I caught a sea king's fish

Shi Yao didn't take Shi An's words that he emphasized twice into his heart, because he closed his eyes after repeating, and his body was about to fall on the table.

Shi Yao still kept his head sideways, and when he saw his movement, he immediately stretched out his hands to cover his head. The wound on his hand was hit by Shi An's head, which hurt very much.

Later, Shi Yao was thankful that he controlled his strength, otherwise, if his hands were smashed on the table, he would be finished.

The movement was a bit loud, and everyone who heard the sound turned to look over. Teacher Tang's expression changed immediately, and he immediately dialed the number he had been calling on his cell phone.

All the movements seemed to have nothing to do with the person in his arms, so Shi An quietly leaned against Shi Yao's arms, and Shi Yao could even feel his steady, hot breathing.

He rested the man's head on his shoulder and held it up with his uninjured hand.

The wound on the right hand was squeezed open again, and blood seeped into the gauze.

Shi Yao looked down, and sure enough there were some bloodstains on Shi An's cheeks, and he couldn't wipe them off now, the blood on his right hand was still oozing, and the reddened area of ​​the gauze was quietly expanding.

The doctor came quickly, Shi Yao noticed their clothes, connected with Teacher Tang's nervousness, and gained a new understanding of Shi'an's rich family background.

To have a dedicated medical team, how rich must be, there must be a lot of houses...

Shi Yao was mourned on a daily basis because of making money to buy a house.

"Blood? Little——, where did he get hurt?" One of the older, healthy-looking people asked nervously.

Shi Yao slightly raised his voice and said to the man: "Well, he's fine, the blood is mine, I accidentally touched it when I was helping him just now."

Butler Rong looked back with sharp eyes when he heard the sound, his eyelids twitched when he saw the red gauze on Shi Yao's palm, and thanked him solemnly and politely.

In Shi Yao's eyes, he was an elder, and he couldn't bear to be thanked so solemnly by an elder. Besides, it was just a matter of effort, so he quickly stood up and said emphatically, "It's nothing, nothing."

It's just that the blood on his palm is too dazzling, which makes his "nothing" not convincing.

Butler Rong asked his name, as if there was another thank you, which made Shi Yao really flattered.

Shi An was taken away by the doctor, and the group left a person to treat the wound on Shi Yao's hand again, but Shi Yao did not refuse.

Because it was still time for self-study, the two came to the office. Seeing that the doctor who was proficient in measuring Shi An's temperature and checking his eyeballs was now treating himself for trauma, Shi Yao's eyes flashed, and he asked politely: "Student Shi An Are you often injured and sick?"

The doctor who bandaged him didn't answer, and he didn't even stop the injury. Shi Yao was not surprised by his reaction, after all, it involved Shi'an's privacy, and he didn't know him that well.

Maybe it's because the medicine is a good medicine. Shi Yao felt that the wound on his hand didn't hurt so much anymore. Of course, it might just be a psychological effect, because the doctor's treatment in front of him was very professional at first glance.

Just as Shi Yao got up to thank him, he heard the other party say: "Young master is not in good health. When we are away, please take care of your classmates in the future."

After saying that, he still has to bow to Shi Yao.

Shi Yao's scalp became numb, and when he immediately stretched out his hand to stop someone, his usually sharp tongue stuttered, and he just kept saying, "He is my classmate, we will help each other when we encounter problems. "

Shi Yao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the white coat walking out of the office and disappearing from the shadow queen.

Originally, some worried emotions were dissipated under such a series of operations, but the person who was childishly emphasizing that he was very powerful in the last second was unconscious and passed out in the next second. Somewhat uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, Shi Yao sighed again.

"What sigh?"

"Things are impermanent." Shi Yao blurted out, and after finishing speaking, he returned to his senses and looked towards the voice, only to see Lao Ban standing next to him with no expression.

Shi Yao immediately stood up, smiled at Lao Ban, and said, "Old Ban, I'm going back first!"

"Hold on."

Shi Yao stopped when he heard this, and waited for the head teacher to speak.

"Is your hand okay?"

Shi Yao rolled his eyes and said, "The exam is basically all right, but this time the steps may be a bit brief."

The old class nodded, put the teaching ruler on the table, and said, "Don't write the Chinese composition this time, and the score will be based on your average score in the previous Chinese composition."

Shi Yao was startled, then nodded with a smile: "Thank you, teacher."

"Go back."

Basic writing is okay, except that the writing is ugly and the size cannot be controlled, there is no major problem, but the card can't be painted, Shi Yao's right hand basically can't work hard, let alone paint the card to show it.

Shi Yao was a little dizzy when he thought of English cardboard.

The light in Shi Yao's room was on until the early hours of the morning.

.....

He stepped into the classroom with his front foot, and Jiang Shijie came with his back foot.

Jiang Shijie: "Can you write with your hand?"

Shi Yao looked up at the person standing next to him, and smiled flamboyantly: "Your father is omnipotent."

Jiang Shijie looked at Shi Yao's palms that were wrapped into rice dumplings, and he didn't choke. He was a little speechless. He saw the doctor bandaging him yesterday. After one night, I don't know what he thought. Wrapped up like this...

The examination room was graded according to the last final grade. Shi Yao sat leisurely in the first seat of the first examination room, and Jiang Shijie sat next to him in the first vertical row.

The first examination room was basically in Shi Yao's class, occasionally a few students from the international class were mixed in.

"What does this mean?"

"how could I know?"

"I was 35th last time."

"I'm 34."

"Then why are you sitting in my seat?!"

"..."

One after another, people have arrived at the examination room. The seats in the examination room are arranged in a zigzag manner. Students after the 15th have found that they have been given a seat backwards.

The classmate who was supposed to be No.15 was one of the thorny twins in the international class. He glanced at the name sticker on his seat and consciously took the No. 16 seat silently.

"Qin Shuyu, I remember you are not 15?"

The person who was called looked at his younger brother indifferently, and raised his chin at him.

Qin Shuhan glanced knowingly at the seat bar on that seat, paused, without saying a word, and walked back obediently to find his own seat.

The people who were paying attention didn't understand why, the two of them have always been flamboyant and disobedient, and because the Qin family is a giant in the city, and the two brothers have good grades, they are free to do small things in school.

There were two bangs, and everyone turned their attention to the door, only to see Lao Ban knocking on the door with his ruler and walking in with the paper in his arms.

"Sit down according to the name tags on the seats." Lao Ban glanced at everyone and said with a serious face.

Under the sight of the old class's death, the 35th student walked out of the examination room with his things. When the people who came in later found out about the seats, they were only surprised and sat in the prescribed seats.

As more and more people came, the empty seat in the first row became more and more conspicuous.

Stepping on the bell of the examination room, the owner of seat 15 finally arrived late.

Shi Yao had been lowering his head to adjust his pen holding posture.However, at that moment, he seemed to feel something when he looked up, and Shi An's figure just bumped into his eyes.

The movement of the day before was not too big or too small, but everyone sitting in this examination room knew about it.

Shi An blocked those sights by himself, and walked towards the empty seat with a calm expression. No one else knew, but Shi Yao, who had a little contact with Shi An, saw his abnormality.

His physical condition is not very optimistic.

Shi Yao frowned and looked at that person, thinking that he would not come to take this exam. During this period of time, Shi Yao had a general idea of ​​his background. Being able to directly parachute into the rocket class would allow Mr. Tang to take extra care of him. Ignoring the coercion of the old class...

So this test is not important to him at all.

boom.

Laoban's teaching ruler was knocked on Shi Yao's desk, and his puzzled gaze at Shi An was forcibly interrupted.

Shi An heard the sound and glanced this way, Shi Yao's eyes were better, and he happened to see Shi An's reddened ear tips.

Yesterday, the picture of Shi An emphasizing that he is very good broke into Shi Yao's mind again.

Is this the reason?

Shi Yao laughed because of his conjecture, but when he saw Shi An raised his eyebrows provocatively, he tried to verify it.

...

Shi Yao had never realized that he could write papers so slowly. Although he had a hunch, he couldn't write a sentence for a long time, which made him want to throw away his pen and stop writing.

After finally writing the quiz and answer questions at once, Shi Yao breathed a sigh of relief and put down his pen after looking at the filling options on the answer sheet.

His movements were not small, after all, the sound of pens falling on the table after writing two strokes was quite loud in the quiet examination room.

Seeing his difficulty, Lao Ban frowned, and when he put down the pen, his mind was moved, and he almost got up to see how much Shi Yao had written.

The night before, Shi Yao practiced painting cards with his left hand all night. He picked up a pencil and painted cards one by one with a serious face.

Fortunately, there were not many multiple-choice questions in Chinese, and he finally finished painting the cards under his hard struggle.

Originally, he wanted to struggle and write a structure for the composition, but now Shi Yao felt that he was very tired. He recalled the previous composition points and put down the pen safely.

Shi Yao lay down directly on the seat. Although he often finished writing the test papers before the specified time, he would not be so blatantly lying on the seat to sleep, because it would be very hateful. After all, he was sitting in the first place. indivual.

The old class didn't bother him this time either, Shi Yao glanced at his hands, thinking that there were three more exams to come, he felt a little depressed.

He was lying on his stomach with his head tilted, just in time to see Shi An seriously answering the question.

It's really amazing, Shi Yao thought in a daze, obviously he fainted day after day, because with that one sentence, he really rushed over the next day.

The straight back seemed to be the result of some kind of seal, unshakable.