four o'clock

The end of get out of class was coming soon, Li Song was thinking about the chemistry paper, a little absent-minded.

It can be seen from this paper that Wen Yuzhi tried his best to answer it, and filled it out seriously, but it is obvious that he is not good at this subject, and he can even make mistakes in the most basic acid-base rankings, with hesitant brushstrokes, and even Also changed several times.

He frowned and read the paper, completely unaware that the class fell silent, and the teacher above did not speak.

Wen Yuzhi poked Li Song's arm, and Li Song came back to his senses and turned to look at him.

Wen Yuji pointed to the podium again.

Li Song: "?"

Li Song: "..."

Everyone in the class was looking at him, including the bald male teacher with glasses.

The chemistry teacher showed displeasure on his face, but he didn't directly criticize him. He even smiled and teased in a very relaxed tone: "You have to attend class even if you are handsome."

He changed his voice and continued: "You have to pay attention to the lectures. They are well-born and come from a big city. You can't compare with them. You still have to study hard and take the college entrance examination honestly."

After speaking, he took a look at Li Song from under his eyelids, and that look made Li Song feel uncomfortable, as if he was stared at by a mouse in the dark.

The tone of yin and yang was strange, and the whole class was silent.

But this is obviously not the attitude of a normal teacher. From a young age, this will make students reject this subject. When he grows up, he was first dismissed by the teacher when he first came to this class. What he said obviously separated him from the students in the whole class, and there would be gaps in getting along with them in the future.

Most of all, he doesn't remember offending him.

Li Song frowned, didn't stand up, and leaned back, no emotion could be heard in his cold voice: "What's the matter with you?"

The class became even quieter.

The chemistry teacher was about to continue teaching the paper when he heard this and raised his head again.

He froze for a while, as if he didn't react, but soon, he narrowed his eyes, looked around in the silent class, and finally looked at him. He was silent for at least three seconds, as if he was thinking about something, but there was still a smile on his face. With a smile: "I want you to answer a question."

Li Song praised and raised his chin: "Say."

Chemistry teacher:"……"

The chemistry teacher's face was cloudy, and the whole class didn't dare to look up. He read it several times, then suddenly dropped the paper and said angrily, "I can't take this class, I can't take it!"

His mood changed too quickly, Li Song frowned, raised his lips mockingly, and said, "Then I will answer you, whether I passed the college entrance examination or not has nothing to do with what I look like, where my family is, before you speak— "

He held the hand of Wen Yuji who was pulling his sleeve with his left hand, nodded to the teacher on the podium with his right hand, and said, "Use your brain first."

Quiet, deadly quiet.

The chemistry teacher slammed the door and went out, dropping the chalk box of their class before leaving.

The whole class was silent for a few seconds, and the collective boiled.

The two boys at the front table turned their heads and gave him a thumbs up without saying a word. Everyone was looking at this corner and said in a hurry: "That's awesome, brother, we have seen that pervert with yin and yang for a long time. It's pleasing to the eye."

The boy in front seemed to be deeply abused, and said unbearably, "He's a psychopath, and he likes to make small reports. I'm going to annoy him to death."

Wen Yu sent the boy wearing glasses in front of him, slowly lifted the frame, and complained: "Just because I said something back, he asked the class teacher to find my mother, and paid thousands of tuition fees to him. That’s why I stopped pissing me off in class.”

There was a girl in front leaning over the table and leaning back, hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you have to be careful, students, you are hard to guard against those little shoes."

Li Song: "..."

He suspected that Wen Yuzhi's chemistry results had something to do with him, so he just nodded to them and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

He is indeed incompatible with this place, for example, his etiquette.

He is used to saying "hello" and "thank you" on his lips. When talking to people, even if he is careless, he still gives enough respect. , Such a reaction will give people a natural good impression. For example, at this moment, the students in front want to talk to him even more, but fortunately, the bell rang for the end of class.

get out of class ends at 11:30 at noon, with an hour and a half break in the middle, and class starts at [-] pm.

Wen Yuji's home is only 10 minutes away from the school. Wen Yuji is in a good mood today, away from the crowd, humming a song while walking.

Li Song thought it was funny, seeing no one was around, he went to hold his hand and said, "Why are you so happy?"

Wen Yuji was led by him, took a step towards him, and said, "You are so handsome."

Li Song: "..."

Wen Yuji tilted his head and smiled at him: "You are so handsome!"

Li Song laughed: "You don't like him?"

Wen Yuji wrinkled his nose and said, "Who would a normal person like him..."

Li Song wanted to ask him about his chemistry grades, but Wen Yuji had already opened his mouth: "I was not very interested in chemistry at first, and I didn't listen well when my grandfather taught me. Later... when I was in high school, I want to study hard, but I don't like Li Jun's class..."

The two chinchillas at the entrance of the courtyard are cute, smiling in the sun, as if they are welcoming the owner home. Next to the chinchillas, someone put up a sign with crooked words: Do not touch domestic cats.

Wen Yu paused for a while before saying with a smile, "It should be written by a kid nearby."

Li Song inexplicably felt warm in his heart, unlocked the door, and said softly, "It's very cute."

He paused, then continued: "You don't like his class, why?"

Wen Yu sent her mouth curled: "Because he always makes me stand up and answer questions, one after another, until I can't answer, and then makes me stand as a punishment."

Li Song frowned, and asked uncertainly: "Socrates' midwife technique?"

Socrates’ midwife technique is his method of seeking general knowledge. It means that in the process of talking with students, he does not directly tell him what the students should know, but reveals it through discussion, question and answer or even debate. The contradictions of the other party are always there, so as to guide the students themselves to finally get the correct answer.

Wen Yu took off his coat and went into the kitchen, saying, "It's not that tight, he just wanted to embarrass me, I promise."

Li Song watched him take out the eggplant and tofu, guessing the delicacies that he might have for lunch today.

Wen Yuji also took out the minced meat from the refrigerator, cut the eggplant into strips, and cut the tofu into small pieces of five centimeters square, and continued: "He is used to belittling students as useless in front of others, so he finds his own satisfaction. I don’t like him, he always talks about my grandparents, saying that I’m sorry for my grandpa in this way, and I’m sorry for my grandma in that way.”

Fuck!

Wen Yuji had a deep affection for the two old men, and he actually punished them so much in front of the whole class.

What's more, Wen Yuji himself has a serious social barrier, so...

Li Song: "Why is he like this?"

Wen Yuji fried the eggplant and tofu in a pan, flipped them over with chopsticks from time to time, and said, "I didn't know at first, but then the class teacher told me in private that I was the only one in the class who didn't make up lessons with them."

Li Song: "..."

What kind of weird reason is this?

Wen Yu sent: "The head teacher advised me to go to them to make up lessons, saying that my grades are not good, and if I don't want to follow the big class, I can tutor alone."

Li Song: "What about the fee?"

Wen Yuji took out the fried tofu and put it in the bottom of the casserole, and put the eggplant on top of the tofu.

Pour the minced meat into the frying pan and stir-fry. After thinking for a while, he said, "A year ago, it was two hundred for an hour and a half. Now it has increased."

Li Song: "..."

Wen Yushou is not short of money, he has the legacy left to him by his parents and grandparents, but he doesn't make any money, and there is no need to make up lessons that are completely useless to him in order to please the teacher.

What's more, this price is nothing in Shanghai, but in this small city, it is almost equivalent to two to three days' salary of an ordinary person.

The minced meat was fried until it changed color, and Wen Yu sent it with bean paste and minced green onion and garlic and stir-fried. The aroma overflowed instantly, and Li Song's stomach started to growl even after he hadn't eaten anything in the morning.

Wen Yuji quickly added salt, light soy sauce, oyster sauce and other seasonings, stir-fried, added a little water, then poured it into a small pot with eggplant and tofu, covered the pot and simmered.

Li Song brewed the honey grapefruit tea made by Wen Yuji, took a sip, frowned and asked, "Do other students do the same?"

Wen Yuji tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not really... I'm easier to bully."

Li Song was so distressed, he said: "You are not easy to bully, only I can bully you."

Wen Yuji took out the meal that was heated in the microwave, and smiled softly at him: "I only let you bully me."

Li Song wanted to hug him again, but he couldn't do it right now. Wen Yuji put the rice on the coffee table covered with a dandelion tablecloth, went to the refrigerator to get the chili sauce that Grandma Wang brought over for bibimbap, and said : "In the future, I will make breakfast before going to bed at night. You can heat it in the microwave in the morning, so you don't have to starve."

Li Song bent his lips in response.

The chili sauce was in the jar, Wen Yuji dug out some with a spoon, handed the spoon to him, and said, "Taste it."

It smells really good, it should be made with fresh chili.

He licked it, and the fresh spicy taste instantly spread on the tip of his tongue. It is not particularly spicy, but very refreshing, and it can be eaten directly with rice.

Li Song rolled his eyes and said, "It's delicious."

Wen Yu sent: "Of course, Grandma Wang is a master at making this, and it costs a lot of money to sell it in supermarkets."

Wen Yu sent the big jar back to the refrigerator, and smiled: "Of course, only Uncle Ge's sells it."

Li Song took a sip of honey citron tea and said, "If it is sold, it will be very popular."

Wen Yuji ran into the kitchen, took out the eggplant, tofu, and minced meat from the casserole, sprinkled green onion and millet on top, put the wooden tray in front of Li Song, and said: "She won't sell it, eat it!" .”

The tofu is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the soup flows out after a bite. The meat is fragrant and the sauce is rich. It really can't be more appetizing when served with rice.

Li Song felt that he liked eating too much recently.

Wen Yuji bit her chopsticks and said, "That's the little yellow duck, I want that."

Li Song took a look, it was Xu Sheng again.

How much does he like this girl...

Li Song lowered his eyes and said lightly, "If you like her, I can ask you for an autograph."

Wen Yu sent: "Huh?"

Wen Yuji came to his senses, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it possible?"

Li Song: "..."

He took a sip of grapefruit tea, looked up at him, and said, "Do you know what kind of reaction a solution with a pH of less than 7 on a pH test paper will show at room temperature?"

Wen Yuji didn't know why the topic changed here, and answered honestly: "Acid reaction."

Li Song lowered his eyes and continued to eat, saying, "My pH is between 6-7 now."

Wen Yu sent: "?"

Wen Yuji couldn't help but smile, he leaned over to look at Li Song, and said with a smile, "It's a weak acid reaction, can it turn purple litmus red?"

Li Song didn't speak, as if he only cared about eating.

Wen Yuji was so sweet in his heart, he put down the chopsticks, lay on his lap, raised his eyes to look at him, and teased, "Will you?"

Li Song still didn't speak, his cold and handsome face was full of unhappiness.

Wen Yu sent clean cherry blossom eyes to look at him, showing undisguised dependence, and he said: "I like you."

Li Song was startled, his dark eyes finally looked at him.

Wen Yuji stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "I like it better than sleeping late in the morning in winter."

If so, you must really like it.

He is really too sweet, an angel passing by the world must look like Wen Yuzhi.