I Have A Pair of Yin-Yuan Eyes

In the evening of the same day, Xu Xing had dinner with Tang Mian and Wang Cong Cong. The setting sun was like pouring gold on the school playground, and the shadows of the puppet trees and the standing street lamps were stretched and reflected.

Tang Mian said that she was going back to the dormitory, and the three of them split in two ways. Xu Xing and Wang Zicong went back to the classroom first.

Every day of senior year life, some people are drowned by the sea of ​​questions, and there is no time to take care of the setting sun and the breeze outside the window; some people take the time to breathe, leave a pile of papers, and stand outside the corridor and hug their faces. Evening wind, imagine the holidays after June next year.

Xu Xing sat in the classroom, leaned over the wall, leaned on the wall, and looked back at the daily question that was copied on the back blackboard.

The title of today's physics daily question is a bit long, occupying almost a third of the blackboard, and the dense white chalk characters are signed by the class right in the middle of the blackboard.

Lu Che leaned his head against the window, casually playing with the neutral pen in his hand, his eyes calmly and gently fell on the face of the person who turned around from time to time, carefully depicting the features on his face.

When Xu Xing turned his head and looked back at the blackboard, the thin lips inadvertently opened a slit slightly, and neat teeth were visible in the meantime. When he coughed softly, he could see a small inch of soft tongue sticking out his head.

Lu Che touched the tip of his nose, forcibly tearing the glued greedy gaze from that piece softly.

He extended his hand and waved, and simply and rudely pushed away all the scattered books and small items on the table, leaving a blank table, and sincerely invited Xu Xing: "Squad leader, you can turn around and copy the questions, see you His neck twisted, and he must be too tired. "

Xu Xing squeezed his own neck. He did twist his neck a little bit sour, but still desperately refused Lu Che's invitation: "No, I'm almost done."

Upon hearing this, Lu Che stood up and glanced into Xu Xing's notebook, smirking: "This is still more than half."

Xu Xing ignored him, turned his head to stare at the blackboard without squinting, turned back and wrote it down.

The writing in the pen is neat and neat. When he finished writing the word "rail" at the end of the sentence, he heard a magnetic scratching voice behind him: "At the beginning, the sliders B and C are connected with a rope-"

"..."

Xu Xing turned to look at Lu Che, and saw him sitting on his desk, with his arms resting on the windowsill near Xu Xing's side.

Lu Che bowed his head and stared at him, whispering softly: "You write next, I will read it for you."

Xu Xing hesitated for a while, then turned around and wrote the sentence of Lu Chegangian on the paper, and the person behind him said, "Place a compressed light spring in the middle-"

At this moment, there was still half an hour before the bell for ringing for the evening self-study rang, and other students in the class returned unhurriedly.

Fu Yan and Zou Mang returned to the classroom together.

For the first time, Fu Yan's gaze was first glanced at Xu Xing's front table. Seeing Xiong Huan hadn't returned yet, he had the leisure to turn his attention to his own table--

Xu Shi Lu Che's voice is always deep and nice, and the lingering lingering of love letters can be read on physical topics.

With her side on her face, Fu Min could not help but quipped: "Archer, when have you been so united and fraternal, have time to stop reading love poems to girls, and actually set aside to read the questions for the monitor."

After hearing that, Xu Xing's nib paused for a moment.

Lu Che smiled disapprovingly, and said, "Which girl should read love poems? Do we represent the Chinese class?"

Xiong Huan is the representative of the Chinese class in their class.

Fu Yi immediately paid his respects to him and said, "Get off, you can go ahead and read the question for the monitor."

Lu Che put his hands behind his head and laughed, "Come, listen to you."

Xu Xing lowered his head and finished the question, ignoring the two jokes behind him, took the water cup and got up and walked to the front. After receiving warm water, he didn't immediately return to his seat, but walked outside the corridor to ventilate.

Xu Xing took the thermos cup under his chin, and was in a daze toward the orange splash of orange in the distance.

"Hey, wake up ~ what are you doing?"

When Xu Xing heard his voice turning back, he saw Tang Mian walking with a smile from the other side of the corridor.

Xu Xing waved his tangled thoughts and said perfunctoryly, "Sleepy."

His eyes fell on Tang Mian's wet hair, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering, "Did you actually go back to the dorm and wash your hair?"

Tang Mian stood next to Xu Xing, pushed away as soon as he heard it, and hummed, "What are you doing, I have to agree to wash my hair."

Xu Xing fluttered and laughed: "No, Minger is Saturday. You actually washed your hair, don't you think it's too much?"

Washing your hair on Friday and Saturday is equivalent to losing your hair-this sentence is still from Tang Mian's mouth.

Tang Mian gave Xu a white look and raised his chin. "I'm in a good mood today, hum ~"

Tang Mian shook his hair fiercely and turned hummingly into the classroom.

Xu Xing followed her and stepped back to the class on the preparation bell that sounded on time.

The next morning.

In the morning class day after day, there was an episode: Fu Li was playing mobile phone during the class, and was just caught by the grade director. He was called to the office to talk.

There was also a bit of crying and laughter when talking about this. Fu Xun usually lay on the table and slept prematurely for self-study and the first lesson. He just fell in love with the evil today. He was pregnant for three minutes. "I'm going to study hard from today, Cody, don't bother me in class."

When Cody heard it, he thought it was funny. His Majesty said, "Please, please, I will sleep in my sleep and not bother you to learn for love."

Fu Yan stared into the textbook with arrogance and insisted on most of the lesson time. He almost fell asleep on the table several times. He yawned and sat upright, holding his thigh to force himself to stay awake.

In the end, Fu Yan still couldn't hold it, and touched the cell phone secretly from under the table. Seeing Lu Che holding his chin and looking at him with a mockery, he quickly explained for himself: "It's so **** sleepy, I play The game is refreshing and keep working hard. "

Lu Che said absently, turning his head to look at the blackboard.

result--

Before Fu's mobile game interface was opened, she was caught by the director who suddenly appeared at the back door.

When Fu Ye used to play mobile phones, he was helped by Cody to let him out. Today, he planted it without a teammate's reminder.

After the lesson, Fu Yan was dark-faced, and returned with empty hands from the office.

Cody relentlessly sneered at the table and laughed wildly: "What's the matter, aren't we two jealous today and study hard? Why is the director so blind-sighted that he has confiscated your cell phone? I am particularly upset for you Brother dei, even if you take out your mobile phone in class, it is definitely for learning! "

Fu Yan resisted the urge to smash Cody's neck and cursed: "Get out."

Cody ridiculed and comforted him: "Today on Saturday, you can go back to your phone after school in the afternoon, and this wave is not a loss."

Their school is a semi-closed management system that allows students to carry mobile phones to keep in touch with their families. In addition to the penalties for playing mobile phones in class, in addition to remembering small, confiscated mobile phones and other weekends to return, the most is running the playground. These punishments were not painful or itchful for Fu Ye, he just took a breath and felt uncomfortable—

Thanks to the fact that he was still sticking paper at the back door of the classroom. Who knew that the director of the usual sunny day did not show up, but it happened to be overcast today. The director stood outside the door and quietly opened the A3 draft paper, and looked at it at a glance. Fu Ye, who was facing the back door, took out his mobile phone from under the table, but Fu Ye himself didn't notice it.

Fu Yanqu said, "I don't think our age director can do it. Damn, he explained to me that I studied all morning and he was not accommodating."

Fu Ye ’s logic is just shit, Xu Xing interrupted and said, “Do n’t say that, the director is not someone who does n’t know how to be flexible.”

Fu Yan was angry, and Xu Xing didn't like to listen to this remark. He felt that the squad leader was saying something good for the director, but he was talking in an official way. He wasn't angry: "Squad leader, come on, you haven't had any contact with him, you know he knows how to be flexible?"

The teenager was accustomed to publicity and naivety: when he hated a person, he wished that the whole world would verbally criticize that person, so he felt relieved.

Lu Che heard the yin and yang in the lines of Fu Yi's words, and then said: "It's not the director's fault, you're OK, don't make a kid's temper."

Cody said with a smile: "Friend, you remember to take the initiative to admit your mistakes in front of the director, take a good attitude and lower your posture, and don't forget your mother-in-law's side."

As soon as Fu Yan heard this, he fainted. His eyes turned to the back of the girl obliquely forward, and he was quite annoyed: Fu Ye had been a grader in the past, and he had been fighting with "future mother-in-law" for a long time last year. time.

Until later, he was hooked by Xiong Huan, so he took the initiative to remove his spikes, rounded his edges and corners, and strived to be a good student who obeyed the law and discipline.

Fu Yan also lingered for such a long time, and felt that he could not give up all his achievements. If he had a bad impression in front of his future mother-in-law, "This kid is really revealing".

Fu Xun was uneasy in her heart, but she also temporarily turned the story over.

Cody quickly shifted the topic and asked Lu Che: "Chop, what are you going to do on Sunday?"

Lu Che stretched his back against the wall and answered, "Sleep."

Obviously this short answer was not what Cody wanted to hear. He asked again: "Sleeping for a day? Then your life is really boring."

Lu Che listened, his eyes fell on Xu Xing's back, and his voice sighed as soon as he said, "No way, I stayed at school alone, I have no family, no friends, and I do n’t know where I can go out of the school what."

Lu Che tries his best to emphasize that he is miserable, very miserable.

Then, he reached out and poked at Xu Xing's back, and asked, "Squad leader, can I go to your house to play with you tomorrow?"

Xu Xing just frowned and turned away, and immediately refused: "No."

"..."

Cody sneered and comforted him: "Chop brother, you can come and play with me ~"

Lu Che said perfunctoryly, telling you to play a fart.

At this time, the class teacher came in from the back door holding the book, and by the way brought a leave note to Xu Xing.

Xu Xing is responsible for the full attendance in the registration class. He took the leave note and gave it a hand, and opened the leave note to take a look at it: Lin Peisang asked for sick leave.

Xu Xing looked up and looked at the first group of seats, only to find that Lin Peisang's seat was empty. He pressed the leave note at the table and was planning to go to the podium to register his class diary in the next class.

There were only two classes on Saturday afternoon, and Xu Xing went home after school.

That night.

Xu Xing sat down at his desk and finished his math and physics and chemistry homework. He just heard a beep sound from the phone.

He unplugged the cell phone next to the charger and saw Xu Yin send him a message "Get the delivery".

Xu Xing pointed out WeChat, and just wanted to reply to Xu Yin's OK, he saw that there was a small red dot in the address book on the WeChat interface. He clicked it out, a friend named LC added him as a friend, with a message: monitor ~

Xu Xing frowned when he saw this wave sign.

Xu Xing's disliked location details of the other party. The black painter's head has no desire to poke open. His fingers are stuck above the "Add to Blacklist" at the bottom left. "Green access key.

The interface prompts "Processing" and "Passed Verification" were completed almost instantaneously, and a message from LC was received immediately-

Lu Che sent dozens of photos to bombard him frantically.

After all the photos were passed, Lu Checai sent a text message and asked, "Squad leader, can you pick a picture for me?"

Xu Xing: "..."

Xu Xing wanted to scold others. All of the photos are Lu Che himself. From the background of the photos, it is obvious that Lu Che took the picture when he participated in the municipal basketball game. The photographer's level is also very high. The teenager under the lens is arrogant and proud, and can be said to be very different from the coquettish and skinny man in WeChat.

not to mention--

This year, it is obviously not normal for a boy to find someone to help him pick a picture for himself.

Xu Xing silently typed on the Jiugongge keyboard.

Xu Xing: "Poisonous, are you?"

Lu Che: "You know I'm shy, so I just thought about sending you a picture for this reason."

Xu Xing: "Why do I want your photo? Sick."

Lu Che: "Just do whatever you like, don't hesitate to use it. [/ Smile]"

"..."

Xu Xing: "Get off."

Xu Xing silenced the phone on the desk and ignored Lu Che's questions, "Is he very caring" and "I hope the monitor will be able to exchange gifts."