Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Yu Kangzhe was still holding the notebook in his hand. Hearing this, he turned his head in a daze, looking at Yu Yehao as if he was meeting Yu Yehao for the first time; his eyelashes trembled, and after a while, they drooped like two small fans, Hidden behind the round gold-rimmed glasses, a burst of damp mist rose.He took off his glasses and wiped them. While waiting for Yu Yehao to come over, he said absentmindedly, "Maybe... yes, I have something to say."

Something needs to be said, and it needs to be said at the right time.Yu Ye understood this truth very well, so he chose to come back and listen to the other party; and Yu Kangzhe himself knew it well, even if he planned to digest it alone, or treat it as a secret that will blow away with the wind, he still has to say it now, friend For you, don't waste your heart.

Therefore, it wasn't very connected, he handed the notebook that he had been holding in his hand to the other party.

Yu Ye was so used to taking it and flipping through it. After all, it is not a secret that Yu Kangzhe loves graffiti. He used to draw messy things in his classroom notebooks. There were all kinds of small portraits and comic strips. Similarly, he thought that this time It was just a simple sharing, but when I opened it, I found that for some reason, it became a series of blank spaces. I could only find the traces of those things that existed in the past in the many abruptly left page numbers.

He frowned, probably guessing what Yu Kangzhe wanted to say from this abnormal change, but he still waited patiently for the other party to speak. Sure enough, the next second, Yu Kangzhe put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose and asked him: " Good brother, if I continue to paint, what do you think?"

Yu Kang has a philosophy of painting, and he also likes painting. Yu Yehao knows it all too well.

Therefore, he didn't give any extra explanation to this sentence, he knew that Yu Yehao would understand, just like many times, when two people sat in the corner of the auditorium, imagining the future endlessly, Yu Yehao would always look He raised his thumb: "Yu Kangzhe, why don't you just become a cartoonist!"

But now it is the first half of the second year of high school, and they have almost passed half of their high school career, Yu Kangzhe thought: Is it okay?Is it not too late?

He doesn't have a bright mind like Yu Yehao's. He has made a lot of efforts to get to where he is today, and he firmly believes that he will survive this long battle, and he will never be a coward who gives up halfway. Wouldn't it be counted as a breach of promise?

Yu Kangzhe clenched his hands into fists, and smiled reluctantly: "Forget it, you should just think I'm talking nonsense."

But Yu Yehao finally spoke. He closed the empty notebook, put it aside, and said seriously: "Why not? As long as you are prepared and really want to do it, there is nothing wrong with it." OK."

Brother Zhezhe finally broke his guard, and he looked like he was about to cry or not: "My parents asked me if I wanted to learn painting on weekends. But I thought about it for two days, but I still didn't agree; I thought, it's hard I have only come to this day, if I go to do other things, I am sorry for myself? I am also sorry for my parents who serve me like my ancestors, and Lao Yang talked with me last week, saying that my grades have improved. ...!"

Yu Kangzhe wiped away his tears: "Hi Yu Ye, tell me I'm cheap or not, I've already agreed to give up, I even wiped the painting, but I still feel uncomfortable, I can't help but imagine, what if Woolen cloth?"

What if if we change the road, not only will it not get worse, but life will be better?

But no one can predict the future, just like no one can imagine it. Yu Kangzhe, who is more carefree than anyone else, unexpectedly touched a little hidden pain of growth before many people.

"Yu Kangzhe," Yu Yehao called his name and interrupted him, "There is no such thing as saying sorry to anyone, even if there is, looking back after a few years, I didn't choose what I wanted to do today, and the only one who is sorry is you. "

"Furthermore," Yu Ye reassured him intentionally, "At our level, if you think it's not good enough, you can come back and continue the class. With Brother Haohao here, what are you afraid of?"

Yu Kangzhe finally broke through his tears and laughed, and he didn't know if he was trying to reassure Yu Yehao. He shoved Yu Yehao's shoulder, looked at the clock in front of the classroom, and didn't mention it again, but his expression looked much better than before. , and then began to worry about the make-up class that Yu Ye had skipped: "Okay, how long have you been on leave, shouldn't it be time to go back to class?"

Coincidentally, Yang Yuanjie came out to look for him with a question, "You two have talked enough, Yu Ye, hurry up and do the question!"

Yu Yehao responded, then turned around and saw Yu Kangzhe smiling at him with his notebook in his hands, but it was not as happy as before; he seemed to be infected, so he suddenly thought about the future, about the future with Zhu Qingqing.Even now that the other party has improved to the point where they are completely different from each other, it still fails to dispel Yu Yehao's worries about her future being completely different from his own.

After going back, I still have to mention it tactfully.he thought so.

When school was over again, it was already dark again. Yu Yehao and the second grader in the tutoring grade went out of the school together, and saw a tall and thin figure standing under the street lamp opposite; seeing him coming out, the figure suddenly moved. It turned out to be Xiang Kongshan, with long arms and long legs, was walking towards him with two pieces of paper in his hand.

Xiang Kongshan stood still in front of him, and nodded with the younger second who hadn't seen much of the world and was a little bit at a loss, as a greeting; then, he went straight in and stuffed the two pieces of paper in his hand into Yu Ye's mouth. Hao Huai Li, she was still angry when she spoke, and it sounded hurtful: "Ancestor, Xueba, the paper you want."

Yu Ye was quicker than his brain, folded the paper in half and put it in his schoolbag, only to be belatedly aware of the slightly strange eyes of the second grader next to him.The latter stared at his empty hand, swallowed, and asked weakly: "Hi Yu Ye, what paper is it? You two are still doing it differently?"

The two of them who didn't think there was anything wrong at first were taken aback, and then Yu Yehao remembered: That's right, I played too much with Xiang Kongshan recently, and almost forgot that Yigao had a tense relationship with the experiment.

Thinking about it this way, the two papers in his schoolbag suddenly became a little hot.

The second grader is still a little old-fashioned. Since entering the school, he has followed the teacher's teachings, studied hard and made progress every day, and vowed to step on the experiment on the soles of his feet. Even the slogan he shouted in his dreams was "Down with the experiment and bring down the empty mountain; so, although I have heard it for a long time. Guo Yu Yehao seems to have a good relationship with several people in the experiment. At this time, I can see that the world view is still shattered, and even the tone becomes faint, and it gets into Yu Yehao's ears: "Yu Yehao, you can't -"

Yu Yehao was aroused with goose bumps all over his body, and rushed to say, "I don't have any!"

"Really?" The second still didn't believe it. He glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at Kongshan, then leaned closer to Yu Yehao, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yang must have told your class today that the newly issued papers cannot If you show it to others, you have to do it yourself."

Yu Yehao suddenly felt guilty, nodded indiscriminately and said, "I know."

No.2, full of melancholy, told Yu Yehao one way or another, as if as long as he didn't stare at him today, Yu Yehao would hold the treasure that Yang Yuanjie worked so hard to develop and hand it to Xiangkong in the next second The palm of the hand.Yu Ye sent him off with great difficulty, turned around, and found that Xiang Kongshan was staring at him thoughtfully, and opened his mouth to ask, "What paper?"

Xiao Yu: "..."

He pretended to be stupid: "Ah? What are you talking about? Haha, I don't understand."

"Teacher Yang said he was covering the papers he made." Xiang Kongshan calmly shook the words that the second grader had just whispered to Yu Yehao, and while talking, he approached curiously, "I really want to You know, you know, how powerful is it?"

Yu Ye has a good heart:!Hey, Chinlier, show me your true form quickly!

Yu Ye put on a good face: "No, this is confidential, so I can't say it."

Xiang Kongshan clicked his tongue, unwilling to give up: "I'll treat you to a popsicle."

"No."

"Add a cup of Bobo milk tea, double thick milk."

"……no."

Yu Yehao, who was easy to fool at first, was determined not to say anything this time. No matter how much he coaxed Xiang Kongshan, he just didn't nod. The two of them stood in a stalemate at the school gate for about ten minutes. The former finally gave up first and stretched out his hands. He touched the top of his head vigorously, as if he wanted to touch his head at once; but Yu Ye was so protective of his schoolbag that he had no time to resist, so he could only let him ravage him, and said reluctantly: "A real man's head can't be touched randomly, you do you know!"

"You're really a man, you're just a kid, the kind who just learned how to protect food." Xiang Kongshan laughed at him.

Yu Ye was even more unhappy, he opened his mouth and was about to get angry, but the moment he opened his mouth, Xiang Kongshan threw a candy into his mouth as if by magic; when he opened his mouth in a daze, the taste of candy spread in his mouth Open, it is lychee flavor, sweet.

Oops.Yu Ye rolled his eyes nervously: I can't get angry anymore.

"Let's go." Xiang Kongshan seemed to be drifting, he had already walked several steps in the opposite direction, his schoolbag flickered, and he waved to him with his back. Think of it consciously:

He still forgot to ask if Xiang Kongshan was angry after ignoring him over the weekend.

By the looks of it, it shouldn't be there, right?

Yu Ye heaved a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't figure out why he was so relieved, and whether Xiang Kongshan was angry or not, he didn't care about his business, but he still put down half of his heart, and quickly cleaned up the homework that was left behind, and then wiped out the homework that was left at noon. The finished paper was flattened, and I pondered over the remaining blank questions, but I still couldn't figure it out, so I simply took a short break for myself, sighed, and picked up the phone again.

He stayed for a while at Xiang Kongshan's avatar in the address book, still hesitating about whether to talk to the other party, and then after a few minutes, Xiang Kongshan's avatar was grayed out, and he lost this opportunity. He had no choice but to quit in despair, so he didn't notice that shortly after Xiang Kongshan went offline, Zhu Qingqing's head lighted up silently.

[Good brother,] Zhu Qingqing is here again, [Can you help me with my homework? ]

With the addition of what Yu Kangzhe said, Yu Yehao of course agreed. He carefully looked at the pictures sent by the other party, found out a few harmless mistakes, and then praised habitually: [Qingqing, you are really getting better and better. up! ]

Is it?

The love liar Brother Xiaoshan crossed his legs, and in the melodious erhu sound of his sister next door, he smiled and pressed a sentence to send:

[I also feel that it is easier than doing it before, so, good brother, is there any more difficult question, if you can't solve it, it's even better! /naughty/naughty]

The author has something to say:

Love scammers are doing some deadly work.