Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Of course, military training bases cannot wholesale men.

Old Wu is very organized, with chic chalk characters, and clearly writes down the key points of the class meeting on the blackboard: entrance examination, parent meeting, class schedule, and study plan at the military training base.

The military training base study plan is still in the preparatory stage of implementation.

Summer No. [-] middle school students were thrown to the military training base for nearly a month. The effect is unknown, but the tuition fees paid by individuals are six or seven times higher than the tuition fees of ordinary high schools.

Xu Qingran still has trouble breathing when he thinks about that time, the summer is scorching, the sun is hot, and after learning mathematics, physics and chemistry every day, he has to accompany the instructor to play with handkerchiefs, small iron bowls, eight-person room, and the small stage opposite the balcony at night. Some people in the society shared short stories with both voice and emotion, and the majority of college students burst into tears when they heard it.

He didn't respond when Zhou Yai talked to Xu Qingran, and after a while he said as if awakened from a dream: "What are you doing?"

Longshi: "Do you know what you just said about tigers and wolves?"

Xu Qingran: "..."

Under the heavy pressure of the entrance examination, class reform, and military training base, "escape room" can't arouse the interest of Longshi.Old Wu walked away for a long time, but Long Shi was still holding the test paper in a daze: "Is it too late for me to drop out now?"

Xu Qingran patted his face: "It should be too late, get up from my desk."

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yai and Old Wu went out for a walk, came back to get a new schedule, bent down and stuffed it into the bulletin board.

Someone quickly took a picture and sent it to the class.

Group without Lao Wu (46)

— My day, here he comes, here he comes again!

- Exactly the same as last week's schedule!

—I heard from Class [-] that we are going to the Yinhu District Education Base this time.

-Vomited!

—The big top has been called a lot recently, I suspect he is going to be promoted!

Xu Qingran crossed out the class group and clicked into another chat box.

two pieces of information.

—Senior, the schedule for the sports week has been released.

—The pressure to change the system over and over again is really a bit heavy. Yesterday, two of us got sick in the dormitory next door, and there is also a study plan at the military training base. How about we contact the reporter?

This morning, chemistry, chemistry, mathematics, and mathematics were as usual. The teacher looked exhausted. It is said that they also changed their work content according to the class reform. version, the rest time is as thin as the snow in the south.

A morning lecture on exam questions.

Zhou Yai and his classmates borrowed the empty pen case with no water in the refill, and put it into two palm-high cups.

Xu Qingran corrected the paper with a red ink pen. He reckoned that the chemical score was over [-] this time. He felt elated and wanted to take a look at Zhou Ya’s paper, but when he turned around, he saw Zhou Ya’s desk was empty. Two mugs and a bunch of broken pens.

Xu Qingran: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Ya: "Secret."

"..." Xu Qingran spread his hands: "Where is your paper, I will help you correct it."

"Huh?" Zhou Ya held two cups as treasures to protect, and arched his back to let him dig out from the belly of the table: "Should it be under the chemistry book?"

Xu Qingran was convinced, the two chemistry classes were over, and Zhou Yai hadn't even brought out the papers. It's hard to imagine that such a person finally became a gentle people's teacher.

In the small break between the two English classes in the afternoon, a girl with a round face and a high ponytail came by the window, and saw that the back seats were almost empty.

She held the loose-leaf book and looked at the only person guarding the back row.

The boy's back is straight, the zipper is on his lips, his profile is too handsome, and he has an aura that is both good and evil.

She knocked on the window sill: "How are you, classmate?"

Zhou Ya looked up.

The girl asked him cautiously, "Excuse me, is Brother Ran here?"

"Brother Ran?" Zhou Yai paused, then said, "Not here."

"Uh, so do you know where he went?"

"do not know."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, thinking that although this man looked gentle, he was not easy to get close to. She was just about to have the courage to ask another question when she saw Zhou Ya handing over a pen.

Girl: "...huh?"

Zhou Ya curled his lips: "Add a WeChat account?"

girl:"……"

—Brother Ran, I put the proposal on your desk.

—Your deskmate is so handsome.

—It’s just that the character is a bit weird.

— probably not a nice guy.

- The sixth sense of girls is very accurate!

—Brother Ran, be careful, don't imitate him.

Xu Qingran deleted the words in the dialog box and tapped the phone again.

- What happened to him?

Long and lion squatted under the roof, holding the lighter and pressing out a pinch of flames: "It turns out that Miss Qing is your sister-in-law, so I said why do you always pick her to skip class every time, why have I never touched her when I went to your house so many times?" Been to her?"

"Why did you meet her? Want a holiday gift package?"

"Forget it, I'll ask."

Xu Qingran was sitting on the roof, with his long legs hanging in the air, and an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Long Shi picked up a cigarette and lit it, got up and leaned towards Xu Qingran, "Why don't you just light it..."

"I don't smoke."

"Don't be shy!"

"You fucking..." Xu Qingran pinched Longshi's face with his hands: "I quit smoking, stay away from me."

Long Shi suspected that Xu Qingran simply disliked him, so he stuffed the lighter into Xu Qingran's hand, "Stop making trouble, don't you want to take the script of the rebellious period?"

The lighter was tossed in the air, Xu Qingran caught it firmly, put it in his pocket, and after a while, he took it out together with the unlit one, squeezed it into a tissue in a ball.

Longshi said: "Damn, you are serious."

In fact, Xu Qingran has been faintly inclined to be a good person since last week.

Xu Qingran: "When did your Ran father come with you for vacation?"

Longshi took a puff and exhaled a puff of smoke, with complicated emotions, he choked out a sentence: "I specially found red wine flavored cigarettes."

Long Shi said: "That was the message that cutie sent you just now, right? I ran into her this morning."

"God damn military training base, and Kege."

"Didn't cutie say to find a reporter? It shouldn't be difficult to make a phone call?"

"It's not difficult." Xu Qingran squeezed a ball of tissues, "After finding the reporter, the TV station will report, what will happen after that?"

"Expose rubbish class reform?"

Xu Qingran said: "Then the whole school will suspend classes for two days, and the school will resume after this incident. The school will do whatever it is supposed to do."

Long Shi was stunned: "Huh? The school is not afraid of bad influence?"

"I'm afraid, the impact is not good, so the class will be suspended for two days." Xu Qingran put the tissue into his pocket together: "So the TV station can only interview individual students, and can't see the real situation. Please drink tea."

Similar things happened in the previous life.

With Xu Mingchen around, the school wouldn't say anything against Xu Qingran, but the few students who made trouble with him in the second year of high school had a difficult semester.

In the end nothing was done.

"Then let's prepare the photos in advance? I remember that the school didn't even issue a notice for the school fees. Is this considered an illegal fee?" Long Shi shook the soot in the corner, "Anyway, we can't go to this military training base, or else we can go with Qiao Gou first. Respond? Didn’t he always say that studying is more important than the sky, and this rubbish plan has nothing to learn except playing games?”

"Are you squatting there to feed the ants?" Xu Qingran jumped down and clapped his hands: "It's useless to talk to Qiao Gou about this."

"Why?" Long Shi felt that Xu Qingran was inexplicably resistant to Qiao Gou.

Xu Qingran: "Who do you think got the extra money?"

"..." Longshi took a breath of smoke, leaned against the wall and coughed for a long time: "...fuck?"

They heard the school bell on the roof.

When the smell of smoke dissipated, the two walked down from the rooftop. Long Shi glanced at Xu Qing's head of the little sun on the screen, and said casually, "How long do you plan to stay with cutie?"

Maybe it was because of the class, the cutie replied hastily.

- He didn't like me.

—That, the proposal book, remember to read it!

Xu Qingran replied with an emoji, and it took a while to realize what Long Shi was saying: "What the hell, Brother Ran will not have a harem in the future, do you understand?"

"Okay, okay." Longshi waved his hands perfunctorily, completely forgetting what happened a week ago.

The two of them were debating whether to go to the playground or climb over the wall to play games, until Xu Qingran's phone vibrated again.

The new information comes from a transfer student from No. [-] Middle School.

— come back to class.

"Who?"

"Big top." Xu Qingran showed him the screen, and Long Shi saw four big question marks on the top at a glance.

Xu Qingran’s nicknames for friends are generally very cheap. For example, Longshi has known him for so many years, and he has surpassed dog lions, donkey lions, and ugly dragon lions. Normally, he would note Longshi or Longshi’s real name Chen Wenhao, Like Lu Chen, Xu Qingran sent him a reminder of old fritters.

What the hell are the four big question marks.

Xu Qingran didn't return, put the screen out and put it in his pocket, as if laughing: "Our good student."

"..." Long Shi wanted to say that Zhou Yai didn't seem to be such a good student.

Two cups on Zhou Ya’s table were filled with empty pen cases, the edge of the pen case was wrapped with grid paper, and words were written on it. He spread out the Chinese test paper and brushed the comprehensive test paper underneath.

Xu Qingran slipped in through the back door, and distributed a pack of Pretz to Zhou Yai: "...It tastes like red wine."

Zhou Ya was writing the conclusion, reached out to take it, and suddenly grabbed Xu Qingran's hand.

The juvenile's hand bones were hard, and it was painful to the touch, and he came back from the hot wind from outside.

Before Zhou Ya could react, that hand quickly retracted.

Xu Qingran knocked on his desk: "It's on your desk."

Zhou Ya said "Oh", finished writing the last sentence of the conclusion, and looked up at the blackboard.

When Lao Wu talked about the excitement, his back was wet with sweat, and he was writing on the blackboard.

Zhou Ya had to ask, "Where did he talk?"

"Prose, you let me come back to class and do other papers by myself?"

"No." Zhou Ya put down the test paper and shook the two cups.

Xu Qingran: "...what are you doing?"

Zhou Jai handed one of the cups in front of him: "Want one?"

"……"what?

Xu Qingran felt that this scene was a bit familiar, combined with the last time Zhou Ya looked at the face, his eyebrows twitched.

Then Zhou Yai explained to him: "Yuelao's spiritual lottery, a total of one hundred and one, you shake it, read a number silently in your heart, and then draw one, it is said that it is very accurate..."

After writing on a blackboard, Lao Wu was full of energy: "Turning abstraction into concreteness, turning esoteric into superficiality, such a powerful and difficult scene is now, with endless opinions beyond words..."

"No." Xu Qingran said, "Are you a fucking idiot?"