Five years simulation three years first

After the Lantern Festival is over, school is ready to start.

Originally, No. [-] Middle School had always given students a full February vacation, but the city's Education Bureau stipulated that all high schools should strictly control their studies this year, and if there were no special circumstances, they would start school immediately after the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

I don't know how the principal of the No. [-] Middle School did it. He forcefully pushed back the start of school until after the Lantern Festival.

Feng Zhou sat on the bus and looked down at his phone.An aunt who came back from the morning market squeezed in next to her. Two bags of fruits and vegetables filled the space between the two seats. A mixed smell of celery and onions wafted to every corner of the car, a little bit above.

"I am your life" share your daily life with him if you have nothing to do during the holidays, and he will reply when he sees it.But whenever she occasionally had to discuss academic-related issues, she was either called to do housework or to go to cram school. The coincidence was inexplicable.

In the middle of the night last night, "I am your life" sent more than ten pictures in one breath, asking him to help see how to solve these problems.

Feng Zhou asked her back: "Don't you know these questions?"

The other side was silent for a while before telling the truth:

【莪昰迩的命】2021/02/2623:05:34

· Little brother QAQ

·I can’t finish my homework T^T

Can't finish your homework?

Feng Zhou browsed the math paper, feeling a little confused.

Even if she couldn't finish her homework, according to her usual level, how could she even ask this kind of question?

Anyway, the bus is struggling with the morning rush hour, and he is also idle, so it is better to do the problem.

"It is known that O is the circumscribed sphere of ABCD (the base is a regular triangle, and the projection of the apex on the base is the center of the base) ABCD, BC=3..."

Feng Zhou was halfway through reading the question when the car window on the left suddenly rang a few times.

He looked up and saw Yu Shaochun riding a bicycle with a box of Yili QQ stars in his mouth, and waved to greet him.

A group of people next to Feng Zhou also heard the sound of knocking on the window, and they all turned their heads to watch the excitement.He nodded indifferently, and went back to look at the unfinished math problem.

Yu Shaochun persevered and knocked on the window again.

Neuropathy.

Feng Zhou raised his head inexplicably, and saw Yu Shaochun pointing to his mobile phone, then kicked his feet on the ground and left gracefully.

He clicked on WeChat, and saw that idiot Yu Shaochun sent him a message:

"Feng Xueba is happy to start school, the classroom is waiting for you~"

Is he out of his mind?

When Feng Zhou arrived at school, the psychopath who had promised to wait for him had already lain down on the table and flirted with Zhou Gong.

He looked at an English exercise book on his desk, with the words "Yu Shaochun" written on the title page, and he understood clearly:

Some people don't want to do English homework.

The classroom at the beginning of the term is always full of chaos, with homework and draft paper flying all over the subject, and everyone has written everything they can while there is still a little time left.Feng Zhou put away his schoolbag, walked up to the podium, wrote down the names of the major subjects on the blackboard, and turned to look at the classroom.

No one cares about him.

He didn't know how to let this group of people who were obsessed with copying their homework listen to him first.

Lu Xiaonan seemed to see his embarrassment, he reached out and grabbed the teaching settable "Kang Bang Bang" and smashed it on the table three times: "Shut up and listen to Feng Xueba!"

The people in the classroom fell silent and looked up at Feng Zhou.

"When you hand in your homework later, remember to assign them according to the subject, so that the class representatives can collect them all," Feng Zhou said. "After that, go ahead and copy. There is not much time left. If you copy the answer, remember to correct two questions first."

Yu Shaochun was woken up by Lu Xiaonan's yell, and leaned on his chair to play with his mobile phone.

When he saw Feng Zhou came back, he laid his head up on his pencil case: "Feng Xueba, have you seen my English exercise book?"

"I see," Feng Zhou said, "Why do you want to go back and write it yourself?"

Yu Shaochun turned his head back: "Pretend I didn't ask."

Feng Zhou opened his English workbook and found that he had torn out the answers and copied half of them, then he seemed to give up. He randomly folded the answer pages and stuffed them in the book. Once he forgot, he forgot the whole winter vacation.

He sighed resignedly, and slowly tore off the frizzy paper with a ruler compared to the answer page that was torn like a dog.

How can someone look so clean and act so slovenly?

He had just picked up a pen and copied a few questions, when Tan Yuanzhao poked his head in from the back door: "Don't be too arrogant when copying homework, the office on the first floor can hear you correcting the answers."

He lowered his head and patted Feng Zhou: "Come out with me."

Feng Zhouzhou followed him out the door with a blank face, and heard him ask: "Today's mobilization and commendation meeting, where are your parents? Why haven't you come yet?"

"what?"

What mobilization commendation meeting?

"Didn't you say it in the group yesterday?" Tan Yuanzhao said, "The mobilization of the college entrance examination and the recognition of the top ten in the second grade, especially your parents, the principal wants the parents with the first grade to come on stage to share their learning experience."

It was only then that Feng Zhou remembered the notice that he circled everyone in the wechat group yesterday.

"My house...no one came."

Tan Yuanzhao frowned: "Then what should you do?"

"It's okay." Feng Zhou said, "If you share your learning experience, I know it better than my parents, right?"

"That's what I said, but the process has been arranged, you..."

Feng Zhou lowered his head: "Then why don't we let the parents of the second grade share?"

Tan Yuanzhao didn't say that he was not, but said that he was not: "Xiao Feng, did you not tell your parents at all?"

Yes.

Is there any point in telling or not telling?

Feng Zhou shook his head: "They all have something to do, so they can't come."

"Okay," Tan Yuanzhao couldn't say anything more, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll remember to go backstage in the auditorium later, don't forget!"

Feng Zhou turned and went back to the classroom.

Yu Shaochun was playing with his correction tape, raised his head and asked, "You helped me copy my homework and were arrested by Lao Tan for a conversation?"

Feng Zhou shook his head, opened the exercise book, and continued to copy what he hadn't finished before.

Yu Shaochun seemed to sense that he was in a bad mood, so he put down the correction tape in his hand: "Unhappy?"

"No."

"Not yet," Yu Shaochun said, "with a sullen face."

Feng Zhou glanced at him: "Let's talk about doing homework by myself."

Yu Shaochun immediately turned around obediently.

The mobilization commendation meeting was held in the auditorium in the afternoon. All the second and third year students from high school gathered together and huddled together noisily to find their seats.Feng Zhou went to the backstage and found that several parents and students had already arrived, standing or sitting on the ground chatting.

He consciously avoided the crowd and leaned against an inconspicuous corner, not wanting to attract anyone's attention.

Although he said he didn't care, he was still very afraid that someone would ask him why your parents didn't come?

He has been alone on such occasions since he was a child.Whether it's an award ceremony or a party, Feng Qingqing and Zhou Wanjin will definitely be absent from all activities that require parents to be present.

For this reason, he was called an orphan by his classmates for a long time.

It was as if this son was not their own.

Feng Zhou sighed, and suddenly heard someone calling him: "Feng Xueba!"

Yu Shaochun pulled Shen Yingying in and saw him immediately.Shen Yingying was wearing a small dress shining under the lamp. She wore a string of pearl bracelets on her wrists and a handbag. Her long hair was coiled up, revealing two delicate earrings on her earlobes.

"We meet again," she greeted him with a smile, and gave Feng Zhou a gentle hug. "Chunchun's father was going to come. I wanted to see you, so I came here."

Feng Zhou didn't dare to move when she held her in her arms. He felt that Shen Yingying was like a delicate ceramic doll, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.

Yu Shaochun said sourly beside him: "Who is your son, Ms. Shen?"

Shen Yingying let go of Feng Zhou, turned her head and glared at Yu Shaochun: "What's the matter? I want Feng Zhou to be my godson. I think we are destined for each other."

She was stepping on small high heels, and the ear studs seemed to be made of running water, which shone with a layer of white light under the not-so-bright light.

It seemed that from the moment Shen Yingying and Yu Shaochun entered the room, everyone's eyes would involuntarily turn to them, even Feng Zhou was pulled out of the lonely corner.

Yu Shaochun seemed to habitually want to reach out to put his hand on his shoulder, but he paused when he stretched halfway, and then took it back calmly: "Let my dad come here in the future, I'm afraid you will scare people."

"How could you be scared?" Shen Yingying looked like an angry little girl, "Xiao Feng, did I scare you?"

Feng Zhou shook his head quickly.

Shen Yingying immediately showed a winning smile: "Then why don't you come and be your auntie's godson? When is your birthday? Are you older than Chunchun? If you are older than Chunchun, you can let him call you brother, what do you think?" Sample?"

Yu Shaochun saw that Feng Zhou's expression darkened visibly after hearing the word "godson", and quickly stopped Shen Yingying from saying anything strange: "Don't make trouble with you, I'm about to accept the award."

Ever since their mother and son came in, Feng Zhou felt that his ears had never been quiet.

When the teacher in charge of the audience asked them to line up and stand behind the curtain, Yu Shaochun was still arguing with Shen Yingying in a low voice.

Shen Yingying thought she should wear pink earrings, but Yu Shaochun thought they were too rustic and asked her to wear silver ones.Yu Shaochun said that you are very assertive, why did you come to ask me, Shen Yingying said, I just want to see if you have good taste, but I didn't expect you to really disappoint my mother.

Yu Shaochun poked Feng Zhou: "Isn't it silver?"

Not to be outdone, Shen Yingying also poked him: "Does wearing pink look young?"

Feng Zhou didn't expect this to burn himself. Shen Yingying, who was full of anticipation, somehow reminded him of the little girl who wore a skirt for the first time: "Auntie, you can try wearing pink next time. It should look better than silver."

Shen Yingying's heart was bursting with joy in an instant, and her branches trembled with laughter.

He looked at the pair of mother and son, and felt a little funny, but later realized that he was a little envious.

What if Feng Qingqing can also come?

Wrinkle your nose and say that the air is not good, dirty, messy and unhygienic, why you don’t get two more points in the test, why you are playing with this and that and so and so, and separate quickly.

You will come with a stomach full of dissatisfaction, and leave with a stomach full of dissatisfaction.

It is impossible to get along with him as a friend.

So it's better if she doesn't come, at most...

Feng Zhou glanced at the team behind him, and there were two people standing together. The parents were holding their children's hands, proud of their children getting into the top ten.

He was alone at the front.

At most, he should be lonely, he thought, every day is lonely anyway, and this day is not bad.

"Feng Xueba Feng Xueba!"

Just as Feng Zhou turned his head, he heard a "click".

Shen Yingying put down her raised hand, and happily flipped through the photos: "I have to post it to Moments, let those who always say I'm showing off, even if I can show off, I can give birth to two such good-looking ones if I have the ability Tell me again, my wise son."

It turned out that Shen Yingying had automatically recognized Feng Zhou as her godson.

Feng Zhou felt that she was really cute like a child, with joy and anger on her face, and her heart suddenly warmed up for no reason.

At least in that photo, he wasn't alone for a moment.