born stubborn

Liang Yue must have gone crazy. During the whole morning after class, Yuan Yang was stuck in his seat to give him lectures.

Even when going to the toilet, I ran out with strides, and then ran back with strides.

No time is wasted.

Yuan Yang turned his head, and his suspicious gaze quietly moved away from the question to Liang Yue's face. It was the first time that he observed Liang Yue, a top student like Liang Yue, who seemed more genuine.

Liang Yue's brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were focused.

That shameless, bright, and inexplicable smile seemed to have never appeared on his face before, and the seriousness made people feel a little overwhelmed.

"Look here, don't look at me." Liang Yue didn't look up, but poked the paper on the desk with the tip of his pen, "Look here, these points I drew, here is the key point, let's figure it out first."

Being discovered unexpectedly, Yuan Yang moved his chair towards the wall with guilt, and then looked down at the question Liang Yue pointed out to him.

Under the two words of that question, two rows of eye-catching small black dots were drawn.

Not only this question, almost half of the questions on the paper were marked with black dots by Liang Yue.

It turned out that what the awesome man said, the bunch of dots that Liang Yue drew on his homework were the key points he drew.

"Do you understand this question?" Liang Yue looked up at Yuan Yang, his eyes were bright and serious.

"I don't understand." Yuan Yang answered honestly, not wanting to look at him closely.

"Take a pen and write it down." Liang Yue said with a smile: "Just write it down on this paper, and annotate these two words first..."

Yuan Yang finally understood Liang Yue's "high IQ".

He is not memorizing by rote, he has his own way of learning.

Textbooks, the contents of the teacher's lectures, and homework, if these things are a skeleton, Liang Yue is a knife to tear apart the bones.

Pao Ding disassembled the skeleton clearly, and then picked it up piece by piece and told Yuan Yang what it was.

what is this?

Separately what is this?

What is combined together?

Learning, in Liang Yue's opinion, is not difficult at all, as long as he understands 'what is this', it is enough.

But Yuan Yang couldn't do it. Yuan Yang had been rolling in the turbid mud for two years, and even his bones were covered with thick mud.

Ask him what it is, and he can only guess.

It’s okay to guess, if you guess right, Liang Yue will praise him with a smile, but if you guess wrong, Liang Yue will frown and think about it, and continue to patiently explain and analyze to him.

After a whole morning, Yuan Yang felt that he was very tired and could hardly keep up with Liang Yue's thoughts, feeling like his brain was overdrawn.

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, Liang Yue sat across from him again, and instead of joking or talking about topics, he actually talked to Yuan Yang directly in English.

Liang Yue's English pronunciation is very standard, without hesitation or hesitation, but he just speaks it in a cafeteria where people come and go, no matter how he hears it, he feels awkward.

Yuan Yang almost rolled his eyes, "You can do it, can you take a breath?"

"That's right, let's eat first." Liang Yue pressed his forehead with the back of his hand, and smiled, "I made a point last night because I wanted to explain my homework to you in the morning, but who knew you went to fight, you're really happy. "

"..." Yuan Yang looked at Liang Yue, "So last night, you just drew the key points and didn't fill in the homework paper?"

"Ah," Liang Yue smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect to fall asleep while painting."

"Thank you, Liang Dayou student." Yuan Yang stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed vigorously, but he couldn't find any taste.

"It's okay, go back to the classroom after dinner, let's continue." Liang Yue said.

"I don't believe you're not tired?" Yuan Yang frowned at him.

"It's right to be tired," Liang Yue said, "Not tired, how many wins is it not challenging?"

Yuan Yang stared at him, chewing on the tasteless rice, and didn't answer any more.

After lunch, Liang Yue blocked Yuan Yang in the classroom again, "Come on, continue."

Yuan Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looked at him and said, "Liang Yue, are you going to force your mother to remarry?"

Liang Yue stared at the English textbook on the table, stared blankly for a while, and suddenly said, "It would be great if she is willing to remarry."

Yuan Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had mistyped the metaphor, and he shouldn't have shaken out the heavy burden on Liang Yue at such a time.

People are doing their best to teach themselves English, but they are poking at their pain points. It's so heartless.

"I, take back what I just said." Yuan Yang said apologetically.

Liang Yue didn't know that Yuan Yang had already learned about his family background from Chen Xing, and what he said just now was just out of feeling.

Now Yuan Yang suddenly apologized to him tactfully, Liang Yue just smiled indifferently, he was not interested in explaining, nor in continuing with that topic, but turned to the business, "Continue to read the question."

"Let let, let let!"

There was a classmate in the aisle with a broom, and because Liang Yue was blocking the aisle, he couldn't go there, so he poked Liang Yue's chair with the broom handle.

Liang Yue subconsciously moved inside.

"Let let, let let!"

Another classmate, with a dustpan in his left hand and a mop in his right, kicked Liang Yue's chair.

Liang Yue moved inside again,

It directly stuck to Yuan Yang's body.

Yuan Yang suddenly felt a warm breath, which came from Liang Yue.

With a dry, sweet smell, it was forcibly sent to him by two classmates who cleaned the classroom at noon.

In an instant, some strange thoughts popped up in Yuan Yang's mind uncontrollably.

what happened?

How about my concentration?Eaten by a dog?

How can you be distracted at such a critical time?

Yuan Yang, Yuan Yang, what the hell are you thinking about?

Look at the question!Look at the question!

Because Liang Yue kept looking down at the question, even moving the chair just now was a conditioned reflex.

It is even more impossible to notice Yuan Yang's subtle abnormality, still sticking close to Yuan Yang, pointing to the question on the table seriously, and said in a deep voice: "This is a verb..."

Yuan Yang stared at the verb.

The verbs really moved, jumping up and down uncontrollably on the scroll, just like his current voice.

This feeling is right!

Liang Yue and Ding Yuanyuan are different, completely different.

Yuan Yang knew that he shouldn't think about this kind of thing now, especially he shouldn't have unreasonable thoughts about Liang Yue, but he couldn't control it, and his little heart began to beat the drum set non-stop.

Liang Yue pressed against him, and what he saw in his eyes were Liang Yue's knuckle-boned fingers plucking the bass strings,

What I heard in my ears was Liang Yueyue's voice,

You can even feel Liang Yue's breathing.

Puberty, so fucking cheating!

The goodwill comes so quickly, so irrationally, so restlessly and wildly, it cannot be controlled.

Before, I was still disgusted, disgusted, and wanted to beat him up.

Why was it suddenly attached to the body, and it was...

"Hey, you two are too..."

Hao Tian didn't know when she came in through the back door of the classroom, so she stood behind the two of them, tilted her head and looked at them and smiled, "I said, you two are too gluey, aren't you? We've been stuck together for a long time. I know you are studying. I don't know what you two are doing."

Yuan Yang and Liang Yue looked back at Hao Tian.

One has a guilty conscience, and the other is inexplicable.

"Are you jealous? How about you stick together too?" Liang Yue joked casually.

"Forget it, aren't you afraid of sweating?"

Hao Tian pouted, took out a few band-aids from her trouser pocket, walked over and threw them on Yuan Yang's desk.

"Here, I saw that your hand was broken this morning. I just went to the infirmary to ask for it."

"Oh yes, I forgot."

Only then did Liang Yue think of the wound on Yuan Yang's hand. He took all those band-aids in his hand, tore off one, and looked for Yuan Yang's hand with his head down. "Stretch out your hand."

"I'll do it myself." Yuan Yang wanted to post it himself, he was not used to bothering others like this.

What's more, he couldn't control his fantasies just now, so he didn't even dare to imagine the scene where Liang Yue squeezed his hand and put a Band-Aid on him lovingly.

"No, I'll post it for you." Liang Yue escaped and refused to give it to him, and said with a smile: "I posted it for you, you will remember my kindness, and you can't bear to let me eat chalk, so my chances of winning It will be bigger."

Yuan Yang frowned, and couldn't find a suitable reason to refuse, but just stretched out his hand to ask Liang Yue.

"Give it to me quickly, do you still need your help with this little matter?"

"Stop babbling, hurry up!" Liang Yue grabbed Yuan Yang's injured hand and shook the band-aid at Hao Tian, ​​"Squad leader, thank you, I'm still thinking about our Ruanruan hand. What about the injury?"

"Oh my god, I'm so sour!" Hao Tian rolled her eyes, and walked away from the back door of the classroom out of boredom, and said, "Don't forget that the professional class in the afternoon is gouache."

"God damn your family is soft?" Yuan Yang stared and pulled back his hand vigorously.

"Don't move!" Liang Yue squeezed his hand tightly, "You take it seriously when you're joking, don't move, cooperate."

Yuan Yang couldn't describe his current mood.

As in the past, he would definitely punch Liang Yue in the face and warn him to be careful when joking.

But now, he seems to be in a voodoo, a little delirious?

In short, Liang Yue squeezed his hand, and he didn't resist anymore,

Liang Yue told him to be soft, but he didn't resist too much.

Favorability is really a kind of thing that kills people's fighting spirit. Things and things that were originally unsavory and unacceptable, have completely changed their taste in a different way.

The two students who cleaned the classroom at noon opened the windows of the classroom one by one to breathe.

The refreshing wind of early autumn blew in from the opposite window, overturning some textbooks on the desks and rattling.

Liang Yue originally wanted to put the Band-Aid directly on Yuan Yang's wound, but found that there was a small piece of wrinkled and broken skin on the wound, and only a little bit of it was connected to the edge of the wound.

He frowned, and put the Band-Aid he was pinching on the desk first.

"Don't move around, I'll clean this up."

Yuan Yang didn't say a word, Liang Yue was too close to him, and the warmth from his hand was transmitted directly to Yuan Yang's palm.

Not to mention tearing off the small piece of broken skin, even if he bites him, he can't move.

He was afraid that if he moved, his chin would be in close contact with Liang Yue's forehead, and he might lose his mind because of it.

The author has something to say: Yuan Yang: "Let go, who told you to touch my hand right now?"

Liang Yue: "The author insists that I touch it today, what can I do? I'm also very helpless..."