Chu Yang Su Yu

The second class of evening self-study is over.

Ye Chuyang used a red pen to draw a red frame on the seven characters of the influence of the Opium War, and conveniently added two five-pointed stars to indicate the key point.

At the same table, Shen Yiyu lay on the table and sighed,

"Brother Yang, you left me to go to the key class, who will save my English in the future, who will help me buy breakfast and hot water, who will accompany me through the long cold winter..."

Ye Chuyang closed the history book, slowly took out the book from the table and tidied it up, and said lazily,

"I'm getting bored to death, so stop acting."

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Shen Yiyu sat up straight and stuffed the chemistry test paper on the table into the book, leaving room for Ye Chuyang to put things, and comforted him very intimately,

"Isn't it two months late? There are only so many knowledge points in the comprehensive literature review. If you hurry up and memorize them all, you may not be able to catch up with the progress."

Ye Chuyang didn't want to talk to the man in science and engineering who despised the comprehensive literature, so he silently packed up the textbooks, test papers and notes of various subjects.

"Ye Chuyang, Hu Yaqing, come out as soon as you pack your things." Old Chen shouted from the door of the class.

Hu Yaqing stood up in response, carried her schoolbag and took notes, and walked out of the classroom with her deskmate who helped.When passing by the podium, he turned his head to look at Ye Chuyang, and asked in a low voice, "Ye Chuyang, have you packed it?"

"Yeah..." Ye Chuyang's air pressure was very low, with his schoolbag on his shoulder, he picked up the large stack of documents on the table and got up.Shen Yiyu followed behind him, carrying the stool for him.

"Brother Yang" someone suddenly called him, Ye Chuyang turned around, Huang Huang who was sitting next to him in the aisle smiled and waved at him, and shouted sincerely, "Come on!"

The rest of the class looked up at them one after another, and shouted, "Come on, brother! Come on, brother Yang! Yaqing is the best! Don't forget class 7!"

Make it look like a hero.

Hu Yaqing was the first to lose her temper, twitched her nose twice, and walked out of the classroom with red eyes.Ye Chuyang was not feeling well either, he wanted to wave his hand but couldn't free it, so he could only stand at the door and answer dryly, "I will."

Old Chen led them downstairs,

"I have already explained to you two before, so I won't say more now. I will adapt to the environment of the liberal arts class tonight, and I will start working hard tomorrow. Don't be pressured. There is no problem for the two of you to catch up with the progress."

Hu Yaqing couldn't hold it back anymore, tears poured out, and she spoke with a crying tone, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, we... will definitely work hard and won't let you down."

Probably due to the influence of pregnancy hormones, Lao Chen is usually a strong woman, but at this moment, tears are shining in his eyes. Here he is touching Hu Yaqing's hair kindly, and when he looks up and sees Ye Chuyang's eye circles are red, he stretches out his hand again. patted him on the shoulder,

"The teacher can only do this, and the rest is up to you."

Ye Chuyang's throat became hot and his voice became hoarse, "Thank you, Teacher Chen."

Shen Yiyu stood behind him, patted his back to comfort him, sighed and continued to carry the chair, sending it to the same table on the second floor.

Two months into the second year of high school, Ye Chuyang and Hu Yaqing finally transferred to the liberal arts class after several twists and turns.The excitement of the two at the beginning when they learned that they could be promoted to the key class of liberal arts gradually cooled down to apprehension, melancholy and endless anxiety.

After two months of absence from school, half of the semester has passed, and those with poor psychological quality have to repeat it for another year.

Ye Chuyang was hesitant when he first asked to submit a wish form for liberal arts and science subjects. Both his parents and Lao Chen suggested that he study science.But Ye Chuyang was quite resistant to science, and subjects related to mathematics gave him a headache.Lao Chen wanted to keep him, let him stay in class 7 for another month and try again, and if it didn't work, he would transfer him to the key liberal arts class.

The students in class 7 can only transfer to the gifted liberal arts class according to the regulations of No. [-] Middle School. Lao Chen's proposal is very tempting. They can attack and retreat or defend. Ye Chuyang readily agrees.Unexpectedly, when the appointment expired, Lao Chen was unwell during pregnancy and stayed in the hospital for a while, so the time was delayed like this.

Ye Chuyang and his tablemate Shen Yiyu were walking side by side, when a cold wind blew in the corridor on the second floor, dramaking immediately started his performance,

"Yang, the wind on this road is so cold, my heart is also cold, almost as cold as Yi Shuihe."

Ye Chuyang was melancholy and irritable at first, but was disturbed by Shen Yiyu, a prospective college student of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and only rolled his eyes, "Brother Yu, the balcony is a balcony, and—" He glared at Shen Yiyu, "Don't tell me I'm going to die .”

Shen Yiyu pretended to be stupid, and stopped at the door of Class 3 of Liberal Arts.Lao Chen has already gone up to get close to the teacher in charge of class 3. In front of the new teacher in charge, he boasted that the two transferred classes were bluntly regarded as a seedling, and politely and modestly wanted to pay tribute to Teacher Yu, asking Teacher Yu to take care of and guide the two children.

It’s a good time to praise first and then suppress, without losing attitude in the flattery, and in the politeness with its own nobility, it is worthy of Director Chen.

With a belly bigger than Lao Chen's, Teacher Yu smiled and nodded goodbye to Director Chen, then turned around and led Ye Chuyang and Hu Yaqing into the classroom of Class 3.

The last class of evening self-study is a serious self-study class.The female academic masters in the front row of the classroom are burying their heads in their books, writing nonstop, and some male compatriots are sitting scattered in the back rows, who seem to be studying too. The whole classroom is surprisingly quiet, occasionally there is the rustling of writing quickly.

After Teacher Yu brought them in, he lowered his voice and arranged for Hu Yaqing to sit in the second row by the aisle.Everyone raised their heads one after another after hearing the voice, and looked at Ye Chuyang and Hu Yaqing curiously.

"Ye Chuyang, sit there." Teacher Yu pointed to the empty seat in the last row on the left side of the classroom, and said while scanning the classroom for the brats who dared to look around.

Ye Chuyang nodded, and walked towards the last row without squinting against the eyes of everyone.The boy next to the empty seat was lazily leaning on the chair, with a pen in his mouth, staring straight at him with dark eyes. He didn't look very friendly, and Ye Chuyang, who was shy, suddenly felt a little out of control.

"Okay, haven't you seen handsome men and beautiful women? There are still two years for you to see enough."

Teacher Yu stood in the aisle with his hands behind his back, and introduced,

"The girl's name is Hu Yaqing, and the boy's name is Ye Chuyang. The students from class 7 are all excellent. If you have any difficulties in the future, please help me. Don't be shy about the two new students. If you have any questions, you can ask other people. You must use the strengths of class 3." — Don’t be ashamed to ask.”

The problem of literati is that they never attack people directly when they curse, and they have to turn [-] corners. It is best to quote scriptures to be called high-quality.

The students in class 3 grew up in irony and trampled on them, and they have already seen through the world of mortals and transcended the world.

There was laughter in the classroom, which relieved Ye Chuyang's embarrassment of self-introduction in a timely manner. He sat down under the eyes of the teacher in charge, thinking, this key class is quite interesting.

Put the schoolbag at your feet, wipe the table and drawers with paper towels, put the textbooks on the left side of the table, put the test papers in the document bag into different categories, put the notebook on the right, and put the comprehensive knowledge points and unwritten homework on the table superior.After tidying up his things, Ye Chuyang looked up and found that the classroom had returned to tranquility at some point, and Teacher Yu had disappeared long ago.

He turned his neck and glanced at his new deskmate out of the corner of his eye.The man was wearing a blue hooded jacket, with a hat on his head, his face was buried on the desk, and his head was propped up with his hands in an attempt to hide it. He knew at a glance that he was doing something unrelated to study.

Sure enough, in just a few seconds, the new deskmate suddenly raised his head, rummaging through the messy pile of books on the table as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Ye Chuyang withdrew his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, opened the history book and continued to read the impact of the Opium War.As soon as I saw the second paragraph, my arm was suddenly touched.He turned his head and found that his new deskmate was looking at him brightly, with black and bright eyes, bushy eyebrows, and a high nose.

He looks pretty handsome.

"Your name is Ye Chuyang, a good name, Chuyang, the morning sun."

The voice of the new deskmate is very low. In the words of the girls in class 7, the sexy subwoofer can stun girls online.

Ye Chuyang nodded, affirming the explanation of the morning sun. He was born at 05:30 in the morning and was born with Chaoyang, so he got this name.

"What's your name?" Ye Chuyang asked politely.

The deskmate reached out and pulled off the hat, revealing short black hair and a smooth forehead.He leaned back in his chair, decisively,

"Han Su."

This name is not common, it sounds a bit strange, Ye Chuyang asked, "Trees of trees?"

The deskmate shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "It's the place to stay."

Not knowing the mystery of the place where he was staying, Ye Chuyang nodded blankly, but his deskmate approached him mysteriously, lowering his voice to create tension, "My grandma used to own a small hotel."

Ye Chuyang hesitated for a moment, unable to keep up the ice-breaking conversation with his new deskmate, and suddenly thought of the connection between the small hotel and the accommodation, and suddenly realized, he might be a little silly, which made the accommodation host laugh.

Ye Chuyang didn't want to talk for a moment, and his eyes returned to the history book.

"Hey, your eyelashes are so long."

Han Su initiated a conversation again, and Ye Chuyang had no choice but to look up at him. Although he didn't know why the two boys who met for the first time discussed the length of eyelashes, he still answered very sincerely,

"Your eyelashes are long too."

"Really!" Han Su blinked at him, and concluded confidently, "It's still very thick."

Very long and thick.

Some words are unclear, but they always make people think wildly.

"In your class, did the teacher speak English weekly?" Han Su changed the subject, and suddenly discussed study problems in a serious manner.Ye Chuyang followed his rhythm and replied, "Well, every week."

I saw Han Su quickly pulled out a new English Weekly from a certain book and put it between the two of them, with anticipation in his eyes, "Have you written this issue yet?"

Ye Chuyang took a closer look. This was last week's homework. He finished it four or ten minutes after he got home, "I wrote it, but I haven't talked about it yet."

"Brother Yang"

Han Su was overjoyed, and moved to the table to approach Ye Chuyang,

"The rivers and lakes are emergency."

Um? ?

At this moment, Ye Chuyang's reflex arc of turning and turning finally returned to his brain. He found the English weekly newspaper from his schoolbag and handed it to Han Su, while silently rolling his eyes in his heart.

Han Su's eyes were sharp and his hands were immersed in copying. When he swung ABCD, the letters almost flew into the sky. While copying, he chatted with him, "At the same table, how is your English score?"

Call Yang brother when borrowing homework, call the same table after borrowing, the man is so realistic!

"good."

Ye Chuyang was actually the representative of the English class in the original class, but he has always kept a low profile, not to mention that now that he has entered the key liberal arts class of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, he should naturally keep a low profile.

Han Su finished copying all the multiple-choice questions in 3 minutes, picked up a few sentences from Ye Chuyang's composition, and then made up a few nonsense sentences by himself, barely making up enough words.After finishing writing, he threw away the pen, proudly photographed the weekly English newspaper on Ye Chuyang's desk, and praised him greatly.

"Thank you brother, you are really righteous and a good deskmate!"

Ye Chuyang took back the test paper and said it was all right, buried himself in the history and began to write down the facts of the day in his mind.

Day1

weekend back to school

Move to Class 3 in the third quarter

silence is liberal arts tonight

Thank you Lao Chen

The new deskmate looks good, but his brain is not very good, so it is not suitable for deep friendship

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