Brotherhood forced into business

After coming out of the basketball court, Zhou Wei and Xie Yu returned to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom door, Xie Yu found that the classroom was very quiet, uncharacteristically quiet.It was time between classes, and the noise in the corridor was in stark contrast to the quiet Wen (3).

Xie Yu took his seat and saw that Zhao Zhihua in the front row was burying his head, not knowing what he was writing.

Xie Yu poked Zhao Zhihua's back with his index finger, "Zhao Zhihua, what are you writing?"

Zhao Zhihua stopped writing when he heard this, and turned to look at him, "Writing a self-criticism."

"The letter of self-criticism?" Xie Yu was slightly taken aback, "What is the self-criticism? Haven't you committed any crime recently?"

Zhao Zhihua sighed: "It's not just me who wants to write, but our whole class, including you two."

Xie Yu: "?"

Zhou Wei frowned: "Did something happen just now?"

Zhao Zhihua nodded: "The old lady Xu came to the physical education class just now. Our class was caught watching movies with a projector."

"Madam Xu shouldn't be in charge of our class, right?" Xie Yu said.

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Zhihua said, "But she called Lao Cao over."

Xie Yu let out a low "lean".

"Mrs. Xu even memorized the names of those who skipped class." Zhao Zhihua looked at them, "You and Chen Yang are on the list."

"There should be more than this few people who skipped classes, right?" Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows.

"But the three of you are the number one player and the key target." Zhao Zhihua said.

Xie Yu: "...Should I feel honored?"

Zhao Zhihua patted Xie Yu's shoulder, showing pity in his eyes: "Poor baby, it's Chen Yang and Zhou Wei who got you down."

"...All right." Xie Yu had already foreseen from Zhou Wei that Mrs. Xu would treat him with prejudice, so he was not too surprised.

"By the way, do you want to order takeaway?" Zhao Zhihua said, "The review is due before the political class in the afternoon, so everyone plans to eat in the classroom."

"Sure." Xie Yu turned to look at Zhou Wei, "What do you want to eat?"

"Fish-flavored eggplant topped with rice." Zhou Wei said.

"Then I am the same." Xie Yu didn't bother to think about it, and ordered the same dish as Zhou Wei.

At noon, Zhao Zhihua went to the doorman to pick up food, while Xie Yu and Zhou Wei continued to write their self-criticism in the classroom.

Mrs. Xu asked to write 1000 words for the review, and it had to be handed in in the afternoon. Basically, the whole class was in trouble, and they all rushed to review in the classroom.

Xie Yu wrote the self-criticism just like he wrote the weekly diary before. He didn’t know how to do it. He glanced at Zhou Wei and saw that Zhou Wei had written more than half of the self-criticism. He couldn’t help but ask, “How did you write the self-criticism so quickly?”

"But of course the brain is fast." Zhou Wei didn't look up, and wrote two more words, "It's all pouring water, write three or four lines for things that can be solved in one sentence."

Xie Yu understood: "It's just writing nonsense, right?"

"You can also write trash talk." Zhou Wei put on the cap of his pen, clicked on his own self-criticism, and said, "What I write is trash talk."

Xie Yu: "????"

Zhou Wei's trash talk is written at a very high level, and you can't tell it unless you read it carefully. The whole article is ridiculed and full of skills.

Xie Yu said: "...Are you sure that Mrs. Xu won't pick you out if you are so arrogant?"

Zhou Wei's posture was full of humility: "Not sure."

"Then you dare to write like that?" Xie Yu looked at him.

"Well, I just want to write." Zhou Wei said.

Xie Yu was speechless.He found that Zhou Wei's perverseness was really perverse.The modesty on the surface is not true modesty, but the perverseness in the heart is the real perverseness.

"How is your writing?" Zhou Wei asked while looking at him.

Xie Yu paralyzed his pen and sighed, "I just wrote a few lines, I don't know how to write."

Zhou Wei heard the clue and asked, "Have you written a self-criticism before?"

Xie Yu said, "I only wrote it once, does that count?"

Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little surprised.

"What?" Xie Yu looked at him, "Do you think I wrote less?"

"No." Zhou Wei said, "I thought, you probably haven't written it once."

Xie Yu had a weird expression, "Why do you think I haven't written it once?"

Zhou Wei smiled, "You are a good student."

Xie Yu felt that the words were very ambiguous, since the premise of "you are" is "I am not", he frowned and said, "You are too."

Zhou Wei shook his head lightly and said, "You are a truly good student."

Xie Yu was dumbfounded, "Is there a distinction between good students who are worthy of the name and those who are not?"

Zhou Wei nodded, "You are worthy of the name, but I..."

Xie Yu interrupted: "I don't deserve my name at all." Xie Yu's tone suddenly became a little restless, "I beat someone before, and now I'm still punished."

Zhou Wei looked at him without saying a word.

The corners of Xie Yu's lips pursed into a tight straight line.He never cared about the title "good student", and never thought that "true name" and "not worthy of name" would make the two people so distinct.

He didn't want to "live up to the name" at all.

Nor is he "worthy of his name."

He didn't want Zhou Wei to belittle himself, nor did he want to set him apart with just a few words.

They are one type of people.Whether it is good or bad, it is a kind of people.

Can only be one type of person.

Zhou Wei looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "So, we've lost each other, and I'm also punished."

Xie Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

So fine.

Although I don't know where it is.

After a while, Zhao Zhihua came back, holding a bag of takeaway in his right hand and a courier in his left.

"Zhou Wei, your courier." Zhao Zhihua put the courier on Zhou Wei's desk.

"Express delivery?" Zhou Wei was taken aback.

"That's right." Zhao Zhihua said, "When I was just picking up the takeaway, there was a courier guy who was delivering the delivery. I saw that your delivery happened to be on it, so I brought it for you."

Zhou Wei frowned: "I haven't bought anything recently."

"Ah?" Zhao Zhihua was also stunned, "Could it be something your mother sent you."

"When they want to send something, they will send me a text message in advance." Zhou Wei said, turning over the courier and looking at the sender's address bar.

"Whose is it?" Zhao Zhihua asked upon seeing this.

"I don't know who it belongs to." Zhou Wei glanced at it and said, "The name is fake, and the address is also very vague."

"Could it be that it's not for you?" Zhao Zhihua took out the takeaway, handed it to Xie Yu, and asked, "Are there any other grades named Zhou Wei?"

"No, it says Gao Erwen (3)." Zhou Wei said.

Zhao Zhihua said "Oh", and handed him the rice bowl, "Since it was sent correctly, you can take it apart and have a look."

Zhou Wei responded, but his hands did not move for a long time. He stared at the address bar, thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?" Xie Yu asked while biting his chopsticks.

"It's nothing." Zhou Wei came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and stuffed the courier into the drawer, "Let's eat first."

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