After the Xueba character was exposed

In fact, from all aspects, Jiang Zhao is not the best choice for studying.

Let’s talk about his personality first, he was originally a frozen type, and it became more and more obvious in this environment where he wants to do everything on tiptoe, and others dare not come forward to talk to him, let alone ask questions.

In addition, his grades are so good that you will look mentally handicapped if you ask him any questions.

So Jian Yao pulled Jiang Zhao to take the initiative to give way, and everyone had no objections, only Liu Jiayi's face was not very good, but he was standing at the back, and no one noticed.

As for Jiang Zhao himself, he has become accustomed to his ability to enforce certain people.

The two returned the same way and went to the second floor. The two vacant seats they found just now were still vacant, but Jian Yao's attitude was obviously that he didn't want to sit.

He took Jiang Zhao around a few times like patrolling the second floor, wishing he could go straight home, when he saw a whole soft-covered bench behind the rows of bookshelves.

The bench was neatly attached to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there were many people sitting there. Jian Yao pulled Jiang Zhao over and sat down on a stool with no one on either side.

There are soft cushions on the stools, and it is quite comfortable to sit on, but there is no table, and the people sitting here are either reading books or working on computers, and writing questions is really not easy.

Jiang Zhao didn't rush to open the schoolbag, sat down and felt it, and then said: "It's better to go home."

"...Although I thought so too, but it's already here, so you can't just go back without doing anything, right?" After Jian Yao said this, someone in front of him looked up at him, realizing that his voice was a little loud just now , Embarrassedly buried her head in her schoolbag for a long time, then leaned over to Jiang Zhao and asked in a low voice, "What questions did you bring? Extracurricular."

"Words and numbers are born out of physics." Jiang Zhao said.

... Isn't that all the belts? ?

Jian Yao pushed him wordlessly, then shook his hand and said, "Give me any book."

Jiang Zhao looked at him suspiciously: "Where's your own?"

"...I didn't bring it." Jian Yao replied.

He originally wanted to come with Zhou Xuanyi and his group today, mainly to review the content of the monthly exam, and he didn't have a chance to write anything else.

Besides, he knew the urinating nature of the few of them, and he estimated that they should break up by noon at the latest, so he came here with the mentality of visiting the library from the beginning.

The ghost knows that I will meet so many people today, Liu Jiayi is easy to talk about, he really can't handle the girl.

There is no other reason, just inexplicable fear.

Afraid of girls or something, for Jian Yao, who has too much face, of course he has to keep it a secret. In order to prevent Jiang Zhao from going back to the source, Jian Yao hurriedly said before he asked why: "Hey, just give me a copy."

Jiang Zhao looked at him for a while, until his arms were sore, and then he took a set of English papers from his bag and gave him.

This paper was a set of ordinary practice papers without any difficulty, which made Jian Xueba very dissatisfied, so he reluctantly read it back and forth, and saw that Jiang Zhao also took out a paper with several big math problems written on it.

Young Master Jian was about to lose his temper, so he handed back the paper in his hand and said, "Are you looking down on me?"

Jiang Zhao took another thicker exercise book and put it under the test paper, put it on his lap and wrote an explanation under the first question, then glanced at Jian Yao, and said lightly: "In case you write it so that you don't even know it. "

"..." Jian Yao opened his mouth, but couldn't find anything to refute for a while.

He glanced at the paper written by Jiang Zhao. Even under such harsh conditions, the word "jie" on the paper still has a strong stroke and is very beautiful.

If this was written by Jian Yao...

As much as I hate to admit it, it's a fact that he'll write shit.

But he still didn't want to admit it.

Jian Yao gave Jiang Zhao a white look, grabbed the paper and pressed it on his lap, and started reading with his head buried.

Just after reading a paragraph, I heard Jiang Zhao said: "I suggest you find a notebook for it."

What are you doing?

Just write ABCD and write it so that you don't know it? ?

Jian Yao felt that he had been greatly humiliated, so he raised his head stubbornly and said, "I don't."

Fortunately, this reading is quite simple, and even when he is angry, he can read it. Jian Yao read it quickly, and after understanding the meaning of the article, he started to read the questions, and he could see the answer at a glance.

Choose A.

Jian Yao read a sentence in his heart, and he was about to write with his back bent.

Before I could use any force, I heard a tiny sound, and the tip of the pen pierced through the thin paper, leaving a hole in it.

Jian Yao "fucked" in his heart, and a short laugh flashed by his ear.

Jian Yao was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao was still writing the steps to solve the problem, and he looked normal.

This appearance made him a little uncertain for a moment, and he approached and asked, "Did you just smile?"

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

Jian Yao: "..."

You are so dumb.

There was still a smile in the corner of Jiang Zhao's eyes, Jian Yao couldn't hold back his face, and leaned over to draw the notebook under Jiang Zhao's paper: "Give me the notebook."

Jiang Zhao waved his hand sideways, avoiding someone's claws, and asked, "Do you own it?"

This withdrawal was ineffective, Jian Yao moved closer, grabbed Jiang Zhao's arm and snatched the notebook over, then retreated and put it under his own paper.

He smiled triumphantly at Jiang Zhao, without any guilt of stealing other people's things, and said confidently: "I just like you."

After making such a fuss, Jian Yao put his focus back on the paper. Although the paper is not difficult, it still takes a lot of time to do it. He is too lazy to write an essay. After finishing the last one and correcting mistakes, he turns to the front. I found the listening comprehension of this set of test papers on the Internet.

He was in a relaxed state, so he didn't bother to fast forward, starting from the first bunch of nonsense.

Sunlight unknowingly came around to them, and sprinkled on Jian Yao's back through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sunshine in autumn is not as poisonous as in summer, and there is even a warm feeling wrapped around the body, which makes people drowsy.

Jian Yao rested his arms on his legs, supported his head with his hands, his whole face was hidden under the hat, and the female voice who read the questions was surrounded by his ears, and his voice was calm.

His drowsiness was aroused almost instantly, the surrounding voices became more and more distant, his body was flirtatious, and his head nodded irregularly.

It wasn't until a "ding" sound came from the earphone that he woke up suddenly, adjusted his sitting position and began to listen to the questions.

The drowsiness came and went slowly, Jian Yao managed to finish listening to the first five questions, followed by another lengthy reading time, he leaned sideways while sitting.

As a typical late-stage lazy cancer, Jian Yao usually looks like he has no bones, as long as there is something nearby to support him, he will not stand or sit upright, just like an old man.

Now that there were no pillars or walls in all directions, Uncle Jian had nowhere to rely on, so he reluctantly took a step back and relied on others.

He slanted on Jiang Zhao's shoulders, crossed his legs, and rested the paper on his legs. He found a comfortable position and didn't bother to move.

The paper was written casually, and he didn't even remember the time to do the questions, so the listening in the earphones gradually became sleep music, and Jian Yao was coaxed to sleep after a while.

His head was pressed against Jiang Zhao's shoulder unscrupulously, the black fountain pen was barely hanging in his hand, and the other hand was curled up on his stomach with the mobile phone, motionless and unconscious.

This person usually stretched his legs and leaned sideways against the wall at school, and liked to hang on his peers when he walked. Jiang Zhao was deeply affected by this. The horizontal bar of the bench was stepped on for a long time, and his neck was often used as a clothes hanger.

But this is the first time this has happened.

Jiang Zhao tried his best to ignore the head of the person next to him, and concentrated on writing the question in his hand, but his thoughts were quickly disturbed.

This person's hearing doesn't know how much volume to adjust, he can hear the sound leaking from the earphones clearly.

After Jiang Zhao finished writing a formula, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Jian Yao's head, struggling for a long time between "wake him up" and "let him go".

In the end, he still didn't say anything, and raised his hand to take off the earphone hanging from Jian Yao's right ear.

Jiang Zhao's movements were already very light, but Jian Yao still shook his head, raised his hand and waved it in the air twice, as if chasing away some mosquitoes.

After finishing the rush, he withdrew his hand again, and tilted his head even more.

Jiang Zhao felt uncomfortable looking at that appearance, and didn't know how this person fell asleep in this position. He stared at Jian Yao's side face for a while, and when he looked back, he glanced at his fair neck. Halfway through it stopped.

He looked at the protruding Adam's apple in the middle of Jian Yao's neck, and the image of Jian Yao changing clothes at home suddenly popped up in his mind.

Boys have nothing to shy away from in this regard. Jian Yao was quite shy at the beginning, and would take it to the bathroom to change clothes, but after getting acquainted with him, he became unscrupulous.

Sometimes after Jiang Zhao finished running in the morning, when he came home, he could even see a half-naked man buried in the closet looking for clothes, and this man could still ask him calmly what he brought for breakfast.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of this, maybe the sunlight behind him was too strong, which made him a little sleepy, and his mind was not clear.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, pulling Jiang Zhao's mind back. Jiang Zhao followed the sound and found that Jian Yao's cell phone was vibrating.

The name displayed on the screen of the mobile phone was Xu Qing. Jiang Zhao glanced at Jian Yao. This person had already fallen asleep like a pig. He probably felt something vibrating in his hand. He pinched his fingers and let go of his hand to hide to the side. up.

The vibrating sound was amplified infinitely in the library, and soon someone looked over suspiciously. Jiang Zhao stared at Jian Yao, his soul struggling for two seconds in his heart, and finally lowered his head slightly, squeezed his hands He put on the earphone on the side he was sleeping, then reached out and swipe on Jian Yao's phone.

He turned his head and said "Hello" in a low voice.

"Jiang Zhao?" Xu Qing's voice was not too loud. She probably didn't expect it to be Jiang Zhao, and her tone sounded a little surprised.

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

He glanced at Jian Yao and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Qing seemed to be stuck, and then said: "We have vacant seats here, do you want to come up?"

What are you doing here?

These words flashed through Jiang Zhao's mind.

He glanced at Jian Yao again, recalling how cowardly and stupid this man was on the way to the library today, as if talking to someone was going to kill him, and finally ran away without a bone, and still wanted to grab him.

He is usually bold and bold, but he doesn't know what he is afraid of at this time.

Jiang Zhao regretted answering the call a bit, he should wake up Jian Yao and let him answer it, so that he can see how he is at a loss when facing the phone, it should be quite interesting.

"If you want to come up, I will reserve your seats for you?" Xu Qing said again.

Jiang Zhao's mind was filled with Jian Yao's bewildered look, and he came back to his senses after hearing Xu Qing's words, and his eyes focused on Jian Yao's sleeping profile.

"No need." Jiang Zhao stared at Jian Yao for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and said casually, "I have a seat to sit on, so I'm too lazy to change it."

The author has something to say: Jiang Zhao: Do ​​not disturb.

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感谢在2020-07-2316:43:49~2020-07-2416:23:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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