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The last section is evening self-study only for boarding students.

After the commuters left, the entire class instantly became empty. Li Daji packed his schoolbags and said to Wei Chen, who was writing questions diagonally, "Dachen, come back tomorrow, my mother said I'll cook for you." Let me refresh your mind."

Ever since Wei Chen told Xu Mei that he was going to take the Fudan exam, Li Daji followed suit and said that he also wanted to improve his studies, but he had always been motivated by his words, without any actual actions.When Xu Mei left this time, she asked Daji's mother to help take care of Wei Chen, so every now and then she called Wei Chen, who was still staying at school, back to drink soup to nourish his brain.

Daji's mother bought a lot of walnuts at home, and put walnuts in all kinds of stir-fries, soups and porridges. With Wei Chen's light, Li Daji also nourished his brain, but recently he had too much. Now he just wants to smash walnuts when he sees walnuts smash.

"En." Wei Chen replied without raising his head.

His mind was still on that difficult math problem. Last time, he often said that there were three ways to solve this problem. Why couldn't he remember the last one?In fact, Wei Chen didn't need to delve into these things at first, just one way of thinking about solving problems is enough. These kinds of complicated ways of thinking are only for people who study Olympiad or have infinite interest in mathematics. Think about different problem-solving ideas from time to time. The next time you encounter the same question type or even change the question type, you can almost know the solution to this question without using your brain. This is a kind of thinking exercise. In the sea, a kind of logical thinking exercise.

Wei Chen wanted to practice how far his abilities could be extended.

After Li Daji left, Wei Chen was still thinking with his head down and frowning, Ye Feng looked at Street Bully's frown slightly, and really wanted to go up to him and kiss him, the crowd in the class dispersed, only a few boarding students remained. Climb on the table and prepare to take a nap first.

Ye Feng quietly leaned forward, glanced at the problem that his boyfriend couldn't figure out, and said without hesitation: "Just use that formula for this."

Hearing the sound, Wei Chen tilted his head slightly, watching Ye Feng pick up a pen and write down a new formula on the straw paper. This formula is more complicated and not commonly used in general question types, but Ye Feng memorized it. His memory is so good that he can't forget it basically. When he was talking about the three solutions last time, he didn't listen to the detailed problem-solving ideas, but he remembered which formula was the starting point.

According to the formula provided by Ye Feng, Wei Chen calculated the steps to solve the problem very quickly, and finally got the answer he wanted.

"Didn't you not hear it last time? How do you remember it so clearly?" Wei Chen asked in surprise.

Ye Feng picked out his ears casually: "I have a photographic memory, and those who catch my eyes don't even try to escape." He approached Wei Chen as he spoke, his eyes shone with tiny gleams, and the ends of his black hair almost It was close to the ear, and a small itching burrowed into the heart along the skin.

Wei Chen reached out to restrain Ye Feng's approaching chin, and put a distance between them: "Pay attention to your behavior, at the same table."

The lips were close at hand, and he planned to kiss, but was stopped halfway, Ye Feng was upset, resting his chin with his hands, staring at Wei Chen.

Wei Chen looked at the strong strokes on the straw paper and thought about it. Ye Feng was much better than himself in terms of acceptance and memory. Even if he didn't need to consolidate the foundation every day, he could quickly accept new content. Suddenly, I felt that Ye Feng was really a genius in terms of learning ability, but he was not discovered and cultivated properly, which delayed him for so long.

Ye Feng often memorizes the main points before him when he often gives tutoring lessons. He seems to be careless when making tutoring lessons, but in fact he basically memorizes them, and can even use them flexibly in solving problems.

Obviously at the same starting line, he seems to be left behind.

Wei Chen lowered his eyes, his inner eyelids spread out into a flat line, Ye Feng looked along his forehead all the way, and finally landed on the thin lip line, Wei Chen's lips were a little dry, and the skin of his lips looked a little foggy.

Before the bell for the last self-study class rang, Chang often came to the fourth class to call them both. Old Fu was not on duty tonight, and he just went to check his hands and found that the teacher on duty tonight had fallen asleep in the office. The classmates in the class plan to play games, and often ask the two of them if they want to participate.

It may be that there is too much time to be depressed, and these nerds in the key class really need to be liberated.

Wei Chen was about to refuse, but Ye Feng agreed first.

Ye Feng knew that Wei Chen didn't really want to go, his reputation as a street fighter spread across the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't speak to anyone, and Wei Chen wasn't used to being suddenly thrown into a group of strangers.

Ye Feng squeezed his hand and said: "It's okay, I will definitely not let you stand in the cold."

Wei Chen has pushed himself too hard recently, Ye Feng felt that he needed to relax a bit, that's why he agreed so happily.

There are not many boarding students in the second class. Except for Chang Jing, Wei Chen doesn't know most of them. He has been in the sixth middle school for so long, and he has always been like an incompatible existence. Except for Daji, basically no one will approach him. I also don't want to take the initiative to approach others.

If Ye Feng hadn't taken the initiative first, Wei Chen would still be that boy trapped in a lonely world, struggling like a trapped animal in a lonely cage.

The students in class [-] are not as dull as they imagined, and they dare to make jokes when they play games. They have always listened to and read about Wei Chen in various rumors, and occasionally pass by class [-]. I looked in curiously, but I could only see a cold-faced boy, without any sense of contact.

About Wei Chen, these people almost all learned about it from the punishment bulletin board.

Sitting together to play the game now, I was a little pleasantly surprised and a little nervous, but after a few rounds, it started to play, and although Wei Chen was unhappy, it was not as they had heard and imagined.

The person in front of him was completely different from the person who occasionally caused bloody storms in school.

They played Werewolf Killing, and the command was regular. After a few rounds, the werewolf won many rounds. It just so happened that every time Wei Chen was a werewolf, and Ye Feng was a werewolf very rarely, most of them were characters with status. , occasionally a witch, occasionally a hunter.

Whether he is a witch or a hunter, his eyes are too blind. When he was a witch, he poisoned the prophet to death, making it impossible to check his identity. When he was a hunter, he directly took away his teammates.

A girl was not so calm: "You are an undercover agent, I have never seen you cheat your teammates like this."

Ye Feng shrugged and smiled, but did not argue.

After several rounds of games, get out of class is over.

Everyone packed up their books and went to fetch water with the thermos. Ye Feng and Wei Chen were going back to Class [-]. On the way, Wei Chen asked, "You know I'm always a wolf?"

Ye Feng turned his head back, the light in the corridor was dim, which set off Wei Chen's soft brows and eyes, which was very different from the frowning look when he was doing the question.

He leaned into Wei Chen's ear, and said with a mocking tone, "Brother Chen, every time you become a villain, remember to move a little bit, your elbow almost hit my waist."

Wei Chen had never played this kind of game. When he heard the rules at first, he often repeated it several times before he got a general understanding. Then every time he drew a werewolf card, he didn't agree with the person his partner killed, and his movements were too large. It startled Ye Feng who was sitting beside him with his eyes closed.

Wei Chen licked his back molars, unable to speak.

He knew that he was despised.

Ignoring Ye Feng, he left the person behind with his schoolbag on his back, and Ye Feng hurriedly followed with a thermos.There were too many people in the hot water room, and the two lined up.The sky is full of stars, the campus is quiet and quiet at night, and the early spring wind penetrates into the hem of the clothes with a coolness.

Ye Feng asked in a low voice: "Is it cold?"

Wei Chen shook his head.

The two seem to have reached a tacit understanding of a living habit. Every day, facing the school’s scolding bell, they wake up for morning class, lie on the table at noon and take a nap, go to the stadium to play in physical education class, and have evening self-study sessions. Go to the canteen to buy cigarettes together, line up here with a thermos after class, and then go back to the dormitory together.

Wei Chen never thought about this kind of peaceful life style, but it became a habit unknowingly.

As the wind blew past his ears, Wei Chen's heart felt sore and his eyes felt a little hot.

Fortunately, the night was hazy, covering his red eyes.

When they were in line, Ye Feng bent down/body to fetch hot water, his school uniform was rolled up, revealing the thin waist line, Wei Chen stretched out his hand to tidy it up for him, and his fingertips touched the warm skin.

Ye Feng's body froze obviously, and then he continued to fetch water as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Yu was not around. After that incident, he went through the formalities of leaving bed and moved back home.After the incident happened, everyone thought that Zhou Yu would drop out of school. The school's handling of this matter was satisfactory. The real reason for Xu Jun's expulsion from the school was not announced to the public, but the news would always be spied on through various channels.

Ye Feng persuaded Zhou Yu that if it doesn't work, he should transfer to another school.But Zhou Yu chose to stay in school in the end. This seemingly weak and timid boy actually has an unknown strength than anyone else. What Xu Jun did to him is certainly a nightmare.

But the nightmare will disappear with the daylight.

"He will completely forget about it." Wei Chen said such a sentence to Ye Feng when he learned that Zhou Yu decided not to drop out of school, but only to go to bed.

Ye Feng looked gloomy, looked at Wei Chen and thought involuntarily, and asked inwardly: What about your nightmare, will you completely forget it?

After Zhou Yu left, no new students lived in this dormitory. The dormitory of No. [-] Middle School was refurbished the year before last. Although the teaching level of Lu'an has been improving day by day, students are constantly losing students. Many children aged [-] or [-] After finishing junior high school, he entered the society and started working early.

The supply of new students was in short supply, and most of them were day students, so the dormitories in No. [-] Middle School were basically empty.

Ye Feng was quite happy, there were only him and Wei Chen in the dormitory, the night was dark and windy, and the lonely and widowed days were the best time to do bad things.

It's just that although his wishful thinking was clever, Wei Chen was so absorbed in the problem that he didn't give him a chance to do anything.Once, Ye Feng really couldn't hold back, he reached into Wei Chen's sweater and fumbled around, but was almost dislocated by Street Bully.

Since that tragic lesson, he has to obtain a pass every time before he dares to use it.

Otherwise, why did he ask such a gentleman and polite question today?

After the two of them washed up, Wei Chen opened the test paper and was about to write the questions. Before he even dropped the pen, his body was surrounded by people, with a feeling of warmth on his back. His nose was filled with the refreshing scented soap he had just used when he washed his face. Next to it was a low and numb voice: "Stop writing today, can you do something else?"

The numb feeling went all the way from the top of his head, Wei Chen cursed secretly: "Fuck."

He even won.