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Lin Zongjie was in a bad state, but Han Lin didn't pay too much attention to this matter. The only tenderness he could give was that the other party didn't wake him up to recite words when he was sleeping on the table. After all, Lin Zongjie was in Han Lin's heart The image of him has always been nagging, as if he had a problem. After drinking the soy milk, he threw the paper cup into the small garbage bag hanging next to his desk, and then dug out the test paper and continued to study the questions.

Once Han Lin started studying, he was in a very serious state. He seemed to have some supernatural powers. He could automatically block all the noise around him when he was doing things. Lin Zongjie roughly counted them. He also did three sets of math problems during the time.

Han Lin's handwriting is very good, neatly like the "Microsoft Yahei" font printed out by some typewriter, and it is impossible to deduct points from the test paper. Han Lin's test paper is simply the standard answer template that the teachers and students in the school worship.

Before, Lin Zongjie laughed at others and said, "Look at your character, it looks like a primary school student, and the strokes are neatly aligned. After graduating and working, I don't know when I see your character. I still think you are someone who has not graduated to practice. The sweet baby."

As soon as this was said, our academic committee gave the president a very calm sideways glance, then took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote a song of eternal regret in Lin Zongjie's usual running script, Then he threw the piece of paper at Lin Zongjie's face.

Although Lin Zongjie is poor in studies, but fortunately he is very talented. God rewards him with food. He has grown a pair of good legs and gave birth to a pair of good hands. He can run fast and write well. A joke that was widely circulated in No. [-] Middle School is From him.

I heard that it was a dark and windy night, and in the dark teaching building of No. [-] Middle School, only one light was turned on in the language office. In the room, there was a mediterranean who hunched over his desk and corrected the test papers. Old teacher with white beard.

The old teacher was just transferred from the town to the city. On the first day he took over Lin Zongjie's class, a teacher kindly advised him, "There is a boy in your class who can write very well. His name is Lin Zongjie, the Chinese paper is beautiful but the composition is unreadable, if you get his paper approved, you can just mark it as a zero, but don’t read the content, I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear it due to myocardial infarction.”

The old teacher was already old, and his heart and eyes were not good. Although the quality of teaching in the town could not keep up with it, the children were studying hard and taking the exam with all their heart. Unlike this No. 300 middle school, they were approved. Of the more than [-] papers, none of them was to my liking.

Not to mention the ugly handwriting, the content is also full of strange things, it's a mess.

The old teacher corrected a question just like this and sighed, unknowingly forgot the advice of other teachers to the ends of the earth, finally drew the last test paper with a red pen, saw the beautiful scroll surface and the free and easy running script font , the old teacher's eyes lit up, thinking that he finally has a good boy who studies hard.

I don't know...

Before finishing the composition, the old teacher retired early due to some undisclosed physical reasons.

So one day when Han Lin came to his seat, the first thing he said was to ask Lin Zongjie, "I heard that you retired early when you were angry with the teachers in No. [-] Middle School?"

Lin Zongjie, "..."

When the fuck did I angrily retire the teacher early?

In fact, no one can say clearly what happened that night. Whether the old teacher was too tired to work all night, or he was so shocked by Lin Zongjie's shocking essay that weeping ghosts and gods that he could no longer continue It seems that no one cares about the fact of completing the work of teaching and educating people.

In short, everyone was saying that this was the pioneering work of President Lin Zongjie, and Lin Zongjie was too lazy to investigate the truth. The word innocence was not important to him at all, so he let others pass it on.

From the morning to the end of the last class in the afternoon, Lin Zongjie counted Han Lin's test results, three sets of poems written silently, three sets of math simulation test papers, three sets of English special reading comprehension and cloze, and did not forget He took out his red pen and gave himself a perfect score.

Lin Zongjie really couldn't help himself from looking at Han Lin even once. If he used to be in No. [-] Middle School, he would be able to sleep from morning to afternoon with his head down, and he wouldn't have to eat lunch. I had to look back at Han Lin in seconds, and I was so upset that I had to turn my face away again after looking and looking again, and I had to look back again because I was thinking hard after twisting it away for less than three seconds.

So our president's big head was thrown back and forth like this, until the neck was so sore in the end, and finally heard Han Lin say something.

"If you think the sun hurts your eyes, you can choose to close the curtains before going to sleep."

Look, look at the clean and pure mind of the school committee, it's not like our President Lin Zongjie, he has been thinking all day long, after I kissed him, he must find some reason, so inexplicably nibbling at each other, then Han Don't Rin think I'm a pervert?

If that kid sues his parents about this matter, wouldn't I lose my other leg too?

But as a buddy, it’s okay to have a kiss. Let’s say I was drunk before, and with Chen Ke and the other four perverts, the five Olympic fuwas can hug each other on the sofa of KTV just like this Isn't it okay to sleep together?

But Han Lin's current relationship with him can't be called a buddy.

How about I just tell the truth and lose the game?

Yes, I can say that I lost the game of truth or dare, and I have to kiss the person on the right.

Thinking of this, Lin Zongjie finally regained his energy at this moment after a whole day, his eyes lit up, he raised his head and said, "It's class, I drew the curtains, I'm too sleepy It's blatantly obvious, isn't it?"

"..." Han Lin really suspected that he had heard something wrong. He put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at Lin Zongjie. Yet?"

"I'm not?" He tilted his head and thought about this question, and Lin Zongjie immediately replied, "Then what if the teacher doesn't notice my side when he enters the classroom, won't he be able to find out? As soon as I pull the curtain, the teacher When you walk in the door, you will definitely think, eh? Why are the curtains closed? As long as he looks up, he will immediately find that I am sleeping. This is a matter of probability, 50.00% and [-]% probability, you don’t understand .”

"Yes, yes, I don't understand."

"What are you packing up for? Are you leaving again? Where are you going? What are you doing?"

Han Lin got up to pack his schoolbag, and just as he put the straps on his shoulders, Lin Zongjie grabbed the cuffs of his school uniform. The president even got up half a step because he was too emotional, but because the seat was too narrow and his legs were too tight. He was so tall that he couldn't stand up straight away.

Han Lin looked back at Lin Zongjie's reaction curiously, and asked, "I have something to do. I asked the teacher for leave yesterday. Do you have anything to do?"

"Me?" Lin Zongjie said with slurred eyes, "Of course I have something to do. I just couldn't do a question just now. I'm waiting for you to come and explain it to me at night."

"Did you just do the question?"

"I made it last night. I thought about it all day today, but I couldn't figure out how to do it."

"..." Han Lin glanced at Lin Zongjie's slightly whitish finger holding his cuff, and it was obvious that he was grabbing him with force. He froze for a moment, wondering Should I be relieved or think about something else, in short, I talked to Lin Zongjie in a thoughtful manner, "Can I talk about it tomorrow?"

"No, I didn't sleep well yesterday. If you don't talk about it today, I will suffer from insomnia again."

"But me." Han Lin looked at the watch on his wrist, "I really have something urgent now."

"Can you have something more urgent than giving me a lecture?"

Han Lin couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes slightly bent. He didn't mean to mock or sneer, but he just smiled obediently, like a big brother who was entangled by some children and couldn't do anything about it. Looking at Lin Zongjie's eyes is like looking at a naughty and coquettish dog.

"If you think the questions are too difficult, you can find some simple ones to do first. If the basic knowledge is not solid, you can memorize more formulas and concepts. Otherwise, I will try my best to come back later. If I don't come back at ten o'clock, you Go home first, and I will tell you tomorrow."

"No, it has to be today."

Han Lin, "..."

Although he didn't speak, the sentence 'Why?' was written all over his face. '

Lin Zongjie said, "Anyway, you have to come back today, otherwise I won't be able to sleep again."

"Then I, try my best."

"Must must must."

"Okay, okay, I must, I will definitely come back."

After speaking, Han Lin tugged at his sleeves, but Lin Zongjie still refused to let go. He had no choice but to write on his face, "You should let go."

Lin Zongjie said, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

Han Lin said, "Bring it, then if I can't come back, I will call you?"

"I said you must, you must, you must come back."

"All right, all right, I have to come back."

Lin Zongjie reluctantly let go, and said, "Don't turn off the phone, I will call you."

Han Lin looked down at his wrinkled cuffs that were caught by Lin Zongjie, stretched out his hands and patted them, then raised his legs before leaving.

Isn't Lin Zongjie crazy?

When he was leaving the classroom door, Han Lin was still thinking about this matter in his heart.

Lin Zongjie's voice was so loud that Han Lin could hear the guy still shouting in the classroom when he walked to the stairs, "I said I will call you, you are not allowed to turn off the phone, Han Lin, you little fool, did you hear that?"

"..." Crazy, Han Lin laughed speechlessly, and then replied in a low voice, "I heard."

But how can his small voice be compared with Lin Zongjie's, if he didn't hear it, he didn't hear it, so just as he went downstairs, he heard someone shouting above his head, "Han Lin, do you hear that, little fool?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

As soon as Han Lin looked up, he saw Lin Zongjie's big head propped up on the fourth floor, looking at him all the time. He turned his head and answered again, thinking that Lin Zongjie might not hear him, and gave him a nod.