Times of Our Lives

After that, the two did not know why, their eyes often met, sometimes unconsciously, and sometimes one side was looking at the other.

In mathematics classes, Xie Meng is often called to do problems on the blackboard. The moment Ji Qinyang's eyes seemed to stick to his back from the moment he got up from his seat, of course, it may be an illusion, because many people I'm watching him, especially Zhang Gang's eyes are very enthusiastic, the kind of feeling of admiration to learn to bully and can't wait to kneel and lick ... even don't know when from the other side, as long as Xie Meng finished the problem, the teacher said correctly The habit of taking the lead after two words.

Xie Meng would return to his seat awkwardly with enthusiastic applause and applause every time. At this time, if he went to see Ji Qinyang, the other person ’s eyes would be very good * he would face him with a smile on his face Deep, but his eyes were jeering, and he was clapping.

Zhang Lianba's hands were all red, especially excited: "This type of Maitreya hasn't taught you yet!"

Xie Meng calmly said: "I have a preview."

Zhang Lianbang blindly worshiped a little exaggeratedly: "That's also great!"

Xie Meng glanced at him, opened the book and pointed to an example question: "Did you see exactly the same? Just change the number and the process will be memorized."

After looking at it carefully, it was found to be the same.

"You can do it after you carry it back." Xie Meng said these words as easily as talking about what to eat today. He encouraged him to pat his arm like this: "Next time you go up and try, do it right I applaud you. "

Maitreya ’s mathematics is taught very well, and he is humorous. When he talks about geometry, he even brings an ant toy on his body, like teaching children, but in fact, the only one of his students who is like a child is Ji Qinyang.

Only Ji Qinyang would ask him like a joke, teacher, why does the ant climb a cube, is there sugar on it? When talking about algebra, only he would think that a + b should be equal to ab.

Maitreya ’s spirit almost wanted to swear, but he could n’t help Ji Qinyang. Although the boys were not motivated and did not follow the rules, they did n’t skip classes and did n’t fight, and they rarely went to sleep in class. They even wanted to train him to learn No reason can be found without seriousness.

"You should work harder." Maitreya's patience with patience: "Follow Xie Meng Xuexue, preview before class, review after class."

At that time, at the time of late self-study, students and teachers whispered in front of the podium, Ji Qinyang's voice was lazy.

"I have it." He smiled and said, "But without this talent, the skills are not."

Xie Meng heard the subconscious look up, and Ji Qinyang also happened to look at him. He squeezed his eyes at Xie Meng, and suddenly his lips pulled down with his tongue against the person and rolled his eyes to make a gorilla expression. Xie Meng "Haw" laughed out.

"..." Zhang Lianban looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Xie Meng coughed and calmed down, "It's okay, I'm sloppy."

Zhang Gang's look of "you must be lying to me, but I will forgive you", this morning he was talking to Xie Meng Nianyu the netizen he just met, and the spit that said is so happy: "I tell you, She is so cute and tender, she also writes poems. Do n’t be too good ... "

Xie Meng listened and looked towards the podium. Ji Qinyang had already looked away and continued lazily and Maitreya snoring. It seemed that nothing had happened from beginning to end.

A few days before the mid-term exam, Ji Qinyang also asked Qi Fei to play. The two played for a long time with the senior group. They were finally put off during the intermission.

Qi Fei was the guy who asked Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng who were unfamiliar that day: "I heard that high school has formed a band. Are you interested?"

Ji Qinyang was lying on the ground, with his head resting on his arms, and said casually: "It's boring to make fun of it."

"That's not necessarily." Qi Fei laughed. "It seems that the lead singer is Yin Luoxue."

When he heard Yin Luoxue's name, Ji Qinyang froze, "What is she doing?"

Qi Fei spread his hands: "How do I know, people chase husbands thousands of miles ... When did you break up?"

Ji Qinyang snorted. The smile on his face did not change, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and said indifferently, "I have nothing to do with her. It is her business how she loves to play."

Qi Fei yelled a few times: "I have a deep affection for you. I heard that you chased after you went to W. I saw her during military training, and my eyes were anxious to stick to your face."

Ji Qinyang was undecided. In November, the temperature was much colder. He lay down for a while and sat up to put on his coat. When he turned around, he found that Qi Fei was copying the paper.

"When have you been so serious?" Ji Qinyang quipped, he leaned over and looked at: "Who copied it?"

Qi Fei: "Xie Meng's."

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow. He was a little surprised: "When did you get to know him so well?"

"What's so unfamiliar with this?" Qi Fei said indifferently: "Ask him if he wants it, it's nice."

Ji Qinyang's expression became subtle. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Meng's paper, regardless of Qi Fei's call of "hey".

Xie Meng's handwriting is as clean as his identity. It is not so beautiful, but it is cleaner than most boys. Ji Qinyang looked at it for a while and lost his interest. He threw the paper back to Qi Fei before wearing the coat. it is good.

"How long will you copy?" Ji Qinyang kicked the opponent's knee: "Leave."

"What shall we eat?" Qi Fei slowly packed the rolls: "mutton?"

Ji Qinyang shook his head: "I promised my mother to go home to eat."

"Sister Fairy is cooking today?" Qi Fei asked.

Ji Qinyang gave him a sideways glance: "Who asked you to call my mom like this."

"Well, what's wrong with the fairy sister? Last time she went to the dance machine, she was also talked to by a freshman. I don't think you're angry."

Ji Qinyang didn't say anything. He reached out and pressed Qi Fei's head, which was somewhat warning.

Xie Meng Jingren reminded him that the mobile phone in his jacket was shaking.

"Where are you?" Zhang Zhang's voice sounded quite urgent: "I hit you several times!"

"..." Xie Meng sighed. "What happened."

Zhang Lianban: "I haven't had a lot of simulation papers before ... Rourou hasn't been here recently. What about your papers?"

Xie Meng: "I gave Qi Fei."

Zhang Gang screamed, "What are you doing to him? What is the relationship between us, why don't you keep it for me?"

Xie Meng touched his nose, and at last he could only say, "Well, you come to me, I will teach you in person."

"Okay, okay!" Zhang said, "You give me the address, I'll come over right away!"

Xie Meng: "No. **** Road, Room 2 on the third floor."

Zhang Bar muttered: "The third floor ... 2 ..." He paused, his voice suddenly becoming careful: "Isn't this the famous martial arts center in the city ...?"

"Yeah." Xie Meng's speech was mild and flat. "I'm in Sanda, remember not to run wrong when you come."

Zhang Bang: "..."

When Ji Qinyang returned home, Ji Shanrong was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. He didn't look up when he saw his son, and only said, "Here you are."

Ji Qinyang said, Mo Suyuan came out of the kitchen, holding a cauldron in her hand: "Go and wash your hands." Mother urged: "Your dad brought crabs back, and eat two more today."

Ji Qinyang ’s love for crabs is average. He washed his hands and sat down next to the table. He fiddled with crab feet with a lack of interest. Ji Shanrong came back for a rare trip. He is a geologist. The love is far greater than the concern for the son.

Mo Suyuan disassembled the crabs for the grandfather and chatted with his son.

"Is the school fun?" Ji Qinyang went to high school and Mo Suyuan didn't seem to have any nervousness. She would always only ask if it was fun or not. It seems that her son went to play, not to learn.

Ji Shanrong piled up crab yellow, covered it with vinegar and ginger, and handed it to his wife's mouth. He asked "slow down, hot" and watched his wife eat happily.

"..." Ji Qinyang was shown defenselessly and murmured, "Dogs also need to be cared for ..."

"What are you talking about?" Mo Suyuan smiled at Ji Qinyang's head and asked again, "Is the school fun?"

Ji Qinyang bit his crab leg and perfunctoryly said, "It's okay ... quite interesting."

Mo Suyuan: "Are there any beautiful girls?"

Ji Qinyang said vaguely: "... not paying attention."

Mo Suyuan: "What about the boy?"

Ji Qin Yang paused, and Xie Meng's face flashed in his head, frowning slightly.

Mo Suyuan blinked, and she laughed: "It's so rare? It looks good on you?"

Ji Qinyang glanced at his mother. He looked at his father. Ji Shanrong was still slowly dismantling the crab legs. The father and son looked at each other, and the old man pretended to cough: "What do you care about boys?"

Mo Suyuan smiled coquettishly: "Are you jealous?"

Ji Shanrong couldn't help this mother-in-law who was still a little girl. She reluctantly replied, "Yes." She scooped crab meat into his wife's bowl.

"Make more friends." Mo Suyuan finally rubbed her son's fluffy hair: "Well, go to school, just have fun."

Zhang Leng stood outside the dojo holding the bag, and Xie Meng greeted him and then ended. The boy's figure clearly looked slender, but he was full of tenacity when he tried to match, and the close-fitting satin blazer, Xie Meng Pushing the palm, the sleeves radiate a curve like water.

It took him thirty to forty tricks with the master to get the momentum, and he walked outside while wiping his sweat.

"Where's the paper?" Xie Meng stared at Zhang Bao's bag: "Where can't I?"

Zhang Gangbang then reflected what he was doing, and hurriedly took out the paper from the bag.

Xie Meng hung the towel around his neck, held the paper in one hand and took out the pen to change it. Zhang Lianbang looked at him next to him. The boy's bangs were a little longer, and he hung with moisture on his forehead.

"Bring this in directly, and sum up after the prescription ..." Xie Meng paused for a moment, his eyes fell on Zhang Liangan's face and sighed: "Are you listening?"

Zhang Bar: "... you are so handsome."

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhang Langbang: "When did you start to learn Sanda?"

Xie Meng: "I didn't feel well when I was young. My grandma sent me to learn this geometric problem ..."

"Then put it first, don't rush." ​​Zhang Lianban's focus has been completely biased: "Did you learn this useful? Fighting defense or something ..."

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhang Lianban: "Hero saves beauty?"

Xie Meng looked at him silently.

"Is the road uneven?" Zhang Lianban put on a heroic figure.

Xie Meng finally couldn't help it: "I just learned Sanda and didn't become Superman or Spider-Man. What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Lianba still gave up: "What's the use of that?"

Xie Meng stiffened his head and said, "First, you need to be physically fit ..."

Both eyes became stars: "And then."

"Then ... maybe ..." Xie Meng felt embarrassed in his heart before he finally reluctantly said, "Protect the family and protect the country ...?"

"No matter what." Zhang Lianbo looked at Xie Meng seriously: "You are so handsome."

Xie Meng: "... Thank you."

It was almost time for dinner after solving the problems for Zhang Lianban, and the two settled dinner at the lamb shop in front of the martial arts hall.

"Rourou has been very busy recently, and they seem to be taking the exam, too." Zhang Lianbo sucked at the noodles: "She wants me to study hard and keep improving every day."

Xie Mengzheng squinted carefully to pick out the garlic in his face. He froze when he heard the words that he was studying daily, his eyebrows were dark and clear, and the mist rising from the sheep soup stared at Zhang so clearly. Don't talk.

Zhang Gangbang seemed to understand what the other party was suspecting, and the baby's face turned red instantly, stumbled and said, "I, we didn't, didn't have early love ... only, just encouraged each other ... divide, share ..."

"Don't you like her?" Xie Meng finally picked the garlic clean. He picked up the noodles and blew it softly: "Apart from asking me for homework every day, everything else is about softness ... How do you know each other? ? "

The blush on Zhang Lianban's face has not faded, and the whole person looks awkward and shy: "We met in a study group ..."

"..." Xie Meng did not respond for a while to learn what the group is ...

"Just, that is, a lot of students who study well stay in a group and talk about homework ..." Zhang Lianban was a little embarrassed: "I, I secretly mixed into the group with high s."

Xie Meng opened his mouth: "... copy the answers?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Lianban was startled, righteously retorted: "Soft and very powerful! They are talking about difficult topics, and the discussion was extremely serious and enthusiastic!"

Xie Meng couldn't imagine how beautiful the picture was. He thought about it and asked, "They know you are high?"

"I don't know ..." Zhang Lianbang suddenly became lonely: "I'm sorry to say that the topics they said are very difficult, I don't understand ... Once I accidentally asked where I wouldn't, but I just took care of me Now. "

Xie Meng didn't say anything. He patted his arm and silent for a while before he said, "You're fine. It's not a shame that you don't know what the problem is. They ignore you is their problem."

Zhang Gang laughed: "Rourou said the same thing."

Xie Meng nodded: "She must be excellent."

Zhang Lianban blushed again, he smirked as if he had been praised.

"You are also very good." Zhang Gang gave a small slap on Xie Meng's shoulder: "I think you will certainly have the title of what they will, but it is just not as high as s, there is nothing remarkable."

Xie Meng Renjun couldn't help but he took a step back and slowly said, "There are only two things in the world that are fair, that is knowledge and time. I think it is the same in any school."

Zhang Lang stuffed the mouthful of noodles, admiring his face and giving him a thumbs up.

"Well." Xie Mengyou drank the last bite of mutton soup: "But I didn't say the previous sentence."

Zhang Bang: "........."