How the protagonist was marked by the poor

When the old donkey poked his head out of the window, Shi Yao took a sip of water and looked at him curiously: "Director, what's wrong?"

Wen Yuan also raised his head, his eyes were extraordinarily clear.

"What were you two doing just now?" The old donkey narrowed his eyes, and the wrinkles around him piled up.

"Ah," Shi Yao said, "Did you go there for nothing?"

"Didn't you go there? So much sweat on your forehead?" The old donkey didn't believe it, and looked at Wen Yuan again, "Are you two in the laboratory building?"

"Physical education." Wen Yuan said concisely.

"We can't sweat a little while playing, teacher." Shi Yao said with a grin.

The old donkey still didn't believe it, and asked, "What about after playing?"

"I'm going back to the classroom after playing ball." Shi Yao looked around, "If you don't believe me, you can ask my classmates."

Zhao Tingyan raised his hand first: "It's true, teacher. They will come back after playing."

"You guys go away," the old donkey glared at Zhao Tingyan, "don't think I don't know you guys. What about the squad leader, tell me, the squad leader."

Liu Xingyu stood up instantly after being called out: "It's true, teacher."

The old donkey looked at Liu Xingyu for a while, frowned, and finally believed it. He looked at Shi Yao and Wen Yuan and said, "Okay, let's study."

"What's the situation?" After the old donkey left, Zhao Tingyan suddenly leaned over, "Why did you offend the old donkey?"

Wen Yuan knew Zhao Dapao's urinating nature, and he would never give up without asking for something. He moved his lips, pointed at Shi Yao and said, "Smoking."

"Damn it," Zhao Tingyan gave Shi Yao a thumbs up, "You're awesome, Brother Shi."

"Thank you, thank you." Shi Yao was cheeky and didn't know what modesty meant. After exchanging greetings, he said to Liu Xingyu, "Thank you, monitor."

Shi Yao seldom skipped classes, and spent most of his time sleeping in his seat.

Wen Yuan stopped the car after finishing a physics problem. He dropped out of high school and stayed in the society for a few years. Now it is a bit difficult to learn this knowledge at first glance.

He rubbed his eye sockets, looked out the window, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and the wind blew the treetops, shaking violently.

The window was not closed tightly, and the cold wind slipped in through the crack of the window. Wen Yuan glanced at Shi Yao, and saw him lying on the table in short sleeves, with half of his face exposed.

Maybe it was blown by the cold wind, he curled up his hands, and buried his face deeper into his arms.

Wen Yuan pursed his lower lip, raised his hand to close the window, and casually put his school uniform jacket on him.

Rather than covering it, it is more appropriate to say throwing it.

"Brother Yuan," Zhao Tingyan just woke up, and happened to bump into this scene when he looked up, and said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"Hot," Wen Yuan moved his fingertips slightly, and said with a paralyzed face.

Zhao Tingyan asked somewhat incomprehensibly, "You still close the windows when it's hot?"

Wen Yuan's face became even more paralyzed, and he looked at him impatiently: "I'll close it, do you have any objections?"

"Eh..." Zhao Tingyan dared not have any objections, "No."

strangeness.

really weird.

Zhao Tingyan couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up and turned around to play games with Wang Po.

When Shi Yao woke up, he stayed there for a few seconds, and when he sat up, something slipped from his body, and he quickly caught it.

When I picked it up, it was a school uniform jacket.

If you get close, you can smell the light soap smell and the unique smell of pheromone on Wen Yuan's body.

Shi Yao lowered his head and sniffed lightly, and a cold voice came from beside him: "Are you a dog?"

For the first time, Shi Yao didn't reply, nor did he smile, he just looked at Wen Yuan with something mixed in his dark eyes, which Wen Yuan couldn't understand.

He frowned lightly, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard Shi Yao ask him: "...how do you think Jiang Cen compares to me?"

Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he thought this question was a bit ridiculous.

"Why compare with him?"

Shi Yao pursed his lower lip, because when he first came to school, all he heard were rumors about how Wen Yuan liked Jiang Cen.

He was actually a little scared, Wen Yuan now ignores Jiang Cen because he can't forget him.

"It's okay." Shi Yao lowered his long eyelashes, and his voice was casual, "I just woke up, my head is not clear, don't worry about me."

The classroom was a bit chaotic at the moment, Wen Yuan looked at Shi Yao's side profile, which had a high bridge of nose, and he moved his eyes again, falling on his drooping eyelids.

Shi Yao's eyelids are very thin, and when they are drooping, they are different from their usual bohemian state.

It will make people think he is nice.

This kind of cuteness makes people want to touch his head.

When Wen Yuan came back to his senses, his hand was already on top of Shi Yao's head.

The surrounding voices were still noisy, and Shi Yao's back suddenly froze, like a cat being grabbed by the back of the neck.

He looked up at Wen Yuan with a jaw-dropping expression.

"You are very good." Wen Yuan did not withdraw his hand, but touched it twice very naturally, his voice was still cold, "You are much better than him."

Am I good?

Shi Yao's eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

This is fooling the child.

However, he inexplicably likes this feeling of being fooled.

There was a regular sound of high heels in the corridor.

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

The head teacher entered the classroom with the notebook for the meeting.She knocked on the table and pointed to the back: "Sit down, don't sleep, what are you doing at night?"

The students in the back row raised their heads feebly.

"Announce one thing," the class teacher turned his eyes to the classroom, "Our school will hold the first monthly exam of this semester tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, those half-dead students came back to their senses in an instant, and the classroom was full of wailing.

Why take the exam so soon.

Why do you have to take an exam? It's so annoying.

Wen Yuan was not too touched by this exam, he thought it would be okay to take the exam once, and he also wanted to see what level he was.

Although Ms. Mu Yao didn't care too much about his grades, she couldn't be too embarrassed.

"What?" Shi Yao glanced at the head teacher, then at Wen Yuan, "Are you worried about the exam?"

Wen Yuan had a ghostly expression: "Which eye did you see?"

Shi Yao said in his heart, I have seen with both eyes, but this is something that must never be said.

Because he was afraid that this classmate would beat him up in front of all the classmates in the class.

"I was worried about the exam." Shi Yao smiled, and changed his words politely.

Zhao Tingyan interrupted suddenly: "Who is worried about the exam, Brother Yuan is not worried either."

Wen Yuan squinted at him.

Zhao Tingyan pretended he didn't see it, and finished his sentence very firmly: "Because Brother Yuan was sleeping during the exam."

During the exam the next day, Zhao Tingyan was dumbfounded. When he woke up, Wen Yuan, who was supposed to be sleeping, seriously wrote the answers on the test paper.

Wen Yuan had already written more than half of the composition for the first language test.

Zhao Tingyan felt that he must be dreaming.

After the first exam, he rushed to Wen Yuan's side and asked, "Brother Yuan, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Wen Yuan gave him a cold look.

"Where's Brother Shi?" Zhao Tingyan touched his nose angrily, and changed the subject.

Wen Yuan said: "I was assigned to a mixed examination room."

Zhao Tingyan didn't know whether he was envious or jealous, "Let's go and see Brother Shi and see if he's okay."

Wen Yuan didn't speak, and Zhao Tingyan didn't know whether he objected or agreed, and he didn't dare to act without authorization. In the end, he saw the person walking out of the classroom with long legs and walking towards the mixed examination room.

"Where did you say he went?" After Wen Yuan arrived, he found his examination number, but he was not there.

The female classmate with shoulder-length hair said from the side: "Shi Yao didn't take the exam this time."

Wen Yuan frowned, although Shi Yao doesn't follow the rules, but there is always a limit.

He heard the female classmate say again: "Just 15 minutes into the opening, Shi Yao jumped out of the window and ran, and the invigilator couldn't even shout."

It is impossible for Shi Yao to jump out of the window for no reason. What made him jump out of the window during the exam.

The girl looked out the window, the sky was gloomy, the raindrops hit the banana leaves, and the water splashed everywhere. She clicked her tongue softly and continued: "And it's raining so hard, you didn't even take an umbrella, you're crazy."

crazy……

There is only one thing that can make him react so much.

"Brother Shi is too awesome," Zhao Tingyan was dumbfounded while listening, "It just didn't end well, it's a little troublesome, maybe it's not just a matter of self-criticism."

Wen Yuan didn't listen to what he said at all, but he clenched his fingers tightly and asked with a gloomy face, "Which class is Wu Qiandong invigilating?"

"Ah?" Seeing Wen Yuan's scary expression for the first time, Zhao Tingyan said in a daze, "I heard from the class monitor that Teacher Wu seems to have asked for leave."

There was a sudden thunder outside, with lightning and thunder.

"He didn't come to proctor today."

The author has something to say:

It's late and a little Calvin.

I finish this plot as soon as possible, and then start a sweet love.