Senior one and senior two are on holiday on Sunday, and senior three have to go back to school in the morning.
When Dun Nuo returned to school from the city, his uncle dropped him off.
"Uncle, I heard that the mid-term exam for the sophomore year is next?" Dun Nuo sat in the co-pilot, looking down and playing with his phone while asking questions without delay.
Deng Nuo's uncle, unfortunately, is the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office of the [-]th Middle School.
Just at the red light, he stepped on the brakes, turned his head and said "yo", and looked at his nephew in amazement: "You still care about those bastards in the second year of high school."
Dun Nuo didn't look up: "Well, I'm asking you about someone, Qin Yang."
Deng Shaoyun scolded with a smile: "Do you dare to be a little more tactful?"
"Nothing else. I wonder if he transferred to No. [-] Middle School so suddenly. Isn't it strange at this time, in the middle of the semester?" Dun Nuo asked with the phone turned off.
"Why are you asking so many questions? It has nothing to do with you."
"I think he's pretty good-looking," Dun Nuo's lips curled up slightly, "he has a personality and a good temper."
In his uncle's staring eyes, he made a final stab: "It's a pretty good kid, very likable."
Deng Shaoyun came to a side parking very handsomely, stepped on the brakes a little hard, and the seat shook accordingly: "My dear nephew, the Qin Yang you are talking about, he just came here this Monday!"
"Any questions."
"Deng Nuo, don't be too out of line. I won't talk about you if you like..., but you are now in the third year of high school, and you are just preparing for the college entrance examination, and you are only in the second year of high school." Deng Shaoyun suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, and said irritably as he opened his neckline , "I won't say anything else, you just said you like it or not, can I agree with you in this view of love?"
There was no sound in the car for a long time, Dun Nuo thought for a while, and then said gently: "I'm just asking around casually, uncle, your reaction is too big?"
"Dunno!"
"Then should I change the word to Cheng, curious?"
"I'm curious that you're just so blah blah blah blah! You're only a child, and if it brings you a detour, can someone accommodate him!"
Dun Nuo sighed and rubbed his temples: "Really just... just ask casually, uncle, you think too much, I really don't mean that."
Seeing that they were about to arrive at school, Deng Shaoyun would be late if he didn't drive, he continued to add: "Seeing that he is a bit withdrawn and doesn't get along well with others, I just... want to help him."
Deng Shaoyun fell silent.
Aloof...just trying to help him.
He sighed: "Okay, but I don't know much, you... grow up, uncle knows you have a sense of propriety, so you can do it yourself."
During the weekend holiday, Qin Yang honestly came back with his schoolbag on his back.He planned to deliver food to grandpa at noon and use it for homework in the morning.
There are 6 papers spread out on the small table in the balcony, and there are also bonus gift packages such as exercise books.
The sun was just right, although most of it was blocked by a building and trees in front, it was still very warm on the body.
The owner of the homework was here holding his chin and watching the tree empty for nearly an hour, and the homework was blank.
He knows every word on the test paper, Chinese and English are passable, geography can be tricky, mathematics, biophysics... ghosts and ghosts.
He didn't mind the chirping of birds in the trees, he just listened with one ear in and half out.
The small flower bed downstairs is used by the aunt on the first floor to grow onions and garlic, and it is lush and green, but no one talks about her on weekdays, because everyone will pick some when they have no onions or garlic for cooking.
Aunt Congsuan is a nice person, and the neighbors come to give them all they want.
When Qin Yang came here for the first time, he was missing some green onions for cooking. When he went downstairs to throw out the trash, he saw the treasure in the flower bed, and he just stared at the flower bed for several minutes.
Then Aunt Ren saw it and took the initiative to choose a lot for him, and patted him on the shoulder very enthusiastically: "Young man is so shy, you are right, you have enough ducks and cats to choose from."
Qin Yang held a handful of onions and garlic, and said in silence for a while, "You still sell ducks and cats?"
Aunt Congsuan said "Hi", and said to him in a very poor Mandarin: "I said, young man, don't be so shy, next time you are short of onions and garlic, come and get them. Where are you coming from? You are not from our local area." Bar?"
"Well, I live on the fifth floor and I just moved here." He looked at the aunt's age, thinking he had good insight, and said, "Thank you, sis."
"Oh, what big sister, I should call you auntie." The aunt covered her mouth with a happy smile, "You are on the fifth floor, I know, the old man Fang and his grandson are fighting each other? Your grandfather and I have a fighting friendship... "
Aunt Congsuan's passionate voice was so penetrating, Qin Yang still clearly remembered that the old aunt had been nagging him for half an hour that day, and it was the old man Fang who yelled angrily at the door before saving him. .
The pen draws circles on the draft paper, scribbling out a bunch of messy lines.Downstairs, Mrs. Onion and Suan began to speak loudly again, accompanied by the noise of the small table being dragged out and scraping against the floor.
Qin Yang reckoned that all the tea and melon seeds would be on stage later.
Downstairs gradually became lively, several middle-aged and elderly aunts and elder sisters began to chatter, their voices were high and low, and the whole building could hear them.
Qin Yang looked down, enjoying the gossip from downstairs with relish, when suddenly his phone vibrated.
Promise: Brother, I'm at school.
[sun]:?
A Promise: What are you doing?
[Sun]: chatting with you.
A Promise: Didn't do my homework?
[Sun]: I will write later.
Promise: Oh, I see that you have a mid-term exam next week in the second year of high school.
Qin Yang didn't read the class information, this matter was posted last night, the head teacher asked everyone to prepare well.
He frowned, and when he saw "the other party is typing" on WeChat, he simply clicked on the voice call.
Dun Nuo was still typing. Unexpectedly, Qin Yang would call directly, and turned around to hide in the toilet.
"Hello." Qin Yang spoke first.
"Why did you call directly?"
Dun Nuo's voice was neither deep nor bright.Ordinary speaking often gives people a feeling of spring breeze, polite, and good at speaking. No matter what you say, you are not slow or slow, and you are very comfortable.
However, in just a few days of contact, Qin Yang smelled a hint of camouflage.
And found that Dun Nuo's actual style of painting is less and less like what he showed.
The voice was a little distorted through the phone, probably because of the current, Qin Yang felt his ears were a little numb.
Qin Yang: "Trouble typing."
Dun Nuo smiled over there: "Then I will call you next time?"
"Not in school." He thought for a while, but it was still troublesome to type, "I can make voice, and you can convert it into text."
"Oh." The voice can be listened to again after class, "Your place seems to be quite noisy."
"Well, they're playing cards downstairs." Qin Yang glanced downstairs, but found that he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only see black shadows one by one, and silently withdrew his head.
"Are you home alone?"
He never told Dun Nuo about the situation at home, so he didn't bother to explain: "Are you okay?"
"I just wanted to tell you about the exam..." Dun Nuo lowered his voice, "Why, forgot?"
Qin Yang changed the pencil, and by the way, changed a piece of draft paper to scribble. The pencil rubbed against the paper and made a rustling sound, which was transmitted into the microphone: "... oh."
Didn't even know about the test.
"Yesterday's candied haws were delicious, thank you."
All right, Spring Breeze Dunno is here again.
The other side of the phone continued: "Next time I will treat you to eat, how about all kinds of tastes. There is a grandfather outside Liping Street who makes very good candied haws. It is in the other direction from your home. It is very close to my house. I'll take you there this time."
Qin Yang paused, his eyes lit up: "Really?"
Dun Nuo heard the expectation in the child's words, and responded to him in a good voice: "I'm not lying to you, the teacher will make all kinds of things, please eat your fill."
The pencil twists and turns on the paper, and the pen and paper change at a strange angle.
Qin Yang restrained his excitement, and let out a soft "hmm" from his throat.
The words are floating, and it sounds like I really want to go.
Dun Nuo covered the receiver and said in a low voice, "Then you should try harder for the midterm exam. If you do well in the exam, I will take you there after school on Friday."
Qin Yang felt nervous, could candied gourds be linked to exams?
Immediately afterwards, the pencil was slapped on the table. Dun Nuo not only heard the familiar sound of slapping the table, but also heard the other party nervously ask: "How... how are your grades?"
Dun Nuo remembered his uncle talking about Qin Yang's previous grades, and said with a smile: "I am a senior in high school, and you are a sophomore in high school. There is no comparison. But... I may be a little better than you."
Dun Nuo emphasized a little bit, Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "How do you know?"
"One day I went to hand in the materials and saw your grades. It was very conspicuous on the desk of the Academic Affairs Office."
... It's good to see it, save him explaining, although it's a bit embarrassing.
"Okay, that's it."
Qin Yang returned to school on Monday morning. The night before, he managed to finish a few papers and other homework half-baked.
He has always been used to bringing only homework and no teaching materials, so he can't study by himself. In the first year of high school, he didn't even bother to bring homework home.
On Monday morning on the back-to-school day, Liping Street was bustling with traffic, and there were many cars picking up and dropping off students. Qin Yang managed to stand out from the fight by virtue of his two legs being more nimble than his four wheels, and walked into the school gate amidst all kinds of horns honking behind him.
It’s just that as soon as I entered the school gate, I saw many students surrounded by the gate. Looking at the school uniforms, most of them were students from the first and second grades.
There is a bulletin board on the other side of the small square. Usually, any important school affairs will be announced here, such as examination arrangements, holiday notices, awards and awards, competition announcements, and so on.
This week's mid-term exam, it is estimated that the time and subjects are arranged, and it may be that the seating chart is out.
The bulletin board was crowded, so he walked to the periphery of the crowd and glanced at it, then retreated and retreated to the teaching building.
Forget it, come back when there are fewer people between classes.
"Dun Nuo is number one again?"
"The entrance exam, the entrance exam! The provincial affiliated high school, the city high school, H, and the fourth middle school, and the eleventh middle school are all there, and he is number one again!"
Qin Yang stopped abruptly, staring at the crowd beside him.
"I heard that his total score of three subjects is 297?"
"It's not easy. Many people can do it. The point system, Ann."
"What kind of score is given in the entrance exam! This is the score of the test paper, I will rub it!"
"Hey, what are you talking about, the test scores? Which three courses did he choose?"
"Maohuasheng, are you confused? I'll ask you if you accept it or not!"
Qin Yang's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, and the footsteps he was about to walk stopped.
"The score of roll noodles is 297...I'm crazy, how about you?"
"I heard that the exam papers for the senior high school exam are relatively easy. Maybe Deng Nuo still thinks he failed the exam."
"I heard he got a perfect score once!"
"It's also instant kills... How can I wait for mortals to live?"
"Ann, don't worry, at least we don't have such perverts in the second year of high school. Think about this level of perverts who are not in the same grade as you, are you happier?"
Qin Yang pinched his sleeves and gritted his teeth, with the breakfast for Dun Nuo hanging on the other hand.
For the sake of candied haws, he specially bought luxurious sesame seed cakes with meat and dried plums, two tea eggs, a two-yuan mille-feuille cake and a bag of soy milk.
Fearing that Dun Nuo would not drink cold, he hid the soy milk in his school uniform pocket.
What do you mean, I'm just one, one, one point better than you?
When Dun Nuo returned to school from the city, his uncle dropped him off.
"Uncle, I heard that the mid-term exam for the sophomore year is next?" Dun Nuo sat in the co-pilot, looking down and playing with his phone while asking questions without delay.
Deng Nuo's uncle, unfortunately, is the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office of the [-]th Middle School.
Just at the red light, he stepped on the brakes, turned his head and said "yo", and looked at his nephew in amazement: "You still care about those bastards in the second year of high school."
Dun Nuo didn't look up: "Well, I'm asking you about someone, Qin Yang."
Deng Shaoyun scolded with a smile: "Do you dare to be a little more tactful?"
"Nothing else. I wonder if he transferred to No. [-] Middle School so suddenly. Isn't it strange at this time, in the middle of the semester?" Dun Nuo asked with the phone turned off.
"Why are you asking so many questions? It has nothing to do with you."
"I think he's pretty good-looking," Dun Nuo's lips curled up slightly, "he has a personality and a good temper."
In his uncle's staring eyes, he made a final stab: "It's a pretty good kid, very likable."
Deng Shaoyun came to a side parking very handsomely, stepped on the brakes a little hard, and the seat shook accordingly: "My dear nephew, the Qin Yang you are talking about, he just came here this Monday!"
"Any questions."
"Deng Nuo, don't be too out of line. I won't talk about you if you like..., but you are now in the third year of high school, and you are just preparing for the college entrance examination, and you are only in the second year of high school." Deng Shaoyun suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, and said irritably as he opened his neckline , "I won't say anything else, you just said you like it or not, can I agree with you in this view of love?"
There was no sound in the car for a long time, Dun Nuo thought for a while, and then said gently: "I'm just asking around casually, uncle, your reaction is too big?"
"Dunno!"
"Then should I change the word to Cheng, curious?"
"I'm curious that you're just so blah blah blah blah! You're only a child, and if it brings you a detour, can someone accommodate him!"
Dun Nuo sighed and rubbed his temples: "Really just... just ask casually, uncle, you think too much, I really don't mean that."
Seeing that they were about to arrive at school, Deng Shaoyun would be late if he didn't drive, he continued to add: "Seeing that he is a bit withdrawn and doesn't get along well with others, I just... want to help him."
Deng Shaoyun fell silent.
Aloof...just trying to help him.
He sighed: "Okay, but I don't know much, you... grow up, uncle knows you have a sense of propriety, so you can do it yourself."
During the weekend holiday, Qin Yang honestly came back with his schoolbag on his back.He planned to deliver food to grandpa at noon and use it for homework in the morning.
There are 6 papers spread out on the small table in the balcony, and there are also bonus gift packages such as exercise books.
The sun was just right, although most of it was blocked by a building and trees in front, it was still very warm on the body.
The owner of the homework was here holding his chin and watching the tree empty for nearly an hour, and the homework was blank.
He knows every word on the test paper, Chinese and English are passable, geography can be tricky, mathematics, biophysics... ghosts and ghosts.
He didn't mind the chirping of birds in the trees, he just listened with one ear in and half out.
The small flower bed downstairs is used by the aunt on the first floor to grow onions and garlic, and it is lush and green, but no one talks about her on weekdays, because everyone will pick some when they have no onions or garlic for cooking.
Aunt Congsuan is a nice person, and the neighbors come to give them all they want.
When Qin Yang came here for the first time, he was missing some green onions for cooking. When he went downstairs to throw out the trash, he saw the treasure in the flower bed, and he just stared at the flower bed for several minutes.
Then Aunt Ren saw it and took the initiative to choose a lot for him, and patted him on the shoulder very enthusiastically: "Young man is so shy, you are right, you have enough ducks and cats to choose from."
Qin Yang held a handful of onions and garlic, and said in silence for a while, "You still sell ducks and cats?"
Aunt Congsuan said "Hi", and said to him in a very poor Mandarin: "I said, young man, don't be so shy, next time you are short of onions and garlic, come and get them. Where are you coming from? You are not from our local area." Bar?"
"Well, I live on the fifth floor and I just moved here." He looked at the aunt's age, thinking he had good insight, and said, "Thank you, sis."
"Oh, what big sister, I should call you auntie." The aunt covered her mouth with a happy smile, "You are on the fifth floor, I know, the old man Fang and his grandson are fighting each other? Your grandfather and I have a fighting friendship... "
Aunt Congsuan's passionate voice was so penetrating, Qin Yang still clearly remembered that the old aunt had been nagging him for half an hour that day, and it was the old man Fang who yelled angrily at the door before saving him. .
The pen draws circles on the draft paper, scribbling out a bunch of messy lines.Downstairs, Mrs. Onion and Suan began to speak loudly again, accompanied by the noise of the small table being dragged out and scraping against the floor.
Qin Yang reckoned that all the tea and melon seeds would be on stage later.
Downstairs gradually became lively, several middle-aged and elderly aunts and elder sisters began to chatter, their voices were high and low, and the whole building could hear them.
Qin Yang looked down, enjoying the gossip from downstairs with relish, when suddenly his phone vibrated.
Promise: Brother, I'm at school.
[sun]:?
A Promise: What are you doing?
[Sun]: chatting with you.
A Promise: Didn't do my homework?
[Sun]: I will write later.
Promise: Oh, I see that you have a mid-term exam next week in the second year of high school.
Qin Yang didn't read the class information, this matter was posted last night, the head teacher asked everyone to prepare well.
He frowned, and when he saw "the other party is typing" on WeChat, he simply clicked on the voice call.
Dun Nuo was still typing. Unexpectedly, Qin Yang would call directly, and turned around to hide in the toilet.
"Hello." Qin Yang spoke first.
"Why did you call directly?"
Dun Nuo's voice was neither deep nor bright.Ordinary speaking often gives people a feeling of spring breeze, polite, and good at speaking. No matter what you say, you are not slow or slow, and you are very comfortable.
However, in just a few days of contact, Qin Yang smelled a hint of camouflage.
And found that Dun Nuo's actual style of painting is less and less like what he showed.
The voice was a little distorted through the phone, probably because of the current, Qin Yang felt his ears were a little numb.
Qin Yang: "Trouble typing."
Dun Nuo smiled over there: "Then I will call you next time?"
"Not in school." He thought for a while, but it was still troublesome to type, "I can make voice, and you can convert it into text."
"Oh." The voice can be listened to again after class, "Your place seems to be quite noisy."
"Well, they're playing cards downstairs." Qin Yang glanced downstairs, but found that he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only see black shadows one by one, and silently withdrew his head.
"Are you home alone?"
He never told Dun Nuo about the situation at home, so he didn't bother to explain: "Are you okay?"
"I just wanted to tell you about the exam..." Dun Nuo lowered his voice, "Why, forgot?"
Qin Yang changed the pencil, and by the way, changed a piece of draft paper to scribble. The pencil rubbed against the paper and made a rustling sound, which was transmitted into the microphone: "... oh."
Didn't even know about the test.
"Yesterday's candied haws were delicious, thank you."
All right, Spring Breeze Dunno is here again.
The other side of the phone continued: "Next time I will treat you to eat, how about all kinds of tastes. There is a grandfather outside Liping Street who makes very good candied haws. It is in the other direction from your home. It is very close to my house. I'll take you there this time."
Qin Yang paused, his eyes lit up: "Really?"
Dun Nuo heard the expectation in the child's words, and responded to him in a good voice: "I'm not lying to you, the teacher will make all kinds of things, please eat your fill."
The pencil twists and turns on the paper, and the pen and paper change at a strange angle.
Qin Yang restrained his excitement, and let out a soft "hmm" from his throat.
The words are floating, and it sounds like I really want to go.
Dun Nuo covered the receiver and said in a low voice, "Then you should try harder for the midterm exam. If you do well in the exam, I will take you there after school on Friday."
Qin Yang felt nervous, could candied gourds be linked to exams?
Immediately afterwards, the pencil was slapped on the table. Dun Nuo not only heard the familiar sound of slapping the table, but also heard the other party nervously ask: "How... how are your grades?"
Dun Nuo remembered his uncle talking about Qin Yang's previous grades, and said with a smile: "I am a senior in high school, and you are a sophomore in high school. There is no comparison. But... I may be a little better than you."
Dun Nuo emphasized a little bit, Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "How do you know?"
"One day I went to hand in the materials and saw your grades. It was very conspicuous on the desk of the Academic Affairs Office."
... It's good to see it, save him explaining, although it's a bit embarrassing.
"Okay, that's it."
Qin Yang returned to school on Monday morning. The night before, he managed to finish a few papers and other homework half-baked.
He has always been used to bringing only homework and no teaching materials, so he can't study by himself. In the first year of high school, he didn't even bother to bring homework home.
On Monday morning on the back-to-school day, Liping Street was bustling with traffic, and there were many cars picking up and dropping off students. Qin Yang managed to stand out from the fight by virtue of his two legs being more nimble than his four wheels, and walked into the school gate amidst all kinds of horns honking behind him.
It’s just that as soon as I entered the school gate, I saw many students surrounded by the gate. Looking at the school uniforms, most of them were students from the first and second grades.
There is a bulletin board on the other side of the small square. Usually, any important school affairs will be announced here, such as examination arrangements, holiday notices, awards and awards, competition announcements, and so on.
This week's mid-term exam, it is estimated that the time and subjects are arranged, and it may be that the seating chart is out.
The bulletin board was crowded, so he walked to the periphery of the crowd and glanced at it, then retreated and retreated to the teaching building.
Forget it, come back when there are fewer people between classes.
"Dun Nuo is number one again?"
"The entrance exam, the entrance exam! The provincial affiliated high school, the city high school, H, and the fourth middle school, and the eleventh middle school are all there, and he is number one again!"
Qin Yang stopped abruptly, staring at the crowd beside him.
"I heard that his total score of three subjects is 297?"
"It's not easy. Many people can do it. The point system, Ann."
"What kind of score is given in the entrance exam! This is the score of the test paper, I will rub it!"
"Hey, what are you talking about, the test scores? Which three courses did he choose?"
"Maohuasheng, are you confused? I'll ask you if you accept it or not!"
Qin Yang's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, and the footsteps he was about to walk stopped.
"The score of roll noodles is 297...I'm crazy, how about you?"
"I heard that the exam papers for the senior high school exam are relatively easy. Maybe Deng Nuo still thinks he failed the exam."
"I heard he got a perfect score once!"
"It's also instant kills... How can I wait for mortals to live?"
"Ann, don't worry, at least we don't have such perverts in the second year of high school. Think about this level of perverts who are not in the same grade as you, are you happier?"
Qin Yang pinched his sleeves and gritted his teeth, with the breakfast for Dun Nuo hanging on the other hand.
For the sake of candied haws, he specially bought luxurious sesame seed cakes with meat and dried plums, two tea eggs, a two-yuan mille-feuille cake and a bag of soy milk.
Fearing that Dun Nuo would not drink cold, he hid the soy milk in his school uniform pocket.
What do you mean, I'm just one, one, one point better than you?
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