Chapter 45: Take it seriously

Xiao Mu walked into the slightly dilapidated classroom, and the students who were immersed in the hustle and bustle did not notice Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu reached out and stroked Guo Yang's little head, "Little brother, what's wrong?"

Guo Yang was obviously unhappy with Teacher Ma's teachings, "What else can I do, I just feel uncomfortable!"

After speaking, he got up and let Xiao Mu sit in.

"Bang"

Guo Yang moved very much, and the sound he made attracted the strange eyes of the students.

The noisy classroom was silent in an instant, and they all stared at Xiao Mu and Guo Yang.

Unexpectedly, Guo Yang stood up like a rampaging little sun, pointed and said, "What do you see, haven't you seen a mad tiger?"

The classmates returned to their seats one after another, perhaps frightened by the unusually irritable Guo Yang.

"I'll go, there's no need to be so angry!" Xiao Mu took Guo Yang's hand.

Guo Yang turned his head and glanced at Xiao Mu, "Aren't you angry? Don't you think Teacher Ma is very unreasonable? Don't you feel wronged?"

"Huh"

Xiao Mu sneered: "Grievances? What grievances are there? Let's look at the point, in the eyes of adults, we are all the same, we are all people who are at fault, we can't change anything, it's just ourselves who are sad." ”

Guo Yang broke free from Xiao Mu's pull.

"Bang"

Sitting on the stool again, but this time the classmates didn't turn their gaze, perhaps shocked by Guo Yang's violent temper.

This time, Xiao Mu didn't speak, nor did he glance at Guo Yang, but quietly took out his textbook and prepared for class.

"Xiao Mu, you have changed, you are really different from before. Guo Yang looked at Xiao Mu and said.

Xiao Mu nodded slightly, and said softly, "Well! ”

There was not too much language, and Guo Yang didn't ask too much, only to see him crawl on the desk and fall asleep.

The class bell rang in my ears and didn't go away for a long time.

On the stage, Mr. Ma was giving a lecture conscientiously.

Xiao Mu looked at the sleeping Guo Yang and wanted to wake him up, but he was afraid that Guo Yang would say something about him, so he gave up.

Xiao Mu had no choice but to pick up the pen and continue to listen to the class, leaving Guo Yang aside.

The time of the lesson is fast and passes before you know it.

After 45 minutes, the classroom resumed to be noisy, but unfortunately it failed to wake Guo Yang.

In this way, Guo Yang slept until the middle of the second class, and it was Xiao Mu who woke him up.

This is a math class, and Xiao Mu doesn't seem to be very sensitive to math, and he can't keep up with the teacher's rhythm.

I dropped the chain halfway, and it was a little difficult to listen to the class, so I had to wake up Guo Yang.

After all, in Xiao Mu's heart, Guo Yang at that time was very good at learning.

Xiao Mu stretched out his hand and shook the sleeping Guo Yang, "Boy, wake up, go to sleep again, your father should come and invite you back." ”

Being tossed by Xiao Mu like this, Guo Yang slowly opened his eyes, a little blurry.

I vaguely heard the teacher's lecture, and I was instantly at a loss and at a loss.

"Why, it's going to class so soon?" Hua Rong asked as she looked at Xiao Mu in confusion.

Xiao Mu calmly told Guo Yang: "It's not, it's just one class, you've slept for almost two classes." ”

Guo Yang was stunned.

Guo Yang was at a loss, took out the textbook in a panic, and looked at Xiao Mu's book, "Talk, the sermon is on the pages and questions, it's over, I can't keep up." ”

On the contrary, Xiao Mu was very calm and told Guo Yang which topic to talk about again, "What, are you afraid that you won't be able to keep up?

Guo Yang finally came to his senses, "I know a little bit, but I don't know everything." Some of them are quite difficult. ”

Xiao Mu stretched out his right hand, clenched his fists, and said to Guo Yang: "Come on! Let's work together." ”

Guo Yang was very impatient, ", I don't have that mind." Hurry up and listen to the class, I don't know how much I missed. ”

Xiao Mu didn't get angry because of this, because they didn't account for too much between them.

Rather, it creates a sense of fear and oppression.

Thinking of the bet he made with Zhang Laohan - the first place in the exam, and then looked at Guo Yang next to him, he instantly felt the pressure, how easy it is to take the first place, besides, there are more than 50 students in the class, and there will be classmates who are better than themselves.

Xiao Mu fell into meditation and didn't know where the lecture was going.

Suddenly, I only heard the teacher assigning today's homework, and I was relieved.

But in this class, Xiao Mu listened to it in a daze, and didn't understand the lesson being taught.

"Oh, let's talk about it!" he thought silently.

After a day of class, Xiao Mu looked a little tired.

Just as Guo Yang was about to go home, Xiao Mu stopped him.

"Hey, Guo Yang, can you stay and do your homework with me?"

At first, Guo Yang didn't agree, "Why should I stay, wouldn't it be better for me to go back and do it?" ”

Xiao Mu was a little anxious, his eyes kept rolling, "No, the teacher will find out if I copy it, besides, if I copy it, won't I be wrong, won't I be wrong in the first exam?"

"Ahem! You also took the first place in the test at your level? Come on, take what you can, go home early and wash and sleep!"

After speaking, Guo Yang picked up his schoolbag and turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom.

"Smack"

Xiao Mu picked up a book casually and threw it at the door, but fortunately it didn't reach Guo Yang.

"Boy, you get back to the master!"

Guo Yang was obviously frightened, pointed at Xiao Mu and scolded: "Zhang Xiaomu, don't think that I'm really afraid of you, you actually threw me with a book." ”

took off the schoolbag behind him, rushed to Xiao Mu viciously, clenched his fists and hit Xiao Mu's chest.

Xiao Mu was not angry.

Yes, no anger!

"Have you had enough, are you comfortable?"

Calmly and smilingly, Guo Yang was a little shocked.

"What?

Obviously, Guo Yang was still very angry and had no intention of backing down.

"Smack"

gave Xiao Mu another slap.

Xiao Mu knew very well in his heart that Guo Yang needed to vent his emotions, but he couldn't let Guo Yang fight in vain.

So Xiao Mu still fought back, and the two fought together.

Both of them fell to the ground, and the dusty floor was polished a little shiny by the two of them, and they refused to give up until they were exhausted.

Xiao Mu looked at Guo Yang and smiled and said, "Is it enough, is it cool, do you want to come again?"

In fact, Xiao Mu was just talking, and he didn't have any strength at all.

"Cool, that's enough, don't fight, it's a good fight!" Guo Yang shouted loudly.

Xiao Mu leaned on the chair with both hands and sat down, "Come on, you can teach me to do my homework this time." ”

At this moment, Guo Yang did not refuse.

patted the dust on his body, wiped his hands casually, took out the cleaned homework, and wrote his homework with Xiao Mu.

It's ridiculous to say, the "two brothers" who just fought were reconciled in the next second, maybe this is the so-called brotherhood.

Guo Yang answered Xiao Mu's doubts very carefully, and Xiao Mu also let Guo Yang vent, and he didn't have to write his homework until he went home, which made Xiao Mu very complacent.

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened.

"Let's go, homework is almost over, it's time to go home. Xiao Mu said to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang was naturally happy, so the two of them packed up their things together, and you chased me out of the classroom and out of the school gate.

At the door, Xiao Mu waved his hand with Guo Yang on his back and walked home in a dashing manner.

Going home so late is naturally indispensable to be scolded in normal times, and today is not only a late return, but also disgraced.

When Guo Yang couldn't see himself anymore, Xiao Mu was windy with his feet and rushed to the door of the house desperately.

In a hurry, he quickly pushed the door open, only to see Zhang Laohan sitting precariously, smoking a dry cigarette, staring at himself like a torch.