who is your baby

The evening self-study in the first year of senior high school is optional. It is only stipulated that boarding students must come to the classroom at [-] o'clock on Sunday night to read books and solve problems. It doesn't matter if day students come or not.Thinking that Bai Xue was leaving, Mai Yangchun also put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Mom, I'm going to school."

Mama Mai scolded him: "What school are you going to? See how sick you are! Go tomorrow!"

Mai Yangchun walked to the entrance of the yard, wanting to see Bai Xue.Bai Xue just came out from the opposite yard, carrying the guitar that made his teeth itch with hatred, carrying the schoolbag, and waved to him with a smile: "Yangyang, go back, go to school tomorrow."

Mai Yangchun puffed up his cheeks, thinking, even you don't understand me, so he closed the door with a bang, turned his head and went back.

When Mama Mai was cleaning up the dishes, she was still muttering, "It's strange, why have you been sick for so long this time, shouldn't it be?"

Without saying a word, Mai Yangchun went back to the room, locked it, went into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, washed his hair and took a shower.

When he came out, he was still too lazy to dry his hair. Outside, Mama Mai exhorted loudly: "Yangyang, have you taken your medicine?"

Mai Yangchun took a medicine apart, wrapped it in a paper towel and threw it into the trash can, "Eat it." If it's bitter, whoever loves it will eat it.

"Don't wash in cold water!"

"Got it, the water is heating up." Sweating while washing?

"Don't blow the electric fan!"

Mai Yangchun looked at the fan with the strongest gear turned on, and cleared his throat: "Understood." It's summer, can you not turn it on.

"By the way, have you written your homework?"

Oops, homework!

Resigned to fate, Mai Yangchun pulled out the exercise book that was pressed under a pile of comic books, "Just write it."

The clock on the back was ticking, and it had moved four frames unknowingly. It was past nine o'clock. Mai Yangchun looked at most of the homework left, and then looked at the nib of the pen that was about to be bitten by himself, and simply threw it away. After writing, I got into bed.

The next day, when the group leader collected his homework, Mai Yangchun dug out the schoolbag that he had forgotten to close the zipper. After digging out for a long time, only the soy milk fritters he had just bought at the school gate.

...I seem to have forgotten to pack my schoolbag last night.

The team leader teased: "Why, Yangzi, can't you hand it over?"

Mai Yangchun coughed, and said in a good voice, "Honey, I was sick the day before yesterday, and I wasn't well yesterday..."

"Did you forget to bring it or didn't write it down?"

Mai Yangchun was pitiful: "I...have all..."

It was impossible not to be named, and he didn't want to embarrass others, so he obediently asked people to go to the next table to collect homework.He ate breakfast as if he was dying. The deep-fried sticks at the school gate were really hard. Every time he swallowed, his throat hurt as if it was worn out. He still didn’t eat it until the group leader issued an order from the head teacher to let him go out and stand for punishment. over.

The head teacher is the school leader, so he is busy, so he doesn't have much time to spend in this class, so it is impossible to come over to patrol at this time.Mai Yangchun was also famously heartless, so he simply took his breakfast and leaned against the wall outside the classroom to eat while his classmates read aloud.

He was in a daze, chewing slowly, completely oblivious to a person standing in front of him at some point.Until the person woke him up: "Student."

"Ah?" Mai Yangchun swallowed what was in his mouth, "something..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

The boy in front of him is wearing a school uniform today, a blue and white ordinary style, and it fits neatly on him like a haute couture suit. His lips are red and white, his eyebrows are picturesque, and the smile on his lips is cold and distant, as if he has been accurately measured with a protractor. Yes, if it goes up a little more, it will be too enthusiastic, and if it goes down a little more, it will be unreasonable. Such an arc appears gentle and appropriate.

Seeing him, Jiang Xintong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well, it's you."

Mai Yangchun didn't want to answer him, so he changed to his approachable and casual manner on Friday evening, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Xintong raised the notebook in Yang's hand, "Student Council, check the morning reading situation, why are you here?"

"Punishment, isn't it obvious enough?" His tone seemed to be tingly.

"Well, eating is forbidden in the teaching building." Jiang Xintong didn't give him another look. He stood at the door and scanned the inside of the class for a few times. He wrote a few words with his eyelashes down, drew a hook, and left directly.

Mai Yangchun also followed behind him and took a few steps.Jiang Xintong turned around and asked lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

Mai Yangchun stuffed the last piece of fried dough stick into his mouth in front of him, and said vaguely: "It's shameful to waste it." Before he finished speaking, he threw the paper bag into the trash can, regardless of the pain in his throat that almost sparked Feeling, raised the corners of his mouth proudly: "Are you right, senior?"

Jiang Xintong squinted at him, smiled softly, went upstairs without reply, leaving only a tall and thin back view of him.

...Sure enough, pretend/force/offend.

The flag will be hoisted at the end of morning reading on Monday, and the school uniforms for the first year of senior high school have not been finished yet, and everyone dresses individually, so the team looks messy.The previous half month was spent in military training, and this was their first time raising the flag, so they couldn't figure out the exact location and order of formation, so it was inevitable that they would be in a hurry and make a lot of noise, not to mention that the head teacher of class six had no time to lead them.

Mai Yangchun was the leader during the military training, and now he is also taking on the important task of rectifying the team.While directing, the squad leader said loudly to Mai Yangchun: "Yangzi, go to the right, the group of people in school uniforms are sophomores! Go and ask someone to help us, preferably the squad leader or something!"

Mai Yangchun trotted, searching for the crowd wearing blue and white school uniforms, until he stopped at the first row, grabbed a small girl, and raised a standard eight-teeth smile: "Hi, I'm a sixth grader in high school." Class, because the class teacher is not here, there is a problem, can you borrow your class leader to use it?"

"Sure." Seeing his bright smile, the girl couldn't help stammering, "Jiang, Jiang Xintong!"

In the next second, she saw that handsome junior with a stiff smile.

Jiang Xintong...?

Damn, this is Class [-], Grade [-]!Jiang Xintong is the first in grade, of course he is in class one!

Mai Yangchun wished he could beat himself to death, what's wrong with running a few more steps, huh?Can't you go to class two, huh?

It was too late, Jiang Xintong had already walked out of the team, walking towards the direction of the first year of high school without haste.After walking a few steps, he didn't see Mai Yangchun following up, so he turned his head and asked without emotion: "Are you in no hurry?"

Hurry, why not hurry, I'm in a hurry to smash your dog's head off!

Mai Yangchun angrily took two or three steps forward, leaving Jiang Xintong behind, but Jiang Xintong didn't care, and followed leisurely.

Jiang Xintong is indeed experienced, with two or three sentences and a few actions, the class becomes orderly.Mai Yangchun stood aside, listening to the girls chattering in love, and felt even more upset.Jiang Xintong greeted the squad leader a few words, and when he was about to leave, he saw Mai Yangchun standing still with puffed cheeks, pretending to be unintentional, and reminded him in a warm voice: "Student, stand behind Gao, you should be the last one."

the last one?

Are you mocking yourself?

I really want to smash your dog's head off!

High school was indeed much stricter than junior high school. At least Mai Yangchun had never been punished to stand all morning because he couldn't finish his homework.

When school was over, his dizziness was unbearable, and his legs were sore and numb. Lin Xun helped him carry his schoolbag and asked worriedly, "What's the matter, can you be troubled by standing? It's unscientific."

Mai Yangchun said in a low voice, "Honey, you don't care about me at all. I got sick on Saturday and I'm not well now."

"...All right, all right, my fault."

Mai Yangchun went downstairs while complaining, and when he reached the stairs on the first floor, he saw Bai Xue standing at the door of the classroom, chatting and laughing with Jiang Xintong.He stopped talking slowly and stood still.Lin Xun also looked over, and his heart skipped a beat, this...meeting rivals in love!

Mai Yangchun didn't say anything, just watched quietly.Lin Xun didn't dare to show his anger—don't look at Mai Yangchun's stupid appearance, in fact he is really an idiot, the kind who can do anything when he gets emotional, and can't be stopped.

There are too many people going downstairs, they are not easy to block the way, so they are crowded in the corner.The two of them didn't pay attention to them the whole time. They chatted for about seven or eight minutes. The smile on Jiang Xintong's lips remained undiminished, and Bai Xue looked very happy, and finally said goodbye reluctantly.

Jiang Xintong gradually disappeared from their sight, Bai Xue also went back to the classroom to pack up her things, and Mai Yangchun was still staring at the place where they were standing just now, her eyes were red.

Lin Xun stood behind him and patted his shoulder: "Yangzi, you..."

Mai Yangchun didn't look back.

"You... don't be too angry, okay? Maybe they just chat, the kind of good friends?"

Mai Yangchun knocked off his hand.

Lin Xun became impatient, and turned his shoulders to look at him—Mai Yangchun blinked his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and pursed his lips tightly, trying to suppress his sobs, feeling aggrieved and sad It's going to kill me.

Lin Xun looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh my ancestor! Don't cry! My heart is about to break!"

Mai Yangchun finally burst into tears, wrinkled his face and hiccupped, buried his head on his shoulder, and the wet and hot tears slowly seeped into his clothes.Lin Xun hugged him, thinking to himself, this idiot is really, he can't stop crying...