I met her in the cold winter of frost and snow Chapter 27 Homework

Yang Xunqing, who returned home, entered the bedroom, opened his schoolbag, and wanted to finish these annoying things quickly while the night was not deep.

It's a pity, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and there are not two volumes written, but the heart is open.

"Doing homework? Write a fart, swing open. With this thought in mind, one flew from the chair to the bed.

"Ouch, comfort." After saying a word to himself, he started Timi.

"Yang Xunqing, I have something to do, go out, you give me a good study."

At this time, a voice shouted in the living room, wearing clothes while talking, and that person was Father Yang, Yang Yi.

Because Yang Xunqing usually closes the bedroom door, and Yang's father doesn't care much.

"Oh, got it."

The boy in the bedroom also put down his mobile phone in response, and then quickly returned to his seat, for fear of being found looking at his mobile phone just now.

Sure enough, not long after, the closed bedroom door was opened, and his son was seen sitting in a chair, facing the pile of books.

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do, look what you're doing"

"Ah, okay, okay, don't you have anything, hurry up and go out, and disturb my study."

With that, the boy pushed his father out and closed the door.

And Father Yang, who was outside the door, also shouted again, "Don't just think about playing, study first." ”

"Got it."

A response came out of the door, and Father Yang, who got the response, also went out.

"Ouch, I'm finally gone." At this time, Yang Xunqing spoke, then looked at the mobile phone on the bed, and then looked at the book in front of him.

"That's it, let's do our homework first, and I'll explain later."

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So the boy started to write again.

......

Su Yuxin was also conducting a crazy "crusade" against the books on the table at this time.

Because Su Yuxin's grades are also a little better than Yang Xunqing's, and because she keeps rushing homework, she has also written a lot.

"Ouch hey, I'm tired and tired, and sure enough, the school is a dog, and there are so many things."

"Well, I'm really convinced." At this time, the girl suddenly thought of Yang Xunqing, "Hey, do you want to ask him how he wrote, and then taunt him by the way (◦ ̇▽ ̇◦)"

"Just do it, hehehe"

Thinking of this, the girl stopped the pen in her hand, picked up the mobile phone and clicked on the familiar social software, and found the boy's name.

"Are you there?(*^ω^*)"

Yang Xunqing was worried about his homework at this time, and when he heard the voice of the mobile phone on the bed, he couldn't hold it for a moment.

"Whoosh" is to get the phone in hand, regardless of who it is, quickly unlock the password, and look at the message.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the person who came from the news was Su Yuxin, he quickly replied to the past.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you where your homework is (funny)"

"......" Yang Xunqing's face darkened when he saw this string of words.

Obviously, he has just escaped from the bitter sea of work, how can there be special people to mock him as a warlord.

"I didn't write where ('⌒ ́メ)" At this time, Yang Xunqing was also not angry, and sent a voice message to the past.

Su Yuxin saw that Yang Xunqing was not typing but sending voices, so she clicked on it with curiosity.

Hearing that voice full of resentment, the next thing was music.

"Hahahaha, it seems that he was tortured and crazy like me (*σ ́∀')σ" Su Yuxin said in her heart, and then also sent a voice message.

"Hey, what's going on ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) with your angry voice ✧"

"Cut, I want you to take care (•́へ•́ ╬)"

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, don't be angry, or you don't write it yet, I'll be writing when I go to you tomorrow (◦ ̇▽ ̇◦)"

The young man who heard the sentence thought about it, and then typed and replied: "Eh, it's not impossible."

"Okay, then sauce, bye-bye, I'll go first"

"Well, okay"

After the two of them sent the message, they did not continue to write it, and of course they were not in the mood to write it down.

In this way, the two waited for tomorrow.