"Ding, Zero, Zero..."

"Boom!" The bell rang for the end of class, and the middle-aged woman on the podium, who was their math teacher, wearing a pair of heavy glasses, was talking about it at the moment, and her eyebrows were dancing, but below was because of the bell for the end of class, she was instantly restless, becoming more and more noisy, faintly erupting, and the voice also overshadowed the teacher, her brows gradually wrinkled, and her mouth was closed.

This is the last class of the morning, and after class, there will be a fierce competition for the destination of the cafeteria.

Of course, their starting points are different, and the starting time will also be affected by many factors, such as now...

The noise below was very intense, and on the podium, the teacher had already closed his mouth, just watching this scene quietly, with a calm face.

Outside the classroom, a large number of people ran through the door, occasionally glancing inside, quite a look of schadenfreude, because the number of students is too large, and when it is time for class to end, especially after school at noon, the whole school building is shaking, which makes their hearts even more excited.

Soon, it seemed to realize the problem, the noisy and noisy sound gradually disappeared, and finally, the whole classroom returned to calm, until this time, above the podium, the teacher still did not speak, just quietly watched this scene, his face was a little... Doesn't matter...

Anger, disgust, anxiety, irritability... All kinds of looks appeared on the faces of the students, and in the corner of the classroom, Zhou Che didn't care about these at all, sitting in the seat, he also looked indifferent, his eyes were misty, and he didn't seem to care much about anything.

After being quiet for a long time, the teacher who paused on the podium finally pushed the "glass bottle bottom" on the bridge of his nose and spoke...

"Tell me... Why don't you talk about it? ”

"It's okay, I'll talk about it when you're done, I have time, and I'm not in a hurry..."

"What's the panic at dinner, and no one is robbing you, I'll talk about it again, and you can leave class after you finish talking about this, you have to waste your time, do you think it's worth it?"

After throwing out a set of classic quotations that dragged the classroom, and waited until the whole classroom was quiet to the point of a needle falling and speaking unhurriedly for a few minutes, finally, she put her hands on the lectern...

"Look at you, calm down early and wait for me to finish, isn't it very fast, you have to waste your time, you can't reach it if you want to hurry, such a simple truth, it's interesting to talk about it all the time... The college entrance examination is coming soon, look at you..."The math teacher shook his head, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"Class!"

"Boom!" The voice fell, and when the teacher walked out slowly, the whole classroom was restless in an instant, but compared to before, this restlessness was smaller, mixed with all kinds of sighs and curses, and outside the classroom, after a few minutes of vibration, it had already been completely quiet.

"Alas, this math lady loves to drag the class the most, but in the last class before school at noon, she accounts for the most..."

"Damn, the teacher who teaches mathematics is not easy to mess with, this old lady may have reached menopause, her temper is too bad, Lao Tzu has already smashed two mobile phones by her..."

After a few complaints, it quickly subsided, some people had given up rushing to the cafeteria and left their seats unhurriedly, while others, as if they had formed a conditioned reflex, instantly burst out of the classroom and rushed out of the classroom.

This scene is basically the standard configuration for school every afternoon...

In the corner, Zhou Che still didn't react much, slowly closed the textbook, threw it casually, took a deep breath, and came back to his senses.

Being in a daze is his habit in class...

It is precisely because of this that his grades can be said to be miserable, the teachers of various subjects don't know how many times they have said him, but there is still no effect, and in the end, all the teachers, except for the class teacher who occasionally says two sentences about him, basically don't care much about him.

This corner near the trash can is his exclusive place...

It's the second semester of the third year of high school, that is to say, there are still a few months to go before the college entrance examination, although they don't have the appearance that the college entrance examination is coming on the surface, but they are all ruthless secretly, but Zhou Che is the same on the outside, and he doesn't pay attention to the college entrance examination at all...

"Little book! Catch! Just as he came back to his senses, a voice suddenly remembered not far away, and then, he reflexively stood up, turned his head, and raised his hand.

"Smack!"

The basketball flew in, crossed a beautiful arc, and fell steadily into Zhou Che's hands, he grabbed the ball with one hand, looked at the boys on the other side of the classroom with a calm expression, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and when he saw them, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

His high school life is boring and not much fun, and these buddies are a little...

"Book, don't go back, play basketball! I'll eat in the cafeteria with me later..."The one who spoke was a board head standing at the forefront, one meter eight tall, five big and three thick, it looked like a typical type of big guy that people often say, he was one of Zhou Che's best friends at school, devouring the ball like life!

His name is Lin Wenyao, and familiar people call him by his nickname, Mosquito, which is also a very skinny kind.

Naturally, Zhou Che was also influenced by them and had some interest in basketball, but in fact, he felt that playing basketball seemed to be able to enhance his charm and attract the attention of many people of the opposite sex, so he became obsessed.

And the nickname of the little book,Actually, it came a little suddenly.,Originally, Zhou Che was called Xiao Chezi.,Shouting and shouting.,I don't know which bastard mentioned what booklet.,It suddenly became a stalk.,The nickname of the little book followed.,Lingering.。

Of course,The meaning of this book,It's a very unserious kind...

"Fuck off, how many times have you said it, Lao Tzu doesn't call it a small book, and besides, I'm not interested in your canteen, I'll go home and eat!" Laughing and scolding, Zhou Che threw his arm and threw the ball back directly, his movements were chic, and some of the girls in the class who had not left looked sideways, and some even glanced at Zhou Che and turned back with a blush.

He is not handsome, but in this class, he doesn't talk much, plus he is very good and loves to play basketball, he is a cold man, and he is still a little charming.

Zhou Che saw the scene around him, and he was proud in his heart, but his face was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion, but in addition to being calm, he also secretly glanced at a position in front of him, and his heart was slightly touched.

It was a girl, sorting out her textbooks, wearing a gray dress, looking simple and capable without losing a little bit of youthful sexiness, although she was not very old, but her figure had been basically formed, and under the cover of the loose dress, there was still a delicate curve looming, which led to reverie.

He is the object of Zhou Che's crush... Xu Xiwen...

"Sister Xu, that... You can do us a favor..."Just when Zhou Che was peeping here, the mosquito suddenly smiled and spoke, and he was startled, and quickly turned his head to look, but saw him looking at himself with an obscene face, and there was a bit of a taste in his smile that everyone understands...

Several other people, with the same smile on their faces, stood aside to watch the play...

"Sister Xu, you help us persuade the little book... Oh no! It's me Brother Che, you let him go play with us, or you go to watch us play, and then let Brother Che invite you to have a meal and make up for it, Sister Xu, do you think it's okay? ”

"That's right, our Brother Che is very handsome when he plays!"

Zhou Che's head was full of black lines, he felt very embarrassed, and even the frequency of his heart beat was a little disordered...

I rub! That's what a bad friend is!

"Huh?"

Xu Xiwen was stunned for a moment, then two imperceptible blush appeared on her face, shook her head, and whispered, "Don't go... My mom told me to go home for dinner. ”

After saying that, she quickly packed up her things and ran out of the classroom...

"Mosquito, you again, blow your dog's head!" Zhou Che was a little annoyed all of a sudden, his brothers basically knew that he liked Xu Xiwen, and they made some jokes from time to time, but in essence, they were actually helping him, and he knew that he was helpless every time, and even in his heart, there was a trace of small expectations.

But he never took the initiative to bother, there were too many reasons, the most important thing was that he didn't want to affect her college entrance examination because of himself...

"You guys play your balls, I'm home, remember to eat, don't be like a bunch of fools who want the ball to die, forget to eat..."

"Fuck off!"

...

Walking out of the school gate, Zhou Che suddenly felt relaxed in his heart, I have to say that in a place like the school, the atmosphere is inherently depressed, no matter how indifferent it is, how relaxed it is, as long as he enters this school gate, he will feel an invisible pressure, and that feeling makes Zhou Che a little unbearable.

It's like being forcibly trapped in a small birdcage, as if you have lost your freedom!

And out of the school gate, this constraint will naturally dissipate.

Cars come and go, there is some congestion on the road, there are all kinds of shops on both sides, it looks like they are all high-end, people come and go, extremely noisy, the prosperity of Tang City, has always been like this.

And the more prosperous, the more he felt a kind of emptiness and loneliness in his heart, and this feeling gradually made him form a habit of not liking to talk nonsense, which is also the reason why he spoke little in the class, in short, he was a little withdrawn...

But this is inseparable from his own situation and experience...

Zhou Che's parents are far away in Chuanhai City, Tangcheng, he lives alone, and his place is a little far away from Tangcheng Middle School, basically taking the bus to and fro, if you walk, it takes at least 40 minutes to get home from school.

As for going home for dinner...

In addition to having time to buy groceries and cook on weekends, he basically orders a takeout in his small restaurant downstairs, and after eating, he sets an alarm clock, takes a nap, gets up and goes to school, and basically lives according to a fixed process every day, which is extremely boring.