bad luck in love

"Guo Liang, Guo Liang, someone is looking for you!" The student sitting by the back door shouted to the front row of the classroom.

Guo Liang ran out briskly, and unexpectedly met his sister Guo Yue, who was 100% blind to him at school: "What do you want me to do?".

"Borrowing a Chinese Textbook"

"You don't bring any textbooks?"

"Where do you come from so much nonsense, I will borrow it for others. Also, I don't want yours, I want a good student, the one with notes"

"Hey, who is this, it's amazing not to bring textbooks, so much to ask for" Guo Liang whispered, and because of his sister's family status, he could only go back to the classroom to borrow gloomy Chinese textbooks.

Guo Yuesheng was afraid that her brother would fool her, so she casually flipped through two pages of the book handed over to her: "You can, just give me the first grade Chinese textbook."

"Don't you want to learn well? Is there anyone better than him?"

"OK, I'm leaving"

"Hey, remember to come back after class. Cough, I have to play games for half an hour when I get home today"

Guo Yue knew her brother's aggressiveness too well, she turned her head and glared at him, Guo Liang immediately shut up and went back to the classroom.

Guo Yue handed the book to Wei Chen: "Here, my brother and they don't have Chinese lessons in the afternoon."

"Thank you, what class is it in? I'll return it after class. I wanted to borrow it from a friend, but the teacher happened to have something to do with me, so I couldn't leave." Wei Chen smiled and took the book Guo Yue handed over.

"Small things, class 6." Guo Yue waved her hand and walked to her seat.

Wei Chen opened the title page of the textbook, and there were two words neatly written on it: Melancholy.This person's handwriting is quite beautiful. In my impression, this name has never been in the top ten in the grade list, and the language has always been the first.To say that Class 6 is amazing, it is obviously not a key class, but there are many outstanding students.

Flipping through the pages, Wei Chen realized that was not the case.What are these?There are only a few sentences in the serious notes, and the last stroke of the writing flies up, drawing a long line of writing, which should be something that can only be done when you fall asleep with your head stuck in class.Then I flipped through and found that it was all good, as long as there were page numbers of ancient prose and poems, I could see the neat and orderly handwriting on the sidelines. "Summer mosquitoes become thunder, privately imagined to be a flock of cranes dancing in the air" next to several large characters "fly, fly, bloodthirsty cranes".Wei Chen was completely led astray by him, thinking that there are still a bunch of cranes, one of them will suck people to death. "Ten years of life and death are two boundless" This person didn't write any witty words, but just clicked a series of ellipsis and combined good words at will, "Even if you don't know each other when you meet, the peace of mind is my hometown".

I may not recognize you even if we meet again, but the place where your heart is at peace is my hometown.Wei Chen said with emotion: "You are very affectionate at such a young age."After reading it again, there were no words left, why draw a background for the illustrations, and help Dongpo add a cloak, Wei Chen smiled and closed the book.

After class, Wei Chen picked up the book and went to the back door of Class 6. The girls turned their heads in the classroom, agitated.He originally wanted to find someone to call out Depression, but these girls were hiding in the classroom, whispering while looking out the door, but they just couldn't come out.Wei Chen was really not used to shouting at them, so he had no choice but to keep silent about this strange scene, thinking he should just call a boy for help.

"So what's going on here? You're flying around like dogs." Zhang Yang, who was sleeping at the back door, covered his head with his school uniform irritably.

"Classmate" Wei Chen patted Zhang Yang, who couldn't see his head, and Zhang Yang took off his clothes impatiently. When he saw that it was Wei Chen, he became even more impatient: "Why is it you?".

After all, disturbing the other party's rest, Wei Chen suppressed the urge to slap someone, and said politely: "Please call me depressed."

Zhang Yang subconsciously thought that Wei Chen was looking for trouble for Shen Yu, and his tone instantly changed from impatient to vigilant: "Why are you looking for him?".

"I'm looking for him, does it have something to do with you?" Wei Chen's tone became unhappy.

"He's looking for Shen Yu, Shen Yu" The girls who were quietly watching in the classroom turned their backs in an instant, helping each other to call Shen Yu's name.

"Ah?" Shen Yu responded to the rear door of the fryer in the front row of the classroom.

All I heard was a group of girls shouting in unison: "Wei Chen is looking for you".

Displeasure was written all over Zhang Yang's face. Seeing Zhang Yang's bad attitude, Wei Chen quickly restrained his "politeness", and the two of them froze there.

"What's the matter? What did Wei Chen want me for?" Shen Yu walked from the front row of the classroom to the back door: "All beauties, let me go there. I heard that someone is looking for me."

The girls at the back door of the classroom seemed to be watching a good show, and quickly gave way to depression: "Looking for me? What's the matter?".

Wei Chen looked at the cute little fat man in front of him, and suddenly laughed, "Thank you for returning the book."

"Ah? Isn't it Guo Liang's sister? You, you are Guo Liang's sister?" Shen Yu probably understood what was going on with the book, but seeing Zhang Yang's face was so stinky, she wanted to help Wei Chen with a few words to vent her anger.

Unexpectedly, Wei Chen laughed even harder: "I'm Guo Yue's classmate, the teacher asked me for something just now, so I bothered her, thank you."Wei Chen repeated his thanks again, but Shen Yu was a little embarrassed to run on others: "Oh, it's okay, you're welcome."He took the book and walked back to his seat through the back door of the classroom.

As soon as he was seated, he kicked the stool in front of him: "Guo Liang, let me advise you, cherish life and stay away from publicity, he will definitely want to kill you now."

"Why?"

"Wei Chen came to return the book just now, and met Zhang Yang at the back door."

"The book my sister borrowed from Wei Chen? Zhang Yang was sleeping when Wei Chen came."

"Guess right"

"That's why Wei Chen woke up Zhang Yang, and then he wanted to find you."

"clever"

"Zhang Yang thought Wei Chen was not happy to come to you?"

"should be"

"Damn it, save me, dear father"

"I can't do anything, I'm sorry for the change"

Before Shen Yu could appreciate Guo Liang's sad expression enough, a cute girl in the class came over, stood in front of Shen Yu's desk and said falteringly: "Shen, Shen Yu".Shen Yu stared at her and signaled that he was listening, but his heart was already full of joy: I'm going to stand up, young master, and finally a girl is conquered by the charm of young master!

Guo Liang also stared at the girl curiously together with Shen Yu, but in the end he felt uncomfortable with her.She didn't know why these two people were staring at her like this, and her face burned up: "Oh, don't look at it, help me make this public", then turned her head and ran away.

"Damn it, did Guo Liang see it?"

"Saw"

"Scores can't represent everything, but Yan can. I thought someone was finally attracted by my amazing talent"

Guo Liang squeezed his gloomy face: "This meat represents talent hoarding."

"Don't touch me, I'm completely lost"

"It's hard work for you to have a brother like Zhang Yang. But for the sake of him taking care of food, drink, and car pick-up every day, please forgive him."

"You're going to be beaten to death by him and still speak for him. Hey, did he feed me like this on purpose to set off his stalwart, handsome, and unrestrained flair?"

"It can also set off his coldness and unattainable height"

"Guo Liang, I'm telling you very seriously, from now on I'm going to reduce my speaking frequency and become a cool boy, so you turn your head back to me immediately."

The author has something to say:

Summer mosquitoes become thunder, privately imagined as a group of cranes dancing in the air (Shen Fu's "Children's Fun")

Ten years of life and death, two vast expanses (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")

The place where the king's heart is at ease is my hometown