Girlfriend is Fierce and Cute, Please Respect Yourself

"No, Yiyi was not like this before. I didn't even notice when she changed."

In the woman's memory, Yiyi should be the kind of girl with Jiangnan euphemism, and this kind of proactive behavior does not seem like something she can do.

But now that the inherent impression was broken, she had to accept this fact.

"Xiaotong is in Jinghua now, what if I bump into him when I come back?"

"I told you not to worry about it, haven't you taken a shower today?"

"How can I care to wash? I used to never close the door when I was doing my homework, but now I always close the door every time I go there. God knows what they are doing inside, right! That's right!"

The woman seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and frantically searched for it in the bedside table.

"What are you looking for?"

The man frowned involuntarily. If he remembered correctly, there should be only one thing in that small drawer.

"****, I just remembered this now, Yiyi's knees were so red that they were almost swollen, and she knelt for half an hour at least, do you think the bastard will come and steal when we are not paying attention? "

"%×@#￥%...do you still remember this?"

"I definitely can't remember one or two, but how could they only use one or two at their age?"

If Zaizi and Yiyi really did something to steal the forbidden fruit, then it is possible for this young and energetic man to disappear two or three times or even more, and it is impossible not to notice that so many disappear at once.

"Is that less?"

"It seems... not less... no! I still have to listen to what they are doing."

The woman said that she was about to go out. Anyway, the sound insulation effect of the door at home is not so perfect. You can still hear something if you put your ears on it.

"Calm down for me, make it look like a spy."

The man stood up helplessly, blocking the only way out with his body.

I can come up with such a "rotten" idea by eavesdropping. Is this person in front of him still the spooky Lin Mo?

"Then how do you explain Yiyi's knee?"

"What am I explaining, I haven't even read it..."

"Then it's just right now. I'll take you to have a look, and you'll understand what I mean. Well, who's okay to kneel like that?"

"I don't want to look at it, so you should calm down, take the clothes, and I'll accompany you to take a shower..."

Spicy teacher Fang Yiyi

"Ye Xi, will you go out with me tomorrow?"

"what?"

Because of homework, now he opened his mouth to take the cherry handed by Fang Yiyi, and gave her a questioning look by the way.

According to the plan, we should stay at home to review these few days, and ask me to go out with her to do something. I just came back from Jinghua with sore body and lack of energy, and I really can't do what I want.

"I have a movie I want to see, tomorrow is the premiere day."

"Ah? Why don't you go to Xiaoxi and Tang Tang?"

Watching a movie doesn't seem like what Fang Yiyi and I can do, it feels a little weird.

The way my mother looked at me just now was already very weird. If she finds out that I went to the movies with Fang Yiyi again, I'm afraid I'm going to be in two boats.

"Aren't they going to review? I asked and said they don't have time..."

"No way? Are you so sensible?"

If Fang Yiyi didn't say it, I would have ignored Xiaoxi and Tang Tang and had to review it.

But it shouldn’t be. If I could hang out with Fang Yiyi in the past, Tang Tang’s side might not be sure, but Xiaoxi must be the one who runs the fastest. Why did Hao Duanduan change his temper this time? Could it be true? Do you understand my painstaking efforts?

"Yeah, they don't want to disappoint you as a brother, so it's inconvenient for me as a sister to force them to watch, what do you think?"

"Well, but what movie do you want to see?"

How should I put it now, an inexplicable sense of "father-like relief" surged in my heart.

All the soreness in his body and the sense of powerlessness in his heart disappeared in front of the good news that Xiaoxi knew how to review.

"Here! Just this one, I'll buy a ticket if you want..."

"Let me see!"

Taking Fang Yiyi's phone and taking a look, the movie is called "A Little Thing of First Love".

The male and female protagonists on the poster look pretty good, but I don’t know any of them. I subconsciously think it’s a low-cost literary movie, but after a closer look, I feel that the facial features of the male and female protagonists are a bit biased towards the looks of Southeast Asians. After digging through the details of the movie a little bit, I found that this is really the case...

"Thai?"

"Well, it's not a Hollywood blockbuster, but it's a youth theme, so it's relatively small, and there aren't even many films scheduled. This time in the morning is the best time."

"Then you still watch, isn't there a blockbuster movie?"

It's not yet the damn domestic protection month, so there are still foreign blockbusters showing in theaters.

Although it has been released for almost a month, I don't think Fang Yiyi has much time to watch it. I have only heard of it but haven't seen it. If I want to watch a movie, I still prefer that kind of movie.

"But the reviews of this movie are very good. If you don't watch it, you will regret it..."

"Are you sure you can watch it? I get a headache when I hear those languages ​​in Southeast Asia."

Although I haven't seen it, one of the important reasons why I don't like it is Thailand.

Although there is no high or low language, there is a level of beauty. In Southeast Asian countries such as Myanmar, Laos, Thailand, and Cambodia, their languages ​​sound like a real headache.

The most intuitive example is Japan and South Korea next door. Everyone learns their culture from China, but Japanese is better than Korean in terms of font and pronunciation.

"Have you forgotten what I used to pass the time when I didn't come to your house?"

"Watching a movie?"

Although Fang Yiyi and I met outside the school for the first time in a coffee shop, since she is asking this question now, if I don't answer the answer related to the movie, I will look a little mentally retarded.

I have always thought that watching movies is the best way to waste time. It takes two hours to sit down, and two hours to sit down. It’s almost enough to watch five movies all day long.

Besides, City S is an international metropolis, and the scale of the movie theater is different from other places, and the movies that are showing at the same time can't be watched.

"It's just one of them, but it's the big head. I've watched almost all the movies released in theaters these years, whether good or bad, domestic or foreign. Do you think the language barrier is the reason that prevents me from going to the premiere? Is it? You will get used to it after listening to it..."

"..."

Hearing what Fang Yiyi said, it seemed that what I was worried about was not within her consideration.

She really doesn't care about the movie's fame, it all depends on her personal preferences, so it's inconvenient for me to persuade her, after all, she wants to go to the movies, and I'm just the one to accompany her.

"How about it? I'm a little bored going alone, anyway, you're almost done writing, so why don't you just stay with me?"

"Come on, there are those damn political and historical places, copying books makes me a headache and a pain in my hands."

Fang Yiyi is using "white lies" to fool me, but I know how much homework I have left.

I have said more than once that I hate this kind of short vacation. Those teachers are like crazy. Everyone says that they don’t have much homework, and then add it together and explode. It’s better to leave it alone for a weekend. I feel that the homework can be reduced by at least half.

"It's okay! I'll write it for you when the time comes..."

As Fang Yiyi said, she grabbed the pen in my hand, then wrote down my name on the draft paper, and finally pulled over the line of my name on the test paper for comparison.

"look!"

"Hey, do you still have this skill?"

What the hell did I see?

If I hadn't seen the whole story, I'm afraid that when Fang Yiyi showed it to me, I would still feel that I wrote it myself, but I can't remember the time now.

How can Fang Yiyi's handwriting be so similar to mine?

I have copied her homework, and her handwriting should be more gentle and rounded, not as thin as mine.

"I don't know, I also discovered it by accident. It's not like learning from others, but learning from yours is one-on-one. Maybe the copybooks we bought when we were two children are the same."

"Excellent, I can't even tell the difference..."

God knows how Fang Yiyi discovered it accidentally, but now that the facts are in front of my eyes, I have to believe it. I am afraid that Xia Tong will not be able to distinguish my handwriting from Fang Yiyi's. The degree of imitation is really too exaggerated.

The fonts I practiced when I was a child were very complicated, and the one with the longest time should be the thin gold font. The concept of practicing calligraphy first came about because I saw my mother's handwriting, which was particularly "cute".

As we all know, Chinese characters pay attention to the square and circle of a character, but my mother can write artistic fonts with a hard pen. At first glance, it looks soft, but it looks very comfortable.

After my mother told me that it was a talent discovered during handwriting practice, I firmly believed that I could also discover it. When I realized that it was my mother who fooled me, the thin gold body with a hard pen had already written superbly.

Looking back now, I don’t regret it at all. If it weren’t for this thin handwriting, I would never have gotten such a high score in the senior high school entrance examination. As long as it is a subjective question, I can still score higher than others for the same answer.

"So in exchange for you going to the movies with me, how about I come back and copy your homework for you?"

"That's not good?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Politics, history, and places are all piles of words anyway. I won't hurt you by copying them for you. Now it's mainly about mathematics that you can't let your guard down."

"just forget it……"

As soon as I finished my sentence, Fang Yiyi showed a disappointed expression on her face, but I think she must have misunderstood what I meant, so she hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

"I mean, forget about copying my homework for me, and watch a movie with you. Anyway, the vacation is long enough..."

Squeezing shoulders and beating legs is not considered oppression by the other party Yiyi, but copying homework is different. I am such a thin-skinned person, I can't do this kind of animal thing.

But it's strange to say that Fang Yiyi is the monitor of the class, and she is too serious in the class, but she is a little too indulgent with me, and she can even say such things as helping me copy my homework. I will never believe it.

"That's good. Shall I thank you?"

"Thank you, no need. I don't know what I didn't write. You can teach me."

What Tu Qiongjian said is just me, the "insidious villain".

It was rather embarrassing to hand the test paper in front of Fang Yiyi. It is definitely not because I know a lot that I can write so fast.

"Why are there so many empty spaces? Did you get lazy when I was away?"

"How can I be serious every day!"

Conscience of heaven and earth, mathematics is what I study most seriously now, but politics, history and geology are all fooled around.

Those things have long been remembered in my mind, just a quick glance before the exam, but mathematics is the only ailment in my heart forever, once Fang Yiyi left, I lost my mind.

"This is also serious? Why do I feel that all my hard work this year has been in vain? What have you learned?"