"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Su Yangyang return to the classroom with his head drooping and his unhappy face written on his face, Wang Qi stood next to her seat with a lunch box.

"What are you eating?" Smelling the smell of dumplings, he straightened up and glanced at Wang Qi's lunch box, "Where did the dumplings come from?" ”

"Now, Zhou Cheng asked someone to put it on my table." As he spoke, Wang Qi picked up the dumplings and stuffed them into Su Yangyang's mouth, looking at Su Yangyang's sad face, "Did you hit a wall?" ”

"It's not a touch." This dumpling is so hot, Su Yangyang hurriedly fanned the wind with his hand, and hesitated, "I've been fucking glued to the wall all the time." ”

Suddenly, Wang Qi laughed, and Su Yangyang, who was glued to the wall by Kong Yinxin, came to mind with a desperate face.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Qi put down the lunch box in his hand, pinched Su Yangyang's shoulder, and forced a smile, "Are you chasing him now?" ”

"Chase a fart." I really wonder if Wang Qi secretly learned to pinch his shoulders somewhere, and enjoyed it with his eyes closed, this strength is really comfortable, "Is there anyone who chases secretly like me?" ”

His eyes motioned to Wang Qi's lunch box on the table, "Your lunch box is called Fair and Honest, I'm just sneaking, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Saying that the class bell rang, Wang Qi patted Su Yangyang's shoulder, and pretended to be hypocritical: "Come on little baby."

The first class of evening self-study, math class, as usual, evening self-study generally does not give lectures, but allows students to complete homework.

"Frustrated crush?" While the head teacher was cleaning up his things on the podium, and before he was staring at the students, Chen Bin lowered his head and whispered gossip.

"We're both equally pitiful." Raising his eyebrows slightly, Su Yangyang glanced at the head teacher, and glanced at Chen Bin funny, "Lin Jia is to you, he is to me." ”

"Then should we hug our heads and cry? Keeping each other warm? Hearing that the head teacher cleared his throat and asked everyone to study quietly, Chen Bin smiled, "Can you pull me up?" Attend classes. ”

Next to the blackboard in the classroom, the countdown hanging on the wall is decreasing day by day, since Kong Yin's new class is over, the intersection between the two seems to be only Saturday night's cram school, and the rest of the chance encounters are deliberately done by Su Yangyang.

But the good thing is that everything is not too bad, at least I am still on the way forward.

At the end of April in the south, the weather is unpredictable, with the sun shining during the day and the wind and clouds at night. The curtains were lifted by the strong wind, sweeping the desks of the students sitting by the windows in an orderly manner, and the test papers, books, and stationery were scattered on the ground.

"It's going to cool down these days, everyone, wear more. It's almost time to take the college entrance examination, don't catch a cold. On the podium, the head teacher looked at the curtains lifted by the wind and reminded him earnestly.

Su Yangyang, who was near the window, was originally concentrating on the math test questions, but the curtains swept caught her off guard, and in a hurry, she quickly pressed down some test papers on the table, but the draft book was blown off.

Su Yangyang hurriedly bent down to look around, and the blown over scratch paper fell diagonally in front of the front table.

"Zheng Yuyi, help me pick it up." Su Yangyang poked the classmates in the front row and whispered, "There, there." ”

Seeing Zheng Yuyi bending over to help him pick it up, Su Yangyang hung his hand on the side of the table, lowered his head and continued to look at the math problem he had racked his brain to think about just now. After a few seconds, his hand was empty, and he didn't have the heaviness of the draft book as expected.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, Su Yangyang raised his head, got up suddenly, snatched his draft book from Zheng Yuyi's hand, and roared in a hurry, "What are you doing!" ”

Perhaps it was too much movement, and the head teacher looked at them and reminded them to be quiet.