I suspect you are not a good student

After the test results come out, almost every class is talking about the test paper.

Zhou Shiyi has only been here for two or three days, but he has already fully felt the difference in the learning atmosphere of the two schools - even for Yi Ming, who doesn't seem to care, the grades are beyond his expectations, and the class is very peaceful. point.

Instead, it was Xie Chuhong.

Although I was staring at the test paper like everyone else, I didn't listen at all.

As soon as the test papers for several courses were issued, he began to count the pros and cons. Zhou Shiyi didn't know what he was calculating, only that he would write down a series of numbers in his notebook at the end.

Compared with the piles of books piled up on the desks of other students, Xie Chuhong has very few things, not even a pencil case. He only has three water-based pens of different colors, red, blue and black, and puts the notebook back in the drawer after taking notes.

Zhou Shiyi peeked at it, and the book has used many pages, but there are only numbers on it, rows and columns, and there is no explanatory text, or there are a few broken lines, which are exactly the same as their owners, making people unpredictable through.

"Staring at me like I can't do the math."

Xie Chuhong lowered his eyes and curled his lips lightly, Zhou Shi's face instantly burned red.

He often wondered what this person didn't know, and he obviously didn't even glance his way.

Xie Chuhong put the Zhou exam papers aside, even if he sat in the first row, there were two sets of Yin and Yang exam questions spread out on the table: "Director Tang should have only given the exam questions, but not the answers, if you don't know something, you can ask me. "

Not only did Zhou Shiyi see his grades, Zhou’s mother also showed him Zhou’s grades—like most liberal arts students, mathematics is a lever subject.

Zhou Shiyi coughed lightly: "Ang, let me finish the missing homework first."

He accepted the test paper, but Director Tang didn't ask him for it, so he procrastinated a bit, and he hasn't moved a word yet.

Xie Chuhong didn't expose it: "If you want to borrow notes, remember to ask Wan Li."

Zhou Shiyi nodded awkwardly.

He was lucky enough to have seen Xie Chuhong's notes, and he remembered not to mention them. Half a sentence was filled with ellipsis and original symbols. This was borrowed on purpose, and probably no one could understand it.

Getting along for a few days was enough for Zhou Shiyi to understand that his brother not only has nothing to do with being "good", he is even very willful and surprisingly courageous.

In the ten, twenty, ten minutes of the class, the teacher in charge pointed his eyes at least five or six times, but he pretended to be blind, and only looked up at the blackboard very briefly when he felt it was necessary.

In the past, Bai Siming represented the teachers of various subjects in private, and he mentioned it to him more than once, but Xie Chuhong ignored it, until now there is an extra tablemate.

Contrary to him, Zhou Shiyi listens diligently to every class, and follows wherever the teacher talks.

I frowned when I didn’t understand, and suddenly realized that I was staring. If I accidentally lost my mind and wanted to get back to the teacher’s progress, my face would first be blank, followed by guilt, and almost everything I thought was written on my forehead.

At first, Xie Chuhong thought it was funny, and would push the drafts over from time to time to mention a few words, but after thinking about it, it was actually normal for Zhou Shiyi to be like this, at least for their age group.

"Let's go? Eat."

Finally, when it was time for dinner, Zhou Shiyi got up with an empty stomach, stepping on the bell for the end of get out of class.

Xie Chuhong looked at the classmates who rushed out of the door from his eyes one after another in the class, not very interested: "Why do you want to eat again?"

Zhou Shiyi: "?"

Zhou Shiyi: "I saw that you were in a daze for several classes, so I thought you were already hungry."

Chi Che grinned in the back row: "It's troublesome, Chuhong is a god, it's okay to beg him to eat with a bowl every day."

Zhou Shiyi was unbelievable: "Aren't you going to be hungry?"

This person has been complaining that he has no appetite since breakfast today, and he barely took two mouthfuls for lunch. Now it's dinner and he doesn't want to eat?

"Don't you think the food in the canteen today is terrible?" Speaking of this, Xie Chuhong was so disgusted that he chanted, "A lot of celery, a lot of loofah, a lot of pumpkin, and carrots..."

Zhou Shiyi was dumbfounded, he didn't even know that Xie Chuhong was so picky about food.

Xia Wanli understood: "Of course, you don't have to choose."

"That's right." Xie Chuhong resolutely agreed, "Why don't good cucumbers be served cold? They are fried with eggs, and the same goes for fungus. They can be mixed with vinegar and sweet peppers and drizzled with sesame oil, but they must be fried with zucchini, even if it's fish-flavored shredded pork." .”

Chi and Xia frowned at Zhou Shiyi.

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

I almost forgot that this is a noble owner, fortunately his mother is a good cook.

It's obviously no secret that Xie Chuhong's provocative talk, the girl on the other side of the aisle ran over excitedly when she heard the conversation: "Squad leader, are you going out to eat again?"

Xie Chuhong got up and resolutely refused: "I can't bring it back."

Zhou Shiyi didn't understand: "What to bring, food? Didn't the guard not let people out?"

Xia Wanli: "A fool also knows that he can't go through the front door."

Thinking of the nearby food street, he was about to move a little, but Chi Che grabbed his arm and started to take it out: "I'm in a rush for class, so I don't have time to go out to eat."

"Then you eat in the cafeteria by yourself! It's none of my business."

"No, this meal can only be eaten with your company."

"Ouch! Don't keep making these idol drama plastic lines, okay? You learn this every day in class? That's all?" Xia Wanli cursed, but her legs still followed Chi Che to the direction of the cafeteria.

In the classroom, the girl was still standing in front of the two seats and begged, saying that she didn't want to bring soup this time, she just wanted to eat some fried rice noodles, but Xie Chuhong never spoke again after that sentence of refusal.

Just because the girl couldn't notice Xie Chuhong's impatience, it doesn't mean that Zhou Shiyi couldn't notice it either.

Not wanting to make the scene too ugly, he took the initiative to take over the conversation: "If you can go out, I will take it for you. Is there a designated store?"

The girl's eyes lit up immediately, and she didn't dare to drag Xie Chuhong, didn't she dare to drag Zhou Shiyi: "No designation, as long as it's fried rice noodles! I must have had my brain eaten before, believing Yi Ming's nonsense, Shi Yi You are really a good person!"

"Just bring a fried rice noodles..."

Zhou Shiyi was probably the first time a girl pulled his sleeves and acted like a spoiled child. Xie Chuhong blushed when he saw him, and calmly took off his glasses: "Let's go?"

"Go!" Zhou Shiyi fled resolutely.

As soon as he left the classroom, Xie Chuhong asked straight to the point: "Do you like Dan Ningyu?"

Zhou Shiyi: "Ah, no..."

Xie Chuhong looked at him: "Without your help?"

"It's just handy." Zhou Shiyi was ignorant, "But he is really cute because he is small."

Xie Chuhong gave an "ang" sound with unknown meaning: "Just don't regret it."

Listening to the voice, Zhou Shiyi felt that Xie Chuhong seemed a little angry, but he didn't know what the crux was.

So much so that when he was taken to the legendary "back door" and watched Xie Chuhong stepping on the railing without giving him a corner of his eyes, Zhou Shi didn't dare to ask more questions.

The fence has intricate patterns, Xie Chuhong stepped sideways to the top of the railing in two or three steps, and looked down at him: "Don't tell me you have never climbed over."

Zhou Shiyi moved his Adam's apple slowly: "...Okay, then I won't tell you."

The food street next to No. [-] Middle School is very famous. Zhou Shiyi had heard of it in No. [-] Middle School before, and he was quite envious.

At first he was worried that the two of them would be too ostentatious when they came here in school uniforms, but when they stood on the street, almost all of them belonged to their school, three grades and three colors, blue, yellow and gray. |The wall does not distinguish between grades——Zhou Shiyi suddenly understood what Xie Chuhong meant when he told him not to regret it just now.

The university town of Hong Kong City is located near this food street. Many college students come here, no matter what they sell, every store is crowded, and the queue is quite hot.

They have only four or 10 minutes to spare for dinner, not to mention helping others to bring it, I guess it will be enough to eat it in my stomach.

Xie Chuhong looked at him: "You think there is food outside, why do I have to wait until I can't bear it any more before coming out?"

Zhou Shiyi was silent again.

Xie Chuhong: "Just by hand?"

Zhou Shiyi shook his head: "It's not going well."

Xie Chuhong: "Is she cute even though she's small?"

Zhou Shiyi shook even harder: "Next time I will definitely not bring it."

Xie Chuhong was satisfied.

The street was bustling, the shops faced the park fence, and there was a long green belt planted with old trees, with towering green shade overhead. The two of them stuck their front feet to their backs, and they stopped all the way to the depths of the street when they could see the man-made lake.

Xie Chuhong said that he really likes the noodles at this restaurant. The long tables in the store are all full, so he can only line up at the door: "Next time, follow up closely. If you lose it, you will have to spend time looking for it."

But Zhou Shiyi said, "I can't lose it, I'm always afraid that your arm will be rubbed by them."

This afternoon, he finally led the man into the infirmary.

The school doctor is a very fashionable and beautiful auntie. She wears a smart A-line skirt in a white coat. She scalds her head and curls her head. When poking Xie Chuhong's arm with a cotton swab, she pokes it expressionlessly, and Xie Chuhong's eyebrows are twisted in pain. , squeeze out a lot of pus.

The school doctor spoke very rudely: "If you have a big fart, the wound can be festered by you, and you have to be skilled. If you don't want to leave scars, you should avoid eating it recently. Don't eat spicy food. If it's okay, feed him some sugar."

The last half sentence was addressed to Zhou Shiyi.

Zhou Shiyi didn't understand it at the time, but it was only later when he saw Xie Chuhong's picky eaters that he realized that the "sugar" mostly refers to blood sugar.

Low blood sugar is bad for wound healing.

"The school doctor is too aggressive. I won't take a shower tonight."

Xie Chuhong still has lingering fears about her violent methods, even if he can tie a plastic bag in the shower, he is afraid that his delicate skin and tender flesh will leak in if his skills are not good enough, and he will have to go to the infirmary again.

"It won't get better in a day or two, or you'd better move to my house." Zhou Shiyi muttered, and followed the queue to move into the store, just as Luo Xie Chuhong had a perfunctory breakfast, so he sat alone at a long table in the back My sister met her gaze.

The woman's face with light makeup was full of astonishment: "Tithe?"

"Sister Shu Ya..." Zhou Shiyi was dumbfounded, never expecting to meet her here.

Hearing the address, Xie Chuhong's eyes immediately changed.

Before, he always heard that "Yi Ming's girlfriend" was beautiful, but seeing it now, he was indeed.

She is wearing an off-white high-waisted dress. She should be about the same height as Dan Ningyu, just 1.6 meters. She has an oval face, willow eyebrows, and long black hair that hangs down to her waist. She has a very gentle temperament.

Zhou Shiyi scratched the back of his head unnaturally: "Sister, did you come out to eat alone after class?"

Li Shuya was not as relaxed as he imagined the reunion, but looked anxiously at the door and said, "I'm not alone, why don't you change restaurants with your classmate..."

After the voice fell, a male voice came from outside the store: "Sister, I'm waiting for soup dumplings!"

In the team, Zhou Shiyi was right behind Xie Chuhong, and Xie Chuhong could clearly feel his instant tension, especially at the moment when they met the people at the door.

The bright face of the visitor was gloomy for a second.

Xie Chuhong had to admit that even if this person had an extremely ugly "patch" on his nose, his appearance was very good, and his eyebrows and eyes were even somewhat similar to that of "Sister Shu Ya".

Looking at each other, Zhou Shiyi was very nervous staring at people.

But the other party neither greeted nor confronted him with a sword, but instead turned his gaze to Xie Chuhong who was beside him.

Until a long time later, Xie Chuhong still remembered the interesting and dim light in that person's eyes.

He asked Zhou Shiyi: "Is this your friend?"