Paranoid academic gods are always poor

The tip of the pen brushed across the test paper, and there was a rustling outside the window.

It's raining again, and it's raining and cloudy as it approaches Qingming. The clouds are heavy and the sun hasn't been seen for several days, and the classroom is also in a downturn.

"All of you cheer me up! How many times have I told you not to study when you go back at night and have a good rest, but some people don't listen. I heard that there are still people who study at three or four o'clock in the morning. Are you sleepy..."

Lao Wang was nagging earnestly on the podium, never thinking that he would one day persuade his students not to over-study.

When the class was over, more than half of the classroom was down, only the people in the corner were still writing, as if they were in an independent and quiet space, and the outside voices did not disturb him.Lao Wang was very relieved, "You can learn more from Song Ye. Only when you have a good rest at night will you be full of energy during the day."

Someone interrupted, "Teacher, Song is the one who sleeps at three or four o'clock at night..."

Pharaoh: "..."

Song Ye's behavior has been going on for almost a month. He is studying hard in the classroom and posting questions on Moments in the early morning.This deeply stimulated the others, and everyone seemed to be catching up because the hours of studying every day rolled up, even the last one in the grade could do it, why couldn't they?

After staying up for a few nights, they found that they really couldn't do it. At this moment, they were lying on the desk in a daze. They just wanted to ask Song Ye how he managed to practice immortality every day without showing any signs of fatigue.

Zhao Jingming could probably guess what was going on. Seeing Song Ye turn a deaf ear to Lao Wang's words and solve the problem extremely seriously, he looked at the vacant seat next to him, hesitated to speak, and asked carefully after careful consideration:

"Is Brother Pei still coming back for the monthly exam?"

In fact, Zhao Jingming wanted to ask if brother Pei would come back to take the college entrance examination, but seeing Song Ye's expression, he swallowed his words.

Song Ye was suddenly in a daze, and the pen drew a mark on the test paper. He hadn't received a message from Pei Hanmo for several days. It seemed that after returning to Pei Hanmo's house, the other party became busier.

Song Ye has been suffering from insomnia these days, so he can only get up in the middle of the night to do the quizzes to ease his lovesickness. Before he knew it, he hadn't seen Pei Hanmo for a month?

"I do not know."

I don't know if he will come back, I don't know when he will come back.

Zhao Jingming swiped his phone, his face full of disbelief, "Someone actually said Brother Pei is a hidden rich second generation? That's outrageous!"

I don't know who posted a picture of a luxury car and Pei Hanmo's back on the Internet. Everyone speculated that Pei Hanmo came to a small county to experience life, and now he was taken back to a big city to inherit the family business. It seemed that he didn't have to come back for the college entrance examination.

"How can there be a rich second-generation work-study program?" Zhao Jingming couldn't help complaining, and then asked curiously, "So what happened to Brother Pei's family? You haven't come back to class for so long."

Song Ye didn't know what he was thinking, so he said absently, "Busy fighting for the family property."

"..."

The day before the monthly exam, even Ji Shaoyu couldn't help asking again, and when he got a negative answer, he showed a frustrated expression. Zhao Jingming felt strange, "Brother Pei is not here, don't you have a chance to get the first grade? Why don't you happy?"

Ji Shaoyu: "You don't understand, it's meaningless to be the first for something for nothing."

Zhao Jingming: You just enjoy the sense of accomplishment of bringing Brother Pei down from the throne with your own hands...

If it is said that Ji Shaoyu gets something for nothing, then no one would dare to say that he worked hard.The third year of high school has been taught a long time ago, and Ji Shaoyu didn't come to school when he was reviewing the first stage. Unless it was an exam, he spent a lot of money to hire a tutor for the rest of the time.

Song Ye folded the test papers that had just been handed out, put them in Pei Hanmo's desk pocket, and asked Ji Shaoyu, "Give me a set of your top-secret test papers."

I don't know how much time Pei Hanmo has to review when he comes back, Song Ye tried his best to help him screen the remaining key and difficult exam papers.

Ji Shaoyu has always believed that he defeated the enemy with strength, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Master, there is a question that I didn't understand."

During the class break, Jiang Honghong went to Song Ye with the test paper that had just been corrected. Song Ye's grades had stabilized in the top ten of the class, and he became the object of most students' advice. Solving problems, and he climbed up step by step from a poor foundation, so that he can better understand where everyone's doubts are.

Song Ye pointed out the thoughts she had missed with a few words, and after she finished speaking, she didn't hear any reaction, and raised her head to see Jiang Honghong's gaze fell behind him.

Song Ye thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you ask him?"

At this time, Ji Shaoyu was bowing his head to do the questions. If he hadn't come back today to hand in the materials, it would not be easy to meet him.But Jiang Honghong looked away reluctantly, shook her head, "I'm sorry, young master, for wasting your time."

In fact, she just wanted to take a closer look at the man in the name of asking for advice, but she didn't want to bother him.Before she turned to leave, she suddenly asked Song Ye:

"May I ask, are you not afraid that you won't be able to study in the same university as Xue Shen after working so hard?"

Song Ye sat on Pei Hanmo's seat, flipping open the title page of the textbook with strong strokes. Seeing his name written in familiar handwriting, he smiled suddenly, "I just don't want his efforts to be in vain."

Although Song Ye really wanted the two of them to go to University A together, he was self-aware of his own level, not to mention that he didn't like to study, and he didn't want to drag Pei Hanmo to re-study together. He just wanted to do his best to get closer to Pei Hanmo a little.

Song Ye raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to be shining with stars, "Even if we don't get into the same university, we won't be strangers."

Jiang Honghong's depressed mood was complicated by the full amount of dog food. She didn't know whether she should lament her unrequited crush, or be excited by the fact that the real lord gave candy to her face. Finally, she ran away with a feeling of resentment and joy. He even forgot to apologize for bumping into Zhao Jingming.

"What's wrong with the class monitor? Did Ji Shaoyu have another straight man speak?"

Before Song Ye could speak, the people behind heard his name and looked up innocently, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Seeing this, Zhao Jingming quickly waved his hands, "It's all right, you should study hard."

He didn't want to be dismissed as too talkative and forced to do the test paper bitterly.

"By the way, Brother Ye, it will be your birthday in a few days, how many of us brothers are going out for a while?"

Song Ye's birthday just finished the exam, Zhao Jingming was more concerned about his own birthday, "I asked them to book a room first, after the exam we will go straight there, and we will stay overnight that night! Brother Ye wants to celebrate his coming-of-age night. drunk..."

Song Ye said lightly, interrupting his fantasy, "After the monthly exam, I have to go to evening self-study, and I have classes the next day."

Zhao Jingming wailed unceasingly. Once upon a time, they skipped classes if they wanted to, and writing self-criticisms was as habitual as eating and drinking, but now they even worry about a small evening self-study. Life is too free!

Song Ye didn't let him scream for too long, and kindly reminded: "You still have three test papers tonight, one piece of composition that you haven't written, and two physics problems to be taught in the first class tomorrow..."

After that, the world is much quieter.

Song Ye was disturbed by Zhao Jingming's words, and stared at the test paper without moving for a long time.

He usually spends his birthday with Zhao Jingming and the others, but this year is a bit special. Song Ye originally planned to be officially with Pei Hanmo that day, but everyone told him not to have a puppy love. If he is an adult, it cannot be regarded as a puppy love.

He never expected that Pei Hanmo would be absent on that day. Without one of the protagonists, this birthday would be meaningless. Song Ye would rather study the questions in the classroom.

However, the chest became more and more stuffy.

Song Ye couldn't help but took out his phone and stared at the chat page. The last message was "good night" that he sent early this morning, and he hadn't replied until now. He was a little discouraged and sent a "kitten rolling" emoji over there, no hug hopefully asked:

"When will you come back."

After sending it out, Song Ye exited the chat page, opened the game, and absently signed in to collect gold coins. Ouyang Jie sent several invitations to join the team but didn't see them. He clicked a few times aimlessly, exited the game, and returned to chat page.

Pei Hanmo probably hasn't seen it yet, and hasn't received any reply. Song Ye suddenly wondered if the other party is so busy, asking if it put him under pressure, and pressed his finger on the message he just sent——

I can't withdraw it.

After a long time, Song Ye gave up on himself and continued to send another post, and then he locked the screen listlessly and lay down on the table.

--When will you come back.

--I miss you.

On the night of self-study at the end of the second monthly exam, Zhao Jingming looked back frequently, and was ridiculed by Ouyang Jie who was beside him, "Did you feel embarrassed because the gift was too cheap?"

"Fart! Your gift is cheap, but I got the limited-edition sneakers after queuing for a month! It's much more expensive than your rags!"

Ouyang Jie said slowly: "How can I remember that some people couldn't get this skin out, and they said they would buy it for any money, but now they hate it."

Zhao Jingming muttered without confidence: "I don't see you selling..."

Although it was Song Ye's birthday tomorrow, Ji Shaoyu heard that he would stop having parties, so he gave gifts after the exam, and even brought others to give gifts in advance.

But Shou Xing didn't seem very happy. He drooped his head and flicked his phone for a while, then frowned. Zhao Jingming turned around again and saw it, and asked, "Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

Song Ye put down the phone with a black screen, with an annoyed expression on his face, "It's out of battery."

It will be his birthday in less than four hours, but his phone is out of battery at this time. He probably won't receive Pei Hanmo's first blessing. Originally, the two had little contact, but now even the most basic needs are met. no.

A few days ago, Pei Hanmo replied to him. After the two chatted for a few words, Pei Hanmo sent a sentence of "wait for me a few more days", and then disappeared until now.

Song Ye couldn't help guessing the meaning of his words, would he be able to see him soon?Will it be on my birthday...

Song Ye didn't dare to think about it, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, but he couldn't suppress his eagerness to move. If he didn't have a solid foundation in the exams in the past two days, he might have to hand in blank papers and get back the bottom one.

"I'll go to the next class to help you recharge!"

Just as Zhao Jingming walked out of the classroom with his mobile phone, Song Ye's eyes went dark, and the classroom was suddenly noisy.

"power cut?"

"Don't you need to study late?! The whole school has a power outage!"

"The building opposite is so lively, I heard them singing! As expected of an art student..."

……

Song Ye adjusted to the darkness and turned his head to look out the window. Tonight, even the moon did not appear, and there was no light at all. He was going to go to Zhao Jingming to get his phone back. Now he should be able to charge it before twelve o'clock when he goes back.

Just stood up, was bumped on the shoulder.

It was inevitable to bump into each other in the dark, Song Ye turned sideways to let the other party pass first, but he didn't expect that the man would not retreat but... hugged him.

Song Ye frowned, bent his elbows and struggled away, and suddenly stopped moving.

The familiar coldness seeped into the tip of his nose, and the arms slowly tightened around his waist, hugging him tightly in a warm embrace.

"Song Ye, I miss you so much."