I dislike him

I squint hard at the new seating plan on the projection screen in front of me.It seems that this is God's will, will you miss me?Zhong Qinhao let out a burst of emotion for no reason, and was about to say what are you crazy about, when his eyes happened to meet my name, the first row and the fourth row, but it was not the row next to the door.

I dragged the table out, but Zhong Qinhao was still sitting on his seat, out of tune with the noisy atmosphere.He got up suddenly and put his hands into the holes on the sides of my table. How long will it take you to carry it?

Don't worry about it.But he has great strength, and he can't compete with him, so he can only let him go.

He easily moved my desk to a new location, then turned around and left without giving me a glance. I wanted to say thank you but couldn't find any gap to stay, so I just let it go.

Going out to the toilet, doing morning exercises, and coming back to class, I occasionally glanced at his desk when I passed by him, sometimes I suddenly met his gaze, and hurriedly dodged away, as if he had become the last person I wanted to see.

Recently, there was a famous speech contest, and the squad leader approached me. If you write well, you can go.After choosing the book "Family", I started to prepare the speech.

After writing more than 5000 words, the manuscript was finally completed. I read it with satisfaction and thought it was not bad, so I handed it over to the monitor.The next day, the head teacher called me to the podium in the evening reading class, and the people below were reading and memorizing, and they would sneak a few glances in my direction from time to time.head teacher

Said, the manuscript is well written, but your handwritten manuscript is not good, so you need to replace it with a typed manuscript.

I thought I made some mistake again, but when I heard this sentence, I breathed a sigh of relief.I took back the manuscript and returned to my seat, but suddenly melancholy appeared in my heart.My home is a desktop computer. There is no computer in the rented house, and the mobile phone is still flipped. It is almost impossible for me to hand in the printed copy.

How about going to an Internet cafe?The thought of hesitating and hesitating is always hanging in my heart, and the deadline for the submission is three days away. I knew I should not have this job.

After school, I slowly packed up my books and absently put the stool upside down on the table.When walking out of the classroom door, Zhong Qinhao suddenly blocked the way, he said, something on your mind?

I nodded hesitantly.He said again, I heard it, give me your manuscript, and I will type it out for you.

His eyes lit up, really?Embarrassed at how he reacted like this, he quickly lowered his head.

of course.

I took out the manuscript from the bag and gave it to him, he took it away, and left a sentence, I will ask you tomorrow if there are any words I don't understand.

I nodded slightly and watched his back leave.

Zhong Qinhao didn't know what he was doing with his head down. During class, when I turned my head to look in his direction, he was half lying on his stomach and could only see his mischievous curled hair.Today he was wearing his favorite blue and white striped shirt. When sitting with him, he was the only one who lay down on the table the least number of times. I asked him, and he replied that he was afraid of being crumpled. .

This sitting posture was finally noticed by the English teacher. She called Zhong Qinhao, what are you doing?

Zhong Qinhao shrugged his shoulders carelessly, did nothing, the English teacher chased after him, what is on your desk?She came down from the podium, pushed Zhong Qinhao away and touched it, took out the phone inside, and used it in class?Oh, it's confiscated, go to your class teacher to get it.

I don't know why I was frightened watching the farce, but what does this have to do with me?

The next night after school, everyone in the class had almost left. Zhong Qinhao walked to my seat and gave me the printed manuscript. I looked at it, and he said, the words were enlarged according to your request. , can you not?

I nodded and looked at him and asked, how much?

He smiled, and continued to use milk tea to pay off the debt, and said, I could have given it to you earlier, but who knew that the mobile phone was confiscated in English class yesterday, and I only went to sleep yesterday morning, so I went back to catch up on sleep.After walking a few steps, I looked back at me, cat, be careful on the road, my phone number is 138——, whenever you call.

My heart missed a few beats, and I had a feeling that I would never forget him as a person.

I hate his help.