Xu Huanyi and I met in cram school, and I have always wondered why he would make up classes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYou must know that Xu Huanyi is the top few in our school's Chuying class, and her grades are not decent. Sitting firmly in the first place in mathematics in the grade, I often see his name on the large and small display boards in the school. It's so strange to see him in cram school today. What? You ask me why I'm making up classes? Hehe, I can only laugh embarrassedly, I'm an art student.

Xu Huanyi opened the door and motioned for me to go in, and I politely said thank you and followed him inside. He moved a chair and handed it to me, and took a cup of hot water for me. I was so sweet and sat on his left hand.

"Teacher Sun is out, I'll be back later" Xu Huanyi saw that I didn't move for a long time and took the initiative to speak.

"Oh," I reacted, pulling out my homework book from my bag and spreading it out on the table. Math, hey, I really have a headache to look at, I'm stuck again. Slanting his eyes at the past, Xu Huanyi's pen only paused slightly, and he wrote a special training book with a few strokes. His hands are so good-looking, fair and slender, not much better than those of us who play the piano professionally and maintain it diligently. I'm so jealous, why is a boy with such good-looking hands.

After a few glances, he retracted his gaze and returned to the headache of the homework book.

I'm a person, I have a bad problem, a manic and depressed, I like to bite things, catch something and bite anything, for this my mother has beaten me since I was a child, but I can't change it. I was at a loss for what to do with my pen, completely unsure of where to start.

A cold voice came from the other side of the "set formula".

Hearing the voice, I raised my head, saw that no one looked up, and said a little puzzled: Are you talking to me?

Xu Huanyi raised his head to look at me and asked suspiciously: Is there a third person here?

I:.....

I lost the first confrontation, so I had to honestly bury my head in struggle, and I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't, so I simply didn't write it. Frustrated, he threw the pen aside and left it to fend for itself.

I don't know if my movements are too big Xu Huanyi raised his head and asked: What's wrong? After turning his head and seeing that I didn't write a word, he couldn't help but ask helplessly: Didn't you tell you to use a formula? Why didn't you write a word? I heard the subtext of "Are you a pig" in his words, my face turned red, and I snorted: "I don't understand 、、、." "Really, can you bully people like this with good grades?

I looked at him with resentment on my face, and he didn't shy away from looking back, and after looking at him for a long time, he finally had no choice but to lose, and took the pen from my hand: "Won't it be there?" "I think he's the first in the grade, so I'll just let him teach me.

"This question should be written like this, first of all, you have to read the question carefully, this kind of question is very simple, and it is used to use those formulas. ”

......

"Do you understand?" he systematically and carefully reviewed the previous content and important knowledge points for me. I have to admire him, he has very, very unbelievable logic, and his organization is amazing.

"Uh-huh, I see, I see. I took the pen from his hand, and when I saw the question, the steps in my mind suddenly became clear. I finished it in a hurry and handed it to him.

"Well, by the way," he looked up, "Actually, you are also very logical and have good comprehension skills, but you haven't been exposed to formulas for too long, and you are not proficient in using them." You can write for two more days and you'll be fine. "

"Thank you" I happily took the homework book, full of a sense of accomplishment. "I was participating in the training camp before, and you know that the art student training camp is very strict. The professional pressure is terrifying, and there is no time to learn about culture. I haven't read a book for nearly half a year, and I've almost forgotten what it looks like. I explained as I turned my pen.

"Are art students stressful right now?" he looked up at me.

"Yes, you don't know that there are tens of thousands of local candidates alone, but there are not as many as your liberal arts students, or you are under a lot of pressure. Haha, it's quite reassuring to think about it this way. I looked at him with a smile, and there was a brief distraction in his eyes, he was not very good-looking, he did not have handsome eyebrows, he did not have a towering nose, but he had a pair of obsidian eyes, like a deep, deep whirlpool, like a magic to suck every unsuspecting person into his eyes.

Many years later, I will wonder if it was probably his eyes that were so charming, otherwise how could I be so tempted. With the courage of a moth to a fire, to change to such a barren ending.

But I didn't like him when I first saw him, so I guess I had a little admiration at most. At least at that time, I was able to control my mind so that I didn't lose myself and my mind so much.

As soon as I withdrew my eyes, the doorbell rang, and I hurriedly got up to open the door.

"Yang Zimu, are you also here to make up the class?" opened the door and turned out to be my classmate. I turned to him sideways and let him go in, then closed the door and walked inside.

"You know, I've been here all along. I told you last time, and you definitely didn't take it to heart. Why?, Teacher Sun, hasn't come yet?" Yang Zimu patted Xu Huanyi's shoulder very comfortably, and said jokingly: Brother, I haven't seen you for half a year when I went out for training, and I really have your legend wherever I go. ”

Xu Huanyi didn't react when he heard his praise, and laughed it off.

He didn't say that I didn't think it yet, but as soon as he said that I remembered, the make-up class was only two hours in total, and it was halfway through, so what happened when the teacher didn't come yet?

I saw that the two people on the other side looked accustomed to it, and I couldn't help but ask: Has Mr. Sun always been in this style of teaching?

Yang Zimu looked puzzled: What style?

Me: For example, if you have two hours of class and don't come for an hour and a half?

Yang Zimu looked at me with a normal face and said with a smile: "What is this, Lao Sun still has two hours, and when he doesn't come for two hours, you will naturally know after a long time." Just get used to it. After saying that, he looked at me with a reassuring expression.

"How do you usually take classes, are you self-taught?" I questioned.

"Well, the great god is self-taught, I just listen to the great god. Yang Zimu pointed at Xu Huanyi and said.

I looked at Xu Huanyi in amazement, such a god? Well, my admiration and cognition of the great god has risen to a higher level.

While we were talking, the doorbell rang again. I got up again and went to open the door. This time it's really Mr. Sun.

"Hello Teacher Sun", although I usually have a big grin, but in front of the teacher, I still have to establish an image of my good baby.

Mr. Sun is a very cute little old man, his eyes are fascinated when he laughs, especially the land lord of the land temple in ancient times. But if Mr. Sun knew that I thought so, he probably wouldn't laugh like that anymore, haha.

"Yo, you're still here so early. Not bad, yes, quite motivated. Teacher Sun looked at me approvingly.

But I really want to cover my face, teacher, it's not too early... Fifteen minutes before class ends.,Hey...

"I'm not here in the future, if you have any questions, just ask Xu Huanyi, it's okay, ask boldly, if he dares to teach you, you will come to me." ”

I held my forehead helplessly, teacher, what is the matter with your face, and Xu Huanyi, there is a feeling of a senior brother, in short, it is really ruined. But no matter what, my happy make-up life began like this.

If I had known that I would lose such a happy time, I would have cherished it even more, but time cannot be predicted in advance, life is long, but there is no time to turn back.