Xueba, wake up

Du Lanzhen was in a meeting when she received the call from Lao Zheng. When she saw the caller ID "Mr. Zheng", she panicked and her ears rang.

He quickly walked out of the conference room, picked up the phone, and before he could speak, Lao Zheng complained: "You have to come this time, this is the third time He Zhonghe has fought with his classmates in the classroom."

"It was called in the corridor." In the office, He Zhonghe picked at the tape that hadn't been torn off from the desk, and corrected him, "And that one wasn't a classmate last time..."

"Shut up!" Old Zheng hung up the phone, trembling with anger.

"I'll shut up, I'll shut up." He Zhonghe pulled off the piece of tape and threw it into the wastebasket. Every time he listened to Lao Zheng's lecture, he was afraid, not because he was afraid that Lao Zheng would yell at him or call his parents, but because he was afraid of the old man. Zheng Yi trembled, and fainted from his anger.

"Stand up honestly!" After Lao Zheng shouted at him, he glanced at Chen Wenlong who was beside him with an aggrieved expression.

He Zhonghe adjusted his standing posture symbolically. He is not in a good mood now. When Chen Wenlong was fighting him just now, he kept his strength and didn't make any moves. Bullying others is meaningless.

What's even more boring is that there was no hearty fight, and Chen Wenlong was wronged. He was like a little sheep in front of Lao Zheng, apologizing and admitting his mistakes very quickly, and his attitude was very sincere, which made He Zhonghe particularly sinful.

As for the good student filter that was agreed, now that he has passed No.3 in the exam, Lao Zheng still treats him like a gangster.

There was a knock on the door of the mathematics group's office, and several teachers near the door shouted "Come in" at the same time.

Seeing that it was Du Lanzhen, Lao Zheng first dragged a chair to ask her to sit, and then fiddled with the tea set that was stained with tea and water.

During this period, the two students and their parents remained silent, and the three of them listened to Lao Zheng's chatter together.

"It's really not a fuss to ask you to come here. It's fine if he wants to cause trouble outside. A third-year student, a third-year student, is so lawless and disrupts discipline in the classroom. Several times, he fought with his classmates."

Du Lanzhen frowned and listened, didn't interrupt, didn't drink the tea poured by Lao Zheng, just nodded.

After Lao Zheng nagged and laid the groundwork, he paused: "Tell me, what do I want such a student to do in my class?"

After saying this, Du Lanzhen stopped nodding.

He Zhonghe stood aside and glanced at Old Zheng in surprise.

You're so old!Stay here to punish the evil and promote the good for you to punish wild rappers, and use the grades to move your grade point forward a little bit!

What a treasure student!

"Besides, you may not know He Zhonghe's monthly exam results this time." After a long silence, Old Zheng said again, "I am ranked fourth in the class and thirteenth in grade. Do you think this result is credible?"

Since Du Lanzhen fainted once after discussing the exam with him that day, he never mentioned the college entrance examination or academic performance in front of her. When Du Lanzhen was at home, he pretended to be idle, playing games and watching TV for a while, and slipping away to Go to the opposite door to find Yansheng to play.

He Zhonghe's heart skipped a beat.

Du Lanzhen turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.

The bell for evening self-study in the last session rang, and the teachers in the office took their bags and keys one after another and prepared to go home.

In the early autumn, the singing of cicadas is already very weak, and the crickets outside the window are not loud, but they make people upset.

There is no air-conditioning in the office on the third floor, and the old ceiling fan is turning around overhead, and dust is floating down.

All three pairs of eyes were looking at He Zhonghe, waiting for an unusual answer from him.

"Copy it."

Old Zheng asked: "How did you copy it?"

"cell phone."

Du Lanzhen didn't have much reaction, just looked away from his face, Chen Wenlong had a big melon expression on his face, it is estimated that everyone in the group will take a bite of this melon tomorrow.

Old Zheng clapped his hands: "Look."

When he waved the white flag, it was Lao Zheng's victory. Du Lanzhen spoke kindly and apologized for him, while parents and students were scolded by the teacher.

Lao Zheng's dissatisfaction with him should have reached its peak, and he spoke badly, "cheating", "morality problems", "no one in the No. [-] Middle School is like this", and "what should I do in society?"

He Zhonghe's heart was so blocked that it was about to explode.

After Du Lanzhen got into the car, she didn't turn back to the family courtyard from the main entrance.

It's cool at night, and I don't need to turn on the air conditioner anymore. It's cool in the car with two windows slit.

He Zhonghe's forehead was pressed against the glass, and the wind was blowing.

The two women were silent all the way. When the car was parked, Du Lanzhen lowered the window of his car a little bit, then raised it a little bit, up and down several times.

He Zhonghe was dragged by the glass to stretch and shrink his neck several times, and he turned to look at Du Lanzhen.

"Is there any injury?" Du Lanzhen asked.

The car was parked in front of a pharmacy.

He Zhonghe's nose suddenly felt a little sour, feeling wronged.

He really wants to tell his mother now, I didn’t copy it, I waited for you to sleep every day during the summer vacation, and I stayed in the bedroom with a small desk lamp on until midnight, and more than 20 pen refills were used up, this time the fourth possible test A little bit of luck but I really didn't copy it.

But he can't tell her this to anyone, and he has to convince his mother that he just copied it, and he has no idea of ​​going to another school.

"Buy a few bottles of vitamin C effervescent tablets." He Zhonghe said, "I'm a little angry."

Du Lanzhen patted his knee, got out of the car and went to the pharmacy.

As soon as the car door was closed, he was left alone in the small space, and He Zhonghe let out a long breath.

I am wronged for myself, and I am also wronged for my mother to suffer this general training.

What's next?Continue to study secretly, and then deliberately get low scores in the exam?

As a senior high school student, it is obvious that teachers and parents are happy to improve their studies, but now they have to hide it, and even lie that their grades are obtained by cheating.

Du Lanzhen asked He Zhonghe to get off the car after buying the medicine: "It's cool outside, go for a walk."

He Zhonghe hadn't been to this street very often, and he had an appointment with Shi Yujie when he came here a long time ago. There are a few residential buildings scattered around the street.

"Why did you think of cheating?" Du Lanzhen squeezed He Zhonghe's arm, "Your mother and I were not good at math when we were in high school, and every time we took a test, we typed out a whole sheet of formulas."

"That's not very tiring." After thinking about the dense formula, He Zhonghe wanted to laugh a little.

"I got used to it later, after all, I have been slapped too many times." Du Lanzhen smiled, "At that time, I was afraid of being scolded by adults for failing the exam. Your grandma has never had a good temper in her life. I slapped her a lot when I was young."

"What about you, son." Du Lanzhen's voice became softer and softer, "Why did you cheat? No one asked you to take the test for No. 4, so you just keep your current grades and stay here. Mom can take you from the road to 80 years old. All paved."

"I know." He Zhonghe was a little nervous, he looked at his mother's expressionless face under the street lamp, "I didn't think about anything, but that day... I happened to bring my mobile phone, and I couldn't hold back anything in the examination room, so I searched. "

Du Lanzhen didn't speak, and walked slowly along the sidewalk with him.

It was eleven o'clock when I got home, and Du Lanzhen looked very tired and her face was not very good.

After He Zhonghe took a handful of medicine and drank a glass of vitamin C water, he stared at his mother the whole time, fearing that she would have another attack.

Fortunately, Du Lanzhen was fine except that she looked a little dazed. Before going to bed, she asked He Zhonghe to give her some diphenhydramine.

"Take less medicine, Mom, I'm dependent." He Zhonghe watched her take two chlorpheniramine and one melatonin.

Du Lanzhen smiled and told him to go to bed. In fact, no matter how many sleeping pills she took now, it was useless. Every night, she was in a daze from [-]:[-] in the middle of the night to [-]:[-] in the morning.

The first day of high school was inexplicable.

He Zhonghe was in a bad mood, so he took a very long time in the shower, standing under the nozzle for an hour or two without coming out.

His hands were full of shower gel, and he made a circle with his index finger and thumb, and it turned into a film.

He blew on the bubble wrap.

It blew up and it didn't break.

He Zhonghe continued to blow carefully, until he became a little dizzy, and the bubbles hadn't burst yet.

A bubble the size of a watermelon hangs in the palm of my hand.

Strangely interesting hey, why didn't I find out that I could play like this before.

I was blowing huge bubbles and getting carried away when I suddenly heard the sound of the door closing in the corridor.

The bathroom is close to the door, so you can hear the source of the door closing sound.

It's the opposite door.

One distraction, the bubble burst.

He Zhonghe sighed.

The source of all these messy things today is my sudden temper when I adjusted my position.

When I heard the sound of Yansheng closing the door, I was suddenly blessed. I figured it out, and the clouds cleared and the fog cleared.

It was because of Yan Sheng that he became angry out of nowhere.

Because of the position transfer, I am not very willing, a little... I don't want to be separated from Yansheng.

But Yansheng is fickle, one second he deliberately puts the back seat to help carry books, and the next second he sits where you like to sit.

So He Zhonghe became angry.I just fucking thought I was a bit of your trap, but you didn't want it anymore, you took the bait, whistled and left.

Although the deep drama is so rich, on the surface, it seems that he suddenly lost his temper as a child and threw face at Yansheng.

It is estimated that Yansheng has not reacted until now, why did he provoke him.

After drying his hair, He Zhonghe lay down on the bed, cleared up the awkwardness in his heart, and he didn't feel so bored anymore.

He is not a person who likes to be awkward, he can tell others what he feels, and he can show his thoughts to others.

But at this moment he hesitated, not understanding why this awkwardness was linked to Yan Sheng, and it became complicated.

So he turned his phone over and over for almost an hour, not knowing how to talk to Yan Sheng.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, I did that because you didn't show any sadness or disappointment that I was no longer at your table, but I was disappointed and I wanted to sit next to you, so look When you look indifferent, I am annoyed.

It's convoluted and hypocritical.

But that's the way it is.

He Zhonghe typed a few words, pondered for a while, until the screen of the phone turned off automatically, and then pressed it to light up and pondered again, typing, typing, deleting, and deleting, but no matter what he said, he couldn't express his meaning.

The gist is sorry, let's not be awkward.

As a result, I didn't organize the language that satisfied me in the end.

"...It's not over." He Zhonghe was discouraged, wiped his face, and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

Yan Sheng leaned on the sofa, looking at the phone with half-closed eyes.

From half an hour ago until now, he didn't move his fingers, and the interface didn't change.

Those who didn't know thought it was falling asleep with their eyes open.

He put down his phone, closed his eyes and smiled.

Because the "the other party is typing" that flashed on the top of the chat interface for more than half an hour finally disappeared.