Small snail

In the morning and the last class in the afternoon, students usually have their minds off.

When Xiao Cheng was waiting for class, he saw the Chinese homework he had put there, and he remembered that he hadn't let the little fat man distribute it by the way, so he glanced at the old physics lady on the podium, and while she was not paying attention, he left his group homework. Quantity, then divide the paper into two stacks, and pass them to both sides.

The students in Class [-] all know that the physics granny is quite serious about classroom discipline.So when the test paper was passed, the picture was very interesting.After each student took the paper, he looked up first as if he was very experienced. Seeing that the old lady was not looking at him, he hurriedly uploaded the paper.It's not the first time I've done this in class.

Sitting in the last row, Wen Qi felt that Class Seven was much more interesting than Class One.

Suddenly, when he heard the old lady clear her throat, a classmate who was holding a stack of papers was about to pass them on. She thought she had been caught, and hurriedly stuffed the papers into the hole in her desk with a guilty conscience.

Then I looked up and found that the old lady picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. She just had a bad throat.

Wen Qi couldn't help but chuckled.

After a while, Xiao Cheng passed a note backhand.

Wen Qi opened it and took a look: What are you laughing at?

It's just that Xiao Cheng's handwriting is really not good-looking, it's crooked and doesn't match his face at all.

So Wen Qi deliberately replied at the bottom: I didn't recognize what was written┑(￣Д￣)┍

And interestingly followed by a kaomoji.

Then secretly passed it to Xiao Cheng.Wen Qi noticed that after Xiao Cheng opened the note, he maintained the same movement for several seconds.Seeing this, he covered his mouth and laughed for a while.

Wen Qi saw Xiao Cheng pick up the pen for a long time, but the note was not passed on - oops, did this accidentally kill him?

After a long time, Xiao Cheng passed it on again.Sitting behind him, Wen Qi could see clearly that Xiao Cheng had been writing for a long time this time, did he write a short composition?

After looking at it, I found that there was only a short sentence on it, but the words on it were a little different from the previous ones. They were more correct than the previous ones, but this correctness is not a commendatory term.Correctness means...the characters on it are like those of a child who just learned to write, stroke by stroke with special care, square and square.

——Is it really ugly?

Wen Qi couldn't help imagining Xiao's expression when he admitted to writing this sentence, but unfortunately he didn't see it, but it should be very interesting.Three or two strokes and painted a face letter on it.

(￣▽￣)/

A look is in a good mood.

It's just that Xiao Cheng who got the note again was a little confused, what is this?

Xiao Cheng thought about it and decided to ask for help on the spot.He didn't know what it was, but he remembered seeing something similar.Fatty Song Zhi especially likes to bring these messy patterns when sending messages. Once Jiang Jizhou accidentally saw the message sent by the little fatty on Song Ju’s mobile phone, he laughed at it. Such a large tonnage is still cute like a girl. it's so funny!

Brother, I want to eat braised pork today o(≧▽≦)o

Jiang Jizhou vomited at that time, expressing that he has had a psychological shadow on braised pork all his life.

Xiao Cheng glanced at his deskmate Song Ju.

Song Ju turned his head as if aware of it, and signaled with his eyes——what's the matter?

Xiao Cheng turned his head back again.

Song Ju: ...inexplicable.

After a while, Xiao Cheng looked over again.

Song Ju's lips said: "...why?"

Xiao Cheng folded the note, concealed the words on it, leaving only the emoji drawn by Wen Qi, and drew an arrow: What does this mean?

Song Ju looked at the facial expressions, then at Xiao Cheng, the expression on his face became unspeakable.

Finally, Song Ju pulled out a piece of paper and began to write.

Xiao Cheng was quite looking forward to it at first, thinking that Song Ju should be able to recognize his brother after seeing his brother's garbled characters for so many years.As a result, watching Song Ju write out each word, the expression on his face was visible to the naked eye and became very ugly.

— Do you surf the Internet?

your sister!It's so old now, who still uses the word surfing.

Song Juhui: That's right, what age is it now, who doesn't know a few emoji characters?

Lying down, Xiao Cheng felt for the first time that he was falling behind.

While Xiao Cheng was stunned, Song Ju opened the paper that Xiao Cheng specially folded, and when he saw Wen Qi saying his handwriting was ugly, and Xiao Cheng immediately changed the font in the next line, he couldn't help but want to slap the table and laugh wildly, leaving a line of "hahahaha ".

But then he held his chin and thought for a while. The last Jiang Jizhou who laughed at Xiao Cheng's ugly character was beaten severely. Chic."

It changes into the font of elementary school students in seconds, it really is very chic... Hahahaha.

When get out of class was over, the old physics lady delayed the class for a while.

I couldn't sit still anymore, and some voices sounded vaguely.

The physics granny persisted for 5 minutes in a daze.

After finally waiting for her to announce the dismissal of get out of class, someone immediately took the meal card and rushed to the cafeteria.

"Whatever you run, you will definitely not get any good food."

During the first and second years of senior high school in Lanshui No. [-] Middle School, only boarding students needed evening self-study, and day students could also apply if they wanted to, but this evening self-study was nothing more than homework for the students.After the third year of high school, classes are required for evening self-study, and all students must attend.

There are three evening self-study periods every day, the first period is in class, and the day-students can go home after class, and the remaining two periods are the same as in the first and second grades of high school, and are set aside for dormitory students to do their homework.It is also considered a little humane, and it does not take up two classes, otherwise the students will probably get bald because they don't have enough time to do their homework.

Anyway, seven days a week, six days of evening self-study, one main class is taken in rotation every day, and the six main classes are just finished.

So after class in the afternoon, the first and second graders walked to the school gate, and the third graders still had to go to the cafeteria.

As soon as he heard the word end of get out of class, Jiang Jizhou, who was standing behind for a class, hurried back to his seat, and his mood was not affected by being punished to stand at all: "Brother Cheng, let's go out to eat later?"

That's natural.At this time, the queue in the cafeteria must be very long, and there is no food left.The food in the cafeteria was not very good.

So in the meal class, as soon as the teacher delays the class, we will go out to eat by default.

The location of Lanshui No. 7 Middle School is very good. There are several restaurants across the road outside the school, and there is a snack street in [-] to [-] minutes' walk.

Just as Jiang Jizhou was about to take Xiao Cheng's shoulders enthusiastically, who knows that Xiao Cheng ruthlessly avoided and talked to Wen Qi: "If you have just transferred here for a month, you should not be too familiar with this area?"

Wen Qi, who had found out everything about the neighborhood in the first two days of his stay, nodded without guilt: "Well, I used to live in Dingmen District, so I really haven't been here before."

"Dingmen District?" Xiao Cheng was a little surprised, and said, "I used to live in Dingmen too."

"What a coincidence." Wen Qi's tone was filled with surprise, but he was not so surprised in his heart, because the first time he met Xiao Cheng was at Dingmen.

Jiang Jizhou, who was completely ignored on the background board of adult meat, raised his hand that had nowhere to rest, and finally had no choice but to put it on Song Ju without embarrassment.

But Song Ju didn't give him face today, and took a look: "Move your claws away."

Jiang Jizhou's grievances can be said to be overflowing, but he quickly regained his strength, interrupted the conversation between Xiao Cheng and Wen Qi abruptly, and said to Wen Qi: "No way, I thought you were a foreigner. People from this city have never been to Sishui District, so it could be that you have lived in Dingmen for more than ten years."

Xiao Cheng immediately spoke for Wen Qi: "Isn't it strange that I haven't been here? Dingmen is also a two-hour drive from Sishui. I have only stayed in these two districts for more than ten years, and I have never been to other places." .”

"Brother Cheng, have you lost your memory? We went together during the summer vacation..."

"Let's go," Xiao Cheng completely ignored Jiang Jizhou, and said to Wen Qi, "I'll take you to eat. There are quite a lot of restaurants nearby, and there are quite a lot of choices. What do you want to eat?"

Wen Qi followed Xiao Cheng out: "I don't know which one is delicious, you can recommend it."

Jiang Jizhou stared at the two words in front of him dumbfounded, and looked at Song Ju sadly: "Ju, have I fallen out of favor?"

"Have you ever been favored?" Song Ju followed.

When ordering food, Jiang Jizhou was sure and sure, he just fell out of favor, and Brother Cheng only cared about his surname and the taste of his little boy.When I think about it, I feel that my palms are starting to ache again.

"For soup, how about some mutton soup? Do you eat mutton?" Xiao Cheng asked Wen Qi.

Wen Qi nodded rather shyly, "Okay."

For the first time, Xiao Cheng felt the joy of ordering, "Okay", "Okay", oh, how can there be such obedient boys in this world.Every time he had a meal with Jiang Jizhou and the others, Xiao Cheng was very annoyed, because Jiang Jizhou would not want this and that, and eating a meal was so troublesome.

Sure enough, in the next second, Jiang Jizhou was dissatisfied and said: "Brother Cheng, you forgot that I don't like mutton!"

"Then don't eat it."

"Damn...then, if you don't drink soup, you won't choke to death."

Xiao Cheng pointed casually, "There is hot water over there, you can soak it and eat."

"..." The master turned into a wild child in an instant, Jiang Jizhou's heart ached, "There are so many soups, I can't order individual ones."

"It's a bit of a grind to eat." Xiao Cheng said with disgust.

Wen Qi hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you choose another one, I don't choose."

Xiao Cheng said: "Don't pay attention to him, he just talked about it and see if he eats later."

"Oh..." Wen Qi looked at Jiang Jizhou and smiled.

Fuck, Jiang Jizhou caught his expression, is this a provocation?This is a fucking provocation!

Jiang Jizhou had never eaten a meal so aggrieved.