Evening breeze brings summer

Xia Wenliang, who has been studying, has sensed Song Yan's gaze for a long time, and is a little distressed. I can't continue to learn if he keeps staring at me like this... He took a small notebook and pushed it to Song Yan's side.

Song Yan was a little surprised. He didn't know why Xia Wenliang gave him this. He took it over and looked at it, and it said, "Is there anything you don't know? You can ask me." Xia Wenliang actually didn't want him to stare at him like this. It's so uncomfortable.

Looking up at his watch, class was about to end, Song Yan rolled his eyes, wondering if he had another bad idea.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Yan moved the stool to Xia Wenliang's side, and said with a bitter face: "Xia Wenliang, I don't seem to know anything other than English, what should I do?"

Zhao Kuo turned around and sneered: "Cold salad, what else can I do." After finishing speaking, he wanted to borrow Xia Wenliang's math homework to read.

Song Yan glanced at Zhao Kuo, "Then why do you still want to read Xia Wenliang's homework?"

Xia Wenliang had no choice but to show Zhao Kuo the homework he had finished to ease the tense atmosphere between the two, "Okay, here you go, read it quickly, and return it to me after class." Zhao Kuo promised to turn around. went back.

After dismissing Zhao Kuo, Xia Wenliang asked Song Yan: "You...how can you not?"

Song Yan is very innocent: "Neither will"

"Huh?" Xia Wenliang expressed that she was helpless, so she could only say: "How about I tell you about today's homework? By the way, review what you learned today. You should have finished writing English and Chinese, right?"

Song Yan quickly nodded in agreement, "After finishing the writing, it's up to you to teach me the other things." He handed the notebook and the book to Xia Wenliang.

In the second evening self-study, Xia Wenliang took the notebook and taught Song Yanyi the whole self-study...

After school at night, Song Yan said: "Xia Wenliang, your speech is much better than the teacher's. Once the teacher speaks, I just want to sleep."

Xia Wenliang laughed out loud, and said: "You should go to class and listen carefully, so that you go to class every day, and then I will give you a lecture, there should be no problem."

Zhao Kuo yawned on the sidelines, glanced at Song Yan, and said, "Hmph, the first seat in our Wenliang grade is not for nothing. By the way, I will pay you back the math homework tomorrow."

"Well, I know you will definitely return it tomorrow morning."

The three of them quickly walked to the car, loaded Xia Wenliang, and set off home.

It was not so late after school in the second year of high school, and there were quite a lot of pedestrians on the road, so I arrived home soon.After the two said goodbye, Xia Wenliang walked into the community.Song Yan continued to ride for about 10 minutes and arrived home.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Zhao Qing sitting on the sofa. Song Yan asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhao Qing was waiting for Song Yan.She was always afraid that Song Yan would not get used to it when she first started studying, so she hired a tutor for Song Yan for a period of time during the summer vacation. "Hey son, how was your first day of study?"

After changing shoes, Song Yan walked over and sat beside Zhao Qing, "It's good. Dad hasn't come back yet?"

"No, your dad is on a business trip and won't be back until a few days later. Go and rest." Zhao Qing got up and urged Song Yan.

When Xia Wenliang got home, as usual, his parents were working in the study, and he didn't bother them. He went back to his room and continued studying for a while before lying down to sleep.

Just a few minutes after lying down, the phone rang, Xia Wenliang was puzzled, who would send me a message at this point?

Picking up the phone and looking, it turned out to be a verification message from a stranger, and looking again, the note was Song Yan... Without thinking too much, Xia Wenliang clicked agree.

After Song Yan returned to the room, he collapsed on the bed and played with his mobile phone.Thinking of the newly added class group today, I looked through it, but I didn't expect to see Xia Wenliang. I thought it was already 10:30, Xia Wenliang should have gone to bed early, but I still sent a friend request.Soon Xia Wenliang agreed to the application.

Facing the slightly glowing mobile phone in the dark, Song Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and almost laughed out loud.Sending an emoji to Xia Wenliang, he asked, "Are you still asleep?"

Xia Wenliang received the message from Song Yan, smiled, and started typing, "Well, you didn't sleep either."

"Me? Can I compare with you? Why are you up so late?"

"Go home and read a book for a while, and you are going to sleep, so you should go to bed early, or you will doze off again in class tomorrow."

Seeing what Xia Wenliang said, Song Yan felt repentant, "Okay, I'll go to bed right away, and you go to bed early too, good night."

"Good night..." Xia Wenliang felt that he made people go to bed early, was it annoying?But soon drowsiness swept over and fell asleep.

Putting down the phone, Song Yan was very happy for a while before getting up to take a shower and go to sleep.

The next day Song Yan woke up early, went downstairs to Xia Wenliang's house and waited, and went to school together.

This way of being together every day soon became the norm.Moreover, Song Yan and Zhao Kuo have also found a common topic, and they seem to get along very well.

The last session on Friday morning is the weekly physical education class, and everyone is very excited.

Just after the last chemistry class was over, and the teacher hadn't finished speaking, everyone became commotion. There was no way, the young teacher who taught chemistry had to dismiss the get out of class.

Zhao Kuo immediately turned around and proudly showed off his new football, "Song Yanwenliang, look, this is the new football I just begged my mother to buy. How about it? It's very good. Let's go, go to the playground to play Football." Although most boys like basketball very much, Zhao Kuo is not in the scope of most of them. He has always liked football.

Pulled by Zhao Kuo to stand up, Song Yan was very surprised: "I can't tell, you also like football?"

Zhao Kuo rolled his eyes to Song Yan, and said, "Why can't you see it? I am very good, young master. But listening to what you say, you will too?"

"That is." Song Yan also likes football, and has always played it.

"Okay, I can't see it, let's compare it later?" Zhao Kuo excitedly slapped Song Yan with his shoulder.Then he said to Xia Wenliang: "Wen Liang, do you want to come together?"

Xia Wenliang has never been interested in these things, but if no one played with Zhao Kuo before, he would have kicked them a few times. Now that he has Song Yan, his small body will definitely not join in the fun... He refused: "I I won’t go, you go together, I’ll just sit by and watch.”

The three rushed to the football field and found that several people from class three had already been here. It turned out that this class of class three was also a physical education class.Zhao Kuo played football with them a few times, but he knew each other. He greeted Xia Wenliang, and rushed over with Song Yan.The battle quickly started.

Seeing them running away, Xia Wenliang found a shade and sat down. It was still very hot in September.

After looking at the field for a while, feeling bored, Xia Wenliang looked away and found Wen Mo from class three sitting under the shade of a tree over there.Like his name, Wen Mo is a very silent person, but he studies very well.Because of the warm and cool summer, Wen Mo has been "steadily ranking" second in the whole class.Xia Wenliang often saw him in the teacher's office, and also met him several times on the bus, and said hello a few times, does this count as acquaintance?Xia Wenliang thought.