Fake Slackers

The Awakening of Insects is approaching, and the temperature is gradually warming up.

Banners hung on the food street outside Liyang No. [-] Middle School were even more festive than during the Chinese New Year. Looking from a distance, the whole street was full of the words "Celebrate the start of school".

After wasting a whole vacation, many people only started to make up their homework at the end of the winter vacation, and they did not finish it after several days in the dark.In the end, I had no choice but to accept my fate and plan to go to school early and fight for it when school starts.

As soon as Xie Yu went up the stairs, he heard a cry of pain from the "Second Class Three": "I have to pay it too?!"

"What is English composition?!"

"Which friend has written a math exercise book? I'll exchange the Chinese test paper with him..."

When Xie Yu passed the rear window, he curled up his fingers, pressed his knuckles against the glass, and tapped twice moderately.

As the class monitor, Liu Cunhao took the lead in copying the homework, holding up several Chinese test papers in his hand, before he could finish his sentence, when he heard the sound of knocking on the window, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up: "Damn it!"

It was windy outside, Xie Yu was wearing a coat and hat, and when he entered the door, he raised his hand and pulled the hat off.

Everyone thought it was a mad dog coming to patrol, the classroom was quiet for two seconds, and then continued to fry the pot: "Almost scared me to death... Brother Yu, you are not the Brother Yu I know."

"Are you happy now?"

"Are you bullying weak, poor and helpless classmates like this?"

"..."

He Zhao arrived early, was catching up on sleep in the classroom, when he heard a faint sound, he half-opened his eyes.

He returned to school one day early.

All the dormitory students who returned to school early underestimated Mad Dog's enthusiasm for the broadcasting career. Their beloved director Jiang started shouting before six o'clock in the morning: "New semester, new starting point!"

He Zhaozhi stood up and watched the children walk over.

At first he didn't feel much about the official language that the mad dog said, but the moment his eyes touched Xie Yu, he really felt: a new semester.

a new day.

He Zhao smiled and said hello, "Good morning."

Xie Yu walked to his table, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to help him zip up the coat that was stuck on his chest: "Morning."

Sunlight came in from the window, making the classroom a bit brighter.

Liu Cunhao is still looking for friends who are willing to exchange homework with him.

He Zhao dug out the math exercise book from the belly of the desk. He picked up this homework and did a little bit of it. However, according to the previous steady improvement plan, the rate of wrong questions was still quite high: "Rat, I'll change it with you."

Liu Cunhao looked at him silently for a few seconds, then turned his face away silently, and continued to ask: "Are there any other friends?"

He Zhao: "Why, you still look down on people?"

"Don't dare, you have a score of 49," Liu Cunhao was afraid of hurting his self-confidence, and after a wave of embarrassment, he still couldn't help but let him face the reality, "But Brother Chao, you can't be too inflated, you know me Do you mean?"

"Mice, you just ignore me now," He Zhao said, throwing the exercise book on the table, "——I will make you unable to climb up in the future."

Liu Cunhao had a face of 'Who am I and where am I, this big brother in our class seems crazy': "..."

Xie Yu just took out the fountain pen from the side pocket of his schoolbag, and almost threw it with his backhand when he heard this sentence.

It wasn't until the class bell rang that the classroom gradually became quiet.

On the first day of school, the teachers of all subjects were instilling the concept of "it doesn't matter if you don't do well in the final exam, and start working hard from this semester", hoping that they will calm down, come back from a crazy holiday, and adjust their learning status as soon as possible.

Especially Lao Tang in their class, who took the Chinese class as a class meeting, didn't talk much about the new text, and patronized to enlighten them.

Xie Yu was a little sleepy listening, and propped his chin with his hands. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of He Zhao playing with his mobile phone for a class: "Playing games?"

He Zhao retreated back to the table calmly, and responded with an "ah".

Xie Yu didn't care, closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while.

Only then did He Zhao reopen the chat box with Shen Jie, and typed a reply: What's wrong with you?

He has been thinking about celebrating the children's birthday these days.After much deliberation, he still didn't know what to give, so he asked Shen Jie, but after waiting for a few minutes, two words came: refuse to chat.

[Shen Jie]: I think we should keep in touch after class.

[Shen Jie]: Don't try to hurt me again!

[He Zhao]: ...

The last time I had such an embarrassing incident in the teacher's office, the psychological shadow it left behind was too deep. Shen Jie remembered the lessons of blood and tears and the self-criticism book, and would never go to the He Zhao group for secretly playing games in class. Team.

Similarly, chatting can be avoided if it can be avoided.

There was a textbook standing on Shen Jie's desk, and his hands were hidden in the belly of the desk. Halfway through typing, he raised his eyes to make sure that the teacher was still turning his back to write on the blackboard, and then continued to type on the phone screen: Brother Chao, please study hard!Stop chatting with me!

Xie Yu's birthday is in mid-March, so he doesn't have much time left.

In the end, He Zhao had no choice but to ask Shen Jie out during the 10-minute recess, and the two chatted for a while at the stairs: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Shen Jie wanted to say: If it was someone else, I could still help the staff, but your Xie Yu...

Xie Yu seems to be a very unpredictable person. Even if he is a little closer to him now, it is still a mystery if he doesn't know what he likes.

"What are you giving?" Shen Jie racked his brains, and finally said three words hesitatingly, "...a head?"

He Zhao didn't know whether he should praise this brother's rich imagination: "You should be fucking normal."

Shen Jie didn't know what to do. When he thought of being bald, he couldn't think of a second idea: "Your old Xie, you should know better than me. Think about it carefully, what is he interested in."

He Zhao sat on the steps, pondered for a while, and finally said, "I will."

Shen Jie: "...Huh?"

He Zhao said again, "Me. He's interested in me."

I can't talk anymore today.

Shen Jie lowered his head and wiped his face with his hands, feeling very desperate in his heart: "Anyway, we must buy a cake, or we'll just use the birthday cake—"

The stairway was very close to the corridor, and Shen Jie's two "cake" shouts were loud again.Wanda happened to be returning from the door of the teacher's office. No one was found at the top of the stairs. When she heard the voice, her footsteps stopped and she took two steps back: "What birthday cake? Who wants to have a birthday?"

He Zhao: "..."

Xie Yu didn't quite know why He Zhao and Wanda's group got together to chat since the beginning of school. He just thought that this group of people was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

Every time he passed by, Wanda immediately changed the subject abruptly: "I love my motherland..."

When Wanda knocked on his door in the middle of the night and asked him if he wanted to visit the dormitory, Xie Yu finally found a suitable reason for this "strangeness": "Are you sick?"

Wanda stood at the door, and said a little sadly: "I can't sleep, I'm under too much pressure recently, I want to talk to you."

Xie Yu leaned against the door and looked down at the time displayed on the phone.

11: 30.

The lights had already been turned off, and the dormitory was eerily quiet.

The dormitory building of No. [-] Middle School has a total of six floors. The roof on the top floor is locked all the year round, and students are not allowed to go up.Wanda said he was visiting the dormitory building, but actually took him upstairs.

"Actually, I've been very confused recently," Wanda said while walking, "I can't find a direction in my life, and I toss and turn every night."

Xie Yu: "..."

Normally, Xie Yu would say it's none of my business.

But thinking about Wanda's behavior recently, it was really strange. In just a few minutes, Xie Yu had several thoughts in his head. Hugging behind him, covering his eyes with one hand.

It was pitch black.

——The hand with sharp knuckles and warmth firmly blocked all his sight.

Xie Yu was led forward a few steps, and the wind from the top floor came in through the hem of his clothes.

Then that hand was slowly released, and in the darkness, Xie Yu caught a glimpse of a tiny flickering light from between his slightly opened fingers.

Xie Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

The place on the roof is not big. Looking down from the top floor, there are dots of lights, the sound of cars coming from the surrounding roads, and the noisy wind everywhere.

I don’t know where to get a folding table, the birthday cake is placed on the table, the roof was simply arranged by them, and there are a few bags standing beside it.

When He Zhao spoke, his slightly raised tone lingered twice in his ears.

"Happy birthday."

More than one sound.

Almost all the dormitory students in the third class were there, and they huddled together in a lively group: "Happy birthday, Brother Yu!"

Xie Yu actually doesn't remember his birthday very much.

If Ms. Gu hadn't reminded him every year and kept asking him if he wanted anything, the "birthday" matter would have been left behind by him.

A few days ago, Ms. Gu also mentioned that Xie Yu was doing the test paper while listening to the phone, and after finishing a big question, he couldn't remember what Ms. Gu said on the phone.

"Did you play with me just now? Where did you get the key?"

Xie Yu glanced at them, and said, "Wanda, are you still on the road of life, lost direction, lost?"

He Zhao coughed lightly, "It was pried open."

Wanda tried to change the subject, lit the candle, and urged him to make a wish: "Brother Yu, this evil wind...fuck it, blow it quickly, or it will go out."

Several people formed a circle and tried to block the wind: "Hurry up, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore."

The more they urged, the more blank Xie Yu's mind became. When the candles were all extinguished, he didn't think of any wishes.

The others cheered and waited for the cake to be cut.

He Zhao went to look for the knife and fork in the bag, and found that there was beer underneath: "Guanzhitong, I want you to buy something to eat. Why do you buy so much wine?"

Wanda didn't admit that it was because he wanted to drink: "Man, this rooftop party atmosphere..."

The beer cans on the roof were thrown up and down by them.

When the wind blows, it will roll a few times on the ground along with the wind.

Taking advantage of the time when these people were drinking, He Zhao asked casually, "What wish did you just make?"

Xie Yu said, "No."

"what?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xie Yu smiled and repeated again: "I didn't make a wish."

No wish was granted, but it felt like anything could come true.