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"Let's go now? I don't want to say something formally." Yang Qifan sat astride the chair and looked at Tang Yuan eagerly.

"Don't eat at the same table with me at noon later." Tang Yuan packed up his things and pushed away Yang Qifan's hand that was pressing on his textbook, "Say goodbye, let's start."

"I can't see you up, see you down, can you do it in the future?" Yang Qifan sighed heavily, looked at him, then at Yuan Qian, his eyes filled with sadness and resentment, "Although I really want you to go, but the two of you After walking around for a while, there is nothing behind me, isn't this boring."

Tang Yuan lowered his head to take a tissue, and finally wiped the table, "What's the rush, maybe I'll be back someday."

"Don't you." Yang Qifan hurriedly stopped him, pouted to the side, "You're coming down, the one surnamed Zhu will be the first to see if you believe your joke."

"Trust." Yuan Qian nodded immediately.

"At that time, I don't think you can even imagine how ugly the words will be. Just for this, you have to support me. Ah, it's not easy to get up there, but it's also difficult to get down. It's two times in a row. Then carry it on your back."

"The ups and downs are big." Tang Yuan firmly remembered Lao Tian's words, who knows if he got lucky this time.

"Then you do this." Yang Qifan gave him a trick, "We fell down the first time, and got up the second time. Once we fell down and got up again, even if he wanted to chase you, he couldn't catch you."

"Playing." Tang Yuan was left speechless by this bad idea, he had almost received it, and Yuan Qian was already waiting.

The volume of books in three years is astonishingly large, and it cannot be moved all at once. Yang Qifan said to give it away, but he couldn't finish it for two people at one time. Tang Yuan carried the bag on his shoulder and held two more stacks in his hand, "Let's go." , come back later."

Yuan Qian: "Yes."

Zhu Hua took people out on the balcony, and when he saw them coming out, he glared fiercely.

He didn't speak to Tang Yuan after that time, and Tang Yuan was happy to have less verbal disputes with him.

Sometimes he couldn't figure out how to screen out such inferior products with such a high score in the test, but he was in a good mood today, so he greeted Zhu Hua's gaze with a cheap swish, and waved at him.

Bye.

Tang Yuan didn't want to describe how ugly Zhu Hua's face was. He didn't care. Yuan Qian was the happiest person who was able to stay away from this disgusting thing. On the way to the laboratory building, the corner of his mouth never dropped.

"So happy?" Tang Yuan asked.

"Aren't you happy? You don't have to see him in the future."

"Okay."

These words are not pretentious, it doesn't matter if he enters or not, to Tang Yuan, he is really not very happy. People like Zhu Hua are disgusting and disgusting, and they are not so afraid that they want to hide.

Yuan Qian seemed to be used to him like this, he just said: "When we go over there, will we still sit at the same table?"

"Okay." Tang Yuan didn't care anymore, he even put up with the lodging.

Over the years, the classrooms of Class A have been set up in the laboratory building. In the third year of senior high school, the repeated general review basically saves the experiment, and the classroom is naturally vacant.

When Tang Yuan went there to take a look, he remembered that there were only [-] people selected this time, and the experimental classroom was more spacious than the ordinary classroom. Even if the experimental desk was much larger than the ordinary desk, thirty of them would be more than enough, so There is no such thing as being at the same table at all.

Yuan Qian also noticed, "Um...then sit back and forth."

When they went, the crowd was relatively concentrated, and the head teacher hadn't come yet, so they chatted around in twos and threes, waiting for the seat arrangement.

Tang Yuan saw Song Yichuan at a glance.

Not to mention standing out from the crowd, as far as how tall this person is, he is about the same as him. There are many people taller than them in the school, and there are several sports students who are 1.9 meters above.

But even the slight movement of turning sideways to listen to someone's words is like thick ink strayed into the dull scenery.

Tang Yuan felt that the last incident left a deep impression on him, so he was easily drawn to the crowd. It seemed that he had to take a look at the crowd with Song Yichuan first.

Tang Yuan also recognized that the girl standing in front of Song Yichuan was the one who ate with him last time. I heard that Class [-] has joined five this time, and they should be two of them.

Tang Yuan was standing at the door. Song Yichuan turned his head and saw him. Now that we met again, Tang Yuan tried to express his friendliness, but he couldn't smile, so he turned to look away.

Soon, Song Yichuan also looked away.

The head teacher came late, and introduced himself as Xu, which Tang Yuan looked familiar to him. If he is not mistaken, this is the head teacher of Class [-].

"No wonder their class can enter so many." Yuan Qian whispered.

"A black box?"

Yuan Qian looked at him with an expression of what are you talking about, "It's Yan."

"..."

Old Xu walked up to the podium with a smile on his face, "What are you doing standing up, find a place to sit down quickly."

"How do you sit, teacher?" Someone asked.

"Sit wherever you want, wherever you like."

……

Smiling tiger.

It seemed that they had heard it to some extent. Everyone was stunned at first, and it wasn't until someone from Class [-] took the lead to find a seat that they heard voices one after another.

Old Xu held a stack of math papers in his hand, which should be for this monthly exam. He stood on the podium with his arms propped up and turned slowly, and suddenly called Tang Yuan's name as he flipped through the pages.

"Ah?" Tang Yuan was walking with Yuan Qian in the back row. He heard the words and looked over. He didn't expect that after the sound, there was nothing to say for a while.

Just inexplicably, Lao Xu called Yuan Qian's name again, and it seemed that the two papers happened to be lined up together.

"It's interesting." Old Xu seemed to have discovered something interesting, and while waving at Song Yichuan, he asked, "Is there anyone else named Ming in our class?"

Tang Yuan had a bad feeling.

"Mingjin's surname is Ming." Someone said.

This name is like thunder, even Tang Yuan, who is ignorant and ignorant, knows that he is the first in the school.

In fact, he also knows who the second is, and sometimes the second will compete for the first, but he doesn't know when Song Yichuan will become the second.

But this time he didn't seem to be second in the monthly exam, and it seemed that there were a lot of ups and downs.

It can only be said that the group of school bullies are too fierce, and the more they fight, the more fierce they get.

In the last row, a girl who was as small as Tang Yuan's shoulders raised her hand. She was Mingjin. It seemed that if she hadn't been called, she would have planned to sit at the end.

Not only her, everyone is pushing back.

Old Xu didn't change his face, and waved his hand, "You guys, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming just came together, sit forward for me, sit here, next time you answer the question, I will call together."

Tang Yuan: "..."

A piece called?

connected?

Then he was not the first to bear the brunt of the Great Tang Dynasty.

No, no, he has to find someone to stand in his way.

He had never sat in the front row in his life.

He looked at Yuan Qian, this kid was half a head shorter than him, more suitable than him.

Yuan Qian was numb from his stare, and waved his hands again and again, "I, I don't..."

Forget it, a deep social fear, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting countdown with him in the first class, Tang Yuan didn't force him.

He turned his gaze to Mingjin again, but he didn't expect this girl to know the current affairs, so she just sat down in the fourth row.

The people around found their seats one after another, and Song Yichuan had to pick up his schoolbag again because of his old class' bad taste, and walked to their row from the seat he had chosen.

Tang Yuan saw that he originally planned to sit by the window before he came, and that pretty girl was sitting in front of him. As soon as he left, the vacant seat was quickly filled.

"Which one of you is Tang Yuan?" Old Xu saw that everyone was in their positions, and only the three of them were still dawdling there. Of course he recognized Song Yichuan's teaching.

Yuan Qian sat down in the third row silently.

Tang Yuan sat in the second row cheekily.

We agreed to sit at the front and back tables.

Song Yichuan: "..."

Song Yichuan finally looked straight at Tang Yuan, but Tang Yuan was unmoved.

Seeing this, he didn't bother, and seemed to accept it with a good temper and sat down.

Tang Yuan sometimes felt that this person had a bad temper, just like when he beat Zhu Hua, he exploded in an instant, and became crazy so fast and hard that he couldn't even pull him back.

Sometimes I feel that he looks very indifferent, like he is too lazy to care about it now, or he helped him get rid of Lao Tian without saying a word before.

Tang Yuan also wondered if Song Yichuan would ask him to change it after class. He didn't realize that he was a careful person until he saw that he had already started to organize things in the drawers on both sides.

After everyone sat down and tidied up, Lao Xu asked Ming Jin to be the class monitor. After class, the names of the students in the class were registered and posted on the podium according to their positions, so that the teachers of each subject could roll their names.

Then he talked about the dormitory starting next week, as well as class discipline, exam cycle, course progress and other arrangements. It sounds that the overall rhythm is much faster than ordinary classes.

At lunch, Tang Yuan wanted to ask Song Yichuan to go with him, but he was on the way anyway, but when he stood up, Song Yichuan had already left, and was with that girl.

"What's the relationship between these two?" During the break, everyone had almost figured out which class they were in, and the buddy sitting next to Tang Yuan happened to be in Class [-] as well.

"I want to know too." Qi Xinmeng said.

Tang Yuan was dubious.

"Look at what I'm doing, and I haven't made it public. Where will I know?"

Isn't that considered public?

They are inseparable.

"It's normal to have a good relationship. It turns out that in our class, the two of them sat at the front and back desks, and the relationship was pretty good." Qi Xinmeng followed him downstairs, "I heard that Lao Xu had a conversation with each other, but we haven't seen each other after the conversation." The two of them avoided suspicion and didn't say anything, so it's probably not what we thought."

Qi Xinmeng went to the cafeteria, went down to the second floor and left first, Tang Yuan turned to look for Yang Qifan, unexpectedly this kid didn't wait for him.

"Why so slow." Yang Qifan was knocking on the bowl when Tang Yuan rushed to Uncle Jia.

"I didn't mention you." Tang Yuan was annoyed.

"Tell me what." Yang Qifan smiled and glanced towards the window, "I thought you would come with him."

Tang Yuan looked over, Song Yichuan turned his back to him, his two long legs still had no place to rest, but the girl opposite him raised her eyes and smiled at them.

It's pretty, not to mention the school beauty, at least it's at the level of their class beauty.

Today's dishes were stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts and chicken nuggets with potatoes. The kitchen door was not closed tightly, and oily smoke rolled out. Tang Yuan felt that the room was stuffy, so he simply put some vegetables into bowls and took them to the yard to eat.

In other words, the yard is actually a patio of less than five square meters, and a small canopy that cannot be touched on all sides is built on it. Most of the flowers and plants under the shed are dead, and the dead leaves are scorched and withered all over the ground.

"What are you doing, you have a meal with a lot of thoughts, and you still run away to hurt the spring and the autumn." Yang Qifan also came out at some point, and squatted with him on the steps of the door.

"What can I worry about?" Tang Yuan said.

"That's not it. Among the people I know, you are the one with the most worries."

Tang Yuan thought he was talking too much, so he didn't raise his head, "Have you guessed it?"

"I've guessed it." Yang Qifan didn't think it was wrong at all, "Who hasn't become curious, I even guessed whether you like someone with the surname Song."

"..."

"But since you have been dead for a long time, you haven't known him yet."

"Get lost." Tang Yuan scolded with a smile.

Yang Qifan got up and patted his head, "Don't be so stressed, your parents are so open-minded, there is nothing to worry about."

"Worried about them being too open-minded."

Tang Yuan pretended to be coercive to the end, isn't this age suitable for pretending to be coercive, if he felt a little more uncomfortable, he would definitely be able to pretend to be more aura than Song Yichuan, keep away from strangers, and have better skills.

In addition to the usual schedule adjustments, the holidays of Class A were compressed to only half a day on Sunday afternoon every week, and Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu were not scheduled for this half day, but when Tang Yuan came home that day, neither of them not there.

The sky outside the house was gloomy, gray with drizzle, Tang Yuan forgot to turn on the light when he entered the door, and when he thought about it, he no longer wanted to turn it on.

He goes into the bedroom.

Tell Yang Qifan that he has nothing to worry about, but this old house in front of him that seems like he shouldn't worry about it often makes him worry.

Too old, really too old.

The addition of more than half of the furniture can even be traced back to when Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu got married. Compared with the exquisite clothes in their wardrobes today, it is like a five-star hotel that once had glory but was eliminated in the changing times. The scenery is difficult to continue.

In the past, Tang Yuan still couldn't figure out, given the financial strength of his family, why bother to live in this kind of place, and couldn't figure out why respectable people like Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu endured so much.

However, until today, the answer was getting closer and closer, and he was finally forced to wake up.

He sent a message to Aite and the others in the group called Blind Love and Love Family, asking where they were going, and half an hour passed without receiving any reply.

Tang Sirong came to chat with him privately and asked him if the accommodation was ready.

Tang Yuan completely forgot about it, thinking that the school would send it out. He asked Yuan Qian, only to find out that he had to bring everything including mattresses, quilts and mosquito nets by himself.

We will be moving there tomorrow, is it too late to prepare now?

Tang Yuan lay on the bed for a long time before realizing that he should go to the supermarket.

He turned on the phone, opened the dialogue boxes one by one, and finally landed on Song Yichuan's name.

【Want to go shopping? ] Tang Yuan sent it to him.

【Not going. 】Rejection always comes quickly.

As for it, the expression has been angry until now, and it has been back and forth last time.

Of course Tang Yuan didn't expect him to agree, he put down his phone, let himself go in the dark for a while, got up, put on his clothes and went out.

When he moves out tomorrow and comes back for half a day every Sunday, this place will really look like a hotel.

Even, he may not need to come back.