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The legendary teacher Xie was quiet for a while in front of the exercises, and then stood up with his hands on the table.

"Teacher Xie" pressed his hands on the table, lowered his waist, and gently touched Yan Si's lips, parting his lips, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Yan Si.

Then he said, "That's what it means."

Yan Si stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and looked at Xie Zhi with a smile.

Xie Zhi had already sat down slowly.

The hand that was pressed on the table just now crawled forward, all the way to Yan Si, pulled up his right hand, inserted each of his fingers into the gap between Yan Si's fingers, and clasped him tightly.

"It means not to separate." Xie Zhi said.

"That's right." Yan Si laughed, "Mr. Xie, I have learned it."

Yan Si pressed the bulge of Xie Zhi's phalanx with his right index finger, rubbed it lightly, and said in a low voice: "I will spend my whole life practicing the knowledge that Teacher Xie taught me."

In other words, the teacher plays the game.

One is two, and two is three.

Since that night, Yan Si has been sticking his nose in the face, cueing their "Teacher Xie" anytime and anywhere.

"Mr. Xie." Yan Si stretched his long legs forward, tilted his chair, held up a Chinese paper, and pointed to the ancient Chinese translation, "I don't know it, teach me."

Pan Yan, who was sitting behind Yan Si, had his desk knocked by Yan Si's chair. Pan Yan, who had no intention of studying, raised his head, and began to eat this pair of schoolmasters showing affection with a bitter face.

"How can it not be..." Xie Zhi noticed Pan Yan's gaze, grabbed the exercises, and quickly helped Yan Si to read.

Yan Si's chair returned to the ground, and leaned over to let Teacher Xie give a lecture.

"Mr. Xie." After Yan Si finished his homework, he lay on the table and went to watch Xie Zhi do the last big math problem, and dangled the scratch paper in the air, "Can't you know this problem? I need Teacher Yan to explain it to you." speak?"

Pan Yan was gnawing on potato chips, and the potato chips fell all over the table. He turned his eyes from Yan Si to Xie Zhi, and then back to Yan Si.

"Ah—" Pan Yan, who had watched the show all day, let out a cry of grief.

Just as Xie Zhi was about to take his own paper and come back to do it himself, he was startled by Pan Yan's voice, and turned to look at him.

Pan Yan hugged the potato chips, tears streaming down his face.

"I beg you all." Pan Yan said, "Can teachers and students play this kind of game later!!!"

"Look at me—" Pan Yan pointed to himself, then raised his hand, drew an arc, and pointed at the other people in the class who turned their heads when they heard the sound, "And them."

Pan Yan: "Such a large group of scumbags are waiting for you to save, but you masters are embezzling each other's resources. Is this reasonable??? Should the resources of masters be used like this?"

"It seems that it shouldn't be." Although Yan Si said so, there was no apology on his face, but a smile on his face.

"That's definitely not what it should be!" Pan Yan said categorically, "The life and death of the certificate is already very painful. If you don't work hard on your grades, you will really have nothing—"

Indeed indeed.

It’s only the end of March, and most of the art colleges’ certificates don’t come out until the beginning of April. At this stage, there is nothing else that can be done except to study hard.

If you can't improve your academic performance, your mentality will really collapse.

"So, please stop wasting resources!" Pan Yan burst into tears, "Take us—"

"So pitiful..." Yan Si nodded his head and glanced at Xie Zhi. Xie Zhi already knew this pattern in the class, and nodded to Yan Si with a smile.

"Understood, so let's do it like this." Yan Si said, "I'm in charge of mathematics, Xie Zhi is in charge of comprehensive literature, and then, let's enter the learning master mode together as a class."

After agreeing to bring the whole class into the learning master mode, Xie Zhi and Yan Si voluntarily stayed after evening self-study to organize notes and exercise books.

Pan Yan has potato chips in his left hand and a basketball in his right hand. He was just about to go out to dominate the world, and Jio took one of them, passing by Yan Si's desk, glanced at the paper Yan Si was writing, then walked back quickly, and sat down on the desk.

Yan Si stopped writing the formula, raised his head, and asked, "What are you doing...?"

"You two benefactors." Pan Yan said solemnly, "You haven't left yet, how can I walk, let me learn it for another seven or eight minutes."

Yan Si: "Pan Yan."

Pan Yan: "Benefactor, please tell me."

Yan Si: "Do you know there is a thing called the World of Two?"

Pan Yan: "..."

As a trash who has been chasing Zhou Ya for three years and has achieved nothing so far, Pan Yan doesn't know, and Pan Yan feels bitter.

There were still many students in the class who were sitting in their seats and were going to accompany the two top students. Hearing this, they couldn't help laughing.

Pan Yan endured the humiliation: "I will know one day."

"Then you just need to know now." Yan Si said, "Doing homework here is the rare time between Xie Zhi and me."

The two are tired of being together all day long, and I really don't know which is more rare.

Pan Yan: "Then I'm leaving... I always feel that I'm not very friendly to you."

"What's unfriendly?" Yan Si glanced at the other people in the classroom, "We figured it out in a few days, and it's actually you who are working overtime and doing homework."

Xie Zhi, who seemed not to be involved in the discussion, stopped writing when he heard this sentence, tilted his head slightly, and smiled.

It doesn't matter if you want a world for two, or if you are busy in a few days.

Xie Zhi knew that Yan Si didn't want these students to have to wait for them here—everyone was in the same class and helping each other was a very basic thing.

"The emperor's grace is so great!" Pan Yan sighed, and slowly raised his basketball foot, "The minister has retreated."

Yan Si looked at Pan Yan.

Pan Yan: "This retreat will last for one night!"

After Pan Yan finished speaking, he held the ball in his arms and slapped the male student who was sitting by the aisle pretending to be doing English homework, and threw him out to play basketball.

Within a few minutes, other people in the classroom also packed their bags and left one after another. The last person left the classroom, Yan Si suddenly turned his head and looked at Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi was looking at Yan Si, caught off guard and did not dodge.

"What are you looking at me for?" Yan Si picked up Xie Zhi's water glass and took a sip casually.

"Do you need a reason to look at my boyfriend?" Xie Zhi smiled, "Seeing that he is handsome and kind."

Xie Zhi added: "I like him the most."

"Thank you." Yan Si threw away the pen, and went over with all his hands, wrapped Xie Zhi's waist, hugged him into his arms, and kissed, "My little friend, you are beautiful and kind."

Yan Si paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I also like him the most."

After saying this, Yan Si ignored Xie Zhi's reddened eyes, went back triumphantly, and continued to copy the string of formulas he hadn't finished writing just now.

Yan Si wants to help the so-called "students" in the class improve their scores. The method is very simple. First, open the exam syllabus, grab the formulas that are most frequently tested in it, and then find some questions one by one and put them next to the formulas. Logic, arrange the content from easy to difficult, and everyone can do the questions.

As for the comprehensive essay in charge of Xie Zhi, relatively speaking, there is even less room for development.

Xie Zhi just organized the answering methods that he thought were good into words, and then sorted out the mind maps of the three subjects of literature and comprehensive studies that he had sorted out in a logical order, and put them together for everyone to recite.As long as the content in the mind map is clear, although it is difficult to get a high score in the exam, it is not a big problem if it is beyond the basic line.

Many things are ready-made. The two of them started working on the first session of the evening self-study, and at [-]:[-] in the evening, they have already compiled the manuscripts for everyone.

Yan Si and Xie Zhi put the sorted things on Zhou Ya's desk, and left a note for her to be in charge of copying tomorrow. When they went out, they found two boxes of red Wangzai milk squatting in the corridor.

A slip of paper was pressed under the milk.

Pan Yan's handwriting.

Pan Yan: [You two benefactors, staying up late hurts your spirits, make up for it with Wang Zi, you will prosper and I will prosper and everyone will prosper! 】

After reading the note, Yan Si picked up the Wangzai on the ground, put one box in his pocket, and unpacked the straw in the other box, inserted it, and handed it to Xie Zhi.

"Little friend." Yan Si said, "Drink more milk and make yourself fatter."

Xie Zhi took the milk without saying anything, took the straw in his mouth and drank it.

At [-]:[-], all the lights in the building were turned off except for the lights in the rocket class; Xie Zhi and Yan Si went downstairs and were about to go to the dormitory when Yan Si's hand was gently pulled by Xie Zhi .

Xie Zhi pointed to the starry sky above his head and asked, "Shall we go to the playground?"

Yan Si withdrew his steps to go to the dormitory, nodded: "Okay, let's go for a walk."

Walking through the long ladder of the playground, the two walked into the playground. The playground was pitch black, and even the dean who caught the couple had gone back.

But on the contrary, at this time, the galaxy in the sky is very bright.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si walked half a circle, walked to the edge of the rostrum of the playground, turned up, sat on the edge of the rostrum, and shook their legs.

Xie Zhi took a sip of milk, and asked Yan Si uncertainly: "Actually, today Pan Yan said that he has passed the certificate...I have the feeling that I have passed the art test again."

Yan Si didn't speak, just looked at Xie Zhi.

"So..." Xie Zhi took off the milk and held it in his hands, "What will I do if I fail the exam?"

If this question had been placed a month ago, Xie Zhi would not have thought about it. Anyway, at that time, he felt as if he had been beaten, and he was full of thoughts that he would be able to pass the Nortel No.1 exam.

Then he brazenly yelled about this matter in front of the media——

But until after the exam, until now, when I think about it carefully, I suddenly found something wrong.

Although it is true that he took the first place in the second set of papers, there are some things... not sure.

It's useless to panic now.

After listening to Xie Zhi's question, Yan Si thought for a while, took out the milk in his pocket, stuck a straw in it, took a sip, raised his head and said, "Do you think I did a good job on the set of math problems I gave just now?" ?”

"……what?"

Why is the topic span so large?

Yan Si turned his head and looked at Xie Zhi with a smile: "Am I doing well?"

"..." Xie Zhi had a rough look at the set of math problems just now, and there were no problems, "Very good, what's wrong?"

"It's very good." Yan Si turned his head away again, looking up at the galaxy above his head, "But I will never use that set of math problems for you."

"... so stingy?" Xie Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's not stingy." Yan Si frowned slightly, and looked at Xie Zhi again, "It's just because I don't need it—my little friend has very powerful observation skills, and can observe the mathematical logic I listed out through his own observation."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Yan Si smiled slightly: "And then, observe life more carefully than other things in the world."

Yan Si: "If such a person can't get No.1, then I can't think of anyone who can."

Xie Zhi didn't speak.

But the next moment, he stretched out his hand, hugged Yan Si beside him, and buried his head into his shoulder and neck.

"Understood." Xie Zhi said, "Then give it a hug."

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Ya received two secret books in class. He was overjoyed and photocopied a whole set for circulation to the whole class. Everyone read it carefully and carefully studied the questions, and made great progress in the school quiz two weeks later. progress.

In this regard, Ye Zhiyuan said:

"thanks, thanks."

On April [-]th in the Gregorian calendar, an ordinary Sunday, graduates will study by themselves regardless of weekends.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si came to the classroom after breakfast, and just opened the door of the classroom, they saw a cloud of smoke inside the classroom, some people were praying with a cross, and some people were sitting cross-legged on the table, burning incense and twisting beads, they were very pious .

Xie Zhi walked past Pan Yan who was sitting cross-legged on the table with his schoolbag on his back. After two seconds, he still couldn't hold back and patted Pan Yan's knee.

Pan Yan clasped his hands together, opened one eye, and said calmly, "Benefactor, start playing if you have something to do, and leave the court if you have nothing to do."

"...Are you okay?" Xie Zhi asked worriedly, "If you need to take you to the infirmary...don't be afraid to trouble us."

"Hahahahahahahahaha." Zhou Ya's exaggerated laughter came instantly, "Yes, yes, yes, I think his brain is really broken, so send him away quickly."

"Hey." Pan Yan ignored his goddess' teasing and just sighed, "The benefactor doesn't know. According to the tip, Nortel will produce results today."

Xie Zhi's smile froze on his face.

"Today?" Xie Zhi asked.

Pan Yan muttered, "Yes."

After Pan Yan said this, he stopped caring about everyone around him and continued rubbing the beads: "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, coax, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, please pray that I will pass the exam. Nortel can't, I will get results in a few days." It's okay, I don't pick, I don't pick..."

Xie Zhi glanced at Yan Si, the relaxed smile just now faded, and slowly sat back on the chair.

At the same time, in the principal's office, the landline phone rang.

"Hello." The principal got up early to work, and when he answered the phone, he was very kind, "Hello——Hello, morning paper reporter, we haven't received any news yet, is that right?"

"Okay, then, when the exact news comes out, let's get in touch as soon as possible."

The principal finished a phone call and just hung up when another call came in.

The classroom door of Senior Class 36 was pulled sideways. Ye Zhiyuan walked in casually wearing a knitted sweater, and was startled by Pan Yan who was sitting on the table.

"Pan Yan." Ye Zhiyuan smiled, "Sitting like this, have you considered how the table feels?"

"Ms. Ye—" Pan Yan wailed, "You don't know something."

Ye Zhiyuan: "Why don't you know? Isn't Nortel showing results today?"

Pan Yan: "Yes! Ah!"

Ye Zhiyuan: "What's there to be nervous about? Look at Zhou Ya, are you as nervous as you were on the day when Beifu's results came out?"

Zhou Ya stood up, tugged on her jk uniform skirt, and smiled at the teacher: "No."

Ye Zhiyuan also smiled: "How many times have I said that the skirt should be above the knee, come to the office later, let's talk about it in detail."

Zhou Ya: "..."

So the one with a kind smile on his face is definitely a devil, Ye Zhiyuan has no other option other than the devil, okay? ? ?

Zhou Ya sat down angrily, and Ye Zhiyuan drove Pan Yan off, put his computer on the podium, and began to study by himself.

Pan Yan wriggled behind Yan Si for a self-study period, and when class was over, he and Ye Zhiyuan walked out of the classroom at the same time.

"I can't sit still." Pan Yan said.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si turned to look at him.

"Let's go, I asked my mother to ask me to take time off from self-study, is there any one together?" Pan Yan asked.

"Ask for leave..." Xie Zhi asked, "What are you doing?"

"Of course it is to engage in metaphysics!" Pan Yan said immediately, "Pray to God and Buddha, believe in metaphysics, Africans will become Europeans."

...It can still be like this.

After listening to Pan Yan's grand theory, Yan Si smiled, turned around, and looked at Xie Zhi.

Yan Si: "Are you going?"

Xie Zhi: "But..."

"If you want to go, just say you want to go." Yan Si said, "I will ask my mother to ask for leave for us."

Xie Zhi thought for a while, nodded, and said in a low voice, "I want to go."

Yan Si understood, and went out to make a phone call. Not long after, several people had been asked for leave by their parents. Pan Yan's mother sent a driver to open a business seven-seater, and took a few children in the class who were taking the Nortel exam to go out to engage in "metaphysics career" ".

In the city of Chongqing, before the big exam, Laojun Cave must be the place with the most incense.

The weather was fine today, and it was the weekend again. The Taoist temple in Laojun Cave was full of people. They gathered around the incense burner to light incense, and the red candles shed tears all over the floor.

As soon as a few people reached the door, Pan Yan found a place selling incense and took everyone there.

There are many people asking for incense, and everyone consciously lined up to buy according to their own needs and financial resources.

Xie Zhi was in front of Yan Si, and just finished asking for three sticks of incense, when it was Yan Si's turn, Yan Si stepped aside, leaving the opportunity to the people behind him.

"Aren't you begging?" Xie asked Yan Si holding the incense in his hands.

"I don't believe this." Yan Si smiled, "My whole family is materialistic."

In fact, Xie Zhi didn’t seem to have faith either, but everyone said they would come and then they came.

There is a good saying - all come.

Xie Zhi didn't think too much, and followed suit and bought incense.

After inviting incense, everyone did not offer incense in front of the most crowded censer, but walked another section of the mountain road to go to the second view where there are slightly fewer people.

Xie Zhi lit the incense on the red candle, held three sticks of incense in his hand, and bowed seriously in front of the incense burner.

"Then." Xie Zhi thought, "If you keep me and Yan Si, you can both be admitted to Beijing Film Academy."

After Xie Zhi made his wish, he couldn't help but think again—after all, he only invited three sticks of incense, but wanted to bless two people, it seems a little wrong to say so.

Xie Zhi closed his eyes and said again: "If you can only bless one person, then bless Yan Si."

The Taoist worship method is slightly different from that of Buddhism, but in general, incense is first offered, and then bowed.

Xie Zhi inserted three sticks of incense into the censer, and at the same time as the three puffs of green smoke rose to the sky, Xie Zhi also turned around and knelt down on the stone-carved altar that had been placed outside for a long time.

The stone-carved platform was very hard. When Xie Zhi knelt on it, his hand was going to rest his head, but the position was not right. When he kowtowed, his head would not touch the back of his hand.

Xie Zhi didn't notice this, and kowtowed directly, but his forehead didn't hit the hard stone bench, but hit the back of a soft hand.

...It's kind of weird.

Xie Zhi didn't feel that his head and hands were touching, but it didn't matter if he hit a rock——

Xie Zhi was a little puzzled, raised his head, and looked to the side——Yan Si squatted beside the soft cushion, resting one hand on the stone platform, resting his cheek on the other hand, looking at Xie Zhi with a smile.

"Very good." Yan Si smiled.

"What's good?" Xie Zhi was a little confused.

"I said it." Yan Si withdrew his hand from the stone platform and hung it on his knees, "All your wishes will be fulfilled by me."

Yan Si: "It was a mistake just now, you are begging me, so—"

Yan Si raised his hand that was hanging on the ground, rubbed Xie Zhi's broken hair, and patted the top of his head again.

"I heard your wish." Yan Si said with a smile, "Bless you Yan Si, it will definitely come true."

"Everyone, let's go and eat hot pot together!"

The moment Pan Yan's loud voice sounded, Yan Si didn't withdraw his hand immediately, he rubbed on Xie Zhi's hairy head again, then put his hand down and stretched it out in front of Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi looked at his palm, lowered his head and smiled, and took Yan Si's hand.

Yan Si pulled Xie Zhi up, and the two of them came up from behind the incense burner. Pan Yan saw them, walked around quickly, and stood beside them.

"Brother Zhiyan, do you want to eat hot pot?" Pan Yan rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Are you nervously waiting for the grades you agreed?" Xie Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If you are nervous and waiting for your grades, you still have to eat!" Pan Yan said boldly, "People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry-you can take the exam next year if you fail to pass the Nortel exam. I can't take the exam anymore, okay?"

This is indeed the case.

Pan Yan convinced everyone present with this lesson. Everyone changed from skipping class to engage in metaphysics to skipping class to eat hot pot.

After Pan Yan's mother took everyone into the private room very gently, she disappeared by going to the toilet and handed over the home court to the children.

"Okay, before eating the hot pot, we have a ceremony." Five minutes after his mother left, Pan Yan took a basket and dangled it over the hot pot. "Everyone turn off their mobile phones and hand them in."

"Why hand over the phone?" Yan Si asked.

"Nortel puts up the list in the afternoon, and it's 02:30 now. I'll check the score after half of the meal, so why don't you eat it?" Pan Yan said righteously, "Contact my family in the last 5 minutes, and then hand it in on my phone. ,Began to eat!"

In the end, everyone followed Pan Yan's suggestion and handed over their phones.

Anyway, the outcome of whether or not he can pass the exam has already been decided, so there is really no need to affect the hot pot meal.

Soon, the dishes everyone ordered were delivered, the hot pot separated by Jiugongge was bubbling, and Xie Zhi helped Yan Si to burn his belly. He made a lot of strokes, 15 seconds was just right, and 16 seconds was too old.

After eating hot pot until four o'clock in the afternoon, Pan Yan's mother came in with a smile to let the children get on the bus and go back to school. When they entered the private room, Pan Yan's mother looked at Xie Zhi and Yan Si more, and her smile deepened. But he didn't say anything.

It is easy to get sleepy when you are full of wine and food. With the aroma of hot pot all over you, everyone gets in the car and starts to sleep in threes and twos. No one mentions their mobile phones.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the commercial vehicle was parked five meters outside the school gate—it was indeed impossible to get in.

Pan Yan's mother braked, and the inertia caused everyone to vibrate. Xie Zhi, who was leaning on Yan Si's shoulder, slowly opened his eyes, and casually glanced outside the window separated by the gap in the curtains.

In the next second, Xie Zhi sat up straight.

Yan Si was also in a daze at first, but when Xie Zhi sat upright, he frowned and opened his eyes reluctantly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Si asked Xie Zhi.

"Outside—what's the situation?" Xie Zhilue opened the curtains a little to let Yan Si look out.

I saw that the school gate, which is usually empty at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, is now crowded with people. Countless men and women holding microphones, cameras, and SLRs are standing here and there, and everyone's expressions are tired and excited.

"Damn it." Pan Yan also saw this scene and opened his eyes wide. "Could it be that the matter of the principal wearing women's clothing has finally attracted the attention of social media???"

"Brother Yan..." The classmate sitting next to Pan Yan shook his head, "Calm down, it's not the first day for the principal to wear women's clothing, and I have a mobile phone."

"Oh." Only then did Pan Yan realize that he still kept everyone's mobile phones here, and hurriedly returned them one by one, so that everyone could use the Internet to find out what happened at the school gate.

"Son." Pan Yan's mother looked around, but she couldn't see a way to continue driving. She pulled the handbrake and looked back at Pan Yan, "You may have to go in by yourself."

Pan Yan: "No problem, you have experienced many battles, okay?"

Xie Zhi knew that Pan Yan was talking about the incident surrounded by reporters during the art exam, so he smiled and turned on his phone.

The moment the phone was turned on, more than [-] missed calls poured in, including more than [-] calls from Ye Zhiyuan, more than a dozen calls from Ji Zeyang, and several calls from grandparents.

Xie Zhi thought for a while, and called Ye Zhiyuan back first.

The phone rang once, and the connection was over there.

"Hello." Xie Zhi held the phone and unbuckled his seat belt, "Ms. Ye, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhiyuan: "Hey, have you come back after finishing the hot pot? If you haven't come back, let's go out and hide for a while."

Xie Zhi: "...Huh?"

Xie Zhi had already unbuckled his seat belt, stretched out his hand to unlock the vehicle's safety lock, and opened the door while asking, "Why, Teacher Ye?"

"Because the bunch of people out there are—"

"Xie Zhiyan is here!!!!"

Ye Zhiyuan's words were interrupted by a scream from outside. Xie Zhi held up his mobile phone and looked blankly at the crowd who suddenly became agitated and rushed towards the vehicle.

Just listen to the outside shouting:

"Nortel's two No.1s are coming—go to them—"

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm sorry otz. [Slide rail apology] It has been changed!