Fake Slackers

The piece of paper that He Zhao left for him was still on the table when he left. Wanda took it and passed it around in the class last night. There are a total of several words on the through-link paper, even those who speak oracle bone inscriptions.

In contrast, He Zhao had already paid attention to the handwriting he wrote during the exam, at least he only felt ugly, not to the point of recognizing oracle bone inscriptions.

Xie Yu remembered it when he saw it, and threw the ball of paper back to him, "You bastard, what are you writing about?"

"I won't be back from evening study." He Zhao opened his eyes and said after reading, "Don't you understand?"

"..." Xie Yu really wanted to paste this piece of paper on his face.

He Zhao admired the note for a while: "Why can't I understand it? I wrote it very seriously. Look at this word..."

Xie Yu was afraid that this person would talk about some grandiose transitions: "Okay, shut up."

Except when talking to Xie Yu, He Zhao would keep his spirits up. He Zhao either slept or fiddled with his phone all morning. Old Tang asked him to get up to answer questions, but he only said "I don't know".

"What happened to Brother Chao today?" Liu Cunhao and the others usually look forward to listening to He Chao's answers. There are always unexpected surprises. After all, class is so boring. "It's not quite right."

Wanda looked back and saw the back of He Zhao's head: "Maybe it's because I was too tired all night."

He Zhao bent over, resting his forehead on the edge of the table.

Holding the mobile phone between his legs, he typed in the chat box: I went to Er Lei.

He typed and deleted one word after another, and finally stared in a daze at the three words "You Junye".

Lei Jun is right about one thing, no matter what.useless.

Things have happened, it started from him, and it is useless to say anything.

After Er Lei dropped out of school, he didn't contact anyone.

He must be angry, He Zhao thought to himself, he wouldn't be able to bear this matter if it was him.

Later, I found a lot of people, asked Er Lei where he lived, and finally got the address of his hometown.

What Er Lei said at that time, he still remembers every word and every punctuation mark.

"Brother Chao, this matter can't be entirely blamed on you, but I still can't help but blame you."

"But I don't want you to be like this either, you...you go back to your studies, what's the matter if you drop out of school like this."

"Me? I'm not going to study anymore, and I don't plan to find another school... My family helped me find a training class, and I hope I can work early to earn money."

He Zhao threw the phone into the belly of the table and closed his eyes.

During lunch break at noon, Luo Wenqiang and Liu Cunhao came in through the door carrying a cardboard box together. The Academic Affairs Office was three buildings away from here. The class monitor Liu Cunhao obviously lacked exercise, and he was on the verge of dying when he reached the door of the class. Qi Ruoyousi said: "Students, the prizes have been distributed... the sports meeting prizes. Give up, give up."

The efficiency of No. [-] Middle School is quite high. The sports meeting just ended, and the prizes came.

"What prize?" Some students looked over curiously.

"Director Jiang personally selected the prizes for this sports meeting. They are very unique. You must..." Liu Cunhao paused before continuing, "I won't like it."

After speaking, Liu Cunhao cut open the carton with a knife, revealing a neat box of extra-curricular teaching materials inside. From "Reading after English Class" to "Take You into the Magical World of Physics", he covered almost every subject.

"Come on, let's choose, choose as much as you want." Liu Cunhao said, "The one who gets No.1 has priority, who will come first?"

Athletes participating in the Games: "..."

Liu Cunhao: "Brother Chao, don't sleep, we are the first in the class in push-ups, come and pick?"

"No," He Zhao said in a muffled voice without looking up, "Whoever wants it, take it."

Liu Cunhao asked again: "Brother Yu?"

Xie Yu said, "It's like I never participated in a sports meeting."

It is worthy of being the first and second in the grade. It is better to let them die than to let them read books and do the questions.

In the end Xu Qingqing chose two classics, and Luo Wenqiang chose a physics exercise.Several athletes were particularly reluctant, but Xue Xisheng was envious and made a reservation in advance, saying: "Sports Committee, next time you will include me in the sports meeting, any event is fine."

There was a commotion in the class, and Wu Zheng walked in with a stack of test papers in his arms.

"Don't think that school has just started, count on your fingers, time is running out!" Old Wu put down the test paper, and took out half of the chalk stub from the chalk box. While speaking, the chalk stub was accurately pointed to a certain classmate in the back row. Hit on the head, "The senior high school entrance examination is due soon, let's see what you can do in the examination."

He Zhao didn't react when he was hit, he moved his fingers, changed his position and continued to sleep.

Xie Yu saw that Old Wu was distributing the test papers, so he kicked He Chao and reminded him, "Exam."

In-class test, enhanced version of monthly test, by the way, look forward to the next mid-term exam.

Don't tear down the table, take two classes in a row.

There are still a few minutes left, before the test papers are handed out, Wu Zheng said: "If you need to go to the toilet, hurry up, don't tell me about urgency and frequent urination later, I don't care, just hold back."

The students in the class procrastinated and walked to the toilet, feeling depressed: "Exams, why are there exams again, endless exams."

Taking advantage of these few minutes, Xue Xisheng came over and raced against time to indoctrinate them with the test points, and kept talking about He Zhao so vividly that he couldn't sleep.

Xue Xisheng helped the mirror frame while talking, and said solemnly: "Do you remember, this question is a compulsory question, just follow the formula I just gave you to memorize, you memorize it, it is very easy to get this score. In this way , the average score of our class can rise by [-] points."

He Zhao: "..."

Xie Yu: "..."

Can't sleep.

He Zhao went to the bathroom to wash his face, and came back to prepare for the exam. When the exam papers came out, he found that the black fountain pen he used to leave the note yesterday was missing.

After searching for a while, I finally gave up and planned to ask my deskmate to borrow a pen: "Old Xie, do you have any extra pens?"

Since Xie Yu discovered the rule that poor students do not bring a pen in the exam, he really wanted to implement it once to show his excellent business ability. Today, he finally found an opportunity in the in-class exam, so he said, "I don't have it either."

The pair of deskmates, who couldn't even touch a pen, looked at each other for a long time, and then He Zhao patted the shoulder of the classmate at the front desk: "Well, friend, can I borrow two pens?"

The student in the front row flipped through the pencil case: "Only, only one." There are a lot of refills, but there is only one more pen.

He Zhao thought for a while and said, "One is fine, it's enough, thank you."

Xie Yu asked: "Enough?"

"You write first." He Zhao handed him the pen, "I haven't seen any questions that I know, so I don't need it for now."

Xie Yu: "..."

Xie Yu answered the questions blindly, thinking to himself: According to He Chao's level, what kind of test must be done in the midterm exam to squeeze this idiot from the last place.

Xie Yu followed He Zhao's answers to control the points throughout the whole process, but he didn't know that his deskmate in the next grade was also secretly observing him.

As a result, after finishing the test paper, Xie Yu made a rough estimate and found that his and He Zhao's math scores in this test were not much different.

After He Zhao finished writing, he conveniently put the test paper under the textbook, and then lay down on the desk to secretly look at Xie Yu.

Xie Yu was stared at inexplicably: "Why are you crazy?"

I don't know if it's because he looked listless last night, He Zhao looked a little tired, he paused before saying, "I'm in a bad mood."

See if you feel better.

I want to hug if I can...

He Zhao thought about it, and suddenly wanted to ask the cripple next to him: Are you still climbing over the wall and going online tonight?

He Zhao vaguely felt that his feelings for this little friend were getting worse and worse, and the idea of ​​"wanting to hug" came up, which startled him.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Wu Zheng was howling on the podium: "The paper is closed, stop writing, don't read and fro... If you can't finish writing, you will fall down, hand it in!"

"Brother Sao, your test paper."

Xie Yu wanted to reassess the score again, so he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to ask He Zhao for the test paper. After stretching for a long time, the other party didn't respond, so he raised his head and asked, "Why are you in a daze?"

Xie Yu found out that He Zhao had already left through the back door, and skipped the next two classes very simply.

On the other hand, Shen Jie, who was doing well in class, received a text message from his elder brother, which contained six unbelievable words: Have you ever been in love.

Shen Jie pondered for a while, but really couldn't figure out what this meant, and replied: Does secret love count?

Then he turned to his brother and fell silent again.

Still don't understand, Shen Jie rubbed his head, he doesn't understand the world of the boss.

He Zhao went back to the dormitory, originally planning to catch up on sleep, but couldn't fall asleep anyway, and couldn't stand it until after school, so he just got up and went back to the classroom for evening self-study.As soon as he walked upstairs, he saw Wanda leaning on the window from afar, poking his head to look around, looking very wretched.

He Zhao walked over, stopped in front of the window, and tapped the tiles on the window sill with his fingers: "What little trick?"

"Fireproof, anti-theft, anti-mad dog," Wanda said, "Sister Qing and the others are fighting landlords, so ask me to help keep an eye on them."

He Zhao looked through the window and found that a certain kid who made him feel more and more out of order was also in the ranks of Dou Dizhu.

Wanda briefly reported the battle situation: "Brother Yu is like a gambler again. He almost won all of them. He has already won 3 yuan. Sister Qing is almost crying."

It is said to be Fighting the Landlord, but even the playing cards are cut out of A4 paper, with hearts and spades crudely drawn on it, and it is a thin stack in the hand, which is inconvenient to draw.

It seems that it was a temporary idea, a sudden whim to fight landlords.The people in the third class, after getting to know each other well, their skins are also very skinny.

Xie Yu sits in the manor.

Thirty thousand was indeed won—a three written in black pen on a white piece of paper followed by four zeros.

He Zhao stood in the corridor, leaning on the window sill, watching with great interest for a while.

Xu Qingqing, one of the players of Fighting the Landlords, felt that she couldn't continue playing. Playing poker with Xie Yu was no fun at all, and she felt sad inside. She really wanted to travel back half an hour before Wanda asked, "Brother Yu, are you coming?" strangle.

Holding the remaining cards in her hand, she looked left and right, saw He Chao outside the window, her eyes lit up, and she said directly, "Brother Chao—take your tablemate away!"

Xie Yu: "..."

The word "pull" seems to have become a sensitive word after going through the previous incident, and I can't tell what it feels like.

He Zhao didn't react for a while.

"Your tablemate is simply a walking Doudizhu cheat," Xu Qingqing said again, "The game experience is extremely poor."

Xie Yu put down the cards and wanted to save his dignity before leaving: "It's because your skills are too bad."

In order to send this Buddha away, Xu Qingqing admitted even with her card skills: "Yes, we are too bad."

He Zhao said, "Then you are still short of one person."

"Me," Wanda raised her hand, "I want to play too."

Xu Qingqing was afraid that one would be sent away and another would come again, so she asked cautiously, "How is your poker skill?"

"I'm very good at it. I have never won money since I was a child," Wanda said. "I only dare to play low-end games in Doudizhu. I dare not even think about being a king like Brother Yu."