A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The cicadas outside the window are getting louder and louder, and the hot summer wind sweeps across the city.

In the third-grade classroom, the school turned on the central air-conditioning ahead of time, and in Class [-], where the doors and windows were closed, most of the people were buried in their books.

Zhuang Shen was writing questions on the test paper with a pen in his right hand. He hardly wrote drafts, and looked relaxed as if he was copying the answers.

And his left hand was hanging under the desk, and his fingertips were pinched by the person next to him.

Zhuang Shen tried to smoke a few times, but he couldn't pull it out. He looked sideways: "get out of class is not over yet."

Shen Wen leaned against the back of the chair as if he had no bones, his sleepy eyes drooped slightly, his browbones were distinct under his jet-black forehead, and his nose bridge was high.

This is a face that makes people lose their temper at all.

Shen Wen followed his fingertips up again, wrapped his slightly smaller hand, and said in a low and lazy voice, "I'll charge the battery."

A certain emotion is slowly contagious between familiar people.

Zhuang Shen also relaxed for a moment, stopped writing, looked up at the sunlight outside, and found that two years seemed like a snap of the fingers.

Recalling the last two years of high school in the previous world, his daily life was repetitive studies and part-time jobs.

Like a perpetual motion machine without emotion, it reproduces every day without fatigue.

In the same two years, most of his time had nothing to do with studying and part-time jobs. Instead, he did many things across borders, and the results were better than he imagined.

During the break, Jiang Huai swiped his phone, wondering if it was because of the heavy learning tasks recently, and suddenly sighed: "Some of their experimental classes got recommended places and went home, and now the classrooms are empty."

He glanced at the two people in the back seat, and sighed again: "If you just participate in a competition, you may also go home with a recommended spot. It's a pity."

As soon as the words fell, there were footsteps in front, and Tang Hui's clear voice sounded: "What's the pity, as long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter what way you are admitted to university, just a few more days of vacation will be fine?"

Jiang Huai's voice changed immediately, and he greeted Tang Hui with a smile: "No, Teacher Tang is right. As a student, the school is the second hometown, and studying at the school is the first choice!"

Tang Hui was amused by him, she looked at Zhuang Shen, and said, "Take the college entrance examination well, and maybe you can come back with a champion. This is more enviable than recommending it."

The moment she came over, Zhuang Shen immediately took his hand away from Shen Wen and nodded.

Shen Wen shook his hand, retracted his hand and replied: "The teacher is right, I will properly supervise my deskmate."

Tang Hui: "Can't you have expectations for yourself? Thinking of surpassing your tablemate?"

Shen Wen said truthfully: "I'm afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, so it's safer to press my tablemate."

Tang Hui shook her head with a smile, stood behind and hugged her chest, and said to the whole classroom: "Just do your best. In a word, don't play tricks before the exam. Before the college entrance exam, you can rest assured of the school and concentrate on preparing for the exam. into a good university."

Everyone came and went, but they all said sonorously: "Good teacher!"

The last activity before the college entrance examination is to take graduation photos. The school specially chose a sunny day to take graduation photos. Everyone put on neat summer uniforms.

The location for taking pictures was still in front of the classic statue at the gate, arranged according to height, Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen were placed in the last row because of their high altitude.

The photographer adjusted the focus and encouraged people in front of him: "Smile, don't be too serious! Come on, look at the camera, we are about to graduate, are you happy or not?"

"happy!!"

"Keep that smile and do it again!"

In the last row, under the cover of the boys in the front row, Shen Wen held Zhuang Shen's hand next to him. Zhuang Shen just glanced at him the moment he met him, quickly looked away, and didn't make any movements.

When the photographer finally took a suitable photo, everyone walked back one after another. Shen Wen followed beside him, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Do you know what I was thinking when I took the photo just now?"

Zhuang Shen: "What?"

The people who finished taking photos walked towards the teaching building, just in time to bump into the class to be photographed, and the road was a bit crowded.

Shen Wen raised his hand, put one hand on his shoulder, and pulled the person towards him. Although it was an action that many boys would do, it seemed a little more protective.

Because he got closer, his voice became clearer: "I think we will take wedding photos in the future."

There were people coming and going around, even though Zhuang Shen was used to his sometimes surprising words, he was still a little speechless on this occasion.

Shen Wen saw that he pursed his lips and looked indifferent, but the distance was too close, and he noticed that the tips of Zhuang Shen's ears were slightly red, and this small change made him feel happy immediately.

In a happy mood, he talked to Xu Xuehai when he returned to work, and he quickly agreed.

There are no classes in the last two days before the college entrance examination, and the whole school is free to study by themselves.

In the last class, Xu Xuehai walked into the classroom, and everyone inside couldn't sit still, discussing in low voices.

Xu Xuehai, as always, with a warm and gentle smile, swept everyone's faces one by one: "Today is your last class..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone below shouted exaggeratedly: "Old Xu, we can't bear you—!"

It would be okay if he was a little normal, but such an exaggerated confide in his heart made the people who were a little depressed couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere in the class suddenly became lively.

Xu Xuehai smiled deeper, and said, "I'm not leaving, I've been at school all the time, don't forget that the college entrance examination is not over yet."

A sentence is like cold water pouring down in an instant, and the college entrance examination is just around the corner, but I am not in the mood to hurt the spring and autumn.

"However, today we won't be in the last class, and I don't talk about the truth, you don't like to listen to it." Xu Xuehai made a big turning point: "Student Shen Wen sponsored a dinner today, which is at the restaurant in front of the school. Our class went to get together today, probably the last dinner together before the exam, day students go home after eating, boarding students and others come back to school with me, listen to instructions, don't run around, what do you think? "

The quiet classroom was suddenly noisy, everyone was surprised at the dinner, and no one objected.

It was raining this afternoon, and it didn't stop at this time. The whole class followed Xu Xuehai out of the school with umbrellas.

The alley outside the school bookstore was dark and damp. A few men wearing baseball caps stood together under the eaves and squinted at the students who filed out.

"Boss, that person with the black umbrella seems to be Zhuang Shen!" one of them whispered.

The crew-haired man standing behind pointed his mobile phone at the teenager under the umbrella. The moment he put down the mobile phone, Zhuang Shen noticed something and quickly glanced at them.

The gangster who was standing outside immediately took a few steps back inside.

The crew-haired man sent the photo, and the message was quickly replied. He put away his phone, squinted his eyes and grinned.

"The final payment is coming, so keep an eye on it."

A class of school arrived at the restaurant one after another.

As soon as Zhuang Shen arrived at the scene, Jiang Huai, who took the seat first, waved at them: "Here is the seat! It is specially reserved for you two!"

The two sat in the inner seat, and the people next to them were relatively familiar, and they were all people in the circle next to their seats.

Zhuang Shen sat down and recalled the figure that passed by before, and always felt a little familiar.

Shen Wen wiped the bowls and chopsticks for him, put them away and asked, "Why are you thinking so seriously?"

"I saw a group of people on the road just now. They were the ones who caused trouble at the barbecue restaurant." Zhuang Shen didn't think of this person at first, but when Shen Wen asked, that memory suddenly appeared, and the faces of those people instantly became clear.

Shen Wen didn't care much: "If you want to think about what they are doing, why don't you just look at me more."

Zhuang was speechless.

But the first half of the sentence is also true, even if those people really want to do something, there is no threat to them.

He suppressed the words that the other party seemed to be slapping them.

The peers used to sit around and eat in a lively group. There was always endless talk and laughter. It seemed that the meal would never end.

But for Ge Ming, it is an exception.

He came here just to get some food, if it wasn't for not spending money, he really didn't want to come here.

After wolfing down his meal, he told Xu Xuehai and left.

Ge Ming put on a mask, took his own umbrella from the umbrella stand outside the box door, and went out to hold it up—but he couldn't hold it up after trying for a long time.

One of the ribs of his black grid umbrella was broken before, but he didn't want to replace it because he thought it could still be used.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the umbrella couldn't be opened, so he would definitely get caught in a lot of rain when he went back half-supported. He had some signs of a cold recently, and if he got caught in the rain, he might really catch a cold.

He walked back to the door of the box and glanced at the shelf where the umbrella was placed.

Everyone in the class didn't want to talk to him because he threw the water bottle at the sports meeting, let alone lend him an umbrella, Ge Ming himself didn't have the face to speak.

But... he can pretend to take the wrong umbrella and pass other people's umbrellas. It is common to take the wrong umbrella and lose the umbrella in rainy days.

He stayed for two seconds on the black umbrella that Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen had hit together, quickly took it away, opened it and walked out of the restaurant.