I've been waiting for three years

Living such a repetitive life every day, Luo Nanfeng unconsciously felt more and more reluctant, settled down, buried his true emotions, and continued to live life laughing.

For a rough man like Luo Nanfeng, he really doesn't understand girls' minds, so every time he plays the role of a light bulb, and what remains unchanged day by day is that he combs his hair every day when he wakes up. Although there is not much hair, it is necessary to tidy up. Maybe one day someone who likes me will take a fancy to me, but it is always bad for me to be sloppy.

There is one month left before the senior high school entrance examination. In order for the students to study with peace of mind and improve efficiency, the grade group arranges each class to sit alone in a single row, so as to avoid plagiarism in the exam. Luo Nanfeng belongs to the middle and high school students. In the second row in the vertical row, the one in front is a soft girl who has been talking in a low voice, and the one sitting in the back is his old tablemate Hu Xiaorui. In fact, Hu Xiaorui has a problem, just like at this moment.

"Hey, Luo, Luo Nanfeng, you, you show me, watch over the class teacher, come, come, tell me." Hu Xiaorui took out his homemade cardboard and rushed to put it together during the break when he was supposed to do eye exercises. .

"Oh, good, good," Luo Nanfeng replied in imitation of Hu Xiaorui's tone.

This is the characteristic of Hu Xiaorui. He always stutters when he speaks, as did Luo Nanfeng when he was a child, but now he is much better. As long as he speaks slowly, others will not stutter, but he stutters when he is in a hurry. When summarizing Hu Xiaorui from Pakistan, he always loves to imitate Hu Xiaorui's tone of voice, so he became a toddler in Handan.

Hu Xiaorui was concentrating on putting together his pistol, Luo Nanfeng was watching the guard, and saw a black shadow gradually approaching on the back door window of the confinement, and then took a closer look, oh, it was Xia Yang.

Luo Nanfeng hurriedly said to Hu Xiaorui who was putting together, "Old Ban is here, hurry up, put it away, ahaha, come in"

After speaking, he turned around and did not look at Hu Xiaorui's reaction, and immediately did eye exercises, and touched Hu Xiaorui's arm with his arm, feeling that Hu Xiaorui was tidying up, and immediately sat upright and did eye exercises.

Xia Yang stood on the window of the back door by himself, observing every move of the students in the classroom. Seeing that everyone else was doing eye exercises seriously, only the two people in the third vertical row seemed out of place, thinking that he should be the teacher The majesty, when I opened the door, I found that the two people hurriedly started to clean up, pretending to do eye exercises.

"Slap" Luo Nanfeng received a hard slap on the neck, turned his head and looked sadly at Xia Yang who was standing next to Hu Xiaorui's table, touched his neck with his hand, and blinked nonsense, "Teacher, what's wrong with me?"

Xia Yang just stared at it without saying a word, bent down and took out all the paper pistols in Hu Xiaorui's hand, and said, "What do you think is wrong with you, when you are doing eye exercises, you are an accomplice to the squad leader"

Just as Luo Nanfeng wanted to defend himself, he realized that Xia Yang had already reached into Hu Xiaorui's desk pocket after he had finished speaking and took out Hu Xiaorui's remaining stack of papers. When he turned around and wanted to leave, Hu Xiaorui grabbed his clothes and stuttered: "Old, teacher, don't, don't confiscate it, I will fold this, this is not, it is not easy"

Looking at Hu Xiaorui's pitiful expression, Xia Yang didn't have any room for mercy.

Knocked off Hu Xiaorui's hand with a piece of paper, touched the other person's head and said, "It's not easy? It's not easy, you still fold it, and I will return it to you after the high school entrance examination."

After finishing speaking, Hu Xiaorui walked out, touched his bald head with few hairs, sighed for a while, stamped his feet and beat his chest for a while, then looked at Luo Nanfeng with resentment and hatred, Luo Nanfeng was caught Staring at him like that, he suddenly felt that life was wonderful, and felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen. He gave two sloppy eyes, and immediately turned his head pretending to be calm, patted his chest, and took the initiative to pick up the textbook and read it.

After finishing the eye exercises, everyone picked up the mirror to look in the mirror, went to the toilet, and of course there were sleepy ones, and some gossips. It was just about the basketball game in the afternoon, organized by the junior high school teacher himself. Speaking of this, I impromptuly talked about Wang Fei, the temporary English teacher who played basketball with his feet crooked.

Teacher Wang is a slightly shorter and fatter male teacher. Of course, this is compared to Luo Nanfeng, who is 175. He was too excited because he scored a goal in a basketball game a few days ago, and as a result, his legs I fell down on my foot, and then limped at the ankle, so I have been sitting at the desk with a bench during the big review in the past few days, holding the information book and letting us translate the text while lecturing.

"Stand up," the style committee member shouted in English with a high-pitched voice.

"good morning teacher"

"Good morning students, please sit down"

After "Thank you, teacher", the students sat sparsely on their seats, like eggplants beaten by Shuang, without any spirit.

After a series of class etiquette, Teacher Wang got into the key point and said in English, "Please turn the book to page 89 of the translation class."

Wow, wow, Luo Nanfeng knew that he must be translating one by one, so he was not worried, because the teacher usually only asked the first twelve students sitting in the first two rows to answer this kind of question, so Luo Nanfeng didn't care at all. Worry.

The teacher led the students to translate, but the hot weather was really tiresome, so few people spoke out, which made the teacher feel very tired, so he ordered someone to translate, Luo Nanfeng was spinning in his hand My own gel pen, suddenly felt someone poking my back, turned my head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You, you, you look at the back?" Luo Nanfeng noticed that Hu Xiaorui was poking himself and speaking to himself incoherently.

Luo Nanfeng glanced at Hu Xiaorui, if he hadn't dreamed that he would have slept until Xia Yang just now, things that he can't do in real life can be done in a dream, just when he was about to get it, who would have known that Hu Xiaorui As soon as I interrupted, the old Gong who got it just ran away with others like this, suppressed my resentment, and turned my head to hear what Hu Xiaorui could say to himself about a flower, but what I kept seeing was Hu Xiaorui Stuttering and unable to speak, Luo Nanfeng's anger rose directly, and he said, "Don't talk to me, your stammering will make me die of anxiety" and gave him a roll of his eyes.

When Hu Xiaorui heard Luo Nanfeng scolding him like this, he couldn't hold back his temper, and kicked Luo Nanfeng's bench, making Luo Nanfeng almost fall off the bench, and asked Hu Xiaorui angrily, "You are sick, what are you doing?" Well?"

"Well, do you have any medicine for my illness?" Hu Xiaorui asked directly.

Luo Nanfeng adjusted his bench, rolled his eyes and said, "You are hopeless."

Hu Xiaorui looked at Luo Nanfeng's expression, smacked his lips and said resentfully, "Who told you to scold me for stuttering, huh?"

"..."

Luo Nanfeng never knew that Hu Xiaorui was such an arrogant person. After thinking about it, hey, forget it, maybe he really has something to tell himself, so he calmed down his anger and asked helplessly, "What do you have?" Tell me something?"

When it came to what he wanted to say, Luo Nanfeng saw Hu Xiaorui's eyes filled with inexplicable joy, accompanied by a hint of gloating, then he covered his mouth, waved his hands, and let Luo Nanfeng approach him and said, "Look later."

Luo Nanfeng looked back and found that there was nothing special about it, and then continued to look at Hu Xiaorui with doubts in his eyes.

"Hey, if you're stupid but you're not stupid, then your eyes are lame." Hu Xiaorui concluded in a very positive tone.

"Who do you want me to see, hurry up and tell me!" Luo Nanfeng couldn't accept the look of disdain in Hu Xiaorui's eyes, and shouted.

Hu Xiaorui saw Luo Nanfeng's series of reactions in his eyes, and thought, hey, the baby is still young, stupid, and ignorant, let's teach him slowly, and suddenly felt a sense of being a master, so he suppressed it again I didn't have much patience, and said again, "Silly boy, look at Li Jian!"

Luo Nanfeng cast a glance, automatically ignored the silly boy he was talking about, and looked at Li Jian.

Seeing that Luo Nanfeng didn't refute him, Hu Xiaorui looked at Li Jian obediently, nodded in relief, feeling like a child can be taught, and gave up taking advantage of Luo Nanfeng verbally.