Chu Mian hung up QQ to watch a movie on the weekend, and found a new friend request in the lower right corner.
The other party's name is "Wolf hides against the dog", and the profile picture is the protagonist of "Yu-Gi-Oh". Chu Mian has an impression of this person, and often discusses games and animations in the class, and will say good night to everyone every night.
Chu Mian accepted the friend application, and the two did not communicate, but were lying on each other's friend lists. Chu Mian had been busy for a long time and forgot about this person. She didn't send a message until she turned off the computer before going to bed at night, "The wolf is hiding next to the dog": "Have you finished your homework?"
Chu Mian thought it was a casual greeting from a classmate, and said truthfully, "I finished writing."
[Wolf hid beside the dog]: Brother, can you show me the Physics Sunshine Class [Poor]
The teachers tore up the answers to the workbooks of several main subjects before they were issued. The students could only solve the questions by themselves, or search the Internet for reference. However, there is a more convenient way, which is to copy others' work directly.
Chu Mian sneered at all cheating behaviors, so he directly refused: "No, you can borrow it from others."
[Wolf hid beside the dog]: Coincidentally, they didn't write either
[The wolf hid the dog next to it]: It's all because there are too many Chinese homework! I wrote it six hundred times! My hands have been broken for two days!
Chu Mian remembered that this week's Chinese homework was to copy the dictation mistakes fifty times, and the more mistakes, the heavier the burden. He doesn't think this homework is too much. After all, it is the first semester, and the knowledge is very simple. As long as you are not playful and willing to spend some time memorizing, it is not a problem to write everything correctly.
But... six hundred times is too much, which is equivalent to getting four out of five answers wrong. In Chu Mian's impression, the Chinese teacher Wang did name and criticize a classmate who was extremely poor in dictation that day.
"Yu Ran?" Chu Mian asked his identity uncertainly.
[The wolf hid the dog next to it]: It's right here [Cool]
The wolf hides the dog and shared the single "Small Knife Overture" with you, click here to open QQ Music.
—This debut BGM was released a little late.
Chu Mian replied "...".
Yu Ran started to bombard him with news, begging Chu Mian to take a few photos of his physics homework, so that he could hand over the work tomorrow. Chu Mian didn't want to agree at first, but every time Yu Ran said a word, he sent out a crying emoji, and described that his arm was so sore and disabled after finishing the Chinese punishment, and now he was miserable and helpless.
Chu Mian was hesitant to be entangled by him, and gradually softened her attitude, and compromised: "Then you are not allowed to copy it for others."
Yu Ran: "Yes!"
Chu Mian took a few photos and sent them over. After a while, Yu Ran asked, "What about the last two big questions?"
Chu Mian: "Those two questions are too difficult, you can't do it."
Yu Ran: "Wow, you've considered all of this! It's so thoughtful [great]"
He didn't even feel that he was mocking him for being stupid... Chu Mian felt inconceivable.
Yu Ran: "Thank you, brother! I'll copy it, good night, bye!"
"Ok."
It has been a long time since Chu Mian received a single "good night" from someone else, and in the long dark night, he didn't even know what a sense of security was. Drowsiness during the day, insomnia at night, constant nightmares, and sometimes awakening due to shortness of breath... The anxiety and irritability caused by this are more likely to flood during the long awake nights.
He looked at Yu Ran's "good night" and envied those people who could rely on sleep for a long time.
…
Starting from this week, the first graders will go to morning self-study.
Yu Ran stepped on the class bell and ran into the classroom. His classmates watched him rush from the door to the seat by the window. While throwing down his schoolbag, he also greeted the breathless people in the front and back seats. Then he took out some homework and gave it to the group in the first row. Long, the movements were done in one go, and when he ran back, he even pulled up his pants.
"Handsome." Fang Zhao turned half of his body and looked at Yu Ran in school uniform, "You look very energetic in dark clothes."
Yu Ran snorted triumphantly, rolled up his sleeves on both sides, revealing his white and strong arms. He pulled the zipper to the end, lowered his head slightly to hide his mouth and chin in the collar of his school uniform, thinking that this would add a mysterious and unruly temperament to his young and handsome face.
But his coldness didn't last long, and he was called by his chemistry teacher to write equations on the blackboard. He stood on the podium holding chalk in his right hand and clutching his trouser waist with his left hand, lifting it a few times from time to time.
Yu Ran has a slender waist and hips, and the school uniform jacket fits well, but the trousers of the same size are very loose. If he left them alone, he could feel the trousers slowly slipping off after walking a few more steps. In the morning, when he went to school, he basically walked while lifting his trousers, which took a lot of time.
"Why don't you tie it with a skipping rope? There's still gym class in the afternoon, so it's inconvenient." Fang Zhao gave him advice.
"It's okay, I'll just carry it. When I get home, let my mother sew an elastic for me." Yu Ran tugged on his trousers and sat down, "What did you say you wanted to show me?"
"Oh, this." Fang Zhao confirmed the teacher's location, carefully took out his mobile phone and put it on Yu Ran's table, and covered it with a book, "I saw it in our school's post bar, there is a group of people in the second and third grades who want to clean up you, tell Cai Hanchuan Thank you, many people have already followed up."
Yu Ran was arranging his hair with a small wooden comb that he took out from nowhere, his hands froze, and he asked Fang Zhao in surprise, "Who is Cai Hanchuan?"
"The one you squeezed into Kung Pao Chicken last week! I've convinced you with your memory...you wrote about him before you checked."
"Oh." Yu Ran suddenly realized, and soon regained his composure, and continued to use the teeth of the comb to press down the bunch of bristling hair on the top of his head.
I blamed myself for sleeping too deeply last night and styling my hair. When I woke up in the morning and looked in the mirror, I saw a small dark brown antenna dangling in the air. After pressing it for a long time, it still bounced tenaciously.
——Even his hair can be done by himself, what an indomitable man!
"What should I do? Someone already posted your name and class in the post, saying that they will come to block you this week." Fang Zhao was obviously more worried than the person involved. "Do you want to act first and let that surnamed Cai be more honest?"
The "little antenna" was still swaying left and right, Yu Ran lost patience and dropped the comb, unscrewed the mineral water and poured it into the palm of his hand, rubbed it on the top of his head and pressed it.
Fang Zhao read everyone's speeches in the post very carefully, and after estimating the approximate number of people, he became even more anxious for Yu Ran: "They are all hanging around outside, and it seems that some from other schools are coming to help Cai. Han Chuan, Yu Ran, how many people can you call?"
Yu Ran drank water with a "gudong gudong", swallowed a big gulp, and said bluntly, "I've always been singled out."
Fang Zhao looked at him in disbelief: "You, you want to beat them so much by yourself?"
"Who said I'm going to fight them." Yu Ran nonchalantly picked up the phone on the table and handed it back to Fang Zhao, "I won't fight meaningless."
"But I read in the post bar that..."
"Whatever they want." Yu Ran interrupted Fang Zhao softly, "The seniors are only so promising." He laughed, "Leave them alone, Fang Zhao, borrow a mirror for me."
"Success." Fang Zhao quietly asked the girl in the front seat.
After Yu Ran got a small mirror, he couldn't help blurting out: "Fuck—"
After the hair on the top of the head was soaked in water and then dried, not only did the "little antenna" not return to normal, but another bunch of hair next to it stood up. Yu Ran turned his face and saw a small hollowed-out heart on his head—it was so frustrating!
For the next half a day, Yu Ran insisted on covering the top of his head with his palms, for fear that others would see his embarrassing hairstyle. When his arms drooped with soreness and weakness, he finally discovered that there was another of his own kind in the class.
"Chu Mian! You have horns on your head!" Yu Ran enthusiastically pointed at Chu Mian's forehead.
Chu Mian concentrated on her homework and didn't have time to talk to him, so she casually replied, "You still have a tail behind you."
"Really!" Yu Ran picked up the small round mirror and handed it to Chu Mian, laughing loudly, "Look, you slept on the table and suppressed the hair in front, and now it's all curled up, how stupid! "
When Chu Mian saw herself in the mirror, her eyes were serious immediately, she raised her left hand to cover her forehead, and continued to do her homework with her head down.
Yu Ran now has a sense of belonging, and Dafangfang is walking around with the little peach heart on his head. If he is laughed at by others, he will say that this is the "sensing antenna" for himself and Chu Mian. communicate by radio waves.
Of course, no one believed his nonsense.
From the beginning of school to the present, Yu Ran has gradually gotten used to the normal campus life. There are no frequent fights in sight, and he seldom hears harsh words. The teachers are all dedicated to teaching, and the students are easy to get along with.
There was the sound of books inside and outside the corridor, the fragrant flower beds were covered with light golden sunlight, and all trivial things seemed to be heading in the direction he expected.
—If Cai Hanchuan hadn't appeared again, Yu Ran could have drawn a successful conclusion to today's campus daily life.
"Your mother's idiot Yu Ran, do you dare to come over if I give you the stage?"
Fang Zhao and Yu Ran walked side by side, they didn't turn their head when they heard the voice from upstairs behind them.
Cai Hanchuan poked his head in the window on the fourth floor, swearing and provoking loudly, the students around were whispering, and some people stopped to watch the excitement.
"It's fucking insane for him to shout when so many teachers are present. After a big break, they won't block you before class, right?" Fang Zhao was a little worried, but when he turned around, he found that Yu Ran was still acting as if nothing had happened.
Fang Zhao was helpless: "How about I go talk to the head teacher?"
"Don't trouble her, I promised her last week, I won't make the same mistake again." Yu Gas calmly tore open a packet of Langweixian, and the fresh vegetable smell came over his face, "I didn't If the reason for fighting with Cai Hanchuan is to show off his prestige like him, then it would be too boring."
Fang Zhao was startled at first, and then couldn't help admiring: "Damn it, I've always underestimated you, Yu Ran. I thought you were the type who would take revenge. You're more calm than I imagined."
Yu Ran laughed, and handed it over to share his Langweixian, and his tone began to pretend to be deep again: "Male No. 9, you remember, whether a man is really strong does not depend on how many people he beats with his fists."
"—It's about whether he can still stick to his beliefs in the face of the overwhelming dark power."
Fang Zhao was confused: "Which anime is this line from?"
While the two were talking, Fang Zhao was hit lightly by something on the back. He was startled and turned around suddenly, and saw a red coke can rolling on the ground.
Yu Ran frowned and raised his head to look upstairs, only to find that it was indeed Cai Hanchuan's actions. It is estimated that he wanted to smash himself, but the jar deviated from the course in the air and landed on Fang Zhao's back.
"It's the first day I wear this school uniform." Yu Ran looked at the Coke stains on Fang Zhao's school uniform, and his face became serious, "Langweixian, take it, I'll ask him to apologize to you."
Fang Zhao hurriedly stopped him, "Don't, don't, it's okay, I can do it tomorrow after washing today, let's hurry back to the classroom."
"I'll let you hold it." Yu Ran directly stuffed the snack bag into Fang Zhao's hand. He glanced at the window where Cai Hanchuan was in annoyance, and walked directly into the teaching building.
Cai Hanchuan had already brought a few sophomore boys here to wait for him. If Yu Ran didn't come today, they planned to continue insulting the radical method tomorrow. But if this person has a good face, there will be a day of resistance.
"Brother Han, no, Lord Han." The short boy thought about what to call the boss to look domineering and dignified, and finally settled on a new nickname, "King Han, you think Yu Ran will be cowardly, right? None came up."
Cai Hanchuan slanted his mouth and jokingly said: "Let's call someone, I want to see how many people he can call as a freshman."
During the more than a year of "carrying the flag" in Chengjun Middle School, Cai Hanchuan has never had such a strong hostility towards anyone like now. In terms of force, no one can beat him, and in terms of background, no one can beat him. He has the backing of the vice principal, and he is like a fish in water in Chengjun, and he is a well-deserved "first brother". Unexpectedly, on the first day of the second year of high school, he would be robbed of the limelight by a freshman. If he lost in a fight, he wouldn't be too embarrassed, but the other party didn't do much, and directly pushed his head into the food, which caught him off guard.
The whole week passed, and Cai Hanchuan frantically washed his hair every morning and evening, and his scalp was almost inflamed from rubbing. As a result, he could still faintly smell the spicy and greasy smell of Kung Pao Chicken under psychological influence. Moreover, this incident spread throughout the whole grade, and I don't know how many people watched him behind his back as a joke.
"Brother, he's here." Several people looked at the figure of the boy at the end of the corridor, and automatically entered the state of preparation.
Cai Hanchuan took a look, "How much did you bring?"
"I don't know, no one came out from behind..." The short boy adjusted his glasses, "It seems like he's the only one."
Cai Hanchuan sneered: "Want to fight one-on-one? Fine."
As Yu Ran walked towards them, he stroked his hair lazily, trying to create a loose feeling of just waking up, so that he raised his hand to cover the raised hair on the top of his head.
Soon, people came forward to surround his path, leaving only Cai Hanchuan standing directly opposite Yu Ran, sarcastically: "Yo, you really dare to come."
Yu Ran was a little annoyed when he heard his eccentricity: "Didn't you tell me to come here? Do you want me to come?"
"Are you my dog, come here when I ask you, so obedient?" Cai Hanchuan couldn't understand him daring to speak so aggressively to himself, so he wanted to humiliate him again, "Let's discuss the account from last time now, you If I knelt down today and said, 'Brother Han, I was wrong, I am your dog', I will let you go, and I can still recognize you as a younger brother, and you will be in charge of the first year of high school in the future-this condition, bro, is it interesting? ?”
"I'll be in charge of the first year of high school?" Yu Ran subconsciously squinted his eyes, staring at Cai Hanchuan suspiciously, "You want me to be the group leader of the grade?"
The rhythm of the good negotiations was disrupted by his words, Cai Hanchuan almost couldn't hold back the desire to start: "...are you a fucking idiot?"
"In short, I'm not interested in managing others." Yu Ran said to himself, "I'm even less interested in calling you brothers."
Cai Hanchuan's eyes were cold and his voice was hoarse: "Then you can only be a dog."
As soon as the words fell, the helpers around him began to gear up and eager to try.
At this time, they saw that Yu Ran's palm finally moved away from the top of his head, as if he was about to take out some murder weapon from his pocket.
"Fuck." Cai Hanchuan realized that he was careless. He didn't expect that this freshman would carry a knife with him. If he was accidentally stabbed, there would be big troubles. He quickly winked at others, wanting everyone to hold Yu Ran's arm, lest the other party come up with something powerful.
But they were a step too late, Yu Ran's hands had already dropped to his sides—
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pulled up his trousers vigorously.