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If this path does not work, we must take another path.Yu Qiuliang turned the essay paper to the other side, and decided to write the big question on geography first.

When I first learned geography, Yu Qiuliang thought that this subject was "science in the liberal arts", and a certain part of geography did not disappoint Qiu Liang's high expectations. They stumped Yu Qiuliang, and Yu Qiuliang has not yet learned to count He was jet-lagged, and he hadn't learned to distinguish between day and night hemispheres. When he was a freshman in high school, he would have a headache when he saw such a big problem.However, after studying geography for three years, Yu Qiuliang felt that the big geography questions were too easy when he started to review, because there were less knowledge he didn't know in the big questions.

Thinking about it carefully, the reason why the teachers made those knowledge points into big questions at that time was not because of how much they accounted for in the college entrance examination, but because the teachers had no other choice.After figuring this out, Gao Yi’s nervousness in the face of geography dissipated all of a sudden, and Yu Qiuliang easily answered the big geography questions, and then went back to write history, writing each subject in order. Come down, the efficiency is not bad.

Yu Qiuliang doesn't hate politics, but political issues seem really strange to him.Not only Song Ciran didn't like to write about political topics, but Yu Qiuliang also didn't like to write about them.He looked at the political question, yawned, and sneaked a glance at the invigilating teacher on the stage. Seeing that she was looking at her mobile phone, he got down on the ground with peace of mind, and started his own daydream.

Most of the good dreams don't last long, Yu Qiuliang didn't sleep for a long time, when he was awakened by a sound of knocking.He kicked his legs suddenly and almost jumped out of the chair. The water bottle on the table was shaken and almost fell to the ground.It's a glass bottle filled with water, and it's no fun if it breaks.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yu Qiuliang grabbed the bottle body and placed the glass bottle in the center of the table.Now it won't be knocked off anymore.

Changing the position of the glass bottle is just a stopgap measure.If you want to do it once and for all, you have to change the plastic bottle.

Yu Qiuliang clenched the bottle tightly with both hands, warmed his hands with it, and looked around for the source of the knocking sound.After listening for a while, he felt that the sound came from the open space behind him.He always felt as if someone was squatting behind him with a wrench, constantly beating the ground, trying to knock out a big crack in the entire teaching building.

Song Ciran's mirror played its role again. Yu Qiuliang picked up the mirror, adjusted the angle, and looked at the open space behind him.Not far behind him is the air conditioner, and there is still a distance between the air conditioner and his chair.He illuminated it for a long time, but found nothing there. Just when he was about to believe that he was hallucinating, a ghost suddenly cast on the air conditioner.

These days, ghosts also like to climb the air conditioner?Yu Qiuliang always thought that only cats like to climb high places, but he didn't expect ghosts to do the same.

Song Ciran couldn't see the real situation reflected in the mirror, but Yu Qiuliang suddenly became nervous, scratched his head in the mirror, looked at the shadow in self-pity, glanced roughly, and then lowered his head again.Yu Qiuliang didn't write the papers, but he still had to. After all, he didn't have the confidence to do tricks under the eyes of the political teacher.

They are all students taught by the same teacher, so why is he so different from Yu Qiuliang?Song Ciran sighed, and the words under his hands were crooked, but it could be seen that they were more orderly and clear than before.Yu Qiuliang is quietly changing for the college entrance examination, and Song Ciran is the same, his handwriting is the most powerful proof.

Yu Qiuliang turned the angle again so that his vision could follow the ghost. He found that the ghost was really messing with the air conditioner, and he didn't know what it was trying to do.The air conditioner in the classroom has never been broken, Yu Qiuliang knows this, since it is not broken, then this ghost must not be repairing the air conditioner, it probably has been planning for a long time to destroy it.

As if answering Qiu Liang's question, Ghost Shadow climbed onto the air conditioner rustlingly.A cloud of black air enveloped the fan blades and the buttons, and then, under Yu Qiuliang's astonished eyes, the fan blades moved suddenly, and a gust of cold air flew out from between the fan blades, freezing all the students in the classroom. Feeling cold.

In the cold winter, with the wind blowing behind you, no matter how good your mentality is, you can't calm down to do the questions.It didn't take long for the air conditioner to blow, and some people started to shiver. Yu Qiuliang was already afraid of the cold, and his back was facing the air conditioner vent. The moment the ghost came out, he was blown into a daze.

Before he could react, Yu Qiuliang put the mirror on the table, lest the politics teacher come over and take away Song Ciran's new mirror.Then, he wrapped his coat around, turned around abruptly, and turned off the air conditioner with his hand raised.His series of movements are done in one go, but he has never experienced drills or practice before, it is completely subconscious.

The evil wind suddenly stopped, Yu Qiuliang breathed a sigh of relief, and the students also breathed a sigh of relief.It's a pity that they haven't slowed down yet, another strong cold wind blows towards them.This time, Yu Qiuliang was blown head-on, and the coolness not only penetrated into his heart, but also penetrated into his bones.

"Damn it..." Yu Qiuliang cursed in a low voice, bent down quickly, and unplugged the air conditioner.Ghosting didn't have the ability to generate electricity out of thin air. Seeing that he had pulled out the socket, he angrily retreated from the top of the air conditioner, floated out of the window and disappeared.

Those who know the current affairs are heroes, if it persists, it will have to find something to do, and Yu Qiuliang will take care of it after school.

Although the ghost escaped, the two gusts of cold wind still caused damage to Qiuliang. When Yu Qiuliang was blown by the wind, his whole body was chilled. warm.He is like a dead fish, pitifully frozen in a big iceberg in the Arctic Ocean, becoming an eternal lonely sculpture.

Yu Qiuliang told the cold wind to blow through, and when he got home, he shrank under the quilt and curled himself into a ball.The way he curled up made him feel safe and gave him the warmth he needed to survive. He loved sleeping like this. It made him feel like he was back in his mother's arms.

Being cold for too long and showing no signs of getting better, Yu Qiuliang secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong.He touched his forehead and found that it was like a small stove. When Yu Xiasheng came back, he would probably be able to fry eggs on him.This is horrible.Yu Qiuliang touched the phone and sent a text message to Yu Xiasheng, asking him to go downstairs to buy antipyretics when he came back.

It was clearly a matter that could be solved by moving his legs and feet, but Yu Qiuliang couldn't do it himself.He really couldn't be blamed, his fever was so sudden and inexplicable.He always felt that the ghost was trying to make things difficult for him on purpose. Maybe he was too arrogant and careless at ordinary times, and he provoked dirty things that like to make trouble.

It is easy to get tired during illness. Not long after Yu Qiuliang lay down, his eyelids began to fight. Half asleep and half awake, he saw a familiar figure squatting on his bedside table, grinning and showing a begging smile.It really was tricked by wild ghosts!Yu Qiuliang's violent temper suddenly came up, he opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the wild ghost by the neck, and slammed it against the wardrobe.

The closet door made an overwhelmed sound, and the wild ghost howled miserably, as if he hadn't expected him to do this at all.Yu Qiuliang threw the wild ghost out, and there was no next move. He just sat on the bed, squinted his eyes, and looked directly at the annoying ghost, as if he wanted to scare him away with his gaze.

The wild ghost was not frightened by him, but got up from the ground, leaned on the wardrobe door and sat down on Yu Qiuliang's bedside table.It stopped squatting this time, and looked a little cleaner. Yu Qiuliang didn't bother to take care of it, so he closed his eyes and turned over, trying to let this thing run its course.

There are always some people who like to be cheap when they have nothing to do. If others ignore him, he still insists on running to tease him.Yu Qiuliang thought that the ghost he met today must have been this kind of bastard when he was alive. He ignored the wild ghost, but the wild ghost came closer to touch his cheek.

"Get out!" Yu Qiuliang's strength came from nowhere, and he knocked the wild ghost's hand away.The wild ghost howled in pain, and was strangled by Yu Qiuliang in the next second.Yu Qiuliang is very irritable today, surprisingly irritable, to provoke him at such a time, the wild ghost is looking for a dead end.Yu Qiuliang dragged the wild ghost along, trying to find a lighter and burn it, but just as he slowly got out of bed, the door suddenly rang, and Yu Xiasheng called his name from the door.

"Here we come!" Yu Qiuliang responded with a raised voice, still weak and listless.His whole body became colder and colder, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the wild ghost escaped from his palm.It seems that every ghost is afraid of Yu Xiasheng, but wherever Yu Xiasheng is, there must be no evil ghosts.

Although he answered, Yu Qiuliang sat on the edge of the bed without making any further movements.He was aching all over, even the sheets and quilts made him uncomfortable.He took off his slippers again, and went back to lie down on the bed.At this moment, his mind was extremely chaotic, and he felt that all the bad things in the world had gathered together and weighed on him.He hoped that someone could come and rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering, so that he could live smoothly.

When bad luck happens, people tend to create chaos while busy, Yu Qiuliang is very irritable, he doesn't know what to say or what to do.He didn't like to be sick, and even though it gave him a good reason to take time off, he still suffered.

Yu Qiuliang lay on the bed, his mind was empty, and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling.When he was young, he didn't live in this community. Whenever he was sick, he would lie on the bed like this, and all kinds of shadows outside the window were reflected on the ceiling, like singing a big show.Now that he has grown up, he doesn't like to put light into the bedroom, but he also doesn't want to have shadows in the bedroom. He always draws the curtains, and the ceiling is quiet, and all the joys and sorrows are over.

There is no way out, if this method does not work, try another one, and you will always find a good solution.Such a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, and Yu Qiuliang couldn't figure out the reason for it to appear, but after thinking about it again and again, he felt that there was some truth to the abrupt words.

This phrase is applicable to most things in the world, Yu Qiuliang thought about it for a while, and then laughed.He decided to use this sentence to spur himself when he encountered troublesome things in the future.Everyone can be good, why should they be bad?You should try to be a good person.

The moment Yu Xiasheng walked into the room, he saw Yu Qiuliang smiling at the empty ceiling.The old ghost was startled, and quickly raised his head to look up, fearing that there was an unknown evil ghost hiding on the ceiling, which would sneak in when Yu Qiuliang was in a daze.

His fears have not materialized.There are evil spirits, but they have already been taught by Yu Qiuliang and escaped.Yu Qiuliang usually likes to stare blankly at the air and giggle, but Yu Xiasheng realized it and sighed, thinking that he should get used to his appearance as soon as possible.

"What are you thinking about? You're being silly all day long." Yu Xiasheng sat beside Yu Qiuliang and patted his body.

For a moment, he forgot that Yu Qiuliang had a fever, and his strikes were neither serious nor serious, and he slapped the person with a muffled groan, as if he was dying from a serious injury.Yu Xiasheng was frightened again, as if he could always surprise Yu Qiuliang, Yu Qiuliang could always frighten him, who knew what this kid did to make himself look like he was dying soon?

Yu Qiuliang's life is not really short, but if he continues to procrastinate like this, a long life will also turn into an early death.Yu Xiasheng couldn't laugh or cry, and finally remembered the message Yu Qiuliang sent him, and took out the antipyretic medicine from his pocket.

"You fucking remember that I'm a sick patient..." Yu Qiuliang accused him feebly, "You're so aggressive, you want to shoot me to death..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Drink the medicine later, and I'll get you some water." Yu Xiasheng put the medicine on the bedside, turned around and left the bedroom, and after a while, he came back with a glass of warm water.He knew that Yu Qiuliang didn't like drinking water that was too hot, and Yu Qiuliang was afraid of burning his mouth.

Yu Qiuliang got up from the bed, his whole head was messed up like a chicken coop, this is the latest hairstyle created by his pillow and his quilt.He glanced at the closet and saw his shadow on the closet door.

After just one glance, he frowned and said in a low voice, "You turn off the light for me."

"What light to turn off?" Yu Xiasheng looked at him in surprise, "Hurry up and drink the medicine, don't mess with useless things."

"Uncomfortable." Yu Qiuliang drank the medicine with an unhappy face, and instantly turned into a little bitter gourd.The medicine was really bitter, and the light in the bedroom made him uncomfortable.He hastily swallowed the medicine and warm water, then lifted the quilt and lay back.Although the quilt and pillow can ruin his hairstyle, they can at least provide him with a safe place to rest.

Yu Xiasheng also knew that the light made Yu Qiuliang uncomfortable, so he went to turn off the light after collecting the things on the bedside table.The light suddenly disappeared, and Yu Qiuliang relaxed a little, but the inexplicable tension in his heart was still lingering.He always felt that someone was watching him closely beside him, but it was not Yu Xiasheng.

"I came across something unclean." Yu Xiasheng lay down beside him, and patted his shoulder lightly, like a mother coaxing a child.Yu Qiuliang opened his eyes a little, rubbed against the old ghost's arms, and replied casually: "Yes, how do you know? You opened your eyes, can you see what I did at school?"

He also joked about Yu Xiasheng asking Gu Jia to stare at people, Yu Xiasheng smiled awkwardly.In fact, Gu Jia hadn't received any money from Yu Xiasheng for quite a while, and Yu Xiasheng no longer asked her to help keep an eye on Yu Qiuliang.

"Ask you a question." Yu Qiuliang kept burrowing into his arms, of course Yu Xiasheng could feel it.He took the man into his arms and put his hand on Qiu Liang's forehead to test the temperature.Now that the fever has not subsided, and I don't know when it will subside, Yu Xiasheng rubbed his hair, and gave him a comforting kiss.

This move was unintentional, let alone teasing, but Yu Qiuliang was stunned.In places that Yu Xiasheng couldn't see, Yu Qiuliang opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were a little dull.If he hadn't understood Yu Xiasheng's character, I'm afraid this would have been misunderstood.

After a while, Yu Qiuliang finally recovered his voice: "...What's the question? You ask."

"If this way doesn't work, will you go the other way?" Yu Xiasheng asked, "If you want to clean up someone, but it's not convenient to do it yourself, then what will you do?"

What was agreed was one problem, but he clearly had two problems.Yu Qiuliang felt a headache.Perhaps Yu Xiasheng is more like a feverish person than anyone else, he can no longer count numbers, even two can count to one.

Putting the disgust in his heart, and putting it seriously in the face, Yu Qiuliang thought about it, and replied: "This road doesn't work, so I'll go to the other one; if it's not convenient for me to do it myself, I'll borrow a knife to kill someone."

"Ah." Yu Xiasheng laughed shortly, and Yu Qiuliang didn't know what he was laughing at.His own answer was obviously normal, and there was nothing to laugh at.Perhaps, Yu Xiasheng should give him a reasonable explanation for this laugh.

After waiting for a long time, almost falling asleep after waiting, Yu Xiasheng still didn't answer his question.Yu Qiuliang's breathing gradually calmed down, he waited and waited, and finally fell asleep first.

It wasn't until he was really asleep that Yu Xiasheng touched his forehead that had dropped in temperature, and said with a little pity: "Look, you know how to kill with a knife. You know what people older than you are How many don't you know?"

A thing, a person, never has more than one side; there is rarely only one way to a place.Switch to the side to take a look, detour to go another way, it is very likely that there will be a different encounter.Yu Xiasheng hugged Qiuliang even tighter. Just like Yu Qiuliang, he also had inexplicable worries.