Was attacked by a crying bag bamboo horse

He Xinjian raised his eyes and looked at the boy who was half a head taller than himself in front of him, and couldn't believe what he just heard: "Have you thought about it?"

Qiao Yixi was calm and gentle as usual: "Yes, I have made up my mind. I want to take the college entrance examination with everyone."

"Your mother also agreed?" He Xinjian asked again.

Joe West nodded.

"That's fine, the teacher supports you too." He Xinjian patted Qiao Yixi's shoulder and sighed slightly, "There is still half a month left before the final, if you change your mind during this period, you can come and tell me."

Qiao Yixi nodded his thanks.

He Xinjian bent down and took out a bundle of things from the corner and handed it to Qiao Yixi: "You will take this when you get back to work."

It looked like a few books wrapped in yellow kraft paper and tightly bound together with a gift ribbon. Qiao Yixi took it, quite heavy, and asked, "Is this a book?"

"Yes." He Xinjian smiled, "Give us the prize for No.1 Jian Luobei, please bring it to him."

Could this really be a five-three set?On the way back to Class [-], Qiao Yixi thought while holding the bundle of books.

The first evening self-study at the end of the National Day school is urgent and frightening for some students.

The homework that was circulated to each other in the class was flying all over the sky, and the white papers were being scrambled for. Even Jian Luobei, whose handwriting was unrecognizable by ordinary people, became a favorite.

Although the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, Zhang Wenzhe groaned and began to taunt again after they battled in the group for a week: "Someone even reads your idiot characters. I'm not afraid that 5 will be written as 3, and the root of [-] will be copied as π."

"Dog crawling?" Jian Luobei turned around and pulled out his own English test paper from Zhang Wenzhe's hand, "Then don't check the answers with me, lest you get dizzy and see D as B, and A as C, and return it later. It's up to me."

When it's over, the taunt comes as soon as he opens his mouth, forgetting that he is still holding the test paper!

"...If you don't watch it, don't watch it!" Zhang Wenzhe blushed, "I'll watch Brother Qiao when he comes back!"

As soon as the words were finished, the room suddenly fell silent, and those copying the test papers also stopped in an instant. Everyone stared at the door of the class, and then a slender and slender figure walked over.

"It's the school girl, I was so scared to death, I thought Lao He was here!" Xie Fei covered his heart, heaved a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and continued to frantically make up homework.

"Lao He will definitely not come to this class. He knows what everyone is going to do." Xie Fei didn't notice, but Zhang Wenzhe saw it, looked at the things in Qiao Yixi's arms and wondered, "What is Qiao Yixi holding?" ? Is it some kind of safety manual?"

Xie Fei looked up, and frowned: "It doesn't look like it, I think it's a test paper, with this thickness, at least five sets!"

Because Qiao Yixi came in with a bundle of books, the students in the class were not in a hurry to do their homework for a while, they all raised their heads and stared at him intently, and then watched him put the bundle of books on Jian Luobei's desk.

Jian Luobei looked at Qiao Yixi in bewilderment: "...what is this?"

"Lao He's mysterious prize." Qiao Yixi's lips curled up into a smile, "Do you want to open it and see what it is?"

"...I always think it's not a good thing." Although muttering, Jian Luobei untied the bow and opened the kraft paper.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the public, he stripped out six neat and different thicknesses of five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulations.

Jian Luobei: "..."

The classroom was quiet for two seconds, and then earth-shattering laughter broke out.

Zhang Wenzhe and Xie Fei laughed so hard that they covered their stomachs and fell to the ground.

Zhang Wenzhe: "Hahahahahahahaha haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​to death, Jian Luobei, you poisoned, please ask yourself?"

Jian Luobei: "..."

I will endure.

Sure enough, it was a set of Five Three. The person who received it was about to explode. Qiao Yixi suppressed his smile, coughed and reminded: "There are still things below, why don't you take a look?"

Jian Luobei: "?"

Could it be that there is something good under the pressure?Jian Luobei, with the slightest fantasy of being able to avenge his shame, took aside the above few five-three books, and then...

"Practice the copybook?" Zhang Wenzhe stretched his neck to look over, and then fell back on his seat with a smile, "Hahahahahahahahahaha, help, my stomach hurts from laughing."

"It seems that Lao He carefully selected this copybook for you!" Xie Fei also came to add fuel to the fire, covering his mouth and trying to suppress a smile.

Jian Luobei: "..."

smile.

"That really cost Lao He a lot."

Jian Luobei said these words as if gnashing his teeth, not only his cheeks were red and bulging, but also a pair of piercing eyes stared at the person who brought these things to him without blinking.

Qiao Yixi was so stared at by him that his head was lightly scratched by a feather. It was hot and itchy. He reached out to touch his burning ears, and then turned his face away.

At this time, there was a scolding from Class [-] next door, it was the always strict grade teacher patrolling!

Everyone in Class [-] was as quiet as a chicken in an instant, and no one dared to laugh at Jian Luobei anymore.

A class passed quickly, and as soon as the bell rang, a group of people gathered around, saying that they wanted to see the Wusan that Lao He bought.

What's so good about this?

Jian Luobei went with them, and then went to the toilet alone in a depressed mood. When he came back, almost all the spectators had dispersed, but Zhang Wenzhe and Xie Fei were still occupying his seat, surrounded by Qiao Xixi, The three seemed to be talking about something.

Jian Luobei approached, and vaguely heard them say the word "tie bar".

? !

Could it be that he and Qiao Xixi's posts were discovered by them? !

Jian Luobei couldn't calm down anymore, and hurriedly strode forward to interrupt: "What are you talking about?"

"We're talking about the fact that the grade director confiscated a student's mobile phone from Class Nine." Zhang Wenzhe, who is in the class, is very popular and loves to gossip. When he saw Jian Luobei came back, he dragged him and told him again, " Just in the last class, the grade director yelled, guess what, it turned out that he found out that girl was playing with her mobile phone, no wonder she was so angry."

"Oh..." Jian Luobei breathed a sigh of relief seeing that a few people didn't seem to have found the post, "And then? What are you posting?"

"It was the girl who was shopping at the post bar when she was discovered! Others were serious about making up their homework, and she not only looked at it seriously, but also laughed out loud from time to time, and that's why she was caught." Zhang Wenzhe shrugged, "It is said that the shopping Or is it our school’s post bar? This is the first time I know that our No. [-] Middle School actually has a post bar.”

Xie Fei also expressed his novelty: "Really? It's the first time I know. I'll check it out online when I get home from school."

Jian Luobei: "!"

Jian Luobei almost choked on his own saliva, quickly grabbed Xie Fei, and blurted out: "There is nothing interesting in the post bar, don't go and see it!"

Xie Fei: "?"

Realizing that his abnormal reaction may arouse others' suspicion, especially when he looked up and saw Qiao Yixi tilting his head, looking at him with doubts in his pretty eyes, Jian Luobei's face turned red.

He let go of Xie Fei's hand, rubbed his nose and moved his face away: "There is nothing in Yizhong Tieba, it's so boring... Besides, no one who is serious will play Tieba."

Xie Fei was taken aback by what he said: "Ah? Is that so..."

"Yes, that's it!" Jian Luobei pulled Zhang Wenzhe and Xie Fei aside, "It's almost time for class, go back to your own seats, you like me so much? Do you surround me all day?"

Zhang Wenzhe/Xie Fei: "?"

Zhang Wenzhe scolded directly: "I like you? Jian Luobei, don't be shameless!"

Jian Luobei rolled his eyes, snorted and sat back on his bench. When he turned around, he saw Qiao Yixi looking at him with a smile on his lips, but the rascal words in his head came out: "What are you looking at? Don't you think so?" like me?"

"..."

The moment this sentence was finished, even the air seemed to be quiet. Qiao Yixi's pupils shrank, and the smile froze on his face.

Jian Luobei was also stunned by what he said, and stared at Qiao Yixi for two seconds, then lowered his head, with nowhere to put his hands, and simply reached into the pocket of the table to take something out.

Don't care what it is, come out first to let him ease the embarrassment!

Then, Qiao Yixi saw Jian Luobei take out the copybook that Lao He had rewarded, which he disliked very much, and began to write seriously, not daring to raise his head to look at him the whole time.

Qiao Yixi pursed her lips, turned around, with a slightly bent back, as if she was relieved, but also seemed to be full of loneliness that could not be expressed.

Soon the class bell rang, and the surroundings were quiet again. After writing more than half of the copybook, Jian Luobei realized what he was doing, and threw the pen irritably.

No, why is he embarrassed?

……

This class is very quiet, even though there is still no teacher coming.

After school, Jian Luobei quickly packed up his things, sat on the seat and waited for Qiao Yixi, who was packing up slowly as usual, and only sat up when he saw that he was carrying a schoolbag.

The two went downstairs one after the other, the corridor was crowded, Jian Luobei was squeezed so close to Qiao Yixi that he was able to laugh twice and speak: "There are so many people, haha."

Qiao Yixi only gave a faint "hmm".

Jian Luobei pursed her mouth and began to discuss.

Why are you being petty again?

After going downstairs, before taking two steps, Qin Ziyi, who had been waiting for a long time, walked over against the flow of people with his yellow hair tossing.

When I got closer, I found that she was holding a small box in her hand: "Joe West!"

She handed the small box to Qiao Yixi: "This is a gadget I bought when I went out to play on National Day. It's quite meaningful. I'll give it to you!"

Qiao Yixi frowned slightly, but didn't take it for a long time.

It was obvious that he didn't want it, but in this public place, passers-by were watching, and Qiao Yixi was still thinking about how to word her rejection, so as not to embarrass both parties.

"Oh, just take it!" Qin Ziyi couldn't wait any longer, and directly stuffed the small box into Qiao Yixi's arms. Seeing that Qiao Yixi subconsciously took it, she ran away with a smile.

Qiao Yixi looked at the things in his hands, whether to keep them or throw them away.

"Tsk, leave it to me."

Jian Luobei took the hot potato, walked to the front not far away, stared at the people on this side in groups of three or four, and threw the things in their hands into their arms on the other side.

"Fuck!" Wei Pengtao cursed, and then hurried to pick it up.

Jian Luobei clapped his hands, looked back at Qiao Yixi, and blinked: "It's just fine."

In the crowd, when Wei Pengtao saw the two of them, especially Qiao Yixi, he became furious: "Jian Luobei, who do you think you are? What are you pretending to be here?"

Jian Luobei turned his head and sneered: "What are you talking about? I think your eyeballs are about to pop out, as if you have robbed you. Wouldn't it be just right to give it to you now? Why are you still scolding me if you don't thank me? "

"I thank your grandma for your leg. What kind of green onion are you? I don't need you to give me anything I want!" Wei Pengtao's face was livid with anger, and he wanted to strike at the slightest disagreement. What's the point!"

Our classmate Jian is not the one who is afraid of getting into trouble. We saw the edge of running away, but we were held by a cool hand.