him and his duo

As we all know, there are only two subjects in Class [-] of Chengguan High School: English and Politics.All the members of the [-]th class of high school agreed that they only had two homework: English and politics.

Therefore, when there are only these two classes in the morning, for them, it is equivalent to taking a whole day's class.

Of course, Gu Shen, who is a school bully, didn't care about these in the first place.It doesn't matter which teacher's class he takes, but it's all about chatting, sleeping, and playing with his mobile phone.

It's just that a few days ago, because of his very strange performance, the teachers of all subjects admired him.Then these teachers seem to have misunderstood something, thinking that his prodigal son turned back, reined in the precipice, and continued to output crazily to him in class.

The specific manifestations are: since then, there is one more person sharing the pain in the questioning session in class; one more person holding chalk on the podium in the blackboard calculation session; and one more workbook named Gu Shen in the homework spot check session...

Even Old Deng tried to get Gu Shen to stand up and read the text aloud, can you believe it? !

Among these crazy teachers, Sister Yan was the first and the best.

It's easy to understand, English is Gu Shen's slightly stronger strength, and if he pulls it off, he might be able to get a high score in the exam.

But the energy of this woman, Sister Yan, cannot be underestimated. Others are holding an elastic rope and tying it to Gu Shen's leg. If it doesn't work, forget it.Sister Yan tied a hemp rope around Gu Shen's neck, and then pulled it forward desperately.Don't try to let go unless your neck is broken.

Among these teachers, Cai Xiaodao was the second one who got bloody.

It may be that when the dean is a teacher, he will have an invisible sense of responsibility.Another word for this sense of responsibility, it is quite appropriate to describe it as "face".

In short, Director Cai's mantra in class is "Don't embarrass me when you take the big exam."

In order to avoid this problem, Teacher Cai grabs the children to do the questions every day, just like taking hormones.He only pays close attention to one type of people: the bottom 20.

These children who win the lottery with their own abilities not only get political test papers, but also countless after-school homework, endless books, Cai Xiaodao's daily roll call...

Absolutely inhumane, horrific.

Gu Shen, as one of these lucky ones who have been stable for a long time, has a very deep understanding.

Especially since these things had nothing to do with him in the first place, no one noticed that he skipped a few classes every day.But in recent days, the obedient students pretended to be too good, which aroused the teachers' desire to win.

This desire to win is mainly a battle between oneself and oneself: see if I can teach this person well.

Once a student like Gu Shen gets a high score in teaching, his sense of accomplishment is far stronger than that of teaching Xu Ke to a high score.

Therefore, the teachers worked hard, and Gu Shen was exhausted.

It's okay to bend your waist. If you don't write English and political homework, you will die.

Gu Shen could already imagine that Sister Yan and Cai Xiaodao would chase after him with hundreds of papers, shouting, "If you haven't finished writing, add ten more papers!"

Terrible!

While getting up and changing clothes in a hurry, Gu Shen pressed the phone's voice button and begged his deskmate for help: "Deskmate, I still have a little homework to finish, can you see if there is any help in "Rules for Getting Along with Your Deskmate"?" My obligation to write for you?"

After he came back after brushing his teeth and washing his face, he saw his deskmate returned a voice message to him: "Are you still awake?"

The result was as expected, even Gu Shen had expected what Xu Ke said, so it wasn't disappointing at all.

Gu Shen smiled, there was a tacit understanding.

Maybe it was because he didn't want Gu Shen to die too badly. After a while, Xu Ke asked again: "Which one didn't you write?"

Gu Shen: "I... didn't write either."

Xu Ke typed: Is this a little bit?

Xueba is always penny-pinching, Gu Shen was about to return an emoji to ask him for help, when Xu Ke sent another voice: "Don't look for me, I can't help you."

Gu Shen: "..."

This damn tacit understanding.

But when Gu Shen rushed to school, he found that the English exercise book that was originally in his drawer was now lying quietly on his desk.

Open it and see that the content of the first unit has been written.The letters are all scribbled, but each word is actually beautifully written. It belongs to the kind of good-looking people who have practiced English copybooks, and they can know who wrote it without looking.

The little deskmate said that he couldn't be saved, but his actions were very honest.

This mouth is not right, it is really cute, and a little flattering.

"Hey, at the same table," Gu Shen shook the finished English workbook in his hand, deliberately teasing him, "Your English one helped me write it, and the political one..."

"..."

Xu Ke looked at Gu Shen's big face coldly, with ice in his eyes.

"Lend me," Gu Shen thought it was too dangerous to tease this person, and simply changed the words, "You can just lend me your exercise book, how can I bother you to write this one for me?"

As the saying goes, when your expectations for something are too low, once it raises the standard a little bit, you will have the illusion that you have earned it.

As far as Xu Ke is concerned, he has always had very low expectations of Gu Shen's level of shamelessness, and once Gu Shen takes a little shame, he will have this illusion.

Therefore, Xu Ke almost simply threw his political exercise book on Gu Shen's desk, feeling a little lucky in his heart.

After the morning self-study, 70.00% of the people have almost finished their homework, and 20.00% of them have at least finished one course.

Gu Shen, because of his deskmate, was also very fortunate not to fall into the remaining one percent.

But there are too many fucking political homework, Gu Shen almost broke his hands.

"Gao Mai, have you finished your homework?" Gu Shen used his ghostly characters to show off his skills in the political exercise book, while grabbing Gao Mai who was passing by, trying to grab a labor force.

Gao Mai hummed a little song, walked cheerfully to return Cao Hao's homework, and was caught off guard when asked, "...just finished."

Gu Shen squinted his eyes, the implication was obvious, "Then..."

"Brother Shen, I made an appointment with Little Six to go to the bathroom, so I'm leaving first." Gao Mai rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away quickly.

Gu Shen: "...fuck."

Ignorant, today's children are too ignorant.While scolding his mother, Gu Shen shook his sore wrist and flicked the pen.

Gao Mai went to the toilet for 20 minutes, and when he came back, he handed Gu Shen a bottle of water on the table.

Gu Shen looked at the bottle of yellow drink with yellow particles in it, and said, "You brought this back from the toilet?"

Gao Mai who is drinking the same drink: "..."

"See, aren't you tired of copying? I stopped by the supermarket and brought a bottle of orange juice." Gao Mai, who just wanted to avoid Gu Shen, opened his eyes and told nonsense.

"Why didn't I know that the toilet and the supermarket were still on the way?" Gu Shen twisted the unknown liquid and poured it into his mouth.

Unable to answer these words, classmate Gao Mai trembled.

Fortunately, there are good people in this world.

"Hurry up and write, class is about to start." Xu Ke, who was writing the essay exam paper next to him, said to Gu Shen, "Can you do your homework well without interruption?"

Then, Gao Mai looked at the famous Gu Xiaoba, said "Oh", and obediently bowed his head to copy homework.At this moment, a word that seems to have nothing to do with Gu Shen popped up in Gao Mai's mind: obedient.

Gao Mai's forehead twitched heavily. Can you imagine that school bully student who used one-on-one and beat up the instructor suddenly got involved with the word "obedient" for a moment?

Gao Mai felt that he might have some kind of hallucination.

Gao Mai, who was frightened, immediately shared the news in the small group, only to see Kang Qi come out and reply: Actually...it's not surprising at all.

Gao Mai who was sitting in the last row looked at Kang Tan who was sitting in front of Gu Shen, and felt a burst of happiness.

It's a good thing I didn't sit there, otherwise I would be scared crazy sooner or later.

During the English class, almost everyone had completed English, and a few people sat down and secretly filled in on politics.

"Jiang Shishi, collect your homework." Sister Yan started to collect her homework as soon as class started, leaving no time to catch her breath.

Jiang Shishi stood up and instructed her classmates to quickly collect all the homework.

Sister Yan handed the stack of test papers to Jiang Shishi and asked her to pass them on. Standing on the podium, she stood proud of the others, "Someone is still making up other homework, right? The paper handed out to me is finished after two classes." , I don’t need to take English class after I haven’t finished writing.”

The classmate who was still studying politics was stunned: "Huh?"

Sister Yan is really a woman who keeps her word. She said something similar to a thorn in her freshman year of high school, but the thorn was really not in the classroom for half a semester of English class and was locked up in the office to listen.

I don't want to describe the specific tragedy, but the result is that the prickly head trembles when he sees Sister Yan, and feels that his English listening is playing in his ears in an infinite loop.

A person is not crazy, but he has become a top student in English.

The result is good, but the process is too painful.

The hand that made up politics was loosened, and everyone resignedly picked up the English test paper.

"Don't fill in randomly," Sister Yan put her hands on the English exercise book she had just collected, and said with a smile: "Everyone who filled in randomly, please wait to clean up."

This sentence was heard by many who committed ptsd against Sister Yan as "collect the body."

Students who haven't finished their political homework: "..."

Can dying now catch up with reincarnation?

Everyone in Class [-] sat upright, and treated the thin "Comprehensive Test Paper for English Unit [-]" in front of you with the attitude of a normal exam.

After two classes, Sister Yan strode out contentedly with her fruitful results, and the classroom was immediately bombarded.

"Come on, I still have major political issues around me, and I'm going to die."

"Haha, I still have two more questions to finish."

"Why haven't you finished writing, it's too slow."

"..."

Gu Shen saw that he still had several pages of topics to write, and felt that his hand was going to break, "I can't finish writing, I can't finish writing."

Xu Ke glanced at him, and asked out of the friendship between the tablemates: "How much more?"

Gu Shen picked up his few blank pages, "No, there are still several pages."

Xu Ke: "...don't you read the questions?"

Gu Shen looked at Xu Ke: "What's wrong?"

Xu Ke sullenly said, "Didn't you see that I wrote an extra unit?"

After a while of silence, Gu Shen dropped the pen, "Fuck, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xu Ke sneered, "You don't have to blame anyone for having eyes and a brain?"

Gu Shen has never won a quarrel, so he can only choose to keep silent.

Gu Shen returned the homework to Xu Ke, and finally relaxed.This was the first time he felt overwhelmed, which was quite novel.

Strange to say, since he was at the same table with Xu Ke, he has more and more feelings that he has never experienced before, and these feelings tend to make people soft.

Gu Shen couldn't remember how many days he hadn't lost his temper, he just felt that he used to be in a bad mood every now and then, and it was easy to make a bad face.

What now?It is a good trend to be able to clearly feel yourself softening.

"At the same table, why do you always wear a shirt?" Gu Shen asked for no reason after his mind was empty, "Isn't it hot?"

Although it is early autumn, it is also late summer. The geographical location of Garden City determines that it is normal to wear short sleeves at this time.However, Gu Shen saw that Xu Ke had been wearing this white shirt every day since the beginning of school, and sometimes his back would be sweaty when he came back from lunch.

Xu Ke said perfunctorily with no expression: "I'm not hot, I told you I'm cold."

Are you cold?

Gu Shen didn't quite believe it.

But Xu Ke didn't ask if he didn't say anything, and said "oh" as an answer.

During the lunch break, for the first time in these days, Gu Shen collapsed without reading any writing questions.Maybe it was the biological clock, he woke up before the time came.

He glanced at his watch, there were still ten minutes before the end of get out of class, the classroom was completely down, and no one woke up.

Gu Shen leaned his head on the table, facing Xu Ke.When Xu Ke fell asleep, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Gu Shen's fingers really wanted to reach out to smooth his eyebrows, but Xu Ke quickly turned his face and pointed the back of his head at Gu Shen.

"..."

Gu Shen smiled and cursed.

The temperature was the highest at noon, and the front and rear air conditioners in the classroom were not blowing enough, especially for the students sitting in the middle.Gu Shen found a notebook to fan the wind, propping his head with one hand and shaking the notebook with the other.

Maybe it was too hot, Xu Ke's sleeve was unconsciously rolled up, Gu Shen fanned it, and his eyes fell on Xu Ke's right arm.

There was a long, long scar that snaked up from the elbow and disappeared into the invisible sleeve.The scar is old, but the scar is long and big, like a centipede growing on the hand, which is a little scary at first glance.

--Why do you always wear long sleeves, isn't it hot?

--I have a cold.

The body is ass cold.

Obviously to cover the wound.That's why I wear long sleeves in summer, so even if it's too hot, I still have to wear the shirt on my body.

At that moment, Gu Shen finally felt a feeling called heartache.

The author has something to say: The author's code word mental journey:

When I wrote 1000 words, I still have 2000, why are there so many?

When I reach 2000 words, I will stop writing after explaining this, and I don’t care if it reaches 3000.

When I reached 3000 words, damn it, I haven't finished explaining it yet.

Well, it’s like this almost every day. When I wrote 2000, I really, really didn’t want to code anymore. The last time I saw it, I coded 3000 every time.