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In the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of Jing'an Middle School, the old man Zhao on the podium was full of emotion, dancing and explaining grammar knowledge one after another. He poked a blank spot in a sample question with chalk and kindly asked for the answer.

At the moment of turning around, the corner of Old Man Zhao's eyes glanced at an untimely smirk in the corner, he turned his head, his brows twisted into a figure of eight, and his right hand holding the chalk shook up and down, pulling a long tone, "Ehe, pay attention to the topic, don't get distracted." ”

The whole class followed Teacher Zhao's eyes, and Chen Yihe, who was in the penultimate row, was holding his chin with his hand, and the smile on his face was about to overflow. The eyebrows are two mountains, the eyes are like water, and the lovesickness is like a waterfall pouring down, looking like a young pig brother with spring.

"Hahaha", the whole class burst into laughter, Chen Yihe, who was immersed in his fantasies, was frightened by the sudden laughter, shook like an electric shock, and found that the teachers and classmates in front of him were looking at him one by one, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry Teacher Zhao, I promise not to do it next time, let's continue the class, don't delay the learning of the students."

Teacher Zhao frowned, and responded with a smile, "You say that every time." The college entrance examination will be in June, so you have to pay more attention to yourself. Then he started talking about the English example again.

Chen Yihe smiled, it had become the norm for him to be in a daze in English class. Since he had a heated argument with his English teacher in class in his second year of junior high school, he has never been interested in learning English. Although Mr. Zhao is a serious teacher and humorous person, his English comprehension ability and lazy nature have always made Chen Yihe not interested in English subjects.

At the beginning of class, Chen Yihe could barely listen to part of the content, but when he couldn't figure out the connection between the word that was filled in the blank space and the context, he gradually lost his mind in which, why, and who.

Thinking about the Lu Wei collection he just watched last night, the bloody counterattack of the Wind Sword Hao when he was overnight in the Internet café last weekend, and finally the girl in the next class who always sat quietly at the desk and wrote one question after another, and liked to twist her hair with her hands when she encountered a problem, suddenly occupied his mind.

When Li Nanyuan's face flashed in Chen Yihe's mind, he laughed uncontrollably, and the more he laughed, the more he overflowed. In the faces of a group of serious students, it was simply a flock of chickens and cranes, but they were found and named by Mr. Zhao.

Chen Yihe touched his nose, which was his subconscious action when he was embarrassed, and he was about to continue listening. "Smack", a fat hand on his shoulder. He tilted his head to look at the big face plate like a moon cake, which was his tablemate, Yu Zunhong.

Yu Zunhong, the first fat man in the seventh class of the third year of high school, he is not tall and adds 170 pounds of meat, a walking pig alive, but his athletic ability is completely disproportional to his size, even as a pig, it is also a super wild boar. He is the best among boys in terms of endurance and speed, which also makes him a good player on the basketball court, and he is nicknamed "Little Buckley". He often prides himself on being handsome, and his facial features can barely be said to be handsome, but the wide face plate directly makes the word handsome turn into a kind one in him. However, the unbelievably vigorous peach blossoms made him a saint-like existence among boys.

At this moment, Yu Zunhong was raising his eyebrows, showing a kind aunt smile, and suddenly put on a serious face, and said with a straight face: " After the strict appraisal of the higher-level organization, it can be basically confirmed that you are secretly thinking about Li Nanyuan, Comrade Yihe, your thinking is very dangerous, I know that you are now at a turning point in your life, but you can't just sink in, you should conscientiously implement the core values of socialism with Chinese characteristics, let the ideal fully wash away your decadent thoughts full of spring, and let Marxism-Leninism guide you through this confused stage of life in your adolescence. ”

"You... What are you talking about, bitch? Do you want to give you an award for the best bullshit of the year? Chen Yihe choked on these words, rolled his eyes and continued: "Implement you big-headed ghost, you are rotten, what else can you ...... Why is it her? Can't it be like Lu Wei? Yes, it's Lu Wei, wait for me to replicate his goal against the Raptors after school. ”

"Hey, I dare not admit it. Yu Fatzi looked disdainful, "Zhizi Mo Ruo's father, if you think of Lu Wei, you will shoot directly on the spot, and the obscenity is written all over your face and Lu Wei, what's the matter? Do you want two wives or do you have any thoughts about black brothers?"

"Get out of the way, okay, Lao Tzu just thinks about Li Nanyuan, what's wrong?" Chen Yihe didn't hide his heart when he was knocked out, and responded with no reason or strength.

"Ah He, you've been paying attention to her for so long, so you didn't want to get to know her? Maybe people are also interested in you?" Yu Fatzi patted Chen Yihe's shoulder and said, his expression was very similar to the three aunts and six aunts who urged marriage during the Chinese New Year.

The corners of Chen Yihe's mouth rose, he habitually bit his tongue, and said sullenly: "If everything goes as smoothly as you say, then you can help me say a Clippers championship." ”

"That's not good", Yu Fatzi shook his head vigorously, and said arrogantly, "This year's champion must be the Warriors, the Clippers, that is just a tool for the Warriors to warm up in the playoffs." ”

"You wait, wait for Lao Tzu's cosmic warship Heiba to be upset and send the warriors back to San Francisco. Chen Yihe directly put down the cruel words, but this cruel words are a bit like a pig on a tree.

"What are you doing here with me with spiced spicy shit? It's really wishful thinking, the boat will scuttle you a leak. ”

The two men from different camps began to greet each other's families and say a lot of more powerful things about their own teams, as if the O'Brien Cup was decided by these two shamans......

But on June 17 of the same year, when Curry missed that three-pointer and the Toronto Raptors lifted the O'Brien Cup at Oracle Stadium, the world went crazy, and such a future was something they never imagined now. It's as if Chen Yihe never thought of the future life course that surpassed all his fantasies about the future.

When the gears of fate are turned, fate begins to operate step by step, pushing us to mountains and seas one after another, and we have no choice but to go......

"Jingle bell", there was a bell outside the window, Mr. Zhao was in the mood, holding the chalk and planning to talk about his two, three, four or five knowledge points. The sudden ringing of the school bell made Teacher Zhao pause, like a rooster choked by the neck when he crowed. He looked at the students under the podium, all of them were impatient, scratching their ears and cheeks, so they put down the chalk proudly, raised their hands, and said with a smile: "It's time for school." ”

At that time, the classroom was like the scene of a hundred-mile race, a group of people running out of Hulala, and most of the girls who were studying seriously were running in front, and the students in the third year of high school always tried their best to use every minute and every second of time, such as Yu Zunhong, he directly picked up the basketball under the table, raised his head to Chen Yihe, and said impatiently: "Go, Ahe, it just so happens that there is no evening self-study today, go to play." ”

"No, there's something going on today, so I'm not going. Chen Yihe waved his hand and refused.

"Don't mind, what's important to have basketball? Shotguns for guns, ice dew for Gatorade, okay. Yu Zunhong patted his chest and assured Chen Yihe.

"I'll fight with you, you can't call him, forget it, Miss Li is ...... today" Lin Zhetian at the back table took over the conversation, said half of the sentence, and then showed a meaningful smile.

"Oh, I actually forgot, you kid......" Yu Zunhong suddenly realized, kept poking Chen Yihe's shoulder with his fingers, and said fiercely: "Heavy color and light friends." Then he picked up the basketball and walked away shoulder to shoulder with Lin Zhetian.

Leaving Chen Yihe standing there and smirking, the corners of his mouth were almost on his ears, and his simple smile was like the famous male star Wu Yan... Ahh

The people in the class gradually left, leaving only a few serious girls still studying at the desk, Chen Yihe held a basketball magazine in his hand, with a look of devotion, and he didn't know that he thought he was thinking about materialist dialectics.

"Toot toot", Chen Yihe's mobile phone in his pocket vibrated soundly, he put down the basketball magazine, turned off the alarm clock on his mobile phone, picked up his schoolbag and walked out.

Sure enough, as every Saturday before, Li Nanyuan also walked out of the classroom with another girl at this moment, talking and laughing, and was preparing to go downstairs at the staircase......

The author said: What's the feeling of being a bit of a tailgating idiot?? But adolescent boys always hope that the person they like can stay in their eyes for a while, and a while is enough. Who secretly followed the girl they liked like this, all the way to her door, and saw her safely enter the house before leaving?