I like you very much

The first monthly exam of this semester will start a week later.

When Rong Yu heard Miao Jiajia turn around from the front and whispered to him that he was going to take the monthly exam at noon one day, Rong Yu felt that his heart was broken.

The first class in the afternoon was a rare art class in the second two weeks of high school. Rong Yu scribbled on his art book for a long time with his head propped up, and finally turned into a bulging puffer fish.

Zheng Mingchi and his group waited until the first class in the afternoon was about to start before rushing back to the classroom dripping with sweat from the basketball court. Rong Yu secretly turned to take a glance. Jiang Wenhao was lying on the table to sleep, and Tao Hua lowered his head. He didn't know what he was doing, but Zheng Mingchi seriously took a pen and drew back and forth in his art book.

so seriously?

Rong Yu put back the mobile phone he was about to take out, not embarrassed to disturb Zheng Mingchi's creation.

After a while, Geng Shuang, a classmate in the back seat, tapped Rong Yu on the back lightly, handed him a folded paper when Rong Yu turned around, and said softly, "Zheng Mingchi passed it to you."

——I didn’t expect the children in the city to pass notes in such a primitive way!

Rong Yu suddenly felt an inexplicable psychological balance, and then felt that this seemed inappropriate for him, and took the paper with a slightly embarrassed face: "Thank you."

Geng Shuang shook his head, buried his head and went to draw his own.

Rong Yu carefully studied the piece of paper that Zheng Mingchi passed over, and found that it looked the same as the paper on the art book he sent, and it should have been torn off directly.

He thought that Zheng Mingchi had something important to say to him, and for a second, he even thought that Zheng Mingchi might have forgotten to inform him about the monthly exam, so he specially handed him a note.

But when Rong Yu unfolded the paper, he found it.

It was simply that he was thinking too much.

There is only a round puffer fish drawn on an empty piece of white art paper.

The bulging kind.

What's even more peculiar is that the bulging puffer fish in the painting is sitting on the desk, with its two fins dragging its big face, as if thinking about Yusheng.

Moreover, a comic-style dialog box was drawn next to the puffer fish, on which was written in Zheng Mingchi's unique font:

I am fresh and fat.

Rong Yu: "..."

Rong Yu: "..."

Rong Yu: "..."

Rong Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and was so angry that he secretly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and was about to crusade against Zheng Mingchi, but first received a message from him.

Watching carp by the pond: After class, I will take you to the pond for puffer fish sashimi, shall we go? #摇尾##鱼#: Me!No!go!

Looking at the carp by the pool: #穷碧# Is there such a kindred spirit?How about some salmon, please?Or arctic shellfish?

#鱼#: No, I want to go back to the dormitory to review.

Rong Yu wriggled and thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back and complained a bit later.

#鱼#: Miao Jiajia said that the monthly exam will be tomorrow!

This sentence was sent out, but Zheng Mingchi didn't reply for a long time.

Just when Rong Yu was worried that what he said was a little heavy, or that the meaning of complaining was too strong, which made Zheng Mingchi unhappy, he sent several sentences over there in succession.

Watching carp by the pool: ...

Watching carp by the pool: #汗##汗##汗# I forgot about this, are you angry?

Watching the carp by the pool: I never paid attention to when the monthly exam was taken before, and I usually do it when the papers are issued.

Watching carp by the pool: Are you angry?

Watching carp by the pool: #控头# Don’t be angry, I’ll go back tonight and give you the key points and then I’ll teach you some tricks, okay?

Although it seemed that Zheng Mingchi's reason was very good, Rong Yu felt even angrier after reading it.

This is disgusting, the gap between the rich and the poor between the top students and the bottom students!

Angrily, Rong Yu searched through the emoji for a long time, and then sent out an emoji filled with anger.

#鱼#: You go away, you have the exam tomorrow, there will be no time in one night, you will definitely not get a good score in the exam!

Points, points, the lifeblood of students.

The more Rong Yu typed, the more sad he became, he had only turned around for two weeks, and he was about to face the pain of being cut off qaq!

Zheng Mingchi thought about it for a while, and then looked at the distance between himself and Rong Yu.

Looking at the carp by the pool: It’s okay, the exam seats are disrupted by the class, sit closer to me, and I’ll throw you the answer.

After all, the monthly exam does not require a mid-term and final exam. It is just a routine test. It is rare to formally arrange the seat numbers with great fanfare, and there are a few rows and columns to change seats at will.

Rong Yu hadn't taken the monthly exam yet. The school he attended had only one final exam, and there were very few students in each exam. He even took the entire class exam once.

Rong Yu rubbed his face, and after a serious confrontation between the little angel and the little devil in his heart, he even lowered his head a little.

#鱼#: ... Can, can it work?

After Rong Yu moved into the school dormitory, Zheng Mingchi has been tutoring him with his homework, but Rong Yu has missed too many lessons over the years, and he really can't make up for it in a while.

And there is another one that Zheng Mingchi didn't tell Rong Yu. Except for Lao Luo and English teacher Xin Xin, other teachers in the key class have the habit of listing the class rankings in every exam.

The mid-term and the end of the term are nothing more than the monthly exams.

With Rong Yu's thin skin, he studied hard after turning around, Zheng Mingchi really didn't want to tell him that after working so hard for two weeks, even the worst student in the class didn't even get the grades.

Looking at the carp by the pool: Who told me that I forgot to tell you this time, next time I will definitely remember this kind of thing better than anyone else.

Watching carp by the pool: #摇尾# Don’t be angry, go back to the dormitory after school, I’ll order takeaway, and study after eating, okay?

Rong Yu was fooled again by foolishness.

#鱼#: Then I’ll go back and wait for you, after you and Jiang Wenhao and Tao Hua finish the fight

Come back to basketball.

#鱼#: I can learn by myself first, I won’t ask you until you come back.

Looking at the carp by the pool: #抓脸##抱宽# Okay, wait for me.

Since chatting with Rong Yu more often, Zheng Mingchi has collected many such intimate emojis.

Such as touching the head, rubbing the face, hugging, and some very obscene pornography/pictures.

A lot of inadvertent intimacy starts from subtle influence.

Zheng Mingchi even suspected that there was no such thing as homosexuality in the place where Rong Yu stayed before, or that even if there were homosexuals, he tried his best to hide himself so that he would not be known.

But through getting along with him, he could clearly feel that Rong Yu probably never thought that there would be other types of feelings between boys besides friendship.

#鱼#: Okay~#Ghostface#

When Zheng Mingchi saw this reply, he glanced in the direction of Rongyu in the classroom.

Rong Yu has already seriously started to draw, holding a paintbrush and lowering his head, not knowing what he is drawing furtively.

There is no evening self-study today, and school ends at 05:30.

Rong Yu packed her schoolbag quickly, and rushed out of the classroom in a flash.

Jiang Wenhao casually put a few books on the table into the desk compartment. It seemed that he didn't intend to take the books back at all, and asked across the corridor, "Dachi, do you have an appointment at the basketball court?"

According to the old rules of No. [-] High School Affiliated to the city, after the first monthly exam, each grade will have a basketball game during the teacher's marking time.

The No. 1 basketball game in the first year of high school was taken away by Class [-]. Jiang Wenhao has been brooding about it for a whole semester, and he is bound to win back his face and show his style in the second year of high school.

Obviously, compared to the monthly exam, the basketball game is much more important to Jiang Wenhao.

Zheng Mingchi originally wanted to refuse directly, but then thought that the main basketball players in the class had been preparing for this for a long time, so he paused and said with a smile: "Okay, but it's just an hour, I have to go back after the game, I have something to do today .”

"I only play for an hour, and I'm going to accompany Chen Kexi later."

Tao Hua had already packed his schoolbag, flung it casually over his shoulder, and stood at the door waiting for others with his pocket in his pocket.

Jiang Wenhao supported the basketball with one hand while turning and followed, jokingly said: "Hey, this is not divided yet, Taohuahua, you have become longer this time——"

Tao Hua said helplessly, "Can you change your abb-style calling method for me?"

Jiang Wenhao: "I won't change it, I'll just BB."

Zheng Mingchi found a few more books that Rong Yu might need from the desk warehouse, put them in his schoolbag, walked to the side of the two, took out his mobile phone and walked with the others while casually saying: "Slow down, I'll order a takeaway Send it up."

Jiang Wenhao was surprised and said: "What the hell, isn't it, your Aunt Zhong is so good at cooking and you still order takeaway? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, he's still happy." Tao Hua pulled Jiang Wenhao away a little, and asked Zheng Mingchi with some sighs, "You ordered it for Rong Yu?"

"En." Zheng Mingchi quickly clicked on the delivery software a few times.

Jiang Wenhao was extremely desperate: "Dachi! Are you still brothers! It's fine if we don't let you and Rong Yu stay in the dormitory together! I used to order takeaway for you! If the takeaway is not delivered, I will pack it for you to eat! Now You learned to order takeaway, but not for us! Instead, it’s cheaper—”

It seemed that he hadn't figured out what to call Rong Yu for a long time, and Jiang Wenhao's accusation ended halfway.

Tao Hua snatched the basketball from Jiang Wenhao's hand, handed him a bottle of water and stuffed it in his hand: "Calm down, drink more hot water, and read less jokes."

Jiang Wenhao retorted: "I haven't read Xiaoyan for many years! Do you think I'm still in sixth grade!"

Wu Hai, who was following behind, looked shocked, and failed to control his surprise and let it out: "Haozi, so you liked to read romance novels when you were in elementary school, aren't those just for little girls? !"

Jiang Wenhao rushed towards Tao Hua quickly, but he still didn't block Tao Hua's next sentence.

Tao Hua glanced at Wu Hai behind him indifferently, then suddenly smiled, and added: "Yes. What do you like most? "Long Riyi, You Are Dead", "No. 23 Angel Street", " Sparrow Wants Revolution" and the like, I couldn't bear to buy them, so I insisted that Dachi and I take turns buying them for him..."

Jiang Wenhao's face flushed red: "Tao Hua, you son of a bitch, I can't stop talking to you!"

After living together for almost two weeks, Zheng Mingchi could probably see Rong Yu's eating habits.He doesn't look picky, but he actually has a big mouth. I don't know how Rong Kangcheng raised him at that time.

I like to eat spicy food, but I have a bad stomach. I can't control my mouth. I also like to eat meat, and I only eat lean meat.

After going out with Zheng Mingchi again and being fed pearl milk tea, he started a new hobby.

Zheng Mingchi had no choice but to cook three dishes for Rongyu from a very authentic Sichuan restaurant, one spicy, one braised and one stir-fried, and ordered a cup of oolong milk cap from another milk tea shop.

After placing the order, Zheng Mingchi put the phone back into his pocket, and pulled back Jiang Wenhao who was about to rush towards Tao Hua.

By the way, he smiled and added a knife: "It's okay, Haozi, they don't know that when you were young, the girls in your class robbed you of romance novels, and you went to Tao Hua crying, asking him to help you get back with those girls."

Jiang Wenhao: "..."

Heartbroken, Dachi old iron!

The author has something to say: Rong Yuyu: Yes, Haozi, you are very fat!

Dachi: Listen to my daughter-in-law, Haozi, I also think you are fat!

Tao Hua: Well, it is indeed very fat.

Jiang Wenhao: ...I'm afraid I'm going to die with you.

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By the way, "Long Riyi, You Are Dead" seems to be remade into an online drama, hahahaha please raise your hand if you have childhood memories!