you are my star

There was a "one-on-one" activity in the class. The head teacher asked the students with good grades to sit at the same table with the students with slightly lower grades. Only by doing this together can the overall grade of the class be improved.

Zhao Xingjian and Yu Chong were really destined to be together.

Yu Chong is not partial to any subject, and his grades are not good in any subject.In fact, Yu Chong will definitely pursue art in the future, but I am afraid that with his current achievements, it will be difficult to pursue art.

The head teacher asked Zhao Xing to talk to him, and asked him to help Yu Chong without delaying his study.The teacher in charge spoke so earnestly that Zhao Xingjian felt that if he didn't help Yu Chong, his conscience would be broken.He felt that Yu Chong's family must have gone through the back door with the school.But even if he thought so, Zhao Xingjian had no objection, because Yu Chong was also his friend after all.

Therefore, Zhao Xingjian made a very strict study plan for Yu Chong, which day to do which subject papers, how many sets to do, what knowledge points to memorize, and even how many words to memorize has a very strict and clear plan.Yu Chong also did the same, but there were often situations where tasks could not be completed. At this time, Zhao Xingjian would use Saturdays and Sundays to go to Yu Chong's house to urge him, and occasionally Yu Chong would also go to Zhao Xingjian's house.Because the two families are close to each other, Zhao Xingjian's parents are very familiar with Yu Chong, but Yu Chong's parents seldom go home because they are doing business outside, so Zhao Xingjian hardly sees them.

After a period of time like this, Yu Chong's grades have really improved significantly. He used to be at the bottom of the class, but now he can float in the middle. Zhao Xingjian is very satisfied.

Yu Chong said that he would invite Zhao Xingjian to dinner. Zhao Xingjian was writing a math test paper with a pen, without raising his head, and said, "Based on our friendship, we don't need it."

Yu Chong lay on the table and tilted his head to look at Zhao Xingjian, and asked him, "What kind of friendship do we have?"

Yu Chong asked this on purpose, Zhao Xingjian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and joked, "What kind of friendship? I'll give you my life."

Yu Chong was amused, and said, "Then I will take it seriously."

Zhao Xingjian gave a perfunctory "hmm" twice, and then said impatiently, "Stop talking to me, you won't even be able to figure out the problem."

Sure enough, Yu Chong stopped talking, and quietly lay on the table watching Zhao Xingjian do the questions.It seems that this question is really difficult. Zhao Xingjian couldn't figure it out after checking several pages of paper, and he has a habit of sticking out his tongue and licking his lips unconsciously every time he is so serious that he forgets himself, and he still does it now.Yu Chong looked at Zhao Xingjian, and suddenly felt that his side face, which was seriously answering the questions, was very pretty.

The checking paper was full, and Zhao Xingjian used it over and over again, and continued to write on the densely packed paper.Yu Chong couldn't stand it any longer, so he took a few from his desk bucket, put them lightly on Zhao Xingjian's hand, and then carefully withdrew his hand.Zhao Xingjian continued to count on the paper handed over by Yu Chong, but he probably didn't realize how the paper came from.Yu Chong muttered in his heart, idiot.

The weather is getting colder and colder. There is heating in the classroom, but it is not too cold, so the students are not willing to go out during the recess, so they nest in the classroom.There are often teachers who dislike the bad smell in the classroom, and have to open the windows when entering the classroom, and they can hear wailing every time.

The teacher said earnestly: "You are just at the age of youthful vigor, how can you be so afraid of the cold? More freezing is good for your health, besides, what is the smell in this room, you can't smell it?"

Ding Yuan was the first to speak: "Mr. Gao, this stinking death is better than freezing to death, right? It's really too cold, so please close the windows."

"Are you cold? I think you are the only one in the class with a lot of flesh, not to mention such a big guy, you have the nerve to say cold." Teacher Gao's extremely lethal retaliation made the whole class laugh.

"I'm not a young man. Girls are really afraid of the cold." Jiang Nan interrupted everyone's laughter with her very penetrating voice.

"Come on, Jiang Nan, you're still a girl. You're more aggressive than me when you hit someone. Are you still a girl? You're not as convincing as I am. Shut up." Teacher Gao didn't speak, Ding Yuan interrupted Jiang Nan. He was obviously a comrade in battle, but Ding Yuan would rather freeze than stand with Jiang Nan. It seemed that Jiang Nan often bullied him.

As soon as the two of them came out, there was another burst of laughter in the classroom that had just quieted down, louder than before.Jiang Nan blushed with anger and was speechless.Teacher Gao smiled and shook his head, walked to the window and closed a window.

Seeing one arm resting on the table, Zhao Xing dragged his head and turned to look at Jiang Nan and then at Ding Yuan. The more he looked at him, the more he wanted to laugh. He thought to himself, why are my friends more funny than each other?And the more I think about it, the more amusing it becomes, the more I think about it, the more I want to laugh, my eyes are crooked unconsciously, and my mouth is wide open, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

Yu Chong couldn't help laughing either, Zhao Xingjian turned his head to pat Yu Chong, and said happily, "Haha, I'm really convinced, these two are so cute."

The whole morning passed happily, and during the last class, the Chinese teacher was temporarily busy, so the second half of the class became a self-study class.The sun outside was rising high, and the sun shone in warmly, making Zhao Xing so comfortable that he completely lost interest in reading.

Yu Chong was serious, but for a long time he saw Zhao Xingjian didn't turn the page, so he turned his head to look at him, and saw Zhao Xingjian looking out the window with his hands on his head.

Yu Chong asked him in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xing saw no response.

Yu Chong poked Zhao Xingjian's arm with a pen.

"Ah?" Seeing this, Zhao Xing turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"Why do I still ask you? Why are you in a daze when you don't read a book?"

Zhao Xingjian yawned lazily and didn't speak.Yu Chong noticed that his right hand was grasping the cuff, and the whole hand was wrapped in the sleeve, and he immediately understood what Zhao Xingjian was doing, and asked him, "Where are you listening to music?"

Zhao Xingjian nodded.

This trick was learned from Yu Chong.Yu Chong used to listen to music instead of listening to lectures in class. Afraid of being discovered by the teacher, he often put the MP4 in his trouser pocket, then hid the earphone cable in his clothes, threaded it up his arm from below, and then hid it in his sleeve. Then hold the earplugs together with the cuffs in the palm of your hand and put them next to your ears, pretending to be thinking.Because the school uniform is fat, it can neither be seen nor heard clearly.

Then Zhao Xingjian also learned it, and often listened to songs secretly like this.

"What are you listening to?" Yu Chong asked again.

Zhao Xingjian stretched his clenched hand to Yu Chong's ear, and Zhang Huimei's voice came from inside, "Write and tell me what color the sea is today..."

"Aren't you tired of listening?" Yu Chong asked.

Zhao Xingjian really likes this song, and he still listens to it after listening to it for so long.

"It's not boring." Zhao Xingjian shook his head, "Every time I listen to it, I feel different."

Yu Chong didn't know what kind of feeling Zhao Xingjian was talking about, and he didn't understand how the songs on his MP4 had such great magic power. Every time Zhao Xing saw a daze, he was basically listening to the songs.