Dr. Xu teaches you how to plant poplar

The story of the prince and the dwarf is bound to come to an end, but in fact there is an extra story that Xu Jiayi didn’t tell, and he feels more and more confused. He can be sure that he and Wei Yang have absolutely no intersection before, but Wei Yang The appearance shown is like a kind of inseparable appearance, including now.

The road from the teaching building to the school gate was bustling with students who were going to eat. Fang Yuman, who had forgotten her friends after seeing sex, found her handsome guy, abandoned Xu Jiayi early, and went happily with the handsome guy alone.Xu Jiayi thought it didn't matter, and walked down the teaching building alone with her bag on her back.

The stairwell in midsummer is stuffy and crowded, full of the smell of sweat and all kinds of strange smells, the girls are silently holding their noses and walking down with the flow of people.

Xu Jiayi couldn't move inside, especially because there was a girl in front of him, and a group of people behind him kept pushing forward for some reason. Seeing that he was about to bump into the girl in front, he could only hold on to the edge of the stairs The person on the left suddenly stretched out his hand to help him, and he heard a faint voice: "Be careful."

Subconsciously looked up, did not expect to meet acquaintances, but Wei Yang still had that faint expression on his face. After supporting Xu Jiayi, he retracted his hand and put it in his trouser pocket. Xu Jiayi hesitated, but still said thank you, Wei Yang nodded He turned his head forward again, and the tall, long-legged man quickly passed Xu Jiayi and squeezed out of the teaching building.

The conspicuous dark gray schoolbag went with the crowd, and Xu Jiayi subconsciously quickened her pace, looking at that tall figure all the time, as if watching him standing under the flag-raising platform every Monday morning, the sun falling from behind Wei Yang, Xu Jiayi looked up at him but couldn't see his expression clearly, but could clearly feel his presence.

Like a perfect idiot, Xu Jiayi kept walking quickly to follow the figure in front of her, but she never got close to him, and she didn't know where she followed him, but kept dodging the oncoming classmates.

Wei Yang walked forward with earphones in his ears, and soon came to the downstairs of the dormitory. The dormitory in the school was newly built in the past two years. The environment is good and the number is small. In fact, it is very difficult to apply for it. Recently, Jiang Yan often came to pick him up, so naturally he didn't need him to stay.

But Fang Yuman thought about going to live in that luxurious dormitory, wrote an application form and handed it in, but never received a reply from the school. In Miss Fang's words, when you send a confession text message with a boy, the other party If you haven't replied for a long time, it must be because the other party's phone is out of battery and you didn't see it. 90.00% of the time is because the other party rejected you.

But there is no place in this school that is not open to Wei Yang, and Xu Jiayi is not at all surprised to be able to live in the dormitory, just like the first one in the list of competitions on the bulletin board will always have Wei Yang's photo posted.

Xu Jiayi suddenly stopped, watching Wei Yang walk into the dormitory building with white walls, and then go up the stairs, his figure disappeared very quickly.Xu Jiayi raised her head and stared blankly at the dormitory building with a height of more than ten floors.

The snow-white school uniform floating on the balcony was particularly beautiful against the blue sky. He didn't think about anything. He didn't know what he was doing at the moment, and he didn't care what he was doing.

Driven by simple feelings, this state may be called piety.

The summer vacation of the second year of junior high school is coming soon, and the ensuing final exams took up most of Xu Jiayi's time. Even Fang Yuman, Han Zhen, and the others dared not sneak out to play while the self-study teacher was away, and kept working diligently. To fill in the gaps and make up for the omissions, at least he got a mediocre test result and passed his father's review.

And there is no intersection between him and Wei Yang anymore. One of them is in the classroom on the fourth floor and the other is in the classroom on the third floor. Floor ceilings are two worlds.I pass by each other in the teaching building every day, or see the other party's figure disappearing far away.

Every Monday, I stand below with my head up and listen to Wei Yang read the various drafts written by the school to give students a hard time. After reading the last summer safety item, Xu Jiayi waved his hands and ushered in During his happy vacation, the whole family of the Xu family visited all kinds of mountains and rivers during the summer vacation, and the last stop was to climb mountains.

Xu Jiayi, the sleeping god, is very powerful. After many days of travel and lack of sleep, he finally stepped on the air and fell down the steps. He succeeded in breaking his ankle. After admiring the beautiful rivers and mountains, he was finally reversed by Dahao Appreciate it, the perfect posture of rolling down the steps.

On the first day of school, Han Zhen helped Xu Jiayi, and Fang Yuman helped him carry the water bottle into the school.

"What kind of talent are you, Xu Jiayi?" Fang Yuman couldn't help shaking his head.

"Mistake, small mistake." Xu Jiayi smiled dryly, and slowly sat down in his seat.

Fang Yuman sighed quietly: "When will Aunt Jiang come to pick you up today, I'll help you downstairs..."

Xu Jiayi lowered her head and opened her schoolbag, sorting out the homework she had written on the bed in the last few days of summer vacation and was about to hand it in: "My mom won't pick me up today. She's been busy recently and helped me apply for a dormitory at school. I won't be here at night. back home."

"...passed?"

"She took my medical record to apply." Xu Jiayi felt a little distressed.

Fang Yuman suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Han Zhen."

Han Zhen shuddered all over his body: "What?"

"Here, right here." Fang Yuman pointed to his right calf: "Pick up your stool and give me a little, it hurts a lot today, tomorrow I will do a show in the dormitory."

Han Zhen: "..."

Xu Jiayi looked at this strange woman silently: "Don't you still have a handsome guy to eat with you, let Han Zhen go."

"What handsome guy?" Fang Yuman turned his head and looked at him sharply: "The handsome guy has already blown up, and the eldest brother is now a single nobleman."

Han Zhen turned his head and asked Xu Jiayi: "Who did you blow it up? Is it Jun Zhu, the two of them who sent messages to each other every day before?"

"No." Xu Jiayi lowered his voice and made a gesture: "It's the Jiang Zhixin who spilled a lot of sauce on her school uniform."

Han Zhen took a deep breath: "Isn't that a famous scumbag, big brother can stand him?"

"Brother, who can't be subdued." Xu Jiayi made a great gesture: "Later, Jiang Zhixin was tamed so submissively by the elder brother. No one dared to look for him, and no school girl dared to flirt with him."

"Then why did it blow again?"

"I don't know, maybe the eldest brother doesn't like it?"

Fang Yuman slammed the table, and watched the two people muttering in front of her in shock, "Do you think I am air?"

The two of them shook, and Xu Jiayi immediately changed the subject: "I couldn't write a few big questions in my physics summer homework. Han Zhen, can you borrow me to copy it?"

"Jia Yi..." Han Zhen muttered, "The physics teacher didn't assign physics summer homework."

Xu Jiayi raised the exercise book in his hand and asked in shock: "Then what is this I wrote?"

Fang Yuman snatched it away: "This is the usual homework of last semester, and you didn't write the usual homework Xu Jiayi!"

Xu Jiayi: "..."

The first day of school is a routine for the teachers of various subjects to give speeches at the beginning of the school. The earnest teachers will say:

"Hey, it's been a long time since the students got up so early. How many students are late today? Could it be that they can't get up after sleeping until ten o'clock every day during the summer vacation?"

"Take it easy, students, you are now third-year junior high school students, you should think about which high school you want to study in the future, whether to go to the best No. [-] middle school, or you can only go to schools like No. This year is all you need to live your life."

The chemistry teacher, who had a vicious tongue and didn't play cards according to common sense, smiled slightly on the podium: "The teacher wants to tell the students a love story about the teacher when he was in college."

Everyone couldn't help looking forward to it. After all, not every teacher would tell their love story in class. The beginning was so attractive that even Xu Jiayi, the god of sleep, listened.

"At the beginning, the teacher was with the girls in the same experimental group when he was in junior year. During the experiment, we studied together how to make wire materials better withstand pressure and heat, and how to prolong their service life. We chatted together in our spare time. We imagined the future together and spent a very happy time. After that, we met to study for a Ph.D., but the teacher failed the exam, so we had to separate from her in the end...... You must also feel the bitterness of separation ......"

"Forget it, you must have never been in love, and you must not understand."

The whole class: "......."

The teacher suddenly smiled: "I've never been in love, listen to some stories, study hard, otherwise how can I fall in love, how can I study with my girlfriend, don't talk about it, go to class!"

The whole class: "..."

Xu Jiayi hadn't adjusted to sleep late and wake up late during the summer vacation, so Xu Jiayi listened to it bit by bit all morning while half asleep and half awake.

Although the school had agreed last semester that they would not talk about the exam papers after the final exam, and two months later, how could any student remember what the exam papers were about last semester, but the chemistry teacher was still very distressed by the grades of the class and decided to lead the students to Let us take a good look at the mistakes we have made.

Therefore, even though the chemistry teacher talked about the test paper with emotion, Xu Jiayi still lay on the test paper and stared out the window with half-opened eyes in a daze.One class passed in a daze, and the ear-piercing bell rang, get out of class was over, Xu Jiayi thought.

The sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling, Xu Jiayi couldn't help but blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, the light in front of her eyes was suddenly blocked, and a corner of the snow-white school uniform figure was outside the window.

Xu Jiayi and Han Zhen are at the same table. They are both sitting by the window of the classroom. There is a large corridor connecting the seniors outside. There are always people walking around when the class is over. The school uniforms of the boys are very thin. You can vaguely see the smooth and strong waistline inside.

Xu Jiayi's mind was still fuzzy, the person standing outside the window glanced at him, passed him and handed a stack of things to Han Zhen, with a deep and familiar voice.

As if afraid of disturbing Xu Jiayi's sleep, the man lowered his voice, and without the cheap loudspeaker, the processing became more realistic and delicate: "Student, this is the paper for your class. Teacher Huang asked you to assign it as homework." Han Zhen next to him hurriedly took over.

The voice was so familiar, Xu Jiayi straightened up subconsciously, the messy hair on her head was still sticking to her cheeks.

Wei Yang looked at Xu Jiayi who suddenly got up inside in surprise, and quickly regained his composure: "Xu Jiayi, did you hurt your foot?"

etc?Wei Yang actually called his name?Xu Jiayi felt that she hadn't woken up yet, so she blurted out without thinking, "Hey, do you know my name?"

Wei Yang: "..."

Han Zhen covered his face, how can people continue this kind of conversation?

"No, I don't know." Wei Yang suddenly said with a naughty smile.

The Bingshan Goddess suddenly lost his avatar, and Xu Jiayi finally woke up. Together with Han Zhen, he stared at Wei Yang with wide eyes, as if staring at an alien. A row of barrage flashed in his mind: Was he joking just now?

"Ah......No, I mean." Xu Jiayi nervously defended: "What did you ask me just now?"

In front of Wei Yang, Han Zhen whispered in Xu Jiayi's ear and reminded, "He asked if your foot was hurt?"

"Yes, yes." Xu Jiayi's brain was divided into two halves, one half was made of flour and the other half was made of water. When Xu Jiayi started to think, they were mixed together and turned into a paste. He quickly replied: "My feet It, it's less obedient...."

Han Zhen stared at Xu Jiayi with wide eyes and started talking nonsense again.

Wei Yang put his hands in his pockets - he often has this posture, just watching Xu Jiayi run the train with his mouth full, to see what other tricks he can do.

Sure enough, Xu Jiayi lived up to expectations, clenched his right fist and slapped it into the palm of his left: "My feet, they have their own ideas."

Wow, Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, it really is a pair of feet with independent consciousness and free thinking: "Then the left foot tripped over the right foot?"

Xu Jiayi nodded: "Almost, but they may have lost their minds this time, and they started to follow my orders again."

Han Zhen spit out a mouthful of water: "..."

Wei Yang nodded, with a convinced look: "Yes."

Han Zhen looked at him in shock: You actually believed it? !

The world is flying!Han Zhen leaned into the desk and began to send text messages to Fang Yuman, who was dealing with major life issues in the toilet, and broadcast the battle situation here in real time.

Wei Yang raised his hand and glanced at his sports watch: "Class is about to start, and I have to go to the teacher to get the test paper, so I'm leaving first, see you later."

Xu Jiayi, who didn't know what to say, nodded: "Okay, see you later."

After the figure at the window disappeared, Han Zhen asked Xu Jiayi tremblingly: "You, when did you know Wei Yang?" Everyone mingled together every day, and walked to the door together after school. Months later, the two of them seemed to have become very familiar. Countless unimaginable guesses flashed through Han Zhen's mind, and he even thought of the possibility that the two of them would secretly meet each other during the summer vacation.

Everyone was a scumbag, but you secretly made up lessons with the top student!

Nine high school scumbags go together, whoever is the top student is the dog.If you want to learn to dominate, you will be a dog, who wants to be your friend!

Xu Jiayi pondered, turned to look at Han Zhen, the dumb hair on the top of his head was still shaking: "I don't know, guess how he knew me?"

Han Zhen shook his head blankly.

"I don't know how he knew me."

"Then why do you look so familiar?"

"Because he looks familiar to me."

Han Zhen murmured: "Then...why do you pretend to be familiar with him?"

"Isn't this..." Xu Jiayi scratched her neck embarrassingly: "Is it a match between the Oscar winners? I saw that he acted very realistically, so I couldn't help but also acted." Twice."

Have you acted twice? You almost acted in a series!Han Zhen shouted frantically in his heart.

"That's right." Xu Jiayi realized later: "Why did he tell me to see you later?"

Han Zhenmu put on a face, and made a hand gesture with a knife: "Maybe I will compete with you later in the acting competition, and I will fight with you earlier, and invite you to a showdown at the entrance of the cafeteria." Han Zhenmu Suddenly began to squint her small eyes: "In the night, the cold wind is blowing, you take out the scripts from each other and shout, come on, let's compare, who is the number one actor in our No. [-] Middle School!"

Xu Jiayi tentatively continued: "At night, at night, we light up the lights and study hard on the script..."

Han Zhen: "In the camera, you explore the plot hard, seeking the emotion closest to the character."

Xu Jiayi: "..."

You're the showman, bro.

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Driven by simple feelings, this state may be called piety. ——Wang Xiaobo "The Silent Majority"