Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Zhou Ya's fingers swept across the side of his face, like a blush brush, giving Xu Qingran a blush.

Xu Qingran quit the game, returned the phone to him, and pretended not to understand.

You are fierce.

Your whole family is fierce.

Expression management can no longer get out of control.

Xu Qingran remained calm.

"Put away all those who play with mobile phones." Dongdongqiang walked in from the back door and glanced at the back row, "Put away other small actions as well, take out the test paper for city simulation, and I will see who will give it to this kind of question next time." I made a low-level mistake!"

Everyone got up and turned their heads towards him, behaving well.

Dong Dong Qiang picked and picked in the chalk box: "Your class is really poor, and you don't even have a decent chalk tip every time. Class representative! Go to the financial office to get two boxes!"

"Okay!" Sheep quickly stood up and ran outside, then turned around and asked, "Teacher, do you want a blackboard eraser?"

"No, take two rags." Dongdong Qiang rolled up the paper, barely took a piece of chalk and turned to write on the blackboard, muttering, "The blackboard eraser in the Seventh Middle School is getting darker and blacker, and it hasn't been wiped clean by a broken rag."

This class is going to talk about a high-frequency wrong question. After the math teacher finished writing the question number, he suddenly felt tired. Against this tiredness, he turned around and called the name: "Zhou Ya, you come up and explain this question."

Xu Qingran, who was almost in a distracted state again, woke up instantly when he heard Zhou Ya's name, and opened his eyes to look at the question number on the blackboard.

Zhou Yaai hadn't been called several times since he came to the No. [-] Middle School, and hesitantly threw the little note he was playing with back into the drawer, failing to hear what Dong Dong Qiang said.

Zhou Ya asked in a choreographer-director style: "Shall I explain this question?"

"Yes, question 28. I remember that you answered this question correctly."

Zhou Ya nodded without changing his expression: "Ah, yes."

Dong Dong Qiang then said to the other students: "Look, other people with good grades are doing their homework. One or two of you are fantasizing about being able to go to heaven every day, right? How many people didn't explain their homework yesterday and consciously go to me after class!"

Sheep came back with two boxes of chalk and rags, and when he looked up, he saw him standing on the podium as if preparing to give a lecture, and standing at the bottom, pretending to be listening attentively.

The sheep was suddenly a little excited.

Everyone was a little excited, especially those who had heard Zhou Ya's speech.This top student dug next door is especially good at giving lectures, often from the perspective of the students who are asking questions, and can often point out who and who have problems when solving the questions, just like the tutor standing next to him.

Xu Qingran leaned back on the chair and whistled.

Others booed and called, and the sheep ran up to the stage, presenting chalk and rags to Zhou Yai as flowers.Dongdongqiang didn't stop him, and after a minute he said, "What's his name, and he didn't take off his clothes."

Everyone shouted even more crazy.

Oh.

Xu Qingran stopped coaxing this time, and sat down to observe who was the most excited.

I glanced around, saw the podium, and met that person.

Zhou Yaina's eyes were indescribable.

what look.

Xu Qingran stared back.

Zhou Ya opened the chalk box and continued to look at him.

Something seems wrong.

Xu Qingran suddenly remembered that he and Zhou Yai had written the city simulation paper separately, half of each of them, 28 questions seemed to be written by him, and Zhou Yai didn't know what 28 questions were at all.

Xu Qingran flipped through the paper and found 28 questions. This type of question is often encountered, but he can't solve it conventionally, so it stumps so many people. It is easy to fall into the pit when solving problems according to the conventional method.He was silent for a second, and it turned out that Zhou Ya bumped his arm before he came to the stage, not to ask him to flatter him, but to ask him to give him the paper.

Xu Qingran didn't react at that time, so Zhou Yai took his own paper and uploaded it. This person copied homework very conveniently, usually he only copied the conclusion and not the process.

Long Shi tore off a piece of post-it note and pasted it on the test paper, ready to take notes while looking up: "Tsk tsk, brother Jair can take apart even a chalk box in a leisurely manner, it's extravagant."

"He was looking at the question." Realizing that he had cheated Zhou Yai again, Xu Qingran covered his face and was afraid to look at it.

Long Shi said: "Brother Jair has a photographic memory, okay? You don't even need to read the questions he wrote."

"Who told you that he wrote it." Xu Qingran said in a low voice.

Long Shi was stunned for a moment, and when he took a closer look, Zhou Ya looked as if he was picking the color of chalk, but in fact, he glanced at the test paper from time to time, and his heart also raised: "Damn?"

"He copied mine." Xu Qingran said.

"..." Longshi was in a complicated mood, "Can you play like this if you have good grades?"

This is the first time you have encountered this question, and you still have to understand the question for a long time, and Dong Dong Qiang is not asking Zhou Ya to write the question, but to let Zhou Ya go up and give a lecture.

Zhou Yai spent a long time putting down the chalk box, and pushed the test paper under the nearby projector: "Everyone, read the questions first."

Zhou Ya's fingers were projected on the big screen, and they accurately pressed the test paper to draw a line.

Xu Qingran knew that he had solved the problem, he breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the man solve the problem without distraction.

The young man moved his hand against the projector, leaned over and took out a pen to draw on the test paper, his shoulders were lowered, showing a green arc, and the temperament of this person was not the same, with a sense of alienation Gentle, with a little youthful carelessness.

Xu Qingran closed his fingers and framed the man between his fingers, and suddenly realized that he had just entered the stage of beating his heart.

The amazement and intoxication of other people in the room is no longer his business. In the space of so many people, his thoughts are all drawn to Zhou Ya, and Zhou Ya's lifting of his shoulders can cause palpitations.

Most of the time going forward, he was basically dragged away by Zhou Ya, how to talk, how to get along, it was actually difficult for him to touch the exact line, it was not clear, he would be afraid if he touched more, and he would be afraid if he touched less. Afraid, without rhythm, he simply tied himself into a group and let Zhou Ya drag him. After all, he just asked for an excellent sleeper when he got married, and there was no love at first sight.

Now it's only half a beat slow, and it sinks in belatedly, becoming sticky.

So Zhou Ya walked down amid the applause, glanced at Xu Qingran, and was rewarded with a coquettish look.

Zhou Ya was stunned, and looked at Xu Qingran again in disbelief.

The latter looked at him with a smile.

Either acting like a baby begging for mercy, or apologizing in embarrassment, or being affectionate.

It would be horrifying for another person to be stared at like this all of a sudden.

"Brother Yai." As soon as Xu Qingran approached, he was slapped firmly on the forehead with an ice-cold slap.

Zhou Ya put the test paper on the table, got close to feel the temperature of his breath, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I thought you burned again."

Xu Qingran: "..."

Zhou Ya suddenly recalled, turned his head to look at Xu Qingran: "Ran..."

"Get out." Xu Qingran threw away his hand in anger, leaned against the wall and calmed himself down.

Zhou Ya looked amused, and reached under the table to scratch Xu Qingran's school pants.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qingran patted away.

Zhou Yai persevered in answering it, stuffed a note in Xu Qingran's palm, and then sat back seriously.

Xu Qingran opened the note, and there was a neat line written by Zhou Yai on it: find a place to kiss later?

"..."

I used to be shameless at home every day and didn't feel this way, but now looking at the note, Xu Qingran felt that his whole body was going to burn, and he subconsciously looked for a place to kiss.

It will be a big class break later, and the time will be long.

But in broad daylight, avoiding the cameras is a daunting task.

Xu Qingran didn't think there was any place, sighed, and scribbled back three words: no place.

The note was passed back, Zhou Ya read it and put it in the drawer, changed the pen to his left hand, put his right hand down on Xu Qingran's lap, and spread his five fingers, which was very obvious.

Xu Qingran covered his hands, and those five cool hands immediately clasped them upside down, and clasped them firmly.

Holding a black pen, Zhou Jair drew a small, black love heart on the knuckles on the back of Xu Qingran's hand.

Kind of... exciting.

Xu Qingran lay down on the table, not daring to look at Zhou Ya.

Zhou Ya's body temperature was low, and his hands were cold. In contrast, his hands were as hot as tongs.

The boy's body is youthful and vigorous, and the volcano erupts, and there is a tendency for the dragon to raise its head.

Xu Qingran regretted the pull, buried his face in the crook of his elbow, and his mind was spinning.

Dong Dong Qiang was talking and saw the back of Xu Qingran's head, and flicked a chalk head over politely: "What are you doing, where are you looking, buried there and licking the table? My face is carved on your table, isn't it?" , you licked and licked there!"

Xu Qingran dodged, his mouth was faster than his brain: "I really dare to lick your face."

Dongdongqiang was so angry that he threw another piece of chalk.

The whole class burst out laughing.

Xu Qingran reflexively wanted to let go, but Zhou Ya did not let go.

Hold.

He heard Zhou Ya laugh.

Laugh again.

Stop laughing.

With his own strength, the emperor covered Zhou Ya's palms with sweat. After class, he didn't even look at Zhou Ya, and dragged him out of the classroom by hooking the back of the dragon and lion.

Zhou Ya gathered his fingers together, squeezed the water in his palm, and glanced at the two people who stumbled out from the back door.He said in his heart that Xu Qingran used to be so shameless when he threw down and pulled his pants. When did he become so shy? Could it be that his body has become green and his mind is also young?

"What's the matter?" Long Shi grabbed the handrail of the stairs, "Will you drink water again?"

Xu Qingran didn't deny it: "What do you want to drink?"

The two were swept into the school canteen like the wind, fished several bottles of water from the freezer, and took a rest on the playground with them.

Xu Qingran unscrewed the bottle cap and took two gulps: "Is the forum's network administrator from the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment?"

"Yes." Long Shi took out a bottle and tied the top of the bag, "Did someone mess with you on the forum?"

Long Shi hasn't been on the forum for a long time, and he hastened to touch the ball twice in his spare time, usually immersed in the sea of ​​questions.

Xu Qingran said: "No, I just want to ask you to suppress the confession wall."

Long and Lion: "Yes, but why press the white wall?"

Xu Qingran thought for a while: "There are too many love debts, and the house will catch fire."

"..." Long Shi said, "Last semester, you said that love debt is a sign of a man."

Xu Qingran was stunned: "Have I ever said such scumbags?"

Long and Lion disdain: "Which of your words is not rubbish?"

Xu Qingran: "..."

unwise.

After Long Shi sent the message to the network administrator, he stood up and picked up a bag of water, and said half-jokingly: "I want to wipe my ass now, it's too late, unless you destroy the corpses one by one."

"Ah." Xu Qingran stood up, picked up the bag and walked back: "Then what else can I do?"

Long and Lion followed: "What to do, keep it, no one in No. [-] Middle School can't tolerate you."

Xu Qingran: "Yes."

Longshi thought about the people of all grades: "Who is it?"

"Zhou Ya." Xu Qingran scratched his hair in pain, "Ah, I will die a miserable death, right?"

"Zhou... No, what does it matter to him?" Longshi suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, "What's the matter? He thinks you stole his limelight, so it's not interesting?"

"Fart." Xu Qingran put down his hands, "Isn't he the queen?"

Long and Shi disliked it for a second: "Who takes your play tricks seriously? I'm still a girl."

Xu Qingran: "...you are retarded!"