I'm the hero in the fanfiction

When I woke up from the dream, I found that I seemed to be crushed by a ghost.

He slightly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the bright sky outside the window, subconsciously telling him that it was daytime and there would be no ghosts during the daytime.He looked up at the bed again to see if a jack had been placed, and then saw someone lying heavily on top of him.

It is not rigorous to say this, to be precise, it is lying on him through a layer of quilt.

The other party's pretty eyebrows looked very soft at this time, Ji Huai was so excited that he was kicked off the bed directly.

"Counter! Huai!" Ye Zhe gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, "You have been tossing all night and now you don't stop!"

"What night?" Ji Huai was a little dazed, he seemed to have soaked in the hot spring last night, and saw a pretty bottle of wine next to him, thinking that the fruit wine was not intoxicating anyway, so he drank some...

and then?

Fragments flashed through his mind, incomplete but enough for him to piece together what had happened.

He was actually drunk...

He actually drank fruit wine and got drunk...

He actually drank fruit wine, got drunk and played crazy, so Ye Zhe dragged him to bed...

Ji Huai felt that his fame had been ruined. He kicked Ye Zhe out of bed just now. Thinking of this, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could go back to the time when nothing happened last night.

As a social animal in his previous life, Ji Huai had exercised a good capacity for alcohol. Last night, when he saw that there was only a bottle of ten-degree fruit wine lying on the ground, he opened the cap and drank it without thinking.But he forgot that it was the body in his previous life that had a good capacity for alcohol. In this life, he is still an untouched little white chicken, not to mention that some fruit wines are more intoxicating than white wine, and he even went to the hot spring to steam... …

But it's just more drunk.

When Ye Zhe saw that his face turned blue and red, he knew that he had remembered everything, and sneered, "Remember?"

Ji Huai nana: "I remembered."

The one who knows current affairs is Junjie, he pulled the quilt and smiled obsequiously: "Brother, I was wrong, I won't drink casually next time."

"Now you know how to call me brother?" Ye Zhe squinted, "Didn't you still want to be my father last night?"

Thinking of Ji Huai's arrogant appearance last night, his teeth itch with anger.

I have never seen anyone who is drunk and not forgetting to take advantage, and I don't know who to learn from in the class, and whoever catches them will be called Dad.

"You are my father." Ji Huai answered without any hesitation.

Ye Zhe choked, and didn't know whether to be satisfied or not. He decided to make Ji Huai realize the importance of not drinking, so he threw his clothes over with a cold face, and left the room to go to the hall to get breakfast.

Ji Huai was wronged at first, seeing Ye Zhe like this, he could only purse his mouth, put on his clothes and wash up, folded the quilt obediently, sat obediently at the table and waited for Ye Zhe.

When he saw Ye Zhe's favorite fried dough stick tofu nao in Ye Zhe's hand, Ji Huai knew that the other party was not really angry.He took the plate, squeezed Ye Zhe's shoulders, and only raised his hand in surrender when the other party couldn't pretend to laugh and turned around and rubbed his face fiercely.

"Brother, brother, stop rubbing, my face is almost rounded by you."

Ji Huai still cherished his handsome face very much, Ye Zhe didn't rub it very hard, but he couldn't bear it, he started to do it again and again, the more times he rubbed, the quantity could outweigh the strength.

If the facial muscles were exercised too much, his face would be ruined.

"Okay, hurry up and eat, we should go back after eating."

They have been here for almost a week, and they have basically played all the fun here, and it is meaningless to stay any longer. More importantly, the two of them ran out to play before finishing their winter vacation homework.

There are only three days left before the start of school, if you don't go back, homework will be a bit troublesome.

"Hmm." Ji Huai nodded while stuffing another fried dough stick into his mouth.

Ye Zhe saw that he was eating happily, and his stomach, which was a little uncomfortable after tossing all night, seemed to feel better, so he simply sat down to eat with him.He turned his head to look at someone who seemed to have completely ignored what happened last night, and sighed in his heart.

Ji Huai didn't act honestly just because he pressed him under the quilt last night.

Xu Shi had a headache from drinking too much, so he lay on the bed with a flushed face, tilted his head to look at himself, and asked in a low voice for a long while: "Who are you?"

Ye Zhe rubbed his head, half joking and half probing, "I'm your boyfriend."

"Boy friend?"

"Ah."

He thought there were only two answers, retort or agree, but the other party curled his lips, looked him up and down in disgust, and couldn't shrink back under the quilt.

He was a little unwilling to get an answer, and dug for a long time to dig out the person, chasing after Ji Huai to get an answer.

But how can a drunk person have any consciousness?

After asking tirelessly for a long time, Ji Huai closed his eyes and muttered: "I don't even let you sleep, what a bad boyfriend, my brother treats me better."

"There are tens of thousands of men in the world, if not, let's change."

Ye Zhe: "..."

In the end, he didn't understand, was he rejected, or was he accepted?

The author has something to say: Ji Huai: There are thousands of men in the world, if not, let’s change them

Ye Zhe: Would you like to try another one? (death smiles)

☆、Chapter 38

Back at the home where they had been away for a long time, the two brothers put down the luggage in their hands, exhaled a sigh of relief, and both collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Ji Huai kicked Ye Zhe's calf.

"Eat instant noodles." Ye Zhe lazily didn't want to move.

Ji Huai kicked again: "I ate a meal of instant noodles on the high-speed rail, can I change it to something else?"

"Biscuits, bread, or you make it."

Ji Huai: "..."

Not to mention that he can't cook, even if he can cook, he doesn't want to move after such a long journey. Judging from the situation, Ye Zhe is probably tired enough.

He rolled on the sofa, got up with difficulty, and under Ye Zhe's gaze, he moved evasively to the bedroom, and threw himself heavily on the bed.

Ye Zhe: "..."

He didn't even have the strength to complain anymore, and when he tilted his head, he didn't know anything.

When Ji Huai got up again, it was already past three in the morning.

Pushing open the door, the living room was as bright as day, Ye Zhe had already woken up, and was scribbling on the table.Seeing Ji Huai walking out rubbing his eyes, without raising his head, he said, "Go wash up, the rice is in the pot."

Just as Ji Huai sat down beside Ye Zhe after eating, he unceremoniously threw a bunch of homework over.

He woke up instantly: "Why so much homework?!"

Did he have so much homework left before he went to the resort?

"I still have a bunch." Ye Zhe patted the mountain-high pile of books in front of him, and said helplessly, "Hurry up and write. You are in charge of the test papers, and I am in charge of the exercise books."

There are about forty or fifty test papers for several courses, and Ji Huai is also very depressed. He obviously felt that he had written a lot before going out to play, but now it seems that there is nothing missing.

It is the early morning of the penultimate day, and Ji Huai feels that he can still finish writing.He picked up a set of happy winter vacation papers, yawned and started to study the questions crazily.

From three in the morning to five in the afternoon, Ji Xiaohuai finally finished all the math papers.

He flicked his sore wrist, took Ye Zhe's exercise book, and started a new round of hard writing.

"Brother, can we finish writing yet?" He looked desperately at the pile of books still piled up high, and raised his trembling pen again as he wailed.

"Write as much as you can."

Ye Zhe's hands were so fast that he didn't even bother to write the steps. He directly opened Ji Huai's exercise book and copied the answers quickly.

Ji Huai was dumbfounded by this wave of operations. Seeing that Ye Zhe was going to do this even for the test paper he wrote, he murmured, "Brother, are you sure you won't be scolded by the teacher like this?"

Just write the result, and anyone can see that it was copied.

"It's okay, the teacher is used to it." Ye Zhe said indifferently.

Only then did Ji Huai remember that this guy only writes an answer every time he answers a question. During the exam, he always looks at the questions and then writes a few more steps. If the questions are boring, he can save a little ink. I have forced him to write the steps in the past six months, I am afraid that he usually does his homework almost like this.

If he writes like this now, the teacher will not doubt him.

I only suspect that the title is not good.

Ji Huai didn't want to admit it, but he was really sour.

I have written so much painstakingly, and others only need to write the result. How unbalanced it is!

It was agreed that I would write the test paper and you would write the exercise book, and then you would copy it over and over again. As a result, you copied the answers I wrote, but I couldn't copy the steps you wrote.

Ji Huai was indignant, he tapped his pen, and pulled out all the Chinese and English from a stack of test papers: "These are all yours!"

Ye Zhe blinked, looked up at Ji Huai's aggrieved little face, put them in front of him resignedly, lowered his head and continued writing.

The two of them wrote their homework for a day, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, they finally collapsed.

"I'm not going to write any more!" Ji Huai pushed the test paper forward, grabbed his phone, and was about to go to the canyon to take the lead, venting his irritability from writing homework all day today.

"Xiao Huai, why did you come online so late." Yue Qing asked through the headset.

"Don't mention it. After writing homework for a day, I feel like I'm going crazy." Ji Xiaohuai manipulated the hero to hide in the grass, and said casually, "How much do you have left to write? Let me copy the finished ones."

"You can just ask Ye Zhe, his grades are so good, he must write standard answers."

Speaking of this plan, Huai got angry: "His answer is indeed a standard answer. The standard answer can no longer be standard. It is the same as the reference answer. How can I copy it without even a single step?"

"Uh." Yue Qing laughed dryly, "It's a routine operation, just get used to it."

Ji Huai rolled his eyes, rushed out of the grass and slashed at the opponent a few times.

"I also have a lot of homework. I was thinking about sending you a message and asking you to borrow me to copy."

"Then what should we do?" Ji Huai was a little worried, "What about the rest of our class? What about the school committee? What about Ruan Xing? They should have finished writing, right?"

"I'm sorry, probably not." Yue Qing punctured his fantasy mercilessly, "I've asked everything I could, the teacher is too perverted this time, and Bu's homework can't be finished at all."

Ye Zhe listened for a long time, and suddenly said: "I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?"

"What's the idea?"

"tomorrow……"

Early the next morning, Ji Huai and Ye Zhe came to KFC with a large bag of things on their backs.

Ruan Xing and Yue Qing were already waiting there, and when they saw them coming, they quickly waved.

"Is it just you two?" Ji Huai asked as he put down his schoolbag.

"The squad leader and the sports committee will also come over later. Let's divide the work first, and each person will take one class. Let's copy the answers for Chinese." Ruan Xing said, "I am the representative of the physics class, and the physics will be handed over to me."

"Okay, I'll do the chemistry." Ji Huai said straightforwardly.

"Let me cover the English." Yue Qing knew that his grades were not good, "I am responsible for all your English, the teacher should not be able to tell that the letters of the words are not written by me."

Ruan Xing and Ji Huai agreed.

Ye Zhe raised his hand: "Then I will do math..."

"be opposed to!"

"turn down!"

Ji Huai said: "You are in charge of English composition, the kind that writes six essays by yourself."

Ye Zhe shrugged and had no opinion on the proposal.

I copied the answers by myself, and handed over the biology and mathematics to the class monitor and the sports committee who hadn't come yet. They completed the division of labor and started the journey of cooperation.

Ye Zhe suggested last night that if two people can't finish writing, they should find six people, one person is responsible for a subject, and the writing speed will naturally increase with less brain work. So they contacted three people overnight, and planned to spend two days today and tomorrow. In KFC, it is necessary to finish all homework.

"The biology is done, Xiao Huai, have you finished writing the test paper, lend me to copy it."

"It's in the bag, take it yourself."

"The essays are finished. There are five essays per person. I put them in order. Don't copy them wrong."

"Brother Ye, thank you for your hard work. There is no answer for filling in the blanks and correcting mistakes in grammar..."

"Okay, I'll write."

"Isn't it good for us to do this? The homework should be done by yourself."

"Squad leader, do you want to finish the physics?"

"...Oh, show me."

"..."

The six of them worked hard for two days, and finally finished all their homework in the evening of the second day.

"I'm exhausted, give Dad a beat." The sports committee put Ruan Xing's hand on his shoulder, spread it on the chair and didn't want to move.

Ruan Xing secretly exerted force on the palm of his hand, and said with a smirk: "Son, are you comfortable?"

"……Comfortable!"

Time passed while they were fighting and fighting, and when a few people came out of the barbecue shop with their stomachs in their arms, the bright moon had already climbed up the branches, and they realized that half of the three-year high school had passed .

I don’t know whether they are sitting at the table in a daze or struggling for their dreams next year, and I don’t know if they will smile knowingly when they think of today, and secretly bury this best memory in their hearts.

The author has something to say: I suddenly remembered, sisters, school is about to start?Or is school already started?

We will start school in a few days, fortunately college students don’t have summer homework hehehe

Rabo hated and immediately put the lid on the pot and ran away da da da

☆、Chapter 39

On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, No. [-] Middle School starts.

Although the school started before the [-]th day, everyone in Class [-] complained for a long time, but after hearing that the school started on the seventh day of the third year of high school, their complaints turned into sorrow.

The group leader is responsible for collecting the homework, and the students work hard one by one, copying the homework, copying the homework, helping out, no one is idle.

Ji Huai was happily chatting with Ye Zhe when he heard Yue Qing let out a desperate cry.

"What's wrong?" Ji Huai was puzzled, "Didn't you say you finished writing yesterday?"

Why is it like my homework was eaten by a dog now?

Obviously, I still had time to write an extra book on physics for the slow writing committee.

Yue Qing held up a brand new Chinese exercise book in frustration: "I finished writing, but I forgot to take this book home."

He was so excited during the winter vacation that he packed up and went home, completely forgetting that he should check again to see if everything was packed.Just when the Chinese class representative asked them to hand in their homework, he realized that the exercise book in front of him looked so new and unfamiliar.

When I opened it, I saw that not a word was moved.

If other subjects are better, but for a subject like Chinese, which is all written, he really doesn't have the courage to copy, and there is not enough time.

"Didn't you hand it in just now? I didn't see the Chinese class representative come over to urge you to hand in this homework."

Lao Qian is a Chinese teacher, and the Chinese class representative is a "little debt collector" personally appointed by him. If she hadn't been collecting homework dutifully, the Chinese homework might have disappeared in the sea of ​​books in the science class.

"I handed over Ding Teng's."

Ding Teng and Yue Qingfa are young, and they are currently in Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School.

"You handed it over to him, what will he do?"

"They don't have a Chinese class until tomorrow. I was going to wait for the old money to be checked, and then go and steal it back tonight."

"Then tonight."

"But the problem is...the math teacher in their class had something to do with the Chinese teacher and changed a class today..." Yue Qing covered his face, "He just sent me a message saying that their teacher said that all must be handed in before school ends."

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai: "Then what do you do?"

"What's our next class?"

"Sports..." As soon as Ji Huai said that, he saw Yue Qing's eyes gleaming, and he couldn't help but leaned back, "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course it's self-help!" Yue Qing showed his white teeth and smiled at Ji Huai.

5 minute later.

"Yue Qing, are you sure Lao Qian is going to play basketball?" Ji Huai asked softly, leaning against the wall of the office door.

"I'm sure, Ding Teng's class is next to the basketball court. He saw it with his own eyes." Yue Qing said, "He also said that the old money is basically for rewarding points. He probably wants to exercise to lose weight, and he didn't make a single shot."

Ji Huai looked at the office along the crack of the door. It was the last class. The teacher either went to class, or those who had no class left early. There was no one in the empty office, which gave them the best opportunity to commit crimes.

Yue Qing stepped on his feet, opened the door carefully and rushed in, and saw the winter homework on Lao Qian's desk that was taller than him.

"Ye Zhe, help us watch outside, remember to make some noise when the old money comes in." Ji Huai warned, and then slipped in.

Ye Zhe shook his head helplessly, and leaned against the door with folded arms to act as the door god.

"Where is it? Where is Ding Teng's homework?"

Yue Qing laboriously moved a thick pile of homework off the desk, lowered his head and carefully opened the cover of each book, looking for the small exercise booklet.

There is a layer of glue on the cover of the exercise book, and most of the students in the class did not write their names on the cover. Yue Qing had to turn to the second page one by one. Several piles of books.

"Hello, Teacher Qian."

Ye Zhe's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Ye Zhe, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know much about a subject, so I want to come over and ask you for advice."

"And you don't know it?" Old Qian said with interest in his tone, "Let's go in and take a closer look."

"No need, it's not a difficult topic, just ask for advice here, I want to go back early and write the next composition."

"..."

"Fuck, it's over, Yue Qing, have you turned it over? The old money is back!" Ji Huai hurriedly arranged the turned over and arranged it exactly the same as before, while anxiously saying, "Hurry up, if you really can't, just find a copy." Let Ding Teng hand it in!"

If Lao Qian found out, not only Yue Qing and Ji Huai, but also Ye Zhe outside would be unlucky.

"Found it!" Yue Qing suddenly pulled out a homework book and put the rest back.

The two hurried to the door on the other side of the office, listening to Ye Zhe's unrestrained talk about reading comprehension that day, and Lao Qian repeatedly agreed with what he said.

Yue Qing quietly pushed the door open a crack, saw no one outside, and tiptoed out.

"Yo!"

Yue Qing's body froze, he didn't care to stop Ji Huai who was about to come out, and showed an embarrassed smile at Lao Qian.

Old Qian looked at the exercise booklet in his hand with a smile: "Both stolen goods and stolen goods."

"Yue Qing, why don't you leave?" Ji Huai couldn't see what was going on outside in the office, so he pushed Yue Qing out.

"Another one came out." Old Qian said, "Is there any more?"

Yue Qing and Ji Huai hung their heads cowardly and did not speak.

"Come here, show me the exercise book."

Yue Qing lowered his head, walked over slowly, and handed the exercise book to Lao Qian as if he was dead.

Lao Qian probably flipped through it, and knew that it was not Yue Qing's handwriting. He glanced at the title page again, and sure enough, he snorted: "One is watching the wind, and the other is stealing homework. What else do you three have to say?"

He knew that Ye Zhe, who had never asked a Chinese question before, ran over suddenly, and he must have something to hide from him.

"Don't you have anything to say? Go back to me if you have nothing to say, Yue Qing, hand in your supplementary book before Friday, and then use someone else's to fool me. You know the consequences. As for the two of you—" Old Qian looked at the two The accomplices, "one person wrote a [-]-word self-criticism and handed it in."

Three thousand words? !

Ji Huai was completely dumbfounded. He would rather write a whole Chinese homework book than write a self-criticism, okay?

Yue Qing obviously thought the same way, he was glad to go, and couldn't help but smile a little.

"What are you laughing at?" Old Qian Youyou glanced at him, "You have to write three thousand characters too!"

Yue Qing: "..."

"As for this homework..." Under Yue Qing's expectant eyes, Lao Qian rolled it up and tucked it under his arm, "Confiscated!"

After all, Lao Qian left with his hands behind his back and humming.

"No!"

Yue Qing wailed, this homework is still Ding Teng's, and there is only half a class left, what should I do now?

Ji Huai didn't know how Yue Qing solved it in the end, but now he was worrying about this extra review paper because he was idle and bored to join in the fun.

He has written a lot of essays since he was a child, and he has also written a lot of reports, but this review is the first one, and he really has no idea how to write it.

"Brother..." Ji Huai looked at Ye Zhe who had already written almost a page, his tone full of flattery.

"Ok?"

"Can you teach me how to write?"

"Bring it here." What Ye Zhe couldn't bear the most was Ji Huai's pitiful eyes. He sighed, "I'll write it for you. You will do the housework next week."

"I'll take care of the next week, Brother Ye, you can help me too..." Yue Qing poked his head from the front, his voice finally became smaller and smaller under the indifferent gaze of the other party, and finally turned back resentfully to give up.

Ji Huai joyfully ran up behind Ye Zhe to squeeze his shoulders and beat his back, and raised his eyebrows at the envious Yue Qing from time to time, with a villainous look on his face.

Just go ahead and see how long Ye Zhe can favor you!

Yue Qing was thinking with citric acid in his mouth.

The author has something to say: Yue Qing: I will do the housework next week

Ye Zhe: Huh?Someone else wants to be a light bulb in Xiaohuai and me's house?

☆、Chapter 40

The homework at the beginning of the semester only caused a brief storm in the class, and then it was forgotten because of more exciting things.

Counting the time, it's time for the annual spring outing of No. [-] Middle School.

Every year, No. [-] Middle School organizes a spring outing for first-year and second-year students. Although the location of the spring outing is only some parks and forests around Sushi City, it is indeed a good trip for high school students who bury their heads in the sea of ​​books all day long.

Even Ji Huai, who just spent a week at a resort in a neighboring city during the winter vacation, is full of interest in this spring outing.

"Classmates, be quiet."

In the last class on Saturday afternoon, Lao Qian clapped his hands to signal the students to calm down, and said with a smile, "I know everyone is very interested in tomorrow's tour, but there are a few points I would like everyone to pay attention to. First of all..."

Class [-]’s spring outing this year is at Mohu Park, a large-scale scenic park with a beautiful environment in Sushi City. It is the favorite of square dancing aunts and martial arts grandpas on weekdays. Many parents like to take their children there on weekends Picnic is a very good attraction.

Although the students complained about the school being stingy enough to deprive them of their only Sunday to organize a spring outing, they put their complaints aside when they thought of going out to play.

the next day.

When Ji Huai dragged Ye Zhe to the playground, he laughed out loud looking at the students lined up in a row.

In order to spend a pleasant spring outing, many people choose to pack lightly. There are only some snacks in their bags. There are also some people who bring treasures that they usually dare not bring to school. Some people fully consider the problem of lunch at noon. Bring lighter seasonings and even pots and pans.

The classmate with the pots and pans was plausible: "My family often has picnics in the park. If we don't bring some bowls and pans, how will we pack our meals?"

Ji Huai seemed to make sense when he heard it, and looked at Zhi Le, a classmate who brought seasonings and garlic: "Brother, why do you think Lao Niu brought garlic? Can't you buy it there? It's better than Ruan Xing, he brought a The rice cooker can cook rice anyway."

Ye Zhe looked at Ji Huai helplessly with mentally retarded eyes: "Bring a rice cooker, where can you find a socket to cook?"

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai coughed dryly, acting as if he hadn't said anything, and silently shrank behind Ye Zhe.

Standing in front, Ruan Xing's ears were sharp, and he heard Ye Zhe's words. His proud expression suddenly faltered. He was holding the rice cooker at a loss, and just wanted to find a hole to bury the rice cooker in.

"beep--"

As the whistle blew, students from Class [-] lined up in an orderly manner under the leadership of the teacher, walked out of the school gate and got on the bus.

Lao Qian, who led the team, fulfilled his dream of being a tour guide, holding a small red flag with a smile on his face: "Students, let's play a game."

"What game?" As an honest and good student, the school committee immediately raised their hands to cheer the teacher.

Lao Qian pondered for a moment, thinking about how to combine Chinese with regular games on the road, and finally clapped his hands happily and said: "Let's play Song Solitaire!"

Ji Huai: "..."

Ye Zhe: "..."

All Class [-] students: "..."

Yu Hui still applauded and agreed: "Okay, this game is quite interesting!"

"School Committee!" Ruan Xing held Yu Hui down, gritted his teeth and said, "Can you stop giving Lao Qian such face?"

Song Solitaire?

Can I play some older games?

Old Qian didn't feel the helplessness of the students at all, and still said enthusiastically: "Let me start first, a small poplar, which grows next to the outpost~~"

"As long as the song you sing has the word 'side' in it, you will pass. Come on, everyone starts from the first row, Ruan Xing, you take the lead." Lao Qian pointed out.

Ruan Xing had a bitter face: "Teacher, I can't think of it..."

"I really can't figure it out?" Old Qian was a little reconciled, and tried to use threats to force out his memory, "Then next time you must improve your Chinese by a point better than this time."

"Okay." Ruan Xing answered very simply.

Old Qian choked, and turned his hopeful eyes to his loyal supporters.

Yu Hui felt powerless, after thinking for a long time, he could only say in embarrassment: "I'm sorry teacher, I don't know much about songs..."

He is either studying or on his way to study every day. Except for physical education class and running exercises between classes, he rarely leaves his seat during the week. How can he have the leisure time to listen to music.

Those who are a little familiar are probably the national anthem and the school anthem, plus a few soprano songs that wake people up every morning.

Old Qian sighed: "Your students in this class are not good, why don't you have any entertainment?"

Yu Hui lowered his head in shame.

"Students, although it's not to make you lose your mind, you still have to have proper entertainment." Lao Qian started the chatter mode, "What about playing ball, playing games, you can try it when you are tired from studying, otherwise you can work later. In order to recall your high school days, except for "Pipa Xing" is Li Hua, how boring it would be."

"Such a good youth should not be wasted, nor should it be completely occupied by learning."

Liu Xian was so moved: "Teacher, you are simply the best head teacher I have met in the past ten years of school."

"Since you think I'm so good, then you sing a song quickly and connect what they didn't think of."

Liu Xian: "Is it too late for me to take back my words..."

Sitting at the back, Ji Huai was amused by their words, and when he got tired of laughing at the end, he leaned against Ye Zhe lazily to watch them fight wits with Lao Qian.

"Is there anything to eat?" Ji Huai smiled a little hungry, and poked Ye Zhe's arm.

Ye Zhe brushed the questions until after three o'clock last night. He completely forgot that there was a spring outing today. He wanted to sleep in the car, but he didn't know if it was the driver's problem or the road problem. He couldn't sleep because of the bumps. , after failing to fall asleep for the seventh time, he finally opened his eyes angrily.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Huai trying to grab his schoolbag by pulling his arm.

"What's wrong? Which one do you want?" Ye Zhe picked up his schoolbag, "Small bread? Or biscuit?"

"Let's have a pack of spicy sticks."

After tearing open the spicy strips, even with the windows open, the strong smell still permeated the entire compartment. At this time, the bus had been driving for almost an hour, and many students who hadn’t eaten in the morning were aroused their appetites.

Yue Qing was the first to discover that the smell came from Ji Huai: "Xiao Huai, don't you, give me a pack too."

Ji Huai generously gave him a bag.

The taste of the two bags of spicy strips was irresistible to the hungry students. Immediately, the remaining bags in Ye Zhe's schoolbag were all handed over to the class, and soon spread to every seat on the bus.

Ji Huai stared blankly at the spicy strip left in his hand, not understanding why things had suddenly developed like this.

He pursed his mouth, and stuffed the last single seedling into Ye Zhe's mouth: "Brother, you eat."

Lao Qian felt a little disappointed when he saw that everyone in the class was eating a spicy stick, and he went to Yue Qing who hadn't finished eating and said cheerfully: "Yue Qing, can you recite "The Road to Shu"?"

Yue Qing opened his mouth slightly with spicy sticks in his mouth, looking at the kind old money in bewilderment, not understanding why he was targeting him.

"Let's memorize together, we've finished memorizing the ancient poems and essays that are necessary for high school, and we'll probably reach our destination."

Seeing Lao Qian's eyes frequently looking at his hands, Ji Huai shook Yue Qing crazily: "Give him the spicy strips! Give him all!"

Lao Qian, who got the spicy strips, happily returned to his seat with his hands behind his back, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to torture his classmates, and happily nestled in his seat to taste the snacks.

"The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky..."

I don’t know who started it first, but that day, in the carriage filled with the smell of spicy sticks, the students of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School sat together and recited the ancient poems that must be memorized in high school from beginning to end.

There is no order from Lao Qian, no pressure from exams, it is so natural, and the sound of Lang Lang's endorsement resounds through the sky.

One of Mohu Lake and Shi No. [-] Middle School is located in the south of the city, and the other is located in the north of the city. The bus drove for more than an hour before finally arriving at the destination.

Today's weather is neither too cold nor too hot, and it's Sunday again. Many people spread tablecloths on the lawn, filled them with various snacks and snacks, and gathered with family and friends for a picnic.Many tourists often come to have a picnic in Mohu Lake. There are many small stalls around the square, selling snacks, barbecue utensils, and toys. Everything is available.

After hearing that Lao Qian restricted the scope of activities to the park, the students cheered and disbanded.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ji, do you want to play Werewolf Killing?" Liu Xian shouted at them while sitting on the lawn holding a Werewolf Killing card.

"Here I come!" Ji Huai pulled Ye Zhe and ran over, and found that besides a few familiar friends, there were also a few girls from the next class and Bian Wenwen sitting around.

Seeing this situation, he didn't know what these people wanted to do. After showing a tacit smile to Liu Xian, he shouted: "Who will be the host?"

"Brother Ye, come on." The sports committee said, "Brother Ye is too smart, if he joins me in the first round, I want to vote him out."

"why?"

"Because you don't know which side he is at all." The sports committee seemed to have some psychological shadows, "Last time we played five games, and Brother Ye played three werewolves, and we didn't catch a single one."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhe was immediately excluded from the ranks of players.

Ye Zhe shrugged, picked up the cards and chuckled, "Then let's play."

"Wait!" Ruan Xing raised his hand, "Should we have some reward and punishment measures?"

"For example?" Bian Wenwen asked.

Ruan Xing chuckled: "The loser will have a truth-or-dare, and the questions and tasks will be assigned by the winner. The witch, the police, and the prophet are considered neutral. A werewolf should ask a commoner, how about it?"

This is your purpose!

Ji Huai glanced at the young ladies who were excited, and secretly cast aside them in his heart, and joined the game instead.

"Please close your eyes when it gets dark..."

At the end of the round, Ji Huai arrogantly flicked the werewolf card in his hand: "Did you see? What is a high IQ! What is a strategist!"

He and several other werewolves clapped their hands and cheered, and said kindly to the school committee: "How about it, are you willing to bet and admit defeat?"

"I choose the truth." The school committee said dejectedly.

They didn't expect that Ji Huai, who seemed to be well-behaved and honest, would be so good at playing. When they saw those innocent peach blossom eyes, they subconsciously thought that he was just a weak, pitiful and helpless little commoner.

Mistakes, missteps.

"My question is very simple. The school committee will answer it. What is the most embarrassing thing you have done since you were a child?"

Academic Committee: "..."

This question is really simple.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the school committee said slowly: "Before I didn't wear glasses, I recognized the wrong person. I thought it was me, so I rushed up to hug his neck and was beaten..."

"Why did you hit you?" Liu Xian was curious, "Apologies for my mistake, why is this man so small-minded."

"It's not a boy, a girl with a boy's head cut..." The school committee hid its face sadly, "It was still the peak time after school, and then I became famous in junior high school, and I haven't found a girlfriend for three years."

Ji Huai: "..."

"Ahem, then I'll ask the next one."