Withdrawal

Qiao Luo didn't want to do homework, but felt that the behavior of not doing homework was very bad.

He hesitated to turn over the hem of his clothes twice, wiped all the water beads on his clothes, and then heard his doorbell rang.

Mr. Fu came over to visit Qiao Luo, obviously he was the one who recruited Fu Shizhou back, but he still pretended not to know: "Hey, why don't you come home when you come back?"

Fu Shizhou basically ran naked in front of his grandfather, and all his thoughts were taken away by Mr. Fu. With a headache, he glanced at the old grandpa who was not afraid of the excitement, and said, "I'm about to go back, so you're here now."

Mr. Fu knew Fu Shizhou's concerns, so he clicked on it, and pulled Qiao Luo to care.

Qiao Luo didn't want to do homework. Fortunately, Mr. Fu came to the rescue, so he obediently followed him and sat on the sofa, responding to Mr. Fu's concern.

After saying a few words, I had to sneak a look at Fu Shizhou who was sitting on a separate small sofa. The third time I saw Fu Shizhou knocking on his mobile phone, he was replying to someone's message.

Qiao Luo immediately thought of that senior sister, and that indescribable sense of frustration came back, wrapping him up from beginning to end, even the pain of homework was nothing compared to it.

Qiao Luo puffed up his cheeks, and died bravely like a strong man breaking his wrist: "I have to do my homework, brother Zhouzhou, don't you have to do something too? You can use my computer at home."

Mr. Fu let out a "Yo" and praised Qiao Luo: "Are we Luoluo willing to take the initiative to do our homework?"

He provoked the two of them at once, Fu Shizhou's face became hot with embarrassment when he said "yo", and Qiao Luo felt embarrassed when he said "actively".

When Qiao Luo was a child, he often went to Fu's house to play in order to cling to Fu Shizhou, but it was really fun, even if he lay on the table and counted his fingers boringly, as long as no one was urging him, he would never take out his homework.

The old account was overturned, Qiao Luo said embarrassingly: "I always take the initiative to do my homework."

Mr. Fu patted Qiao Luo's little head, glanced at Fu Shizhou, and said pointedly: "Shizhou took Luoluo to do homework, and Xiao Qiao and his wife also went to work when they had something to do. Today, Mr. Fu, I will cook and cook a meal for Luoluo. Surprised."

Qiao's mother said happily: "The two of us have nothing to do. We plan to stay at home with Luoluo today. I will help Uncle Fu. Our two families don't have time to eat together."

Fu Shizhou suspected that Qiao Luo was frightened and stupid, and the sequelae were still serious-he was willing to do homework.

He looked at Qiao Luo worriedly, saw him take out his Chinese homework, then his math homework, then his comprehensive essay paper, and then his English vocabulary book, and finally couldn't help asking: "What subject do you want to write?"

Qiao Luo took a deep breath, as sincere as if he was asking for a lottery, took out his mobile phone and rolled the dice, the score was 5, which corresponded to the paper of Wen Zong, because Wen Zong had three subjects and occupied three numbers.

He took out his pen and wrote under all the short answer questions in one go: Answer.

Fu Shizhou laughed "puchi" and said, "If you don't know how to write mathematics, you can ask me."

Qiao Luo seemed to have received a holy order, throwing the essay paper aside and facing the math problems instead. It was still the old routine, writing: solution at the beginning of all the big problems.

Fu Shizhou was dying of laughter, the corners of his mouth trembled, he ignored Qiao Luo, went to the side and turned on the computer, logged into WeChat with the computer, and asked his senior sister to help him open the remote.

He adjusted the WeChat window to the top left corner of the interface to facilitate communication with the students in the teaching and research section.

The study room became quiet, Qiao Luohua drew the scratch paper to write math problems, Fu Shizhou tapped the keyboard to write the code.

But after only being quiet for more than half an hour, Qiao Luo came over with his paper and said, "I won't."

Fu Shizhou then stopped, looked at the requirements of the topic, took the calculation paper and gave him a lecture on the topic: "The sum formula of arithmetic series, memorize it once."

Qiao Luo memorized absently, and from the corner of her eye scanned the WeChat window on Fu Shizhou's computer desktop.

In fact, Qiao Luo is at the top of Fu Shizhou's WeChat chat interface, but because Fu Shizhou logged into WeChat for the first time on this computer, the chat interface only shows the contacts who have chatted with Fu Shizhou, and the most recent contact person is that A senior sister opened a remote for Fu Shizhou and sent a password.

The head portrait of the senior sister is a selfie, with big waves, light makeup, a little exaggerated earrings, and a sensible and sweet smile.

In fact, the little head portrait couldn't be seen so clearly at all, but Qiao Luo was able to draw the conclusion that the senior sister was really good-looking.

Fu Shizhou explained it once, going down to every knowledge point in detail, and then asked Qiao Luo: "Have you met?"

Qiao Luo stared at the senior sister's head in a daze, and ignored him.

Fu Shizhou looked up at him and followed his gaze. Qiao Luo was looking at his computer interface, and he was so fascinated by what he saw. It couldn't be because he suddenly became interested in the code he coded.

So Fu Shizhou asked: "What are you looking at?"

Qiao Luo said, "Senior Sister."

After speaking, he came to his senses, turned to look at Fu Shizhou, and panicked: "No, I..."

Fu Shizhou's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was obviously unhappy. He interrupted Qiao Luo and asked, "Is she pretty?"

Qiao Luo was particularly aggrieved, why, didn't he just take a look, and then get angry?I still look at such a small photo, that's a big deal, I also take a selfie and show it to my senior sister!

But he only dared to slander, and flattered against his will: "It looks good, senior sister is so beautiful."

Then I said in my heart: I just don’t look as good as me.

Fu Shizhou was so angry that his forehead hurt, and the corners of his mouth that were twitching from laughing just now were trembling with anger, and he thought of what Qiao Luo said the night before that a female classmate sent him a love letter.

It's really the flowering season and the rainy season, little boy, it's not bad that he can't move his eyes when he sees a beautiful girl!

Fu Shizhou reached out to close the WeChat interface, took the paper and rolled it up, and knocked on Qiao Luo's forehead lightly: "Don't look at it, it looks a few years older than you, I will tell you again, if I don't, I will tell you again." beat you."

Qiao Luo took back his test paper: "The arithmetic sequence summation formula, N plus 1 and then subtracting the two formulas, I can do it."

He returned to his seat listlessly, finished writing the topic one stroke at a time, and then he didn't want to look at the math problems anymore, and switched to the chosen subject chosen by rolling the dice, comprehensive literature.He chose multiple-choice questions blindly, and then muttered, "You don't care about me, my leg still hurts, and you are willing to beat me up."