Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"Can……"

Lin Xi wanted to say something, but He Yanyang had already thrown the towel around his neck onto her head, said "let's go" casually, and walked past Lin Xi and the other person without looking back, and strode out of the playground.

"Really? It's like this every time." Lin Xi pulled off the towel covering her head, frowned, and muttered in annoyance.

"Is your brother... no, He Yanyang still having a quarrel with Teacher Yu?"

Xie Siyuan turned his head to look at He Yanyang who was walking away, then turned to look at Lin Xi who was frowning and looking worried, and spoke after careful consideration.

"Oh, yes... Auntie also asked me to ask him to go home, saying that she had something to tell him."

Lin Xi sighed, pursed her lips and tugged at the towel in her hand, then threw it into the trash can beside her. She turned to look at Xie Siyuan beside her and said, "Let's not talk about him anymore. Have you decided which subject to choose for the science or arts division next semester?"

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Xie Siyuan didn't dare to ask any more questions. He shook his head and said uncertainly.

"I haven't made up my mind yet. You know, I'm pretty good at every subject. I'm not biased, nor am I outstanding. It doesn't matter if I choose liberal arts or science. I'm not like you, so there's no need to worry about it."

Lin Xi hissed when she heard this, reached out and patted her, and said helplessly: "Sister, can you stop hurting my heart?"

Xie Siyuan held her arm and laughed, "I'm telling the truth. I don't understand how you could get a score of 140 in Chinese but fail in math?"

"I don't understand it either. I wasn't bad at math in junior high school. My worst score was over 90. But after I entered high school and accidentally dropped my pen on the floor during math class, everything changed."

Speaking of this, Lin Xi scratched his head in annoyance and said with some complaint: "When people are pushed into a corner, they can do anything, except math problems."

Seeing her sad look, Xie Siyuan nodded in agreement. Although her math performance was better than Lin Xi's, when facing some math problems, she could not help feeling powerless like a eunuch entering the bridal chamber. She could only shake her head. Lin Xi comforted her.

"It's fine once the subjects are divided. Besides, there are still two years left. You plan to study fine arts. If you can maintain your current grades, you can choose any art school in China."

"I hope so." Lin Xi sighed, but then she thought of He Yanyang's terrible grades, which were just as poor as hers, and she couldn't help but sigh again.

After the sports meet ended on Thursday, the students who had been distracted by the fun were brought back to the classroom and began to study as usual.

During the last class on Friday, although the students were still sitting in the classroom, it was not difficult to tell from the way they looked up at the clock in front of the classroom from time to time that everyone's minds had already flown out of the classroom and out of the school.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang on time. The Mediterranean politics teacher, who always loved to brag and talk, stopped talking for a rare time. He glanced at the dozens of pairs of eager eyes under the podium through the gap in his glasses, then raised a sly smile and cleared his throat.

"Don't worry, I'll say a few more words."

"Ah!" The students who were already holding their school bags and even pulling their suitcases, ready to move, suddenly burst into wails.

"Pfft!" The political teacher couldn't help but chuckle and slowly closed the book. "I was just kidding you. Have fun on the weekend, but don't forget to do your homework."

"Great!"

"Long live the political teacher!"

"Long live old man Li!"

As the situation took a turn for the better, the students in Class 7 who had been fooled immediately forgot about the curse they had just said to the political teacher in their hearts, and burst into warm cheers. Then, without waiting for the political teacher to speak, they rushed out of the classroom carrying their schoolbags and dragging their suitcases.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you are not active in studying and you are the first one to be punished during the holiday." The political teacher smiled and shook his head with few hairs left, picked up the thermos cup, and slowly walked out of the classroom.

"Xixi, I'm leaving first. I'll go home and discuss the subject selection with my parents. I'll tell you after I confirm it."

Xie Siyuan threw the heavy schoolbag onto his shoulder and spoke to Lin Xi who was slowly packing things beside him.

Huai'an City is very large, and most of the students of Huai'an No. 1 Middle School come from different districts of Huai'an City. Therefore, most of the students choose to live on campus and only go home on weekends.

Her home is quite far from the school, and it takes two or three hours to go back and forth. There are few direct buses, so she is in a hurry to catch the bus.

"Okay, you don't have to choose liberal arts like me. What's most important is what you like." Lin Xi stuffed a thick stack of papers into her schoolbag and nodded at Xie Siyuan.

"Okay, then I'll go first." Xie Siyuan also nodded, and then with a step of his long legs, he ran out of the classroom like a gust of wind and squeezed into the crowd.

"Brother Yan, let's go back to the old place?" In the last two rows of the classroom, four or five boys gathered around the desk of He Yanyang, who had just woken up from his sleep and yawned, and discussed excitedly where to go to play later.

"No, I have something to do later. You guys go by yourselves." He Yanyang stood up and stretched, threw his light schoolbag on his shoulder, kicked away the chair that was blocking the way, and walked out.

"Ah? Brother Yan, it would be so boring if you didn't go."

"Yeah, has Brother Yan found something interesting again? Take us with you."

When the boys heard that He Yanyang was not going, they suddenly became anxious and started talking at once.

"Go away. I'm not your father and I can't take care of the children." He Yanyang didn't even turn his head and walked out.

Hearing his tone, the boys knew that there was no hope, so they could only shut up in disappointment, mutter a few words, and then dispersed.

Although Lin Xi pretended to pack her things, she was actually paying attention to He Yanyang's movements. When she saw him walk out of the classroom, she quickly zipped up her clothes, picked up her schoolbag and chased after him.

Although school has been over for a while, there are still many students carrying backpacks and suitcases in the corridor, and it seems a bit crowded with people jostling for position.

Lin Xi was originally a little worried that there were too many people and she wouldn't be able to catch up with He Yanyang, but when she walked out of the classroom, she found that her worries were unnecessary.

Now that it is only the second semester of senior high school, although He Yanyang has been called to school several times and criticized by name several times for fighting with non-school personnel, his reputation is far from causing headaches for teachers and students of Huai'an No. 1 Middle School as it did later.

But perhaps because he was too intimidating with his height, which was much taller than the others, and he had a shaved head which made him look tough, even though he was just walking forward casually without any unnecessary pushing or shoving, the people who were in a hurry still tacitly made room for him.

Therefore, when Lin Xi came out, she saw a person on the corridor who seemed to have his own barrier. Her face lit up with joy and she spoke loudly.

"He Yanyang! Wait for me."