Xiaohemiao's group pet diary

After Zheng Anhe bought the food in the cafeteria, he sat on his seat and used his mobile phone to send the location to Shang Chengcheng and the others.I went to buy some fruit again, the weather is hot, I need to supplement my hard-working roommates with vitamins!

For seven consecutive days of military training, Zheng Anhe matched different dishes and fruits according to the taste of his roommates every day. He was very happy doing this kind of thing for the first time, immersed in the sense of accomplishment of feeding his roommates.

The four of them became more and more acquainted. After all, their natures were fundamentally good. After the strangeness disappeared, they got along more naturally and relaxedly. Even Xu He, who didn't like to talk and had a blunt air, gradually got used to it.

A week is fast, and tomorrow is the last day of military training. Training will continue as usual in the morning. In the afternoon, the school will hold the military training end ceremony and freshman entrance ceremony.

At night, Shang Chengcheng was lying on the bed like a useless fish. A 16-year-old boy, no matter how foolish he was in front of the instructor, his head still drooped: "It's finally the last day, and Laozi almost lost his arm."

"An'an, are you going to the closing ceremony tomorrow?" Chen Jiji was lying on the bed in the same posture as a dead fish, except that he was still holding a book in his hand.

Zheng Anhe nestled on his bed and responded several times, "Aren't you guys going to have a parade demonstration tomorrow? I'll take pictures of you off the stage."

"Little cutie, take a picture of me tomorrow, and capture the heroic appearance of my good brother~"

After a few people said a few more words, Zheng Anhe felt a little drowsy, wrapped his little quilt tightly, and said good night to his roommate sleepily.

The book in Chen Jiji's hand was also slowly put down, and the night gradually fell silent.

Xu He leaned against the head of the bed, glanced at the small drum on the opposite side, lowered his head and typed a few words with his mobile phone:

"Go offline after this game is over."

The screen immediately refreshed: just play tonight?

Okay, listen to Dahe!

Long time no see Dahe Live

Is the Dahe technical analysis post still updated?

……

Xu He lowered his eyelids and continued to operate. After the game showed victory, he said goodbye to the barrage and quit the game.Rubbing his shoulders to regain his composure, Xu He stared at the void without knowing what he thought of. After a few seconds, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner and turned off the lights.

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On the second day, the military training closing ceremony was held on the playground, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

At the ceremony meeting, each class held a parade in the phalanx, showing the results of the military training in the past week.

Kicking out of their sheaths with goose steps and vigorously swinging their fighting fists, the students put on their best form to show the heroic posture of young people in front of the whole school.For yourself, for the class, for the company, it is also the best gift for instructors.

This parting was different from what I imagined. There was no formal farewell. At the end of the ceremony, the instructors stepped out of sight of the students and ended the military training journey in a short and hasty manner.

Since he did not participate in the military training, Zheng Anhe naturally did not belong to any queue. The playground was full of chairs when he entered the field, but almost all of them were arranged according to the military training company.Zheng Anhe found the seat on the farthest side after the first class came back after walking forward.

Slowly walked to the side of the seat, half bent down and asked politely in a low voice, "Student, can I sit here? I am a student who came to visit the ceremony."

The classmate who had just taken his seat and untied his body turned his head to look at the sound, and suddenly blushed a little when he saw the extremely clear and handsome young man's face, "Yes, yes."

After the military training end ceremony, the freshman entrance ceremony begins, which means that all freshmen have officially stepped into the gate of high school campus life.

The school leaders present were speaking on the rostrum. Zheng Anhe was sitting under the stage listening and looking at the photos just taken in his mobile phone. He smiled when he saw the photos he was satisfied with, and frowned when the photos were not good.Concentratedly pinching the mobile phone to sift through the photos, the principal's impassioned and boring speech on the stage has become farther and farther away from Zheng Anhe.

After a while, for some reason, the surroundings began to become agitated, and the movement came from the front.

"Students", a very pleasant voice sounded, and the restlessness became even worse.

Zheng Anhe looked up subconsciously, and at some point the principal speaking on the stage had been replaced by another person, who was a little far away, and could only vaguely see that person with a tall body and a cold demeanor.

When that person spoke again, the originally noisy discussions around him died down, and the whole scene fell silent for a while.

The clear voice is as clear as the spring water flowing down from the mountain, and it seems to be bubbling with ice and snow, with a trace of coldness and indifference like the snow-capped mountains on the plateau.

After speaking, he left the stage. It was not until the host stepped forward to read the thank you speech that the students in the audience began to liven up again.

"What grade is that senior?

"With that kind of demeanor, it can only be our senior Jian Xu, who is in the third year of No. [-] Middle School."

"Oh my god, my junior high school senior Jian Xu is my idol!"

"Senior Jian Xu is really a fairy-like figure..."

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In a blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since the start of school, and the monthly exam for the first year of high school is coming soon.

After all, high school is high school, and what you have to study is several levels higher than that in junior high school. There are definitely only a lot more to do in nine courses every day.What's more, Yunshi No. [-] Middle School is a key prestigious school, and Class No. [-] has higher learning requirements for students.

Zheng Anhe reviewed the extended questions in the notes in the math class during the break, and analyzed and understood them one by one according to the notes.

Shang Chengcheng in the back seat was facing a bunch of numbers with drooping face, lying on the table and watching Zheng Anhe's serious study.

"An'an is really good, I don't understand many places."

"I can't do it either. Dacheng, you don't know how I can teach you." Zheng Anhe stopped writing and turned around.

Shang Chengcheng straightened up, stretched his waist, and sighed: "It seems that I am really hopeless. I can't regain my heart after surfing for a summer vacation. I don't even have the motivation to teach me to study."

Zheng Anhe looked serious and gentle, "It's okay, I can teach you slowly."

Rao watched it many times and still missed a beat, Shang Chengcheng was killed by the beauty: "Little cutie, to be honest, if you teach me how to study, will I still be able to read the questions?"

"Lazy cancer patient." Song Zhiqiao curled his lips at Shang Chengcheng, and turned to look at the people around him a little embarrassed: "An'an, can you help me with this question? I didn't understand it well in class."

Zheng Anhe turned around to help his deskmate give a lecture, picked up a pen and began to carefully analyze the knowledge points of the question.

Song Zhiqiao looked closely at the focused expression of the young man in front of him, his drooping eyelashes cast a small shadow, and the normally generous little girl was a little dazzled by the beauty at such a close distance.

She is the class monitor, and she is at the same table as Zheng Anhe. When the school started, the class teacher told her that Zheng Anhe was not in good health, and boys like to make troubles, so they arranged girls to sit with him...

"Squad leader? Squad leader?" Zheng Anhe looked at Song Zhiqiao with inquiring eyes, "Do you understand this?"

"Huh?" Song Zhiqiao came back to his senses, raised his head and took the question: "Yeah, I got it, thank you An'an."

In fact, Song Zhiqiao didn't listen to a word, and only thought of the confession wall on the school forum. Xindao is really attractive regardless of gender.

The confession wall of the Yunshi No. [-] Middle School forum has recently:

[Big Red Flower: Empathize and stop loving Jian Xu.And fell in love with Zheng Anhe, a new freshman in high school. 】

[The stars in the sky don't speak: I didn't know your name when I saw you at first sight, but I didn't know that you were Zheng Anhe until after school started.The day you just walked into me and asked me if I could sit down, my heart was captured.It's all about you in my dreams, I want to say loudly to Zheng Anhe: You are the little prince who falls into my dreams every night! 】

[Queen BOSS: Reported from the upper floor.By the way, I would like to confess our class favorite Zheng Anhe. 】

[Idol is myself: Zheng Anhe, can we study together in the future? 】

[Yuyuyu: Zheng Anhe, Class One, Senior One...]

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Returning to the dormitory at night, Shang Chengcheng took his mobile phone to Zheng Anhe's side: "An'an's suitors."

Zheng Anhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and she blushed when she saw some words. The high school classmates seemed to speak more...bluntly and enthusiastically, which made me feel embarrassed.

The monthly exam will be held next week, and the students in the class are starting to work harder.

Zheng Anhe kept the same study time as usual. He has finished most of the high school teaching content, and he still has Xiao Tao's notes and teacher Tang's guidance from time to time. Now the teacher is going to class to review it again.

When most of the students were immersed in their homework, Zheng Anhe recently finished reading another book, a series of books, which he started to read during the summer vacation. Xiao Tao said that the school library had this set of books. During military training, he I borrowed it to continue watching.

After school at noon, Zheng Anhe went to the library to return books.

The boy holding the book opened the door and met the classmates who greeted him. The well-behaved and handsome boy was full of smiles, and in the eyes of others, he was the most beautiful and beautiful summer.

After Zheng Anhe left, a person walked out from behind the bookshelf, and his eyes glanced at the figure who was walking away.He lowered his head and took the book that had just been returned in front of the library desk, opened it, and saw the first row of small characters on the library card inserted in the title page:

"Borrower: Zheng Anhe; repayment period: XX, XX, XXXX"

It is a familiar handwriting.

The administrator was preparing to sort the returned books at the front desk into the bookshelf, Jian Xu held the book, "I'm going to borrow this one."

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In the evening self-study, Song Zhiqiao heaved a sigh of relief after solving a big physics problem, and saw that his deskmate was reading a book in his hand. It didn't look like a textbook. .” Her grades in the class were indeed in the middle class.

"Because I'm too free, I have plenty of time." Zheng Anhe pulled his hair, "It's a habit I developed since I was a child. I don't know what to do, it seems that I can only read at home."

Song Zhiqiao also knew that Zheng Anhe didn't participate in military training, and was curious: "Did Anan also stay at home and read books throughout the summer vacation?"

Zheng Anhe smiled and nodded.

"Ah..." Song Zhiqiao thought of what the class teacher said, and felt sad for the sick beauty at the same table. It seemed that behind every glamor was unknown sweat and hard work.

As the exam is approaching, Zheng Anhe can often be seen surrounded by many students asking questions during class breaks.

Speaking of everyone's grades in the class, there are really high and low grades, but they are students in the key classes of the No. 1 middle school. There is only a difference between the university bully and the primary school bully, so it goes without saying that their learning ability is self-evident.But students with No. [-] grades always get more attention wherever they go, let alone Yunshi No. [-] Middle School, a school that is well-known throughout the country.

In the first class of school, the students introduced themselves on the podium. When Zheng Anhe was called, everyone turned their heads and followed them, paying special attention to the legendary No.1 who turned out to be born.

The boy is still childish, but he already has a kind of outstanding beauty.

The thoughts of all the students at that time——

Where did this little fairy come from?

The god of mysticism is still Yan Ba?

Zheng Anhe ignited the topic without any accident in the first class.

These days, the students in the class saw Zheng Anhe often giving lectures with their monitor and Shang Chengcheng, with a gentle, well-behaved and friendly appearance, and they were also eager to move, most of them were using excuses to make friends.

Listening to it, I feel that Zheng Anhe is really a little angel. He does not hesitate to share his learning results. He has a clear mind when explaining. I have shown impatience, but the squad leader and the little angel's back desk often rush people away.

"It's almost done, do you want to let people rest?"

"Jiang Youyou, why don't you come to ask, isn't your tablemate Chen Jiji not enough for you to ask for advice?"

Seeing Shang Chengcheng bickering with others, Zheng Anhe's dimples were soft and sweet, and he didn't know whose eyes were dazzled.

Zheng Anhe's topic is good, but there are still many masters, and there are many teachers. It is really a bit embarrassing to bother Zheng Anhe all the time.

The enthusiasm for the purpose of the question is fading, but the students are even more interested in Zheng Anhe.

The class atmosphere is gradually developing as time goes by.

The author has something to say:

Nowadays, library borrowing books are generally scanned by machines, and the borrowing record data is stored.Something like a library card is too far away... just treat it as a bug in the setting of the bridge, sorry.