June

Soon he noticed the bichon.

Yu Jun recalled that that day he went to the music classroom to urge his sister, who was playing with dogs there, to go home for dinner. She excitedly told him that Mochi was pregnant, and told herself about her promise with Zhang Mei.At that time, Yu Jun was only thinking about urging his sister to go home, so how could he have the heart to discuss these things with her?So he agreed.

Who knew that she even thought of the puppy's name!Yu Jun smiled wryly in his heart, and said: "The baby in Mochi's belly was originally a purposeful family planning. The cubs have already been ordered, and if you want to raise them, you must have at least two. Think about the names now. Well, is it too early?"

"Anyway, my mother won't let me raise it anymore." She muttered unhappily.

When did Yu Jun defamed his mother and promised to raise him?Patronizing to discuss her dog raising plan with his sister, it has been more than ten minutes since Yu Jun found out about Xi Meng again.He was taken aback and hurriedly asked: Are you asleep?

After half a minute, there was no reply.Yu Jun saw that the time was too late, and guessed that Xi Meng was probably asleep.He sighed, and said to his sister: "It's very troublesome to raise small animals. You don't just have to like them. You have to be loving, patient, and the most important thing is to have money. With your pocket money, rent comics and DVDs are not enough, and you still want to raise a dog?"

After finishing speaking, Yu Jun didn't wait for his sister to speak for a long time.He thought this girl won't be sad, right?Inevitably, she lay down on the bed again and said, "Ning Ning, did you hear me?"

She didn't respond.

"Asleep?" Yu Jun asked again. In the silent darkness, he could vaguely hear the shallow breathing of his sister after she fell asleep.My sister has no sound when she sleeps. Yu Jun believes that this is his hallucination, but she is undoubtedly asleep.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that this girl was so rough, he couldn't take care of her well, and she was thinking of taking care of small animals, it was simply fantastic.

Xi Meng also raised a dog, a big ancient shepherd dog.Yu Jun looked through Moments for a while, and looked at Xi Meng's Tieria's record of turning into a large dog from a young age, and couldn't help but think that Xi Meng must be a very gentle and careful person.

☆、4th.

At first, I thought that Yu Jun didn't like the idea of ​​posting on Moments, but after Xi Meng took leave and returned to school, he gradually felt uncertain.These days, Mr. Yu will post to Moments almost every two days, and the content is mostly a picture with words that seem to be in the air.

Every time Xi Meng sees his Moments, he can guess what happened.

For example, on Tuesday afternoon, Yu Jun released an unmarked test paper with the words "I picked it up, but it's a pity to lose it." Seeing that there were several multiple-choice questions wrong on the physics paper, Xi Meng guessed that it was a test paper. Zhang threw away the practice paper at the paper throwing ceremony, and Yu Jun probably saw the mistake, and used words to insinuate that the senior or sister might have to retake the exam.

Another example, on Thursday night, Jun Yu uploaded a short video of a small robot waving its arms and saying "goodbye".Xi Meng thought that Yu Jun might be a member of the school's robotics club—if their school had a similar club, he would quit the club.

Every time he sees him posting such a seemingly concise, yet contented circle of friends, Xi Meng wants to send him a message to confirm whether his guess is correct.In fact, when Yu Jun posted the photo of the dead goldfish during the holiday, Xi Meng had already done so.

That night, starting from the topic of Jinyu and his sister, Xi Meng and Yu Jun talked about many things, most of which were about the life in their respective schools. There were similarities but also many differences.Although the chat was pleasant, Xi Meng thought about it afterwards, and still regretted his overly proactive actions.

Anyway, the person who took the initiative to get acquainted at the beginning was Yu Jun.If Ximeng always took the initiative to send messages, it seemed that the cart had been put before the horse.Xi Meng hadn't taken the initiative to get close to anyone before, and when he met someone who wanted to get close, it would inevitably be difficult to measure.But he thought, the root cause is that Mr. Yu wanted to know him, so even if he didn't contact him, Mr. Yu should still send him a message.

Before that, he might as well wait.Xi Meng thinks so.

"Xi Meng, did you participate in the physics competition?" The class monitor, who was counting up the registration list during the evening self-study class, came over and asked.

Xi Meng was immersed in playing with his mobile phone, and was surprised to find that his favorite band was conducting crowdfunding activities for a concert. "No, I've applied for mathematics. The preliminaries will be next month." He replied to his friend without looking up.

Shen Le said "Hey", pretending to be pitiful and pleading: "Don't be like this, let's participate! Come together, otherwise I will have no one to accompany."

The event announcement stated that Sugar needed to raise enough funds by the deadline to be able to perform at the stadium.Xi Meng looked up at Shen Le, then continued to read the event announcement, and said, "Okay then."

"Okay! I'll pay the registration fee for you first, and you can treat me to supper later!" Shen Le leaned over to look at Xi Meng's phone curiously before leaving, and said happily, "Ha! These little girls Are you going to have a concert?"

Although the venue of the concert is not in this city at all, Xi Meng has invested funds to show his support so that the bands he likes can realize their wishes. "Would you like to support me?" Xi Meng asked before he left.

Shen Le pursed her lips, shook her head apologetically, and said, "It's too far away, it's in Shanghai."

Compared with the superstar's concert, the money needed for crowdfunding activities to show support is already very low.However, for students who are not fans, it is really impractical to buy a ticket for a concert in another place in order to show support.Xi Meng didn't persuade much, shrugged and said, "That's fine."

Before the class bell rang again, Xi Meng's mobile phone had already received a confirmation message from the organizer.The information stated that as long as the crowdfunding is successful, the organizer and the band studio will send him tickets for the designated area of ​​the concert as soon as possible.

Xi Meng hesitated for a moment, and forwarded this announcement about the crowdfunding activity to his circle of friends.After the evening self-study was over, Xi Mengzheng met with Shen Le and the others to go to the cafeteria for supper, and then took out his phone to check, there were already many comments and likes.

Not only that, Xi Meng also received a message from Yu Jun, asking: Do you like sugar too?

He used the word "also", which really surprised Xi Meng.He quickly replied and asked: Do you like them too?

Yu Jun said: No, I have a good friend.He was very fascinated by these five little girls, and even asked me to buy tickets to support them in the afternoon.

The Sugar Band has only been in the army for two years, and their music style tends to be jazz rock, which is difficult to find popularity in the mainstream music market.But Xi Meng likes their attitude of pursuing their dreams on their own. It seems that in their opinion, whether the album sells well, whether the songs are popular or not, and how many fans they have are not things they care about.

It turns out that Yu Jun is not their fan, and Xi Meng is a little disappointed.He thought for a while and asked again: Did you buy the ticket?The concert is going to be held in Shanghai. If the crowdfunding is successful, I'm afraid the time will not allow me to watch it.

For some reason, Yu Jun didn't answer right away.

Xi Meng waited for half a minute, and there was no reply until the phone screen was automatically locked.He put his phone back in his pocket, walked to the canteen sales window, and asked his friend what he had for supper.

Before the iron gate of the dormitory compound was closed, the two leisurely returned to the dormitory each holding a bowl of ravioli stew.During the period between the end of evening self-study and the time before the lights in the dormitory are turned off, the dormitory is always extremely lively, with the sound of plastic water basins and buckets falling and beating everywhere, and occasionally the sound of a hot water bottle breaking from a distance.

Just as Xi Meng entered the bedroom door, he saw Chen Xi.He was sitting at Xi Meng's desk, burying his head in eating supper, and he was also in chaos.

"Huh? You're back!" Chen Xisheng swallowed a won stew that he had just eaten, and coughed twice.

Xi Meng looked at him strangely, opened another stool under the desk next to him, and asked, "Why are you here?" It seems that Chen Xi has been here for a long time, and the won stew is almost finished.

Chen Xi said with a smile: "I want to discuss with you about building a club!"

Compared with Xi Meng himself, his cousin Chen Xi, who is only in the first year of high school, is indeed more energetic.He is a man of action, and he will immediately put into action any idea that has the slightest chance of being realized.Xi Meng remembered that at the beginning of this semester, Chen Xi talked with himself about the plan to apply for the establishment of a cycling club on the Internet, but Xi Meng had never joined a club, let alone set up one himself, so there was no way to give him any guidance. .

At that time, Xi Meng inquired about other students who had joined the club, and told Chen Xi the results of the inquiring. Since then, Chen Xi has not heard from each other.Unexpectedly, near the end of the semester, he would appear in front of Xi Meng again, talking about the same content.

"I and a few friends who also like cycling finally found a club instructor. It's Mr. Gan from the language group." Chen Xi handed the chili sauce to his cousin and asked, "Do you know him? I heard that he teaches high school sophomores Liberal arts class Chinese."

Xi Meng did know that teacher, named Gan Yunqing, was said to teach Chinese very well, and the students in the liberal arts class—especially the girls—all liked him very much. "I've seen it a few times in school." Xi Meng only had a few encounters with this teacher.

Chen Xi nodded again and again, and said distressedly: "But, according to the school's club management suggestion, a newly established club must have more than ten people. I can't get ten people together no matter what!"

"Why?" Xi Meng felt that cycling was a good sport, and many people should want to join it.

Chen Xi shook his head with a sigh, and said pitifully, "I don't know why."

Xi Meng stirred the chili sauce into the wonton soup, and asked concerned: "Then what are you going to do?"

Hearing his cousin's concern, Chen Xi suddenly regained his spirits.His eyes lit up, he took the job bowl in front of him aside, looked eagerly at Xi Meng and said, "I plan to post a recruitment notice on the forum, and it says that the vice president is you."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Xi Meng immediately burned the tip of his tongue from the wonton he just ate.He bit his scalded tongue, and seriously finished eating the wonton that fell back into the soup from his mouth just now, and asked, "Why?"

Chen Xi's face collapsed, and he said dumbly with dead fish eyes: "I can't help it, I'm not popular enough, so I need my looks."

Xi Meng frowned.

"Let me tell you, the post was only sent out in the afternoon, and I have been receiving follow-up posts and adding friend messages all night! Everyone is asking me what conditions I need to join the club!" Chen Xi suddenly said excitedly, "I don't even know you. I haven't posted a photo yet! Brother, you are really popular at school!"

Xi Meng always felt that his life was very peaceful, so he didn't take it seriously.Instead, he felt dissatisfied that his cousin posted his name on the forum without his permission, and said, "Are you acquiescing that I have already joined the club?"

Chen Xi blinked his eyes twice, and said as a matter of course: "When I first asked you how to set up a club, you said you would support it."

After he mentioned it, Xi Meng vaguely remembered that he did say that if the number of people is not enough, he can make up the quota.That being the case, he will not criticize Chen Xi's behavior any more.He asked curiously, "Are there enough people now?"

"You know that cycling requires equipment, and some of them thought it was too expensive, so they gave up." Chen Xi sighed regretfully, and said, "But now, there must be more than ten confirmed ones. .”

Xi Meng nodded and said with a smile, "That's pretty good."

It was said that they were discussing club affairs, and at the end of the chat, Xi Meng vaguely felt that Chen Xi came to him just to inform him that he had become the vice president of the cycling club without his knowledge.When others were about to enter the third year of high school, they all made moves to withdraw from extracurricular clubs. Xi Meng was just the opposite. In the first two years, he was like a wild crane, with no extracurricular activities to speak of. Instead, he became a freshman club in the last year of the vice president.

When he thought about it carefully, it was really unbelievable, but it was not to the point where he had to care about it.

Only after Chen Xi left did Xi Meng take out his phone to check the information.Yu Jun sent a reply as early as 15 minutes ago, saying: I bought it!

These two words made Xi Meng stunned for a moment, and entered the chat software to check the records, only to remember that he had asked Yu Jun earlier whether he would buy tickets for the sugar band's concert.

It was just an answer to a question, but Yu Jun didn't reply until 10 minutes later.Xi Meng thought for a moment and asked: You must have bought the ticket just now, right?

Yu Jun sent two surprised expressions, and asked: How do you know?

Xi Meng pursed his lips and laughed, and said: Guess.

☆、5th.

It was said that he had decided to leave, but Yu Jun only remembered after the payment was over that he should have made some indirect remarks in advance, and then bought it after confirming the price of the performance tickets that Xi Meng bought.Xi Meng was right. According to the schedule of the concert, even if the crowdfunding was successful, they would not have the opportunity to watch it in person.

But what if there is time?

Yu Jun couldn't help but clicked his tongue, regretting that he bought the tickets for the stand closest to the stage on impulse.Since Xi Meng's family can buy a house in such a villa area, they must be wealthy.Xi Meng should be able to buy tickets for the infield near the performance of the band he likes.

However, with all the pocket money Yu Jun now has, I'm afraid he can only afford grandstand tickets.Thinking of this, he could only regret.After all, even if he knew the area where Xi Meng bought, it wouldn't help.

"Hey, let's have some snacks!" Ke Mingyong woke up Yu Jun who was in a daze, and said dissatisfiedly, "The whole dormitory is waiting for laundry, Xueba! Fix it quickly!"

Only the best friend can send Yu Jun so unabashedly.He squatted down next to the washing machine that had been opened, holding up a weak flashlight, and said, "It was you who said you needed to fix it, so I turned on the light for you. Xueba."

Ke Mingyong gave him a sideways glance, and the cat lowered his head to the washing machine and muttered, "I can't find the fault point."

The two of them were squatting in front of the washing machine, looking at the circuit diagrams in the dim light, while other roommates were busy doing bedtime tasks such as bathing and washing clothes.

The washing machine has been out of order for a whole week. Since all the people in the dormitory have to wash their own clothes, it is inevitable to make some noise after turning off the lights.For this reason, their dormitory was criticized by the life department on Monday this week, and now the name of Room 3, Class 702, Senior Two, is still written on the blackboard wall at the entrance of the dormitory compound.

"Fuck, Akai! Keep your voice down!" Ke Mingyong, the head of the dormitory, cursed in a suppressed voice when he heard his roommate put the metal bucket on the ground and make a "bang" sound.

Sun Kaiting glanced at him indifferently, and walked back into the house with his flip flops without saying a word.

Ke Mingyong once again lost his temper at Jun Yu, who was only interested in sending messages, and urged: "Hey, Xueba, stop playing with your phone. Hurry up!"

"Fix what?" Jun Yu pointed the flashlight at the circuit board and said, "Didn't you see that the capacitor is broken? Send it to be repaired, don't bother."

This washing machine was originally a second-hand product that they received from fresh graduates when they first entered school, and the warranty period had already expired.Sending it to the repair shop now is probably not a small fee.Ke Mingyong confirmed that the capacitor Yu Jun said was indeed broken, and turned to him and muttered: "I didn't say it earlier when I saw it."

Yu Jun squatted for a long time, his legs were numb, and he was immersed in chatting with Xi Meng on his mobile phone. Who cares what he says?Passing by the pool, Yu Jun noticed that Wei Min was still washing the clothes he had accumulated for a week, and said casually, "By the way, Min Min, I bought a ticket for the sugar stand."

Wei Min has been washing clothes since he returned to the dormitory after evening self-study.Hearing what Yu Jun said, he was stunned for two seconds before he realized it. "Ah! Great! I love you!"

Before Yu Jun entered the room, a person jumped up on his back suddenly, so frightened that he stretched out his hand to hold Wei Min on his back, and said, "Get down quickly."

"Tsk tsk, don't do gay sex in the dormitory, can you? I'm jealous." Ke Mingyong restored the washing machine to its original state, and said while passing by, squinting at the two of them in disgust.

Wei Min grinned and went down to the ground, only to ask Yu Jun: "Didn't you say it was a waste of money? Why did you buy it again?"

"Anyway, the tickets are not expensive, so please support me." Jun Yu shrugged, noticing that he hadn't even turned off the faucet, and hurried to the pool to turn off the water. "It's not certain whether crowdfunding will be successful."

As a die-hard fan of the Sugar Band, Wei Min firmly said: "It will be successful!"

Yu Jun also hopes that they can succeed in crowdfunding.He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I hope so."

Sugar Band needs to raise funds to hold a stadium-level concert. As soon as this news appeared on the Internet, Wei Min began to encourage people he knew well around him to contribute money and support.However, this band is too niche. Compared with the well-known pop rock bands, not to mention music fans, not many people even know about them, so after Wei Min succeeded in persuading them, very few people bought tickets to support them.

Even Yu Jun, who was his good friend, resolutely refused when he heard his encouragement at first.

I heard that Yu Jun actually bought tickets for the Sugar Band concert. Before going to bed, Ke Mingyong, who was next to Yu Jun, said curiously: "Did you really buy the tickets? The concert is held in Shanghai, so I definitely can't go. It's a few hundred yuan How many days can Qian’s grandstand tickets be exchanged for meal money?”

"It doesn't matter anymore. Besides, look at Wei Min's little fan. It's his birthday in a few days, let's treat it as a birthday present for him." Yu Jun had already said goodnight to Xi Meng, and was scrolling through Moments to see his friends dynamic.

Ke Mingyong suddenly enlightened: "That's right, I still worry about how to celebrate his birthday. He is like a little girl. No one celebrates his birthday. I don't know why."

"Be careful not to let him hear it." Yu Jun whispered, "He hates people saying that he looks like a girl."

Surprisingly, Jun Yu was able to visit Xi Mengxin's Moments before going to bed.Before this, Yu Jun thought that Xi Meng, like himself, was a person who only posted to Moments once every ten days and a half.However, I didn't expect Xi Meng to post his status twice in one day for the first time—even though the second post was at midnight.

Yu Jun has never been a person who would take the initiative to get close to others since he was a child.All the friends around him became acquainted naturally, so he never used his brain on how to get acquainted with a person.

Ever since he got to know Xi Meng, Yu Jun has been thinking about how to get closer to him and understand him.But Yu Jun also knows that everyone has their own habit of keeping a distance from others. Before knowing Xi Meng's definition of this distance, Yu Jun can only try to release some information so that Xi Meng can understand himself first.

Although, Mr. Yu is not sure if such an approach will work.

These days, Yu Jun's update frequency in Moments is much higher than before, but unfortunately, there is no such thing as the goldfish photo, and wait until Xi Meng takes the initiative to send a message to start the topic.

Xi Meng didn't like or comment. Yu Jun didn't know if he had seen the words and pictures he posted.On the contrary, Jun Yu's friends discovered his unusual movements in the past week, and commented and cared about him in the circle of friends, saying that he had three shifts a week, which was simply a genetic mutation.

So the frequency of Ximeng's double update every day, is it also releasing the same message?Jun Yu couldn't help being suspicious.

Jun Yu rubbed his chin, read the club recruitment announcement forwarded by Xi Meng in detail, and thought about how to start a topic about this status.Should he first express his surprise that Xi Meng is actually the vice president of the cycling club, or should he first ask Xi Meng where he usually likes to ride?

Because he was not used to staying up late, Yu Jun fell asleep in the process of thinking about this issue. He woke up because of the wake-up bell in the dormitory compound, which harshly and loudly reminded the students to get up and run in the morning.

Yu Junlai couldn't get up on the bed, so he simply gave up running exercises like this.After all the other people in the dormitory had left, he took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and sent a message to Xi Meng in a daze, asking: Do you like cycling?

Fortunately, I sent this message before falling asleep, otherwise Mr. Yu who didn't set an alarm clock might be late.With 10 minutes left before the morning reading time, the phone next to the pillow rang a message. He reached for the phone sleepily and squinted to read the message.

Xi Meng: It’s okay, I occasionally ride at night with my cousin on weekends.

Yu Jun lay down and replied: Cousin?

Xi Meng: Well, he is the president of our school cycling club.

After reading this news, Jun Yu couldn't help being stunned.The implication of Xi Meng's words is nothing more than acquiescing that Jun Yu has carefully read his circle of friends.Realizing this, Yu Jun couldn't help laughing, and he was no longer sleepy in a blink of an eye.

He got up and was about to reply to this message, but suddenly noticed that in less than 10 minutes, the dormitory compound would close.Yu Jun yelled in fright, quickly dropped his phone, jumped off the bed, and ran to the sink to wash up.

However, this day is still Wednesday, and the first and second year of senior high school have to conduct unified dictation of English words.As the English news anchor of the radio station, Yu Jun had to rush to the radio station before the morning reading to complete the extra task of reciting English words.

A lazy sleep delayed a lot of things. Yu Jun didn't even put on his canvas shoes, so he ran to the carport with his shoes on, pulled out his mountain bike, and then rode out of the dormitory compound in disregard of the dormitory regulations.

"I knew it." Seeing Yu Jun running into the broadcasting room in a hurry, Fang Suisui said coldly with folded arms.

Jun Yu ignored her cold stare—one of his shoes fell outside the door, and he had to jump out with one foot to put it on, and then walked into the house with his shoes on, and sat on a wooden chair to tie his shoelaces.

Fang Suisui looked at him helplessly, and said for a while, "I guess you didn't even read the words you are going to read today?"

"Where?" Yu Jun asked her to dictate.

Hearing this, Fang Suisui rolled her eyes, and threw to her partner the vocabulary list that the teacher in the English group taught her before the exercise.

After he took it, he glanced at it, raised his chin towards the microphone, and said, "Let's get started. You are in the first year of high school, and I am in the sophomore year of high school."

"Those junior high school girls are still waiting for Senior Yu to read them words!" Fang Suisui said sourly.

But Yu Jun said without shame, "Where can fans give whatever they want? How can I be an idol?"

After hearing this, she rolled her eyes again, snorted coldly, and before turning on the broadcasting equipment, she turned around and said, "There is breakfast on the table, eat it quickly."

There is no news of Xi Meng on the phone, Yu Jun wonders if he wants to wait until he replies to the message before continuing the topic.If so, he guessed that Xi Meng was not in a hurry to get acquainted with him.

He ate his breakfast in a corner, wondering how to proceed.If he can't wait to take a big step now, will it cause trouble for Xi Meng?However, if you want to proceed step by step with patience, it will really make Yu Jun feel unhappy.

According to his current understanding of Xi Meng, the other party should not be too stingy.If this is the case, Yu Jun thought, maybe he could try to take a bigger step—at worst, he would go back to the original place and start all over again after failing.

Thinking of this, he wrote in the message box: I also ride a bicycle.Why don't I ride to your school to play with you on weekends?

"Ah, I'm going!" After the message was sent, Jun Yu suddenly remembered that it was morning reading, and couldn't help shouting.

The screams instantly spread throughout the lush campus through the microphones in the broadcasting room, frightening the little birds that were active in the early morning all over the campus and flew into the sky.

Fang Suisui read half of the words, and sat in front of the microphone dumbly, stunned.She turned around suddenly, unplugged the microphone cord, and yelled unbearably at Yu Jun who was also stunned: "Yu Jun!"

A second ago, Yu Jun was worried that if he sent a message to Xi Meng during morning reading time, he would think that he was a person who didn't like studying and played with his mobile phone during class time.And at this second, Jun Yu was only worried about whether he could get out alive.

☆、6th.

Yu Jun: I also ride a bicycle.Why don't I ride to your school to play with you on weekends?

Throughout the morning reading class, Xi Meng was thinking about how to reply to this news.Out of curiosity, Xi Meng searched for Yu Jun's school schedule on the Internet, and found that Yu Jun clearly sent the message to himself during the morning reading class.Realizing this, Xi Meng couldn't help but hesitate to reply.

How long has he known Jun Yu?Counting from the time Jun Yu sent him the first message, it was a whole week.So they also haven't seen each other for a whole week.

Xi Meng tried hard to recall Jun Yu's appearance, but was surprised to find that his memory was not clear.He could only recall some vague details, such as the movement of Yu Jun's wrist when he took out the phone from his pocket, and how Jun Yu scanned his account barcode with the phone.They were standing very close at that time, and Xi Meng remembered the heat from Yu Jun's arms.

The only thing he couldn't remember was what Jun Yu looked like.

Even so, Xi Meng still felt that the suggestion sent by Yu Jun had brought invisible pressure on him.One week seemed too short for them, or, for Xi Meng himself, the time was too short.

Facing the verses in front of him that have not been written silently, Xi Meng rested his chin and thought for a while, and then thought for a while, while the ballpoint pen was twirling between his fingers.

Or wait a little longer.He held the pen that just fell into the tiger's mouth, and completed the poem in the blank space: the reeds are green, and the white dew is frost.The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Xi Meng's final reply to Jun Yu was that he would go home on the weekend and not stay in school, so if Jun Yu wanted to come, he might not have the chance to entertain him.

That being said, the meaning should be self-evident.Xi Meng forgot to charge his phone before going to bed last night. In order to wait for Yu Jun's reply, he had to plug the charger into the socket in the back row of the classroom.He was leaning against the bookshelf in the corner, playing with his phone while charging.

"Internet addiction boy, I'll give you a test paper for a math competition to write for fun." Shen Le passed by him, and stuffed a paper under his arm.

Xi Meng looked up at him, then picked up the test paper curiously and looked at it, but found that there was nothing interesting, so he folded the test paper and put it on the top of the bookshelf, next to the charging mobile phone.

Before Yu Jun could reply, the preparatory bell rang first, and Xi Meng had no choice but to go back to his seat and sit down.

Not long after, Mr. Hu, who teaches biology, walked into the classroom.He is very kind to the students and always walks to the podium with a smile on his face.After he finished explaining a topic to a student, the class bell rang.

"Then, students, let's go to class." Teacher Hu put his hands on the edge of the desk and said with a smile.

Shen Le shouted "stand up", and the whole class stood up from their seats, bowing to each other with the teacher.

"Sit down, please." He pressed his hand, and just as he finished speaking, a mobile phone message rang somewhere in the corner of the classroom.

Hearing the sound, Xi Meng's heart thumped, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Teacher Hu looked around the classroom curiously, and asked: "Which student's mobile phone is not turned to silent?"

Xi Meng raised his hand in embarrassment, and said in embarrassment, "Report to the teacher, it's me."

Most of the students in the class looked at Xi Meng who was sitting in the back row of the classroom at the same time, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.His face was blushing, and he felt a few small ants crawling on his cheeks. After slowly putting his hand down, he couldn't help but wiped it on his face.

"Turn your phone to silent or turn it off during class time." Teacher Hu didn't blame much, but still said very kindly.

However, what embarrasses Xi Meng even more is yet to come.He nodded with a smirk, then stooped away from the seat, went to the bookshelf and took off the phone and charging cable, then slipped back to the seat and sat down again.

After hastily turning his hot phone to vibrate, Xi Meng immediately threw the phone into a drawer.

Teacher Hu still regarded him as a surrogate, and after staring at him for a while, he officially started to lecture.Not only that, Xi Meng felt that after the whole biology class, Teacher Hu's eyes fell on him sitting in the back row more than once.After teaching new knowledge and reviewing old knowledge in the second half of the class, Teacher Hu called Xi Meng up once and asked him to go to the podium to explain to his classmates a big question in the previous college entrance examination that appeared in the quiz last week.

The topic of the lecture went well, but after the explanation, Xi Meng was still left on the podium by Mr. Hu.He felt very discouraged, and thought that after reading the messages on the phone later, he must lose his temper properly.How could Mr. Yu send him a message when he was in class?Doesn't he teach himself?

Teacher Hu stood in front of the first row of desks and asked Xi Meng some variations and extensions of that biology question.Xi Meng always felt thorns in his back, finally answered all the questions raised by the teacher, and finally returned to his seat.

Xi Meng has yet to write an English composition, which he planned to write in biology class.Unexpectedly, the biology teacher paid attention to himself throughout the class, and he had to listen carefully to the whole biology class like never before.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xi Meng immediately found the English homework book from the books piled up on the table, followed the monitor's instructions, got up and saluted the teacher, and began to write English compositions.