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On the path in front of the playground, there is a row of burly poplar trees. The trees are painted pure white, and the green above them is more intense.

The two figures in front of the door were walking in one after the other, and the boy following behind looked around frequently, calling the name of the person in front of him in a low voice: "Anliang...don't go, it's not good to be seen by the teacher..."

While shouting, the steps under his feet didn't stop for half a minute, sticking tightly to the other party.

The figure in front heard the call but ignored it, just kept walking forward against the base of the wall, and stopped from time to time when footsteps were heard in front, ordering the boy behind him to hide.

Seeing that An Liang was silencing him again and standing aside, he hurriedly held the milk tea in his hand and pressed his body to the wall tightly, not daring to show any gaps, for fear of being hindered by the other party.

The boy waiting in front of him listened carefully with his ears up, until the sound of footsteps got farther and farther away, then he slowly relaxed his vigilance and turned his head to let the people behind him continue to follow him.

However, when he turned his head, the people behind him looked at him with those black and white eyes, as if they could speak, and the water inside was shining.

Anliang quickly swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and then put an index finger in front of his lips to signal the other party not to speak.

Seeing the other party's hint, Zhi Ke immediately nodded earnestly, and even his mouth was quietly tightened, not daring to make a sound, and even dared to take a small breath after a while.

Anliang couldn't help it, and slightly raised one corner of his lips, pinched the boy's nose with his index finger and thumb, and said softly, "Aren't you stupid, you're still holding your breath!"

Zhi Ke was stunned, "Huh?"

Anliang sighed, didn't bother to explain, and patted his head, "It's okay...there's no one else, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep and majestic voice with a little anger came from his ear: "Really?"

An Liang was taken aback, and immediately turned around, only to see the familiar and terrifying face of the director of the Academic Affairs Office.

An Liang: Nest grass? !

I forgot to read the almanac when I went out today.

Three or ten minutes later, the dean's criticism education was coming to an end, and he finally remembered to ask: "Why do you come to the playground without sleeping during lunch break?"

An Liang stood aside and said nothing, apparently unwilling to cooperate at all.

Zhi Ke replied obediently: "I haven't had a chance to visit the playground since I transferred to another school, so I thought of going here to take a look at it at noon today... I'm sorry teacher, we were wrong."

Dean of teaching: "Do you know that going to the playground without the supervision of a physical education teacher is a violation of the rules. Have you considered the bad consequences of this incident? Have you considered the nature of it? "

Anliang really couldn't bear the strength of his ink marks, so he answered succinctly: "No."

Dean of teaching: "It's against you?! Shut up!"

Anliang silently rolled his eyes: ...

Zhike: "I'm sorry, we were wrong. It was because we didn't know enough before that such behaviors that violated regulations and disciplines occurred. We will review our mistakes and conduct deep self-reflection afterwards."

The dean nodded, pointed at Zhi Ke and said: "See if this student is right, this is the correct attitude of admitting mistakes, isn't it, and this student's analysis is very good, you must seriously review yourself when you go back, and carry out in-depth investigations. Introspection, during the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, I ask you two to conduct a deep self-examination in front of all teachers and students."

Hearing this, Anliang suddenly raised his head to look at the dean.

Zhi Ke kept his head down and tangled his two fingers together.

The dean continued: "The review must not be less than 2000 words, go back, have a good rest and continue class in the afternoon."

Zhike nodded obediently: "Goodbye, teacher."

Anliang turned around angrily and left.

When he got to the downstairs of the dormitory, the little white rabbit behind him trotted to Anliang's side, holding the milk tea in one hand and not daring to spill it, and gently grabbed his sleeve with the other, "Wait...wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he took two quick steps, side by side with Anliang, and quietly looked at each other's expression with his eyes.

After a while, he tugged at his sleeve again, "You... don't be angry, it's all because of me... I, I will write your 2000-word review together."

Anliang was taken aback for a moment, then stopped immediately, turned his head and looked at Zhike seriously: "Really?"

Zhi Ke was taken aback by him, but still looked at him seriously and nodded: "Well, I will write well. I'm sorry."

Anliang hooked the corners of his lips, put his arms around the little rabbit's neck, and the two went up the stairs together, "It's ok, little rabbit, buddy!"

Zhi Ke hurriedly held the milk tea in his hand to prevent it from spilling out suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, after the evening self-study is over, Zhi can pack up his schoolbag, put the homework due the next day on the table neatly, and wait for An Liang to finish copying the last half page of the Chinese test paper.

Sit on the side obediently, and after drinking the last sip of water in your hand, ask him: "Do you want some water?"

Anliang was working hard, nodded, and signaled with his chin that the water glass was in the hole of his table.

Zhi Ke said "Oh" and stretched out his hand to look for it, but he couldn't find it after touching for a long time. He frowned suspiciously, seeing that the other party was seriously copying homework, he was embarrassed to disturb him, so he continued to lean over and continue rummage.

After taking over Zhike who had searched for three times without any results, he leaned forward and raised his head and asked the other party: "Where is it, why can't I find it?"

As soon as Anliang, who was copying homework, looked down, he saw a cute little face suddenly appearing in his arms. Don't mention the skin.It's hard to describe its tenderness.

Inexplicably, Anliang rolled his throat, and then answered in another interrogation: "It's...it's inside, didn't you find it, do you want to search again?"

The little head on the chest was rubbed against each other, and I lowered my head to rummage carefully. Maybe I couldn't find it urgently, and almost stuffed my whole head into the hole in the table.

An Liang, who was almost driven crazy in his seat: ... Is this really looking for a homework? Why do I feel that this is a search to test my concentration?