Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Gradually approaching the classroom, Fu Yuhan's footsteps actually slowed down.

Skipping class is very important to completeness. It is better to be away from the whole class than to go back halfway.

Originally he was sitting in the corner of the back row, sometimes the teacher was too busy giving lectures to not notice that he was not there, I really noticed it, and I was probably used to it, at most, I would come back after class to trouble him, but going back halfway was like a provocation.

But the front door was open today. The math teacher probably felt that the classroom was not bright enough, so he went to the door and turned on the light.

When Fu Yuhan was still hesitating whether to go in later after class was over with 5 minutes left, his eyes met his.

"Okay, Fu Yuhan, others study hard in the third year of high school, but you are better off, try to skip class?" The math teacher sneered.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

It was the scene of a car accident.

Comparing your heart to your heart, anyone who sees this picture will be angry.

Fu Yuhan was forced to listen to a series of lectures at the door.

His posture when he got up today may not be right, and the time is not good. It has only been less than two hours since the morning, and he has been trained three times.

Thinking about it carefully, it was Wen Yu's fault.

The culprit also came back - Fu Yuhan was reprimanded to the fifth sentence, and Wen Yu limped to his side.

He seemed to be in pain, half frowned, and apologized obediently to the math teacher with a clean face: "Mr. Guo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I accidentally sprained my ankle before class, and Fu Yuhan helped me to the infirmary. "

His attitude was very sincere, and his face was full of apology, as if it was really because he had done something wrong, and he lifted up a part of his trouser legs while speaking, exposing his ankles wrapped in gauze.

After apologizing, Wen Yu hurriedly reached into his pocket, but he missed the grasp, and the contents fell to the ground and slipped far away.He jumped on one leg and wanted to pick it up, Fu Yuhan twitched the corner of his mouth, walked over in two steps and bent down to pick it up.

It was actually an ointment for a tendon injury.

Now how can the math teacher continue to train.

When Wen Yu was a sophomore in high school, he once won a heavyweight mathematics competition award. In the office in the morning, he was the one who praised Wen Yu the most.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Teacher Guo turned his head and asked Fu Yuhan again, "Everyone has heard of Yu, how dare you come back first?"

"..." Fu Yuhan was a little speechless, "You just blamed me for being late."

Teacher Guo pointed at him twice angrily, "Hurry up, help Wen Yu back to his seat! Ask your classmates about today's content later, if you can't find me in the office."

There was still a tail left in the class, he hurried back to the podium, just picked up the chalk, and turned his head: "What are you still doing?"

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He turned his head to look at Wen Yu, who happened to be looking at him too, with a half-hearted smile on the corner of his mouth that the math teacher couldn't see.

Damn, he knew all the twisted feet were fake.

A good student will be believed if he tells a lie casually.

Classes can't stop the gossip of the masses. Although the teacher is still spitting on the podium, many people glance at the door frequently.Fu Yuhan felt a subtle displeasure, but the math teacher was still there, so he had to reach out to Wen Yu, put his arm through the other's armpit, and helped him walk in.

The young man's body temperature came through the thin summer school uniform.

This may be the first time he and Wen Yu had such a large physical contact.

Fu Yuhan was startled inexplicably, and suddenly realized clearly that Wen Yu was a little taller than him.

Two days ago, they had an appointment under the watchful eyes of everyone, but today they turned into helping each other and being at the same table, and the picture was a bit magical.

Fu Yuhan could feel that many people were looking at them with his eyes downcast.

He wasn't used to being stared at, but Wen Yu obviously adapted well. When walking along the aisle to the third row, he pretended not to find the center of gravity, and pulled Fu Yuhan into the table next to him.

Sitting at that table was a girl named Chen Mengxian. She was pretty, but because of her introverted personality, her sense of presence was not as high as Xu Qianyi's.

Wen Yu smiled and whispered "I'm sorry" to her.Fu Yuhan was condescending, and soon saw that the tips of her ears were red.

"The scourge."

When he finally got back to his seat, Fu Yuhan couldn't help but sneer, "You're a crooked one who still discharges the little girl all day long, can you be responsible or what?"

His voice was so low that no one heard it, except Wen Yu.Wen Yu spread out the math paper, sat upright and looked at the blackboard, but answered him in his mouth: "Is an apology for bumping into someone counted as a discharge?" On Fu Yuhan, "Sorry."

The get out of class bell finally rang through the whole school——

The bell sounded like a signal of liberation. Even though the teacher was still dragging the class, everyone's body movements became a little looser.Fu Yuhan frowned, turned around in doubt: "Why hit me? Looking for trouble?"

"Look," Wen Yu said while taking notes, "It turns out that apologizing after bumping into someone won't have the effect of seducing people."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He took a deep breath and sincerely asked for advice: "Are you sick?"

"Maybe." Wen Yu replied frankly, "Otherwise, I don't know why I would help you out for a guy who got cheap without thanking you and swearing."

"..."

Fu Yuhan clenched his fists and lowered his voice: "...Thank you."

Wen Yu smiled slightly.

He didn't look at Fu Yuhan all the time, his face was facing the window sideways, illuminated by the skylight.

A piece of porcelain white.

In fact, if he doesn't speak, Wen Yu looks really that kind of standard handsome, no wonder the teacher thinks he is well-behaved and well-behaved.

A boy with clear eyebrows and a clean smile, even the school uniform buttoned up to the top button honestly, such a person, who doesn't look like a good student.

It was rare for Fu Yuhan to observe the face of his rival so carefully, and he shook him for no reason.

Somehow, he asked muffledly in the background sound of function analysis: "Did you really twist your foot?"

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's fake."

"..." Fu Yuhan curled his lips.

Although he was upset, it was a fact that Wen Yu helped him.

It's strange to say, usually it's too late for this person to target him, but today I don't know what kind of medicine he took wrongly, Fu Yuhan even had the illusion that "this person is quite interesting".

Because it took 2 minutes to criticize the truants, Mr. Guo delayed the class for 5 minutes.

The get out of class time was suddenly cut in half, and everything seemed extremely urgent. As soon as he left, Ge Ran immediately stood up and ran to the podium.

"Everyone be quiet!" She knocked on the podium, "I have something to say—"

The classroom, which was about to boil, seemed to have been poured with a bowl of cold water, and the flags and drums temporarily died down. Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at her together.

"Teacher's Day is coming soon, and we still have class fees left. Several of our class committees discussed it and planned to send a gift to Teacher Zhou. Now the tentative plan is greeting cards, and you have well-written thank you teachers. You can leave the composition to me, and I will transcribe it when the time comes. In addition, those who have suggestions for material gifts also tell me that it should not be too expensive, and it is best within two hundred. We will discuss it at the class meeting at noon tomorrow and make a decision as soon as possible." Ge Ran Say, "It's over, let's go!"

This thing happens once a year, some people care about it and some people don't care.In the classroom, the proper noise after class was restored.Ge Ran stepped off the podium, walked to Fu Yuhan's side, clasped his hands together and began to worship.

Wen Yu raised his head from the math paper and looked at this scene inexplicably.

Before Fu Yuhan could speak, the two live treasures in the front row had already started singing.

Fang Jiayuan: "She's here, she's here, she's here with her annual mission."

Sun Wenrui: "No, squad leader, you're calling our Brother Fu around every day for three days and you don't pay us, black-hearted boss!"

Ge Ran glared at them both: "Why don't you two come?"

"No, no, no." The two of them waved their hands again and again, "At our level, it's too shabby to do anything."

"If I can find someone else, I don't want to bother Fu Yuhan over and over again." Ge Ran was also wronged. After she finished speaking, she bowed respectfully to Fu Yuhan twice, "Great God, please save all sentient beings."

"...You are getting more and more exaggerated." Fu Yuhan sighed, "How big is the painting, and what is it?"

"Just draw some flowers? Like clusters of flowers... I think the printing is too insincere, and besides, your paintings are beautiful." Ge Ran smiled, "Can you color it?"

"……Can."

"Hmm, what kind of paint do you want? I'll go shopping for gifts after school tomorrow, and I'll buy all the materials for greeting cards by the way."

"No need," Fu Yuhan thought for a moment, "I have... Just bring it back later."

"Okay, thank you then."

"Three days later." Fu Yuhan turned his head and pointed to the empty blackboard behind him, "I will draw this thing for three days."

Ge Ran smiled and said, "It's fine if we can catch up with Teacher's Day."

Wen Yu probably understood, and he asked casually, "Is it too impersonal to draw some flowers? When I was in No. [-] Middle School, ten out of ten classes had flowers on their Teacher's Day greeting cards."

"Then what advice do you have?"

"Can Fu Dashen draw small comics? Just like the students in the class surround the teacher, and live a little more." Wen Yu smiled kindly, "This is more distinctive."

He seemed to be really making suggestions, if he hadn't had a feud with Fu Yuhan.

Fu Yuhan twitched the corner of his mouth, and said two words in Ge Ran's expectant eyes: "I can draw..."

Ge Ran was naturally very happy.At this time, Wen Yu spoke again: "Squad leader, why do we only give gifts to Mr. Zhou? Isn't there a teacher of the sixth subject?"

After all the senior high school entrance examinations were over, some courses were cancelled.Wen Yu had just transferred from another school and had never met those teachers, otherwise, he would have proposed giving them all.

"The class fee is not enough." Ge Ran stuck out his tongue and said sheepishly, "It's only more than 200 yuan, six copies for free, each seems a bit small."

"Money doesn't matter, I can pay."

"How about that?"

"Why not." Wen Yu said with a smile, "I just came here, the teachers here take good care of me, and I want to show it well."

The desk was in the way, so others couldn't see it, but Fu Yuhan saw everything——Wen Yu opened his schoolbag as he spoke, took out his wallet, and stuffed ten red ones for Ge Ran on the spot.

In order to keep a low profile, he stuffed the money under the table. After stuffing, he winked and whispered to Ge Ran: "Don't tell anyone. I'm not short of money. I'll do my best. Please trouble the squad leader."

He didn't wait for Ge Ran to refuse, he pushed the money over, and then turned his head and smiled at Fu Yuhan: "But I have to trouble Fu Dashen to draw six copies of the greeting card."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

This kind of bad taste of paying 1000 yuan just to increase the workload of the rival... He is an idiot to think that this person is interesting.

Ge Ran looked over pitifully: "Fu Yuhan..."

"...OK." Fu Yuhan stared at Wen Yu, grinding his back molars, "I'll draw."

The unfavorable things of fleeting years are not bad for these pictures.

The matter of the Teacher's Day gift was decided so inexplicably, Ge Ran looked very happy.She was about to go back to her seat, when she suddenly remembered something, and looked down at Wen Yu's feet: "How is your foot injury, do you want to ask for leave for exercises between classes?"

What kind of leave is it, isn't it fake?

Fu Yuhan's heart was angry, and he rolled his eyes at the sky when he heard the words.

Wen Yu smiled: "Should I invite you? Then I will invite you, please."

"No, no, you're welcome." Ge Ran stretched his neck and looked at his feet, "Hiss...it looks so swollen, then you will have trouble going to the bathroom today."

肿？

Fu Yuhan squinted.

"It's okay," Wen Yu said with a smile, "I can barely walk."

"Be careful in the future. Teacher Zhou teaches us every day that we must pay attention to our health when we are 3000 million high. Getting sick or something will affect the review progress."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder."

Ge Ran finally went back.Wen Yu rolled his eyes: "Why?"

"Your feet are really swollen?" Fu Yuhan lowered his head and pinched Wen Yu's ankle before he could react.

The subconscious shivering caused by the pain cannot be concealed—even the face of the pinched fairy did not change.

The air conditioner was not far behind the two of them. Less than 10 minutes after entering the classroom, Fu Yuhan's fingertips were already icy cold, gently brushing the skin of his ankles.

Wen Yu raised his eyelids and looked at the other party with some disgust.

"Can you tell the truth?" Fu Yuhan asked with a frown.

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