young sir

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In the silence, there was a sound of cloth rubbing against Fang Nan's body.When Fang Nan reached out to get the phone, Bi Ziyun realized that the man had pulled off the sleeves of his school uniform, firmly covering his wrist.

An atmosphere of embarrassment and silence spread in the darkness, and Bi Ziyun felt a little uncomfortable when he noticed Fang Nan's movements.

If he didn't speak again and said a few words to ease the atmosphere between the two, he really didn't know how to get along with Fang Nan in the future.

But just when he was about to say something, two villains suddenly popped up in his mind.

No. [-] Xiao Xiaoyun: "Why do you have to take the initiative in these things? You even need to apologize for grabbing a mobile phone? He obviously doesn't pay much attention to you these days, why should you put a hot face on a cold ass?"

No. [-] Xiao Xiaoyun: "Fang Nan must have some difficulties, otherwise he is always so kind to you, and he will definitely not make things difficult for you because of a small matter. As long as you give in first, everything will return to normal. .”

No. [-] Xiao Xiaoyun suddenly became dissatisfied: "Who has spoiled and spoiled you since childhood, doesn't he know what you are thinking in your heart? If he knows and still does it, then it is his fault."

No. [-] Xiao Xiaoyun immediately retorted: "Fang Nan definitely doesn't know what you think of him. If he knew, he would definitely not treat you like this."

wrong.

Bi Ziyun shook her head vigorously, and drove the two little Xiaoyuns out of her mind.

"Fang Nan definitely doesn't know what you think of him..."

So what do I think about him...?

The two did not spend long together in the dark.Within a few minutes, Zeng Hao emerged from the fire door again: "Hi, I'm getting ready for the senior year program, please help me divide the pile of fairy sticks into three groups, I'll bring someone over later lift."

"How do we divide without lights?" Bi Ziyun said.

"What?" Zeng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, "Oh, the gate here seems to have been broken for a long time, you open the door on the other side of the passage, and the lights in the corridor will shine in."

Bi Ziyun: "..."

Then why didn't you say it sooner? "

It turned out that there was a light here.He felt that the small universe in his heart was about to explode.

"No, I thought you two must know." Zeng Hao was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, "Isn't there a light sign for an emergency exit on the top of you, since there is an emergency exit, there must be a door."

He felt that the brains of these two people didn't seem to be very useful. The exit sign was posted there brightly, but someone really couldn't see it. They stayed here in the dark for a long time.

After staring at the two people in front of him for a while, Zeng Hao rubbed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the tall man who had been silent all this time seemed familiar.

I should have seen him somewhere before, either in person or in his photos.

……yes!Isn't this person Fang Nan from Class [-] before, that Fang Xueba who is always at the top of the grade list with his headshot and known by everyone in the school?

According to this, Xueba's brain should be spinning very quickly, why even he...

Before Zeng Hao could think about it carefully, someone from the student union called him to go to work at the door.Deputy Minister Zeng quickly handed Bi Ziyun a list, telling him that it listed the props that need to be sorted out for each show, and then ran back to the front desk without stopping.

After Zeng Hao left, Fang Nan immediately stood up from the bench.He took a few steps forward, pushed open the door marked with the safety exit sign, and a bright light came in from the corridor of the administrative building.

Bi Ziyun, who was following behind, said with emotion: "Yes, there are lights in the corridor, why didn't we think of it just now..."

There is a saying in the Chinese text, which is called "In the fluffy hemp, it will be straight without support; the white sand is in Nirvana, and it will be black with it."

Fang Nan deeply felt the same way.

The longer you spend with happy people, the happier you will be.

The longer you spend with hardworking people, the harder you will work.

After staying with Bi Ziyun for a long time, he will assimilate your thinking to the same level as his.

The author has something to say: Note: The Chinese language in the text is excerpted from "Xunzi Encouraging Learning".

感谢在2020-12-0221:33:10~2020-12-0320:52:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 234519776 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

33. Homeless

The Teacher's Day party started on time at seven o'clock in the evening. Bi Ziyun and Fang Nan squatted in the corridor, and evenly divided the fairy wands used by the third-year teachers into three parts.

Students from the Department of Culture and Entertainment came over halfway, saying that the show was about to start, and hurried back to the lecture theater with the performance props that had been allocated.

The third-year teacher's program was relatively lengthy, and the two of them had no other work to help them for the time being.Bi Ziyun stood up and moved his arms, and couldn't help but complain: "What are they performing, do they need to be so fancy?"

Fang Nan lowered his head and cleaned up the foam boards on the ground: "Throw the unused ones back into the box."

There were still a few extra fairy sticks piled up at his feet, Bi Ziyun bent down to pick one up, and pointed at Fang Nan who was busy not far away: "Change."

Before Fang Nan could speak, he laughed himself.

Fang Nan saw Bi Ziyun started to be silly again, glanced at him, and ignored him.

"Do you know the Little Demon Fairy that was broadcast on TV last year?" Bi Ziyun flicked the two little plastic wings on the handle, "My cousin used to like to watch it very much. Could this thing be from there?"

"Let's go, go move the ax for Pig's show."

Fang Nan walked towards Bi Ziyun with the cardboard box in his arms, motioning for him to throw it in.

Throwing the fairy stick back into the box, Bi Ziyun took out the schedule given by Zeng Hao from his trouser pocket: "So it's our grade's turn for the next program?"

The first program of the sophomore year was the Ax Gang dance led by Pew, and the pile of plastic axes in the fire escape was the props for this show.Their task is to classify the axes according to the color of the handle, and distribute them one by one when the teachers come to prepare to go on stage.

After finishing the props, the two stood silently in the corridor, waiting for the performance teacher to come and assemble.After waiting for about ten minutes, Zeng Hao walked over with a group of young male teachers from the second grade group.

A group of male teachers headed by Teacher Pi are all wearing suits with bow ties. They are all tall and powerful, and they look quite imposing.Seeing that the teacher had arrived, Bi Ziyun hurried to the door and took the initiative to open the backstage door for the teachers.

"Hello, Teacher Liu."

"Teacher Wong."

"Teacher Pi, this way."

Fang Nan, who was standing in the aisle holding a bunch of fake axes: "..."

It's okay for the teachers to dress like male PRs in a hotel, but Bi Ziyun's respectful appearance is no different from the doorman standing in the lobby to welcome guests.

The teachers took the ax from Fang Nan, led by Zeng Hao into the fire escape, and prepared to perform on stage later.

Bi Ziyun saw that the teachers had fake beards on their chins, and asked the old class curiously: "Brother Pi, are you performing Stephen Chow's Ax Gang?"

Piyou stretched out his fist, and said mysteriously to Bi Ziyun, "A shuttle through the clouds—"

Bi Ziyun hesitated for a second, then lightly touched Teacher Pi's fists: "...thousands of troops are coming to meet you?"

Peew withdrew his hand in satisfaction: "The code is right."

Fang Nan: "??"

When all the teachers came to the stage, Fang Nan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

He asked Bi Ziyun: "What were you and Brother Pi talking about just now?"

"This is the plot of Stephen Chow's movie, haven't you seen it?" Bi Ziyun was a little surprised, "There are two more sentences in the next one, two loyal and courageous, swords and fires—"

Fang Nan: "...I see."

Looking at the seriousness of Lao Ban and Bi Ziyun, he felt as if he had been derailed from this era.

The dance of the male teachers with the ax gang ended with warm applause. Pi Ge led a group of male teachers off the stage and returned to the corridor where Fang Nan and Bi Ziyun were stationed.

Peew wiped the sweat from his face due to nervousness, and was about to take the teachers back to the auditorium, when he saw two boys from his class standing not far away, he changed his mind temporarily.

"Fang Nan." Pew asked the other teachers to leave first, and walked towards them, "I heard from Teacher Zhang that you have been attending his competition class since this week?"

Seeing the old class coming, the two stood up from the small benches one after another.

"Yes, teacher." Fang Nan replied.

"The content of the competition is more about science and mathematics. You took a class today, did you find it a bit difficult to learn?" Peew asked Fang Nan.

"Actually, it's okay." Fang Nan said, "The basic framework is there, and you can follow it by listening carefully."

Pew patted Fang Nan on the shoulder and encouraged Fang Nan, which probably meant to tell him not to put too much pressure on him, to balance his studies and competitions, and to talk to him about any problems in his daily life.

Bi Ziyun could hear it this time. Brother Pi must have heard about Fang Nan's family situation from the school or other teachers, otherwise he would never have come to chat with Fang Nan for no reason.

"After the first two weeks of school, I feel that you two have a good relationship." Teacher Pi suddenly changed the subject, "Have you known each other before?"

Bi Ziyun: "I—"

Fang Nan: "Well, we were friends before."

Puyou showed a clear expression on his face, he nodded, and put his hands on the shoulders of Bi Ziyun and Fang Nan: "You should all know that the school has rigid regulations on the academic performance of our class [-], right? Our Gunan Liberal Arts has an annual re-capitalization rate as high as