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The days that followed passed quickly.

Except for the first few nights when Yao An left, Yao Jianqi suffered from severe insomnia, and he could just keep his eyes open and wait for the sky to turn pale.

When he couldn't sleep, he drew pictures, and began to draw and draw according to the anatomy of the artist, but in the end they all became the facial features of another person, even the protruding bone of the eyebrow arch was exactly the same.

He didn't say anything on the phone, but Yao An's side sounded a bit noisy. There were five boys in the same dormitory, Zhan Xing was there, and the boys who studied sports were mostly cheerful and enthusiastic, playing ball, bringing meals, and buying high-power air conditioners.

Yao An told him about the snack street over there, showing off the class schedule without advanced math, and the crazy physical training... He filled his life with his life, which was full of life, except Yao Jianqi.

Before Yao An left, he said that he missed him, but Yao Jianqi was not sure if that person did a good job.

Fortunately, Yao Jianqi also started school when the last summer was torn away. This is nothing new, but at least he is no longer aimlessly, and can move from passive weightlessness to balance.

The lake in No. [-] Middle School is full of past and present, and there are buildings and buildings on the shore, year after year.

Yao Jianqi didn't sleep well last night, so he woke up late today, casually smoked a piece of whole wheat toast and rushed to get a ride by himself.After all, he is old enough to no longer need Yao Xinping and Yu Wan to see him off like before, but they will still get up and tell him to be careful on the road.

From the bus station to the school gate, there is a row of breakfast shops, round steamers breathing white steam, and a row of parasols, with shelves underneath, sealed pastries and breads,

A piece of toast wasn't enough, Yao Jianqi's stomach was screaming, so he went to the shelf to pick something to fill his stomach.

He didn't come early, they were all leftovers, whole wheat toast, pumpkin toast, raisin toast... Isn't there something sweet? Yao Jianqi lowered his gaze, and there were two survivors in the last row: matcha red beans Rolls and Oreo Mochi.

He stretched out his hand without hesitation, but a bright red shadow flashed in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the Oreo was gone, and there was only a crumpled 5 yuan bill left on the seat.

Yao Jianqi likes sweets.

Yao Jianqi hated matcha.

His digestive system automatically regards these two as its standard, not seeing them as a spear and a shield.

The only one who didn't understand was Yao An. When he was a child, he had nagged about this for a while, saying that it was all a fault and something he was used to.Until one time Yao Jianqi suffered from hypoglycemia, and when he was in a daze, he took a sip of the matcha milk fed by Yao An, and vomited on the spot.

After that, Yao An never complained about his faults, he was only used to him.

Unaware of luck, Yao Jianqi silently picked the raisins out of the toast and threw them into his mouth.

Enter the classroom again as usual, the first row, by the aisle, this time there is no Yu Yanchai to do stand-up comedy, but he is also in the next class, not far away, so don't ask him to go to the toilet.

He pulled the chair, feeling tired, and before he could sit down, he heard a loud voice: "Yao Jianqi?"

Yao Jianqi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but before anyone saw it, he saw something else first.

——Oreo Mochi, who has nothing to do with him.

Chen Zhe really didn't do it on purpose.

He didn't get up late that day, but there was a minor car accident in the vegetable market at the intersection, and a truckload of baby vegetables dumped on the ground, blocking a street, so it was naturally delayed.

He rushed here without thinking, and ran away after copying early, and took a seat by the window, only now did he feel that the person in front of him was dressed like deja vu.

Noticing that Yao Jianqi's eyes were not on him but on the half bag of black steamed buns, Chen Zhe kindly pushed him: "Do you want to eat?"

Yao Jianqi looked away as if nothing had happened, and broke a corner of the toast: "Oh, no need."

After class, Yu Yanzhui really came to the door. He was arrested as soon as he arrived, and he was still carrying a broom and mop with a new collar, just like the second senior brother.Slipped over on the way, and sang to Yao Jianqi: "The same table is not friendly, let's make an appointment for breakfast, lunch and dinner."

"Breakfast is free." Yao Jianqi held his chin and looked aside, "This is Chen Zhe, we work in the same studio."

Chen Zhe was all red, and waved to Yu Yan: "Can I join?"

Yu Yanzhui also raised his broom: "This classmate, you are so cute, if you don't have a piece, who else?"

Yao Jianqi couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you reading Allegro?"

Yu Yanzui stuck out his tongue, and jumped far away foolishly amidst the urging sound, his broom shaking and shaking.

Yao Jianqi felt that he was in a better mood when he came this time. He didn't think that he would set up a dinner group in a daze, and he didn't think it would be two years.

University is actually not as easy as Yao An boasted. Except that he can not participate in training on Wednesday and Sunday, he has to go to the swimming pool every day, swimming from 5 am to 7:4 am, and training from 6 am to [-] pm in the afternoon.

In addition to water and land, there is a small gym in the swimming pool. You have to practice resistance for an hour every other day, and do squats with a barbell.

The new coach doesn't have the nanny temper of the old season, and he trains them to be like grandchildren. They follow the bank with a long bamboo pole all day long, and whenever anyone relaxes, they hear a loud bang, and I don't know which one has a fresh red streak on their backs. bar.

Yao An blatantly complained that he made a good trick of beating the dog with a stick. Later, he thought that he had scolded himself, dodged another pole, and had to grit his teeth and continue paddling. After the end, he lay on the bank, Tired as an otter.

Today is Tuesday, Yao An is full of lactic acid, and meets Zhan Xing, who is also full of lactic acid after training, in the big classroom.The last row of VIPs was already overcrowded. My roommate Wu Yongxi pointed apologetically to two empty seats with green leather textbooks in the middle. The men who studied physical education rushed to grab the seats. He had tried his best.

Yao An and Zhan Xing expressed their understanding, sleep is not sleep, they each put a pillow on the book, and continued to dream of the previous dream under the guidance of the basic principles of Marxism.

After two class hours, Yao An was not awakened by the sound of the get out of class bell and the seat board ensemble, but was awakened by the sharp pain.

First of all, it was the ear. It was an old problem. He rubbed his rotator cuff again in a daze.

Thinking of this, Yao An was not so sleepy anymore, and pushed Zhan Xing: "I have to change the classroom."

Zhan Xing lost himself in his sleep and remained motionless, Yao An shoved him again.

"Change your mother." Zhan Xing got up annoyed, closed his eyes and cursed, "The next class will still be in this classroom, did you swim out of your mind? You can't remember the timetable every time."

He was relieved after scolding, and Yao An didn't bother him, presumably because he was thinking about the friendship of his old classmates.

Just within two seconds, Zhan Xing's knee was suddenly hit hard, and he kicked his calf forward suddenly. The classmate in front of him couldn't sit properly, and the chair board turned backwards, and he kicked the person's ass directly.

The knee jerk reaction was so unexpected.

The man who was learning martial arts in front suddenly turned his head, and Zhan Xing felt murderous in an instant.

"Holding, I'm sorry buddy." Zhan Xing apologized, "I'm having cramp."

"He has convulsions." Yao An corrected him from the side.

The buddy in the front seat seemed to be more satisfied with this explanation, so he didn't care about it, and went back to playing mobile games.

"You want to kill me!" Zhan Xing then cursed.

"It's all about revitalizing the father's education." Yao An opened the comprehensive English leisurely, and thought of something, "Hey, did we pass the fourth level?"

Zhan Xing put his head back in resentment: "You haven't read the student handbook, you won't be issued a diploma if you can't pass level [-], you should probably hang up."

"Why do I read the student handbook if I have nothing to do, and I don't take the exam." Yao An snorted, "Whoever can't live up to his grandson."

"Okay." Zhan Xing realized, and straightened his sitting posture, "Then I have to learn to practice."

"Yo, quite self-improvement."

"Fart, I want to see beautiful women."

As soon as the voice fell, the class bell rang a hundred times louder than the get out of class bell, and a woman pushed open the classroom door, wearing a peach-white cheongsam with a skirt, and her high-heeled shoes "clacked" on the hollow wood of the podium, like stepping on the podium. Everyone's eyelashes.

"Cen Yinxue is here!" Zhan Xing quickly folded his arms.

The teacher known as Cen Yinxue ticked the mouse line and said to the students: "Sorry, there is something wrong with the courseware just now, I went to debug it."

Let's look at the boys present, the average position has moved forward by 3 rows, and all of them were sleepy just now, and now they are all awake, with PPTs shining on their radiant faces.

Yao An was shuddered by the atmosphere in the room, and glanced at Zhan Xing: "Are you serious?"

"Are you straight or not?" Zhan Xing really sat like a clock, his back seemed to have increased by 5 centimeters, and his tail would have to be raised if he had one.

Cen Yinxue stroked her long black curly hair to the left of her neck, and glanced down the stage lightly: "It's late today, so I won't call the roll, and go straight to class."

This is purely a scene, and whoever is present does not know, as long as Cen Yinxue is in class, the seats are definitely full, and it is not an exaggeration to say that one is hard to find.The senior next door taught them the experience, saying that Cen Yinxue offers one compulsory course and one elective course every semester, and the compulsory course is a matter of time and cannot be robbed by others, while the elective course is a fierce dragon crossing the river, and only human beings can sit in the classroom Zhongqiji, starting from apm200.

After playing a piece of audio, Cen Yinxue wrote down the correct answer. The cursive English is not as elegant as writing, and it flew off the blackboard with a rustle.

Yao An stared at the obliquely flying letters and became distracted. He copied one stroke and another stroke in the textbook as he did.

"Are you still deserting?" Zhan Xing glanced at his notebook, "What do you mean?"

Yao An seemed to wake up from the yelling, only now did he see clearly what he had written unconsciously.

The blank space of the New Horizons catalog is nothing more than three letters jumbled together.

YJQ.