coquettish and clingy

In September, the sun was scorching hot, the leaves curled up, and the asphalt roads were so soft that passers-by accidentally stepped on the asphalt, which was extremely troublesome.

Standing under the sun, Lin Zhichuan felt that his body and heart had been double devastated.This place doesn't even have a place to shade, Lin Zhichuan exposed to the scorching sun, the small universe is on the verge of exploding.

"Song Ke is an idiot, if he is 5 minutes late, I will blow his dog's head off!"

As if hearing Lin Zhichuan's resentment, Song Ke was carrying a big schoolbag and crookedly dressed in a pure white summer school uniform. He trotted over and greeted him warmly.

"Jiang Liuer, I'm coming!"

Lin Zhichuan had a headache, "Are you retarded? I'm not Jiang Liuer!"

Song Ke ignored him, and stuffed a hot bun into his mouth, "Eat quickly, my mother made it, it's still hot!"

Lin Zhichuan was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, choked and almost rolled his eyes, so he had no choice but to stop his resentment towards Song Ke, and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun.Well, Aunt Song's steamed stuffed buns are still as good as ever.

Song Ke hooked Lin Zhichuan's shoulder with one hand, strangling him very uncomfortable, "Let go, shorty!"

Song Ke rolled his eyes, they were obviously the same height, "What's wrong with you, bear it!"

Lin Zhichuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he twisted Song Ke backhand and begged for mercy, "Jiang Liuer, please spare me!"

This idiot... I've said it countless times, don't call him Jiang Liuer, why is he so stupid!Jiang Liu'er has nothing to do with him, you can't give him a nickname just because there is "Chuan" in his name!

Countless rivers and streams merged into rivers and seas... Lin Zhichuan felt that Song Ke had spent his whole life on these words, and this was the pinnacle of his literature and art.

"Brother Jiang, whose math are you going to copy?"

"Fang Yu, he is good at math."

"What about the language?"

"Jiang Xue's."

"Then you're done copying, lend me to copy." Song Ke swallowed the last mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, and said vaguely, "I said that you have a relationship with water. You see, you copy your homework because of rain and snow!"

Lin Zhichuan was speechless, "Can you shut up? I said, why do you want me to take the bus twice to your house? It's killing me."

Song Ke answered as a matter of course, "Of course we will go together on the first day of school!"

"Then why didn't you find me?"

"That's so troublesome, it's so far away."

"Go away, mentally handicapped!"

In September, school starts.Lin Zhichuan and Song Ke were promoted to the sophomore year of high school, where they were divided into arts and sciences.Lin Zhichuan Science, Song Kewen.

"Brother Jiang, you can bring me some steamed dumplings for lunch. I haven't done a lot of homework, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

Lin Zhichuan rolled his eyes at him, "What subjects?"

Song Ke was heartbroken, "It's not about a few subjects, it's about eighteen!"

"...good news."

Song Ke was wilted. He used to copy Lin Zhichuan's test papers, but after they were divided into arts and sciences, their summer homework was not exactly the same, and Lin Zhichuan went to other places to participate in the competition.Suddenly needing to be self-reliant, Song Ke was not used to it. It was too late for Moji to start making up homework frantically in the last three days.So he had to get up early on the first day of school, and he had to ask Lin Zhichuan to help him make up.

When we arrived at the classroom, it was really crowded, most of them were writing and writing, and the test papers were flying all over the sky.In the end, it doesn't matter whose paper is taken, as long as there are words.

Lin Zhichuan sighed, sat in the empty seat next to Song Ke, and began to help him with his homework.With Song Ke's huge workload, not to mention today's lunch, he won't be able to eat tomorrow.

"Jiang Liu'er is here, help Song Ke with homework?"

Lin Zhichuan looked up. It was Song Ke's front desk Wang Sisi, who used to be in the same class.Thanks to the scumbag Song Ke, he is fairly familiar with him.

"Ah, have you finished writing?"

Wang Sisi blushed, reached out to take a Chinese paper, and said, "It's finished, why don't I help Song Ke write the Chinese paper."

Just as Lin Zhichuan was about to refuse, Song Ke hurriedly stuffed the paper into his hands, with an extremely flattering expression, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"

Wang Sisi was stunned looking at the pile of blank papers in her hand. She just wanted to write one, to make her presence felt in front of Lin...but the papers were all in her hand, Wang Sisi glanced at the helpless Lin Zhichuan , gritted his teeth and took it.

Song Ke is a pig!

Lin Zhichuan bowed his head and continued to write. There was not much time left, and he had to rush back to copy his homework later.Chinese and mathematics are really annoying. Fortunately, he only has two sheets, so he can't write anymore.

Just as Lin Zhichuan was writing, someone knocked on his desk.

"This is my seat." The voice was good, but too cold.

Lin Zhichuan was stunned, then raised his head, and was even more stunned when he saw it.

Colorful hair, just swaggering in?Is the dean's eyes finally blind?

"classmate."

Lin Zhichuan immediately got up and moved away, still holding the paper in his hand, with a dazed expression on his face.Isn't there an empty seat next to Song Ke?When is someone there?

Song Ke was still at a loss than him, when did he have a deskmate?During the collective make-up classes during the summer vacation, there was obviously no one around him?

"That, you are..."

The visitor was very arrogant, ignored his new deskmate at all, and pushed all the test papers on the desk to Song Ke's desk.Before Song Ke recovered his strength, he let this person pile up his test papers like throwing garbage into a hill.

Covering her face, Wang Sisi whispered to the girls nearby, "Gu Jingcan, my God, I really got assigned to our class, I thought it was fake news!"

Lin Zhichuan and Song Ke looked at each other, confirming that they didn't know each other.But the chirping voice behind them had given enough information to let them know about the paratrooper.

"I heard that it was an order from the Education Bureau that separate art classes are not allowed, and art students must be distributed to each class."

"So Gu Jingcan has joined our class? Oh my god, he's so handsome! I haven't appeared much in the whole year of high school. I remember it's the violin player, my mother, a real person!"

"It's annoying, what are the art students doing in our class, that hair is like a parrot, is the dean a relative of him!"

"Shut up you, jealousy makes people ugly!"

Lin Zhichuan glanced at the clock on the wall, there was no time left.

"I'm leaving, copy it yourself."

Song Ke called out to him, "Jiang Liuer, hey, Jiang Liuer, I can't finish writing! Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!"

Lin Zhichuan didn't go back downstairs, and Song Ke didn't care about it either. He plunged into the pile of test papers and started to make up his homework. He didn't have time to get close to his new deskmate.

The morning of the new semester is always full of chaos, and it's time for lunch after the work is over.Lin Zhichuan brought Song Ke steamed dumplings and biscuits, and bought a bottle of water.He can't bring food in, he can only bring these.When they arrived in their classroom, apart from Song Ke, there were several others who were doing their homework, but no one was as arrogant as Song Ke, with eighteen papers.

"Let's eat first, don't rush this moment."

Song Ke didn't even raise his head, his pen was so fast that it seemed like a phantom, "Feed me, I can't spare my hand."

Lin Zhichuan smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, "Ke, I can only poison you, and I will feed you with my own hands."

Song Ke immediately stopped writing, gritted his teeth and began to eat, "The most poisonous thing is Jiang Liuer!"

"Then who, I don't know." Lin Zhichuan took his paper and began to fill in for him, "You are really big-hearted. If you don't write so many papers, you won't be afraid that Shen Grasshopper will beat you to death."

Shen Guohua, whose name is Shen Guohua, is their math teacher and head teacher.Because she is fat and her name sounds like a grasshopper in the dialect, the student gave her the nickname "Shen Grasshopper".

"I'm afraid, why aren't I afraid! When I think that he will punish me to stand in the corridor if I can't finish it, I'm in a cold sweat!" Song Ke gulped down his stomach, his face distorted as if he had drunk his intestines, "Isn't it because you're not here? If you are here, I will do homework with you! By the way, how about your competition?"

Lin Zhichuan wrote lightly, "That's it."

Song Ke didn't ask any more questions, and every time Lin Zhichuan spoke to him in such a light and light tone, he knew that this exam was not difficult, and that Uncle Lin didn't like it.

"Let's go together for evening self-study."

"Oh."

When the time was almost up, Lin Zhichuan shook his wrist and left.Before leaving, he didn't see the parrot go back to the classroom either.But it is not surprising that the courses of art students are different from those of ordinary students.Even if they were broken up and distributed in ordinary classes, they would still be out of place.

"Tsk tsk, tossing around."

There were no classes in the afternoon, the teacher arranged for cleaning and then left, the students moved freely, those who copied their homework were still copying, and those who were eager to learn had already started previewing new courses.

Lin Zhichuan looked at the thick book in his hand, and sincerely thanked the chemistry teacher, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

Teacher Zhang has gray hair, but he is in good spirits. He is even more proud to see his favorite student, "Go back and take a good look, and don't rush to do it."

"Ok."

After walking out of the office, Lin Zhichuan looked at the full English book as thick as a dictionary, took a deep breath, and returned to the classroom.

The noisy day reached its peak after the bell was rung at 09:30 in the evening. It was as if a reservoir was flooding, and students poured down from various entrances and exits.Lin Zhichuan sat in the classroom without moving. He usually studied for half an hour before leaving to avoid peak hours.

When Song Ke came to look for him, Lin Zhichuan had just finished reading a chapter, rubbing his eyes and preparing to go back to the dormitory.Song Ke felt a headache when he saw the English on the cover, "There is a new book? Lao Zhang is not afraid of exhausting you."

Even though he said that, Song Ke knew that Lao Zhang was really good for Lin Zhichuan.This book looks very expensive and hard to get, but he still gave it to Lin Zhichuan, and his son must have done this.

Lin Zhichuan closed the book, then took out a small plastic bag from his schoolbag, "Here for you, I forgot this morning."

Song Ke was delighted when he saw it, "Brother Jiang really still loves me!"

"Eating can't keep your mouth shut?"

"It's blocked! It's blocked!"

Lin Zhichuan slapped him, and Song Ke ate the biscuit with a smile, and followed him out of the classroom.The dormitory was a little far away, and the two of them walked slowly.The night wind blows in gusts, and it doesn't feel cool, and the two of them don't mind either.

"Jiang Liuer, I miss you, what should I do?"

"...Shut up, are you perverted?" It's not the first time that the two of them are not in the same class, and every time this guy makes such a bitter resentment, it's sick!

Song Ke gnawed biscuits like a hamster, and he didn't care at all. He had been tempered by Lin Zhichuan's poisonous tongue since he was a child, and he had already developed a nerve of steel, which was not painful at all.

"You are not allowed to flirt, I will go downstairs to supervise from time to time!"

Lin Zhichuan covered his face in pain, "I really want to make you look like the sun!"

This retarded man is addicted to acting!What are you watching during the summer vacation? You won’t be watching mother-in-law dramas with Aunt Song again?It's very deep into the play, it's a pity not to be an actor!

The two pinched each other until it was dark, and they didn't see two people standing in the shadows.

Huo Yun followed Gu Jingcan's line of sight curiously, "Who is it?"

Gu Jingcan's tone was lighter than his expression, "I am new at the same table, with his friend."

Huo Yun really laughed, "The two of you are quite fun."

Gu Jingcan didn't say anything, turned around and left, Huo Yunzhen immediately followed.