After sitting at the same table with the mean school

The sports meeting is over, and the pleasant National Day holiday is coming.

The competition class is actually closed-the National Day is a whole day off!

It was really a great news that I was overjoyed and ran around to tell everyone, everyone was very happy.

Wow, what a surprise.

On this day off, three groups of people asked Xia Xingyao to go out to play.The students in class three asked him to play golf in the afternoon, the Internet cafe enthusiasts in class one asked him to meet in Ionia, and the last one was Wu Zhe.

Ask him to go to the bookstore.

Xia Xingyao asked, "Wu Zhe, do you have any illness?"

Why do you still need to read books on this day off?

Standing at the opposite window, Wu Zhe leaned his elbows on the window sill and asked sincerely, "Don't you want to swim in the sea of ​​calculus and linear algebra?"

Xia Xingyao was expressionless: "I'm sorry, I don't want to."

"...Brother Xia, Ms. Xu Shufen just told me about my Chinese scores in this monthly exam."

"Ok?"

"I'm one point short of average."

"so?"

"See if you can take the time to accompany me to the bookstore, buy a book or two of score improvement books, and bless me with an average score in the midterm exam."

Xia Xingyao hesitated for a while, and reluctantly said: "Since you begged sincerely, then I will mercifully agree to you."

He remembered that he also had a few new concept physics tutorials that he didn't buy, so he might as well go to the bookstore to have a look.

Two hours later, the two stood in the largest Jiaosuan bookstore near the school, staring blankly at the fifth day of the college entrance examination on a wall.

Wu Zhe hesitated and asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to buy the fifth and third of the college entrance examination...? But..."

But I didn't take the college entrance examination...

Xia Xingyao said: "Try, try, only this thing can save you!"

Wu Zhe made a decisive decision and took out a purple copy of the Chinese five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation of the college entrance examination, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Xia Xingyao did not have too many questions in the college entrance examination class, so he thought about it: "Buy some special topics or something. Yes, Longmen special topics!"

Three minutes later, Wu Zhe held five pink Longmen Thematic Chinese books in his arms, corresponding to small questions, essay reading, text reading, poetry appreciation and composition respectively.

"Are you stable?" Wu Zhe asked.

"If you can study these things seriously, you should be... stable?"

Xia Xingyao was not sure if his experience could be applied to other people.

When he was in the freshman year of high school, he was not good at reading and writing Chinese texts, and points were always deducted, so he bought a Longmen special writing, and after summarizing a lot of routines, he only deducted five points for all the major reading questions in the midterm exam.

In addition to deducting five points for the essay, and then deducting three or four points according to the situation, his Chinese soared to an astonishing 135 that time, and then stabilized at above 125.

Their school grades are very strict, if it is put on the college entrance examination, the score will definitely be higher.

Wu Zhe said, "It's good when it's stable. Do you have anything to buy? Dad will pay for it."

Xia Xingyao went around to the physics book section, and found that there were no competition books to buy, so he gave up.

It was too quick for two people to go to the bookstore, and it was not even lunch time when they came out of the bookstore.

Xia Xingyao punched Wu Zhe on the shoulder: "Brother Zhe, do you still remember that I said that you ran three thousand for me and I treated you to a meal?...Will you go to Haidilao?"

go!

But Haidilao during the National Day holiday...

You know everything.

The two went to the nearest Haidilao store and queued up to get their numbers.Xia Xing looked from a distance, the small table was number 180, and number 60 had just been called...

He turned his head and looked at Wu Zhe: "Are you rowing?"

"Let's line up." Wu Zhe said, "It's okay anyway."

There were already many people waiting in the waiting area. The two went to the innermost part, found a place to sit down, and began to play checkers in the store.

After finishing a plate, Wu Zhe took out his mobile phone: "Would you like to eat chicken?"

Xia Xingyao asked, "Do you know how to eat chicken?"

"Joke! I'm a runaway chicken god."

Xia Xingyao took out his phone and logged into the game.

Wu Zhe's game account is his WeChat account number. When two people form a team, Xia Xingyao saw the appearance of Wu Zhe's game character displayed in the game lobby.

A beautiful girl with tall legs, long breasts, a black windbreaker and a hood, carrying an AK, very rustic.

It's just a shame about the name.

"It's soft"

Xia Xingyao turned his head and glanced at Wu Zhe without saying a word: "No, why did you choose such a name?... You are so coquettish."

Wu Zhe coughed and said, "Wait, we are four rows of passers-by, and you will know what my name is for."

"...No, you won't turn on the voice changer to tease the guy?"

Wu Zhe: "..."

He was embarrassed to really make a fuss in the public, and looked through his game backpack. It turned out that he still had a name change card, and decided to quickly change the "is soft and soft".

He pondered for a while: "What name to change?"

He glanced at Xia Xingyao's name.

It's normal, "Shu Ying Du Yao Xing".

Wu Zhe pondered for a while, then suddenly said to Xia Xingyao, "Why don't you change it to 'It's Tiantian', so that my name won't be obtrusive."

Xia Xingyao looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you sick?"

"..."

Wu Zhe changed "Peng Yuyan Jingzhou Fenyan" with difficulty, and entered the game with Xia Xingyao.

Duo, maybe because Wu Zhe played shooter AD in other games, his skills in this shooting game turned out to be very good, which surprised Xia Xingyao.

Xia Xingyao belonged to the kind who knew how to play but was average.After being forced to carry and eat two handfuls of chicken or chicken butts, I was sincerely convinced: "God Zhe, bullshit."

Wu Zhe blew on his bangs, and said modestly, "It's just a basic operation."

There are many bugs in this game.

The two of them played several rounds, and as expected, they ran into a bug—Wu Zhe drove Xia Xingyao to change places in the Bounce car. For some reason, the model card of that Bounce car disappeared.

Imagine two people driving a small car, one hugging the other's waist... Is the picture normal?

If Bengbeng disappears, and looking at that scene again, does it have such an inexplicable charm?

It's basically two people hugging, the lower half | the body is connected together...

Just, very yellow.

Xia Xingyao's eyes widened, and he instantly felt that the phone was very hot, but he had to pretend to be calm: "...What's going on?!"

The whole game didn't show Bengbanglai, and the screen was very yellow and violent. Wu Zhe couldn't help taking five screenshots to show his resentment.

"This is a hot chicken game." Wu Zhe sighed.

"It's better to play spicy chicken glory."

...At least the glory of the king will not get stuck with yellow bugs.

Chunjiexia didn't want to eat chicken any more, so she turned her phone upside down on the table and asked nonchalantly, "What date is it? When will we be here?"

Wu Zhe glanced at the number displayed on the screen: "There is still half an hour. Let's stop calling."

"Ah."

It's so embarrassing.

The only night of the holiday.

Xia Xingyao took a shower, sat at the table and slowly began to write homework for the National Day holiday test paper, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

He ran out to open the door, and found Wu Zhe standing outside the door holding a notebook with a serious expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Wu Zhe said: "I don't know if you still remember...we still haven't written a self-criticism." After a pause, he added, "Mr.

"?"

Xia Xingyao thought for a moment——

It was after the monthly exam was over and he ran out to play games and jumped over the wall and was caught by Li Daguang.

It was a sports meeting and a holiday, Xia Xingyao had long forgotten about it.

His eyes were round, and his expression became a bit serious: "Hiss."

"Stop hissing, the wound will be torn if you hiss again." Wu Zhe supported the door frame and asked, "What should I do?—I seem to remember that I wrote it for you last time."

Xia Xingyao tentatively asked: "Then this time... You are troubled, so write another copy for me?"

"Xia Xingyao!" Wu Zhe sneered, "I advise you not to be too Xia Xingyao."

Xia Xingyao let him in by opening the door, and said, "Come in and copy each other."

A minute later, Wu Zhe sat cross-legged next to the desk, staring blankly at the empty manuscript paper while holding a pen.Xia Xingyao took a look at how he couldn't write, and asked amusedly, "How did you write last time?"

He threw away the pen, and replied confidently: "Copied from the Internet."

"Good idea, then this time... copy another one?"

"It's not impossible."

This time, because of caring, I have to read the manuscript on the rostrum, and the number of words should not be too many. It took Xia Xingyao half an hour to finish a thousand words, every word was crying blood, and I felt so guilty that I would kneel on the spot in the next second. Confession.

Wu Zhe looked at it and praised it: "Mr. Xia, you will or you will."

Xia Xingyao stepped back tactically: "What do you mean, language talent?"

After writing the self-criticism, it stands to reason that Wu Zhe should go back to his room to continue studying.

But at this time Ji Yaya came back from the outside and saw the two boys studying together, so she ordered involuntarily, "Xiao Zhe, you can stay here and read with Yaoyao, and Auntie will make supper for you."

After Ji Yaya closed the bedroom door and went to the kitchen, Wu Zhe took a look at Xia Xingyao.

Xia Xingyao was startled, his scalp was numb.

Sure enough, Wu Zhe started a single cycle: "Yaoyao."

"Yaoyao, help me read this question... Tsk, what do you think the author is thinking?"

"Yaoyao, what does this word read?"

"Yaoyao, what is this idiom allusion?"

Xia Xingyao solemnly warned: "Wu Zhe, don't go too far."

"Reciprocity, you can also call me Zhe Zhe, I don't care."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

After the National Day holiday, the competition group resumed their daily training.There are seven days off for National Day and six days of make-up classes, which makes people feel happy and fulfilled.

Flag-raising ceremony on Monday after returning from vacation.

The low-key boy Wu Zhe suddenly couldn't keep a low profile.

The first is the good news.

On the rostrum, Li Daguang, the dean of teaching, announced joyfully: "Our school has achieved good results in the National High School Mathematics League some time ago, and a total of 52 people have won awards. Among them, all members of the senior three mathematics competition group won the first prize in the province. Ding Yu, Zhuang Xiaoyan, Sun Jiaming and other 10 people entered the provincial team; Wu Zhe from the second-year mathematics group entered the provincial team again with the No.1 result in the province, and Zhou Jingyu ranked ninth. A total of 12 people from our school were selected for the provincial team, accounting for nearly half of the province's quota. No. [-] in the province."

Discussions began below.

Several boys in the back row of the first class congratulated Wu Zhe, feeling that his spirit was still too stable.

Zheshen is a god, the god of eternal competition.

Wu Zhe became famous when he showed his face in the previous sports meeting. As soon as the good news came out, students from other classes worshiped him one after another.

Afterwards, Wu Zhe was called to raise the flag.

He held up the microphone, smiled down, his eyelids drooped, and his thin lips curled up, shallow and faint.

As soon as the self-explanatory pretentious aura came out, the air-conditioning underneath exclaimed excitedly, "Wow!"

The girl from Class 22 who is closest to the rostrum: "Wow!"

Man: "...Damn, no one studies as well as anyone else, and looks like no one else's handsome."

"I lost."

Wu Zhe opened his mouth, and there were three syllables, all in a correct accent: "Review."

"???"