Pay Attention to Me

On Monday morning, the classroom was in chaos as usual.

Representatives of various subjects urged to collect the homework, some were eager to copy homework, and some hurriedly stuffed steamed buns into their mouths.

In the morning reading class, Wu Guozhong notified the time of the final exam energetically: "There are still two weeks left, take it easy, don't think about garden parties and New Year's Day holidays, they are all in the past tense. This final exam is the district unified exam , there will be a district-wide ranking, the time has come to show the strength of our No. [-] Middle School students, don't embarrass me..."

No. [-] Middle School is the leader in the entire West City. This kind of district examination has always been far ahead. The students also care about their own rankings. After listening to what Old Wu said, they were really nervous.

It was about 5 minutes or so.

After class, eat what you should eat for breakfast, and continue to brag about what you should brag about.

Yet the teachers go out of their way to create the tension before final exams.In English class, Xu Beini handed out a set of test papers as soon as she entered the classroom, and took the test in class.

"Don't forget everything after a short holiday. The final exam is just around the corner. Students, if you don't get 80% on this test paper, there are plenty of exercises waiting for you."

Zhou Haoliang muttered: "It's too ruthless, five points for one question, five wrong questions and it's over."

He passed the answer sheet back, and when he turned around, he accidentally bumped into his deskmate, and one corner of the answer sheet was broken.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Brother Che, this..."

"It's fine, it works." Yin Che didn't care, and took the answer sheet.

Zhou Haoliang finally believed what Zhang Ke said, and Yin Che was really easy to talk about.

The last two answer sheets, one with a folded corner and the other flat, were divided between two people. Yin Che kept the one with the folded corner, and silently threw the other answer sheet on Jiang Yao's desk.

Jiang Yao passed his hand and took the one on his desk: "I want this one."

"...Are you sick?" Yin Che stretched out his hand to grab it.

Jiang Yao approached his ear: "You still want to go to the office hand in hand with me?"

The last time the two of them grabbed the drafts in math class, they were called out by Chen Shumei as a punishment, and they were forced to drag them to the office in the end.

The bigger picture matters.

Yin Che retreated immediately: "Don't fight me next time."

Jiang Yao smiled: "I'll grab it, what can you do with me?"

Zhou Haoliang in the front row was full of question marks.

WTF?What is there to grab for a cracking answer card?

A morning passed.

After brainwashing and bombing by teachers of various subjects, the students were dizzy and felt the fear of being dominated by the final exam.In the physical education class in the afternoon, everyone is like a bird flying out of the cage, heading straight to the playground.

This has won the hearts of the people in No. [-] Middle School. Except for the week before the exam, the school clearly stipulates that it is not allowed to take up supplementary courses such as physical education and art, so as to prevent students from being too stressed and have nowhere to release.

Guo Zhixiong had borrowed a basketball before class, and excitedly asked the sports committee of the next class to compete.

"Next week we will measure 800 meters and 1000 meters."

The physical education teacher knocked everyone down with one sentence.

Even the few students who usually run faster are not willing to test long-distance running, just like reading books but not doing reading comprehension. Interest and compulsion are two concepts.

Zhang Ke: "I'm afraid I have to take the make-up exam like last semester...Brother Yao, teach me how to run fast."

As soon as he mentioned it, others also remembered that Jiang Yao had been a blockbuster at the sports meeting a few months ago.Up to now, students in other classes will occasionally talk about "the one in your class who runs very fast".

"Jiang Yao, I don't think you usually exercise. How did you do it? Did you practice secretly?" Han Meng asked.

Jiang Yao smiled: "Well...my deskmate knows, ask him."

Everyone looked away: "Brother Che...?"

Yin Che: "Naturally, you have no chance, just give up."

"..."

"..."

There are not many harsh words, and the level of persuasion is first-rate.

After the students had dispersed their activities, Jiang Yao squeezed into a bench with him: "I am indeed born with well-developed athletic cells, maybe I inherited it from my father. But I also exercise every day, do you want to come to my dormitory tonight? I'll teach you how to build muscle."

"Not interested." Yin Che moved aside.

Jiang Yao followed suit: "It's fine if you don't look at it, I'm afraid you won't be able to fall asleep after looking at my brother's figure."

"Too ugly to sleep?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Jiang Yao unzipped the zipper of the school uniform jacket, lifted the sweater, revealing the innermost body-fitting base layer, pointed to his abdomen, and whispered, "You are allowed to touch it, just once, not too much, Brother is not the kind of casual man, only boyfriends can touch him infinitely."

"..." Yin Che punched him in the lower abdomen, "Who cares?"

The tactile feeling of hitting it is very solid, it will rebound, and it has muscles.

Jiang Yao covered his stomach and arched his back: "It hurts! You can not love, but please don't hurt!"

"I don't use any strength, what are you pretending to do?"

"It really hurts... I ate too much for lunch, and I haven't fully digested it yet." Jiang Yao frowned and gritted his teeth, "I need my boyfriend to touch it..."

Yin Che was about to be shaken at first, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he punched him again.

The physical education class did not relieve the pressure before the exam, but added a burden. Under the strong pressure from all directions, the students were finally forced into a state of tension before the exam.

Every day, I either make test papers or talk about test papers, homework is still test papers, and careful students like Yang Yile have prepared a folder for each subject, which is divided into categories, and the teacher can find whichever one the teacher wants to talk about.

And some students who are relatively five-year-old and three-year-old are always in a state where they can't find the test paper.

"Then let's look at the fifth question... Zhang Ke! I've already talked about the fifth question, and you haven't found the test paper yet!" Xu Beini said angrily.

Zhang Ke was also in a hurry: "Teacher, I can't find it. It was clearly placed on the desk yesterday..."

"If you can't find it, watch it with your classmates first, and come to me after class to get a new set to redo."

"Okay..." Zhang Ke moved his chair with a sad face, and watched it next to him at the same table.

Xu Beini continued to walk forward, talked about a question, looked up, and saw a table without test papers: "Jiang Yao, what's the matter with you? Where are the test papers?"

Jiang Yao was very calm: "Teacher, I can't find it."

"If you can't find you, just sit in a daze like this? Zhang Ke has been looking for it for a long time. Did you just give up the rescue?"

The other students held back their laughter, their shoulders shaking.

Jiang Yao was helpless: "Teacher, I want to watch it with me at the same table, but he refuses to show it to me."

Yin Che: "..."

Xu Beini also knew Yin Che's temper, and didn't want to force him: "You can't find it yourself, and they have no obligation to show you. Would you not look for other classmates? For example, ask your front desk."

Zhou Hao nodded, out of the solidarity and friendship among his classmates, he planned to extend a helping hand to his poor abandoned back desk——

Jiang Yao: "Zhou Haoliang's handwriting is too ugly, I still want to see my deskmate."

Zhou Haoliang: "??"

Fuck solidarity and camaraderie.

Xu Beini also laughed angrily: "You have the nerve to talk about others? Look at your own handwriting, every time I get your homework approved, I want to skip it."

The other students couldn't hold back anymore and laughed together.

Xu Beini: "Quiet! Jiang Yao, hurry up and find a classmate to watch together, don't be too disrespectful."

"Okay, teacher." Jiang Yao stood up a little, intending to move the chair out.

"Crack!", Yin Che patted the paper between their desks.

Jiang Yao immediately sat down, leaned over, put his elbow on the elbow of his deskmate, and while Xu Beini walked to the other row, whispered: "Che Che is better."

Zhou Haoliang, who had already made room for Jiang Yao to sit over, said, "..."

It was the wrong payment after all...

The consequence of making concessions was that Yun Che didn't listen to the second half of the class.

Jiang Yao was very close, not so close that he would be disgusted, but when he spoke, his voice seemed to be whispering in his ear, very crisp and numb.

He couldn't figure out why this was happening.

He expected that after rejecting Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao should give up, stay away, and chase others.

How could I get closer to him instead...

Is he not acting cold enough?

"Hey." Jiang Yao poked the back of his hand with a pen, "Next Friday, my birthday, there will be activities tonight, come?"

"Not coming."

"Come on..." Jiang Yao shook his coat, "No one can come, you must come."

"Not coming."

"why?"

"Because I don't like you."

Jiang Yao was quiet for a while: "All right, forget it."

Yin Che thought he was angry, but within a few seconds, he heard him say in a relaxed tone: "I won't hold any activities anymore, and I won't go back next week. I'll stay with you at school and treat you to a cake. Last time, the family liked it." ?"

Whose birthday is it?Yin Che wanted to ask.

More importantly, why don't you give up?

The one-week review class was tormented, and even the physical education class was overshadowed by the cloud of the long-distance running test, which lacked a relaxed and happy atmosphere.After finally making it to Friday, thinking that next week will be the last week before the exam, all supplementary classes will be suspended, and there will be only one long-distance running test, and the students will start to miss the physical education class again.

During the lunch break, Guo Zhixiong came over with a basketball in his arms: "Jiang Yao, are you going to play?"

Jiang Yao clutched the freshly poured hot water: "I'm afraid of the cold, I don't want to go out."

Well acted.If he hadn't seen him swim up from the icy small pond that night, he was soaked and didn't even shake, Yin Che would have believed it.

Guo Zhixiong didn't have much hope at first, so he turned to someone else: "Han...forget it."

Han Meng: "Why don't you forget it? You should ask anyway, what if I go?"

"Okay, are you going to play basketball?"

"Don't go."

"..." Guo Zhixiong became angry, "I'd be an idiot if I ask you again!"

Looking at the back of him leaving angrily, Han Meng was puzzled: "Isn't this the obvious answer? Did he know me on the first day?"

Jiang Yao yelled at him from across the aisle: "Old Han, why don't you get fat if you don't exercise all the time?"

"I practice yoga..." Han Mengshi suddenly turned her head, and suddenly exclaimed, "Damn! It's snowing?!"

He yelled loudly, and other people in the classroom also looked out of the window when they heard this. There were indeed sporadic white spots falling in the air, very few, and you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.

Someone from other classes probably noticed it too. There was a commotion in the corridor outside the classroom, all the students rushed out to watch the snow.

There is little snow in the south, unlike the northerners who are used to it. It is not bad to see it once or twice a year.A few small snowflakes ignited the atmosphere of the whole school. The few students who were too cold to go out just now ran downstairs excitedly. Melting, smiling like a fool who has never seen snow in his life.

Almost all the students in the classroom of Class 1 ran out, and the few remaining by the window stayed. They sat in their seats and looked out the window, very excited.

"Today's weather forecast doesn't say it's snowing!"

"It's a little small, I don't know if it can be done at night? It's big, I want to build a snowman and post it on Moments!"

"Oh, I knew I had brought my mobile phone here secretly, what should I do if I stop after school!"

Yin Che was also sitting by the window this week, looking at the little snow falling from the sky, and remembered what Qiao Wanyun said on the phone last night that the red plums in the garden at home were in bloom.If there is snow, it should be very beautiful. I want to go back and see it, but I may not be able to see it next year.

But I just went home last week, I don't know if Yin Ze will be unhappy...

"Do you want to go downstairs and have a look?" Jiang Yao asked.

Yin Che shook his head and looked away: "Just look here."

A breeze blew by, and the already bare tree trunks outside the window did not shake, but changed the trajectory of the snowflakes and flew into the classroom window.

A few pieces dangled and landed on the tip of Yin Che's hair, so lightly that I didn't notice it.

Jiang Yao hesitated, but still stretched out his hand: "Your hair is covered with snow."

He moved very quickly, and when he spoke, he had already brushed away the snow, and Yin Che had no time to hide.

Jiang Yao didn't take his hand back, but hung on the back of his head, chuckling: "You can touch your hair? How about this?"

His hand moved forward slowly, and the palm of his hand was attached to the soft hair, and then, his five fingers were gently inserted into the hair.

Looking at the gradually enlarged face in front of him, Yin Che lost focus and was in a daze.

After he was 7 years old, no one touched his hair so intimately except his parents.

His parents and all relatives, friends and teachers have secretly told him that my child is naturally introverted, untouchable and disgusted.

Dislike is indeed disgust, but, from a child who would touch his head and say "so cute" when he saw it, to a child that everyone avoids overnight, it is not very happy.

Everyone is doing it for his own good, so what can he say.

"Don't you kick me like this?" Jiang Yao was already very close, the warm breaths of each other met, the air became hotter, and the snowflakes melted at the touch.

"Then... can I do something more extreme?"

Jiang Yao smiled, his eyes reflected the light outside the window, as well as the reflection of the person in front of him.

His hand lowered slowly.

Yun Che suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Jiang Yao's little finger touched the small piece of skin not covered by his turtleneck sweater.

The slightly cool fingertips rubbed lightly, absorbing his exposed warmth, as soft as snowflakes, but the touch is not fleeting like snowflakes, but the more you touch it, the hotter it is, making the body temperature of that small piece of skin continue to rise.

Yin Che froze on his seat, motionless as if someone had pressed his acupuncture points.

"Why don't you kick me?" Jiang Yao asked in a low voice.

His eyes were more excited than those students who saw the snow.

It seems to have discovered some unknown secret, and it seems to have discovered a fresh and delicious prey, just around the corner, ready to go, like some kind of hungry carnivore.

"You son of a bitch... you will make me push myself."

The author says:

Take it tonight if you're brave enough.As long as you are strong enough, go to open a room immediately.