Deskmate

It was Lin Yu's big mouth again. I don't know how long he had been blocking the door and listening. The next day, almost every student in the classroom knew about Li Huan's birthday. Those who were familiar with him came forward and asked if they were It's not his birthday on January [-]. After getting the correct answer, he said that he would celebrate his birthday. If he had no other choice, he agreed to it. Anyway, it was a matter of how many people there were.

January [-]nd is just the second day of the holiday, and indeed quite a few people have time.

Yu Xing also came to join in the fun, and asked for a stool to sit next to Qin Li, "Hey, brother Huan, hasn't it been a long time since your birthday? Am I really your buddy? I didn't know that you opened a new rule this year. "

Li Huan, who was driven away from the shelves, did not expect so many people to celebrate his birthday in his lifetime. He told Yuan Yueze before and asked about it, and then he wanted to give gifts to play after he found out. How could he refuse? He bit the bullet and accepted. Then, it developed into this situation, "It's just a new regulation occasionally, you can come if you want."

What Yu Xing was waiting for was this sentence, and he clapped his hands, "Oh, I can finally get rid of my mother's food for a while." Yu's mother used to cook fairly well, but recently she became obsessed with dark cooking. , The power is comparable to biochemical weapons. Li Huan tried it once at his house before, and he reluctantly ate it so as not to hurt his self-esteem.

"Is Auntie at home recently?"

Li Huan nodded, not knowing how to explain the evil wind drawn by Xiao Li who was inexplicably loving his mother.

Qin Li glanced at Yu Xing who was not in a good mood, then turned around and asked, "Hey, Li Huan, do you want any presents?"

"No." Li Huan, who came to the answer decisively, said, "You can just give the gift as you see it."

"Then the scope is too wide." The sports committee was dissatisfied with this answer, and complained, seeing Yuan Yueze who was indifferent, glanced at his test paper and then moved away, "Brother Yuan, what do you think you are giving?"

Yuan Yueze, who was named, put down the pen in his hand, folded his arms and smiled mysteriously, "You guys should find another way for this thing, it's meaningless to say the gift, besides, I have already given it."

The few students who were confused didn't know which direction to think. Qin Li's eyes lit up and she asked, "What did you send, tell us for our reference."

"I tell you, it's impossible." Yuan Yueze then picked up the pen and ignored people.

"Huh——" Qin Li didn't feel moved by this person, and didn't say anything. Looking at the same test papers on the two of them's desks, she felt that she had stumbled. up.She thought bitterly, regretting that she didn't have the literary talent to write hundreds of thousands of words.

Simply!Thinking angrily, the face is still harmonious, not letting go of any details that can be knocked down, looking for candy with an [-]x mirror, the daily life of these two people is sweet but very plain, and they have a kind of sweetness when they say it is not sweet. Pink bubbles.And for some reason, she always felt that the details of these two people were a bit ambiguous, something could happen.

Although chatter is chatter, the pleasure brought by the holiday is still not lacking. No matter when and where it belongs to the holiday, it is the most exciting thing that makes people want to cheer, even if it has been a long time away.

Yu Xing originally wanted to talk nonsense, but unfortunately the English teacher had to occupy their afternoon and noon time for the exam, which was completely ruthless crushing on the students. Before he left, he complained to Li Huan, and then hurried back to deal with the urgent take an exam.

Qin Li and the sports committee also moved back. Yuan Yueze had no big problem writing the questions, and then he took it to the side and handed a red pen by the way, as if waiting for the results.

He was busy chatting with others just now, and he only wrote half of the test paper, folded it and put it aside, Yuan Yueze couldn't complain about his obsessive-compulsive habit, every time there was something paper that couldn't be read right away, he would always get used to folding it stand up.

Accelerated the speed of writing test papers.

Exams are indispensable for other classes, and so is their class. The chemistry teacher walked in, and his half-bald head was always the biggest highlight. After the test papers were distributed, most of the students didn't expect this, and found a black pen and 2B pencil from their pockets in dejection.

I hope a Taoist priest will take this damned little fairy, it's really fatal.

He took the test paper and passed it to the back, handling it lightly, because the fountain pen was out of ink, he took a refill from the table, put it on before writing his name, and began to fill in the answer on the answer sheet, unexpectedly more difficult , which belongs to the promotion roll, and the foundation is not laid well and it goes directly to the street.

Most of the students began to complain in their hearts, intuiting that they were going to be cold, Yuan Yueze had nothing to complain about, but in his mind he was playing 360 five degrees crazily and he was going to die. Although he had studied for so many days, freezing three feet was not a day's cold, familiar Fill in the crazy ones, and write the unfamiliar ones based on feeling. The bragging before was broken on the spot. He covered his face frantically and sneaked a glance at Li Huan.

Just in time to meet Li Huan, who was looking back, the power went out briefly in his mind, "Pa Ji" slipped his hand, the pen fell to the ground and died in honor, and a long horizontal line was drawn on the test paper. Even more uncomfortable.

This scene seems very familiar, and the last test paper was so useless.

Li Huan sighed, feeling that all the sighs in this life were spent on one person. He dug out an old pen that had not been used for a long time from the table. this penalty.

Yuan Yueze took the pen in a temperless manner, seeing his expression of wanting to laugh but holding back, he couldn't say anything, he could only have face-to-face soul communication with the cross-marked test paper, very helpless.

The author has something to say: NO.13 is going to school, sorry, I may come back to update on weekends, it depends on the situation, let me save a few manuscripts (no)