The cannon fodder's vest fell off again

This class is Wang Ping's class, the class bell just rang, and Wang Ping hadn't come yet, so the classroom was noisy.

Xu Ye looked through his desk, and it was full of books. The books were brand new, the pages hadn't even been folded, and there were a few unfinished papers and a notebook.

There were probably half a copy of Gou Pa in the notebook. Xu Ye read it for a long time, and finally closed the notebook and stuffed it back.

Xie Zhuo was doing his English homework, and smiled suddenly, "What are you hiding, it's not like I haven't read it."

"I didn't hide it." Xu Ye said.

He just thought the words on it were ugly, so ugly that he looked at it for a long time before recognizing that it was Xie Zhuo's name.

Xie Zhuo stopped writing and glanced at him, "That's right, you are so thick-skinned, you won't be embarrassed."

"Then you still have to sit with me." Xu Ye spread out a few papers, and found a pencil with half of the end broken from the table.

"..."

He was a ghost just now, so he would rather be a dog and drag him over!

Not to be outdone, Xie Zhuo said, "You can refuse, and I didn't force you."

"But you snatched my schoolbag."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

At the door of the classroom, Wang Ping saw Chi Liang standing outside leaning against the wall, "You didn't go in even after the class bell rang, this time you made the most mistakes in the paper, so hurry up and let me in."

"Yes!"

Chi Liang happily jumped into the classroom, blinked at Xu Ye who was in the back row, and said under his breath, "It's not that I made the most mistakes, Brother Ye didn't even write."

"Have all the papers been handed out?" Wang Ping stood on the podium, "This time the papers are a bit difficult, and everyone made a lot of mistakes, especially the last big question. Xie Zhuo was the only one in our class who got it right. .”

Chu Xinpeng turned his head, "Brother Zhuo is amazing."

Seeing him doing English homework, Chu Xinpeng clicked his tongue and said, "Brother Zhuo, thank you for your hard work."

Without raising his head, Xie Zhuo picked up the math paper next to him and handed it to Chu Xinpeng, "Take it and read it yourself."

Chu Xinpeng happily took the paper with both hands, "Thank you Lord Long En."

Xu Ye watched Xie Zhuo do his homework. His fingers were slender and his handwriting was beautiful.

A person like him would have been dominated by Xu Ye for so many years, and finally the author designed a suicide, Xu Ye was beaten to death, Xie Zhuo should not be responsible, it's not that murder is not illegal.

Turning the pen on his fingertips, Xie Zhuo looked at him, "Do you understand?"

Xu Ye withdrew his gaze, there was something he didn't understand, "I don't understand."

The brand new paper in Xu Ye's hand happened to be the one Wang Ping was talking about. He glanced at the last question Wang Ping said, and wrote "-7" on the paper with a broken pencil.

Xie Zhuo glanced over and was taken aback for a moment.

It took him 10 minutes to calculate this question before he understood it. He was very impressed, and the answer was "-7".

After Xu Ye finished writing the answer, he felt that it was too simple and boring. The tip of the pen connected the beginning of "-" and the end of "7", and drew a sticky cat, and then drew a Q version of the cat next to the sticky cat.

Xie Zhuo looked at the two cats on Xu Ye's paper, he was out of his mind to think that Xu Ye knew the answer.

It would be scary if Xu Ye could know the answer just by looking at the question.

"Why didn't you sleep today?" Xie Zhuo asked him.

Xu Ye had never slept in a classroom before, so he couldn't understand this kind of behavior that hurt the cervical spine, so he gave a random reason, "Back pain."

Xie Zhuo glanced at his lower back, "Was beaten by Uncle Xu?"

"Fall down and hit."

Xie Zhuo snorted, "Isn't he usually good at fighting? Why was he beaten into such a virtue this time?"

Xu Ye looked at him, "Otherwise I can fight back?"

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Xu Ye started to read from the first multiple-choice question of the paper, "Stop talking to me and do your homework."

His words these past two days were very annoying, Xie Zhuo sneered at him, "Is it necessary for you to remind me to do my homework?"

"Need not."

Xu Ye read every question, picked up a pencil and wrote a series of letters on the last side of the test paper, followed by a line of numbers.

...

Finally, when get out of class was over, when the bell rang, Xu Ye got up and left.

Xie Zhuo saw that he was limping and acting dishonestly, so he stood up and pulled his collar, "Where are you going?"

Xu Ye was a little shorter than Xie Zhuo, he fell back and looked back at Xie Zhuo, "Infirmary."

Xie Zhuo let go of his hand, "Go."

Xu Ye sighed.

Did he add a mother to himself with 300 yuan, and he still has to take care of where he goes.

When Chi Liang finished correcting the paper, he turned around and Xu Ye was no longer in his seat. He came over to pick up Xu Ye's paper and looked at the two cats on it, "Who drew this, it looks so similar."

Xie Zhuo propped his chin and said lazily, "Your wild brother drew it."

Chi Liang laughed silly, "When will my wild brother know how to draw?"

Xie Zhuo was stunned, that's right, when will Xu Ye know how to draw, this kid can't even hold a pen well.

Chi Liang held the paper as if holding an imperial decree, and when Chu Xinpeng turned around, he saw a row of letters and numbers on the paper.

Why does ACBAD look so familiar?

Chu Xinpeng took Xie Zhuo's paper and started to correct the first multiple-choice question. The answers to the multiple-choice questions were ACBAD. Although the following numbers were all connected without a pause, they were indeed all of the latter questions. The answer is -7.

"Is this Brother Ye's paper?" Chu Xinpeng asked.

"That's right, I took it from Brother Ye's desk." Chi Liang looked over and over, and said with certainty, "There is no answer above, it must be Brother Ye's."

"Are you blind?" Chu Xinpeng grabbed the paper, put it on the table and clicked on the string of letters and numbers, "Isn't this the answer?"

Chi Liang's memory was not as good as Chu Xinpeng's, so he only remembered -7. He stared at the string of numbers for a long time, "This is the answer? Is this the winning lottery number?"

"Fart's winning number."

Chu Xinpeng flipped through Xu Ye's paper, "Brother Ye is promising, and he actually listened to the old class's lecture. He must have written the answer when the old class was giving the answer."

Chi Liang looked at the numbers written on the side, and burst out laughing, "Brother Ye is awesome, write the answer in a row, but don't fill in the blanks."

Xie Zhuo remembered very clearly that this line of numbers was written down by Xu Ye in one breath when Wang Ping said "-7". Let alone whether he knew the answer, even if he knew, he would not be able to memorize it, because of his laziness. brain.

Xie Zhuo stood up and walked out.

Chi Liang asked him, "Xie Zhuo, why are you going?"

"Pee."

Li Yiming happened to be on duty in the infirmary today, and she already knew about Xu Ye's return to school, so she was not surprised to see him come to Li Yiming, "Long time no see, Brother Ye, did you change your hairstyle?"

This tone, Li Yiming was right.

Xu Ye called "Sister Ming", and Li Yiming was flattered, "Why are you so polite today, don't you want me to give you a sick note again?

"No," Xu Ye said, "I'm injured, here comes the medicine."

Li Yiming has straight black hair and a sweet voice. She looks like an angel in a white coat, but when she picks up medical tools, she is a bloodless devil.

The sterile cotton swab suddenly poked the wound on Xu Ye's back, Xu Ye took a deep breath, "Sister Ming!"

"Why?" Li Yiming was still poking his wound.

"Easy, light." Xu Ye gritted his teeth, sweating profusely.

"Are you still afraid of pain? What did you do during the fight?" Li Yiming slapped him on the back after taking the medicine, "Okay, what else?"

Xu Ye was a little afraid to show her the rest.

The most serious injury he suffered over the years was when he was doing a problem and his fingers cramped. The only time he saw blood was when he changed his teeth when he was eight years old. With these injuries on his body now, it is really not as happy as death. How could he bear her poking like this !

Seeing him sitting there motionless, Li Yiming put down the disinfectant in his hand, "It's gone, isn't it?"

"……Have."

"Where? Show me."

Xu Ye pressed his leg, looked at Li Yiming, "Can you be gentle?"

Li Yiming crossed his arms, "Brother Ye, who has been injured in fights all year round, is also afraid of pain?"

I'm afraid that on the one hand, the main reason is that your actions are not serious or serious.

Xu Ye was sweating profusely from the pain, "Are you being so brutal to everyone?"

Li Yiming: "Yes, if you are afraid of pain, don't come to the infirmary. If you are not cruel to you, how can you have a long memory?"

Xu Ye begged, "I have a long memory, can you be gentle?"

Li Yiming agreed very well, but it turned out that she didn't know what it meant to be gentle.

The cotton swab poked Xu Ye's leg, "Ah——"

He really couldn't take it anymore, so let the wound rot like this, and it wouldn't hurt if she took medicine.

Li Yiming was startled by him, "What are you yelling, you scared me."

Xu Ye held his leg tightly and refused to let her touch it, "It hurts too much, don't touch it."

Xie Zhuo could hear ghosts screaming in the infirmary from a long distance away, right?What are you doing?

Xie Zhuo pushed the door open and came in, looking at the two people who were at war, one sitting on the bed and covering his legs, the other standing beside him holding the medicine.

"What are you doing, killing a pig?"

Li Yiming put down the medicine in his hand and brushed the hair beside his ear, "It's better to kill a pig. Last time someone opened the ladle and didn't make a sound. Today, it's like stepping on his tail. He has a heart attack. gone."

For the first time, Xu Ye felt that Xie Zhuo was like a savior who fell from the sky, "Why are you here?"

"Passing by, I heard the sound of slaughtering pigs and came in to watch out of curiosity." Xie Zhuo leaned against the cabinet by the door, put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at his legs, which were swollen like that.

"Stop watching," Li Yiming picked up the medicine and gauze, "Go and ask him for a leave of absence, he doesn't know where his leg is, it's all congested, he has to rest here, anyway, he won't go back. Listen to the class."

Seeing that she picked up the medicine again, Xu Ye quickly shrank his legs, "Return, return?"

It's funny that he is so generous that he is afraid of pain.

Xie Zhuo smiled, showing a sharp canine tooth, "Okay, I'll go back and ask for leave for him, you continue."

Still let her continue?

Xu Ye stood up and was about to follow, "Xie Zhuo, wait a minute, I'll go back with you."

Li Yiming pointed at him, "Sit down for me!"

Xie Zhuo looked back at Xu Ye who sat back obediently.

He's so obedient, he hasn't seen such an obedient Xu Ye in ten years.

After leaving the infirmary, Xie Zhuo remembered that he came here to ask about the string of answers on Xu Ye's test paper. He turned back to the infirmary, and was about to open the door when he heard the person inside say——

"Are you stupid if you don't go to the hospital with your ears like this?"

Xu Ye said, "There is no more bloodshed."

Li Yiming yelled at him, "If you don't bleed, you'll be fine? What if you become deaf?"

Xie Zhuo pushed the door open a crack and looked at Xu Ye who was sitting on the bed.

He read it right yesterday, is it really blood?

Xu Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I can't hear you anymore."