A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

Jiang Chun finished reading the self-criticism in his hand with eloquence.

"This mourning review, one word: absolutely!" Guo Nanxing gave a thumbs up and praised, "The scene just now was too magical and realistic!"

"I really hope that you can also have this kind of momentum at my funeral." Song Zhiyu said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Cheng looked over eagerly.

"What are you looking at? You are also No.1 while reading the review and playing the PPT." Song Zhiyu knocked on the head of Xia Zhoucheng with his homework.

What kind of ghosts and monsters are around him?

"Hey, narrow-minded. I've already apologized to you, what else do you want? I'm your senior as well, so save face, let's let this matter go!"

"Brother, am I right?" Jiang Chun flattered Zhou Cheng by the way.

"Brother Chun, since when did Dachengzi become your eldest brother?" Baobao also came over to join him.

"Talk slowly, brothers." Song Zhiyu peeled away the crowd, ready to leave.

"Where are you going? I'll be with you." Zhou Cheng hurriedly asked.

"Old Xiang's office."

"Bean sprouts are narrow-minded after all, you still want to report on me just like that! Big brother, you don't talk to him in the future, don't look at other people who are gentle and gentle, and there is a lot of bad water in their stomachs." Jiang Chun said bitterly, completely forgetting about himself It's the senior.

"Ok?"

"forget it."

Jiang Chun placed the black plastic bag that he had been clutching in his hand on Song Zhiyu's messy desktop, and the inconspicuous ugly bag quickly blended into the background.

"It's okay, I slipped away. Here, these are the walnuts I brought him. Don't say that I didn't apologize. My mother said, eat what you eat. Didn't this hit his head a few days ago?" , bring him a few bags of wild walnuts to nourish his brain!" Jiang Chun said.

Zhou Cheng said: "Then when you go back, hurry up and eat a bowl of duck blood vermicelli for tonic."

Jiang Chun was a little puzzled: "Huh? Why?"

Zhou Cheng said: "Didn't you have a lot of nosebleeds, what to eat and what tonic, didn't you...?"

"Hey, how can there be such a sweetness! Oh, by the way, and I saw that he just coughed and coughed without saying a few words. I will bring him some pears tomorrow to moisten the lungs. My mother said , The pears at home are unsalable, if you don’t eat them, they will rot.” As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chunren disappeared.

In fact, he slipped to the door of Lao Xiang's office, and wanted to see if this small-bellied fellow would still listen to Zhang Yongxiang.

"Song Zhiyu is not Zhou Cheng, if he really intends to beat up this guy who comes as soon as the wind blows, wouldn't it be easy?" Jiang Chun's little calculation was ringing loudly.

It's impossible to be good overnight.

It should be bad or bad, if one day he behaves well, he must have met someone stronger than him, such as Hou Wanqiang, such as Zhou Cheng.

That is also called: a man can bend and stretch!

……

"Report."

"Come in." Buried in a pile of homework books, Zhang Yongxiang said hastily, but when he looked up and saw Song Zhiyu, his resolute face softened a bit.

"How is it? Are you feeling better?"

"It's nothing. Teacher, this is the homework I didn't hand in a few days ago." It's not that Song Zhiyu was madly making up homework while he was ill, but that homework-stealing monster Li Shu gave him a few sheets by the way when he printed out the test papers a few weeks ago. It's just so easy to write.

"If you don't feel well, rest more, and it doesn't matter if you don't come to class. It's okay if you don't write such difficult test papers. Alas, if everyone is as sensible as you. Look at these brats, It’s all about some shit homework. I picked one up at random, and it was full of mistakes.” Zhang Yongxiang randomly picked out one of the physics test papers handed in yesterday.

Oh, it's Zhou Cheng's test paper.

"It's just right, you are at the same table. Look, there are more than [-] forks on the first side!"

Song Zhiyu looked down, and it was true.But Lao Xiang's temper is too irritable, and he made a mistake with three crosses, so there must be more than twenty crosses?

"The problem is given to the force analysis of the trolley, and he analyzes the slope. The slope needs his analysis? Even a fool can see it! Are you right?"

"Yes." Song Zhiyu nodded cooperatively.

"No, it's bad, it's too bad!" The more Zhang Yongxiang thought about it, the more angry he was, and he made three red crosses in the blank space of Zhou Cheng's test paper, and each one was bigger than the other. At the end, he wrote a comment with a red pen: too much! Difference!

Originally a clean test paper, under the joint action of Zhang Yongxiang and Zhou Cheng, it was devastated.

"Should you consider changing to another deskmate? How about Guo Nanxing? His grades are also pretty good, and you two can improve each other together." Zhang Yongxiang asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Song Zhiyu reacted, and Lao Xiang was going to change him at the same table.

Song Zhiyu hesitated for a moment and said, "He talks too much."

"That's right. When he came back to ask me the question, he said that I had a problem with my thinking, and he kept me talking all afternoon. It's a joke, can I be wrong? Then Li Shu, he doesn't talk much."

"He probably doesn't want to sit in the back row..."

"That's right, he's too short. Think again, if you think of someone, tell Xiao Tang to change it for you."

Xiao Tang is talking about Tang Dahai, known as Fat Dahai, a copy of Zhang Laoxiang.

"This newcomer looks like a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he's quite decent... Just yesterday I saw him hang out with Jiang Chun, and even bullied you together. It's really a shame!"

"I asked you to hear the self-criticism written by the two of them. In a few days, I will invite the parents of the two of them by the way. That Jiang Chun, who is the first student in school, should persuade him to quit, and he can persuade him to quit."

When Jiang Chun outside the window heard his name, he couldn't help being more vigilant.

"I heard the review, you are all short-sighted." Song Zhiyu rolled his eyes in his heart. The purpose of this punishment measure is probably to make him a real punished person.

"That's what I'm talking about. I'm here to apologize."

"Don't be afraid, if they threaten you again, there will be a teacher to help you!"

"Teacher, you misunderstood me. They didn't threaten me. That day...cough...I was a little dizzy due to hypoglycemia. He came here to help me. He was also impatient yesterday and wanted me to come and explain to you earlier."

"That posture...isn't like the posture of helping someone." Zhang Yongxiang said hesitantly.

Song Zhiyu coughed suddenly: "Well... I was really uncomfortable yesterday... Cough cough... I forgot to tell you, and you misunderstood them."

"And his family situation is not very good, he hopes you can give him another chance..."

"That's not the reason for him to do evil..."

"Cough, cough, cough." Song Zhiyu couldn't control himself anymore, and the sound of coughing echoed in the empty office.

"Go back and have a good rest first. If the situation is not good, you can rest more. Besides, I will think about this matter carefully."

"I just have a cold..."

"You are not allowed to come to school tomorrow, give me a good rest at home."

Song Zhiyu smiled softly, and said to Zhang Yongxiang: "No, teacher, the monthly exam is tomorrow..."

"It's okay, you don't have to take the exam. You will always be the number one in my heart!" Zhang Yongxiang patted Song Zhiyu's shoulder humorously.

……

"Little Tang, you really found a treasure." After Song Zhiyu left, Zhang Yongxiang said with emotion, "I don't know how he came to our school and entered the parallel class."

"According to him, it seems that he fell asleep in an exam..." Tang Dahai looked like a student in front of Zhang Yongxiang.

"Which one?"

"Math."

"Tsk, it shouldn't be." Zhang Yongxiang was silent for a while, and said, "It's a pity."

"It's nothing, it's just the high school entrance examination. There will be opportunities in the future, right? It's gold, and it will always shine." Tang Dahai said.

……

As soon as Song Zhiyu came out, Jiang Chun seized the opportunity and put his arms around his shoulders: "I didn't expect you to be a good person! Bean Sprout, you can talk and laugh happily with Lao Xiang! In front of him, nothing but 'um' and 'Teacher, I was wrong' can't let out half a fart! You are so funny this time, I recognize you as a brother!"

Song Zhiyu took Jiang Chun's arm away calmly, looked down at him, and said, "I don't want to be your brother."

Also, think about who is the bean sprouts?

Jiang Chun shook his hands in embarrassment, and said, "That's right, why do you top students think that you will be brothers with me?"

"Even you despise yourself, let alone others?"

"Also, buy a pair of gloves for auntie when I have time." Song Zhiyu was silent for a while, but decided to say it.

Jiang Chun thought a lot at that moment, there were the expressions of the students who were being violently abused by him, the expressions of those so-called brothers watching the fun when Zhang Yongxiang insulted him in public, and the contempt shown on Song Zhiyu's pale face.

And his mother, those hands seemed to be covered with frostbite every winter since he could remember.

What is yourself?Is it a jerk thing?

There may really be a good night in the world.

After recovering, Song Zhiyu had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Song Zhiyu put his hands in his pockets, and lazily returned to Class [-], Senior One, and returned to his throne.

"What the hell is this?" Song Zhiyu twisted a black plastic bag with his middle finger and thumb.

"The wild walnuts that Jiang Chun gave are for your brains." Zhou Cheng replied.

"Can I curse people?" Song Zhiyu said calmly.

"It's time to tell Lao Xiang, you are not allowed to bother me anymore. Let me explain in advance, your brother is not my brother..."

"It's a long story..." Zhou Cheng explained.

"Then shut up." Song Zhiyu waved his hands, signaling that he was going to sleep, and buried his head between his arms.

In fact, Song Zhiyu didn't fall asleep at all.His shoulders trembled erratically with each cough, Zhou Cheng had no choice but to pat his back lightly to help him breathe, maybe it would make him feel better.

"I..." Zhou Cheng hesitated to speak.

"Don't talk to me, be careful not to infect you with a cold." Song Zhiyu's speech was slightly different from usual, with a stronger nasal voice.

Before Zhou Cheng could speak, Song Zhiyu added on his own: "I'm sorry, I forgot. Idiots don't catch colds."

"I...I'm not." He seemed to realize Song Zhiyu's implication, and smiled slightly: "Hee hee, just tell me if you care about me."

"If you feel better tomorrow, don't skip your morning exercises." Zhou Cheng took advantage of the situation and said earnestly: "Proper exercise is good for your health. If you don't exercise for a long time, your physique will get worse and worse."

"I still don't believe you are a fool. What kind of tricks are you going to do in the monthly exam tomorrow?"

"Ah? What, I didn't review!"

"What?! The monthly exam tomorrow!" Zhang Zhipeng in the front row had been eavesdropping on the two of them talking.

"Are you real?"