Early in the morning, he woke up comfortably, and this night, he slept very tired, and when he got up, his eyes were sleepy, and he seemed to be unable to open his eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I patted my face gently, woke up, got out of bed, washed up, ate breakfast, comfortably carried my schoolbag, and walked towards school.

On the way, I met He Cheng, and the two went to school together.

At the school gate, An Yi suddenly said to He Cheng: "By the way, wait for noon, you can accompany me around the school." ”

"Okay." He Cheng did not shirk and agreed.

The morning class was quickly finished, and by the fourth class, the class was almost over.

Sister Xue explained the contents of the textbook on the podium, and the students took notes carefully.

"Dingding......

The melodious Smurfs sang and echoed in every corner of the school.

"Rush!"

"Let's go! Come on! ”

As the bell rang at noon, the students, like crazy, rushed towards the cafeteria with iron lunch boxes.

This grand occasion seems to have become a tradition of Niuhua High School, as if you did not charge like this at lunch time in Niuhua High School, your memories in this school will lack some passion, and it is inevitable that there will be regrets.

At this moment, in the charging crowd, An Yi and Wang Ziming were among them, laughing and looking very happy.

"I think this school, this time of day, is when we are most active." Wang Ziming was on the side and said loudly.

"Not really." Comfort is just as excited as the reply.

Soon, the two came to the front of the cafeteria and lined up.

Looking at the seniors who came first in the second and third years of high school who had some geographical advantages in front of them, the two had no choice but to be at the back.

In front of the two, there are some students with amazing steps, who are actually in front of some seniors.

"It's scary." Wang Ziming was speechless.

"By the way, after dinner, do you want to go around the school with me and He Cheng?"

Lining up, An Yi looked at Wang Ziming and asked.

"No, after dinner, I'm going to find Little Four Eyes."

An Yi and Wang Ziming had a meal, went out of the cafeteria, and ate all the way to the direction of the classroom, Wang Ziming looked at some female classmates who came one after another and hadn't eaten yet, and couldn't help but show some proud expressions on his face.

"See no, the benefits of coming first."

Listening to Wang Ziming's words, An Yi ate a mouthful of food, looked up, did not speak, and nodded.

Back in the classroom, the two sat in their seats, eating, and rarely spoke.

After a while, Xia Xinyi and Xia Sihui walked in together and sat beside them.

"Huh?" Wang Ziming let out a sigh of surprise, and then his face became a little unhappy.

"What's going on? Their food is different from ours! ”

Hearing Wang Ziming's words, An Yi also looked over curiously.

I only saw that An Yi and Wang Ziming's dishes were, roasted pork with bitter bamboo shoots, cucumber soup, shredded carrots, and Xia Xinyi and Xia Sihui's dishes were braised eggplant, cucumber soup, and garlic meat.

"Really, where did your food come from?" Seeing this, An Yi asked curiously.

"Hmph, I won't tell you." On the side, Xia Xinyi looked at An Yi's stupid and curious appearance, snorted, and blinked.

"Tell me about it." An Yi urged.

"This is a teacher's meal." On the other side, Xia Sihui spoke.

"Teacher meals?"

"Teacher's meal!"

An Yi and Wang Ziming were puzzled and excited.

"Yes, every time you run like a starving ghost, you have robbed all the food, and those of us who can't outrun you go go to the teacher's meal." Xia Xinyi looked at the appearance of the two, smiled, and said.

"How's it going, is it okay?" Xia Sihui asked.

"What's okay, it's just a world of difference!" Wang Ziming looked at the dishes in the bowls of Xia Xinyi and Xia Sihui, and then looked at his own, his expression darkened, and he pouted.

"Next time, do you want to go to the teacher's meal with your sister?" Xia Xinyi looked at Wang Ziming's appearance and said proudly.

"Okay, I've decided, tomorrow, follow you to try the taste of this teacher's meal." Wang Ziming made up his mind and said, and then the next second, he coaxed down.

"Well, today, can you give me a slice of garlic meat to eat?" After that, Wang Ziming looked at Xia Xinyi with a flattering look.

"No, these, go early, it still costs money, only the last one, it's free, we went a little early today, and we bought it for three yuan, you want it, give me a dollar." As she spoke, Xia Xinyi stretched out her hand and stretched out her hand towards Wang Ziming.

"Cut, stingy." When Wang Ziming heard that he wanted money, he immediately lost interest.

An Yi was here, but taking advantage of Xia Xinyi's inattention, she secretly dug a spoonful of garlic meat in her bowl and put it in her iron lunch box.

"Ahh Xinyi, he stole your meat! On the other side, Xia Sihui saw An Yi's actions and shouted.

"Smack!" Xia Xinyi also reacted quickly, hitting it with one hand, and it fell into the hand of An Yi who had not had time to take it back.

An Yi endured a little pain in his hand, twitched his hand, and put the meat in the spoon in the iron lunch box.

"Hey, hey." An Yi smiled at Xia Xinyi, like a thief, and his face was slightly red.

"Humph! I won't take you tomorrow. Xia Xinyi snorted, rolled her eyes, turned her head, ignored comfort, and ate with Xia Sihui.

"Okay, don't be angry, Xiao Anyi, my sister will take you to eat meat tomorrow, na, you can also eat what is in my bowl." After eating two bites of rice, Xia Xinyi glanced at An Yi, looking at An Yi who seemed to be a little unhappy, while talking, she pushed her bowl towards An Yi, pointed to the dishes that had not been touched with a spoon, and said very generously.

"Uh......" An Yi was a little embarrassed.

"He doesn't want it, I want it." Wang Ziming was here, but he moved quickly, and as soon as the spoon was extended, he dug up some of the meat in Xia Xinyi's bowl.

Xia Xinyi watched Wang Ziming almost grab the meat and dig it up, glanced at Wang Ziming, and then looked at Anyi.

"You're not really angry, are you?"

"No, you can eat quickly, when you're done, I'll help you wash the dishes." Looking at the clear, thorough gaze in Xia Xinyi's eyes, somehow, there was some uneasiness in An Yi's heart, or rather, a touch of yearning, a kind of longing.

"Hey, hey, your boss's bowl, do you want to wash it, if you don't, hehe, I'll tell you your secret." As soon as I heard that An Yi took the initiative to help Xia Xinyi wash the dishes, Wang Ziming was here, and immediately came with a threatening word, with a kind of handle you can do in the hands of the boss, are you disobedient? Okay, boss, I'll shake out all your secrets, and the villain's expression looks at comfort.

Looking at Wang Ziming's expression, An Yi touched his forehead, and there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

"Okay, you're the boss, you have the final say."

"What about Sihui, don't you wash it?" Xia Xinyi glanced at Xia Sihui and said suddenly.

"No, I can wash it myself." Before An Yi could answer, Xia Sihui replied first.

"Oh." Xia Xinyi sighed, leaned in, and whispered, "You are stupid, with him helping us wash the dishes, we can go to play, you don't understand this." ”

"It's fine." Xia Sihui glanced at the comfort who was eating, retracted her gaze, and replied absent-mindedly.

After eating, An Yi took Xia Xinyi and Wang Ziming's bowls, took out dish soap, and was about to walk outside the classroom.

"Anyi, you wait a minute, let's go together." Xia Sihui suddenly spoke.

"Okay." Turning around, he saw that Xia Sihui had already taken the dish soap, and replied comfortably.

The two walked out of the classroom, Wang Ziming and Xia Xinyi were in the classroom, telling jokes, and the two talked and laughed.

Outside the toilet, the sink, here, there are a lot of people queuing up to wash dishes.

After a while, An Yi came to the sink, turned on the faucet, put a little dish soap in the bowl, and began to wash the dishes.

While washing, An Yi suddenly raised his head and found that Xia Sihui seemed to be in a daze, and in surprise, he said, "Give me your bowl." ”

After speaking, An Yi reached out and took the bowl in Xia Sihui's hand, washed it with water, put on dish soap, and washed it.

After washing the dishes, An Yi frowned, and glanced at the entrance of the men's toilet, where he could clearly see that inside, some smoke was wafting out.

"You wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom."

Coming to the entrance of the toilet, An Yi took a deep breath, held his breath, entered the toilet, and relieved himself.

Out of the toilet, An Yi saw Xia Sihui who was waiting for him on the steps, smiled slightly, and walked over.

"Let's go."

The two walked up the stairs together, and then appeared outside the classroom, and when they were about to walk into the classroom together, they were comfortable here, but they paused and looked at the staircase, where He Cheng was walking down one step.

He Cheng came to An Yi and pushed his eyes.

"Let's go, go around."

"Please take it in, I'll walk around the school with him."

As he spoke, An Yi handed the bowl he and Wang Ziming were holding in his hand to Xia Sihui.

Xia Sihui took the bowl, looked at Anyi, and nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

Turning around, An Yi and He Cheng looked at some of the boys who were playing on the basketball court, and the two walked slowly towards the commissary.

Along the way, the two didn't say anything, just told interesting stories about their elementary school days.

Passing by the commissary, the two of them bought a barbecued sausage, ate while walking, and on the way back, Anyi glanced at the teaching office, walked up the steps, stood on the playground, and walked towards the table tennis table opposite the quiet building.

"I didn't expect so many people to play table tennis."

"Well, yes, the technology is much better than ours."

As the two spoke, they walked to the nearest table and stood next to them, looking at the two seniors who were competing at the moment.

An Yi didn't pay attention to the shorter senior in white clothes, but watched intently at the way another handsome senior played, which was very formal, and it looked like a trained one.

An Yi and He Cheng glanced at each other like a sharp heart, and there were some sparks of excitement in their eyes.

"You guys, if you can fight, come here."

Listening to the words of the handsome senior, An Yi's hand trembled slightly, he was a little excited, walked up to the stage, picked up the racket, looked at it carefully, straight shot, finished racket, 729.

"You serve." The handsome senior said, throwing the table tennis ball in his hand to An Yi.

After taking the ball, An Yi glanced at the handsome senior, after standing up, threw the ball, led the racket, turned his waist slightly, touched the ball instantly, and sent a serve that was not very spinning.

The handsome senior here, with a gentle rub, took the serve easily.

Comfortable here, he also swung his racket to meet and hit the ball over.

The two fought back and forth for ten rounds, and in the end, An Yi lost.

"Yes, there's technology." The handsome senior won the ball and praised comfort.

It was He Cheng's turn to play, his body was a little fat, so the ball was a little high, plus his right hand was held horizontally, and his hand habitually rushed forward with the right back to serve, so the ball he sent out had a certain amount of speed, but in terms of rotation, it was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

The senior and He Cheng fought for five rounds, and He Cheng lost.

"Awesome. I've met a master. ”

"yes, I'm starting to get a little excited now."

However, the two of them, as soon as they finished speaking, they opened their mouths wide and watched the collision between the two seniors.

"It's ...... Curveball? An Yi's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.

An Yi and He Cheng glanced at each other, and there were timid glances in their eyes.

"Ahem, you guys fight slowly, let's go first, it's time for class." As he spoke, An Yi pulled He Cheng and walked in the direction of Zhiyuan Building.

"See, masters, it's all low-key." Not long after the two left, a word came from the handsome senior.

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