"Fang Zilang, have you finished your winter vacation homework?" the woman scolded while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"It's written, it's written, it's been written a long time ago. The answer was a chubby boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Let me tell you, if you are still called a parent this year because you haven't finished your homework, you won't want to study! Your brother-in-law is short of workers in the coal mine, so he will throw you to the coal mine to dig coal!"

"I know, I know, class will be held tomorrow, can I play a game for a while tonight?" The scolded teenager looked impatient but helpless.

"Today is the last time, and I'm going to take care of it when school starts, and ah, don't play too late. The woman looked at her son, who had already rushed upstairs, shook her head, and went to wash the dishes.

Fang Zilang immediately closed the door after returning to the room, and brought the safety again to make sure that nothing went wrong.

I sat down at my desk and took a long breath, turned on the computer, and took out the Coke potato chips during the boot time. Then skillfully enter the boot password and log in to League of Legends.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have a bitter gourd face. I saw that this little fat man didn't know where to take out a stack of books, with four big words on it, "Happy Winter Vacation".

That's right, this is a year when you need to make up your homework the night before school starts.

In fact, for Fang Zilang, these are commonplace, and almost all of the homework during the long vacation from elementary school to the present is completed the day before the start of school.

It's just that there was an accident during the summer vacation last year because he misremembered the date of school. I thought that today was the last day before the start of school, and it was time to get up to make up for my homework, but he was urged by his mother to report on the start of school, and his heart was desolate at that time. There were only two questions that echoed in his mind: Who am I and where am I?

And the No. 1 Middle School in Anshi, where he attended, is notoriously strict, and there is no summer homework to prevent the start of school.

Recalling the experience of that day, Fang Zilang's back was still cold. "No, I must not let this happen again!" After that, he opened the first homework and began to write his name, "Chinese, Fang Zilang~Mathematics,Fang Zilang~English...... Physics...... Chemistry...... Biology, which one should I write first?"

Looking up at the interface of League of Legends, he was helpless for a while, "Retribution, retribution, I used to pretend to write homework when I played games, but I didn't expect to pretend to play games when I wrote homework one day!"

Because I was afraid that my mother wouldn't believe me, I turned up my voice to the maximum. Listening to the background music, the hand actually put the keyboard and mouse on the call. Click to start matching, or this damn familiar feeling.

Forty minutes later.

"What a garbage teammate! Play again, and you'll be done with your homework. ”

Fifty minutes later.

"Damn!Where did the elementary school students come from?Don't you need brains to play games?" He looked at his homework, and a determined look appeared in his eyes, "Play the last one again, this time it's really the last one, whew~"

An hour later.

"Damn, why is it ten o'clock, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's not finished. It seems that I can only find Da Kun. ”

Da Kun's real name is Wang Kun, and Fang Zilang's family used to be in the same community, and they grew up wearing a pair of pants. Fang Zilang copied Da Kun's emergency every time he couldn't finish his homework, and both of them had the kind of middle and lower grades, and the level was on the same line, so it was convenient and reassuring to copy him.

"What's the matter with this kid, he doesn't reply to messages. After sending a few messages and not replying, Fang Zilang immediately made another call, and the phone rang for a long time and finally connected.

"Brother Lang, are you borrowing homework?" a helpless voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Brother, go to the road! The rivers and lakes are in emergency, and people are going to die. ”

"It's so late, how can I give it to you? I thought you were going to have to change your homework after the last accident. At that time, the review almost touched me. ”

At this time, Fang Zilang's face was as black as charcoal, thinking that this kid really couldn't open a pot, and said coldly, "Do you also want to draw a line with me because of what happened last time?"

"No, Brother Lang, I believe you have been falsely accused! We grew up together, and I can trust you in your character! But now it is too late for me to get out. ”

"Then you can take a picture and send it to me. ”

"Don't, brother, six homework, hundreds of pages, when am I going to shoot!"

Fang Zilang has the heart to kill people at this moment, "It's troublesome for you to take pictures, so when do I write it myself?"

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you. ”

Maybe it was because the phone call was too loud, letting the mother who lived next door know that he hadn't slept yet, "Xiao Lang, go to bed early, don't play too late, I have to report on school tomorrow!"

"Got it, Mom!"

Ding dong~

Ding dong~

......

Photos are starting to be sent, and the work of copying homework is about to begin. The phone vibrated for a while before it stopped, and he knew that Da Kun should have finished filming.

Seeing that the time was almost twelve o'clock, I decisively turned off the lights and turned off the computer, threw all my homework into the quilt, and hid in the quilt with a reading lamp to continue copying homework. Looking at this skillful movement, it shouldn't be the first time I've done this kind of thing.

Halfway through, you can occasionally see someone sweating profusely out of the bed, taking a few breaths and then getting back to continue working hard. I don't know how long it took, Fang Zilang began to doubt his life, his right hand seemed to be broken, but he finally finished copying it.

I saw him solemnly pick up his homework and rub it vigorously, and then put it on the ground and step on it, until the six homework books did look like they had been baptized after a winter vacation before they were satisfied with the schoolbag.

Looking at the time, it was almost six o'clock, and there was no need to sleep. As an expert in staying up late, he knows that it is not easy to wake up once he falls asleep at this time. I drained the remaining half-large bottle of Coke in one go, and still seemed sleepy, so I went to make another cup of coffee.

Now he is basically waiting to go to school, at this time there is a slight sound of pots and pans colliding in the kitchen, I don't know why, at this moment he suddenly feels that his mother is not easy. I must not let my mother go to school today, he made a decision in his heart.

Silently opened the phone, and there was an album named Z in it, which was ranked at the bottom. After opening it, there are many photos, and the protagonists in these photos are all the same person, Banhua Jiang Yina who belongs to their class.

He browsed through the past one by one, quietly admiring this cold goddess who seemed to not eat the fireworks of the world. These photos were secretly saved by Fang Zilang's dead house after Jiang Yina usually posted space or circle of friends.

He may not be the only one who has done this kind of thing. But once it's put on the table, it's a different story. A few months ago, before the school was on holiday, there was a pervert who secretly took pictures of Jiang Yina's skirt, and the leaked photos were wildly spread on the school forum.

When you like someone, you think you hide it well, but in fact, in the eyes of others, you are just an unqualified actor. And Fang Zilang is such an existence.

It is precisely because of this seeming crush that he has become Hu Lingling's number one suspect. That day, Jiang Yina's best friend Hu Lingling borrowed Fang Zilang's mobile phone to make a call under the pretext of not having her mobile phone, and then found a bunch of photos of Jiang Yina in his mobile phone.

Although everyone has seen the photos, the explanation is useless. In this way, he became a well-known pervert in the whole school, and both girls and boys drew a line with him.

The sound of the alarm clock pulled back his thoughts.

Finish the coffee one by one, and delete the photos one by one.