Squad leader

Less than two weeks after the third year of high school, Ding Yang has become a frequent visitor to the office of the head teacher, Lao An.

Who is Lao An, and how many storms and waves he has seen in teaching for so many years. He leisurely sips Laoshan mineral water with a big tea pot. he.

Ding Yang felt uncomfortable with lice all over his body, and he would switch legs from time to time, "Teacher, if you have anything to do, just tell me, I have to go to class soon."

Lao An raised his eyebrows, "Heh, did you know the class this time?" Lao An closed his homework book, took out the discipline inspection form from the drawer, and began to read, "It's been less than two weeks since school started, and you counted how many points you deducted yourself. ?”

Ding Yang looked disdainful, "Only one, two, three, four, five, six or seven times."

"On the first day of school, points will be deducted for not wearing the school uniform properly, points will be deducted for unqualified hairstyles, points will be deducted for jumping in the queue for lunch, and violation of discipline in the dormitory will be deducted once every two days on average. Is our class seven unable to accommodate you, a big Buddha?"

Ding Yang impatiently picked up the curly hair that was forced to be dyed three days ago, "I didn't jump in the queue, it's obvious that they took advantage of the number of people to occupy the girl's position."

"You still ignore you!" Lao An made a gesture to hit him, but Ding Yang reflexively turned sideways to hide.

Lao An had a look of resentment, "Jumping in the queue doesn't count, so what's the point deduction in the dormitory?"

"Anyway, I didn't say anything against discipline!" Ding Yang said confidently.

"Why is that? Could it be that Director Li is just looking for trouble for you?"

"How do I know if he's full? I just washed my hair. The time before school lunch break is too short, so I can't finish it. Then I let him see it."

Lao An was so angry that he almost pinched someone, "The school goes home every half a month, and I didn't tell you not to wash your hair. Why do you deduct points every time? You live in a mixed dormitory. Every time you deduct Class [-] is involved, can you show me some face."

Ding Yang looked disapproving, "It can't be my fault, I can't finish washing anyway."

"Report."

Jiang Tian lightly knocked on the office door, and came in with a stack of homework, "Mr. An, this is yesterday's Chinese exercise book homework, and I received 41 copies."

Lao An nodded, "It's one book short, whose?"

Jiang Tian didn't hide anything, he lowered his head and said, "I just collected it this morning, and I haven't had time to check the list yet."

Lao An was annoyed by Ding Yang, and his tone was not very good: "Check, check now!"

Jiang Tian's unreasonable anger hurt him, but he obediently began to check the roster.

Ding Yang's face was full of disgust, and he thought that this mother is a coward, who can't fight back when beaten or scolded. Those who know it are the squad leader, and those who don't know think it's an old maid.

He slapped the homework book, interrupting Jiang Tian's movements. Jiang Tian stared at Ding Yang with a look of anger, and Ding Yang said impatiently: "Check what, I didn't hand it in."

Lao An looked at him with a look of irrationality and strength, and he didn't get angry, "I really pissed you off, why is there such a big difference between all my students!"

Ding Yang answered the question in disbelief, "Then I don't know, you have to ask yourself."

"Shut up!" Lao An turned to Jiang Tian, ​​"Squad leader, I'll clean up my bed in your dormitory. I'll clean up and let Ding Yang move in. I'll move in tonight. I'll deduct points for Class [-] every day. I am ashamed to see you Song Shuai."

Originally, there was an empty bed in dormitory 412, but Lao An bought a set of bedding directly for the noon rest, and Ding Yang was assigned to the dormitory of Class [-] because he borrowed a student from another class.

Jiang Tian nodded, "Good teacher, then I'll go back to class first."

Before Jiang Tian closed the office door, he heard Ding Yang's furious voice, "Why do you change my dormitory!"

What he hates the most is those self-righteous adults arranging his affairs at will. This is the case when changing schools and changing seats.

"You still have face, you deduct points from class [-] every day, so you can't save me!"

Ding Yang twitched the corner of his mouth contemptuously, "You can change the bed, I want to change the seat!"

Lao An was so angry that his brain hurt: "You still bargain!"

Ding Yang persisted: "I don't care, I don't want to sit by the trash can, it stinks to death!"

Old An Hui's eyes were bright, he picked up the tea mug and took a sip, "Are you afraid that Director Li will catch you at the door every day, and tell me where do you want to go?"

Ding Yang licked his teeth, "Anywhere is fine as long as it's not next to the trash can. Anyway, I'm versatile and can chat with anyone."

"shut up!"

In the end, the battle ended with a wonderful balance: Ding Yang changed the seat and also changed the bed.

Ding Yang used to be in the last row by himself, near the small glass window at the back door. It was normal for Director Li to catch him playing with his mobile phone in class or doing tricks while patrolling the building. Chirping, delaying his sleep.

Ding Yang is also tall, so it is unrealistic to change seats and move forward, not to mention that he does not like to study, and it is a waste of resources to change seats to the front.There are four rows of seats in the class, and the two rows in the middle have to pass people behind the corridor, so Ding Yang can only be arranged to be the one closest to the window, which is the same table as Jiang Tian in the class.

It's not that friends don't get together, poor students and top students are born at odds.

Zhang Lei gloated, "Yo, brother Yang is going to be at the same table with the squad leader, have you changed your mind?"

Ding Yang kicked Zhang Lei's stool, "Get lost!"

Ding Yang stacked the books, Jiang Tian didn't lift a glance from the beginning to the end, as if Ding Yang didn't exist.

Ding Yang was a little embarrassed, he made such a big commotion, the bully didn't even raise his eyelids.

Ding Yang raised his foot and kicked Jiang Tian's stool leg, and stretched out a hand symbolically, wanting to introduce himself, he changed his mind to introduce himself to Xueba a little more politely, Ding Yang searched for Tang poetry and Song Ci that he had learned Yuan Quming's novels, realizing that he really didn't learn much, coughed a few times to cover up, "Ding Yang, just pass the word Ling Ding Yang."

Jiang Tian stopped writing for a moment, a little shocked that Ding Yang took the initiative to strike up a conversation, he looked at Ding Yang with a slight smile, and shook his hand politely, "Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Tian is all the same without any traces of dust."

Depend on!Xueba is Xueba, and the chapters that are exported are different from Xueba.

Ding Yang instantly had the illusion of being defeated, and he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ding Yang, who is a scumbag, was very puzzled, how could there be such a boring person as Jiang Tian in the world, as if his eyes were on the blackboard during the whole class.

In the history class, the teacher was spitting about Wang Anshi’s reform. Ding Yang put on his headphones and played with his mobile phone for a while, chatting with Zhang Lei furtively. Well, the history teacher is so fierce, if she finds out, she will be punished on the spot."

Ding Yang lay face down on the table in a daze, looking at Jiang Tian's eyelashes that fluttered from time to time.

Tsk tsk, these eyelashes are quite long, blinding such a pretty face for nothing, he can only study and can't do anything.

Feeling Ding Yang's staring gaze, Jiang Tian looked at him uncomfortably, "What are you looking at?"

Ding Yang patted his chin casually and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's okay to see that you look good?"

Jiang Tian choked, his ears blushed quietly, "Listen to the class carefully!"

Finally, when the get out of class was over, Ding Yang jumped up like a nail on his buttocks, "I'm really bored, so there's nothing to learn from breaking things."

Zhang Mengyao, who was sitting at the table in front of Jiang Tian, ​​turned her head with a look of disdain, "My brother Yang is mighty, it's not a problem, and the college entrance examination questions are also a piece of cake."

Hearing her sarcasm, Ding Yang snorted and said, "Go aside, my master's ambition is not here."

Zhang Lei turned back and lay down on Ding Yang's messy bookend and asked, "Where is your ambition, sir? To conquer the world or save the earth?"

"Cut, the sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!"

Zhang Mengyao immediately clapped her hands and applauded, "My brother Yang used this sentence perfectly."

At that time, Jiang Tian was discussing with Zhao Wen a material question about the "Young Seedling Method", and his eyebrows twitched when he heard the word "Honghu Zhizhi".

In Ding Yang's eyes, such a subconscious action was blatantly contemptuous!

"Hey, what do you mean!"

Just as Jiang Tian finished speaking the question, Zhao Wen suddenly realized, nodded and said "I understand, I understand" and returned to his seat.

Jiang Tian pushed down his glasses, and said innocently: "I don't mean anything, I just think the sentence "Chen She's Family" is very well written."

"Chen...what's Chen's family?"

Zhang Lei suppressed a smile, "Brother, the sentence you said is from the textbook, and Lao Anrang recited it before."

Zhang Mengyao turned to that page of the textbook, not to mention the articles, she didn't even remember the illustrations of Ding Yang, "Damn, I'm sick, how can I memorize it so long!"

Zhang Lei looked at Ding Yang pityingly, "We only memorized one natural paragraph, and the squad leader memorized the full text."

Ding Yang's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he threw the book on Jiang Tian's table angrily, "What the hell are you playing with me?!"

Isn't it just a machine that can endorse!

Damn, if you can memorize it after such a long time, it must have been a book in your previous life!

Affected by this unreasonable anger, Jiang Tian was quite innocent, but he thought that Ding Yang was a newcomer to an environment after all, and he might not be used to it, so he thought about accommodating this tablemate who had fallen from the sky. There will be less meat.

Jiang Tian honestly shook his head, "I don't mean that."

Ding Yang has such a temper, the headmaster Wang of No. [-] Middle School flipped the table in front of him, and then he was forced into the experiment by his father.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Ding Yang, who is tall and powerful, and Jiang Tian, ​​who has no actual fighting experience, Zhang Mengyao hurriedly smoothed things over, "Brother, brother, brother, you are the uncle, please stop, the squad leader really has no other intentions." , it’s just a matter of memorizing a book.”

The name Zhang Mengyao is quite common. A person may experience several "Zhang Mengyao" in his life, and there are several Zhang Mengyao in Experimental Middle School.

Zhang Mengyao of Class [-] of Senior Three is the sports committee member in the class, she is aggressive and outgoing, a typical Shandong girl.

A girl served as the sports committee, and the voice of yelling to exercise could overwhelm the boys in the entire playground, yelling and yelling, the whole playground followed Class [-] and ran at the same pace.

No matter how funny Ding Yang was, he never made trouble with girls, he sat down with a hum, and spent the rest of the class with his hands folded around his chest, staring at the back of Jiang Tian's head.

There was someone staring at him eagerly, which was naturally uncomfortable, but Ding Yang didn't make any noise to disturb people's study, so let him go, Jiang Tian only focused on studying the Hani Terraces and urban planning, and he didn't care who was sitting next to him. Jackals are still tigers and leopards.

"Damn, what's so easy to learn from that thing." Ding Yang cursed, flipping open the exercise book that Old Wang was talking about.

——Give a tic-tac-toe chart to let people see what kind of wind is blowing here?

——Draw a house for people to judge the date and time?

—— Factors considered when the railway crosses mountains and seas?

What is this all about?I didn't go to school to find the wind direction when I went to play Robinson Crusoe at sea someday!

Fortunately, Ding Yang closed the book with a broken pot, and glanced at Jiang Tian's scroll. He analyzed it with a red pen in a logical manner. A well-tac-toe diagram can fill up half of the world map. The ocean style is clearly drawn. The house is filled with shadows and the sun, and the railway factor has even taken into account the protection of animals. There is a clean big check mark on the entire paper. He has only seen this kind of check mark on shoes and clothes. On his paper, the teacher The fork is too lazy to hit.

As we all know, scumbags all have one characteristic - they don't like to study.

Ding Yang doesn't like to study, but also likes to confront teachers and parents. For Jiang Tian, ​​a cowardly academic bully, the monitor who knows nothing but exams is even more unwilling to admit it.

After finally getting through the exercises, the teacher yelled "Class is over", Zhang Mengyao stood up and yelled "Quickly stand in line", the students in the class ran out, Ding Yang didn't like to do exercises, and he was crowded with people when he ran Huddled together, like a group of whining wasps, he likes to spread his legs and run freely without anyone to control him, so he just got angry with Lao An, and he didn't run at all in the first two weeks of school.

On the contrary, Jiang Tian changed his neat and clean style, put away the books and workbooks on the desktop, and crossed out a few lines on the post-it notes with the schedule on his desk before getting up slowly.

Ding Yang stacked his feet on the table in a big way, and he didn't care that the ashes from his shoes fell on the textbook, "Why don't you go for a run?"

Ding Yang took the initiative to talk to Jiang Tian, ​​but Jiang Tian was quite surprised, "There were so many people just after class, they were crowded in the corridor and could not go down, so it was 2 minutes late."

Ding Yang disdains, "Smart."

"Then do you want to go down together, there is no one in the corridor now."

Ding Yang originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought that he was also a handsome and desolate school bully after all, if he couldn't even run a step, then he would be too cowardly to show cowardice in front of this coward!

Ding Yang's tone of reluctance did not change, but what he said was "It's gotta, I'll go, so as not to lose points and be educated by Lao An by pointing his nose."

Each class on the playground stood separately into small squares, and people scattered in the teaching building sporadically merged into their own squares.

Ding Yang has never been to gymnastics, so he naturally has no place in the class. Zhang Mengyao walked around and looked at Ding Yang's height of more than 1.8 meters and nearly 1.9 meters. "Ding Yang, stand in the first row, in front of the class monitor."

Jiang Tian: "Let me stand at the front. The first row has to slow down. Ding Yang has long legs. I am worried that if I run too fast, I may not be able to keep up."

Jiang Tian's tone of speech has always been indifferent, neither overly cold nor overly enthusiastic, but concise and concise, people can listen to it patiently and understand the meaning inside, willingly listen to what he said and do it.

"That's fine, listen to the squad leader." Without waiting for Ding Yang's opinion, Zhang Mengyao readily agreed to Jiang Tian's suggestion.

The team goes one by one in the back row, and fills up the excess by themselves. The physical education teacher organized the team with a microphone. Ding Yang stood there like a bamboo pole, out of tune with the whole world.

Jiang Tian turned his head and tore off a post-it note, "This is an English word I copied, why don't you take it and recite it first?"

Perhaps the awkward atmosphere was too suffocating, so Ding Yang coughed twice, reluctantly accepting Jiang Tian's kindness.

Ding Yang didn't want to study, so he spent three to four minutes in the team, his head dangling around, Lao An's poopy figure came into view, and he ran over from the teaching building.

"Yo, I read that right, Ding Yang, did you come to gymnastics today? Did you bring English words?"

Ding Yang was too lazy to argue with him, rolled his eyes back, and read the word in his hand very artificially, "disgusting, disgusting, disgust... Fuck, why is it so long, this word is disgusting."

Jiang Tian turned his ears to hear the strange tone of his words, and he also had the barrage attribute of making complaints, so he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Run! One two one, one two one..."

I have to say that this kind of group running is really frustrating.

Ding Yang couldn't stretch his long hands and feet, and stepped on Jiang Tian's feet several times, and stepped on the heel of his shoe once, Jiang Tian had no choice but to leave the team to lift the shoes.

When Jiang Tian caught up with the team, Ding Yang was also a little embarrassed. He just wanted to speak but didn't know what to call him.

Let's call it "Jiang Tian'er". People in the north speak with a sonified sound, and the word Jiang Tian unconsciously becomes "Jiang Tian'er", which sounds very close.

Ding Yang lived with his grandfather in Shanghai since he was a child, and he has been studying in J City for two years. He has basically mastered the pronunciation of Erhua, but it would be difficult for him to call out so enthusiastically.

Follow Zhang Lei and call them "Squad Leader". To be honest, he doesn't like this monitor who only knows how to study.

Ding Yang said awkwardly, "Well... I'll run ahead."

Inexplicably, Ding Yang stepped forward to take Ding Yang's position, and Jiang Tian could only stop behind him and continue running.

However, Ding Yang had long legs, and when he ran, he took one step to beat others' two steps. Soon the team rushed up like a bulldozer to kiss the tail of the sixth class in front.

Zhang Mengyao ran to the first row, stretched out her hand to compare the formation, "Pay attention to the first row, and be a little slower."

Ding Yang was used to being alone, and he still rushed forward with his eyes closed. Jiang Tian tugged at his sleeve, "Ding Yang, slow down, you won't be able to keep up."

Ding Yang glanced left and right, and the long legs in the front row were a little out of breath, so he slowed down consciously, but after running, he caught up again, Jiang Tian had to pull Ding Yang's short sleeves Son, remind him to run slowly from time to time.

For a total of two laps, Jiang Tian pulled Ding Yang's short sleeves and ran for more than one lap.

"Stand, disband!"

This is really the most tiring time that Jiang Tianshang has learned to run for so many years. He was stepped on in front of the stand and stepped on the back of the stand. The uppers of the shoes were all black. Ding Yang is not an unreasonable person, so hurry up after running He apologized to others, "Ahem, that... I... I'm sorry."

Jiang Tian waved his hands helplessly, and said in a good temper, "It's okay, you'll get used to it after running around a lot."

Lao An suddenly walked between the two of them, and put his arms around Ding Yang's shoulders like a brother, "You two formed a revolutionary friendship after changing seats for a long time?"

Ding Yang gave a "cut" sound and shook off Lao An's paw, "Who will revolutionize friendship with him!"

Lao An said: "The squad leader is my favorite student, I entrust you to him, you have to study hard."

Ding Yang was disgusted with goosebumps all over his body, "Leave it to him, I'm not a fucking thing, fuck me."

Jiang Tian laughed with a "puchi", Ding Yang turned around and thought, what he said is wrong, why is he not a thing anymore? !

He gouged out Jiang Tian's eyes, "You're laughing!"

"No, the weather is fine."

Sandwiched between his two students, Lao An became the hole in the middle of the word "concave", and said earnestly: "Chinese culture is extensive and profound!"

After returning from the exercise, the class representatives took up space on the blackboard to write their homework. Jiang Tianmo wrote down the words he had memorized during the exercise, and then began to flip through the workbooks according to the homework written by the class representatives. like a robot.

The old man sitting next to him was different. He was slumped on the stool, with his long legs and arms stretched out. The running exercise just now really suffocated him.

Seeing Jiang Tian's canvas shoes that had already been wiped clean, Ding Yang also felt embarrassed.

"That... class, class leader, I will change dormitory to you tonight."

Without looking up, Jiang Tian took the math paper from Zhang Lei and nodded, "Well, I know."

"Then when school is over, I have to go to the dormitory to move the bedding."

Jiang Tian didn't look up. In a blink of an eye, he had finished the first four multiple-choice questions of the math paper, and was working on the coordinate system for the fifth question.

"Well, let's go back together after class."

People who can't talk to each other at all!

For the whole self-study period, Ding Yang tried to glance at the exercise booklet, but he glanced at Wusan's composition example. It was made up and made up, and he had to add several powerful idioms to a sentence, which was disgusting. He just slept on his stomach, and only got up lazily when he rang the bell to eat.

At that time, he was covered with a long-sleeved school uniform jacket. The elastic cuffs of the jacket were a little unthreaded, and it smelled of Blue Moon laundry detergent.Although it is still very hot in September, the afternoon and morning already have a little taste of autumn.

Ding Yang glanced at the badge on the school uniform jacket, muttered, "Good guy", straightened his collar, and put the jacket on Jiang Tian's stool.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!" Lu Lei poked his head out from the back door of Class [-] classroom, "Brother Yang, let's go eat together?"

Lu Lei is in Class [-] next door, shares the dormitory with Ding Yang, a virtuous, scumbag student who doesn't like to study, but he is better than Ding Yang in one thing, Lu Lei winks in everything, knows how to admit counsel, Ding Yang is a top iron, crashing through the Great Wall Not looking back.

"I heard that Lao An changed the dormitory for you?"

Ding Yang nodded impatiently, "He's the only one who has a lot of things to do, and he keeps an eye on that every day."

The two of them mixed in the rushing crowd and strolled slowly to the cafeteria like outsiders.

When Ding Yang lingered and finished his meal, the classroom was already in full swing and began to endorse.

Sitting for a long time just after eating is not good for digestion, Jiang Tian simply stood up and carried his back, Ding Yang lazily leaned on the back of the chair and played with his mobile phone, only heard the voice of Jiang Tian reciting words hovering on the top of his head, for a while it was "autumn water is long and the sky is the same color" For a while, it switched to the "Four Cardinal Principles", and for a while it was the Reform Movement of [-].

Jiang Tian's voice was very dull and flat, not like Zhang Lei who stuttered and couldn't speak for a long time after reciting a book, nor was it like Zhang Mengyao's machine gun, just a normal speaking speed and slowly going along. Come down to the knowledge points, and occasionally stop to think about the actions of memory.

Listening to Jiang Tian's slow endorsement tone, Ding Yang followed him with "Three Represents" and "New Three People's Principles". This is a magazine that Lao An bought to expand his horizons and composition materials.

In the whole three self-study classes, apart from going to the toilet and exchanging questions between classes, Jiang Tian didn't even have a single extra expression.

Ding Yang had read the "Chinese National Geography" over and over again two or three times, and just about to close the book, he raised his head and met Director Li's staring eagle eyes.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of rustling studying was heard, and Director Li reached out to flip through the book in Ding Yang's hand.

In the third year of high school, the school does not allow students to read all kinds of strange books. Lu Lei's comic books were confiscated before, and Yasunari Kawabata of the school committee Zhou Yuwen also accepted them.

Ding Yang was most annoyed by this kind of fussing over a molehill, just as Director Li was angry, he pressed him to prevent him from taking the book away, and Director Li's veins were almost stretched out.

Feeling the tense atmosphere around him, Jiang Tian whispered: "Teacher, it's the book I gave him, "Chinese National Geography."

Good students always have a bit of a face on the teacher's side, not to mention the key seedlings like Jiang Tian.

Director Li glanced at Ding Yang, "It's okay to read this book", and continued to patrol the building with his hands behind his back.

Ding Yang scolded his mother in his heart, closed the book angrily, and fell asleep on his stomach.

It was not easy to get out of class, but Jiang Tian didn't have the slightest intention to lift his butt. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, the lights were turned off in less than 10 minutes.

Ding Yang was a little anxious: "When are we going to move the bedding?"

Jiang Tian glanced at his watch, "Don't worry, wait for a while."

"Looks like the lights are off now, when are we waiting?"

Jiang Tian calmly finished writing a short essay on correcting mistakes in English, "Leave at 55:[-], there is still time."

"Nine fifty-five?! Turn off the lights at ten, how could it be too late?"

"One and a half minutes to get to the dormitory, two minutes to move the bedding, that's enough."

Ding Yang jumped, "That's enough, I don't need to wash my face and brush my teeth!"

Jiang Tian glanced at his watch thoughtfully, "There is one and a half minutes left, and I usually leave at 57 minutes."

What the hell!

Ding Yang has scolded his mother countless times in his heart.

Since ancient times, scholars and soldiers have never been cleared up.

Finally at 55 points, Jiang Tian stuffed "Tianli 38 Sets" into his schoolbag, packed a vocabulary book, and walked to the dormitory with Ding Yang, who was completely empty.

In front of gate 412, it took exactly one and a half minutes.

Lu Lei has helped Ding Yang roll up the bedding into a roll.

It's not convenient for Lao An to climb up to the bunk because of his old bones. The hole he occupied was in the Jiangtianxia bunk, and now it's vacant.

But Ding Yang is obsessed with cleanliness and doesn't like to live in the lower bunk.

Holding the bedroll between his arms, he said arrogantly, "I want to change the top."

"Okay." Jiang Tian put the schoolbag on the cabinet next to him, without any rebuttal at all, his temper was as good as a steamed bun.

Ding Yang suddenly felt bored, he leaned against the wall with the bedroll in his hands and stared at him as he jumped on the upper bunk to pack the quilt.

Jiang Tian rolled his quilt into a roll with a blue Stitch wrapped inside and handed it down from above. Zhang Lei took it and put it on the lower berth for him, and Ding Yang changed to the upper berth as he wished.

"Don't step on my bed sheet with your shoes on, just remember to flatten it when you step on it up and down, otherwise points will be deducted."

It's not an excessive request, Ding Yang nodded decisively.

When Ding Yang was bang bang bang bang bang bang bang the basin or something over from the bedroom next door, the light-off bell rang inappropriately.

"Damn! There's no time to wash up!"

When Ding Yang was cursing in his heart, Jiang Tian had already washed up and sat on the small table beside the bed, turned on the small desk lamp and began to write multiple choice questions.

Depressed, Ding Yang hid in the toilet with his toiletries, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Ding Yang came out with water dripping on his face, before he could wipe it off, Jiang Tian suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him over, staggered a few steps and almost lay down on Jiang Tian's bed, the warmth of his hands came through the thin school uniform, reflecting the small Under the light of the desk lamp, this posture is a little uncomfortable, and Ding Yang just wanted to speak.

"Hush—" Jiang Tian gestured for him not to speak, and pointed out the door.

There were solid and heavy footsteps outside the door, and Director Li knocked on the door, "Turn on the lights and pay attention to discipline."

At the beginning of the film, Ding Yang glanced at the real test paper for the college entrance examination on Jiang Tian's desk, the word is not bad.

The sound of Director Li's footsteps was far away, Ding Yang restrained his expression, and climbed onto the bed carefully.

If he was caught by Director Li's monster just now, he will have another ideological education tomorrow.

Ding Yang clasped his fists as a gesture of "thank you", Jiang Tian responded with a smile and said "you are polite".

The author has something to say: Thanks for reading, I wish you a happy life~