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Less than two weeks after the New Year's Day, No. [-] Middle School ushered in the final exam. Before the exam, Yang Ze and Wu Li stayed up late for so many days and finally went to the exam room full of confidence.

The admission of key classes in No. [-] Middle School is not based on one academic performance, but on the basis of the two final grades of the previous year.That is to say, if you are assigned to the key class of the second year of senior high school, you will see the results of the two final exams during the first year of senior high school, and the results of the two final exams during the second year of senior high school in the third year of senior high school.

Survival of the fittest, choose the best.

Two days later, when the exam was over, Yang Ze ran out of the exam room in high spirits and went to look for Wu Li.

Wu Li was standing at the door of the classroom talking to two girls. The two girls looked excited and laughed non-stop.

Yang Ze's steps suddenly stopped jumping, and the corner of his mouth pulled, feeling unhappy in his heart.

Hooking three and four, facing Qin Muchu, with a human face and a beast's heart, discharges everywhere, restless and guards himself!Yang Ze listed Wu Li's crimes one by one in his heart, his teeth itching with hatred.

Think you are a central air conditioner? !

You consume so much electricity, does anyone pay you wages? !

Wu Li had seen him a long time ago, said a few words to the two girls, said goodbye and walked over.

"What's the matter?" His face was almost like a donkey's face, and it was hard for Wu Li not to notice.

"It's nothing." Yang Ze raised his chin angrily, "It's just that the senior is angry and doesn't want to hurt you anymore!"

"..." Wu Li paused, a little amused in his heart, "Why are you so nervous?"

The two went downstairs together. Yang Ze looked left and right to see if there was anyone around, pulled him over and put his arms around his shoulders, and began to scold him: "Who is crazy? Tell me about you. You don't have to pay for electricity!"

Wu Li: "..."

Yang Ze continued: "You've got the girl's scourge of love, what are you going to pay for? Money? You don't have money, take you? Well, you definitely won't do it! Girls buy stationery every day to write love letters and chocolates for you. It all costs money! You don’t like chocolate. Although I think it’s good to eat, throwing love letters is also a very troublesome thing. You should restrain yourself in the future, remember to take it away... "

Wu Li paused, took him by the arm and threw it down, raised his eyebrows: "...You threw my love letter and ate my chocolate?"

Yang Ze failed to scold others, saying that the bald mouth sold himself, his eyes wandered around, and he yelled harshly: "Who, who ate your chocolate, and returned the love letter? Do you think you are a heartthrob? How can anyone Write you a love letter, you are so beautiful!"

"Oh, that's right." Wu Li smiled meaningfully.

"Yes! What do you think?" Yang Ze straightened his nose and stared fiercely.

Wu Li stared at him, the more he looked at him, the more he felt stupid, so stupid, his whole body was full of stupidity, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.

Yang Ze is a persistent person, and he will not give up until his goal is achieved. He strode up to catch up with him, and said anxiously: "Do you remember what I just told you? Don't let it go..."

"What right do you have to speak of me?"

Yang Ze was taken aback.

"What qualifications do you have to say about me?" Wu Li stopped and turned to look at him. The indifference in his eyes had disappeared at some point, and his deep eyes were full of aggressive spirit. He walked forward After taking a step, Yang Ze looked at him with cold eyes, and retreated unconsciously, Wu Li stepped forward again, and Yang Ze retreated again.

Between this advance and retreat, the atmosphere on the field is completely different.

"I discharge? Why did the girl in self-study ask you for a chat? Does the word 'like you' sound comfortable? You can't forget what happened just a few days ago, right?" Wu Li pointed at his fingertips. Gently tapped on Yang Ze's forehead, and sneered coldly, "The girls at the same table and the girls in the front seat are all surrounded by girls, do you have the nerve to call me? I'll return the original words to you. Be more restrained in the future, remember to close your peach eyes." Once you collect it, don’t discharge it around all day long, the electricity bill is very expensive.”

Wu Li's finger brushed against his forehead fiercely, Yang Ze squinted his eyes in pain, and the two faced each other quietly through the breeze.

After a long time, Yang Ze's gaze moved, lingered on his eyes for a moment, then slid down, crossed the straight bridge of the nose, and landed on the very eloquent lips that had just teased him. People breathed each other, and the breath was hot and fast, Wu Li seemed to be melted by his heat, the sharpness in his eyes faded away, and turned into extreme black, sticky and confusing.

Yang Ze leaned his head forward, almost hitting Wu Li's nose, his throat rolled up and down, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again: "You know I rejected her, I..."

"Choose B for that question, you idiot, you are wrong!"

"I think choice C."

There was a noisy conversation in the distance, the two came back to their senses suddenly, and let go of each other at the same time, Wu Li took two steps back, without looking at Yang Ze, reached out to help the shoulder strap of the backpack, lowered his head and strode towards Walking forward, the pace is a little flustered.

Yang Ze turned his head and glanced at the few people who came over. The other party was so focused on the conversation that he obviously didn't notice them.

Wu Li had already come out with his bicycle. Seeing that he didn't wait for his intention, Yang Ze rushed into the car shed, stepped on the bicycle and chased after him.

The two left the city without a word. When they reached the wheat field, there was no one around. Thinking about what happened just now, Yang Ze pretended to be careless and raised his voice: "I saw two very interesting crossword puzzles today. I said, Guess it?"

Wu Li silently stared at the road ahead and did not speak.

Yang Ze observed his expression twice, cleared his throat, and said, "First one, three o'clock on the sparse star, one hook on the crescent moon, type one word."

Wu Li's pedaling speed was obviously slower, and his face was thoughtful.

Yang Ze snickered, and continued: "The second one is the yellow bag, wrapped with black beans, taste it, sweet water flow. Type a word."

Wu Li glanced over.

Yang Ze tried his best to hold back his laughter, with a serious face: "Guess, what am I doing?"

Wu Li turned his head to look at the road ahead, and coughed lightly: "I guessed it."

Yang Ze complimented him very carelessly: "You are really smart, so tell me, what two words are you talking about?"

Wu Li didn't say anything, but gave him a white look with red ears, and quickly ran away on his bicycle. His figure turned around the crossing and disappeared.

"That's it, are you shy?" Yang Ze lowered his head and murmured to himself, and chased after him with a chuckle.

The test results came out a few days later, Wu Li was No.2 in his class, 137 in grade, and Yang Ze was fifth in Class 151, [-] in grade.

There are generally four key classes in the third year of senior high school, with about 50 students in each class. There is still hope that the two students will be assigned to the key class.

Wu Tianxiong and Yang Juan were obviously quite satisfied with their results, taught them to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and after continuing to work hard, let them rest for a few days, whether it was surfing the Internet or hanging out.The principle is that you don't mess around.

Yang Ze happily jumped three feet high, went to the Internet cafe for a day, and returned home in a hurry at night, and found that Wu Li was buried in the room and read a book seriously, and then he was listless.

"Isn't it? You've worked too hard, at least relax." Yang Ze flipped through a pile of information books in front of Wu Li.

Wu Li glanced at him: "Crazy back?"

"Well."

"It hasn't been long." Wu Li gave up his seat and told him to sit down, counting the questions in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Study must be planned, and the task must be completed even if you relax."

Seeing his strict self-discipline, Yang Ze suddenly felt that his future was in jeopardy: "I don't know how to make plans, so you can make one for me."

"do it yourself."

Yang Ze was not happy anymore, and shook him vigorously: "Do it, make one, you don't want me to fall far behind, do you?"

Wu Li was dizzy from being shaken by him, helplessly: "Our situation is different, my plan may not apply to you."

"I don't care." Yang Ze was very unreasonable, "It's better than nothing, if it doesn't fit, I can adjust it accordingly."

Wu Li thought for a while: "... Let's do it."

Yang Ze tugged at him and shook him happily again: "Dabaili, you are so kind."

Thinking of the answer to that day's riddle, Wu Li's eyes glowed red, and he slapped his silly dog's head: "...you're the one who understands Baili, get out."

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaonian, sacrifice to the Kitchen King.

The Wu family was cleaning the house today. Early in the morning, Yang Juan pulled Yang Ze out of the bed and handed him an apron to put on.

Yang Ze rubbed his eyes and looked at the phone: "Mom, it's only eight o'clock, what are you doing?"

"It's already eight o'clock! Lili and your uncle both went to the ditch to pull a cart of firewood and came back. You are the laziest family of four!" Yang Juan threw the clothes on the quilt for him, and said angrily, "Mommy Sneak up, move all the objects that can be moved out of the house to the middle courtyard, and the house will be cleaned later."

Yang Juan said and looked at the four corners of the room: "After all, there is no stove, and there is no soot in the house. The room of you and Lili is easy to clean. After getting dressed, roll up the bedding and cover it with newspapers. Do you hear me?"

"Got it." Yang Ze pulled the clothes over his body.

His family eats irregularly. He eats three meals a day when he is free, two meals a day when he is busy, and basically two meals during holidays. The first meal is at nine or ten in the morning, the second at three or four in the afternoon, and he does not eat at night.

After Wu Li unloaded the firewood, he jumped out of the car and went into the house to wash his hands. Yang Ze sat at the dining table with porridge in his hand and watched him wash while drinking. Knead to form a dense foam, which slides over fingertips and drips into the basin with a slight ticking sound.

After rubbing the hands together for a while, with a splash of water, the foam was wiped off, and the dusty fingers returned to their original whiteness and cleanness...

"You can smile so wretchedly after drinking porridge."

Yang Ze's eyes moved up slowly along those hands, over the black cotton coat, and fixed his eyes on his handsome face with a cold sneer.

Yang Ze raised his head and drank the porridge, put down the bowl, and said with a smile: "Isn't this beautiful and delicious, watch the meal."

Wu Li wiped his hands with a towel, and stared at him with dark eyes: "Are you sure? I just held a fork for digging cow dung with my hand, and I don't know if it splashed, so you just watched it and ate it?"

"..." Yang Ze had a picture in his mind instantly, his face turned blue and white for a while, he tried his best to suppress the desire to vomit, and gritted his teeth, "You just went to the east to pull pear branches, where is there?" Cow dung?!"

Wu Li calmly hung up the towel: "Isn't there? Oh, that's because I remembered wrongly."

Ze Yang: "..."

This bastard!

After eating and starting to work, Yang Ze wore a fucking floral apron and moved the odds and ends of the house to the yard. The small things were put into the drawers, and then the table was covered with newspapers to prevent dust from falling into the drawers.

Wu Li unplugged the TV and walked out with a 21-inch big TV. Yang Ze saw it and threw down the rag in his hand to help carry it.

"It's not too heavy, I can do it by myself." Having said that, Wu Li changed his posture and carried it with him alone.

The two of them worked together to put the TV on the balcony of the middle courtyard, and Yang Ze patted the dust on his hands: "That's not okay, if I crush you into a Wu Dalang, who can I cry to?"

Wu Li raised his leg with one kick.

After moving things, it's time to go up the ladder to clean. Yang Ze propped up the double-sided ladder borrowed from the neighbor's house, and went up one step at a time. He was dressed funny, wearing a red apron, and wearing the ragged cotton jacket that Wu Tianxiong no longer wanted. With a dry towel covering his head and a cotton mask on his face, he was completely nondescript and completely funny.

Wu Li handed him the tied broom. The broom was too short to reach the roof, so he tied a wooden stick underneath. This way, he could sweep high and far without moving the ladder back and forth.

Yang Ze stretched out his arms and swept the wall with his broom, trying to clean up the dust and cobwebs accumulated in the corners.

Seeing that he didn't need any help, Wu Li picked up a rag, filled a basin of warm water, and went to the yard to wipe off the odds and ends.

The two cleaned up in the front yard, while Yang Juan and Wu Tianxiong cleaned up in the kitchen and backyard.

The four of them started in unison, entered the yard twice, and six or seven houses were quickly cleaned up.

Yang Ze pinched his nose to sweep up the unwanted garbage, coughing from time to time choked by the dust.

Wu Li was choked up as soon as he entered the room, fanning the air in front of him with his hand, speechless: "Can't you sprinkle some water and then sweep it later? It's so choking."

Yang Ze: "One sweep and it's over."

After sweeping the garbage, the two of them almost became natives. They patted the dust off their clothes casually, and took the rubbed bits and pieces into the room one by one.

Yang Ze walked towards the room with a small iron pot, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Mom, what's for dinner today?"

Yang Juan came out of the kitchen fully armed: "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Ze put the pot on the stove, turned to look at Wu Li, and said with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

He smiled so softly that Wu Li felt warm and sweet in his heart. He pursed his lips and thought for a while: "Let's make spinach rolls."

Yang Ze nodded, turned his head and yelled at his mother: "Leek rolls."

Wu Li: "...I'm talking about spinach."

Yang Ze looked puzzled: "I know, I'll just ask you, thanks to you for providing me with inspiration, otherwise I really wouldn't have thought of eating this."

"..."

Wu Li was so angry that he grabbed his arm and beat him hard.