Yan Gou failed miserably

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The young man who was invaded stood there in a daze, letting his fingers wander in his mouth. He looked at the opposite side, felt the strangeness in his mouth, and then bit it lightly.

Immediately, Si Xian withdrew his fingers, and did not wipe the water stains on his hands. The two walked on the gravel road next to the grove, and neither of them discussed the extremely ambiguous behavior just now.

In front of the grove is the teaching building of the third year of high school, which is also the innermost place of the school. Now that the students are going to listen to the lectures, this place is getting more and more silent.

He Ci, who was full of imagination, lowered his head and kicked a stone while walking. He kicked harder and harder, and the small stone rolled farther and farther.

Finally, the little stone kicked to the end of the road.

He stared blankly at the little stone getting further and further away, and suddenly thought of something.

"Si Xian!"

The boy on the side stopped when he heard his name, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Ok?"

"Have you washed your hands yet!!"

"Washed after the speech came off stage."

He Ci heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that, then stretched out his hand and pulled the finger that had been wandering in his mouth, and observed it carefully from top to bottom.

His fingers were clean, his joints were slender, and he could vaguely feel a slight chill.

"Okay, I forgive you this time!"

He didn't let go of his fingers, but held them in his hands, just like his little cousin holding his two fingers at home.

Si Xian let out a long sigh, stroked the hair of the child holding hands, and said, "Hurry up for the college entrance examination."

"What do you want to do after the college entrance examination!"

"You." Si Xian answered this question concisely and meaningfully.

The young man refused to accept, pinched the fingers in his hand, and said to the hooligan: "I see that you are thinking about peaches, so maybe it will be like that."

"No, only one look."

He Ci frowned and thought about what the previous life manager said about him studying abroad. He Ci frowned, thought for a moment, and finally said what was in his heart.

"What if your father insists on letting you go abroad?"

In this sentence, he finally exposed the worries and fears that had been hidden in his heart.

"I promise, I won't leave you alone."

"That's what you said, I wrote it down in my notebook, if you dare to break the contract!"

"Xiao Ci, just wait, in the future, no one can stop it."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, which also symbolized that the [-]-minute lecture had finally come to an end. Some students who were running fast were almost at the teaching building, and the surroundings gradually became noisy.

The two stopped their meaningless conversations and promises for the time being, because everyone knew that promises at this time were the most feeble.

Walking on the road, many people couldn't help turning their eyes away when they saw the two of them. Some people even watched for a while and discussed with their friends, and then watched for a while and discussed for a while.

He Ci couldn't bear these gazes, and said a little tearfully, "Why did that camera fall on us so hard?"

"It's okay, they will forget about it in a day..." Si Xian analyzed calmly.

"Ham, I must keep a certain distance from you in the future! Otherwise, I may hurt myself. A pun...

When the two came to the classroom, they had already made a lot of people. He Ci thought that many students would look at him curiously.

It turned out that there were indeed some people who were more curious, but more people just glanced at it and then continued to do their own things, without saying that they were discussing secretly.

Dabu looked at the leisurely two people resentfully, a little envious: "You two didn't go to the lecture much, did you?"

"Ahem, we are going to do serious business."

"I don't believe it."

"Believeitor not..."

Still couldn't say the small words, Dabu was helpless, and then jumped into his own sea of ​​questions.

The lectures are still useful to a certain extent. Everyone's enthusiasm for learning has increased a lot, and it's not like studying hard like before.

The most obvious difference is that during the lunch break, most of the students are struggling to study. Now most of the students will take a nap. Of course, He Ci is a big rest. Sleeping on Si Xian's clothes is very comfortable.

Tomorrow is the final exam. According to the class teacher, everything will be carried out according to the pattern of the college entrance examination, so school will be over in the afternoon. He Ci secretly called his aunt to explain the situation.

Chen Hong quickly put down the remote control in her hand, and said to the phone: "Xiaoci, don't be nervous, just take the exam seriously, and I'll cook something delicious for you when you get home."

"Don't worry, auntie, this time I will bring you the first place in the school!"

"My eldest nephew is amazing!"

"Let's not talk about aunt, it's time to go to class, so hang up first."

The first class in the afternoon is chemistry, because the incident of Liang Chao reading a novel last time stimulated Mr. Chen.

So now Mr. Chen is in class from time to time to observe whether the students are listening carefully.

Seeing that no one was deserting, Teacher Chen turned around with satisfaction, and settled his book with peace of mind.

Then I gave you a little bit of information related to the chemistry exam.

Teacher Chen just started: "Students, let me tell you something about our chemistry exam."

Hearing this, the students understood and opened their notebooks one after another, preparing to write down extremely important information.

"I also participated in the content of this chemistry exam. The scope of the exam is all the content we have talked about. Some of the mistakes and concepts that are easy to confuse, we have emphasized in the previous class. Deriving equations, how to deduce experimental questions, we have all said this—”

The pens of the students have not come down for a long time, so write with your tongue!To sum it up in one sentence, I have said it all!

In the end, Teacher Chen emphasized: "The final elective is best to choose organic, simple. Of course, some people who have confidence in molecular structure can also choose molecular structure."

Students: Well, it’s another nonsense.

He was also waiting for Teacher Chen to say a few sentences, and put down the pen in disappointment. He knew that Teacher Chen would not speak so easily.

But there are also people who have learned a little meaning from a bunch of nonsense, such as the emphasis on the error-prone points, which are almost inseparable, which was just mentioned a few days ago.

The third and fourth quarters are physics classes, and now the students are excited, because every time the physics teacher can't help revealing one or two innocuous questions, or knowledge points, question types and so on.

As soon as Physics teacher Yang entered the door, he felt the desire and hope of the students from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's not me who made the question this time, don't count on me."

The students raised their heads and lowered their heads, and the originally high-spirited atmosphere immediately became gloomy.

Seeing this, Teacher Yang felt a little embarrassed again, and continued, "Although I haven't produced any papers, I can still guess the questions fairly well."

The teacher didn't realize that some students had a hard time keeping their heads down and holding back their laughter. This trick was tried and tested for Teacher Yang, and it worked repeatedly.

"I don't need to say more about the scope of the test, but I will emphasize the question types."

The notebook that was empty because of the chemistry teacher exudes vitality again because of the physics teacher.

"Look more at the special situations of the flat throwing movement. Gravity is a must. We all know the formulas of electromagnetic induction "come and refuse to stay, increase and decrease, expand and shrink, and understand both near and far"—"

You see, what is dry goods, and what the fuck is called fucking dry goods.

All in all, Mr. Yang said that there are about 20 types of questions, and this trend has not stopped.

The emotional changes of the students——（＾ワ＾）

╮(╯╰)╭——(ヘ#)

Teacher Yang, quickly put away your supernatural powers!

It is true that some of the types of questions the teacher said were definitely taken into account.But, the exam is tomorrow, please!Teacher, please wake up!

Helpless, the students had no choice but to frantically write down the corresponding knowledge points and corresponding question types in their notebooks following the teacher's narration.

A class has passed, and the notebooks are full of notes, and everyone has left tears of joy.

He Ci lay on the table, put his hands on the body of the same table, impotent and furious: "Ah, ah, Teacher Yang is too good at talking, my hands are sore from copying!"

Hearing this, Dabu nodded with deep sympathy: "There are too many dry goods, but there are too many."

Si Xian, who was still taking notes, stopped writing, took off the hand that was on his body, and then gently kneaded and massaged his wrist, and slowly pressed and stretched his fingers.

"Hmm... Shu Tan—"

Classmate He, who was enjoying the massage, stretched out his other hand. The posture of stretching both hands was a little awkward, so Si Xian moved closer to facilitate the massage.

After enjoying a caring massage, He Ci pulled Si Xian's hand over with the attitude of mutual help, mutual benefit and win-win.

However, when he saw the finger, student He inevitably thought of the scene in the grove, and now he can still think of the taste of the finger in his mouth. Physically, he can't feel the slightest pleasure, but psychologically, he feels vaguely. enjoy.

Thinking of this, He Ci's face became faintly hot again, after all, it was a bit ashamed to put his finger in his mouth or something.

In order not to embarrass himself even more, the witty classmate He stretched out his hand, massaged in a daze, and then ended hastily.

"Xiaoci, you're being a little perfunctory!" Si Xian looked at the clumsy massage technique in amazement.

"What do you know, this is the unique massage method of our He family, just have fun!"

"Go back to the bedroom and have a massage at night."

"I don't want to."

"Then let me give you a massage."

"It's almost there!"

"it is good……"

Hiss, I always feel like I fell into a pit again.

In the evening, when he returned to the dormitory, He Ci, who had already vaguely anticipated something, was a little expectant and apprehensive.

He sat on the bed, quietly waiting for Si Xian to come back from washing.

After three or four minutes, Si Xian walked over with a blank face and cold eyes.

Then he said to the boy on the bed in a young voice without any emotion: "Open your mouth..."

The coerced boy felt that he could not compromise so easily, so he decided to resist and shook his head firmly.

"Huh?" Si Xian lowered his head very oppressively, and sat on the other side of the bed, looking dangerously at the boy who resisted him.