desolate

"Hi, new student. I'm the monitor of our class, Qin Yan. Teacher Wu told me about the textbooks. I'll help you get them in the afternoon. If you don't mind, you can use my notes first."

"That's too much trouble for you... I can go by myself."

"It's all classmates, so don't worry about it! Why don't you give me your WeChat account, and I'll get in touch with you after receiving the book."

The person who was talking to him claimed to be the monitor of the sixth class, a pure and innocent little girl.The zipper of the girl's school uniform barely stopped below her collarbone, revealing her fair skin. When she bent slightly, he didn't know whether to ignore evil or pretend to be ignorant.

I have no choice but to watch my nose and my heart.

"Hey, tell me about Qin Yan, I was still clinging to you when the school started, but today, when the freshmen came, I was so fascinated that I almost fell out." Xu Duozhi opened his mouth with soreness, "Oh, woman ..."

Pei Ye leaned on his arm and kicked Xu Duozhi's stool: "Go back to your seat."

I can't sleep well.

Xu Duozhi had tears in his eyes: "Grandpa Pei, let me help you talk, why don't you have any human feelings at all!"

Pei Ye's tone didn't change a bit: "Is it useful?"

"Aren't I worried that your position in No. [-] and No. [-] will be robbed?"

"You love to be grass and you are yourself."

"I want to, you change your face with mine!"

The two were chatting, when suddenly two boys came chasing and fighting nearby. The classroom is small, and it is not easy for one person to walk in the aisle between the tables, but it is easy for two people to have accidents—for example, a Accidentally splashed the water in Xu Dazhi's hand.

The two boys couldn't laugh for a while.

"Yes, sorry! We didn't mean to."

Pei Ye usually has a bad reputation, and when he gets along with his classmates, let alone friendship, they basically don't get along with each other.So much so that it has been more than a month since he was divided into classes, most people still respect him at a respectful distance.

I saw him flicking the water droplets on his head and clothes with a dark face, although this action was of no avail-the half-length bangs were stuck to his forehead, and the collar and sleeves of the clothes were also soaked.

Xu Duozhi also shrank his neck, and quickly put away the water glass: "Grandpa Pei, I didn't mean it...what the hell are you running! Is the sacred classroom a place where you play?"

"Yes, sorry..."

Pei also snatched Xu Dazhi's cup, and there was still a small half of water in it.

"It's ok."

As he spoke, he poured water over their heads.

The two were shocked and frightened.

"You... why do you...?"

"We all apologize..."

Pei Ye raised his eyelids: "Is an apology useful?"

Xu Duozhi caught the glass that was thrown at him, and he was a little thankful that he didn't make milk just now, otherwise he might be in danger.

Thinking of this, he immediately took another step back holding the cup.

The commotion at the back of the classroom had a lot of influence, at least Zhou Ze had already attracted his attention.

As the class monitor, Qin Yan deeply felt that she had to enforce her own rights, so she said righteously: "Pei Ye, how could you do this? We are all classmates, isn't it just being splashed with water? It's too much to make a fuss."

It's a pity that others didn't give her a chance.

Wen Jialang on the side laughed and said: "Squad leader, you said last week that Brother Pei is handsome and attractive, he is our class grass, why did you change your mind today?"

Even Xu Dazhi said: "Squad leader, you can just take care of our new classmates, why are you still meddling?"

Qin Yan blushed blood: "You put..." Fart.

The last word is fucking automatically muted.

"The class monitor just cares about his classmates." If someone wants to help him get the book, he should help out.

"that is…"

Qin Yan took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, and after saving a little face, she hurriedly sat back in her seat angrily.

However, the following contradictions still seem to be deadlocked.

Zhou Ze took the paper over and said, "You guys wipe it off, class is about to begin."

It's not too much to say, in the eyes of those two boys, Zhou Ze is now like a shining angel.

"Thank...Thank you!"

They quickly took the toilet paper, and their gratitude was beyond words.

Zhou Ze smiled politely, then looked at Pei Ye, and handed over his coat and a stack of exercise books and test papers that he had prepared in class.

The man didn't pick up his clothes, but just stared at him puzzled.

Zhou Ze stuffed the clothes into his hands: "We are all classmates, help each other."

He didn't expect to hear a thank you or something from him, and he gave the clothes and left.

When everyone was gone, Xu Duozhi suddenly approached——

"This kid is quite good at being a man--by such a comparison, doesn't it seem that we are a bit too much..."

He looked around and quickly caught some dodging eyes.

Pei also put on the soap-scented coat on his body - the weather in October has become frequent, and it was so hot a few days ago that it made people jump, but the wind has been blowing in the past two days. He will not let himself wear wet clothes Blow cool air.

"Look how you like."

With his hands in his pockets, his wet hair was randomly scratched into the back of his head, and he swaggered towards the back door.

"It's class time, why are you going?"

"Something happened."

Pei didn't come back until after school, and all the teachers turned a blind eye to the empty desk, only the head teacher gave a little reaction - old fried dough stick.As the only familiar stranger in the new environment, Zhou Ze subconsciously pays them a little attention, but that's all.

Only senior three and dormitory students in Sixth Middle School need to study by themselves in the evening, while senior one and senior two maintain the fine tradition of leaving school at 05:30 in the afternoon.When Zhou Ze walked out, he happened to bump into several boys in the class walking together, one of them was holding a basketball in his hand.

"Zhou Ze, are you playing?"

There are few men in the liberal arts class, either thin or short, and some even play with eyes, and there are only one or two who barely get 100% blocks.Zhou Ze glanced at the vigorous figure on the basketball court in the distance, a little worried that he would only be hit by the ball with them.

"No, I won't."

Zhou Ze prevaricated, and these boys didn't bother.

I don’t know what the designer of this school thought, maybe it was inspired by the red carpet—from the teaching building to the gate is a straight concrete road, with canteens, playgrounds, libraries and other facilities on both sides.

Zhou Ze was walking on the road, feeling a little nostalgic for the teaching building next to the school gate in the past, and at the same time accompanied by this sense of unreality.

He really went to this small city that was so backward that it seemed to be out of touch with the world, and in this ordinary high school that Ma Wenjing said was smoky, he went to school for a day-and he will go to school here in the future.

The learning atmosphere can be described as a messy school and classroom, teachers who are so-so and sometimes even make mistakes, desks and walls full of calligraphy and paintings left by "predecessors", deskmates who only sleep, chat and eat melon seeds in class...

If Ma Wenjing knew everything here, I'm afraid it's really possible to put down her experiment and come here immediately.

but--

I can't tell what kind of mood it is, just like the emptiness after getting what I want without any effort.

There is no use.

Zhou Ze walked slowly on the road. People walked past him in small groups, and occasionally new classmates he didn't know greeted him.

The entrance of the No. [-] Middle School is an old street. There are many parents who come to pick up their children and deliver meals. They are crowded with a bunch of vendors who buy fast food and snacks, creating an unpleasant smell.

Moving the dormitory is a matter of the day after tomorrow. Zhou Ze will stay at Zhou Haiyang's house for one night today.He had to find a place to finish his dinner before going back.

He has no requirements in terms of food, but he really can't do the same as these students around him, holding disposable bowls while walking and eating.It's hard not to worry about whether or not they'll mix the ashes from the road into their bowls and eat them together.

Zhou Ze suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a snack street near Zhou Haiyang's house, so he quickly decided on the place for dinner tonight.

But it turns out that the indoor dining environment is not much better than the outdoor environment.

Zhou Ze was sitting in a noodle restaurant he had chosen at random, and felt incredible when he pulled out three pairs of blackened chopsticks in a row.

"Oh, I'm sorry, young man, this batch of chopsticks may have been damp in the box, I'll change another batch for you." When the proprietress walked over with the noodles, she saw the blackened chopsticks, and her face was very exciting, "—— Curly, take a bag of chopsticks from your room!"

The landlady's voice was loud and penetrating, and Zhou Ze, who was the closest, felt the most original shock.

The brat upstairs also yelled at the top of his voice: "...I'm so annoying, I'm playing a game, take it yourself!"

"I'll count to three, and if I don't come down, I'll unplug the network cable! Three..."

"Here we come!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and the boy playing games ran down grabbing a pack of brand new chopsticks.

"Give, give!"

The proprietress was busy with the takeaway orders, and she couldn't spare a hand, so she casually pointed at Zhou Ze's table: "Send it over, send it over!"

Zhou Ze blinked his eyes, waiting for the curly-haired boy to walk in front of him.

"Here...hey, crap, why is it you?"

"…coincidence."

Xu Duozhi grabbed the back of his head and sat down carelessly opposite him: "Oh, I remembered, you live at the intersection of this road, right?"

Zhou Ze sighed, the taste was surprisingly good: "Well, this is your house?"

He asked nonsense for nothing.

Xu Dazhi cooperated: "That's right, how's it going, isn't it delicious?"

Zhou Ze said, "It's pretty good."

Xu Duozhi proudly said: "That is, only our beef noodles in Pingjiang are authentic."

"...Ah, that's amazing."

Zhou Ze didn't expect Xu Duozhi to talk so much. From the time he started eating until he put down his chopsticks, his mouth didn't stop for a moment, and he didn't talk about any substantive content. Most of them were boasting and a few foolish questions.

However, Xu Duozhi's reaction was a bit intriguing when he heard Zhou Ze said that he wanted to live on campus.

Xu Dazhi said: "The third year of high school is in a separate building, you can only go with the second year and first year of high school."

Zhou Ze asked, "What's the problem?"

Xu Duozhi said: "Of course there is! Most of our schools are day students, and the accommodation is far away from home. Those who come from one place like to transfer to live together. They are already familiar with them. If you go in halfway, you will be in the way." Ah. Better, take something with you the first day, it will save a lot of trouble.”

"It's just living in school, the gifts are too exaggerated." Zhou Ze said.

It's not that he hasn't lived in school.

Because of Ma Wenjing's work, he has been staying in the dormitory since the third grade of elementary school. During this period, he has met all kinds of roommates, and the basic principle of getting along with them is to get along with each other. At most, they ignore each other, and his popularity has always been good, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

So I have never heard of the term gift giving.

Xu Duozhi said seriously: "Believe it or not, anyway, that's what I told you."

Zhou Ze replied without any resistance: "Well, thank you."

"You are polite, we are all classmates..."

Xu Dazhi seemed to start talking about the mountains again, but this time he was interrupted by a phone call.

His cell phone leaked a bit, and he could even hear intermittent human voices on the opposite side.

Quite noisy.

"Hello? What's the matter, Brother Pei...Ang, I'm at home...your car? It's over here, how about I ride it for you now? Where are you?...Okay, wait, I'll be right away...no I said, why did Aunt Su drink herself to the hospital..."

While answering the phone, Xu Duozhi hurried upstairs to get a bunch of keys, then rushed out like a bolt of lightning, rode on a black motorcycle at the door, and left at a fast speed.

Zhou Ze stared at the scenery outside the door thoughtfully. The fallen leaves of sycamore trees were trampled to pieces.There was more than half of a bowl of beef noodles left, and when it cooled, oily spots floated on the surface.

He looked away, and then went to check out.