Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth for an instant.

I can only be thankful that my hand hasn't been raised yet, so that he doesn't look too stupid.

But at this time, Fu Yuhan, who was always writing with his head down, caught a glimpse of his figure from the corner of his eyes, raised his head, and took the initiative to say hello to him: "Are you here so early today?"

Wen Yu usually likes to step into the classroom, but today it was much earlier.

His tone was flat, but Wen Yu heard his tone too much, and could tell that he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, I woke up early." Wen Yu answered, "In a good mood?"

"It's okay, I can't live and die every day." Fu Yu said in a cold voice, "I still have to live and recover from my illness... I decided to start being a human being from today on."

"Then congratulations on coming out." Wen Yu said, walked over and opened the chair to put the schoolbag, his eyes looked from the chair to the desk and then fell to Fu Yuhan's desk, and asked calmly, "What are you copying?"

Fu Yuhan was not at school for three days, and the teacher would not frantically ask him to hand in today's homework.He thought Wen Yu was asking this, so he didn't think much about it, and explained: "Didn't I not attend class these two days, I did part of it at home and wanted to check the answer."

You can also look at the problem-solving process for the parts that you haven't done, and you have an idea in mind.

"Whose paper is this?"

"Squad leader."

Wen Yu let out a "huh" and sat down on the seat.

When you first arrive at school, you always have to sort out things, finished homework, morning self-study to review... If there is nothing to do, you can also memorize English words. In short, senior high school students can never let themselves be idle.

So Wen Yu sat there, Fu Yuhan ignored him, and continued to copy Ge Ran's problem-solving process on his own.

Wen Yu held back for a few minutes, but still couldn't help it. He reached out and rubbed his temples, then turned his head and asked, "I also have papers in the drawer, why don't you take them?"

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan froze for a moment, then turned around.

Wen Yu has seen his stunned expression a few times, his eyes will be a little bigger than usual, with a layer of streamer floating on them, very beautiful.But today, Wen Yu obviously had no intention of admiring it. He moved closer and asked in a low voice, "And it's not good for you to take someone else's. Why did you take Ge Ran's?"

Fu Yuhan blinked.

He did it subconsciously, because Ge Ran was easy to talk, had good grades, and the papers were clean and tidy. Not only him, but many people in the class liked to ask Ge Ran for test papers and homework.

"Everyone...?" He was a little at a loss, "Why can't you take it?"

"Brother Fu!"

"Brother Fu, you are here!"

"Morning Brother Fu!"

……

People kept coming into the classroom halfway through, and almost everyone had to say hello to Fu Yuhan when they came in.Wen Yu watched him nod his head to others from time to time, and his endurance finally reached its limit.

"Don't you remember that I told you?" Wen Yu suppressed his voice, stared at him and asked, "Ge Ran is interested in you?"

"...Can't you even borrow test papers to avoid suspicion?" Fu Yuhan said speechlessly, "You are really strict."

Wen Yu let out an "oh", and snorted angrily and said, "Really, I thought you refused to use my paper to avoid suspicion."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

Fu Yuhan was dumb for three seconds, his brows relaxed, and he suddenly smiled lightly and said, "Why are you so sour, as if you like me so much."

Wen Yu was quite sour, but he felt that he didn't like Fu Yuhan that much.

...that is, a person who is a little more interesting than others.

The other party's rare chuckle, which was very seductive, Wen Yu calmed down a little, his eyes drooped, and he didn't say a word.

"I think the fact that you turned around and chased me is similar to the nature of your liking for Yang Fan. It's just for fun. I didn't take it too seriously." Fu Yuhan thought for a while, and then said, "I just happened to see Ge Ran in the morning, and I'm used to looking for him. That's all she wants... Who knows where your papers are stuffed?"

"Here." Wen Yu angrily pulled out a stack of papers from the drawer, "Everything I usually do is here."

"Then I'll take it by myself in the future? You won't wait until I take it and you will come to ask me why I rummaged through your drawer?"

"No." Wen Yu suddenly remembered the album full of Yang Fan's paintings in Fu Yuhan's drawer, and the corner of his mouth twitched, pointing out, "...I have no secrets in my drawer."

Fu Yuhan didn't know that he saw the album, and didn't understand it at all.

It was nothing more than a copy of the problem-solving process, and the test papers of any top student were the same. Fu Yuhan didn't want to quarrel with Wen Yu early in the morning over this kind of thing, so he put away Ge Ran's papers, took them back to her, and walked back. Chao Wenyu reached out his hand.

Wen Yu raised his eyelids: "Why?"

"Didn't you mean to lend me the papers?" Fu Yuhan said, "I finished copying the papers from the previous two days, so let me have a look at the ones I taught in class yesterday."

Wen Yu looked at him.

"So you won't give it?" Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes and said softly, "Then who cares if I borrow the paper...you are so troublesome, bro."

The two were in a stalemate, Fang Jiayuan and Sun Wenrui walked into the classroom shoulder to shoulder, and saw his eyes lit up: "Brother Fu! Are you finally healed?"

They ran over quickly, and each of them asked about Fu Yuhan's physical condition.

"...It's all right, it's okay." Fu Yuhan nodded at them.

Just as he was talking, a few pieces of paper were stuffed into his outstretched hand. Fu Yuhan turned his head and saw Wen Yu standing up and walking outside: "I'll go to the cafeteria to see if there is any breakfast."

He took big steps, as if being chased by someone, and soon disappeared.

Fu Yuhan picked up the paper in his hand and recognized the test papers he wanted.

"Brother Fu is copying the questions?" Fang Jiayuan took a closer look, "Damn it! Brother Yu's paper is too detailed, right?"

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan responded, returned to his seat and sat down, spreading out the test paper.

Wen Yu's handwriting is cold and hard, but also in a clean and neat style, while Fu Yuhan's handwriting is a bit softer compared to his.

"Oh, you don't know. In the past two days, I have been impressed by Brother Yu's note-taking style." Fang Jiayuan sat down, found the test paper from three days ago and showed it to Fu Yuhan, "Didn't everyone invite him to the study group? Later, I started to ask him to borrow the test paper notes to read. As a result, when this person answered the questions, he didn’t write a single word except the necessary words, and the revised questions were so concise that only he could understand it—you see, I copied his. I studied it all afternoon and didn't understand it... So I complained to him on behalf of the masses that day, and he said that he would change his style for the benefit of mankind."

After Fang Jiayuan finished speaking, he pointed to the test paper on Fu Yuhan's desk and said, "This is too thorough, it's earth-shattering!"

What Fu Yuhan just unfolded was a physics test paper. Wen Yu underlined the key words of each major question. The sketch is on the side.

When it came time to take the exam, force analysis or circuit diagrams and other thinking aids were only allowed to be drawn on draft paper, and it was impossible for Wen Yu to draw them.

He should have expected who would want to see it and specially painted it for others to see.

Fu Yuhan said heartily, "This person pretends that he doesn't want to talk to anyone all day long, but he is actually very enthusiastic." Then he heard Fang Jiayuan ask: "Then did he give you his new notes?"

"No?" Fu Yuhan came back to his senses, "What notes?"

"Notes from various subjects."

Before Fang Jiayuan had time to speak, Sun Wenrui, who had been silent on the side, said aggrievedly: "After everyone complained about his incomprehensible notes in various subjects, he said to write a new copy, and try to finish it before you come back. I'll let you take a look then."

Fu Yuhan was taken aback: "...Why?"

"He said to celebrate you changing your mind and working hard." Fang Jiayuan said, "We thought about it for a while, and this sentence is probably mocking you as a scumbag... But you two have a good relationship recently, everyone is not sure."

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, Fu Yuhan lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips to adjust his expression, raised his eyes again, and sarcastically said as usual: "Your inner drama is really rich."

"So we'll tell you this and let you decide." Fang Jiayuan shrugged, "To be honest, we still haven't figured out what's going on between you two."

In fact, Fu Yuhan himself didn't quite understand it.

"Anyway...our relationship is not as bad as you imagined at first." He looked a little unnatural, trying to change the subject, "By the way, has Lao Sun figured it out?"

"I was forced to accept it when I found out that you had a good relationship with him." Sun Wenrui was a little resentful, "Brother Fu, I have a heart for you--"

The straight man didn't realize what he said, but Fu Yuhan was taken aback by him. He instinctively leaned back and said in disgust, "Don't disgust me... who is yours, did you catch him?"

"No." Sun Wenrui was frustrated, "She said she didn't want to do this before the college entrance examination."

"Then after the college entrance examination, try to go to the same school as her, what's the point?" Fu Yuhan thought for a while, "Wen Yu...is a very nice person, I planned to come back from this vacation and tell you about it, no? Think about it yourself first."

"But sometimes it's annoying to watch him pretend." Sun Wenrui curled his lips.

"I have such a bad temper," Fu Yuhan asked, "What did you think back then, that you came to be friends with me?"

The two were stunned by his question.

No one thought about this problem. Perhaps when the freshmen first arrived, everyone subconsciously made friends with everyone in the class. After a long time, everyone gradually realized that although Fu Yuhan had a cold attitude, how could he actually ask him for help? He is very busy and responsive. He is a very enthusiastic person.

"Yang Fan is right in saying that Wen Yu and I can indeed be friends." Fu Yuhan lowered his head and copied the question, muttering, "I think he resembles me in some ways."

"..." The two people in the front row said in unison, "Where do they look like?"

One is kind but pretentious, the other is cold but warm-hearted; one is the first in the exam with his eyes closed, and the other is sleeping and skipping class.

Fu Yuhan didn't answer this question.

He didn't speak, and the topic was naturally taken over quickly. Sun Wenrui was coaxed by the two of them, and the knot of "although I accepted Wen Yu in my heart, but my mouth was awkward" was solved a lot.

Once the entanglement was resolved, the person began to ask Xueba's notes in a very real way. The two begged Fu Yuhan to finish copying the notes early and lend them priority.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He hadn't even seen a corner of the notebook, but the task had already been arranged by these two people.

"Okay." He sighed.

So when Wen Yu came back from outside again and put down a breakfast on Fu Yuhan's table, Fu Yuhan stretched out his hand to him for the second time.

Wen Yu glanced down, a little inexplicably: "What do you want this time?"

"Notes." Fu Yuhan said, "They said you wrote a new copy, and you are going to show me the first one?"