Saturday make-up classes in the third year of high school. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The last class in the afternoon was only ten minutes old, Yu Zhe couldn't sit still, turned around and squeezed his eyebrows at Zhao Zejun, Zhao Zejun dozed off on the table and didn't see it, Yu Zhe wrote a note and passed it over, asking if he was going to play in the storm or going to eat barbecue at night.

Zhao Zejun replied with a mouth shape 'fried skewers', what are you kidding, how expensive is hot pot, one hot pot is enough to eat fried skewers for a week.

The note was passed by He Hui, who was sitting at the same seat, and He Hui saw the content of the note, and said sourly: "The quality of life has been good recently, Yu Zhe is a big money." ”

Zhao Zejun smiled and didn't explain.

In the two lives, Zhao Zejun didn't like He Hui very much.

This guy belongs to the 'limelight' in the class, with good grades, handsome, poor family conditions, and parents are farmers, so he is willing to endure hardships in learning, loves to drill camps, is very discerning, and is especially active in serving tea and water to the teacher to wipe the blackboard, and is very favored by Mr. He.

It's not that Zhao Zejun looks down on him because He Hui is poor, Zhao Zejun has many friends from poor family conditions and from the countryside, but he can't get along with He Hui.

The aura is not compatible, and they look down on each other. Zhao Zejun feels that He Hui is too narrow-minded, giving people a sense of yin and yin, a bit like the perverted male protagonist in the recently hit domestic violence TV series Don't Talk to Strangers, with low self-esteem and arrogance, and he is also very sensitive.

He Hui couldn't get used to Zhao Zejun's style as a city child, and he often spoke with a gun and a stick.

I've been sitting at the same table for three years, but I'm not a friend.

At this moment, Xia Yubing, who was sitting in the other row, also sent a note to He Hui.

Like most of the boys in the class, He Hui also has a crush on Xia Yubing, and like most boys who have a crush on Xia Yubing, Xia Yubing has always been cold to He Hui, and suddenly received a note from his dream lover, He Hui was stunned for a moment.

Xia Yubing passed me a note?!

Xia Yubing slammed Zhao Zejun's mouth and motioned for him to give the note to Zhao Zejun.

He Hui's face suddenly became ugly, and a nameless fire rushed to his head.

Why!

Seeing that he was holding the note and not moving, Xia Yubing's brows furrowed slightly.

He Hui hurriedly suppressed the anger in his heart, handed the note to Zhao Zejun, and said in a sour tone: "You have been very busy lately, both men and women are killed." ”

Zhao Zejun ignored him, unfolded the note and looked at it.

He Hui also cheekily came over to take a look.

A line of gestures is slightly sharp, but very delicate small characters.

The words are good, but the content is inexplicable, two not very good limericks.

'Monday after Monday, Monday and Monday'

He Hui was stunned, what does this mean?

I was stunned for a while, and muttered 'Well, it's quite meaningful'.

"The artistic conception of fart. Zhao Zejun glanced at He Hui with disdain.

He didn't understand it at first, but it took him a few seconds to understand.

The last time I asked Xia Yubing to send her home, I was anxious to record the memory of rebirth, saying that tomorrow, she said that tomorrow would be the weekend and there would be no classes, and she changed her words to say Monday......

It's been almost a month, so it's 'Monday after Monday'.

After the class bell was laid, the classmates left after a while, except for the four students on duty who stayed to clean up in the classroom, only Zhao Zejun, Xia Yubing and Yu Zhe were left.

Xia Yubing lay on the table, pretending to be doing her homework, but at a glance, she knew that she was actually waiting for someone.

Yu Zhe has gained the upper hand in CS recently, and people are a little inflated, but fortunately, no matter how much he swells, he will not think that Ban Hua is waiting for him, and asked Zhao Zejun tentatively: "Tonight, are you still going to play?"

While quietly rushing to Xia Yubing's mouth in the direction of Nunu.

Before Zhao Zejun could speak, Xia Yubing suddenly raised his head, glanced at Yu Zhe expressionlessly, and didn't say a word.

Xia Yubing, a cold girl, has an aura that no one is close to, most boys are actually more or less afraid of her in addition to their crushes, Yu Zhe was stared at by her, her cold hair was about to stand up, and she smiled: "Oh oh, I understand, I understand, Zejun, then I'll go first, and I'll make an appointment another day." ”

After speaking, he escaped from the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

"Why are you scaring him? Zhao Zejun said to Xia Yubing.

"Do I have it?" Xia Yubing looked innocent.

"It's all said, you have big eyes, and it's weird to stare at people. Zhao Zejun said.

"Do I have big eyes?" Xia Yubing stared at Zhao Zejun and deliberately blinked his eyes wide.

"Big-eyed girl!" Zhao Zejun said.

"Small-eyed man!" Xia Yubing retorted without showing weakness.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and wrote their homework in the classroom for a while, and after the people in each class of the third year of high school were almost gone, the two packed their schoolbags and went downstairs one after the other.

went to the carport to get the car, Xia Yubing looked at Zhao Zejun's 28 bars, and teased: "Your car is really an antique, you can take it to auction." ”

"It's good to be able to auction it, I can't wait to sell it and pay it back. Zhao Zejun laughed, pointed to the shelf behind the 28 bars, and said: "My broken car rings everywhere except for the bell. ”

"Then don't sit, I've been sitting in the classroom for most of the day, I'm so tired, walk back with me." With that, he turned around and walked outside the school.

Zhao Zejun pushed the car and followed.

At the traffic light intersection in front of the school, two people are waiting for a green light.

"What have you been doing mysteriously with Yu Zheshen recently?" Xia Yubing asked as he looked at the traffic on the road.

"Didn't do anything, play games, play CS. ”

"CS? I heard that Yu Zhe's skills are very bad, and no one wants to play with him. ”

Zhao Zejun smiled: "I'm even worse, and I'm often abused by him." ”

Xia Yubing's thin lips pursed, and suddenly asked, "Have you been short of money lately?"

Zhao Zejun was stunned for a moment, can this be seen? Is a woman's intuition really so smart?

"How so?"

"My mother told me that a little woman should not be ruthless for a day, and a big man should not be without money for a day. Xia Yubing said.

"Your mother is wrong, a little woman can't be without money for a day, and a big man can't be without power for a day. Zhao Zejun said.

"I know, but I think my mom said it better. Xia Yubing said indifferently.

Zhao Zejun thinks about it, power and money are inseparable.

Seeing that Zhao Zejun stopped talking, Xia Yubing told the truth: "I haven't seen you bring breakfast to class for a long time, you used to eat steamed buns secretly every morning in class." ”

It's true, making friends with Yu Zhe spends too much money, and Zhao Zejun has no income, so the small treasury spends a dime less, so he can only throttle and spend as little money as possible.

If you spend more than two yuan a day, you can save more than a dozen yuan a week, which is enough to go to an Internet café with Yu Zhe once.

Zhao Zejun smiled cheekily: "When did you start caring so much about my personal life, you even know what I eat every morning." ”

"It's less smelly and beautiful, but I don't have it. Xia Yubing turned his head to look at Zhao Zejun, and said seriously: "The steamed buns stuffed with leeks and pork, don't mention how big the smell is, you can smell it across half the classroom." ”

"......Forehead" Zhao Zejun was speechless this time, eating steamed buns in a semi-enclosed space really didn't smell good, but there was no way, I got up early in the morning and rode a bicycle to school, so I could only buy breakfast and bring it to class to eat.

"Otherwise, I'll lend you some money?" Xia Yubing asked tentatively, probably because he was afraid that Zhao Zejun would be too careful, and added: "But you have to charge interest." ”

"I don't need to, but I still want to thank you for your kindness. Zhao Zejun said.

The plan to befriend Yu Zhe has been carried out for most of the time, and it will be closed soon, and the little money he has left is enough.

"Oh, that's up to you. But it's good that you don't eat steamed buns, the taste is really ...... Hey......" Xia Yubing sighed faintly.

The green light turned on, and the two walked side by side naturally.

When the road passed by, Xiali taxi, which turned left with a face, suddenly came out of the intersection, Zhao Zejun walked a little ahead, and Xia Yubing grabbed Zhao Zejun's arm.

Xia Li was still two or three meters away from Zhao Zejun, but Xia Yubing did not let go, but instead grabbed Zhao Zejun's arm and followed Zhao Zejun across the road.

After crossing the road, Xia Yubing naturally let go of his hand, as if nothing had happened.

These two simple actions gave Zhao Zejun a new understanding of Xia Yubing, this little girl is not simple.

After walking for more than 40 minutes, I finally arrived at Xia Yubing's house: Amber Villa Community, Yijiang City.

Amber community is one of the few high-end communities in Yijiang City in 2001 with access control, Xia Yubing stopped outside the access control, took out a pink stationery box from his school bag, wrote a string of numbers on the printed paper and handed it over: "This is my QQ number." ”

Zhao Zejun didn't take the note, and said: "You add me, I don't have a computer at home, you indicate your name, and the next time I go online, I will pass the verification." ”

"What's your number?"

Zhao Zejun reported his QQ number, and Xia Yubing recorded it on the reverse side of the note.

After saying goodbye, Zhao Zejun watched Xia Yubing walk into the community.

At sunset, the aqua blue trench coats of high school girls swayed in the wind, swaying under a row of willow trees on the riverbank.

……

Early on Monday morning, Zhao Zejun came to class as usual, and after sitting down in his seat, he stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the table.

As soon as my hand reached into the belly of the table, I felt something hot.

When I took it out, it was a plastic bag with the words 'People's Bank' printed on it.

The bag contained two buns, a ham sausage, and a bag of hot soy milk.

In addition, there is a narrow little note with a slightly sharp but elegant font:

"Skipping breakfast is not good for your health, leeks smell too bad, I bought you mushroom pork" is followed by a smiley face symbol sticking out his tongue.

Raising her head and looking at Xia Yubing's position, the little girl was holding a book and reading early, as if she didn't notice that anyone was watching her, looking at the textbook without squinting, leaving only Zhao Zejun with a good-looking side face.

After staring at this side face for half a minute, Xia Yubing finally couldn't stop it, and quickly turned his head and glared at Zhao Zejun.

Zhao Zejun smiled, picked up the hot bun and took a big bite, the smell of mushrooms and pork suddenly spread, and he deliberately took a deep breath very hard, not much but to make sure that Xia Yubing could hear the voice and said, "It's so fragrant!"

The corners of Xia Yubing's mouth in the front row of the side were slightly raised, drawing an arc of a smile.

From this day on, Zhao Zejun finally lived a good life with breakfast again, and he ate more nutritious and richer than before.

In fact, he doesn't like to eat leeks, leeks are strong.. Yang, but he is not old enough to make up for it, and that thing is too stuffy, and his mouth is green after eating, and he has to spend half a day picking his teeth.

The same thing can mean very different things to different people.

"Can you go a little further and eat?"

"Can you eat again after class?"

"Is it necessary for you to suck so loudly?"

Morning reading class is a kind of torment for He Hui, every time Zhao Zejun bites into the bun, He Hui feels that he is biting his flesh, drinking a mouthful of soy milk, it is like drinking his blood, but Zhao Zejun also deliberately put on a very fragrant appearance......

After eating steamed buns for a few days, Zhao Zejun felt that there was a fly in the ointment.

After all, Xia Yubing's life experience is insufficient, probably because of her exaggerated appearance of smelling the fragrance that day left a deep impression on her, and since then, the breakfast she brought every day has been exactly the same, very monotonous: two mushroom buns, a ham sausage, and a small bag of soybean milk.

These things were combined early, which inevitably made the old man Zhao Zejun have some extra ideas.

This girl can't be hinting at me anything, is she? Milk, sausages, two buns......

The old man was self-conscious, and started a small train with thick smoke in his heart.