Knowledge and Practice

Walking out of the store, Xiao Xingyi was looking for a suitable snack bar nearby. The commercial street next to the school has a lot of food, but with Yan Zenan’s shopping attitude just now, these messy articles may not be able to enter. The young master's eyes.

Sure enough, when Xiao Xingyi was still thinking about which restaurant to choose, the person on the side said: "I don't want to eat, next time."

"Then, let's go back." Xiao Xingyi actually had the urge to say thank you to him, if he didn't worry about what the "next time" would be like.

"It's still early, do you want to play a game?"

"What?" Yan Zenan probably inherited the physique of not being surprised by words, and Xiao Xing couldn't help being stunned when he heard it. "Playing ball" is amazing, is it because a pair of glasses is not enough?

"No, I don't want to, I don't want to go!" Xiao Xingyi categorically refused, ready to stay away from this person who wanted to think about it, and before he could move freely, Yan Zenan put a hand on his shoulder , Xiao Xing glanced sideways, it was still the hand that hadn't subsided.

Crazy, playing ball?Do you think you have too many hands and want to lose one?

Seeing Xiao Xingyi's disgusted face, Yan Zenan became even more excited, and the hand hooked on his shoulder moved a little more, pulling the people around him to his side:

"Then come with me, I can dribble with one hand, let me have one hand?"

"Let you MB..." Xiao Xing muttered in a low voice. The person next to him was half a head taller than him, and being dragged across his shoulders at such a close distance made him feel the discomfort of being coerced. The key is this The strength of the injured person is not small, he can only try to push the hand away from his body with a little force.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" As soon as Xiao Xing touched Yan Zenan's hand, there was a cry like a pig being killed.

It didn’t hurt when I got the needle, and it didn’t hurt when I pinched it hard on the stairs, but now it hurts when I touch it?

However, I have to say that the wailing sound of Pengci is still very eye-catching. Many girls in the passerby are quite concerned about their "slapstick" behavior, and they smiled and paid attention.

Xiao Xingyi's resistance was fruitless, so he could only take out his mobile phone from his pocket, intending to divert his attention.

The mobile phone is habitually muted in class, and after class, I was tossed here to get glasses, and I didn't take them out all afternoon.

"Sorry, I won't accompany you today."

"?"

Yan Zenan felt that the people beside him stopped suddenly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the direction Xiao Xingyi was looking at. It seemed that a missed call hung on the screen of the mobile phone. Who would look for him so late?

"Go, don't waste much time, and make sure to return to the dormitory before 11 o'clock"

The more I can't move him, the more I want to pester him. What's going on?Yan Zenan did not let go of the hand on Xiao Xing's shoulder, and tried to pull him forward together again.

But the people around him were still motionless, and the "injured patient" of Pengci felt that the palm of his hand was a bit strained, and after trying to no avail, he let go of his hand helplessly.

"Then tomorrow? When will you finish class tomorrow?" Yan Zenan gave in once in a while.

"What?" Xiao Xingyi looked at the phone and lost his mind.

"When will get out of class end tomorrow?" Yan Zenan repeated in a good-tempered manner, becoming more curious about the missed calls on Xiao Xingyi's phone screen.

"Tomorrow around 4 o'clock in the afternoon." Xiao Xing returned to him without looking up.

"No class tonight?"

"kindness."

"Okay...then see you tomorrow." The dormitories of the two universities were not in the same direction, and the absent-minded look on the other side was not cute at all, so Yan Zenan could only leave resentfully.

Xiao Xingyi didn't notice when Yan Zenan left, so he turned back to the dormitory on his own, and impatiently called back the missed call that hung on the phone screen.

"Beep, beep, beep, the call you made is temporarily unanswered..."

Probably busy, Xiao Xingyi waited for a few minutes, and then dialed again.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep..."

Still no one answered, Xiao Xingyi was a little impatient. When he was in a hurry, he had a habit of ignoring the news on his mobile phone. "New Vitality" clicked all the way to "The cartoonist who used to be your emoji dies"

Could it be because I didn't receive it just now?

No, no, Xiao Xing shook his head, trying to get this thought out of his mind.

"Hey, is it OK?"

It wasn't until a gentle and familiar voice came from the other end of the conversation that he flicked the news with his fingertips before he stopped. …

The author has something to say: I’m sorry for being a bit short. Recently, I’ve worked out the detailed outline again, practiced the rhythm of the story, and then 1/4 will enter a story stage, so I’ll grind it out, and this article is more realistic I'm abusive, I'm still thinking about where to put the wheels,,,, blah blah