Evening breeze brings summer

Holidays are always short, and once the holidays are over, most of the people, like birds returning to their cages, walk into the school with bitter faces and yawns.

As soon as Xia Wenliang sat in his seat, he felt a warm gaze. When he looked up, Zhao Kuo looked at him pitifully with two dark circles under his eyes, "Wen Liang, let me copy the homework."

"Why, I haven't finished my homework yet." Before Xia Wenliang had time to speak, Song Yan who had just sat down began to mock.

"You... have you finished writing? Don't cry and beg us to borrow your homework for you to copy."

Seeing that the two of them were about to hurt each other again, Xia Wenliang quickly took out the homework and stuffed it into Zhao Kuo's hands, "You copy it quickly, otherwise the teacher will come soon."

After such a decadent day, it finally passed smoothly in the afternoon. During the class meeting, the head teacher brought the report card and test papers for everyone's reference.

There were many wailing voices from the students below, such as Zhao Kuo, but some were more excited, while Xia Wenliang and Song Yan were relatively calm, and Xia Wenliang's grades had always been stable.But Song Yan didn't care how much he scored in the test.

Zhao Kuo and Jian Huohuo had already held the test papers with painful faces and started to learn from each other, but it must be just such a class.

Xia Wenliang glanced at his test paper, it was almost as expected.He glanced sideways at Song Yan, and saw that Song Yan only glanced at the handed out paper and was about to put it on the table, so he quickly reached out to take the paper in Song Yan's hand with a disapproving expression, and whispered; "You have to study carefully. You can only do the wrong questions yourself, don't just put them away, you should take a good look at your wrong questions during the evening self-study, and then you won't..."

Song Yan lost his mind when he heard it, Xia Wenliang was so close to him, anyone who was close could see his long eyelashes clearly, the heat from his breath sprayed onto his neck, making him dizzy instantly, Just staring at his opening and closing lips and drooping eyelashes...

Before Xia Wen finished his sarcastic remarks, he realized that Song Yan was absent-minded, and didn't know if he was listening to him, so he pursed his lips, frowned, turned his body slightly sideways, touched Song Yan with his elbow, and said dissatisfied : "Are you listening to me?"

Song Yan hurriedly sat up straight, "Yes!" After speaking, he rubbed against Xia Wenliang with a smile, "Then trouble A Liang to teach me."

"Cut, let's get close again, Wen Liang, how can you forget your friends?! Even if your tablemate is a little handsomer than me now, you should take care of your old friends." Zhao Kuo in While grieving over his own achievements, he still did not forget to look back and take care of Song Yan.

"No, you can also ask me." Xia Wenliang said shyly.

Song Yan rolled his eyes at the side: "Cut, leave him alone."

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Song's mother is definitely the most satisfied with Song Yan's performance this time. Although Song's mother does not require Song Yan's performance to be so good, she is always happy to be better.

"Yo, son, what kind of wind is this blowing, your grades have improved." Song's mother smiled and teased Song Yan.

Song Yan sat on the sofa thinking about the hard work during the evening self-study and said helplessly: "It's all thanks to my deskmate with good grades."

Song's mother was obviously very happy, "This is a good thing. Thanks to your good deskmate, your grades have improved. You should learn more from them." , "But you also have to get along well with your tablemate, don't cause trouble, let alone bully others."

"Understood, of course we will get along well." Thinking of Xia Wenliang who taught him exercises in evening self-study, Song Yan raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.