Deskmate

Compared with other students, Li Huan's vacation time is much more boring. In the past, he could barely find Yu Xing to go out for a walk, but now it is basically impossible. The miserable Yu Xing is forced to make up lessons.

He was lying on his side on the bed bored, watching ghost movies, detesting the boring life.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yueze would send him a message: "Is Xueba here, can you come to your house?"

He cheered up all of a sudden, sat up in shock, and typed back: "Okay, why do you want to come all of a sudden?"

The person on the other side seemed to pause for a moment, "I can't write the dozens of test papers you left for me, what's wrong with coming to you, a top student, to listen to the lectures? Do you still need to charge money?" There was a hint of irritability in the whole tone, which can be seen How much hatred for the test paper.

Li Huan was typing while laughing, as if he thought of his bitter and bitter look, but he thought it was funny from the bottom of his heart, so he finally edited and sent it, "Is there still a place to find?"

On the other side, Yuan Yueze suspected that he was despising his IQ. He only came here at noon yesterday. He thought he was a pig and replied in a more graceful way, "I'm not so stupid that I can't even recognize the place."

I don't know what's going on, Li Huan's smile is always fascinating, just touched this point, the laughter can't be stopped, from human tremors to bed tremors, those who don't know think it's an earthquake, "I'm in my house Waiting for you at the door."

Yuan Yueze arrived at Li Huan's house soon, and saw him leaning against the black railing in front of the house at first sight, and greeted him: "Yo, I got my hair cut, Xueba."

"Yeah." Li Huan noticed that there were a few band-aids on his face and neck, and there was a little bruise at the corner of his mouth, which was particularly conspicuous. He frowned and asked, "What's the matter with the injury?"

Seeing him frowning, Yuan Yueze comforted him: "It's nothing, I fell down."

Hearing his explanation, Li Huan frowned even more, and gently touched the bruise with his hand, thinking that no one would get bruises from a fall, and there were still bruises on his face and neck, from being beaten.

His hands are cold, like holding a piece of ice, but his movements are very gentle and comfortable to touch, but the movements look like hooligans. Yuan Yueze joked: "Is it comfortable to touch? If you touch it again, you will be charged."

Li Huan withdrew his hand and turned his head in embarrassment, regretting that he shouldn't have touched it just now, but there was still a little touch in his hand.

Yuan Yueze forced the brown backpack into his hand, bypassing the topic, "Come on, let you touch my face, and get me a bag to pay off the debt."

Li Huan had no choice but to carry an extra bag in his hand, but he still helped him pick it up.

"When you are an oiran, it only takes a few minutes to get it, isn't it too cheap for you?" Li Huan also knew that he didn't want to bring up this matter, so he took this topic as a compliment to him.

"...Speaking well can you die? Xueba, who the hell gave me a bunch of test papers to waste my leisure time!"

"All right, all right, it's my fault, hurry up." Li Huan took him in like a child, and introduced him to Xiao Li: "My classmate, Yuan Yueze, is the tutor."

Yuan Yueze was more excited, and bowed a ninety-degree bow to her, "Well, hello, auntie, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

Xiao Li was half surprised that Li Huan would bring his classmates to visit his home, and half surprised that he could still meet his fans at home. Without a word, he took over the paper and pen, signed his name brushily, and showed a kind smile, "You are Xiao Huan's Classmate, eat an orange." Without any explanation, he handed the orange to him.

"Thank you, auntie." Yuan Yueze thanked obediently.

"Xiao Huan, take a look at him. He is more polite and more lovable than you. Learn more from him." Seeing the boy's well-behaved appearance, Xiao Li felt great maternal love, and suddenly hated his own child.

"Thank you for your compliment." After hearing these words, Li Huan was not angry, but calmly said these words, and led him upstairs.

Ever since, Yuan Yueze followed Li Huan to the room holding the oranges that hadn't been heated yet.

He took a look around: Li Huan's room was simpler than the dormitory, with a whitewashed wall, a desk next to the window, with a view of other scenery, and a bathroom, with the bookcase half-opened, and a label on the middle floor , each divided into its own, dabbled in a wide range of aspects, most of which he hadn't read, and not many familiar ones, it can be seen that Li Huan really likes reading, he praised in his heart: what a literary boy, by the way he peeled the orange.

A scent of oranges quickly filled the room. Li Huan watched him staring at the bookcase and said, "Write the test paper after eating the oranges."

He threw the orange peel into the trash can, ate it quickly, sat on the stool, and was about to pick up a pen to ask questions, but was interrupted: "Don't use the pen after eating the orange, it's dirty, go wash your hands." Pointing to the bathroom .

And cleanliness, man.

After washing my hands, I finally spread out a Chinese test paper, and asked one question after another according to the empty questions: "What are the four lines of opera?"

"Sheng, Dan, Jing, Ugly."

"Seven Ancient Capitals"

"Beijing, Xi'an, Luoyang, Kaifeng, Nanjing, Hangzhou, Anyang."

"What does Kyushu refer to"

"Ji, Yan, Qing, Jing, Yang, Liang, Yong, Xu, Yu."

Such a scene made Yuan Yueze dazed. A long time ago, he was blowing the cold wind like this, and he was doing crazy questions for his grades, endlessly. After so long, he still couldn't escape this circle, but he could answer fewer questions than before. .

Before I knew it, a piece of basic Chinese knowledge was written.

The test papers stacked next to him were blown down by the wind, and he hurriedly put together the loose papers, thinking about "worshiping" the way Xueba did the test papers, and opened them again.

The entire test paper filled all the gaps densely, and the analysis was written on the side with a red pen, and similar knowledge points were brought up. It is simply a knowledge analysis encyclopedia. It can be seen that the person who made the test is serious, which is different from his previous ones. Li Huan's approach in the test papers he saw was completely different, and he belonged to the type of teacher boasting.

Sometimes a master student may not necessarily be able to do better than others in the exam without being serious, but it is just that the hard work has not been shown in front of others.

Li Huan, who had just been praised, was playing with his mobile phone and saw him holding the test paper he had written before, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"You are quite good, you are really a master of learning." Yuan Yueze boasted.

"Thank you." It was the first time in Li Huan's life that he was praised for his grades. When his ears became hot, he knew that he was red without touching it. It was quite unusual.

Yuan Yueze went back and said goodbye to him.

Xiao Li went upstairs to look for him, and asked straight to the point: "You two have a good relationship, are you a couple?" She could feel that Li Huan's attitude towards him was different from everyone else's. As a mother, she was sometimes too sensitive.

Li Huan spoke incoherently and almost lost his ability to speak, "No, just friends."

Xiao Li shrugged, "Oh, why are you so nervous, as your mother, let me be curious and make up for the maternal love you lost, but if you want to fall in love, I'll do whatever you want, I'm already so annoying to you, I don't want to be more annoying."

The author has something to say: Xiao Li...she is a magical existence to Li Huan, she is like a minefield, you don't need to step on it and blow it up, but occasionally she secretly pokes and hopes that she will care more about him. After all, Still lacking in love... As for Yuan Yueze, he used to be considered a pseudo-scholar. The two families are different, and they are two extremes.