Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

In the dream, there is a big lake with blue and green water surface, and the buzzing insects are barely moving due to the scorching sun.

There are reeds as tall as a person by the lake, and when you push it open, it seems that there is no one, but you can hear the laughter from people.

That smile was filled with sadness, a hook was hung at the end of each sound, using the wind as a ride, it penetrated into people's ears, so that people's internal organs were hooked away, and their flesh and blood were torn apart.

Xi Hu followed the sound and walked in, and suddenly found that he had walked a long way, and the lake was close at hand.

There was a sound of water behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a figure waving at him in the middle of the lake.

In a blur, a man's voice sounded, it seemed to be sighing and pitiful: "Child, child..."

The heat was smoky on his forehead, Xi Hu only felt his heart pounding, his blood was hot, and he jumped down without even thinking about it.

The temperature under the water was no better than that on the shore, and a gust of cold air made him shiver. The fainted bugs were startled, and crawled onto his skin one after another, biting them, and lingering on them.But there was no sign of a person, only a mass of water plants showing their teeth and claws.The unbearable itchiness and bone-piercing cold wrapped him around him, Xi Hu came out of the water with a cough, and was immediately stunned by the strong light in Zhengkong——

boom!

A mushroom cloud exploded from his scalp, shaking him so much that he almost fell back into the water.

There seemed to be someone else's voice—

"Wake up!"

Tan Siming was calling him.

Xi Hu opened his eyes—he finally woke up.

Long ago, Xi Hu dreamed of a man's voice in his dream.

Because he only dreamed about it two or three times, he didn't pay much attention to it.

But since he went to the provincial capital last time, he had similar dreams several times.

Every scene is different, but without exception, the man's voice appears.

Xi Hu pondered, and had a vague feeling that he knew that man.

"I'm just going to the toilet. You can actually fall asleep after just going back and forth like this. It's pretty sweet."

Tan Siming had just returned from the public bathroom in the corridor, and was pulling out his English paper, which was horribly drooling, "I admire it."

"I did not do it on purpose……"

Xi Hu looked at Tan Siming's face like an ink bottle, and instinctively said no more, Tan Siming could just pull out a pen and poke a hole for him.

"I was just too sleepy and took a nap..."

"No need to explain, how long do you want to sleep?"

"Obviously you don't do this..."

"You invited me to give you tutoring, and it was your own time that was wasted." Every time Tan Siming said the word "you", he pronounced the word very hard.

He got up, took the paper in his hand, and laid it flat on the window sill.

Xi Hu crossed his legs, like an arhat sitting on his knees, sitting there steadily, looking at Tan Siming's back.

"I was wrong……"

"Every time you admit your mistakes faster than anyone else, do you think I'm perfunctory?"

"Hey, I really feel that I did something wrong..."

"What did you do wrong?"

Even with his back turned to him, Xi Hu could imagine that Tan Siming's eyebrows should be raised now.

"The weekend is so precious, you shouldn't waste your time, you shouldn't waste your time, and you shouldn't—"

"Ok?"

"—The one who offends me is obviously unhappy."

"..."

"This is you, I'm willing to be perfunctory... When have you ever seen me treat others like this..."

"..."

"Oh no, that's not perfunctory..." Xi Hu immediately changed his words, and whispered, "I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy... Once you are unhappy, I will not be happy either."

"Change the subject too deliberately."

Tan Siming put away the papers, and finally turned to look at him, "You said that you want to take the Yuan University exam, but you didn't do it after thinking about it, and you can still sleep. What is that?"

From this angle, Xi Hu could just see Tan Siming's slightly upturned face.

Reminiscent of the night by the Xingjiang River in the provincial capital.

The fireworks that night lit up the whole sky, and Tan Siming's face was also illuminated.

Tan Siming was sitting on Xi Hu, his jacket was still on, but his trousers had been taken off and put aside.

Xi Hu was lying on the beach with soft sand under his body, and Tan Siming's skin was also soft.

One after another, beautiful fireworks exploded in the air, and Tan Siming's face was also like the fireworks. Xi Hu didn't dare to blink his eyes, as if if he didn't look a few times, the beauty would be fleeting, like gold The flowing fire fell into Xingjiang and disappeared before his eyes.

There was a deafening explosion in the air, and he and the people on him followed suit, as if the earth was about to tremble.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tan Siming noticed that Xi Hu's eyes were wrong, and pulled him back from that little thought in time.

"Oh, I was thinking... I really didn't mean to sleep... It's not..."

"Ok?"

"Yes... I found that the gap was too big, and I didn't adjust my mentality for a while..."

"say clearly."

"Let's talk about this monthly exam. I feel that I am more serious. Why is it that I have made less progress than last time?" Xi Hu finally said in one breath.

The Monday when I came back from the provincial capital was the day when the results of the May monthly exam were released.

Xi Hu looked at the ranking list full of confidence, but found that his progress was progress—rising to No.15 in the class and No.80 in age—but it was different from what he expected.

From the mid-term exam to the last monthly exam, he went from No.40 to No.20 in the class, a full [-]th improvement.

For the midterm exam, Xi Hu didn't prepare much for the exam, at most he just listened to lectures in class and glanced at Tan Siming's study notes;

But for the monthly exam in May, Xi Hu had carefully reviewed it for a long time.

"Could it be that the flowers are planted on purpose but the flowers don't bloom, and the willows and willows are planted unintentionally to make shade?" Xi Hu was very confused.

"Shit."

The two have been hanging out for a long time, and Xi Hu knows that Tan Siming is actually no different from normal boys, and occasionally utters a few dirty words, but he can't reach Tian Tian's level.

On the one hand, Xi Hu was very happy, with a sense of surprise when he found out that the goddess had stepped down from the altar;

But then he figured it out, he really should study Chinese well, and make some nonsense comparisons—he's not a dick.

Yuan Xing High School's headquarter principals all say that he is a dick, and others should point at him and call him hypocritical.

Tan Siming is not a god.

To be able to confess to him, to make a bed for him, to fight wildly with him, this is a person with all kinds of emotions and six desires.

"Then obviously you said, what's going on?"

"What else can happen." Tan Siming leaned against the wall, holding his hands in front of his chest, "The further you go to the back, the less room for improvement."

"what?"

"The top [-] are all students who study very hard, and their IQs are not low. They have worked hard on the foundation for so long. If you just let you review it for a few days, you will surpass it. Is it fair?"

Xi Hu looked at Tan Siming's expression, which was varied and complicated, as if he was happy for him, or as if he was recalling some unpleasant past events.

Thinking about people's thoughts, he said cautiously: "It's not fair! It's because I overestimate myself, I can't eat a fat man with one bite..."

"You're very smart, and I never deny that. To be able to improve by five places is already considered amazing."

Tan Siming opened the chair next to Xi Hu and sat down, "High school is no better than junior high school. Without a solid foundation, it is impossible to become the top of the pyramid."

"I know, I'm trying to climb..."

"Working hard is not enough, you have to work harder than others. Let me remind you, if you can't get into the top five in your class, getting into Yuan University will only be an impossible event."

"Obviously you are really..." Xi Hu sighed, looked at Tan Siming once, and then again.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

"At that time, you were the one who said I could get into Yuan University, and now you are the one who said I couldn't get into it—it was really rewarding me with a sweet date and hitting me with a stick. I was stunned by you for a while, and knocked out by you for a while."

"Then you probably forgot. From the beginning to the end, what I told you is: you can only pass the exam if you really have this idea."

As he said that, he really "knocked" him a bit—there was still a red mark on Xi Hu's forehead that had just woken up, and Tan Siming raised his hand with a shudder, "But look at you now? Are you taking the test in a dream?"

When Xi Hu heard this, his expression was frowning.

"I shouldn't sleep, I was wrong, I was so wrong... never again, oh no, there will be no next time..."

The corners of his two mouths are curled downwards, and his eyelashes are fluttering downwards, making him look more aggrieved and aggrieved.

Tan Siming looked at it, a little bit reluctant.

Compared with the past, Xi Hu's approach to learning now has changed too much, both in thought and in action.

Are you pushing yourself hard?

So the meaning of the spur was condensed into the language, and the tone was much lighter, like a half-fold: "The attitude of admitting mistakes is good, and the attitude of correcting is not good, which makes people have no confidence in you."

"That won't work!"

Xi Hu couldn't hold back, and called out.

Tan Siming's figure was reflected in his eyes, and he said anxiously:

"You must have full confidence in me! I'm serious, and I'll change! Even if my head is hanging from the beam and my ass is pierced, I will definitely change!"

Suddenly worried again, the eyebrows that were flying up quickly fell back, and the voice was a little lonely.

"You have brought me into the Tao, and you are my guiding light... If you don't believe me anymore, wouldn't my eyes be pitch black, and I would be blinded by everything I learn?"

"To reiterate, the effect of passive learning is not as good as one-tenth of your own active learning." Tan Siming suppressed a smile, trying to speak seriously.

"Yes yes yes... I assure the organization that I must improve my ideological consciousness, study hard, work hard to improve, and strive for..."

"Huh?" A leader of the organization raised his face.

"Strive to get married with you as soon as possible, oh no, the palace of academics!"

"..."

At this point in the dialogue, it cannot continue.

Tan Siming has done too much, and obviously doesn't want to pay attention to Xi Hu's shamelessness.He turned to take a red pen to proofread Xi Hu's other completed paper: "What did you dream about just now? I called you for a long time."

"..."

What did you dream about?

After admitting his mistake to Tan Siming for a long time, he almost forgot the dream just now.

Xi Hu propped his head up, looking at the red crosses on his paper, which appeared much less frequently than before.

Although the man in the dream couldn't see his face clearly, his voice was low and he called him "children". Xi Hu speculated that he must be an elder.

But he was sure that it was definitely not Xi Junfeng.

He had never seen Xi Junfeng sigh, and it was even less likely that Xi Junfeng would pity him.

"This is..."

Xi Hu opened his mouth, opened his eyes and said nonsense, with a longing for endless aftertaste, "I dreamed that you were treated like this by me..."

Pretending to be pretending, he almost believed it himself.

He stretched out his hand and touched it from Tan Siming's collar.

"Call me baby again..." His voice was a little hoarse.

"baby."

Tan Siming yelled emotionlessly, grabbed his hand, and dragged it out.

She held his hand again, stuffed a pen into it, and moved it to the paper that had just been corrected.

"Which one of the agreed-upon cards has a correct rate of more than 90.00%, you can come once. This is only eighty, and comrades still need to work hard. Be good, correct all the mistakes."

Xi Hu: "..."

The author has something to say:

The map is back~ I still like Yuanxing Campus~

The set after this chapter.

Mingming: Didn't you think about it for a long time on the night of the fireworks show?That's all I wrote?

Huzi: That’s right, what about the detailed writing?

Author: Now is an extraordinary time, I was locked once last time...

Huzi: You!you're lying!

Mingming: I can see that she is the latest Cavin, so I don't want to write.

Author: You still understand me clearly... But this is a field of navel oranges, Hu Zi, what do you look forward to?

Huzi: ...

Author: Alas, it was useless for me to bear the huge pressure alone... If I wrote you back then...

Huzi: Get out! !