break the head

In the second year of high school, liberal arts and science were divided into subjects. Some students chose liberal arts and went to other classes, and some new students came in the class.For Fang Yizhuo, not much has changed. The same table is still his close buddy Bai Ye, and Fang Zhuo, who cannot get rid of him, still sits unwaveringly in the last row for hundreds of years.Over there, there are a few enthusiastic and eventful friends who are introducing new classmates. They are really overly enthusiastic.

"There are two Fang yizhuo in our class. The one over there who pulled [-] million is Yiyi Yi, Zhuo who is excellent. The one in the last row who is quiet and sullen is Xi from Weicheng Chaoyu, who is light and dusty. Shouzhuo returns to Sonoda clumsy."

The new classmate asked: "I heard that there are two yizhuos in your third class. They have a good relationship."

"It's okay, I can't tell, let's love each other and kill each other."

"Hey, there was a girl in my class before who kept asking to pick the number one brother in your class. Who is the number one brother?"

"Big Buddha."

"What? Who is the big Buddha? I'm ignorant, and the two yizhuos are in the same frame."

The newlyweds turned around one after another and saw Fang Yizhuo walking to the last row and driving away Fang Zhizhuo's tablemate Liu Muhao viciously, and swaggered to sit next to Fang Zhizhuo, his face seemed a bit ugly, why did he start to gnash his teeth again Oh, why are you touching people's heads again, why are you talking and smiling at each other.

Sitting down, Fang Yizhuo crossed his legs and said with a straight face: "I said, why are you so pretentious, you have to read poems to introduce names."

Fang Xi's clumsy eyes couldn't leave the English Red Book and said flatly: "I don't want to either, you can try to give my two-character group a word."

"Cut, why don't you just form a word, and you can form it—err, that, that's clumsy, it's clumsy."

"I don't want it, I mean modesty."

Fang Yizhuo really gritted his teeth, and said sourly: "Cultural people, cultural people, what name do you want to name your child in the future, it won't be the same tune."

Fang Zhuo turned around, looked into Fang Yizhuo's eyes sincerely, and said seriously: "I won't think about children if I don't have the ability. Look at these children, they have been abused by Liulu milk powder, and they even exploded into immortality. Fake vaccine incident, sent to kindergarten and may suffer various sexual assaults, but we have no way to complain, we can only watch the bad guys get away with it, maybe we will be beaten and accused of slander, after all, the surveillance will always fail at critical moments .Maybe walking out of school and going home happily will be stabbed or abducted by people from the mind-twisting newspaper office. Hell is empty, and demons are in the world. Are you capable of protecting them from growing up safely? Can't give them a safe If you don’t want a healthy living environment, don’t bring them into this world.”

Fang Yizhuo was left speechless by what he said, so he patted him on the head and said: "Don't be so pessimistic, you see, we are all living well, life is always getting better and better, One generation will be better than the next, regardless of the post-90s and post-00s, or the post-10s.”

"I also hope that children in the future can grow up eating cute food instead of drinking six-way milk powder and taking immortality vaccines."

"Are you going to eat ice cream later?"

"eat."

After eating ice cream in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo went to the office with a five-san to ask questions. The office door was ajar, and he could hear the laughter and conversation inside. Just as he was about to knock on the door and call for a report, he was stumped by their words up.

[Look at the two people in your class, Fang Zhizhuo, whose names have the same pronunciation, why is there such a big gap. 】

[I think the student with poor grades can't read well, he's too impetuous and can't calm down. 】

[This child is the kind who likes to show off, so he should be very pampered at home. 】

[She's not skinny, but she's very popular and active. I still like my student number zero very much. 】

[But this achievement is hard to describe in words, I think it is hopeless. 】

……

After thinking for a while, he pushed the door open and entered. The voice inside stopped abruptly, and a teacher laughed and said, "Oh, I happened to be chatting with you. Last year, I was second in the final grade. This semester, I will strive to be the first."

The teacher in charge called him over and said, "No. [-], you came just in time. Your deskmate will not participate in night self-study at night. I will let No. [-] sit with you. How about you tutoring him with his homework?"

"Well, if he agrees, I have no objection." Fang Zhuo thought how such a proud person would agree, and to save a person with poor grades, turning a dead wood into a miracle, is tantamount to finding a bald man for himself Work, too much trouble.

The teacher in charge said as if he was in full control of me: "Okay, that's the deal."

Fang Xizhuo took out the exercise booklet for the teacher to answer questions. When the teacher was looking at the questions, he said, "Teacher, the lucky bamboo on your desk looks really good. Is it the one that our class gave on Teacher's Day?"

The head teacher looked up at the lush and verdant lucky bamboo on the table and said with a smile: "Isn't that right, the teachers in the class all have a small potted plant, so you have a heart."

Fang Yizhuo, who was always gentle, raised his volume and said, "This was suggested by another Fang Yizhuo in our class."

"This kid is quite delicate."

The Chinese teacher sitting opposite put down his teacup and said, "One of you has a clear understanding of the world, and the other has a good understanding of human nature. I think it's very good."

After asking the question, Fang Xizhuo walked out of the office, just as Fang Yizhuo, a delicate young man, was about to knock on the door and come in.

"Why are you here?" Fang Zhuo was not worried that the teachers would continue the topic just now, but just asked politely.Those teachers who laughed at Fang Yizhuo didn't dare to speak anymore, probably because they felt that they couldn't hold their heads up in front of a teenager, because they saw a poor student who only knew how to laugh instead of help.

Fang Yizhuo hid the Chinese dictation book back, shook his head and said, "It's none of your business." Then he walked in sideways.

It's just that Fang Yizhuo didn't expect that it's none of his business now, but it will soon be his business.

The evening self-study started, and Fang Yizhuo cried and began to organize his homework and prepare to leave.Bai Ye flamboyantly said: "At the same table, Ya Meidie, don't leave me."

"Honey, I'm going to be a proton over there. I bear the humiliation so that I can get back the mobile phone I just put away. The head teacher is too cruel."

"Jiang is still old and spicy. From the moment I saw our class teacher squinting his eyes, I thought he was not easy to mess with."

"Why should I mess with him? I'm going to mess with the Great Buddha. I'm bound to drag the Great Buddha into trouble if I go this time."

Fang Zhuo didn't expect Fang Yizhuo to agree, and he was sitting beside him reluctantly.He said casually, "The teacher asked you to teach me how to study, you know. Some people in the class will say something about me later, and if the grades are not good, I need someone to teach me a little bit. All right, I can say whatever I like. Where do you start, Master Buddha?"

"Which one is best for you?"

"Believe it or not, I am also one of the best in English in my class."

"Then do that first."

Fang Yizhuo started to do the English test papers with doubts. Didn't the teacher say that he should overcome the difficult ones first, and then do the simple ones, so what happened to him?

The two sets of test papers were done in a hurry, and Fang Yizhuo proudly put the test papers on the Buddha table, looking at them at will and checking them at will.Dafo really looked at it casually, and then took out his English test paper, which was still blank, so he blatantly started copying his own test paper.

Fang Yizhuo didn't understand: "No, what do you mean?"

"I think there are too many English reading comprehensions, and you won't meet the same ones in the exam. It's a waste of time, so I copy yours. Similarly, I will help you with other homework, and I will copy the simple ones for you. Remember it’s not a small matter, but we work together.”

Fang Yizhuo was stunned, this person must be crazy, he looks so big because I copied other people's homework, who would come to me to copy homework.Why the hell am I here to be a proton, I'm here to make a kiss.After digesting the words of the Great Buddha, he said as a person who has experienced it: "Then remember to change a few answers, don't be exactly like me."

"I understand."

Fang Yizhuo saw that he was so good-for-nothing, and couldn't help feeling that he was pleasing to the eye. This is what a student should look like. Since then, he has listed him as his old revolutionary comrade-in-arms and thigh.After doing chemistry for a while, he felt that he couldn't do it any longer, so he poked the button next to it: "I'm hungry, what do you have to eat?"

The Great Buddha really found something for him to eat, but can scented tea be considered food?Fang Yizhuo chewed the rock sugar in it depressedly, and beeped softly: "It's such a beautiful time, it's a waste of time not to eat beef jerky." Looking at Brother Bai Ye in his hometown, Brother Bai Ye is better, it's better to follow him noodles to eat.

Dafo soaked the remaining flowers, and then began to give lectures to Fang Yizhuo, looking like a veteran cadre.Under his patient and gentle explanation, the first question was easily solved.While he was still thinking about it, the Buddha handed over his homework book and stopped explaining it.

Fang Yizhuo: "Hey, why didn't you talk about the second question?"

"The second question is a bit difficult for you. Some things cannot be forced, so I will copy them directly for you."

Fang Yizhuo pushed away his homework with great ambition and said, "Look down on me, I will understand if you tell me."

After one night of self-study, Fang Yizhuo found that he was quite efficient, because no one talked to him, and he didn't have a mobile phone to play with. Moreover, he had to fight for his old Fang family, so he could only struggle with homework painfully.

After class, it is really boring for the Buddha to still do his homework there.Fang Yizhuo asked: "Do you have any spare composition texts? Take out one."

Fang Zhuo thought he was going to practice composition, so he took it out, but after he got the notebook, he smiled and said, "Learn about backgammon."

"I don't play."

"I'm not competing with you to win or lose, but to relax a little bit. Do you understand the combination of work and rest?"

Fang Zhuo felt that it made sense, and after flipping a page at random, his face changed drastically, and he quickly closed it, but was snatched away by someone's hand. "Give it back to me quickly."

"What a good thing? Let me see." Fang Yizhuo fled to the corner and flipped through it casually. There were some small graffiti comics inside, and the drawings were quite vivid and full of wit.

Fang Xizhuo didn't bother to come over to grab him, knowing that the more you grab the opponent, the more aggressive he is, so it's better to ignore him.After waiting almost, he said: "If you don't want to play anymore, I will do other things if you don't play."

"Play, why don't you play." Fang Yizhuo walked back and turned to a blank page, raised his eyebrows and said, "You go first."

Fang Zhuo is not polite, you make me feel happy, so I picked up the black pen and started writing.

When the two of them were playing like equals, Bai Ye came over and said, "Okay, Zhuo, I thought you were in dire straits here, and the relationship is so happy, it's only been a day. Gouzi, you've changed."

"Don't make noise, don't you see we are playing chess?"

Bai Ye really stopped arguing. He poured himself a glass of water and stayed aside to watch them play chess. After watching them for a while, his hands felt itchy. He shook Fang Yizhuo and said, "In the next game, whoever loses will replace me."

It's a pity that when Bai Ye dropped the first ball, the class bell rang, so he could only leave with hatred.Fang Yizhuo picked up the pen and said happily: "I will replace him."

Fang Xizhuo put away the composition and said: "It's time to do homework. You are responsible for finishing the comparison between prokaryotic cells and eukaryotic cells. It's in the book."

"Okay, okay." Fang Yizhuo turned to look at the big Buddha. He was always refreshed, with clean and slender fingers. His expression was so focused that it felt like time had stopped.He hated himself for being so spineless in admiring the face of his deadly enemy, so he quickly put away his thoughts and started flipping through the books to spend the long evening self-study.