Meet the scumbag Bai Yueguang

The notebook is filled with all kinds of jokes found in newspapers or magazines, and there are many excerpted jokes, with various flower petals and leaves in the middle, all of which have turned yellow and dried, which shows that they have not been preserved for a long time. short.Fan Yao flipped through it roughly, and only the last few pages were left blank. No wonder the diary is so thick.

Fan Yao looked through the flowers and leaves. There were all kinds of plants, and the date was written on them. For example, the petals of this peony were written on June 6, XX, two years ago.Followed by holly leaves, the time is June 25th, and then there are still leaves, the time is July 6st, after that, the frequency of appearance of petals and leaves is not equal, generally speaking, the number of leaves is much larger over the number of petals.

On the title page, you can see spring from a flower, and autumn from a leaf. The petals and leaves here are probably expressing a mood. The page with flowers indicates a happy and relaxed mood that day, and the page with leaves indicates a depressed mood.

So this is really a diary, expressing mood with the transformation of petals and leaves.It's just that there is no record of why the owner of the book is happy and why he is disappointed.

The last plant that appeared in this book was a leaf, the leaf of the peony flower. It was at the beginning of July this year, that is, the time when I just finished the high school entrance examination. After that, the leaves and petals disappeared.

Fan Yao reached out and rummaged in the schoolbag, making sure that there was no second diary.

"Only this one?" He couldn't help asking.

Du Bifan looked at the diary and nodded, "Yes."

Fan Yao: "Why don't you continue to organize and collect." He wanted to say why he didn't continue to record his mood, but after thinking about it, the other party probably would not have thought that he could see through the meaning of these leaves and petals at once, so he changed it. a vague statement.

Because after rebirth, my mind has opened up a lot, I don’t want to remember, and I don’t need to work hard to make myself laugh.Du Mifan glanced at the flowers and leaves that he had placed in his previous life, and smiled: "I'm very busy every day, so I don't have time to organize these."

Fan Yao glanced at him twice, wondering if he believed his words.

After reading the leaves, Fan Yao went to flip through the papers. Plants lose moisture and are more fragile. Fan Yao carefully flipped over the leaves, and casually unfolded a small paper to take a look. The paper should be cut from a magazine. A narrow strip, the paper is bluish white, very rough, but the corners are cut cleanly:

[A male deer, it walked, walked faster and faster, and finally it became a highway (deer). 】

Fan Yao: "..."

He casually flipped over another note, which should have been cut from a magazine:

【The big bad wolf said: "I must eat you!" Guess what happened in the end?

Finally the wolf ate the lamb. 】

Fan Yao: "..."

He admitted that he had been frostbitten.Stretch out your hand and continue to turn back, and after turning a few more times one after another, you are surprised to find that there are even some nasty jokes in it:

[Three boys were chatting together, the first one said that I stayed with Xiao Ming last night, and the next day Xiao Ming called me dear; the second boy said, so what, we stayed all night, the second The next day Xiao Ming clung to me and refused to let me go to work; the third boy said, you are not as good as me, I stayed with Xiao Ming all night, and stayed early the next morning, and I did this once. When she got up, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound. I pulled her up from the wreckage of the collapsed bed. 】

Fan Yao: "..." There is a lot of information, that's all he can say.

Du Bifan has already washed two shirts and was washing a coat. While washing, he remembered something, looked at the sweater on his body, wiped his hands with a towel, went to the closet and found a clean sweater Come on, turn your back to Fan Yao and start changing your sweater.

Seeing that he was about to take off his clothes, Fan Yao originally wanted to turn his head away, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the autumn clothes he was still wearing underneath, and turned his head back in relief.

Du Mifan is really thin, but her bones are very good. From Fan Yao's perspective, Du Mifan's shoulders are broad and her waist is slender, outlined by a black round shirt. Extraordinarily beautiful.

Du Mifan changed clothes very quickly, in the blink of an eye, she changed her clothes, and went to wash the dirty sweater she had changed.

Fan Yao called out to stop him.

Du Bifan turned around with his clothes in his arms: "Huh?"

Fan Yao pondered for a while, raised the diary in his hand, and said, "Can you lend me your joke collection for a few days?"

Du Mifan didn't expect him to be interested in this, so he smiled brightly after hearing this, "Yes."

It took an hour to leave. After waiting for a while at the bus station, the bus came soon. Fan Yao invested coins and sat down in the back row. After sitting for a while, he opened the notebook in his hand and saw On the third page, I slowly flipped through the pages one by one, raising my eyebrows from time to time, because I was frozen by cold jokes; of course, there were not only cold jokes, but also some really funny jokes.

Fan Yao flipped the page with his fingers and lowered his eyes in thought. The petals and leaves first appeared in the summer two years ago, which means that this diary probably started to record since then. What happened two years ago?When was Du Bifan abandoned?I don't know if there is any connection between the two.The diary was turned to the back casually, Fan Yao's eyes paused, he hadn't looked at it carefully before, but there were actually words on the last page.

On the last page of white paper, someone drew a stick figure with a pencil. It was very simple. A few strokes outlined a boy with his head up and laughing. There was a line of beautiful small characters in the lower right corner of the little boy.

——The flowers bloom and fade, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, I hope that I will be a teenager in this life until death.

The final exam is coming soon. Unlike the monthly exam in your own classroom, this exam is arranged according to the ranking of the comprehensive score of the previous monthly exams. One person, one table, and the next row according to the ranking.

Classroom 32 was the first examination room, with a total of 32 desks, where the top [-] students from the first grade were seated. Fan Yao was ranked second, sitting on the second desk at the front door of the classroom, and the first grader sat behind him.

Fan Yao entered the examination room 10 minutes before the exam. While reading a book, he glanced at the little man sitting behind him. tricky opponent.

The little man was not tall, and his skin was dark, but his outline was quite straight. He came from other places, not from this city.

Fan Yao leisurely flipped through the book in front of the page, adjusted his head, and looked at the notes in the opponent's hand calmly. The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't see clearly. After reading a few lines together, he found that the opponent There is no magic weapon to win. I remember that the content is also what the teacher said on weekdays, and he knows it clearly.

It seems that he is not a genius, but a hard-working type.Fan Yao came to a conclusion and turned his head back.

When the exam was about to start, Du Mifan rushed in with his pencil bag in his hands. When he passed by Fan Yao, Fan Yao called him to stop him and saw him panting: "Why did you go?"

Du Mifan's short fluffy hair hopped up and down with his running movements. Fan Yao looked at the dull hair on the back of his head, and guessed that he had washed his hair and took a nap.

Sure enough, Du Bifan embarrassedly pressed the curled hair on the top of his head. He obviously wiped it with water several times, but it dried up and curled up again: "After washing my hair, I squinted for a while, I got up late."

As soon as he spoke, the lock of hair was rippling, quite funny, Fan Yao opened his pencil case, took out the nail clippers from it, and said enthusiastically, "Why don't I help you cut it."

Du Mifan was startled by his enthusiasm at first, and then shocked by his simplicity and rudeness. She gave him an angry look, covered her rippling hair and went back to her seat.

There was no test number posted on the table, and Du Mifan averaged No.7. On the penultimate table in this row, he rushed to the third table, sat down and planned to hurry up and read a book, and the table next to him came slowly. One person stopped in front of him: "Student."

Du Mifan was busy reading, without raising his head, he replied, "Huh?"

The man saw that he was looking seriously, thought for a while, raised his legs and walked to the door of the classroom, counted the tables one by one, and when he counted to Fan Yao, it was 2, and when he counted to the table where Du Bifan was lying on his stomach, it was sure to be 6.

The man nodded on the table: "This is 6." After speaking, afraid that he might not hear clearly, he repeated it again, "Did you hear 6? It's 6."

Hearing him non-stop, Du Bifan raised his eyes in doubt, looked at him, and blinked: "What's wrong with 6?" Wanting to bless him?Du Bifan was easy to speak, and said sincerely, "Then I wish you the best of luck in the 666 exam."

After someone clicked on his desk, Fan Yao raised his head from the book, propped his chin with his right hand, and watched the two people in front of him come and go, laughing half dead.

Seeing that he couldn't make any sense with Du Bifan, the man pointed to himself and then to him depressedly: "I'm 6, you are 7, this is 6, do you understand?"

Du Mifan blinked, blinked again, and nodded: "...Understood." After speaking, he stood up, hugged his book and hurried to the front row in a desperate manner.

Running too fast, he tripped over the leg of the table and almost fell to the ground. Fan Yao looked at the rippling hair on the top of his head, propped his chin and laughed like a dog.

Fan Yao is best at mathematics and biology. He finished answering the paper in 10 minutes before the bell rang. He looked around and saw that everyone was concentrating on the questions. Thinking hard.

Fan Yao glanced at the first grader in the back again. The first grader seemed to be stuck on the last big question, frowning in thought.

Fan Yao lowered his head and checked his papers, and looked away in relief.

The throne of the first grade will be his from now on.

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