No.70 days

Shao Wu shivered for a while, his whole body froze——Did Yang Shuyi see it? !

"Ah? I just... I want to read your book." Because of nervousness, Shao Wu's tone was stiff.

"Then take it, a good student is a good student," Yang Shuyi smiled, "You have to hesitate for half a minute to read an idle book."

Hearing what he said, Shao Wu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that he was not seen by the strange action just now—that’s right, who would have thought that a boy would stand in front of another boy’s desk, secretly touching his used mechanical pencil ?The cold steel felt as if it was still at the fingertips. Shao Wu grabbed the "Sprout" and said briskly to Yang Shuyi, "Thank you."

"Are you still leaving?" Yang Shuyi asked.

"Let's go...how did you come back?"

"I'm not going home at noon today."

Only then did Shao Wu notice that Yang Shuyi was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, "Shuangfu Noodles" - that is the very cheap steamed stuffed bun shop.

"Why don't you go home," Shao Wu lowered his voice, "Have you had a fight with your father?"

"No, he's not at home these few days. He's out of the car to run to Yingxiu. Auntie Xiaojuan took her mother-in-law to check up today. No one is cooking at home at noon."

"Oh..." It's fine if there is no quarrel.

Yang Shuyi had already peeled off the plastic bag, and picked up a white bun. Shao Wu saw him bite down, and there was an arc-shaped gap in the round bun, but the filling was not exposed.

This bun is just like this, with thick skin and small filling—after all, it costs [-] cents each.

"...Then I'll go back." Shao Wu was talking, his eyes still fixed on Yang Shuyi's bun.

"OK Bye Bye."

After leaving school, Shao Wu took out his mobile phone and called his mother, saying that he had to make up his homework at noon, so he would not go home.His mother naturally agreed, and she repeatedly told him to sleep on the table for a while, close the classroom door tightly, don't catch cold, and have something warm for lunch, do you have enough money?

Shao Wu nodded again and again, okay, that's enough, mom, don't worry.

After hanging up the phone, Shao Wu stood at the gate of the school, a little absent-minded for a moment, he suddenly realized that since he fell in love with Yang Shuyi, he began to lie non-stop.Lies to parents, teachers, and Yang Shuyi.Although these lies do not belong to the category of harming others and benefiting oneself, in the end, in the end, he is no longer aboveboard.

Shao Wu went to KFC next to the school to buy four teams of chicken wings, two egg tarts, and two hamburgers, and brought them back to school.When he entered the classroom, Yang Shuyi had already finished eating the steamed buns, but he didn't sleep, lying on the table alone and distracted.Hearing footsteps, he turned his head, and Shao Wu saw his eyes light up: "Shao Wu?"

"I'm not going back either," Shao Wu casually pulled a chair and sat down at Yang Shuyi's table, "Depressed."

"Depressed what?"

"...Hey, while eating, I said, this set meal is discounted, and I packed it up when I couldn't finish it, please help me."

Shao Wu quickly opened the plastic bag, and distributed the chicken wings, hamburgers, and egg tarts to Yang Shuyi. He moved very quickly—he was afraid that Yang Shuyi would just say it, I'm full, you can eat it yourself.

Not only the movements are fast, but also the expression should be nonchalant, and the tone should be justified. No one taught Shao Wu these things, but he seemed to have learned them naturally to Yang Shuyi. I would rather let Yang Shuyi think that he is a young master who spends money without batting an eyelid - so that he can accept it, right?

Fortunately, Yang Shuyi accepted it. He squeezed the paper bag containing the egg tart, and smiled with lowered eyes: "This is the first time I have eaten an egg tart."

"Oh... just, I think that's it, it's too sweet," Shao Wu made up indiscriminately, "but all the set meals come with egg tarts."

The classroom is filled with the golden aroma of fried chicken and the spicy taste of chicken drumsticks.While eating the hamburger, Yang Shuyi asked Shao Wu, "Why are you depressed?"

"The old class called us to a meeting—he told us not to tell it, but we couldn't hide it—the grade has to organize a training class."

"Peiyou class?"

"Well, now there is a self-enrollment policy. Some good universities will organize senior high school students to take the exam in advance. If they pass the exam, they will be admitted with a reduced score."

"so good."

"...the school asked us to prepare for this self-enrollment, and gave us excellent classes to teach mathematics."

Yang Shuyi nodded: "That's not very good."

"Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday night, go to class after late self-study."

"Oh..." Yang Shuyi paused, "It's a bit hard."

A little hard?Shao Wu was so depressed that he almost wanted to poke Yang Shuyi's chin with his finger, but he just felt "a bit hard"?We can't leave school together!

"Yes, and I think that exam must be very difficult." Shao Wu had no choice but to follow Yang Shuyi's words, "Whether you are qualified to take the exam or not... It's a waste of time to go to the excellent class."

"That's right." Yang Shuyi, being the bottom of the class, probably couldn't give any pertinent advice, so he could only encourage his friends, "But I think you're so smart, so you won't waste too much energy."

Are you smart?Shao Wu thought to himself, if he was really smart, he wouldn't have to spend so much effort to treat you to a meal of meat.I'm depressed again and don't want to go home, and the KFC set menu is discounted, when can I just say "I'll take you to eat delicious food" with confidence?

Feeling a little sleepy after lunch, Shao Wu yawned and said a little shamelessly, "I'll lie down here for a while."

Yang Shuyi: "What about me?" A table cannot fit two heads and four arms.

"Didn't you sleep all morning..." Shao Wu pointed to the air conditioner at the rear, "You are so warm."

This is true, although Yang Shuyi's location is close to the trash can, it is also facing the air conditioner.

"Okay," Yang Shuyi smiled, "Go to sleep."

Shao Wu lay on Yang Shuyi's table with his head sideways, Yang Shuyi leaned back, and took out the "Proverbs" magazine from the drawer to read.Shao Wu secretly looked at Yang Shuyi, staring at his focused black and white eyes from behind the pages of the magazine.Yang Shuyi raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Shao Wu: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Well, I'm asleep." Shao Wu closed his eyes in a panic.

It was daytime, and the lights were turned on in the classroom, so Shao Wu's field of vision was filled with bright darkness, which was uncomfortable.However, a few seconds later, the field of vision dimmed, as if it was suddenly dark.At the same time, the tip of the nose smelled a very light ink smell.

Shao Wu opened his eyes slightly, and saw the cover of the magazine close in front of him.It turned out that Yang Shuyi leaned over and blocked the light in front of him with a magazine.

Shao Wu bent his mouth quietly, and fell asleep soundly.

Two days later, after some hesitation, Shao Wu still went to the Peiyou class.They were taught by teacher Zhang Han from the first year of high school. He is tall, handsome, and speaks fluent Mandarin. He is from Xi’an and just got married last year. At that time, sister Shan gave Shao Wu his wedding candy, and Shao Wu gave it to him again. Yang Shuyi.

Teacher Zhang Han originally led science students to participate in competitions, and mathematics in liberal arts is simpler than science. His lectures are easy to understand and his ideas are clear. He is very popular with everyone. Even Zheng Xiaoning, who has always hated mathematics, looks forward to a competition every day Three to five night training classes are over.

Shao Wu also likes Teacher Zhang Han's class, but he can't leave school with Yang Shuyi, so he still can't help but feel bitter about it.Fortunately, they are in the same class, during big class breaks, after school at noon, in physical education classes... there are always opportunities to get together to chat and play basketball.

In mid-April, Yongchuan is full of spring and lingering with vitality. The freshly released "Beijing Welcomes You" has become the designated repertoire for class exercises. Fuwa wallpaper.

On this afternoon, Yang Shuyi's father suddenly came to the school.