Although Yuan Yun ignored him, there was no impatient or sullen look in his eyes, instead he gave him a fixed look. That glance was a little long, Yuan Yun stared at his fluffy bangs, and the thin earlobes that swayed as he swayed, and when the light from the window shone, it was a bit transparent, as if it was white and reflective—

Yuan Yun's eyes gradually appeared some emotions that Rong Wan couldn't understand.

Rong Wan wanted to ask again, but saw Yuan Yun paused, suddenly stretched out a slender hand towards him, and opened the math textbook on his desk, with three papers neatly in it.

"So much?!" Rong Wan asked.

There are already three papers in one day for mathematics alone! Are today's students so miserable? !

Yuan Yun nodded slightly, then lowered his head to write the question, Hao's expressionless profile still showed indifference. But Rong Wan stared at him, still pondering a little bit of beauty in his heart.

The mood that followed the whole day was flying.

During the lunch break, most of the classmates went back to the classroom to rest on their stomachs on the table after eating for a while. In the foreground, they ate out at noon. After eating, they were naturally picked up by the car. But this week, he didn't go back to Jing's house for dinner, and because his grandfather was critically ill recently, Jing's father and Jing's mother didn't care about him, so he naturally stayed at school at noon.

It was very hot during the lunch break, and Xia Chan kept learning about it. As soon as the heat on the ground steamed, the whole school became a huge steamer.

Especially when they are in class three, facing west.

There is a vertical air conditioner in the classroom, but in order to save electricity bills, the school has explicitly requested that it can only be turned on in July and August. In other months, the temperature must be over 39 degrees. It's so hard to live. Today's weather forecast temperature is only 38.5 degrees.

Rong Wan collapsed on the table, soaked in sweat and about to faint.

There are still four electric fans in the classroom, which were bought by the classmates last year and placed in four directions.

The electric fan was on the highest setting, but Rongwan was still hot and sweaty on his forehead and neck.

Because this location is just next to the west window, the afternoon is the hottest, and it is in the corner. The fan head swings around and can't blow him.

Rong Wan was too hot to fall asleep. He looked at Yuan Yun who was taking a nap with his eyes closed. Seeing that he was breathing evenly and facing the wall, he wondered if he had fallen asleep.

The classroom is very noisy, no one cares about the lunch break, those who love to sleep sleep, and those who don't want to rest just play games and chat.

Rong Wan couldn't help walking over, and moved the fan that was close to him at an angle so that it could blow to him.

As soon as he moved, the boy closest to the fan shouted hot.

"Jing Yizhi, why are you fooling around? I've been woken up by the heat." That boy didn't get good grades. He usually mixed up in the class. pleasing to the eye.

Rong Wan was so hot that he pulled his short-sleeved neckline in front of the electric fan and said, "Move it a little bit, you can blow it, and so can I."

The boy was not convinced: "So why do you have to sit here? You even robbed me of an electric fan, wouldn't there be a big ceiling fan above your head blowing when you sit in the middle? Before you came, a few of us here kept this electric fan. Blow it for sure!"

After Rong finished holding his breath, he was thinking about saying something, and the classmate next to the boy said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically, "Jing Yizhi, let your rich dad install another air conditioner in the classroom, please pay more for the electricity bill. Well, wouldn't we all be cool in that way?"

"I..." Just as Rong Wan was about to speak, there was a sudden sound of a chair behind him, and an indifferent and slender figure brushed his shoulders.

The man twisted the fan head toward the window with one hand, just in front of Rong Wan's position, and then fixed it without saying a word. The fan head didn't swing, and the boys couldn't blow it, they were dumbfounded.

Yuan Yun lifted his eyelids and glanced at them.

No one dared to speak.

The boss wanted to blow the fan, and a few boys turned back embarrassingly, folded the paper into a small fan, and swallowed it.

Chapter 43

The cool breeze from the fan blows away the sultry heat in the heart.

Rong Wan tried his best not to show it, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, and he couldn't help but grin in the end.

This afternoon, the fan was blowing on him alone, and it was very cool, but after the blowing, felt a little embarrassed, so turned the fan back—

Otherwise, looking at the sweating posture of the boys, he was really afraid that the boys would take off their shoes in the classroom, which is not a trivial matter of serious air pollution.

This week just went by. According to the practice of Henggao, there will be a holiday on Sunday night, and the students will go back to their respective homes.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon and the sun had not yet set, the children in the class started to get restless. One by two, they went to play ball and eat kebabs in the evening.

Rong Wan was packing his things and glanced at Yuan Yun who was still writing the question quietly and indifferently. There was finally a cool breeze outside the window, blowing on him. There was no smell of sweat from a stinky boy, only a faint smell of clean washing powder penetrated into Rong. Finish the tip of the nose.

He has a total of three sets of papers at hand. If he has finished writing them all, he should go back after eight or nine o'clock, which means that he will go back after the normal self-study in the evening.

In fact, Rong Wan wanted to stay with him for a while, but he couldn't bear the fact that Erjingyi's friends outside the window kept urging him to play basketball-Xiang's favorite was to play basketball, and he would go to the playground every day, and These friends have been waiting for Rong to finish playing basketball for a few days. If they don't play with them again today, I am afraid they will be suspicious.

The boy outside shouted: "Jing Yizhi, come on! You don't have any enthusiasm for basketball. Are you fucking a girl?!"

Seeing that the more they talked, the more outrageous they were, Rong Wan quickly picked up his schoolbag and rushed out: "Come here, stop shouting."

Rong Wan's basketball was not as good as Jing Yizhi's, so he barely showed any flaws. He was laughed at by the group of friends, and he just planned to go home with his schoolbag on his back. Before he went back, he deliberately went to the classroom on the third floor to take a look. Seeing that Yuan Yun's seat was empty, he was relieved.

The family is still gloomy, because of the operation for grandpa.