Chapter 8 Duan Siyu of Opening a Small Stove
On Sunday, Ai Xuexue, who returned to school early, was playing on the basketball court at the back of the school building. After the test results came out on Friday, the happy people didn't have the heart to play, and the sad people didn't have the heart to play. Ai Xuexue was very helpless, but in order to take care of everyone's happy and sad emotions, he proposed to return to school early on Sunday, just like Thursday, and have a good time.
However, it backfired, and Ai Xuexue, who went to school at half past twelve, played basketball for an hour, and the team only changed from one person to three.
"Lao Wang, it's expensive to ask on QQ, it's been waiting for him for an hour, it's time for a turtle to arrive." Ai Xuexue made a long-range three-pointer, and although he missed, it was almost meaningless.
Wang Qi took out his iPhone and said, "It's useless, I just sent Feng Yu a lot of messages, and he didn't reply to me." I guess I'm obsessed with gentleness. β
Wang Qi is a native of Jiangsu Province and has spent three years in junior high school at this school. Wang Qi, who grew up in Jiangsu, now speaks Chongqing dialect better than Ai and learns. Wang Qi's father is from Jiangsu, and his mother is from Chongqing. This seems to be similar to Ai Xuexue, but the difference is that Wang Qi's parents are divorced and each has their own family. Wang Qi, who was in the middle of it, was naturally in an embarrassing situation.
"Come back in a while and ask us for water before you can forgive him." Lu Chunyu picked up the ball and came back and proposed.
Wang Qi put his mobile phone on the back of the basketball hoop, imitated Mr. Luo's emphasis and echoed: "I think Lu Chunyu's proposal is very good, and I will do it in a while." β
In all fairness, Mr. Luo's emphasis is the most similar to Feng Yu, who is bored at night, so he likes to use Lao Luo's emphasis to pretend to go to class, which can be called a must in the dormitory.
Ai Xuexue pondered Lu Chunyu's proposal, and felt that it was unlikely to be realized, and he was not less released by Feng Yu in junior high school.
"Hey, hey, brothers, I'm here." On the path, a rough voice rushed.
"I'm late, how do I want to make up for it." Lu Chunyu said with a smile.
"Don't worry, the ball will fall in a while, I'll just pick it up." Zhang Junfeng touched his stomach.
Although Zhang Junfeng is tall and big, he will always give people a feeling of being naΓ―ve, unlike Ai's mother who looks at Han's Ai Study, he feels silly when anyone sees it. Zhang Junfeng, like Wang Qi, also studied in this school in junior high school, signed a contract before the high school entrance examination, and finally arrived in class 16 inexplicably.
With the arrival of Chen Yao, Zhou Song and others one after another, the confrontation on the field finally became decently fierce.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the few people who had finished the confrontation went back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then met at the north gate for a meal.
The north gate is reluctant to leave the west gate, if it is a trip, go to the west gate, and if it is food, then go to the north gate, this sentence is told by the senior, and then the senior sister tells the younger brother of the younger sister, and it is passed down from generation to generation.
"Did you notify parents of this week's parent-teacher conference?" Ai Xuexue asked, he didn't know about others, anyway, he had already laid the groundwork for his English scores when he went home this time. As for the rest, just let it be. To be honest, he is quite satisfied with his current ranking, although he is definitely more than this ranking, but through this time he can relieve the pressure of Ai's study. Although Ai Dad and Ai Mom said that Ai would learn to relax, if he was really relaxed, it would be that Ai Dad and Ai Mom would make him completely relaxed.
"Oops." Zhang Junfeng patted his head and said, "Go back and follow Xiao Peng to play CSGO, but I forgot to say it." I'll talk to them a little bit before handing over my phone. β
Lu Chunyu just wanted to speak, but Wang Qi directly interrupted him: "You don't have to say it, I know you must have said it." First in the class, seventh in age. β
The crowd burst into laughter.
Lu Chunyu smiled, and just wanted to speak, but caught a glimpse of Feng Yu who was hanging his head.
"Feng Yu, what's wrong? Broke up? β
"Really? No way, I bumped into the two of you to go to the movies yesterday in Duhe Square. It's just that I'm more curious about Degui, you don't reply to my messages. Wang Qi had a black question mark on his face.
Feng Yu waved his hand for a while: "Don't say it, I don't believe in it anymore, I came by bus today, but the phone is gone, I thought about it for a while, it should have fallen on the car, so I asked an aunt on the side of the road to borrow her to call 630 every day." β
"630 every day, close to the people." Zhang Junfeng laughed and asked again: "What about the result, I didn't find it?" β
"You see I didn't get any news from Wang Qi, everything on TV was fake, and the driver sent the things to the command station fifteen minutes later. I waited there for a long time without a word, and the reporter came for ten minutes to interview, and then left directly. At the mention of this, Feng Yu's heart ached, it was a new mobile phone he had bought not long ago.
"It should have been stolen, and generally no one will pick it up in front of anyone else if it is left in the car." Ai Xuexue analyzed that Feng Yu's home is actually not far from Ai Xuexue's home, and he will pass through the same road section, where Ai Xuexue once witnessed a gang of thieves committing crimes.
"In fact, a very small part of what he played was successfully recovered, and most of the others were actually not recovered and he did not play, so people will misunderstand his magic." Lu Chunyu said a word for 630, and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." The mobile phone is regarded as a casino, and if the casino is frustrated, it proves that Feng Yu is proud of your love. β
"Have a meal together?" Ai studied the invitation, as for punishing him for asking for water, no one mentioned it, and there was no need to mention it.
"Forget it, I'll go talk to her first, I guess she also sent me a message for the afternoon." Feng Yu waved his hand and asked Ai Xue to borrow a mobile phone, Ai Xue didn't play games, so he was naturally not obsessed with mobile phones, so he directly gave the mobile phone to Feng Yu and went to eat with everyone.
In the evening self-study, Ai Xuexue was studying the last question of this math test, and Duan Siyu walked up to the podium with an English book.
"Today we should dictate the contents of chapter 3, and everyone put the book away first." Duan Siyu spoke in a very light voice, but the weight was very heavy. No way, the English teacher asked her to dictate words to everyone every Sunday night, and she dictated at the English teacher's place.
The class gradually became accustomed to Sunday night dictation, and they would look at the words an hour earlier.
Duan Siyu saw that everyone was almost ready, so he read word by word.
There were not many words, Duan Siyu quickly returned to his seat, and the evening self-study was almost over.
Duan Siyu turned to Ai Xuexue and said softly: "Ai Dashen, from tomorrow at noon, you will dictate twenty words to me every day, when you catch up with the progress and when it will end." β
"Huh?" Ai Xuexue raised his head, his face was incredible, looking at Duan Siyu with a firm gaze, the bitterness in his heart.
"Comments?" Duan Siyu increased the volume.
"No comment." Ai Xuexue shook his head, he really didn't dare to have an opinion on this taekwondo master.