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Whether you are nervous or not, the final exam will not give you time for psychological construction. With the first ringing of the preparatory bell, the Chinese invigilator walks into the classroom.

Xu Yi originally only wanted Qi Luo to comfort him, so he said he was nervous, but when he saw the kraft paper bag in the invigilator's hand, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, and his heart beat a little faster.

He suddenly realized that he was really nervous.

Xu Yi was surprised by this discovery. One day he would be nervous about the exam?

This is simply amazing.

After the exam starts, you can't look to the side. Xu Yi subconsciously glanced to the left for the last time. The deskmate was looking out the window with one hand on his chin. As if he felt his gaze, he turned his face and the corners of his lips were shallow. A shallow bend, like melting spring water under the sunlight.

Although Xu Yi didn't say anything about this exam, he was actually looking forward to it in his heart. After all, he studied hard for a semester.

During the language test, he did not encounter any difficulties, which boosted his self-confidence a bit.

When Qi Luo asked him how he was doing in the exam, he even said confidently: "I think the score can be doubled this time!"

However, when the math papers were handed out in the afternoon, Xu Yi's eyes went dark as soon as he looked at the questions.

...Damn it, I forgot, this semester is all about junior high school knowledge.

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It always feels like just pulling off the cap of the pen and putting it back on again, in such a short blink of an eye, but the teacher is already collecting the papers for the English test, and the final exam is over.

The first semester of the second year of high school is over like this?Qi Luo was a little dazed, time flies so fast.

After the end of the final exam, there is still a week of classes before the holiday.

The day after the exam was Friday, the head teacher was a few minutes later than usual for the class meeting, and Han Jiayu was not there.

"Why is the teacher in charge late?" Zhao Siyuan turned around and guessed fearfully, "Is it because my score in the math test is too low that the teacher in charge fainted?"

"If you want to be dizzy, you will be dizzy from my anger." Xu Yi said calmly.

"That's right." After Zhao Siyuan answered the words, he realized who he had answered, shivered, and silently turned his head to hide.

It can be said that Zhao Siyuan said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive at No.1. As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the class was pushed open with a "click", and the class teacher walked in with a smile on his face.

Everyone was at a loss, and now that they didn't get any marks, why is the homeroom teacher so happy? Could it be that they had judged Qi Luo's paper in advance overnight, knowing that he got 750?

Wang Ying probably wanted to maintain a sense of mystery, so she didn't explain anything. She opened the door to the maximum and made a "please" gesture.

Then, accompanied by the chugging sound of hot wheels, Han Jiayu pushed a small trolley like that used in cafeterias into the classroom.

"Damn it." Qi Luo was amused, "What is the monitor doing?"

Not only him, but the whole class was amused. Now that the final exams are over and the grades haven't come yet, everyone is already in a relaxed mood, and they all speculate about what is hidden in the cart.

"It's winter vacation homework." Zhao Siyuan said firmly, "Blind box opens winter vacation homework, surprise or not?"

"It makes sense!" Qi Luo thought deeply, "Maybe this year's winter vacation homework layout is particularly good and the topic selection is incisive, let us all appreciate it."

Xu Yi: "..."

No one appreciates this kind of stuff!

Han Jiayu pushed the trolley and stopped in front of the podium. The head teacher came over and lifted the lid on the trolley. When the lid was taken off, the students all exclaimed in unison.

There was a big cake on the trolley.

The cake is white as a whole, with exquisite cream decorations. The front is a classroom pattern drawn with cream and jam. Outside the window is the blue sky and white clouds, with wild geese flying by. Some of the students in the room are reading and some are talking, looking very happy up.

The painting takes up about three-quarters of the cake, and the remaining quarter has a large "50" written in chocolate sauce.

Han Jiayu returned to his seat, Wang Ying stood on the edge of the cake and clapped her hands twice, and the whispering students in the class fell silent.

"Students, the first semester of the second year of high school is about to end." Wang Ying said, "This means that half of your high school career has passed, that is, 50%."

"I feel very lucky to be able to meet you who are in the blooming season and become a part of your youthful memories. I also hope that you understand that the three years of high school are the best three years and the most critical three years."

Wang Ying paused, and pointed to the cake beside her: "This cake is a commemoration, it marks the midpoint of your high school life, in the next year and a half, I hope you will continue to work hard as you did in the past year and a half. Study, love life, look back on youth, have no regrets.”

What Wang Ying said was not very serious, but Qi Luo felt like crying when he heard it.

The classmates around him are authorities, and they may not know how to cherish the precious life of high school, but Qi Luo once died once, and once lay in the hospital bed, he envied the normal campus life. Now he can run and jump, and has a class he likes very much. In the collective, there are teachers who care about the students, and a few very good friends.

He deeply understands that what he is in is the world he dreams of.

Qi Luo was the first to applaud. He didn't dare to continue to look at these people in the class. He was afraid that he would really cry, so he turned his gaze out of the window.

The classmates in the class also applauded. Xu Yi turned his head, gave Qi Luo a tender look, and clapped several times in cooperation.

Before cutting the cake, Zhang Ze yelled "Take a photo!", so Wang Ying went outside and grabbed a passing classmate and asked him to come in to help take a group photo. The classmates bent over, and the whole class stood in a big, hugging circle.

"3, 2,..."

"Hey, hey, I can't stand anymore!" Qi Luo stood on the outermost row of the highest row on the podium, his body bent sideways a lot, and he stood on one foot for fun, dangling like a small bamboo pole , I lost my balance and fell into the crowd.

Next to him, Xu Yi stretched out his left hand to support his arm, and Qi Luo rubbed his face against Xu Yi's shoulder, finally getting rid of the force of falling.

Xu Yi turned his head and glanced at him: "Do you think you are stupid?"

"—1!"

It was too late to stand up straight, Qi Luo leaned on Xu Yi's shoulder, smiled and made a V to the camera.

Wang Ying cuts the cake and distributes it to everyone according to the seat. Some people are eager to try to paste the cream, but no matter how big the cake is, it is divided into 60 yuan, and there is only a little left for everyone. Everyone concentrates on eating, and no one has time to do it. thing.

After school, Xu Yi and the others went to play ball again, while Qi Luo was still the same, doing a few questions in the past.

After finishing the questions, he took out his mobile phone while packing his things, checked the news, and saw at a glance that the local WeChat life account recommended several newly opened bookstores.

Qi Luo opened it and saw that, by coincidence, there was a newly opened Sanlian on the street behind the school.

Qi Luo likes visiting bookstores quite a bit, so he immediately decided to googling Xu Yi and take a stroll around the bookstore first.

He sent Xu Yi a WeChat message, saying that he would go to the bookstore first, and he would see the news after Xu Yi finished playing, and then went to the bookstore in a particularly good mood.

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The bookstore is on a street behind the school. In the past, there was only one small alley, which was a small tree-lined street. There were back doors of shops on both sides of the street, and there were no people there.

Qi Luo was walking, when someone behind him suddenly shouted: "Hey! Are you from No. [-] Middle School!"

"Yes." Qi Luo heard the voice, stopped and looked back: "What..."

When he saw the person standing behind him clearly, Qi Luo's pupils trembled, and the unspoken "thing" stuck in his throat, and he instinctively took a step back.

There were three people in the group that stopped him just now, the one at the head had fiery red hair and an angry face.

Even though they met only once, Qi Luo recognized instantly that this person was one of the gangsters who threatened Wang Xinru in the small street behind Bar Street.

Qi Luo's head buzzed, this place is far away from the bar street, why did these people appear here, do they insist on pestering Wang Xinru?

But immediately, Qi Luo realized that the biggest problem now was not that Hongmao came to find Wang Xinru, but that he himself was in trouble.

Of course, Red Hair and the others couldn't recognize him. They didn't know who the person who called the police that day was.

But when Qi Luo took a subconscious step back just now, it obviously aroused Hongmao's interest.

"What are you afraid of?" Hong Mao squinted at Qi Luo, "I'm scary?"

"No." Qi Luo tried to calm himself down, even though his heart was beating wildly, "I'm not afraid."

Hongmao sneered, and suddenly approached Qi Luo with a big stride: "Aren't you afraid? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Qi Luo gritted his teeth and tried his best to meet Hong Mao's gaze.

What to do now?

Hongmao was obviously here to find fault, and this man was a mad dog who would bite anyone he saw. Now, it was obvious that he was also included in the scope of finding fault by Hongmao.

Qi Luo's first reaction was to run, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he couldn't run away. There were three people in front of him, and he was very weak. If he called for help, he might be dragged into the alley and beaten.

Texting like last time?It also feels too late.

The red hair looked at Qi Luo's expression. He didn't expect that Qi Luo was the one who called the police before. Originally, he just wanted to ask the student if he knew where Wang Xinru was.

But now, the face of the student in front of him gave him a feeling that he wanted to bully him.

That clean, delicate and docile appearance, as well as the stubbornness and the fear that can't be hidden even though he doesn't admit it, are very similar to Wang Xinru.

It makes people want to see what it looks like when such a noble top student is crying and begging for mercy with these "social scum".

"Let's do this." Hong Mao became interested and grinned, "Kneel down and apologize to grandpa, and grandpa will let you go."

Qi Luo didn't speak.

I'm afraid he must be afraid, his force value is too far behind the red-haired group, Qi Luo knew after the last time they met each other, these people really dare to play tricks, the most important thing now is to protect their own lives Safety.

But kneeling down and calling grandpa, Qi Luo didn't want to do such a thing anyway, especially if the other party was red-haired, it was too shameful.

"Don't want to?" Seeing that Qi Luo didn't respond for a long time, Hong Mao smiled coldly, "Xiao Hei, he doesn't want to, you come and teach him."

The short fat man behind Hong Mao responded, rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked in front of Qi Luo.

Qi Luo took another step back, Xiao Hei leaned forward to grab him, but he dodged.

As soon as he missed it, Xiao Hei's face showed a fierce look, and he wanted to grab his arm again with a smirk. Qi Luo knew that he would suffer a lot if he continued to fight like this, so he already had some calculations in his heart.

When Xiao Hei got closer, he threw his schoolbag on the opponent's head, and then ran out while calling for help.

I didn't want to run just now because I was afraid of angering them and being caught, but now that this is the case, let's go to the bottom of the boat.

At worst, he will be punched a few times, and when someone is alarmed by his shout and finds him, he should be fine.

Qi Luo gritted his teeth, and took the schoolbag off his right shoulder a little, just waiting for Xiao Hei to grab it, and then he swung the schoolbag over.

At this critical moment, he suddenly heard a muffled "bang".

The sound of the stick hitting the flesh hard sounded like a frightening sound.

Xiao Hei's hand stopped, and Qi Luo also froze.

The two of them looked over together, and at the same time they saw the red hair falling down with a bang like a puppet with its strings broken.

The setting sun was suddenly dazzling, Qi Luo raised his hand to cover his eyes, and only then did he see the figure standing behind the red hair clearly.

Most of Xu Yi was hidden in the shadows, and only his tall and thin silhouette could be seen clearly in the setting sun. He was holding a wooden board in his hand, and his whole body exuded a cold and sharp murderous aura like a sheathed sword.

Xiao Hei took a step back subconsciously, and stepped on a dead branch on the ground with a "click".

Xu Yi looked over with a blank face, his eyes reflected blood like the setting sun, and his eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all.