Chapter 83

It's winter, and although it doesn't snow much in the winter in City A, the damp and cold air can't stop digging into the sweater.

Xie Yu put down his pen, still wearing the coat that He Chao had just handed over to him, looked up at him, and said with a half-smile, "...you ask for such a low level?"

After he finished speaking, before He Chao could reply, Xie Yu called out "Brother" without any burden.

He has caught a little cold in the past two days. After playing basketball last time, he was sweating all over. He took off only the thin bottoming shirt inside, and the wind was blowing on the basketball court for half a class. When he speaks now, his voice is a little hoarse, with a bit of inadvertent laxity.

He Chao was almost distracted by this understatement.

Then He Chao buried half of his face in his palm, leaned back in his chair, and sighed in a low voice, "Who is punishing who?"

Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Yu raised his hand and pressed his temple, intending to get up and go back, but before he took two steps, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man behind him, and then he heard He Chao say, "Don't go away. ."

He Chao repeated: "Don't leave tonight."

Xie Yu stopped and let him hold without breaking free: "Brother Ye, let you go, what idiot said that."

He Chao said, "Yeah, what an idiot."

"..."

The brightly lit bedroom building was cut off. The patrol man was walking downstairs with a flashlight. The light of the flashlight cut through the night, and the light flashed through the window from time to time.

The single bed was too narrow, Xie Yu took off his sweater, and when he lay down, he was almost next to He Chao.

Xie Yu moved his legs uncomfortably, pasting the fabric against He Chao's leg, his ankle just touched him, He Chao snorted and warned in a low voice, "Don't move."

Xie Yu opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him.

The two occasionally spend the night in each other's dorms.

When it was time to turn off the lights, it wasn't that wanted to leave and didn't move for a long time, or that didn't make it.

Although No. 2 Middle School was very responsive to public opinion in terms of accommodation, and wanted to submit an application for a change of dormitory, the application could be completed within three days, but the situation of Xie Yu and He Chao was different.

Before, they were worried about the pile of extra-curricular tutorial books and real test papers in their dormitory, thinking that if they moved to live together, wouldn't they be able to get up in the middle of the night and do the questions secretly. Now that this worry is gone, I have also thought of changing bedrooms.

However, when Mad Dog received the application, he was so angry that he knocked on the desk and shouted, "You two, what do you want to do—do you two plan to play games every day until midnight? It's just your little tricks, I think I'll tell you more."

He Chao tried to defend himself: "Actually, we plan to study hard..."

Mad Dog threw the application directly into the trash: "Stop farting, don't even think about it, this matter is not negotiable. Go back to class quickly."

The consequence of being forced to sleep on a single bed was that Xie Yu woke up the next day with pain all over his body, and was woken up by the mad dog's broadcast.

There was too much homework. Not long after the school gate opened, Wanda and the others had already arrived in the classroom and exchanged homework with each other while eating breakfast.

Wanda copied half of the homework, and keenly heard the sound of someone pushing the door in. He raised his eyes, first heaved a sigh of relief, then stopped his eyes again, biting a small piece of fried dough stick in his mouth and said, "Morning, Brother Yu. What's the matter with you, your back hurts?"

Xie Yu was in a bad mood, and his head was a little dizzy, so he walked straight to the back row: "No."

"Hey, don't turn it over," Wanda lowered his head again, and found that Liu Cunhao's math workbook had been turned over by Luo Wenqiang, "I haven't finished copying it yet, wait a moment."

The two of them copied for a while without incident. Wanda copied it carefully. When taking breakfast, he didn't lift his head, and all depended on touching. After a long while, Luo Wenqiang finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Can you stop eating my buns?"

Wanda swallowed the last mouthful: "I said that something is not quite right. I obviously didn't buy beef stuffing..."

He Zhao brought a water cup and picked up the water in the back. Hearing this conversation, he couldn't help laughing.

He smiled and remembered the weird scene in the PE class before, and asked casually, "Last time, what were you doing with two female classmates around?"

Wanda's chewing action paused.

Luo Wenqiang copied halfway, stopped, and looked at Wanda for two seconds: "..."

Their class is a well-known class in the whole school. No matter how public relations explain it, it's useless. After they stopped two girls outside the basketball court last time, a new floor was opened in the school's post bar that day: Some people in the third class said they were Upright good brother, just ask who believes this.

The comments are almost all: Do you know the story of no silver three hundred taels here?

-Do not believe.

- Whoever believes that is an idiot.

There are too many posts, and with their three accounts alone, they can't get back to the replies.

He Chao didn't take it seriously, so he just asked casually. Unexpectedly, the two people's reaction was not quite right. After receiving the hot water, he put the water glass into Xie Yu's hand, and said, "Look at your expressions, there is a situation. ?"

Luo Wenqiang was so nervous that he couldn't straighten his tongue: "No, no, no situation!"

Anyway, Liu Cunhao was not there, so Wanda had an idea and pushed the mess directly to the monitor: "Yes... that's it, didn't the mouse participate in the student union before, there is something in the student union looking for him."

Luo Wenqiang breathed a sigh of relief and secretly gave Wanda a thumbs up: "Amazing."

It sounded reasonable, and He Chao didn't ask any more.

On the contrary, Xie Yu was holding the cup of hot water that He Chao had shoved over. His hand was half tucked into his sleeve, and the exposed half was slightly red from the cold. He touched the wall of the cup and asked him, "What are you doing for me? ."

"Can I have some snacks?" He Zhao sighed, "I have a cold, don't you know? Take off your jacket and try again next time you play."

Xie Yu was really uncomfortable these two days, he didn't care, he thought it was just a common cold and a minor illness. After He Chao said this, he was stunned for a while while holding the hot water.

In Zhou Dalei's eyes, Xie Yu was someone who had a fever and could go out to fight with him with a stick.

A lady recalled him to lie down and sleep for a while after taking the antipyretic medicine. Zhou Dalei didn't know the situation and came to knock on the door: "A fight? That little beast in the next street..."

After finishing the job, Zhou Dalei said happily, "Let's go, go to my stall and have a few drinks." Xie Yu threw the stick, and when he refused, his voice was hoarse. Only then did Zhou Dalei see that something was wrong and touched his forehead again. , piping hot.

Not a big deal.

But it was this little detail that I didn't notice, but I found that someone took it seriously.

Hands were a little warm.

Xie Yu didn't even notice it, but with the slowly rising temperature, his originally irritable mood was gradually suppressed.

More than half of the people in the classroom are already copying homework. Those who don't copy homework can't help but correct the answer and correct a few questions. When Xu Qingqing came to collect the test papers, He Chao had just started making up the homework.

"Brother Chao, you didn't write it," Xu Qingqing said, not surprised, she stood on the side with the stack of test papers and said, "Everyone hand in one set of test papers, you hand in half. You might as well not be like Brother Yu. Hand in... You can also fill it out, there is no article above, what answer do you choose?"

Under He Zhao's arm was the half-settlement end-of-settlement mock paper that he had managed to pull out from the table. Even if the entire reading article was printed on the other half of the missing test paper, it would not affect his answer in the slightest.

He Chao said, "It's all about feeling. Just feel right."

Xu Qingqing: "...I only feel that when you are finished, the English teacher will not let you go."

With one set of simulated papers for each subject, the end of the term finally arrived.

There are various banners floating in the food street at the entrance of No. 2 Middle School. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the final exam, the Zhuangyuan Building has launched a "20% off the whole venue" campaign with great fanfare.

——Welcome to the end of the term, warmly celebrate the candidates of No. 2 middle school to take the final exam, 20% off during the exam period!

"..."

"I will blow up the Zhuangyuan Building sooner or later. Their house is too much."

"Although the exam is painful, you can enjoy a happy vacation after the exam," Liu Cunhao said while directing everyone to move the tables and chairs. "Is it easier to think about it this way?"

Xie Yu had to move the table and chairs to the row on the left, and just dragged the chair for a few steps when he saw a girl in front was struggling to move it.

Her desk was full of books and materials. It was too heavy to push, and when she moved slowly, it blocked the person behind who was trying to move.

He Chao prepared a water pen, sat at the end of the first group, pinched the pen between his fingers and turned, looking sideways to see his children helping people move the table and chairs from the front of the row to the back.

Although it still looks the same on the surface, the weather is cold, and when I look at him, I feel that the temperature around me has dropped a few degrees.

The girl in the same class wondered if Xie Yu was upset because she was moving too slowly.

"Here?" Xie Yu stopped and asked.

"Yes, yes, thank you."

He Zhao looked at it, the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back a little bit.

Only after Xie Yu sat down did he realize that this person was staring at him. Just stare at him. He didn't know what he was laughing at.

The final exam took three days in total.

The atmosphere in every exam room was tense, except for the last one.

There are still those old faces in the poor student gathering place. It is useless for those who cheated to get high scores, and they were still beaten back by the mad dog. They all look like experts from outside the world, with strong psychological qualities, and they talk and laugh.

There are also those who care more about grades. Before the invigilator comes, they stand up and mobilize: "Whether we can have a good year depends on this exam."

"Everyone present, although we are in the bottom 30 of the grade, we can't give up hope. Let's work together, one question will be one question, as long as we gather wisdom and pass it on to every corner of the classroom..."

This group of candidates who say cheating is passing on wisdom is just like that. Even if the small notes fly around the exam room, everyone's strength is actually almost the same.

Xie Yu looked at He Chao's answer sheet, and after a few exams, He Chao did calmly pull up the scores of each subject.