make you angry, a little happy

Su Xiaoyuan didn't answer anymore, Zhang Zhao was always aggressive when speaking, which made him unprepared.

"So you don't eat at noon and wait for the northwest wind in the afternoon?" Zhang Zhao asked again, "Should the squad leader take you to the canteen? Please have lunch and apologize."

What about the dimple?

Laugh when talking to He An, and show face when it's your turn, right?

Didn't I just give you a hand?Really knocked over the lunch box, half of the class has no food, you pay for the treat?

Su Xiaoyuan didn't say that he would rather go hungry because of his inconvenient legs, but he shyly refused: "No, it doesn't matter if you go hungry. I want to make a few more pages of exercise books."

"Really?" Zhang Zhao blinked, "I'm afraid you'll be hungry, we'll be classmates from now on, we should take care of each other."

"Then can you not do it casually when you talk in the future? I am not as strong as you, and your hands are too strong..." Su Xiaoyuan finally found a feeling of being accepted by the new class. "I'll write the exercise book first, and if you're hungry in the afternoon, you can take me to the commissary."

Zhang Zhao took the box of nutritious meals that Tao Wenchang hadn't touched without embarrassment, but he didn't appreciate it, so he gave it to He An. "Eat more, eat more protein to gain muscle, and I will send 50 catties of beef to your home on weekends."

Tao Wenchang opened his mouth halfway: "Brother Zhao, what about me?"

"Forget it, you are in the second grade of the capital, and you are rushing to the national first-level preparations, why do you make love like this? Besides, there are so many young ladies who love you." Zhang Zhao deliberately picked meat and vegetables, and threw them out of the lunch box without hesitation , It seems that what was thrown was not fat meat, but leftover chewing gum, so there was no pity.

"Give him the meat, and give me the rest of the vegetables." Tao Wenchang was afraid that the box in his hand would be arranged, and stuffed it into his mouth desperately. "One box is just so small, enough for anyone to eat, like feeding sparrows."

"It's better if you eat less, who knows who will ask you out in the afternoon." Zhang Zhao and the others were promoted in junior high school, and they have been friends for several years. If it is said that they are partial, it is definitely He An.But Tao Wenchang did not miss this meal. The evening self-study ended at 8 o'clock, and the mobile phone must have been on WeChat from 7:[-] o'clock, and there were many girls who asked him out.

Both on and off campus.

Tao Wenchang put the rest of the vegetables on the rice: "I don't dare to eat it when I have an appointment at night. The coach is watching every day. Who dares to eat hazelnuts? He An, don't listen to him, it's better to eat boiled chicken breasts." Well, I still have a few barrels of protein powder that I can’t finish, and you will have two barrels the day after tomorrow.”

"Don't don't don't, I still have some at home." He An is the biggest, but he is the most honest of the three. Money is thrown elsewhere.

Just because of his family's financial conditions, he almost didn't want to go on this road.Sportswear, training fees, board and lodging fees... are all money, not to mention big and small competitions, which cannot be left behind at the municipal and provincial levels.If you don’t want to do sports without money, it’s probably just to remind the children that this is a way to burn money and delay cultural classes.

But after walking for so many years, the cultural class has long since fallen behind. Apart from this one, he has no way to go, and he has to break through even if he tries hard.

Su Xiaoyuan pretended to be reviewing the questions, but in his ears, they said how to make chicken and beef is the best and low in calories.Stewed tomatoes to enhance the flavor, oil-free grilled chicken breasts and sprinkled with black pepper are barely edible, and the drafts are getting more and more chaotic.

I could bear it at first, but they told me that I was so hungry, I wanted to eat the stewed beef brisket made by my aunt, and I was so full that I had a meal.

Three people ate around Zhang Zhao's desk, blocking the way out, so he had to discuss with the one who looked the best: "He An, please move down the stool, I'll go out for a while."

"Hey, okay, sorry, I take up a lot of space..." He An felt embarrassed and moved the stool to the side.

Zhang Zhao always felt that he walked erratically, and his mind was full of childish routines of approaching first and then bullying. "Hey, are you going to the commissary? I'll take you there!"

Su Xiaoyuan squeezed through a narrow gap, making his body even more narrow.He really likes this, and he doesn't want the nightmare to repeat itself after being isolated by the whole class. "I'm not going. I'll go to the office to get the math papers first. Didn't you say that I'm the math class representative?"

"Oh...do you need me to accompany you?" Zhang Zhao felt that He An was kicking him.Tao Wenchang didn't say anything at all, he had seen Brother Zhao's tricks too many times, and he used to do this in training.The newcomers thought that Zhao Gete was good at first, but after getting in touch with him, they realized that he was a fucking animal at all, and he would command others when he was familiar with it.

"No, I can find it myself, you don't need to accompany me." But Su Xiaoyuan didn't know, so he was really happy.Zhang Zhao didn't really want to go at first, so he stopped talking.

It's Lao Wang...he's enough for him, and he probably has to hit a snag.

Mathematics office... Su Xiaoyuan was walking around the corridor on the fourth floor, only to realize how unpopular the location of Class 9 was.The teaching building is L-shaped, and the other 8 classes are in a straight line, and the 9th class is placed alone on the corner side.The further you go, the higher the class rank and the closer you are to the office.From other people's classes, he regained a little feeling from before.

It's so quiet, most of them have finished their lunch, and the good students are all studying by themselves.Every desk is full of tutorial books, like a hill, which can hide people.Su Xiaoyuan slowed down, like a child who has no money to go to school, deliberately peeping inside.The blackboard in my class is full, and it's either the homework or the focus.

The more he looked at it, the more helpless he became, even pitiful. He looked eagerly at the part marked with asterisks on the blackboard in Class 1, and even wanted to go in and copy it.

Walking to a door with an office sign, Su Xiaoyuan was so new that he didn't dare to enter, nor did he dare to knock on the door.

"Report." No one shouted to come in.

"Report." No one shouted to come in.

"...Report." Still no one called to come in.

Huh?no one there?Su Xiaoyuan, like Alibaba, can't open the door by shouting sesame seeds to the treasure cave.Suddenly someone bumped her with an elbow, and looking back, it was a girl holding two stacks of test papers, with a high ponytail, thinking that he was blocking the way.

"Can you get in?" She hugged the paper in her arms up, "Push the door, but you are, the door is not locked."

"Oh... oh, push the door." Su Xiaoyuan was stunned, it turned out that No. [-] Middle School didn't need to call for a report.Only then did he dare to turn the doorknob and call out softly, "Excuse me, is Teacher Wang there?"

"You go in, block the door and you are the door god." Maybe it was because the things in her arms couldn't hold up anymore, the girl hurried in.Su Xiaoyuan moved slowly and couldn't say anything.In the past, when he went to the class teacher's office, he was like a crowd of stars. The teachers of every subject liked him. Now he came in completely transparent, not knowing which table to look for.

The office is not big, it is a mathematics group, and there are mathematics tutoring materials on the table.Su Xiao looked around at first, and there was that girl leading the way, Lao Wang was so easy to find.

Because this is the student in his class.

"Hi, Teacher Wang, I'm here to get the math homework for Class 9." The voice was quiet, but clearly, I, Class 9, did not miss any of the three key points in the math homework.Su Xiaoyuan is also very stubborn, the weaker his body, the more he refuses to admit defeat, the less people think highly of him, the more he will jump up.

Lao Wang is a re-employed special-grade teacher and the leader of the grade group. There are already two students sitting at the table, and the girl who arrived later is temporarily teaching the three top students.

"Huh?" He looked up, his eyes familiar. "Oh, you are the freshman in Class 9?"

"Yes, the monitor of our class said that I will be the representative of the math class." Su Xiaoyuan has only been here for a long time. It stands to reason that he has not established a deep relationship with Class 9, but he is used to it. The top students are poor.

"Hiss... what's your name?" Lao Wang continued to lower his head, using a pen to speak, and draw the solution ideas on the mock test paper.

"Su, Xiao, Yuan." He really wanted to see what Lao Wang wrote in the paper, but felt that it was useless to really peek at it. "You said Class 9 left two sets of papers today, and I'll get them."

In Class 9, the three students who were looking down at the question raised their heads instantly and looked at Su Xiaoyuan.They didn't say anything, but their eyes said everything again, and they were full of curiosity about the newly assigned Class 9.But this is definitely not good curiosity, it is curiosity about how bad the people in class 9 can be, and how they get their homework.

"Wait for me." Lao Wang's attitude towards Class 1 is obviously different, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are full of love.The teaching profession is great, but teachers are ordinary people, and there will always be times when the bowl of water is uneven.He took out a few stacks of snow-white test papers from the side cabinet next to the table, flipped through them and put them back, but he took the wrong one.

This set is too difficult for Class 9.Lao Wang changed two sets and handed them over to Su Xiaoyuan. "8 papers, write them."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't leave, and he didn't leave anyway. He quickly glanced through the papers, and found that the papers should be written by Lao Wang himself, so he didn't give up and asked: "Mr. "Three top students who bowed their heads to work on the question raised their heads again, slowing down Su Xiaoyuan's words, "...the math paper."

The top students from Class 1 and the top students from Class 9 meet each other on a narrow road, and they will not be spared in the end.

Old Wang waved without looking up: "Let's do it first, I'll decide if it's okay or not, she's the one who teaches Chinese."

The rejection came too fast, Su Xiaoyuan was unprepared, he only knew one Teacher Han, and he wanted a good test paper too much: "But Teacher Han said..."

"She teaches Chinese, can she take care of your math?" Old Wang's voice suddenly became louder, pulling the atmosphere in the office to a freezing point, and remembering his mistake of playing basketball in class, "I've given you the paper, you can take it back first Do it! Really good grades, I can still delay you? Don’t want to run all day long before you learn to walk. If you can do it, move the desk to class 1 from math class tomorrow! If you don’t come, I beg you to come!”

Zhang Zhao and Tao Wenchang sent the empty lunch box downstairs, hugging each other and swearing: "Damn, don't talk nonsense, what's the matter?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, you will watch it next time." Tao Wenchang has all kinds of problems with his body. Don't look at his teammates cuddling and hugging every day, and he is particularly disgusted by the ambiguity between boys. "Ah is a typical example. Remind us not to Be a dog licker. Do you think Zhu Jieya treats him well? Just be a servant. If you want a girl to like you, you have to learn to refuse, and you have nothing left when you lick a dog."

"Fuck you, uncle, who the hell is licking a dog? I can't lick it in my life." The two of them walked up the steps, and Zhang Zhao rushed into the classroom first, bumping into Su Xiaoyuan, "What, why are you standing at the door?" You were criticized, so I told Brother Zhao to accompany you."

Holding the basic test paper, Su Xiaoyuan forgot how he escaped from the office.He is very thin-skinned, he has never called anyone to shout loudly, and his self-esteem can't stand Mr. Wang's words in an instant, like an illegitimate child who has been kicked out, he can't see the light.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Zhao saw that his face was blushing, much like the red on the head of a crane, "Call Lao Wang to scold you?"

"You're talking nonsense, who said... I was scolded by Lao Wang." Su Xiaoyuan still didn't admit it, and walked past him with his right foot splayed out, "Should the papers of our class be handed out now, or after school?" Is it time to post it? If I post it now, I can finish it before school, otherwise I will have to study at night."

Zhang Zhao guessed that he was repaired by Lao Wang.Old Wang, although he has faults, he only recognizes his grades.You have good grades, and he applauds you when you walk sideways in the class. "The representative of the math class is you, not me. You can post it whenever you want. Old Wang is not a thing, don't be afraid, brother Zhao will help you in class the day after tomorrow."

Su Xiaoyuan thought that he was really going to hate him, and his little face became flustered.He had never seen a student who dared to challenge the teacher before, and he was worried that Zhang Zhao would cause trouble: "No, it's not good for you to contradict the teacher like this. I'd better distribute the papers now. Everyone can take time to finish writing, and they can do a few more sets of simulations in the evening. "

After speaking, he followed the previous rules, counted the number of people in each group, arranged the papers, and placed them on the desks in the first row.Then he walked up to the podium slowly, picked up the half-used white chalk, wrote the words in the lower left corner of the blackboard carefully, and framed them with a big square.

Mathematics homework: two sets of basic test papers, to be analyzed in class the day after tomorrow.

Not only Zhang Zhao, but even Tao Wenchang was dumbfounded.A person has a temper, and his words are as delicate as the person.He is very serious about everything he does, and this kind of seriousness is impossible among the students in Class 9, which makes him stand out all at once.

"You two...why do you two keep looking at me?" Su Xiaoyuan took half a step back, the podium was only one step high, and he didn't dare to get off.Going down the steps has a large range of motion, and the lack of right leg that can't bear half of the body is more obvious.Moreover, Zhang Zhao always stared at his legs, as if he was studying something, which was creepy.

Zhang Zhao was indeed looking at him, not only at his legs, at his splayed foot, at the Leap sneakers he was wearing, but also at the soap bubbles rising from his body.His eyes are like a needle, every time he pricks it, he wants to prick it again.

"I see you..." Zhang Zhao felt that it would be shameless for him to say it, so what?Said I saw bubbles on you?Still smell of soap locust?

"I think you write well in chalk. How about...you take the time to give the blackboard newspaper. The grades are graded. Who in our class seems to be able to publish the blackboard newspaper?" Zhang Zhao pressed on as the temporary monitor. He said, "I am the monitor, I have the final say, you can stay and do the blackboard report tomorrow afternoon."

"I don't want to do it." Su Xiaoyuan stood motionless, not understanding Zhang Zhao's dominance, and thought it was necessary to discuss, "Can you find someone else? I want to ask for the papers from Class 1 to do it."

"Old Wang didn't give it?" Zhang Zhao guessed.

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't bear it. He was also a top student, so he had never been wronged like this. "I didn't give it to me..." His eyes were still a little red as he said, "You even scolded me for playing basketball in class, but it's not...I'm going to throw it myself. You can figure out what's going on."

Zhang Zhao asked Lihua Daiyu to look at it like this, and his heart trembled suddenly, as if he had run 5000 meters, and he couldn't hold back his throat.

"I didn't know you couldn't play basketball..." Zhang Zhao pretended nothing happened and looked up at the light.Maybe it's a hallucination, it's fucking hot this summer.

Tao Wenchang couldn't understand what was going on between the two of them, so he pushed Zhang Zhao: "You can go in if you want, why are you standing at the door!" Zhang Zhao was distracted, hey, I was pushed into the classroom and rushed to Su Xiaoyuan before.

The author has something to say: Come on, let the dog-headed guillotine that beat up Mr. Bian continue to be used by Zhang Zhao!

Tao Wenchang: Brother Zhao, you must never be a dog licker, lick the dog until the end...

Zhang Zhao: Everything that one expects to have!Wang!