A branch of red apricot came out

The long vacation is over, and among the most annoying things on the first day of school, the monthly exam can only be ranked second, and the first place is to wear a school uniform, and I have to wear back to the ugly green school uniform, and now the most common quarrel between classmates One sentence is "Which green onion are you?" He replied, "The green onion in class xx, why don't you accept it, aren't you a green onion?"

In the first monthly exam of the new semester in Green Onion College, there is no class division, and the original seat is waiting for the exam. The two teachers walk around one after the other. In addition to the number of words, the sheep is rational and calm, and the mentality is very calm. Whether the knife is sharpened quickly or bluntly, and whether the blood is spattered is him or a pig, you can see the difference in two days.

Fu Luyang was much more cowardly than his brother Nuo. When he got up early to buy soy milk, he kept nagging to Liang Ran, "What should I do? I'm super Fang. Fang can go to "Minecraft" as a pixel block gone."

Liang Ran put the straw into the soymilk cup and handed it to him, and pressed the brim of his hat --- the same style of white baseball cap, it still rained heavily last night, but this morning the sky was clear, so he just put on the hat to protect himself from the sun when he went out.

"A small monthly exam scares you. I haven't seen you afraid of passing the exam before when you are so heartless."

"Can it be the same, Ang?" Fu Luyang sucked on the soy milk, his cheeks puffed up and then shrunk, "If I don't make any progress, do you think I can live better, Ang?"

"Of course not." Liang Ran saw that he was really flustered, so he patted him and comforted him, "Okay, at worst it's just a beating. I'll be gentle. Don't complain that it hurts because you didn't take the exam."

Fu Luyang drank the last sip of soy milk, and waved his hand at the trash can, "If you pass in, you will pass the exam, if you don't pass, you will fail the exam."

Steady and steady, the soy milk cup hits the red heart.

The superstition greatly increased Fu Luyang's confidence, and he instantly felt that he was very lucky today, and he would definitely pass the plenary session, and he was all right.

The first is Chinese. The test papers are passed down from the first row one by one. According to the steps taught by Mr. Fang, first, roughly browse the whole paper, second, carefully read the composition questions, and third, start writing, and take the time to complete the whole process without hindering the answering questions. Thinking about how to write a composition, Yan Nuo exhaled lightly, feeling that the first "pig" that could be roasted was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The invigilator walking around in the back was Luo Yun, wearing flat shoes and walking back and forth slowly, the invigilator was probably tired from standing in the middle of the exam, so he moved a chair and sat by the back door, his gaze fell directly on Yan Nuo.

Scientific research has shown that eyes are a kind of wave, and waves have energy. Even if the energy of eyes is very weak, when people are stared at for a long time, there is a percentage probability that they can feel it.

Yan Nuo bit her lip and devoted herself to answering the questions. But when she was flipping through the test papers, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and always felt that something was wrong. When she turned her head for no reason, she just met Luo Yun's eyes, frightened. There was a hair on his back, and before turning back, he received an indescribable smile from the female teacher.

On such a solemn and solemn occasion of the monthly exam, is it really appropriate to openly tease Xiao Xianrou?

Luo Yun laughed half dimpled, stood up and walked behind Yan Nuo to stand still, Da Fangfang directly stretched his hand into Yan Nuo's table belly, and when he took it out again, there was an extra pudding caught between his fingers.

Yan Nuo was extremely speechless, that was the last pudding, and it was going to be left to Fang Le, but what to do now, he could only watch pudding being sneaked away, weak and helpless.

Luo Yun sat back in the chair again, and played with this pudding for a while. It smelled of thick milk. As soon as he sat down, he saw this little thing half-hidden in the belly of the table. Luo Yun tore open the package of good things to kill time, tasted them with a small spoon, and decided to give Yan Nuo two extra rolls of noodles for his English papers as compensation.

When the bell rang, Yan Nuo had just finished writing. After re-checking the overall test paper, he dropped the pen, and the test paper was spread out on the table, and he slipped out through the back door, and ran to the door of the second class to wait for Fang Le.

excited.

I have memorized many of today's questions, it's like he took the exam after reviewing it. The composition is a half proposition, and the nonsense is smooth. At this moment, he feels that he is a master. The last time he passed the exam was in the third year of junior high school When struggling.

When Fang Le came out, he saw him waiting in the corridor, "Let's go, treat you to dinner."

"I heard that the cafeteria has a new flavor, do you want to try it?" When you are in a good mood, your appetite will increase.

"Try it, it's not delicious and there are instant noodles."

So in the end, the two returned to the dormitory with instant noodles. After eating, Yan Nuo rubbed against Fang Le's body, "Let's sleep together, don't go back."

I haven't seen each other yesterday, thinking a little bit, Yan Nuo pushed him onto the bed before he opened his mouth, held his face and exchanged a moist and long kiss, the kiss was very satisfying, "Let's sleep together, I'll give you You are a pillow."

Fang Le slandered who was going to be the pillow for whom, kicked off his shoes and lay down on the inside of the bed, hugged the candy pillow that was half his size into his arms, Yan Nuo also lay down next to his body, with the pillow belt attached People fished into their arms together.

A cool breeze came from the open window of the balcony, Yan Nuo pulled the thin blanket over his body, "Why don't you ask me if I did well in the exam."

"Don't ask, just wait for the results." Fang Le moved his body again to find a comfortable position, raised his head and kissed Yan Nuo proactively, "Is the alarm clock set?"

"It's settled." Yan Nuo also imitated him, kissed and said a word, "The last pudding left for you was taken away by Luo Yun."

"Ok?"

"It was taken away during the invigilation. She has been getting snacks from me a lot during this time."

Fang Le smiled lightly, "Maybe for the sake of eating your snacks, I'll make it easier for you to change the paper."

Yan Nuo hugged him tightly, buried him in his hair, and took a deep breath. The two of them talked for a while without saying a word, and they didn't know who fell asleep first. In the cool and comfortable dormitory, only two goldfish spit bubbles gradually. the sound of.

In the math test in the afternoon, the level of tension was more than one level higher than that of Chinese. This is the subject that can increase the score the most. Brother Sichun encouraged everyone in the class at that time: "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and mathematics is the most beautiful subject in the encyclopedia." , you have to see her beauty in order to control her firmly.

Zhang Yufan first objected with his real name: That is Lao Ban, your lover, your beauty. In my eyes, photography is the beauty.

Fu Luyang came out to support the brothers: +1, in my eyes, the game is the beauty.

Little cutie---Liang Ran: Same as above.

Yan Nuo was enjoying watching. I don’t know how anxious Sichun is going to be when he is being bullied on the screen. I have seen Sichun holding his mobile phone before sending messages, not using pinyin, nor Wubi, but handwriting, slowly. It's catching up.

Yan Nuo also joined in the fun: Xishi Art, won the first prize.

Yang Sichun looked at the news that jumped out one after another, and there was no cutie in the class who supported his idea, and everyone expressed their unwillingness to give in. What was supposed to be a good persuasion turned into a discussion meeting on "Who is Xi Shi", In addition, he held one and stomped the other, and anonymously stomped on mathematics with snot and tears. Yang Sichun let out a long sigh of "Oops", and was so angry that everyone was silenced for a day.

It's only four o'clock after the exam in the afternoon. According to the usual practice, after a half-hour break, the self-study will end at 05:30, and the evening self-study will continue as usual.

Fu Luyang was lying on the table. He had used up all his brain cells in an exam just now, and he couldn't function anymore. Thinking about how to face the torture of his ghost and beast boyfriend, he could just do whatever he wanted, but Liang Ran came over unexpectedly Pressing a condescending finger on his forehead, Fu Luyang suddenly cried out, "It hurts, hurts!"

"A pimple."

"That's a hot bag!"

Fu Luyang covered his forehead, buried his whole face in his arms, relying on his mother's ghost boyfriend, his temples twitched in pain from his hands, and before he finished complaining, there was a sudden pain on the back of his neck There was a dull pain, which made him scream again, and almost jumped up from his seat.

"Liang Ran!"

Fu Luyang covered his neck again, and glared at Liang Ran angrily, "Did you not write enough papers, and your hands are too busy?"

Liang Ran spread his hands innocently, "You also have a pimple on the back of your neck, and it's all white."

"It's been said that I'm a bag of fire, I'm anxious to get angry," Fu Luyang raised his eyebrows angrily, "What do you think is white?"

"Yeah." Liang Ran pushed his hand away, and touched it softly this time, "Why don't I squeeze it for you, just let some blood out."

Fu Luyang was dubious, and obediently lay down on the desk again, exposing his entire neck to Liang Ran, "Be gentle."

Liang Ran pursed his lips, stroked his hair as a comfort, took out a tissue and pressed it between his lips, so that he could wipe off the blood later.

Ye Cong leaned against Zhang Yufan's desk motionlessly, staring at the pimple-popping duo, and said slowly, "No shame, no shame."

"If it wasn't for the classroom, I think Liang Ran would have bitten it directly," Zhang Yufan turned his fingers to the pen, and also stared at him without blinking his eyes, "bite the nape of the neck, mark, ABO."

"ABO?" Ye Cong asked back, curious, "What is that?"

Zhang Yufan sighed, "I learned it from Chen Yuci, you can search it yourself, it will definitely open your eyes."

Ye Congyun nodded mistyly, watching their little sun screaming and screaming and being bled, his boyfriend who came out publicly in the group rubbed the tissue for him with a gentle and doting face , should have said comforting words on his mouth, and comforted the furry little sun in just a few words, it was almost unbearable, puppy love is so fucking sweet and greasy.

Ye Cong took out his mobile phone, just happened to be out of Zhang Yufan's front desk, he sat down and began to search for ABO, "Is the English capitalized or lowercased?"

"Anything is fine." Zhang Yufan also took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Yuci: Is the transfer procedure completed?

Chen Yuci quickly replied: It's done, see you in three days.

Zhang Yufan was happy, and got bored with his girlfriend for a few more words. When he looked up and saw Ye Cong squinting with a shocked face of "Fuck, it's still like this", he immediately smiled, "I'm not wrong, am I?" Then he said, "Isn't it very exciting? You can search for 'ABO mark' again, it's even more exciting."

Ye Cong was stimulated, temporarily incapable of accepting this novel setting and gameplay, adhering to the sharing of vision between good brothers, with a move of a finger, he shared it with Brother Nuo with one click.

Yan Nuo was still struggling with a power function, and he failed to see the news immediately. He even counted half a piece of draft paper and it was still a dead end. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. The correct one was going round and round and I couldn't figure it out. This time, it was him as well as the pig, and he was also the sheep. He was skinned by a small problem, and the blood was splashed on the spot. I was really not reconciled.

Yan Nuo dropped the pen dejectedly, forming a mushroom cloud of sulking.

As soon as Ke Mengmeng turned sideways, she felt the low air pressure from Lord Yan. She shrank her shoulders and opened her mouth, "Yan Nuo, what's wrong?"

I miss my teacher Fang.

"It's okay." Yan Nuo picked up the pen again, and tapped on the draft paper bit by bit, eyelashes drooping and ruthlessly frightening, Ke Mengmeng was at a loss as to whether to shut up or continue talking, when she saw Fang Le coming from the back door walk in.