custom rival

The arrival of the new classmates didn't seem to bring much freshness to the class. Apart from Jiang Yan and Xi Zhikong's fierce fighting and gambling, the class quickly returned to calm.

After a peaceful week, Xi Zhikong wrote a "love letter" to Shu Jiyue, and the four big characters "Qingfeng Jiyue" on the envelope seemed to describe his joyful mood.

Perhaps it is because he often writes, and he can write nearly a thousand words with ease. After writing, he holds the off-white paper and blows it against the wind for a while, drying the ink on it, and then writes the content written with a soft pen contentedly. The love letter was put in a simple envelope that I just bought online a few days ago.

Shu Jiyue sat on the seat and took out some gifts from the desk box to make room for her schoolbag, and then saw Xi Zhikong's love letter at the bottom.

Xi Zhikong's handwriting was beautiful, and the four words on the envelope immediately caught his attention.

Xi Zhikong thought to himself that this time he should be one step ahead of Jiangyan, right?

Nervously, he quietly turned to observe Shu Jiyue's reaction, just in time to see him take out the letter paper full of words with a smile on the corner of his mouth, so he suddenly turned his head and lay down on the table again.

Sun Chenxuan walked in from the door with Jiang Yan, who was sweating, and talked with He Xing. Jiang Yan pushed his hand away and went back to his seat.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a wet towel, glanced at Xi Zhikong habitually, kicked his stool under the table, and asked, "Hey, what are you doing, are you okay?"

When playing basketball, he said he was a little dizzy, so he went back to the classroom first. Seeing him lying on the table now, he thought he was really uncomfortable, so Jiang Yan stretched out his hand to poke his shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

Xi Zhikong turned his head to the other side, turned his head and whispered, "I'm fine, as long as you shut up."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and shrugged: "The temper is really bad."

Xi Zhikong didn't bother to argue with him, he propped his chin on his hands and looked out the window, as if he wasn't so flustered anymore.

In fact, that love letter wasn't very much like a love letter, it was just a tactful expression of his affection for him - he didn't express his affection very much, it was more like sorting out Shu Jiyue's advantages.

It's a bit like a human essay.

Shu Jiyue secretly sighed at Xi Zhikong's good handwriting, and seeing the intentions revealed between the lines, like a little fan writing a letter to an idol, she couldn't help laughing.

——He exaggerated too much.What is looking forward to the sky, the eyes are like clear springs, it looks like writing a composition at first glance.

Jiang Yan swept across his table inadvertently, and accurately caught the envelope from the pile of presents.He was so familiar with Xi Zhikong's characters that he recognized them immediately.

He looked back at Shu Jiyue's hand, stared at it for a while and said deliberately, "Hey, have you received a love letter again?"

Xi Zhikong's back stiffened, and he sat up straight to listen to the conversation between the two.

Shu Jiyue's tone was still calm, but he couldn't hide his praise for Xi Zhikong's good handwriting. He smiled and said, "It doesn't feel like a love letter." He glanced at Xi Zhikong who was sitting upright, and said:

"It's more like a high-scoring essay."

Jiang Yan sneered: "That's right, the person who wrote the letter probably doesn't want you to treat it as a composition."

Shu Jiyue faintly smelled a smell of gunpowder. He carefully put the love letter away into an envelope and placed it in the inner layer of his schoolbag. He said to Jiang Yan, "Whether it is a love letter or a composition, it is a heart worth cherishing."

He also said this on purpose, but Jiang Yan, who was so angry, didn't notice it.

Xi Zhikong in the front row was terrified when he heard it, but he couldn't help feeling secretly refreshed after hearing the second half of his sentence.

Finally, he has won back a victory from Jiang Yan, he thought.

Jiang Yan felt that Xi Zhikong seemed to be a little different this time, he was more attentive than the previous few times, and he suddenly lost his mind - it couldn't be, Xi Zhikong was really interested in Shu Jiyue, right?

His eyes flicked back and forth between the two people beside him and in front of him, and he immediately made up his mind.

Early next morning.

Xi Zhikong almost didn't get up again, the alarm clock rang twice but he turned it off, the last ring was a call from Jiang Yan, and he almost hung up too.

He was still dazed when he picked up the phone, and mumbled hello.

Downstairs Jiang Yan frowned and looked at the receiver and asked him: "You can't be, you haven't woken up yet?"

Xi Zhikong sat up and turned over to get out of bed, and when he was putting on his shoes, he kicked the bedside table, causing him to scream in pain.

The phone didn't hang up, and the yell came directly into Jiang Yan's ears, Jiang Yan's brows furrowed deeper, and he held the phone and cursed: "Can you fucking go to bed earlier?!"

When Xi Zhikong came down from upstairs with two exaggerated dark circles and sleepy eyes, Jiang Yan's mouth twitched and asked him, "Did someone suck your energy last night?"

Xi Zhikong yawned, and said vaguely, "No...heh——I'm so sleepy."

"What time did you go to bed?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Three o'clock."

"Why are you staying up in the middle of the night? Didn't you know there was an exam today?"

Seeing that Xi Zhikong was about to hit the bicycle parked in front with half-closed eyes, Jiang Yan yanked him so hard that he couldn't stand still and bumped into his shoulder.

This seemed to knock Xi Zhikong sober, he yawned again and his eyes became clearer, and he said, "I know, so I saw three o'clock in the book."

"You read the book and saw three o'clock?"

Jiang Yan was stunned, the hand holding Xi Zhikong's arm let go and hung down, and said in disbelief: "You said you saw three o'clock in the book? There was no thunder last night, right—"

"Stupid." Xi Zhikong stood firm and stared at him, interrupting him and said, "I can no longer be the last one in math this time. Shu Jiyue won't like people who only take double digits in math."

Unable to grasp the seriousness of Xi Zhikong's words, Jiang Yan listened to it in his heart.He suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and a strong sense of crisis spread from the bottom of his heart. He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, mockingly said: "I told you to study hard, but if you don't listen, this Shu Jiyue didn't say a word and you just said a word." So desperately?"

Xi Zhikong rubbed the back of his head: "Then can you be like Shu Jiyue?"

Jiang Yan froze in place.

Seeing that he was suddenly silent, Xi Zhikong felt that what he had said was a bit exaggerated, and explained: "That... I didn't mean that either..."

"Have you been writing little yellow texts lately?"

Xi Zhikong felt uncomfortable when he heard the word Huang Wen, he squinted at Jiang Yan and said, "Literary creation."

"Okay, literary creation literary creation, so have you been engaged in literary creation recently?"

As soon as this space is mentioned, I get angry.

The reason why he got it so late last night was mainly because he received a lot of orders in the mail.In addition to staying up late doing math problems, he also spent a lot of time making a table for classification.

He didn't know when his "business" was so good, or when he was "famous"-someone asked him to write twenty love letters in one go.

Twenty love letters are fine, they can be written in two weeks.The problem is that these twenty love letters were all written to Jiang Yan.

——Writing to Jiang Yan, No.1 said that Xi Zhikong felt very awkward.For example, the e-mail requires that there must be such nasty love words as "I only have eyes for you, and I can't share my sight with others." He tried to write one last night, and the goosebumps fell off before he finished writing it. one place.

But he didn't want to have trouble with the money, so he contacted the "gold master" last night and the other party transferred him a deposit of [-] yuan, and said that he would pay the rest after Jiang Yan received the love letter.

Why is this Jiang Yan so popular?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Business is very good."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and seemed to be in a much better mood. He stretched out his hand and tapped Xi Zhikong's forehead again, "Tsk, I wish you a prosperous business."

The two walked into the classroom one after the other, just in time to meet Shu Jiyue paying the autumn travel fee and waiting at Jiang Yan's table.

Xi Zhikong felt a little embarrassed.

He handed over the love letter—maybe it wasn't called a love letter, but Shu Jiyue didn't respond at all, neither refused nor replied.

So what was he thinking?

Xi Zhikong put down his schoolbag and sat on the seat with a lot of preoccupations, and involuntarily began to listen to the two people behind him talking again.

Shu Jiyue handed over 100 yuan to Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan wrote his name on the roster and asked casually, "The day after tomorrow, you—"

He looked up at Shu Jiyue, glanced at Xi Zhikong, and deliberately said loudly: "Qiuyou, are you sure I'm with you?"

Shu Jiyue smiled and nodded, then said after seeing him finish writing her name, "I will trouble you to take care of me."

"It's okay, I'll take care of you—" Jiang Yan confirmed the grouping, put down his pen, stood up and sat on the table, and deliberately lowered his volume and said, "It's what I should do."

Xi Zhikong felt his heart itch, he slapped the table and got up, turned around and said loudly: "Then I want to be with you too!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Jiang Yan pretended to express regret, shrugged at him and said, "I have already divided the groups."

"Then you didn't say that he was with you!" Xi Zhikong argued.

Jiang Yan: "Oh, I thought you knew about it a long time ago. I told classmate Shu the day I said I was going to travel in autumn."

Xi Zhikong grabbed Jiang Yan's arm and pulled it to the corner of the wall, looked back at Shu Jiyue, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Yan, you can't take advantage of your position to use your power for personal gain."

"........."

"Didn't you say you want to compete fairly?!"

Jiang Yan suppressed a smile, and said to himself that you are too advanced, how come you have reached the point of using power for personal gain.He coughed twice: "Alright, but you have to promise me one condition."

Xi Zhikong took two steps back vigilantly, squinted at him and asked, "What conditions?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, but you have to promise me first." Jiang Yan said.

After thinking for a moment, Xi Zhikong frowned and nodded solemnly: "Okay, as long as you let me be with you, as long as you don't let me do anything illegal—"

"Deal, let's change it now." Jiang Yan was not interested in listening to the second half of his sentence, and interrupted him with a wave of his hand, pushing the person away, and walked back to his seat in two or three steps.

Sun Chenxuan propped his hands on Jiang Yan's table and sighed, "Sura Field, Shura Field."

"What Shura field..." He Xing just put down his schoolbag and came over to join in the fun, pushed Sun Chenxuan's head away with his hands and stretched out his head to look at the roster, "Oh, I'll go, it's okay, it's empty, you are going to have a confrontation with Yan Yan Yet?"

"Please don't call me Banyan."

"Who are you empty!"

Jiang Yan and Xi Zhikong spoke almost at the same time.

Shu Jiyue stood aside with the same expression as usual, but the atmosphere changed subtly.Xi Zhikong himself also smelled a bit of embarrassment, he said dryly: "I don't know what nonsense you are talking about."

"Go back to your seat, get off!" Jiang Yan slapped He Xing and Sun Chenxuan on the shoulders and pushed them back to their seats.

There are still 10 minutes to go to class, the math teacher took up the morning reading test, and as soon as the class bell rang, he walked in with the test paper.

Although the exam has been notified in advance, the students still complained when they got the exam papers.Xi Zhikong had a calm expression on his face. After all, the subject of mathematics has always been a matter of fate.

The liver problem yesterday was also thinking about holding a handful of Buddhism temporarily to see if it can create miracles.But the moment he saw the title, he understood that miracles had never had anything to do with him.

Even when he wrote his name on the answer sheet, he became sleepy. He propped his head on his hands and turned his pen in a daze. He occasionally looked at two questions, doing what he could do, and skipping what he couldn't do.

Jumping from question to question, he only finished half of this paper.

The weather is not too hot anymore, the centrally controlled air conditioner in the school has stopped, and each class turns on the fans hanging from the ceiling according to their own needs.

The fan above his head was spinning hard, and the blades collided with the air and made a whirring sound.He stared at the rapidly spinning fan blades, and his thoughts were instantly blown back by the gentle wind back to the day when Jiang Yan taught him how to write questions at home.

Jiang Yan, apart from his constant "stealing love with a sword", is actually a pretty good person.

Although he has been a little mean-spirited since he was a child, he has always been very kind to him, especially when he was in junior high school.Although they are not in the same school, when the two of them get together at weekends when they go home, the days are noisy but full of vitality.

Xi Zhikong looked at the sparse words on the test paper in front of him, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Yan helped him with homework in the summer of the second year of junior high school.