Because of the African Emirates, all the lucky points are counted.

Wen He's words shocked the audience.

It shook for 1 minute.

"……what?"

Zhang Fanlei thought she had heard it wrong, and mistook "girlfriend" for "boyfriend" from a magical angle.

"Is this difficult to understand?" It was not Wen He who answered, but another voice that suddenly broke in, "He already has a boyfriend."

Including Wen He, everyone turned their heads to look. Xing Wenbo was riding a bicycle with his robes flying. When he approached, he slammed on the brakes and stopped precisely beside Wen He.

Wen He looked at Xing Wenbo, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Does this person always catch horses like this when he comes out?

Zhang Fanlei looked at Wen He, then at Xing Wenbo.

Look at Wen He again, and look at Xing Wenbo again.

His expression is subtle.

Wait... Is that what she understood?

"Student, I'm sorry," Xing Wenbo said to Zhang Fanlei, "This is a matter of first come, first served..."

Wen He glanced at him.

Xing Wenbo changed his words, "No, even if you arrive first, there is no chance. There is a fate between people..."

Wen He turned his face away and couldn't help laughing.His boyfriend is kind of silly.

Zhang Fanlei is still digesting the huge amount of information, she doesn't express her opinion, and her friends don't say anything.Xing Wenbo raised his chin towards Wen He, "Get in the car." Then he pedaled the bicycle vigorously and drove out with a whoosh.

Wen He caught up to Xing Wenbo's car buttocks, hopped with ease, sat firmly on the back seat of the car, and naturally raised his hand to grab the clothes around Xing Wenbo's waist.Without looking back, the two walked away in the dappled afternoon sun.

There are quite a few W high students on the road nearby, and even when they went to a small restaurant, they saw a table of people wearing W high school uniforms as soon as they entered the door.Those few people didn't know if they recognized them, and their curious eyes followed them from time to time.Originally, Xing Wenbo chose to meet Wen He here to avoid suspicion, but now, they both know each other well and don't need it anymore.

They have all made their stand clear.in front of outsiders.in front of the world.

The two had lunch together as usual.It seemed a bit tasteless to go home after dinner, so Xing Wenbo drove Wen He back to school again. W high school is not closed during the lunch break, teachers and students of the school can enter by swiping their cards.

Arriving at the teaching building of the third year of high school, Wen He looked in the direction of Class 3's classroom, and said softly, "Your class isn't open, is it?"

Xing Wenbo almost blurted out that there are commuters staying in the classroom for lunch break every day in their class, and there is no such thing as getting late and not getting in.When the words came to his lips, he quickly reined in the precipice, and choked out a "hmm" without blushing and heartbeat.

To give full play to the subjective initiative, as long as the belief is firm enough, the classroom door will be closed.

"Go to the study room?" Wen He asked again.

"go."

Go go go go go go go, must go!

How much he endured and sacrificed for the victory of the revolution at this moment!

Xing Wenbo wanted to praise his great spirit in his heart.

The two returned to the long-lost study room on the fifth floor.Xing Wenbo's schoolbag is very light, with only two new papers and a pencil case stuffed in.

As a top student, he didn't bother to share the anger with others, as long as the blank space of the test paper was enough, he didn't even take the paper for the calculation manuscript, so as to save trouble.This problem has been mentioned many times by the math teacher, and Xing Wenbo has always accepted it humbly and will not change it.

However, he still has a sense of propriety in dealing with serious exams, so the math teacher really has nothing to do with him.

They haven't studied together for several days, and the two of them have stopped the progress of each other's tutoring.As soon as Xing Wenbo put down his schoolbag, he tapped on Wen He's desk with his knuckles, "Are there any math problems that I don't understand? Let me see."

Wen He obediently handed in his math error book.Xing Wenbo quickly flipped through the latest few pages. Wen He's handwriting was still so beautiful, the organization was still so clear, and the train of thought for answering the questions was clear.

However, Wen He's "understanding" of a math problem was not because he didn't know how to do it.No matter how difficult the question is, as long as you listen to the teacher's explanation or look at the reference answer, there is no reason why you can't do it.If you don't know this, Wen He will fall into self-doubt on the spot.

His ignorance is mainly due to his failure to thoroughly integrate the essential principles and draw inferences about other cases from one instance.I know this question, but next time I encounter a variation of the same type of question, can I make sure that I will not be confused again?

"Move, move." Xing Wenbo said.

Wen He moved obediently into the long chair, Xing Wenbo sat down, put the set of wrong questions between the two of them, stamped the page with a gel pen without the cap, and began to explain to Wen He .

The two teenagers looked focused, and their heads were very close together. They worked hard in the tiredness of the afternoon in the late spring and early summer, and wandered in the sea of ​​questions.It is really a picture where many teachers will cry when they see it, and how many students will be silent when they see it.

After speaking three questions in a row, Xing Wenbo suddenly noticed something, raised his head, and met the eyes of two people outside the study room.

It was two classmates they didn't know, a man and a woman, each holding a box of instant noodles in their hands, looking at them with their heads.

Wen He also followed Xing Wenbo's gaze.

Neither of them evaded or lowered their heads.

There's nothing scary about them anymore.

They don't want to make a big splash about how different they are from most people, but they don't deny it either.Perhaps they should have admitted long ago that he was not the perfect Xing Wenbo that everyone imagined, nor was he the unattainable Wen He that everyone imagined.

Maybe in the future others will look at them with some other meanings, and maybe there will be no more unsuspecting and wishful admirers, but they don't need these things in the first place.

Never asked for, never asked for, so when you lose, don't regret it.

They just need the world to accept them for who they really are.Everyone has worked hard to change themselves and get more people's likes, but the essential self cannot be changed.

Either fake it to the end, or be bold and frank.

As the two sides looked at each other, the two became embarrassed and walked away talking and laughing.

Wen Xiaohang blew up when he got home at night.Originally, it was only under Zhang Fanlei's high profile that all the girls in the school knew that she had a schoolboy brother.It's good now, all the girls in the school know that her brother is not only handsome, but also has a boyfriend who is equally handsome as well.

What kind of fairy configuration is this? !

Did Wen Xiaohang save the Milky Way in his previous life to have such a big brother? !

Wen Xiaohang became a figure who lived in myth in the eyes of girls in No. [-] Middle School overnight.A few well-behaved female classmates surrounded her and poked her head. How did she think that she lied about being an only child?

Wen Xiaohang didn't know what he was thinking.

No... She doesn't know what's going on in this world.

She and Wen He have lived together under the same roof for nearly 10 years. She never imagined that Wen He's hidden settings will never be burned out, and will be born again when the spring breeze blows.

In the past, she had a somewhat superior feeling towards this bully brother.So what about good grades?He has no friends, he has no life, he has no fun, he has no relationship.

What's the point of living like this?

just now……

Sorry, they have everything.

She was so lively and fragrant that she couldn't match it.

While Wen Xiaohang was proud of his brother in front of outsiders, he also felt that he had received an unprecedented blow.

The philosophy of life that she has adhered to for many years, "To be happy in life, to be happy in life, to be drunk today when you have wine", has fallen into a precarious state.

Wen He heard Wen Xiaohang chattering, but his mood was not high.Wen Xiaohang spoke agitatedly, and his voice was a little louder, Wen He quickly put his finger in front of his mouth, signaling her to be quiet, and then pointed out the door.

Wen Xiaohang shut up.

She likes to make an alliance with her elder brother behind the back of the adults, and do things they don't understand.

Very exciting.

Also very close.

"The matter between me and your brother Xing," Wen He said, "don't let them know."

Wen Xiaohang nodded as if smashing garlic, "Of course, I won't betray you, brother, don't worry!"

"This secret must be kept forever," Wen He looked at her with a calm expression, "until I graduate from college. Can it be done?"

Wen Xiaohang was startled.

She didn't expect Wen He to think so far.

It's good for this secret, and it's good for Xing Wenbo.

She didn't even dare to think about what would happen to Mu Yu and her after graduating from high school.It's already so difficult to have a long-distance relationship in the same school now, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

But Wen He's tone was very firm.Wen Xiaohang has lived with him for 10 years. He doesn't know him in many aspects, but he can hear the certainty.

"En." Wen Xiaohang nodded heavily, "I won't say a word! I swear!"

Wen He smiled.

Aunt Mo would not overly interfere with his affairs, but he knew his father's character. Even though the two had never talked about marriage and love, Wen He didn't want to take the risk when he was not sure.

Not before his college entrance examination, nor when he was in college.He wants to be financially independent after graduating from university, and then he can communicate with his family on an equal footing with his lover as an adult.

This is the battle of the future, but prepare now.

The rumors about Xing He had been fermented for two days, and they spread like wildfire in the school. However, the two parties involved were extremely calm, and had no intention of coming forward to refute the rumors. They both showed up in the study room on the fifth floor at noon and afternoon on Saturday, and their attitudes were astonishing. Countless melon-eaters bow down.

As soon as Xing Wenbo made his statement, Xiao Liang stopped hiding it.If you want to talk about his brother, you can say, just don't talk to him.Let him hear it, and don't blame him for being rude.

Many people who are openly showy and secretly want to take advantage of the problem and pour some dirty water on Xing Wenbo. After all, life in the third year of high school is difficult. If you can see that others are having a hard time, you will probably be able to feel better.Unexpectedly, Xing Wenbo's defensive shield was thicker than expected, and he was not hit as hard as everyone expected.

As for reporting their puppy love to the teacher...that is nonsense, and there is no real evidence at all. If the two insist that they are a socialist brotherhood, sticking together every day is just exchanges in arts and sciences, helping each other and making progress together, which is completely justified.Since entering the third year of high school, the progress of Wen He's mathematics and Xing Wenbo's English has been visible to the naked eye.

How could the teachers of the previous generation have such a rich imagination? Those who make small reports just make things out of nothing and make trouble out of nothing, and they will be punished in turn.

Nobody is that boring.That is, the boring campus life needs some adjustments.After the adjustment, nothing major happened, and life went on as usual.

As for some unspoken things, if you know it, you will know it. It's 0202, who can do it?

On Sunday morning, as soon as Wen He entered the classroom, he saw a large group of people around Xia Hai in the classroom, chatting happily.

This is not an uncommon sight. This group of people has never been able to go to the house without the teacher watching.Wen He usually doesn't pay attention, but because of what happened in the past two days, he has to be sensitive.

The outside world's gaze, evaluation, and public opinion clearly know that I shouldn't pay attention to it, and it's useless to pay attention to it, but when those knives really fly in front of them, how many beatings they have to experience, and how hard their body is, can they really be calm and unhurried. Invulnerable to all poisons?

Wen He looked away and hurried to his seat.

It's okay, no matter how big the storm is, it will pass soon.No big deal.

At this moment, class monitor Xie Qian pushed Xia Hai's shoulder, blinked hard at him, and secretly pouted at Wen He's figure. —”

Wen He stopped and turned to look at them.

calls me?

"That," Xia Hai took the thick A4 drawing book in Xie Qian's hand, half-stepped and half-hopped over the empty seat in the middle, and jumped in front of Wen He, "We will form a team to see Li Xiatong this afternoon. , do you come with me?"

Wen He was stunned.He looked at Xia Hai, and then met the eyes of the group of classmates behind him. Most of the faces he didn't know very well looked at him kindly and earnestly. I have to say, this surprised him a bit.

The group he had always thought he had never been part of, turned out not to shut him out as he had imagined.

"Yes," Wen He nodded, "Okay."

Xia Hai heaved a sigh of relief, and the girls behind, led by Xie Qian and Li Li, also laughed.Xia Hai handed the A4 drawing book in front of him, "This is the guestbook we wrote to Li Xiatong, Li Xiatong must be in urgent need of chicken soup for the soul from our dear classmates, just...you can just write a few words to her, right? "

"Make a poem!" A boy suddenly shouted, and everyone laughed.

"I didn't expect Li Xiatong to lose a leg, but in exchange for a love letter from Prince Charming..." A boy nicknamed Liu Gou answered with a cheap mouth, and was immediately chased by Li Li, "Bah, your dog mouth What are you talking about, Xia Tong is not lame!"

"Hey hey——" Liu Gou was convicted of his words, and ran away with his head in his arms, yelling, "Xia Hai, take care of your woman—"

Xia Hai didn't turn her head back, and sighed, "I can't control it, she is a woman who can control the purse of the whole class...that is, can control the whole class. Liu Gou, admit it."

Li Li is a member of the life committee, her grades are average, but she is excellent in financial management. She manages the class accounts very well. Many people ridicule Xia Hai. He has cheated a good wife and mother so early. I am afraid that he has spent his whole life of character. .

Xia Hai is not convinced, because he is a majestic, chic and suave man with a broad mind and strong arms, how can he not be worthy of a good wife and mother?

At that time, everyone laughed after saying this. Li Li gave him a hard look, turned her head back with a blushing face, and lowered her head to flip through the book.

A group of people were making background noises. Some students in the class watched, some applauded, and some rushed to eat breakfast. This kind of scene can only be seen on Sunday morning in the third year of high school.

Wen He hugged the A4 picture book and smiled.

High school has been tepid until now, and like most people, he hopes that the college entrance examination will end as soon as possible, and the day when he grows up will come as soon as possible.

Now, looking at this group of classmates he didn't know well, he felt a little bit reluctant.

Who said that those days when I thought I couldn't go out, I couldn't go back later.

Wen He spent the time before class and between classes, and wrote a full message to Li Xiatong with great care.

There is even a small smiley face drawn in the lower right corner.

When Xia Hai, as a representative of Li Xiatong's sympathy group, took back the drawing book, he saw Wen He's beautiful pen writing on the page, which was more terrifying than print, and shouted on the spot that Wen He should not be treated differently. The students all write one page, so that the students will not be in vain for three years.

Li Li rolled up the textbook and knocked him on the head, telling him not to bully Wen He.

During the last class break, Xing Wenbo sent a WeChat message to ask Wen He if he wanted to go home together. Wen He said that he had made an appointment with his classmates to go to the hospital in the afternoon, and went directly to eat after school, and went after eating, and would not go home at noon.

Xing Wenbo: I will go with you

Seeing Xing Wenbo waiting for Wen He at the top of the stairs, the students in class 11 were involuntarily stunned for a while, and then they suppressed their undue emotions, laughing and laughing as they should.Xing Wenbo didn't know Li Xiatong, and the whole world knew why he came.

Li Xiatong was not seriously injured, and his right leg had a plaster cast. After healed, there shouldn't be any sequelae, but he couldn't go to school for a while.Several classmates who are close to her helped her organize a lot of study materials for her to study by herself in the hospital.

Li Xiatong looked calm, but it was just a look, only she knew if she broke down and shed tears in the dead of night.

Wen He didn't know how Li Xiatong was feeling now, and couldn't empathize with her, so he could only cheer her up as best he could.

Seeing Wen He and Xing Wenbo appear together in front of the hospital bed to cheer her up, Li Xiatong was a little silly for a while.She... somehow achieved the achievement of collecting the blessings of two school grassroots at the same time?

Li Xiatong hugged the A4 picture book that was filled with writing in just one morning, and said thank you to Wen He, Xing Wenbo, and all the students with a smile.

After coming out of the hospital, everyone walked to the bus stop together.Xing Wenbo didn't take the bus, but he was willing to accompany Wen He on this journey.

The line was a bit long, and everyone was walking in twos and threes. Many of them had already put on summer short-sleeved white shirts. The white and dark blue intertwined together, creating a high-spirited landscape on the street.

Xing Wenbo and Wen He walked side by side, at the end of the team.Both hands were hanging by their sides, and the backs of their hands touched lightly inadvertently.

The sun was scorching, and the boy's heart was pounding.

Wen He thought for a while, then raised his hand and grabbed the strap of his schoolbag.

Then he met Xing Wenbo's eyes.

Wen He: "..."

"We..." Wen He said softly, "At school..." He paused, his voice lowered, "Don't be too out of line."

In school, including but not limited to "in front of classmates".

It's not that I'm afraid of gossip, but that it's tricky to alarm the teachers and parents.It is too late for them to just study now, and they have no extra thoughts to deal with the "for your own good" that adults cannot refuse.

Xing Wenbo was silent.

Wen He thought he was upset, walked a few steps, and turned to look at him again.

Xing Wenbo said suddenly: "Okay."

moment. "I try my best."

As much as possible means not exceeding the controllable range.

How big is the controllable scope, and the final interpretation right belongs to Xing Wenbo himself.