[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Activities are not only organized by students, but also by teachers. In front of me is an activity held by the teachers of the mathematics group: answer questions within a limited time.

The teacher arranges the serial numbers of all the questions, and the students draw them, and they answer whichever question they draw. Question types include multiple choice, fill-in-the-blank, calculation, large-scale questions, etc. The upper limit of answering time is five minutes.

The New Year's Day activity itself is just for fun, and most students avoid the subject of mathematics. Except for a few people, it can be said to be a bit indifferent.

Song Ci'an won the 22nd question of Paper No. 3, the final question on the set of papers.

Song Cian had excellent academic performance and got full marks in every exam in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Therefore, there were few teachers who could not recognize Song Cian, especially mathematics teachers.

The teacher in charge said with great interest after seeing the question number that Song Ci'an drew: "This question is the most difficult of these questions, and the scope of knowledge involved has exceeded the scope of high school."

The other teachers and classmates on the side looked up after hearing this. For no other reason than Song Cian's name was resounding in Jincheng No. 1 Middle School. Few people don't know him and his nearly perfect scores.

The other two teachers nearby also gathered around when they saw this. They were teachers from other grades. They only knew that Song Cian had won a prize in the physics competition and had very good grades in physics. I also heard that Song Ci'an's math scores were perfect every time, but I have never actually seen it. Moreover, when the question was designed, they all believed that it was too much beyond high school knowledge and almost no one could solve it.

"Okay, the five-minute countdown begins." The teacher in charge said after seeing that Song Cian was ready, he turned on the countdown.

Song Ci'an raised his head and looked at the question. It was not difficult, and then he started to calculate on the paper. In less than five minutes, a piece of draft paper was already filled with writing.

The teacher in charge took a look at the answer. It was completely correct, but the steps to solve the problem were different from the standard answer they prepared.

After handing the five coupons to Song Cian, the teacher in charge put away the answer sheets and planned to go back and study them carefully.

Winter nights always come very quickly. Looking at the darkening sky, Song Cian asked, "Are you enough coupons?" The two of them participated in many activities, so they should be able to exchange for a doll.

Lin Huai calculated it in his mind and said, "It should be exceeded."

"Let's go and exchange the dolls." The school's prize exchange place is at the entrance of the auditorium, which is a bit far away. It takes a lot of time to walk there.

The two of them won a total of one hundred and fifty coupons, and after exchanging the big dolls, there were still fifty coupons left. Seeing this, Song Cian took another identical little doll with exactly fifty coupons.

Although the school is not on holiday, there are no restrictions on entry and exit. Students who have participated in the activity can go home directly, or students who do not want to participate in the activity and have urgent matters can leave in advance.

"It seems a little strange for me, a big boy, to hold two dolls." Lin Huai stuffed the smaller one into Song Cian's arms, "One for each person."

Looking at Lin Huai whose whole face was buried in his scarf, Song Cian chuckled lightly, "Why don't you give me the big one."

Hearing this, Lin Huai changed the doll to the side far away from Song Ci'an and said warily, "You promised to change this for me, don't cheat."

"Let's go, I lied to you." Lin Huai looked like a puppy, trying hard to hide the things he liked out of sight, but unfortunately, a little bit of them still leaked out.

The two walked silently in the snow, time seemed to stand still, and no one mentioned going home first. In the night, the snowflakes flying all over the sky under the street lights are like a group of elves dancing freely in the night sky, flying one after another, leisurely and contentedly. These snowflakes swirled and danced in the air, seeming to compose a silent movement for this silent night. Then, they slowly fell down and gently covered the ground, forming a field of pure white snow.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I got home, and it was completely dark. The food was being heated in the kitchen, and Mrs. Song was sitting in the living room, knitting under the dim light.

The door opened and a cold breath came in. Mother Song looked up and said, "I'm back. The food is ready and you can eat it soon."

Putting down the things in her hands, Mother Song planned to go to the kitchen to serve food, "You can just wash your hands..." Mother Song's words stopped abruptly when she touched the doll in Song Ci'an's arms.

"Did Xiao An have a girlfriend?" Looking into Song Ci'an's eyes, Song's mother said openly, "It's okay. Your mother is not a feudal antique. She is young and falling in love is normal."

Meeting Mother Song's teasing eyes, Song Ci'an couldn't help but look down at the doll in her arms. It was pink, delicate, and beautiful. It really looked like a gift given between lovers. No wonder Mother Song misunderstood it.

There's nothing I can do about it, among the bunch of dolls, this one is the only one with a decent appearance.

Thinking of the enlarged version of the doll in Lin Huai's arms, Song Cian looked a little confused.

"No, Mom, I didn't talk about a girlfriend, and it wasn't a gift from my girlfriend." Song Cian put the doll in her arms on the sofa and took off her cotton-padded clothes, "It was a gift from a classmate."

Song's mother seemed to have some differences, "A male classmate and a female classmate?" Who would give a pink doll to a male classmate? Something is wrong! !

"Male classmate." Mother Song seemed helpless as she thought, "Mom, don't think about it. My deskmate and I played games in exchange for these. There are two in total, one for each of us."

Oh, we are still at the same table, two people playing games together, one person each. Instinctively told Mother Song that she was very close to the answer, "That classmate Lin Huai who came to the hospital last time?" Thinking of this, Mother Song looked a little confused and opened her mouth. He wanted to say something, but ended up sighing.

"Yes." Song Ci'an hung up the cotton coat, "Mom, sit down while I serve the food."

After washing up, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Song Ci'an turned on her phone and said, "This is the first gift you gave me. I like it very much." It was sent half an hour ago.

"Not counting it as a gift to you, this is what we won together."

"That's our prize."

Song Cian thought for a while, and it seemed that he could say this, "Yes, our trophy."

The two chatted for a while, "Song Ci'an, Happy New Year's Day. This is the first time someone has spent New Year's Day with me, thank you." Father Lin and Mother Lin work outside all year round and are rarely at home. Lin Huai spends all kinds of festivals alone.

"Are you home alone?" Song Ci Anwen asked, thinking of the situation at Lin Huai's home.

"Yeah, I'm alone, so lonely."

With a nasal voice, it sounds like she is being coquettish. Lin Huai would never say such coquettish words face to face. He chuckled, "Be safe alone, happy New Year's Day, go to bed, I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Good night." This time it was not a voice. She probably realized that she was acting coquettishly just now, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Good night." The voice note was sent, and Song Cian put down the phone.

It's just destined that in this silent snowy night, there will be a heart surging like a flame, tossing and turning, burning the sleepless night.