Squad leader

The holiday in the legal sense was over, and students returned to school one after another on the morning of the [-]th, and it was another assembly line operation of collecting homework, sending out answers, correcting mistakes, and issuing new papers.

The next day's monthly exam is basically a question from the vacation homework. The teacher doesn't explain it, but sends the answer to let everyone correct their mistakes. Everyone is discussing the question in full swing according to the answer, or directly memorizes the question if it is too late to figure it out. .

Jiang Tian was besieged to death, everyone clinging to the life-saving straw of Xueba, the first monthly exam of the third year of high school should not be too ugly.

And Ding Yang was too busy to get dizzy, his self-study classes were squeezed out, and he rushed to the playground every day and was abused.

Tonight's self-study Zhang taught Ding Yang specially to show him some targeted policies, and then choose a suitable training program.

After Jiang Tian sorted out the wrong questions, he glanced at Ding Yang's messy desk. The written papers were mixed with the unwritten ones, and some of them only wrote a few questions.

When encountering a rare normal person who can’t finish it, he just skips the next question. Ding Yang doesn’t take the usual path, he just changes the paper. Some of his papers are even half done before they find out that they are geography and not history. A "fuck", some titles are mixed with ghost symbols left by falling asleep.

Jiang Tian just thought it was funny, and unconsciously took his messy paper to sort it out and correct it.

The weather in October is already autumn, and Ding Yang's school uniform jacket is drooping on the stool very irregularly. Ding Yang didn't come back for three self-study classes at night. Jiang Tian glanced at the coat on the stool, and got off the self-study class to pack up his things. I took my schoolbag and went to the playground.

The street lights on the playground were bright yellow, and among the students there were directors at all levels who were potbellied and catching young couples.

Ding Yang ran the last lap and was stretching on the steps, his curly hair was sweating and sticking to his forehead limply.

Professor Zhang closed the folder, "If you are determined to take this path, practice hard for me. Don't embarrass me for the physical examination in April next year, and earn yourself a good future."

Ding Yang said with a hippie smile: "That must not embarrass you, after all, I am so handsome."

Zhang Jiao rubbed Ding Yang's head with his rough hands, "You're handsome, you don't care, you dog hair depends on the situation and you go clean it yourself, it's an eyesore."

He glanced at the students around him after class, "Alright, go back and rest, and remember to come to training on time in the future."

"Order!"

Ding Yang wiped the sweat on his arms, and turned his head to face Jiang Tian's smiling eyes. For some reason, he was suddenly very happy when he saw someone waiting for him. He ran over happily, "Squad leader, why are you here?"

Jiang Tian handed over the school uniform jacket, "I see you didn't take the jacket, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Ding Yang unabashedly arched his arms to show off his muscles, "How could I catch a cold? Look at this muscle, look at this strength, what do you call it in English, power!"

While showing off his muscles, he put on his coat obediently.

Jiang Tian disdained, "Be virtuous."

When they arrived at the dormitory, Zhao Wenzheng and Zhou Yuwen were discussing where the dam should be built. Jiang Tian took out a stack of Ding Yang's papers from his school bag and stuffed it to him, "I've finished your homework for you. You have an exam tomorrow. Please take a good look at the questions, especially the ones that draw stars for you."

Ding Yang looked reluctant, "I'm so tired, I still have to do the questions, can I not read it?"

Jiang Tian's attitude was very firm, "No!"

Ding Yang bargained, "Inhumanity, then my legs hurt, and I won't have time to stretch after reading the questions, and I won't be able to take the exam tomorrow if I can't get out of bed because of the pain."

Zhang Lei was so shocked that he almost swallowed the foam of toothpaste, "Brother Yang, the more you sound like a baby, the more you sound like a baby."

"Go away! I haven't paid for the towel yet!"

Zhang Lei honestly went to brush his teeth, "Why do big men still hold grudges?"

Jiang Tian found a middle way, "Then watch, let me massage your tendons?"

Ding Yang said in a very doggy way: "That's okay!"

After speaking, he threw off his slippers and took up half of Jiang Tian's bed like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

Jiang Tian smiled and shook his head, and began to pinch Ding Yang's legs. Wang Ruiqin's skill of beating his back and shoulders is naturally not a cover.

Ding Yang opened the paper, and all the questions he had done on it were corrected, and the thinking process of each question was clearly written. Jiang Tian only marked a few key knowledge points for him for the questions he didn't do, and there were some particularly classic ones. The title has a star.

"What does this question mean? Is intensive farming different from farming economy?"

Jiang Tian glanced at the title, and he didn't let go of his strength, "Intensive farming refers to water conservancy, canals, chemical fertilizers, farm tools, cattle, etc. You can understand it as meticulous and serious farming. The farming economy is more general and the scope is too large. Ten Nine would not choose this option."

"Ooooh, I see."

Ding Yang jotted down a few strokes, and then read them one by one.

The school doesn't let the students study too late, they have to turn off the lights and go to bed at eleven o'clock. Ding Yang was also a little sleepy after studying the questions for an hour.

The squad leader's massage technique definitely makes it possible to open a massage parlor!

Ding Yang didn't bother to take off his clothes, so he bent over to stretch the quilt. Clinical Zhao Wen suddenly came over and said in a low voice, "Can you lend me your paper?"

Ding Yang thought about his crazy handwriting, why not: "My test paper is not easy to read."

Zhao Wen insisted: "I just look at the key points of the squad leader's drawing."

"Okay then, be careful, don't break it for me." Ding Yang handed over his paper very preciously.

The first monthly exam in the third year of senior high school, to put it bluntly, is to check the students' homework during the National Day holiday.

At the end of the exam, every exam room was full of wailing, every question seemed familiar, and they were all the most familiar strangers.

Ding Yang, on the other hand, is fearless, writing more articles to earn more points, and there is no pressure at all.

After the exam, the teacher sent out the answer, and Zhou Yuwen held the answer with a sad face, "I failed the exam again this time."

Zhao Lei cast a contemptuous look across the small corridor of the classroom, "Do you big guys have some code words, every time you say that you failed the exam, and your grades are higher than each other."

Ding Yang leaned over to read Jiang Tian's paper. Jiang Tian was biting the tip of his pen and staring at a wrong question seriously, wishing he could see through the paper.

Zhang Lei made a look and signaled Ding Yang not to disturb Jiang Tian. He covered his mouth with his hands and said in a low voice, "When the class monitor reads the wrong question, don't disturb him. Xueba likes to fall in love with the wrong question."

Ding Yang puffed his mouth, made a movement of pulling the zipper to shut up, and ran out of the classroom as if he suddenly thought of something.

When Ding Yang came back, Jiang Tian had finished reading the paper for him by the way, and he was completely red.

Ding Yang pulled the paper aside, "Don't worry about the paper, let's see what I brought you?"

Ding Yang took out two Zhenzhi lollipops from his pocket like offering a treasure.

Jiang Tian was puzzled, "What is this for?"

"Eating candy makes you feel good, as my grandpa said."

Jiang Tian seldom heard information about his parents from Ding Yang, and this was the first time he heard him take the initiative to bring up positive information about his parents. He glanced at Ding Yang's lollipop, took a pineapple-flavored one, and said, You can eat that one, it's too sweet and I can't eat two."

Zhang Lei turned his head, "I eat what I eat."

"Fuck you!"

Zhang Mengyao couldn't help laughing, "Ding Yang, you are a bit cruel with double standards."

Ding Yang tore open the package neatly, stuffed the candy into his mouth, "I am willing!"

On Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and three days, each teacher is like a machine gun, chugs and chugs the papers issued during the National Day holiday plus the monthly exam papers, and everyone knows the results in their hearts. It's just tacit understanding of each other.

Whenever the teacher gave a lecture, Ding Yang would feel "fuck" in his heart. He basically passed all the key questions in Jiang Tianquan's exams. If he didn't understand, he didn't want to bother Jiang Tian, ​​so he just memorized the questions. As a result, the teacher's options were all unrecognizable. Take the exam without changing it.

Sure enough, the top student and the person who wrote the question are from the same world.

A top student and the person who made the question are in love, and a scumbag and the person who made the question are killing each other.

Experimental Middle School has two big Mondays off, and the non-embarrassing Sunday in the middle is a small break. There are no classes, self-study or lectures.

At noon, Wang Ruiqin would usually give Jiang Tian some food to make up for it. The mother always felt that her son had nothing to eat or drink when he went to school outside.

At noon, Jiang Tian took Ding Yang to the school gate to pick up food and then went to the cafeteria to eat together. He exchanged pleasantries with Wang Ruiqin, nothing more than how he was studying, how well he was eating and wearing clothes.

As soon as he turned his head, Ding Yang disappeared.

"Ding Yang? Where's the person?"

People who are 1.9 meters tall are more conspicuous. Ding Yang stood beside a round bush and kicked the stones under his feet boredly.

It was only then that Jiang Tian remembered that Ding Yang's parents were in Shanghai. He tugged at Ding Yang's sleeves and shook the lunch box in his hand, "Let's eat dumplings together, my mother makes a lot of them."

Ding Yang smiled crookedly, "Okay."

The two took a dinner plate and poured out the dumplings from the lunch box. Jiang Tian's mother made a lot of dumplings. The mother always thought that the child had nothing to eat or drink outside, and every time she took a break, she wanted to send a pig.

Jiang Tian's fucking craftsmanship is nothing to say, the dumpling skin is thin and meaty, and the skin is a little hairy when stuffed in the lunch box, but it can't hide the freshness oozing out of the dumpling.

Ding Yang exercises a lot and eats a lot, so he loses his image when he encounters delicious food. Jiang Tian watched him eating vigorously, and was a little fascinated for a while when he heard the chopsticks staring at him.

Ding Yang was a little embarrassed, "Then what, monitor, don't look at me all the time, you can eat too. How bad it is for me to eat the food that Auntie gave you."

Jiang Tian pulled the dumplings in front of him, "No, I can't eat so much, you can eat it, my mother will be so happy if she sees someone eating his food so deliciously."

Ding Yang shouted half a dumpling in his mouth and muttered, "Auntie's craftsmanship is really amazing!" Ding Yang couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and the soup dripped down from his mouth uncontrollably.

Seeing that he was eating like a child, Jiang Tian took out a tissue and directly touched the corner of his mouth to wipe the soup for him.

Ding Yang was taken aback, and stuck out his tongue to lick the dumpling juice with the fragrance of celery, and accidentally rolled a small piece of tissue into his mouth.

"Don't worry, slow down." Jiang Tian reached out to pick the tissue stuck to his tongue without thinking.

The soft fingers and the soft tip of the tongue touched each other, both of them were taken aback.

Ding Yang took Jiang Tian's finger in his mouth as if joking, bit his little tiger teeth lightly, and Jiang Tian withdrew his finger as if he had been electrocuted, "Why do you eat like a child?"

Ding Yang looked at Jiang Tian's shy face, and suddenly felt a sense of triumph. He licked his mouth and stuffed another dumpling, "It's the squad leader, you always pretend to be old-fashioned, even though you are as old as me, you still pretend to be like you every day." Like old Ann."

Jiang Tian choked, "How can I..."

He thought for a while in a daze, he just assumed the position of class monitor, the experience of class monitor from elementary school to middle school made him used to a kind of "things mother" love boundless, everything depends on the class reputation and collective honor , especially for unstable elements like Ding Yang who unconsciously pay a little more attention.

But vaguely, he feels that Ding Yang is different from other students. Others will patiently answer their questions and ask for help. But because of his family, Ding Yang can't help but take the initiative to pay attention to Ding Yang's status. Take the initiative to take care of him.

Jiang Tian watched Ding Yang bury his head in his mouth and ate in full swing, and put two more dumplings into the bowl for him, and unscrewed the water glass to get him a cup of warm water.

Secretly, Jiang Tian felt that he paid too much attention to Ding Yang...

Ding Yang spent four or six minutes training and studying. The questions he did were basically the basic questions that Jiang Tian had screened for him, but the time was still not enough.

The time in the third year of high school was like being snatched away, and it was snatched back in the blink of an eye.

After Ding Yang changed his clothes and warmed up, sweat ran down his curly hair into his eyes. He was so annoyed that he asked Zhang Mengyao to ask for a leather ring and tied a "chaotian pepper" on his forehead.

Chen Tianyang looked at it, and said with a smile: "Ding Yang, your look is so unique." He even took a photo and sent it to the group of body special students, and the reply was full of hahahaha.

"Go, go, go, and laugh at you again."

During the two hours of free activities in the afternoon, Ding Yang returned to the classroom wearing a very delicate "Chaotianjiao". In addition to the funny shape, the color palette on his face also made people laugh.

Usually the forehead is blocked by bangs during training, but this time the bangs are tied up, and the forehead and face look like Oreos.

Jiang Tian smiled and said, "What kind of look do you have?"

Ding Yang pulled off the rubber band in embarrassment, but his hair was still unkempt. It used to look like a round mushroom, but now it is fried like a enoki mushroom. "Don't laugh!"

He pulled Jiang Tian up and walked out, "I have something to ask you, you go out with me!"

Jiang Tian: "What are you doing? I want to go back to the dormitory and wash my hair later."

Ding Yang threw his coat to him, "Go quickly, accompany me to the barber shop, it's the same if you go there to get washed."

"Why are you going to the barber shop?"

"Have a haircut, why don't you watch a movie?"

Until he was sitting in the barber shop, Jiang Tian didn't even think about why Ding Yang suddenly decided to cut off his precious hairstyle, obviously he had been arguing with Lao An for so long about his hair.

The barber sharpened his knife and picked up the scissors, "Handsome guy, what hairstyle do you want?"

Ding Yang: "Just shave an inch."

The barber carefully reconfirmed that if Ding Yang's curly hair was to be shaved, it would have to be shaved to the green skin.

Ding Yang was impatient, "Shave it if you want, so much nonsense, if you don't shave, I'll change."

"Shave, shave, of course."

When the barber picked up the buzzing clipper, he swallowed his saliva. Ding Yang's curly hair looked like a sloppy type of student, and there was no turning back after this slash.

"Handsome guy, do you want to shave the kind that leaves a pattern on both sides, or the kind that has bangs pushed on both sides of the sideburns? Recently, a lot of handsome guys here have come here to push a diamond or triangle or something."

"No need, just shave to look like a good student."

Like a good student?

This is beyond the scope of technology, and good students didn't push a hundred points on the scalp.

Ding Yang looked at the aggrieved expression on the barber's face, and didn't bother to make things difficult for him. He pointed to Jiang Tian, ​​"Just his hairstyle is fine."

Just after Jiang Tian washed his hair, he sat on a chair and let the hairdresser blow his hair. His short hair is really small, a little longer than the legendary "reform through labor" hair, and his hairstyle is only supported by his appearance.

The barber boy understood instantly, "Understood, the handsome guy will be fine soon."

After shaving his head, two pebbles walked out of the barbershop.

Ding Yang rubbed his head, "Huo, your hairstyle is cool enough."

Looking at Ding Yang's new look, Jiang Tian looked refreshed, with a bit of anger between his brows and eyes, and asked, "What is wrong with you and you want a haircut all of a sudden?"

Ding Yang: "It's too troublesome to wash your hair, and it's too troublesome to practice. It's easy to shave it. Do you look like a good student now?"

Jiang Tian nodded seriously, "It used to look like the big mushroom in Plants vs. Zombies, but now it looks like the nut."

"Damn it, I'm going back to find that Tony to settle the score."

Jiang Tian smiled and pulled him back, "I'm just kidding, it's pretty good-looking, a bit like the male star Zhang Mengyao likes, what's his name..."

Ding Yang took out his mobile phone and searched the picture, very disdainful, "I'm much more handsome than him, okay?"

Jiang Tian: "If you let Zhang Mengyao hear this, she will bite you."

Ding Yang touched his cobblestone proudly, "Tell me the truth."

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