self-deprecating

Pleasure and pain always go hand in hand.

After four full days of the sports meeting, the school committee brought bad news from the office while still immersed in the joy and excitement of the sports meeting the next day.

"We will take the exam at the end of April, and after returning from the May Day holiday, we will have the annual parent meeting."

"School committee, please say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

"What are you talking about? What exam? What parent meeting?"

"I seem to be deaf, I can't hear anything!"

……

The students in the class expressed their grievances one after another. Why is my student life always inseparable from the exam?

The school committee adjusted his glasses calmly, "Actually, I'll say the same thing over and over again, we're about to usher in the exam, and there's still half a month left, and after the exam, there will be a May Day holiday." Holiday, we will have a parent meeting when school starts again.

Everyone has said so much, it is better to start reviewing early. "

After speaking, the school committee returned to his seat with his "3500 English words for the college entrance examination".

When Gu Ze heard the news, he began to calculate silently in his heart. He got 400 points in the final exam last year.There is no monthly exam in March, but an exam for the academic proficiency test is prepared. This time it turns out to be the first exam with a ranking this semester.

There are a total of six courses to be taken, with 70 points in one course and 420 points in the test.Chinese, Mathematics, and English have a full score of 150. If he can get 80 points in each subject, he can get 450 points in the test.

So the goal this time is to guarantee 420 points and strive for 450 points.

After thinking it over for himself, Gu Ze tore a blank piece of paper from his notebook and wrote two numbers 420 and 450.

"A target?" Han Zizhou glanced at it.

"Well, there is still a parent meeting. I want to get better grades. Although my grades are poor, I want them to see it. Because you help me, I can make great progress."

Gu Ze explained: "Ms. Gu has always been very accepting of his son's grades, but your parents still don't know how bad my grades are?"

Han Zizhou smiled, "You work so hard, and you have me, don't worry."

Gu Ze nodded.

Han Zizhou is actually very busy. There is a physics competition in September, studying for daily exams, and teaching him courses.

"You are so busy, I can study by myself, and I won't ask you again."

Han Zizhou glanced at him, "Don't underestimate men, friends, friends."

"I just care about you." Gu Ze rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"It's okay, I'll be busy." Han Zizhou smiled at him.

The two of them still went to class, ate and studied according to the usual rhythm.

Catch up on sleep in the empty classroom on the top floor, ride a bicycle on the road with bright lights at night and blow the wind, and gently hook your fingers on the sparsely populated campus path...

Many things are very simple, just like I like you, there are only four short words.

My goal is to stay with you every day, do the most ordinary things, and be satisfied.

Share the same bottle of water with you, give you the sugar in your pocket, and pick all the things you don't like into my bowl.

You walked quietly on the road full of flowers, when the wind blows, the petals are all over the sky, you turn your head and smile at me, the sun shines through the cracks in the trees, and I pick up a piece of fallen flowers on your shoulder.

Make up lessons at Han Zizhou's house on Saturday night.

Looking at his watch, it was already nine o'clock, Gu Ze started to pack his things.

"I am leaving."

"Ok?"

"Go to the Internet cafe."

"I'll go too." Han Zizhou closed the exercise book and stood up.

"Why do you go to the Internet cafe? Stay at home and read if you want to read, and take a rest if you don't want to read." Gu Ze refused him.

"I don't want to study anymore, I want to play games with you." Han Zizhou put the stool away, stood beside him and picked up the schoolbag that Gu Ze had packed.

"That's fine, play games and take a break. I've been studying for too long, so don't make you stupid." Gu Ze smiled at him, "If you are stupid, I'll kick you right away and find another one."

"No, after seeing someone as good as me, you will look down on others." Han Zizhou also smiled at him and said firmly.

"You have self-knowledge." Gu Ze glanced at him, grabbed the schoolbag from Han Zizhou's hand, and went downstairs.

Han Zizhou was riding a bicycle, "Let's go, we will be picked up by a special car."

"The BMW of bicycles?"

"Well, a handsome guy with a luxury car."

Gu Ze patted him on the back, "Let's go."

It is still the familiar "Internet Cafe Tonight".

Gu Ze picked two clean seats in the corner and sat down with Han Zizhou.

"Let's play the game, Brother Ze will take you to eat chicken." Gu Ze opened the game skillfully, and moved the mouse twice.

Han Zizhou logged into his game account, "The level of this account is not as high as mine."

"Technology has nothing to do with level." Gu Ze clicked Start and entered the game.

The two played two games together, and Han Zizhou just nestled on the sofa and watched Gu Ze play the game.

Gu Ze was alone in the game, looking at the computer screen very seriously, the sound of mouse clicking and mechanical keyboard tapping sounded intermittently.

The light from the computer screen reflected on Gu Ze's face, his eyes were so focused that Han Zizhou couldn't move his eyes.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome.

Gu Ze who is serious about playing games is really handsome.

Gu Ze got stuck and ended the game before twelve o'clock, thinking about going home early. Although Han Zizhou came out to relax, he still couldn't go back too late.

Gu Ze looked back and saw that Han Zizhou had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Two long legs folded under the table, arms crossed, head tilted against the back, hair a little messy.

Gu Ze touched Han Zizhou's face, "Han Zizhou, wake up."

Han Zizhou unconsciously rubbed Gu Ze's hand, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you over?"

"Well, go home."

"what time is it?"

"At twelve o'clock in the morning, go back to bed early."

"Yes." Han Zizhou stood up and walked out.

Gu Ze stepped on the bicycle, "Sit on the back, lie on my back and sleep for a while, and you can ride back by yourself when you get to my house."

"it is good."

Han Zizhou didn't say any more, put his head on Gu Ze's back, closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms around Gu Ze's waist.

The street was empty in the early morning, and Gu Ze's bike was riding smoothly, which made people feel at ease.

"Here we are." Gu Ze stopped the car.

Han Zizhou opened his eyes and saw that it was his own door.

Han Zizhou looked at his house without lights, "Why are you back? Why didn't you go to your house first?"

"You're sleepy, go back to sleep early." Gu Ze drove him home.

"how about you?"

"I'll be right back too."

Han Zizhou jumped down from the back seat, "Ride my car back."

"how about you?"

"Tomorrow and Sunday, I won't go out, just ride over when you come over at night." Han Zizhou looked at him, "You should also go back to sleep early."

"Okay." Gu Ze turned his bicycle around, "I'm leaving, good night."

Han Zizhou looked at Gu Ze's face, the street lamp was far away, the light was dim, hazy and secretive.

Under the half-bright and half-dark lights, the quiet and deserted road, filled with darkness, occasionally windy, quiet and confusing.

Han Zizhou stepped forward, put his arms around Gu Ze's neck, and kissed his soft lips with the coolness of night.

"Good night."

Han Zizhou said, "Just let me know when you get home, and let me know you're back home safely."

"Yeah." Gu Ze nodded, and disappeared around the corner on his bicycle.

The heart seems to be the power source of the bicycle, the heart beats fast, and the bicycle rides fast.

Every time, it will make people's hearts pounding, but they can't stop.

like very much.

I like Han Zizhou very much, and I also like kissing.

Gu Ze quickly rode his bicycle downstairs.

The law and order in this kind of urban village is average, and there is no surveillance. Such a good bicycle is locked downstairs. Don't worry, you won't be able to see it when you wake up tomorrow morning.

Gu Ze stood downstairs, straightened his schoolbag, got off the bicycle, grabbed the beam with one hand and carried the bicycle on his shoulder.

The frame is so light that Gu Ze can pick it up with one hand. Gu Ze simply carried the bike into the house.

The days were full and satisfying, and soon it was the day of the exam.

Gu Ze had left the last examination room and was in the penultimate examination room.

Yao Jie also broke into the penultimate examination room together, which should be the credit of the study group.

The two looked at each other, still feeling familiar.

Gu Ze silently wrote the paper with a black 0.5mm gel pen.The invigilators sat one after the other, or walked up and down the aisles boredly.

One of the invigilators seemed to be very bored, and was keen to read the students' papers, so he stood beside Gu Ze and read them several times.

At first, Gu Ze was not used to it. Standing obliquely behind him, silently watching you write the paper, and he is not a very good student, so it was even more awkward.

But after too many times, Gu Ze broke the jar, and wrote the paper silently according to his own ideas, regardless of what the teacher wanted to write in his mind while looking at his paper.

After finally finishing the two-day test, the invigilator was counting the number of test papers on the podium, and Gu Ze walked out with his stationery bag.

"That classmate!"

Gu Ze looked back, and the teacher who often stood behind him was looking at him.There was some doubt in my heart, but I still asked, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

The teacher gave him a kind smile, "That's a good answer, practice your handwriting more in the future, and you will suffer a lot in the handwriting test."

Gu Ze was a little embarrassed and nodded, "I see, thank you teacher."

In fact, Gu Ze's handwriting is really not neat and beautiful, unlike Han Zizhou's handwriting, which is tough and powerful, probably because he has practiced calligraphy, and the frame structure of the font is very suitable.

Gu Ze's handwriting is ugly, but it's not particularly ugly. It can only be said to be clear. The teacher can clearly recognize what is written on the test paper, and there will be no penalty for unclear reading.

In the past six months, Gu Ze was only busy learning the most basic textbook knowledge, and these more exam-related skills were too late to practice, but it is really time to practice well now.

Gu Ze saw Han Zizhou waiting downstairs.

"how do you feel?"

"It's not bad." Gu Ze didn't have a particularly clear concept of the difficulty of the topic. After all, there are still many who can't write, so he can only vaguely talk about his own feelings.

Han Zizhou nodded, "Well, it's okay, I think you should be about the same."

"Let's go." Gu Ze raised his legs and walked towards the school gate, "I'm going to the bookstore."

"buy what?"

"Copyright."

"Why do you suddenly want to buy this?" Han Zizhou asked, "But the college entrance examination does have an advantage."

"Teacher's suggestion." Gu Ze said.

Han Zizhou followed behind, entered the bookstore together, and handed Gu Ze a copybook in block letters and red.

"This book, one book a day is enough, stick to it every day."

"Okay." Gu Ze bought a copybook and put it in his schoolbag.

"Kid Zeze, practice calligraphy well, and I will supervise you." Han Zizhou smiled, "Do you want me to hold your hand and teach you stroke by stroke?"

"Shut up." Gu Ze tilted his head, the tips of his ears were still red, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone.