Xiaoman

Just as Xia Liang was about to continue talking, Li Meng and Luo Hao came back staggeringly.

"It was so exciting just now!" Li Meng said after entering the classroom and sitting down, moving his stool to Chao Chao and Xia Liang, with a "muddy" expression on his face, like the person who kicked Ma Shuo on the ground just now It's him, who has become a member of the school bully bastard.

Wang Chao was much more normal than he was. He first mentioned something to Xia Liang when he came in through the back door: "Fortunately, you left early. When everyone had dispersed, Guo's loud voice came."

"It's okay." Xia Liang replied.

"But he just passed by and didn't say anything." Wang Chao continued, "I asked Luo Hao and the others."

"Ask me why I'm here, fuck." Luo Hao cursed and sat on the window sill, everyone else was pushed back by Guo's loud voice, only he ran over thick-skinned.

"When the dog sees us, it's like seeing a spy come to blow up the school building. It's like a dog like Stove." He stretched half of his arms into the window to support Xia Liang's desk.

Liu Xiaoman can't like Luo Hao at all, he can get used to Guo Wei and the others, Luo Hao is too good at bluffing, he wants to stay away from him even if he gets closer.

Although he went over to squeeze Xia Liang away just now, it was very righteous to make him pay attention to the punishment on his back.

I can't like it either.

Especially when he sees him and wants to yell...

"Hey, little disabled!" Luo Hao was thinking about whatever he was thinking about.

Liu Xiaoman looked at him, Luo Hao asked with a smile: "I heard from the two buddies in front, isn't it cool that Brother Liang was protecting you just now? Isn't it exciting?"

What do you say?

Liu Xiaoman replied in his heart, looking down for the English audiobook.

"What are you doing here?" Xia Liang asked him.

"Can you stop saying the same thing every time I come here?" Luo Hao clattered his legs on the window sill, "I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"

"Go away if you have nothing to do." Xia Liang said.

"I'll get out after I ask." Luo Hao prodded him happily, "Go out to play tomorrow?"

"Where are you going?!" Li Meng turned around and asked very positively.

"It's not decided yet, Guo Wei and the others are so crazy that they want to ride a bike around the neighborhood to see what a bloody river..." Li Meng thought for a while but didn't remember the name of the broken river, so he waved his hand, " Anything, you go?"

"Is it suitable?" Li Meng twitched at this time, pulling his hair a little, "Riding a bicycle? Do you all have it?"

"You haven't?" Luo Hao glanced at Xia Liang, but Xia Liang didn't respond, so he thought for a while and said, "Then if you want to go, rent a Mobike?"

Several people laughed, and Wang Chao cursed "crazy".

"Are you going or not?" Luo Hao asked Xia Liang again.

Liu Xiaoman flipped through the exercise book and raised his ears.

Every time Li Meng said that Xia Liang was not interested in going out to play, but Xia Liang would usually go for what Luo Hao and the others said.

It’s fine if he goes, I don’t have to give him tutoring, and it’s good to study at home safely. After all, the exam is coming soon, and I have to grasp the previous content...

"No." Xia Liang interrupted his muttering.

I was a little happy.

Liu Xiaoman casually drew two small circles on the draft paper.

"Then what are you doing? Or you can say where you want to go to play, brothers and sisters are up to you." Luo Hao asked persistently.

"Not going anywhere," Xia Liang spread out Liu Xiaoman's history notes, flipped through a few pages, and copied, "Study."

Luo Hao stopped talking, just as the English listening broadcast started, he waved his hands and jumped off the window sill to walk back: "God damn study."

"Then shall I go or not?" Li Meng was still asking.

"Whatever you want." Xia Liang and Luo Hao said at the same time.

Evening self-study is a class with Guo Dasheng, I don't know if he is thinking too much, Liu Xiaoman felt that when he came in with a book between his hands, he glanced in Xia Liang's direction.

"Are you happy?" Guo Dasang folded his arms and lay down on the podium.

Some people say they are happy and some say they are unhappy.

"Why aren't you happy, aren't you happy on vacation?" Guo said in a loud voice, "Is it because you have too much homework?"

"Yes!" The class yelled immediately, and Liu Xiaoman heard the three brothers roar, "There are more arrangements than in class, hurry up and down."

Some people ask Guo Dasheng to assign less homework.

"What should I do if I'm not happy? I still have to write." Guo Da's voice stood up straight, and he took out a thick roll of papers from his coat with a smile, and divided them into a stack for later pass. My classes will be checked one by one when the time comes."

The class instantly wailed and shouted together.

"Stop yelling, it's better to do the questions directly when you have this time!" Guo Da suppressed his voice with a loud voice, and then returned to normal with a smile.

In the buzzing atmosphere of the class, Liu Xiaoman flipped through the papers issued by Guo Dasang, one of which was densely packed with two full-sided multiple-choice questions, and the other was two full-sided big questions with no answer space left.

"Fuck, I can't finish writing even if I eat shit!" Li Meng shouted.

Liu Xiaoman didn't understand why he had to eat shit, but the amount of questions was indeed quite large.

"Did you write it?" He asked Xia Liang.

Xia Liang got the paper and folded it into the table, looked at the paper in Liu Xiaoman's hand: "Do you want me to write it?"

Of course.

Liu Xiaoman nodded: "Let's write."

"Then write." Xia Liang said.

The promise was so straightforward, but Liu Xiaoman laughed instead: "Can you write? I haven't seen you memorize a book before. Choose C for all multiple-choice questions?"

Xia Liang also smiled: "The general scumbags choose C, and the handsome ones like me mainly choose D."

"Thick-skinned." Liu Xiaoman rolled his eyes.

"You can question other aspects, and you can also question the appearance, are you guilty?" Xia Liang looked at him.

Xia Liang's face was really speechless.

Liu Xiaoman stared at him twice, now he feels more and more that every feature on Xia Liang's face is based on his aesthetics, no matter how you look at it, it looks good, no matter how you look...

He remembered the adjective Luo Hao used just now.

Be energetic.

"Oh." He finished the paper and answered casually, "Which aspect can I question?"

Boys talk about questioning or not questioning, and the topic is destined to go in one direction. Xia Liang took his paper and wrote his name: "You will know if you try it. You don't have to question anything."

Liu Xiaoman glanced at him, then looked away again.

"Aren't you..." He muttered in a low voice, "You can be lured into hooligans by saying anything?"

"Divide the place." Xia Liang said, took out his paper from the table bucket and gave it to Liu Xiaoman, and rubbed it on his leg as he handed it over, "This is in the class, not in other places. It’s not abducting with your mouth.”

shameless.

Liu Xiaoman took care of the itching, sullenly dodged it, and smiled inexplicably in his heart for a long time.

The four quarters in the evening are all classes with Guo’s big voice. Although he always has a smile on his face when communicating with students, he has to sarcasm from time to time. Raising his voice can really scare people, so the first two classes The atmosphere is fairly honest.

But after all, the next day was a holiday. In the third quarter, the class began to loosen up, and in the fourth quarter, each of them directly exposed their true nature.

Those who change positions change positions, those who talk talk, those who play games with their heads together.Li Meng was the most exaggerated. He packed his schoolbags and hugged Wang Chao in his arms while eating rolls and watching movies with Wang Chao.

It was the last class, and Guo Da didn't care too much about his voice, he shook his head and let out a loud "hey" as he passed by them, and knocked Li Meng on the head to tell him to put his face away.

Liu Xiaoman finished one and a half of the two papers in three classes, and there were two thirds of the big questions left. His mind was a little tired, and he couldn't calm down after being disturbed by the class, so he put down his pen and sighed.

"You're tired." Xia Liang said.

"It's okay." Liu Xiaoman leaned over to see what he was writing.

Xia Liang actually did the papers sent by Guo Dasang, but he gave them in a different order than Liu Xiaoman, he did the big one first.

There were no spaces on the test paper, so he dragged a few pieces of draft paper from Liu Xiaoman to write the answer, and Liu Xiaoman took one, Xia Liang's handwriting was still so casual, as if he had his own ruler in his hand, it was very special to pile up a full sheet nice.

Facing the test paper, he scanned a few questions, and found that although Xia Liang wrote few inscriptions, they were almost all on top of each inscription, even if they were almost all his own words, without using terminology or listing them. One, two, three key points.

"You are amazing." He sighed sincerely.

"What?" Xia Liang also looked over.

"I haven't memorized the book, and I can still click on the questions." Liu Xiaoman dragged his political book over, flipped to the corresponding page and pointed it to Xia Liang, "Look, your The meaning is the same as it, but it is not written according to its point... Adding an impact on the country and the nation here is almost the same.”

He carefully worked out two questions for Xia Liang, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Liang, and found that he was not reading, and was tilting his head with the back of his hand against his cheek to look into his eyes.

"Have you heard?" He reached out and poked Xia Liang's waist.

"Listen." Xia Liang held his hand.

Liu Xiaoman looked aside quickly, and was about to pull it back, Xia Liang called him: "Liu Xiaoman."

He stopped and said "Huh?"

Xia Liang was wearing a rather long coat today, and the hands of both of them happened to be blocked in. There was no one behind them, and there were tables and books in front of them. Everyone was talking about their own things. He looked at Li Meng in front of him. Watching a movie with Wang Chao is also arm in arm, thinking that it should not let others see anything.

"You can become a teacher in the future." Xia Liang squeezed his hand up and down.

"In the future?" Liu Xiaoman was stunned.

His nerves are extremely sensitive to all the words about "later" and "future". Xia Liang's words were really connected in his mind one by one in the order of each word.

"I'm a teacher?" He repeated it again, as if he had a whimsical dream just talking about it, curling his fingers and shaking his head again and again, "I can't, I only have..."

"Being a teacher doesn't look at your arm." Xia Liang put his fingers between his fingers and opened his fist little by little, "And you don't have to be a teacher on the podium, have you ever used a learning machine? "

The crevices of Liu Xiaoman's fingers were numb from Xia Liang's caress, every gap was embedded, the palm felt the temperature of the other hand, the wriggling of the knuckles twisted together, Xia Liang rubbed it with his fingertips There was an indescribable itch between his fingertips.

"I... Brother Yang Yang has one. I saw him use it in junior high school." He blinked.

"Oh." Xia Liang glanced at him with the corner of his eyes, and pinched his little finger.

Liu Xiaoman wanted to laugh a little, so he dared to pinch him too: "I was a child."

Xia Liang also laughed, grabbed Liu Xiaoman's fingers again, and continued: "Now there are not only learning machines, but many institutions have online courses. You can record at home and send it online."

"Online?" Liu Xiaoman's heart thumped.

"It's the Internet." Xia Liang rubbed his thumb into the palm lines from his tiger's mouth, "Online classes don't look at your face, even if you do, your arms don't get in the way. People have special software, you can read the knowledge points and teach you. Just do it."

"Just like you told me," he added.

"Can it work..." Liu Xiaoman looked at the test paper and political paper again, "I'm not professional."

"How old are you?" Xia Liang laughed, "The people standing on the podium teaching you are just students in high school. They also grew up slowly."

"You worked so hard," Xia Liang put all five fingers in between his fingers and shook, "You can definitely do better than Guo Da's voice."

As he spoke, he laughed again: "At least it won't be worse than Shangliang Mountain."

Liu Xiaoman felt that his face was a little hot, but this time it was not because of embarrassment or shyness.He has never dared to think in the direction of "teacher". Every time he vaguely thinks about it, the first picture that appears in front of his eyes is always the three-foot-square breakfast stall, and he closes his mind immediately, I dare not continue to think about it.

It could be so.

That's right, Brother Yang Yang's learning machine is taught by someone, why didn't he think of it?

He looked at Xia Liang, feeling uncontrollably agitated.

Why is this person so amazing?

It can always lead him to see new things that he didn't dare to think about before, time and time again, one after another, every time he thought it was incredible, but it can usher in more novelty and bring him more hope shock.

How can Xia Liang be so good?

He felt that he might have saved all his luck in the past ten years to this event, so that he could meet such a good Xia Liang.

Xia Liang looked at Liu Xiaoman looking at him with bright eyes, but felt a little distressed.

Teacher, or an online class teacher, most people with good grades and motivated may not like it, or even the lowest direction for ordinary people when they are most confused about employment choices. For Liu Xiaoman, even thinking of it is like opening a new world. door.

I don't know what to think about and deny myself all day long, one direction can make him happy like this.

"You..." Just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the whole floor screamed in his ears at the same time.

"The power is off!" Someone shouted excitedly.

Guo shouted loudly to maintain discipline, but no one paid any attention to him. Xia Liang felt that his brain hadn't reacted yet, so he pulled Liu Xiaoman forward with a little strength, and kissed him with his head tilted.

The first kiss was crooked, his lips hit Liu Xiaoman's nasal bone, he wanted to laugh a little, in the dark noise of the room, he kissed all the way down the bridge of Liu Xiaoman's nose, covering his lips.

Breathing quickly, Liu Xiaoman trembled in the darkness, but did not push him away.

The power outage was short, and when the lights came back on, more than half of the people in the class were complaining, why didn't they just stop to the end and leave school straight away.

Guo came in from outside the classroom with a big voice, checked the time, clapped his hands to make everyone quiet, it was the last ten minutes, hold on.

"I'm fucking ready to take this opportunity to sneak away!" Li Meng turned angrily from the front and patted Liu Xiaoman's table.

Liu Xiaoman ignored him, and Xia Liang ignored him, both of them were writing the question in a serious manner, Li Meng pointed to Liu Xiaoman's face boredly: "Why is your face so red?"

Liu Xiaoman buried his head even lower, and didn't know what he muttered, Li Meng turned back, and he tightly pressed his lower lip to hide the bite marks on it.