I Have A Pair Of Yin-Yuan Eyes

In the evening of that day, Xu Xing had dinner with Tang Mian and Wang Zicong. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the school playground like molten gold, and the shadows of the whirling trees and the standing street lamps were elongated and reflected.

Tang Mian said that she was going back to the dormitory, so the three of them split into two ways on the way, Xu Xing and Wang Zicong went back to the classroom first.

In the day-to-day life of the third year of high school, some people are overwhelmed by the sea of ​​questions, and have no time to care about the sunset and the breeze outside the window; Evening breeze, imagine the holiday after June next year.

Xu Xing was sitting in the classroom, leaning sideways against the wall, looking back at the question of the day copied on the blackboard at the back, reading a question silently and then turning around and copying the next sentence in the notebook.

The title of today's daily physics question is a bit long, occupying almost one-third of the blackboard, and the dense white chalk words are next to the signature of the whole class in the middle of the blackboard.

Lu Che leaned against the window with his head tilted, casually playing with the gel pen in his hand, his eyes calmly and gently fell on the face of the person in front who turned his head from time to time, and carefully described the facial features.

When Xu Xing turned his head to look at the back blackboard, his thin lips would unconsciously open a little, and neat teeth could be faintly seen between them.When he coughed softly, he could still see a small inch of soft tongue sticking out of his head.

Lu Che touched the tip of his nose, and forcibly tore away the glued greedy gaze from that piece softly.

With a wave of his extended hand, he simply and roughly pushed away all the scattered books and small objects on the desktop, leaving a blank desktop, and sincerely invited Xu Xing: "Squad leader, just turn around and copy the questions, see you The neck is twisting and twisting, and it must be exhausted."

Xu Xing pinched the back of his neck. He did twist his neck a little sorely, but he still refused Lu Che's invitation with a face: "No, I'm almost done copying."

Hearing this, Lu Che stood up and glanced at Xu Xing's notebook, and laughed, "It's still halfway there."

Xu Xing ignored him, turned his head to stare at the blackboard without squinting, memorized a sentence, then turned around and copied it down.

The handwriting in his pen is neat and neat, and when he finished writing the word "guide rail" at the end of the sentence, he heard a magnetic voice behind him: "At the beginning, the sliders B and C are connected with a rope—"

"..."

Xu Xing turned his head to look at Lu Che, and saw him sitting on his desk with his arm resting on the window sill near Xu Xing's side.

Lu Che lowered his head and looked at him, and said softly, "Keep writing, I'll read for you."

Xu Xing hesitated for a while, then turned around and wrote down the sentence that Lu Che just read on the paper, and the person behind him followed closely and said, "Place a compressed light spring in the middle—"

There was still half an hour before the bell rang for the evening self-study preparations, and the other students in the class came back without any haste.

Fu Dai and Zou Mang returned to the classroom together.

Fu Dai's gaze was first glanced at Xu Xing's front table, and seeing that Xiong Huan hadn't come back, he had the leisure to turn his attention to his deskmate——

Perhaps Lu Che's voice was always deep and pleasant, and he was so lingering that he could read a love letter even when he was reading a physics topic.

Fu Dai tilted his face, and couldn't help joking, "Archer, when did you become so united and friendly? Instead of reading love poems to girls when you have time, you actually put it here to read the questions for the class monitor."

Hearing this, Xu Xing's pen tip paused imperceptibly.

Lu Che smiled disapprovingly, and replied, "Which girl are you reading love poems to? Are you the representative of our Chinese class?"

Xiong Huan is the Chinese class representative of their class.

Fu Dai immediately replied to him: "Get out, you should continue to help the class monitor read the questions."

Lu Che put his hands behind his head and said with a smile, "Sure, I'll listen to you."

Xu Xing finished copying the topic with his head down, ignoring the two joking people behind him, got up with a water glass and walked to the front, he didn't go back to his seat immediately after receiving the warm water, but walked outside in the corridor to breathe.

Xu Xing rested his chin on the thermos, staring in a daze at the orange glow like splashing ink in the distance.

"Hey, wake up~ what are you doing?"

Xu Xing turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Tang Mian walking from the other end of the corridor with a smile.

Xu Xing waved away his entangled thoughts and said perfunctorily, "I'm sleepy."

His eyes fell on Tang Mian's wet hair, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in surprise, "You actually went back to the dormitory to wash your hair?"

Tang Mian stood beside Xu Xing, pushed him away as soon as he heard it, and groaned, "What are you doing? I need your permission to wash my hair."

Xu Xing snorted and said with a smile, "No, it's Saturday tomorrow, and you still wash your hair, don't you think it's a shame?"

Washing your hair on Friday and Saturday is tantamount to a big loss—this sentence still came from Tang Mian's mouth.

Tang Mian rolled his eyes at Xu Xing, raised his chin and said, "I'm in a good mood today, hum~"

Tang Mian tossed her hair pretentiously, then turned around and walked into the classroom, humming.

Xu Xing followed behind her, stepping on the preparatory bell that rang on time to return to class.

next morning.

Day after day during the morning class, a small episode happened: Fu Dai was playing with his mobile phone in class, and was caught by the grade director, and was called to the office for a heart-to-heart talk in class.

It’s a bit of a dumbfounding thing to say about this matter. Fu Dai usually sleeps on the table for early self-study and the first class, but today he seems to be possessed by a demon, with a 3-minute fever in his chest, and he let go when he came Said: "I will study hard from today, Ke Di, don't bother me in class anymore."

Ke Di thought it was funny when he heard it, and said: "Please go easy, I will sleep on my own, and I will not disturb you to study for love."

Fu Dai stared at the textbook with high spirits, and persisted for most of the class time. He almost fell asleep on the table several times. He yawned and sat up straight, pinching his thigh to force himself to stay awake.

In the end, Fu Dai couldn't bear it any longer, so he sneaked out from under the table to find his mobile phone. Seeing Lu Che resting his chin and looking at him silently with a mocking face, he quickly explained for himself: "I'm so fucking sleepy, I'll just play around with it." Keep up the good work and keep working hard.”

Lu Che gave a absent-minded oh, and turned to look at the blackboard.

result--

Before Fu Dai opened the mobile game interface, he was caught off guard by the director who suddenly appeared at the back door.

When Fu Dai used to play with his mobile phone, Ke Di would help him out, but today he fell down without his teammates reminding him.

After class, Fu Dai came back from the office empty-handed with a sullen face.

Ke Di slapped the table relentlessly and laughed wildly: "What's the matter, didn't our Er Daidai change our minds and study hard today? Why is the director so blind and confiscated your mobile phone? I feel sorry for you Brother dei, even if you take out your mobile phone in class, it must be for studying!"

Fu Dai resisted the urge to pinch Ke Di's neck, and cursed, "Get lost."

After mocking him, Ke Di comforted him: "This Saturday, you can go and get your phone back after school in the afternoon, and this wave is not a bad one."

Their school is a semi-closed management system, allowing students to keep in touch with their families with their mobile phones.The punishment for using mobile phones in class, in addition to demerits, and returning confiscated mobile phones on weekends, at most it is to go to the playground.And these punishments are not painful or itchy to Fu Dai, he just held his breath and felt uncomfortable——

Fortunately, he still put a paper on the back door of the classroom. Who knew that the director would not show up on a sunny day, but today was a cloudy day. The director stood outside the door and quietly lifted the A3 draft paper. When Fu Dai, who was facing the back door, took out his mobile phone from under the table, Fu Dai himself didn't notice it.

Fu Dai said aggrievedly: "I don't think the director is good at our age. Damn, I explained to him that I studied all morning, and he was not accommodating."

Fu Dai's logic didn't make any sense, so Xu Xing interrupted after hearing this, "Don't say that, the director is not a person who doesn't know how to be flexible."

Fu Dai was in a fit of anger, so he didn't want to listen to Xu Xing's words. He felt that the squad leader was playing bureaucracy when he said good things about the director.He said unhappily: "Squad leader, come on, you haven't had any contact with him, so you know he knows how to be flexible?"

A teenage boy is used to being domineering, and his psychology is very naive: when he hates a person, he can't wait for the whole world to criticize that person, so that he can feel at ease.

Lu Che could hear the yin and yang in Fu Dai's words, and took over the words: "It's not the director's fault, you can do it, don't be childish."

Ke Di said with a smile: "My friend, you must take the initiative to admit your mistakes in front of the director, have a correct attitude, and lower your posture. Don't forget that there is your future mother-in-law."

Hearing this, Fu Dai died down. He turned his eyes to the back of the girl diagonally in front of him, quite annoyed: Fu Dai had always been a troublesome grader, and he had to fight wits and courage with the "future mother-in-law" for a long time in the last semester of the second year of high school. time.

It wasn't until later that he was seduced by Xiong Huan, so he took the initiative to pull out his spikes, round his edges and corners, and strive to be a good student who abides by the law.

Fu Dai also held back for such a long time, feeling that he could not give up all his previous efforts, and it would be bad if he left a bad impression of "this kid really shows his true colors" in front of his future mother-in-law.

Fu Dai was upset, but he turned the matter over for the time being.

Ke Di quickly changed the subject and asked Lu Che, "Brother Che, what are you going to do on Sunday?"

Lu Che stretched against the wall, and replied, "Sleep."

Such a succinct answer was obviously not what Cody wanted to hear, and he asked again: "Sleep for a day? Then your life is really boring."

After hearing this, Lu Che's eyes fell on Xu Xing's back, and he sighed as soon as he changed his voice: "I can't help it, I stay in school alone, I have no relatives, no friends anywhere, and I don't know where I can go when I leave the school gate ah."

Lu Che tried his best to emphasize that he was miserable, very miserable.

Then, he reached out and poked Xu Xing's back, and asked, "Squad leader, can I go to your house to play with you tomorrow?"

Xu Xing just turned around with a frown, and immediately refused: "No."

"..."

Ke Di sneered and comforted him: "Brother Che, you can come and play with me~"

Lu Che said yes perfunctorily, but said in his heart that he wanted to play with you.

At this time, the homeroom teacher came in through the back door with a book in his arms, along with a leave note to Xu Xing.

Xu Xing was responsible for registering the full attendance in the class. He took the leave slip and responded, then spread it out and took a look: Lin Peisang asked for sick leave.

Xu Xing looked up at the first group of seats, only to find that Lin Peisang's seat was empty.He pressed the leave note by the table, and prepared to go to the podium to get the class log to register in the next class.

There were only two classes on Saturday afternoon, so Xu Xing went straight home after school.

That night.

Xu Xing sat at his desk and finished his math, physics and chemistry homework, when he heard a notification sound of "Deng" from his mobile phone.

He pulled out the mobile phone that was charging beside him, and saw Xu Yin send him a sentence "I got the express delivery".

Xu Xing clicked on WeChat, and just as he was about to reply Xu Yin with an OK, he saw a small red dot in the address book prompt on the WeChat interface.He clicked it out, and a person named LC added him as a friend, with a message: Monitor~

Xu Xing frowned when he saw the tilde.

Xu Xing was very disgusted to point out the other party's detailed information. The dark profile made people have no desire to poke it open. His finger was stuck above the "Add to Blacklist" on the lower left. After hesitating for a while, he still pressed the "Verified" ” of the green pass key.

The "Processing" and "Verified" prompts on the interface were completed almost instantly, followed by a message from LC——

Lu Che bombarded him with dozens of photos.

After all the photos were uploaded, Lu Che sent a text message and asked, "Squad leader, can you help me choose one for my profile picture?"

Xu Xing: "..."

Xu Xing wanted to curse, and all the photos were of Lu Che himself. Judging from the background of the photos, it was obvious that they were photos taken when Lu Che participated in the municipal basketball game.The level of the photographer is also quite high. The teenager under the camera is flying freely and arrogantly. It can be said that it is very different from the coquettish, sticky and naughty person in WeChat.

not to mention--

Boys who would ask others to help them choose photos for their profile pictures these days are obviously not normal.

Xu Xing silently typed on the Jiugongge keyboard.

Xu Xing: "Poisonous, aren't you?"

Lu Che: "You know I'm a shy person, so I finally thought of this reason to send you a photo."

Xu Xing: "Why do I want your photo? I'm sick."

Lu Che: "You can do whatever you like, just use it, you're welcome. [/Smile]"

"..."

Xu Xing: "Get lost."

Xu Xing put the phone on silent and covered it on the desk, and ignored Lu Che's questions of "Am I caring" and "I hope the monitor can reciprocate".