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In the early morning, Yang Yan checked into the school with his backpack on his back. When he got to the classroom, the bell for the early self-study get out of class rang.

If there is one, there is three, and so on, this is the eighth time Yang Yan has arrived at the classroom at this point.

It is worth mentioning that there are still six days left in September.

Procrastination is addictive, and Yang Yan is no longer the diligent Yang Yan who was in the first year of high school.

"Morning." Gu Jiming was still reading the physics problems with his pen in hand. When he saw Yang Yan coming, he moved his chair consciously to make room for Yang Yan to walk in.He also handed over the omelette in the table pocket: "Add parsley instead of green onions, add sausage and more sweet bean sauce."

After almost a month of class, Gu Jiming already has a good understanding of the deskmate who is bound to have no time to buy breakfast when he goes to online school every day.

Gu Jiming not only came early, but also brought an extra breakfast for Yang Yan when he was free.

Yang Yan took the egg pancake, the pancake coated with egg liquid was golden yellow, before opening the bag, the aroma of the food was already wafting out, Yang Yan sat on the seat inside, and said: "Thank you Yes, I will transfer your money later."

Because of the breakfast, Yang Yan and Gu Jiming have become close Alipay friends.

"It's okay, just buy me a fried chicken drumstick during the break." Gu Jiming figured out the answer to the last calculation problem, and closed the page with satisfaction: "What about your homework, I'm going out to hand in the homework."

Yang Yan’s homework had already been written in the evening self-study, arranged into a stack and placed on the table, Yang Yan handed it over, and the first thing he saw was Gu Jiming’s physics homework book, and he asked casually: “You didn’t finish your physics homework yesterday. ?"

"That's right, didn't I go to the rehearsal for the evening self-study, and I don't have the habit of going home to do my homework." Gu Jiming said confidently.

Because the National Day holiday is coming soon, there is not much time left for rehearsal after the holiday,

For this reason, the drama club began to expedite rehearsals.

But I heard that the situation is still not optimistic. After all, Yi Yinghao, who is the leading actor, has not yet been able to recite all the lines.

Every day between classes, Yang Yan could hear Yi Yinghao's wailing, like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

But during class, Yi Yinghao slept soundly.

Gu Jiming originally thought that he would be very relaxed with only a few lines, but he never expected that the drama club has strict requirements, and all actors must participate in every rehearsal.

He really fell for Song Yuhe's trick and suffered a big loss.

The first few periods in the morning are science subjects, because the whole class chooses the same subjects, so there is no need to go to class.

Yang Yan occasionally listened to a few words while brushing the questions, while Gu Jiming was concentrating on his new favorite, a puzzle game popular among thousands of Chinese people - Fight the Landlord.

In the middle of the class, Gu Jiming suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Yan: "I'll ask you a question."

Going crazy in class is a common occurrence for Gu Jiming, and Yang Yan is used to it: "What's the matter, what do you think? But if it's history, politics, geography, or biology, you can read the books yourself."

"No, I just asked casually, I just thought of it suddenly."

Gu Jiming closes the Landlords page where he no longer has Happy Beans: "Do you want to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

Yang Yan: "..."

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows: "How old are you, classmate Gu?"

Gu Jiming was a little surprised why Yang Yan asked him such an inappropriate question, but he answered obediently: "Seventeen, I will be eighteen after the new year, and the anti-addiction system for minors will soon be unable to prevent me from becoming the king." gone."

After thinking about it, Gu Jiming still didn't forget to add a sentence: "It's fun for the king to run fast."

Yang Yan thought silently, the anti-addiction system for minors is helping you not to fall too fast, I don't know what is good or bad.

The point is not this, Yang Yan continued to ask: "How old am I?"

Gu Jiming was even more at a loss: "Seventeen?"

Yang Yan said: "About going to Tsinghua University or Peking University, this question has only been asked by my dad when I was seven years old."

Later, when Yang Yan came home with a [-]-point math paper and a pile of complaints from his classmates, his mother and father gave up the idea, and started searching together as a husband and wife: "National College Rankings."

"..."

Gu Jiming tentatively asked, "Then what do you mean, do you want to call me Dad now?"

Yang Yan imitated Gu Jiming, put down the pen with his right hand, raised his head, and looked at Gu Jiming sideways.The lips curved upwards, drawing a dangerous arc: "Then do you know that you are courting death now?"

The violent factor flowing in the blood is ready to move.

Does Gu Jiming get itchy skin if he doesn't get beaten up?

Yang Yan thought calmly.

作者有话要说：爱大家，啾啾啾！感谢在2019-11-1301:52:02~2019-11-1500:57:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Cangtu 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Panda Panda and Sisi; 1 bottle of Mo Deniz;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!