self-deprecating

Gu Ze squatted next to the bicycle and twisted the screws with a wrench, while Han Zizhou lazily stood aside, looking at Gu Ze.

"Aren't you bothered, let me remove the back seat for you? You can't do it yourself just to unscrew two screws." Gu Ze kept talking with his hands, and he opened his mouth to complain.

Han Zizhou didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he changed his posture and leaned against the glass door, "I didn't intend to dismantle it, but I installed it less than a month ago."

"Then you have nothing to do in your spare time. You've been taking it apart and putting it back on again. You won't let me put it back on for you in the future, will you?" Gu Ze switched sides and continued to twist the screws.

"I don't have this plan for the time being. I don't really want people to sit in my back seat."

Gu Ze suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, so it was because of himself. "Then you're sitting in the back too, and you're enjoying yourself."

"I enjoy cycling by myself more."

It doesn't take much trouble to disassemble a shelf, Gu Ze finished it in a few minutes, held up the dismantled shelf and asked him, "Do you want to take it back or throw it here?"

Han Zizhou looked at the shelf, it was inconvenient to take it back, and it was useless, so he shook his head, "No, you can help me deal with it."

Gu Ze nodded, "Okay, tomorrow I will sell it to the uncle who collects scraps, and I can also buy a mung bean cake."

Han Zizhou nodded, "It's up to you."

At this time, Lei Ge came over, "Xiao Ze, today is almost the end, if you have nothing to do, go back first."

"Brother Lei, haven't you finished this yet? I'll help you finish it before going back." Gu Ze refused.

"There's only a little left. Everyone is off work, so you don't have to work overtime here."

"I'm different from them. I like to work overtime. Anyway, there's a little bit left. It's faster if you two are together, and you can go back earlier."

Lei Ge nodded hesitantly, "Okay."

Han Zizhou knew that Gu Ze was still busy, so he didn't stay any longer, "I'm leaving, thank you for today, and I'll pay you for the car repair another day."

Gu Ze raised his eyebrows and blinked his eyes, "Thank you to this customer for the five-star review. Come again next time."

Han Zizhou was amused and smiled, "I give you a five-star praise."

"Okay, stop talking, let's go, let's go, I'm out of sight and out of mind." Gu Ze waved his hands at him, telling him to leave quickly.

Han Zizhou didn't bother anymore, got on his bicycle and rode back.

At the school gate early on Monday morning, Gu Ze saw Han Zizhou passing by on a bicycle without a back seat.

Han Zizhou stopped in front, smiling like the morning glory that Gu Ze saw in the morning, with a bright face.

"Good morning, tablemate." Han Zizhou greeted him.

"Good morning." Gu Ze greeted lazily.

The morning sun shone on Gu Ze's body, and there were particles floating in the air. Gu Ze's hair seemed to be a little longer than when it was easy the first time, and it looked fluffy, not as hard and tangled as usual. .

Han Zizhou said in a strange way: "At the same table, can I touch your head?"

Gu Ze suddenly became sober: "Are you sick? Why does my son still want to touch my head?!"

"Eh... I didn't say anything, son, Dad is going to park the bicycle." Han Zizhou turned around with a bit of regret, and rode his bicycle to the carport.

Gu Ze copied homework on his seat unchanged for a hundred years.There is a lot of homework on weekends, and Gu Ze's handwriting stands arrogantly on the homework.

Han Zizhou glanced at it: "Not bad, not bad, I feel like Zhang Xu... wild and uninhibited."

Gu Ze:? ? ? "Who? Zhang Xu??"

"Calligrapher, 'Sage of Grass' Zhang Xu."

"Crass saint?? Write cursive script??" Gu Ze looked up at him.

Han Zizhou nodded, as if everyone knew it, why didn't you know.

Gu Ze lowered his head and muttered, "It's great to study well."

Han Zizhou: "Didn't you still copy the school committee's homework? Isn't it because they study well?"

Gu Ze glared at him, angrily lowered his head to copy homework.

I thought that as long as the homework was done, it would be fine, but I didn't expect Gu Ze to overturn today.

English teacher Ms.sun, Ms. Sun, has just been teaching for two years, and she is very serious in her work, but she always has perseverance in some things, um, a little bit of stubbornness.

In the morning, when correcting the English composition exercises that the students have to do every weekend in the office, I encountered a problem.

This classmate Gu Ze wrote cursive English in his homework, or his own cursive English?A bit illegible.

After reading it all morning, but still not fully understanding, Ms.sun walked into the classroom full of doubts, and the first sentence was: "Who is Gu Ze?"

Gu Ze was taking advantage of the 10 minutes between classes to sleep, and the class bell did not wake him up.Hearing the teacher call his name, he was a little frightened, stood up suddenly, and the chair made a sharp "嗞——" on the floor

Yao Jie froze his neck and glanced back, Brother Ze, is he angry for getting up?The last time I woke up Brother Ze's kicked butt in spite of life and death, I still felt a dull pain.

Gu Ze got up a little bit angry, but it wouldn't happen in class, he just looked at the teacher quietly.

"You are Gu Ze's classmate? Can you read your weekend composition? The teacher hasn't corrected your homework yet, so let's explain it as a class example." Ms.sun said very seriously, still silently in her heart Like yourself.

Well done, I didn't say I couldn't understand the homework this time.Otherwise, what if the students think that their teacher is so bad that they can't even understand English?And it is easy to hit students' self-confidence in learning English.

Gu Ze stiffly took the English composition he copied in the morning from the class representative.

He lowered his head and glanced at Han Zizhou's homework. The letters were neatly lined up on the line, handwritten and printed, the teacher's favorite paper for the college entrance examination.

The English teacher was very satisfied. The teacher gave 25 points to the question with a total score of 24, probably because he was afraid that Han Zizhou would be proud if he gave one more point.

Looking at his paper again, he didn't remember what he wrote in the words of letting himself go.And even if he wrote it clearly, he didn't know what it meant. He didn't know a lot of long and strange words.

Ms.sun is still waiting for him, "Is there any difficulty? Student Gu Ze?"

"Yes." Gu Ze held his paper and took a deep breath, "My deskmate said that he wanted his composition to be used as an example for class explanation."

Han Zizhou looked up at the person standing beside him.what are you saying? ? ?

all the classmates:? ? ?

Gu Ze continued: "My deskmate is a new classmate who just transferred to No. [-] Middle School. He told me in a low voice just now that he wants this opportunity to show himself in class."

Ms.sun thought for a while, she must show her welcome to the new classmate, and nodded, "Then get up at the same table and read your composition."

Han Zizhou had no choice but to stand up amidst the shocked expressions of the whole class and Ms.sun's loving smile, and finished reading his composition steadily.

Ms.sun obviously remembered this excellent example and talked about it for 10 minutes as a class example.And only then did the new content.

Ms.sun left the classroom door one second ago, and Gu Ze tugged on Han Zizhou's sleeve the next second, "At the same table, I was wrong."

Han Zizhou ignored him at all, ignored the hand grabbing his sleeve, and read the book expressionlessly.

"At the same table, at the same table, I was really wrong, you are so handsome and unrestrained, you are so handsome, you are so handsome, you are suave, very handsome..." Gu Ze wanted to continue to praise, but obviously tried his best, using so many idioms to praise himself At the same table, he was a little intimidated by his literary talent.

"Well, you are such a handsome person, you will definitely not die."

Han Zizhou held back his own smile and remained silent with a cold face.

"At the same table, shall I treat you to dinner? Or something to drink? Or I'll help you level up the account of the game?..." Gu Ze moved to Han Zizhou's side and kept talking.

The classmates in the class were trembling and eating melons carefully.While eating, share with the group, everyone is happy together.

The two people who love each other:

[Anonymous] Xiaobaibai: The latest situation of Qianqianze and Han Xiaocao is live! ! !

The short 10 minutes between classes still can't stop the mood of the majority of friends.As soon as the news was released, more than a dozen people rushed out.

Life has tricked me: come with a small bench! ! !

The enthusiasm for learning is unstoppable: come with melon seeds! ! !

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[Anonymous] Xiao Baibai: In English class today, the teacher asked the boss to get up and do his homework, but the boss said that the school grass wants to express himself, so he gave the opportunity to the school grass.

Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry: School grassroots want to express themselves? ?What kind of magical unfolding is this? ?

. . : Isn't the boss threatening the school grass? ? ? 【doge】dog head save life

[Anonymous] Xiaobaibai: Now that get out of class is over, the boss seems to have been looking for school grass, maybe he is apologizing? ?He kept praising the school grass for being handsome.

[Anonymous] Xiao Baibai: [Picture.jpg]

[Anonymous] Xiao Baibai: Now, let's experience this situation for yourself.

The picture is very blurry, half of the picture is blocked by the school uniform, it is obviously a candid shot at the risk of life.I vaguely saw a boy sitting on the seat in the last row, and another boy was holding his arm and looking at him with his head tilted.

The wind is blowing: Is it the boss? ? ?Why is this pose a bit magical? ?It doesn't quite fit the big guy's impression.

Kill me in English: Don't be confused, it's really a boss! ! !

QAQ: What happened to the world?Shock!

shocked +1

shocked +2

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Gu Ze tugged at Han Zizhou's arm, but Han Zizhou just glanced at him lightly, making his heart shudder...

Gu Ze thought about it for a long time, and decided to try again for the last time. If it didn't work, forget it. He fought for a long time and apologized to his deskmate.

Gu Ze: "Otherwise, I'll let you touch my head."

Hearing these words, Han Zizhou finally looked up at Gu Ze, "Okay."

Gu Ze:? ? ? ? ?

Han Zizhou: "No? That's fine."

Gu Ze gritted his teeth, "No, you touch it." Then he grabbed Han Zizhou's hand and placed it on his head.

Han Zizhou touched it unceremoniously for a long time, and finally showed an imperceptible smile.

"Let go when you've touched enough." Gu Ze was touched helplessly a dozen times, losing his temper.

Han Zizhou: "Okay."

The hand feel is not as fluffy as it was when I encountered it in the morning, the hair texture is a bit hard, and it feels a little prickly to the touch, but it feels comfortable to the touch.

Satisfied.

[Anonymous] Xiaobaibai: [picture jpg]

[Anonymous] Xiaobaibai: The plot is getting confusing.I'm gone and I don't know anything.

Learning makes me happy: ? ? ? ! ! !

. . :? ? ? ! ! !

Mathematics:? ? ? ! ! !

QAQ:? ? ? ! ! !

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Yun Yun: The legendary "killing by touching the head"? ? ? ! ! !

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone.