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There was still class the next day, and as soon as the hour came, the alarm that Zhou Yejin had set started ringing in his ears.

Zhou Yejin frowned and moaned in a low voice, then turned over and covered herself with a quilt and continued to sleep.

He used to not find the alarm clock annoying, but now he listens to the alarm clock ringing outside the quilt, and feels that there is a big black-backed man standing in front of his bed, knocking on his temple with a hammer every 5 minutes, causing him a headache Unbearable.

Zhou Yejin struggled to get her hands out of the quilt, reached for the mobile phone by the bed, and turned off the alarm.

He thought that he could sleep a little longer with peace of mind, but he didn't want to hear another rooster crow just after the alarm went off.

"Wake up, I'm going to be late." Zhan Xunche said while standing in front of Zhou Yejin's bed with a poker face holding a Screaming Chicken in his hand.

After entering junior high school, Zhan Xunche got up a little earlier than before. After getting up, he would go out for a run every day without hesitation, and after running, he would come back to pack up and go to school.

Usually at this point he would have already gone downstairs with Zhou Yejin, but today he didn't see Zhou Yejin for a long time. He walked over suspiciously and saw that Zhou Yejin was still sleeping on the bed.

Zhan Xunche rushed home immediately, brought the Screaming Chicken over, and pressed Zhou Yejin a few times.

Zhou Yejin hummed and lifted the quilt, and looked at Zhan Xunche with half-opened eyes, "Isn't this chicken at your grandmother's house?"

"Who told you that I only have one chicken?" After Zhan Xunche finished speaking, he moved the chicken closer to Zhou Yejin, and quickly tightened his fingers.

Zhou Yejin half straightened up, rubbed her temples, "Take this thing away, it's giving me a headache."

Zhan Xunche squeezed again, "Get up quickly if you think it's noisy, the more you sleep, the worse your headache will be."

"...I don't think about it." Zhou Yejin lay down again after speaking, as if to close her eyes and go back to sleep.

Seeing this, Zhan Xunche bent down and put his arms on both sides of Zhou Yejin's pillow, "I'll blow your ears if I don't."

Zhou Yejin was taken aback by this slightly secondary posture, and he wondered in his heart whether Zhan Xunche likes to watch idol dramas recently.

Before Zhou Yejin could speak, Zhan Xunche lowered his head and put it next to Zhou Yejin's ear. After taking a breath, he still didn't forget to bite his earlobe.

"Hiss—" Zhou Yejin's body shrunk into a prawn, and she sighed, "I'm older than you anyway, so you're embarrassing me too much?"

Zhan Xunche squeezed the toy chicken in his hand, "Can't you afford it?"

"Can't I get up?" Zhou Yejin took a moment to get up from the bed slowly.

"Good boy." With a serious face on his face, Zhan Xunche stretched out his hand to pinch the earlobe he bit off just now.

"I'm sick." Zhou Yejin shook off his hand, put on his shoes, and staggered towards the bathroom.

When he returned to the bedroom, Zhan Xunche had already folded the quilt for him, and he could go straight away with his schoolbag on his back.

Probably because of drinking last night, after washing, Zhou Yejin's consciousness was still a little confused, but the moment he touched the strap of his schoolbag, he woke up instantly.

Zhan Xunche watched him freeze suddenly, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I...didn't do my homework yesterday." Zhou Yejin couldn't help but wrinkle her face when she thought of their head teacher.

"Then you should go to school right away. It's important to finish your homework early." Zhan Xunche grabbed Zhou Yejin's wrist without any explanation, and pulled him downstairs.

Zhou Yejin snorted, and followed Zhan Xunche to the school in a hurry.

I don't know what happened, but when they were busy going to school, Zhan Xunche's gesture of clasping his wrist changed into a gesture of holding hands.

When Zhou Yejin realized that they were actually holding hands, they had already reached the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

"Hurry up and make up your homework." Zhan Xunche let go of his hand and pushed him into the school gate.

Zhou Yejin raised her hand in a daze as she walked to school, staring at the lines on her palm.

When Zhan Xunche was holding his hand just now, he unexpectedly felt a sense of peace of mind. Even though he was older, he actually felt a sense of peace of mind from Zhan Xunche, who was two years younger than him.

Zhou Yejin came back to his senses, and scratched his head irritably, messing up his carefully arranged hairstyle in the morning.

From yesterday to today, he feels that he is always present, and it seems that it is better to drink less alcohol in the future.

Zhou Yejin didn't manage to enter the classroom this time. When he stepped into the classroom, the teacher from the morning reading was already sitting on the podium.

Zhou Yejin exchanged a glance with the teacher, lowered her head and walked to her seat.

"Have you done your homework?" As soon as Zhou Yejin sat down, Lu Boshan bent his arm and poked him.

Zhou Yejin looked back at him in bewilderment, Lu Boshan seemed to be in a good state today, a far cry from yesterday when he just drank without saying a word.

"You adjusted your mood so quickly?" Zhou Yejin looked a little confused.

Lu Boshan laughed and answered his question with actions.

Zhou Yejin smiled back at Lu Boshan. Although he was a little surprised at his self-healing speed, it is a good thing to be able to adjust his mood as soon as possible.

"By the way, have you done your homework?" Lu Boshan poked him again with a smile.

"Aren't you going to make up this?" Zhou Yejin took out the practice questions in her schoolbag, "Did you not write it?"

Lu Boshan snapped his fingers, "Very correct."

"Then hurry up and write. You will collect your homework after you read it early." Zhou Yejin opened the practice questions, took off the cap of her pen and wrote quickly.

"Don't worry, anyway, in the end, I will move homework to the office." Lu Boshan stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of Zhou Yejin.

"Damn!" Zhou Yejin cursed.

Zhou Yejin will be going to high school in half a year. Maybe it's because his grades have been very good after entering junior high school. The pressure on his shoulders now is not as great as that in the sixth grade.

Even though there is a lot of homework, and the weekend holiday has changed from a double break to a single break, he can still find time to go shopping with Zhan Xunche.

A few days after Lu Boshan broke up with her boyfriend, Zhou Yejin happened to see Lu Boshan's ex-boyfriend while walking on the street.

The ex-boyfriend still had a face that could be pulled to the sky, but the person holding his arms seemed to be replaced by another boy.

It was only a few days after he broke up with Lu Boshan, and there was another person by his side.

Seeing their intimacy, Zhou Yejin felt that they didn't just get together these few days.

Thinking about it this way, he probably knows the reason why Lu Boshan broke up.

Fortunately, Lu Boshan has adjusted his mentality. If he is sad for such a person for a long time, he will really feel worthless for Lu Boshan.

Zhou Yejin was lost in thought, her jaw was suddenly pulled aside by a pair of cold hands.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yejin shivered from the cold when it was approaching late autumn.

"Look at me." Zhan Xunche let go of his chin and said solemnly.

"Nervous." Zhou Yejin shook off his hand, turned around and walked into the game hall.

Because Lu Boshan's mental state was too optimistic, Zhou Yejin really thought that he had completely come out of that relationship.

But after the military training exam, Zhou Yejin suddenly realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

"I missed it." Lu Boshan grabbed the corner of his test paper and smiled at Zhou Yejin.

"Have you...haven't put it down yet?" Zhou Yejin looked at the score on Lu Boshan's test paper and asked with a frown.

"I put it down a long time ago, I almost forgot who he is." Lu Boshan's smile became brighter and brighter.

Zhou Yejin looked at him and said nothing. Lu Boshan's performance dropped too much this time. He had never been in the top three before, but this time he fell directly outside the top ten.

No wonder he always feels that Lu Boshan is not paying attention these days. At that time, he thought it was an illusion. Now that he thinks about Lu Boshan's state of listening to the class, he is probably just staring at the blackboard in a daze.

"Then what's the matter with your grades?" Zhou Yejin took Lu Boshan's test paper and pointed to his score.

"Didn't I say it, it's just a miss." Lu Boshan glanced at the test paper casually, "Besides, the third grade of junior high school is difficult. It's really normal for this to happen."

Zhou Yejin was silent for a while, then returned the test paper to him, "I hope you can fool yourself like this."

"I'm telling the truth." Lu Boshan took the test paper, smiled lightly and spread the test paper on the table.

"Then find a way to reduce the chance of missing, don't you still want to take the Xiuchang exam?" Zhou Yejin put her hand on Lu Boshan's shoulder.

"Okay." Lu Boshan nodded.

After that day, Lu Boshan seemed to be more focused on listening to the class, and his attention was often very concentrated, but occasionally he would stare at the blackboard in a daze.

At such a time, what Zhou Yejin could do was to push him lightly when he was in a daze, to remind him to concentrate.

In the past, it was Lu Boshan who took the initiative to help him answer the questions he didn't know, but now their relationship has been reversed, and it is often he who pushes Lu Boshan to move forward.

The effect of this seems to be pretty good. Lu Boshan's grades have risen steadily in the following days, and he can definitely get into Xiuchang in the senior high school entrance examination.

Xiuchang is a public school with high marks and the quality of teaching is first-class in this city. Many students in their school want to go there.

Zhou Yejin had no hope for Xiuchang. The only criterion for him to choose a school was to be close to home. As long as he could get into a high school that was close to home and had decent teaching quality, Zhou Yejin would be quite satisfied.

If it weren't for the fact that there is no university in this city, he would like to study here as well, at least he can go home every week.

There is a three-day holiday before the high school entrance examination, and the graduation certificate is issued on the day before the holiday.

On the last day at school, many students had empty tables and stomachs, and their textbooks were moved back home in advance.

The teachers stopped lecturing, and all of them put away their usual serious postures and chatted with them with a smile.

The head teacher's class was in the last section. She stood on the podium and looked at each student's face. "Get ready with paper and pen. The words in the last section have not been dictated yet."

The students in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding that it was the last day, and the head teacher actually wanted to dictate.

Although they were puzzled, they still did so, each tore a piece of paper, and waited for the head teacher to read the words with a posture of holding a pen.

"This time, no matter whether you wrote it correctly or not, I won't use it tomorrow." The head teacher said while flipping through the book.

The students in the audience were silent and did not speak.

In the past, the head teacher liked to threaten them with "If the writing is not correct, I will not use it tomorrow", but no one has ever really refused to come. This time it is a genuine "Don't use it".

The head teacher read out the first word, and the students in the audience started to brush in unison.

For a while, only the rustling of dozens of people writing together can be heard in the classroom.

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Thanks to the little angel "soda ash is not alkali" for throwing mines~