My boyfriend is also very sweet today

Halfway through the afternoon class, the day students wake up to cheer themselves up, and they can go home with two classes left!There is no fluctuation in the hearts of the boarding students. On such an embarrassing day like Tuesday, after the afternoon class, there will be evening self-study in the evening, and after the evening self-study, there will still be three tough days. There is really nothing to be excited about.

On Tuesday night, self-study is the second year of high school and I go to the library, the basketball training is cancelled, and Jiang Yao doesn't even have the only relaxation.He was quite depressed, but someone from the culture and sports department knocked on the door, caught someone who went out to throw the snack bag and asked, "Student, are Jiang Yao and Tang Tang in your class?"

Who waved the crispy noodle bag and pointed at the back of the classroom, Jiang Yao, who just stretched her waist, opened her mouth to watch someone pointing at herself.

Damn it's a bit embarrassing, I'm still yawning!

"What's the matter? What's the matter with the classmate?"

Senior Sister Glasses pointed to the notebook: "It's Jiang Yao? The two of you have passed the audition. The finals may be a month later. The specific time will be announced later."

When Jiang Yao went back to his seat and shook Tang Tang awake, Tang Tang bit his wrist and didn't react.

There is a kind of madness like Fan Jinzhongju.

"What's wrong with you? You can't live without me? With your psychological quality, I really want to unilaterally expel you from our group." Tang Tang was very calm, as expected, he was someone who had seen the world.Wipe your mouth and go back to sleep.

"Hey, hey, don't, let me follow you to enjoy the scenery..."

"You guys finished the show? Congratulations." Cheng Xue, who was chatting happily next to her, stopped chatting when she heard the commotion, and turned to ask about the situation. Zhao Linglong followed suit and said "Congratulations".

"That's right, I can't do it with me? You are at the same table as I am old. Once on stage, my temperament, level, and singing voice will definitely crush the audience..."

Tang Tang was lying there, his eyes were about to roll to the sky.

"Hey, let me tell you, this person coaxed me to coax him to death before he came to the stage..." Before Tang Tang finished speaking, he was forcibly covered by this person: "Tang Tang, you are timid and shy. ——Ah!!! You belong to a dog!"

"For me next year in the birth year, brother! Brother!" Tang Tang rolled his eyes, "You are a fucking younger brother, you want me to hug you like a dog? I really laughed to death. Heh!" Tang Tang bit His hands and mouth are merciless with various meanings.

"Come, brother, let me blow it to you, the pain is flying away!" Tang Tang seamlessly switched from red to white, and was suddenly full of mother-like tenderness. He grabbed Jiang Yao's hand and patted the ashes.

Zhao Linglong, Cheng Xue and the two smiled gracefully and wildly.

Jiang Yao's face turned green, and he happened to meet Tang Tang at the traffic lights.

"Hahahahahahahaha... I'll take a break, I can still laugh when I catch my breath hahahahahaha..." Jiang Yao is not worried at all about Cheng Xue's suffocation, she always feels that she laughs like this every day, and her vital capacity is still very low Can type, "Hug ha ha ha ha ha ha... Linglong, come here and give him a gentle motherly hug~hug~" The last two words have a Taiwanese accent, but Zhao Linglong actually crossed over. The table hugged.

Before Jiang Yao could blush, she blushed first.

"Hey Tang Xiaotang, don't force me to expose you! You..." Jiang Yao, you didn't get a result from you, and found that Tang Tang's face changed for some reason: "What homework in the media class just now?"

"I don't know, I didn't listen when I fell asleep."

Zhao Linglong was very thoughtful and pushed the book over: "I just scratched it, you can read mine."

Jiang Yao is still in a good mood, isn't it just a small mistake, it's not important or not, next time I'll practice more, I'll be in a better mood, it's fine.

While whistling, he was still spinning his pen and shaking the chair leisurely, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"What class is next?"

Tang Tang looked at the class schedule: "Sketch... what time is it now?"

"Don't tell me what time it is, there are still 2 minutes to go to class, let's run!" Jiang Yao grabbed the drawing board and ran, but rushed back to get the paper and pen.Seeing the two people running ahead quickly, others realized what was going on, and 17 Designs suddenly became a mess.

Why the fuck did the training building have to be built so far away!Why does the sketch classroom have to go up to the third floor!

A group of people went to class with the mentality of "I'm going to die together, anyway, it's not just me", and some people even stopped running halfway and took a leisurely walk behind.

Misfortunes never come singly, Jiang Yao ran too fast, the zipper of the pen bag was not pulled, the pens were scattered all over the floor, and two HB nibs were broken. After picking it up for a long time, when he entered the classroom, he was the last few to enter.

But this art teacher just doesn't like him alone.

Very annoying.

Mediterranean glanced at him and motioned him to find a seat for himself.

"You don't have the vision to turn on the light?"

The Mediterranean was picking on him again, so many people had to go through the light switch when they came in, but he was the only one.Boss Jiang Yao got impatient and turned on the light to find a place to sit.

In fact, it’s not without reason. Jiang Yao was fine at painting, but this person doesn’t feel comfortable if he doesn’t do something. Every time he finishes painting, he still has to imitate Van Gogh and sign his name on something in the picture very chicly. No rules at all.

For the seventh time, the Mediterranean did not find Jiang Yao's name in the lower left corner of Uniform and tore up his painting for him to redraw.

The two hit it off.

Jiang Yao doesn't like him every day, but he doesn't dare not to come to class.A 50-year-old middle-aged greasy and bald old man, he thought that he was so fashionable all day long and dressed like... a blind date, and he was tired of looking at him.

I heard that there are few art teachers in the school, and they change every three days. Both of them have a mentality of "just get through this semester".

"Your proportions are wrong, draw again." Jiang Yao was still thinking about the competition, the drawing paper was taken away, and he turned his head to see Hai Hai crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can.He was a little bit on fire, but that one was really distracted and he didn't draw it well, so he just threw it away. My lord has a lot.

Mediterranean turned around and went to see others, Jiang Yao took another piece of paper and continued to draw.

There is still half a class left, if you concentrate more, you should be able to draw a new one.

When I went back from get out of class, I still left with a few people in the dormitory. Zhao Guang was there to complain to Jiang Yao: "Fuck, you have a disease in the Mediterranean Sea? What's wrong with it? God damn it took the whole sheet away and rubbed it. It doesn't take time to redraw it." !"

Jiang Yao was also annoyed, but he had already rubbed it all. He couldn't go back to the Mediterranean after half a class, right?

He was too lazy to climb the third floor.

Fortunately, there is only one sketch class a week, but unfortunately there are a lot of homework.

Three 9s a week, the whole class became numb after a few weeks.

It is even more troublesome to write F once a day.

Jiang Yao finally sat quietly in the classroom and memorized words once in the evening self-study, but her eyes kept lingering on the girl who received the mobile phone - she had a mobile phone coded on the table, the same 9" as when selling second-hand mobile phones, no, later The Children's Disciplinary Inspection Department is here to check the number."

"Sister Jing, class is about to end..."

"I can't do it anymore!" Liao Jing kept her mouth shut, but she didn't let go.

Jiang Yao was lying there humming, and was slapped on the head by Tang Tang.

Jiang Yao changed it to humming.

"Third brother, you are so hungry|thirsty, you can play in the classroom..."

"Beat you to paralyze." Jiang Yao threw a small dictionary at Fu Wenke's head, blocking back the swear words he was about to blurt out in time.

I don’t usually play with a mobile phone, and I don’t think I miss my mobile phone so much.The main reason may be that no one chats with me today.

It is true that he is not in the mood to chat. Qin Sheng is not in a good state when he comes back from the weekend. He stares at the mobile phone in a daze when he has a mobile phone, and stares at the air in a daze when he does not have a mobile phone.

suspicious.

A few people took care of the brother's mood, and at the beginning they asked what happened, but he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't force it.By the way, in order to match his low air pressure, several people stopped messing around.

Anyway, those who should be busy are also busy.

Jiang Yao was spinning the pen on the table, shaking her legs under the table, shaking her head and sighing.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, several people all became fussy, and the 10-minute break was the same as opening the cage in the zoo.Zhao Guang and Sun Qi also asked Jiang Yao if he would go to the canteen to buy water, and Jiang Yao felt that the two of them were mentally ill.

To hell with that.

Jiang Yao went to Liao Jing's place to lobby openly, and hit the wall for three consecutive rounds. He was about to drink his saliva and do it again, when Zhao Linglong suddenly came back crying.

Crying so badly, not only Cheng Xue, but everyone else was stunned.

"Linglong, what happened to you?! Who bullied you?!"

"Xiaoxue... that... the one from the second financial class..."

Jiang Yao became angry all of a sudden, and stood up with a slap on the table: "Damn——, who forced the girls in my class to seek death?!"

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Hey, let me think about what reason could make Zhao Linglong cry...