay has only one title so far. Li Cheng looked at the empty manuscript paper, and really couldn't remember how he wasted the past few days.
He could only sharpen his gun before the battle, hurriedly took Xiao Yiheng's big homework and read it twice from beginning to end, picking out some parts, barely making up a few hundred words - and at this time, there were still twelve hours before the end of Friday. .
Uh, since there are still twelve hours, why don't he take a break and play games to relax
So, Li Cheng started to fish again. The difference is that he was very leisurely fishing before, but now he is very nervous.
You see, he's shaking his legs anxiously while playing the game, isn't that enough to show that he values the homework that hasn't been done yet
In this way, he spread out on the desk and only completed one third of the homework, and secretly played mobile games under the desk. He just lowered his head and raised his head again - huh huh? ? What's the matter, why are you out of school? Where did the intervening hours go?
When the school bell rang, the surrounding students got up and packed their schoolbags. For students in a residential school, the school bell every Friday is definitely the most beautiful music in the world. Only Li Cheng sat blankly on the seat, facing the unfinished homework in front of him, leaving tears of pigeons behind.
"Brother Li, if you really can't hold back, then there is only one way." Huang Yelun, a stinker, came to offer advice again, "Can't you find a shooter? After the shooter is finished, you can copy it yourself, guarantee Not wrong."
"But who can I turn to be the shooter?"
Huang Yelun winked at him: "Who else is looking for my sister-in-law... Cough, I mean, Xiao Yiheng. He is the first in the grade. Isn't this kind of small paper at his fingertips?"
"Impossible." Li Cheng curled his lips, "He's my teaching assistant in this class. Am I crazy to ask the assistant to be a shooter for me?"
Huang Yelun thought to himself, what kind of role-playing are Brother Li and sister-in-law playing, they are quite involved. What kind of teachers and students, I have seen a lot of small movies about this theme, the door is closed, the lights are turned on, is there any "Private Tutoring After Class.avi"
Huang Yelun reminded him vaguely: "It's fine if you don't want him to be the shooter. Don't you say it all, he is a teaching assistant, and you are the temporary monitor. Isn't it just right for the assistant to help the monitor? Brother Li, just say something soft. , Xiao Yiheng is willing to let you fail the exam?"
"...Why do I think you sound weird."
But I have to admit that Huang Yelun's proposal really entered Li Cheng's heart.
The beta female teacher in "National Health Education Class" is too difficult to deal with. If Li Cheng can't complete his homework, she will never let him go. If he can't complete the homework, he can't pass the exam, he can't get the diploma, and he can't go to the university to study the preparatory course in advance...
Li Cheng shivered all over, picked up the phone immediately, and clicked on Xiao Yiheng's contact information.
Lili Orange: Xiao Yiheng, are you there
Lili Orange: Don't leave after school! !
Persevere:…
Perseverance: What, brother Li is asking me to fight in the alley
Grain Orange: [embarrassed]
Lili Orange: Don't fight, I have a serious business with you.
Perseverance: You say what is going on first, and then I will judge whether it is serious or not.
Grain Orange:…
Lili Orange: My homework is almost over, can you help me
Perseverance: It's still a little bit closer, how much is it
Lili Orange: Uh, it's still a thousand.
Xiao Yiheng didn't reply for a long time.
Li Cheng also felt that his face was blushing. The 1,200-word essay was due tomorrow, but he only wrote 200 words. Now he still wants to find Xiao Yiheng as the shooter. If it were someone else, he would have committed suicide by embarrassment.
But who is Brother Li? He is still quite "bend and stretch" on such key issues.
Thinking of this, Li Cheng pressed the voice recording button, cleared his throat, and said in the most artificial voice of his life, "Mr. Xiao, I want to make an appointment for your after-school tutoring tonight, can you?"
As soon as the hand was released, the voice was sent out with a "swoosh".
Li Cheng had goosebumps all over his body. He was too embarrassed to listen to it again. He threw the phone on the table as if it was hot, and even slammed it over.
A minute later, the phone rang a crisp whistle.
Li Cheng stretched out his arms, carefully turned over the phone, and narrowed one eye to look at the screen—
Persevere: Come to the art classroom now.
Perseverance: I am waiting for you.
…
In the empty teaching building, only Li Cheng's footsteps echoed in the corridor.
He stopped in front of the art classroom, and his hand was about to land on the door several times, but inexplicably retracted it.
The manuscript paper in his hand was almost torn by him, and he stared at the title on the manuscript paper, hoping that the words on it would be strong enough to cover the entire page.
Li Cheng raised his hand in the air for the fourth time. This time, his hand paused for several seconds in front of the door panel. The moment he finally made up his mind to knock on the door, the door of the art classroom suddenly opened.
Li Cheng's hand was still stupidly raised in the air, staring blankly at Xiao Yiheng who appeared behind the door.
The rich smell of paint came to his face. Xiao Yiheng was wearing a burlap apron. The apron looked dirty, and a lot of paint had been rubbed against him, and even his fingertips were stained with some color.
Raunchy sloppy.
Li Cheng blinked his eyes very slowly, and today he "unlocked" another Xiao Yiheng who he had never seen before.
"So you really know how to draw?" Li Cheng blurted out, and quickly realized that this sentence was pure nonsense.
If Xiao Yiheng didn't know how to draw, teacher Qiu Xian would not treat him differently, nor would he specially leave him the key to the art classroom.
Xiao Yiheng didn't answer this obvious question, he let the door open and motioned Li Cheng to enter the house.
Li Cheng closed the door casually. The art classroom was the same as when he came last time. More than a dozen easels were stacked in the corners, and some easels were placed with completed paintings. Even a layman like Li Cheng could see at a glance that those paintings had a strong personal style, and at first glance they were made by the same person.
"Xiao Yiheng, you didn't draw these, did you?" Li Cheng was amazed.
"Well." Xiao Yiheng didn't explain much. He threw the brush into the brush holder, took off his apron, and moved the half-painted picture to the corner of the wall. When doing these things, his movements are unhurried, with an indescribable elegance.
Li Cheng asked, "Do you come here to paint for a while every day after school?"
"If there are no accidents, I will draw."
"Accident?"
Xiao Yiheng put down his rolled up sleeves and glanced at him lightly: "You are an accident."
Li Cheng thought to himself, he was more than an accident, he was obviously an accident x2.
"Do you only paint landscapes?" Li Cheng looked at them one by one. There were five or six paintings in the classroom, including empty and quiet campuses, busy streets, idyllic paths, and romantic castles. "Why don't you draw people?"
Xiao Yiheng did not answer this question.
But Li Cheng didn't need to hear his answer, his attention had shifted to the next topic: "Why have I never heard that you can paint before? Take our principal's pompous style, you The character design of learning gods and artistic talents is enough for him to brag for years."
"He doesn't know." Xiao Yiheng's answer surprised him. "The fact that I can paint is a secret. Very few people know about it. You are the third one."
"The third one?" Li Cheng suddenly became unhappy when he heard it. Xiao Yiheng was the first alpha to know the secret of his glands; how could Li Cheng become the third person to know about Xiao Yiheng's secret
Li Cheng's face is a tiger, like a swelled puffer fish: "Who are the first two?"
Xiao Yiheng raised his eyebrows: "It's Teacher Qiu and her lover."
"...Oh." The little puffer fish touched his nose and let out his breath silently, "That's right, that's right."
Teacher Qiu is Xiao Yiheng's mentor, and Xu Jun is Teacher Qiu's lover. If they are excluded, Li Cheng is the first person to know Xiao Yiheng's secret.
After realizing that they had exchanged a precious secret, the omega boy was in a good mood. If he was really a kitten, he would have put his tail up into an antenna and started to swing proudly from side to side.
"Okay, no time for small talk." Xiao Yiheng looked at his watch and urged him, "I don't have much time left for you. You still have a thousand words to finish. What are you doing this week?"
When he mentioned his homework, Li Cheng lost his energy. He slowly pulled out a chair and sat down, spread out the manuscript paper on the table, staring at the title with a sullen face.
What is he doing this week? That's a lot. He's busy saving Azeroth, he's learning to skydive, he's guarding our crystals... He just doesn't have time to learn.
Xiao Yiheng also pulled a chair and sat next to him. He took the crumpled manuscript paper from under him, frowning and recognizing Li Chenglongfeifengwu's font.
The 1-on-1 after-school tutoring is finally about to officially start.
…
"Fuck-trough-" Li Cheng sighed and threw himself on the table, "I'm really exhausted!"
The manuscript paper under him was already densely filled with words, a total of 1,201, and one more word was considered a face for the graders.
God knows, what kind of inhuman humiliation(?) and torture(?) he suffered in the few hours after school, Xiao Yiheng is a slap in the face, his mouth is poisonous and mean, and he takes Li Cheng's little one. The thesis was criticized for nothing.
From the idea to the theme, it was completely overturned and completely reconstructed, and he even mocked him "can't even copy homework".
But I have to say that the first grade is worthy of being the first. With Xiao Yiheng (cough, cough), the gunman (cough, cough) to help me with the outline, Li Cheng has never been so easy to write. He has completely become an emotionless text output machine. Hold it on the pen, and you can write non-stop.
The entire article has a neat structure and rigorous wording. If Li Cheng could also have such a powerful plug-in in the exam, he would not be the last one in the Chinese exam.
Teacher Xiao's after-school tutoring was really effective. Li Cheng was lying on the table and turned his head to look at the alpha boy beside him.
"Hey, Xiao Yiheng," Li Cheng asked, "are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Xiao Yiheng said coldly, "I've long been full of you."
Li Cheng rested his head on his arm and said in a squeamish tone, "but I'm hungry."
"..." Xiao Yiheng looked away, turned back after a while, and asked in a helpless tone, "What do you want to eat? At this time, the school cafeteria should be closed."
With a smile, Li Cheng took out his phone and pushed it in front of Xiao Yiheng: "Actually, before my tuition started, I called Xiaohu and asked me to send a bucket of fried chicken. He should have arrived at the school gate by now."
Their school is big, and he is a petite and frail omega (Brother Tiger:?), he doesn't want to go to the school gate to get takeout, naturally he has to push it to the strong alpha.
What can alpha say. Alpha could only stand up resignedly, put on his coat, and prepare to go out to get takeout.
"Wait!" Li Cheng sat up and stopped Xiao Yiheng.
Xiao Yiheng looked back at him: "what's the matter?"
Li Cheng held his chin with one hand, and his toes swayed: "Remember to bring your wallet, the fried chicken money hasn't been given to Xiaohu."
Xiao Yiheng: "..."
Ancestor, really a small ancestor.
Xiao Yiheng could only come back to get his wallet. Li Cheng, the little ancestor, took up the private time of the teaching assistant and asked for one-on-one tutoring. After tutoring, he would not even pay for fried chicken. There is really no bad student who is more cunning than him in the world.
Is Xiao Yiheng the kind of person who swallows his voice
Naturally not.
Before he walked out of the art classroom, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Li Cheng.
"I'm going to pick up takeout, you can rest here. You can look at all the paintings in the art classroom, but," Xiao Yiheng drew a circle with his fingers in the classroom, and finally landed on a pair of felt cloths in the corner. On the painting, "—that painting, you don't move."
Li Cheng was stunned, he followed Xiao Yiheng's fingers and looked at the inconspicuous easel in the corner. The easel looked no different from the surrounding easels, except that it was covered with a layer of cloth. Li Cheng had seen it a few times before and didn't care.
But Xiao Yiheng deliberately "reminds" Li Cheng that he is not allowed to look at it before he left - this was exactly on Li Cheng's curiosity, making him scratch his ears and want to know what was hidden under the felt cloth.
Li Cheng accused: "Xiao Yiheng, you are too cunning! Are you deliberately seducing me and wanting me to uncover that layer of cloth?"
"You can try," Xiao Yiheng left a meaningful smile, "bad students who are disobedient will be punished by the teacher."
Then, he closed the door gracefully and left.
The door closed with a "click", Li Cheng jumped up from his seat, and rushed to the felt cloth in an instant.
He was a man of disgust, and his curiosity was so strong that he could kill eighty cats.
He reached out to take off the felt cloth, but when he thought of the "punishment" mentioned by Xiao Yiheng, he hesitated again.
What kind of painting is hidden under the felt cloth
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Damn, I feel like everyone can guess what it was painted hhhhh