Be at the same table with the rumored boss

After hearing this, Xiao Lang reacted quickly. Su Mianyang's final grades were placed there, which showed that his grades were not hopeless, not to mention that there was still a year to check for omissions and make up for gaps. Willing to help, "I have a few good sets of questions, when will I bring them to you."

Su Mianyang didn't know what to say for a while, "Little classmate, can you stop being so timely?"

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows, "Just say whether you want it or not."

"Yes." Although he blurted it out, Su Mianyang really wanted to study hard. With Xiao Lang's help, he undoubtedly took a shortcut, and he had no reason to refuse.

"I have to take a good look at the brand stamped by Xueba himself."

"I'll bring it to you tomorrow," Xiao Lang replied after getting the answer. He is efficient in handling things and never likes to put them on hold. Things that were agreed today can be done tomorrow. "It's late today, so I'll go back first let's go home."

"I'll take you back." Su Mianyang interrupted in time.

Xiao Lang looked straight at Su Mianyang's shoes, frowning slightly, looking thoughtful.

Su Mianyang was a little surprised by this move. He followed Xiao Lang's gaze to look at his shoes, and found nothing wrong after inspecting a large circle, but Xiao Lang's gaze still stayed on them. Su Mianyang asked curiously: "Where are you going?" What are you looking at?"

"I don't think you're wearing a speed skate, is it easier to walk on the ice than me?" Xiao Lang said.

"..." Su Mianyang.

Still the same sentence, what a child, why did he grow a mouth?

"Liu Shilong will not come again today." Xiao Lang dropped this sentence again.This was said without thinking, but Su Mianyang understood what he meant.

Su Mianyang wanted to send Xiao Lang home to ensure his safety because he was worried that Liu Shilong and his gang would linger after leaving the clinic, but Xiao Lang, the protagonist of the incident, not only saw through his intentions, but also directly refused. over him.

Su Mianyang said a little unconvinced: "I didn't send you home because I was worried about you, but I just wanted to stop by your home to get the set of questions."

"I didn't say that was the reason, I just stated the facts just now." Xiao Lang looked at Su Mianyang again, "Why are you so anxious, will you just leave the set of questions there and run away?"

Grass, was eaten to death.

Recalling what Xiao Lang said just now, Su Mianyang found that just as the other party said, he couldn't find a single mistake. Xiao Lang was just talking to himself without picking up the topic at all, and he couldn't help but jumped out and exploded.

"I can beat them to bleed, and you'll be gone as soon as you see the blood. I'm worried about you." Xiao Lang's small thoughts don't mean much to Xiao Lang. Too lazy to put it on again, he simply revealed his secretive thoughts directly.

"At the same table, don't you think you're being a bit lenient?" Xiao Lang didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone was flat and he didn't seem to care, as if he was just talking about such ordinary things as eating and sleeping, but Su Mianyang keenly caught it Mixed with anxiety.

The anxiety was different from when Xiao Lang said this.

What is he worried about?Is it because you don't want your classmates to send him home, or because you don't want yourself to send him home?

This recognition made Su Mianyang feel like catkins falling in his heart, itching uncomfortably, but he couldn't catch it when he wanted to catch it.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm the new Pacific police officer," Su Mianyang shrugged, "Let's go, kid, the police uncle will take you home."

While joking, Su Mianyang paid attention to Xiao Lang's expression. He saw that Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and seemed to be amused by his answer. Finally, Xiao Lang bent his lips helplessly: "What do you want to drink?" ? Buy it back on the way."

This means agreeing.

Sure enough, one thing is reduced to one thing, and you have to say good things to those who are soft but not hard, but you have to be ashamed of some people who are soft and hard.

Xiao Lang, who returned to his home again, felt a little emotional in his heart. When he left Su Mianyang's house, he thought that the two of them would never see each other again this holiday. He never thought that they would not only meet but also meet twice. They even fought together.

Life is full of surprises.

"I've brushed up all the English. If you don't mind it, you can use it." Xiao Lang dug out the English set of questions from the bookshelf, took out a notebook from the drawer, and handed them to Su Mianyang.

"In this book are some templates I summarized, which may be helpful to you."

Su Mianyang casually flipped through a few pages, and in the notebook were cut out test paper reference composition fragments.

Xiao Lang sorted them according to the topic and arranged them neatly. Occasionally, he would write a few short English sentences to replace them. The handwriting was neat and beautiful, which was half the thickness of a notebook.

Such a time-consuming and labor-intensive gift made Su Mianyang embarrassed to accept it, "This... how embarrassing."

"Take it." Xiao Lang's expression was always extraordinarily indifferent when he was not smiling. He glanced at Su Mianyang and said in a nonchalant tone, "I'll recite it, it's useless to keep it."

Su Mianyang felt that he had been hit violently. He flipped through the English set of questions again, and found that several of them had been torn apart. Su Mianyang was as excited as if he had discovered a new world, "You tear up the paper too, isn't it too much to do? Can't help being irritable? Sometimes the questions are too difficult and people can't help tearing them up."

"No."

Xiao Lang ruthlessly rejected Su Mianyang, he took out one of the papers, and folded the top half of the right side of the paper from the tear mark to show Su Mianyang.

"It's because the original text of Gestalt is on the front and the options are on the back. Tear the paper from the middle and fold it back, so that the original texts are selected together and it is more convenient to do the questions."

Su Mianyang didn't want to talk anymore. He found that talking to Xueba was just humiliating himself. It was of no use except to make him realize how awesome Xueba was.

Su Mianyang put the set of test codes neatly and put them in the schoolbag that he carried with him. While packing up, he asked casually, "Are you going to be transferred to a class next semester?"

Xiao Lang, who was tidying up the bookshelves, paused when he heard this question, and replaced the books that had been misplaced, "Why, you don't want me to go?"

"How is it possible? It has nothing to do with me." Su Mianyang was a little nervous when his mind was exposed, but soon he realized that his nervousness was unnecessary.

It is always sad to say goodbye, the emotions he showed were reasonable and included within the boundaries of friends, Xiao Lang would not notice anything.

"It's nothing to do with you, why do you ask?" Xiao Lang is an all-round academic master who is good in other aspects except for some historical flaws. His abilities in all aspects are first-rate, and Yi Ren is no exception.

"I... I'm just curious, nothing else." Su Mianyang was choked, but he wouldn't do it if he was asked to tell his true thoughts.

I can't bear you or anything, it's too boring and embarrassing, he can't say it.

"That's right," Xiao Lang's voice was deliberately elongated, with a hint of banter, before Su Mianyang looked away, he suddenly looked back at Su Mianyang, "Then do you want me to transfer shifts?"

Su Mianyang was startled, and Xiao Lang had a full view of his embarrassment before he could hide it. He looked away in embarrassment, "The experimental class is easier to get grades than the parallel class... From the perspective of students, I will definitely enter the first class." better."

Su Mianyang's voice became lower and lower, and in the end he simply refused to speak.

The experimental class is easier to get grades than the parallel class, and the objective facts cannot be refuted on the surface, not to mention that he is not qualified to persuade Xiao Lang to give up this opportunity because of himself.

"So you want me to transfer?" Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows.

"I..." Su Mianyang was speechless.

The blank period of a few seconds made Su Mianyang go through the battle of the century. It is difficult to describe his inner feeling at this moment, as if the secret in his heart has been brought to the surface.

The room between the two of them seemed to be separated by a curtain, through which they could be seen vaguely. Obviously, it was only something that could be seen clearly, but neither of the two sides was willing to take that step first.

"I won't transfer classes," Xiao Lang said after a pause, "The teaching director said that the experimental classes of No. [-] Middle School are changed every school year, and I don't want to be special."

Su Mian frowned.

"So..." Xiao Lang raised his eyelids, he seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Should I study hard, see you in the experimental class in the third year of high school?"

Su Mianyang paused.

Su Mianyang's nightmare about grades has never stopped since junior high school. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't satisfy everyone. Later, he simply gave up on himself and his grades plummeted.

Everyone around him felt that he was hopeless, and only Xiao Lang would say "See you in the experimental class" to him from the beginning to the end.

He didn't ask if he could, but if he wanted to. In Xiao Lang's heart, he had the ability to enter the experimental class as long as he wanted to.

Su Mianyang froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Xiao Lang's arrival was just like a dull thunder, waking him up from his nightmare, and he opened his eyes to see the epiphyllum that was about to bloom in the early morning.

Su Mianyang felt that his throat was a little dry. He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea he bought along the way. This cup of tea was a new product that the beverage store was promoting when he passed by. He bought it out of curiosity and tried it. Unexpectedly, the taste was surprisingly good.

"Try it, I think it's quite delicious." When encountering beautiful things, it's instinct to want to share them with people you like. When Su Mianyang realized that this was not appropriate, he had already handed over the drink he had taken to Xiao In front of Lang's eyes, it would be too deliberate to take it back now.

Su Mianyang couldn't advance or retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and freeze in place, waiting for Xiao Lang's reaction.

Xiao Lang looked at the straw that was bitten by Su Mianyang, lowered his eyelashes without thinking much, and moved closer to suck the straw in.

Su Mianyang's heart beat fast.

As soon as Xiao Lang took the straw in his mouth, he let go, so fast that Su Mianyang suspected that Xiao Lang didn't drink at all.

As if hearing Su Mianyang's inner doubts, Xiao Lang raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and quickly shifted away, "Well, it's delicious."

Su Mianyang lowered his head and took another sip of the drink.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, and Xiao Lang was not a person who would take the initiative to find something to say. It took him a long time to think of such a question, "Are you hungry? Shall I cook?"

"Xiao Lang." Su Mianyang's voice was serious.

Xiao Lang paused, then looked up at Su Mianyang.

"Do you want to live on campus?" Su Mianyang paused for a long time before continuing, "There are still vacancies in our dormitory."