candy for you

After Du Jingzhi entered the classroom, he showed a very calm look, but after sitting down, he was a little excited.

He felt that the best luck in his life was spent on the coincidence that he and Zhou weekend were neighbors. Other times, it was really not so good.

In elementary school, there were only two classes in one grade group. On weekends, there were two classes, and he was in class one.In junior high school, there were 2 classes in a grade group, 1 classes on weekends, and he was in 9 classes.Now in high school, class 8 on weekends, his class 4.

He had never experienced what it was like to sit in the same classroom as the weekend.

He found his own seat and sat down. He hardly brought anything, just a 2B pencil, a black water-based pen, and people came.

Du Jingzhi's seat in class 7 is a bit like a group of four exiled, thrown in the back row by the window.There is heating in winter, and the temperature in other places is moderate, but their place is so hot that it is not a good place. The only good thing is that you can see the hygiene inspection downstairs on weekends.

When I arrived in class 1, I was placed in a position against the wall, and I finally found a spring-like feeling.

After sitting down, I saw Weekend sitting on the seat, leaning against the back of the chair, stretching one leg into the aisle, and stepping on the crossbeam on the table with one leg, reading a book on his lap.

Then he secretly took out the phone from his pocket, put it under the book, and pressed the button. After a while, Du Jingzhi received a text message.

He took out his phone and took a look, and found that the text message sent on the weekend was very boring: Kiss.

Du Jingzhi: Let's read your book.

After reading the text messages on the weekend, I put the phone back in my pocket.

At this time, the head teacher of class 1 came to the classroom and patted the lecture: "Class [-], see if everything is ready, pencils, erasers, water-based pens, bring the books to the front during the exam, don't whisper , I believe you will not cheat. Also, how many times have I said, Gao Yixiang, are you cold, put on a coat in the classroom, you are the cloak of a hero? And you put your legs back under the table on weekends, How many times have I said, don't trip people up, there are students from other classes in the class who don't understand your bad habits."

Weekend retracted his legs silently, and at the same time moved the chair back, so that it would be more comfortable to sit on, and the space occupied was obviously larger than others.

In fact, he behaved quite calmly on the weekend, but Du Jingzhi couldn't help laughing when he could see the long legs that couldn't fit under the desk on the weekend.

In the end, after not laughing for a long time, Lao Zhuang, the head teacher of class 7, came.

Lao Zhuang's surname is Zhuang Mingru, and she has a baby face, but she has to pretend to be mature, stable, and serious. The students in Class 7 call her Lao Zhuang.Lao Zhuang seems to want to imitate the head teacher of Class 1, and he is like a follower behind the head teacher of Class 1 when he is fine.

Although Lao Zhuang likes to show that she and the head teacher of Class 1 are colleagues, unfortunately, the age gap makes them look like a mother-daughter relationship.

Lao Zhuang entered the classroom, took a look at the students in Class 7, and asked, "Everyone, check to see if you have all the things. If you haven't brought all the things, go back to the class to get them. Bring a water bottle. Drink water during the exam. Don't be nervous. do you know?"

The students in Class 7 lazily replied: "I know."

At this time, Lao Zhuang held a box and came to Du Jingzhi. He thought that Lao Zhuang wanted to give him a gift, but he put it on Du Jingzhi's desk and said, "This is the love letter you received this semester. Why are there so many, dozens of times more than usual."

Immediately there was a burst of exclamation from around: "Wow!"

"I'm going, isn't it..."

"Brilliant."

"You didn't write it for yourself, did you?"

Lao Zhuang has this problem, that is, he likes to go to the mail room of the school to check if there are any letters from classmates in the class, or other things.If it is a letter, it will be directly withheld, and it will be given to the students during the final exam. This is not the case once or twice. The students in Class 7 have also stopped writing letters, or simply mail them to the temporary class.

Du Jingzhi didn't think that someone would write a letter to him, so he never went to the mail room to read it.

He was a little puzzled, took the box and opened it, and saw that there were seventy or eighty letters stacked in the box, which shocked him dumbfounded.Several students sitting next to him came over to look at it, amazed for a while, and then they were driven away by Lao Zhuang.

"Respect to the global fan club, are you well-known all over the world?" Lao Zhuang asked him.

He randomly picked up a letter and found that the address written on it was No. 3 Middle School, but the grade and class were not written, only his name was written.It is estimated that some people on the Internet knew his school, but did not know the specific grade and class, so they wrote a name and mailed it. Fortunately, there were not many Du Jingzhi with the same name, and they were all accepted by Lao Zhuang.

Look again, there are students from the 7th middle school who mailed it, probably saw it in the post bar of the 7th middle school, and want to know him.

He casually glanced at a few covers, then closed the cover, and replied, "Sooner or later, he will be a global superstar."

"Good luck, sweetheart."

"...You..." Du Jingzhi's goosebumps arose.

"It's also written on the envelope, don't worry, I haven't opened it to read."

Laughter started to sound around him, he was a little embarrassed, but he just bit the bullet and put the box at the back of the class, planning to take it away after the exam.

When I went back, I subconsciously looked towards Zhou weekend, and saw that Zhou weekend was really looking at him. I couldn't help but panic, feeling like I was captured alive.

At this time, Lao Zhuang began to chat with Jue Jue.

"Is this little brown-haired boy in our class handsome?" Lao Zhuang asked Miejue, with a feeling of showing off.

"Is the hair color natural?" Jue Jue asked Du Jing after looking at her.

"Indeed, it has always been this color. I have deliberately observed it several times."

"Well, he looks good, but he's too thin and too white. The little boy is too white to look good."

Du Jingzhi lowered his head and played with his pen, pretending he couldn't hear.

But the two chatted too blatantly, which made him a little embarrassed.It's like going to the toilet. When the door is opened, there is a person squatting inside. The other person is not embarrassed, but he is embarrassed first.

Immediately afterwards, the two chatted until the weekend.

"The boy in your class is also very good-looking, and he looks good." Lao Zhuang pointed out that it was probably the weekend.

"He is good-looking and restless, so he fell in love early at such an age, and he was distracted at the critical moment, so he is not sensible at all." Juejue gets angry when he mentions weekends.

"All the kids nowadays are like this, you can't even control them. The one in our class received 87 letters in one semester."

"If you don't know how to study hard, you will definitely regret it later."

Speaking of this, the two of them talked about the graduates of previous years. So-and-so was in high school together, and they were still two good students. They were admitted to Huada University together, but they broke up in their freshman year.And so-and-so fell in love in high school, their parents wanted them to break up, the two went on hunger strike, and the boys cheated on them when they were in college.

Du Jingzhi leaned on his chin to listen, a little speechless.

Sitting in the seat on the weekend and being honest for a while, I stretched out one leg out of the desk and stretched my leg to relieve fatigue.

Everyone was idle, preparing for the exam, but Jue Jue suddenly asked, "How is your girlfriend studying this weekend?"

Weekend was taken aback, and seemed to withdraw his legs naturally, and then replied: "Well...you look pretty good."

"It's just that you don't study well?" Extinction was so sharp that he grasped the point at once.

"He worked hard."

"Don't be led astray by her."

Feeling a little helpless on the weekend, he sighed: "I know."

"Why, are you impatient?"

"No... since you know, beat me six or seven times a day..."

"Don't you care about you?!"

Sitting on the seat on the weekend, wanting to cry without tears, looking dejected, No. 1 in the school year group was tortured incoherently by the extinction, and didn't know what to say.

The extinction is not over yet: "If you need to make up classes during the winter vacation, you should make up classes. Don't keep thinking about dating."

"Um……"

"If you fail in this exam, you can find your parents!"

"Um……"

Du Jingzhi looked at the appearance of the weekend, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic. It turned out that he was treated like this when he was in class 1.

He always thought that he would study well on weekends and have a good personality. For such a student with excellent character and learning, the teacher would be kind to him. He didn't expect that Extinction would clean up the weekend meal when he was free.

He grinned, watching the weekend being cleaned up, and couldn't stop smiling for a long time.

Zhou Lanyue, who was following the exam in the first class, was also lying on the desk at this time, watching Zhou Zhou laughing so hard that she almost laughed out loud, as if she felt that Zhou Zhou was a lot more real.Unlike usual, it looks like a person from a different world.

Soon it was time for the exam, and the papers were distributed for the exam.

During the exam, the teacher took away the mobile phone and books, and everyone took the exam quietly.

Du Jingzhi had seen the appearance of answering questions on weekends many times. After all, the two of them often did their homework together, but it was the first time Du Jingzhi had seen the appearance of the exam.

Reviewing the questions meticulously, answering the questions almost without hesitation, looking calm and calm, full of confidence, with the aura of a school bully, very handsome.

He also wrote the questions, always feeling that the air is sweet when he can be in the same classroom as the weekend.

At noon, after dinner, the Gang of Four gathered again in Class 1. Unlike other students, they usually didn't talk about papers, but just chatted about what they were doing during the winter vacation.

Liu Tianle sat on the table, still fiddling with the letter box in his hand, took out the envelopes one by one, but didn't open it, probably out of curiosity: "I made up lessons with Ke Ke, and I found that she is also quite smart, usually we make up lessons The class also took the exam, and her grades were worse than mine, but she was in the top 7 in 30, and I couldn't rank in 3."

"The atmosphere is different. If I could choose, I probably wouldn't come to No. 3 again. I look like an idiot. In No. 7, I guess I can still be a little confident." Huang Yunfan said, sighing for a while, "My family I was forced to make up lessons, and during the whole vacation, I could only rest during the Chinese New Year.”

"I quite like winter vacation, I can get up a few days later." Zhou Lanyue replied.

"I also like weekends." Du Jingzhi suddenly answered, "Because I can also rest."

After speaking, he blushed.

Both Liu Tianle and Zhou Lanyue knew that his words were a pun, so they couldn't help the contempt in their hearts, grinned, and Huang Yunfan continued to talk: "I guess I have to make up lessons on the weekend of next semester, it's miserable!"

Du Jingzhi felt that his face was a little hot, so he put his face on the desk to cool down, and at the same time looked towards Zhou weekend, seeing Zhou weekend sitting on the seat reading a book, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and kept laughing, probably because he heard what he said.

Oh, why is his boyfriend so handsome!It's so pretty when you smile.

He turned his face to face the wall again, afraid that other people would notice his blushing, and he was still complaining in his heart: Even this side against the wall is so hot, it looks like his face was burned.