Good brother, your design is broken

After a short buffer, the two-day midterm exam began.

Some people are in turmoil, some people give up treatment, some people are confident, and some people go all out like never before, just to be the most objective control group for another person.

Ling Lang and Chi Yang were divided into different examination rooms on the upper and lower floors. After the last exam, Ling Lang stood in front of the crowded teaching building and waited for Chi Yang, and soon saw the figure standing out from the crowd at the entrance of the corridor.

He asked Chi Yang: "How do you feel this time?"

Chi Yang: "It feels like a common meal."

Ling Lang looked at him, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

"Mr. Ling, you just finished the exam, so don't worry about your grades, it's more important to fill your stomach." Chi Yang smiled helplessly, and walked towards the cafeteria while talking.

Ling Lang thought about it, and realized that he seemed to be too impatient, and besides, he couldn't take things like self-feeling seriously.

When it comes to exams, perhaps other students are pursuing the school's ranking, checking for omissions, and improving knowledge, but what Ling Lang cares about is whether a score is higher or lower than Chi Yang's.

Because the agreement between Chi Yang and him to study together will end after Chi Yang's score exceeds him.

Chi Yang has long legs, and he will be walking far away soon. Ling Lang put his hands in his pockets, walked through the crowd, quickly chased Chi Yang, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him to the cafeteria.

The days of waiting for the scores are always the most difficult. After all, everyone has more or less points in their hearts. What they have done during this period has nothing to do with learning will eventually be reflected on the test paper.

A big knife was hanging across his neck, and the morning reading voice in the classroom was a little less imposing than usual.

After the morning self-study, it is breakfast time.

After breakfast, Ling Lang went to the second floor of the cafeteria to refill his meal card. Chi Yang first went to the cafeteria door to wait for him.

There were a lot of people refilling their meal cards today, Ling Lang waited in line for more than ten minutes before refilling, he was afraid that Chi Yang would be in a hurry, so he took a longer step downstairs than usual.

He hurried out of the cafeteria and saw Chi Yang under the tree at a glance, but there was a girl standing opposite Chi Yang, Lian Xuelu.

He suddenly narrowed his steps, then stopped, and hid behind the bulletin board when Chi Yang looked at him.

After a few seconds, he looked out again.

Chi Yang and Lian Xuelu were talking, Lian Xuelu's cheeks were flushed, and he covered his face and lips several times, he didn't have the air of a carefree woman at all.

It seemed that something funny was mentioned, and both of them started laughing.Even Snow Deer Soy Milk was not steady and spilled a little on his hands. Seeing this, Chi Yang thoughtfully handed over a tissue.

Ling Lang withdrew his gaze, stood in a cramped corner where they couldn't see, with his back against the glass of the bulletin board, silently waiting for them to end their chat.

It wasn't until Lian Xuelu waved goodbye to Chi Yang and went back to the teaching building first that he walked towards Chi Yang again.

The first class was math class. When Ling Lang and Chi Yang entered the class, the math midterm papers had already been handed out, and the classroom was full of mourners.

In the back row of the classroom, many people were surrounding Ling Lang's seat.

"I'm too perverted, is this something that humans can do?"

"It's just outrageous."

"I really want to make a copy. I can frame it and hang it on the bedside. I pray every day."

"Print a copy for me, too."

"I also want."

"..."

Ling Lang walked behind them and coughed.

Everyone turned around and found that it was Ling Lang who had returned, and immediately "snapped" and stood aside, quickly leaving a passage, just like the scene in a TV series welcoming the return of the boss.

Wang Mei stood in the middle, holding a piece of paper with both hands: "Langshen, this is your crown."

Ling Lang looked down and saw that it was his math answer sheet, with a huge number written in the score column: 150.

The math test questions this time are actually not very difficult, but there are many traps, and if you don't pay attention, you will lose points, so there are many people who get high scores, but only Ling Lang has a perfect score.

During the big class break, several class cadres distributed the report cards together, He Bai packed the report cards of Ling Lang and Chi Yang, and put them on the Chi Yang table on the outside.

Chi Yang picked it up to take a look, then turned around suddenly, hugged his deskmate who was about to check his grades, and rubbed fiercely in his arms: "Xiao Lang, I have improved this time!"

Ling Lang was caught off guard, and was a little dizzy from being rubbed. The tip of his nose was pressed against the cloth on Chi Yang's chest, and he gave a soft "hmm": "I saw it."

The first thing Ling Lang saw was Chi Yang's grades.This is what he cares about most.

Chi Yang's scores in each subject have improved a lot compared to the March monthly exam, especially in mathematics, from 79 last time to 30 points, but the total score of the six subjects is still [-] points lower than him.

In other words, their study appointments have not yet ended, and there is still at least 30 points away from the end.

The report card appeared, and there was noise everywhere in the classroom. Ling Lang was pressed in Chi Yang's arms with one arm, and when he raised his head, what caught his eyes was Chi Yang's sharp-edged chin, and further up, a slightly raised belt. With a trace of gratified thin lips, the rising sun outside the window is leaping above it, brighter than any spring.

He stared at Chi Yang's face, unconsciously moved the corner of his mouth, when Chi Yang looked down at him, his heart beat a little faster.

An idea suddenly popped up in his mind uncontrollably——

If an improvement of more than 100 grades can make Chi Yang so happy, even so excited that he can't let him go, then he still wants Chi Yang to be happier.

The scores are out, and according to the law of conservation of rankings, there must be some people who are happy and some people who are sad. On the other side of the classroom, Lin Meng is holding the report card and crying: "Heaven, what should I do? Is there any way to make my dad stop beating me?"

Qin Ye glanced at Lin Meng's report card, mourned for a while, shook his head and sighed: "My poor Mengzi, you should borrow another [-] points from the sky."

The tense midterm exams are over, and after two weeks, the May Day holiday is finally ushered in.

Lian Xuelu planned an outing and cordially invited Chi Yang, Ling Lang, school belle Su Qiaoyi and Ling Lang's four younger brothers to participate.

Xu Tu and the others were very excited when they heard that there was a school belle, and gladly accepted the invitation. Chi Yang also said that he hadn't gone out for a long time, only Ling Lang was not interested in outings.

After reviewing homework the night before the holiday, Chi Yang asked Ling Lang, "Don't you want to go to the spring outing Lian Xuelu talked about?"

"Well, I don't really want to." Ling Lang said lightly, and threw the eraser into the stationery bag, but it bounced out with too much force and rolled to the ground.

"Hey, your pitching skills are really not that good." Chi Yang stretched out his long legs, and blocked the rubber with his right foot, "I think the spring outing is pretty good."

Ling Lang nodded and did not refute.

After all, it was Lian Xuelu who sent the invitation, he knew that Chi Yang definitely wanted to go.

Thinking of this, he inexplicably has no desire to participate.

But in the next second, Chi Yang said: "But if you don't go, I won't go either."

That night, Ling Lang lay on the bed with his hands on the back of his head, thinking over and over again Chi Yang's sentence "If you don't go, I won't go", for a long time he couldn't figure it out.

The mobile phone placed beside the pillow vibrated suddenly, Ling Lang picked it up to take a look, it was a message from Lian Xuelu.

Lian Xuelu: Dear Mr. Ling, once again on behalf of the organization, I would like to extend the most sincere invitation to you—tomorrow at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, we will gather at the gate of the bus station.

Ling Lang: Do you have to go?

Lian Xuelu: Of course, good buddies need to be neat and tidy!And if you don't go, we will lose two people at once. Do you have the heart to see us 6 missing 2?

……

The latter half of the sentence is the key point.

It turned out that Chi Yang really rejected Lian Xuelu's outing invitation because he didn't go.

After Lian Xuelu finished posting this long list, he threw another pitiful emoji over.

Ling Lang stared at the emoji for a while, then exited the chat box with Lian Xuelu, and sent a message to Chi Yang: Tomorrow you go on an outing, and I will go too.

At noon the next day, the weather was fine, and six boys arrived at the station first.

Ling Lang's four younger brothers all came from home. They probably stole his father's dressing table, dressed up more "exquisitely" than the other, and combed their hair to look like adults.On the contrary, Ling Lang and Chi Yang have two peak looks, one black and one white long-sleeved T-shirt with sneakers, simple and refreshing, but it has attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Seeing this, the four younger brothers regretted it in their hearts: they were too careless and made a mistake. They accidentally made another 4 to 2, and became a member of the "popular" again.

Ten minutes later, a taxi stopped at the square in front of the bus station. The door opened, and two girls with long hair and shawls and dresses got out of the car hand in hand.

The four of Xu Tu, who were still chatting and bragging, stood in a row in a daze, looking dumbfounded.

Especially Hou Sijie, who has a crush on Lian Xuelu, his eyes are so erratic that he almost doesn't know where to put them.

The two girls trotted over: "Sorry, sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road, I'm late!"

Hou Sijie immediately said: "It's okay, it's okay, you two live far away."

After everyone arrived, everyone walked to the station together.

Hou Sijie adjusted his collar and hairstyle, and walked up to Lian Xuelu's side without showing any signs of expression. He accidentally got a little close. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his muscular arms, and asked, "Your Is the bag heavy? Do you want me to help you carry it?"

"not heavy."

As Lian Xuelu said, she took a few steps to the side, and opened up a pure distance with Hou Sijie again.

Hou Sijie nodded, didn't take a few steps, stroked his hair back, and swayed to Lian Xuelu's side: "It's so hot today, are you thirsty?"

Lian Xuelu: "Not hot, not thirsty, thank you for your concern."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Su Qiaoyi into the station first, leaving Hou Sijie behind.

When she walked to the entrance of the ticket hall, Lian Xuelu was poked on the shoulder, she turned her head, it was Xu Tu.

Xu Tu cleared his throat: "Someone asked me to help him ask you why you always avoid him."

Lian Xuelu: "His forehead is too bright, it reflects light, and it hurts my eyes."

The voice was not low, and Hou Sijie heard it too.

Xu Tu looked back, hey!What a shiny head!He hadn't noticed it just now.

He asked Hou Sijie: "Did you pour half a bottle of hairspray on your hair?"

Hou Sijie blushed, and asked in a low voice: "Damn, didn't you say that men with hairspray are the most mature and attractive?"

Xu Tu was speechless: "Then I didn't ask you to wipe so much!"

Hou Sijie almost vomited blood.

Chi Yang glanced at the mineral water he had just taken out of his bag: "I have water here, why don't you wash it on the spot? But the ability to remove oil may not be very strong."

When Xu Tu and the others heard this, they laughed out loud, even Su Qiaoyi, who was the most dignified and decent, covered her mouth and laughed, and Chen Feng, who had a very low smile, even laughed and fell on Liu Feiran.

Hit the nail on the head.Brother Yang is the most ruthless.

Ling Lang listened, watched, and thought about it. Although he didn't know where the joke was, seeing everyone so happy, he still showed his cold expression that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

Like a beam of green light breaking in, the dimly lit hall seemed to brighten a lot.Eight boys and girls walked into the ticket hall with travel bags on their backs, talking and laughing. Even though there were no school uniforms to identify their identities, they were still full of youthful spirit and vigor unique to high school students.

For those who are exhausted in the journey of life, the youthful and beautiful breath can always arouse their involuntary yearning.Quite a few people who lined up to buy tickets turned their heads, and sighed from the bottom of their hearts that youth is so good.

Today is the first day of the May Day holiday, and there are many migrant workers returning home. This is another old-fashioned small station, and it is almost crowded.

After getting the tickets, a group of people walked to the parking lot, but were dispersed before taking a few steps.

Lian Xuelu originally wanted to ask her parents to drive them off alone, but Xu Tu said that the bus was more like a spring outing.

At this moment, Xu Tu, who was crushed by the queue jumpers and lost his temper, felt a little bit of regret.

Ling Lang walked slowly among the crowd calmly, when he suddenly felt his trousers being pulled by someone, and looked down, it was a three or four year old boy who seemed to have lost his way.

He immediately bent down to support the child's shoulders to prevent him from being knocked down by pedestrians, and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Wiping his tears with the back of his hand, the child choked and said, "Woo, I want to find my mother."

There are crowds all around, and finding someone is as difficult as going retrograde.Ling Lang thought for a while and said, "Then I'll lift you up, and you can see which one is your mother."

The kid nodded with teary eyes.

Without further ado, Ling Lang bent down to pick up the little boy, and when he looked up again, Chi Yang had already disappeared, he should have followed the flow of people into the parking lot.

Taking advantage of his height advantage, Ling Lang lifted the child over his head and turned around in a circle.

The little boy rested his hands on Ling Lang's head, grabbed his hair and shook anxiously: "Big brother, turn around again."

With his messy hair on his head, Ling Lang slowly turned around again.

The little boy suddenly yelled: "Mom, I saw Mom!"

Half a minute later, the child returned to his mother's arms. The young mother hugged her son with red eyes, thanked Ling Lang frequently, and offered to buy him a drink, or add a WeChat message to send him a red envelope, but he refused. .

Ling Lang patted the child's head: "Little friend, when there are many people, follow mom closely, and don't get separated."

After the child followed his mother, Ling Lang was also about to enter the station, and just after showing his ID card and bus ticket, someone grabbed his wrist firmly.

Ling Lang put one hand in his pocket, looked down at his wrist, and then at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Chi Yang: "Little friend, don't get separated anymore."