Sang You went to the infirmary again.

She's not dizzy, she's just unlucky.

Just now it was another five-minute military posture, Sang You stood strongly, but the boy behind him fell, and a boy who rushed straight to 1.9 meters fell straight down, Sang You was still a little surprised when he stared at the floor, huh? Why is it dark?

Then Tarzan pressed to the top, and it was really dark.

Before the man smashed down, he still had reason and pushed Sang You, who was standing in front of him.

One smashed down, lying on the ground unconscious with his back to the ground.

One flew out, on his knees and in a blank look of shock.

Except for the one lying on the ground, the entire twenty-fifth squadron stared at each other with wide eyes.

The staff hurriedly asked a few boys to carry the man to the infirmary, and the girls helped Sang You up, Sang You couldn't stand straight with her back hunched, the position of the 25th Squadron was at the edge of the playground, and Sang You's knees smashed firmly on the plastic runway, which would be hot and painful.

The staff said, "Go to the infirmary." ”

He paused and asked Sang You, "Can you go?" ”

"Yes." Sang You said with difficulty, anyway, whether it was okay or not, she couldn't let the instructor rush into the infirmary in embarrassment.

Ning Yan squatted down to look at her knees, a little frightened: "It's worn out of the skin." ”

Sang You raised the corners of his mouth: "It's okay." ”

Both knees were smashed into the skin, and it hurt badly if he stood up straight, Sang You had to bend his legs, hunch his back, and Ning Yan was beside him, Sang You seemed to have experienced what it would be like to walk by himself fifty years later.

Passing through many squadrons on the way, Sang You was watching while silently reciting in her heart, Flying disaster, Buddha sin, she will be compensated, well, right.

Sang You lowered her hat a little more, she couldn't see me, she couldn't see me.

After arriving at the infirmary, Ning Yan went back, Sang You slowly moved into the infirmary with her grip on the door frame, she didn't want to care about face anymore, who do you love, except for the school doctor in the infirmary, she was either dizzy or injured, everyone was embarrassed, just one more of her.

Sang You moved while doing psychological construction, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the fainted 1.9 meters were lying on a stretcher of 1.6 meters, half of his legs were hanging down, covered with a white cloth, with a miserable white complexion, and the air conditioning wind blew over all of a sudden, Sang You shuddered for a while, and couldn't help but tilt his head, but when he saw the tall young man standing by the window, he almost didn't come up in one breath.

Who will tell her why Zhou Yan is here?

Why is he here again?

She subconsciously turned her head and wanted to find Ning Yan, take me back quickly, don't do this knee!

Ning Yan was long gone, Sang You stiffened and moved in step by step, she couldn't stand up straight, and now there was a pressure of 'my sweetheart seeing me at the age of eighty' on her back, and Sang You couldn't wait to walk with her forehead on her toes.

Zhou Yan leaned against the window and looked at the door with a scattered gaze.

Sang You's not tall, Zhou Yan couldn't estimate it, he just felt that looking small, he would walk with his back hunched and look even smaller. He watched her slowly move to the stool and sit down, her eyes not squinting, her face expressionless, and she looked like she was blind.

It's a little funny, Zhou Yan shook off the thermometer and thought.

There are two school doctors in the school, but they will be very busy, and one of the school doctors said to Sang You very quickly, "I'm sorry, little classmate, you wait first, I'll get you a bottle of iodine first, can you eliminate the poison yourself?" ”

Sang You nodded in response, the military pants were ground into two holes, the knees were broken, and the flesh and blood were mixed with gravel, Sang You touched it and immediately gasped.

She glanced at Zhou Yan quickly, and saw this person looking down at the ...... in his hand What's that?

Sang You didn't see it clearly, so she turned her head and glanced at it again.

Oh, the thermometer.

Thermometer?

Zhou Yan has a cold?

Sang You wanted to apply iodine while trying to, but she used too much force, and a cotton swab poked down, she couldn't help but hiss, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhou Yan looking over.

Zhou Yan saw that this little girl seemed to have changed her face, frowning and full of pain one second, and looking away the next second with an expressionless face.

"Don't know me anymore?" Zhou Yan stuffed the thermometer into his pocket and asked.

Sang You seemed to have just discovered this person, and his tone was quite surprised: "Senior, why are you here?" ”

“……”

Zhou Yan: "Are you short-sighted?"

"Hmm." Sang You nodded, "Eight hundred degrees." ”

She doesn't care, she's blind.

Zhou Yan subconsciously looked at her eyes, strange to say, the eyes of 800 degrees of myopia were not deformed because of wearing glasses, the eyes were narrow and long, the pupils were black and translucent, the eyelashes were very long, and the tails of the eyes were hooked up.

This is a pair of very charming eyes, but the little girl's childishness has not disappeared, neutralizing that trace of charm.

Zhou Yan looked down and glanced at her knees: "Fainted again?" ”

fell like this, except for fainting, Zhou Yan really couldn't think of any other reason.

"It's not." Sang You replied while applying iodine, and lifted his chin to the stretcher, "It's him who faints." ”

Zhou Yan: "What does it have to do with him?" ”

Sang You: "He knocked me away." ”

“……”

As soon as the words ended, everyone around them burst into laughter.

The school doctor's aunt was free, took the iodophor in Sang You's hand, and half-squatted to help her treat her wounds. The school doctor frowned: "It looks weird, can you stand up straight?" ”

Sang Yougan smiled: "No." ”

But it doesn't matter, she can move slowly, just as she experiences life after getting old in advance.

The school doctor asked her if she wanted to wrap a bandage, Sang You shook her head and refused, after dealing with it, she looked at the red and swollen knees and sighed, she wanted to move back to the playground but couldn't do it, even if she moved back, she couldn't participate in military training, instead of sitting next to the sun and basking in the sun, it was better to sit in the infirmary and blow the air conditioner.

The class bell rang, and Zhou Yan turned around and prepared to go back.

Sang You shouted anxiously: "Senior! ”

Zhou Yan turned his head: "Huh? ”

-

After the second class, Zhou Yan stood up and prepared to go out from the back door, but was dragged by Jian Licheng by the corner of his clothes: "Are you going to the toilet?" Shun me one. ”

"Don't go, let go."

Jian Licheng saw clearly that he was holding something in his hand, and when he looked at it, he found that it was an essay newspaper, and asked suspiciously: "Where are you going with the essay newspaper?" ”

"Infirmary."

“？？？”

Zhou Yan raised his hand and looked at his watch, and walked forward quickly, Jian Licheng was confused, and wanted to keep up, but was dragged down by his tired and heavy body, and finally fell asleep, who he loved.

Zhou Yan took the composition newspaper and went to open the door of the infirmary, the number of people in the infirmary only increased, and there was an extra fainting girl next to the fainting one meter nine, and there were some girls sitting on the chairs on the side.

The troublesome little girl sat on the pony by the stretcher, holding her face and looking at it, and her eyes lit up when she saw him coming.

"Senior!"

Zhou Yan walked up to her, the altitude difference was too big, he half-squatted down, handed her the composition newspaper, and said: "The grade difference is a bit big, I don't know what you can read, the composition newspaper should be more appropriate." ”

Sang You's first year of high school has just started, and I don't know if I've read the textbooks.

But he has entered a round of review in his third year of high school, and after thinking about it, he feels that there is no knowledge barrier only for such things as composition.

Sang You's eyes were full of stars, and he held the essay newspaper with both hands: "Thank you, senior!" ”

She sat in the infirmary and really couldn't find anything to do, she would only waste her time in a daze, she stopped Zhou Yan in a hurry just now, and only after half a sound did she hold back a sentence 'Can the senior help me bring a book', against Zhou Yan's puzzled gaze, she said "I want to study!" ’

After Zhou Yan left, Sang You regretted it, Zhou Yan's choice of Quanli, in addition to Yushuying, and the physical and chemical life that she couldn't learn even if she died, and she wanted to vomit when she looked at it.

If Zhou Yan happened to bring her a book on physics and chemistry, instead of staring at the textbook, she might as well spend her time in a daze.

As a result, Zhou Yan brought an essay newspaper!

Essay newspaper!

Zhou Yan's composition newspaper!

Sang You felt that there were 10,000 chickens screaming in her heart!

Zhou Yan's fingertips tapped the cover of the composition newspaper: "You can make marks during the reading process, but you must be neat." ”

Sang You nodded violently like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, okay, I'll send it to you after reading it." ”

Zhou Yan: "Know which class I'm in?" ”

Sang You: "I know, I know, Class 17!" ”

She was the same as rushing to answer, full of confidence, her voice was loud, and she turned off her voice after shouting.

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't ask her how she knew, not that she wasn't curious, but this girl's expression of 'if you dare to ask me' was too tragic.

After Zhou Yan left, Sang You held the essay newspaper and began to read it. Writing is her forte, writing narrative essays in junior high school, argumentative essays in high school, essays, essays, novels in her spare time, and later went to college to learn screenwriting and began to write scripts, she is involved in almost all genres, and she can also write.

But she focused on novels and screenplays in college, and her free time was also given to history. I haven't written an argumentative essay for a long time, and this style of writing has two main points, one is the idea, and the other is the material.

At present, she has thoughts, but she has no materials, and she used to memorize a lot, but now she has forgotten all about it.

There are a lot of marks on Zhou Yan's composition newspaper, in addition to the good words, good sentences and good examples that he drew with a highlighter, the famous deeds will be summarized by him in concise and concise sentences, simple words will be replaced by him with advanced words, and the famous sayings and poems quoted in excellent compositions will also be extended by him.

Sang You borrowed a pencil from the school doctor, moved the little Mazha, and lay on the office desk to read and write.

She spent the whole morning with an essay newspaper, during which her roommates came to see her, chatted a few words of condolences, and went back to military training with a bitter face.

During this period, Yi.9 woke up, lying on the stretcher with weak half-closed eyes staring at Sang You, Sang You didn't have time to look at him, and she hated everyone tall equally, because she was short.

One meter nine tried to talk: "Are you okay?" ”

Sang You glanced at his knees and shook his head: "You are more troublesome." ”

“……”

One meter nine made a comeback: "What are you looking at?" ”

"Essay Newspaper."

"How do you have an essay newspaper?"

Sang You began to talk nonsense: "I don't know. ”

“……”

One meter nine completely closed his eyes and stopped talking.