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

When Ye Kong came back from Lao Ji's office, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

Ever since the fight in the basketball game, Ye Kong hasn't made any mistakes, even being late and absent from class is rare. The high probability of being called at this time is because of the art test. Xia Ci has already guessed seven or eight points in his heart. Question: "Are you preparing for the art test?"

Ye Kong nodded, "Well, I'm going to No. [-] Middle School for training."

Xia Ci: "One Middle School?"

"There is still more than a month until the art test," Ye Kong said, "there is a surprise training in No. [-] Middle School, and Lao Ji asked me to go and see it."

Xia Ci was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "How long will the training be?"

"Let's go for a week," Ye Kong opened the phone's calendar, "Go to City A tomorrow, and come back on Monday of the next week."

Xia Ci replied thoughtfully, and said, "Don't forget to read your notes when you go there."

"...Just tell me this?" Ye Kong propped his head on one hand, looked at Xia Ci with half-closed eyes, and said in a low voice: "Your tablemate will disappear for a week soon, and you don't express it Nostalgia?"

"Didn't you leave yet?" Xia Ci smiled, "And it's not like you won't come back."

"Uncomfortable," Ye Kong tutted, turned his head and began to sing: "Little cabbage, yellow ground, two or three years old, no love..."

The more Ye Kong sang, the more miserable he became, and the more Xia Ci listened, the happier he laughed.

Not long after, Xiong Fan ran in from the front door, with obvious joy on his face, everyone put down what they were doing and gathered around, asking in a hurry: "What did the old lady say? Can the old lady come back?"

Xiong Fan waved his hand to signal everyone not to worry. He took a few breaths, pondered for a while, and then told everyone what he had just heard in the office.

The big head is also in the office of the language group. At this time, there are several parents of online students standing by the desk, all begging for their children to have a chance to reform themselves.

No matter how the parents begged, Datou never let go, and his attitude was very firm. He patted the table and said: "Our school has clear regulations very early on, and we will never tolerate students who surf the Internet all night. You are good, you know that you can't touch them. high-voltage lines, and violate the rules. If I relax the rules for you, will anyone still abide by the rules? Can I still control the students?"

From the standpoint of the big head, it is not unreasonable to deal with it this way, but from the perspective of the students, no one is a sage, and they all hope that they can have a chance to return to the classroom.

There is always a relative contradiction between regulations and human reality.

"Old Ji took the petition and went to talk to Datou," Xiong Fan said, "I didn't dare to listen to the specific situation, but after all, it was the wish of our whole class. Datou should seriously consider it. As long as the rice bucket is willing to come back, there is still a chance of."

Wang Zhuoli had been worried all morning and almost lost his appetite. Now that he heard the news, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He took out a Snickers bar from his desk pocket and gnawed on it, praying vaguely as he gnawed: "The rice bucket must Come back..."

The teachers of No. [-] Middle School have always been very efficient in correcting the test papers. They can correct all the test papers for the entire grade in one night, and they can post the red list of the grades in the next afternoon.

There is no suspense for the crown of the first place in the school, and it still falls on Xia Ci, but this time the score is much scarier than last time.

Except for Chinese, which has no standard answer, other subjects are basically close to full marks.

Not long after the red list came out, Yang Le rushed down to look at the rankings full of anticipation, but was slapped in the face by the name that slipped down.

"It's fake, is this a human test score..."

"A new test god has appeared, and the era of Yang Le has passed."

"Learning to be a handsome man with good grades is really a dream in life..."

......

Yang Le felt a little sore in his spine, remembering what he said to Xia Ci before - I was fully prepared this time.

It is better not to prepare.

Last time there was a difference of [-] points between him and Xia Ci, this time the difference is [-] points.

And this time, Yang Le obviously felt that the difficulty of the test paper had been greatly improved. Students who did not have a solid foundation would suffer a lot in this monthly test.

However, Xia Ci's score was even higher than last time.

Yang Le compared his scores with Xia Ci's. In English alone, there is a gap of 130 points between [-] and [-] points.

......During the academic exam, I fell asleep for 10 minutes.

Yang Le twitched the corner of his mouth weakly, and suddenly understood a profound truth - Xueba and Xueshen both got full marks in the exam, Xueba is because of hard work, and Xueshen is because the test paper only has [-] points.

Simply inhuman.

Yang Le returned to class in despair, feeling an unprecedented sense of frustration.

He looked at the gauntlet in his file bag, was stunned for a while, and finally got up with gritted teeth.

Outside the gate of Class 22, Huang He and Zheng Wenwu were endorsing each other in the corridor. Looking back, they saw the boss of Yuan Jie's class walking over with a dark face.

"Excuse me, is Xia Ci here?" Yang Le asked.

Huang He thought he was here to ask questions, so he pointed to the back door and reminded: "Sit in the last row, you may be sleeping right now."

Yang Le: "..."

There is no teacher in the classroom, so it is not particularly quiet. Some students are still reciting words in a low voice.

Xia Ci fell into a drowsy sleep, only feeling a gust of cool wind rushing in from behind, making people shiver uncontrollably.

"Fuck it," Xia Ci didn't wake up very much, and he was very angry when he woke up. He rubbed his eyes and said angrily, "Who the hell doesn't close the door when he goes out."

Yang Le was so shocked by Xueshen's aura that he didn't dare to go forward. He leaned on the door frame, poked his head and shouted softly: "...Well, can Xia Ci come out for a while?"

Ye Kong turned his head when he heard the sound, and gave him a blank look.

Yang Le was startled, and quickly withdrew from the boss' sight.

There was not a lot of movement behind, but it still attracted the attention of many students. Xia Ci pushed the door out under the eyes of everyone, and Ye Kong followed closely behind.

"what's up?"

Yang Le pointed to the bulletin board on the first floor, and said hesitantly: "...The ranking of the red list has been posted. I can't compare with you. I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

The students who came out to watch the play were stunned, not knowing what happened.

Xia Ci touched the center of his eyebrows, and was about to tell Yang Le not to pay too much attention to the bet. After all, the scene of shouting "You are amazing" three times is too shameful for anyone.

In the next second, Yang Le moved his dantian, his cheeks were flushed, he clenched his fists and shouted at Xia Ci: "You are amazing, I lose! You are amazing, I lose! You are amazing, I lose! "

"..."

The students lying on the window looked at each other, stunned by the sudden scene.

Before Xia Ci transferred to the No. [-] Middle School, Yang Le had never lost the first place in his age from the first year to the third year of high school, and he was also a man of influence admired by many people in the school.

The number one in Yuan Jie's class is conceding defeat to the number one in class 22. Just thinking about it makes him feel very embarrassed.

After Yang Le shouted, he didn't run away immediately, but continued to fight in the crowd watching: "Let's compete again in the next monthly exam."

Xia Ci nodded: "Okay, continue with this rule?"

"According to what was written on the paper before," Yang Le said, "Next time I will definitely surpass you."

Xia Ci smiled, "I hope so."

After Yang Le left frankly, the students in the classroom were all elated, jumping up and down asking what was going on.

Xia Ci couldn't bear everyone's questions, so he briefly explained the story of the gauntlet. The more the students next to him listened, the more admiring their eyes were.Seeing that Ye Kong was very upset, he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Aren't you still studying? We all go back to study. Do you still have a sense of urgency?"

Everyone returned to their seats and continued to study in embarrassment. Xia Ci pursed his lips and smiled, then stuffed a candy into Ye Kong's hand.

Ye Kong peeled off the candy and threw it into his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Why do you suddenly think of competing with him?"

"I didn't mention it," Xia Ci said, "I don't think it's too important, so I didn't tell you."

Ye Kong nodded, feeling the sweetness of sugar melting in his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Xia Ci suddenly asked, "Don't you think this is very secondary?"

"I don't think so," Ye Kong blinked and said seriously, "I think you are handsome."

After returning to the dormitory after evening self-study, Ye Kong was lying on the bed, too depressed to talk.

In fact, Xia Ci's heart is not very comfortable, and a week is not too long, but the long-standing habits are about to change suddenly, and anyone will need a little time to calm down.

Besides, at this time, he couldn't express his reluctance too clearly, otherwise Ye Kong would not be able to calm down and go to the training camp.

"There are still nine hours before departure, except for eight hours of sleep," Ye Kong counted with his fingers, "we only have one hour left to talk, do you have anything you want to tell me?"

"I don't have anything to say," Xia Ci lay down on the bed after tidying up, "It's not a farewell, you'll be back next week."

"I will send you a text message," Ye Kong sighed, "because I will miss you, the kind that I miss you very much."

Xia Ci was stunned, and after hesitating for a while, he said in a muffled voice, "Why don't you come over and squeeze with me? If we sleep together, we'll have an extra eight hours."

In the darkness, there was a sound of swift footsteps passing by, and with a bang, the teddy bear was thrown onto another bed.

The bed is not very big, but it can still accommodate two people. Xia Ci leaned his back against the wall to make room for Ye Kong, because this person's sleeping appearance is really not flattering.

Xia Ci wakes up earlier than Ye Kong most of the time, Xia Ci can see all his sleeping positions, and there are endless new looks every day, I am really grateful for not falling out of bed at night.

The originally chilly quilt became very hot in just a few minutes, and the two of them still felt hot when they stretched out their hands to dry for a while.

Ye Kong asked: "How about turning on the air conditioner?"

Xia Ci: "...Turn on the air conditioner in winter?"

"Then..." Ye Kong paused, "Take off your clothes?"

Ye Kong's voice and breath were right next to his ears, Xia Ci took a breath and almost couldn't hold it back.

Reason told him that now was not the time.He patted the quilt and forced himself to calm down, "Go to bed early, your mind will cool down naturally."

"..."

Calmness is impossible.

Half an hour later, Xia Ci was sweating all over, and the hand on his waist hugged him tightly. Finally, he couldn't help asking in a hoarse voice, "Can you fuck me up?"

Ye Kong was also very wronged, and said with difficulty: "I can't help it if it is hard."

"..."

The author has something to say: I was catching bugs after coding at nine o’clock, and suddenly someone came to check my bedroom, I turned off my power in a brain twitch... no backup... no manuscript saved... at that time wsl...

Later, I recoded from memory, so it was a little late_(?3」∠)_

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