Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Tall camphor trees stand on both sides of the road, and the cool air is filled with a unique fragrance, which is refreshing.But the pedestrians who passed by in a hurry were either in a hurry to go to school or go to work, and no one stopped for a second for this fragrance.

After parking the electric car in the school carport, He Xiran didn't care about the car keys, jumped out of the car and left in a huff. Wen Xiaoyu looked at his walking posture, how awkward he looked.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Wen Xiaoyu walked slowly behind with the key in hand.

In fact, He Xiran didn't walk fast, but his posture was more like going to bomb the school. After Wen Xiaoyu said that, his pace slowed down, but he just stuck his neck and didn't want to turn back.

"Wen Xiaoyu, good morning." Lin Ningxin trotted over from across the road, and greeted Wen Xiaoyu with a smile.

"Good morning." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"Did your brother eat that box of biscuits?" Lin Ning brushed her hair up, and walked into the school side by side with him.

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before remembering the box of biscuits thrown by He Xiran out of the car window, feeling a little embarrassed: "Last night... I didn't have time to let him eat it."

He glanced forward, and saw that He Xiran had stopped, and turned his head to look at him.

"If he finds it delicious, I can make it for him." Lin Ningxin said.

Wen Xiaoyu looked away from He Xiran and said, "Thank you, I won't trouble you."

"It's really not troublesome. I often make food for my friends." Lin Ningxin said with a smile, and when she met her classmates, she waved to Wen Xiaoyu and left.

The female classmate asked Lin Ningxin in a low voice, "Is that him?"

"Hush..." Lin Ning pulled her away quickly with red ears.

Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, walked to He Xiran and handed him the car keys.

He Xiran didn't answer, just looked at him and said, "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Good guy, Wen Xiaoyu thought, it was a box of biscuits just now, and here comes an electric car.

"I don't want it." Wen Xiaoyu said, "Put it away by yourself."

He Xiran stared at him: "If you don't want it, you have to!"

Wen Xiaoyu's eyes half-downcast, falling on He Xiran's face, this electric car is much more domineering than biscuits.

"Okay." He put the key in his pocket.

The classroom seems to be more lively than before. Is this the adolescent boy? Wen Xiaoyu sighed in his heart. He is really different from the social animals. He is so energetic on Monday morning.

"Brother Wen, Brother Wen, I went to see your show on Saturday." Fatty was rarely eating, and looked at Wen Xiaoyu with bright eyes and said, "You two are so awesome, no wonder I can't enter the show Team."

"Hey! Brother Wen, you are finally here." Gao Le ran back from the other students and said, "I would have known that I would not go to play on Saturday. Who knew you would perform so well, and I missed it for nothing."

"How do you know the acting is good if you haven't watched it?" Wen Xiaoyu asked.

"I watched the video! Your performance went crazy on Post Bar and Weibo." Gao Le shook his phone.

"That's right, Brother Wen, a lot of people are asking for your information in the comments." Gao Le said with a few boys who followed behind him.

Wen Xiaoyu didn't know who called the name "Brother Wen" first. He didn't communicate much with other students before, and only heard Xiaopang call him that.Those who greeted him along the way just now and the classmates who came to talk to him now called him that, and even Gao Le, the monitor, called him that.

Wen Xiaoyu sighed, pointed to He Xiran and said, "There should be more people who want his information."

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward for a moment, just as Lao Zhao entered the class, a group of people dispersed with a haha.

Wen Xiaoyu had noticed before that He Xiran didn't seem to have any friends in class, and he didn't have a good relationship with his classmates.Without Wen Xiaoyu, he probably wouldn't be able to say a few words in a day.

But it's not surprising, with such a poor personality, except for the ashes of the original body, who would be willing to endure the bad temper of the fine young master.But thinking about the way he was crying, Wen Xiaoyu felt a little indescribable, a little bored.

Especially when he saw the back of him getting up to hand in his homework, the feeling was even stronger.

"What homework did you hand in?" After He Xiran came back, Wen Xiaoyu pretended to be casual and asked for something to say.

"English speech." He Xiran said, "English homework for the weekend."

"...What the hell?" Wen Xiaoyu was shocked for a moment, and frantically took manuscript paper from the drawer.

Because he is best at English, he usually puts his English homework at the end.Yesterday, I was planning to go home after dinner and write it, but I didn't expect to get into a fight in the end, and I was slashed with a knife. The speech and so on had already flowed away with his blood.

Fortunately, most of the class was making up homework on Monday morning, and he wasn't out of the ordinary.And before Lao Zhao came, they were still talking about drama performances, and only after Lao Zhao came, they started to make up for it, making Lao Zhao so angry that he pointed at them and cursed at them.

In the middle of the morning reading, Wen Xiaoyu finished English, Xiaopang wondered: "Brother Wen, you didn't bring your mobile phone?"

"Yeah." His mobile phone was still in Lao Zhao's place.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I'll lend you your phone, so you don't have to write blindly naked." Xiaopang pointed to his English manuscript paper.

Wen Xiaoyu said angrily: "Who told you that I wrote nonsense."

Xiaopang poked his head over and said, "I see that your writing is smooth and smooth, isn't it pinyin?"

Wen Xiaoyu: "Get lost."

Before running exercises between classes, he went to Lao Zhao to ask for leave, and asked for his mobile phone back by the way.

Lao Zhao refurbished his mobile phone inside and out, and it was exactly the same as a new one. Wen Xiaoyu felt that he might be lucky recently, so he went to buy a lottery ticket after school to try.

"We agreed, if you can't improve ten places, you have to give me the money to repair the phone." Old Zhao threatened.

Although Wen Xiaoyu felt that there should be no problem, he still asked, "How much is it to repair the phone?"

"Two thousand." Old Zhao snorted.

"You are taking advantage of the fire, I can buy a new one for two thousand." Wen Xiaoyu put the phone back in his pocket and looked down at Lao Zhao.

"Hey! What's wrong with me just robbing?!" Old Zhao straightened his back and said unreasonably, "If you have the ability, you can drop it again and return all the parts to me."

"Okay, I just need to pass the top ten, and I won't argue with you." Wen Xiaoyu waved his hand.

"Fuck you bastard!" Old Zhao reached out to slap him on the back, but was blocked by He Xiran who jumped over in the next second.

"Hey!" Old Zhao was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"I'll ask for leave too." He Xiran glanced at Wen Xiaoyu.

Old Zhao looked He Xiran up and down, and said, "Wen Xiaoyu said he was anemic and dizzy, what is your reason?"

"I..." He Xiran started to make up nonsense.

"He's short-sighted." Wen Xiaoyu found an excuse for him.

On the way back to the classroom, He Xiran followed Wen Xiaoyu closely. Whenever someone passed by, he wanted to circle Wen Xiaoyu.

The bulletin board downstairs surrounded many students. If it weren't for the urging of the running group, the entrance of the corridor would be blocked by them.

Wen Xiaoyu was also afraid of being touched by the wound, so it didn't hurt much, but it was annoying to sleep at night.Last night, I was afraid that the wound would be pressed, so I didn’t dare to sleep soundly. I either lay on my stomach or could only sleep on one side. When I woke up this morning, the right side of my body was numb.

He went to the bathroom on the first floor to smoke a cigarette. When he came out, there was no one downstairs. He Xiran was standing in front of the bulletin board looking up at something.Wen Xiaoyu walked over and saw that it was posted about Jiang You and Zhang Yiming's punishment decision.

Jiang You's disciplinary violations were relatively serious, coupled with his refusal to admit his mistakes and his bad attitude, the school gave him a punishment of detention for probation.Zhang Yiming's case was relatively minor, and he admitted his mistakes positively. The school only gave him a warning.

The victims "Wen" and "He" in the incident looked at each other in front of the bulletin board. Wen Xiaoyu asked: "He, are you satisfied? If you are not satisfied, go beat me up again."

"Wen, I don't want to fight anymore." He Xiran said.

Wen Xiaoyu nodded, turned around and walked upstairs: "Then go back and beat up the orangutan to vent your anger."

He Xiran followed behind him and said, "He is a certain orangutan."

Wen Xiaoyu: "Oh."

The mid-term exam is coming up next week, and this week is basically a review class.Many students feel that these knowledge have already been learned, so they are lazy in class.

As for Wen Xiaoyu, he was learning new knowledge. After a whole day, the stuff in his head was the sum of several weeks of knowledge, and he was so dizzy that his head was about to explode.

After school in the afternoon, he stayed in class to do his homework for a while, and He Xiran followed when he fetched water, and He Xiran followed when he went to the bathroom.After he smoked a cigarette to refresh himself, He Xiran was still washing his hands at the door.

Wen Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore, and asked him: "What do you want to do? Follower."

He Xiran was not angry: "If you didn't get hurt to protect me, who would want to be your follower."

"To protect you? Why don't I know." Wen Xiaoyu said, "I just got into a fight."

"You were also entangled by Feng Zhanpeng because you went to save me in the alley." He Xiran's voice became lower and lower, and the last half of the sentence was almost mumbled.

Wen Xiaoyu smiled and said, "You know it yourself, it's a big trouble."

He Xiran frowned: "You! I..."

"Let's leave you and me alone." Wen Xiaoyu pushed his head, "Go home, follower."

The two rode home on a small electric donkey, turned into the alley, and saw "a certain orangutan" squatting at the door of the house from a distance.

Wen Xiaoyu rode up to him and stopped, with her two long legs on the ground, she asked him impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? I'm going to see our grandma." Tong Xing held up two boxes of supplements and said confidently, "I haven't seen her old man for a long time."

"Who is with you my grandma." Wen Xiaoyu said with disgust, "Do I know you very well?"

"We grew up wearing a pair of trousers, why don't we know each other well?" The child star became more and more angry, "If it wasn't for someone who provoked discord, I would be the one laughing behind your car now!"

"Get lost! You can't fit my pants." Wen Xiaoyu glanced at his thick legs, then looked down at He Xiran's legs.

Well, I changed into a pair of loose sweatpants, no wonder it was easier to see him walking in the afternoon.