Do not touch without permission

As the monthly exams approached, Lao Gao gave them a lot of blood. There were more and more homework and quizzes, and people became more and more flustered.Song Yuan and the others played games as usual, laughing and romping, and Yang Xiwo slept, did homework, and read as usual.

Seats for the school's monthly exam are arranged according to grade ranking. The top 200 students go to the lecture hall for the exam, and the rest take the exam in the classroom.The seating chart was arranged, and Yang Xi was ranked second in my grade, sitting in the second seat of the auditorium.

Song Yuan pointed to the seat, came closer, and asked, "Are you really good at grades? I see that you usually sleep, the teacher doesn't answer questions, and you do your homework casually."

"I don't know." Yang Xiwo picked up a math test paper, pressed the pen holder, looked at one and skipped one, did not move the pen or read silently, stared at the test paper with piercing eyes, skipped and skipped every question, and finally did it directly The next two big questions.

"Your way of answering questions is exactly the same as mine. If you don't know how to do it, skip and skip it. The last two questions are used to draw pictures. I suspect that you have secretly changed the school computer system, are you lying?"

"Nonsense, shut up."

Song Yuan turned the pen barrel, not drafting, the pen fell off every time he turned it, and then filled in the answer.

"If you can't turn the pen, don't turn it!"

Song Yuan said solemnly: "Who said I can't turn the pen? I'm feeling the call of luck. The tip of the pen faces forward to choose A, backwards to choose B, and left and right to choose CD. This method is very good, much better than rolling dice. "

Yang Xiwo was amused by his earnest look, so he smiled helplessly and said: "Based on the technique of questioning, usually the first and last questions of math multiple-choice questions will not choose A, and you are both the first and the last. The distribution of answers is relatively even. , but BD will be slightly more. If there are four numbers in the option, generally choose the second largest number, but for the second question, you chose the largest number, which is wrong. If you don’t know how to fill in the blanks, write 1 or 0.”

Song Yuan flipped through the answers and exclaimed, "That's awesome, little monk, teach me a few tricks."

"No time."

"Little monk, I found that you are full of highlights and understand everything. If you get rid of the shortcomings of being indifferent and not helping others, I will like you even more."

"Fuck off."

On the day of the exam, the lecture theater was only open [-] minutes before the exam. Yang Xi and I came earlier, so I lay down in the classroom for a while until someone said that he could go to the lecture theater for the exam. Then he packed his things and got up slowly.

"You're sleepy early in the morning, don't fall asleep during the exam, little monk."

Yang Xi knocked on Song Yuan's forehead, and said with a cold snort, "This is the right thing to say to you."

"Yang Xiwo..." Liu Xiaotong ran over naively and approached excitedly, scaring Yang Xiwo to hide behind Song Yuan.

"what's up?"

Liu Xiaotong said with a smile: "Shake my hand, I want to be lucky."

Like an old hen guarding its chicks, Song Yuan held Yang Xiwo's hand, stared at the sincere Liu Xiaotong, and said, "Xiaotong, don't pass on your bad luck to my deskmate. It's useless. Besides, if I want to touch him every day, I will touch him and hold him, and my luck will be wiped out by me."

Liu Xiaotong sighed helplessly, nodded and said: "It seems to be right, then Yang Xi, let me give me a hug."

"Is there still such a superstition? You can pass the exam with a hug? I'll come first..." Song Yuan asked, and immediately pulled Yang Xi and me, hugged me tightly, and bowed his head to kiss Yang Xi deeply. My fair and tender face smacked, and Yang Xi was so scared that I froze for a while, and flew over, blushing and cursing: "Song Yuan, are you sick from riding a horse?"

Liu Xiaotong said angrily: "Song Yuan, you are too much, you have taken over everything by yourself."

Seeing this scene, Zhong Yu smiled shyly, and started to write quickly.

The first subject of the Chinese test is okay. Song Yuan knows the characters, and he can do these few questions in a daze. He wrote a poem eloquently in the characters of dog crawling. Finally, he saw the four big characters "except poetry", and he didn't bother to go to it. Revise.In the afternoon math test, I just froze in place, yawned so sleepy, and muttered: "It's useless for me to kiss Yang Xi, and I still can't do what I can't do."

After the last subject exam on Friday afternoon, Yang Xi and I packed up our things and prepared to take the books and pens back to the classroom. When I went up the stairs to my class, I met Luo Huang, a boy from class [-] who was going downstairs.The boy asked Yang Xiwo for his contact information on the first day, but was yelled at later, and then suddenly told him Yang Xi that I was a boy, and he was laughed at for a long time.

The two looked at each other in embarrassment, and seven or eight boys from class [-] suddenly rushed to the stairs, making a commotion at the stairs.

"Wechat, wechat, wechat..."

"together together together……"

Yang Xi and I ignored it when I saw it, and wanted to go straight down the stairs and wait for them to leave before going up.Seven or eight boys suddenly gathered around and said with a smile: "I heard that he still pretends to be a girl to seduce a pervert. Look, being a girl is still pretty, do you want to change sex?"

Yang Xiwo felt a little flustered and uncomfortable by being surrounded. She covered her face with a book, fearing that someone would touch her eyes, and listened quietly to what they were saying.The more you resist and argue with them, it will only lead to physical contact, endure the calm for a while, and find a chance to retaliate against them.

Li Jiaxun from class [-] suggested: "Let's lift him up, Aruba"

Yang Xiwo put down the book in his hand, raised his bright eyes, and said calmly, "Are you sure?"

Li Jiaxun said: "What is there to be afraid of?"

"Did I offend you? Are you so overwhelmed and want to cause trouble? According to the Public Security Punishment Law, those who beat or injure others in gangs shall be detained for 10 to 15 days and fined between 500 and 1000 yuan. The school School rules, fighting, bullying classmates in gangs, serious circumstances are expelled. I am weak, and there will definitely be three ups and two downs. That is the crime of intentional injury. Let me explain the crime of intentional injury to you. Anyone who intentionally injures another person’s body shall be sentenced to imprisonment for less than three years Imprisonment. If you are underage, you can reduce the crime a little bit. By the way, let your family prepare about 6 yuan, and I may be hospitalized later, and I have to go through the formalities." Yang Xi pointed to the touched arm skin, The erythema appeared vividly.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to do anything, Li Jia quickly grabbed Yang Xiwo's hand, people coming and going looked at them, Li Jiaxun shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of, do it..."

"I see who dares to move?" Song Yuan almost jumped down from the sixth floor and flew away, scaring them to run away in a hurry.When they were running, they knocked down many people in the stairwell.

Song Yuan yelled: "Wait for me on Monday and watch me beat you up."

Yang Xiwo raised his itchy left arm, and kept scratching it with his right hand.Song Yuan grabbed his hand and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Hee...you are allergic again? Did they put something beside you? Throw it away quickly..."

Yang Xiwo shook his head, took out the allergy ointment from his schoolbag, was about to open it up, Song Yuan grabbed his hand, and said: "Hands are dirty, there are bacteria, walk around, I'll wash my hands and apply the ointment for you .”

Yang Xi and I sat in the classroom blowing gently on the itch on the arm, Song Yuan sat next to him when he came back, wiped his hands with a tissue, applied ointment on him, and said with a smile: "I really admire you, you are so calm when you are bullied. You are quite familiar with this legal knowledge, how did you offend them?"

"Campus bullying sometimes doesn't need a reason, anything can be the reason for being bullied, bullied and isolated."

"So, you're the one who was isolated?"

Yang Xiwo sneered coldly, and said indifferently: "No, I just despise you."

Song Yuan was filled with righteous indignation: "On Monday, I will take Hanhan and Laozhu to Class [-] to beat them up."

"You really want to help me?"

"Of course, I don't like bastards who bully my classmates the most."

Yang Xi thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "It's too cheap to scare them. We will do it secretly outside the school, find a hidden place without cameras, and punch a few times."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, and Ninjun couldn't help saying: "I thought you would persuade me not to cause trouble, but I didn't expect you to hold a grudge."

"Monday, evening, follow that boy."

"Okay, I'll ask the old pig to find out which idiot he is from class [-]."

Li Jiaxun from Class [-] was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His parents reported it to the principal.

When the results came out on Tuesday, Yang Xiwo was caught in the office. Lao Gao pointed to a physics multiple-choice question, helplessly said: "Yang Xiwo, did you forget to paint the card? Why did you paint half of it? Why didn't you check the question after you finished writing it?" The physics teacher said that if you don’t paint, you will be given points, a total of 56 points, otherwise you will get 900 points, and you will be No.1. Ouch, I am really teaching a group of students.”

"Maybe I forgot." Yang Xi said softly, but in fact he thought it was too simple and was too lazy to write.

Director Adu came aggressively from outside and said to Lao Gao: "Yesterday, Li Jiaxun from class [-] was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face when he came home from school. It must have been Yang Xi who beat me. Yang Xi and I went to the principal's office with me. "

"Okay, teacher." Yang Xi and I obediently followed, Lao Gao felt a little unbelievable, followed behind A Du and explained: "Director, is there any misunderstanding? What about Yang Xi?"

Adu sneered: "Then Li Jiaxun is tall and burly, 1.8 meters tall, and if I say Yang Xi, I beat him up, I'm so laughing."

Yang Xi and I obediently followed behind. In fact, Song Yuan just covered someone with a cloth bag when he beat someone last night, and Yang Xi and I punched and kicked the rest alone.

At that time, he was swearing: "I am Yang Xi, I am Yang Xi, so I will beat you up. Come to the principal's office tomorrow and sue me."

Yang Xiwo blinked her innocent eyes and followed Lao Gao, like a frightened little rabbit, obediently lowering her head.

As soon as Li Jiaxun saw Yang Xi and me coming, he uttered foul words, but was stopped by the tall and mighty Lao Gao with a hand, and shouted: "Keep your mouth clean, how do you talk?"

A'Du asked, "Where were you last night?"

"I did my homework at home, and then I didn't feel well, so I went to bed early."

"Impossible, you lied, you hit me, and you told me to sue."

"I...I...I...I can't beat you..." Yang Xiwo stammered, tears were about to flow out of fright, and looked at Lao Gao in panic.

Lao Gao packed the ticket and said: "Principal, Li Jiaxun's parents, Yang Xiwo is usually quiet and has good academic performance. His skin is very fragile and it is impossible to touch people."

"Dad, he was the one who beat me, and he said he was Yang Xiwo while beating me."

A'Du said: "Who hit you, have you seen it?"

"I was hooded, my hands and feet were bound, I couldn't see, but the voice was his voice."

Yang Xi panicked and said: "I didn't... I really didn't. How could I beat you? You surrounded me at the stairs that day, and I told you that beating others is against the law. How could I..."

Li Jiaxun's father reprimanded: "My son said that you beat him."

"But I didn't say that I am my reason. What is the evidence? I really don't have it. I have always been in poor health. I was scratched by Li Jiaxun that day, and I was itchy all over. I usually don't come into contact with people."

A'Du said: "That's right, how can you say that you are Yang Xiwo while beating someone, Yang Xiwo, are you offending someone? Someone pretending to be you?"

"I don't know about that. Maybe I don't fit in normally, and some people don't like me. But I don't fit in because of my sensitive skin. Uncles and aunts, you really have to believe me. If you don't believe me, you can touch my hand." Yang As Xi Wo spoke, her eyes turned red, and she was so wronged that she shed tears, like a fragile little girl weeping, choking and crying.

Song Yuan saw that the end of Yang Xi's eyes were red when I came back, as if she was being bullied to the point of crying, and asked in a panic, "Are you crying? Have you been discovered? Are you scolded for crying?"

Yang Xiwo said coldly: "Pretend to cry." Then he slowly raised his hand, holding the ointment and was about to smear it on himself, and said softly, "Apply the ointment for me."

"And then? You came back?"

"It's nothing."

Song Yuan raised his hand with a chuckle, helping him apply the ointment lightly.Thinking of the viciousness of Yang Xiwo's beating that evening, like a vicious little milk cat, without sharp claws but pounced like a tiger, he couldn't help laughing.

"Little monk, why are you allergic? What did you touch?"

"It's nothing."

The Chinese teacher walked up to Song Yuan helplessly, and hated iron and steel: "Song Yuan, why did you give me this poem for your Chinese composition? Except that the titles are all poems. Also, when you write questions, how do you understand why the author failed?" Three tears? What do you mean when you write that a man has tears and never flicks them? You also criticize the author for being emotional and easy to cry? You are a genius. There is also a rare moon and stars, and the night is dark and windy. Can you be Cao Cao? Village, you are so cold and close to the ghost grave, I am so angry that the grass on my grave is high. Next time I don’t know how to write, I won’t write, don’t make trouble.”

"Teacher, I confidently think that this is the correct answer, so I wrote it down without hesitation. If it is really correct, I can score points."

"You are so outrageous, let's not think so wild, okay? What do you think about all day long?"

The history teacher showed Song Yuan's answer, which was scrawled on it: "King Wu of Zhou, Qin Shihuang, and Emperor Gaozu of Han agreed that this question was poorly answered, so they sent Jiang Ziya, Li Si, and Xiao He to a meeting. The result of the discussion was a decision. Don't write this question. Sporadic bad reviews, retreat."

The whole class burst into laughter, and Song Yuan was forced to stand for a class.

Yang Xiwo: "Stupid."

Looking back, Yang Xiwo snickered, and Song Yuan seemed quite happy for some reason.With itchy hands, I stretched out to poke Yang Xi's spiral-like hair on my head, and said in a low voice, "Dare to laugh at me, you're going to die after class."