Back to the year when my husband was the worst

With protruding wrist bones and thin veins, the young man landed defenselessly in front of Zhou Ya.

Zhou Ya's eyes were slightly deep, and he hung down to stare for two seconds, then turned his head to look elsewhere.

The head teacher's nerves tensed suddenly: "Don't bully the new classmates."

Xu Qingran flicked his finger and brushed it thinly across Zhou Yai's face.

Zhou Ya grabbed his hand: "The teacher said, don't bully me."

Listen, it's pretty innocent.

Xu Qingran turned his head abruptly, only seeing half of Zhou Yai's face in profile.

Zhou Ya let go of his hand, and Xu Qingran quickly retracted his hand.

Xu Qingran sneered: "Teacher, his eyes hurt even when he looks at me. If you really press him next to me, his neck will twist."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qingran took the paper and walked away.

"This kid!" Old Wu stared at the office door, shaking his hands in anger.

Zhou Ya stood with his hands down.

Old Wu was exhausted, he clicked on the interface and waved his hand: "Okay, you go back, I'll think about it."

Zhou Ya did not move.

Old Wu raised his head and heard Zhou Ya say, "Is this Xu Qingran's achievement?"

The class teacher's face was very ugly.

He tried his best to hide Xu Qingran's name, because he was afraid that Zhou Ya would have an impression of this name.

Seeing Zhou Ya's subtle expression, Lao Wu asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Zhou Ya pulled the zipper up to the top, "Then I'll go back first."

"Oh."

Old Wu suddenly discovered that Zhou Ya was very similar to Xu Qingran's little habits.

"What did Old Wu say to the freshman?" Long and Lion poked his head out of the window.

Xu Qingran went in through the back door, and stuffed the paper into the belly of the table: "What did you say?"

"Don't pretend." Long Shi took it back and said, "Didn't you go to the office to inquire about the enemy's situation?"

Xu Qingran: "I'll go over and ask questions."

Just when the school committee passed by, Xu Qingran raised his chin at her.

Class Nine's school committee is 1.6 meters tall, a slightly fat and cute girl.

The school committee came over.

Xu Qingran shielded his face with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Do you have any recommendations for better chemical materials?"

"Chemistry?" The school committee froze for a moment.

"Well, chemistry."

School Committee: "Uh, there is a very good one in the dormitory, I will bring it to you tomorrow?"

"it is good."

The school committee walks away.

Long Shi stared at Xu Qingran's face and studied his hair.

Xu Qingran ignored him.

The pig friends and dog friends who had just retreated surrounded them again.

"Brother Ran, do you know what happened to the forum?"

Xu Qingran had no interest in chatting, so he pulled out a chemistry paper: "I don't know, go aside, I'm in the way."

The number one character Zhou Yai came to the class, and he figured out why the forum could be noisy with his toes.

Maoquan was pushed awake, yawned and went to the bathroom.

Lu Chen sat down unceremoniously: "Brother Ran, I think they really don't see much, obviously you are the most handsome grass in No. [-] Middle School."

Xu Qingran crossed out the answer he just wrote: "Isn't that what I always am?"

After he finished speaking, something was wrong: "What do you mean? Has a new handsome grass grown in the first year of high school?"

"That's not..."

Lu Chen hid his phone under the table, and on the screen were posts that had just started to ferment.

The post was published within 10 minutes, and the number of voters was relatively small.

In the past, there was a direct fault below Xu Qingran, but now there is someone who is equal to him.

Xu Qingran stretched out his hand to swipe, and the interface refreshed:

Zhou Ya, 388 votes

Xu Qingran, 387 votes

Xu Qingran: "..."

"Hey! How did it change!" Lu Chen was startled, and quickly put the phone back.

"The post has just been posted, so I can't explain anything." Lu Chen panicked, and said indiscriminately: "That Zhou Ya's eyes were long on the top of his head, and the bridge of his nose was so high, how beautiful it is!"

Xu Qingran: "..."

Scolding his husband blindly in front of him, is life too stressful?

Before Xu Qingran had a good fight with Lu Chen, Long Shi suddenly grabbed Lu Chen: "Hey——"

With this "hey", Xu Qingran knew that Zhou Yai was probably back.

The group of people in front of them had grim expressions.

Xu Qingran became nervous: "Yes, Zhou Ya is so stupid that he deserves to be a school grass."

As soon as the words were spoken, Xu Qingran's face became numb.

Damn, what did you say.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Is this a compliment or a curse?

The corner atmosphere freezes.

A low laugh came from behind.

Zhou Ya walked over from behind the group of people, and said flatly to the back of someone's head, "Thank you."

I don't know whether Xie Xu Qingran called him an idiot or Xie Xu Qingran praised him as a schoolboy.

Xu Qingran buried his face in the table.

Crazy, all his demeanor in front of Zhou Yai was completely ruined.

Hold.

Xu Qing was buried for a long time.

In the next chemistry class, Xu Qingran also didn't want to face chemistry.

Buried buried, feeling someone put something on his table.

Xu Qingran didn't care, and fell asleep on her stomach.

"Longshi." Maoquan patted Longshi: "You dropped something."

Longshi turned his head to look at the ground, there was a piece of post-it note, he picked it up, and saw three lines of flying and phoenix dancing on the paper.

"XX38 sets"

"XX Must Brush Questions"

PS: Brush these two to try.

"It's not mine." Looking at the unfamiliar handwriting, Longshi muttered, "Who littered..."

As he spoke, he crumpled the post-it notes and threw them into the garbage bag hanging between Maoquan and Xu Qingran's desks.

The class bell rang, and the number of teachers in the office was reduced by half.

Old Wu's moans and sighs could be heard throughout the office.

Dongdongqiang corrected the test paper, and said without raising his head: "Twisted melons are not sweet, as the kids in your class said."

Xu lightly made a cup of coffee, and the aroma of coffee beans permeated the entire office.

Old Wu took off his glasses.

"Is your coffee bitter?"

"Bitter, that can on the table, drink two sips for a whole day." Xu Weiqing passed by and asked Old Wu: "How about I make you a cup?"

"Need not."

Seeing that the interface opened by Lao Wu looked familiar, Xu Qing put down his coffee and walked back: "Xu Qingran's grades?"

"Yeah." Lao Wu took out the paper-printed report card of Zhou Ya, and let Xu Qingqing read it: "Zhou Ya's grades are very good, I think he has helped Xu Qingran a lot, and I wanted to arrange them to sit together .”

Dong Dong Qiang interrupted and asked: "Isn't your class doing rankings and choosing seats?"

"That's what I said..."

Xu Qingqing hasn't attended Class [-] today, and hasn't seen Zhou Ya, so she raised her hand to take the paper report card and flipped through it, and saw a file between them, with a blue background ID photo in the upper right corner, the boy's brow bone Deep, handsome, with a touch of familiarity.

Xu Qingqing took out his mobile phone and giggled: "Old Wu, you better stop thinking about the two of them."

Old Wu smelled gloating from this laughter: "How do you say it?"

Xu Qingqing sent the phone over: "Xu Qingran fought outside the school that day, who do you think he fought with?"

Old Wu: "..."

Drumming clang: "..."

At this point, the teachers of each subject in Class Nine will no longer try to make Xu Qingran and Zhou Yaiya settle down.

Xu Qingran spent the afternoon doing chemistry problems, and after school with Longshi, Lu Chen went to the back door business district for dinner.

Xu Qingran digested it for a long time and the weather disappeared, and he wanted to call Zhou Zhou Ya again after eating.

Turning around, Zhou Ya's seat was empty.

Xu Qingran: "..."

"Will you go to the Internet cafe later?" Long Shi retreated to the back door and waited for Xu Qingran.

They deliberately waited until after school when the crowds were thin.

At this point the teacher in the office is gone.

"think about it."

Xu Qingran has quit online games for many years, and now he is not interested.

But online games are really decompression.

Seventh Middle School does not allow trash cans to be placed in the classroom, and basically every student will prepare one or two trash bags.

Xu Qingran untied the garbage bag between him and Maoquan.

Long Shi glanced at the garbage bag in his hand, remembered and said: "By the way, I don't know who threw garbage at your place today... Oh, I thought it was garbage, a piece of paper, and just threw it in. "

Xu Qingran made a "hmm".

Lu Chen put his phone in his pocket and said casually, "A confession note? I thought no one would play this thing anymore."

Long and Lion: "No, the names of the two workbooks, what are the 38 sets and what are the compulsory questions, hey, why don't you take them out and have a look?"

Maoquan ate snacks in the afternoon, and there were a lot of snacks left in the garbage bag.

Xu Qingran thought it was dirty, went downstairs and threw the garbage bag in.

He guessed it was given by the school committee, and he would just have to ask for another copy.

I gave Lao Wu all four classes of evening self-study.

After eating, they bought two hours to surf the Internet, and played until Old Wu had attended two classes before going back over the wall.

Xu Qingran habitually glanced at the other end, but Zhou Ya still didn't come back.

Xu Qingran looked around, with question marks all over his head.

It is normal for him and Longshi to skip class and study at night, and Old Wu is used to it.

Why did Zhou Yai, a newcomer, skip class?

Long Shi passed the paper to the back and said, "The exam is next week."

"...I know." Xu Qingran was absent-minded.

Zhou Ya didn't come for the whole evening practice.

Xu Qingran suddenly remembered that he should probably ask Zhou Ya for his contact information.

In the dead of night, Xu Qingran heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground downstairs in the dormitory.

No. 11 middle school student dormitory locks the door at 30:[-] p.m. At this point, the dormitory management uncle has gone to sleep, and no one can come in.

Xu Qingran turned over a page of the textbook, suddenly remembered something, rushed to the door with a lunge and opened it.

The other door facing him had just closed.

Xu Qingran: "..."

Early in the morning, the classroom fell asleep.

Xu Qingran didn't sleep well all night, and she was still lying on the table under the pressure of class for three days.

There are many people in the classroom, and it uses a large square central air conditioner, which is covered by windshields on all sides.

There is a piece of misalignment, blowing all the way to the rear row.

Xu Qingran couldn't sleep, and lay on his stomach in a daze.

I was stunned and suddenly remembered another thing.

He had mild rhinitis and couldn't sleep when exposed to the wind.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the barber shop was adapted to this season, which was just right for ordinary people, and they would not feel anything when they fell asleep.But for him, without that blanket, he would wake up after a while.

Thanks to the thoughtfulness of the owner of the barber shop, he let him sleep for a few hours.

Xu Qingran's deskmate fell asleep, unable to sit at his desk.

"Qing Ran." The school committee went around and patted Xu Qingran.

"Huh?" Xu Qingran raised his head and turned around.

The school committee stuffed a coin-thick yellow leather chemistry textbook into his arms, laughed, and slipped out from behind to go to the toilet.

As soon as the man ran out, Long Shi turned around and dragged Xu Qingran.

"What did the school committee give you?"

Xu Qingran leaned back, yawned, and pushed the textbook over: "You want it?"

"...Don't." Long Shi said, "Why did you suddenly fall in love with chemistry?"

"Who gave me 28 points in chemistry."

When Xu Qingran said this, he glanced at the other end of the classroom and found that the seat was still vacant.

Xu Qingran: "..."

Zhou Ya did not come back until the bell rang for class.

In the first two Chinese classes, the head teacher was passionately worshiping on the podium, and the audience shook their heads.

Xu Qingran put the chemistry textbook into the table, and took out a set of papers to do it.

Accomplish the end of two Chinese lessons.

During the class break, Lu Chen rushed over to grab Xu Qingran's water cup.

After Xu Qingran corrected the paper, his score was still terrible.He pressed the set of papers at the bottom, and took out the yellow leather textbook given by the school committee.

When Lu Chen finished filling Xu Qingran with water, he took a curious look: "Brother Ran, does this picture have any grudge against you?"

Xu Qingran turned over the picture with a paralyzed face.

Longshi turned around and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "He has been doing chemistry since he came back from the office yesterday, I think he is in a daze."

Lu Chen: "Isn't it just 28 points? If you take the test a few times, you'll get used to it..."

"Get out." Xu Qingran chased people away with a water glass, and said casually: "This is related to my family status, it's nothing to get out of here, don't harass me."

"What family status?" Long and Lion held a corner of his textbook and looked up: "Didn't the school committee give you this, your family status with the school committee?"

Lu Chen was shocked: "Are you really eating the grass by the side of the nest?"

"Yes, that's right." Long Shi raised his eyebrows at the school committee member who had just come over, "Is it the school committee member?"

The school committee stomped: "Longshi, you fart!"

Long Shi was dumbfounded: "I didn't fart."

Xu Qingran covered his face: "You two hundred and five.

The school committee was so ashamed that they returned to their seats with their books in their arms.

The back door suddenly opened, and a gust of wind poured in.

A slender and cold white hand waved in front of Xu Qingran, and took away the yellow leather textbook.

Xu Qingran leaned back: "Which good grandson..."

He was halfway up, his head was propped up, and he saw a half-familiar face, Xu Qingran: "..."

Zhou Yai blocked Xu Qingran with one hand, held the book in the other hand, turned his head to look at the cover, and there was an indistinct contempt between his brows: "Why are you reading this book?"

Xu Qingran opened his mouth, thinking of the whole evening and half morning when Zhou Yai disappeared inexplicably, a subtle uneasiness welled up in his chest.

When Xu Xiaoba is upset, he usually doesn't speak well.

"Which book I like to read, what does it matter to you?"

At some point, the spotlight of the classroom fell on the corner of the back door.

The nearest dragon and lion, Lu Chen and Maoquan shuddered.

"..."

Xu Qingran said viciously: "Let go."

"Oh." The corners of Zhou Ya's lips moved slightly, obediently relaxed

hand.

The radio jazzed and played the preparation bell.

Zhou Ya: "Are you still angry?"

"..." Xu Qingran turned his back to him, and said in a low voice, "No."

The back is empty.

Xu Qingran took out the things to be used in the next class, and found that Maoquan seemed to be packing up.

Maoquan whispered, "Brother Ran, you have to remember to miss me."

Xu Qingran looked up.

Zhou Ya was standing beside Mao with a bag on one shoulder.

Xu Qingran: "..."