A branch of red apricot came out

The monthly exam in December is later than the previous few months, instead of at the beginning of the month, it was changed to the middle of the month, because students and teachers with a cold and fever are like falling dominoes, and they are admitted to the hospital one by one. .

How hot this summer is, how cold it will be after winter, the weather forecast predicts that the first snow this year will be around December 23, which is the best gift for Christmas.

On the first day of the monthly exam, Yang Sichun suddenly opened the door and came in, standing on the podium with a cold air, and began to take off the mask. Amidst the curious and funny booing of the students, he took off six layers of masks After picking it off, he pinched his nose uncomfortably and said, "I don't like the smell of vinegar very much, I can't bear it, do you have the same as me?"

The students who didn't know why responded scatteredly, and Yang Sichun said, "There are more children who are sick recently. I heard from a friend last night that they burned a pot of vinegar in their office and fumigated the room. It can eliminate bacteria. Seems to be useful."

Hearing this, Yan Nuo has already had a very strong, particularly bad feeling, so he would use vinegar to taste it when cooking, but he is definitely not the type of person who likes the taste of vinegar.

Yang Sichun continued, "For the sake of your health, the teacher is going to follow suit tonight. If you can't stand the smell, you can go to the corridor for a while."

The classmates are boiling.

Yang Sichun put on the mask layer by layer, went out, took a big black pot from the ground at the front door, and came in. Immediately, the strong smell of vinegar was too fast to cover his ears, no, it was too sour to cover his nose. The momentum spread, causing mourners to spread all over the classroom. The students sitting by the window didn't even care about the cold wind. As soon as they opened a crack, Yang Sichun turned around and waved to him vigorously, signaling him to close it quickly.

A cauldron went from the first row of the first group to the last row of the last group following the "bow"-shaped route of greedy snakes. At this time, only the old cadre Yang Sichun who was fighting alone was left in the classroom, who was smoked by thick vinegar. His teary eyes were hazy, and it was simply karma.

The commotion in class [-] attracted other classes to wait and see. Class [-] was occupied by Qin Sheng tonight. He heard the commotion and came out to take a look. He saw the students who were being abused in the hall. He walked to class [-] curiously. The window was full of breaths and he couldn't see clearly, so he pushed the door, and in an instant, Qin Sheng retreated uncomfortably, and in an instant, pinching his nose, he pushed the door again, shouted at Yang Sichun, and filled his mouth with thick vinegar smell, "Don't pour it down, it's a waste, give our class a smoke."

So that night, a row of classes on the fifth floor of the teaching building were not spared from this jealous battle.

Because of this turmoil, the remaining two periods of self-study that night even the teacher who was sitting in town was absent, the classroom was empty, it was time to go home, go back to the dormitory, it was better than staying in the classroom.

In 609, Fang Le was lying in front of the desk looking at the goldfish. The big red and the little white hadn't moved for a long time. Fang Le asked in a soft voice, "Are they hibernating?"

"Soon," Yan Nuo didn't raise his head, and continued to apply the reasoning formula, "It's almost hibernating now."

Fang Le scratched around the side of the fish tank, "Why don't people hibernate, just like bugs, find a safe place to make a nest to wrap themselves up, and sleep for a whole winter without facing the cold, Also...you don't have to face being smoked to tears."

Yes, Fang Le’s tears fell almost as soon as he smelled the strong smell of vinegar. There was no warning at all. When he came out of the classroom, his eyes were watery. It’s good-looking, but Yan Nuo was taken aback. , quickly took off the scarf and wrapped it around him again.

Yan Nuo fantasized about what he said, "If we can really hibernate, we will curl up in the same bed and sleep together, warm and at ease. It's a good idea."

The two goldfish still didn't move, Fang Le finally looked away, looked back at the test paper, but started to be absent-minded, "Have you reviewed everything for tomorrow?"

"Well, didn't you close the handle tightly?" Yan Nuo put down the pen and looked at the bunch of boyfriends who were lazily lying on the table. They wore a lot of winter clothes, which had a sense of layering, and the lining was more pleasing to the eye. From Nuo's point of view, she is too cute.

"Then wash up and go to bed, it's getting late." The cute boyfriend glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, "I want to sleep with you tonight."

Fang Le thought that he would refuse as usual, but Yan Nuo stretched his waist and smiled dotingly at him, "Let's go down with you to get a change of clothes."

At night, the two of them curled up in the soft duvet, sighed in warmth and comfort, Yan Nuo hugged Fang Le tightly, and began to play rogue, "If you fail the exam tomorrow, it will all be your fault."

"Okay." Fang Le didn't even have the heart to fight with him, "It's so comfortable, let me move to your dormitory, okay?"

"You are really..." Yan Nuo sighed with a smile.

"It will be New Year's Day soon."

Yan Nuo was stunned for a moment before he realized that Fang Le was talking about "children". He gently grabbed Sanhua's chin like he was scratching Sanhua's chin, and explained, "I will be in the studio from next summer vacation. , I know the best studio in Yuanlan, it is very close to my home, the studio is open early and late, I guess I will live at home. So, if you move here, from June to December next year, you will have one People are in the dormitory."

Yan Nuo picked up Fang Le's face, and pecked it several times lovingly, "I can't bear it, you just live with your two roommates, and you can take care of anything."

"What could be the matter," Fang Le retorted, "and I have almost no communication with them, it's just a place to sleep."

"No." Yan Nuo coaxed, "I had two roommates before, and they both moved away. After moving away, I felt quite lonely. I didn't have much communication with them at the time, but at least they were popular."

Fang Le remained silent, and if he continued talking, it would bring back some unpleasant memories. After a long silence, he compromised, "Then I will squeeze a bed with you this winter, okay?"

This time it is Yan Nuo's turn to compromise.

On the second day of the monthly exam, there were two invigilators standing in the corridor at the entrance of each class on the fifth floor, chatting. They didn’t seem to be invigilating the exam at all, just because the classroom was closed all night and the doors and windows were closed. It’s like a thousand-year-old vinegar jar, and I can’t stay there. Even if the windows are opened to ventilate, the smell lingers in the nose for a long time and stimulates the brain, forcing the teachers to rush to hand out the test papers and hide in the corridor.

And the hard-pressed children who stayed in the classroom to answer the papers were grievances in the class that day: the smell of vinegar seriously affected their performance!

The results of the monthly exam came down soon, and Yan Nuo was still satisfied with his progress. Fang Le said that he would reward him as usual, but it would have to wait until Christmas Eve on the 24th.

Christmas Eve, Christmas and other festivals have never mattered to Yan Nuo. Last year, he received a lot of drafts for Christmas and earned a lot of pocket money. This year’s Penguin did not stop, but Yan Nuo declined all of them. Now, there are only two things he has to do now: study hard and fall in love every day.

On the 24th, apart from Ke Mengmeng presenting a bright red apple with his real name, Yan Nuo put on a panicked face about the anonymous apples piled up on his seat after the lunch break. Ye Cong came in through the back door and looked After seeing the scene where Brother Nuo had no place to sit and even the chairs were piled with apples, he expressed his envy, but there was a little schadenfreude in this envy.

"Brother, you are blessed to share, do you mind if I follow along?"

"I don't mind, you can take a few more and bring them back to Xiao Ruirui." Yan Nuo pointed to the chair, "Take the ones on the chair first, and make room for me."

Ye Cong cheerfully picked the two most beautiful ones and took them away, there was still a lot left to put away, Yan Nuo had a headache and his face wrinkled in worry, Ke Mengmeng heard him sigh and turned around to give him advice , "How about giving it to the teacher?"

Yan Nuo asked, "To the teacher?"

"In the four classes in the afternoon, you divide so many apples into four parts, put them in bags and put them on the podium, and say that you are filial to the teacher."

Yes, although it has the meaning of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

The bag was kindly sponsored by Ke Mengmeng. It was not the white plastic bag of the supermarket shopping bag, but the kraft paper packaging bag, which made the filial piety look perfect. One bag can hold eight. When the two of them were bagging I also deliberately checked around, for fear that there would be a small pink note on any apple.

It should be that no other class has received such a large gift. The teachers in the afternoon class expressed that they were very happy and touched, but the homework was not assigned less than usual. Yan Nuo was afraid that the teacher would ask "Who gave it to you?" I don't know which mouth in the room yelled "Sent by Prince Yan", and the scene would be very embarrassing.

Fortunately, everything is safe and sound, and the Apple disaster is resolved with the best of both worlds.

Yan Nuo waited for a whole day, and finally got Teacher Fang's reward before evening self-study.

There was a square box on the bed, and a bright red bow on the lid showed a girlish heart. Yan Nuo wanted to laugh when he saw it, and so did Fang Le. He explained, "Because The default is to give to girlfriends, so the factory settings are like this."

Yan Nuo lifted the lid of the box, "Hand warmer?" But it doesn't look like it, the fluffy gray square carpet, and there are two "sleeve" designs on the opposite sides, Yan Nuo took it out and fiddled with it, understood, " Double foot warmer?"

Fang Le nodded, "I really hope to finish the evening self-study quickly, and we can try it out when we come back to see if it works."

Yan Nuo laughed, "Is this a reward for me or for yourself?"

Fang Le breathed coldly into his palms. He has a cold physique, and he shrinks his hands and feet when winter comes. If possible, he really doesn't want to leave Yan Nuo for a second. It's super warm when it's attached to his body, and the quilt when sleeping Compared with heaven, when sitting and studying, my feet are very cold.

"Reward us both, win-win." Fang Le touched Nuan Baobao, the fluffy and thick, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it, Teacher Fang is really clingy." Yan Nuo pulled Fang Le's hand and wrapped it, the fingertips of this person were cold, "When you encounter a problem, you don't need to call you, just move your toes. convenient."

Fang Le felt more and more that buying this warm baby was a godlike operation.

"I also have a gift for you." Yan Nuo let go of Fang Le's hands, turned to pick off his scarf, and unbuttoned his clothes. Fang Le let him move, and his tone was full of expectation, "No gift, nothing. I heard you say it."

"I bought it when you didn't know it. It's absolutely practical." Yan Nuo took off his down jacket, then got up and took out a shiny green military coat from the closet.

Fang Le: "..."

Seeing his frozen expression, Yan Nuo laughed loudly, "I know it's a bit ugly, but it's really warm, you should put it on first."

An extra-long military coat that can reach Fang Le's calves. The buttons are still designed as British-style double-breasted buttons -- ancient and modern, Chinese and Western. The collar, cuffs, and placket are all detachable. Fake fur, the fur is fur, but it is not very comfortable to touch, like the fur of a wild cat that has not lived a good life.

There is no full-length mirror in the dormitory, but it can be seen from Yan Nuo's expression that no matter who puts on such an old revolutionary military coat, it will be full of joy, but it is indeed warm, and it will be hot as soon as you put it on , Fang Le had done enough tricks, crossed his hands into his cuffs and hid them in front of his chest, looking decent, "Why don't you give me a green hat anymore."

Yan Nuo laughed uncontrollably, turned around and took out another one from the closet, "Here, I bought two on purpose, so it's easy for me to wear a couple outfit with you, I guess one short sleeve is enough for me. "

What an ingenious couple outfit.

Fang Le also laughed out loud, seeing Yan Nuo wearing the happiest outfit ever, he didn't even care about the ugliness, "Okay, okay, if you get hot, open it up, and take a cigarette, the entire landlord's house Prince Yan came to collect the protection fee."

Fang Le is warm, while Yan Nuo is hot. He took off his sweater and only wore a hooded sweater underneath, and wrapped the scarf around Fang Le carefully, "Let's go, collect protection money."