Repeater Union

"Hey, no, is it so difficult to have a meal with us? What does he mean by that?" He Zixing asked in confusion.

"It means studying hard and making progress every day." Fang Jian looked at the disappeared figures on the street, recalled Qin Yao's college entrance examination score corresponding to Qin Yao on the list, and replied.

"Okay, people love to study, so we're the only ones who don't like to study," He Zixing said, "Let's go, let's have a meal, I haven't seen you for a summer vacation, and I don't care about sending you messages. I thought you started to dislike my poor wife after you went to a good university."

"There is no such thing as 'starting to dislike'," Fang Jian said, "It's always disliked."

"Then I thank you," He Zixing snorted, "for bearing with me for so long."

"polite."

He Zixing actually didn’t send him many messages, just some funny and weird videos and emoticons, followed by a series of “hahahahahahahahahahahahaha”, and pushed him a bunch of messy comics. He has never been interested in these things , did not return.

When eating hot pot, He Zixing piled up a lot of beef slices, pork slices, and mutton slices on the table. The hot pot was steaming with a spicy aroma. He Zixing dipped it in sesame sauce and chili sauce to feast on it. There were only two plates of vegetables in front of Fang Jian. A bowl of boiled water is used to wash off the hot pot soup.

He Zixing rolled his eyes at him: "You are not eating hot pot, you are eating lonely."

Fang Jian ignored him, took the green vegetables out of the pot in his spare time, washed them first, second, third and fourth in the water in an orderly manner for several nights, and then put them in his mouth.

He Zi picked up a bottle of beer, took a sip into his mouth, hiccupped heartily, picked up the empty bottle and handed it to Fang Jian: "Have a drink?"

"Don't drink."

Fang Jian didn't answer, chewing the bland food in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking.He didn't know what he was thinking, since the game last year, he had been confused about what he was thinking.Going around every day, studying, college entrance examination, life, family, friends... He is like a hollow person with paralyzed nerves, he has no feeling for all people and things.

"I shouldn't have dinner with a boring person like you," He Zixing yelled as he buried his head in his mouth.

"I'll treat you to steak next time." Fang Jian didn't look at him, washing the dishes in his own bowl.

He Zixing licked his face and said with a smile, "I knew you were the most loyal!"

……

There was still no one at home, so Qin Yao sent Qin Lei a message of "Where are you going", and the other side only replied "I'm busy, I won't be going home tonight".

Qin Yao didn't ask any more questions. In fact, he couldn't get an answer even if he asked carefully. Besides, his father was not at home, so he was clean. He cooked a bag of instant noodles for dinner, and found two plasters that were about to expire at home and put them on his right arm. One patch, although it smells a bit musky, it can cover the wound anyway.After eating the noodles, washing the dishes and pots and cleaning the small kitchen, he swept the floor again.Washing, cooking, and cleaning are habits he has cultivated since he was a child. His mother didn't do it early, and his father is a rough person. If he didn't clean up, the house would have become a garbage dump.

After finishing everything, Qin Yao washed up early and sat down at the desk to start doing the papers.I have to say that the resources of No. [-] Middle School are indeed very strong. The questions on the paper are novel and unique, which not only fit the direction of the college entrance examination questions, but also don't fall out of the usual routine. The people who wrote the questions are all teachers from their own school. However, I saw it on the famous teacher introduction on the cover of the materials I bought before.

Every question is the essence, and every question should not be wasted easily.When Qin Yao first started to make the first set of two volumes, he was both excited and in awe. He is also a student of No. [-] Middle School now, and the famous teacher exam questions are sent to him for free. He must take it seriously.But when the novelty wears off, endless pain follows.

The questions are too difficult, the method of questioning is too tricky, and there are too many traps, especially the geography questions. He has memorized the world map and roughly understood all aspects of the continents, but the small islands and countries that appear on it still make him bear it. Scratching his head and scratching his head, he couldn't start. It wasn't until after twelve o'clock in the evening that he did a set and a half of it, and he didn't complete it after checking his notes for a long time.

If you don’t know how to do the questions, you will forget the book after you memorize it. This is a very desperate thing for liberal arts students.

What made people even more desperate was that when Qin Yao woke up on the desk the next morning, it was already 07:30.

After soaking his face in the cold water from the faucet and rinsing his mouth, Qin Yao quickly threw the papers and books into his school bag, locked the door, and started to sprint.

No. 06 Middle School started morning self-study at 30:10, went to 20:10, and started class at [-]:[-] after a [-]-minute break.Qin Yao gave full play to the advantages of his long legs. He ran the [-]-minute journey in [-] minutes. By the time he stopped at the gate, panting, the gate had already been closed.

Several teachers on trams passed by him, Qin Yao wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in, but the guard let the teacher in very technically, but shut him out professionally.

Qin Yao looked helplessly at the chubby guard uncle. Across the window of the guard room, the uncle pointed to the phone on the table with a serious face, "If you want to come in, call the head teacher."

Although he really didn't want that weird homeroom teacher to save him, Qin Yao still resigned himself to searching for Lao Zhang's phone number in the class group.He didn't know what Lao Zhang's name was, and Lao Zhang even had his WeChat ID as "Lao Zhang".

"Poor little girl, have you been locked out?"

Suddenly a human voice was heard next to him, Qin Yao was startled, and turned his head quickly, Fang Jian straddled a shrunken schoolbag diagonally, and walked over slowly, dangling.Today he stepped on a pair of casual shoes, all white, and also a brand. Qin Yao watched this natural luminous body slowly approaching him, feeling inexplicably awkward.

"Aren't you too?" Qin Yao asked back, as if he wasn't late.

Fang Jian raised his eyebrows at him, then passed him, walked straight to the school gate, and said to the inside: "Uncle Li, open the door with Sesame."

Qin Yao was amused, and just wanted to ask if this person was crazy, when he saw the stern-faced fat uncle holding the window open, waved to Jian Jian cheerfully, and then let him go.

Fang Jian stepped in calmly, then looked back through the row of iron railings at the gate.

Qin Yao's face was red, orange, green, blue, blue and purple. He looked at the guard, then at Fang Jian, with a look of bewilderment and disbelief: "I'm going, you guys, you are working together!"

"Want to help?" Fang Jian patted the railing and glanced at Qin Yao.

"Aren't you afraid of being caught like this! There are four surveillance cameras here! There are no dead ends!" Qin Yao still didn't believe what he saw just now.

"Small things," Fang Jian said, "Want to help?"

"Fuck, how did you do it? Why did he let you in!" Qin Yao suddenly felt a little wronged.

Fang Jian took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, pressed his thumb directly below 56:[-], and leaned in front of Qin Yao: "If you don't want to come in, I'll go."

"Come in!" Qin Yao said hastily.

Fang Jian waved to Uncle Li, and Uncle Li looked embarrassed, "Xiao Fang, you..."

"Let him go in first, and I will explain the situation to the class teacher later, and I will trouble Uncle Li."

"Okay." As soon as the guard let him go, Qin Yao rushed towards the teaching building, because Shengde Building was about 300 meters away from the entrance, so he had to run quickly.

Halfway through the run, he realized that he seemed to have left his savior behind, and it seemed unjust to patronize himself to run, Qin Yao suddenly stopped the car, turned his head and shouted at Fang Jian: "Damn, hurry up! , going to be late!"

Fang Jian lazily followed behind, seeing Qin Yao yelling at him urgently, he stretched out a hand helplessly from his trouser pocket, and was about to make a gesture to let Qin Yao go first, but before he could wave his hand, the other party Face rushed over impatiently, grabbed his wrist, and ran forward quickly.

"You idiot! Tell you to run, why are you stretching out your hand! You're such a grown-up person, it's so troublesome to have someone pull you away after running a few steps!"

Fang Jian: "..."

Qin Yao ran extremely fast, but Fang Jian was not slow either. On the empty and deserted school avenue, two long-legged men in school uniforms speeding past one after the other with schoolbags on their backs.Fang Jian glanced at his wrist, Qin Yao's strength was indeed strong, his bones were almost cracked, but the person involved didn't seem to be aware of this at all, and he rushed towards the teaching building vigorously.

Fang Jian didn't speak. In fact, he was fully capable of throwing away the life-threatening hand, but he didn't want to do it, and he didn't know why, and he didn't bother to think about it. After all, many things don't need a reason.

The gust of wind blew across his cheeks and ear pinnae, and because of the speed, his face was still tingling with pain. His whole body was stimulated by a kind of joyful pain, and his chest cavity suddenly opened up. He breathed in the freshness of the early morning. Air, as if this was the first breath of oxygen he had breathed, as if for the first time he felt that he was alive, gasping, the real kind of life.

This feeling is very refreshing.

Qin Yao dragged Fang Jian up the stairs and then shook off his hand. Before the two of them reached the door of the classroom, he saw Lao Zhang standing at the door of the classroom with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a gloomy expression and unshaven face. The clean stubble was dragging his face and his face was drooping, and his age-changing face was full of displeasure.

Seeing two people approaching, Lao Zhang suddenly threw out a stick from behind, pointed at the base of the wall at the back door of the classroom, and his aura suddenly increased by [-]: "You two, stand here for me, stand here today Listen to the class with a stool here, and there must be a single word in the homework notes. If you count yesterday’s homework today, you don’t have to hand it over to the subject teacher. You can just hand it over to my office after school in the evening. If your homework is sloppy, The correct rate is lower than the passing line, and I will continue to squat here tomorrow."

This class is a geography class, and the papers are being made in the classroom. Sun Hao, Chen Yang and the girls behind heard the sound, and looked out the back door.

Lao Zhang turned his back to the classroom and couldn't see it, but Qin Yao and Fang Jian could see it clearly. Sun Hao and Chen Yang winked at them, and made a gesture of cheering, fearing that Lao Zhang would turn his head, and quietly turned their heads to do the paper went.

When going back to move the stool, Sun Hao’s old mother stuffed Qin Yao with a Snickers bar, and Chen Yang’s old mother stuffed him with two boiled eggs, and then sent the most sincere condolences to Qin Yao who “gloriously died” , which is a small note.

Qin Yao glanced at him: Fuck, you dare to be late just after school starts, you are really unlucky hahahahaha, the hero has a good journey!salute!

Speechlessly throwing everything back into Sun Hao's arms, Qin Yao packed up the books, found a place at the door where he could see the blackboard and not prevent others from entering and exiting normally, put a stack of books on the ground, and sat on it.Fang Jian also came over with a stool, didn't take any textbooks, only took a few papers, went straight into the corridor lazily, put the papers on the window sill, and put the stool in front of the window sill, which happened to be with Qin Yao a horizontal line.

"You don't attend class?" Qin Yao folded the papers and asked with his head tilted. When he was looking for a place at the back door just now, he made room for Fang Jian.

"It's boring if you don't listen," Fang Jian said, opening his hand to Qin Yao, "Here's a pen."

Qin Yao was looking at the multiple choice questions. Hearing this, he casually took a pen and handed it over. His finger accidentally touched Fang Jian's finger. It was as cold as a popsicle, and he was stabbed suddenly.

He grabbed Fang Jian's hand and shook it suspiciously: "It's summer, why are your hands so cold?"

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