Human ladder

When Wen Yan and others came to the class, they found that the class was still as noisy as ever. People in the first row were throwing baskets and throwing garbage.

Liu Duwen complained: "Did Lord Zhou eat □□ last night?"

Many people in the class heard about Wen Yan's great achievements yesterday, and immediately ran to him and surrounded the front row of the classroom. One of them said with a smile: "I heard that he was going to climb up to chase you yesterday, but he fell. Come down, if you don’t look for you, who will you look for?”

Wen Yan chuckled and said, "No wonder."

He Zhang couldn't help but sympathized with Zhou Quan in his heart, and said, "No wonder Wen Yan is so 'sticky'."

This remark made Wen Yan feel a chill, glanced at He Zhang, and said coldly: "Can you change the word to something less disgusting?"

"Okay, let's abandon the dark and follow the future? How about a deep love between husband and wife?"

"Fuck you."

Wen Yan and the others were used to lawlessness in the classroom, and the teachers also selectively ignored it. The classroom was originally a mess, full of rat shit, and no one was afraid of breaking anyone.

In fact, none of these people woke up during class in the morning. Most of them were sleeping on the table, and they were not very interested in playing.

But it is a special test of the psychological quality of the people's teachers-everyone wants to be worthy of the title of teacher, and it is the duty to preach and learn from work...Teachers should teach first and then teach.

The older teacher on the podium held up his reading glasses and knocked on the desk: "Student, classmate, it's class, everyone."

Everyone didn't take it seriously, and someone called out: "Is there anyone in Kaihei? Come on, there is a shortage of people, and everyone on the other side is here."

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and waved in response, ready to join the battle: "Wait..."

Before he finished speaking, a timid voice suddenly came in while Wen Yan was speaking: "You guys...can you keep your voice down? I want to attend class."

It was a girl's voice.

Wen Yan lowered his head and realized that he was standing in front of the blackboard, probably blocking the words on the blackboard.

He subconsciously said: "Ah, I'm sorry..."

Said to make way to the side.

In the beginning, what the girl said was inconspicuous in the noisy classroom. It may be that a sensitive word fell on someone's ears. The originally noisy classroom was quiet and audible. Many people looked sideways at this strange man. the sound of.

"Who is she..."

"Oh, the one that fell from class five... seems to be called Yu Meng?"

The podium is a little higher, and the place where Wen Yan stands is the angle from which he can look down on the girls. The girls have bangs and shawls, and they look ordinary.

"So what did I hear just now? Learning??? I almost forgot how these two words were written."

"Tch, good student? You shouldn't be studying here. Why pretend? If you don't study, it will be like that."

Yu Meng had heard these ridicules more than once, and didn't pay much attention to them, thinking, this is the beginning... Maybe there will be more.

She lowered her head, pinned her nails, and the books spread out on the desk were densely drawn with highlighters. Probably all girls have this habit. They like to use a ruler to compare their writing. Wen Yan can clearly see that the notes on her notes are neat and neat like ants. Dense words.

"If you want to learn to transfer classes, you..."

The man fell silent suddenly.

Everyone looked in one direction.

On the podium, Wen Yan stood taller than the teacher. He raised his left hand and made a quiet gesture to everyone.

It was a physics class, Wen Yan had an impression of this old man with a 'white donkey', then he glanced back and saw the blackboard written on the dirty blackboard from the previous few days, and immediately wiped the blackboard clean without saying a word.

The chalk dust was piled up layer after layer, and the morning sun shone in the well-lit classroom.

White dust swirls and dances in the sun, and the classroom smells like greasy breakfast. It's really not a good place to study.

Wen Yan ignored the staring gaze behind him, wiped off the chalk dust from his hands after wiping the blackboard, and greeted the teacher on the podium: "You tell your story, I'll sleep..."

He looked around at the people in the classroom with their mouths open and their jaws dropped in shock, and said in a nonstop way: "Don't disturb me, understand? I'm very angry when I wake up."

After finishing speaking, he walked off the podium and fell asleep on his desk.

This class is the safest class since the beginning of this semester. The physics teacher was moved to tears, and the lectures were a little more exciting than usual.Although there was still only one person listening, there was no noise around, and everyone who could hear it but couldn't, all raised their heads and stared at the teacher stupidly as they watched the lesson, but no one dared to say a word.

Wen Yan had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up, it was already the second big recess. He probably forgot about his morning coquettish operation, and when he stretched his waist, he suddenly found the dead silence in the class. , asked: "What are you doing? Who are you silently mourning? Or did He Zhang jump off the building?"

Hearing Wen Yan's words, He Zhang, who had been holding back for several hours, finally exploded: "Fuck, what kind of ecstasy soup did you ask the dean to drink?"

"..."

Wen Yan recalled it carefully, and immediately understood what they said, and pouted in the direction of Yu Meng in the front row: "Why are you delaying others like this? You stink of yourself, why do you ruin others?"

Wen Yan's voice is not loud, but he is used to responding to everyone in the class. When he speaks, almost no one speaks with him, so the words can reach Yu Meng's ears smoothly.

Yu Meng's hand, which was struggling to take notes, paused, the water-based pen drew a long line on the paper, bit his lip, and his eyes turned red immediately.

She is mediocre in her studies, no match for the dazzling Lu Congqi, and she was at an upper-middle level in her sophomore year of high school.

She can't speak, she looks ordinary, no matter how hard she tries, she is only average, almost the same.

But she is so inconspicuously ordinary, so insignificantly middle-of-the-road, and it is also her hard work in exchange for it.

The teacher still took care of her, knowing that she was willing to study and never gave up on her even in this class, so she simply gave her lectures alone.

Because they all know that no one can save this class.

Some people are good, and some people are bad.

They are the ones in charge.

But Yu Meng didn't want to be that kind of person, didn't want to become one with them, so she drew a clear line, even if she behaved differently from them.

Yu Meng quickly buried her face on her shoulder and buried her head in the thick stack of books, without showing any expression.

Somehow, Wen Yan saw the shadow of Lu Congqi in Yumeng.

I thought of the figure of Lu Congqi huddled in the small light shadow, immersed in the paper in the middle of the night.

In fact...if he could, under the 'supervision' of so many people, he would probably look like this...

"Wen Yan, next PE class, let's play ball."

Wen Yan came back to his senses, responded, pulled He Zhang, and walked out of the classroom wrestling with those people.

Liu Duwen, who took a slow step, chased after him, grabbed He Zhang's shoulder next to him, and suddenly said excitedly: "It's Friday today, should we go on patrol tonight?"

What Liu Duwen said reminded Wen Yan that every Friday the whole school will have three free evening self-study sessions. Their inspection team patrols next to each class, collects their mobile phones, and catches those who make trouble while sleeping. In fact, they are substitute teachers for the three sessions, but there are also many People are too addicted to being an official, and they show off their power, for example: Liu Duwen.

"You reminded me so much, this is the first inspection this semester..."

Wen Yan rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said, "That's all right, call some of them, and try to charge more tonight."

Although the mobile phones they collect will eventually be handed over to Zhou Quan at the Political and Educational Office, but it does not prevent them from becoming one of the few fun things they have in school. It's just that Wen Yan has never been interested in it, and it seems like a mighty devil army village. Only Lu Congqi's class has this kind of treatment. Whenever this time comes, Wen Yan will stand on the podium openly and molested Lu Congqi in public.

Wen Yan is very kind to Lu Congqi, so nice that he is eccentric but really annoying.

In the past, almost every morning and evening self-study, Wen Yan led his gang of bandits to check mobile phones throughout the school. Every time, Wen Yan would stay in Lu Congqi's class for a long time, standing on the podium and saying hello :"Did you have meal?"

"What do you want for breakfast tomorrow, can I bring you?"

"Why don't you reply to my messages? It's okay, you're fine playing on your phone."

The thick-skinned Wen Yan resisted the white eyes and daring eyes of the whole group, and insisted on waiting until Lu Congqi asked and answered before giving up, and he made a fool of a good woman with the little hooligan and his dog legs like.

When He Zhang thought of what Wen Yan had done, he immediately shuddered, and gave Wen Yan a slap: "Don't go to Lu Cong to make people annoying in their class? Because of you, our class chases everyone, and even the little girls in the class chase after you." No, fuck, you chase after yourself..."

He Zhang remembered that Wen Yan was special, but he still swallowed his following words alive.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan pricked up his ears and licked his face without restraint, and said, "What am I chasing after?"

Seeing He Zhang's expression as if he had eaten shit, Wen Yan didn't make things difficult for him, and continued on his own: "What does it matter if they can't catch up with me? I have to chase my wife too."

After finishing speaking, her beautiful eyes slightly bent, and she smiled maliciously: "You can't blame me just because they have a crush on me, can you?"

Wen Yan, who finally provoked public anger, was beaten and kicked away by He Zhang and others.

However, when it was really night, a group of people swept up the first, second, and third grades in a mighty way, and tacitly kept the first and third grades of the senior grades until the end.

Liu Duwen, who is poor and single, still thinks that Wen Yan and Lu Congqi are at odds with each other, and now he is winking and running to Wen Yan to ask for credit: "How is it? Interesting enough? I deliberately saved it until the end. Damn it."

"Fuck off."

Wen Yan kicked Liu Duwen into the class, and walked in with the glutinous rice balls he had lined up to buy for Lu Congqi. He immediately locked Lu Congqi who was sitting by the window with his head down reading.

Wen Yan knew that Lu Congqi liked to eat this kind of sticky and glutinous stuff, and whenever he had the chance, he would buy a copy and come to Xianbao. Just watching Lu Congqi bite the glutinous rice balls, his cheeks puffed up Small pieces, the appearance of eating glutinous rice balls without saying a word is very satisfying.

He walked to Lu Congqi's table and gently placed the glutinous rice balls on the table.

Lu Congqi raised his head when he heard the sound, and met Shang Wenyan's eyes.

Then Wen Yan saw Lu Congqi smiling at himself, his eyes rolled up, as if he was genuinely happy.

So Wen Yan rarely lowered his voice, and said softly: "I brought you a copy as I passed by, why didn't I reply to your message? I told you, I won't accept your mobile phone."

Wen Yan, who collected all the students' mobile phones in the school with a cold face, said nonsense without changing his face.

Liu Duwen watched helplessly as the portion of glutinous rice balls that he thought was for them arrived on Lu Congqi's table, and his mouth was about to drool, but Wen Yan didn't give them a look, and he was so wronged that he almost cried Le: "I thought Brother Wen said that tonight's reward was his share of glutinous rice balls... I've been thinking about it all night."

"In class, don't play with your phone."

"Oh? That's a good student who was called a parent for playing with a mobile phone?" Wen Yan put his hands on the table, lowered his head and leaned into Lu Congqi's ear, whispering 'whispering' in a voice that could be heard by the whole class .

Lu Congqi's ears blushed, his body tensed up nervously, he raised his head and stared blankly at Wen Yan, and said, "It's not to deal with your mess."

"I heard that uncle found the phone number of his future daughter-in-law in your phone... Son, daughter-in-law, wife with ending number 7568, do you want to call again?"

This is already naked teasing.

Lu Congqi was like a fawn in a hurry, under Wen Yan's oppression, he could not retreat and stretched his body. Hearing Wen Yan's words, he was stunned and didn't react.

His face turned pale for a moment, as if he had returned to the way he was awakened from a nightmare—expressionless, as if covered with a layer of frost.

However, it was only at that moment that the tip of Lu Congqi's ears turned red, which looked like buds protruding from his pale face.

Wen Yan's heart softened, and he unconsciously moved closer.

He Zhang never thought that Wen Yan would be able to make waves like this, so he coughed heavily.

Wen Yan accepted it when he saw it, and withdrew his sense of oppression, and smiled without any burden: "The puppy love with the tail number 7568 calls you on the computer and no one answers, 'she' asked me to talk to you, remember to 'her' 'Call back."

Lu Congqi stood up the book, pretending not to change his face, and looked at the densely packed words on it.

The unwavering heart has long been in a mess.

Seeing that Lu Congqi ignored him, Wen Yan was stern and didn't plan to leave: "Did you hear that?"

Lu Congqi nodded slowly.

However, Wen Yan was not satisfied, and asked unwillingly, "Did you hear that?"

"Listen..." Lu Congqi closed his eyes resignedly, "I heard it."

Wen Yan, who was successfully promoted to the object of his puppy love, was immediately overjoyed, and then turned around to meet the eyes of everyone in the class, showing his [-] joy in his heart unsteadily.

He came to He Zhang and the others holding the handful of candy that was enough for him to have fun all night, and said in a pissed way: "You are all like sand sculptures, and you are still chasing after a partner. You deserve to be single all your life."

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yan seemed to be afraid that someone would snatch his candy, and spent a lot of time suppressing the raised corners of his mouth, and left with a serious face.

The next day, Saturday, those who usually live on campus can go home.

Originally, he could leave early in the morning, but Lu Congqi's usual practice is to pack his things and go back when he stays at school until noon.

He will stay quietly in the dormitory and read a book all morning.

Wen Yan stood in front of Lu Congqi's dormitory at dawn and hesitated for a long time.

Everyone has almost left.

He held the flowers that bloomed just in the early morning, listened to the birdsong outside, and watched the sun rise gradually.

However, Wen Yan still didn't dare to knock on Lu Congqi's door.

Flowers are good flowers.

It can be heard that Yan is afraid that the flowers in his hands at the moment are not as good as Lu Congqi's sentence: "Morning." The flowers are blooming brilliantly.