like you more than cookies

The biscuit is burnt.

When Lu Yanxue took out the baked biscuits, he was stunned for a long time without saying a word.After a while, the burnt smell drifted into the noses of Lu's parents.

Ji Fanmei has been showing some symptoms of menopause recently, and she can talk endlessly about what is not pleasing to the father and son all day long, and can get angry at the slightest thing not going well.

Smelling the smell, Ji Fanmei started talking in the bedroom: "What are you doing, burning the kitchen, does the oven have a grudge against you or something, staring at the kitchen all day long without reading a book?" ?”

Lu's father said: "The oven must be broken. When I was baking something two days ago, the power suddenly cut off. I will replace it with a new one in a few days."

"Change to a new one? I found out that you two are really prodigal..."

"Be quiet, be quiet..."

Listening to the noise in the bedroom, Lu Yanxue frowned, bit another biscuit, and then dumped a plate of strange smells into the trash can.

Jane Cong girlfriend?

Gongsun Bo is so stupid, Lu Yanxue can really answer him in the affirmative.

— Nothing.

Gongsun Bo had to think about what the old dog Jian Cong said, but Gongsun Bo believed Lu Yan's words.

But Lu Yanxue is also annoying. Seeing the college entrance examination is approaching day by day, his mother Jiantian and him are talking about Q big Q big Q big...

Lu Yanxue knew that it was not easy for the previous generation to study, and he also understood what Ji Fanmei meant, but he just didn't want to - didn't want to follow the steps for the rest of his life.

Lu Yanxue picked up the piping bag and filled the plate with cookies again.

The stock market has plummeted recently, and the teacher was finishing talking about this matter in the politics class, and the class became lively after class.

"I heard from my mother that a stock speculator in our community has lost hundreds of thousands of dollars in just a few days!"

"If I want money, it's enough to put it all in the bank to get interest, and at most I can buy some government bonds..."

"Let's pull it down. If it's so easy to buy national debt, who will buy stocks? Don't worry about currency depreciation and bank failure if you let it all go to the bank?"

Lu Yanxue wanted to laugh when he heard their gags, but when he turned his head, Jian Cong was fighting with the eyelids of the draft book.

Jian Cong counted a lesson in his notebook, and Lu Yanxue took a look at it, and found that the word was like ghostly symbols, flamboyant and flying, and no one could understand it.

Jian Cong has been lazy all day today, with a troubled look on his face.

"Puppy." Lu Yanxue put his hand lightly on Jian Cong's shoulder. He looked at the two big dark circles under Jian Cong's eyes and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jian Cong closed his eyes slightly, and said, "I haven't slept." After speaking, he put on his earphones and lay down on the table.

There was a sound of a chair being pulled outside the headset, and Yomo Lu Yanxue left.Jian Cong pressed his hands on the earphones, then turned his head to the other side.

After a while, when Jian Cong was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, the class bell rang.He was slapped awake by the back table, sat up in a daze, and turned his head to see that Lu Yanxue hadn't come back yet. "Where did he go?" Jian Cong pointed to Lu Yanxue's position and asked behind.

"I don't know." The back desk shook his head.

This class belonged to the old class, and the head teacher who usually entered the classroom on time was rarely late. Zeng Huian was late when the class representatives were scratching their heads and wanted to go to the office to find someone.

"I'm sorry, students, I'm a few minutes late." Zeng Huian put the lesson plan on the podium, wiped off his sweat, and said pantingly: "Let me talk about two important things first. Those students who are interested in the class have to prepare. Of course, there are some students who have not participated in the competition. Don’t think it’s too late to participate. As long as you have interests and specialties, you should try it. Your value-added entry into institutions of higher learning..."

"There is one more thing. As a pilot area for quality-oriented new education, our school has won the number of international exchange students in middle schools this year in order to be in line with international standards. This is the first among all public schools in our city. The number of places is limited. The study committee I have already gone to listen to the publicity lecture, and students who are interested can contact Lu after he comes back..."

Before the head teacher finished speaking, there was already an uproar under the podium.Although No. [-] High School is jokingly called a "Noble Academy", it is still a real public high school in essence. How can it be their turn that such good things as exchange students have always only existed in foreign language middle schools?

For a while, the students all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zeng Huian turned around and wrote nine words on the blackboard - "Chinese Heart, National Soul, World Eyes"

Zeng Hui'an didn't explain these nine words, he paused, and said, "Let's go to class!"

Lu Yanxue didn't come back until school was over. Gongsun Bo came down from the stairs, passed the experimental class and glanced in, and saw Jian Cong sitting on the seat with his legs crossed like an old man.

"You..." Gongsun Bo was shocked, "Did you study by yourself last night?"

"Wait for him." Jian Cong tapped his heel on Lu Yanxue's desk.

"Wait for God Lu?" Gongsun Bo said in surprise, "We have competition training tonight, and he can't go back."

"Fuck...forget it."

Jian Cong put his legs down, picked up his phone and walked out.

"You don't want your schoolbag anymore?"

Gongsun Bo yelled, Jian Cong didn't look back, put on his earphones and swaggered away.

In the evening, when Lu Yanxue came back from the competition class to tidy up his books, he saw that Jian Cong's desk was in a mess, so he tidied it up for him.After getting the draft book he had opened, Lu Yanxue was about to close it, when he turned it over and suddenly saw the word "Lu" written stroke by stroke under the messy lines on the other side, and also drew some arrows.

Lu Yanxue's hand stopped, and his heart jumped up and down as if he had been hit hard.

It's like a person who shouts into the valley and suddenly receives... something other than an echo.

Lu Yanxue told himself that with a high probability, he was thinking too much, but the excitement and joy in his heart did not retreat in the slightest.

Lu Yanxue picked up the pen and carefully wrote the word "Jane" after the arrow of the word "Lu".

The love of teenagers is passionate but unrestrained.

At night, Jian Cong was lying on the bed, watching the group talk about holding a practical banquet for the students going to Yipei, Jian Cong expressed his opinion out of interest - "I won't go".

"Brother Cong, God Lu is going, you really don't want to go?"

"Something happened."

something?In fact, it's nothing, but when he thinks about who Lu Yanxue is going for, Jian Cong doesn't want to go.

The two of them show their affection, and the singles retreat.

Jian Cong threw the phone aside.

On the other side, Lu Yanxue put his hands under his head, thinking of the words "Lu" in his heart, he was so happy that he wanted to hug Jian Cong and babble.

Close your eyes, your mind is full of the country love that Ji Fanmei likes to watch, but it is Jian Cong's face, saying shyly: "Who cares about you, I don't care about you."

I am rare for you, very rare.

Lu Yanxue closed his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and slowly fell asleep.

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