entered the 582nd class, and before Yin Hang sat down, the same table said to him with an embarrassed face: "Yin Hang, the head teacher asked you to take your mobile phone to find him." ”

"Huh?" Yin Hang was blindsided, and then followed the gaze of his fellow tablemates, and looked up to find the camera behind him.

Forget about this stubble!

Yin Hang only felt a toothache, but he could only take his mobile phone and go to the office.

After confiscating the phone and being scolded for more than half a point, the lunch break was almost over when I came back.

There are still thirty-six days before the college entrance examination, and if something like that, his ears are almost cocooned this month.

But he now has to face the problem.

With a sigh, he pulled out a book he hadn't opened in more than a month from the bottom of a stack.

All afternoon, no matter what class he was taking, he was looking at geography.

Then he began to feel that the latitude and longitude in his mind were frantically knotted, drifting in all directions from east to west, north and south.

Why is this place not in the Mediterranean, but what is the Mediterranean climate?

This dense line and number, take the head to distinguish the terrain?

Why is it a geography question about the main species of organisms in a certain sea area?

The shortcomings of the government's regional planning, even if it will, dare not mention it.

As for some general knowledge questions......

Yin Hang was shocked.

"Is the world so full of bells and whistles?"

He suddenly felt that the loss was a semi-science major, otherwise if there was another history and politics, he could directly bury it.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Yin Hang's brain was like a pot of boiling paste.

The last time I felt this way was when I was in a freshman year in high school math class, and he sat in the first row without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

After going to the cafeteria in a drowsy manner, he didn't see An Tong and the two in a familiar place.

Changed places?

Yin Hang suddenly felt that his behavior was stupid.

For your own benefit, isn't it a bit too much to bully others?

When we met, I said I liked it, and I really deserved it when I was scolded for being sick......

Apologies?

Forget it, what are you doing to disgusting people?

After eating, Yin Hang returned to the classroom and saw that the representative of the geography class was handing out rolls.

"Do a geography paper today?"

"That's right."

Yin Hang said in his heart: "Give me one too!" ”

The geography class representative gave him a blank look.

"One by one, what's the hurry?"

Yin Hang was a little embarrassed, prepared a pen and straw paper in advance, and after sending it to him, he didn't wait for class, and directly began to read the questions and start writing.

……

An Tong ate the meal that Jiang Shiyun bought for her from the cafeteria, and asked quietly, "That, have you seen him?" ”

Jiang Shiyun also sighed and said, "It's almost the college entrance examination, it's thirty-six days!" ”

"I'm not afraid he'll pester you again...... Did he go? ”

"I didn't pay attention."

"The one in the middle of Area C, isn't there him either?"

Jiang Shiyun shook the porridge in her hand: "I'll come back after buying it, what are you going to do in Area C?" ”

"That's right."

"Why do you feel weird?" Jiang Shiyun was puzzled.

"No, oh yes." An Tong stretched his neck and asked, "Can you show me, it's the analysis he wrote for you, and I don't know much about that question." ”

"Whoa." Jiang Shiyun took out a stack of math papers very casually and handed it to An Tong.

An Tong took it, subconsciously smoothed the corners of the papyrus paper with his fingertips, looked up and asked, "When will I return it to you?" ”

"Just take it and look at it, I've given up this kind of question, if you encounter it, admit it, and see if you can take a hundred and three."

"Alas, one hundred and three," An Tong stuck out his tongue and said, "I didn't even have this material in my dreams." ”

Two hours later, the first large self-study class ended.

Yin Hang's face turned pale.

It took him an hour to write down his mentality, and another hour to flip through the books.

Even so, he failed to write a few questions, or even read a few questions.

Yin Hang doubted life so real for the first time.

From 1:50 p.m. to 7:50 p.m. now, the precious six hours before the college entrance examination, he seems to have learned a lot.

However, when Yin Hang was full of despair and packed his schoolbag, he found that his homeroom teacher was waiting for him behind him.

The head teacher, knowing that he was a day student, returned the phone to him after ten minutes of educational criticism, but demanded that Yin Hang put the phone in the office before class the next morning.

Yin Hang nodded and apologized like garlic, and after admitting his mistake, he at least got his mobile phone back.

At this time, class was already in class, Yin Hang was carrying his schoolbag and walking alone in the corridor of the empty teaching building.

At the top of the stairs, a girl was leaning against the corner, holding a book in her arms, scratching the ground with her toes irritably, after the voice-activated light suddenly turned on, she hurriedly walked down in a panic, and after walking two steps, she turned her head cautiously, just looking at Yin Hang.

If it was before, Yin Hang would definitely slow down and wait for the other party to go downstairs, so that he could avoid any close contact with the opposite sex, but at this moment, even if he slowed down, it was useless.

Because the other side is coming in the other direction.

"Well, how are you?" An Tong's half hand was shrunk in his sleeve, and he shook it in a small way and said hello.

"......" Yin Hang was embarrassed for a while and didn't know what to say.

An Tong looked at Yin Hang, wanted to speak and stopped, and walked in front of him silently.

"I'll give this back to you." An Tong opened the book he was holding, sandwiched a stack of straw paper inside, handed it to Yin Hang, walked past him, and said in a low voice: "That, it's class, bye." ”

Yin Hang was a little speechless when he held the stack of papyrus.

Is this a complete severance of relations?

It doesn't seem to matter per se.

Purely one-sided......

Turn left at the school gate 100 meters is the bus stop, just out of the school Yin Hang found that the bus he was waiting for had arrived at the station, he quickly turned his back and pressed the schoolbag, and ran over,

Because it was the starting station, even the last one to get on the train still had seats, Yin Hang gasped, slumped in a position where the window could be opened, and fanned the wind with the stack of straw paper in his hand.

"Don't litter."

Yin Hang heard the voice and looked at a middle-aged woman with glasses and a serious face next to him.

It's like a teacher at school.

Calling me?

"Pick it up."

Yin Hang followed the teacher's gaze and saw a crumpled note in his footsteps.

"This ......" Yin Hang said that it didn't seem to make much sense if it wasn't his own, and when he picked it up, he found that there was a string of crooked numbers on it.

Yin Hang glanced at the papyrus in his hand again.

Sandwiched in there?

Yin Hang, who noticed something, quickly took out his mobile phone and used WeChat to add friends.

The user does not exist

Ha?

Yin Hang wiped the sweat dripping on his phone, and used QQ to add friends.

This time a black and white anime avatar popped up, and the screen name is an indescribable string of garbled symbols.

Age 120 years old, gender male.

Signature is ...... Don't suffer Lao Tzu.

Is this An Tong?