remarry [rebirth]

Su Qin's thoughts went through a whole afternoon of struggle. During this period, he didn't have the courage to raise his head. He looked listless, which was very different from the liveliness in the morning.

However, the homeroom teacher was his own father, and he personally issued a [-]-word self-criticism, so his slight abnormality became normal.

The fat man in front of him is named Sun Dali, and he deserves his name. According to him, he was as thin as a kitten when he was born. His parents feared that he would not survive, so they gave him such a A name, I hope I can feed a little better, and I will be healthy and fat in the future.

Su Qin silently glanced at his height and figure, silently looked away, and inadvertently saw Yan Fei at the same table.

It was only one noon, less than four or ten minutes. Yan Fei was originally below his ears, and the hair that could hang down to his shoulders had become a very refined short hair, and it was also shaped in a very peculiar way. The rolls looked like self-made rolls, and they were allowed to keep them even in this strictly managed campus.

It seems that boys' hairstyles are a little looser than girls' hairstyles.

Girls' long hair can only be tied up, and the school places great emphasis on physical education. Many sports have a large range of activities, so long hair is very inconvenient. Therefore, most girls in the school cut their hair evenly. The length that can be tied up again.

On the contrary, apart from the size of the boys, there are also some boys who stay a little longer, which can be regarded as a borderline ball. Now the head on Yan Fei's head is obviously made in a hurry, and it seems that there are still some messy hairstyles. The blue shirt looks really nice.

Su Qin couldn't help but glanced at him again, thinking of his "first love" that was suddenly strangled to death before his germination and the [-]-word test he was about to face, he suddenly felt that he had no love in life.

In the math class in the afternoon, he listened to his father simulate a lecture at home, and studied some obscure content before passing it, so Su Qin has already understood the content of these classes. If you know everything well, you can even participate in the Mathematical Olympiad.

This afternoon, he kept wandering away. He used to think that a class took so long, but now he felt that... it passed so damn fast.

Su Qin faced the big sun that still didn't go down after school, and soon he was covered in sweat.He crossed a playground and walked to his dad's office, watching his dad sort out some unexpected points in the classroom in a somewhat narrow office, his mouth curled up, and his heart was sad - he felt that his dad would definitely It's because it's too lonely to work alone, and I need someone as good-looking as him to make adjustments.

So after Su Qin finally lay down on the stool outside the office and finished writing the [-]-word check, which was very burdensome for his arms, a black shadow surrounded his head.

He didn't think about it, didn't raise his head, and quickly patted the more than a dozen chapters of grid paper on the stool, and said aggrievedly, "I finished writing, Dad, do you have any marinated chicken legs made by Mom when I go home tonight. "

The person standing took it without saying a word. Su Qin felt even more sad when he heard no voice. He quickly picked up the schoolbag on his back with his hands and feet, but when he turned around, he saw a pair of...sneakers?

Su Qin was taken aback, his first thought was: Has his father changed his shoes?

But the sneakers in front of him are very clean, and the number is different from his father's number, and based on his experience alone... According to his understanding of his parents, even if it is another 100-year golden wedding, they will be I would not be willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy a pair of shoes that would be thrown away after two or three years of wearing.

So he raised his head very quickly, his eyes were really stunned when he saw Yan Fei's beautiful face, he opened his mouth wide, and said as if he had seen a ghost, "Why are you here?!"

"I live on campus." Yan Feiqing's cold voice sounded, and he seemed to look inside the door, then he raised a smile that could never be called kind, and shook the stack of grid paper, just when Su Qin thought he would He was angry because of what happened at noon, and when he threw the inspection he had just written downstairs, he found that Yan Fei just shook it, and threw the paper back on the stool, "I will call Dad after seeing clearly, Su Qin .”

Su Qin hadn't had time to figure out what Yan Fei's words meant, but he was completely confused by his own name that he said lightly in his mind. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he used his little finger to dig his ears, He leaned over and said, "You, what did you just say?"

Yan Fei didn't continue talking this time, just smiled and turned around to leave.

Su Qin chased after two steps in a daze, then stopped again, stood beside the stool, picked up the inspection written by himself on the stool, wherever he looked, even he himself had many places that he could no longer see clearly—— —The whole article is dog crawling.

Su Qin suddenly felt very ashamed, and stuffed the check back into the bag in extreme shame and indignation. When he saw a shadow falling in front of him, he raised his head and looked at the person before he lost his energy and said, "Dad, let's go."

"Isn't the inspection finished?" Su Ziming, with a pair of eyes, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, looked around, and found that the time was indeed quite late, so he whispered, "How much have you written?"

Su Qin raised his head and looked at his father inexplicably.

Su Ziming was stunned for a moment, "Is there a thousand? It can't be less."

"You think this is a vegetable market..." Su Qin said depressedly, shaking his still sore elbow joint, "The writing is finished, it's just a little scribbled."

"It's okay." Su Ziming followed him in two or three steps, holding in his arms the big settable that he had hardly left, and the thick stack of textbooks for the teacher, and followed behind Su Qin slowly. Said, "Go home and ask your mother to make chicken legs for you. You can make up for whatever you eat."

Su Qin paused, looked at his "chicken" which was not considered muscular at all, swallowed back the three words "no appetite" that he was about to say, secretly swallowed his saliva, and climbed up to the pair that is not very common in city B. The kind of bicycle he saw, holding his father's teaching materials in his arms, wobbled home along the street lights.

"Dad, you don't have to work so late in the future. Look, it's past nine o'clock. Mom must be waiting at the door." Su Qin looked at his hand when his father spent more than half a month's salary to buy it for him on his birthday. He has carried the electronic watch with him for more than two years, and he dare not take it off except when taking a shower.

"Hey, a third-year high school student, I just came here after being transferred, so I have to use snacks anyway." Su Ziming rode on his bicycle and smiled cheerfully, "When Dad's salary is stable, I will change to an electric car!"

"... Promising." Su Qin rolled his eyes, and then shook his legs with a smile, "You should be proficient in riding a bicycle first, ah."

The two laughing voices of the father and son completely left the campus after greeting the security uncle at the school gate. It was at this time that Yan Fei, who had been standing in the grove near the parking lot, came out, slowly He spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth, his eyes looked a little dim at night, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

"Stop! Who's there--which dormitory--!" The security guard swept over with a flashlight in his hand, and immediately regained his energy when he saw the familiar school uniform with reflective strips, and ran over in two or three steps. To 'catch rape'.

Yan Fei patted the grass clippings on his body. He had been standing there for a long time, and his body was covered with mosquitoes. He was in no mood to feel itchy at the moment, "It's me."

"Oh, Xiao Yan." The security guard smiled, shook the flashlight in his hand, and greeted him, "It's getting late, hurry back, there will be classes tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Cheng, inquire about something." Yan Fei lowered his eyes and handed a cigarette to the security guard. The security guard took it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and smiled and put it in his breast pocket like a baby. Inside, "you say."

"The one who just went out is our homeroom teacher." Yan Fei raised his head and pointed his chin in the direction of the school gate. The security room there was still lit, and two other security guards could be seen dozing off inside. The door was covered by night. The wind swayed, and there should be a chair behind it, but it didn't blow too much.

"Oh, I know, I know." The security guard surnamed Cheng nodded quickly, "The new math teacher has won many teacher qualification awards in C city, and the old teacher for more than ten years, he became a teacher right away. No, it's only been a month, and the average score of your class is ranked among the top three in the grade."

There are a total of 27 classes in a third year of high school, seven top classes and fifteen middle classes.

The class they are in can be regarded as the middle and upper reaches, and the worst subjects are mostly the same, English and mathematics.

Su Ziming's lectures are humorous, and he puts a lot of effort into class, so he speaks much more fluently than other teachers, and he will answer students' questions carefully. They are all in the third year of high school, and everyone is full of energy. This time, the overall All the grades went up.

"Ah." Yan Fei responded casually, "I see someone sitting behind him, who is it?"

"Hi, Mr. Su's son. He's seventeen this year. He just transferred from City C. I heard that he got good grades before and was the first in grade." The security guard slapped his thigh, obviously knowing these things very well. many.Speaking of these, he lit up the cigarette just now, took a puff very cautiously, held the smoke in his mouth for a while, and then slowly exhaled, and explained everything he knew in two or three strokes out.

Yan Fei's smile was finally satisfied, he nodded, put his hands in his pockets, "Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

"Hey, this, Young Master Yan, our guy is still there..." Hearing that the conversation was about to end, the security guard immediately took out the cigarette he had just smoked a few times, and spat it out a few times tremblingly.

"I remember." Yan Fei smiled, "I'll just tell the personnel."

"Oh, thank you very much." The security guard patted his thigh and smiled to reveal his black and yellow teeth. Yan Fei's gaze fell back to the school gate that had long been deserted, squinted his eyes, and walked slowly into the dormitory direction of the road.