The correct posture to conquer rogues

After a brief self-introduction and sparse applause from his classmates, he sat down at the last seat by the window amid fresh or probing eyes.

From front to back in the classroom, the students are uneven in size, and they must not be arranged according to height.

Ye Chaochuan's height was average among his peers, and it was a bit difficult for him to sit at the end and look at the blackboard, but he was quite at ease, there was no special preferential treatment or troublesome arrangements, and he would not attract attention.

This class is history, and the short female teacher is on tiptoe, struggling to draw a huge picture of major events in the era.

Ye Chaochuan felt it was a bit fresh, and listened with gusto.

The male student at the front desk suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, but he didn't even have time to react.

After class, Ye Chaochuan cleaned up the table and just sat in his seat.

The male student at the front desk glanced at him sideways, then turned around and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Hello, my name is Yuan Shouren."

Yuan Shouren's facial features are a bit stiff, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and at a young age, he has a face full of bitterness and hatred.

Ye Chaochuan moved his lips: "Hello."

Yuan Shouren glanced at Ye Chaochuan's desktop: "Do you need notes? I can lend you."

Ye Chaochuan shook his head.

"Which school did you come from?"

Yuan Shouren's questioning was methodical, with adult caution and vigilance, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Yuan Shouren's deskmate also turned around, couldn't hide his excitement and said quickly, "That's right, tell me."

Ye Chaochuan had no choice but to say, "I just moved here from another place."

"Where?"

"..."

Yuan Shouren's tablemate was quick to talk and had a super invincible gossip heart, Ye Chaochuan was annoyed by his questions.

Ever since the third person interrupted, Yuan Shouren listened silently, and suddenly said: "Let me copy a class schedule for you."

"Thank you." Ye Chaochuan really needed this.

Yuan Shouren turned around.

It seems that we can always meet one or two such warm-hearted people, but it is difficult to last long, and often only stay on the day when he is new.

The sharp bell rang for half a minute before it stopped. Yuan Shouren stretched his arms back, like a snake spitting out a letter, and quickly put the timetable on Ye Chaochuan's desk.

Ye Chaochuan saw that these two periods were political lessons.

The teacher who taught the class was a tall, thin, wizened man, and he taught the already boring political class as dryly as he himself. Finally, it was noon, and the teacher dragged on for a few more minutes.

The atmosphere in the third year of high school was different. As soon as the teacher said that the get out of class was over, the students rushed out against the clock.

While packing up his things, Yuan Shouren said to him: "How do you eat, why don't you go to the cafeteria with us and use my meal card first."

Ye Chaochuan shook his head: "No need, can you tell me where the store is?"

Ye Chaochuan separated from Yuan Shouren and the others at the entrance of the store, bought bread and milk, and bought some stationery along the way.

In the afternoon, it was Chinese and mathematics. Ye Chaochuan liked these two subjects very much, and the time passed quickly.

It was nearly seven o'clock when I got home from school, but Ye Qing was not at home. He went into the kitchen and recited ancient Chinese in his heart while cooking.

Starting from delivering supper to Ye Qing, warming up dishes and adding some ingredients gradually escalated. Ye Chaochuan was able to make food by himself when he was in junior high school, and then Ye Qing shamelessly handed over the matter of eating to his son.

Ye Chaochuan doesn't cook too much, he only cooks one dish for one meal, and the portion is big enough for two people to eat.

Ye Qing found a job today.

Any field is a circle, and any two people in the circle may be inextricably linked.

Ye Qing contacted a few friends, one of them was the teacher's lover, who had a childhood friend in this city who happened to be the editor-in-chief of a magazine.

Relying on layers of relationships, Ye Qing met the editor-in-chief who was inextricably linked, and then got a job.

The mother and son finally settled down in this place.

Full of warmth and lust, idlers are lenient.

Recently, Ye Qing felt refreshed, and her mental illness started to flare up. First she encouraged Ye Chaochuan to make friends, and later she even bluntly supported him to make a girlfriend.

Ye Chaochuan squirted out a mouthful of milk: "You make me fall in love early?"

Ye Qing looked very serious: "Yes, you get a girlfriend, you both go to the same university, go to the university and start dating, and get married after graduation."

"You're thinking too far." Ye Chaochuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took a tissue to clean up the milk that Ye Qing had spilled just now.

Ye Chaochuan went back to his bedroom to study, and looked back at Ye Qing, her side face looked very melancholy.

Ye Chaochuan didn't care if he had friends or not.

In the English class in the afternoon, the teacher explained the exercise book.

Ye Chaochuan's workbook was still new, he didn't do the questions beforehand, so he could only listen to the teacher's lectures, and felt sleepy for a while.

Most of the students in the last two rows were lying on their stomachs, and he fought the Sandman in a drowsy class.

The English teacher is very energetic and considerate, he speaks meticulously until the end of get out of class, and doesn't wake up the sleeping students.

During class break, Ye Chaochuan went to the toilet and came back.After getting through the first two quarters when sleepiness is the most common, many students took advantage of the get out of class to go outside to the corridor to let the wind go. The railings on one side were full of people lying on their stomachs, laughing and cursing one after another.

"Hey, stop!" Someone yelled from behind, causing the heads of the people on the railing to lift up.

Ye Chaochuan leaned aside, not caring about these fights.

"Fuck, what about you, don't go!" The person shouting seemed to be getting more and more irritable.

Ye Chaochuan looked back, and saw a strange student staring at him with a pair of big eyes like a bull.

Ye Chaochuan took two small steps back before he moved. The man moved his left hand and right hand, directed the people next to him, and shouted: "Dazi, Huzi, stop him!"

The students in the corridor watched if they had something good to do, and those who didn't want to cause trouble made a detour.

Ye Chaochuan glanced around, and watched the three strangers approach him with a cold face.

One of them didn't know whether it was Dazi or Huzi, so he asked very puzzled: "Who is this? It looks strange."

The other must belong to either Huzi or Dazi, and said in a low voice, "Are you going to deal with him here?"

The man with a pair of ox eyes raised his eyebrows and didn't answer, he cheered at Ye Chaochuan, "I'm asking you, what's your name?"

☆、There is a secret place called water room

Ye Chaochuan looked at the three classmates who came out of nowhere, he didn't know him, and asked, "What's your name?"

Xia Man squeezed his eyes, and suddenly smiled, showing his white teeth with a grin: "Didn't I tell you, my name is Xia Man."

Ye Chaochuan remembered that it was the weird guy who sprained his ankle in a fight that night.

The last time we met was at night, now the sky is bright and daylight, Xia Man's skin is dark, his eyes are big and bright, he winks when he speaks, and looks frizzy.

Ye Chaochuan nodded, turned around and continued walking towards his own class.

Huzi and Dazi looked at Xiaman: "It's time for class, why don't you come and stop him after school."

"Fuck you, you guys go back first." Xia Man stared at Ye Chaochuan, waved his hand casually, and then raised his heels to follow.

Ye Chaochuan entered the classroom, and Xia Man followed in the corridor outside the classroom, all the way to the window next to Ye Chaochuan's seat.

Xia Man opened the window, put his elbows on the outer window sill, and his entire upper body was about to be stuffed in through the window: "You haven't told me what your name is yet?"

"..." Ye Chaochuan wanted to close the window, but with so many people watching, he didn't stretch out his hand.

Xia Man didn't wait for Ye Chaochuan to answer, and quickly picked up a textbook from his desk.

"Hey——" Ye Chaochuan didn't expect him to move so fast.

"Ye Chaochuan." Xia Man raised his head and grinned at him, "Xiao Chuan, I have English class next term, and I didn't bring any textbooks, so I just borrowed yours."

What's the meaning?Ye Chaochuan didn't understand.

Ye Chaochuan instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it, but Xia Man moved too fast, holding the book and pulling away from the window while speaking, only to be blown away by a gust of wind.

Ye Chaochuan stood up and looked behind the window, Xia Man had already run away.

He couldn't open his mouth to call Xia Man, and couldn't chase after Xia Man to return his book, so he sat back in his seat helplessly in a daze.

Yuan Shouren turned around and asked suspiciously, "You know Xia Man?

Ye Chaochuan held his breath and said, "I don't know."

"I really don't know you?"

Ye Chaochuan was still immersed in what happened just now, almost like a dream.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Yuan Shouren couldn't help saying something serious: "Stay away from him, he's a bum."

From this day on, Ye Chaochuan's window has had a regular visitor, borrowing a textbook or a pen every three days, or coming to chat for a few minutes, or throwing a figure through the window like a small advertisement on the street. thing.

Most of them were snacks, and Ye Chaochuan just piled them on the table and ignored them. Sometimes Xia Man came to ask him to borrow books, so he just ate them.

In the eyes of others, it seems that he and Xia Manduo are better.

The heat of summer has completely passed, and the weather suddenly turns cold before the early autumn shows its charm.

I got up a little early today, and there was still plenty of time. Ye Chaochuan watched "The Metamorphosis" for a while, and put it in his schoolbag obsessively before going out.

During class break, Ye Chaochuan took out "The Metamorphosis" to read, and the Chinese teacher started to give a lecture, so he put the book into the desk with unsatisfied interest.

The Chinese teacher is a young man in his early thirties, with braided hair and two thick black mustaches under his nose, he looks a bit like a bandit no matter what.

Anyway, Ye Chaochuan felt that his image was far from that of his Chinese teacher.

After finishing the workbook in the first half of the class, and self-study in the second half of the class, the "bandit" teacher strolled back and forth on the podium with his hands behind his back.

Anyway, it's self-study, Ye Chaochuan thought.He glanced at the bandits a few times, took out "Metamorphosis" from the desk and put it under the textbook.

After all, he was reading extracurricular books, so he felt a little guilty, so he could only stare back and forth between the podium and "Metamorphosis".

After reading a few pages, he turned the pages of the book, but the papers of the two books were not coordinated, and there was a "hiss".

He quickly looked up at the "bandit", but there was no one on the podium.

He suddenly noticed that the classroom was strangely quiet. If the teacher hadn't been there, the classroom would have been a mess long ago. It's still so quiet now, which can only mean...

Ye Chaochuan's back felt hot, and he didn't dare to move.

The black shadow beside him pressed down, dropped a few fingers out of thin air, and tapped on his desktop: "What book are you reading?"

Ye Chaochuan didn't dare to answer, nor did he dare to raise his head.

That hand unceremoniously rubbed the clothes on his chest, pinched "Metamorphosis" and picked it up, and the textbook on it was also turned aside.

He knew that everyone in the classroom was looking at him, time stood still as if dead, and he resigned to fate nervously.

After a long silence, "Metamorphosis" was put back on the table by those fingers, and the textbook was placed on it again and pressed down.

That hand patted the book twice: "Good book."

Ye Chaochuan raised his head in surprise, "Bandit" smiled at him, his mustache was raised, and his small eyes were crooked and radiant.

Ye Chaochuan stared at the textbook in a daze until the end of get out of class, not reading anything.

Yuan Shouren turned around to see him, still in a daze, and said, "Teacher Cheng is quite approachable, it's fine."

Ye Chaochuan stuffed "The Metamorphosis" back on the desk.

Yuan Shouren stared at Ye Chaochuan's hand and asked, "What book are you reading?"

Ye Chaochuan frowned slightly: "Don't ask." Then, he laid his arms on the table and buried his head in it.

There was a disturbing sound of running in the corridor, he let out a long breath, and turned his face to the inside of the classroom.

Within a few seconds, Xia Man opened his window with a "swish", and a piece of chocolate flew in, landed on his arm, bounced off the clothes pad, and hit Chen Ming's back of the head.

"Hey, fuck me!" Chen Ming rubbed the back of his head and turned to look at Xia Man, "Throw things in here every day, you think this is a garbage dump."

Ye Chaochuan heard that they were arguing, and continued to pretend to be asleep silently.

Xia Man was still holding a piece of chocolate in his hand, and tossed it twice, with a smile on his face: "Your mistake, just treat it as my filial piety to you."

Chen Ming didn't turn his head around, Yuan Shouren lowered his voice and said: "Didn't you see someone sleeping? Close the window quickly!"

Seeing Ye Chaochuan lying on the table without moving, Xia Man was a little hesitant as he couldn't see his face, so he moved his hand.

Yuan Shouren stood up abruptly and closed the window.

"Hey..." Through the window, Xia Man squinted at Yuan Shouren.

After that incident, Ye Chaochuan never read any extracurricular books in class, and it took him a month to finish reading "The Metamorphosis".

Originally, there was no inter-class exercise in the third year of senior high school. The teachers jointly applied for this valuable activity that is beneficial to the physical and mental health of students.

During the big class break, the corridors and stairs were crowded with students, moving downstairs inch by inch.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ye Chaochuan looked down at his own toes. When the person in front took a step, he followed suit.

When he arrived at the playground, he looked around in a daze, not knowing where to stand.

"Ye Chaochuan." Someone called out.

He followed the sound and saw Yuan Shouren, and walked over.

The phalanx is arranged according to grades from low to high, and is divided into rational classes and literary classes.There are two literary classes in the third year of high school, and the row at Ye Chaochuan Station is next to the science class.

After two rows, Ye Chaochuan saw Xia Man at a glance.

Xia Man was standing at the back of their class, chatting and laughing with Zuo Jin, and occasionally touching her.

Why is it so eye-catching? He turned his face away and stopped looking there.

Familiar music sounded, boys and girls sporadically moved to the rhythm, most of the girls were coquettish, and put on a show, while the boys waved their arms and hopped their feet every quarter, or even didn't move at all.

Ye Chaochuan felt that this was a good opportunity to stretch his muscles, so he did it meticulously.

As soon as the music stopped, the students dispersed like a hornet's nest.

Ye Chaochuan broke out in a little sweat, and when he looked downstairs, the dark crowd turned up again.He knew that there was also a water room on the first floor, so he could wash his face and miss the rush hour.

The location of the water room on the first floor is very remote, on the first floor with the school department office, and students are reluctant to come.

The water in autumn is icy to the touch, and a coolness goes straight to the bones.

Ye Chaochuan washed his hands and patted his face with water. He was so cold that he shivered and took a long breath.

Someone came in patteringly, and when the faucet was turned on, a head was rushing under the faucet. He felt cold for that person, so he couldn't help but glance sideways.

The man stroked his hair with his hands, then straightened up, lifted the front of his clothes and wiped his hair.

Ye Chaochuan quickly looked away.

How is it such a coincidence?Did it follow him?

Xia Man grabbed her hair with her fingers, her head was like a bird's nest on a tree branch: "Why did you come here?"

really……

The suffocation caused by Xia Man in the past two months, now Ye Chaochuan was churning in his chest. He turned off the faucet, turned around and uttered the first swear word in his life to Xia Man.

"Are you sick?"

"Huh?" Xia Man stared at him with bull's eyes.

To be honest, looking at his pair of bull eyes, Ye Chaochuan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and when he mustered up the courage to curse out, he lost his breath after speaking: "...What are you doing here?"

Xia Man laughed with a "puchi" and shook his wet clothes: "Wash your face."

Ye Chaochuan was a little scared and a little regretful, looked straight at Xia Man, and said as sincerely as possible: "I'm sorry, can you stop looking for me again?"

Xia Man paused, then grinned: "What do you mean?"

"...That's what it means." Ye Chaochuan said in a low voice, his eyes gliding back and forth between Xia Man and the door.

Xia Man laughed again, rubbing his chin: "What do you mean?"

Ye Chaochuan lowered his head, took a step under his feet, and was stopped by Xia Man.

Xia Man raised his hand, pushed his shoulder and took two steps forward: "You haven't finished talking, don't go."

☆, get out of the way, the bald donkey is not easy to mess with

Ye Chaochuan took two steps back passively, staring nervously at the door: "I'm done."

Xia Man folded his arms on his chest and tilted his head: "I said you good students are the only ones who are wrong, so you don't want to talk to me?"

Ye Chaochuan didn't say a word, he was really scared by now, his face and lips were the same color.

"Come on," Xia Man raised his hands and retreated: "I have no other intentions, why don't I just make friends."

Ye Chaochuan turned to look at him suspiciously: "Just because of what happened that night?"

"Yes, not all." Xia Man scratched his head, "I think you are different from me and others, just like a monk in a martial arts movie, you feel very awesome."

Ye Chaochuan felt that he was stupid for not giving his head a boost when he went out today, so he pushed Xia Man and ran away.

For the next few days, Xia Man didn't appear near his window.

Ye Chaochuan thought to himself, could it be that the conversation in the water room worked?That's...so naive.

It was getting darker and earlier. After school, Ye Chaochuan was doing cleaning on duty. The boarding students were still bustling, and almost all the ex-school students had left. The iron gate opened a small crack.

Their school has a dormitory, and students who are far away from the school or who want to live in the school for convenience can live in the school, but the work and rest hours have to be in accordance with the requirements of the dormitory management, which is close to closed.

Ye Chaochuan showed the guard his day pass, and stopped as soon as he went out the door.

Xia Man leaned against the wall outside, and when he saw him coming out, he turned his neck and smiled at him: "Hey."

Ye Chaochuan stared at him for a while, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar, and finally his eyes fell on the top of Xia Man's head: "What are you doing?"

Xia Man raised his long legs, kicked and fell, and walked up to him like an idle hooligan: "Can't you see?" As he spoke, he lowered his head and shook in front of his eyes

"..." Ye Chaochuan silently stared at Xia Man's head.

Xia Man touched his bald scalp: "Look at my bald head, can you calm down?"

Ye Chaochuan felt ten thousand nahas whizzing by in his heart: "What do you mean?"

"Now I'm more like a monk, you can say whatever you want to relieve my anger." Xia Man said solemnly.

I've known Xia Man for so long, and it's the first time I've seen him cringe like this, lowering his eyes, and touching his innocent scalp unaccustomed.

Ye Chaochuan felt that he was happy and pitiful, and said, "I'm not interested."

He took a step and went to the bus station.

"Then you forgive me?" Xia Man followed up and heard him say again, "My mother said that I look like a labor camp prisoner, which made me murmur in my heart. I dare not see anyone these two days."

Ye Chaochuan glanced at him quickly, and hooked the corner of his mouth: "It's a bit like it."

Xia Man suddenly stopped: "You..."

A No. 19 car drove by, and Ye Chaochuan hurried away. He got into the car and stood holding the handrail, hesitating for a moment and glanced out the rear window of the car.

Xia Man quickly jumped up and waved his hands, and he immediately turned around.

Neuropathy.

Xia Man's shaved head was more conspicuous, and he became the focus of the whole school during recess.

Whenever he hit him, he quickly formed a group of people, and there were aggressive girls vying to touch his bald head.He either shook his head to show off, or stuck his neck and scolded someone.

Since the last apology got Ye Chaochuan's good face, Xia Man immediately returned to his old ways, squeezed a shiny bald head into Ye Chaochuan's window, before looking at his face, he met a bald head first.

Ye Chaochuan asked, "Borrow a book?"

The boys were standing in the corridor, and some acquaintances were teasing Xia Man's bald head behind him.

Xia Man was cursing and swearing, unexpectedly Ye Chaochuan spoke to him first, he was a little surprised: "...No, the weather is fine today, do you want to come out for a while?"

Ye Chaochuan stared at Xia Man for two seconds, shaking the "Xu Zhimo Poetry Collection" in his hand: "I read."

Xia Man smiled at him: "Oh."

Ye Chaochuan looked down at his book, and Xia Man followed suit while lying by the window. He probably felt bored after reading it for a while, so he turned his back and leaned against the window to look at the sky.

The weather is very good, the blue is extremely clear, a few clouds drift slowly past, and gradually become ethereal.

Ye Chaochuan poked him in the back: "It's time for class."

Xia Man turned his head and smiled: "Well, then I'll go back."

Ye Chaochuan's class was facing Xia Man's class across the patio, and if he didn't pay attention, he could see Xia Man and his eye-catching bald head.

From far away, you can hear their laughter and slapstick.

Ye Chaochuan stood holding on to the railing for a while, this was the first time he transferred to this school to let the wind out in the corridor.

A girl walked towards her with a tall stack of notebooks in both hands. The top few notebooks trembled, and finally couldn't stand the vibration of walking, and fell to the ground with a "smack, slap, slap".

The girl poked her head out, looking anxiously at the notebook on the ground, and didn't have time to pick it up.

Ye Chaochuan walked over and helped her pick it up. Seeing that the stack of notebooks had reached the girl's chin, he couldn't bear to put it any further, so he asked, "Where are you going to move?"

The girl was both grateful and a little embarrassed: "Teacher's office."

"Let me help you." Ye Chaochuan took what she was holding.

"Thank you, Classmate Ye." The girl's eyes lit up, and she led the way with her heels up.

They walked to the teacher's office, the door was wide open, and everyone inside could be seen at a glance.

The girl shouted clearly at the door: "Report."

"Bandit" raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Come in."

Cheng Feng's desk was on the second one next to the wall, and the girl really "bandit" said to him: "Mr. Cheng, there are too many weekly diaries. Classmate Ye will bring them here for me."

Ye Chaochuan suddenly regretted that he hadn't remembered the subject representative in the class clearly, if he had known that she was Cheng Feng's class representative, he wouldn't have cared about this nonsense.

He lowered his head and put a stack of notebooks on his desk. The "bandit" randomly divided the stack of notebooks into several small stacks, and the desk was instantly full: "Thanks for your hard work. Xu Jingya, you should go back first."

Ye Chaochuan turned around and wanted to follow the girl out, but then he heard the "bandit" say another sentence: "Hey, Ye Chaochuan, stay here for a while."

Ye Chaochuan's heart skipped a beat, he was really afraid of something.

He walked back with his head down, and stood up again.

Cheng Feng sat on the chair, turned his body to face Ye Chaochuan, his legs were wide open, and one leg was naturally crossed over the other, which was an extremely standard bandit sitting posture.

"Bandit" asked with a smile: "Have you finished reading Metamorphosis?"

Sure enough, it's an old account...

Ye Chaochuan hesitated for a moment, and replied honestly: "It's over."

"What book have you been reading recently?"

Ye Chaochuan looked up into Cheng Feng's eyes, and clarified to himself first: "I watched it after class."

"Hahahaha" Cheng Feng laughed so hard that he leaned on the back of the chair and said after a while, "It's okay, I will watch it in Chinese class next time, and I will approve it."

Ye Chaochuan was a little confused. Is this the teacher's new way to deal with students' desertion in class?

"Tell me, what book are you reading?"

Ye Chaochuan's eyes drifted unconsciously on Cheng Feng's desk, and he answered bravely, "Xu Zhimo."

The high school teacher must have worked very hard. There are endless exercise books and test papers. In addition to these things, there are many books on the "bandit"'s desk, with various bookmarks and post-it notes sandwiched between the pages.

"I've seen Xu Zhimo too." Cheng Feng twirled his mustache, stared at him for a while, then picked up a book from the messy table and handed it to him: "Gu Cheng is also good, I'll lend you a read."

"..." He took the book in surprise, "Thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Ye Chaochuan returned to the classroom with the book under his arms, and suddenly felt empty under his armpits.

He was startled for a moment, looked down at himself and at the ground, then heard Xia Man laughing behind him, and turned around helplessly.

Xia Man's hair has grown back, with a thin layer of black stubble, it doesn't look so glaring anymore.

He held the book against the index finger of his right hand, held the edge of the book with his left hand and turned it, and the book turned on his finger.

"..." Ye Chaochuan opened his mouth slightly, too anxious and angry to speak.

Xia Mande worked harder, and the book turned faster.

"Give it to me." Ye Chaochuan reached out and grabbed a handful.

Xia Man picked up his fingers, threw the book up, and clapped his hands together, clamping the book in his closed palms.

Ye Chaochuan really wanted to step forward and kick him twice, but he wanted to think about it, to be honest he didn't dare.

Suddenly, he saw a girl walking hurriedly behind Xia Man. Judging by her gait and expression, she didn't look like she was just passing by.

In the blink of an eye, the girl arrived behind Xia Man, raised her hand and slapped Xia Man on the back.

"Fuck..." This note was obviously dark enough, and there was a "boom" with a stereo surround sound effect.

Xia Man turned his head abruptly, his eyes narrowed, and they looked sharper than when he usually stared wide.

Ye Chaochuan thought to himself, luckily he refrained from kicking him just now.

After Xia Man looked back at the girl, his hostility dissipated: "Why are you crazy?"

The girl put her hands on her hips, and her voice was crisp and loud: "Several people from No. [-] Middle School beat Wang Hu in the morning, so don't get involved. Teacher Xia said, 'If you dare to meddle in your own business, I will break your dog legs!'"

"Is there such a thing?" Xia Man sucked his teeth and returned the book to Ye Chaochuan, "Here, let's play."

Ye Chaochuan stood like an idiot for a long time, pulled back his book, turned his head and left.

Xia Man didn't care to listen to what the girl was chattering about, looked at Ye Chaochuan's back for a while, and suddenly called out "Xiao Chuan!" Seeing Ye Chaochuan turning his head, he quickly apologized and said, "It's okay, go slowly .”

The girl asked curiously, "Who is this? He looks very handsome."

"My friend." Xia Man tugged at her hair, and added shamelessly, "Am I as handsome as you?"

"Tch, you can make such a friend, I have your surname." The girl swung her arm and punched Xia Man, "I brought the words, be careful of your dog legs."

"Hey..." Xia Man stood there for a while, looking at her womanly back, "Xia Xiaoyue, are you interested?"

The author has something to say: Isn't it a little suspenseful to get the names Xia Man and Xia Xiaoyue...

☆, the sky is angry and the people complain, and some people are unlucky

It was another dry political class. Fortunately, the sun was quite warm, and it made people feel warm all over through the glass.

Ye Chaochuan was leaning against the wall, the windows were closed, and there was a faint wind through the window frames without tight seams, which comfortably made people feel in advance what it would be like to lie on a recliner 60 years later.

As soon as Yuan Shouren turned his head, he found that Ye Chaochuan had fallen asleep in class in a stately manner.

His head is slightly drooping, his facial features are stretched out, his shoulders are leaning against the wall, and his collar is crooked, revealing a little skin inside.

Ye Chaochuan opened his eyes and faced Yuan Shouren, so he sat up straight in embarrassment. The bell rang for the end of get out of class within a few minutes after he regained his energy.

"We can be quiet for a while, hehe." During class, Chen Ming lay on the window and said suddenly, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he cursed again, "You idiot Xia Man, you deserve it."

Yuan Shouren stopped his calculations, turned his face and pushed his glasses: "What happened to him?"

Chen Ming kept quiet for a long time, and finally waited for someone to answer, and immediately became excited: "Yesterday Xia Man fought with a few students from another school, and their class teacher saw him. Today, he was punished to stand outside the classroom."

Yuan Shouren also stood up and looked across the window: "Isn't it common for him to fight? I don't usually see him get any punishment. Why is it so serious this time?"

Chen Ming seemed to feel quite relieved, and he couldn't hide the gloating in his tone: "It must have angered his father."

Ye Chaochuan was puzzled, and turned his head to take a look. Xia Man was standing at the front door of the classroom, occasionally chatting with passers-by. Chen Ming didn't tell what he was doing, and this was considered standing punishment?

No no no, corporal punishment is wrong after all.

Chen Ming laughed a few times, and spat out of the window: "That bastard, there must be a way to cure him."

Ye Chaochuan suddenly felt relieved, and agreed with Chen Ming's point of view from the bottom of his heart.

When he was in class, he unconsciously looked across the window. It didn't matter what he looked at, and he couldn't help being surprised.

In the quiet corridor, Xia Man walked in front, followed by a strong middle-aged man, suddenly, the middle-aged man kicked Xia Man.

Ye Chaochuan couldn't help his throat twitching when he saw it, and almost made a sound.

Xia Man staggered and turned his head hastily. The middle-aged man raised his leg and wanted to kick again. Xia Man quickly walked a few steps to hide.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the middle-aged man followed up with a big stride, kicked again, and passed by a teacher in the classroom who saw it and was indifferent.

Ye Chaochuan thought to himself, corporal punishment is fine, why are you still kicking people?

In the evening, Ye Chaochuan told Ye Qing about this, and Ye Qing was also surprised: "What's the student's name?"

"Xia Man." Ye Chaochuan pressed the knife to peel the apple, and the circles of neat apple skin hung in a spiral shape. With a final twist of the knife, the whole skin and apple were separated, and the smooth apple flesh was handed over to Ye Qing. .

Ye Qing took it and clicked it, staring at Ye Chaochuan with bright eyes: "Isn't it from your class?"

"......no."

"Then how do you know each other?"

Ye Chaochuan listened to Ye Qing's bites, and squinted at him with a half-smile, knowing that if he continued, he might be tricked out with something else: "My classmate told me."

"What classmate? Have a good relationship with you?" Ye Qing kept asking about certain sensitive words.

"..." Ye Chaochuan rolled her eyes, turned around and went into his room.

As soon as the results of the first mock exam came out, Ye Chaochuan was among the top ten in the class, and even the students and the teacher were surprised.

"Classmate Ye, can you lend me your notes?" Xu Jingya stood beside his seat.

Ye Chaochuan glanced at the girls on the seat behind her, they were all staring at this place like toads in a pond, and he said to Xu Jingya: "I don't take notes."

Xu Jingya bit her lip, her originally generous demeanor showed a bit of embarrassment, and she asked unwillingly, "Textbooks are okay?"

Ye Chaochuan frowned slightly, thinking that all the textbooks were painted as martial arts secrets by Xia Man, so he could only answer under Xu Jingya's downcast eyes and the quiet gaze of his classmates: "No".

Xu Jingya looked back at her "friends and relatives group", the excited girls were silent.

She whispered to Ye Chaochuan: "Thank you." Then she sat back in her seat silently, and the girls spontaneously formed a circle, blocking the sight of outsiders.

Yuan Shouren was also very surprised. He himself had good grades, and now he spontaneously classifies Ye Chaochuan as a classmate who can help each other in his studies. Apart from chatting with Ye Chaochuan after class, he always pulls Ye Chaochuan to discuss various issues .

Taking advantage of the long break between classes, Ye Chaochuan went to the office to ask Cheng Feng to return the book.

The big break was really extraordinary, and even the teachers went out to let the wind go.

Standing at the door, he immediately saw Cheng Feng sitting by the window reading a book.

He has an ordinary face, a thin body, and sits upright, occasionally raising his hand to smooth his upturned mustache, as if he doesn't hear anything out of the window.

Ye Chaochuan felt inexplicably that this was probably what the talented scholars in ancient times looked like.

Cheng Feng noticed something, looked up, and when he saw him, he waved to him: "Come in."

Ye Chaochuan walked up to him, Cheng Feng had one leg crossed across the other, and his sitting posture was still unrestrained and could not agree with him: "Are you looking for me?"

Ye Chaochuan handed over the book: "I've finished reading this book."

"I heard that you did well in the exam this time." Cheng Feng took the book and put it on the bookshelf casually, "You must have contributed to your Chinese score."

He was quite embarrassed to be praised so bluntly by Cheng Feng, and he was a little speechless.

"You can borrow any of my books. I still have any books I don't like here." Cheng Feng waved his hand on his desk, as if there were thousands of horses standing on it.

Ye Chaochuan's eyes lit up. The bibliography recommended by seniors with higher literacy is naturally different from the aimless reading in bookstores or libraries.

He scanned slowly from the bookshelf: "Thank you teacher."

"Don't try too hard, it's not good to stretch too tight," Cheng Feng said while searching the bookshelf, "Which book do you want to read?"

Nodding his head, boldly pointing to a book written by Bei Dao, Cheng Feng pulled out the "At the End of the World" and handed it to him.

Ye Chaochuan took it over, and Cheng Feng rubbed his head with his hands: "You buy lottery tickets!"