Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

During the recent period, Jiang Yun stayed with Song Yu after going home from self-study at night. Since he lost his status as a bottle dancer, he began to study with him openly.

He dug out a desk lamp from his room, and took his bottle of paper crane fruit candy to Song Yu's house. There was no one else in their house except him, so it was more suitable for studying.

Song Yu made a series of devil study plans for him. He studied here every day until one or two o'clock in the morning before leaving. Sometimes he was too tired and didn't even leave. He just lay down on his bed, and then the two of them fell asleep.

Jiang Yun saw that the bottle of candy was eaten to the bottom by him, and he was a little reluctant to eat it again. He felt that it had become his medicine, which was used to refresh his mind every day, and he would be resurrected with full blood after eating a candy.

Seeing the countdown cards hanging on the classroom wall decrease day by day, and finally directly turned into double digits.

One day, when Jiang Yun and Song Yu came to school, they picked up a gray pigeon at the school gate.The pigeon's back was injured, dripping with blood, and could no longer fly. It was lying under the yellow fruit tree, with its small blue-haired head tilted to one side, and its two small eyes slightly squinted. Distressed.

They went to pick up the pigeon, and then went to the infirmary to let the doctor look at it, wiped a little povidone iodine, and put some ointment on it.Fortunately, the area of ​​the wound is not large, so it should be taken care of.

They went to the classroom with the pigeon in their arms, Song Yu hid it in his coat, let Jiang Yun block it, and finally walked safely to the last row of the classroom.

"Is there a box?" Song Yu gave Nie Wuyi a wink.

Nie Wuyi immediately threw a cardboard box over from the tablemate, and Song Yu said, "Jiang Yun, help me pull out some draft paper and spread the box out."

Jiang Yun followed suit, but Nie Wuyi over there didn't know what to do, thinking what the hell were they up to?Hidden so deep?

Lao Yang was still sitting on the podium in front of them, watching over them in the morning reading class. They didn't dare to make any big moves. Song Yu gently took the pigeon out of his arms, put it into a cardboard box, and covered it with another sheet. Paper is on top to cover it up.

"I'll go! Niubi, where did you get the pigeons? Are you two good pigeons?"

Both Jiang Yun and Song Yu looked over with dark faces, and cursed: "You are a pigeon spirit."

Nie Wuyi: "..."

Under the heavy coursework in the third year of high school, they found an interesting thing to do, which was raising pigeons.

Not only can it relieve stress, but it can also refresh your mind.

Why do you say refreshing?

Because, that pigeon always shits.

"It can't be done, it can't be done, it pulled again. Hurry up and change the paper." Ten minutes after class, Song Yu's call sounded from time to time in the back row of the classroom.

Nie Wu saw that the two of them were busy going in and out there, changing paper for a while, feeding water for a while, feeding rice for a while, and feeding egg yolk for a while, one was a mother and the other was a father, he laughed and said : "Seeing the two of you like this now, it's like seeing how you will look after your children in the future."

"Get out!" The two of them scolded him back in unison.

After a few days of raising the pigeon, the injury on the pigeon's body gradually improved.During evening self-study, it suddenly jumped out of the box. It may have been inactive for a long time. It was more excited. It limped along the open space behind, and then jumped onto the box that was placed. On the pickle jar under the chalkboard.

Lao Yang was still sitting on the podium in front of him at the moment, correcting the paper with his head down, and didn't notice the back.

The few students in the back row didn't study hard anymore, and their eyes were all attracted by the gray pigeon.Song Yu lowered his head and waved at it, hoping it would come over, but the pigeon's two brown eyes looked to both sides, and it didn't look at him at all, it was extremely arrogant.

It has been standing on the lid of the kimchi jar, spread its wings, and looked down at the students like a majestic general.

Song Yu was terrified, afraid that it would shit there.

Then the kimchi in their class was all ruined!

"Song Yu, what are you doing? Don't look around!" Lao Yang raised his eyelids while sitting on the podium, and stared at his two round, swollen eyes, reminding him.

Song Yu immediately straightened up and sat down on the table again.

However, his pigeon was not so well behaved.It jumped off the kimchi jar, then ran along the aisle to the front, then spread its wings and flew to the podium to stand.

It may feel that the sight there is better than the kimchi jar just now, so it jumped to the podium and continued to look down at all beings.

Slowly, it turned its eyes towards Lao Yang.

Lao Yang stared at the pigeon, and before he got angry, the pigeon dropped a pile of shit on his paper.

The students below couldn't help laughing when they saw this once-in-a-century scene.

Lao Yang's fleshy face convulsed, and he roared angrily: "Whose pigeon? Where did the pigeon come from?"

The pigeons were startled by his voice and flew around the classroom.

Suddenly, the classroom was disturbed by it.

Song Yu ran out to catch the pigeon, but the pigeon flew to the ceiling and couldn't catch it at all.After such a mess, the students could no longer concentrate on studying, the pigeons flew around, and Song Yu and Nie Wuyi also ran around.

Everyone has been suppressed for too long, and at this moment because of such a pigeon, they temporarily relax and help catch the pigeon.

"What are you doing? Lawless, isn't it?"

"There are still ten days until the college entrance examination, do you still want to take the exam?"

"If you don't want to take the exam, let me out!"

Lao Yang knocked on the podium, and everyone immediately fell silent and sat down on their seats.

Only Song Yu was still standing on the aisle without moving.

His eyes were still on the pigeon.

After everyone was quiet for a few seconds, the pigeon became enlightened, and instead of continuing to circle around the classroom, it flew out of the window.

Song Yu rushed out of the classroom immediately. He had kept the pigeon for so many days. If he just ran away like this, he would feel sad and worried. He hadn't helped it find a family yet.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun also ran out from the back door.

"What are you doing? Do you still have me in your eyes?" Lao Yang stood on the podium and yelled.

However, as soon as he finished yelling, Nie Wuyi also rushed out, completely ignoring his words.

The three of them were running in the corridor outside, and Lao Yang was chasing after him with the long orange ruler.

The other students were attracted by the movement outside, and they all poked their heads out to look around. Some students who jumped out also ran out of the aisle to see what they were doing.

The night was very dark, the corridor was all lit by the incandescent lamps in the classrooms along the road, and the gray pigeon was still flying along the corridor at first, but then flew to the opposite side, and they also rushed there .

Their commotion was so loud that it even provoked the dean.

The pigeon flew to the dean's head without fear of death, and lowered its head to scratch his hair. Seeing this, everyone gasped.

It's over!

Nie Wuyi: "Can I have pigeon soup tonight?"

Jiang Yun: "You should think about how to save your own life."

Song Yu was still persuading the pigeon: "Baby, come down quickly..."

However, the pigeon was indifferent, standing proudly on top of the dean's sparse and bald head, squinting his small eyes and squinting at all beings.

Lao Yang chased up from behind. He was out of breath with a big belly. He pointed at the three of them with a ruler and cursed: "You three, do you still have me in your eyes? How dare you raise pigeons in the classroom? Asylum?"

The three of them were flanked back and forth, and they had nowhere to escape, so they had to obediently stand in the corridor, waiting to be abused and punished.

But they did not wait for the criticism from the teaching director, but heard him say something to Lao Yang for the first time, "Don't scold them, Lao Yang."

"???"

Everyone was taken aback, thinking that his dean is the most stern and selfless King Shura of Tianxing High School, whoever catches whoever sees will suffer.

How many of them are you talking for this time?

Weird.

The dean smiled, with folds flying all over his face, pointing to the pigeon above his head and said, "This is my long-lost love pigeon. I haven't found it after searching for a long time. Thanks to you guys who helped me take care of it."

Song Yu said in surprise, "Director, is this your pigeon?"

"Yeah, you can see that it doesn't come down when it stands on top of me. In fact, this is its eccentricity. It likes to stand on high places."

Jiang Yun pointed at the top of his head and said hesitantly: "Uh, this also includes la..."

shit?

"What?!" The dean screamed loudly, jumped up, and then the pigeon flew out, leaving a little white sticky substance on the top of his head.

"Huh..." Nie Wuyi took a step back and sighed.

The teaching director was furious, turned around and ran towards the toilet, ran to clean up the shit on his head, and explained while running: "It didn't behave like this when it was at home before, you must have broken it!"

The three faces in the back are bewildered, can this goddamn meow be bad?

They were still standing here bursting with laughter, even the sullen Lao Yang couldn't help laughing twice.

And Song Yu, a big pigeon breeder, lost his job because of this. The pigeon recovered from its injuries and flew back to the home of the dean, but occasionally during class, I would see it flapping its gray wings in the blue sky outside. .

Give those students who are distracted in class a special scenery.

Time slipped away, and the countdown boards on the classroom wall eventually turned into single digits.

Everyone is getting more and more flustered. Those students who usually don’t like to study are now sitting in their seats in panic every day. They only take root in their studies and forget to eat and sleep.

Song Yu was a clear stream in the classroom. He was still playing around spinning books, with a biology book on the tip of his index finger, and he called out to Nie Wuyi, "Nie Wuyi, it's the last night at school, you Are you sure you don't want to be hilarious?"

Nie Wuyi was lying on the table to read the questions, and said listlessly: "This year, the teacher said that we can no longer throw away books."

"When did the teacher not say that?" Song Yu gave him a white look.

"It was banned this year because there was too much noise last year."

"I don't believe that the students in other classes don't make trouble. It's the last day. If you don't make trouble, there will be no chance."

Song Yu was really free, he ran out and strolled in the corridor and came back and said, "Guess what I heard?"

Jiang Yun, who was reading a book, said suddenly, "It's impossible for someone to confess, right?"

"Bingo!" Song Yu snapped his fingers and said.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Feeling the gossip, Nie Wuyi stood up and asked.

"I don't know either. Those girls did a great job of keeping secrets. I asked for a long time, but they didn't tell me."

He paused for a moment and said narcissistically, "Could it be that you want to confess your love to me?"

"You really want to be confessed?" Jiang Yun stared straight at him coldly.

"Ah???" Song Yu was so frightened that he dropped the book he was turning, "No, no."

"Are you so excited? Then I don't want to study for a moment." Nie Wuyi was full of enthusiasm in an instant. He had been suppressed for too long, and his spirit was a little tired.

"It's the last two days, you're still learning! It's useless to learn." Song Yu waved to him, "Go, Nie Wuyi, I will take you to do things."

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Song Yu and Nie Wuyi walking shoulder to shoulder, Jiang Han couldn't sit still, he closed his book and followed out. Seeing him following, Song Yu hurriedly yelled at him back, "You Just don't come, you should go back and study hard."

Jiang Yun was unhappy when he heard that, why should he treat himself differently from Nie Wuyi? He didn't want to go back, he walked up and said, "Why don't you take me with you when you go to do bad things?"

Song Yu started bouncing on the minefield again, saying, "It's as if we brought you along because we did something good."

Jiang Yun: "You... your skin is itchy again, right?"

"No, no, no," Song Yu said with a playful smile, "Don't you want to hug Buddha's feet when you go back?"

Nie Wuyi pulled Song Yu and asked, "Hey, Song Xiaoyu, didn't you just say that?"

"Well... this temporary cramming is also divided into people. Some people are useful, and some people are just useless. You, Nie Wuyi, just happen to belong to the useless group." Song Yu knew that he was going to be beaten before he finished speaking. Simply ran away.

Nie Wuyi and the others chased him to the teacher's office on the third floor, and Jiang Yun went straight in, "What are we doing here?"

Song Yu hastily pulled his head down a bit, "Hold on, you're too tall. I'm here to steal the machine to read the card, you have to show the aura of a thief."

"Stealing the machine to read the card?" Jiang Yun twisted his face, there are really all kinds of weird people these days.

When will Song Yu's secondary illness get better?

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't say it."

In the long office, there were still teachers sitting on some seats. It was a bit strange for them to walk in like this.

Jiang Yun simply straightened his body, but as soon as he stood up straight, he was stopped by someone.

"Hey, Jiang Yun, did you come to the office to find Lao Yang? He's not here." A teacher with a Mediterranean hairstyle next to them glanced at them and said, that was the geography teacher who taught Jiang Yun and Nie Wuyi before. I still remember him two.

Nie Wuyi smiled politely at the teacher and made it up casually, "We are not here to find him, we are here to find the Chinese teacher."

"Oh, he's there." The geography teacher enthusiastically called the Chinese teacher for them.

The Chinese teacher sitting in the distance turned his head, put on his glasses and glanced at them, "It's all of you, what do you want from me?"

All three are in a daze.

Jiang Yun reacted quickly and pushed Nie Wuyi beside him out, saying: "Teacher, Nie Wuyi wants to talk to you about his life."

In this way, Nie Wuyi was pushed in front of the Chinese teacher, and with the back of his hand behind his back, he made a gesture to Jiang Yun and Song Yu that you are really low.

The Chinese teacher is middle-aged, modest, and a good life mentor. He kindly asked: "Nie Wuyi, what do you want to say to the teacher? Come, sit down and talk."

Song Yu pinched his hand behind him and told him not to sit down with the strength in his hand.

Nie Wuyi twitched in pain, but smiled and said to the Chinese teacher, "Thank you teacher, I won't sit."

"You came to me to talk about the college entrance examination?"

Nie Wuyi nodded vigorously, "Yes, teacher, I am a little confused, how can I not be confused?"

Niubi, direct enough.

The Chinese teacher has taught many classes of students, including graduating classes, and has rich life experience. He comforted him and said: "At this stage, it is normal to be confused. For people like you who are about to take the college entrance examination, there is nothing in your heart. It is inevitable to be a little confused and nervous. At this time, the teacher suggests to relax, empty your mind, and let your tired mind transition."

"Teacher, I'm afraid I still won't pass the exam this time..." Nie Wuyi didn't intend to talk to the Chinese teacher at first, but after listening to it, he began to reveal his true feelings. He was really nervous, he had already failed Once, this time, the pressure is even greater.

The Chinese teacher patted his arm, "What are you afraid of? I've seen your grades. Haven't you improved a lot in the past few months? Don't be hypocritical, just treat the college entrance examination as an ordinary exam. OK."

The Chinese teacher continued: "Isn't it very popular to teach you how to write essays recently? Since I chose a distant place, I only care about both wind and rain."

"Don't be afraid of it in your heart, the teacher believes that you will be able to do it, and you have to believe in yourself!"

The Chinese teacher's seat was facing the corridor. While the two of them were talking, Song Yu and Jiang Yun quietly moved to the seat of the class teacher Yang Yan. Holding two boxes of thick machine-readable cards, all of which they have used this year.

Song Yu yelled at Jiang Yun and asked him to stand aside to block him, while he squatted under the head teacher's desk to get the card reader.

After squatting down, he hugged a stack and handed it to Jiang Yun, and then he hugged another stack. They went out through the gate on the other side softly. When they were about to reach the gate, the Chinese teacher suddenly stopped Song Yu.

Song Yu used the desk railing beside him to block the stack of card readers on his body, and turned around to ask, "Huh? Teacher, did you call me?"

"Come here, come here."

After finishing the calf, the Chinese teacher will start talking to him.

"Oh." Song Yu put the pile of machine-readable cards in his hand into Jiang Yun's arms. He glanced at Jiang Yun who was grinning badly, and muttered in a low voice, "If you laugh all the time, it will definitely be a bad thing to call me."