30-day countdown to the college entrance examination

[PM on Thursday, May 5]

Suddenly, ten days have passed, and there are only 20 days left before the college entrance examination.

The weather suddenly became hot, and the sun was scorching the earth. The children who came to school at noon were sweating profusely, wishing to reserve the cold drink shop at the school gate.

Yan's real estate and school are on the same street, facing south, and stepping on the "safety zone" along the road, occasionally feeling a gust of cold wind blowing from the store, which is very refreshing.

Wang Yiyi sat in a wheelchair, whimsical: "Buy a melon and go to the classroom."

"You are in a wheelchair, thinking so much every day? Didn't I clean up the melon skin in the end?"

"Don't you want to eat?"

"...Think, I want to eat iced watermelon."

Lu Ye took care of this group of "maternal family". On Monday, the whole class distributed milk tea, on Tuesday ordered takeaway duck necks between classes, and on Wednesday cut watermelon to eat. Is this a college entrance examination classroom or a melon eating conference?

Wang Yiyi patted his wheelchair, "I have a car, the trunk can hold three or four."

Yan Yan said: "Walk, walk, buy, buy, buy."

Lu Ye was pushed and shoved by two people, and came to the fresh fruit supermarket, Wang Yiyi and the boss chatted immediately: "Hey buddy, here are some melons, not too sandy, sweeter, and iced."

The boss said: "Okay, no sweet, no money!"

He also asked what happened to Wang Yiyi's feet, and the two didn't seem like they met for the first time.

Yan Yan asked Lu Ye: "What else do you want to eat? Strawberry? Mango? Kiwi?"

Lu Ye shook his head, "No need."

He was not very active in going to the classroom at noon recently, because the ignorant guy didn't know what was wrong. Every day in the classroom, when he was on the order, he would move his hands and feet. The neighbor expressed surprise at the "friendship" between the two of them, but he could only bear it.

The melons were picked quickly, the boss weighed them, paid for them strictly, and put the three melons in the storage compartment under the wheelchair.

Passing by the cold drink shop, Yan Yan yelled to stop, went in and bought a cup of mango juice, handed it to Lu Ye, Wang Yiyi yelled: "Why isn't there mine? I'm still a patient!"

Yan Yan smiled coldly: "You're just a cripple!"

Wang Yiyi looked sad and angry: "You are ruthless! You are cruel!"

Lu Ye poked it open with a straw and took a sip, then handed it to Yan Yan to taste.

Wang Yiyi shouted, "I want to drink too!"

Lu Ye said, "I despise you."

Wang Yiyi pointed at Yan Yan: "Then why don't you despise him? Whose saliva is not saliva?"

Lu Ye continued to take a sip, the pure mango juice tasted very good, and asked him, "What do you think?"

Wang Yiyi was silent, and spent two days together day and night. Many details showed that not all "brothers" were as innocent as him and Yan Yan.Lu Ye and Yan Yan didn't shy away from him very much in private, but they weren't close enough to kiss each other. Even so, he was keenly aware of the unusualness.

For example, Lu Ye sleeps in the master bedroom with Yan Yan, and he sleeps alone in the second bedroom; for example, Yan Yan will send a copy of everything he eats to the third floor, either in person or by someone; For example, at the critical juncture of the college entrance examination, Yan Yan insisted on taking time to give Lu Ye special training; for example, Yan Yan's concern for Lu Ye's body was beyond the scope of ordinary buddies... How cold and cold to girls usually is How cold and cold, he treats Lu Ye like a shameless warm man.

Yan Yan leaned over to take another sip of the juice, but Wang Yiyi didn't look at him, "You two can do it, I'll find a girlfriend after the exam."

Now that the words were spoken, Wang Yiyi tore off the disguise of "pretending to be unaware" and began to gossip: "When did you two... hook up?"

Strictly chastising him: "Can you use words? Can you use words? You have thrown me into the sewer because of Yimeng's teaching?"

Wang Yiyi hugged his head, "It's a disabled person who bullies me."

After a few words, Lu Ye answered the question: "The first semester of high school, after the midterm exam."

"Damn it!" Wang Yiyi almost jumped out of the wheelchair, "You two have only known each other..."

He swallowed the indecent words behind, and abruptly changed the subject, "Then Lu Ye, why didn't you stay in our class? Oh no, you stayed for a week before changing the subject."

Wang Yiyi obviously didn't have a clear memory of that period, but Lu Ye could still vividly remember it. It was hard to express his thoughts at that time, and he didn't want to mention it again.

The topic quickly changed, and Wang Yiyi suddenly slapped his thigh: "There is no knife for cutting watermelon!"

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There are quite a lot of people in the first classroom. When they saw the cold watermelon, they all stared at the cold watermelon and vacated a desk for cutting the melon.

Yan Yan was in the middle of the crowd, fighting with Gua.

Lu Ye was sitting in the Feng Shui treasured place in Yan's mouth, the last row of seats by the window, which was Yan's seat.

The textbooks on the table were piled precariously, the body of the pen and the pen case were separated, the test papers in the pocket of the table were in a ball, and there were snacks under his feet. He started to tidy them up briefly, and finally noticed a pot of cactus on the window sill on his left, which was growing very green. good.

A post-it note was pasted on the flowerpot, which was fixed in all directions with tape, and wrote: Class [-], Class [-], Grade [-], Class [-] is the treasure of the town class.

There is no one else in this flying, free and majestic handwriting except Yan Yan.

Lu Ye looked at the small potted plant and couldn't help laughing.

The captain of "Unlearned and Unskilled" passed by behind the teaching building after solving his physical needs. The sun was too strong at noon. He leaned against the wall and walked in the "safety zone".

"Hey."

Lu Ye snapped back to his senses, frowning and looking at the people outside the window.

"Why do you feel like you're hiding from me? I've been waiting for you in the classroom for a long time."

Lu Ye didn't dare to speak too loudly: "Stay away from me."

The captain looked into the classroom, "Do you want to eat watermelon today?"

Lu Ye didn't speak.

"Go back to the classroom and teach me a few questions? What's the matter with being in other people's classes?"

Lu Ye lost his patience and grabbed the Zhenban Zhibao cactus with one hand, "If you don't leave, I will smash it."

The captain stepped back again and again, smiled at the person holding the prickly pear ball, and left in a cool manner.

Yan Yan ran to grab two pieces of watermelon, only to see the back of someone leaving.

Lu Ye is not very interested in eating watermelon, "You can eat it, I won't eat it."

Yan Yan was also polite, quickly finished the remaining melon skin, Lu Ye took out paper and handed it to him, "Give me your prickly pear ball."

"What's mine is yours, so take me with you."

Lu Ye gave him an angry look, and said coquettishly, "The skin is as thick as a watermelon."

Wang Yiyi waited for his "maternal family" to grab melons to eat, and new students joined the melon-eating army one after another. The lively appearance in the classroom overwhelmed the tense atmosphere of the college entrance examination.

Lu Ye looked at the group of people tenderly, hugged the prickly pear he was coming, and left the bustle behind him.

After Yan Yan waved at him, he rejoined the melon grabbing army and pretended to fight with a group of boys.

-

There was a breeze in the corridor, and there was no one in the liberal arts class except the captain.

Recently, the students in the class have been adjusting their schedules. Few people arrive early at noon, except for the group of freaks of course.

Lu Ye was not surprised to see people who should not be sitting in the classroom at this time. He only glanced at them, stepped over the podium to his seat, and put the prickly pear on the corner of the table.

After a while of footsteps, the team leader came to him and sat down at the same table, leaning against the back table, with his long legs stretched out.

The enemy does not move and I do not move. Lu Ye opened his broken vocabulary book and began to review the words starting with "Q".

"Quake... quake... shaking, trembling."

"Qualification...qualification...qualification, education."

"Quality...quality...quality, nature."

There were only sixteen words starting with "Q", and he quickly finished memorizing them. Seeing that the captain was just sitting still, he started to learn the words starting with "R".

The captain could sit for 3 minutes, but couldn't bear it for 5 minutes. He also started to flip through the books and notes on the file shelf. At the same time, he also saw the diagram of the philosophy knowledge system that was praised by the political teacher. He didn't look at it for a long time. Understand.

What "matter is original, consciousness is derived", I don't even know that I have taught these things in class.

He went to fiddle with the cactus again, and accidentally got his fingertips pricked. He suddenly realized that he didn't care about the pain, "You...you brought this cactus up here to guard against me?"

Lu Ye kept his eyes on the book, "Yes."

The captain didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Lu Ye, what are you doing?"

Lu Ye didn't speak.

The captain asked: "These books are so difficult, and they are so messy that you don't know what they are talking about. How can you like reading them so much?"

Lu Ye glanced at him lightly, "Of course I can't understand it if IQ is low."

The captain vomited blood and accepted his silly question, "I think others are starting to relax, why are you still holding your book all day?"

Lu Ye replied to him: "I see that other people like to pester the girl they like, why do you want to hang out with me?"

The captain replied with his omnipotence: "I'm curious, it's the first time I know a real-life homosexual."

Lu Ye suddenly smiled silently, turned to look at him, "Curious?"

The captain nodded, not knowing that he had planted a mine.

Lu Ye took out his mobile phone from his desk pocket, clicked on the network disk on the screen, rummaged through several folders, plugged in his earphones and handed one to the captain, who was flattered.

After the hardware was ready, Lu Ye clicked on one of the videos.

The captain didn't react, he just stared at the screen, the movie went straight to the point, the two men brutally tore each other's clothes, without any active foreplay, they went straight to the point.

The scene is extremely rude, coupled with the fact that the two protagonists are not in good shape, with protruding stomachs and fleshy legs, it is a disaster no matter how you look at it.

The moment he entered, the captain stared, a chill hit his back, and his stomach churned. He pulled off his earphones and ran to the trash can at the back of the classroom, retching for a long time.

Lu Ye silently turned off the video, unplugged the earphones, and picked up the vocabulary book again.

The person holding the trash can ran out of the classroom, a gust of wind blew past, and the face was very comfortable, and the classroom returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

After 10 minutes, the captain came in through the front door with a slightly red face, and there were drops of water on his face and hair.

The dust in the air near the window can be seen at the front door, and a person is bathed in the dust, quietly like a painting.

He walked back down the first aisle and returned to his seat.

Seeing this situation, Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Although the method was drastic, it would be great to get rid of this person.

The prickly pear is independent from the world, and the words "Zhenban Zhibao" seem to be shining.

Lu Ye devoted himself to his studies, and another breeze blew past, blowing away the restlessness of this midsummer.

The author has something to say: To be honest, I once raised a prickly pear to death, it dried up into a lump, and in the end I had to take out the trash.