Are you wearing long pants?

Pei Ye carried the small washing machine to the classroom, and mysteriously took it out from his arms and put it on the table. The boy at the front table laughed loudly: "Brother Ye, everyone collects car models and the like. You collect a toy washing machine?"

Pei Ye shrugged and shook his head: "No, no, this is not a toy, it really works."

"I can't unless you show me."

Pei Ye raised his eyebrows: "Just look at it."

After opening the lid, he poured half a bottle of hot water into the washing machine, and then threw a few cherry tomatoes into it. When he turned the switch, the washing machine really started to spin, creating a vortex of water flow.

"Wow~"

A circle of spectators had already gathered around, and when the washing machine started to move, everyone was amazed.

"You came out to work before the full moon, Brother Ye, you actually use child labor!"

"Can this washing machine wash socks?"

"What a cartoon, Pei Ye, did you steal your sister's toy?"

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Under everyone's curious and teasing eyes, Pei Ye proudly raised his chest: "This is a gift from someone else, isn't it cute?"

As Luo Cheng's footsteps approached, everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and a few people perfunctorily replied that Pei Ye was cute, and he was not very satisfied.

I took out the cherry tomatoes that had been washed cleanly in the washing machine, kept two for myself, and stuffed the rest for Zuo Buyan.

"Don't tell me, this little washing machine is really convenient."

Holding the warm cherry tomatoes in his hand, Zuo Buyan smiled. Pei Ye is really bold in appearance and sensitive in heart. He had a stomachache after eating a cold apple last week. It is warm, even if he eats the fruit by himself, Pei Ye will remind him to scald it with hot water to cool it down.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! You can hear your voices from the whole floor! Do you still want to go to university?"

Boldly muttered: "Every teacher in every class says that."

Luo Cheng raised his plastic stick: "What do you say?"

"Your voices can be heard on the whole floor~" Several people answered together, more tacitly than reading the text together.

Luo Cheng laughed angrily: "Oh, don't you believe me? Let me repeat what you said, about washing machines, about child labor, and about cartoons, and just tell me if I'm right or not."

Zuo Buyan was so surprised that he opened his mouth, it was true, it was amazing.

"Tell me, who brought the washing machine into the classroom?"

It seemed to be a question, but Luo Cheng didn't hesitate at all, and walked directly to the back of the classroom with only one purpose.

Zuo Buyan's breathing and heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, Pei Ye hugged the washing machine in his arms, covered with a school uniform, very calm.

Luo Cheng waved to Pei Ye: "Show me something."

Pei Ye smiled humbly, and put a small red thing in Luo Cheng's palm: "Mr. Luo, eat some fruit."

With a snap, the plastic stick hit Pei Ye's desk directly, and the cherry tomatoes rolled to the corner: "Washing machine, take it out!"

Seeing that Luo Cheng was really angry, Zuo Buyan tugged on Pei Ye's clothes and took out the washing machine on time.Zuo Buyan's previous class was full of top students, who would sharpen their heads to dig into the test papers every day. No one brought weird things to the classroom, so the teachers he met were all gentle or serious, and never I've seen someone hit the table with a stick as soon as he came up.

Pei Ye's face was also a little ugly, but he also knew that there was something wrong with him. He restrained his temper and pulled the small washing machine out of his school uniform and put it on the table.

Before long, Luo Cheng raised his plastic stick and slashed at the small washing machine on the table.

Zuo Buyan subconsciously bit his lip, his eyes a little bit unbearable.This was the first gift he gave Pei Ye, it wasn't worth much, but he chose it carefully, and it was broken just like that. It's a lie to say it's not sad or sad.

After a muffled sound, Pei Ye let out a painful grunt from the corner of his mouth.

No one would have thought that at that critical moment, Pei Ye rushed forward to hold the small washing machine in his arms, and took Luo Cheng's relentless blow on his back.

With that stick, Zuo Buyan's goosebumps rose, and he yelled.

Luo Cheng also didn't expect that he would block the stick for a small toy. He hated that iron could not be made into steel, and was also a little scared, afraid of hitting a good child into trouble.

Pei Ye endured the pain with a shy face, and apologized to Luo Cheng with a coquettish trick: "Mr. Luo, I was wrong, I will put it away immediately, and I will never play it during class time. Please forgive me this time, I I can be your math class representative."

Luo Cheng's expression was unpredictable, and he finally let go of the small washing machine. He groaned angrily: "You are the representative of the mathematics class, and I will die of anger in the office sooner or later."

The thrilling moment passed, and the weekly test paper review began again. The mathematics class representative who was almost deprived of his official position looked resentful and aggrieved, and handed out the test papers conscientiously.

While Luo Cheng looked down at the test paper, Zuo Buyan carefully rubbed Pei Ye's back with his hands: "It hurts, go to the infirmary to get some medicine later, and I'll wipe it for you when you go back to the dormitory. Why are you blocking it?" , how painful it was."

Pei Ye looked at him and smiled, still with the expression of a little ruffian who is not afraid of pain with a playful smile: "This is the first gift you gave me. I don't care what kind of man I am if I don't protect it."

The front desk who eavesdropped on the whisper sang softly: "What kind of man, what kind of man~" After successfully getting Pei Ye's kick, he fell silent.

Zuo Buyan still feels a little uncomfortable: "But the toy is dead, you are alive, you will hurt if you get hurt, and you can buy a new toy if it breaks."

Pei Ye touched the small washing machine and covered his sides with a fatherly face: "Don't say that, it will be sad when it hears it."

Zuo Buyan: ...he was thinking too much, Pei Ye is so poor, it seems that there is no big problem.

There was a clatter of the test paper, and Pei Ye looked at it: "Oh, I failed again."

Zuo Buyan poked his head over to look at the bright red 88.He remembered what he told Pei Ye's mother yesterday, that Pei Ye has scored more than 100 points in the test now, and his face hurts.

The next thing he got was Zuo Buyan's test paper, which was full of red ticks. Looking at the score, it was one hundred and fifty.

After getting the test paper, Luo Cheng still cursed first.There are a few more topics today.

"At the end of the term, there will be a national mathematics competition. Interested students can pay to sign up for the preliminary written test. Students who enter the second round of written test will be selected again, and they can represent our school to participate in the national competition."

The vast majority of people are not interested, the general exams are so bad, and they even participate in math competitions, isn't this embarrassing?

Naturally, Luo Cheng also knew the level of his classmates, so he didn't force it. He only called Wang Hansheng and Zuo Buyan's names at the end: "You two should participate as much as you can. It's very hopeful."

Hearing the name of the competition, the blood flow in Zuo Buyan's body slowed down, and his hands and feet started to become cold and sweat again.When it comes to this competition, he feels that he has not been freed from his nightmare past.

Pei Ye shook his legs, a little anxious: "Little Swan, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Is there any discomfort? Why did your face turn pale all of a sudden?"

Clutching Pei Ye's warm hand and saying nothing, he came back to his senses and kept reminding himself that this is Beicheng No. [-] Middle School, not Nancheng Middle School. There are only a bunch of class [-] students who love to play and make trouble here, and there are no top students who only know how to study. Class students, here is only Pei Ye who has average grades but has a positive and optimistic life.

"It's okay, I just don't want to participate in the competition."

Pei Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, what a big deal, if you don't want to participate, just don't participate. With your score, you can be admitted to the top universities in the country even if you don't expect these awards."

Zuo Buyan stabilized his mind, evoked a not-so-easy smile, and there was a heavy stone in his heart, engraved with the difficulty of the past.

That's right, if you don't want to participate, you don't participate, and no one will force him to participate.

Zuo Buyan had an evasive mentality, no matter if the class representative came to ask him when to pay the competition money, or Luo Cheng said that it was a pity that he did not participate in the competition, he firmly stated that he would not participate.And just like that, the deadline for contest entries finally passed.

Since Beicheng turned on the heating system, Zuo Buyan felt that his quality of life had improved to a higher level.Every morning, Pei Ye bought a bag of milk from the small shop, warmed it on the radiator and stuffed it for him to drink.Not only that, but this is the first time Zuo Buyan wears only a thick sweater indoors in winter and still sweats a little. During class, Pei Ye puts on a down jacket and rushes to the small shop with Zhou Yu, each with two pieces of ice cream.Eating ice cream in a warm room in winter is like returning to summer.

The first time Pei Ye handed Zuo Buyan a paddle and claimed that it was his childhood, Zuo Buyan was stunned for a while, and was overwhelmed by the straightforward name and appearance of this ice cream.

Because of eating ice cream, Pei Ye got another stick from Luo Cheng.

After eating Padfoot, Pei Ye became dissatisfied. He wanted to play a prank on Zuo Buyan, so he bought a durian-flavored ice cream wrapped in light yellow oil paper for Zuo Buyan. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is large and you catch a cold, and you can't smell it.After receiving the ice cream from Pei Ye, he put it on the table without changing his face and went to the toilet.

Under the catalysis of room temperature, the durian ice cream quickly released its power, and the magical and overbearing taste swept the entire classroom.When Luo Cheng came to class during recess, he ran into the classroom angrily with a plastic stick in his hand and shouted, "Who! Who pulled the pants down?"

Everyone in the classroom looked in the same direction, Pei Ye looked at the bewildered Zuo Buyan, pinched his nose and raised his hand aggrievedly: "It's me!"

"Hahahahaha..."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Pei Ye, how old are you, can you still pull your pants down? Go back to the dormitory and change your pants!"

Pei Ye realized that there was something wrong with the connection between the front and back, so he hurried to make up for it, and picked up the durian ice cream that was about to melt into water to prove his innocence: "It's not pulling pants, it's durian ice cream."

Luo Cheng's expression twisted: "Get out of here even with ice cream! Hurry up!"

The enthusiastic and worried cleaning aunt was infected by the excitement in the classroom, she stretched her head and asked Luo Cheng in a low voice: "Mr. Luo, do you need clean pants?"

The author has something to say: Pei Ye: Stealing chickens won’t cost you money, and you will be innocently murdered