self-deprecating

The first day of Teacher Han's class was a bit chaotic, but fortunately, the drug finally worked, and Gu Ze also stayed awake and listened to the physics and chemistry classes he didn't understand.

After lunch, Han Zizhou took Gu Ze to the top floor and entered an empty classroom at the end of the corridor.

A teaching building is designed to have 25 classrooms, and there are only 24 classes in the second grade. Han Zizhou borrowed the key from the head teacher of the previous grade, and took Gu Ze upstairs to make up lessons.

Although the director does not easily give the key to others, Han Zizhou has the aura of being the first in the grade, and the excellent buff of the good students studying hard in front of the teacher, it is easy to get the key.

No one has been in the classroom for a long time, and no one has cleaned it. There is a fingerprint on the dust on the table.

Han Zizhou fanned the dust in front of his eyes, and took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket to wipe the table.

Gu Ze saw it, and handed the book directly to Han Zizhou, "It's alright, alright, don't waste tissues, just wait, I'll tidy up."

Gu Ze found a hard, dirty rag from the radiator, turned around and left the classroom.

I borrowed a mop from the class next door, and entered the classroom with a mop in one hand and a rag in the other.

Han Zizhou had already tidied up the messy desks, only picked out two sets of desks and chairs that were fairly clean and intact, and pushed the rest to the back of the classroom.

Gu Ze handed the mop to Han Zizhou, "Mopping the floor."

Han Zizhou took it obediently, and carefully dragged the cleared space.Gu Ze took the rag left by a classmate who didn't know which year, and wiped the dust off the table.

The two of them worked together to finally make the classroom look a bit "bright and clean".

The fastidious "Master Han" wiped the table and chairs twice with paper towels, and then sat down dignifiedly and began to give lectures.

Gu Ze's foundation is very poor, but his foundation in junior high school is still there, and Han Zizhou's knowledge points are not particularly difficult.

Time was limited at noon, Han Zizhou stopped talking after only an hour, and then said to Gu Ze: "You take a nap for half an hour now."

"Huh?" Gu Ze raised his head from the tutorial book and looked at him.

"Take a nap, or you'll be sleepy in class in the afternoon." Han Zizhou also looked at him.

"I know." Gu Ze asked, "Here?"

"Otherwise, you can go back to the classroom if you want." Han Zizhou replied.

"Then go to sleep." Gu Ze moved the stool back, lay down on the table, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Han Zizhou looked at someone who was acting vigorously and resolutely, and looked over his shoulder thoughtfully.

Someone slept comfortably on his shoulders last time.

The weather was already very cold, but it was only a few days before the heating time. Gu Ze was wearing thin clothes. After thinking for a second, Han Zizhou put his coat on Gu Ze's body.

Sleeping people are prone to catch cold.

Gu Ze was half asleep and half awake, and felt a warm clothes put on his body, with body temperature, it was so comfortable that he fell asleep immediately.

Half an hour flew by.Han Zizhou patted Gu Ze, "Get up, it's time for class."

Gu Ze frowned, obviously disturbed by the irritability of Qingmeng.

Yao Jie said that Gu Ze had the urge to wake up, but after being at the same table for so long, Gu Ze basically woke up by himself. It was rare for him to be woken up shortly after falling asleep like today.

Finally, I can vaguely see what Gu Ze looks like when he gets up.

Han Zizhou didn't speak, just looked at him.

Gu Ze straightened up, and the clothes on his shoulders slid down.

Gu Ze frowned, and picked up his clothes, "Why don't you dress well."

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Han Zizhou said concisely.

Gu Ze slowed down a few times, "Thank you, you don't need it next time, be careful of catching a cold."

Han Zizhou didn't say yes or no, he just took the clothes and put them on, and said, "It's time for class, let's go downstairs."

Gu Ze followed behind and nodded, "Okay."

Han Zizhou found out that although Gu Ze was angry about getting up, he was always frowning.But when he first woke up, he was in a daze, and he didn't see the demeanor of the second lieutenant colonel at all.The reaction was also a bit slow, similar to the "dumbness" mentioned on the Internet, but mainly "dumbness", the facial features with sword eyebrows and star eyes have nothing to do with "cuteness".

"Huh? Brother Ze, Brother Zhou, why did you go? You haven't seen anyone all afternoon." Bai Lu asked curiously when she saw the two of them coming back.

Han Zizhou gave the girl a friendly smile, "It's nothing, I just helped you with basic knowledge, brother Ze."

"Just the two of you?"

"Can't you?" Han Zizhou asked back.

When Bai Lu heard this, she smiled knowingly, "No, I'm just asking casually, haha."

"Yeah." Han Zizhou nodded, no doubt about him.

"Two or three things about school grassroots and school bullies" has new news.

Xiaobai: Today's live broadcast: Brother Zhou and Brother Ze went to make up lessons alone.

Homework is making me bald: then what?

Rain is annoying: then what?

Xiaobai: Xiaobai doesn't know the situation of making up lessons, so he can only guess.

Fanfan is not Fanfan: @一次大大, there may be a follow-up to the last article.

One thought: On a sunny afternoon, in an empty classroom, two teenagers sat quietly together, earnestly making up lessons... I already have a picture, wait for me.

QAQ: Pass the pen to the boss.

Mathematics and Chemistry: Looking forward to it!

Xiaobai: Produce sugar by ourselves, we are professionals...

Fanfan is not Fanfan: You are right!

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Gu Ze probably took a short break at noon, and Gu Ze didn't sleep all afternoon.

When it was time to leave school, Han Zizhou raised his chin at Gu Ze, "Remember to write all the knowledge points learned today."

Gu Ze nodded, "Yes."

"Let's go."

The schoolbag was slung over his shoulders, and Han Zizhou and Gu Ze went down the stairs one after the other.

When Gu Ze entered, he found that Gu Lan had already returned home from get off work.

"Son, I'm a little late today." Gu Lan stood in the kitchen and spoke to him.

Gu Ze unloaded the schoolbag containing a few thick tutorial books, and walked to the kitchen, "Well, my deskmate helped me make up lessons, and I came back a bit late."

"Are you at the same table?" Gu Lan asked him in surprise.

Gu Lan is very clear about the level of her son's grades, why she has such a good deskmate to help him with tutoring this time.

"Well, the first grader, help me, an underachiever." Gu Ze said with a smile.

"Then your tablemate is really good, and you are so helpful. You have to study hard this time." Gu Lan told him.

"Understood." Gu Ze nodded.

"Then what about you at night?" Gu Lan thought about Gu Ze's daily activities at night. She would spend several hours in the Internet cafe every day. She didn't know how to make money by playing games, but it was indeed a hard way.

Thinking of this, Gu Lan sighed softly.

Gu Ze's father left early, leaving only their mother and son with increased grief and huge debts for them.My body is not up to date, and one after another of minor ailments are always procrastinated and unable to be cured.It's hard for Gu Ze to face so many difficulties so early.

Gu Ze always behaved much more mature than other children, giving her hope and support.

Gu Ze thought for a while: "It's okay, I'll shorten the time a bit and study hard at night without any delay."

Gu Lan didn't speak, but nodded, but she was obviously in a low mood.

She just felt that Gu Ze was working hard.

Gu Ze leaned against the door of the kitchen: "Mom, I want to eat pancakes, can I make them tomorrow?"

Gu Lan looked back at him, showing a gentle smile, "Okay, no problem, I can have pancakes when I come back from school tomorrow."

Gu Lan's mood improved obviously. This kind of request was probably Gu Ze's rare willfulness, which made her feel that her son was still a child and needed his mother's care.

Gu Ze was also in a good mood, humming an unknown tune.

After eating, and fighting in the Canyon of Kings for another three hours, Gu Ze entered the house from the Internet cafe.

After washing, sit at the desk and start studying.

Today, Mr. Han only talked for about an hour. Mathematics, physics, and chemistry all only talked about one section, and there were very few knowledge points.Gu Ze turned to the practice questions at the back and started to write the homework assigned by Teacher Han.

There are few knowledge points, and it is not difficult to master. Gu Ze finished his homework seriously, took a photo and sent it to Han Zizhou.

Gu Ze: [Picture.jpg] [Picture.jpg] [Picture.jpg]...

Gu Ze: Teacher Han, today's exercise book is finished, I'm going to memorize English vocabulary.

Han Zizhou has finished his homework and is learning about physics competitions. He will review what the teacher said yesterday, and then preview what he will talk about tomorrow night.

The mobile phone placed next to it vibrated several times in succession. Han Zizhou looked away from the physics competition exercise book, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and looked at it.

There are two messages from Gu Ze on the lock screen, and the time below is also eye-catching.

23:48.

Han Zizhou: I see, it's past eleven o'clock, go to bed early.

Gu Ze: Didn't you sleep too?

Han Zizhou: ...

Gu Ze: I have my own sense of propriety, and I will go to sleep after memorizing this page of words.

Han Zizhou: Rest early, try not to sleep tomorrow morning.

Gu Ze thought of his usual routine, and helped his forehead helplessly.

Gu Ze: ...I will definitely not sleep tomorrow morning.Teacher Han also needs to rest early.

Han Zizhou: Good.

Han Zizhou flipped through the competition exercise booklet in his hand, most of which hadn't been written yet. There was only one month before the exam in December, and Han Zizhou wanted to finish this exercise book before the exam.

No staying up late, no youth...

Han Zizhou agreed against his will, and continued to write questions.

Gu Ze looked at the tadpole-like letters in the textbook and cursed secretly: Is this something I can remember?

Hold!That's all I can remember.

Gu Ze bit his pen and replied to Han Zizhou, "Good night, Mr. Han."

Han Zizhou looked at the words "Teacher Han" on the screen of his mobile phone, feeling a little happy for no reason, and moved his fingers to reply him: "Good night, classmate Gu."

Alas, probably the real maturity of a student is: say goodnight to each other, and study separately.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone.