What should I do if my deskmate is blind

After seeing the dormitory, Shu Yan went home and picked up some clothes he often wore and the books he often read and practiced.After dinner near home, I went back to the dormitory and took a comfortable hot shower with the bathroom door open, and then took out a copy of "Secret of Inequality", Volume [-], cut from fluorescent lamp to lamp, and enjoyed it until late at night.

It must have been a whole summer vacation, Xiao Biesheng was newly married, the lights were off for a long time, behind the wall of the dormitory with poor sound insulation, there were chattering voices and laughter, which was especially helpful for falling asleep.

Well, Shu Yan thinks that collective life is not as difficult as he thought.

It's just that in the middle of the night... the whole dormitory building is quiet. The school probably wants to save electricity, and even the street lights outside are turned off.

Although the school is in the city center, it is not along the main road.Compared with the old neighborhood he lived in, it was as quiet as a high-end neighborhood surrounded by luxury in the city.

The whole school is like a dormant monster, holding its breath, opening its eyes indifferently in the dark, staring at its prey all the time.

Shu Yan began to feel that the dormitory was too hot, too stuffy and too small.

I began to feel that this was the case with collective life.

At the beginning... the inexplicable rage and depression spread from every fingernail to the heart.

Shu Yan stared at the ceiling, leaned on the railing and got down to the ground, re-plugged the small desk lamp in the socket under the bed frame that was powered on all night, and turned it on.

Leaning against the desk and closing his eyes, Shu Yan could vaguely see the warm yellow light through his eyelids. Shu Yan took a deep breath.When I inhaled until the lung cavity was bounded by the ribs, I warned, "Enough is enough, I will explode after inhaling" before spitting it out little by little.

The feeling of being pinched and unable to breathe finally subsided, Shu Yan opened his eyes.

The "paper tiger" on the upper bunk of Ji Chen on the opposite side glowed a little golden in the darkness.twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

Shu Yan stared, and snorted lightly in his nasal cavity, not knowing who he was laughing at.

Sitting back in front of the small desk again, he touched a set of previous years' real papers like a lottery.

There is a rational root p/q, p, q are coprime integers, substitute into the original equation...

Shu Yan didn't know what time he fell asleep again, probably when he heard the breakfast shop in the small street outside the school start to remove the door panels and start the stove.

As a result, the next morning, I got up a little late.

After washing up, I left the dormitory. The dormitory building that was quite lively last night was quiet.If it wasn't for the housekeeper who was still knitting sweaters downstairs, Shu Yan would have thought he was the only one in this building.

Ah... knitting.

uncle.

Shu Yan took another look.

"Student is unfamiliar." The uncle blindly knitted the pink sweater in his hand, "Why did you go out at this hour? Breakfast in the cafeteria is over, and your roommate didn't call you?"

"Ah... yes." Shu Yan said.

"Your roommate is not good," the uncle said without stopping, "There are not many classmates in our No. [-] Middle School who are not friendly to classmates. Which dormitory do you live in? I will chat with your roommate tonight." .”

"My roommate...doesn't come home at night." Between being unfriendly to classmates and not abiding by school rules, Shu Yan randomly chose a hat for Ji Chen to put on.

"Oh, so it's like this, no wonder..." Shu Yan quickened his pace, and the uncle finally missed a needle, "Oh, no, you don't come home at night? Classmate, wait! Don't walk so fast, which dormitory do you live in..."

Shu Yan came out of the dormitory, feeling a little dazed.

Looking up at Chaoyang, it feels more real again.

The dormitory building is between the school gate and their old teaching building. I just heard from Mr. Sweater that the cafeteria has closed the stalls, but his stomach does not allow him to close the stalls.

Without hesitation for a second, Shu Yan turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the teaching building.

The school is much more lively than when we reported yesterday.Boys hook shoulders and backs to fight, and girls share the monthly boyfriend they fell in love with in the new drama during the summer vacation.

In this harmonious new atmosphere of school, suddenly a pair of ponytails ran up behind a handsome boy and put his arms around his waist.

"...?" Shu Yan did not expect the folk customs of No. [-] Middle School to be so open.

"Zhou Zhou~ I miss you so much~~" The twin ponytails made a sound at the end.

Not only was the handsome guy named Congee not surprised at all, but he also gently patted his ponytailed hands, motioning for her to come forward and talk: "Are you back?"

"Well," the pair of ponytails walked around in front of the handsome boy, raised his head and shook his braids coquettishly, "Reykjavik's plane was late, and I didn't have time to come back after reporting yesterday. That's right, I brought you The gift, and the Aurora I sent you are..."

The two ponytails obviously wanted to communicate with the handsome guy again, and the buddies around the handsome guy quit: "Li Yisi, are you interested? You are annoying to pester Zhouzhou and chat about this and that early in the morning..."

The little handsome guy is domineering and protects... What does that mean: "You are a vicious little girl all day long, are you interesting?"

The double ponytail named Li Yisi is as good as he is, like a trembling little rabbit, he shrinks under the little handsome boy's creaking nest, pinches the corner of the little handsome boy's school uniform and calls softly: "Zhouzhou..."

Then he raised his eyebrows at the little handsome guy's buddies.

"It's not Zhouzhou..." Zhao Yi said secretly, staring at Li Yisi, "Look at her!"

The little handsome guy turned his head and saw Li Yisi with big wet eyes looking at her dependently, so he blurted out: "Zhao Yi, are you sick?"

"……"ah.Zhao Yi. 6666 Zhao Yi who changed his mind about the gift package.

Shu Yan walked away quickly while no one was paying attention, and decided to order an extra bowl of tofu nao later in the morning for himself who had seen such intricate love and hatred.

As a result, the school gate is more lively.

"Walking so slowly, is there a sedan chair waiting to carry you?"

"What kind of disheveled clothes? Button the third button for me."

"Why does the hair grow so long? Boys, boys, the ears are sticking out."

……

A loudspeaker "special for yellow cranes" played the quotations recorded early in the morning without a break.

Shu Yan didn't know whose voice it was, and it wasn't passionate, but there was a sense of tension that the dean's mouth was expressionless, and Mao Maosong appeared from the back door window to observe you.

Involuntarily turning his head to look over, Shu Yan saw a middle-aged male teacher with a hairstyle that was bald in front and curled up in the back, standing next to the speaker with the same expression as he imagined.

"..." Shu Yan didn't recognize him, but Teacher Trumpet gave him a look.

Shu Yan evoked a procedural smile: "Morning, teacher."

"Morning." Teacher Trumpet said, and then watched Shu Yan go against the flow of people to the school gate.

"Ai Tong..." How do you go outside after class?The auntie guard was very surprised, the reading glasses on the bridge of the nose slipped down, and the books that were pressed for research were released and hinged into covers.

"Huh?" Shu Yan wondered.

"It's okay, let's go." The trumpet teacher said.

The auntie took a look at Shu Yan and didn't stop him.Director Xie didn't care, so she just turned a blind eye.I just don't know who this handsome guy is.

"Good teacher." Shu Yan nodded, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the cover of the book that the aunt had closed—"Wudang Neijia Acupuncture".

"...?" Shu Yan blinked, turned her head to look ahead, and walked away quickly.

Until eating tofu nao, Shu Yan still didn't forget to lower his head and close his eyes for a while from time to time.

Maybe the next time he opened it, he would wake up.

On the way back to school after breakfast, Shu Yan saw the bald teacher again, arguing friendly with the boss in front of a grocery store where the urban management would definitely impose a fine.

"Why is your speaker out of power again?"

"Teacher," the boss was gnawing watermelon early in the morning, "you're going to be late every morning and don't you run? You're talking about you, and you still look back?" Even I can recite it. Even if you have a skill ring, it won't be able to withstand your consumption."

"The energy-concentrating ring." The trumpet teacher said.

"That's right, the skill ring." The boss began to gnaw on the melon skin, "High technology."

Shu Yan: "..."

The trumpet teacher didn't correct him anymore, and pointed to the skill ring he threw on the street stall: "Take another five knots."

"Three yuan for July 20st, five days is..." The boss threw the melon skin and wiped his hands, "Seeing if you buy more, I will give you [-] yuan cheaper, and make up the whole."

"Your math and physical education teacher taught it?" The trumpet teacher stared at the boss.

The boss was angry: "You are taught by the physical education teacher in mathematics! You wait for me to get the computer!"

The trumpet teacher said: "My math is not taught by the physical education teacher, I teach math."

"...?" The boss was obviously stunned and traced the causal relationship between the two, and even forgot the thing that he swore to use the calculator to press, "...ah, that's it." Probably because he graduated For many years, I still remember the fear of being dominated by the math teacher. The boss was so scared, "Then teacher, you can scan the code, scan it casually. Let me tell you about this battery...or I will give you a few more Let’s go, you don’t have to come here often, and the walk is quite exhausting, isn’t it…”

"..."

Shu Yan didn't listen anymore, he started by approaching this school... No, it seems that he started by approaching people related to this school, his whole world seemed to be pulled into another dimension by an invisible hand—— Kind of magical.

The people inside are all flesh and blood, and they all seem to be real, but they are just... quite magical, and they are indescribably babbling strangely.

Not quite.

Ji Chen felt that his new deskmate was quite magical.

He can be late on the first day of school, the key is that he still lives on campus.

The first period was Wang Guangyuan's Chinese class. The teacher had already finished standing up and sitting down, and the new deskmate wandered to the door of the classroom unhurriedly, and called "report" very politely.

Ji Chen thought it was nothing at first.

After all, if you are a scumbag, being late occasionally is considered a basic configuration.As a result, he really couldn't understand the next few rounds of fighting between the old Wang and the new tablemate.

"Shu Yan? Shu Yan!" Old Wang's gaze, which had never been seen clearly by others, shot a golden light from the back of Yuan Yuan'er's glasses, "You are coming to class!"

Ji Chen: "?" What does the undisguised touch in this tone mean?

"Ah," Shu Yan said refreshedly, "I went to bed late last night when I was doing the quizzes, and I'm sorry for being late."

"Okay, okay! Whether it's brushing questions or attending class, it's all for learning, and it's all good!" Lao Wang raised his temples and greeted him, "Don't stand and sit down!"

"..." Ji Chen didn't know whether it was Lao Wang who was naive or whether he had always misunderstood the matter of studying.

The homework for the summer vacation was handed in yesterday when I registered for registration. As a transfer student who was forced to relocate to No. [-] Middle School after a fight, Shu Yan didn't have homework to hand in at all, okay?

Brush questions?Brush his thefamely?

Is this forced to be someone above?But Lao Wang is not this kind of person.

This summer has been extraordinarily long, and the new tablemates are still wearing their summer school uniforms.Loose white T, cuffs and small lapels with navy blue spelled out, a school logo on the heart, trousers are matching navy blue sweatpants, and there is a long white line on the hem of the trousers.A very ordinary set of clothes, but he wore it like a school ethos promotional film.

When Shu Yan sat down next to him, Ji Chen could still smell the faint smell of washing powder on his school uniform.

Refreshing... No, Ji Chen sniffed his nose again.

"You live on campus, right?" Ji Chen asked in a low voice.

Shu Yan: "Yes."

"...Then you know you're going to be late, but you still go out to eat tofu?" Ji Chen was a little unconvinced.

"...Ah." Shu Yan said frankly.

"..." Ji Chen stared at the empty person on his empty desk, "And...you didn't bring your schoolbag?"

Remember to eat breakfast, but don't remember to bring your schoolbag?

"...Huh?" Shu Yan realized after sitting up, "Oh, I forgot."

The campus of No. [-] Middle School is large, and there are two large metal cabinets behind each classroom, allowing students to put books, bags, snacks, and love letters... put all kinds of things.His textbooks have only been placed in that cabinet since they were issued, and he takes them every day in class.

But Twelve is not.In the last row where he and Ji Chen were sitting, the back chairs were covered with dust on the wall.

Ji Chen looked at the pile of books piled up in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a "shit".

No, there are still this kind of scumbags in the world?

More arrogant than him?

Just when he was about to ask Shu Yan about the basic cultivation of the two-stroke scumbag, he saw his new deskmate already lying on the ground.

And adjusted a sleeping position that he was more satisfied with.

Ji Chen was silent.

In the words he used to describe Zhao Yi, it was Shu Yan's level of scumbag who raised the entry threshold for the scumbag class.

It turns out that the real scumbag... is like his mother.

He is shallow :)