The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

By the time Xiaopang finished asking questions, it was almost time for the dormitory's access control time.Only a few street lights were still on in the entire teaching area, and the rest of the place was silent. In the dimness, you could hear the cold wind rustling the leaves.Suddenly increased a bit of chill.

Wang Zhuoli was holding a few tutorial books in his hands, and it was the first time he didn't bring a big bag of snacks back to the dormitory. He curled his lips and sighed: "I knew this. Why did I know that the third year of high school was so tiring, and I should have studied hard in the first and second year of high school. "

"It's too late to learn now," Xia Ci said, "It's not too late to make up for it. It's better than not making up for it at all."

Wang Zhuoli continued to be melancholy, "I am intermittently complacent, and I continue to eat and wait to die, and my perseverance is eaten by dogs."

"You lack motivation," Ye Kong said with a very experienced look, "you see, after I have motivation, I have made rapid progress, and my math scores have skyrocketed..."

He started blowing his seventy-point math test paper again.

What was frightening was that Wang Zhuoli was so fascinated by what he heard, he poked his head over and asked, "Brother Kong, what is your motivation?"

Ye Kong smiled, with the expression of waiting for you to ask me, "Of course you resigned from brother—"

The word "beauty" was still stuck in his throat, Xia Ci pinched his waist and gave a warning look.

Wang Zhuoli blinked: "Why did I resign from my brother?"

"What else could it be," Ye Kong said, "Of course it's a spur."

"Souga," Wang Zhuoli nodded, "Please give me more encouragement after you resign."

"..."

The three of them were walking on the boulevard, and when they were about to reach the downstairs of the dormitory, they suddenly saw a man half lying on the table tennis table in front of him, looking at the dark sky motionlessly.

"Fuck!" Wang Zhuoli was taken aback, and instinctively took a few steps back, hiding behind Xia Ci, "What the hell, I'm scared to death."

The person lying on the table tennis table also seemed to have heard the movement. He turned over, without looking back, and walked directly to the back door of the school with his trouser pockets in his pockets.

The back looks a little hesitant or decisive.

"The back of this man is a bit like a rice bucket," Ye Kong said, "Where is he going so late?"

"Impossible," Wang Zhuoli looked at the man's back, and said with a smack, "Brother Tong told me just now that he will go back to the dormitory to take a bath in advance, so he won't lie down here suddenly."

Xia Ci: "I guess I came here to think about life."

Wang Zhuoli nodded in agreement, and in the next second he urged delicately: "Let's go in quickly, it's so dark outside, it's scary."

Xia Ci: "...You speak well."

Wang Zhuoli choked his voice and continued: "I'm really scared."

Ye Kong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have been infected by Boss Huang's anger."

Boss Huang, who was studying hard at this time, felt cold behind his back and sneezed loudly.

Huang He: "Damn it, it's okay to catch a cold while reading."

After returning to the dormitory and washing up, Xia Ci rummaged in front of the desk, and finally found the notebook used in class at the bottom of the box.

It neatly records his previous learning experience and content summary of each class, which is definitely the golden treasure that every academic master dreams of.

He cleared a large area of ​​his desk, turned his head to the bed and said, "Move a chair and sit here."

Ye Kong dragged the chair and sat there. There was not much space in front of the table, and the two of them were closer than usual when they were sitting at the same table. Ye Kong smiled and asked expectantly, "Why do you want to sit here?"

Xia Ci pushed the notes over, "I'll tell you about the previous lessons."

"Ah? Still learning," Ye Kong refused with a full face, thought for a while and said, "Do you have motivation?"

Xia Ci glanced at him, and asked with a half-smile, "What motivation do you want?"

Ye Kong blinked and pointed to his mouth, "If I study hard, you can reward me with a kiss; if I don't, then punish me with a kiss."

It sounds like there is essentially no difference between the two.

"...The abacus is pretty good," Xia Ci said with a smile, "Open the book, hurry up."

Ye Kong rubbed his nose and opened the book bravely. The long and repetitive content and formulas inside were really overwhelming.

But after Xia Ci explained, most of the content unexpectedly became easy to understand. The one-hour study was not as painful as Ye Kong imagined. Instead, it aroused a little desire to learn that was not aimed at beauty.

"Understood?" After finishing the last knowledge point, Xia Ci rubbed his eyes and closed the book.

"I understand a little bit, I have to digest it again," Ye Kong lay on the table, half-closed his eyes, obviously very tired.

Xia Ci reached out and brushed the broken hair hanging from his forehead, and said softly, "Hurry up and go to sleep."

Ye Kong hummed softly, but did not move for a long time.

Xia Ci: "You will be so tired until the college entrance examination, can you persevere?"

After a moment of silence, Ye Kong joked tiredly: "How can a man say he can't."

Xia Ci smiled, touched his neck and thought for a while, then got up and leaned over, and sucked Ye Kong's neck too.

"Fuck," Ye Kong cursed in a low voice, and immediately woke up, "If you want to kiss me, I won't be sleepy."

In fact, Xia Ci didn't use any force at all, probably because Ye Kong's skin was too sensitive, and his neck turned red when he was touched lightly, revealing an ambiguous smell.

Xia Ci tugged at the hand on his waist: "... Calm down."

Ye Kong circled the person vigorously: "I'm calm!"

Xia Ci's power was lost.

Then, be kissed.

The next day, the two of them pulled up their collars and went to the classroom for self-study.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Boss Huang opened the back door just in time, and he was slightly taken aback when he saw the appearance of the two, "Is it that cold outside? Or is it popular this year to stand up collar?"

"Popular fart," Xia Ci's lips parted slightly, but the wound was still involved, he hissed and walked to the seat.

Ye Kong smiled happily, and said good morning to Huang He cheerfully.

Boss Huang leaned against the door frame, confused.

After 10 minutes of self-study, Hu Xingcheng and Xiaopang didn't come to class. When get out of class was about to end, Wang Zhuoli ran in from the back door anxiously.

Ye Kong felt that something was wrong with him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaopang frowned tightly, with an expression on the verge of tears, "The idiot was caught surfing the Internet all night yesterday."

Ye Kong froze for a moment, "Who caught him?"

Xiaopang raised his breath: "Big head."

"..."

The students of No. [-] Middle School all know a truth. If they surf the Internet all night, even if they are caught by the principal, they will not be caught by the boss.

The principal still has the opportunity to forgive, but the big head is ruthless, and the only way is to be expelled.

After class, several students gathered to ask what was wrong, and Wang Zhuoli told the truth.

He returned to the dormitory very late yesterday, opened the door and found that the light in the dormitory was not on, he thought that Hu Xingchengyue was too tired after the exam and went to bed after taking a shower, so he crept to bed after washing.

As a result, when we woke up in the morning, we found that Hu Xingcheng did not sleep in the dormitory last night. Just as Wang Zhuoli was about to call him, he saw a text message from him:

-I was caught by the big head all night.

Before self-study, Wang Zhuoli was called to Datou's office to ask what happened, and he was not released until just now.

"Brother Tong...may be expelled," Wang Zhuoli said, "Datou also arrested a few people from other classes, and has already called his parents."

Zheng Wenwu: "Fuck! Can't you give me a chance?"

"The big head posted a notice on the bulletin board," Boss Huang came out from behind, "Students who are caught surfing the Internet all night will be expelled."

Zheng Wenwu: "Didn't you say that conversations lasting more than 2 minutes should not call you?"

"Fuck! What time is this?" Huang He yelled, "Study is as important as my brother Tong?!"

"What should I do?" Wang Zhuoli blamed himself, "I blamed me for not turning on the lights last night. If I turn on the lights and see no one, I can call him back..."

"Wow, brother, don't think that way," Zheng Wenwu said, "Maybe the big head will be studying in the idiot bucket and soon graduate..." It seems that going online at this juncture is even more unforgivable, he paused for a moment. Pounding his fist on the desk, "This idiot, hit a few nets."

Wang Zhuoli lay on the desk wanting to cry but without tears. In this short hour, he felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

"Don't worry, go ask Lao Ji if there is anything I can do during class break," Xia Ci said, "As long as the idiot wants to study, Lao Ji can keep him."

Lao Ji will not give up on any student who wants to study, even if he has made confused mistakes.

In class one or two, everyone didn't listen to it very much. The students sitting in front also heard about it, and passed a note from time to time to ask: Will Brother Tong really be expelled?

No one wants anyone in class 22 to leave at this time.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and the two 45-minute classes, the time that usually passes with eyes closed, seemed extremely long at this moment.

When get out of class was almost over, Wang Zhuoli's cell phone vibrated.

In a secret class without a teacher.

[Hu Xingcheng is not an idiot]: Goodbye, Mina-sang.

Wang Zhuoli was suffocated for breathing, but he didn't hold back all of a sudden, he lowered his head and shed tears.

The students in the class discovered the news one after another, and asked about the situation one after another, regardless of the class.

[Your cute little Huang He]: Goodbye!Hurry back to class!

[Zheng Wenwu's name is actually Zheng Bin]: Stop bragging and criticizing, get the hell out and get beaten! !I still owe you three times the amount of instant noodles!

[Wang Yueban]: Old Hu, don't be joking...

[Hao Chengji has to work harder]: Come back to class soon, it's time to hand in the math homework.

[Xiong Fan hasn't been the big brother for many years]: Don't be kidding me, I'm still waiting to count the number of people.

......

Everyone didn't believe it until there was another news shock in the class.

[Hu Xingcheng is not an idiot]: The big head refused to let me stay, blaming me for not resisting the temptation of the Internet cafe.

The group was quiet, and the class was also quiet. The quiet chemistry teacher felt strange, "Why don't you make fun today? Isn't it usually fun."

No one was happy at the moment, thinking that there is now an empty seat in the classroom, everyone panicked.

After finally reaching the big class break, everyone didn’t go for a run. Xiong Fan got a large white paper from somewhere, with the title “Petition” written on it. Without him shouting, everyone consciously took a pen and signed it.

"No matter what Director Chen says," Xiong Fan put away the petition signed by all the names of the class, and said seriously: "No one in class 22 is missing."

Before Xiong Fan could bring the petition to the class teacher, Lao Ji came to the classroom by herself, panting and cursing: "Are you guys going against the sky?! You don't need to run and practice anymore?!"

"Teacher..." Xiong Fan was about to speak.

Lao Ji interrupted him with a wave of her hand, her expression was very serious, "The monitor comes to the office with me."

Halfway through, Lao Ji returned to the classroom and shouted: "Ye Kong also come with me to the office."

The author has something to say: Xia Ci: Why are you usually not as strong as me?

Ye Kong: Because I let you.

No one from class 22 will leave~

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★See you on 7.11 in summer vacation★

Xie Li was originally a hard-working college student who had to wait to see if there was another bottle to buy a drink.

One day, inexplicably, he inherited the inheritance of an unrelated relative.

Suddenly, he became an upstart who lay on a ten-square-meter bed every day.

However, this kind of poor life with only money left is not easy.

He discovered that there was a secret basement under the mansion, which displayed many "rare and rare treasures", and... every once in a while, one of the treasures would become refined...

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Xie Li didn't expect that the world over there would be so dangerous. On the first morning when he escaped from the dead, he found a person lying beside him.

Xie Li: "Brother, who are you?"

Lou Jue: "I'm your old Gong who hasn't passed the door yet."

Xie Li: "Brother, you can't lie to me just because I have money."

Lou Jue: "..."

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