After the rain

, he felt some soreness in his eye sockets.

Lao Ban patted him on the shoulder: "You go to eat first, and find me in the monitoring room at 06:30."

After speaking, he strode past him and walked forward. When he walked to Shen Yan's side, he heard a cold "Hello, teacher", and he smiled and nodded in response: "Okay."

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, Shen Yan walked towards Song Qikun, held his cold hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? I bought food."

Song Qikun smiled forcedly, his pale lips trembling slightly: "...you know?"

"Well, everyone in the group is talking about it."

Song Qikun didn't want him to worry, and didn't want to appear too fragile, so he told himself to calm down the moment he saw him, but his head was too messy, and all the emotions rushed out of his brain, and his eyes gradually became blurred Unclear, choked up as soon as he opened his mouth: "Baby, I didn't cheat..."

He may not have realized how aggrieved and sad his expression and tone were, but Shen Yan could see clearly and hear clearly, his heart tightened instantly.

"I know, I know." Shen Yan wiped his tears helplessly and distressedly, looked into his eyes seriously, and said word by word: "I believe in you."

46. Comfort

The dinner that Shen Yan bought was packed in an insulated box, and it was still steaming when opened, and it smelled good, but neither of the two people who ate had any appetite.

Song Qikun told Shen Yan the details of the incident, and after finishing speaking, he sighed deeply, and pulled the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating, "What a shit."

"Are you really not impressed with those two notes?" Shen Yan fed him a piece of spicy beef.

Song Qikun opened his mouth to eat, and said vaguely: "No."

Beef is slightly salty when eaten alone, but it goes well with rice. He took a bite of the rice.

"Since it was written by you, it should have some impression." Shen Yan changed the dish and continued to feed, "And you said it is a knowledge point, so it is mostly written in a textbook or a notebook, right?"

Many students have different habits of taking notes. Some like to write in textbooks, thinking that the content of the corresponding textbooks is more detailed and complete. Some like to use notebooks, which are convenient and efficient for reviewing books, and some use both.

Song Qikun belongs to the category of notebooks.

Just as the so-called one word wakes up the dreamer, he stopped chewing, recalled that the material of the two pieces of paper seemed familiar, and then he stood up and walked out, "Wait for me!"

After the exams, everyone moved in the book boxes outside the classroom, but he hadn't moved them yet, and the gray storage box was leaning against the wall alone.

Song Qikun found the geography notebook from inside, squeezed the cutout and flipped it at a constant speed without skipping any page, but he didn't see any paper that had been cut after flipping through it twice.

He was a little discouraged, but he didn't give up on this clue immediately. He took the notebook and walked back to the empty classroom just now, intending to look for it more carefully.

"You eat." Shen Yan exchanged the lunch box with him, took the notebook in his hand, "I'll look for it."

He was much more patient than Song Qikun at the moment, turning over page by page, not only checking whether the pages were complete, but also observing the connection between two adjacent pages.

This notebook is folded and stitched, and can be spread flat at 180° for easy writing. If you don’t want to leave traces of tearing pages, you can tear off the two folded pages together.

However, after carefully flipping through it, Shen Yan did not find any missing or torn pages.

He pursed his lips thoughtfully, and suddenly thought of the key clue that was inexplicably ignored, "Do you remember what was written on the note?"

"Remember." Song Qikun remembered it after one glance.

"Which chapter should it be in?"

Song Qikun was taken aback for another moment. After he realized it, he took the notebook from his hand and began to flip through it, "It seems to be the regional geography part, ecological environment construction... I will go? Baby! My notes on desertification are gone!"

Shen Yan asked: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah!" Song Qikun's thoughts came alive, and he said, "I reviewed this part before the final exam last semester, and I didn't lend my notebook to anyone after the holiday, but I lent it to Fu Yuting last night, but..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then expressed his opinion: "I don't think it will be her."

Shen Yan didn't know who this Fu Yuting was, but believed in his judgment, "Then you can ask her if she has lent it to others."

"Well, I'll find time to ask her."

After tossing for a long time, the food was cold, and the two of them didn't have much thought about eating, and they couldn't eat it now.

Shen Yan asked Song Qikun to drink the only tomato soup that was still hot, at least to put something on his stomach, then cleaned up the table, turned off the lights and closed the door to leave the empty classroom.

The night was full, and the dark clouds swallowed the light of the stars and the moon. It was only a few minutes before 06:30. He asked, "Are you going to the monitoring room now?"

"Yes." Song Qikun nodded.

"I will go with you."

The matter of investigating the surveillance video may not be finished for a while, Song Qikun said: "Don't you still have an exam tomorrow? Go back and review, don't worry about me."

Shen Yan: "I want to be with you."

Song Qikun's chest was numb, as if he had been shocked: "...OK."

The monitoring room is located on the ninth floor of the administration building, and the space is wider than ordinary classrooms. There is a large screen against the wall inside, and the real-time monitoring images of each class are displayed on it.

Song Qikun knocked on the door, and Lao Ban, who was blocked by the computer, poked his head out and waved to him: "Come here."

From the end of the English test in the morning to the end of the comprehensive essay in the afternoon, the surveillance video in the test room has been intercepted separately, and the old class showed them to watch Song Qikun's position during the test, skipping any abnormal places , once someone gets close to the seat, focus on observing.

The original owner of this seat was Luo Hao, the deputy monitor. Song Qikun had a good relationship with him, and they would often play together in physical education class.

Surveillance showed that besides Luo Hao and Song Qikun, several other students appeared within the range, but none of them were found to be acting strangely.The window was opened by the student on duty, Luo Hao closed it once during the lunch break, and the person who opened it before the exam was Fang You, the discipline committee member, and then Song Qikun appeared, pulled out the chair and sat down.

After the exam started, everything was normal. During the monitoring, Song Qikun kept bowing his head to do the questions, without any behavior suspected of cheating. Later, Yang Zhiyi raised his hand and asked Jiang Fangping how to solve the string of questions. Then Jiang Fangping asked Song Qikun to close the window, and seized the With the ball of paper in his pocket, he took away the answer sheet and took him out of the examination room. After a while, another teacher came in to continue invigilating the examination.

From this point of view, it can only prove that Song Qikun didn't use the cheat sheet in the exam, but he still doesn't know where the note came from. Could this thing still appear out of thin air?

"What the hell." Old Ban frowned.

Song Qikun told him about the geography notes.

After listening to the old class, he felt that this clue was useless, because even if he did find the person who tore up the notes, but if the person refused to admit it, what would you do?

"It's difficult." He touched the smooth top of his head, sighed and said, "We can only check the monitoring carefully."

Song Qikun looked solemn: "Yes."

Shen Yan glanced at him.

This search took a whole night of self-study, but there was still nothing to gain.Silence spread between the three of them. They all knew that the matter was probably settled. The information they have so far can only prove that Song Qikun attempted to cheat. Although the punishment is the same as cheating, at least the subject can be retained. grades.

This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Song Qikun blinked his dry eyes, smiled wryly and said, "That's it, thank you teacher, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The old class comforted: "Don't be too anxious. Go back tonight and have a good rest. Tomorrow...the grade director should talk to you. I don't know how to deal with it."

Although under normal circumstances all punishments of students can be revoked before the college entrance examination, and not keeping files will not have any impact on the future, but it can be said to be a disaster for high school career. City-level honors, even the top three students in the class are not eligible to be selected.

What's more, this is cheating, which involves integrity issues. If this charge is really found out this time, then every time Song Qikun's test results will be doubted about its authenticity.

If he really cheated, then there's no need to waste effort here, and the review and punishment will be completed immediately, but he is innocent, so no matter what, the old class wants to try his best to keep him.

But he didn't intend to tell Song Qikun this idea.

After leaving the administrative building, Song Qikun went back to the classroom to get his schoolbag, and found that his bookcase had already been moved in, and he didn't know which kind person it was.

There were still a small number of people in the class who didn't leave, and they all lowered their heads to study and didn't notice him, which saved a lot of embarrassment.

The result of not eating a few bites of dinner is that the stomach hurts from hunger at the moment. Song Qikun and Shen Yan sneaked into the small shop on the street on the way home and ate a bowl of hot wontons.

The two didn't speak much along the way, but after saying goodbye at the door, Shen Yan suddenly grabbed Song Qikun's sleeve

"Huh?" Song Qikun turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yan remained silent, and held his hand instead. Feeling that his knuckles were cold, he closed his palms to cover the heat.

"Why?" Song Qikun's voice became very soft and hoarse.

The space suddenly became quiet, and only heard the wind and rain outside the window, Shen Yan raised his eyes to meet him, his eyes were gentle and soft, and at the moment the voice control light went out, he approached and gave him a fleeting kiss.

"Good night."

Song Qikun was slightly stunned, and after realizing it, he went directly to touch his key, opened the opposite door and pushed the person in, hugging him tightly against the wall, two heartbeats overlapped in the darkness.

"Were you comforting me just now?" He asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

"Thanks, I feel better."

Shen Yan replied to him seriously: "You're welcome.