Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

Both Yu Yehao and Xiang Kongshan were speechless, the only sound left on the street was the cries of children and He Jingle's insane laughter alternately back and forth, which made people's ears hurt.

The two looked at each other, and Yu Yehao turned his head first. His chest heaved, and a small slit in his mouth opened a thin wisp of white smoke. After the initial impulse passed, he suddenly lost all ability to speak. Desire, Xiang Kongshan finally asked He Jingle reluctantly: "What are you doing back to school so late?"

He Jingle said in a daze, "I'm looking for you two, don't you make up lessons?"

That's right, the emotional one didn't even know that they had stopped making up classes for several days, and it was purely because a blind cat ran into a mouse to catch up with it today.

Xiang Kongshan hesitated to speak, and finally said: "...Forget it."

He was too lazy to ask such idiot questions about what this idiot asked the two of them to do. Compared with that, he cared more about what Yu Yehao had just said.

In fact, Xiang Kongshan sometimes thinks that if the fate of everything in the world depends on threads, then his relationship with Yu Ye must be the most chaotic mess, and every wrinkled and knotted turning point is an inappropriate expression Desire, when one person wants to ask, the other person often doesn't want to say it, just like this time.

Besides, there was He Jingle in the middle, so there was no chance.

This man was holding his glasses in his hand, and took out a square-folded glasses cloth from his jacket pocket, and wiped it carefully, not listening to anyone, even if the two Yushu Linfeng were standing in front of him The school bully who was not near-sighted, still changed hands and put the almost thin lens on the bridge of the nose again, and then said very stinkingly: "Handsome?"

Yu Ye was too lazy to talk about him, so he nodded dispensably, looked at the other person, took a deep breath, and said, "Then I'll go home first."

He Jingle seemed a little dizzy with his new glasses, and he shook his head before realizing: "Ah? Go home? Aren't you going to eat with us?"

Xiang Kongshan: "..."

Xiang Kongshan: "Wait who promised to eat with you—"

It was too late for him to say this, because it seemed that the remaining two people didn't seem to care very much, Yu Yehao just shook his head: "Not today, my mother is waiting for me to go back for dinner."

"Okay then." He Jingle could only put his hand on Xiang Kongshan's shoulder regretfully, "We'll be together next time, remember to make an agreement with Auntie in advance!"

"……Um."

Yu Yehao still laughed at the end, but I don't know if it was Xiang Kongshan's illusion, he felt that the smile was somewhat forced, he stared at Yu Yehao without saying a word, and when the other party was about to turn around, he suddenly said: "Okay."

"Ok?"

"See you tomorrow."

Yu Yehao's nose sharpened, and he almost rushed forward to punch Xiang Kongshan twice.

He thought: Here it is again.

Every time I see you tomorrow, he didn't say it. He just fulfilled the agreement and strictly followed the rules like memorizing and applying mathematical formulas. What was Xiang Kongshan surprised by?

"Damn it!" Yu Yehao shouted as the light made Yu Yehao's eyes watery.

In fact, Yu Yehao also heard about the training camp, and because Yang Yuanjie was considered to be very easy to get along with among the teachers, he knew more about the response.

For example, both schools want to be the training venue for this time, so the two principals have played tricks several times in front of the city bureau, and the fight is very angry; The school will no longer be responsible for the control of the mathematics competition, but will be responsible for the official competition. The specific form of expression is a two-week winter camp.

And these little bits and pieces, after he said goodbye to Kong Shan, he slowly remembered when he was walking on the empty street alone.

He finally found an excuse for his inexplicable anger and loss. Obviously, everything he wanted to say was serious, but he was dealt with so lightly, and the puppy would be scratched at his chin and patted his head when he held a bone in his mouth. Well, co-author Xiang Kongshan really treats him as a pet?

Just like dealing with pets, you don't need to remember what you said, you just need to tease it a few times when you need it, and you will get the puppies to follow.

The more Yu Xiaogou thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help kicking on the stone pier that was a little higher on the curb. The result was too much force, his teeth were grinning in pain, and tears flowed out; he went home and looked at it again. , There was a small cut in the toe, not big, but deep, and a little blood flowed out.

Ye Xin took the Band-Aid for him, frowning, and told him worriedly: "Don't touch the water, your toes are stuffy, and they are most likely to be infected and inflamed."

He stared at the small wound on his foot that he had to look hard to see clearly, and shrank his neck a little scared, thinking that his mother must be alarmist: "No way? I think you take the Band-Aid 2 minutes late, it may be broken Healed."

"Don't take it seriously!" Ye Xin patted his head and complained, "It's almost eighteen, and you can still knock your feet when you walk every day. Hello Yu Ye, are you still a child?"

Yu Ye pouted unwillingly: "Don't mention a man's age lightly! A man will be a teenager until he dies!"

"..."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing: "But you can mention Yu Ye well, because he is mother's good boy."

Yu Yehao talked with Ye Xin for a while, and finally sent him out of the room; the door was closed, but he suddenly stopped laughing as if discouraged.

He did his homework without saying a word, recited the text, and his toes wrapped in Band-Aids were cute and shiny by the side of the chair, and there was some faint pain; this pain seemed to remind him, only to see his pen tip suddenly stopped, and then took Picking up the mobile phone next to him, he quickly blocked Xiang Kongshan.

He decided to forget the rules and never see Xiang Kongshan again tomorrow.

But they were still talking in the small group, He Jingle seemed to be living in his mobile phone, and he didn't know where he was talking so much every day, Yu Ye looked at a few pages at a glance, and found that Xiang Kongshan replied at the bottom After a series of ellipses, he followed up with a sentence, and wanted to sing against Xiang Kongshan, and pressed the voice note in feigned surprise: "Oh my god, is it true? Xiao Le, your English teacher really knows how to secretly pick your feet in class." ?"

He almost sent several people away in the group with a little joy, and even Young Master He had goosebumps; but this is not important, the important thing is that finally someone is willing to praise He Jingle, the young master is so excited that the keyboard is almost rubbing sparks Li: [Yes, yes, although I am fifty degrees short-sighted, I can see clearly! ]

Ke Wenyao interjected puzzledly: [I haven't seen you for two days, are you already short-sighted? ]

He Jingle: [Hmm, unfortunately, I am the first short-sighted person since the establishment of this group. You can no longer surpass me. My success will always be engraved on the milestones of this group! ]

Ke Wenyao: ...

So what's there to brag about?

Xiang Kongshan came out and said: [Don't pay attention to him, he has a problem with his mind. ]

Yu Yehao immediately followed up, because she wanted too much yin and yang, and accidentally changed into a Taiwanese accent with too much force: "My God! Xiaole, is it true, the world of myopia must be very exciting!"

He Jingle continued: [Well, although my myopia is only fifty degrees, I already feel that mysterious atmosphere, and I will continue to work hard! ]

Ke Wenyao: [...Although I really don't want to interrupt you, can you stop working hard on this kind of thing! ]

Xiang Kongshan didn't say another word. Anyway, Yu Ye was happy when he was happy. As long as the other party wanted to, he was also willing to read nonsense on the phone. He even smiled subconsciously when he quit the public chat to click on the other party's chat window alone.He dawdled in the dialogue between the two, guessing that the atmosphere was right at this time, he asked: [What do you want to say to me today? ]

The message was not sent out after two rounds, but there was a bright red exclamation mark next to it.

He couldn't smile.

The author has something to say:

"A Sore Nose" "Give Him Two Punches"

[Hmm, let's not see each other tomorrow!

2021.1.12 revision: I don’t know which paragraph labeled He Jingle as Ke Wenyao, it has been corrected.Thoughts: In the next life, the two of them must be biological brothers. It's hard to tell whose surname they will be with. Let's have a fight and see.

2021.1.12 Re-edited: I changed "eye contact" to "face food", I'm sorry, next time I will have a full meal before I start writing.