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Song Yuan took out four bottles of MJ milk from his schoolbag, inserted a straw into the milk, handed it to Yang Xi, and said with a soft smile, "Little monk, drink neinei..."

Yang Xi looked at Song Yuan in distaste, holding an unfinished anatomy book in his hand, drinking the milk that Song Yuan sent over with his head sideways, biting the straw with his mouth open and teeth saying: "Don't use that word again, evil! Not disgusting?"

Song Yuan put the milk on the table and slowly moved it in front of Yang Xiwo. Seeing Yang Xiwo's obedient appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Little monk, I don't understand the homework you left me yesterday. teach me."

"Which one?"

"That's the math problem."

"Okay..." Yang Xi gritted his teeth repeatedly and approached Song Yuan, wrote an important step for him on the paper, and said: "You ignore this knowledge point, I will give you a few more similar questions , wait for the English class to write."

"Huh? You really value my English."

"Isn't it?" Yang Xi thought about it for a while, wrote down three topics on the draft paper, and said: "These three topics are a bit similar, but they are different."

Song Yuan lowered his head and propped his forehead. The first question was simple and similar to what he had done before, and he wrote down with a pen.The second question... Hey, it's very similar, but why is it wrong?Skip, the third question.Is the third question right?

Song Yuan thought for a long time, and the students around were reading the English text seriously.Teacher Wu Zhenzhen patrolled the classroom to inspect the students, and when she saw Song Yuan who was doodling on the paper, she immediately called out, "Song Yuan, why don't you read?"

"Huh? I..." Song Yuan looked at Yang Xi who was on the side, and I took the book to remind him which page and paragraph, and said: "Teacher, I am uncomfortable with the way everyone reads, and I am not used to it."

Teacher Wu Zhenzhen had a question mark on her face, and said in a questioning tone: "Areyoukiddingme? You said it sounds uncomfortable, so give me a version that is not uncomfortable."

"MynameisElias.IamapoorblackworkerinSouthAfrica.ThetimewhenIffirstmetNelsonMandelawasaverydifficultperiodofmylife..." Song Yuanweng's voice read out the last paragraph of the text with a very standard British pronunciation.In fact, Yang Xi asked him to memorize 30 words, preview, and read the text every day. He had already read this paragraph of text.

Yang Xiwo bowed his head, he was the person closest to Song Yuan, every character sounded so sweet that it made his eardrums rumble.He couldn't help but look up at Song Yuan who was seriously reading the text, he looked quite handsome.

Teacher Wu Zhenzhen looked at Song Yuan in amazement, and asked curiously: "It's quite standard, have you learned it before?"

"Of course I did."

"Okay, sit down, and don't do things that have nothing to do with the classroom. You usually study more, don't always read dead."

Kan Long seemed to hear an earth-shattering sound, and exclaimed: "The cow is coaxing, boss."

Song Yuan signaled to Kan Long proudly, and waved confidently.Song Yuan stretched out his hand to hold Yang Xi's biceps, and said softly: "I can't do the second question, help me, help brother!"

Yang Xi I took the draft paper, and wrote a key step on his paper. Song Yuan took it, and suddenly realized when he saw it, he sat quietly on his seat and digested the three questions, comparing their similarities and differences, and test knowledge points.

Yang Xi was very sleepy at the beginning of the third quarter. He lay down on the table regardless and fell asleep very soundly. The surrounding was very noisy, but he still slept soundly.

This section was a physical education class, and when he was called up by Song Yuan, there were not many people in the classroom.Song Yuan's wake-up sound was very soft, which made Yang Xiwo a little dizzy, and looked at Song Yuan sleepily.Song Yuan helped him up and shouted: "Little monk, everyone is going down, we are late, wake up, you won't be sleepy if you move around later."

Why is this guy so sleepy every day?

Yang Xiwo yawned, leaning his head on Song Yuan's tough abdomen, humming in a low voice: "Let me slowly..." Yang Xiwo quietly closed his eyes, the cold wind came out, and he shivered,

Song Yuan froze in place, with heat waves flowing through his body, he didn't dare to act rashly, but couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Yang Xi's messy hair, and said with a smile: "Little monk, are you so sleepy? Why don't we skip the physical education class?" ?”

Yang Xiwo opened her sleepy eyes heavily, raised her head and stared at Song Yuan with half-opened and half-closed eyes.Song Yuan gently rubbed his heavy eyelids with warm thumbs, and asked, "Do you want it?"

Yang Xiwo blinked her eyes and shook her head.Standing up, the body was a little shaky, and quickly regained consciousness and said: "Let's go, go down, the last physical education class, there is an exam."

"You still know that there is an exam? I see that you are a sleepy bug, let's go and pull you down." Song Yuan pulled Yang Xi and I quickly ran down the stairs, and Yang Xi and I yawned while running.

"Have you practiced radio gymnastics yet? This class is an exam. I heard that the next semester will start, and you have to do it when the weather is cold."

Yang Xiwo walked loosely, yawned again, with tears in his eyes, and looked confused, but nodded and said, "I know!"

The two of them arrived last, one at the head and the other at the tail, one tall and one short, which was very contrasting.

In the radio gymnastics test, everyone really has all kinds of movements.Generally speaking, this kind of sand sculpture is usually done by Kan Long. I didn't expect that Kan Long, as a sports committee member, would actually earnestly complete the goal.The one who did the funniest was Liu Xiaotong. His body was uncoordinated, and his movements were too exaggerated and slow, which made everyone laugh out loud.

Zhong Yu has always been too lazy to exercise. When she does gymnastics on the radio, she always watches others do it, and adds her movements indiscriminately, and finally makes a perfect and funny curtain call with messy steps.

Yang Xi and I are in the same group as Song Yuan, because the student numbers are similar, he is one behind Song Yuan, yawning, and doing a complete set of gymnastics movements following the radio gymnastics rhythm.He would practice this every morning in order to cause embarrassment during the exam.

Song Yuan yelled slogans beside him, sometimes sharp, sometimes deep, sometimes with a low voice, pretending to be a female voice, and sometimes a rough male voice, which made Yang Xiwo stare straight at him.Song Yuan was here to make trouble and would not disturb his train of thought, but the few people on the side just listened to his voice and couldn't help laughing.

"Why isn't the little monk disturbed by me?"

"impossible."

"I want to win, no way, my goal is that I am all right, and the rest are wiped out."

The physical education teacher said in a rough voice: "Song Yuan, are you still chatting during the exam?"

After being called by the physical education teacher, Song Yuan curled his lips before shutting up, thinking, forget it, little monk, I will let you win.

As soon as the exam was over, Song Yuan immediately grabbed Yang Xiwo's hand and said, "Let's go, let's play football."

"No kick."

"Brother protects you, really, football uses your feet, you only have your hands and the neck exposed, let's go!" Song Yuan almost dragged Yang Xiwo to the football field.

With the addition of Yang Xi, everyone was surprised: "I didn't expect Xueba to finally want to come and play."

The football match started, the goalkeeper Liu Xiaotong kicked the football far away, everyone saw it and ran, chasing the football.Song Yuan ran towards the ball with lightning speed and kicked the ball into the air with one kick.

The highly twirling and rolling football rushed to Yang Xiwo's side. Yang Xiwo rushed over and blocked the ball with one kick, and everyone chased him.Seeing this, Yang Xiwo subconsciously passed the ball to the monitor, and the monitor held the ball for a while.Yang Xiwo ran away in a hurry, only to see Zhang Yunfeng's ball flying towards Song Yuan.Song Yuan soared into the sky, head-on, and flew far away.

With quick hands and quick eyes, Yang Xiwo aimed a "snap" shot at the goal, and the ball went in from the left side of the goal like a meteorite.Liu Xiaotong was as fast as a rocket, jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hands, and flew over with his whole body, missing.

Intense shouts resounded from the stadium, Song Yuan ran over and hugged Yang Xiwo tightly, and shouted ecstatically, "Little monk, you are really good!"

Yang Xiwo was stunned, in an indescribable excitement, inexplicable.

Zhu Junkan, Long Zhong Fulai and others were so tired from running, they lay down on the ground, and then got up again.

Kan Long said: "I will block the boss, you can play freely." As Liu Xiaotong's football flew from the goal, everyone scrambled to grab the ball and kicked it, trying their best to chase it.

Taking advantage of Song Yuan's inattention, Kan Long pounced from behind him. Song Yuan quickly took the football aside, made a few fake moves, and quickly moved towards Yang Xiwo.Song Yuan's ball flew high and was blocked by Zhu Jun immediately. He met Zhang Yunfeng halfway, and Yang Xiwo and Song Yuan blocked the ball.

Zhu Jun played football flexibly and broke through Zhang Yunfeng and Yang Xiwo. The last hurdle was the mountain Song Yuan.He didn't even think about it, kicked it fiercely, and the football "bang" was lifted to the corner of the door and flew out sideways.

Kan Long slapped the grass in dismay and said, "Damn, don't go in here, come again..."

Several boys kicked on the field until they were out of breath, and finally the bell rang.After school, they started running slowly, afraid that Adu would see them playing football on the lawn.

A'Du has already started patrolling, glaring at them, carefully checking whether there is grass on their bodies, and only slowly walked to other places when he saw no grass.

Kan Long took a breath: "The shadow of being chased by A'Du last time is still vivid in my memory, it scared me to death, I thought I was going to be chased by him again."

Liu Xiaotong said with a naive smile: "The director is amazing, so fat and running so fast."

Yang Xiwo's forehead was covered with sweat, and when he went to the sink, he washed his hands, his face was flushed, almost dripping blood.Song Yuan raised his cold hand to caress Yang Xi's hot and red cheeks, and said with a smile, "Monkey's butt!"

Yang Xiwo dodged Song Yuan's hand and said solemnly: "This is the expansion of capillaries on the face, blood circulation and blood flow increase. And don't touch it, the cold will only stimulate the capillaries on the face and prevent the blood from flowing back , makes me blush even more."

Song Yuan flicked his hair, and said to himself: "Shouldn't it be my handsomeness that makes you blush with shame? Hey, the redness of the monkey's butt is also the dilation of capillaries."

"..." It seems to be the same thing.

Yang Xiwo asked in a cold voice: "I just hit the ball on my head, are you okay?"

Song Yuan restrained his playful expression, pretended to be dizzy for a moment, lowered his head, and said aggrievedly: "The pain is still dizzy, can you help me see if it's swollen? If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have headed the goal. "

Yang Xiwo said softly: "A junior high school physics problem, what is the state of motion when a football is kicked out and can continue to exercise? And why can it continue to exercise?"

Song Yuan scratched his head wonderingly, and said not quite confidently: "Huh? Moving in a straight line at a constant speed? Used to... because football has inertia?"

"Yeah!" Yang Xi reached out and gently rubbed the top of Song Yuan's head, and asked, "Lower your head, is it here? Does it hurt to press here? Lighter or harder?"

"It hurts, it's a little lighter, it's fine like this. Well, the strength is just right, if it's lighter, the forehead, the forehead also hurts, um, the strength is just right!" Song Yuan was secretly happy, thinking, the little monk is really easy to deceive.

Kan Long stared blankly at Song Yuan who wanted Yang Xiwo to massage, blinked his eyes, turned his head immediately, and said in a panic: "The boss doesn't know how many times he pushed it, and every time it didn't matter, and he pushed the middle of the football with his forehead, waist and abdomen. Use force, cooperate with the body, it won't hurt at all!" After thinking about it for a while, he snickered and said, "Hey, liar, he must be playing Yang Xi. I work for him, should I expose him? No, no, he is my boss, I I have to support him. Hmm. Smile, walk away, eat. "