Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou's brain was almost blank at that moment.

His eyes widened, and he leaned back sharply.

He wiped the water droplets on the back of his hand with his thumb, and tried to persuade himself that it was the rain leaking from the roof of the classroom.

It's just that this reason is too stupid to be convincing at all.

"Cry, cry, cry..." He stammered, and then saw Zhu Yu wipe his eyes with his hand.

"Fuck, why are you crying!" Fu Cizhou let go abruptly, and threw Zhu Yu's fingers on the table, "Fuck, blah, blah, blah..."

Probably because he had never been in contact with other people's tears, Fu Cizhou looked extremely at a loss.

And this kind of overreaction is like the bell ringing. Although the "buzz" made people's brains hurt, it made Zhu Yu quickly adjust his emotions and recover.

"You didn't see anything." Zhu Yu rubbed his nose so hard that it turned red.

"I'm not blind!" Fu Cizhou yelled out, and his echo resounded in the classroom.

"Zhu Yu!" Old Chen's voice suddenly came from the front door of the classroom, "Why are you still in the classroom?!"

As the students were not present at the opening speech, Lao Chen was probably so mad that he ran to the classroom to find someone.

Zhu Yu quickly stood up, pushed the stool back and was about to go outside.

Fu Cizhou, who was sitting on the outside, raised his hand to stop him from going out.

"I'll go for you." He pulled the speech paper in Zhu Yu's hand, pressed Zhu Yu's shoulder and pushed him back on the stool, "Aren't you dizzy, just sit here."

Zhu Yu blinked and looked up at Fu Cizhou.

"Nonsense!" Lao Chen walked into the classroom with a frown, "All the students who spoke have reported to the school, what should I change?"

"Mr. Chen, he's really uncomfortable." Fu Cizhou hugged Lao Chen's shoulders, and forcibly led him out of the classroom. "It's a small matter, just ask the announcer to change his name!"

After the two left the classroom, Zhu Yu couldn't hear the other words clearly.

The hallway echoed loudly, and he finally heard Fu Cizhou's rising tone of "Am I unworthy?" seemed to contain great dissatisfaction.

Kind of like laughing.

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes and really laughed.

At [-]:[-], the flag raising ceremony officially began.

Zhu Yu lay on the table and listened to the solemn national anthem.

The phone in the table hole vibrated, and he took it out to see that it was a message from Fu Cizhou.

Young Master: Play the song of youth with hard work, and build the ideal nest with sweat.

Young Master: It's sour.

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and smiled, which really didn't fit Fu Cizhou's style of painting.

Fish: You can change it to "Eat and have fun, let's leave."

Master: Shit.

Young Master: Old Chen must beat me.

Since when has this person been afraid of Lao Chen?

Zhu Yu was about to tease a few more words, but before he could take any action, he heard the voice of the school announcer.

After announcing the process in a few words, Fu Cizhou, a student from Class [-], Grade [-], was going to read his speech under the national flag.

There was no flag-raising platform in the classroom, and Zhu Yu didn't want to see it either.

His mind was dizzy like motion sickness, and he felt a headache even if he opened his eyelids.

I didn't sleep well last night, and woke up again this morning...

Zhu Yu thought of the overlapping voices in his dream, the beginning of their sentence and the end of their sentence forming a ring, and the magic sound swayed back and forth in his mind.

"Good morning, teachers and students, I am Fu Cizhou from Class [-], Grade [-]..."

I don't know if Fu Cizhou deliberately lowered his voice, or if the original voice was filtered by the microphone, it seemed a little more stable to Zhu Yu's ears.

Those messy voices just now gradually weakened until they disappeared, and the sound of morning reading was mixed with the speech, which was the most common morning in early winter.

"The content of my speech under the national flag today is "Song of Youth"..."

Zhu Yu lay on the table, thinking that Fu Cizhou really looked like that.

In about 10 minutes, the flag-raising ceremony ended perfectly, and the students went back to the classroom in twos and threes.

Wang Ying and Xu Chen were the fastest runners, running all the way back to Zhu Yu's side like a race, asking three consecutive questions.

"what happened?"

"Okay?"

"Not dizzy?"

Zhu Yu waved his hands calmly: "Barely alive."

The morning self-study time occupied by the flag-raising ceremony was less than 10 minutes after the end.

One-third of the students in the class make up for homework, one-third do hygiene, and the remaining one-third are led by the school committee to memorize English vocabulary with great reluctance.

Zhu Yu waited for a while, and when most of the students in the class had arrived, Fu Cizhou was still missing.

"Where's old Fu?" Zhu Yu asked Wang Ying.

Wang Ying twisted his body and replied: "He wants to buy something, let's go upstairs to see you first."

Zhu Yu said "oh", took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Cizhou.

As a result, before the message was edited and sent out, a heavy object hit Zhu Yu's desk with a "snap".

Zhu Yu looked up in surprise, and saw a small bag of white rabbit toffee lying on the wooden desk.

"Have you gone to buy candy?" Zhu Yu turned off his phone, and the whole person became happy.

"Eight yuan," Fu Cizhou said eight to Zhu Yu, "Take me to dinner tonight."

Zhu Yu seemed to be happier, the original red eye sockets faded a lot, and the eyes curled up with such a smile.

He took apart the toffee and gave two to Wang Ying, two to Xu Chen, and two to Fu Cizhou like a wedding candy.

"I won't eat it," Fu Cizhou pushed the two candies back, "Put this in your table hole for emergency."

Just now, if Zhu Yu had hypoglycemia, where would he get sugar, he might as well buy a pack in advance and put it in the table hole for later use, so as to save him from being always surprised and worried.

Zhu Yu understood Fu Cizhou's intentions, chewed the toffee and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Just know how to eat." Fu Cizhou glanced at him, took out Zhu Yu's speech from his pocket and threw it over, "What is written is so sour, I feel sick when I read it."

"The reading is very good, and the voice is full of emotion." Zhu Yu gave a very high affirmation.

"I really wonder if you are trying to trick me on purpose," Fu Cizhou clicked on the first line of the speech, "What did you cross out your self-introduction? What do you want to change it to? Am I Fu Cizhou from Class [-], Grade [-]? "

Zhu Yu looked at the line of words without blinking, only his cheeks were moving like a hamster: "Huh?"

Seeing that Zhu Yu had no intention of communicating at all, Fu Cizhou simply gave up: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Zhu Yu rested his chin and looked at Fu Cizhou with a smile: "Hey..."

"Ok?"

"I really envy you."

"..."

It seemed a bit abrupt to say this sentence suddenly. Although Fu Cizhou felt that Zhu Yu could envy everything about him, but with Zhu Yu's character, he would not say this directly.

He stared at Zhu Yu for a while, then bent down on the table and leaned over to the other's table: "For the sake of my speech, you answer me a question."

Zhu Yu thought for a while: "You ask."

"Why don't you want to give a speech?" Fu Cizhou went straight to the point.

"Listen to the truth?" Zhu Yu twirled his fountain pen around his thumb, "The truth is a bit like a lie."

Fu Cizhou frowned: "You say."

"I don't want to introduce myself." Zhu Yu replied quickly.

Fu Cizhou sat up straight, frowning as if he was thinking about some important national affairs: "That's it?"

Zhu Yu nodded.

"That's it?" Fu Cizhou repeated.

Zhu Yu said patiently: "Really, I swear."

"Why don't you want to introduce yourself?" Fu Cizhou asked again.

Zhu Yu opened the textbook for Fu Cizhou: "This is the second question."

"..."

The tear that suddenly fell from him in the morning seemed to be buried in the fallen leaves.

Fu Cizhou didn't mention it again, and Zhu Yu also pretended it didn't happen.

The boys are still playing around for a day.

It's just that when Fu Cizhou looked at Zhu Yu, there was still a slight change in his eyes.

Probably too surprised, Fu Cizhou once wondered if he had an illusion afterwards.

Zhu Yu was still smiling, as if nothing was a big deal.

But he clearly saw Zhu Yu's eyes that suddenly turned red.

He choked up and heard Zhu Yu say "Fu Cizhou, I don't want to go".

At that moment, Fu Cizhou made a decision almost instinctively.

The words came out of my mouth without thinking.

"I'll go for you."