On the bloody daily life of school bullies and school bullies

Autumn in city A is coming soon, the weather turns cold instantly, and the hearts of most students also turn cold along with the weather.

Midterm exams are finally here.

Before dawn, the corridors of the senior one teaching building were full of students who were crazily endorsing books and cramming.

"The First Opium War in 1840..."

"The sound of the chicken, the moon in Maodian, the frost in Banqiao..."

"trytodosth..."

It was just chaos and tension.

"Independence and cold autumn, go north on the Xiangjiang River, at the head of Juzizhou. Look at Wanshan..." Among the chaotic group of people, Hu Quan was particularly conspicuous, holding a Chinese textbook, frowning tightly, as if constipated.

"Look at Wanshan...Look at Wanshan...What are you looking at Wanshan?!" Hu Quan got stuck here, wishing he could tear up the book.

"Look at the popularity of Wanshan." Li Yan, who was memorizing English words next to him, couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded him.

"Yes, yes, yes." Hu Quan patted his head, with a look of sudden realization, and then recited along the way: "Look at the red mountains all over the world, the forests are all dyed, and the river is clear..."

Chen Yun, who had just come out of the office, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing when he saw them like this: "I don't work hard at ordinary times, so I hug my feet temporarily." After speaking, he took another sip of hot tea and looked at the hazy sky.

"It's getting cold."

Lin Yi leaned against the back door of the classroom, reviewing vocabulary carefully.

His bony fingers quickly flipped through the book, his head was lowered, his eyes were covered by messy hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The white sweater and black jeans set off the slender and straight legs, which attracted the attention of many girls around.

"Apiece of cake..." Lin Yi kept jotting down these phrases while flipping through his English book.

A hand stretched out and naturally hooked his neck.

"Little devil."

Ye Zhe moved his head closer, with a flat smile on his face: "Go for a walk together?"

Lin Yi closed the book and looked up at him.

"Have you memorized all the words? Can you memorize classical Chinese? Do you understand all the mathematical formulas?"

"No." Very direct.

Seeing that Lin Yi was about to clean up, Ye Zhe grinned: "But he can still escape from the bottom of the grade."

Lin Yi then withdrew his fist, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the stairwell.

"Why go?"

"walk."

Ye Zhe smiled, and ran after him with long legs.

As soon as he got off the playground, the cold wind hit, and Lin Yi couldn't help shrinking his neck.

The weather is really getting colder.

Ye Zhe glanced at Lin Yi's profile, and quietly took his cold hand.

Lin Yi was taken aback by the sudden warmth, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly.

The two walked very close, holding hands quietly.

"Your hands are a bit cold." Ye Zhe squeezed his hands and slowed down his pace.

Lin Yi pulled up the collar of the sweater to block the cold wind blowing towards his neck, and said softly, "It's like this in winter, just get used to it."

Ye Zhe looked at the kid's soft side face, suddenly smiled, and rubbed his hair fiercely.

"This habit is not good and needs to be changed."

"In the future, I will be responsible for sending you warmth."

"Okay." Lin Yi looked up at him with a smile in his eyes: "Then I will have to rely on Ye Shao from now on."

"Must." Ye Zhe rubbed his hair again.

The sky is getting brighter, and the school is much brighter.

Because it was the first year of high school exam, except for the third year, all other grades were on vacation, and only some students in the third year of high school rushed to the classroom to study.

The normally lively school was much deserted, Lin Yi and Ye Zhe were almost the only ones on the playground.

Lin Yi looked at the watch in his hand and stopped.

"The exam is about to start, let's go back."

"Row."

Walking to the corner of the stairs, Ye Zhe suddenly grabbed Lin Yi.

"and many more."

"Huh?" Lin Yi turned his head and looked at him with some doubts.

Ye Zhe took out a key from his pocket and put it in his hand, with a doting smile on his face.

"Happy birthday."

Lin Yi froze there, a little unresponsive, and murmured after a long time: "You, how do you know that today is my birthday?"

Ye Zhe looked helplessly at his blank expression.

"What do you say?"

"...cough cough." Lin Yi finally came to his senses, looked at the key in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"The key to my house." Ye Zhe leaned against the wall and said with a smile, "I'll leave it to you for safekeeping. You can move in whenever you want."

"..."

Seeing that Lin Yi's fist was about to move again, Ye Zhe stopped laughing and said, "Just kidding, this is the key to the bicycle."

"Bicycle?" Lin Yi lowered his fist and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Yes, I bought it for you."

Looking at the doting smile on his face, Lin Yi lowered his head, his ears were slightly red.

"Thanks."

"Thank you, so you can drive me to and from school in the future."

"……Oh shit."

He punched again.

While the two were fighting, the radio rang.

"The mid-term exam for the first year of senior high school is about to begin. Candidates are requested to return to the examination room and prepare for the exam."

"The mid-term exam for the first year of senior high school is about to begin. Candidates are requested to return to the examination room and prepare for the exam."

All kinds of noisy voices resounded in the entire teaching building in an instant, and people crowded downstairs one after another.

"Young Master Ye." Wang Qiang saw Ye Zhe and Lin Yi as soon as he got downstairs, and hurried over to say hello.

"I'm going to the examination room." Seeing Wang Qiang came, Lin Yi put away the key, looked up at Ye Zhe seriously, and said, "Come on."

"it is good."

Wang Qiang, who was standing next to Ye Zhe, couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't help but said, "Okay, Young Master Ye, don't look, he's gone."

It wasn't until the figure of the little ghost disappeared at the corner of the stairs that Ye Zhe looked away, put his pockets in his pockets, turned and left.

"People who don't have a partner will not understand."

"Pfft!" It was a heavy blow.

Fangzheng feels a little heavy now.

On his way to the ninth examination room, the invigilators in the examination room kept saying to him, "Come on!" "You are the best!" "We entrust our hope to you!" "Be sure to keep an eye on Ye Zhe! "

Although he promised well at the time, but now he is still a bit generous.

After all, this Ye Zhe, even the principal is partial to him, he is under a lot of pressure as the director of the teaching department, okay?

What the other teachers asked him to do was to invigilate the examination room [-] and focus on monitoring Ye Zhe. As long as Ye Zhe cheated, he would be given zero points directly.

Then Ye Zhe can be kept on the countdown, and then divided into nine classes.

It has to be said that the teachers of all subjects really hated Ye Zhe, and at the critical moment, they were united as one, united as one.

Fangzheng sighed, took the Chinese test paper and walked into the ninth examination room.

"What's the noise! ​​Prepare for the exam!"

When the people in the ninth examination room saw that it was the director of the teaching department, they all restrained a lot, but Fangzheng still saw paper airplanes scattered all over the place, candidates sleeping on the table, and 'little gangsters' playing with their phones with their heads down.

And Ye Zhe, who was in the last position in the corner, was leaning against the wall, sleeping with his legs crossed.

Fangzheng frowned, and slammed his fingers on the podium.

"Start the exam."

While Fang was counting the papers, Wang Qiang turned his head and asked Ye Zhe in a low voice: "Young Master Ye, why did Fang Zheng come to our examination room to invigilate the exam? Didn't he say that he only invigilates the first few exam rooms?"

Ye Zhe opened his eyes and looked at Fang Zheng on the podium, and said lazily, "Don't pay attention to him."

"...Okay." Although he didn't know what was going on, Wang Qiang still vaguely guessed something and stopped talking.

"That's right." Ye Zhe sat upright in his seat, turned his head and asked, "Where's Leizi, why didn't I see him?"

"You said that idiot?" Wang Qiang didn't know what he thought of, and smiled straight while covering his mouth: "He finished reading the cheating book he bought last night, and he is probably catching up on sleep now." After speaking, he couldn't help it. Laughed out loud.

Ye Zhe also found it a little funny, and raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you call him?"

"I yelled, but it's a pity I didn't wake up." Wang Qiang tried his best to suppress a smile, and said, "The buttons on the speakers are all broken, so I didn't wake up."

"Then it's not your fault, I support you." Ye Zhe patted him on the shoulder with a serious face: "I will burn some more paper for you in front of your grave."

"...Don't, Young Master Ye." Wang Qiang was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Zheng on the podium.

"Ye Zhe, don't you two want to take the exam? Get out if you don't want to take the exam!"

After Fangzheng handed out the papers, he looked up and saw that almost all the candidates were playing with other games, without even looking at the papers, and some candidates even folded the papers into paper airplanes to play with.

In the past, Fangzheng invigilated the exams in the first few exam rooms. He had never seen this kind of exam room before, and many of them were caught smoking, drinking, and fighting by him before.

He has never been used to this kind of students who don't pay attention to grades and their own future.

Fangzheng frowned tightly, trying to hide his distaste for them. In his opinion, it was a waste of resources for such a person to be a student.

His gaze sweeping across the examination room suddenly stopped, and his pupils widened instantly.

In the last corner, Ye Zhe was actually answering the question seriously! !

Among the noisy candidates, Ye Zhe, who was answering the paper seriously, stood out so much that Fangzheng could see him at a glance.

"What's the situation?" Fangzheng walked over in disbelief.

Ye Zhe lowered his head, kept turning the pen with his slender fingers, stared at the question for a minute or two, and then quickly wrote the answer on the answer sheet.

The characters are scribbled, very much like the cursive script mentioned in the book.

Fangzheng originally thought that Ye Zhe was writing scribbles, but when he took a closer look, he was stunned.

Except for some poems to be memorized in the book, he actually answered all the points! !

Varied!what!Affection!condition!

Fangzheng swiped the screen frantically in his heart, and he was so frightened that he checked Ye Zhe's surroundings carefully to see if there were any cheats or some high-tech cheating artifacts.

But nothing! !

Varied!what!All!without!have!

Fangzheng's shocked face was distorted. At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was about to be slapped in the face.

If they don't get him away by then, the faces of all their teachers will be swollen! !

Ye Zhe just finished the previous questions, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Zheng with a shocked face.

"What's wrong? Teacher." Ye Zhe looked at him innocently and asked.

"It's all right, it depends on how well you answered haha..." Fangzheng tried his best to force out an ugly smile, and then walked away quickly with a haha.

Ye Zhe looked at his staggering back, smiled happily, and then began to write the essay topic quickly.

On what is called "slap in the face".