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The civilized class evaluation project is done every year at the beginning of the new school. Each class needs to submit a lot of information about recreational group activities and academic performance. After the preliminary review, a PPT for speeches is also prepared, and then a series The judges vote and sing the votes.

However, the time of the preliminary review is very close to the time of the class speech, and there is not enough time to make a complicated and exquisite speech PPT. The PPT was done.

This also brings a huge workload to each class, especially when the academic burden is heavy. The students have reflected several times. What the school said is that this has always been a tradition. Brothers and sisters could do it before. Why can’t you , This is also a test of your abilities.

In order not to be "you guys are the worst class I have ever led", there is no way.

It’s not that there are rewards and extra points for the civilized class, but for a sense of collective honor, every class works hard, as if with the protection of the civilized class, walking in school can be more refreshed some.

Yang Kuanjin seemed to have noticed Huacheng's gaze, and suddenly felt embarrassed. He suggested to Li Fan in a low voice, "Can we go outside and talk...it's easier to talk outside."

Before Li Fan could answer, Zhou Dazheng came to look for Li Fan, presumably to make an appointment to play golf at night. Hearing this, he suddenly interjected behind his back, "What's the matter, what's so mysterious, you can't talk about it here?"

As soon as the words came out, the squad leader who was already a little nervous jumped, and hurriedly said: "Yeah, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask Li Fan for a favor."

Zhou Dazheng put his arm on Li Fan's shoulder unceremoniously, and said "Hey": "If you need help, find the right person! Our little Li is a model of responsiveness, and it's easy to do anything!"

Seeing Zhou Dazheng's movements, Hwaseong lazily turned his head, rested his arms on his pillow and continued to doze off, leaving them with the back of their heads, and had no intention of participating at all.

Hwaseong is a man who speaks nicely to everyone he comes to, and is very gentlemanly. At first glance, he is a very easy-going person.

But after being in a class for a long time, I can more or less observe that Hwaseong never takes the initiative to talk to others, usually puts on an indifferent face, and rarely participates in class activities, not to mention the high-cold "Xueba" With the addition of the title, he just gave birth to an aura that strangers should not enter.

Li Fan glanced sideways at Zhou Dazheng, who looked like an old man, and said to the monitor: "He is exaggerating, but I am really willing to help others. If you have something to say, just say it, don't be polite to me."

Seeing Hua Cheng carrying it back, Yang Kuanjin heaved a sigh of relief, he handed Li Fan the folder that he had been holding in his arms all the time, and then said: "This is the academic performance and recreational activities of our class for the whole year of Grade [-]. The initial information, because I have to do the documentation myself, and there are still many specific copywriting that need to be revised..."

"Time is tight...can you help me make a PPT for my speech?"

"Shouldn't the class committees work together on these things?" Huacheng, who was lying on his stomach, raised his head and said quietly when he heard this, "Is that so, class leader?"

As soon as Hwaseong interrupted, Yang Kuanjin became nervous. He originally wanted to behave better in front of the teacher, so he told the teacher and the class monitor that he could do it by himself. If he went back to find the class committee members, he would not be able to get off the stage. He had no choice but to ask Li Fan for help.

Yang Kuanjin: "I, this was originally..."

"Okay!" Li Fan interrupted Yang Kuanjin's words, and simply agreed: "No problem, I can help you!"

Li Fan also knew that once Hwaseong opened his mouth, the atmosphere would change. He really wanted to seal Hwaseong's mouth with tape, but unfortunately he didn't dare. In a hurry, he poked Huacheng's face, and said with a smile: "Your face has red marks from sleeping, can you rub it for me?"

... Knead.

Huacheng was stunned when he heard this sentence, and he didn't know which corner of the mountain he had forgotten what he wanted to say. Although he remained calm on the surface, there was already a ripple in his heart. He only had time to turn his head to avoid Li Fan's fingers, and deliberately dropped a sentence in disgust: "Have you washed your hands?"

Don't blame Hwaseong, Li Fan used to be a person who hooked his shoulders at will and got close to him without being prepared, but since Li Fan knew his sexual orientation, he became a modest gentleman in front of him, intentionally Avoid all possible physical contact.

This is... accepting homosexuality?Are you ready?Does that mean I can try to take a step.

Li Fan didn't know how many circles Hwaseong's heart was going through. He simply didn't want to make the situation stalemate. When he heard Hwaseong ask "Have you washed your hands?" hands.

Seeing that he agreed, Yang Kuanjin was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you! It was a great help!"

……

The consequence of the promise is that after Li Fan finished his English reading under the watchful eyes of Hwaseong, he could not go to ask Zhou Dazheng to play basketball. He could only follow Hwaseong back to the dormitory. Read, he also does PPT.

As a good student who has a very good relationship with his classmates and teachers, Li Fan once recommended himself to take part in the PPT animation competition held by the school because no one in his class participated. Got a first prize.

Therefore, it is not difficult for him to make PPT, and it is no wonder that the monitor will ask him for help. It's a lot of trouble, and there are too many materials!

I heard from today's class monitor that it will be done the day after tomorrow. Strictly speaking, he should have two nights to make this PPT in the evenings. However, in order to prevent any dissatisfaction, it is best to save one night for revision. , so, he plans to finish the first draft tonight.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after the lights in the dormitory were turned off, Huacheng put away his extracurricular books and lay down on the bed. The diagonal line was Li Fan's desk. He saw Li Fan typing on the keyboard with the desk lamp on. The dormitory was so quiet that only typing The sound of typing the keyboard and the sound of clicking the mouse, one by one.

After a long time, Huacheng turned over, turned his back to the wall, and said, "Are you still asleep? I can't sleep with light."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped.

Huacheng saw Li Fan sitting on the stool and turned around, he couldn't see him, but he still faced his direction, and whispered apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I almost forgot that you couldn't sleep with light, You sleep, you sleep."

Hwaseong kept silent about this, so he successfully saw the scene that made him very helpless - Li Fan turned off the lamp, carried the notebook with both hands, and tiptoed to the bathroom.

"..." Huacheng thought to himself: "That's not what I mean, I want you to lie on the bed and rest..."

Li Fan went to the bathroom, and the dormitory suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that he could only hear the solo of his own breathing, and there was no obstructing light. Ceiling, thinking about a question for the first time: "I won't suffer from insomnia, will I?"

Huacheng got up, pushed open the door of the bathroom, the light inside could not wait to flow into the balcony, he squinted his eyes, and saw Li Fan sitting cross-legged in the corner of the bathroom, knocking and knocking on the notebook on his lap, the information Randomly sprinkled on the ground, without noticing that someone pushed open the door.

It's a pity.

Hwaseong leaned against the door frame and coughed lightly on purpose.

When Li Fan heard that he was shaking out of thin air, he looked up stiffly like a puppet, and when he saw that it was someone he knew, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's you, you scared me to death, do you know how many horror stories are set in the bathroom?" , by the way—do you want to release water?"

As Li Fan said that, he was about to reach out to clean up the materials on the ground, Huacheng hurriedly stopped him: "No, I want to talk to you."

"Ah?" Li Fan looked at Huacheng with a puzzled expression on his face. He even wanted to say, "Xueba, I'm happy to accompany you to talk about anything, but I'm really busy now!"

Huacheng squatted at the door of the bathroom without hesitation, looked at Li Fan's funny expression, and asked lightly, "Do you know what time it is?"

"Hmm..." Li Fan leaned closer to the notebook and looked at the lower right corner: "It's 46:[-] p.m. Beijing time."

"Very good," Hwaseong nodded and continued, "Then when do you plan to sleep?"

"No way?" Li Fan rubbed his eyes: "Did I affect you here too... I thought that if I didn't finish finishing after two o'clock, I would go to sleep, no, I closed the door , and opaque."

"The noise didn't bother me," it's just that I don't know why I can't fall asleep, it must be your problem, Huacheng stared at Li Fan for a long time before he answered his own words.

"Although the temperature during the day is quite high, it is still quite cold at night in early autumn. You just sit on the ground in this thin pajamas? I remember that the flu has been quite severe recently. Several students in the class were forced to take leave. You are going to catch a cold and contagious. Give it to me, it won't be good."

"I definitely won't. I've never suffered from these minor illnesses." Li Fan said so, holding a few pieces of paper under his butt in his hand. Although it shouldn't be of much use, he still feels that he should show some respect Show it to Xueba.

Huacheng ignored Li Fan's rebuttal, he sighed, half leaned against the door frame, and said to himself: "Besides, class appraisals have always been the work of the class committee. Since the class committee enjoys some benefits, since When I decided to be a class committee member at that time, I had to take responsibility.”

"Especially this kind of heavy task, the class committee members should work together to complete it," Huacheng's voice softened: "I don't know why the class leader asked you, of course, I'm not saying that you can't help with this, but, Luo It’s a little too much when it’s on one person’s shoulders, and you’re still in danger, so you shouldn’t pick it up alone, understand?”

Li Fan has been listening to Hwaseong talking slowly, until the word "understand?" Li Fan suddenly felt stagnant, and he couldn't even draw his breath. How long has no one talked to him like this? He forgot up.

Xueba performed supernormally today, so he came up with such a long paragraph, and Li Fan knew that it was all about caring about him. In recent years, many people have asked him for help with various things, because he is "good at speaking", and He can hand in a good grade every time, and those who are capable will work harder, and more people will find him.

But has anyone ever cared how he did it?No.

Li Fan took a long breath quietly, his gaze that was looking at Huacheng unconsciously fell on the open PPT in his notebook, because it was a promise to others, Li Fan did not dare to be ambiguous, the PPT template is useless on the Internet, Every detail is designed by myself, and the PPT is doing the job of listing various awards.

There are many Chinese characters on one page of PPT, Li Fan stared at the name, slowly calming down.

When he felt that there would be no difference when he opened his mouth, he looked at Hua's characters and said, "I...cough, I understand, but we are all friends. It would be nice to have one more good friend."

What Li Fan said inadvertently hit the heart of Hwaseong's old mother for some reason, so that Hwaseong forgot that they were in the stage of "giving and accepting intimacy", stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Fan's head, an inch long His hair pricked his hands, making Hwaseong's palms itchy.

Li Fan slightly raised his head to look at Hwaseong, Hwaseong did not dodge, met his gaze openly and aboveboard, and said almost gently: "You are always like this."

Li Fan felt flustered for some unknown reason. He staggered Hwaseong's eyes without leaving a trace, but he didn't resist the hand above his head. There was a warmth flowing into his heart along the Tianling cover, and he really felt that sitting It was really cold on the ground.

A gust of cool wind happened to blow in through the crack in the bathroom window, and the A4 data paper on the floor raised a corner slightly, and it was tightly stitched back to the ground.

Li Fan suddenly didn't want to disappoint the person in front of him very much, he smiled relievedly: "Okay, give me a little more time, I'll go to sleep after finishing this, soon."