After the demon gods of Class 6 became more familiar with each other, they quickly started a more civilized crazy mode, and started a college-style high school life of "choosing to skip compulsory courses, and skipping elective courses" three years in advance.

Every morning, more than a dozen people disappeared in the main class, and only a dozen people were left in the afternoon self-study class, Wen Yu had a reasonable excuse after being selected to join the school team, and donated this time to football, and wore out two pairs of goalkeeper gloves in the first month of winter.

The only classroom in the class is full of exams, as the "three masters of the Beicheng Key Middle School Alliance", Beijing High School, has a small test in three days and a big test in five days, and everyone has to answer more than 20 papers every month. Legend has it that the relatives of the director of the Beicheng Education Bureau opened a printing factory at the gate of the school for this reason, with an annual income of one million, and it is also said that there is a girl who took the roll paper she had answered in the past three years to sell waste paper after graduation, just enough to replace a new MP3 from Samsung, and some people say that it is a mobile phone.

Wen Yu lost a mobile phone for Meng Meng, maybe God will give him one back through this punishment.

The reason why Wen Yu became the truant king of Beicheng High School is that even if Wen Yu skipped class, everyone else escaped, but no one dared to follow Wen Yu when he ran away from the exam.

"Why don't you take the test?" The head teacher couldn't figure out what medicine this junior high school examiner had taken wrong after he came to Beicheng High School.

"I'm tired of taking the first place." Wen Yu said, calm and relaxed.

"Poof...... This kid", the head teacher and he both laughed.

When I first entered the school, the first test of Class 6 was Chinese, and because of the curriculum reform, the papers were basically subjective. Wen Yu's essay got the only perfect score in the whole school, called "Untitled", which reads, "I think everyone has to climb over three mountains, life, robbery, and death." During that time, he felt that he was going through a catastrophe, he should not be on the list of this school, and he should not be sitting next to this girl who was buried in writing letters, and he could only tirelessly shake the stinky sweat on the football field when he should have been a bookseller. This consciousness was constantly self-reinforced, so much so that he would mention the word "robbery" every time he took an essay in the exam, but the score he got became more and more pitiful.

The Chinese teacher talked to Wen Yu twice and warned him that boys should not have such serious concerns. So Wen Yu tried to observe this preachy big sister from the perspective of a boy, rather than a rebellious student who was talking sideways.

The Chinese teacher came to the high school at the age of twenty-five after graduating from a teacher's college further north, and Class 6 was her first batch of students. She has a beautiful face and a good temperament, and always examines each other's emotions with smiling eyes when talking to students. Her kindness to the students made Zhuang Xiaopang, who was a member of the school committee, very moved, and Wen Yu said that this was just a kind of teacher's complex, similar to the first love, and it was not that Class 6 was really likable.

When Wen Yu was about to be infected by the happy emotions of the Chinese teacher, she suddenly discovered the reason why she couldn't be as happy as her: she was willing to come to this high school to teach, but he didn't want to come to this high school to study, so the word "robbery" continued to appear on the scroll.

The composition scored 0 points, and the language almost failed, which still did not affect Wen Yu's ranking on the class list.

The English teacher in Class 6 was also a girl who had just graduated from Haibin Normal College, and the first time Wen Yu noticed her was in an evening class. She walked into the classroom with a batch of rolled paper, stood by the podium and looked at the students below with a smile, and did not say a word. Her smile was different from the Chinese teacher's laughter, which spread from her heart to her own eyes, and her smile was reflected on her cheeks to their eyes - although it was also sweet, it made him think that she just wanted people to know that she was laughing.

Wen Yu suddenly found that she was a little in awe of the English teacher, because there was no smile in her eyes, and she threw out a joke when she opened her mouth: "Now the classmates by the window should get up and close the window, your class's grades are too bad this time, I'm afraid someone can't bear such a big blow." ”

The class instantly erupted into a burst of heartless laughter, this kind of laughter appeared no less than one or two hundred times in the sixth class that year, Wen Yu laughed wildly, he always felt that the ceiling of the classroom was always shaken off, and he was even worried that the fluorescent lamp would fall off one day.

The English teacher glanced at the group of heartless people with her wise eyes, cleared her throat and began to read the score: "Meng Meng scored 49 points, I thought that the bottom would definitely be a boy." …… Zhao Yeye 83 points,...... Wen Yu scored 89 points, I thought that the highest score in the test should be a girl. ”

Wen Yu noticed that Meng Meng had an indifferent expression, but he was holding a pen in his hand and scribbling on the textbook.

Zhao Yeye, who was in the next row, looked dissatisfied with his results, pouted, his eyes were aimed upward, and he picked up two fingers and pulled his hair.

"If you are born with curly hair and can straighten it with your hands, it is worthy of your mother?" Wen Yu felt that this was also a joke.

Zhao Yeye lowered his face and shook the hair in his hand in a chic manner: "I'll follow my father." ”

Looking at her expression, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, his voice was like a fart, so the class once again responded to the heartless laughter, although they didn't know what Wen Yuxiao was about. Later, even Zhao Yeye grinned and became happy.

"That's the result of this exam, I decided to let Wen Yu be the class representative. Wen Yu, you stand up. Wen Yu firmly believed that the English teacher saw his smiling face underneath, and said this on the spur of the moment.

Wen Yu believes that many crimes are improvised.

Wen Yu had heard the two teachers in front of him complain in the corridor that the current students were too naïve and didn't know what strange things they were thinking about all day long. But he felt that the teachers who had just crossed over from one school to another were too naïve, and they didn't know what they were thinking about all day. So he stood up and said very firmly, "I don't want to be your class representative." ”

"Tell me why." The English teacher was still staring at him with wise eyes, and the corners of her smiling mouth were imperceptibly stiff.

Being stared at by a girl who was not much older, he was a little flustered, remembered the sister who was knocking on the wall at the door of the house, and calmed down for a few seconds before saying: "Because you have the idea of favoring women over men in teaching, why do you have to be a boy first, and a girl is the first?" With a pun, he heard Meng Meng's movement of drawing paper with a pen even louder, and he should be staring at him.

"Even though you are our most beautiful, wisest, and most willing teacher to play the soundtrack in our evening classes, I won't work for you. You are like the king of the daughter country, and I am like a monk passing by, we are not all the way. Zhao Yeye likes to learn English the most, and she sleeps on the desk with a mouthful of whisk, or you can call her to be it. ”

Zhao Yeye covered most of his eyes with even more unkempt curls, but he still glared at him with disdain: "Use your mouth to ......"

Wen Yu thought that the English teacher would definitely reject his proposal.

"Well, then Zhao Yeye will be the representative of the English class in the future!" After seeing Zhao Yeye nodding worriedly, the English teacher continued, "But I ask the class representative to surpass Wen Yu in future exams, so that he can see that my preference for women over men is justified." ”

"Teacher, I can't pass him." Zhao Yeye dropped another atomic bomb.

In this class, the class heard heartless laughter for the third time, and after a while, half of the teaching director leaned in from the front door of the classroom, looking helpless and confused, and thought for a while before he spit out, "Be quiet, no other classes will laugh."

The fourth burst of laughter exploded.

Many years later, Wen Yu recalled the last time he laughed, and actually found Class 6 along the zigzag memory clues.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Meng Meng slipped out of the classroom with a pout, holding a freshly baked letter in his hand.

To get to the nearest mailbox, Beicheng High School had to get through a narrow gap in the school fence (a passage for girls and cats and dogs), then cross an alley, cross an overpass, and walk down the main road for 10 minutes, so that meant she would be safely absent from the next class. Some teachers won't pay attention to this idle girl, but some teachers will also ask questions by name.

"Meng Meng? Where did Meng Meng go? ”

"Report to the teacher, Uncle Meng Meng has something to do with her." Wen Yu felt that it was very enjoyable to talk about this, and even Zhao Yeye, who had always regarded himself as respecting his teacher, couldn't help laughing.

Of course, Zhao Yeye's laughter was completely annihilated in the hilarious tide of Class 6, and it was not abrupt at all.

When Meng Meng came back, several boys jokingly asked her, "Meng Meng, did you go to find your uncle just now?" ”

"Your uncle!" Meng Meng had no idea what had happened, but he reacted quickly, and pouted at them after speaking.

Wen Yu was afraid that he would show his feet, so he ran to Zhao Yeye's side and teased her: "Your task will be very difficult in the future!" After speaking, he took out the English paper and shook it in front of her eyes, and there was a whole blank fill-in-the-blank question on it, and the score was 10 out of 10. Unexpectedly, Meng Meng came directly to this side, pushed him away hard, and sat next to Zhao Yeye: "I usually hate boys with tails in the middle of two or two, don't worry, it's easy to pass the test for that kind of guy." ”

Wen Yu saw that after Meng Meng's seizure, she suddenly lost any emotion, but fortunately she didn't find out about her uncle, so Youzai Youzai ran to the toilet and lit a cigarette.

Wen Yu had just come out of the toilet door, and when he met the kennel, they were walking in with a cigarette in their mouths, so they were pulled back by the dead dog Xiang around his neck and renewed. Wen Yu suddenly realized that they basically stayed here every day to smoke, nonsense, which was an alternative catharsis of life. Every boy who is in a hurry has to pass by them with trepidation and go through the scrutiny of 8+1 eyes.

"My girlfriend finally broke up,!" Dead Dog Xiang finished speaking, with a relaxed expression.

"!" Everyone else laughed and agreed.

"Don't play with women, we can play music, just form a band, it's called Nine Eyes."

"It's not bad to be called 'Nine-Eyed Boy'!"

"! Are you still a child? ”

"Haha, that time was confused, maybe it's still it."

Wen Yu spit smoke together, and instead of laughing together, he suddenly felt that this place was as cold as a tomb. He thought that if he was missing an eye, then Xu Kexin would definitely not throw himself into the arms of others, and might even come back to him immediately. Similarly, if Xu Kexin's eyes are invisible, he will guard her every step of the way.

But what if it was replaced by Meng Meng? Wen Yu silently thought that she was really damned, and always compared her with Xu Kexin......

After pulling the skin with the kennel for a while, Wen Yu re-entered the warm classroom through the back door, and Zhao Yeye was still talking to Meng Meng about his grades.

"Maybe I really can't pass him, he used to be in junior high school when he was English, no, all subjects are a perverted existence......" Zhao Yeye continued to pull his hair with a spirit of not giving up, not realizing that Wen Yu had walked back to the side.

"Please, no matter how good he was before, he still sits in the same classroom with us now. But I'm sure I won't be able to pass him, as long as I can get rid of the first hat for the girl, I'll burn high incense, and what...... As soon as I came to this high school, I felt that I was a Chinese when I was making English rolls, a foreigner when I was doing Chinese rolls, a liberal arts student when I was a physics and chemistry roll, and a science student when I was a history roll......" When Meng Meng mentioned Wen Yu again, his face was not indifferent when he was in front of him, but there was a little inexplicable gloom.

"I want to make an ion and straighten my hair, what do you think?" Zhao Yeye was still worried about Wen Yu's joke, and he didn't notice Meng Meng's little loss, but he did.

"Wen Yu!" Meng Meng was startled when he found that there was one more person beside him, and then said seemingly casually, "Please don't be silent all day long, isn't it okay to live a simple and happy life?" Then she chatted with Zhao Yeye about the newly arrived head flower in the jewelry store at the school gate.

People are often infected by a very small scene, Wen Yu saw two girls usually sitting there talking, and suddenly wanted to try to release their long-term depression and live a simple and happy life, as Meng Meng said.

The next day, he no longer hid in the corner of the classroom, and began to laugh with the girls in the class as usual, and as a result, one paragraph after another was very popular, and even the champion who brushed the questions and the sleeping Dabai would come over to listen, which often made Meng Meng, who was drinking water, almost become a fountain, and "Big Eyes No. 3" also stared at the impossible size, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

A teenager who has been dreaming for three years finally wakes up and is relaxed and easy-going, but he has a new military wine jug with soft lines and simple exterior decoration in his hand, playing with it without leaving his hand, and muttering a few sips from time to time, frowning and then the whole person is relaxed. He finally knew that he was just dreaming of making the girl happy, and in the end he couldn't even have a dream left.

"Is it really liquor?" Meng Meng asked.

"A distilled liquor in Korea called Jinro." Wen Yu blamed himself after speaking, and he couldn't even forget what wine he drank with Xu Kexin, and the way he drank and chatted.

A bottle of real dew, two or three hours, the wine is drunk too slowly, and the time passes even more slowly.

"I went to the stadium to practice volleyball, and the teacher named me to help me find a way." Meng Meng told Zhao Yeye that she didn't know that in the physical activity class the day before, Wen Yu was sitting in the stadium stands and pointed at her, and asked Fan Wu expressionlessly.

"How's the girl playing volleyball down there?"

Fan Wu saw a somewhat familiar back, with a good figure, wearing black sports shorts to show the streamlining of his legs, and his ponytail fluttering elegantly. He got up with a smile, ran closer and looked at it casually for a while before he ran back and asked, "Isn't this the girl from the military training, what's the matter, you finally have a spring heart?" ”

After knowing each other for more than three years, and being inseparable in junior high school, Fan Wu found that this was the second time Wen Yu took the initiative to mention girls in front of him. Fan Wu was interested in everything about Wen Yu, his eyes were shining, and he was still smiling and waiting for Wen Yu to continue to break the news.

Seeing that Fan Wu didn't comment, Wen Yu stopped talking.

"If you like it, go chase it, buddy supports you!" The people Wen Yu likes are particularly bright in Fan Wu's eyes.

Wen Yu still doesn't speak, whether it is in the classroom or in the stadium, he likes to sit on the side and quietly watch the girl who moves like a rabbit and is as quiet as a virgin, and a look back she owes in the summer is the first drug he took, which made him gradually addicted, fantasizing from time to time, intoxicated, and unable to extricate himself.