Wang Ziyi raised his hand and said, "Teacher, let Zhao Pengcheng be the class leader, he has time to manage the class."

"Okay, then it's settled, the squad leader will go to my office in the afternoon."

Zhao Pengcheng at the door raised his hand and saluted: "Okay, teacher!"

I looked at Wang Ziyi and picked up my schoolbag from the ground: "I only came back in the evening, and you can only go to eat by yourself at noon."

"It's okay, it's okay, you go out by yourself and be careful, don't just look at the underground, there is no money for you to pick up."

"Okay, I got it."

After speaking, I walked towards the door with my schoolbag on my back, there were only a few students left in the class, all of them were still brushing the questions, I looked back at Wang Ziyi, waved my hand and went out.

Holding the leave slip in my hand, sweating, I walked down the stairs a few steps, and Zhao Pengcheng's voice sounded behind me.

"Zhao Xiaonuo, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me! ”

I paused when I heard the voice, then I raised my legs and walked away, ignoring him, taking a bigger step on my feet, and walking all the way towards the school gate with my head down.

After walking to the porter, I reached out from outside the window and handed in the wet leave slip: "Teacher, leave slip."

"Okay, come back early."

The old porter didn't even raise his eyelids, just watched the football game on TV. I looked at the leave slip on the table, reached out and pulled it out.

"Hmm."

Zhao Xiaonuo...... You...... Don't go so fast! ”

Zhao Pengcheng, who caught up, held his knees and gasped, I didn't know why he was chasing me, so he simply stood in front of him.

"Classmate, why are you following me?"

"My name is Zhao Pengcheng."

He looked up at me with a sparkle in his eyes, beads of sweat running down his cheeks and dripping into his neck, deeper and deeper.

"I know, so why are you following me?"

"Don't you think the two of us are very close? You see, we both have the surname Zhao. ”

I took a few steps back and looked up at him: "There are more people with the surname Zhao, and Zhao Liying is also surnamed Zhao, do you have a fate with her?"

He was stopped by my question, and I couldn't answer for a moment, so I gave him a blank look, grabbed the bag belt on my shoulder, and walked to the bus stop.

The midday sun was so hot that it seemed like a layer of skin was about to be peeled off my arms, and I raised my hand to cover my forehead, and my eyes looked in the direction of the bus.

"Squeak"

Loaded with a carload full of people, the bus slid out for a long distance, and finally came to a stop twenty meters away from me.

Suddenly I heard the sound of stopping, and I remembered the truck with a bang in my head, my face suddenly turned pale, and I staggered back a few steps, and my schoolbag leaned against the hot-burned stop sign.

I reached out and grabbed the iron railing on one side, and I felt a chill all over my body, and I didn't even see the bus leave, the ground was big and small in front of my eyes, and I closed my eyes and shook my head.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a pair of small white shoes in front of me, the white upper was dusty, and he was standing in front of me to block the sun for me.

"What's wrong with you?"

I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, it's just that I'm dizzy all of a sudden."

"It can't be heat stroke, right?"

Before his words fell, a cool hand was attached to my forehead, and the coolness spread to my slightly hot forehead, which was very comfortable for a while.

"I didn't ...... Won't heat stroke, my ** is sick. ”

I raised my hand to block Zhao Pengcheng's arm, uncomfortably fiddling with the bangs on it, but still lowered my head and moved to the side, standing quietly aside.

"Is there still a bus on Nanzhong Road at this time?"

"Nope."

"Then why are you still waiting here?"

"I'm going to Jianjun Road, and now there's the last bus."

"Aren't you going to the hospital for a follow-up? What are you doing on Jianjun Road? ”