The rain has not stopped, and the dim sky has been crossed by a terrifying lightning bolt, followed by a muffled sound, which frightened the students in the classroom one by one writing things in a daze, looking at the book, falling asleep and dreaming of spring and autumn, Chen Maobing's mouth outside the corridor has never stopped like the rain, Lin He and the two of them really want to let the thundering Lei Gong and Lei Mu make the thunder bigger, and it is best to draw a lightning bolt to hit the chattering big mouth of the head teacher Chen Maobing.

"You can go back! Don't make a mistake next time, you know? Chen Maobing looked at Lin He and the two sighed, and pointed to warn.

Lin He and the two of them waited for the head teacher Chen Maobing's words to really wait for a long time, and the head teacher Chen Maobing was reluctant to say that sentence, and I don't know if the head teacher Chen Maobing likes to talk to others when he is old, and if he has nothing to do, he will just grab two of them and chat with him, and talk about some lofty and impossible empty ideals, and talk about some truths in classical Chinese that modern people can't understand that only the ancients can understand.

Those teachers have read too many textbooks that have been adapted every half a century, and memorized the above content very well, and this knowledge is useless except for teaching students in class, and that day when I saw that grade, I didn't love to make trouble in class, so I called that student out, and listened to them talk about the knowledge they had nowhere to put in their heads like the annual summary of the speech, and from time to time I talked to you about a few words that you can't hear and don't touch, "Do you understand quadratic functions?" "What is a trigonometric function?" "The ancients", ask about things that have nothing to do with the students' ideological education, sometimes I really feel that the teacher has no other personal philosophy of life and some views on the society except for the blunt knowledge in the textbook, and even if there are teachers, they will choose to educate students with the old-fashioned and impersonal things in the textbooks.

Lin He and the two walked into the classroom from behind, regardless of what Chen Maobing, the head teacher who was already standing on the podium, said, and the two of them didn't care about the three seven twenty-one, they were very neat and tacit, they sat on the chair and planted their heads on their dear desks, looking out of the window in a daze, the head teacher on the podium did not say anything about Lin Zimo and He Fan this time, but used her standard classical Chinese that was more than the ancients to explain to the students under the podium excerpts of classical Chinese articles that Lin Zimo and He Fan could not understand.

"Why hasn't this rain stopped since just now, just like the head teacher's mouth?" Lin Zimo leaned on the desk and looked out the window fixedly, and asked stupidly.

"I don't know, you have to ask the head teacher and the Meteorological Bureau about this." He Fan looked blankly at the head teacher on the podium who kept talking, and replied stupidly.

"Oh, it's raining so hard, how can we go back later?" Lin Zimo suddenly remembered something, raised his head, looked at He Fan and asked.

"It's either a taxi or it's raining." He Fan was still lying on the table stupidly looking at the head teacher who kept talking, and said with no expression in his eyes.

"But the problem is that if we don't have an umbrella, how can we get out of the school building and out of the school gate? It's impossible for a taxi to solicit customers on campus, right? Lin Zimo looked at the rain outside that was faster than the head teacher's speech, and asked.

"Ring, ring, ring, ring, .................." The sound of rain is mixed with thunder, and the loud bell of the end of school is better than the thunder outside and the sound of the rain includes the sound of the class teacher on the podium, because the bell of the end of class is always the biggest and most beautiful sound in the hearts of students, and the bell of class represents liberation.

This wonderful and a little tempting bell for the end of the last class on Friday brought the students under the podium home**, but the homeroom teacher on the podium didn't seem to recognize the account of the class bell, and looked at the students who quickly packed up their things and put them in their schoolbags one by one with their hands on the podium with an angry face, she couldn't wait to eat those students raw, but generally saw the eyes of the head teacher, the students under the podium would put down what they were in their hands and look at the blackboard.

"Look at it all!" Chen Maobing turned around and patted the blackboard with his hand, shouting loudly.

The few students under the podium who were still reluctant to stuff things into their empty schoolbags heard Chen Maobing's words, and no matter how they cleaned up, they put their hands on the blackboard like a good student and waited for Chen Maobing to give orders, Lin Zimo and He Fan also looked up at the blackboard, and they didn't know when they wrote a few neat big words on the blackboard, "Drowning Prevention Safety Education"

"Next week is June 1st, June is coming, which also means that we are not far from the high school entrance examination, summer is coming, the weather is also warming, the last 20 days of time, I hope that students can stay at home and study, do not swim in unfamiliar waters privately, cherish life and welcome the high school entrance examination!" Chen Maobing patted the blackboard and watched the students under the podium solemnly open the theme of the class.

"Cherish life and stay away from the high school entrance examination!" Lin Zimo lay on the table and muttered to himself.

After the head teacher's opening remarks were not very concise and somewhat verbose, needless to say, the head teacher would also talk at length about the class theme that the first-grade primary school students understand, and I don't know what she wants to say, so she keeps talking about the old-fashioned arguments, and the time passes in the words of the class teacher minute by minute, which is simply a waste of the student's life, a waste of the student's youth, and the most important thing is a waste of the student's high school entrance examination review time, and what effect.

Sometimes I really suspect that the teacher is not a human being, a robot or a non-human, but the student is not a learning robot, the student is a minor, they can't absorb so much of the teacher's tongue at once, they will indigestion outweigh the loss.

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The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the head teacher Chen Maobing stands on the podium, talking more and more around the class theme that primary school students understand, and the scope is getting wider and wider, the students under the podium have long been impatient to listen to it, their teeth and itchy feet have been stomping on the floor, and more than half an hour is under the mouth of the head teacher Chen Maobing, little by little, with her words.

"Alright, you can go home! Stay safe on the road and remember to come on time on Sunday night! The head teacher Chen Maobing clapped his hands, and the students did not forget to say a few words before leaving.

"Got it, got it!" Some students under the podium said impatiently.

Under the podium, the students were poised to go one by one with the hornet's nest and were stabbed by naughty children and rushed out of the classroom, as if there was the dawn of the goddess of dawn outside, one by one longing for the world of flowers outside the school gate, eager for their parents to pick them up for the first time to enjoy the life of the eldest lady and the eldest young master, and the five-day retreat and seclusion life brought them full of expectations for the outside world.

"****, another ****** dragged on for half an hour! The head teacher can say so much, why don't you see her on the day of the Monday morning meeting, the flag-raising platform to make her own tirade! Lin Zimo stood up and stretched, and scolded unhappily.

"Her brain was either flooded by rain or struck by lightning!" He Fan stood up, habitually stretched and walked out of the corridor, leaving a word.

Standing outside the corridor and watching the rain getting heavier and darker, there are fewer and fewer students walking out of the school gate, and the street lamps in disrepair on the campus are also flickering and dimming, Lin Zimo talked nonsense in the classroom with a few classmates waiting for his parents to pick him up in the classroom, and swaggered out of the classroom with his hands in his pockets and stood beside He Fan.

"Are you leaving?" Lin Zimo patted He Fan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"This rain won't stop for a while, let's go!" He Fan took a step without hesitation and said helplessly.

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Walking down the teaching building, the hall of the No. 1 teaching building was full of elementary school brothers and sisters with strange hair and clothes who killed Matt, Lin Zimo and He Fan stood in the hall and looked at the old and rotten potholes and cement roads that led to the school gate in a daze, I don't know how many years have not been filled, there is a lot of yellow muddy water in the potholes, if you are not careful on the road, you will really step on the mine, Lin Zimo and He Fan don't know how their parents chose this old school for themselves, The only advantage of this school is that the quality of teaching is one of the best in the city, but the living environment is worse than the dirt roads in the countryside, the dormitories still use gas bulbs, and the electronic teaching equipment in the classrooms is also old, and I don't know how many generations of students have been trained by those electronic teaching equipment.

"It's raining so hard, walking under the trees on both sides!" He Fan watched some elementary school students walk under the trees on both sides of the school gate and proposed.

"Didn't the teacher teach you that walking under a tree on a rainy day will be struck by lightning? Are you impatient to find a split? Lin Zimo looked at He Fan's brain and asked speechlessly.

Looking at the younger brothers and sisters in the hall of the teaching building who did not bring umbrellas like themselves were picked up by their parents one after another, He Fan didn't know why he felt like an orphan abandoned by his parents, no one loved and no one hurt, he could only love himself and hurt himself, an inexplicable impulse made He Fan ignore Lin Zimo beside him, and rushed out of the hall of the teaching building like crazy, and ran in the rain for a while before Lin Zimo on the side reacted that the person who rushed out was He Fan, so he rushed out quickly and followed.

"Don't say a word when ****** leaves, He Fan is waiting for me!" Lin Zimo chased He Fan behind and shouted loudly.

The sky is getting darker and the rain is getting bigger and bigger as the sky gets darker, He Fan is running on the potholed and rotten cement road, stepping on a puddle of water from time to time, he can't care so much about continuing to run forward, He Fan rushed out and was drenched in the rain and sobered up a little, I really regretted rushing out just now, and now I can't go back but rush forward, Lin Zimo chased after the back, and the puddle was almost not planted in the puddle a few times, he really hated He Fan's teeth in front of him now, itched and wanted to go up and bite him twice, Facing the wind and rain, He Fan and Lin Zimo quickly ran to the bus stop at the entrance of the school to take shelter from the rain, and as soon as the two stopped, the soaked rainwater kept flowing down.

“****！ Why are you running so fast? Don't say a word when you go! Lin Zimo propped his hands on his knees and scolded breathlessly.

"It's raining so heavily, you run slow and try to see if you're just looking for a split!" He Fan propped his hands on his knees, panting, glanced at Lin Zimo with disdain, and said angrily.

During the conversation between the two, a taxi stopped in front of the two, Lin Zimo didn't care about 3721, just opened the car door and sat in the back seat, He Fan also sat up and patted the taxi driver in the driver's seat and told him the address of his home, then calmly sorted out the rain-soaked hairstyle in the inner mirror, which two people outside the car looked like two girls who were the same age as themselves and stomped their feet angrily, looking at Lin Zimo and He Fan's eyes, they couldn't wait to pull them out of the car and tear them up on the spot and eat the sauce, He Fan immediately understood what was going on.

"It's shameless, it's a shame that they don't understand the man, the lady is the first to be a gentleman, and the gentleman's demeanor is not at all!" A girl standing outside the taxi stomped her feet angrily and scolded angrily in the car.

"Ladies who don't understand are preferred! Stinky and shameless! Another girl also started shrewd mode and scolded.

"What a good job you've done! No gentlemanly demeanor at all! He Fan looked at Lin Zimo and said heartlessly.

"There's a kind of you don't want to go!" Lin Zimo glanced at He Fan and said angrily, what kind of brother is this! Finding him a car and making irresponsible remarks.

"Driver drives!" Lin Zimo said angrily.

"Huh." The driver responded with a smile.

The taxi driver started the car as soon as he heard the passenger's order, and the car slowly poured into the big traffic of parents picking up their children home after school, Lin Zimo looked back at the two girls who were still stomping their feet just now, or they were stomping on the spot with a big black face darker than the current sky, and suddenly felt that he was really a bit domineering and unreasonable hooliganism, but just now one of the two girls said that ladies first, why are so many girls in a society of equality between men and women relying on themselves to be girls, and they are women first! There used to be machismo, but now it is feminism, and the equality of all people in the law is not equal at all in this regard.

"What are you looking at?" He Fan looked in the direction Lin Zimo was looking and asked with a smile.

"Look at the rain!" Lin Zimo turned his head and said coldly.

"Cut, I haven't seen enough! I don't think so, right? He Fan seemed to see something and said with a smile.

glanced at He Fan, Lin Zimo didn't pay attention to He Fan anymore, leaning on the back pad in the back row, squinting his eyes and not speaking, He Fan was also very bored and took out his mobile phone and swiped the circle of friends, so that Lin Zimo's mobile phone message prompt kept ringing, Lin Zimo, who was not asleep, took out his mobile phone and looked at He Fan's dynamics, helplessly looked at He Fan, who was still playing, and directly turned off his mobile phone, leaned on the back pad of the position, closed his eyes and recuperated.

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The taxi didn't know how long it lingered in the big traffic of parents picking up their children home at the school gate, and finally drove to the city and caught up with the rush hour of office workers.

"Two handsome guys have arrived!" The taxi driver slowly parked the car in the villa area and reminded.

"Oh, can the driver push the car in a little bit?" He Fan replied and continued to ask.

The taxi driver didn't say anything, nodded in response, pulled up the handbrake and drove the car closer to He Fan's door, He Fan pushed Lin Zimo who was ** with a little disgust, Lin Zimo just opened his eyes slightly and fell asleep.

"Don't sleep! Get up! He Fan stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Zimo's arm vigorously and shouted. Yes! You've got water in your head! Lin Zimo was pinched by He Fan, and immediately became more energetic, sat up and covered his arms and scolded.

"You're sick!" He Fan glanced at Lin Zimo, who was bloodshot, and said coldly.

"How much does the driver cost?"

"Fifty."

He Fan took out a hundred-yuan bill that had just run in the heavy rain and was wet in the heavy rain and handed it to the taxi driver in the driver's seat, the driver looked at it, the money was wet, it was difficult to distinguish whether it was serious or fake, looked at He Fan and Lin Zimo in the back row, they were all soaked, and I wanted to ask He Fan to change it, but then I thought about it, forget it, the two of them were so wet, and the money in the pocket was difficult to keep wet, and I didn't think much about the driver, so I found the rest of the money to He Fan, Lin Zimo opened the car door and got out of the car with an unhappy face. As soon as the rain was so drenched, Lin Zimo became more sober, and quickly ran to the door of He Fan's house to hide from the rain, and He Fan also ran quickly and got out of the car and rushed to his door.

"Damn, it's raining so hard all the time?" Lin Zimo stood at the door of He Fan's house and looked at the rain outside, and couldn't help scolding.

"You didn't read the weather forecast, did you? Today's heavy rain will not stop for a while and a half. He Fan took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, and asked angrily.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Zimo took off his shoes directly and put on a pair of slippers, just like his own home, he took off his clothes all the way to He Fan's bathroom, He Fan didn't say anything, changed into slippers, tired, smoked, walked upstairs and returned to the bathroom of his room, turned on the hot water, rushed from head to foot, the cold on his body dissipated little by little, and a warm current invaded the cold body.

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Taking a hot bath after heavy rain is often the best choice, cold as frost stiff hands and feet will become warm after hot water washes very intimate, Lin Zimo wants to wash a little more after a hot bath, but his fingers have begun to become shriveled, there is no way but to dry the water droplets on his body, put on a bathrobe, and walk out of the bathroom, find a hair dryer to dry his hair, hum a little fart, walk into the kitchen of He Fan's house, find a piece of ginger and wash it first, Put it on the cutting board, pat it flat, add an appropriate amount of tap water to the pot, throw the flattened ginger into the pot, and turn on the maximum heat.

"Zimo, have you finished washing?" He Fan stood on the second floor with his two hands propped on the guardrail and rushed down to shout.

"After washing, I'll cook ginger soup in the kitchen."

"I'll go down and look for you."

He Fan walked downstairs with a bathrobe and walked to the kitchen where he didn't go into much, and saw Lin Zimo also wearing a bathrobe standing in front of the built-in gas stove and looking at the fire, he really couldn't believe that it was Lin Zimo standing in front of the built-in gas stove, he was usually the master who came to reach out for food and open his mouth, He Fan really didn't expect him to go down to the kitchen, it was incredible.

"I didn't think you'd go down to the kitchen, I can't believe it!" He Fan walked to Lin Zimo's side and looked at Lin Zimo, and said with a look of disbelief.

"I'm not a big young master, if I have enough ingredients, I can make a full banquet." Lin Zimo didn't know how to write shame at all, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"Don't brag so much! Be careful to blow yourself up. He Fan glanced at Lin Zimo disdainfully and said with a smile.

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Lin Zimo looked like he loved it or not, and said arrogantly.

"Your ginger soup is overflowing." He Fan watched the things boiled in the pot overflow and reminded.

Thinking that He Fan deceived himself, he turned around and saw that the ginger soup was really overflowing, Lin Zimo hurriedly went to uncover the lid of the pot at high temperature with his empty hands, and quickly took a dry rag to wet some water, opened the lid of the pot, stirred back and forth in the pot with a soup spoon, took out two bowls from the disinfection cabinet, and held two bowls of ginger soup.

"Yours." Lin Zimo picked up a bowl of ginger soup with both hands, pointed to another bowl and said to He Fan.

"Oh." He Fan looked at the ginger soup and nodded.

The two of them carefully took the ginger soup out of the dining room and put it on the dining table, blew their hot and painful hands and blew the steaming ginger soup, although the ginger soup was a little unpleasant, but He Fan Lin Zimo also held his breath and poured the steaming ginger soup into the empty stomach, and a stream of warmth spread throughout He Fan and Lin Zimo's bodies, and the two of them touched their stomachs and enjoyed the warm current.