I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The substitute teacher for them is an English teacher from Class [-], who was hired back by the school. It is said that after one more year of teaching the students, he is going to retire completely.

The old lady is getting old, and she doesn't like to innovate like young people. Her lectures are well-regulated, and her voice is very kind. She is so kind that half a class has passed, and a dozen of her classmates have fallen asleep.

He Heng's English has not been well-founded since junior high school, and it is a bit difficult to listen to it now. He should also be a sleepy member, but he has been holding on. The upper and lower eyelids have already started to fight, so he tried his best to open them. a seam.

... just don't know whether the consciousness is still awake or not.

In fact, He Heng can't be blamed, after all, they stayed up almost past one o'clock last night, before returning to the dormitory in Xia Hong's car over the wall.It was almost three o'clock when I lay down on the bed after washing, and it was even later than the last time I accompanied Yang Hao and the others to visit the library at night.

Unfortunately, there was no Xia Hong to help write the leave note this morning. The two of them managed to get up at seven o'clock in the morning with the concerted efforts of the two mobile phone alarms.

But although people drift into the classroom, their consciousness is still in a chaotic state.Qi Shu had already indulged himself in a good night's sleep, and when he woke up in the middle, he was shocked to find that He Heng was still doing his best to listen to the English class.

At this moment, Qi Shu really felt his deskmate's greatest awe and the most noble love for learning.

"You can't say that, the main thing is the love of English."

He Heng was so sleepy that he leaned over and said a few words to Qi Shu to wake up his brain, and explained by the way, "If this is mathematics and physics, I will fall asleep. English is really useless. If I don't listen, I can't keep up."

Seeing that he was really sleepy, Qi Shu actually wanted to persuade him that if he was really sleepy, he might as well go to sleep first. After all, English can't be made up in just one or two classes, so it's better to go back to the dormitory at night.

But he knows why He Heng's English is not good since junior high school - anyone who knows that his father cheated with his English teacher, I am afraid it will be difficult to learn from this teacher without any grievances.

Now that He Heng is willing to continue learning, it also shows that he is not against English.This was a good thing, Qi Shu couldn't bear to discourage him, and even reluctantly opened the English book to listen to him for a while.

However, Qi Shu has always had a regular schedule, and he was not used to staying up all night once. He really didn't have the energy to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman. After less than 3 minutes, he lay down on the table again: "Listen well, I will ask you again after class. .”

He Heng was suddenly entrusted with an important task, and his consciousness became clear for a while: "Okay, then I will try my best to understand."

Qi Shuan fell asleep with peace of mind, and fell asleep until the third period was about to end.

He made up for his sleep, sat up and drank a sip of water, and felt as if he had come to life.

——then turned around and saw the expression on the face of his deskmate who wanted to die.

Qi Shu didn't know what happened during the time he fell asleep, so he asked him cautiously: "What's wrong?... Didn't understand English?"

He Heng hoped to wake him up, and he almost cried when he heard the question: "I wanted to catch up on sleep just now, but my grandma came over just as soon as I fell asleep, and beat me up with a cane, saying that I was not allowed to sleep in class, and that she was not allowed to sleep. He will come to supervise me often in the future.”

Qi Shu: "..."

Ah this.

He Heng was forced to burst into tears: "What should I do, Qi Shu? Is there a way?"

Qi Shu has more heart but not enough energy: "...No one, no one can stop the matter of entrusting the dream, let alone you have blood relatives, and even the bad guys are not qualified to stop it."

He Heng was completely unlovable: "So, is there no other way?"

Qi Shu gave him an idea: "Or just listen to grandma and don't sleep in class."

He Heng: "..."

Cooperating with you is enough sleep.

It may be that the condemning eyes of the tablemate were too obvious, and Qi Shu also felt that it was a bit painful for him to stand up and speak, but he could only helplessly spread his hands: "Then there is really no other way."

Fortunately, He Heng was also used to staying up all night, so he wasn't particularly sleepy at other times except for English class in the mist.

He had missed classes for several weeks, and he could figure out some knowledge points by himself by reading books, and he had to go to the teacher to make up some of the lessons during get out of class time.

Qi Shu watched He Heng attend class, listen to lectures in the classroom, and go to the office after class, and felt tormented for him, so he took the initiative to say: "I'll see what you want to ask first, and I will tell you first if I know how to do it."

Originally, He Heng was embarrassed because he was catching up on sleep, but now Qi Shu took the initiative to mention it, which is of course good, and he didn't refuse too much: "Good master, thank you master, master has worked hard."

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu was very helpless: "I don't know how your seniority is arranged. You call me Master, and you call me Master."

He Heng opened his mouth and came: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken."

Qi Shu: "?"

WTF.

I don't know what's going on, although Qi Shu knew very well in his heart that it was just He Heng who didn't know what to say, but hearing him say that, he always felt a little weird in his heart.

Even in the morning, He Heng said carelessly about the "young couple" and Qi Shu didn't feel anything - whether it was himself, He Heng, or even the students around him, it was very clear that it was a joke.

Logically speaking, this phrase "marry a chicken and follow a chicken" can also be regarded as a casual nonsense, but I don't know if He Heng said it too casually, or because he controlled his voice to only exist between the two when he said this sentence, so It sounds like it will add some ambiguity for no reason.In short, it made Qi Shu think over and over in his heart for a while.

But in the end, it's just a sentence, and it's too much to make a fuss if you find it out and ask.Qi Shu struggled for a while, but he could only put it behind him, and restrained himself from worrying about it.

……

There is a two-story cafeteria in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, but the dishes are monotonous, and the taste is not good. At noon, everyone prefers to eat at the small stalls and shops in front of the school.

He Heng asked Qi Shu to have a meal under the name of "thank you, Master, for giving me the lecture", but Qi Shu didn't refuse, and the two of them went to the Xinjiang fried rice noodle shop outside the school, which is usually very popular.

When they went, the store was almost full. He Heng quickly occupied the last small table, pulled Qi Shu to sit over, and ordered the dishes very skillfully: "Two fried rice noodles, one slightly spicy and the other unnecessary. celery."

This requirement is too unique, the waiter already knew him, and even joked with him: "I'll report it to you, but I can't say whether the store manager will secretly add celery."

He Heng is very talkative: "It's okay, if you want to add it, just add it to the slightly spicy one. My roommate likes it."

……

After all, he didn’t sleep for half the night, and he didn’t make up for it all morning. He Heng’s dark circles are still quite obvious. Qi Shu looked at the Wuyang Wuyang people in the store, and suggested: “Why don’t you pack it up and go back to the dormitory to eat?” , you can lie on the bed and sleep for a while after eating."

He Heng has nothing to do: "It's fine, let's pack it... It's only fifteen now, and I can sleep for at least an hour after eating in half an hour. I hope grandma will leave me alone when I catch up on sleep at noon."

That shouldn't be the case.

Qi Shu comforted him: "The sun is too strong at noon, the old man should not come here in a dream."

He Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was almost shaken by the crutch in his dream in the morning, and he is still shivering when he thinks about it. When he was walking out with fried rice noodles, he was still talking to Qi Shu about how painful it was when he swung it on his body. There is no way to hide.That's how grandma drove herself out of her dream and back to math class.

Qi Shu felt pitiful when he heard it, but this kind of experience was also a little bit funny.He had no choice but to comfort his tablemate who was tortured by crutches while suppressing a smile.

The two of them had to wait for seven or eight minutes for their fried rice noodles. There were a little less people in the store, but people kept squeezing in. The aisle between the tables and chairs was also narrow, so it was easy to come across.He Heng opened the way ahead, and with great difficulty he and Qi Shu came out from the crowd, and happened to run into Han Bo and his girlfriend head-on.

Qi Shu: "..."

This scene seemed familiar, and the embarrassment when the classmates saw him and He Heng coming out of the small cafeteria almost permeated again.So much so that they both subconsciously turned their heads to confirm.

It is a fried rice noodle shop outside the school, not the Xilou canteen in the school.

No panic, no problems.

Han Bo didn't think too much about it, and asked casually, "Why, you two want to take it back to the classroom to eat?"

He Heng waved his hand: "No, we are going back to the dormitory."

Although the school does not prohibit boarding students from going back to the dormitory at noon, the dormitory building is not too close to the teaching building. Generally, few students make a special effort at noon, and they are all in the classroom or self-study or lunch break.

Han Bo was quite strange: "Why do you suddenly remember to go back to the dormitory? You are going to take Qi Shu to skip class this afternoon?"

I don't know what kind of image He Heng has established during this period of time, skipping classes is fine, but he has to "bring Qi Shu".

He Heng couldn't understand: "Although, why can't Qi Shu take me to skip class?"

Han Bo felt that he was asking knowingly: "What do you think? - You can see this thing at a glance. Whenever the dean catches skipping classes, he will definitely think that you are the one who caused the bad one. If you don't believe me, just try it." try."

He Heng: "..."

No, why?

Reasonable or not?

This morning Qi Shu slept in class obviously, and he has been studying hard.

It didn't make sense to reason with him, so He Heng waved his hands in a bad mood: "Get out, get out, don't bother me here."

Qi Shu listened to the whole process, and couldn't help laughing.He Heng also felt very helpless: "I have never done anything illegal, why is it like this, evil..."

Qi Shu also didn't understand, but it didn't stop him from finding it funny.

Laughing, they still have to hurry back to the dormitory.He Heng was thinking about catching up on sleep after eating, so he walked a little faster than usual, until he reached the stairs on the first floor of the dormitory, and then smiled with Qi Shu: "That's where I bumped into you yesterday... Good guy , I've never seen you run so fast before."

Thinking about it now, Qi Shu still felt panic when he just received the call from the hospital yesterday, so he said softly, "Yeah, when I first received the call, I thought it was a telecommunications fraud, but then they sent me to the hospital. I didn’t believe it until Master’s Taoist certificate number was read out, and I was so scared to death.”

He Heng was very curious: "Does your Taoist certificate still have a number? Is it so formal?"

"Of course."

Qi Shu felt that his attitude towards this question was very unfair. "This is issued by the government department. It has a steel stamp and a serial number. It is not much different from a student ID card."

This really involves a knowledge blind spot. He Heng was dumbfounded, unable to understand the logical connection: "But aren't we an atheist country? Why would the government issue this?"

"That's freedom of religious belief."

Qi Shu didn't think there was a problem, "Taoist priests have Taoist certificates, monks have monk certificates, and there seems to be certificates in Tibet. It's also convenient for unified management."

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感谢在2021-08-1423:13:27~2021-08-1522:47:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Guisi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!