I'm a little poisonous [GL]

After the lingering sound of the last bell circled the beam three times, the conscientious mathematician Taicai called slowly, "School is over!"

Wei Xintong and the others had almost finished walking before slowly getting up and walking towards the door. Before leaving the classroom, she looked back at the clock on the blackboard behind the classroom, 05:30.

Evening self-study starts at 06:30, and it takes her 15 minutes to go home, and half an hour to go back and forth, and she can take a shower when she goes back.

"Hey, old Wei, old Zhang can't come to study at night, should he go?"

Qiao Chu is in the class next door, and usually likes to rely on Wei Xintong when he has nothing to do. Today he is wearing casual sportswear, with a magic stick in his mouth, and the hat of his upper body sweater is buttoned on his head, laughing wherever he goes.

She tilted her head back, and the hat was thrown back from her head, revealing a delicate face that didn't match her attire.

However, he is tall, so he can still support the temperament of this dress.

In the words of adults, she belongs to the early long series. She jumped to 1.6 when others were still jumping at [-] meters. If it weren't for the family's money, she would have to sit next to the trash can at the back door every year.

Wei Xintong glanced at her and said nothing.

What Qiao Chu meant was to go online. There is a newly opened Internet cafe near the school. The environment is beautiful, well-equipped, and the sound insulation is particularly good. The most important thing is that minors can enter.

Qiao Chu raised his eyebrows, thinking that Wei Xintong doubted the credibility of the words, and patted his skinny chest, "Can I ask?"

As she spoke, she lowered her voice, "Old Zhang recently picked up a new car, and he is taking a driver's license test. My dad found a driving school. She has to practice driving tonight."

Wei Xintong smiled and said, "Honestly speaking, did your dad have an affair with Lao Zhang?"

Qiao Chu sneered, and stretched out four fingers, "No more, no less, I can't run with four legs."

Wei Xintong stopped talking nonsense, "Chen Meng asked for leave, Lao Zhang will definitely let me watch the class at night, so I won't go."

"Ah!" Qiao Chu was very disappointed, "Why did that kid Chen Meng ask for leave again? Hey, I heard he did it again yesterday? Kill him hard."

Wei Xintong shrugged, "If you want to know, you can ask yourself."

She said and waved to Qiao Chu, then turned and left.

Qiao Chu looked at the rather slender figure, raised his middle finger, and shouted loudly, "Wei Xintong, fuck you, uncle!"

Wei Xintong turned around and put on the earphones. The sound was turned up loudly, and the cries of vendors around him were isolated from the outside. He was completely immersed in his own world.

From school to home, cross two and a half streets, three intersections, and two turns.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and it stands to reason that junior high school students should watch TV and play games at home, but there is a private junior high school in Taiyang County, which is unique and uses practice to break the tradition of junior high school students not having late self-study.

It is said that it is to stagger the start and end times of those public schools.

why?

Probably to prevent trouble from the root.

The private junior high school also has a nice name. Small class education and preferential treatment from the Education Bureau are all false. The reason why everyone flocks to them is that they can attend with money.

Since the urban education reform in the past two years, public schools have begun to admit students by region. There are only a few schools in a town, and there are only a handful of schools that parents can see. There is no need to consider small counties.

So the Education Bureau waved its hand and strictly prohibited random admission of students.

With this policy, those who have money give money, and those who have connections seek connections. Everyone is desperate to send their children to school in the city, but there are always some people who want their children to receive a good education, but their families have no money or power.

So private schools have become the sweet pastry in everyone's mouth.

Advertisements are everywhere, every time you take a taxi, there are situational dialogues:

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, is your son going to junior high school this year? Where are you going?"

"Oh, I want to send it to the city, but I don't have a registered permanent residence."

"Oh, go to Xingguang Middle School, small class education, both boarding and commuting, the enrollment rate is higher than that of public schools."

"Really? Does the private school's diploma be recognized by the public high school?"

"Why don't you admit it? The Education Bureau has approved it, and it's a regular student status."

"Great……"

"Send your kids to school? Go to Starlight, there's Starlight!"

"..."

The advertisements are getting better and better, the school's popularity is getting wider and wider, and there are more and more students, but the quality is uneven.

How uneven?

Wei Xintong glanced at the scattered students around and sighed.

Very uneven!

Wei Xintong almost arrived home at the end of the third song. Her family opened a shop in the city, selling fully automatic mahjong machines. It was a cold business. The emerging industry in the past two years was only profitable.

One is sold in two days, and one is enough to feed the whole family for half a month.

The shop is actually very small, with only one frontage, but it is very long. Her parents came out from a room at the back, and there was a mahjong machine inside.

"Xintong is back?" Ms. Tan didn't know who she was calling, and her face was full of joy, and she waved her hand happily, "Come in."

Wei Xintong turned off the phone without any hassle, the headphones hung lazily around his neck, and stretched, "Who?"

"Guess?" Ms. Tan continued to laugh.

Wei Xintong rolled his eyes and went straight to the kitchen, "Have you cooked yet?"

"No, why? Are you coming back for dinner?" Ms. Tan was surprised, but only for a second, "Forget it, go out to eat by yourself, I'm calling. Your Aunt Lu."

"Huh?" Wei Xintong was stunned for a moment, "Who?"

Aunt Lu?

Yao Xue!

Ms. Tan handed over the mobile phone directly. Before Wei Xintong could react, he heard a very amiable and pleasant voice from inside.

"Is it Tongtong? Xiaotong?"

"Hey, it's me, it's me, it's me." Wei Xintong put the phone to his ear while answering, "Aunt Lu, long time no see."

"You can tell you've grown up just by hearing the voice."

Wei Xintong laughed, "That's right, I've grown up by several years."

"Hey, you kid, you haven't changed at all." Aunt Lu said with a laugh, and then asked some parents about their academic performance in the compulsory session, "Xiaoxue is here too, let's talk?"

Wei Xintong was taken aback, and a picture of a fair and pleasant child popped up in his mind, nodded, "Let's talk."

It's been so long since I saw you.

I don't know if she is still as soft as she was when she was a child. Wherever she goes, she will be bullied with her appointment.

She hesitated slightly when she thought of this, if yes, then she now...

Aunt Lu let out an "hey", and there was a burst of noise from the headset, followed by a clear voice.

"Hello? Tongtong?"

Wei Xintong paused when she heard the voice, and an unknown feeling suddenly surged in her heart. She was silent for two seconds, turned around and went out through the back door.

There is an alley from the back door of her shop, and there is a courtyard in the alley, and this courtyard is where they live.

But it's also rented.

"Well, it's me." Wei Xintong came over for a long time before making a sound.

Ms. Tan's voice came from behind, "Where are you taking it? I haven't finished chatting with your Auntie Lu yet!"

Wei Xintong raised his hand to cover the speaker, turned his head, and raised his voice, "It's Xiaoxue now, I'll come over later."

After she finished speaking, she walked home without waiting for Ms. Tan's answer. People lived on both sides of the alley, and they were all small yards. There were lilac flowers sprouting from branches inside, and the fragrance was compelling.

Wei Xintong usually likes to stand on tiptoe and pick two flowers when passing by. Today, it is rare to walk home safely all the way.

After opening the door, she went to her room and lay on the bed, Xiaoxue smiled crisply, "Go home?"

"Yeah." Wei Xintong didn't bother to lift the phone. At this time, he held it up for a while and was about to hit his face, so he turned on the speaker, threw the phone to the bedside, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "It's time for the high school entrance examination."

Xiaoxue's originally relaxed and brisk tone suddenly sank, "Yeah, I'm so annoying. Hey, my mother told me that you transferred to another school? Did you repeat the grade?"

Wei Xintong said, "Yes."

"Why?" Xiaoxue asked, "How can someone transfer from the third year of junior high school to the second year of junior high school? Didn't the students in your class chase after you and call you sister?"

Wei Xintong was taken aback for a moment, a little surprised at the change in Xiaoxue's personality, and then said with a smile, "You are much more eloquent than when you were a child."

Xiaoxue said, "It's not as good as you anyway."

"Really?" Wei Xintong wrote and drew on the wall with his fingers, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yeah, it's been five or six years."

Yao Xue seemed to be in the fourth grade when she transferred to another school, but now she is in the third grade.

At that time, they were still in their hometown, a small town, and they were not very big. They could greet each other from the street to the end of the street.

Yao Xue is one year younger than Wei Xintong, but they have been in the same class since they were young, from kindergarten to elementary school, and the fourth grade of elementary school was divided into classes, and they separated.

But at that time, Wei Xintong thought he could find someone to play with after class, but unexpectedly, he went directly to the city.

"Is your school good?" Xiaoxue pulled back Wei Xintong's thoughts.

"Ah." Wei Xintong tapped the wall lightly with his fingertips, "It's okay, there are few people."

"Are your grades still that good?" Xiaoxue didn't know what she was eating, and she passed it on crunchy, which made Wei Xintong hungry.

She sighed and got up to find a pack of crispy noodles from the cabinet, crunching them together with Xiaoxue.

In the end, the two laughed so hard that they couldn't finish eating peacefully.

Before hanging up the phone, she said, "Aren't you having fun? I'll go over and play with you sometime."

Wei Xintong was taken aback when he heard the sound, "Okay."

"Then is it fun for you?" Yao Xue asked.

"Hmm... probably not as fun as yours." Wei Xintong said.

"Ah, then I'll think about it."

"It's okay, I'm just having fun." Wei Xintong said.

"Ah, Wei Xintong, why are you still the same as when you were a child?" Xiaoxue laughed loudly.

Wei Xintong smiled, with a smile on her lips, she sighed deeply, "Is it still as bad as when I was a child?"

"Okay." Xiaoxue was taken aback for a moment, "I'll really go and play with you someday."

Wei Xintong opened his eyes and said, "OK."

The author has something to say: At the beginning, he set up the flag of never touching Lily when he entered the Internet circle, but now he says it will fall...

My buddies just write it casually, so you can take a look at it casually.

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