How to trap a rabbit in 730 days?

The weather in Zhongfu was sultry and humid, and the air was filled with the oppression that the rain would not rain. Wu Zi flipped through two pages of the exercise book, drew two strokes, and threw the pen heavily on the table.He Huaiyi squinted at him, then buried her head in the book again.

"Why is it so hot?" Wu Zi picked up the water cup and drank a couple of sips of water, then picked up the fan and fanned it twice. He couldn't take it anymore and went to the small base to enjoy the shade.

He Huaiyi sighed, this really can't be blamed on Wu Zi, it's been a while, because they will be in the third year of high school in the second half of the year, so this summer vacation must have to make up lessons.Their school is a century-old school, and the infrastructure construction is also in line with century-old standards. In the classroom that accommodates nearly [-] people, there are only four ceiling fans running feebly, which can't solve any problems at all.

Xiaopang simply shaved off his hair because he was particularly afraid of the heat.Zhou Cong is obsessed with cleanliness and needs to take a bath at least three times a day.Xia Hang yelled and yelled in the dormitory every day, but He Huaiyi threatened to record it for Feng Min to listen to, so he shut up obediently.Xue Zheng was fine, on the surface he still had a normal academic style, but He Huaiyi always saw him drinking Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid while reciting books.Needless to say, Wu Zi, but during self-study classes, he will definitely hide in the men's toilet on the left to enjoy the cool.

He Huaiyi wasn't very afraid of the heat, but after writing two questions, he was still sweating when he touched the back of his neck.

The weather is really hot!

When chatting one night, He Huaiyi very euphemistically expressed his concern about whether Lin Song'an's body could persist in making up lessons during the dog days. Lin Song'an at the other end of the network cable said that he turned on the 24-degree air conditioner at home to be cool, and He Huaiyi looked up at his dormitory. That old ceiling fan with ten years of service, for the first time in my life, I had the idea of ​​pulling Hei Lin Songan.

After persisting like this for half a month, someone finally collapsed due to heat stroke.Afterwards, some students were hospitalized due to heat stroke one after another. Wu Zi was still alive and kicking in the first two days when he started making up classes, and not long after, he had to take leave to go home to recuperate due to heat stroke.Looking at Wu Zi who was leaving lazily with the help of Wu's father, He Huaiyi rarely complained about his son's illness.

This temperature makes up lessons, and even a young man will get sick.

As if to cater to He Huaiyi's complaints, more and more students in the class fell ill due to heatstroke. Xia Hang and Xiaopang in their dormitory were the first to show symptoms of fever.Not long after, Zhou Cong was also hospitalized due to illness, and now the only two people in the dormitory who can dance are He Huaiyi and Xue Zheng.

Looking at the classrooms with more and more empty seats, He Huaiyi silently counted down the holiday time in his heart.It will be a holiday soon, so many students ask for leave because of heatstroke, it is impossible not to attract the attention of the school.

Sure enough, after one day's evening self-study, teacher Gu, the head teacher, stood on the podium in an empty classroom with only 24 people left, and made the following major announcement: "Starting tomorrow, the school will provide heatstroke medicine [-] hours a day, encourage Students insist on making up lessons.”

The remaining twenty students in the classroom: "???"

Are you serious?

But the school seems to really want to carry out the policy of making up lessons while drinking medicine. He Huaiyi just sat down in the classroom the next morning when he saw two big men carrying a big bucket into the corridor, lifted the lid on the bucket, and used Chinese medicine The bitter smell filled the entire corridor.

He Huaiyi: "Is your leadership serious??!!"

Facts have proved that it is really true.

Except for a few students who were seriously ill, other students with mild symptoms returned to school the day after the news was announced. As soon as Wu Zi returned to the classroom, she lay down on the table and cried: "I'm still hanging water in the hospital." Just let me come back, I'm really miserable!"

He Huaiyi patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, thinking that he had been making up lessons for more than three weeks, and he didn't have any symptoms of heat stroke at all, and that he seemed to be even more miserable, thinking that he couldn't help feeling sad.

The philosophers and sages said: Never sell miserably, because you don't know when someone will appear worse than you.

This person appeared, it was him, classmate Lin Songan Lin.

Lin Songan survived the heat stroke that swept the whole school. Although he still needs to make up lessons, he can still enjoy the air-conditioned WiFi watermelon after evening self-study. Lin Xiao, who is easy to support, said that he is very satisfied with this kind of life.

Unexpectedly, Lin Songan survived the catastrophe of the disease but did not escape the reconstruction after the disaster. In the past, they had to make up classes during the summer vacation, and the school cafeteria was open to serve students as usual. Unexpectedly, the weather this year was so abnormal that the uncles and aunts in the cafeteria expressed that the weather was too When it was hot, I had to work overtime and get a raise. The school said that there was no 24-hour supply of traditional Chinese medicine for the salary increase, so the uncles and aunts in the cafeteria went on strike.Well, it's that simple and rude.

Once the cafeteria went on strike, the school had no choice but to open the door at three meal times in the morning and noon, so that the boarding students would not starve to death.

This matter has nothing to do with Lin Song'an up to this point, but unexpectedly, their school is so cold-faced and black-hearted, even the students who are hanging on the hospital bed can be dragged back to continue making up lessons.Some students were still sick and had no strength to drag their sick bodies out of the school gate to look for food. Lin Songan, as the first little angel in class two, had to take on the important responsibility of helping sick students bring breakfast.

But why are there so many sick classmates this time!

After Lin Songan counted all kinds of buns, steamed buns, pancakes, and soy milk that the students in the class wanted to eat, he looked at the densely written page and fell into deep thought.

That night, Lin Songan told his family about his troubles. After understanding the cause and effect, Grandpa Lin went to the bathroom and took two plastic buckets, and asked Lin Songan if this was okay.

Of course, it means that Grandpa, you are really an old angel!

On the second day, a magical landscape appeared on the street opposite Middle A, a high school student, a pile of crumpled banknotes, two plastic buckets, the efforts of one person, and the dreams of the whole class.

When Lin Songan was humming and carrying two buckets full of various breakfasts to the overpass, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from across the street calling him: "Lin Songan!"

Lin Song'an raised his eyes and saw He Huaiyi running towards him from across the street. He Huaiyi might have run a bit in a hurry, and when he got in front of him, his breathing was a little uneven, and he said good morning to him while panting: "You He brought breakfast for the whole class."

Lin Songan replied honestly: "There is no whole class, but it's almost the same."

He Huaiyi took a plastic bucket from his hand, "I didn't expect to meet you here, let me help you get a bucket."

Lin Song'an was a little embarrassed at first, but then he thought that He Huaiyi was also a man with healthy body and limbs, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about, so he accepted his kindness.

The next person carried a bucket of breakfast and walked slowly towards the teaching building. Along the way, many students looked at them in surprise and whispered to each other.Lin Songan felt nothing to be ashamed of serving the people. He calmly accepted the foolish gazes of his classmates, and turned to look at He Huaiyi. For some reason, he felt a little blushing, probably because he was tired from running and was stared at by so many people at the same time. sake.

I didn't expect He Huaiyi to be such a shy person.

He Huaiyi was holding a plastic bucket in one hand, and secretly wiped the sweat on his palm with the other hand, and began to think secretly: It was already 15:[-] when I saw Lin Songan just now, and the earliest QQ message Lin Songan sent me It was at [-]:[-], excluding the time for washing and eating breakfast, it took about [-] minutes to walk from Lin Songan's family to the school. He told me that he lived with his grandparents, which should be in the old community near the school. Old community near the school.He turned around and asked Lin Songan: "Lin Songan, does your family live near Xiaonan Street?"

Silly rabbit Lin Song'an heard him ask such a thoughtless question, and replied in a daze: "Yes, No. 52 Xiaonan Street."

Even the house number told me!

He Huaiyi sorted it out, well, now he knows all about Lin Songan's birthday, contact information, family situation, hobbies, and home address.

He Huaiyi suddenly felt that he shouldn't be a student, and it might be more suitable for him to be a spy chief who tortured the enemy during the war years.

Finally at the fork in the road, He Huaiyi returned the plastic bucket in his hand to Lin Song'an: "I have breakfast in the outer street during the make-up class, and I will help you prepare breakfast in the morning."

Lin Song'an was very moved. He felt that He Huaiyi was a very nice classmate. He would never finish talking with him. He looked cold, but he would always lend a hand when he needed help. He sincerely The practice site thanked He Huaiyi and returned to the classroom with the bucket.

True love is in the world!

Throughout the whole day, He Huaiyi's mood was incomparably bright. This morning he had a good impression of Lin Song'an, and today was the day when Mr. Gu sent out his mobile phone. Even the high temperature made He Huaiyi feel that he could bear it.

Before it was night, Wu Zi rushed to He Huaiyi's side in a hurry. Usually, when this happens, He Huaiyi knew that he must have something funny to say, so he nodded slightly towards Wu Zi, indicating that there was something Ben played fast.

Wu Zi smiled and said: "Even the teacher can't stand the make-up class in this horrible weather. This afternoon, Lao Gu took a few teachers and went to drink away his worries."

"It's normal, don't you see how many degrees it is now."

"Ah, ah, look at the watch and still have to make up for half a month."

"...Take a break, you."

When it came to the last class of self-study in the evening, He Huaiyi couldn't wait any longer. He desperately wanted the teacher in charge to send him a mobile phone, so that he could go back and chat with Lin Songan as soon as possible.Thinking of this, the classroom door was pushed open.Lao Gu walked up to the podium with the familiar non-woven bag, and seemed to have made up his mind to speak slowly, with a hint of drunkenness in his voice: "Students, I was late sending out my phone today. It's because, Well, I fell on the stairs on the way to the classroom with the bag just now."

Next to He Huaiyi, Wu Zi held back a crazily laugh.

He Huaiyi suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Old Gu took out a mobile phone in pain, and asked in a low voice, "Whose phone does this belong to?"

The phone screen shattered into a spider web, just like He Huaiyi's broken heart at this time.