Sunny Doll

The house that Sun Meng rented is very close to the school. It takes 10 minutes to get there. It is one of two bedrooms and one living room. The owner is a middle-aged aunt who doesn’t live there, but puts everything there. The renter is for his son to go abroad. The environment in the front room is not bad.

But for Sun Meng, as long as the bed is big enough and the lighting is good, he doesn't care about anything else. Of course, it's best not to make noise.

Going back at noon, Sun Meng went to sleep as usual.

In the afternoon, the school didn't have any regular classes. They had just been divided into classes. Usually, they would meet with the teacher, and then left preview homework for the students to read by themselves.

However, there are always teachers who do not follow the routine.

In the history class, a short, fat, middle-aged male teacher with a little baldness walked in and stood on the podium facing the whole class. The front and sides were about the same width.Pushing down the gold-rimmed glasses, he found a piece of chalk on the podium, turned around and wrote the word "Li You" on the blackboard with a big stroke, then turned around and squinted his eyes and said: "I am your history teacher, there may be The classmates know me. I think there are a few familiar faces in the class. Maybe I have brought them before. Everyone get to know each other as soon as possible, I will call on the students who are named, and wave your little hand to Teacher Li."

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but "poof".

Li Youyuan had a world-weary face on his head. He kept squinting his eyes when he was speaking, his speech speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his tone was also ups and downs. If it doesn't fit his image, this sense of disobedience is too funny.

"Hey—" Li You's tone rose, "Who laughed just now?"

Yang Chen sat in front, smiling too obviously, so Li You couldn't help but hear him.

So he had to stand up and smiled apologetically at Li You: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

There was a snicker underneath.

Hearing what he said, Li You immediately said with horror on his face: "You're wrong? You're right? Where are you wrong?" He said in a serious tone, "Laugh if you want, this is you Our No. [-] Middle School is a school that advocates freedom, as teachers, we cannot deprive you of the right to laugh, don’t you think?”

Yang Chen didn't quite understand his routine, he was a little confused, and responded with a dry smile.

Li You continued: "In class, if you think it's funny, you can laugh, and if you think the teacher is wrong, you can ask questions. Let's be more free. Although we are a key class, don't be so rigid. We just bury our heads in learning all day without even laughing. Dare to laugh, such a student can only learn more and more stupidly, and can't find the joy of learning, and I don't want such a student, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Yang Chen was very supportive this time, and responded loudly: "It makes sense!"

"Hey!" Li You still looked serious, "In front of Teacher Li, you can laugh as much as you want, don't be afraid."

Yang Chen suppressed a smile and nodded.

"What's your name?" Li You asked again.

"Yang Chen, the Yang of the poplar tree, the Chen of the stars."

"Okay, be my class representative, I'll pick another girl later."

What?Yang Chen didn't react for a while, and watched Li You borrow a pen from the classmate in the first row, and wrote his name on the roster, and then he woke up like a dream: "Thank you, teacher!"

With a laugh, I got a poor position as a history class representative, this character.

"Okay," Li You put his hands on the podium, looked down at the roster, "I'll start the roll call."

"Anyue."

"arrive."

"Bai Kehan."

"arrive."

"Cheng Siran."

……

"Confucius and Mencius."

Sun Meng: "..."

"Has Confucius and Mencius not come?" After glancing around, but no one responded, Li You said again, "This name is quite special."

Liu Mengqi poked Sun Meng: "Are you talking about you?"

Just waiting for Liu Mengqi to correct her, Yang Chen reminded her one step ahead: "Sun Meng."

There was another snicker in the class.

"Oh——Sun Meng," Li You looked closely at the roster for a while, then looked up again, "I'm sorry if I read it wrong, is Sun Meng here?"

A certain hedgehog head in the corner raised his hand: "Here."

"Okay," Li You nodded, "I'm still saying, who has the courage to name this name, but Sun Meng is also quite special, with two surnames. Okay, let's continue."

"Hey~" Liu Mengqi looked surprised, "I just noticed that your names really have two surnames."

Sun Meng, who was leaning on the chair, did not respond.

His father chose his name, save himself the trouble, and just combined his own and his wife's surname together, and thus Sun Meng's name was born.

After the roll call, he claimed that he needed to be nervous for the sake of progress, so Li You began to give lectures.

His lecture style was the same as his conversation style, he always said some hilarious things in a serious manner, so after a class, there were constant applause and laughter.

There is such a culture in No. [-] Middle School: When listening to other people's speeches, if they hear something exciting, they will applaud together.

So if someone walks in the corridor during class, you can often hear a sudden burst of applause from a class that was originally quiet, accompanied by laughter and applause, and the boiling will stop after a while, and then return to silence.

After class in the afternoon, it was dinner time. Shen Meng didn't eat dinner very much, and only went out to buy something unless he was too hungry. Most of the time, he would use this time to catch up on sleep, and today was no exception.

However, as soon as he got down on the ground, he was photographed by Yang Chen.

Sun Meng looked at the person who patted him awake with a bit of resentment, and the corner of Yang Chen's mouth curled up in a big arc: "Let's go, let's eat."

Lowering his head again, Sun Meng said in a muffled voice, "I won't eat."

"Aren't you hungry?" Yang Chen sat down next to him, "Evening self-study is going to be at nine o'clock, if you don't eat, you must be hungry, let's go."

Sun Meng still lay on his stomach without speaking.

"How about I bring it to you, what do you eat?"

Sun Meng didn't move: "I don't want to eat."

"Then let me see and bring it for you." Yang Chen pressed on his back, hummed a song and walked out of the classroom.

Turning his head to glance at his back, Sun Meng sighed slightly, and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he simply sat up and stared out the window in a daze.

It was past six o'clock, and it was still dark. Students in school uniforms came out of the teaching building, chatting and laughing in groups of twos and threes.

Not long after, Yang Chen came back, walked straight to him from the back door, and put a large bag of things in front of him.

Sun Meng's face was almost attached to the bag, so he put away his arms leaning on the table, leaned back, and saw Yang Chen take out a bag of food from the bag: yogurt, soy milk, finger cakes , siu mai, steamed buns, kimbap...

Sun Meng: "Too many."

Taking away the big bag and opening the window, Yang Chen sat down opposite him with a smile: "You pick what you like, and I'll take care of the rest."

Sun Meng didn't particularly like food when he was a child, and he didn't know Sun Meng's taste, so he bought some.

Sun Meng was not polite anymore.

"Hey, you guys are starting a small stove here." The two of them ate most of it. When Li Ziquan came back, he consciously squeezed a rice ball and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked while chewing, "Did you two work in the same class before?" ? Doesn’t it seem like it?”

Yang Chen took a sip of water: "We are classmates in elementary school."

There was the last rice ball left in the box, and Sun Meng was about to pick it up, but Li Ziquan squeezed it into his mouth with his bare hands, and at the same time kept talking: "Elementary school students can still be assigned to the same class in high school, why didn't I share such a good thing, you Wouldn't the two junior high schools be in the same school?"

"If the junior high school is a school, it is still called a primary school classmate?" Sun Meng was a little sullen.

Hearing this, Yang Chen was overjoyed.

The first time Sun Meng said such a long sentence was because he didn't eat rice balls, which was quite funny. The sentence Li You just said today suddenly popped into his mind: Hunger is a kind of strength.

The smile still persisted, Yang Chen added: "Sun Meng transferred to another school in the second grade, and we only met today."

"Ow~ It's fate to meet you from a thousand miles away!" Li Ziquan said in a low tone.

Yang Chen smiled: "Go to your uncle."

After both of them finished eating, Yang Chen packed up the box and bag and threw it outside, then returned to his seat.

Sun Meng felt a little sleepy after eating, so he lay down again and slept until class.

There are three evening self-study sessions in the No. [-] Middle School. The first and second sessions are mandatory, and the third session is voluntary.

Sun Meng didn't apply for three nights. After two nights of self-study, he had almost finished his homework, so he packed up his things and planned to go home.

Yang Chen has been studying for three nights. He usually goes for a run on the playground between classes, so he went downstairs with Sun Meng.

Walking alone on the road, Sun Meng felt that this day was a bit illusory, deviated from his usual track.

In his freshman year of high school, he had always been a loner, and now that there was suddenly such a person beside him, he was definitely not used to it.

But like this, it didn't feel good or bad, so he didn't bother to think about it.

Back at the rented house, Sun Meng stood in the bath and showered for nearly an hour as usual, then took out his homework and finished the rest, made two extra sets of math papers, and recited some knowledge from the history class. I took out my phone to check the news for a while, and then picked out a replay video of a football game. When I was tired, I went to the bookcase and picked up a seal cutting magazine. I didn't go to sleep until after two o'clock.

Arrived late the next day as expected.

In No. 50 Middle School, he went to self-study at [-] o'clock in the morning, and Sun Meng woke up at [-]:[-] a.m., tidied up unhurriedly, carried his schoolbag unhurriedly, and walked slowly to school. He had been in morning reading for more than ten minutes.

Yawning, he entered through the back door, walked calmly to his seat, took out his Chinese textbook and turned to the page Liu Mengqi was reading. Everything was ready, and Sun Meng lay down on the table in his usual posture to catch up on sleep, completely ignoring him. Lu Xiaoan on patrol.

Lu Xiaoan didn't say anything, walked around the class and left.

Turning around and finally seeing Sun Meng, Yang Chen felt relieved, but felt that he probably hadn't eaten, so he walked over after the first get out of class, and put two lollipops on his desk.

Sun Meng woke up and saw the extra things on the table. He was a little dazed and didn't move. Liu Mengqi solved his confusion: "Yang Chen gave it to me. I guess it's because you're sleepy in class. Eat something to relieve your troubles." Said Then he added, "If you eat it, remember to bite off the stick so that it doesn't come out."

But Sun Meng didn't eat it, put them into the table pocket without expression, took out the books for the next class, and listened to the class while yawning.

After class, Yang Chen came over again, and put a box of soda biscuits on his desk. Sun Meng heard the voice and sat up, staring at the biscuits without saying a word.

Seeing that he woke up, Yang Chen smiled and said, "Have you eaten the lollipop? I wanted to ask you to add some glucose, but suddenly it occurred to you that you don't like sweets, so you should eat this." Yang Chen pointed at the soda biscuit ,"not sweet."

Yang Chen's voice was clear, and his words were generous. Originally, it was a bit awkward for a boy to do this to another boy, but when he did this, he was inexplicably righteous, and it made people feel uncomfortable.

After silence, Sun Meng said, "I won't eat."

"Let's eat, you're welcome," Yang Chen said, "It's still a morning, let's make a cushion first."

"I'm not hungry."

Seeing Sun Meng's grandpa Fan Er, Yang Chen smiled: "You don't believe what Master Meng said, eat it quickly." After speaking, he wanted to leave.

"I'm really not hungry." Sun Meng raised his head, stopping Yang Chen's footsteps, "I won't eat breakfast."

Li Ziquan was not there, so Yang Chen sat on his seat and smiled: "No wonder you are so skinny, you don't eat breakfast, you don't eat dinner, you just eat at noon, are you cultivating immortals?"

Sun Meng ignored him and changed the book for the next class on his own.

"Don't you like biscuits?" Yang Chen casually picked up a pen and twirled it in his hand, "What do you want to eat, I'll bring it to you later."

"No need," Sun Meng looked at him, "I can eat when I get up early."

Facts have proved that Sun Meng seldom gets up too early.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Yang Chen didn't force it anymore, and said with a smile: "Then you put it away first, and eat when you're hungry."

After Yang Chen left, Sun Meng put the soda biscuits into the table pocket as before.

In the first week, there was no exercise between classes, and the big class was relatively long. Before the class bell rang, Sun Meng fell down again.