Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

Wen Yuan has a trouble recently. He scored 69 points in the math test, and the two exhibition mothers he had agreed to refuse to let him go. He is also fully aware of the seriousness of this matter.

"Hey, Xiaoyuan, I went to the office to get my homework after my morning reading, and I heard from your father that a new classmate is coming to our class."

"I know." Wen Yuan supported his chin with one hand, drawing villains on math books in boredom.

Yang Fu at the front desk moved closer: "Do you know where it came from? A man or a woman? You should be very rich to be able to get into our school's house. Did your father ask you to take care of him?"

The ballpoint pen in Wen Yuan's hand tilted and hit the back of Yang Fu's hand.

"I don't know, whoever comes, I don't want to take care of me more. Also, how many times have I told you that your father will not be allowed in school in the future."

Yang Fu shut up and smiled, at this moment, old man Wen Yuan came in.

That's right, Wen Yuan's father is Wen Yuan's head teacher.

There is nothing more tragic than this. Wen Yuan's three years in high school were like being in prison.

Although he doesn't smoke or drink, doesn't fight or make trouble, doesn't fall in love early, doesn't do any bad things, and his grades are not bad, but the fact that his father is the class teacher, even the first grader who is both good in character and academics, will find it annoying.

When the class bell rings, the first class is the head teacher's class.

Wen Yuan sat up straight, and the class teacher entered the classroom with the textbooks in his arms.

"Let's go to class! Get up!"

Behind the teacher in charge was a boy who knew without thinking that he was a transfer student. He was wearing a famous sports brand and was looking at the ceiling.

"This is a new classmate named Zhou Jianan. Welcome everyone."

There are already some girls in the class who have already started applauding nympho, but some people still like to ignore them. Many boys don't like this kind of good-looking but smelly face.

The class teacher's eyes flew over, Wen Yuan pulled out a smile, and took the lead in applauding: "Welcome!"

Attracted by the sound, Zhou Jianan looked at Wen Yuan's position, a boy with curly hair and a flattering and fake smile on his face.

quite handsome.

"Come on, new classmate, let me introduce myself."

Zhou Canaan knew that he couldn't escape this party, so he said without any struggle, "Hi everyone, my name is Zhou Canaan."

The class teacher and classmates still tilted their heads and waited for his next words.

"Thank you." Zhou Canaan said.

The head teacher looked around the class and pointed with a big hand: "Sit there, Canaan."

Yang Fu at the front table elbowed Wen Yuan's table, "Hey, look, it's true."

After Wen Yuan rolled his eyes at Yang Fu, he moved his gaze upwards, and met Zhou Jianan's gaze, and he immediately bent his eyes and smiled.

……

Zhou Jianan walked to Wen Yuan's back table, put down his schoolbag and sat down.

It was very quiet, without any movement. The head teacher had already started to talk about the papers of the weekly exam, but Wen Yuan unconsciously raised his attention to listen to the movements in the back seat. Make Wen Yuan so curious.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wen Yuan wanted to go to the bathroom, but he was about to run out before the head teacher left the classroom.

"Wen Yuan, take your new classmates to collect their school uniforms."

Wen Yuan braked: "Oh."

The head teacher left, Wen Yuan was considering whether to go to the bathroom first or take him to collect the school uniform first.

"Let's go." Zhou Jianan also stood up.

Okay, don't worry about it anymore, Wen Yuan smiled at him and said let's go.

The place to pick up school uniforms is next to the sports equipment room, on the first floor of the adjacent building.The two walked one after the other, and Wen Yuan occasionally looked back to see if Zhou Jianan had followed, and said a few words by the way, don't be so embarrassed.

But Zhou Canaan obviously didn't intend to talk to him.

When we arrived at the place, the door was ajar, but the teacher in charge was not there, Wen Yuan yelled twice, lying on the railing of the corridor bored, Zhou Jianan leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

No one speaks.

Although Wen Yuan is a good old man, he doesn't like to do things like putting a hot face on a cold butt, especially those who are handsome and rich.

When the class bell rang, the teacher in charge of the storage room still didn't come back. When Wen Yuan was hesitating whether to wait or go back to the classroom first, Zhou Jianan turned around and left first.

"I haven't received my school uniform yet!"

Zhou Jianan didn't look back: "Not wearing a school uniform will not affect my IQ."

"Not wearing a school uniform won't affect my IQ~cut." Wen Yuan learned it in a strange way, and followed him back to the classroom after a distance of three or four meters.

I didn’t get it during this recess. After the second class, it’s recess exercises. It doesn’t matter if you don’t wear school uniforms in the classroom, but points will be deducted if you don’t wear them during recess exercises. Wen Yuan looked at him wearing his own T-shirt Zhou Jianan, who was slowly following the students, felt that as the monitor, he still had to be responsible for the class.

"Hey, new classmate!"

Zhou Jianan didn't respond, and walked towards the door on his own.

Wen Yuan shouted again: "Classmate! Back table! Zhou Jianan!"

He still didn't look back, and disappeared at the door of the classroom. In desperation, Wen Yuan had no choice but to grab his coat and run out.

Zhou Jianan didn't write any ink, he followed the students to the playground with ease, and then consciously stood in the last place.

Wen Yuan came late, the formation had already stood, the music had already started, and his position was the first.

He handed the clothes to a classmate behind him.

"Help me pass on the school uniform to the new kid. If you don't wear the school uniform, you will be caught, deducted points, and scolded by the class teacher. Only the jacket is hot. Let's make a living."

"Got it."

When passing to the middle.

"Pass it to the new handsome guy. This is given to him by the class monitor. He has to wear it when it's hot. If he doesn't wear it, he will be deducted points."

"no problem."

Then pass on.

When he arrived at Zhou Canaan's place, the second-to-last sports committee member in the class handed him his coat, and Zhou Canaan took off his earphones.

The classmate said: "Handsome guy, the monitor asked you to put on your school uniform, even if it's hot, or he will deduct your points."

Zhou Canaan: ...

Zhou Jianan is not the kind of person who likes to show off. It is best to live in this school as if invisible, and leave quietly when the parents change places next time.

So he wears clothes, hot spots are small things, but the clothes are... a little tight.When doing movements, he would pull his own T-shirt and shrink up, revealing his waist.

After the inter-class exercises, Zhou Jianan didn't take off his clothes immediately, and was about to take them off when he returned to the classroom, so as not to be too conspicuous among a group of students wearing school uniforms.

But he was still very conspicuous, because everyone was wearing summer T-shirts, and Zhou Jianan was the only one wearing a coat.

"Eh."

Zhou Jianan turned his head and looked at Wen Yuan.

There was fine sweat on Wen Yuan's forehead, and he couldn't open his eyes due to the sunburn. He walked over and scratched the back of his head: "That..."

"Should points be deducted for clothes that don't fit properly? Squad leader."

"Ah?" Wen Yuan couldn't figure it out, he just wanted to ask if he should take him to pick up the school uniform now.

After Zhou Jianan finished speaking, he walked towards the teaching building on his own.

Not far away, the head teacher with arms crossed frowned.

After the morning class, Wen Yuan dawdled to write greeting words such as "Hello" and "Hi" on the English paper.

There is no other reason. I was scolded by the teacher in charge just now during recess.

However, he didn’t want to put his hot face on Zhou Canaan’s cold ass, but the father actually said that if Zhou Canaan can integrate into the group and pass the math mid-term exam, he can choose one of Italy and Dunhuang during the winter vacation. go!

Dunhuang frescoes and Italian architectural sculptures have been coveted by Wen Yuan for a long time, but my mother is too busy and my father wants to accompany my mother whenever he has time, so I have never had the chance to go.

Wen Yuan took over this burden.

"Xiaoyuan, let's eat. Yang Xiaohui is going to take pictures of the tomato stewed noodle team. Do you want to eat?" Yang Fu turned around and asked him, leaning on the back of the chair.

Wen Yuan: "Okay, eat."

But how to ask Zhou Jianan if he wants to have dinner together?

"Bros!"

Yang Fu said to Zhou Jianan: "Let's go eat together, have you got a meal card? You can't use...to use Xiaoyuan."

Wen Yuan:? ?

Zhou Canaan looked up.

"Yes, I have a lot of money in my card." Wen Yuan put on a smiling face and winked at Zhou Jianan.

Zhou Jianan looked behind Wen Yuan, there were several people waiting for him to eat together, he didn't want a group of people walking together chattering.

"No thanks."

After finishing speaking, he continued to look down at his phone.

Wen Yuan pursed his lips: "Okay."

"Look and see, just turned around in the morning, someone came to ask q, q." Yang Xiaohui circled around in front of everyone with his mobile phone.

On the phone page were messages from girls in other classes asking for Zhou Canaan's contact information.

Wen Yuan looked at the sentence "You are so handsome in an unfit school uniform" and unconsciously pursed his lips: "Nympho."

Yang Xiaohui: "But no one will refute the fact that he is handsome, he is indeed good-looking."

Everyone nodded.

Everyone had eaten enough. Wen Yuan drank a bowl of noodle soup, and looked at the aunt who was cooking the noodles with her chin in her hands. The way she shook the noodles suddenly turned into a fairy flying on the Dunhuang murals. The dough became a lute, and the apron became an indigo skirt.

so gorgeous.

"You guys go first after eating, I'll go shopping." Wen Yuan grabbed his meal card and joined the queue.

Zhou Jianan had just bought bread and milk from the small supermarket, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Yuan holding a bowl of noodles. He was walking against the wall, trying to avoid the scorching sun at noon.

While walking, Wen Yuan stopped.

Zhou Canaan walked behind him.

"New classmate, I brought you a lunch by the way."

"No, no, this is a bit too indifferent."

"Hello classmate, as the class monitor, I can't watch my classmates go hungry, so I brought you a bowl of noodles."

"Oh, why is it so strange?"

"Ahem, why don't you just put it on his table and say something to eat, you're welcome."

"Thank you." Zhou Jianan moved behind Wen Yuan.

"Ah——I'm damn..." Wen Yuan was so frightened that he almost threw the fan away, and he added another embarrassment after recognizing Zhou Jianan.

Zhou Jianan suppressed a smile: "For me?"

Wen Yuan handed it over: "Well, don't skip lunch, it's not good for your health."

This sentence is true.

Zhou Jianan took it over: "What noodles?"

Wen Yuan: "Salted noodles with tomatoes."

Zhou Jianan finished eating the bowl of noodles in the corridor, Wen Yuan slept on the table in the morning, facing out of the window, watching a handsome guy in Zhou Jianan eating noodles in the corridor, he suddenly felt that he was not so cold anymore.

When Zhou Jianan finished throwing away the packing box and walked in, Wen Yuan immediately turned his head and jumped on it, pretending that he had fallen asleep. In fact, he didn't know why he pretended to be asleep.

Then they only said one thing throughout the afternoon, that is, Zhou Jianan asked how much it was.

There is evening self-study in the high school. Wen Yuan’s study efficiency is the highest at night until 09:30. He enthusiastically made a set of math papers and a set of English papers, and read the wrong questions from the study committee. set.

When the bell rang at 09:30, the day students packed up their things and prepared to go home.

In order not to go to and from school with his father, Wen Yuan rode his electric scooter back home by himself. As the crowd moved to the school gate, Wen Yuan was about to speed up when he saw Zhou Jianan standing at the school gate to take a taxi.

You silly boy, take a taxi at the school gate, it's only strange if you can get one.

Because there are a lot of students who take taxis home, the place where everyone takes a taxi is gradually introverted. You have to walk forward for a while and get out of the range of the school gate to get a taxi.

Wen Yuan twisted the accelerator a few times, and finally decided to remind him.

"New classmate!" Wen Yuan shouted.

Zhou Jianan turned around and found that it was Wen Yuan, watching him and his electric car slowly driving towards him.

Wen Yuan: "It's not easy to take a taxi here, you have to go a little further."

Zhou Canaan: "Why?"

"Because... because everyone goes to the front to take a taxi, and all the taxis passing by here are already loaded." Wen Yuan replied.

Zhou Jianan: "Why did they go to the front to fight?"

Wen Yuan buckled the electric car faucet: "For example, if I eat one egg, I can grow one centimeter taller. Yang Xiaohui eats two eggs, and he grows two centimeters. Yang Fu is not convinced and eats three, and then he will grow taller than us." Gao, in the end everyone started eating eggs like crazy."

……

"In short, don't fight here, you will have to wait for a long time." Wen Yuan advised again.

Zhou Jianan grabbed his schoolbag: "Well, how do I get there?"

Wen Yuan pointed in the direction, and felt that the road near the school was a bit devious, and trying to take him there was going the wrong way, so Wen Yuan came up with a way.

"How about you get in my car, and I'll take you to another place to take a taxi."

Zhou Jianan looked at Wen Yuan's mini eDonkey.

"Although it's small, it's full of power." Wen Yuan patted the back seat of his own car, and shrank a little forward, indicating that two people can sit there.

Zhou Jianan still got into Wen Yuan's car, left the school road, and when he reached the first intersection, Wen Yuan put him down.

There happened to be an empty taxi coming, Wen Yuan immediately stopped it, put his foot on his electric car, stuck his head in, and wanted to ask the master if he could go.

But he still doesn't know where Zhou Canaan's family lives.

Wen Yuan turned around: "Where do you live?"

Zhou Jianan: "Bi Garden."

"Ah!" Wen Yuan turned his head again: "I also live in Bi Ting Yuan! I'm sorry, Master, I won't be leaving."

The taxi mercilessly kicked the accelerator and disappeared.

Wen Yuan watched the taxi disappear at the corner of the street, and only when he turned his head to look at Zhou Canaan did he realize that Zhou Canaan might not be willing to go back with him on a small electric donkey.

"You go first, I'll take a taxi here." Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan let out an oh, and walked away in a sensible manner. Zhou Jianan in the rearview mirror kept looking in Wen Yuan's direction, knowing that he disappeared within the range that the rearview mirror could see.

Wen Yuan's family can be considered wealthy in the local area, they live in a high-end community, and both parents have their own cars to commute to and from get off work.

He doesn't want to go to and from school with his father because his father is a teacher and his class teacher. Although Wen Yuan and his father have a good relationship, adolescent boys always need some space of their own, and the five kilometers to and from school The road is the most relaxing moment for Wen Yuan.

When I got home, my dad hadn't come back yet. It's the end of the month, and my mom is busy at the factory. I guess he went to the factory again.

After Wen Yuan washed up, he went to bed and fell asleep soundly.

After receiving the school uniform and applying for a meal card, Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan didn't seem to have much to say, except that Wen Yuan would pass the paper back when handing out the papers.

During recess, there are always many people around Wen Yuan's desk, making jokes and gossiping.

Zhou Jianan always looked out of the window on his stomach, or read a book to make papers, with a careless look, not the slightest interest in everyone's topics.

He can eat, drink and sleep. He is never late or leaves early. He is also very active in handing in homework and doing his best in cleaning. Apart from being unreasonable, he is a very good classmate.

After Wen Yuan started to have such good comments on him, Wen Yuan was at a loss for words when he read the love letter from the trash can.

Wen Yuan was speechless, and the girl next to him was crying.

She ran out of the teacher crying. The girl was not in the same class, and no one else dared to speak except for paying attention to her eyes.

Wen Yuan looked at Zhou Jianan, and then at the love letter in the trash can: "Will this be bad?"

"I said no, and let her take it away." Zhou Jianan explained.

In fact, it’s okay if you don’t explain it, it’s his own business.

Wen Yuan faltered for a while, and had no position to say anything about others. Just when he was about to say something sorry, Zhou Jianan sighed, and reluctantly picked up the love letter, and walked towards the door with a light shake.

Before everyone understood what Zhou Jianan meant, Zhou Jianan turned back and said, "Which class is she from?"

He looked at Wen Yuan and asked.

Wen Yuan didn't know either. Fortunately, someone reminded him that he was in class 11, so Wen Yuan said he was in class 11.

Zhou Jianan stood motionless at the door.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Wen Yuan admitted.

Wen Yuan felt that after the love letter incident, Zhou Jianan annoyed him even more.

Every time Zhou Jianan stayed aside in a daze in the physical education class, Wen Yuan was particularly afraid of the head teacher coming to patrol.

The pressure from the father is also increasing.

During the interval between playing basketball, Wen Yuan said to buy some drinks.

Wen Yuan went to the canteen to buy a few bottles of iced black tea, and Wen Yuan walked to the stands, where Zhou Jianan was listening to music under the shade of a tree.

"Hey," Wen Yuan sat down beside him: "Come play basketball with us."

Zhou Jianan didn't even need to look to know that it was Wen Yuan.

"it's too hot."

Wen Yuan gave him a bottle of iced black tea: "Here you are."

Zhou Jianan took a look: "No, thank you."

Wen Yuan was used to it, and was about to get up and leave when he saw the homeroom teacher appearing at the entrance of the basketball court with his hands behind his back.

Wen Yuan sat down, and deliberately moved Zhou Canaan closer.

He unscrewed a bottle of iced black tea and handed it over: "How nice to have a bottle of iced black tea on such a hot day."

Zhou Canaan stepped back: "No, thank you."

"Come on." Wen Yuan pulled out a standard smile, and the bottle almost reached Zhou Jianan's mouth.

"Really not..."

"Please, take a sip." Wen Yuan stared at Zhou Jianan with his big watery eyes.

Bewitched, Zhou Jianan almost opened his mouth, but in the end reason prevailed, and he quickly took the bottle: "I'll do it myself."

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The mid-term exam is about to come, Zhou Jianan still looks like he doesn't care about everything, and Zhou Jianan's parents want to stuff things for Father Wen Yuan from time to time, which puts great pressure on Father Wen Yuan.

This pressure was quickly transferred to Wen Yuan.

After inviting Zhou Canaan to have breakfast, going to the bathroom with Zhou Canaan, dragging him to the cafeteria together, and inviting him to and from school together on a small electric donkey.

Finally ushered in the monthly exam.

The last exam is over, Wen Yuan packs up his things and prepares to run away.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jianan also handed in the paper, with his schoolbag hanging on his left shoulder: "You got the last two questions wrong in the multiple choice questions."

"Ah?!" Wen Yuan's jaw dropped in shock.

What surprised him was that Zhou Jianan actually peeked at his paper!

Then can Zhou Canaan see all those Zhou Canaan who I usually scribble on my notebook in class?Then the picture he drew of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong sparring was seen?

Zhou Canaan: "These two questions were similar to the questions last week."

Zhou Jianan thinks that Wen Yuan treats him so well and sticks to him so tightly because he must want to get something from himself.

If it is not love, it will only be a learning aid.

Wen Yuan is a good student, and he saw that he was a top student before he showed his strength.

"It's okay," Zhou Canaan put his hands in his pockets: "I'll tell you later, don't be sad, I'll treat you to steak."

Wen Yuansheng was unlovable and was taken by Zhou Jianan to the parking lot with his schoolbag.

"Zhou Canaan, Wen Yuan!"

The two were attracted by the familiar voice, and the person who called them was the head teacher.

He strode forward with arrogance and high spirits, unconcealedly proud: "Oh, the results of the first two subjects are all out, tsk tsk tsk, yes, Canaan."

Wen Yuan bowed his head and stood up straight, waiting to be judged.

Zhou Canaan asked modestly how much he had taken the test.

"A total of 14 points were deducted for the two subjects. Judging from these two subjects alone, they are currently ranked first in the school." The head teacher patted Zhou Jianan on the shoulder.

Then he shifted his gaze to Wen Yuan: "Wen Yuan, don't you want to learn math anymore? The last monthly exam scored 69, and this time it's still 69. You and 69 are on the bar, right?"

Wen Yuan lowered his head: "What a coincidence."

"Coincidentally, you're tall! You won't be able to go to college if you get such bad grades in the exam!"

Seeing that the head teacher was about to slam Wen Yuan on the head, Zhou Jianan quickly reached out to block it: "Teacher, this is not very good..."

"I think a score of 69 is even worse! I asked you to take care of the new classmate, why don't you learn from the new classmate! You..." After saying that, the head teacher raised his hand and wanted to hit Wen Yuan on the head.

"teacher!"

"dad!"

……

The teacher in charge is gone.

Wen Yuan rubbed his nose: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a steak."

"The head teacher is your father, and your father asked you to take care of the new classmates." Zhou Jianan turned around with a dark face and left, "Go and eat by yourself."

"Hey, Zhou Canaan!" Wen Yuan hurried to catch up: "But I really like it, no, I really think you are a good buddy, Canaan!"

Wen Yuan was riding a small electric donkey, and Zhou Jianan was counting money in Wen Yuan's wallet in the back seat.

"It's just 340 yuan, and I can eat the 170 set meal." Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan was in great pain: "Okay, no, no, 340 can order the couple set meal, and there will be an extra drink and a snack platter."

Zhou Jianan: "The two men can order."

Wen Yuan: "Why not? Let's just say we are a couple. Where did you read the news two days ago? Same-sex marriage is legal, and we probably will soon."

Zhou Canaan laughed.

It was a cool evening in a small town in September, and the slightly curly hair of the boy in his electric car was flying, hitting the tip of his nose and chin.

Itchy, strange and tender.

He suddenly looked forward to it.

Looking forward to the couple package, looking forward to the sunset tomorrow, looking forward to the monthly exam results, looking forward to the time to be spent with this person.

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