Except for Wang Chengyou's big words, "He will also be at the top of the list next time", the days in school returned to the previous rhythm. Reading - Old man James always has an endless list of books to arrange and make papers—and the teachers of all subjects scatter the papers like snowflakes. The tactic of the sea of questions is not only the preserve of public schools.

For Mo Yan, the biggest change in his life is not on campus.

Rather—

"Mo Yan!" Wang Chengyou leaned against the back door of the classroom with his hands folded, and seemed to be waiting for Mo Yan to pass by when he got out of school.

Mo Yan didn't squeak, let alone stop. But it does not prevent Wang Chengyou from smiling and sticking up.

"Let's go." Wang Chengyou put one of the shoulder straps of his backpack on his shoulder, and squeezed Mo Yan around him while the flow of people after school was over.

Mo Yan directly blackened his face.

Three days ago, a similar scene appeared for the first time. Wang Chengyou carried his backpack, leaned against the back door of the classroom, smiled and waited for her to pass by, and called her "Mo Yan" lightly. At that time, she was not as shy as she is now, after all, his kindness to rush to help late at night was still there, and she was far from getting used to crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

"Let's go." He smiled.

"Where are you going?" She asked stupidly.

"Naturally," Wang Chengyou raised his eyebrows. Every time he raised his eyebrows, Mo Yan had an illusion that the sun was shining in front of him; Every time he raised his eyebrows, she subconsciously looked away, not wanting to be affected by her appearance.

Wang Chengyou, who had sold enough guanzi, continued, "Go back to your house!" ”

"My family?"

"Uh-huh."

"Excuse me, can I say no?"

Wang Chengyou shrugged: "I knew that you would not be welcome." But I answered my aunt's appointment. By the way, Wang Chengyou shook his mobile phone.

Mo Yan was also resolute enough, without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Mo Jielian. It was a menacing tone. However, after only opening the beginning, he stopped the sound.

Mo Jielian on the other end of the phone spoke in a dry and reluctant tone, and forced a "hey" without incident, cutting off all the back roads for Mo Yan's questioning. Instead, her voice slowed and softened: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm fine. I've made something delicious, and I'll eat it when you come back. ”

Also "you"!

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and rolled over to Wang Chengyou. Wang Chengyou shrugged his shoulders again, indicating that he was also innocent. He was born to please his aunt, what was wrong with him.

If other boys and girls interact like this at the door of the classroom, they would have been watched and teased. However, this is the king, and no one dares to be a demon on the head of a tiger. Everyone passed by numbly, at most straightened up their ears to eavesdrop, and the expressions on their faces did not dare to make waves.

Mo Yan was worried about what would happen to Mo Jielian, so she had no intention of arguing with Wang Chengyou, and ran forward through the flow of people by herself. Wang Chengyou was unceremonious and followed by himself.

The two men marched in a hurry, surpassing countless people along the way.

As he walked, Wang Chengyou, who had been two steps behind, suddenly grabbed Mo Yan's arm. The boy's slender and bony hand gently covered Mo Yan's elbow, obviously through the thick cotton clothes, but it did not prevent the heat from coming suddenly.

Mo Yan subconsciously turned his head, and the moment his eyes met, Wang Chengyou's pupils changed, and there seemed to be waves, and Mo Yan couldn't help but lose his mind for a second or two.

"Director Discipline is in front."

Mo Yan searched ahead, and in the shadows, he saw Director Feng Ji with his hands behind his back, the ring ruler in his hands, and pacing at the school gate with care.

Running and playing in the school are expressly forbidden. Hooking shoulders and backs is also not allowed.

The students at the school gate of all paths behaved in a proper manner, with their backs straight, their heads held high, and they walked calmly and steadily, and everyone walked in a demeanor. Mo Yan couldn't help but slow down.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wang Chengyou, who was still the most exhausted of all.

Mo Yan couldn't help muttering, it is said that he is like this, and he is inevitably "instructed" by the director of discipline with a ring ruler in public. But Director Feng Ji refused to turn his face. No matter how you look at it, there is a suspicion of deliberate avoidance.

The crowd enveloped them forward, and they quickly walked out of the school gate. Many people flocked to the school buses, while others flocked to the private car parking spots further away. Mo Yan was unique and ran to the bus at the school gate. When she was really cheeky and standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus, she suddenly found that Wang Chengyou was also there.

"Wang Chengyou, you're too naïve, aren't you, my mother's perfunctory response to your words is serious?"

"Hmm!"

If you can't do it, you can't do it: "What are you doing at my house?" ”

"Make up the lessons."

"I'm just a three-legged cat that's a little bit better than you. You want to make up the class, with your family background, what kind of smart teacher can't be hired? ”

Mo Yan was indignant. She would have said, "Please spare me, poor three-legged cat, and don't spoil my time any more." However, she was disturbed by Wang Chengyou's eyes looking at her for a while, and she was distracted. The look in his eyes seemed to be smiling hard. She was dazzled?

Oh, that's funny!

I was anxious and annoyed, but the bus didn't come yet, so she was so irritable that she pouted.

"Don't you have a driver?"

"Would you like to sit?"

Mo Yan shook his head.

"Then you still ask."

"Remind you, you're going."

"Don't go. He laughed at me, saying that I didn't have a girl, I didn't even have a girlfriend. Unless you promise to impersonate once, help me earn face. Otherwise, I will never take his car again, and I will follow you on the bus. ”

Mo Yan suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing on her mask, causing her goosebumps to rise through her thick clothes.

"What, are you willing to impersonate once?"

Mo Yan, I'm really willing to cut through the mess quickly!

"Let's go!" Wang Chengyou showed a different kind of excitement, grabbed Mo Yan's thin wrist, raised his foot and rushed towards the place where the private car was parked.

The above is the situation before Wang Chengyou went to Mo Yan's house for the first time.

Since that day, Mo Yan suddenly lost the courage to refuse him to go with him.

Wang Chengyou didn't like to talk about Mo Jielian's mystery, and showed Mo Yan another side of him that she couldn't imagine at all. Caught her off guard!

On that day, the two knocked on the door of 306 Mo Yan's house one after the other.

Mo Jielian opened the door, Wang Chengyou became magical, took out a 9-inch chestnut fresh milk cake from his backpack, and directly captured Mo Jielian's heart. In the next second, Wang Chengyou sat down on the small square table in the kitchen, put the volume in the schoolbag on the table, and without saying a word, picked up the pen and began to circle the question, and pushed it to the side after the circle.

"You just do the circled questions."

Mo Yan was inevitably curious, so he leaned in to take a look. It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, I suddenly feel bad.

Wang Chengyou accurately circled all her blind spots. In other words, she can't do any math problems circled by Wang Chengyou!

It's not scientific!

Mo Yan was among the best art students in Chinese class, and years of poverty limited her entertainment life. There is no sister-to-girl party, no shopping, no leisure time outside of painting time, she is not wasted, and it is all spent on learning cultural classes. It's just that it's not hardworking, but hard work must be counted.

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