The daily routine of being teased by a scholar

The make-up lessons on weekends are really useful. After a few lessons, Xu Huaiyang has almost figured out all the grammar that he couldn't remember before.He was praised by Lao Liu several times in the quiz, saying that he finally got the hang of his English skills.

Xu Huaiyang accepted the praise quite speechlessly, and then took the English test paper whose scores were still unclear and went back silently to correct his mistakes.

The matter of the make-up teacher, except for the first time something was wrong, the two of them never saw anything.Xu Huaiyang also gradually forgot the bank card left by his father.

Life returned to the ordinary and numb right track, and the homework of the second year of high school suddenly became onerous.

Summer passes quickly, and the transition period between late summer and early autumn is short.When I came back to my senses, more than half of October had passed.

Xu Huaiyang is a person with a lot of numbers, and he knows what the most important thing is at the moment.In order not to be thrown off by the big team in the first half of the second semester of high school, I have been staring at the blackboard or books seriously for more than a month, and have not played any games such as toilet wars against high school seniors.

The laziness and burnout of the first year of high school were completely taken off in this way.

"Cai Zhan," Xu Huaiyang stared at the teacher on the podium, and poked his elbow to the side, "Wake up!"

The deskmate struggled to move, and the book blocking the teacher in front of him fell down and hit the back of his head.

Cai Zhan woke up, and the teacher also looked over here.

"Some classmates don't know what to do when they are in the second year of high school." The frighteningly thin female teacher on the stage pushed her eyes, and her tone was not very good. Don’t listen. Hey, no matter how low the score is, you still have to score. If you take a shortcut and take a shortcut, you won’t be able to learn. It’s not counted!”

This math teacher probably has a prejudice against art students, and his speech is terrible when he goes back to class.

Xu Huaiyang turned his head to look at Cai Zhan. Cai Zhan had already woken up at this time, and was calmly looking at the teacher on the podium with his chin resting on his face.

The teacher looked at this side, paused for a few seconds, then turned and pointed at the blackboard with a chalk: "Come on, let's see that the axis movement range is fixed, we talked about this in the first year of high school..."

This evening, Fang Mian's class is going to be delayed again, and the class teacher will not let anyone go because of the closing time of the dormitory.

I heard from Fang Mian that science students are beginning to learn things that are difficult. The textbooks are all like heavenly scriptures. After reading it, you have to figure out why this scripture is written like this, and then write other scriptures according to the scriptures.

Xu Huaiyang was also very tired, and Wen Zong suddenly turned up a level of difficulty. After finishing his homework every day, he was stuck in the next night's self-study time, and after finishing packing, he always left about ten minutes later than others.

After he finished packing his things and put his bag on his back, it was almost time for Cai Zhan to go back to the classroom to get his things.The things he carried were very simple. He put a water glass in the bag, put on the coat hanging behind the chair, and took it away.

Xu Huaiyang walked with his deskmate after school for more than a week, and sometimes Cai Zhan would wait for him when he came back late.

"Oh, I'm exhausted..." Xu Huaiyang stretched his waist and looked up at the street lights. "My eyes are dazzled, and the light bulb is as big as a candied haw."

When I walk with Cai Zhan, I usually take the main road. Where the lights are on, my eyesight is better, and it is closer to the dormitory.

Cai Zhan copied his pocket: "Your eyesight has dropped again."

Xu Huaiyang nodded: "I'll get a pair of glasses in two days."

After a while, he turned to look at Cai Zhan: "Is your eyesight pretty good?"

Cai Zhan clicked his tongue: "Where did you see that?"

"You don't wear glasses," Xu Huaiyang replied, "There are no more than five people in the class who don't wear glasses...Damn!"

Cai Zhan took out a pair of glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on: "Is that so?"

Xu Huaiyang stared at him for a long time before he recovered his strength: "Take medicine if you are sick!"

Cai Zhan smiled and did not take off his glasses.

Xu Huaiyang was quite speechless, why did he suffer from such a mental illness.

However, Cai Zhan looks good in glasses, and his usual arrogance has been restrained a lot, but he is more polite.

Big eyes, long eyelashes, and two dimples...

Hey, these glasses are still half-rimmed!

The advantage of the half frame is that anyone who wears it looks like a schoolmaster.

But the disadvantage is that it is very stupid...

Xu Huaiyang couldn't hold back, and turned to look at his stupid and overachiever deskmate.

"If you like it, you're wearing it," Cai Zhan sighed, "You'll blush after looking at the glasses for 10 minutes."

"How can there be 10 minutes?" Xu Huaiyang looked away, a little embarrassed, "I just think you look like a dog wearing glasses."

Cai Zhan clicked his tongue: "Are you boasting?"

Xu Huaiyang turned to look at him again, and said very seriously: "To exaggerate insanity is to have a way of exaggerating insanity."

"Then the next time I praise you, I have to praise the brain-dead patient." Cai Zhan also replied quite seriously.

The two were silent for a while, and suddenly they were all happy.

When going upstairs, Cai Zhan took off his glasses and put them back in his trouser pocket.

"Is that how you wear your glasses?" Xu Huaiyang sideways avoided a big brother who was rushing upstairs, probably because he just came back from the science class to grab a seat to wash up.

Cai Zhan patted his trouser pocket: "Otherwise, how do you put it on the cloth bag of the glasses and put it in a box?"

Xu Huaiyang looked at him and said nothing.

"I don't think it's heavy, so I pretended to be like this." After a while, Cai Zhan sighed, "The degree is not high, and I usually put it in the piano room. I have been playing the piano for a long time these two days and I am tired and wear it for a while."

"Oh," Xu Huaiyang nodded, turned his head to look at his feet, "No wonder I haven't seen you wearing it before."

The corridor is quite dark, you have to go upstairs to the corridor to have lights.

Xu Huaiyang felt that he was really tired recently. During the day, he sat in the last row of the classroom without any impairment of his vision, but at night it became more and more inconvenient to read.

Going up the stairs has to be deep and shallow...

"Hey!"

When he was going up the first step of the stairs, he suddenly stepped on a soda can thrown by someone, and Xu Huaiyang tripped suddenly.

The moment he fell to the side, he was still thinking about who the hell went upstairs and littered. It would be bad if it hit the children, and it would be bad if it hit the flowers...

He didn't expect to sit down on the stairs behind him and do a few 360-degree rolls. Instead, he fell halfway down and his shoulders were supported by a pair of hands.

Cai Zhan supported Xu Huaiyang silently, and said, "The stairs are not stable."

Xu Huaiyang came to his senses, stood up quickly, and continued to go upstairs as if nothing happened: "Who knew someone littered, I can't see anything at night..."

"Night blind?" Cai Zhan looked at him.

"Yeah." Xu Huaiyang nodded and didn't speak again.

At the stairs, Xu Huaiyang waved: "I'm leaving."

After speaking, he didn't feel that something was wrong, but after Cai Zhan looked at him for a few seconds and burst out laughing, Xu Huaiyang didn't react.

"Where are you going, you lost your memory." Cai Zhan patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "I live in the opposite door, and I have one room after tearing down two doors."

Xu Huaiyang's scalp was a little fried, and it was a total embarrassment tonight.

I fell down first and then lost my memory, so I have to ask Fang Mian if there are any brain fragments left...

"Let's go." Walking to the door of the dormitory, Cai Zhan waved, "I'm really gone."

Xu Huaiyang raised his head and glared at him, then turned around and entered the room, closing the door.

After washing and washing with a group of roommates, Xu Huaiyang just rang the bell and turned off the lights. Xu Huaiyang tore off the thin quilt and lay on the bed. Listening to the chatter of a few roommates, he started to play the political questions he had memorized during the day in his mind like a movie. .

His review habits are particularly good. He has Chinese on Monday, comprehensive literature from Tuesday to Thursday, and goes home on Friday.

I don't know why, but my mind is always a little messed up today.It was out of control like a short circuit on the TV, and it would skip channels from time to time.

——Relationship is the mutual influence and mutual influence between things and various elements within things...

Cai Zhan's smiling face wearing glasses suddenly jumped out.

——You blushed after looking at the glasses for 10 minutes.

He said.

Xu Huaiyang opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the dark roof, a little dazed.

Cai Zhan looked at the paper pasted on the door of the music classroom, turned around and walked back speechlessly.

According to the class schedule, tonight should be a music theory class.

It was rare to come back early to prepare things and wait, but saw the notice written in pink marker on the door, and today's class was cancelled.

The ghosts believed that the neurotic teacher was really sick. He fell ill three times in four classes a month.

It was too early, and the other music students hadn't arrived yet. Cai Zhan looked at his watch and decided to go back to the teaching building.