Sitting on 108 Alphas after wearing a book

Yan Huai is in Class 1 of Science, on the fifth floor.

When I was promoted to the third year of high school, I took a preliminary examination. According to the ranking, more than 1 people were divided into Class 2 and Class [-], and the rest of the classes remained unchanged.

I heard that Yan Huai was fished in at that time.

During the evening self-study, most of the students in Class 1 were immersed in writing questions, so quiet that there was only the sound of pens falling on the draft paper. Yan Huai turned over the last page of the book and finally finished the political textbook, thinking deeply.

"Someone is looking for you outside." When the classmate passed by, he whispered.

Yan Huai raised his head and saw Shi Yu huddled by the window, blinking at him.

"..."

A few seconds later, Yan Huai got up and left the classroom door.

Shi Yu held the exercise booklet in his hand, but he was not in a hurry to ask questions. Instead, he said, "I found out that you are the only one in the class who is not studying hard."

Yan Huai: "?"

Shi Yu pointed to the political books spread out on his desk: "What are you reading, don't you need to do the questions?"

"No need," Yan Huai said unexpectedly, "wasting time."

"..." Shi Yu looked very frustrated: "Then you teach me how to do the questions, wouldn't it be a waste of time."

The answer to this sentence was obvious. Yan Huai was about to speak, but stopped after thinking of something.

"Ask," he said.

Shi Yu couldn't be considered a smart and good student, Yan Huai even felt that his brain was different from ordinary people.

There wasn't a big problem with his memory. Yan Huai memorized all the formulas he had memorized the day before yesterday, but when solving problems, his train of thought was erratic, often the first half was normal, and the second half completely collapsed.

Sometimes it turns out to be right.

"Shi Yu," Yan Huai suddenly said while watching someone write, "I remember there is an office on your floor."

During evening self-study, you can go directly to the office to ask the teacher, instead of going to the fifth floor and lying on the railing of the corridor to write questions.

Shi Yu stopped writing.

"Our teacher has already given up on my treatment," Shi Yu said confidently, "And there are so many students going to the office, I can't get in line, you are more free."

Yan Huai's dark eyes quietly looked at the person in front of him: "What if I say I don't have time?"

Shi Yu struggled for a while, and compromised: "Then I'll add you on WeChat, and I'll send you the question directly, and you can reply to me when you're free."

Yan Huai: "."

Seeing him not speaking for a long time, he became more and more strange: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Huai's expression was also very strange. After a long time, he asked slowly: "What is WeChat?"

Shi Yu: "..."

Yan Huai - Shi Yu would like to call it a prehistoric human being, without WeChat, without a mobile phone, and the ridiculous thing is that he still doesn't know what these two things are.

So when he was tutoring on Sunday, Shi Yu gave him a newest mobile phone, and he thoughtfully applied for a card to buy online.

Yan Huai took the pure white mobile phone and looked at it over and over for a full minute before putting it into his pocket.

"Thank you," he said.

The more Shi looked at Yan Huai's appearance, the more certain he was in his guess.

Yan Huai should be a poor middle school student who was born in a remote mountainous area and came to the city alone to go to school.

"Go to my room." Shi Yu said: "My parents are not here, they went to eat, and they will come back later. My younger sister lives in the school."

Shi Yu's home is a small three-storey villa with low-key and elegant decoration, not too ostentatious, Yan Huai followed him upstairs to a small room.

The room is on the third floor. When you open the door, you can see a small bookshelf placed against the wall. There is a small green leather sofa next to the light-colored desk. A plush carpet is spread in the center. The light yellow bed at the end is next to the large floor-to-ceiling windows. , You can see the lights of people's houses dotted outside.

A very cozy and ordinary bedroom, not quite what Yan Huai expected.

He thought that Shi Yu would hang portraits of gangsters in the room. He heard that bad students nowadays like gangsters.

There were several books spread out under the lamp on the desk, and some formulas were written on them, Yan Huai glanced at them, but said nothing.

"Let's start." Shi Yu sat down, looked at him with his chin resting on his cheek, his eyelashes were long and curled up under the warm yellow light, "Teacher Yan."

Two hours later, Yan Huai was still sitting at the table, while a classmate who "loved learning" had already run away.

"I don't know how." Shi Yu hugged his head and ran into his bed, acting like an ostrich: "I won't write the title anymore, I'm going to die soon."

Yan Huai put down the red pen for correction, wanted to arrest him, but stopped after taking two steps.

——He is not used to getting too close to people.

Simply Shiyu lay on the bed for a while, got up listlessly, and returned to the table.

"Go ahead," said the young man on his last breath, "Speak slowly, my brain hurts."

Yan Huai: "Take some medicine."

Shi Yu opened his eyes wide: "Are you mocking me?"

Yan Huai: "...No, to be honest."

Even more ironic.

Shi Yu spent the three hours of the first tutoring day in agony. When Yan Huai packed his things and went downstairs, he happened to meet Shi Yu's parents coming home.

Shi's father was a serious-looking middle-aged man, while Shi Yu's mother was dressed elegantly and intellectually. When she saw a stranger coming down, she was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted and smiled slightly:

"Is it classmate Yan?"

Yan Huai didn't know how to answer, so he could only say, "Yes."

Shi Yu's mother said: "I heard from Xiao Yu that you are his new tutor. You have worked hard during this time. If you need anything, you can tell us."

Father Shi frowned and said, "Why didn't he come down to see you out? Is that how he entertained guests?"

It is rare for Yan Huai to speak for others: "Shi Yu is doing exercises on it. No need to send it off, the school is not far away, I will go back by myself."

On the way back to school, Yan Huai still carried the fruit and snacks from Shi Yu's family in his hand.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the flow of people on the street decreased. He stood for a while holding the plastic bag, then turned and looked quietly at Shi Yu's villa.

From this angle, you can see the lights on in the room on the third floor, and you can vaguely see figures dangling by the window.

Shi Yu really didn't do the questions well, and went straight to the bed.Yan Huai thought to himself.

He found the pure white mobile phone again, and briefly browsed the operation.

A clunky version of the terminal.

But still easy to get started.

Yan Huai clicked on the software called WeChat, and found that Shiyu had already registered it for him.And there is a new friend lying in the empty list, and there is a new message from 1 minute ago.

[Shi y: Teacher Yan, I'm suddenly sleepy, I'm going to bed first! ]

There was another rumor recently in the No. [-] Middle School that a certain gangster surnamed Shi had stalked the new god of learning in the third year of high school.

Not only did he force Xueshen to do his homework for him, but even worse, he asked Xueshen to come to his house on weekends.

What are you going to do at home?The students have different opinions.

Some people swear that they saw Yan Huai on the way home from school. At that time, he looked blank, indifferent, and walked slowly. He must have been treated as a sandbag by Shi Yu to vent his anger.

There are also people who have a whimsical idea, thinking that Shi Yu called Yan Huai to the house just to watch him write questions all night. After all, Shi Yu can't do the questions himself, so he has to torture those who can write the questions.

The strong evidence is Shi Yu's faint dark circles under his eyes during this time.

After the English class was over, the panda walked around from the front seat, tapped on the corner of Shi Yu's desk, and asked curiously, "What are you doing lately? Why do you sleep in class every day?"

Shi Yu was lying sideways on the textbook, opened half of his eyes when he heard this, and muttered softly: "It's not that exaggerated..."

It's just that English and Chinese classes have been squinted for a while.

Because these two subjects basically do not need to listen to lectures, relying on intuition and language sense can get quite high marks.

The panda moved his hands, took out a thin paper from under Shi Yu's arm, picked it up and looked at it for a long time, then asked incredulously, "Physics test paper?"

"You're not really that perverted, you just took the test paper home and asked someone else to do it for you." He said.

Shi became more and more sleepy, and couldn't hear what he was saying, so he hummed a few times.

In the past few days, Yan Huai was caught searching for answers on the Internet with his mobile phone. As punishment, Yan Huai sent him two more papers, and even sat next to him to supervise...

Shi Yu struggled with the wrong questions last night until two o'clock in the morning before falling asleep.

The panda chatted with him for a while, and saw that the teacher of the next class had already entered the classroom door, and hurried back to his seat.

And Shi Yu straightened his back, resting his head lazily, and was about to go under the table and take out his cell phone to send a message to Yan Huai, trying to reduce his homework next time, when he suddenly heard a ring on the table.

Mo Ye took a bottle of iced orange juice and put it on Shi Yu's notebook with a sulky face. The water vapor flowing from the bottle wet the paper.

Shi Yu glanced at him: "I'm not thirsty."

Mo Ye didn't look sideways, and his tone was not very good: "Xingshen, this class is chemistry."

The chemistry teacher in their class, nicknamed "Eight Eyes", can catch students' distracted moments in any corner, and punish them with accurate throwing of chalk heads, plus three nights of office test paper packages.

Shi Yu didn't respond, but found Mo Ye's WeChat and sent the money for the orange juice.

"Thanks." Shi Yu took the drink away, and accidentally touched a pile of notebooks that Mo Ye had piled up in front of the table, and half of the notebooks fell to the ground in an instant.

Shi Yu: "..."

The chemistry teacher on the stage took a look at this side, tapped the chalk, and signaled them to pick up things quickly, and class was about to begin.

"Sorry." Shi Yu said in a low voice, bent down to reach for the notebook, glanced over inadvertently, and paused for a few seconds on an open notebook, a little dazed.

Mo Ye's face changed, he pushed the table, made a harsh sound, and hurried around to pick up the things in front of his classmates and teachers.

Shi Yu got up and looked at him thoughtfully for a while.

"Are you writing a novel?"

Seeing the chemistry teacher began to write on the blackboard, Shi Yu lowered his voice and asked.

For some reason, Mo Ye's face was a little pale, his eyes were erratic, and it took him a long time before he said, "No, it's none of your business."

Shi Yu was speechless: "...then don't ask."

Just write it, Shi Yu's younger sister who is in junior high school is still writing "Those Years when the Campus Prince Crush Me in Love" in her diary, is it afraid that others will find it strange to write something these days.

It's just that Shi Yu felt a little puzzled, he just glanced over...

I always feel that I saw my name in the dense pile of words in Mo Ye's notebook.

Maybe it's an illusion.

After Yan Huai taught Shi Yu for two months, the third grade of high school ushered in only two weeks of winter vacation.

During the winter vacation, no accommodation is allowed. After the final exam, the students pack up their things in the classroom and go home.Shi Yu moved his things to the car, got into the car after saying hello to the panda, and shouted without raising his head, "Uncle Chen, I'll be here later..."

"What's it called?" Someone in the driver's seat turned his head and said helplessly, "You don't even recognize your own father?"

Shi Yu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Old Shi would come to pick him up by himself.

He vaguely remembered that the company should be quite busy during this time.

"How was the exam?" Lao Shi turned the steering wheel to avoid the crowded traffic while looking at his son in the rearview mirror.

Shi Yu sat obediently in the back seat of the car, put his hands on his knees, and accepted this soul torture: "I'm not sure."

Seeing that the old Shi's complexion was going to turn black, Shi Yu hastily added: "But it should be better than last time."

"Didn't you invite a classmate for more than two months to teach you?" When the old man saw his son's cowardly appearance, he actually wanted to laugh a little, but he held back and said with a sullen face: "I think that kid is very serious, but he doesn't like it." Know how much you listen to."

Shi Yu was coping with Lao Shi's question, while looking out of the window boredly, when passing a certain intersection, he suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Old Shi heard the words and slowed down the car: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yu frowned: "I seem to see someone I know, I'll go down and ask."

He seemed to see Yan Huai standing at the entrance of the long street.

A few minutes later, Shi Yu caught Yan Huai who was walking, and was a little puzzled: "Why don't you go home?"

As if Yan Huai didn't expect to meet Shi Yu here, he stopped in his tracks: "...I'm looking for it."

Time became more and more unclear, so: "What?"

Yan Huai looked up at the small rental advertisement posted on the street, and was silent for a long time before saying, "I'm looking for a house."

Shi Yu was shocked. After thinking about it, he asked tentatively, "Is your family out of town? Let me help you book a ticket to go back."

Yan Huai shook his head and stood there with his eyelashes downcast.

Just when he thought he didn't want to answer this question, Yan Huai spoke in a very calm tone: "There is no home."

Shi Yu: "...I'm sorry."

Yan Huai: "No need to apologize."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the alley, as if he was going to find a house to live in.Seeing this, Shi Yu followed two steps, and said directly: "Why don't you stay at my house, my dad is over there..."

Yan Huai said, "No, I have money."

Shi Yu was a little anxious: "It's not about money, this place is not safe to live in."

The streets and alleys were mixed with fish and dragons, and Shi Yu had already seen many strange people staring at Yan Huai just now.If everything else is left out, Yan Huai must be a rich man in the eyes of these people based on his appearance alone, and he is the kind who is easy to slaughter.

Yan Huai thought for a moment, and finally said, "I will pay you the rent by the day."

When Shi Yu took him back to the car, Lao Shi rolled down the window and glanced at Yan Huai, but didn't ask anything, and said, "Get in the car."

Shi Yu's mother was very happy about Yan Huai's arrival, and arranged for him a bedroom next to Shi Yu's, and told him to supervise and supervise Shi Yu to study more during the winter vacation.

Yan Huai: "Yes."

Shi Yu: "..."

I knew I wouldn't bring it back.

Yan Huai doesn't seem to have any family.

Shi Yu came to this conclusion through continuous observation for several days.

During the time he lived at home, Shi Yu had never seen him on the phone with anyone else, nor had he written a letter, nor had he taken the initiative to go out.Yan Huai seemed to have left this world. If Shi Yu hadn't been at the same school as him, he probably wouldn't have believed that there was such a person.

What he does most often is to stay quietly in the room, flipping through the books on the shelf.

But recently, Yan Huai has learned to surf the Internet again, and he can use a certain degree to search for things by himself, but he is not very skilled in operation, and often clicks into various small pornographic websites that are disguised as serious websites.

In just a few days, the computer in Yan Huai's room was infected with viruses thirteen times, and finally the screen was black and could not move.

Shi Yu had no choice but to let him come to his room to use the computer.

only……

Yan Huai clicked on a certain software with the mouse, stared at it for a while, and couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

Shi Yu was busy brushing the test papers, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and said without seeing clearly, "Network disk, it's used to save files."

Yan Huai: "You have stored a lot of pornographic videos."

Shi Yu: "..."

Nima, it was sent by Panda before, he put it in the network disk, and then forgot!

Yan Huai carefully looked at the covers of those videos, and concluded: "It's for men and women."

Shi Yu grasped the pen, in a dilemma, and the tips of his ears became hot all of a sudden.

Yan Huai's face remained unchanged, after looking at the video with the gaze of a stone, he turned to look at Shi Yu, who was fidgeting aside: "Do you like girls?"

"..." Shi Yu's embarrassment disappeared, and he began to be a little dazed: "Ah? Otherwise?"

Yan Huai pursed his lips, and asked slowly after a while: "Do you often watch pornographic videos?"

Shi Yu: "."

Shi Yu: "Please don't ask me this kind of question in such a serious tone."

Yan Huai: "That's what I see very often."

Shi Yu: "I didn't!!!"

Yan Huai nodded, then dragged the mouse, and under Shi Yu's gaze, he deleted all the videos and emptied the recycle bin.

"Sorry," he said, "I'm not very skilled, my hands are shaking."

Shi Yu: "..."

Obviously it was intentional! !