What to do if you are allergic to your boyfriend

In recent days, the classroom is full of writing questions with paper and brushes. The students in the class are much more well-behaved than before. It is the same group of people who are fighting and sleeping in the classroom every day and are not studying.

Just at the juncture of the exam, Chi Yan asked for leave, and has been away from school for the past few days.

Yu Jian sent a text message to Chi Yan, but the other party didn't reply in time. He was a little worried that something happened to his family.

After a while, the phone vibrated, and Yu Jian picked it up: "Going on a long trip, not in the city, come back in a few days, it's fine."

Chi Yan was going to type "Don't read it if you have nothing to do", but after thinking about it, he deleted it.

It's better to think about it.

Yu Jian frowned, and was about to edit a text message to ask him why he asked for leave, when a call came from the opposite side, Yu Jian almost missed it, and the phone almost dropped.

Yu Jian looked at the language teacher on the podium who was pointing out his words, hung up the phone quickly, and texted "Class is in progress!" to the opposite party, just in case the other party suddenly bombarded another call, and then sent another one: "You Go far away, where are you going?"

Chi Yan smiled while holding the phone.

He still dared to send text messages to himself in class, either because he became more courageous or because he missed him.

He sent a message to the opposite side: "A little thing."

When Yu Jian received the news, she curled her lips, feeling a little unhappy in her heart that she didn't realize.

Chi Yan said it was a trivial matter, but in fact he didn't want to tell him. What was there that Chi Yan didn't want to tell himself?

Yu Jian lay on the table, drawing circles on the table boredly, wondering why Chi Yan couldn't tell him. . .

On the other side, Chi Yan looked at the bags of sketch paper on the table and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

In front of Chi Yan, there were all the participating paintings one after another. These few days are the time for the judges to review.

He really didn't intend to tell Yu Jian, and he didn't want Yu Jian to know that he was C so early. He wanted to hide it as long as possible.

He glanced at the colorful pictures, Chinese paintings, oil paintings, watercolors, colored pencils...there are too many.

Originally, she was nervous about studying at the end of the semester, and Chi's mother originally refused to let Chi Yan come, but Chi Yan was worried about Yu Jian's paintings, so she ran away from home abruptly, asked Teacher Liu for leave, and said that she was sick, so she rushed here immediately.

Chi Yan searched for a long time but couldn't find any familiar paintings. He rubbed the space between his brows, and approved so many paintings, none of which he liked.

Either it is too monotonous, or it is flashy and does not reflect the true meaning of the theme.

There was a knock on the door, and Chi Yan looked up at the door: "Come in."

A boy in a white T-shirt came in holding a lot of paintings, and said to Chi Yan, "C, is your end here?"

The judges are separated, have their own offices, do not communicate with each other, and score separately, and finally gather together to make a unified evaluation.

These entries are also separated, so everyone sees only a portion.

Chi Yan nodded, then looked up hesitantly: "Well, are you finished?"

The man in the white T-shirt nodded: "Yeah, it's over, let's go."

Chi Yan followed him out of the office, walked through the corridor, walked to the end of the corridor, and pushed open the door.

Everyone is here, and the discussion is in full swing. When Chi Yan comes in, he immediately stops the discussion and pulls the person over: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll wait for you."

Chi Yan sat on the seat, and was shocked by the painting in front of him as soon as he sat down.

It's not because of how good the painting is or how amazing the colors are, but because he is too familiar with this painting.

The man in the red suit next to him said: "C, do you think this kind of painting can't be used for awards at all, it's not complete at all."

A man in a black windbreaker next to him said: "Don't forget the theme of this painting. I haven't seen any other painting that can reflect it better than this one. Besides, this painting is not complete for him. gone."

The man in red glared at the painting: "How dare you say this is complete, he doesn't even have the most basic colors."

The man in the black windbreaker was about to say something, but Chi Yan waved his hand, signaling to stop, picked up the painting and began to look at it carefully.

He hadn't paid attention to Yu Jian's paintings before, because Yu Jian's basic skills were poor, so he directly thought that Yu Jian's paintings were appalling, and at most, he was at a passing level.

But today's painting made Chi Yan change his mind.

The lines are still not good enough, but it can be seen that there has been a great improvement compared to before, the messy raindrops by the window, the hazy dark lights, the half-covered curtains, and the familiar bunk beds.

I have to say that the painting skills are really good, there is no problem with the structure and perspective, but the tone of the whole painting is too heavy, unlike other paintings, which have a natural advantage in color.

Chi Yan murmured, "Blackboard decoration?"

He knows that Yu Jian draws blackboard prints. If he remembers correctly, the little fan on his Weibo should also draw black and white decorative paintings. Thinking of this, Chi Yan asked in a strange way: "How many people draw black and white decorative paintings?" ?”

The white T-shirt scratched his head, not knowing why, and said, "Just this one, except for this one, the rest are colored paintings. Besides, these days, where are people painting such black and white decorative paintings?"

He was right. Black and white decorative paintings are for practicing the basics. It’s fine for me to draw and paint. No one will really use this to participate in the competition.

The red boy seemed to have found some strong evidence, and he held on to this and said angrily, "That's right, no one can draw this kind of painting. Using this kind of painting to participate in the competition is enough to show his disrespect for our competition."

Chi Yan smiled lightly, and looked at the painting with great interest: "I don't know what kind of respect can be seen from the type of a painting."

Chi Yan looked at the painting and continued: "The artistic conception of this painting must be reflected in black and white. If other colors are added to it, it will appear nondescript."

The black windbreaker said: "That's what I think. The artistic conception and construction idea of ​​this painting are great. I think this painting is fully qualified and has a chance to win the award."

Chi Yan nodded, he thought so too.

But his personal opinion does not represent everyone's opinion.

He thought for a while and said, "Then vote anonymously, the minority obeys the majority, and the final result is the final decision."

***

Yu Jian sat in the classroom, a little absent-minded.

He flicked the pendant on his key, it was a little green dinosaur.

This is what Chi Yan gave him last time.

He turned his head and looked at Chi Yan's empty seat: Chi Yan hadn't come to class for two or three days.

In the past few days since Chi Yan didn't come, Yu Jian sorted out the key points and difficult points of the teacher's lectures for Chi Yan, and put them on Chi Yan's desk.

What he sorted out for Chi Yan were all difficult points, and there was no situation where Chi Yan would think "this stuff is so simple and also called knowledge points" after reading it.

Yu Jian takes notes very carefully, and likes to use different colored pens to mark. The red ones are difficult points, the black ones are formulas and notes, and the blue ones are examples and so on.

In comparison, Chi Yan is not so particular about it. A pen is famous in the world, and it is a big deal to find a second pen in his drawer.

Zhou Da at the front desk turned his head, took his homework and said to Yu Jian, "Brother Jian, the homework is handed in, do you want to hand it in?"

After getting along with each other for more than half a semester, the front desk found that Yu Jian was actually not as scary as the rumors. He was quite easy to get along with most of the time, and he was gentle and gentle with others, which also changed his inherent impression of school bullies: Yu Jian never skipped class, and occasionally when she turned to pick up a pen, she would find that Yu Jian was actually listening to class seriously.

Because they were sitting close to each other, they couldn't avoid some interactions. After going back and forth, they found that Yu Jian was quite a nice person. As time passed, Zhou Da would also remind Yu Jian of the homework that was due today, reminding him that the English teacher had to check the papers and so on.

Although it was useless, Yu Jian still never handed in homework.

Yu Jian shook her head, and was about to say that she would not hand it in, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was impossible, so she quickly said, "I will hand it in, just wait for me."

Zhou Da glanced at Yu Jian in surprise, and said, "No way, brother Jian, did you really do it?"

Yu Jian nodded, opened the exercise book assigned yesterday, and looked at the few questions that were hooked up.

Actually...they are too simple, Yu Jian thought for a while, picked the two simplest ones, calculated the answers in her head, and filled them in.

Zhou Da looked at him and frowned: "No. Brother Jian, you should write down the process anyway. The teacher will know that you copied the answer."

Yu Jian shook her head and handed him the homework: "That's it, just hand it in."

It is so simple that two questions still need a process?

What Chi Yan said last time was the same as his thoughts.

Now the second semester of high school is coming to an end.Seeing that there is only more than a year left, the college entrance examination is coming soon, and my desensitization treatment is still far away.

He has to start now, find a way to seize all the time, try his best to improve his anti-sensitivity ability, try slowly, and perceive where the maximum limit he can bear is.

What if it is really time for the college entrance examination, and I am faced with a question that I would have done in the examination room, but I can't do it because of my allergies, then there is really no way.

Yu Jian had never taken the college entrance examination in his previous life, but his parents were both university teachers, and they all pinned their hopes on him. He also attached great importance to his studies, and the college entrance examination was considered a major event in his life.

But after he passed through and found out that he might not be able to take the college entrance examination due to allergies, he didn't panic too much, and even heaved a sigh of relief.

Probably because he had been carrying the weight for too long, he himself was a little tired, and he felt that failing the college entrance examination was the same thing.

It was later discovered that Chi Yan was actually number one in the class.

He felt that this was not the case again. He secretly calculated the gap between himself and Chi Yan. Although the difference was not much, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to walk side by side with Chi Yan, and he didn't want Chi Yan to take him away.

In the matter of desensitization, Chi Yan had already helped him a lot, and he hadn't thanked him enough.

Yu Jian was a little distracted watching the biology teacher draw the difference between plant cells and animal cells on the blackboard.

After a few days, the final result of the painting competition will come out, and I have no idea.

Probably won't win the award, but it doesn't matter.

Anyway, if you express what you want to express, that's enough.

Knowing that Chi Yan had seen that painting by accident, he was a little nervous.

My lines and foundation are too poor, no one except myself knows that I am a person who has studied painting for ten years.Chi Yan would definitely not believe it.

His ability is not known by others, Yu Jian thought it was nothing at first, it didn't matter, but when he met Chi Yan, he didn't know why, he especially wanted his ability to be known by Chi Yan, let Chi Yan know that he was A person who has studied painting for ten years, let him know that he was also proficient in various painting styles before, and can switch styles freely.

After some desensitization treatment, Yu Jian could see that Chi Yan's painting skills were not below his original level. He had guessed this before, but there was no way to be sure.

But judging from the fact that Chi Yan was drawing casually and without any preparation during this period of time, Yu Jian was able to figure out where Chi Yan's true level was.

After Yu Jian finished his homework and handed it in, he could clearly feel the red bump on his neck getting bigger again. He gritted his teeth, covered his neck, and hissed.

No, you have to hold back, or it will get worse later on.

Yu Jian slowly put down her hand and took a deep breath.

After Zhou Da handed in his homework, he took out the weekly exam paper from last week and poked at his deskmate: "Can you do this question? Please help me to see it."

The deskmate rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think I look like I can do the finale?"

Zhou Da scratched his head: "Then I'll ask the school committee." After finishing speaking, he was about to go out with the paper when he was grabbed by someone.

Yu Jian tugged at the man and said to him, "Show me, I'll explain it for you."

Zhou Da sighed, and said hesitantly: "No, Brother Jian, this is the final question, not the kind of small question you did just now, he might..." Zhou Da thought about his words, and then said, "It will be more Disaster."

Yu Jian glanced at him and said, "I know, I will, and I will tell you."

Zhou Da's deskmate, Ji Qin, turned his head and persuaded Yu Jian kindly and tactfully, "Brother Jian, I have a question here. If you really want to talk about it, tell me about it." He pointed to the simplest basic calculation question.

Yu Jian didn't explain to them, she directly reached out and took the test paper on Zhou Da's phone: "Come here."

Zhou Da and Ji Qin looked at each other.

Zhou Da: What's the situation, what happened to the school bully, can't you think about it so much?

Ji Qin: How do I know?Maybe I fell asleep all day.

Zhou Da resigned himself to his fate and sat down, thinking that he should listen to Yu Jian's nonsense first, and ask the school committee later.

However, Lao Liu said that this question is a bit difficult, and it is estimated that the school committee is not very good.

Yu Jian pulled a piece of draft paper and quickly wrote the formula on the paper.

Zhou Da tilted his head and looked at Yu Jian with a hint of doubt and disbelief.

It turns out that Yu Jian still knows the most basic formula, it's not as bad as he thought.

As Yu Jian wrote more and more things, the small pimples on Yu Jian's neck that had just disappeared came one after another, and they all rushed out, which looked particularly invasive.

Zhou Da raised his head inadvertently, was startled by Yu Jian's neck, pointed at Yu Jian's neck and said, "Brother Jian, what's wrong with your neck?"

Yu Jian shook her head and hissed, "It's okay, let's read the question."

Zhou Da said worriedly: "Why don't you go to the school hospital?" It looked serious.

Yu Jian shook her head: "It's fine."

Enduring the pain, Yu Jian broke down the answer to this question bit by bit for Zhou Da, from the solution to the specific steps, everything was detailed.

Zhou Da was stupefied during the whole process, opened his mouth wide and nodded repeatedly.

Yu Jian's last concluding sentence ended: "Have I made it clear?"

Zhou Da took out the answer in a daze, and looked at Yu Jian's answer again: "It really matches."

Yu Jian said "Huh?" and said, "What matches?"

Zhou Da shook his head again and again, thinking that Yu Jian was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that the latter answer could really match the standard answer.

It seems that Yu Jianmeng's ability to answer is first-rate.

Zhou Da shook his head, took the draft paper Yu Jian gave him and turned around, thinking that this question seemed too difficult.

It is not very good to have to give up properly.

Yu Jian was a little dizzy at the moment, but the tension in his neck had eased a lot. He rubbed his head and lay down on the table to rest for a while.

As soon as he got down, Bi Fei came over, took his homework and said to him, "Brother Jian, take a look at my homework today."

Yu Jian took it over and glanced at it, and still circled a few places with the red pen. They were all simple calculation errors, and there were no other major problems.

Since Chi Yan tutored him, Bi Fei's accuracy rate has improved a lot, especially in science, synthesis and mathematics. Except for calculation errors, there are almost no major mistakes in other places.

Firstly, Bi Fei’s mind is not too stupid, he is smart and willing to work hard, and secondly, more importantly, Chi Yan’s counseling is very useful. He always prescribes the right medicine, and Bi Fei will target whatever area is weaker. Starting together, back and forth, Bi Fei's grades naturally improved rapidly.

Yu Jian handed the homework to Bi Fei and said, "Come back, I'm almost cured, I'll continue to give you lectures."

Bi Fei said, scratching his head: "That's it, yes, yes."

Yu Jian was too lazy to come out Bi Fei was a little hesitant and reluctant, so he opened his mouth to puncture him: "Worried that I can't speak well?"

Bi Fei quickly waved his hand to deny it: "No, no," he scratched his head, "It's just that Brother Chi will explain the steps to me in detail, and I understand it better."

It's not that Brother Jian didn't speak well. To be precise, he didn't tell himself. Every time, he circled the key parts and his mistakes, and then asked himself to find the answer.

It's okay for simple questions, but for difficult questions, Bi Fei really scratched his head and didn't know how to do it.

Yu Jian understood his concerns, and said at the beginning: "I will give you lectures in the future, and I won't draw key points and formulas for you to read by yourself like before."

Bi Fei glanced at Brother Jian hesitantly, and gave him a word of grace.

Forget it, since Brother Jian wants to talk about the topic so much, let him explain it to himself. It's not bad to ask Chi Yan after Brother Jian explains it to himself.

Bi Fei nodded: "Okay, then I will talk to Brother Jian in the future."

Yu Jian nodded, not realizing the little Jiujiu in Bi Fei's heart at all.

Bi Fei left with her homework in her arms. Yu Jian turned her head and glanced at Chi Yan's empty seat, laying down on the table again, holding up the little dinosaur on the key chain in a daze, hesitating and hesitating at the phone, and after thinking about it, she still took it. Picking up the phone, he sent a text message to Chi Yan: "When are you coming back?"