his little stutter

Xu Zhao took off the school uniform hanging on his shoulders, and smiled meaningfully, "Is this school uniform yours?"

"Yes." Yu Nan replied.

Xu Zhao put on his school uniform with an innocent face, "Who said it was yours?"

Yu Nan turned her head and argued word by word, "This is mine."

Xu Zhao laughed, moved closer to him, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did you write your name?"

Yu Nan was blocked, Xu Zhao continued, his eyes fixed on Yu Nan, and he said slowly, "Since your name is not written, why is it yours?"

Yu Nan looked at him silently, the eyes of the two were very close, Xu Zhao could clearly see his thick and long eyelashes, and those black eyes.

"You, think, how about it?" Yu Nan said suddenly.

Xu Zhao looked into his eyes and pretended to think, "Hmm... let me think about it..."

He caught a glimpse of Yu Nan's indifferent face, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled badly, "Why don't you give me a kiss?"

Yu Nan looked at him, and his expression didn't change during that time. If others heard this, they would have been shocked, but Yu Nan, he has experienced all kinds of difficult things, so he doesn't care about this kind of joke at all.

Half a minute later, Yu Nan was still silent and indifferent.

Xu Zhao couldn't hold back, turned his head and laughed, "Sure enough, I guessed it right. This didn't surprise you. I'm really curious about what you've been through."

Yu Nan replied, "Now, you can return the school uniform to me."

Xu Zhao pretended to be sure, "This is my school uniform."

"What on earth do you want?" Yu Nan said.

"Did I stop talking just now, give me a kiss."

Xu Zhaozhen didn't think about that, but just wanted to tease him.

There was 3 seconds of silence in the air, Yu Nan turned her head and said calmly, "I don't want it anymore."

Xu Zhao laughed, and he guessed the result.

He put his arms on the chair, and said in a lazy tone, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I have a lot of school uniforms. I'm tired of wearing this one, so I'll throw it away tomorrow."

Yu Nan was silent for a long time without saying a word, Xu Zhao nodded rhythmically on the back of the chair, it was a very slow rhythm, he said slowly, "You really don't want it?"

"Except for this." Yu Nan whispered.

"Except for this?" Xu Zhao raised the corner of his mouth, "What can you give me?"

Yu Nan lowered her head and took a notebook from the drawer, opened it and pushed it to Xu Zhao, "This is, my notebook."

For the note of the first age, others would have been thankful for it long ago. Xu Zhao tapped Erlang's leg, tilted his body, glanced at it without moving, and laughed, "Do you think I need this? "

Yu Nan sold the notebook to him blankly, "I can, let you, get it, the top twenty."

Xu Zhao smiled playfully, and turned a page, "The grade or the class?"

Yu Nan replied, "A grade."

Xu Zhao nodded, "It sounds pretty good."

Then he put down his hands, looked at Yu Nan and smiled, it was a particularly annoying smirk, "But what to do, I'm not interested."

Yu Nan stared at him, "What on earth do you want?"

The air was suddenly quiet for a while, Xu Zhao laughed suddenly, feeling that it was almost done, "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, just promise me one condition, I will give you this school uniform, how about it?"

Yu Nan turned her face away and said slowly, "What's the matter?"

Xu Zhao folded his arms and lay back, "I haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you when I think it over."

Yu Nan turned her face away, but didn't respond.

As soon as the class bell rang, Fang Lan hurried in, with anger on her face, she stood on the podium and slapped the table, "Ge Yisong in our class will really surprise me, In the morning meeting, the principal called and criticized by name! I have been in charge of the class for so many years, and it is the first time that I have been called and criticized by name...Ge Yisong, what a person!"

The class monitor Ma Yijie replied at the bottom, "I was called to the dean's office when I came in the morning, and I haven't come back yet, teacher."

Fang Lan's anger remained undiminished, "When he comes back, let him come to me! I think he is going to heaven, and he even got together with the gangsters to fight!"

After finishing speaking, he went on to say to the other students in the class, "I have said this a thousand times, and now I will repeat it again. If anyone dares to fight and make trouble for me in the future, I'm sorry, I will ask you to leave our class immediately. Don't study hard." It's okay, don't spoil the atmosphere of our whole class, some people listen carefully!"

Hearing that many people in the class turned their eyes to a certain place in the corner at the same time, Xu Zhao felt the eyes from all directions, and said with a casual smile, "Teacher, who are some people?"

Fang Lan's face was still full of anger, "Don't give me Xu Zhao who is fooling around, and don't let anyone involved in this matter run away!"

Xu Zhao sneered, "so?"

For Xu Zhao, Xu Feng donated 50 yuan to the school at the beginning of the school year. The whole school basically knew about it, so as long as Xu Zhao was not too much, most of the teachers would choose to turn a blind eye.

Fang Lan knew this well, and she didn't want to quarrel with Xu Zhao, "I'm speaking to the whole class today, you are all students, what do you want to do if you don't study hard at a young age! No matter how much you say I don't want to say it anymore, you all know in your heart that there will be a training meeting in the lecture hall in the afternoon, and every student has to attend for me! Now, go to class!"

This time Xu Zhao didn't even bother to pretend to be flipping through the book, put his arms on the chair, and lowered his hair to message.

The contact person displayed on the phone was Zhao Bei, and a message was sent 2 minutes ago, [Brother Sheng, is the pine nut alright?Chen Zheng said that the school would invite his mother. 】

Xu Zhao replied, 【No. 】

Zhao Bei asked again persistently, 【What if? 】

Xu Zhao replied, 【Find someone to pretend to be his mother. 】

He sent a message to Chen Zheng, asking him to meet him on the playground after class.

While typing, a voice suddenly came to my ear, "Excuse me."

Xu Zhao looked up and saw that it was Yu Nan.

He still has the same calm and calm face, his voice will be deliberately serious in class, and it sounds a little cold when he is not stuttering.

Xu Zhao glanced at it, it was because his hands were too long, the hand that was resting on the chair blocked the narrow aisle between the chairs of the two of them, making it impossible for Yu Nan to get out.

Because the voice was too cold, Xu Zhao's ears were a little prickly. He hadn't heard anyone speak to him in such a tone for many years.

Xu Zhao didn't react for a while, so he raised his head and squinted at him, "Talk to me?"

Yu Nan didn't reply to his words, but looked down at the hand resting on the chair, "Is this hand yours?"

Xu Zhao also looked down, looked up at him again, and laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

Fang Lan on the podium shouted, "What are you doing, Xu Zhao!"

Xu Zhao smiled slightly, raised his hand, and looked at Yu Nan with a harmless face, "I'm sorry."

Seeing that the whole class was looking at Xu Zhao and Yu Nan, Fang Lan tapped on the blackboard, trying to win back the students' attention, "This question is a new question type this year. In the whole grade, only Yu Nan from our class and Qi Silu from Class [-] wrote it, which is not bad, let Yu Nan briefly explain his problem-solving ideas to us."

Fang Lan smiled and patted Yu Nan's shoulder, "Come here, Yu Nan."

Yu Nan is not good at speaking in front of many people, or rather than speaking, it is better to let him read.

But now it was obviously too late for him to prepare a draft of ideas, so he could only silently take a piece of chalk, quickly write the problem-solving process on the blackboard, and then silently put the chalk back to its original position.

During the whole process, he didn't say a word.

After reading the words on the blackboard, Fang Lan smiled, "Don't just write, you have to talk. I know you don't like to speak, so just say it."

Fang Lan just took Class [-], Grade [-] this year. She didn't know about Yu Nan's stuttering, but she only knew that this kid usually didn't like to talk.

Yu Nan paused, then slowly replied, "I won't."

Fang Lan smiled, "How can you not? Say what you think."

"I really, won't."

Yu Nan repeated again.

Fang Lan smiled a little far-fetched, "It's okay Yu Nan, just say it like this, I think your problem-solving process is well written, so just tell me why you thought of solving this problem in such a way Tell everyone why."

Yu Nan, "I really, won't."

Fang Lan couldn't hold back her face, "You..."

"The base is an equilateral triangle, and one edge is perpendicular to the base. From the dotted line, there may be one edge that cannot be seen. From the question, we can know that the side view of this spatial geometry has a side length of 3, so its side view can only be as shown in Figure [-]. The graph shown in the..."

The students looked around for the sound, and saw Xu Zhao leaning on the chair, with his hands crossed behind his head, in a half-lying position, and said lazily, "I can too, teacher, why don't you ask?" I."

"You will?" Fang Lan was a little dazed.

"Yes." Xu Zhao lazily stood up and walked to Yu Nan's side, "Go down, it's blocking my way."

After listening to Xu Zhao's words for the first time, Yu Nan returned to her seat.

With one hand in his pocket and a piece of chalk in the other, Xu Zhao lazily wrote down a row of his problem-solving process next to Yu Nan's problem-solving process.

He held the pen loosely and did not use much force when writing. The words left on the blackboard were very light and light.

His process is obviously much more succinct than Yu Nan's, which may be due to the fact that others are lazy and lazy in everything.

Yu Nan writes carefully and steadily, just like his people.

After Xu Zhao finished writing, he threw the chalk into the pencil case, "It's finished."

"Is this... what you thought?" Fang Lan couldn't believe it.

Not only she couldn't believe it, even the students in class one who sat down couldn't believe it either.

It was unbelievable for them to be able to answer a question so quickly that few people in the whole school could answer it correctly.

Xu Zhao smiled and made up, "I copied Ge Yisong's."

"Ge Yisong?" Fang Lan looked puzzled, "This is the answer he wrote himself? Since he knows it, why didn't he write it during the exam?"

Xu Zhao laughed, looking a little naughty, "I don't know, you can ask him."

Fang Lan nodded, "Okay, you go down first."

Xu Zhao pulled back the chair, was in that half-lying position again, squinted at Yu Nan who was sitting upright, and raised the corner of his mouth, "You don't want to thank me, either?"

Yu Nan turned her head, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for helping you out," Xu Zhao said.

Yu Nan said flatly, "No need."

Xu Zhao pretended to threaten him, "Are you sure you are not polite when you talk to me?"

Yu Nan obviously didn't like his style, and started to do the questions even after opening the book.

Xu Zhao obviously guessed Yu Nan's reaction, he lightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you really not afraid of me?"

Yu Nan lowered her head and wrote the questions.

Xu Zhao leaned over and tilted his head to look at him, "Did you lose your temper with me just now?"

Yu Nan didn't say a word, and wrote the question as if he didn't hear it.

His school uniform was not zipped to the top today, revealing a section of his fair neck, and if he got closer, he could see his collarbone.

He straightened his body, his face was cold, even when he was writing the question, he had the same indifferent expression, without even frowning, as if he had escaped into the empty door.

Xu Zhao looked at Yu Nan's unearthly appearance, and suddenly had a bad idea in his heart. He pushed Yu Nan's right hand, and Yu Nan's hand slipped, only to see the "to" at the end of the problem-solving question in the notebook. At the word, a long black horizontal line suddenly appeared.

Yu Nan turned to look at Xu Zhao expressionlessly.

Xu Zhao pretended to be careless, and said with a wry smile, "Oh—I'm sorry, I slipped my hand."