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As Zhang Jiangyang said, the results of the weekly test came out.

In the evening self-study that night, the papers of various subjects were handed out one after another.

Except for Luo Hao, who was watched by his old mother at home, most of the people in the class were already immune to the little weekly quiz, and simply put the test papers in the drawer after reading the scores.

"Wori!" Jiang Lin didn't know why he was so excited, he moved his buttocks and knocked his chair heavily on He Zhao's table.

He Zhao was writing an English composition when he drew a line with a flick of the pen.

He Zhao put down his pen, pinched his phalanx: "Sledgehammer!"

Jiang Lin turned his head when he heard the sound, and He Zhao pointed to the extra line in the English composition that he originally sketched letter by letter, which was as perfect as a work of art: "Apologize to it!"

Jiang Lin only glanced briefly, and then quietly handed him a math paper, which just revealed the score, 142.

He Zhao was stunned for a moment. He scored 150 in the math test with a perfect score of 142?Lying on the grass, Jiang Lin is promising.

Before he could say the phrase "If you are rich, don't forget each other", Jiang Lin pushed the test paper again, revealing his name.

easy time.

Jiang Lin repeated the same trick and showed the test paper to the people around him, then respectfully put the paper on the Yi Shi table, smoothed it inch by inch, and even took an eraser and pressed it on it.

After class, heads from all directions came together, a crowd of surprises was so dense that it almost buried the deskmate of the owner of the test paper.

"What a master."

"This is a college bully, no one or two in class A can't get this score."

"Is math harder in America than ours?"

"Didn't it mean that foreign students don't learn to hold parties every day?"

"How is it possible? It's just that the way of the college entrance examination is different, so I still have to take the class."

"..."

He Zhao knocked on the table: "It's too exaggerated, it's almost done."

Jiang Lin turned around, and vowed to give the nanny blessing: "Brother Yi will definitely be transferred to Class A soon."

He Zhao rested his chin and put a perfect dot after the last sentence of the English composition: "Who?"

Jiang Lin: "Brother Yi, a top student with a score of 142, you are at the same table."

He Zhao didn't raise his head: "When did you recognize brother?"

Jiang Lin sighed: "Just now, just now, I fell under 142 points."

In the third period of evening self-study, Yi Shi, who was called by the teacher to the office to talk in the first period, finally came back.

He picked up the eraser that was pressed on his paper, and glanced at He Zhao who had finished his homework and set up his textbook to sneak around playing competitive games with a lollipop in his mouth.

He Zhao didn't look sideways, bit Jiang Lin with a stick while biting a lollipop, then stretched out his foot and kicked Jiang Lin's chair, calling him for Yi Shi.

Jiang Lin turned his head, but in the wrong direction, He Zhao said, "Brother Yi, I'll give you the eraser."

Jiang Lin immediately switched sides and turned around, meeting Yi Shi's eyes. Yi Shi pushed the eraser over without making a sound. Ask: "Brother Yi, can you teach me how to do this math problem?"

He Zhao glanced at it. Jiang Lin was asking this question everywhere during the break, but he didn't expect to give up halfway through the class.

After a moment of silence, he heard Yi Shi say, "Later, I didn't do my homework."

With such a simple sentence, Jiang Lin was already overjoyed, and hummed twice: "Then Brother Yi, I will look for you later."

No prospects.

If you really have milk, you are brother.

He Zhao suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being cold and arrogant at all. Although others were afraid of you at first because of this, their expectations for you were also very low. If you were a little bit kinder, it would be enough to make people flattered.

Of course, the premise is that you have capital, cold capital and proud capital.

After all, if you are only a little bit stronger than others, there will be people who will not be convinced, disdain, slander, and try to step you down in various ways. Watching you adore you and awe you.

He Zhao slid his fingers nimbly on the screen, entangled with the enemy.

Yi Shi suddenly said: "Teacher Zhou asked you to go to the office, he has something to ask you."

It took a few seconds for He Zhao to realize that Yi Shi was talking to him, and it took a few more seconds for He Zhao to realize that the teacher Zhou he was talking about was Lao Zhou.

He Zhao glanced at him: "It turns out that you can speak more than ten characters, and your Chinese is pretty good."

In the next second, he moved his gaze back to the screen, and he was dead.

The ancients said it well, you must concentrate on playing games and not be distracted.

There are 45 seconds to revive.

He Zhao glanced around lazily. Perhaps he was stimulated by the invasion of the bullies. The students around him changed their usual habit of gossiping and frolicking at this point, and they were all immersed in their studies.So, he put the mobile phone into the drawer of the college bully: "Help me play it if you have time, as long as I don't get reported by my teammates."

Yi Shi: "No time."

He Zhao didn't force it: "Forget it."

As soon as He Zhao left, Jiang Lin turned around and called Luo Hao in a low voice: "Fatty fatty, what happened to my brother tonight? He doesn't look very happy."

He Zhao would not vent his emotions to others casually, but his emotions were so obvious that he was almost straightforward. The air pressure was low all night, and anyone could tell that he was in a bad mood.

Yi Shi, who was writing quickly, paused for a moment, turned the paper over, and continued to analyze geometry.

Luo Hao hissed softly: "His dad is here, he went to have dinner with his dad in the evening, don't bother him if you have nothing to do, let him digest it by himself."

Jiang Lin gave a soft "ah" knowingly: "I just said why he has been sullen and silent tonight, why does his father want him?"

Luo Hao: "Who knows, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

After a while, Luo Hao warned worriedly: "Don't talk nonsense when you go back, don't tell your grandma, and don't tell your mother either."

Jiang Lin's family is close to He Zhao's family, and what the neighbors like to do most is to spread gossip.

Jiang Lin said: "I know, I know, if my mother knows, tomorrow people in the two neighborhoods will know that my brother and his father are looking for him."

As he said that, he turned to Yi Shi again: "Hey, Brother Yi, why is Lao Zhou looking for my brother?"

Yi Shi said coldly, "I don't know."

It started to rain outside the window, a sudden rain, and someone vaguely gasped.

Not long after, Jiang Lin turned around again, looking at Yi Shi pitifully, hesitant to speak.

Yi Shi didn't say anything more, took the exercise book in his hand, glanced at it, and solved it in a flash, then tore off this page and clipped it on the exercise book, and pushed it back to him: "You first Look, ask again if you don’t understand.”

Jiang Lin was stunned by his series of coherent and quick movements: "Oh, let me see."

He Zhao was not there, so he simply turned around completely, randomly stacked the books and papers on He Zhao's desk, lay down on his desk, and began to study the paper that Yi Shi wrote to him.

Yi Shi's problem-solving steps are written very concisely, but every step that should be there is listed in detail. He seems to understand it vaguely, and he should understand it.

Suddenly, Yi Shi asked, "Do you know where the rent is near the school?"

Jiang Lin raised his head immediately: "Brother Yi, do you want to rent a house?"

Yi Shi gave a short answer: "Yes."

Jiang Lin thought for a while and said, "Actually, there are quite a lot of rental houses near the school. Let me ask for you."

The first person he asked was He Zhao, and he quietly took out his mobile phone to send a message to He Zhao.

"Brother, is your house still rented out?"

"Brother Yi wants to rent a house."

He Zhao's cell phone vibrated slightly in Yi Shi's drawer.

After sending the message and waiting for a while without a response, Jiang Lin remembered that He Zhao was in the office and it was impossible to reply to his message.

So, Jiang Lin said directly to Yi Shi: "Brother Yi, you can ask my brother, I remember that his family has a house that he wants to rent out, and I will also ask you about other things."

Yi Shi said, "Thank you."

Jiang Lin waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome, since you've come to Class 3, we are family."

By the time He Zhao came out of the office, the evening self-study class had ended for more than ten minutes. Some classrooms had even turned off the lights, and it was pitch black, like a monster opening its bloody mouth.

There was no one in the classroom, but the classroom lights were still on. He Zhao thought to himself, I don't know who was the last one to leave without turning off the lights. It's not environmentally friendly, and class points will be deducted if caught.

He fumbled in his drawer, but he couldn't find the phone, and then he remembered that it was stuffed into Yi Shi's drawer, and he poked into Yi Shi's drawer, and found it.

The teaching building at this time is strangely quiet and empty, and I can’t tell what’s unusual. It’s obviously the same desk, door, and balcony, but it seems to be very different from the daytime.Maybe the tall and complex buildings are vaguely blurred in the dark, you don’t know what ghosts and monsters are hiding, and you don’t know what ghosts and monsters will appear. This sense of unknown itself makes people uncomfortable.

No wonder school is always one of the favorite themes of horror movies.

He Zhao picked up his schoolbag and was about to turn off the lights when someone came in.

easy time.

He Zhao was somewhat surprised: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Yi Shi walked in and tidied up the books on the table: "I have something to do."

He Zhao found that Yi Shi was very tidy, as long as no one was around, the desktop was always clean and nothing was left.

He glanced at his desk with a few books spread out indiscriminately, and then took a look at the drawers of the two of them. Yi Shi's drawer was neatly stacked with books, while his...well, it was a little messy.

What a hardworking and courageous scholar.

He Zhao walked to the switch in front of the classroom: "Are you leaving?"

Yi Shi finished tidying up the desktop, casually put the bag on his shoulder: "Yes."

He Zhao turned off the light with a "snap", and said in the dark, "Then let's go together."

The two went downstairs together, and the surrounding area was very quiet. It was so quiet that one could hear the seemingly non-existent bustle of the dormitory area. It could not be said that it was their own or someone else's footsteps with a clear echo, echoing gently, as if something was following behind them.

However, there were many people beside him, and he was still a person with a steady pace and no panic at all, like an exorcist, dispelling the hairy feeling in He Zhao's heart.

He Zhao's imagination and associative ability are extremely rich, but he wanted to look around, lowering his voice to deliberately create suspense: "Have you ever watched "Exam to Death"? Do you think the layout of our school, the corridor and the school inside it Kind of like it?"

He didn't scare the people around him, on the contrary, he felt a little strange in his heart.

Yi Shi's face remained unchanged: "I haven't seen it."

He Zhao said again: "You can watch it when you have time. Korean movies are very exciting."

He Zhao likes to watch horror and suspense movies. He has seen almost all such movies on the market, but liking it doesn't mean he won't be afraid.

Yi Shi glanced at him, but didn't speak.

When he got downstairs, He Zhao realized that it was raining. The rain was not too heavy, but the patter continued, and a layer of water had accumulated on the ground. It seemed that it had been raining for a while, and it would probably continue to rain for a long time. He Zhao couldn't help but explode in his heart. Swear.

Yi Shi opened the umbrella and looked at him, as if he wanted to see what he was going to do and seemed to be waiting for him to walk under the umbrella.

He Zhao hesitated and asked, "Which direction is your home? Can you send me to my mother's shop?"

Yi Shi didn't answer his question or refuse: "Let's go."

He Zhao walked under the umbrella, no one said anything, and remained silent all the way.He Zhao was not in high spirits tonight, instead he didn't have the usual embarrassing twists and turns.Hearing the subtle and clear sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella surface, and the fresh wind blowing on his face with the drizzle, he even felt that even this silence was surprisingly comfortable.

After walking for a while, He Zhao noticed that Yi Shi was really tall, and when he looked up, he could only see his mouth.

He Zhao turned his head to make sure, yes, he could only see a little bit on his lips.

Yi Shi didn't know what he was doing, so he reminded: "Water."

water?

Before He Zhao could react, he had already stepped into the stagnant water.

He Zhao looked down at his soaked sneakers, feeling quite helpless: "Brother, can you explain clearly? What water? Can't you say that there is water under your feet?"

Yi Shi's voice was very deep: "I didn't learn Chinese well."

He Zhao: "..."

Please.

Don't get him wrong, okay?

He did his evening self-study because he sincerely praised him for his good Chinese. He thought about whether Yi Shi's brevity was because his Chinese was not good, but Yi Shi relayed the sentence that Lao Zhou invited him to the office for tea, complete with the subject, the verb, and the object.

But obviously Yi Shi doesn't seem to think so.

Gee.

What made him even more depressed was that in front of him, the sweet hour, which usually didn't close until ten o'clock, was closed.

Resigned to his fate, He Zhao took out his phone from his pocket and planned to let Zhang Jiangyang pick him up. As soon as he turned on the phone, Jiang Lin's news came into view.

He clicked on it, suddenly a little surprised, and looked sideways at the person next to him: "Do you want to rent a house?"

Yi Shi paused for two seconds: "Yes."

He Zhao closed the phone: "My family has a house that I plan to rent out, but..."

He looked Yi Shi up and down, and suggested: "Do you have time to take a look now? It's very close, and it takes about 20 minutes to walk to No. 5 Middle School. If you have long legs, you can walk faster. There are two bus stops. Zhang Jiangyang said that it only takes [-] minutes for him to ride a bicycle. The transportation is really convenient, there are buses and subways, but the subway needs to walk a few hundred meters. The only problem is that it is an old community, I don’t know if you can’t get used to it.”

The ground was wet, full of puddles of water, and the street lamps shone on it, and Yi Shi held the umbrella handle: "Go and see."