A branch of red apricot came out

It was said that the school uniforms, which were delayed by one week due to rework, were distributed to the classrooms on time during the second break, causing a sensation, because looking through the transparent packaging bags, the colors were the fool's red and green.

"The two sets of green clothes are for spring and summer, and the two sets of red are for autumn and winter clothes. Starting tomorrow, I want to see who doesn't wear green clothes." Yang Sichun waved the TV antenna and knocked on the blackboard, raising his voice in the chaotic classroom , "Whoever doesn't wear it will be punished with Yan Nuo!"

Suddenly being named, Yan Nuo quickly put away his disgusted face. He shook off the short sleeves with green stripes on the white background. The black pattern is barely more visible than the summer dress, and it is thoughtfully matched with a red scarf that is neither too long nor too short. Fortunately, Yan Nuo thought, the summer dress did not come with a green hat.

Listening to Ai Ai, who is full of classrooms, it seems that everyone is not very satisfied with the school uniform produced by this designer who should be laid off. Yang Sichun is a little embarrassed, "It is to prevent you from making random comparisons in adolescence, paying attention to beauty, and not doing business, so you must have uniforms." Uniform clothes, don't make a fuss, take them home and wash them, and put them on tomorrow."

They also pay attention to beauty. Is beauty still called beauty because of clothes?

Yan Nuo put away her school uniform, took another jelly bar in her mouth and looked at her phone while eating. Someone added a friend on the Penguin, and notes: Request a manuscript.It's been a while since he saw these two words. After thinking about it, he clicked "Reject" and put the phone back on the table. When he withdrew his hand, he took out a book and dropped it on the ground. It was a reasoning magazine.

Yan Nuo picked it up, smiled lightly, and flipped through a few pages casually. It was this book that made him get close to Fang Le. That person was just like this book. Looking at the cover, it was frigid and persuasive, but when he opened it, he found that the content was so fascinating.

Hey, really, openly and secretly, people in front of others are always seductive quietly.

Yan Nuo closed the book and stuffed it into the back of the table. Maybe it was the word "invitation to draft" that lured the gluttons. He picked up the Sanhua pen, pulled out a piece of draft paper and started doodling. He drew the bedroom first. Longitudinal section drawing, a bed was added with a few strokes, a round night light on the bedside table, a big and round head covered with a towel, a big-headed man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, hugging a bone pillow , A series of musical notes flew out from the mouth.

The more he paints, the more he wants to laugh, the three trembling delicate flowers seem to be blooming from his heart, but he doesn't know that the deity in the painting is standing behind him at this time, squinting to see that he has added several floating bubbles to it , before asking, "What are you painting?"

After the tip of the pen paused, Yan Nuo immediately threw himself on the desk to cover up his shameful behavior. He half-raised his head, and said in a mournful tone, "You, you, why did you come here suddenly? You didn't make a sound."

"Show me, it seems familiar to me."

"No, you read it wrong, you don't look familiar."

Fang Le smiled and said, "Yan Nuo."

"What are you doing?" Yan Nuo held tighter, "What are you doing here, class is about to begin, you should go back to you soon."

"I remember you have plum candy here." Fang Le saw him getting more and more amusing, "Give me two to digest."

Yan Nuo: "..." You can't move, and you will reveal your secrets if you move.

"You take it yourself, it's in my desk." Yan Nuo moved her body, "Here, it's in this shopping bag next to me."

So Fang Le bent down to get it, opened the bag and picked out two plum candies, put them in his trouser pocket, and put the bag back to the original place for him, then said slowly and questioningly, "I don't seem to be here last night. Put a towel on your head."

When Yan Nuo heard this, she felt overwhelmed with shame, and simply lay down on the table completely, covered her face with her arms, and said sullenly, "It's too much to bully people."

Fang Le laughed uncontrollably, "Shall we have lunch together?"

Still in a muffled voice, "Eat."

"Let's go." Before leaving, he had to give the final blow, "The painting is very beautiful."

As soon as the back door was opened and closed, Yang Sichun stood on the podium and witnessed the whole process. From the moment Fang Le opened the door and went straight to Yan Nuo, he successfully caught his attention. From this point of view, the two of them are indeed closer than imagined. better in.

The ashamed man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw Ke Mengmeng's smiling face, "???"

"You two have such a good relationship."

"Also, it's okay."

Ke Mengmeng turned back with a bewildered smile.

Looking at the graffiti, Yan Nuo picked up a pen and added a pair of devil ears, small tiger teeth, and a devil tail to the singer, and said in his heart, "It's just boring."

Back at the dormitory after lunch, Yan Nuo wanted to change the water for Dahong Xiaobai, who had not seen him for two days. Humming the ultra-low-profile version of "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" and turned out the burning jelly grass, the two characters in the screen have already gone through several tricks. According to my memory, the shorter one is about to be turned back and pressed against the banyan tree trunk .

Yan Nuo twirled the pen, drew a few more for self-amusement, then put it away, took out a set of high school test papers and spread them out, even Little Sun used his lunch break to study, so he couldn't be lazy.

Little Sun was indeed working on the test papers, but he was quite absent-minded. When he came back to change his clothes during the second break, Liang Ran followed along as if nothing had happened. As soon as the dormitory door was closed, the atmosphere began to be very awkward.

Obviously, during the whole process, from the time he came, to changing clothes, to returning to the classroom, neither of them said a word, but he could feel that Liang Ran was apologizing to him, begging for forgiveness, especially wronged and pitiful. Regret for his impulsive behavior.

So Fu Luyang began to reflect on himself, good brothers help each other, although it was unilateral this morning, is he too hypocritical?

Sometimes, a person who can't turn a corner with a single muscle in his head, even if he enlightens himself, he will never return to the wrong way of thinking.

"Get up," Fu Luyang decided to break the silence by himself, "I don't know how to do this question, come and teach me."

Liang Ran sat up from the bed after hearing this, heaved a sigh of relief, even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, how could he care about the mad woman's bombardment on the phone.

The crazy woman blew up for a long time, sliding up the chat interface was all about her asking questions, and the other party hadn't responded to a single punctuation mark, she quit the chat window angrily, swipe to F in the contacts to find Fang Le: Xueba, the little girl has something to ask, please talk to me.

Fang Le didn't see this news until he woke up. He was very embarrassed and ignored him. When he was tired again in the Chinese class in the afternoon, he returned with a refreshed mentality: Huh?

Qingmei: Oh my god, the school bully is ignoring me!You are in Tobi High, right, if I remember correctly.

Fang Le: Yes.

Qingmei: That little girl begs you to find someone for me[/pray]

Fang Le: Who.

Qingmei: Liang Ran.

Qingmei: Gender male, stature... It's been a year since I saw him, he must have grown taller again, he looks very handsome, he must be a classmate in any class, can you help me find out which class he is in, okay? [/pray]

Fang Le smiled amused by the girl, and replied:?

Qingmei: He is my childhood sweetheart, but he is lying on my WeChat as if he disappeared, never replying to my messages, I want to find him.

This time even Fang Le followed Liang Ran and disappeared. No matter how much she acted coquettishly and begged, she couldn't get a half-word reply. It was really strange. Could it be that she said something wrong?Why is a man's heart so hard to guess?

After class, Fang Le went to another class and saw Yan Nuo was leaning over to listen to the lecture at the front table, with the Sanhua brush clipped to his ear again, so he went over and poked the little yellow flower, "Where is Liang Ran's position?" .”

"What's wrong?" Yan Nuo was elated, today is the second time Fang Le came to the door, "Why are you looking for him?"

"It's not me looking for him, it's someone looking for him and finding me here."

"Who is it?" Yan Nuo was curious, and turned to look for Liang Ran, and saw that he was leaning against Fu Luyang's table and joking, "Liang Ran, someone is looking for you."

Liang Ran heard the sound and came over, "Are you looking for me?"

Fang Le said, "It was Qin Mei who asked me which class you were in, but I didn't say anything."

Yan Nuo interrupted, "Why didn't you say it?"

"She said you never replied to her messages, I guess you might be avoiding her."

Liang Ran sighed, "If you don't tell me, she can still ask my sister. It's a headache."

"That's it." After Fang Le finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Yan Nuo pulled him back. Now he was familiar with grasping his wrists, and the force was just right. Fang Le looked at him and questioned him.

Liang Ran chuckled and went back to find Fu Luyang, Ke Mengmeng also turned around tactfully, Yan Nuo was at a loss for words, "Anyway, you saw it too, or I'll give it to you." Scratch paper for doodles.

Fang Le took it over and took a look, and liked it quite a bit, curled up and waved his hand, and when he was about to leave, he was caught by the wrist again, Yan Nuo said, "In exchange, who is that green plum you mentioned just now?"

"Liang Ran's childhood sweetheart." Fang Le said with a smile, "Aren't you only three years old, huh?"

Yan Nuo let go, "Go, go, go."

Fang Le really left. After returning to the class, he opened a new draft paper, wrote a series of calculations, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures and send them to the three-year-old elementary school student: The problem just now, it’s easier to solve it this way.

Without face-to-face guidance, it’s because of taking care of Ke Mengmeng’s girls. Yan Nuo sighed, “Look, here we go again, calmly and seductively.

The last session in the afternoon was physical education class. The two classes played a friendly basketball match. Class [-] won easily because of Yan Nuo and Fu Luyang. At that time, the referees were Boss Zhao and Fang Le. Standing next to him, Zhang Yufan said, "Fang Le, you don't have to favor Brother Nuo, just blow the whistle when you should."

Fang Le: "..."

After the ball game, Liang Ran threw a bottle of water to Fu Luyang, and he twisted the lid directly, poured it on his head, and shook Liang Ran's face with water droplets, "It's so cool, isn't it handsome?"

"Too handsome." Liang Ran laughed at him, "I still expected you to come down and replace me."

"Don't even think about it. Brother Nuo and I cooperate flawlessly. As a gold medal partner, if you win, you might lose points immediately." He lifted up the hem of his clothes and wiped off his sweat indiscriminately, "Go, go back and take a shower and eat. The young master is starving to death."

Yan Nuo was sweating profusely sitting on the stone bench to rest. Zhang Yufan and Ye Cong praised him in different ways like the guards on the left and right. What a heroic posture, the jade tree is facing the wind, and the wind is suave. Putting on his collar, he cursed with a smile, "While talking and laughing, the mast and scull were blown up into ashes, right?"

Fang Le came over with water, ignoring the left and right guardians, "Go back to the dormitory first, or go buy books first."

"Brother, what book did you buy?" Zhang Yufan asked, "By the way, bring me a copy."

"Okay, bring it." Yan Nuo poured himself a full bottle, stood up and was about to catch Fangle, but retracted his arms, "I'm sweating all over, let's go back to the dormitory first."

After parting, Ye Cong asked Zhang Yufan, "You didn't even say what books you were going to bring, so brother Nuo agreed?"

"This is the unswerving brotherhood, an unspeakable tacit understanding."

Ye Cong sneered, "At that time, Brother Nuo asked Little Sunshine to save you or Liang Ran, do you still remember that you were drowned immediately?"

"That's Little Sun." Zhang Yufan pouted, "Brother Nuo is different from him."

The reality is that I like to slap my face. What I took on Zhang Yufan's desk before the evening self-study was not the "National Geographic" he had in mind, but the Wang Houxiong series of tutorial books, "Xueba said this book is suitable for us, study hard, Chen Yuci, etc. looking at you."

A national curse was blocked by the last six words, he looked at his brother Nuo, his lips trembling, "No, no, brother, what do you mean."

Yan Nuo patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Yu'er, the girl's eyes look like a prairie wolf under the night sky." After finishing speaking, she sucked on Heilongtang and went back to her seat. The milk tea tastes pretty good, mainly because of the packaging The design can be seen, and the main thing is that Fang Lebaba bought it when he was hungry.

Zhang Yufan opened "Wang Houxiong", and there was no picture in the densely packed words. He was disturbed to read, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Yuci: Self-study in school?

Chen Yuci: Yes, the teacher is distributing test papers, and there is another test, math test.

Zhang Yufan: Go ahead, come on.

Chen Yuci: I'm not in a hurry, if you want to chat, I'll accompany you.

Zhang Yufan: You still have an exam.

Chen Yuci: It's okay, I'll just stay for the last half an hour.

Zhang Yufan was silent, damn it, he felt the pressure from the top student, and really wanted to know if he, Brother Nuo, would not be Alexander when he was with Fang Le every day, he turned his head and asked: Brother, Fang Le, he...

Yan Nuo was baffled, and had already finished talking in his mind---Fang Le was very nice: What?

Zhang Yufan: Fang Le's book selection is quite good, I'll transfer the money to you. [Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck]

Yan Nuo: Xiao Yu'er, that's the same sentence, brother is optimistic about you.

During this evening self-study, Zhang Yufan didn't make any jokes. After chatting with Chen Yuci for a few words, he calmed down and read the book seriously. On the way home from school, he and Ye Cong discussed the topics of physics homework, which was never like this on weekdays. The two former school scumbags became more and more excited as they discussed, just like a street gangster who hid a knife suddenly reformed and upgraded to a flower bone of the Chinese dynasty. Sure enough, learning makes me happy.