Rooted

The headlights were on, and He Hui and Wei Shousi were playing with a mobile phone, and they had no objection to the lights.Gan Hezhi took the initiative to ask, "Do you need me to turn off the lights?"

He Hui didn't raise his head, "No need, it will be turned off automatically at eleven o'clock." Then he waved his finger on the screen, so dry and dazzled.

After talking for a long time, Gan Hezhi didn't figure out whether He Hui needed this lamp or not.He thought about it, but he didn't turn it off, but picked up the phone imitatively.

Ms. He Sheng sent a message earlier, asking how the dormitory conditions are.

Gan Hezhi typed slowly, and replied that the dormitory was in good condition. Then, according to Ms. He Sheng's request, he raised his upper body, took two blurred photos of the dormitory, and framed the two roommates together, but did not deal with it. Just sent it to Ms. He Sheng, and was told, "If you turn on the air conditioner at night, remember to put on the quilt and go to bed early."

"Okay, good night." Qian Hezhi pulled out a moon emoji, sent it together, and then exited the chat interface with Ms. He Sheng.

Gan Hezhi turned his head and clicked on the starred profile picture of Fu Wensheng, and opened their chat records, which showed that their last conversation took place half a month ago.

"Gan Hezhi: Sir, I'm having dinner with my uncle and aunt today "hug" "hug". "

"Fu Wensheng: Yes."

Gan Hezhi clicked on Fu Wensheng's profile picture again, and saw nothing but nothing.

The two roommates are playing with their phones, and there are probably people who can chat.When Gan Hezhi saw the quilts they were covering, he thought that their mothers helped put them on, and he further thought of Fu Wensheng who left in a hurry in the morning.

Gan Hezhi really wanted to know what Fu Wensheng was doing now. He typed, deleted, and deleted for a long time, and found it strange to ask many kinds of questions. Finally, he asked, "Have you slept, sir?"

Fu Wensheng replied quickly, "Get ready for bed."

Gan Hezhi was a little happy, and was just about to tell him that his new roommate washes his hair and doesn't like to blow-dry it, which is very similar to Fu Wensheng's habit.

It's a pity that typing is too slow. I just wrote the beginning of "Did you know" when I received a new message from Fu Wensheng, "Go to bed early too, good night."

Gan Hezhi was a bit regretful, but thinking that Fu Wensheng must be tired now that he was still in a hurry to deal with things in the afternoon, he thoughtfully deleted the text that had already been entered in the dialog box, and replied obediently, "Good night, hug" and "hug" . ", also comes with a moon emoji.

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31. Section No.30

Buddha leftovers player.

When Gan Hezhi woke up the next morning, it was still dark.

He glanced at the time, 4:12.

Gan Hezhi's eyes were sore, he wondered if he should get up, the pork bone he bought last time was still in the refrigerator, if he got up earlier and started cooking, maybe he could make ramen for Fu Wensheng this morning.

The dormitory was very quiet, Gan Hezhi heard the breathing of other people in the dormitory.He was quiet for a while, and then his head cleared up a bit, oh yes, he is no longer in Zhoumi Garden, Fu Wensheng sent him to a school called Jianjian, and told him to study hard here.

Gan Hezhi closed his eyes, and his eyes became more sore, so sore that he couldn't help frowning.He thought about pork bones, whether cooking for three hours would be enough, and the sunflowers in the living room, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the unified wake-up broadcast bell.

Gan Hezhi's two roommates were blindfolded and began to fold the quilt. The movements were mechanical, like muscle memory without brain at all, but the result of this muscle memory was like melted tofu cubes.

Gan Hezhi sat and watched for a while, and carefully identified the shape of the quilt folded by his roommate. He touched the mobile phone and saw that it was 6:30. Put on the new school uniform that was washed late.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, followed my two roommates, and a group of people who got up late but were still struggling to be late, trotted all the way to the cafeteria, and queued up to receive a boiled egg, a bowl of millet porridge, a cup of soy milk, and a small cake.

Millet porridge was served in bowls and paper cups, and Gan Hezhi saw He Hui grabbing the paper cup, so he also took the paper cup.

He Hui ran halfway and started to eat the buns.

Ganhezhi followed suit, and after one bite, the meat was not eaten, but the oil was rubbed all over his face, which made Ganhezhi very depressed.

Following the silent but majestic crowd all the way to the bottom of the teaching building, Gan Hezhi couldn't figure out the buildings with similar structures, so he followed He Hui and the guard department in front of him with a sullen head, straight Rush up to the fourth floor.

When he was about to turn into the classroom, He Huicai realized that Gan Hezhi was still following him, and quickly stopped him, pointing in the direction, "You're not here! You're downstairs! Class [-] is on the third floor! It's the same place as Class [-]! There are stairs on the right!"

He Hui got anxious and didn't control his voice. Gan Hezhi left the classroom amidst his urging and the laughter of other people in Class [-]. He went down the first floor with fluttering feet, turned right, and stopped at the door of the first classroom. After confirming that the engraved on the silver metal door plate was indeed Class [-] and [-] of Senior High, he breathed a sigh of relief, and entered the back door of the classroom with his head probed.

The windows of the classroom are wide open, but there is still a smell, as if the house has not been lived in for a long time.

Some of the students inside were sleeping on the table, some slumped on the chair, and some were writing hard.

Several students stood on the podium, unpacked the new books, and handed them out.When you come across someone who is sleeping, stuff them into the desk, or throw them directly at your feet.

A boy handing out books mischievously placed a book on the head of a sleeping person. The sleeping person scratched it irritably, shouted "nervous", jumped up from the chair, and hugged the person who was handing out books. The people shoved and knocked all the nearby desks and chairs into chaos until they hit a girl's desk, and the girl burst out with a sharp "court die", and the world quieted down.

Gan Hezhi swallowed hard.

The homeroom teacher entered Class [-] at the right time, saw standing in the open space at the back of the classroom, and was at a loss for what to do, and beckoned to him.

Gan Hezhi looked around and confirmed that the other party was calling him, then carefully avoided the crooked desks and chairs, and walked up to the podium from the gap under the watchful eyes of the entire class.

The homeroom teacher smiled gently and introduced to everyone, "This is a new classmate who has transferred here. His name is Gan Hezhi. Welcome." After speaking, she took the lead in applauding.

But the applause from the audience was not warm, but rather sparse and weak, like the sound of shuffling shoes and dragging shoes.They watched him with a bit of curiosity, which made Gan Hezhi very nervous.

The head teacher only asked Gan Hezhi to write his name on the blackboard, and then pointed to the middle seat in the last row of the classroom, "Sit there first, our class is arranged according to height, you can sit at the bottom of your stature. "

Gan Hezhi nodded silently.

The class teacher said, "Go."

Gan Hezhi immediately got off the podium and walked to his seat.He could feel the gazes from all directions chasing him all the way, the best he could do was not to walk on the same foot.

Gan Hezhi sat on the seat and didn't even bother to wipe the chair.Some people don't look at him anymore, and some still look at him.

Gan Hezhi felt very uncomfortable, and he buried himself in sorting out the pile of textbooks in front of him.

The boy sitting on Ganhezhi's left dragged a chair to talk to him, and asked him why his name was so strange and why he turned around at this time.

Gan Hezhi didn't answer the first question, but only explained that his family's job had changed, so he transferred to study here.

A thin girl in the front row stood up, grabbed a blue A4 soft book, knocked on the edge of the table, and said, "We've started collecting Chinese homework."

The boy on Ganhezhi's left immediately gave up the conversation and yelled strangely, "Wait for me! Dad!" Then he immediately returned to his original position and started to write, the pen in his hand almost danced away.

The girls walked in a row to grab two books, and finally went around to Gan Hezhi's left.At this moment, she only had about ten books in her hands, but she didn't care at all in her tone, and even persuaded the struggling male classmate, "Liu Jing, you've only written a few pages, don't force yourself. forget it."

"No! Wait for me!"

The same is true for other subjects.

Five classes in the morning, three teachers entered the door, as if they had discussed it, they first said it seriously, "What's the matter with your class, homework is handed in to only a few people, and you are crazy about summer vacation, isn't it? How do you say it?"

Then give a start to the new semester's class, and then pretend to just remember it and mention, "I heard that there are new classmates coming."

Ganhezhi is like a novelty, every time it is asked, it has to stand up and show it, and it is caught asking the basics.

What can Gan Hezhi answer.Gan Hezhi stuttered and couldn't answer anything.

Hearing the teacher's disappointment, "Forget it, sit down." Gan Hezhi felt that his face was so hot that he could boil an egg.

He regretted not studying harder before.

Throughout the morning, there were many eyes on Gan Hezhi intentionally or unintentionally, but only the class leader took the initiative to walk to his desk to introduce himself formally, "I am the monitor of Class [-], if you have any questions, you can come to me."

There are also some people who sit close to him, and greet him casually.It's a pity that Gan Hezhi was shadowed by the teacher's name-calling, so that when he was approached by someone, he also had the illusion of being called out to answer questions in class, so he looked nervous and dull.

The classmates who talked to him often lost interest after seeing his reaction, and either chose to lazily lie back on the desk, or turned their heads to chat with other classmates.

The suffocating atmosphere lasted until noon, the bell rang for the end of the fifth period, and the neighbors