don't force me

Du Xuan pushed open the door. It was very cold in the room, and half of the window was opened in the living room.

He ignored the half window, went straight into his room and turned on the lamp.There are indeed a lot of homework, but in fact, he would not say anything if he did not write to the teacher. After all, he is "Du Xuan", and it is not a problem to miss homework once or twice.

Du Xuan threw herself on the bed, took out her mobile phone and sent Sun Rui a wechat message: How about it?

Sun Rui: Do homework.

Du Xuan: I've made up my mind.

Sun Rui: OK.I support you.

Du Xuan stuffed the phone under the pillow and took a deep breath. He didn't know if the decision he had made was right, but he wanted to give it a try and move forward according to his own ideas for the first time.

He was lying on the bed, thinking about the life he might live in the future, and couldn't help but want to laugh, until he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Which one?" Du Xuan asked, but a name popped up in his mind.

"Hurry up and open the door." Lin Tingan yelled at the door, "I'm going to lose it."

Du Xuan opened the door and saw a small piece of plastic hanging from Lin Tingan's wrist, holding a big bowl in both hands with grinning teeth: "Get out of here quickly, I'm scalding to death."

"What?" Du Xuan stepped aside to let Lin Tingan put the bowl on the dining table.

"Yam pork ribs." Lin Tingan took off the plastic bag from his wrist, "here are two more buns, made by my mother, very fragrant."

The aroma of pork rib soup rushed straight to the nose, and Du Xuan said sincerely, "Thank you."

"What's there to thank for that?" Lin Ting'an snorted, "My mother heard that you didn't have dinner, and she felt sorry for her~~ she forced me to bring it to you."

"Thank you, auntie." Du Xuan took the bowls and chopsticks out from the kitchen, "I can eat it, it smells really good."

Lin Ting'an opened the chair and sat down, looking at Du Xuan hesitantly, he opened his mouth a few times but couldn't say anything.

Du Xuan drank the soup in a leisurely manner. The steamed stuffed buns were stuffed with vegetables and delicacies, which went well with the pork rib soup. Aunt Ma was an expert in the kitchen.

"That..." Lin Tingan struggled a bit.

"Want to eat?" Du Xuan teased him with a smile, "Shall I get you a bowl?"

"Don't eat." Lin Tingan lowered his head dejectedly.

"Your parents support?" Du Xuan stopped teasing him and continued to ask.

"Fuck!" Lin Tingan suddenly raised his head, "How do you know?"

"I am smart."

"It's nonsense."

"I'll analyze your language, I'm good at Chinese."

"Want to fight?" Lin Tingan stood up, "I have endured you for a long time."

"I advise you not to fight, I have learned Taekwondo." Du Xuan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and ate happily.

Lin Tingan stared at him for a while, then sat down: "You have no stamina, if you really fight, you may not win. You are a sick number, I am too lazy to fight with you."

Du Xuan wiped her hands: "Thank you."

Lin Tingan scratched his head: "My dad said it's casual, but my mother is very supportive. She thinks No. [-] Middle School is very good and wants me to study in No. [-] Middle School."

Du Xuan lowered his head and coughed a few times, and asked, "Do you want to study in No. [-] Middle School?"

"Think about it." Lin Tingan said, "I quite like our school...but it's quite troublesome."

Du Xuan pulled out a rib with a spoon and put it in his mouth, muttering, "Run on Wednesday, I think you can give up 100 and focus on 200 and 400. Generally, no one wants to run at 400, so the competitiveness is less."

"How troublesome, I don't have time to play in the future."

"For 200 meters, I think your mid-range is a bit problematic. Sprinting is better than starting running, so Mr. Hu may stretch your stamina. You have to be prepared."

"Besides, how can I still have time to train when I am in the third year of junior high school?"

"What time do you run on Wednesday? I'll take a look if I have time."

Lin Tingan...

Du Xuan blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Your comprehension ability...is simply, didn't you listen to what I said?"

Du Xuan smiled: "I heard, you are tired. Although you are a little tired, you can achieve your goal. Your goal is not to be lazy but how to get into the third middle school. As long as the goal is determined, the process will be more tiring. So what can I do?"

Lin Ting'an shook his head: "Here it is again, you are here again, I am most annoyed by your accent of moral education old Feng, can you say something down-to-earth?"

Du Xuan spread her hands: "Okay, if you enter the track and field team, you can enter the third middle school, and if you enter the third middle school, you can continue to sleep until [-]:[-] and then get up, make waves in school, and wear a handsome uniform. "

Lin Tingan held back for a long time, then laughed: "Well, I feel much happier when you say that."

Du Xuan also laughed and said, "Actually, the training is not bad, it's better than doing so many papers."

Lin Tingan clicked his tongue, thinking of Du Xuan's terrible schedule.

Du Xuan continued, "The key is that even if you do so many papers, you may not be admitted to the third middle school."

With a groan, Lin Tingan rushed over and pressed Du Xuan on the dining table: "How did a mean person like you survive to this day without incident?"

Du Xuan's face was pressed against the table, and tears flowed from her laughter.

Lin Tingan's hand rested on Du Xuan's neck for two seconds, and then on Du Xuan's forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

"Huh?" Du Xuan sat upright and touched her forehead, "No, I'm sweating all over from the soup."

Lin Tingan: "Have you taken your medicine?"

Du Xuan pointed to the bowls and chopsticks on the table: "I just finished eating, I'll eat in a while."

Lin Tingan: "Go to sleep after taking the medicine, I'm going down."

Du Xuan stood up and took Lin Tingan to the door, and said softly, "I'll go down and call you tomorrow morning."

Lin Tingan burst into a big smile: "See you tomorrow."

During the exercises on Wednesday, Lin Tingan told Du Xuan to start the physical examination at 04:30 after three classes in the afternoon.

Du Xuan turned her head and asked Sun Rui: "Is the chemistry test still in the afternoon?"

Sun Rui said half-deadly: "Test, fifty times for one recipe."

Du Xuan said: "Then you tell the chemistry teacher that I'm going to find the math teacher." Then he turned to Lin Ting'an and said, "But I think you can get in no matter what, it's just a formality."

Lin Ting'an stared at Du Xuan dumbfounded—it's only natural for this guy to escape the quiz?

Sun Rui still nodded half-deadly, showing no sign of surprise.

Without saying a word, the physical education teacher formed a team on the leading exercise platform. Lin Tingan just stood back to his seat with his shoulders shrunk, when the girl next to him asked in a low voice, "Lin Tingan, do you know Du Xuan?"

Lin Tingan snorted, thinking that you already know me, why can't you know me?

"Do you know him well?"

"Unfamiliar." Lin Tingan rushed to the leader's platform and pouted, indicating that the teacher had begun to pay attention.

"I think you two are quite familiar." The girl asked without giving up.

Yang Lemeng, who was standing behind the girl, clicked her tongue: "Stop talking."

The girl rolled her eyes and snorted through her nose, muttering, "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Tingan glared at the girl, thinking whether I know Du Xuan or not, what's the matter with you.

Yang Lemeng was not angry, she smiled and whispered, "Anyway, Du Xuan doesn't know you."

Lin Tingan almost laughed out loud.

Du Xuan was standing three meters away, seeing the little storm here, he raised an eyebrow at Lin Tingan, Lin Tingan gritted his teeth and said, why can't the group of Yangou in the class not see the appearance of Du Xuan and Feng Xiaoyu? Is it all conspiracy behind?

At 04:30, Lin Tingan appeared on the east side of the playground.

Lin Ting'an was going to take a physical test, and Class [-] and [-] of junior high school were about to blow up.Han Mo bluffed with the girls and said that he wanted to organize a cheerleading team. Yang Lemeng held a bottle of pulse and said, "I am your logistics guarantee minister." Zheng Ziyan was going to the club, but for some reason he followed come over.

"Why are you here?" Yang Lemeng asked, "Isn't your club having a meeting today?"

"I'm not the president, I'm just a non-voting attendee." Zheng Ziyan said, "Of course it's more important to watch Lin Tingan run."

"Do you think he can be selected?" Yang Lemeng found a sunny place to stand.

"It shouldn't be a problem." Zheng Ziyan followed him and took a look at Yang Lemeng, "You're quite nervous, I don't think he's nervous at all."

Yang Lemeng stood on tiptoe to look at the candidates standing on the runway, and said, "Aren't you nervous? You're not nervous, what are you doing here? You said yesterday that today's meeting is very important and you can't miss it."

Zheng Ziyan pushed his glasses: "Ah, that... Hey, look, he's on the runway."

Yang Lemeng looked in the direction of Zheng Ziyan's finger and couldn't help laughing.

Lin Tingan really felt uncomfortable if he didn't shake his face all day.

He didn't wear the eye-catching fluorescent color sprint suit, probably because he thought it was cold. He wore a pair of fiery red tights, which clearly outlined his thin and slender legs. He stepped on a pair of fluorescent yellow running shoes under his feet. Flying wires interweave in dazzling ribbons.Probably because he was afraid of the cold, he wore a white long-sleeved hoodie. The loose hoodie was blown into a small sail by the wind under his running.

A day of not being loud can suffocate him to death.Du Xuan sneered. He was standing under the basketball hoop, facing the curve of the track. Lin Tingan had to run seven or eighty meters before he could see himself.

It happened to be halfway here, and Du Xuan was standing here.

Du Xuan put on the hood of his hoodie to cover most of his face, after all he "should" appear in the mathematics office.The basketball court behind him was full of excitement. Du Xuan glanced sideways and recognized some second-year students.

The second year of junior high school is good, the first year of junior high school is too small to understand, the third year of junior high school is too busy to care about it, and the second year of junior high school is a good time for crazy fun.Just like Lin Tingan, he worries about two things every day:

one.How to make a fuss.

two.How to grab the Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl in the cafeteria and the basketball court at noon.

Du Xuan sighed, took out her phone under the cover of her school uniform and sent a WeChat message: Is there anything wrong?

Sun Rui: It's okay, Lao Song never noticed that you were not there.

Du Xuan smiled silently. Indeed, even if she was found absent from such a quiz, no teacher would suspect anything.

After all, he is "Du Xuan".

Du Xuan put his finger into his mouth and whistled. The voice was clear and long, and the students around followed the sound.

Du Xuan lowered his head, with a look of "it has nothing to do with me", he smiled softly, I was the best at blowing this kind of "rogue whistle" that would make Lao Feng collapse!