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"Hurry up, we'll be driving in a while!" Cui Yang greeted a group of school team members. There was some traffic jam on the way, which caused them to arrive at the train station nearly half an hour later than expected.

A senior helped Hao Jia carry the suitcase into the car. Hao Jia's parents took their daughter's hand and told her not to forget to finish her May Day homework and show it to the teacher for inspection when she returned to school.

Hao Jia managed to get rid of her mother's strict admonition that "you must write your homework carefully", and let out a sigh of relief, "Have you ever seen such parents? I thought they would say 'be careful' and 'like to eat What buy yourself', yet they tell me not to forget to do my homework? Excuseme? Did they really get the wrong script?"

"I don't think so." A sophomore in high school knew Hao Jia, and thought he was smart enough to initiate a conversation, "This probably means that you are biological."

Hao Jia glanced at him faintly, thinking that this buddy might want to be lonely.

"It's a pity that there are no seats for two people." She turned her head to look at Du Xu and Yu Yu in the back row, and sighed regretfully, thinking how good it would be for them to sit alone together?

Maybe you can see the live broadcast of the kiss from the gap in the chair?

Maybe something else will happen on the Harmony Little Theater AVI?

Gao Qibin closed his eyes and rested his mind, pretending not to see Hao Jia's gaze of contempt for light bulbs.

And Wen Chengwu, who sat at the end and had a panoramic view of everything, had a complicated expression, and couldn't understand why these girls were single, but they had to worry about other people's love.

"School will start tomorrow, why haven't you finished your composition yet?"

The voice of the woman next to her was a little high. Du Xu turned his head and looked over. The two people sitting across the aisle looked like a mother and son. They should have finished their trip and were about to go home. The mother was pointing fingers at a little boy's composition, "It's only two You won’t be able to write a hundred-character composition now, so what are you going to do with a four-hundred-character composition in the future? Hand in a blank paper?!”

Gao Qibin glanced at them indifferently, then turned his head and stared at the fields passing by outside the window in a daze, but Du Xu could clearly see the four crooked characters on the composition text - "My deskmate".

"I'm hungry! I can't write!" The little boy angrily dropped his pen and lay down on the small plastic table. No matter what his mother said, he refused to write another word.

The woman had no choice but to get up and walk in the direction of the dining car, "I'll buy you a box lunch - you just stay in your seat, do you hear me?

The little boy lay on the small table without saying a word.

"Du—Xiao—Ming—! Did you hear me?!" The woman's voice was rising again.

Classmate Du Xiaoming elongated his voice, and replied three words to his mother: "Listen—to—la——"

After the woman walked away, Du Xu stretched out his hand and tapped on the armrest of the seat: "Hey, little brother, is your surname Du too? What a coincidence?"

Du Xiaoming glanced at him, then turned his head away: "Mom taught me not to talk to strangers!"

"I think the title of your composition is "My Deskmate"? Do you have a good relationship with your deskmate?" Du Xu tried again and changed his starting point.

"Hmm! My deskmate is so cute!" As soon as he mentioned his deskmate, the little boy's eyes sparkled, and he immediately forgot that Du Xu was a stranger. "He looks so good-looking! I will definitely drive a BMW when I grow up." marry him!"

"Well said!" Du Xu applauded.

Yu Yu suddenly thought of a key question, poked her head out from Du Xu's side and asked, "Are you at the same table, male or female?"

"Men!" Du Xiaoming raised his head proudly.

"There is a future!" Du Xu applauded wildly.

He and Du Xiaoming looked at each other, the burning fire in their eyes seemed to have found a real comrade-in-arms in the isolated world of ice and snow—this pair of classmates, who are nearly ten years apart, felt that they had established an indestructible revolutionary friendship with the male compatriot in front of them .

Du Xu rolled up his sleeves and decided to impart his few knowledge reserves: "Come on, little brother, big brother will teach you how to brag about eight hundred words all the way, and I guarantee that you will be able to praise your tablemate to the sky!"

"Okay, big brother!" Comrade Du Xiaoming's eyes were shining, and he looked at Du Xu expectantly.

Yu Yu turned her face to the back of the seat in front and pulled down the blindfold.

Sorry to bother you.

Yu Yu slept all the way, and when he woke up, he found that the train had stopped and his head was resting on someone else's shoulder. He raised his head, just in time to hear Du Xiaoming saying goodbye to Du Xu.

He looked out the window, it was already dark, and he was in City J now, and it was only about three and a half hours from here to the South Station of City Y, Yu Yu sat up straight and pushed up the blindfold, squinting at Du Xu, "Mistake Are the sons and daughters finished?"

"How can this be a mistake?" Du Xu rubbed his numb shoulder, and Yu Yu helped him squeeze it twice.

The timing of Hao Jia's detection of love was very delicate. This loving interaction blinded her 24K pure titanium alloy single dog eyes. She excitedly took out her mobile phone and took a photo and sent it to Yang Fan senior sister with the words "I can be single, But the CP I’m drinking must get married.” He didn’t even miss Gao Qibin’s toothache expression next to him.

"Oh yes, it's right here—it's so comfortable, baby, how about you pinch it a couple more times?" Du Xu pushed his nose up and directed Yu Yu to help him pinch his shoulders. Explained realistically, "After listening to the on-site teaching of my elder brother, he almost couldn't write 250 words! He insisted on writing more than [-], you should see what kind of fucking success."

"On-site teaching? How to teach rainbow farts?" Gao Qibin sneered, Yu Yu fell asleep, but he listened to the whole process—that mother's face turned green after seeing her son's composition, okay?

Du Xu protested: "What rainbow fart? This is the composition teaching template for "My Deskmate"! Full marks guaranteed!"

"I went, what kind of immortal was met by me? Now my heart is incomparably excited. Are his two fingers holding the pen trying to hold my heart in his hands? My emotions and desires are here The moment is ignited, the fire of love is blazing, and the perfect socialist brotherhood in the fire is like peach blossoms all over the mountains in spring, lotus flowers in summer after rain, golden leaves in autumn, and white snow in winter!"

"He is the white moonlight in my heart, a little cinnabar mole in my heart! God, the earth! Please tell me why my deskmate is so perfect and so cute? Why?! Oh, teacher, I'm sorry I didn't Stop the car, the number of words is too high - I am so excited, every time I talk about my deskmate, I always use endless passion... Finally, I just want to say, ah, my deskmate, I love you!"

Gao Qibin recited it in a flat tone, intact.

Yu Yu: "..."

Even though he no longer had any expectations for Du Xu's language proficiency, he was still deeply shocked by this pupil-like metaphor and parallelism.

He stared at Du Xu for a long time, and asked with mixed feelings: "How did you get over [-] in Chinese in the midterm exam? I'm sure I didn't pass you the answer."

Rely on his "feelings of homesickness", "patriotism", "admiration for the great rivers and mountains of the motherland" and "study hard every day and make progress every day, and contribute to the future of the motherland"?

They arrived at the South Station of City Y at nearly twelve o'clock. A group of people were yawning all over the place. At this time, they didn't have the intention to wander around. They just wanted to go to the hotel and sleep right away. Taking a shower and eating were all things they did every morning.

Du Xu yawned, took out the iron box used by smuggling cigarettes, and shook it twice in front of Gao Qibin's eyes, "A refreshing one?"

Gao Qibin took it and saw that it was really candy this time. He looked at Du Xu in surprise, wondering if it had been pierced by a human soul.

Du Xu held a smoking cessation candy in his mouth, and apologized without sincerity: "Oh, I forgot—brother, I have a family, can I not quit smoking? Old Gao, you should smoke less, smoke one more cigarette , live ten minutes less!"

Gao Qibin felt that this guy said that he would ask himself to smoke for nothing, just to show off in disguise.

The rules of the league divisional competition are similar to those of the China Championships. It is also divided into two stages: group round robin and cross-elimination. The competition in the Northeast Division of the high school men's group is from No. 12 to No. [-]. Except for the opening ceremony on the first day, there are six The first day is a competition, and the remaining three days are an intermission period. Du Xu looked at the big black characters of "Tutoring Notice" and just wanted to set fire to the Education Bureau of City Y.

"Beethoven said it well-I want to hold the throat of fate, and it will never make me completely surrender." Du Xu sat in the classroom of unified tutoring, gritted his teeth and said darkly, "The dark moon kills the night, The wind is high and the sky is on fire—choosing the day is worse than hitting the sun, how about we go to burn the Education Bureau tonight? Brother wants to make the battle of Chibi reappear!"

Yu Yu glanced at him from the corner of his eyes: "The organizer is the Education and Sports Bureau of Laishan District. If you want to burn it, you should burn the Education and Sports Bureau first."

The tutoring courses are so simple that they can be used as a lullaby. Among the special students, the proportion of liberal arts students is relatively high. The time for tutoring is generally longer than that of science. Yu Yu brought her May Day homework early, blatantly writing mathematics under the eyes of the Chinese teacher, regardless of the teacher's protruding eyeballs.

The teachers invited to tutor the team members are all from key high schools, each with a nose that grows on the top of their heads. It is normal to look down on this group of special students with sloppy grades. Mathematics, Chinese teacher's nose is almost crooked.

"This classmate, you!" The Chinese teacher flicked the pointer, pointed at Yu Yu, and regarded him as a special student who likes to understand but pretends to be arrogant, "Come up and solve this problem!"

Yu Yu glanced at the projection from the ocean of mathematics. On it was a classical Chinese reading question, three choices and two translations—too simple to be interested in doing.

"Why, no? No, you don't listen?"

The Chinese teacher took the time to mock her, and the students of No. [-] Middle School took the time to light the wax for her.

"She can be arrogant now." Gao Qibin chuckled gloatingly, and the students from the Fourth Middle School around him, especially Hao Jia and Du Xu, showed smiles waiting for a good show at the same time.

"You special students, don't think that you can get ahead if you play well, and don't think that there are only a few Beckhams in the world..."

Yu Yu was completely unaffected by the nagging of the Chinese teacher. She walked up to the podium slowly, picked up half a piece of chalk, and wrote on the blackboard without looking at the questions. He covered most of the blackboard, completely different from the scrawls in the exercise book, which stunned the three students in Class [-] who were used to his dog-crawling characters.

The language teacher took only 3 minutes from "educating" to shutting up.

In just 180 seconds, this excellent teacher from a key provincial high school had a turbulent wave in her heart. After rolling her whole body, a big wave hit her into the sea for free, making her feel what it means to be "suffocated".

Yu Yu dropped the chalk and blew on the chalk dust on her hands, "Can I go back?"

The Chinese teacher stared blankly at the answer on the blackboard that had no reason to deduct points: "Oh... ah..."

Yu Yu happily accepted her acquiescence.

"Awesome Yushen!" Hao Jia looked at him with bright eyes, "The way you wrote on the blackboard just now was so handsome——I'm about to fall in love with you!"

Du Xu interrupted before Yu Yu could speak: "Don't!"

Then he lowered his voice mysteriously, as if he was talking about some top-level state secret: "He has a boyfriend."

Yu Yu curled the corner of her mouth to smile or not, and let out a "hmm".

Hao Jia: "..."

Sorry, it's my fault for being single.

The math homework he brought was finished quickly. Yu Yu looked at the time and found that get out of class was still half an hour away, so he fell asleep on the table decisively for half an hour. When the bell rang for the end of class, he did not forget to stand up and stretch A lazy waist means that he sleeps comfortably.

With his crooked nose, the Chinese teacher walked away on a five-centimeter height, leaving half the room full of students from the fourth middle school who laughed like fools.

Amidst the laughter, only Hao Jia burst into tears.

She looked at the photo she just captured. Yu Yu was wearing a white thin sweater today. When she stretched her waist, she showed a small thin waist. The parts that haven't seen the sun all year round look a little pale, but it doesn't prevent people from touching her. Two handfuls of ideas.

Hao Jia replied to Yang Fan's message with sadness in his heart: "Sister, we only know how thick the girls' sweaters are, but we don't know how thin the waists are hidden under the boys' sweaters."

The author has something to say: Du Xu: Brother Du is teaching rainbow fart online!One of my boyfriends per hour!What's the matter, you can't suffer, and you can't be fooled!

Yu Yu: ...Sorry to bother you.

Gao Qibin: Heh, dead gay—can the director give a spoiler?For example, when will they be beaten by their parents?

Fish guide: This... er... no arrangement...

[Thank you Miss Ming Ruoxi for the mine, thank you Miss Jiang Gao for the nutrient solution, (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～mua~]