Xueba looks at me with more loving eyes

"Brother Mian." Ding Xiangming pulled Wen Mian aside, mysteriously.

He lowered his voice: "Actually, don't care so much."

Wen Mian raised her eyebrows, this kid was thinking about something weird again.

"Don't you just kiss two men? It's really uncomfortable, so you bite like a dog." Ding Xiangming broke his heart.

Hey, his poor brother Mian, what kind of unwarranted disaster is this time, and in the end, for the sake of proving his innocence and the safety of others, he himself is imprisoned.

Is this idiom used in this way? It should be right.

"I kissed him first." Wen Mian looked at Ding Xiangming expressionlessly.

Ding Xiangming: "..."

"Then, then you treat it as a dog kiss?" Ding Xiangming changed his words carefully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhiyuan floated past them like a mobile freezer. Before leaving, his knife-like eyes fell on Ding Xiangming's forehead.

Ding Xiangming froze.

"Stop thinking about it, it's not because of this reason." Wen Mian was speechless.

I had already forgotten about it, but Ding Xiangming pretended to understand him very well and brought up the old story again, and from the perspective of the story guessed by Ding Xiangming, wouldn't he cry at home just because of such a corner of his mouth? chirped.

...that's too stupid.

"Okay, let's go play." Wen Mian pushed Ding Xiangming impatiently.

He rubbed his eyes irritably, wondering if he should wear some glasses today, but would it make him more conspicuous?

Wen Mian stood in the middle of the basketball court, feeling extremely regretful in her heart, it might as well ask for leave and not come.

Looking at the hesitant appearance of this group of people and the evasive little eyes, they must have filled up the same brain hole as Ding Xiangming.

The opponent is also muttering in his heart, the atmosphere of class [-] today is not right, what should I say about today's class [-], it is very conservative, conservative and explosive at the same time, quite contradictory, but unexpectedly harmonious.

What I have to say... probably seems to be a calm lake, with an undercurrent surging underneath, and this undercurrent, they specifically refer to Wenmian.

Wen Mian was so angry that he hit a basketball like he was smashing a ball, and it fell into Gu Zhiyuan's arms.

The people in Class Seven hadn't expressed anything yet, and the other party was the first to panic. Who didn't know what kind of character Gu Zhiyuan was.

What's wrong with Wen Mian? He's taken gunpowder. Before they heard that these two people played in the same team and they cooperated well, they thought it was a bit outrageous. Looking at it now, it's really outrageous. Didn't this cause a quarrel? Individuals should not fight on the basketball court.

Surprisingly, Gu Zhiyuan, who was judged by them to be able to shoot, just glanced at Wen Mian lightly, and honestly took the ball he threw over him.

Seeing this, the others silently wiped the sweat off their brows.

so far so good.

Wen Mian let out angrily.

"Can you run, are you lame?" Wen Mian asked with a restrained temper while resting before the third quarter.

These guys, no matter where they were playing basketball today, they were watching his face the whole time.

Is his face so attractive?

The opponent's stomach hurt when they heard the seven points, and they silently glanced at the scores. The difference between the two classes had already become thirty points, and there was almost no possibility of catching up.

Now Wen Mian still says that her teammate is lame, so what are they? Are they paralyzed?

If you are physically disabled and determined to play basketball, no one will say something great after hearing it.

Wen Mian gritted his teeth, he really wanted to explain that he didn't cry because of the trivial matter of him kissing Gu Zhiyuan.

Damn, who would cry about this kind of thing, but it would be too shameful for him to tell the real reason. Under the choice between the two, Wen Mian began to give up on himself: "I watched a movie yesterday, which made me cry a little. Stop thinking about it."

Everyone cast their gazes over, and there was such a line of words written in their gazes: I don't believe it.

Wen Mian: "..." He himself didn't believe it.

But what Wen Mian says is an explanation, it's one thing for everyone to believe it or not, but it's another thing to be able to live with it on the surface.

Wen Mian herself wanted to expose this matter, how could they not cooperate.

Cooperate, must cooperate.

So the group of guys began to smirk with their poor acting skills, and Ding Xiangming took up the conversation unnaturally: "Hahaha, Brother Mian, how old are you, you still cry while watching movies."

This is a great line to read which sitcom.Wen Mian complained expressionlessly.

The opponent looked at the members of the seventh class opposite in horror, why did they start laughing like they would in horror movies after their legs were crippled.

No matter what other people think, Wen Mian felt that this incident was temporarily overturned. He picked up the basketball on the ground, but Gu Zhiyuan suddenly said: "What movie?"

"..."

Standing behind Wen Mian, Jiang Lin frantically looked at Gu Zhiyuan.

Can read the face, can read the atmosphere, ask a question.

Wen Mian blurted out: ""The Great Showdown in Time and Space"."

This sentence is not a lie, because he did watch the movie version of Ultraman with Gu Xiaoyuan yesterday.

"What's that?" Gu Zhiyuan's two eyebrows were slowly knit together, he had never heard of it.

"Don't you all know about this? Ultraman theatrical version, the super time-space confrontation between Tijia, Dyna, and Gaia Ultraman." Liao Xingyu, the power forward of the opposing team, answered Wenmian very caringly and friendly.

He is an Ultraman fan, and he doesn't hide it. He doesn't think this thing is childish at all. The whole class knows that he likes Ultraman. Unexpectedly, Wen Mian also likes it, and he even said it in public.

This must be something that can only be done with deep love.

Liao Xingyu really wanted to go up and talk to Wen Mian, but he didn't expect Wen Mian and him to be in the same interest, such opportunities are rare.

It's a pity that before he could speak, the people in class seven moved.

"..."

"Let's play." Jiang Lin stiffly handed the basketball to Gu Zhiyuan, patted Gu Zhiyuan's arm, and warned him in silent silence not to speak any more.

When Ding Xiangming passed by Wen Mian, he hesitated for a moment, and still gently held his good brother's shoulder: "Actually, if we think about it, we can understand it, so don't get too entangled in it."

The students in the rival class found that after some mobilization, not only the matter had not been resolved, but even more gloomy!

Wen Mian, a point guard, kept stepping forward to grab points. What's even more strange was that the entire Class [-] formed a tacit tactic of feeding him the ball, even Gu Zhiyuan was no exception.

Gu Zhiyuan is a well-known lone ranger, and this time he almost became Wen Mian's little assister. After all four quarters of the game, Wen Mian was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Thanks to his strenuous exercise, the redness and swelling around his eyes disappeared a lot after the excitement.

"There is still a game today, do you want to take a break." Jiang Lin handed the water to Wen Mian.

"Yeah, yes." Wen Mian took it over, he had already given up on himself, so if you misunderstood it, just misunderstood, anyway, it wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.

Liao Xingyu kept looking this way, Wen Mian raised his head to drink water, and found that Liao Xingyu was waving wildly at him.

Another second pen came out of nowhere.Wen Mian pretended not to see it.

Liao Xingyu saw that Wenmian ignored him, and was about to go up to arrest him directly, but their squad leader grabbed him: "Crazy, we still have a match to play."

"Ah? I won't get the top two anyway, so it doesn't make any sense." Liao Xingyu said the most heart-wrenching words in the most innocent tone.

In the basketball game of No. [-] Middle School, two teams can enter the city's competition, because their basketball team's performance is not bad, which is considered a preferential treatment.

Lin Zijin was at the basketball court next door, and he walked straight towards Wen Mian: "Hey, you seem to be very angry today?"

Wen Mian bit the water bottle, drooping her eyes, and covered her head with a towel.

Ding Xiangming and the others noticed the situation here and hesitated whether to go forward, but Gu Zhiyuan had already taken the lead and walked to Wen Mian's side.

"Ah, it's a bit big." Wen Mian admitted following Lin Zijin's words.

He caught the water bottle that fell from his mouth with one hand.

"You still don't know?" Wen Mian looked at Lin Zijin pretending to be surprised.

It was the first time for Lin Zijin to have a genuinely friendly conversation with Wen Mian. He was a little confused by Wen Mian's attitude. There was no such thing in his coping mechanism, so he could only ask back stupidly: "What?"

"The results of the monthly exam are said to be released tomorrow, but in fact the head teacher will show us tonight's evening self-study." Wen Mian said innocently, "It will be shown on the big screen, the results of each subject, the ranking of each subject, There are also the city's rankings and the city's scores, all of which will be there." Wen Mian shook her finger.

"..."

Gu Zhiyuan's eyes moved away from Wen Mian and fell on Lin Zijin.

Lin Zijin was already stunned.

There were bursts of screams among the students who came to watch the game, mixed with "ah, no!", "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I don't want to know about this at all!", "I'm going to die, I'm going to die. " sighed one after another.

"Hey, when I think about this, I can't even play well." Wen Mian covered her face, as if she was really nervous about the results that would come out at night.

As we all know, Lin Zijin is a scumbag.

As we all know, Wen Mian is a top student.

Wen Mian said that she was very worried, very worried, but she said that she was very worried from the mouth of a schoolmaster who had never missed a shot. Can it be taken seriously? Can it really be so simple and only look at the superficial meaning.

Xueba's "very worried" is clearly completed: Oh, I'm so worried that I did too well in the exam this time, and I will hurt other poor students.

At least that's what the meaning was interpreted in the ears of the scumbags.

Lin Zijin's face turned blue and white.

Even the most arrogant gangster, as long as he is a student, he still cares about grades.

It doesn't matter what high school you go to, just graduate from junior high school and become a gangster. After all, high school is not within the scope of compulsory education. No one is forcing you to go to school. You say you don't care, but you actually remember it in your heart.

The result is Lin Zijin's unspeakable pain.

Lin Zijin's mouth opened and closed again.

Originally thought that Wen Mian could say something earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, but he didn't expect his language to be so simple and his worries to be so down-to-earth.

But it happened to poke his heart like this.

"The competition is about to start soon. Our class [-]'s next opponent will not be your class [-]. Are you still going back?" Wen Mian looked at Lin Zijin with a smile, and there was still the pain of Xizi holding his heart just now.

"We will definitely be No.1 in the campus competition!" Lin Zijin raised his momentum and dropped a cruel sentence.

"It would be great if I could get the first place in the city in the college entrance examination." Wen Mian stopped looking at Lin Zijin, he prayed to himself, Lin Zijin almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

After sending away Lin Zijin who was humiliated after failing to make a fuss, Wen Mian turned to look at Gu Zhiyuan: "Why, are you here to protect me?" Running so fast, he was afraid that he would be beaten by Lin Zijin.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll cry again, so I'm here to protect you." Gu Zhiyuan still had a little conscience, and lowered his voice to make sure the onlookers couldn't hear it.

Wen Mian's face froze for a moment before the smile faded away.

Depend on.

Wen Mian stared fixedly at Gu Zhiyuan's face.

What went wrong here? It was obvious that not long ago, Gu Zhiyuan was still a speechless person. How come he has become so eloquent in the past two days, and he is the only person and target who can speak eloquently every time.

What should he do to let Gu Zhiyuan know that it is extremely immoral to change the character setting midway.

"Get lost." Wen Mian could only choke out this word.

Wen Mian watched Gu Zhiyuan leave, looked at his back, Wen Mian forcibly saw a bit of complacency.

He clenched the mineral water bottle in his hand.

There are two games to be played today, and there is only half an hour of rest in between. Everyone is a student and has no formal training. The second game is like swimming, and sweat is everywhere.

Except class seven.

In the first match of class [-], except for Wen Mian, almost all members paddled, so now they are still alive and well in the second match. Jiang Lin even tried to keep only Gu Zhiyuan on the field, and the rest of the official players were in the second quarter. Replace them all with substitutes.

This place became Gu Zhiyuan's stage alone.

"I don't think I can be partial. The first round is for you to show off your skills, and the second round is for Gu Zhiyuan." Jiang Lin ran up to Wen Mian, showing off his fairness to him.

"How could you put yourself in the position of passerby A so consciously." Wen Mian smacked her lips.

Jiang Lin: "..."

"You're in a better mood." Jiang Lin sat beside him, acting like a caring big brother.

"What's your birthday?" Wen Mian asked suddenly.

"July [-]th." Jiang Lin blurted out.

"Oh, I'm January NO.19." Wen Mian nodded.

Jiang Lin: "..."

"Everything will be fine." Jiang Lin said suddenly.

"If you can't speak, donate your mouth to those in need."

Liao Xingyu was also replaced due to physical problems. He excitedly ran to Wen Mian and sat beside him familiarly: "Which Ultraman do you like the most?"

Wen Mian: "..." How can his image and personality be destroyed.

"I haven't watched it much, I just watched it with my children yesterday." Wen Mian emphasized, trying to pick up his broken image.

"Then why don't you watch it?" Liao Xingyu didn't care.

"Do you think "The War of Time and Space" is good?" Liao Xingyu chased after the victory.

Wen Mian gritted her teeth, is it because he has such a good temper recently, why are there so many people talking to themselves around him.

"It's not pretty." Wen Mian said in the most indifferent tone.

Jiang Lin couldn't help covering his face, Wen Mian's tone was too childish.

"Oh, that's it." Liao Xingyu was visibly depressed. He felt that there should be many high school students who still like Ultraman, but everyone is unwilling to reveal this childish-sounding interest.

I thought I'd found a bosom friend, but I didn't expect that he didn't like it at all.

Wen Mian looked at the gloomy Liao Xingyu, and twitched the corners of his mouth, did he suffer so much? Should he make up for it: "It..."

"Hey, have you finished your rest? Do you have the strength to play in the third quarter?" Gu Zhiyuan took two steps forward and kicked Wen Mian's shoes.

"Speak well and don't move your hands." Wen Mian gave him his mineral water bottle.

"Yes, what's the matter, can't it work without me?" Wen Mian looked at Gu Zhiyuan with a half-smile.

"Barely count, they are too bad."

In the rare last game, the substitutes who came down to drink water glared.

Even if it's true, it's a bit too heart-wrenching, isn't there a milder way to say it?

Wen Mian stood up: "Okay, let's go."

After Wen Mian walked away, Ding Xiangming came over tremblingly, he was the one who was replaced by Wen Mian.

He curled up beside Jiang Lin, considering his tone: "Actually, these things haven't happened before. I don't think so, and I don't think in this direction."

Ding Xiangming's Chinese performance is likely to be greatly improved. His speech is becoming more and more fluent, and he can understand the deep meaning of his words without speaking the vernacular.

"But now things have happened, and it's hard to get over the water...Isn't it, it's such an idiom, I'm not using it wrong." Ding Xiangming doubted himself for a second, "I see the problem from a different angle."

Ding Xiangming turned his head excitedly and grabbed Jiang Lin's collar: "This world has become strange!"

Jiang Lin didn't push Ding Xiangming's hand away, he nodded in pain.

Yes, it was quite normal for them not to consider the relationship between Wen Mian and Gu Zhiyuan from this strange direction before.

Now that the two of them have such an intimate interaction, Wen Mian even cried, which made the little friends have to wear a layer of filters, causing their every move and every word to look very strange to them .

"What are you talking about?" Liao Xingyu was completely out of the situation.

"It's nothing, the guys from Class [-] hurry back to play, your captain is already cutting your neck." Ding Xiangming was impatient.

Liao Xingyu was greatly shocked. He really saw the captain wipe his neck at him.

"No, it's just that I ran away to talk to my competitor. Is it necessary for him to want to commit suicide?" Liao Xingyu shook his head and returned to his team.

Ding Xiangming and Jiang Lin: "..." You are the one with the problem, they don't want to commit suicide, they just want to kill you.

In this world, there are indeed many magical guys.

The opponent in the second game was Class [-], and everyone was exhausted. In order to deal with Gu Zhiyuan's stormy attack, the starting team members endured the trembling of their legs and finished the first two quarters, barely breaking the score. controlled within ten.

Their physical strength has reached the limit, and if they don't go down to rest, they have reason to suspect that they will confess here today.

however.

They looked at the lively Wen Mian who came on the stage. If they go down now and replace them with a substitute, what's the point of their persistence for two quarters?

The people in the second class gritted their teeth and persisted for a quarter. They were completely exhausted and were no match for Gu Zhiyuan and Wen Mian. These two people cooperated smoothly on the field, and the people outside the field would doubt it for a moment and stayed on the field. The students in the second class are not opponents, but teammates, and there is no threat at all.

Soon the people in the second class knew what it means for them to stick to the two bars.

It is to keep the decency of clinging to the score to myself, and to leave the shame of being powerless to pull the score away to the substitutes.

The starters of the second class left the field gracefully, leaving only the shivering little substitutes, and even they couldn't make up five substitutes, and the five starters couldn't move anymore, so they randomly grabbed two strong men from the crowd and gave them to Wen Mian and Gu Zhiyuan had a blast.

After the two games were over, Wen Mian couldn't stand anymore, he just wanted to call Ding Xiangming to rescue him, but Gu Zhiyuan stepped forward and put his shoulders on him.

Wen Mian was dragged by Gu Zhiyuan to the side of the seat, Jiang Lin and Ding Xiangming very consciously gave way to him.

"What time is it?" Wen Mian asked.

"It's almost five o'clock." Ding Xiangming was not very happy when he said this.

What kind of killing schedule is this? I just finished two games that consumed a lot of energy and strength, and I'm about to go to evening self-study.

Is all this really reasonable?

"You can go to the classroom later today at six o'clock." Jiang Lin just received a message from the head teacher, and forwarded the message to the class group by the way.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Qi Wenbo stepped forward, he had almost rested and recovered his strength, but now he was very hungry.

"Or go out to eat?" Jiang Lin asked for everyone's opinions.

"I can't walk anymore, why don't you bring me two hamburgers, I want to go back to the classroom and sleep for a while." Wen Mian was the hardest worker today, and it's not too small to last for so long without fainting The miracle was.

There was another reason he was embarrassed to say.

After he cried last night, his eyes were swollen, and when his eyes were swollen, he would feel sleepy. He was already tired due to irresistible factors, and now he was so tired that he could barely open his eyes.

He wants to go back to the classroom for a while.

"Okay." Ding Xiangming nodded.

"What about you?" Jiang Lin looked at Gu Zhiyuan.

Although Gu Zhiyuan has gotten acquainted with them recently, he will not fall behind and follow them in activities, but he has always done things by himself, and he can be regarded as a person on the edge.

When Jiang Lin asked this, he was still a little uneasy, and felt a little weird.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Wen Mian and Gu Zhiyuan was so bad before, everyone always felt that the two of them were either choking each other or fighting, that was always the impression.

But looking back now, the link that connects Gu Zhiyuan with them is actually Wen Mian.

Jiang Lin couldn't imagine how they would get along with Gu Zhiyuan, how they would have dinner with Gu Zhiyuan without Wen Mian.

Jiang Lin: "..." This is a terrible discovery.

"Bring two hamburgers too. This guy has played two full games, does he still have the energy to eat? Don't go out, he won't come back." Wen Mian said.

Gu Zhiyuan didn't shirk.

Take a look!

Jiang Lin screamed in his heart.

What he said was absolutely right, Wen Mian was the link between Gu Zhiyuan and them, he couldn't imagine these words coming out of Gu Zhiyuan's mouth, but he could accept them coming out of Wen Mian's mouth very well.

It's really going to be broken, this world.

"Okay, you guys go to buy food, we're going up." Wen Mian stretched out his hand to Gu Zhiyuan, Gu Zhiyuan hesitated for a second, held it up, and pulled him up.

Wen Mian leaned on Gu Zhiyuan, relying on the strength of his body.

"Let's go." Wen Mian yawned.

"Wait, your schoolbags!" Ding Xiangming put both of their things into the schoolbags and helped them lift them up.

Wen Mian didn't do anything, Gu Zhiyuan took the two schoolbags together, and carried them on his back, leaving behind all his teammates.

"What kind of relationship do they have now...?" Senior organized his words.

"Classmates, teammates, tablemates!" Ding Xiangming repeated the relationship between the two of them.

"Okay, okay, let's go buy hamburgers, bah, let's go eat first, do you want to eat anything?" Jiang Lin waved his hand, forget about those two people, the world is big, they eat the most.

Both Wen Mian and Gu Zhiyuan were sweating all over. It should have been steaming, but now that the wind blows, the sweat evaporated and took away a lot of heat, leaving only a coolness on their skin.

There was still a towel on Wen Mian's head, Gu Zhiyuan originally thought he would smell a sour smell of sweat, but he didn't expect that what filled his nostrils was the smell of clean shampoo.

Very light, very shallow.

"Okay, I'll climb by myself." Wen Mian stepped back a little when he reached the stairs, pulling himself away from Gu Zhiyuan.

He crawled very slowly today, Wen Mian had reason to doubt: "Will my muscles be sore tomorrow?"

"No, yes, yes." Gu Zhiyuan actually answered him seriously.

Wen Mian's eyebrows twitched.

Looking back, it wasn't a big deal at all, he was so excited, now that he's healed, he has to bear the unbearable weight of life again.

My muscles are sore, and I have to climb four floors. It seems that I can't go to lunch by myself tomorrow, so I have to let Ding Xiangming bring one.

At this time, there were not many people in the teaching building.

There was a school where students were not interested in the competition and would not arrive at school until almost six o'clock, but all those who came to watch the competition had gone to eat, and the corridors were clean, except for the two of them, not even a bug.

Wen Mian walked in front, he glanced down, and he could see Gu Zhiyuan's head.

I don't know what Gu Xiaoyuan is doing now.

As soon as Wen Mian entered the classroom, he lay down on the table, unable to lift his head, he let out a long sigh.

"Are you hungry?" Gu Zhiyuan asked.

"It's okay, I'm a little hungry." Wen Mian's fatigue has not disappeared yet, so his appetite has not come up.

"Drink some milk." Gu Zhiyuan handed him a bottle of milk with a straw inserted in it.

Wen Mian was flattered, never thought that Gu Zhiyuan would hand him milk one day, when he took it, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked into his schoolbag.

Sure enough, it was his milk.

Wen Mian stared at Gu Zhiyuan while biting the straw.

"If you want to drink, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Surprisingly, Gu Zhiyuan didn't stab him.

But that answer was worse than stabbing him.

"No, I have it at home." Wen Mian lay down again, sucking and letting go.

The sky outside looked very boring, Wen Mian turned her head and looked at Gu Zhiyuan.

Gu Zhiyuan is tidying up the desktop.

In the third year of senior high school, besides the necessary textbooks, there are various homework books, extra-curricular tutorial books, notebooks, and stacks of test papers, all over the sky. As long as there are two or three days of unreading, the desk will be covered with this pile of things. crowded.

Gu Zhiyuan's method of organizing is simple and rude. He stuffed all the test papers into the belly of the table, and put the ones that couldn't fit at his feet.

"Wait." Wen Mian let go of the straw temporarily.

"Isn't physics sending out two documents, you keep the first one, the second one and the third one, and just throw away the rest." Wen Mian commanded.

Gu Zhiyuan's hand stopped, but he followed Wen Mian's advice.

"Throw away those homework books when they are full. There are all the question types on the test paper." Wen Mian lay on the table and instructed him to sort out the test papers.

For a moment, only Wen Mian's voice and Gu Zhiyuan's rustling of papers were left in the classroom.

It's really September and autumn is here.

But it was only after five o'clock, and the classroom was already full of red clouds. Wen Mian looked at the beam of light coming in from this angle, and could still see fine dust floating in the beam.

The last beam of light hit Gu Zhiyuan's face.

Wen Mian narrowed her eyes.

The way he was sorting out the test papers carefully, for some reason, Wen Mian suddenly thought of Gu Xiaoyuan's appearance when he was seriously peeling potatoes.

It's all the same, brows are slightly furrowed, eyes are calm, upper and lower lips are unconsciously moved together, the range of movements is not too large, but they are working mechanically.

Wen Mian laughed twice.

Gu Zhiyuan stopped working, and he looked at Wen Mian.

"Go and turn on the light, it's getting dark." Wen Mian restrained her smile.

They didn't turn on the lights when they came in. Now it's dark, and the classroom is slowly getting dark.

Gu Zhiyuan stood up, walked through most of the classroom, walked to the door, and pressed the light switch.

Wen Mian watched the fluorescent lamps come on one by one, and Gu Zhiyuan also returned to his seat.

"You..." Gu Zhiyuan wanted to talk to Wen Mian, but when he looked at Wen Mian, he found that he had closed his eyes, breathing shallowly, and fell asleep.

Gu Zhiyuan subconsciously glanced at the light switch at the door of the classroom.

It was the distance, and he did just turn on the light, and came back without doing anything else.

In such a short time, Wen Mian had already fallen asleep.

It should be said that he was really too tired, and he fell asleep too fast.

Gu Zhiyuan sat down, and originally wanted to put Wen Mian's school uniform on him, but finally found that Wen Mian's school uniform was stuck on his own chair, and now he just pulled it out, which would definitely wake Wen Mian up.

He took out his own and put it on Wen Mian's body. Wen Mian shrank her neck and fell asleep more deeply.

Wen Mian was woken up by the sound of talking, he rubbed his eyes, staring blankly at the sky outside.

It's all black.

He remembered that it was still bright when he was sleeping, at least not so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

Wen Mian's brain froze for a moment.

How long has he been asleep.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was 55:10, and he had slept for four or ten minutes at most.

Wen Mian breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought he had slept until the next day.

"Boss, Gu Zhiyuan, your hamburger!" Ding Xiangming delivered the hamburger to their table, along with two boxes of cakes.

"One for each person." Ding Xiangming put down two boxes of delicate cakes.

Gu Zhiyuan wanted to say no, Wen Mian picked up the mango flavored one by himself: "Don't you want to eat it, don't you like strawberry flavored cake the most, or you changed the flavor."

Of course, Wen Mian was talking about Gu Xiaoyuan's taste.

Children just like to eat sweets, Gu Xiaoyuan is simply a strawberry cake lover, he will eat one every two days.

One a day is not stressful, but Wen Mian disagrees, one every two days is already the limit, a child who eats so much should have tooth decay.

Gu Zhiyuan: "..."

"I……"

"Eat it, don't disappoint others' kindness." Wen Mian pushed the strawberry cake in front of Gu Zhiyuan.

"That's right, that's right, I bought it for you two heroes, only you two can have it." Ding Xiangming chimed in.

They thought outside that the two of them had spent so much effort, and it would be a bit too miserable to eat only hamburgers in the end, so Ding Xiangming made his own idea and bought two small cakes with a huge sum of money.

Gu Zhiyuan was silent for two seconds, then opened the package, cut off a piece with a spoon, and put it in his mouth.

The taste is indeed not bad, and it is also his favorite strawberry flavor, but how did Wen Mian know that he likes strawberry flavor?

He turned his head to look at Wen Mian, and found that Wen Mian had unwrapped the hamburger and was eating a hamburger.

Gu Zhiyuan suddenly felt deceived: "Why don't you eat cake?"

"I don't like it, let's talk about it later." Wen Mian stuffed his mouth full with hamburgers, and he said it with confidence.

"Then why do you want me to eat?" Gu Zhiyuan couldn't understand anymore.

How dare you let him eat something you don't even eat yourself.

"Don't you like to eat?" Wen Mian also answered very seriously.

With such a simple reason, Gu Zhiyuan actually asked why, did he have a hundred thousand whys?

Gu Zhiyuan: "..."

Gu Zhiyuan continued to eat the cake angrily.

Ding Xiangming observed for a while, and secretly sent Jiang Lin a WeChat message.

Licht: Seeing that our brother Mian is not at all inferior to Gu Zhiyuan, and Gu Zhiyuan can only look deflated, I am completely relieved.

Jiang Lin: "..." Don't worry, what are you thinking about.

No matter how many guesses there are, they are just guesses and delusions. How can we directly apply things that haven't happened to reality.

And today Gu Zhiyuan didn't succeed in choking and hearing sleep, so he can't be completely relieved.stop-

Wen Mian ate a hamburger in one go, and drank half a bottle of water. He ate the second hamburger very slowly, not because he was full, but because he didn't feel too hungry, so he didn't have to rush to finish it.

Gu Zhiyuan ate a strawberry cake and two hamburgers. After eating so much, even Gu Zhiyuan could only show dead fish eyes.

The two of them were not too slow to eat, and they finally finished eating before six o'clock.

Wen Mian wiped his mouth meticulously, until Lu Hongguang appeared at the door, his face was livid, and he stared at Wen Mian intently.

"Wen Mian, come out for a while." Lu Hongguang thought of the report card he saw today and the eyes of the people around him, and his blood surged immediately.

Not surprisingly, Wen Mian put down the tissue, he stood up slowly, and walked towards Lu Hongguang.

"What's the matter, why is Lu Hongguang's expression so scary?" Ding Xiangming hurriedly asked Jiang Lin after both of them left the classroom.

"How do I know?" Jiang Lin clenched his fists.

It seems that Wen Mian is not surprised, he already knew?

But what can happen.

"Do you know?" Jiang Lin boldly asked Gu Zhiyuan.

Gu Zhiyuan curled his mouth: "I don't know."

Although I don't know, I can vaguely guess something.