Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Su Mianyang was woken up by Xiao Lang, the journey was so boring, he fell asleep after a while.

Coupled with the reason why he didn't sleep well last night, Su Mianyang slept very soundly this time, and didn't wake up until the driver at the destination stopped.

Facing Xiao Lang's gaze, Su Mianyang was a little embarrassed, obviously he was the one who said he wanted to wake someone up, but instead he snoozes and becomes the one to be woken up.

But it's impossible for him to admit his mistake like this, "I'm here to exercise your adaptability and see if you can wake up in time when no one is calling."

"The price is so high that we almost couldn't get out of the car." Xiao Lang simply followed his words, choking him to death with one sentence.

Su Mian raised his shoulders, and just about to say something, the numbness in his right elbow made him hiss.

Only then did he realize that instead of separating their hands after waking up, their fingers intertwined harmoniously, and the long-term holding made their tight palms sweat a little.

Su Mianyang quickly withdrew his hand, and subconsciously rubbed it on his pants. The palm of the hand that he had been holding all the way suddenly loosened and became a little empty. He clenched his fist involuntarily.

Xiao Lang's expression was very natural, no matter whether it was from holding hands just now or being let go suddenly, he didn't say anything, and he didn't look at Su Mianyang more.

It seems that all these things are perfectly normal, but it makes Su Mianyang feel that his reaction is a bit extreme.

He wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but found that there was really nothing to talk about.

In the end, it was Zhang Haichao who said, "Get out of the car, let's go." That broke the embarrassment.

As soon as they saw that they were standing, the students in the car who had been sleeping crookedly regained their energy in an instant, and the ones behind threw themselves on the ones in front, and several of them gathered together talking and laughing.

Xiao Lang got out of the car behind Su Mianyang, and the two kept a close distance, neither of them spoke first.

When he got out of the car, Su Mianyang seemed to remember something, turned around and said, "Hey, wait for me here for a while, don't run around."

Before the words fell completely, Su Mianyang followed up and said "Fuck", he touched his nose, "I'm used to talking to my sister, don't mind."

Even though it was only a small four-day holiday, many people still brought their large suitcases directly. After getting off the bus, several people lined up to collect their suitcases. There was really no way to gather in a short time.

It took Zhang Haichao a lot of effort to drag the box out. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Lang standing alone under the stop sign. He waved his hand excitedly, "Daddy Lang!"

Zhang Haichao looked around, "Where's Brother Yang?"

"He has something to leave for a while." Xiao Lang thought for a while, and confirmed that Su Mianyang did not specify the destination.

"Wow, Dad, are you so neat when you go out?" Zhang Haichao looked Xiao Lang back and forth, but he didn't see anything other than the backpack on his back.

"I brought half a backpack just for snacks, paper and pens, a change of clothes, needlework, and a medical kit. What... have you brought?"

Xiao Lang was obviously a little surprised by these things needed for going out. He would not take the initiative to participate in extracurricular activities. This was the first time he went out with the class. He had no reference experience, so he could only prepare according to his feelings.

"Paper, pen, paper, toiletries, change of clothes."

Zhang Haichao didn't know what to say, "...Lang Dae, I found that every time I talk to you, I get a critical attack... Is this the attitude and equipment you should have when you come out to play? You should bring your favorite things out .”

"I brought it," Xiao Lang said with a serious expression, "two sets of my favorite English papers."

"..." Zhang Haichao was speechless.

Why did he insist on humiliating himself to chat with Xiao Lang, wouldn't it be nice to find a quiet corner to breathe fresh air?Why do you have to come to the vicinity of this city's top student to find excitement?

Cherish life and stay away from Xiao Lang.

Originally, there were not many food stalls near the station, but due to the large number of students on the school bus, and the North Ring Road is mostly the territory of trucks and trucks, the school negotiated with the North Ring Road and made a compromise, stipulating that the food stalls near the station generally face the outer circle Moved a few hundred meters.

When Su Mianyang came back with the buns and millet porridge, all the students in the class had already cleaned up.

Jiang Yu was counting the number of people with the roster, when he saw Su Mianyang walking over unhurriedly, he gave him a wink.

"Okay, everyone is here, now I will talk about the things that need to be paid attention to."

Su Mianyang took the opportunity to sneak into the end of the line, and came to Xiao Lang's side little by little, and lightly touched Xiao Lang's arm.

When Xiao Lang looked at him suspiciously, Su Mianyang handed over the breakfast in his hand, "Didn't you eat? I bought it for you."

It was Su Mianyang's guess that he didn't eat. As for why he guessed so, there is a basis for it.

In Su Mianyang's only memory when she was a child, Ms. Zhao suffered from severe motion sickness.

Later, Ms. Zhao simply refused to eat the meal before leaving the house, so that even if she got motion sickness, she would not be able to vomit out anything in her stomach, which was much more convenient than taking preventive measures such as motion sickness stickers.

Xiao Lang didn't pick it up.

Only then did Su Mianyang realize that his overtures were too abrupt. In Xiao Lang's eyes, they should be just ordinary classmates. He didn't need to worry so much. Instead, he became suspicious, "I didn't mean anything else. I originally agreed to call You got up, make up for it."

"Thank you." Xiao Lang touched him when his fingers passed through the handle of the plastic bag. The sudden cold touch on the back of his hand made Su Mianyang tremble, and he almost couldn't hold back his hand.

After the breakfast was delivered successfully, the big rock hanging in Su Mianyang's heart finally fell to the ground. To be honest, he was quite worried. After all, this school bully looks quite expensive, so I don't know if he can see the breakfast at the breakfast shop.

The halo of the top student in the city is too dazzling, and he was parachuted into such a small classroom, and he scored 48 points for the second place in the grade without any effort.Although the students in class six didn't say it publicly, they felt that they were not the same kind of people in their hearts.

I feel that people are much more precious than myself, and I have to be cautious in the process of getting along, wanting to get close but staying away.

But an excellent person is like a luminous body, even if he does nothing, he is still a dazzling existence in the endless night, and people can't help but want to get close.

"I know," Su Mianyang was a little confused by Xiao Lang's sudden words, only to hear someone say again, "From my observations of you these past few days, you have a straightforward personality, and you don't accept it. It's impossible for you to have any other thoughts. .”

Su Mianyang resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth and turned his head, "Did you Xueba say that all single cells are so tactful?"

"No way," Xiao Lang paused for a moment, "It's purely my personal virtue to keep things aside so that we can meet again in the future."

Su Mianyang didn't know what to say.

It was Liu Juan's rule to go to the small auditorium for the class meeting after the assembly. She has always been a caring person, and she can't see the possibility of accidents happening.

Before Liu Juan set off, she gave thousands of instructions, and when she arrived at the destination, she even had to chatter. From basic necessities of life to playing and having fun, Su Mianyang once made Su Mianyang suspect that their vacation was not a few days but a few days. months.

It is impossible to listen to class meetings honestly, even in this life.

Although Zhang Haichao loves to play, he never dared to be presumptuous in front of Lao Liu. No matter how Su Mianyang hinted, he would not join in with others, and even straightened his shoulders, looking like a good student, and stared at Lao Liu.

Su Mianyang had no choice but to turn his head to look at Xiao Lang on the right.

Xiao Lang was seriously writing something in the notebook he carried with him.

Su Mianyang was a little curious, and leaned over to take a look, and found that it was densely packed with English, and he couldn't understand a single word, "What is this?"

Xiao Lang's train of thought was interrupted by such a conversation, and he paused the nib of his pen briefly, "Composition in English."

"I thought you were memorizing the precautions that Old Liu said. Fortunately, you are not so perverted." Su Mianyang's sitting posture is not particularly honest, leaning forward with his elbows propped on the table. Land on one leg.

The tables and stools in the small auditorium had been used for at least five times, and they would inevitably make creaking sounds when they were tilted and pressed by him like this.

Liu Juan was already very annoyed by this voice, and when she saw Su Mianyang shaking the bench and lying on the table looking for someone to talk to, she immediately lowered her face and called his name, "Su Mianyang, why don't you lie on top of your deskmate?"

Su Mianyang looked up at Liu Juan when his name was called suddenly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Lang again.

Xiao Lang's pen tip didn't even stop. Obviously, English composition interested him more than outside interference, so Su Mianyang looked away: "This...isn't it appropriate?"

"Are you a monkey? You climbed up the pole, didn't you? Stand up!" Liu Juan's voice became colder again, "Be honest, what did I say to your tablemate?"

The body is the first to react and obey the order. Although the time outside has only passed less than three seconds, Su Mianyang's heart has already turned back and forth.

The brain finally gave an answer after he stood up and the stool fell to the ground with a "boom" by the inertia belt, "I am commenting on the notes of my deskmate's thoughts on the theme of this class meeting."

"Tearing", Su Mianyang saw Xiao Lang's pen tip scratching the draft paper.

"Oh? Xiao Lang took notes carefully, which is worthy of praise." Obviously, Su Mianyang got the head teacher's point. At least in the eyes of others, Xiao Lang is still a cold and good student. After listening to so many words from the city's top student After the legend, no one would suspect him of deserting.

After hearing this answer, Liu Juan really calmed down, "That's just right, you come up and read the notes of your deskmate, so that everyone can learn along with it."

"This..." Su Mianyang got stuck for a while, "I'm afraid it's not right?"

Liu Juan's expression showed a bit of inquiry.

Su Mianyang coughed, "After all, it is the achievement of my deskmate. It would be too beastly for me to ask for credit. This kind of opportunity to speak on stage should be given to my deskmate."

After hearing his answer, Xiao Lang put away the pen. The pen twirled around between his fingers, and fell onto the table with a thud. Then, the owner of the pen turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, which made Su Mianyang a little Creepy.

Su Mianyang felt guilty, as if he couldn't understand Xiao Lang's eyes, he gestured to him with two fingers, "Come on."

Liu Juan felt that Su Mianyang's words made sense, and motioned him to sit down with her eyes, and by the way, called Xiao Lang's name, "Xiao Lang, come up and read your thoughts to everyone."

Xiao Lang retracted his gaze with a natural expression, and walked up to the stage with a notebook in his hands, without the slightest sense of impending disaster.

After taking the stage, Liu Juan took his notebook and flipped through it, frowning slightly, "Why are they all in English?"

"Teacher, because..." Xiao Lang paused, "taking notes like this can improve your English writing skills by the way."

Su Mianyang took the lead in applauding. He wanted to know how many surprises this coquettish schoolmaster still had that he didn't know.

Liu Juan didn't think too much, and nodded in approval, "It's a good method, worthy of praise, come and share it with everyone."

Xiao Lang took the notebook and took the position of the speaker.

Su Mianyang couldn't hold back his curiosity, and secretly raised his head to glance at the stage. Just in time, Xiao Lang's gaze also swept across him, and the two of them looked at each other for a brief second.

Xiao Lang didn't have any special reaction. He quickly looked away and straightened the notebook in his hand, "In order to ensure that the small holiday will be carried out in a safe, harmonious and enjoyable way, we would like to propose to the students participating in this small holiday. The general requirements of the..."

He breathed smoothly and fluently, from the general request to the first and second, orderly, orderly, logical and clear, and he didn't even catch his breath. After the only pause, he turned the notebook back a page.

Su Mianyang began to doubt the authenticity of his memory. He felt that Xiao Lang hadn't deserted at all, but had been listening carefully and taking notes.

Until Xiao Lang finished speaking the last word, the whole class burst into thunderous applause.

Zhang Haichao was so excited, he shook Su Mianyang's shoulders, and tears almost filled his eyes, "Fuck, Father Lang even wrote the notes for this kind of class meeting so seriously, no wonder the grades are so good. If I had such diligence and hard work, I wouldn't As for returning with a score of 61 on the test."

Su Mianyang pushed Zhang Haichao away expressionlessly, he really wanted to pour cold water on Gouzi: No, what you lack is not hard work and hard work at all, what you lack is the brains that can make up short essays on the spot.

But this hurdle was finally over, Su Mianyang leaned back in the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

Liu Juan was also very satisfied with this class meeting, and she patted Xiao Lang on the shoulder to show her praise, "Student Xiao Lang took his notes seriously, and his speech was also great, give me your notes, and I will make dozens of copies Send it to the whole class to study and study."

Su Mianyang didn't come up in one breath, his throat got stuck, he simply lay down on the table and pretended to be dead.

Liu Juan didn't think too much, she tried the notebook in Xiao Lang's hand but failed, and glanced at Xiao Lang suspiciously.

Xiao Lang, who didn't even change his expression since he took the stage, was silent for a while, "This...is a bit inappropriate."