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

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Kong and Jian Heng returned to school from the practice room.

The small stalls by the side door were lined up all the way, and a row of small yellow lights were dimly lit.The cold air at the end of November swept in unfriendlyly, making the eyes of those who walked towards us watery.

The cooking pot on the wonton stand was emitting layers of heat, and the aroma also drifted for ten miles. Ye Kong pointed to the wonton stand called "Qianlixiang" in front of him, and turned to Jian Heng and said, "Sit here and eat something? I'm starving to death." .”

Needless to say, Jian Heng was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He rushed in front of Ye Kong and shouted loudly: "Auntie, here are two bowls of wontons, I want a big one!"

The proprietress smiled happily, rubbing her cold and red hands, got up and served them wontons, "Sit inside, it will be ready in a while."

The two sat in the plastic tent with air leakage. After a while, the proprietress brought them two cups of hot water, "Drink a little and you won't be cold."

Ye Kong reached out to pick it up, "Thank you, Auntie."

Jian Heng sipped hot water like a veteran cadre, and asked casually: "Brother Kong, how do you feel today?"

Ye Kong glanced at him: "How about what?"

"Of course it's the feeling." Jian Heng sat up straight, "How did you feel in the band just now?"

Ye Kong took a sip of hot water and replied realistically: "It's pretty good."

When Jian Heng heard this, he immediately got excited. He moved the stool to lean against Ye Kong, and said earnestly, "Then have you..."

Ye Kong interrupted him, "No."

Jian Heng was immediately discouraged, and resentfully moved back to his position. Although he was disappointed, he could also understand that a heart disease could not be completely eliminated by a single practice.

After eating the wontons, the two climbed over the wall and entered through the side door. Ye Kong saw that the get out of class was about to end, so he simply didn't go back to class, and went directly to the other side of the avenue to return to the dormitory.

The campus of No. [-] Middle School is very quiet. During class hours, no one can be seen on the road. Unlike No. [-] Middle School, students often sneak out to relax or shop.Ye Kong walked along the celebrity statue for a while, then stopped suddenly, turned his head and said to Jian Heng: "You go first, I have something to go back to work."

Jian Heng didn't ask any more questions, and felt sleepy just after eating, he waved his hand: "Then I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."

Ye Kong hummed, put on his coat hat and walked towards the teaching area.

In front of the bulletin board.

Ye Kong pulled the zipper of his jacket tighter, and the fluff on the hat covered most of his face. He fumbled through the ranking list in the first year of high school, easily tore off the top photo and put it in his pocket. Clenched tightly, then turned and left.

A set of movements is so smooth and flowing, no one will know, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and whoever took the photo of Xueshen.

As soon as Ye Kong returned to the dormitory, the get out of class bell rang outside, and soon the downstairs of the dormitory building became lively.

This dormitory building is the oldest one in the school. It was not demolished when No. [-] Middle School was rebuilt. Although it can accommodate people, the conditions are far less good than other dormitory buildings.Because the trainees only stayed for a week, the school was too lazy to make more arrangements, so they simply arranged everyone here.

There are bunk beds for four people. There is no air conditioner or private bathroom. To go to the bathroom, you have to go to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.Everyone went to see it when they first arrived in the morning. The faucet inside was rusty and dripping with muddy yellow water. The environment is not dirty, but it is a bit annoying.

Ye Kong was a bit of a clean freak, and after looking at the bathroom, he backed out in disgust, and then praised the No. [-] Middle School dormitory from the bottom of his heart.

Conditions are bad, but life is worth living.

Ye Kong tidied up the textbooks he brought, spread them out on the shaky desk, and then took out his mobile phone to check the time. It was about four or ten minutes before Xia Ci returned to the dormitory, and he happened to be reading during this time.

In addition to Ye Kong, there are three roommates from different schools in this dormitory. We don't know each other, but we only occasionally hear a name from others.Fortunately, they all have natural and familiar personalities, and when they come back from get out of class, they will naturally get together and have fun.

"Brother, are you going to play black?" Xu Jia, who was facing the bed, asked, "I'll pull another one out of the four of us, which happens to make up five rows."

Ye Kong shook his head, and spread out the English book on the side. A briefing sheet of a famous school fell out from the interlayer of the pages, and landed directly at Xu Jia's feet.

Xu Jia bent down to pick it up, glanced at it as he handed it over, and jokingly said, "Oh, my brother is very ambitious after being admitted to Shanghai."

Ye Kong folded the briefing and put it back in the book, smiled muffledly, and said nothing.

It's not really ambitious, it's purely because the person I like is so good that people can't help but want to change for the better.

Xu Jia was rejected, and didn't bother to make fun of herself, so she retreated to the bed and started three rows with the other two roommates.

Ye Kong wore earphones to cut off the roar of the three people fighting and killing, and settled down to read the short English article.

Xia Ci helped him make a simple summary of each class, and wrote down the key points in a notebook. Hao Chengji saw it several times and wanted to borrow it back to copy it, but every time he was blocked by bullies with various weird reasons go back.

This English notebook was memorized before Xia Ci, and it contains many different types of essays and sentence patterns that are easy to get high marks.Ye Kong started memorizing the first article, and stopped after reading two words.

The sentence structure is too advanced and profound, and I can't understand it at all.

He scratched his hair, took out his mobile phone and looked up the words one by one. After 10 minutes, the short text was marked with dense explanations.

He knew the meaning of the words, but he still couldn't understand them.

"Fuck, is this fucking carried by a human..."

He peeled a candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and while the sweetness melted in his mouth, he flipped through the notebook back and forth.

When he turned to the last few pages, he froze slightly.

Two consecutive pages of striped paper are covered with his name, the strokes are vigorous and clean.

He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't Xia Ci's handwriting.

Happiness came a little suddenly.

Ye Kong stared at the book, his mind went blank for a while, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, holding the book in his own silly joy.

Xu Jia, who was killed in the narration game, heard the voice and looked back at him a few times, and couldn't help sighing: "Yeah, I've gone crazy again..."

There were still 10 minutes before the next night's self-study, Hao Chengji was holding a stack of crumpled test papers, and from time to time he turned his head to glance at Xia Ci's seat, his desire for knowledge gushing out.

Once or twice, Xia Ci's scalp became a little numb from this stare. If he was caught by the school committee and the lights in the teaching building were turned off before 11:30, he might not let him go.

Xia Ci simply didn't read the book, and stuffed two test papers into his messenger bag, ready to rush out the back door at any time.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Xia Ci flew out of the class like an arrow from the string. Boss Huang, who had just stood up, trembled in fright. He patted his chest and whispered: "It's a pity that Brother Ci doesn't participate in the sports meeting at this speed... ..."

He got up again, another gust of wind came from the side, and he took a closer look. The school committee was lying on the door frame and looking out. It happened that Zheng Wenwu was passing by. Huang He pulled his messed up hairstyle, grabbed Zheng Wenwu and said: "Old Zheng, next year's sports meeting, I have a 1500-meter schedule with my elder brother and the school committee."

Zheng Wenwu looked out the door and asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Boss Huang pointed to the distance from Xia Ci's seat to the back door, "Brother Ci rushed out in a second, and the school committee followed in half a second. This speed is sure to bring honor to the class."

Zheng Wenwu felt that what he said made sense: "You observe very carefully. I sent you to ask for their acceleration. I will save the data later."

Boss Huang: "...get lost."

Xia Ci ran to the tree-lined avenue of the camphor tree in one breath, and he was completely relieved after confirming that the figure of the school committee did not appear behind him. He supported his waist and took a breath. Just as he was about to take out his mobile phone to check the time, Ye Kong's voice call came up.

"Wait for me for a while," Xia Ci ran two steps to a place where no one was around.

"What's the matter, you're panting so badly?" Ye Kong leaned against the railing of the balcony, his tone softened unconsciously, "Did you run just now?"

Xia Ci: "Well, I hid from the school committee for a while, after the weekly test yesterday, he should have a lot of questions."

Ye Kong paused, then pursed his lips and snickered: "Don't want to teach?"

Xia Ci: "...Not really."

Ye Kong expected that he would say that, so he continued to ask: "Then why are you hiding?"

Xia Ci thought at the time, if he didn't return to the dormitory until 11:30, he would have no time to make phone calls.

But he was thin-skinned, and he would not tell Ye Kong the reason directly, so he could only babble, and quickly changed the subject, "What are you doing?"

Ye Kong has always adhered to the principle of "Speak out loud if you have love", and said seriously: "I am thinking of you."

"..."

It has to be said that although Xia Ci is used to Ye Kong's straightforwardness, after hearing his serious and profound voice, his heart still can't help but thump.

Just as Xia Ci covered his mouth with his hand, trying to make himself look more normal, Ye Kong said, "I just memorized the English model essay."

There are three words between the lines-seeking praise.

Xia Ci smiled: "Then you are doing great today."

Ye Kong also laughed, "Guess what I saw behind?"

Xia Ci was too lazy to guess: "What did you see?"

"Hula, two pages of my name," Ye Kong said in shock, "My deskmate, please explain to me quickly."

"..."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and when Xia Ci recalled those two pages clearly, there was an inexplicable taste of being executed publicly. He scratched his bangs that were blown by the wind, and said dryly: "Excuse me! The pen first moves the hand."

Fried.

Just like a kitten that is about to be groomed, it will jump three feet high after a little teasing, and then raise its tail and meow in a milky voice.

Ye Kong never tires on the road of pissing off his deskmate.

The two chatted back and forth for a while.

Ye Kong leaned against the railing, the light in the window behind him went out in an instant, and complained one after another in the corridor: "Fuck, can you say hello in advance when the lights are off, my noodles are just half soaked!"

A huge darkness engulfed him, and Ye Kong immediately froze in place, unable to speak clearly.

Halfway through Xia Ci's speech, he felt that something was wrong, and he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"...It's nothing," Ye Kong said dryly, "The lights in the bedroom are off, I want to go to the bathroom."

Xia Ci asked, "Are you afraid?"

Ye Kong said: "...a bit."

As soon as the voice fell, Xia Ci hung up the phone, and then made a video call.

As soon as Ye Kong picked it up, a familiar face appeared on the screen of the phone. Xia Ci waved at the camera, "Go, don't be afraid, I'll watch you."

Ye Kong rushed to the bathroom in three steps and two steps, and solved the problem as fast as he could in his life. After finishing the work, he leaned against the door of the dormitory, looked at the person in the video, and said with a smile: "Old Xia, your face is a little red."

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, I am secretly saving the manuscript. She is tired from the recent extra classes and the end of the class, and she is in the process of sending and receiving urgently, so she sent me to update you. (serious face)

I will show up to meet you all at the same time afterwards, oh yes Liao, she asked me to tell everyone that she is very thankful to you, 啦!