Continuously

"Return to zero!"

The crisp and abrupt electronic female voice broke the silence of the entire classroom.

Especially during exams.

"Oh my god!" Yu Yanzhui smashed his head at the calculator, "Why is there still sound!"

The whole class roared with laughter, and turned their gazes to this place. The originally solemn and tense exam atmosphere was instantly joyful.

"Quiet!" The pointer slammed the podium three times in a row, "Still laughing! No more exams?!"

"Yu Yanzhui, come up to me!"

Yu Yanzhui thumped the table secretly, and reluctantly pushed the chair away.

"Get the calculator!"

"Damn." Yu Yanzhui cursed silently, and handed in the accounting calculator that he bought on the weekend.

"You cheated in just a quiz, and you got it later? Ah!" Teacher Yu said angrily.

"I didn't cheat, I wrote out the whole process!" Yu Yanzhui retorted, "You didn't say it couldn't be used."

"Then I didn't say you can't turn the book, why don't you turn it?!" Teacher Yu made inferences.

"But the original questions are not tested in mathematics."

As expected of Yu Yanzhui.

Thus, the result of this debate was that Yu Yanchai looked enviously at the whole class... and stood in the corridor as punishment.

The weather outside the window was fine.

Yao Jianqi didn't have the habit of checking. After finishing the last number line problem half an hour earlier, he was in a daze while spinning his pen.

From the corner of the eye, Yu Yanzhui saw the apple seeds that Yu Yanzhui reverently placed on the corner of the table, which had not bloomed yet.

"Yao Jianqi, are you done?" Teacher Yu asked on the podium.

Yao Jianqi's hand that was turning the pen suddenly stopped, and fell back steadily to the palm of his hand, and began to fill in the two small circles of each option B, pretending to be a question.

don't mess with me don't mess with me don't...

"Go out when you finish writing." Teacher Yu pointed out the door with his eyes, "Help Yu Yan catch up with leapfrogs."

The gorse clumps in the circular flower beds are swaying with the wind of the squatting and jumping man-made.

姚见颀坐在坛边，接住一朵临危掉下来的金雀，漫不经心地念：“11、12、3、4、5……”

"Damn it, Yao Jianqi, how are you counting!" Yu Yanzhui squatted on the ground holding his head, cursing out of breath, "I won't be able to jump 100 in my next life!"

Yao Jianqi nimbly twirled a light yellow petal, flicked it off, and raised the corner of his lips: "Just kidding."

"This is not a joke, it's desperate." Yu Yan stretched his neck to look into the classroom, and after confirming that Teacher Yu was not inspecting him, he slumped down on the spot.

In order not to interfere with the exam while punishing him physically, Teacher Yu specially punished him to leapfrog in front of the teaching building, and appointed a specialist to supervise him.

On the surface, it seems that there is room for the tablemate to let the water go, but Yu Yanzhui doesn't necessarily think so.

Ever since he was at the same table with Yao Jianqi, Yu Yanzhui hadn't seen him speak a few words with others.Ordinary boys are hot when they play football, and they are brothers who are shirtless and fight together.

But this man won't.

Yao Jianqi seems to have a layer of separation between people and things, always avoiding them, and doesn't want to have contact with others, as if contact is superfluous.

It's too different from Yao An.

Yu Yanzhui half propped himself on the ground, looking at him openly.

Yao Jianqi knew that he was being watched, and after a while, he raised his head: "You want to hit me?"

Yu Yanzui chuckled.

But if they were not familiar with each other in this class, then no one knew Yao Jianqi well.

"Go on." Yu Yanzui patted the sand on his hands and buttocks, and continued to jump hard.

"6, 7, 8"

"There are more than a dozen!"

"9, 10, 11"

"Damn... this time you can count for me seriously!"

"100"

"What???"

Yu Yanzhui turned his head with joy in surprise.

"The count is over." Yao Jianqi didn't change his face, "Are you serious enough?"

"Hahahahaha..." Yu Yan lost his strength and fell to the ground.

baffling!

On Sunday afternoon, Yao An was lying on his back on the sofa, playing an escape game on his mobile phone.

He heard the sound of coming downstairs, and glanced at it: "Are you going to paint?"

Today is not the usual Saturday for painting, Yao Jianqi looked at himself, his hands were empty, he didn't understand how Yao An guessed it.

"I know." Yao An seemed very proud, "I always wear black clothes before painting."

Yao Jianqi understood, and immediately wiped his sleeves.

"Ah! Die here again!" Yao An yelled angrily, raised the phone and held it out to him.

Yao Jianqi took the phone: "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute." Yao An kicked his legs in the air, intending to sit up, "I'll see you... ah!"

Yao Jianqi looked back at the door, and saw Yao An struggling to straighten up, with his left hand on his right shoulder, rubbing and twisting: "I'm hurting to death."

Yao Jianqi stopped and asked, "How much have you been swimming recently?"

"It's not bad, finally I don't need to kick my legs with the kick board." Yao An waved his hands.

"Don't play too aggressively," Yao Jianqi said.

Yao An snorted and said, "It's better than self-study at night."

"Then you too..."

He stopped in the middle of the conversation, Yao Jianqi knew he couldn't listen, so he breathed out the chanting as air, and left without waiting for Yao An.

"This shade won't work."

Jiang Cong held a rubber band in his mouth and propped himself up on his knees.

Yao Jianqi also noticed it, changed to a 4B pencil, and swept back and forth across the bottom of the crock on the sketch paper.

"It's still shallow."

Yao Jianqi stopped and went to get another one.

"Hey, no need." Jiang Cong took off the original pen, hung his upper body on Yao Jianqi's head, and started to draw in this posture.

The blunt pen tip draws a sound on the rough paper, which is uproarious and powerful.

"At least it has to be this deep." Jiang Cong inserted the pen into the small hole of the iron clip and stood upright. "Did you draw the effect of 12B?"

"Is Teacher Jiang floating again today?" Chen Zhe, who was sitting behind Yao Jianqi, poked his head out and asked himself, "Yes."

The students in the studio laughed together, and Jiang Cong clicked on each of them, a total of 7 times: "The one who laughs the loudest is responsible for cleaning."

This trick proved to be unsatisfactory, and the studio immediately stopped.

She turned around happily and saw Yao Jianqi studying various pens attentively.

"After practicing for a long time, you will gain strength." Jiang Cong said, "You can also draw in the future..."

"Can't you use it directly?" Yao Jianqi looked up and picked out a 12B pencil.

"...It's okay." Jiang Cong had no choice but to scratch his earlobe.

After a while, she remembered the business: "You didn't give me the painting you took for the competition."

Yao Jianqi didn't answer.

"Have you chosen yet?" Jiang Cong asked.

"Choose one at random." Chen Zhe was everywhere, "Anyway, it's a good painting."

The rest of the people glanced at the person he was referring to, with a little affirmation and envy.Yao Jianqi didn't realize it, straightened the reference book, clipped it to the upper left of the easel, and said, "I'll draw a new one, bring it next time."

"Just don't forget." Jiang Cong blew on the scraps of pen on his fingertips, and turned behind the next child.

What Yao Jianqi didn't tell Jiang Cong was that he had already finished the painting.

The theme of the painting this time is "growth". It is not difficult to draw on the subject, but it is difficult to draw what he thinks in his heart.

"Little handsome guy."

Yao Jianqi's thoughts were interrupted.

"Do you think this is okay?" The boss handed him two boxes of Tiger Balm Pain Relief Stickers, "A lot of students come here to buy them."

Yao Jianqi took it, read the instruction manual carefully, and asked, "How long does it take to see results?"

"The package is good." The boss knocked on the box, "This medicine is really good."

The boss was afraid that he would not believe it, so he patted his chest again and said, "Call someone to give you a massage, young man, you will recover soon."

Yao Jianqi: "Massage?"

"That's right." The boss said and demonstrated, "Take a hot towel, apply it on your body, and press it a few times, that's it..."

After coming out of the pharmacy, Yao Jianqi still reviewed the few massage movements taught by the boss on the spot in his mind.

Always felt weird.

He thought about it, smiled half-jokingly, and stopped on the side of the road without rushing to catch the green light with only 3 seconds left.

Vehicles passed by in front of his eyes, and the reflective film on the glass dragged his face horizontally, one after another, fleeting, until the red light came, and it was finally fixed on one side of the glass.

Very close, it seems that the silhouette of a person sitting inside can be seen.

The submerged passers-by rushed into the zebra crossing one after another, rushing into the zebra crossing, staring at the light film for a long time. Yao Jianqi was about to look away, but his face on the glass kept shrinking and squeezing until it disappeared. .The windows rolled down like a curtain.

The pill box in his hand slammed to the ground.