Chapter 69: Review
Boys: "......"
"If you don't have a good attitude to admit your mistakes, you will add another 1,000 words to each person and submit it to my office tomorrow afternoon."
Lou Wenzheng returned to the 303 dormitory, Yan Huaizhi was sitting on the bed reading a book, and when he heard the movement of opening the door, he didn't raise his head: "I'm back." ”
"Hmm." Lou Wenzheng said listlessly that it didn't matter if she was demerited, but the thousand-word review book was a challenge for someone like her who had extremely weak writing organization skills.
"What's wrong?" Yan Huaizhi asked.
Lou Wenzheng told what happened downstairs, and Yan Huaizhi raised his eyebrows: "You guys are not very lucky." ”
Although his face was very pale, Lou Wenzheng still heard a hint of schadenfreude from his slightly raised tone, stared at him for a while, and she asked, "The teacher suddenly checked the bed, did you report it?" ”
Although the counselor occasionally checks the dormitory, it is generally a carpet check, from the first floor to the fourth floor, and the students who have a good relationship will notify each other to be ready, and this time the dormitory manager will hit 203 directly, clearly knowing that there is a violation of discipline.
Yan Huaizhi pursed his lips and smiled, and generously admitted: "Yes, how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, if you stay in the dormitory like me tonight and read, it will not be you who will be arrested." ”
Lou Wenzheng: "......"
She was speechless.
"Lin Yang's gang is okay to play ball, and they don't gather in their bedroom." Yan Huaizhi paused: "If you want to watch the film, I also have it here." ”
Lou Wenzheng was stunned: "You have it too?" ”
Yan Huaizhi looked away uncomfortably, and threw the pot to Jiang Yang: "Jiang Yang gave it." ”
"Did you see it?"
“…… Why do you want to ask so much, do you want it or not? ”
Lou Wenzheng was silent for a while and said, "Forget it." ”
"Huh?"
"I don't particularly want to see it."
Yan Huaizhi: "......"
The next morning, Lou Wenzheng got up listless in the morning, and the thousand-word review had to be handed in the afternoon, she didn't have a clue now, she wanted to find a piece of Fan Wendong on the Internet and copy a thousand words, but when she thought of Teacher Zhong's more serious temperament, as a counselor, she didn't know how many review books she had seen, and if she was brought out for criticism, it would be even more embarrassing.
In the cafeteria, Yan Huaizhi peeled the egg shell and urged Lou Wenzheng, who was sitting opposite, to "drink the milk." ”
A middle school provides students with a glass of milk and an egg for free every morning, Yan Huaizhi does not like to drink milk or eat egg yolks, only drinks half of milk each time, and eggs only eat egg whites.
Lou Wenzheng picked up the cup and drank the milk, Yan Huaizhi poured half of his milk to her, and by the way, he removed the egg yolk and put it on her plate, seeing that she was staring at the egg yolk, but she didn't move, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Lou Wenzheng sighed rarely: "The review book has not been written yet." ”
"Let's learn from Lin Yang, doesn't he also want to write."
Lou Wenzheng just wanted to say that Lin Yang was half a catty and eight taels with her, but when she looked up, she saw Yan Huaiyi's face narrow, obviously deliberately teasing her, she frowned: "You make fun of me again." ”
"Do you know it's wrong now?"
Lou Wen Zheng puffed up and didn't speak.
"Will you go to other people's dormitories to play cards in the future?"
Lou Wenzheng: "......"
"If you sincerely admit your mistake, I will help you write a review."
"Really?" Lou Wenzheng immediately asked.
"When did I lie to you."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Lou Wenzheng had no discipline, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth to apologize.
"......" This time it was Yan Huaizhi's turn to be speechless, he admired Lou Wenzheng's unpretentious and unpretentious character, but sometimes he felt that she was too direct, so direct that he couldn't experience the fun of teasing her.
"The review will be handed in in the afternoon, you hurry up and write." Lou Wenzheng said.
Yan Huaizhi finished eating the eggs slowly, and took out the envelope from his schoolbag: "It's written." ”
Lou Wenzheng looked at the ten lines at a glance, and said unexpectedly: "How do you know that I need this?" ”
"People who can only hold back two or three hundred words of composition in the exam, expect you to write a thousand-word review, it is better to expect you to copy Lin Yang's."
Lou Wenzheng: "......"
She silently wrote it down in her heart, it seems that Yan Huaizhi really hates Lin Yang, otherwise she wouldn't use him as a negative example every time.
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It's Friday.
During the lunch break in the dormitory, Yan Huaizhi wanted Lou Wenzheng to go home with him on the weekend, but before he could think of a reason, Lou Wenzheng's mobile phone rang, and what made Yan Huaizhi feel that something was wrong was that Lou Wenzheng, who never avoided him when making calls, got up and went to the balcony after taking a look at the caller ID.
Five minutes later, she returned as if nothing had happened.
Yan Huaizhi asked, "Who called?" ”
"A relative." Lou Wenzheng sat down in front of the computer desk, thought about it and said, "I have something to do at night, so I won't go home with you." ”
Yan Huaizhi frowned: "If you don't go home with me, where are you going?" ”
Lou Wenzheng was silent for a while, as if he was considering whether to tell him the truth, and only after a while did he say: "I have to go back to my hometown, the house in my hometown is going to be sold." ”
Yan Huai was stunned.
After school in the evening, Lou Wenzheng packed up his things and walked out of the classroom, Yan Huaizhi followed like a tail, at first Lou Wenzheng thought he was going back to the dormitory, but he followed him when he walked out of the teaching building, she stopped and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
Yan Huai said casually: "I told my mother, I didn't go back so early today." ”
Lou Wenzheng: "......"
"Where is your hometown? I asked the driver to orient the navigation. Yan Huaizhi said, and before she could refuse, she immediately added: "You can drive over and get more things, and the things you move out can be put in my house." ”
The last sentence persuaded Lou Wenzheng.
Lou Wenzheng's hometown is in a small town dozens of kilometers away from the center of Rongcheng City, which is already considered "rural" for people in the urban area.
There were not many people in the town, and it was already dark when they arrived, and the car stopped in front of an old-fashioned residential building that had no elevator, and the two walked up the stairs.
When he went upstairs, he met several neighbors, and Yan Huaizhi noticed that these people looked at Lou Wenzheng intentionally or unintentionally, obviously knowing her, but they didn't greet her.
On the sixth floor, Lou Wenzheng used a key to open one of the households, and the house was vacant for a long time, and the musty smell of opening the door came to his face.
Lou Wen Zheng turned on the lights and opened the windows, and the smell in the house quickly dispersed.
Yan Huaizhi entered the door, the house layout was three bedrooms and one living room, furniture and supplies were readily available, and there were a lot of small items in the corner lockers, which looked no different from most ordinary families, but he didn't know why, he always felt that this house was indescribably cramped and gloomy.
"You sit down for a while, I'll grab something and leave."
"Okay."
Yan Huaizhi sat down on the sofa and carefully looked at the layout of the room for a while, only to understand that "cramped and gloomy" was not an illusion.
The house sits north and faces south, the light and ventilation should be very good, but the curtains are made of blackout material, and the vitality outside the window is completely isolated, the window is installed with a protective fence, and a layer of barbed wire is added to the protective railing, it seems that the family has a strong sense of anti-theft, but if you look closely, the barbed wire is crooked, as if someone in the family broke it like this with brute force.