Bai Yueguang goes back a little

"Finished the question?" Tang Ming ignored Zhao Zeyuan and followed Jiang Chuyue to stand up and ask him.

"Well, it's done." In fact, there are still one or two steps that have not been checked, but Jiang Chuyue really doesn't want to hear the word "Zhang Li" from Tang Ming's mouth again, and can't wait to leave.

"I'm hungry." Jiang Chuyue added.

"Okay." This time Tang Ming didn't care if he finished the assignment or not, and took him to the outside of the classroom with strides, "Brother will take you to dinner!"

Zhao Zeyuan followed behind, he hadn't recovered from the shock of Tang Ming chasing the man, and felt that something was weird.

Brother Ming always calls himself father in front of him, and elder brother in front of Jiang Chuyue...

Wouldn't it be Jiang Chuyue who co-authored herself...

Fuck!

Looking at the harmonious backs of the two people walking in front, Zhao Zeyuan always felt that he could not keep up with Tang Ming's thinking more and more.

After lunch, Zhao Zeyuan went to contact people from other schools, and Tang Ming accompanied Jiang Chuyue back to the classroom for lunch break.

In fact, there are not many people staying in school at noon, especially the students in the top class. In order to ensure nutrition and learning quality, many people have rented houses near the school since the second year of high school, and their families accompanied them.

The campus at noon is very quiet, only the cicadas outside the teaching building are a little noisy, but it becomes another lullaby with the atmosphere in the afternoon, rhythmically hitting the students' ears.

Coupled with the unique sultry weather buff in the south, people feel drowsy.

In his previous life, Tang Ming left the campus and opened a bar by himself. He has been running around the tables of various wine bureaus for a long time. It has been a long time since he experienced such a leisurely afternoon.

No wonder everyone misses school days.

The people in the classroom were scattered, and most of them were doing the questions quietly. Occasionally, there was the sound of a few pages of books being turned, and the soft and clear sound was very pleasant to hear.

Tang Ming yawned a little, and glanced at Jiang Chuyue, who was also taking out Wusan for practice, and didn't intend to disturb Ren Xueba, so he lay down on the table and closed his eyes.

The old fan hanging from the ceiling of the classroom whistled, and the mechanical connection was not stable, and it creaked when it turned.

After Jiang Chuyue spent 10 to [-] minutes finishing a chapter test and correcting the answers, she found that Tang Ming had fallen asleep lying on the desk next to her.

He put his left hand on the desk, his forehead pressed down against the crook of his hand, and his right hand rested on the back of his head. The small protruding bones on his wrist were especially obvious. The white school uniform stuck to Tang Ming's back, forming a beautiful arc.

The fan turned and turned, and the air flow passed over Tang Ming's sweaty nape of the neck, bringing a few strands of hair there to flutter, one after another, very rhythmic.

In such an ordinary afternoon, everyone in the class also rested. Jiang Chuyue maintained the posture after finishing the problem, with her back straight, her neck slightly bent, and she looked sideways at her sleeping deskmate.

From Jiang Chuyue's perspective, only a little bit of Tang Ming's jaw line under his right arm could be seen, which was fluctuating regularly with his slight breathing at this moment, which was different from him who was always casual.

A bit of a prodigal son looking back, looking like the years have been quiet.

It was only at this time that Jiang Chuyue really felt that Tang Ming was indeed... closer to herself in various senses than in her previous life.

This sense of reality stimulated a warm current in the heart for no reason, and slowly spread from the chest to the limbs, as if the whole body was swollen and itchy.

Jiang Chuyue couldn't help but tilt her head on the table and look at Tang Ming. The old fan blew a cool breath, and a slightly muggy wind blew from outside the window from time to time. The two streams of air collided, creating a strange hypnotic feeling. As a result, Jiang Chuyue also fell asleep unconsciously.

At the end of the lunch break, the school gave the students who were tired of studying a chance to buffer, and played a song before the bell rang in the afternoon.

The melody of "Ten Years" came faintly from Jiang Chuyue's ears, as well as some voices of shifting positions and whispering.

It should be that the students who lived off-campus came back from their lunch break.

Before Jiang Chuyue fully woke up, she was called out by a sudden loud voice: "What training? School committee, please be clear!"

In order to stop this loud voice, another louder "hush" sounded, which was the sound of the study committee's small firecracker, "Slow down, someone is still sleeping!"

...Okay, now I don't feel sleepy at all.

Jiang Chuyue took a breath, opened her eyes, and found that she had fallen asleep with her head turned sideways, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Tang Ming who was still buried in her head.

Tang Ming seemed to have been disturbed too, the fingers of his right hand resting on the back of his head slightly curled up twice, his face was buried deeper into his right elbow.

Jiang Chuyue slowly straightened her upper body, shook her numb arms and slightly sore neck, and heard the voice from the rear right, although it was lowered, but it was impossible to ignore because more and more people gathered.

"It's just... I just went to the teacher's office to get my homework and heard that it seems to be organizing some evening self-study training." Xiao Paozhan said in a low voice.

"School training? Has the Education Bureau approved it!"

"Hey, is it voluntary or mandatory? I'm still used to free arrangement of homework at night."

Xiao Pao Zhan was also annoyed by the constant questioning, "Oh, I only listened to it for a while, and I want to ask myself!"

"Oh... then what are you talking about!"

The crowd dispersed in a rush. The song "Ten Years" had just finished playing, and the class bell rang. Tang Ming was also completely woken up. With a little sleepiness, he frowned and slowly raised his head from his left wrist. There was a red mark, and there was still a thin layer of sweat.

It's not very comfortable to sleep on his stomach. When he got up, he stretched his hands from back to back first, which made it better. He blinked and looked at his deskmate.

"Jiang Chuyue, what time is it?" The voice still remained hoarse from sleep.

"The bell just rang for the first class in the afternoon." Jiang Chuyue said.

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, then went around his back with his right hand and swept the back of his head twice, "Fuck, I almost forgot I was reading now."

Seeing that Tang Ming was not fully awake yet and was about to lie down again, Jiang Chuyue tugged on his short sleeves, "Tang Ming, class is on."

"Huh?" Tang Ming looked at him from the crook of his arms, glanced at Jiang Chuyue twice, and then slowly stood up.

Said lazily in tone: "Okay, brother will accompany you to class."

Tang Ming glanced at the books on Jiang Chuyue's desk, took out English textbooks and put them on the desk, and joked with a smile on his mouth: "No one dares to let my brother study, Jiang Chuyue's college bully is extraordinary, Do you still dare to control me? Can't you see that there are poor grades in the class?"

"No." Jiang Chuyue didn't look at him directly, "You just need to learn your grades, you are so smart."

"Really?" Tang Ming turned sideways, lowered his head and got closer to see Jiang Chuyue's straight face. If his face provoked others, he had to see how they reacted.

But that handsome face coupled with such an expression makes people feel very flirtatious.

Jiang Chuyue couldn't help Tang Ming teasing the most, the closer Tang Ming got, the more he blushed, wishing to hide aside.

This is what Tan Mei saw when she entered the classroom with textbooks and lesson plans.

I just wanted Tang Ming to lead Jiang Chuyue to be cheerful, but I didn't want Jiang Chuyue to be bullied by Tang Ming, a little prick!

"Tang Ming! What are you doing?" Tan Mei threw the book on the podium and shouted condescendingly to the first row, "She is your little wife, what are you doing so close!"

The students in the front row laughed a few times, and the two girls in the back seat of Jiang Chuyue were even more abrupt, covering their mouths and screaming, very excited.

Tang Ming didn't mind Tan Mei's criticism, and sat up straight, "No, Teacher Tan, Jiang Chuyue and I were just playing around."

After finishing speaking, he gave Tan Mei a bright smile.

"Okay." Tan Mei gave him a helpless look, "If you want to sit here, you can study hard, do you hear me?"

"Hey!" Tang Ming responded, pretending to turn over the book.

In the next class, Tang Ming was also between listening to the class and going to bed, so he stopped teasing Jiang Chuyue for taking care of his business.

Jiang Chuyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Jiang Chuyue has never supervised Tang Ming's study in all these years.

In his previous life, he and Tang Ming were very close, but Tang Ming always brought Jiang Chuyue to his side, but he had never actively integrated into Jiang Chuyue's life like this.

Jiang Chuyue was happy that Tang Ming was willing to integrate into him, and she couldn't help feeling greedy because of this kind of satisfaction.

He hoped that Tang Ming would not only be a bystander in his ordinary life, but also stop in his boring life, study with him, and be an ordinary high school student together.

In any case, studying hard is never a bad thing.

Jiang Chuyue found a reason for herself in her heart and let her desire go.

After two consecutive classes, when the second class was about to end, Tan Mei arranged today's homework and cleared her throat to announce something.

"Maybe some students have heard about it. The school is now conducting an evening self-study training."

As soon as the words were spoken, the students below started chattering, obviously it was the matter that Xiao Pao Zhan said at noon.

"Okay, listen to me." Tan Mei slapped the podium, and the students immediately fell silent, "It's like this, the school has different progress for different classes. The progress of our top class is faster, and you all figured it out. The subject will end the content of the new lesson by the end of this semester at the latest, and start the first round of review."

The pressure of the college entrance examination was suddenly advanced by these words, and the whole class tacitly dragged out a long "ah".

"Ah what?" Tan Mei was a little amused, "As for you? Some people from other provinces have already finished learning new content, and the school also wants to lay a solid foundation for you, or start reviewing now!"

The students shut up, and Tan Mei went on to say: "The school does not mandate that the sophomore students must stay in school for evening self-study. This training is mainly for the senior three students. Our top sophomore students can attend it, which is also helpful to you. But registration is not mandatory. Students who have participated are not allowed to use this as an excuse not to hand in their homework. Those who want to register should go to Xu Ling and make a list at that time."

After Tan Mei made arrangements, she packed up the textbooks on the podium, waved her hands and said "get out of class is over" before leaving the classroom.

Any little trouble in high school was worthy of the students' excitement for a long time. The students in the class exploded one after another, probably asking the people around them whether to participate in this training.

There were also one or two discordant voices.

"Brother Ming, are you going?"

Zhao Zeyuan walked up from his last row again and called Tang Ming loudly.

Tang Ming: "..."

What the hell is this fucking talking about?

How many trainings, Dad, have I read a book?