Deskmate

Li Huan is a real person. The teacher said that if he wanted tutoring, he would do it. Since the evening self-study, he has been dragging him to tutoring, and analyzed the mistakes in the test paper. Most of the questions are blank, just looking at the words can make people happy, and the content can make the questions mad.

Yuan Yueze didn't care about these, his slender fingers were turning the pen, his long eyelashes were drooping, he seemed to be staring at the test paper, but he was actually in a daze.

Judging from his appearance, he is a sunny person, and he is quite attractive with a casual smile.

The extremely black hair reflected under the light, shining brightly.

"Have you practiced calligraphy before?"

"Practiced...for a while."

Sure enough, Li Huan nodded, with a pair of low-prescription gold-rimmed glasses on his straight nose, adding a touch of elegance, holding a red pen in his right hand, and writing these things on the test paper in a slightly scribbled cursive script.

Finally, he threw away the pen, and filled in the correct answers on the large blank test papers.This kind of test paper full of basic questions is generally not taught by other subject teachers except Mr. Yang. They directly ask the class representatives to copy the answers on the blackboard and let them answer the answers themselves. Yuan Yueze is a lazy cancer. I don't even bother to copy the answers.

His light eyes fell on his test paper, and his heart suddenly moved, and he strongly felt the difference between Xueba and himself.

Li Huan gave him a very different feeling at this time, as if... his whole body was glowing.

This Xueba is really not good at all.

"Your foundation is weak, and it's a lot worse than ordinary classmates. A bunch of poems in the Chinese test are basically compiled now. It's really not worthwhile to deduct points for dictation. I don't ask you to go to the sky, but start to endorse from today. , as much as you can make up."

"..." Desperate, he couldn't speak, and his mind was filled with only one thought, "What poems did you have to recite before?"

As if seeing his embarrassment, Li Huan said, "I'll make a copy for you tomorrow."

The halo of being a master of learning seems to hang over Li Huan's head. The gap between people is too great. He watched a dozen of five and three test papers in front of him. In the middle of it, the shadow was buried, it was like suffering from PTSD, my heart was trembling, and I asked tremblingly: "I wrote this stack of test papers"

"Yes, some basic papers. Don't worry, if you don't write today, listen to my lecture."

Yuan. Xianyu. Yueze just wants to hit the wall at this moment. Letting a scumbag listen to a class is probably equivalent to being a clean freak. A black pen is forced to start listening to the questions. Usually, I can’t wait until one o’clock in the morning. The first time I didn’t arrive Want to doze off at ten o'clock.

His head was like a chicken pecking at the rice. It went up and down in a rhythmic way. When he was sleepy, he was woken up by a stick—it was a temporary stick rolled up in a book, and it was as powerful as a real stick.

At the beginning, I had a headache, felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, and my mind wandering could fill an entire earth. Later, it became less noisy. Although I was not calm, I could still listen to it a little bit.Of course, just listen to it a little bit.

It's a bit embarrassing to let a top student stay up late with him to work overtime and study.

Long way to go...

The class is boring, but the lecturer is not so boring. Li Huan's voice is a bit deep, especially when he speaks some key points, he subconsciously rereads a little bit, which makes his heart tremble every time he hears it.

The voice is really nice... It's another blow to the head, so it's useless for him.

At 11:30, he finally finished talking.Turn on the phone, "Did I promise you to send my mom's WeChat today?"

Yuan Yueze woke up for a moment, because the movement was too big, he almost didn't even bring a stool to have an intimate contact with the earth, and leaned beside him to watch the idol's WeChat.

"I have a classmate who likes you very much and wants to add you on WeChat, okay?"

"When will you have the leisure to take care of this, please send it."

"It's done." He said, "Let me tell you in advance, my mother usually doesn't have time to reply, and it's normal that I can't get back to you sometimes."

He nodded frantically, and started to search the WeChat account, even the displeasure of attending the class at the beginning was wiped out. He was afraid that he would suffer from insomnia tonight, so he complained silently.

"So why do you like my mother?" He asked suddenly, and took off his school uniform jacket, which was a white T-shirt. Li Huan was tall and long-legged, and the boy's exceptionally superior figure was undoubtedly revealed.

The profile of his face is smooth, and the protruding Adam's apple rolls. Yuan Yueze is finally sure where the familiarity of this face comes from. From the profile, Li Huan and Xiao Li are exactly the same.

"I saw a movie of hers a long time ago. I didn't remember any plots. I only remembered her face. It was really beautiful. Later, I gradually got to know her. I feel that I like her very much. It's a pity. , The marriage is bumpy." Yuan Yueze replied, and felt that he was discussing his mother's marriage in front of his son, and added a sentence without thinking, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? It's just their mess." Li Huan walked into the bathroom and left a sentence:

"It was their fault, and it has nothing to do with anyone. Of course, I am also the fruit of their ridiculous love."

"That's not necessarily true, you don't count...at least you are quite likable." Yuan Yueze said sincerely.

Li Huan in the bathroom couldn't hear it very clearly, but he still smiled.

This person is very cute.