I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

The sudden sound of the siren made everyone in the boys' dormitory panic, rushing out. The corridor echoed with footsteps and kept vibrating.

Zhuang Wenyao tightly held Lu Zhiheng's hand, and dragged him to run wildly.

Because it was the time to stay in school, there were only a normal part of the students in school, and the fire exits were not under great pressure. The relevant personnel completed the escape in less than a minute, moved to the flat ground outside the dormitory, and gathered together to discuss while stepping on slippers.

Zhuang Wenyao looked for the faces of his classmates in the crowd. After counting the number of people, he realized that there was another one with him.

He turned around: "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhiheng's face was a little pale, and he was panting slightly, but his brows were stretched, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look nervous at all: "It's okay."

Zhuang Wenyao let go of his hand, but failed to separate: at some point, Lu Zhiheng had already held his hand, his palms touching each other warmly.

Zhuang Wenyao was stunned: "Should we call the police?"

Lu Zhiheng shook his head: "The supervisor should report the situation, let's go to a safe place first!"

"Okay!" Zhuang Wenyao turned around and greeted, "Students in Class 1 are following closely..."

"No need, no need!"

A boy suddenly rushed over and shouted at everyone: "I'm really sorry, the dormitory is not in danger, it was a classmate who set off the alarm by mistake! It's a false alarm, everyone go back!"

The crowd immediately booed:

"What the hell are you playing with us?"

"The alarm is still pressed randomly, is it cheap?"

Some directly yelled at the boy: "I think you pressed it?" He is a senior in the third year of high school, time is life and future, and he hates being forced to do meaningless things the most.

The boy frowned helplessly: "It's really not me, it's my classmate, I dare not come down..."

The other party has a bad temper, pointing at his nose and insisting: "Which class is it? This kind of thing should be criticized by the whole school..."

Seeing this, Zhuang Wenyao hurried up to mediate: "It's alright brother, luckily nothing happened, let's treat it as a rehearsal!"

"Practice? Practice a fuck..." The other party left cursing.

"..." Zhuang Wenyao and Lu Zhiheng looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Zhuang Wenyao quickly clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, okay, the fire drill is over, everyone performed very well! Praise! Go back to the dormitory and rest!"

The originally peaceful life in school suddenly turned into such a farce, everyone went back one after another, and there were constant discussions.

Zhang Yeran: "It's so annoying, I'm about to run out of gastropts!"

Zhang Rui: "That's right, Brother Yao said, you can't exercise vigorously after eating a full meal! It's so uncomfortable..."

Zhang Yeran: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll rub it for you..." He touched his stomach and rubbed it twice.

Zhang Rui quickly bounced off: "Don't rub Brother Ye! If you rub it, I'm going to throw up..."

Zhuang Wenyao and Lu Zhiheng tacitly slowed down their pace, and followed the crowd loosely at the end, the noisy voices gradually faded away.

Zhuang Wenyao said, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhiheng: "Huh?"

Zhuang Wenyao asked him: "You were at the door of my dormitory just now, what's the matter?"

"Oh..." In fact, he just happened to be stunned and didn't have time to leave. He didn't turn back on purpose... But it must be strange to say that?

"Isn't it necessary to prepare for the mobilization meeting? I want to know about the teaching progress of each subject in your class, sort out some phased study skills and focus points for review before the exam."

This is also true.He did have this idea, but he planned to send a WeChat message to ask him.Since he asked now, let's use it as an excuse!

Zhuang Wenyao was shocked when he heard this: "Is it so rigorous? It also needs to be tutored according to the progress of the study? It's really impossible! From the beginning, I wanted to invite you to come to our class to perform a talk show! Are you treating it as a talk show? The speech contest is ready! You are like this, I am very scared..."

Lu Zhiheng smiled: "Just treat me to dinner!"

"Please! Must please!" Zhuang Wenyao said, "The progress of each subject... I can't tell clearly in a few words, I'll go back and have a look, and send you WeChat?"

"Okay." Sure enough, this kind of thing is more suitable for sending messages.

"By the way," Zhuang Wenyao said again, "In the future, just send me a WeChat message if you have anything to do. I will reply as soon as I see it! Although our dormitory is in the same building, it is inconvenient to be separated by two floors."

Zhuang Wenyao and Lu Zhiheng are both in class 1, the dormitory number is at the front, and the location is arranged relatively inward, and there is a long way to go up the stairs.Zhuang Wenyao himself is fine, but the time of being a top student is very precious, and every step of the way is breezy, how could he have the heart to let Lu Zhiheng go this wrong way!

Lu Zhiheng smiled even more happily: "Okay!"

"That's it for now, I'm leaving?"

Lu Zhiheng looked up suddenly, and saw the Arabic numeral "3" shining brightly in the stairwell, and realized that it was time to say goodbye.

Three floors, 48 ​​steps, why is it so short!

The noon sun shone through the high glass windows on his shoulders and hair. With the light behind him, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a nice smile: "Well, have a good night's sleep."

Don't sleep at noon, crash in the afternoon.A middle school student who lives in school all year round has developed a stable biological clock. After eating at noon, he will enter a state of rest and take a short nap to recharge his energy for afternoon classes or self-study.

Now the time is almost up, and after all the tossing, the energetic young man can't help feeling lazy and tired.Lu Zhiheng's smile became softer because of the languid look on his face, and his light brown eyes could see the bottom at a glance.But the unconcealable reluctance in his eyes, in Zhuang Wenyao's eyes, is like a half-dream kitten, hazy, innocent, and pitiful, begging its master to pet it gently and lull it to sleep.

For a moment, Zhuang Wenyao was in a daze.

He didn't expect that he could enjoy such a peaceful and long time in the campus with tight schedule.

He seems to be starting to like staying in school.

……

In fact, the so-called "quiet and long" is only for a moment, because the time for reviewing before the exam always passes quickly.

When Zhuang Wenyao looked out of the window on Sunday afternoon, and his classmates returned to school one after another with their suitcases, he realized that the life in school was over.

It's so fast, it always feels faster than wasting time at home!

In a daze, someone touched his elbow, and Zhang Yeran's voice sounded beside him: "Brother Yao, let's check the homework and see if there is anything missing."

Zhuang Wenyao agreed: "Okay."

Zhang Yeran: "Language: Special practice papers for pronunciation and fonts, accumulation book, are these two?"

Zhuang Wenyao checked them one by one: "Yes."

Zhang Yeran: "Mathematics: Pre-examination mock papers, sorting out and reviewing wrong question books, gone?"

Zhuang Wenyao: "No more. Continue."

Zhang Yeran: "English: Workbooks, letter compositions, special reading papers, grammar papers, copying words..."

Zhuang Wenyao paused: "Wait a minute, what the hell is copying words? Is there any homework for this?"

"Yes! Compulsory 4 first unit bold words, 1 English and [-] Chinese, you forgot?"

Damn, I really forgot.He has been pushing this kind of copying and writing homework to the end, and he just ignored it... Now it's all right, I will continue to make up for evening self-study!

Life is not easy, Zhuang Zhuang sighed: "No, no, didn't you start learning the second compulsory course? The mid-term exam only takes the first compulsory course. Why are you in such a hurry now..."

"Next Monday, we will study tomorrow!" Zhang Yeran also complained, "You still don't know about Teacher Xia's temper? He won't give us time to review until the last day before the exam!"

"Alas..." Spread out the notebook and start copying words.

Everyone arrived one after another, and the classroom was gradually filled with noise, no longer the tranquility of the weekend.

Zhuang Wenyao deliberately cultivated his attention, turned a deaf ear to the voices around him, concentrated on copying, and practiced writing while memorizing new words.

But with the arrival of a person, the air was suddenly quiet, and a second later, shocking laughter burst out!

Zhuang Wenyao's knowledge is still inexperienced, he can't ignore this level of noise, he frowned slightly and looked up, and was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him to the point of loss of speech:

Yuan Jiawei was holding a stack of books and standing by the desk to tidy them up.Just an ordinary movement, but the point is, his head.The original haircut that was deliberately long and permed with texture was gone, replaced by a round cut, only a few millimeters in length, with a smooth scalp.Because the new hairstyle is too short and sharp, the comparison with the past is as strong and impactful as taking off the wig.

His well-played buddies burst out laughing, laughing and cracking his head.

Yuan Jiawei opened their hands impatiently: "Get out of the way!" He walked straight towards Zhuang Wenyao.

Zhang Yeran, who was at the same table, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist: "Hahaha, you're really a steel egg now! Hahahahaha..."

Li Yu next to him couldn't help but tease: "Hey, how can you blaspheme the master? Ask the master's name? Hahahahaha..."

Yuan Jiawei had already blushed with embarrassment, pretended to be calm, and gave him a blank look, ignoring no one, but said to Zhuang Wenyao: "Brother Yao, can you lend me your physics notebook? I have a model that I don't understand very well. Look at your thoughts..."

Zhuang Wenyao was too shocked to speak, and then mechanically replied: "Which model?"

Yuan Jiawei poked his neck and said, "Just the one on the weekend homework, the one where the wooden block slides up from the bottom of the slope, I can't figure it out from the force analysis..."

"Oh, that question, isn't force analysis the same as sliding? It's just a direction of friction..." Zhuang Wenyao said, "How about I explain it to you? The main reason is that you can't understand my notes. It's better to tell it once more quickly..."

Yuan Jiawei nodded: "Okay! I'll go back and get the papers!"

The crowd of onlookers found it boring, and went to chat with others again, ignoring Yuan Jiawei.

He took the paper and draft paper and sat in front of Zhuang Wenyao to listen to his lecture.

Zhuang Wenyao finished speaking clearly, let him do the calculation from the beginning.Looking at the stubble on Yuan Jiawei's head, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Brother, what stimulated you? Do you want to take refuge in the Three Jewels and become a monk?"

Yuan Jiawei raised his eyes to reveal his smirk, and muttered softly: "What do you think?"

Zhuang Wenyao vaguely guessed it, laughed, and continued to copy his words.

After a while, the other side finished it, shaking the draft paper excitedly: "I figured it out! μ is equal to 0.3, right?"

Zhuang Wenyao took a look at it, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, yes, very good! As expected of seeing through Hongchen's brain, the comprehension is high!"

"Hey hey..." Yuan Jiawei approached him and whispered, "Brother Yao, do you know why Wang Jiao broke up with me?"

Zhuang Wenyao was stunned for a moment, recalling that he seemed to have said: "Spiritually not compatible enough?"

Yuan Jiawei sighed: "Hey, I was talking nonsense. In fact, people said that I have a good-looking skin, but my soul is poor, and they dumped me..."

Zhuang Wenyao stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"

It is true that the soul is barren, but he added the first half of the sentence himself!

"Yeah!" Yuan Jiawei swore, "So I decided, anyway, my skin is already good-looking enough, from now on I will focus on enriching my soul, never want to hook up with little girls, and concentrate on studying!"

Zhuang Wenyao nodded with satisfaction, but he said again: "Concentrate on studying, become better, and let the little girl take the initiative to hook me up!"

Zhuang Wenyao ruthlessly gave him a blow to the head: "I thought you changed it, and you were still thinking about the little girl when you wrote it together? This hair is shaved for nothing, next time you just shave it bald and forget about you!"

"Wrong, wrong! I don't want little girls anymore—"