Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Ke Wenyao made a good time difference, and the message was sent in time, but it was just in time for Xiang Kongshan to start tutoring, so he was completely missed. Xiang Kongshan only saw the message after he walked out of the school gate and stood at the usual waiting place for a while.

It was already dark, and he stood alone under the street lamp. Ke Wenyao said clearly in his mobile phone, but he still didn't give up. He looked at the thick and accumulated darkness inside through a low gate. He smiled inexplicably, bowed his head and replied: [I see. ]

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, he put the phone in his pocket.

A few more people came out one after another from behind. They were all classmates who made up lessons together. When they passed by him, they greeted him one after another. Some people who were a little familiar even asked with a smile: "Why don't you wait for Yu Ye today?"

"He didn't make up lessons today, so he has already returned."

Xiang Kongshan explained a sentence subconsciously, and then felt that what he said was unnecessary, so he closed his mouth, lowered his head in silence, and lifted the schoolbag that fell off his shoulder, and when he looked up again, he smiled. The meaning is very faint in the night, almost nothing: "Let's go first, see you later."

"...Ah, see you later."

The person who was talking to him accepted the farewell almost flattered, he and his friend stood in the same place, watching the distance to the empty mountain, couldn't hold back, gossiping in a low voice: "Hey, why do I think Xueshen is a little bit better today? I'm not in the state, and I look so sad, I'm afraid I'm not performing properly, right?"

He was worried, but then he became happy again: "So, I have hope to get No.1?"

Hearing the sound, the person next to him looked at him like a fool, "Come on, the probability of me being the last one in the exam is higher than your probability of getting the first one."

"..."

The man was quiet for a while, struggling resolutely: "But looking at Kongshan—"

"Maybe it's because of something else?" The person chatting with him paused for a while, seeming to mean something, "Maybe it's broken love."

"Hey," he rubbed his arms, as if he couldn't bear it, "do you liberal arts students have nothing else in your mind except love and love? That's Xiang Kongshan, I don't think it's strange that he's been single all his life .”

The other party immediately retorted: "Did you science people put EQ in the IQ column? You can't even see why people are unhappy."

"you……!"

Both of them turned off the fire, and after a long time, I heard someone say:

"Fool."

Xiang Kongshan was so focused on going home early that he didn't hear the little argument between the two people behind him. There was no other reason: Qinggang Street was especially prone to cloudy winds at night, and he was only picked on people like him who love to look good and don't wear long johns. , every time he was shivering from the cold, it was fine if he didn't freeze, there was no time to care about other things.

It's the same at this moment. Seeing that there are no acquaintances on both sides, this low-temperature warrior finally unloaded the burden of idols, put his hands in his sleeves, and arched his back, like a monkey on Mount Emei, and even prepared to trot all the way When I got home, I was very embarrassed. I didn't see the chic look of rebellion and rejection of my parents' care in the morning. There were four words written on my whole face: I did it myself.

As a result, after running a few steps, the phone vibrated in his pocket. He thought it was Ke Wenyao, and reluctantly took out the phone. After pressing the screen to light up, he realized that it was Yu Yehao, who was almost pinching him. The message sent to him, when the two always meet:

[Didn't wait for me?I don't have tutoring today, so I'll leave first. ]

He was no longer cold at once, he just stood there like an idiot, letting the wind blow over, taking away all the heat in his hands; the message page continued to light up, he saw After a long time, he knocked out the next sentence with frozen knuckles: [No, Ke Wenyao greeted me. ]

Yu Yehao was typing for a long time, and finally sent a dry sentence: [Oh. ]

But Xiang Kongshan began to feel dissatisfied, so one avatar went dark, and the other avatar lit up, messy news and public account pushes flooded in, but none of them fell into his eyes. At this moment, there was only one corner of his vision left. , completely filled with the topmost name.

Like a fire burning on a cold winter night.

But only Xiang Kongshan knows that the warmth and fireworks he can keep come from Yu Yehao's charity, just like the last box of matches held tightly, the light and heat are limited, and the supply will be cut off one day; At that time, everything he experiences now will become a dream before dying.But the match girl will stay in the dream forever, but he has to wake up and swallow the bitter fruit caused by himself.

His eyes were suddenly a little blurred, he sniffed his snot for nothing, and he didn't know if he was blown sad by the wind, in short, he just wanted to have a few words with Yu Yehao right away, whatever, even being scolded.

He opened the dialog box clumsily, and saw that the latest news was a few pictures. After clicking on them, he realized that it was a new and unfinished paper.

Yu Yehao's cheerful tone can be conveyed through the cold words, like a dedicated and excellent tutor who mercilessly shattered all his charming thoughts: [Qingqing!Today's paper should be done on time!This paper is not particularly difficult, but the final question is really good, I have already read it.Come on, try it out! ]

Xiang Kongshan: "..."

It's not that everything can be said.he thinks.

The next day was the parent meeting for the experiment. In order to get the results before the parents of many students came, even the teachers from the No. [-] Middle School next door had to work overtime together. The top of Teacher Yang's head seemed to be a lot thinner because of this. Finally, all papers were approved;

As usual, he entered the class after school, because the report card had not yet been issued, and he only held a single report of the class in his hand. The people below dared not speak, so they looked at his expression carefully. After a while, he heard him laugh, Praise very restrainedly: "The test is not bad."

Everyone cheered loudly, and Yu Kangzhe in the back row finally stopped thinking about——

He started to attend art courses during this period, and he couldn't squeeze out too much time to do the questions on weekends. He was terribly nervous about the first exam in his life that he hadn't fully prepared for. I was so annoyed that I finally calmed down at this time; but after a while, An Sheng leaned forward again, and said in a low voice, "Good brother, can you help me check my grades later?"

"Row."

Yu Yehao agreed, and a figure hurried over in the corridor, and sent the freshly released grades and even the transcripts of the two schools to Yang Yuanjie. The atmosphere that had just relaxed a little became tense again, and Yang Yuanjie squinted at the transcripts. , the rest of the people didn't dare to show their anger. After a while, he said: "Class representative, come, post it on the back blackboard."

The class representative came to the podium in response, like Liu Xiang passing the torch, he was watched everywhere he went, he deliberately passed by Yu Yehao, tapped his finger on the edge of his table, and said with a smile: "No.1~"

It didn't say which one was first.

When school was over, everyone rushed over, and Yu Yehao was squeezed into the crowd again. Before he could feel the shadow of his grades, he heard a brother at the front scream: "Damn it!"

Someone was dissatisfied: "I have something to talk about, and I am in a hurry to finish school."

"Hi Yu Ye!" the man yelled, and lifted Yu Ye to the front like a little chicken, "You didn't pass Xiang Kongshan this time!"

Yu Ye was so dazed, he raised his head numbly, and found his name on the top line, followed by: 1/1/2 conspicuously.

Enthusiastic big brothers in the front row surrounded him, he was dizzy from the smell of sweat, and he heard someone sighing and said: "Keep to the north, Xiang Kongshan is amazing in mathematics this time, why is he better than us in the third year of high school?" points?"

The short-sighted Erbaiwu was stepped on immediately, and screamed "Aww", and then someone patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "It's okay, let's take care of this time, the language has also improved. What! Who hasn't had a bad feeling yet!"

"..."

From the beginning to the end, Yu Yehao didn't say anything, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't help thinking: Is this real?Or is he just dreaming?

No way--

The author has something to say:

Xiang Kongshan: (confesses affectionately) Baby, I will give you whatever you want, and if you want the moon, I will also set up a ladder to pick it for you.

Yu Yehao: Don't do the last big question, let me take the first place.

Xiang Kongshan: That won't work.