I'm Li You, and I'm panicking now.

The story begins at 2 p.m. on June 5.

In the middle of summer, the weather is hot and humid, and all the students here are hanging their heads, except for good students like me, who are playing with their mobile phones, and if they don't have a table to support them, they can drag themselves to their heads. Only Ms. Liu, a venerable woman, passionately preached the infinite use and supreme truth of probability theory and mathematical statistics on the podium.

But what does that have to do with me?

I'm thinking, if a dozing classmate immediately slapped the table, stood up, and shouted, "Lao Tzu is no longer studying, go home to inherit tens of millions of family wealth", and then walk away, leaving only a domineering back for everyone to reminisce, then this boring life can be regarded as having some adjustment.

Syllable! Wang Zuo, the roommate sitting to my right, slapped the table with his face, and then stood up. The classmates in his sleep and Mr. Liu in the ocean of mathematics were taken aback by him, and several eyes fell on him. Mr. Liu, who has been engaged in education for more than 30 years, was very calm, looked at him directly, and opened and closed his mouth silently a few times. It's a pity that the scene I expected in my mind seems to be halfway through the happening, and after he stood up, he may have fallen asleep at first, or he may have slapped the table, and after standing silently for four or five seconds, he glanced left and right several times before he could be considered focused.

In the end, it was my roommate, he was also quick, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he swept down the textbook with his spare eyes, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Liu, I don't understand these knowledge points, can you talk about it again?" ”

After listening to him say those few knowledge points, my heart chuckled: Oh no, this book has turned the wrong page, and these are the ones that I talked about in the last class.

Teacher Liu said, "Classmates, if you have a problem, come to me alone after class, sit down first." Let's move on to the new lesson......"

Seeing that Mr. Liu gave him the steps, he immediately sat down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked it twice, then put it aside, and hurriedly wrote a line in his notebook and handed it to me.

When I took it, I saw that the notebook said: My phone is out of battery, what day is today?

Student, until the end of the semester, he only remembers the week and does not remember the day, but his word is significantly better than the previous few days! Although this word is a little grassy, it is said that the pen is strong, and this word is high!

I returned the interface of the novel on my phone, opened the calendar, read the date, and neatly wrote "April 6th, in addition, your words are beautiful", and looked at it again after writing, alas, it was still a little worse.

When I handed him the book, he was looking at me with a blank eye, and when I finished writing, he snatched it away, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, and his body seemed to be shaking slightly when he looked at it.

I said in my heart, isn't it just to praise you, as for the reaction, is it so big, or is it that he made an appointment with which girl, but only found out after the appointment?

After class, he apologized to the teacher, and everything was calm after that. Unlike before, he didn't go back to the dormitory to play with me, but went to the playground to play, and he also invited me to run with him. After declining his invitation and watching him run four or five laps, I walked straight back to my dorm.

Half-lying in my seat, I began to think about his anomaly today, and he seemed to be a different person.

It's mainly about language habits, I played with him since I was a child, and I knew what he would say when he opened his mouth, but today he asked me to run circles with him when the style of words and sentences didn't match him at all, and it looked particularly old-fashioned. Could it be that you have changed your routine by chatting with the little girl behind my back recently?

Then there's the improvement of handwriting and running laps, both of which are more impossible for him to happen than it is for me to give up Coke.

It seems that love can really change a person from the inside out. Thinking that he was about to find a girlfriend behind my back, I couldn't help but feel a little heartache and even some envy and jealousy.

He didn't come back until seven o'clock and brought back my dinner. Then I watched him eat dinner while he burned his legs, his left leg drained his right leg, and his legs went off the hook.

As he went down, he said in a broken way: "The hand is two doors, and the foot wins the man." If you don't practice boxing and legs, you will be a daredevil. If you don't practice boxing, you will be empty when you get old. The arms are bridges, and the legs are horses. Hard bridges also need to have hard horses......"

Hearing this, I know that I am not far from ten, he is trapped by love, and he is about to train his body hard, become a macho man, and then find his way back to the field. As a brother, of course, I can't irritate him, and I have to help him when necessary.

I got up from my chair, began to press my legs beside him, and then pretended to be casual and asked, "Xiao Zuo, what does that girl look like?"

His body shook violently as if he had been electrocuted, and then he asked me with a kind of surprise that wanted to cover up: "Girl? What girl? ”

Tut-tut, he said that he was a good brother for life, and he made me guess that he was still pretending to be there. That's it, I won't ask in detail, so as to save him from being annoyed and angry.

He stood up and said, "Xiaoyou, you accompany me to Dongshan Park this Saturday, I heard that there is an old boxer who teaches Baguazhang, who is very powerful, let's go there and open our eyes." I casually agreed.

After pressing my leg for a while, my muscles and muscles were also a little painful, and he stood up, so I didn't consume it anymore, straightened up, and when I looked up, I seemed to see someone in the women's dormitory opposite looking this way in the middle of the window.

I'm going to take a closer look at the man again, maybe I'm dazzled.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly sat up in my sleep: this thing has changed so much, could it be a rebirth! He's like a different person, and he doesn't know what day it is. But I thought about it again: no, the world is still scientific and materialistic after all, and it is not a novel that can be reborn casually.

Looking out of the bed, he was standing silently in the aisle, bending his knees slightly, his hands clasped around his chest, making a round stake posture, and his body swaying slightly from side to side, like a bear rubbing against a tree.

Shocked! Is this a martial arts master reborn! What kind of fuss is this!

I coughed: "Ahem, Xiao Zuo, are you a reborn?" ”

I couldn't see his eyes clearly in the night, only his confident voice: "Impossible, even if I can't take professional classes tomorrow, I'm not a reborn." ”

I nodded convincingly, and looked out the window, there was someone in the women's dormitory opposite standing at the window dressed in white, unable to see the figure clearly, let alone the face, I only knew that she was very thin, like clothes and hair supported by bones, it seems that I was not wrong before.

Lie down in bed and sleep peacefully.

The next day, the professional classes that had not been stopped for 800 years were gone.