I have time

Yi Chengfeng, who was full, protested with a stomachache, called Teacher Wang dryly, and walked into the classroom together.

Wang Kun was also worried about Yan Yu's lunch when he returned to work after class. Seeing the exquisite lunch box, he felt relieved, and commented, "It's so beautiful, and the nutritional combination is quite reasonable, but the amount is not much. Are you full?"

Yan Yu nodded, "I'm full."

He sits all day long, doesn't do much exercise, and only consumes some energy through mental work, and his stomach feels uncomfortable after eating too much.

Mr. Wang glanced at the "College Entrance Exam Sprint Real Questions (Comprehensive)" spread out in front of Yan Yu, feeling a little nervous. In just one morning, two teachers told him that the new students did not attend the class. The political teacher is serious, and the Chinese teacher is tactful.

Back then, when the principal held a meeting for all the class teachers of the second year of high school to decide on the child's class placement, everyone hesitated to take over.

After all, Yan Yu's physical condition is special, and for disabled children, the teacher in charge of the class has a great responsibility.

Moreover, it is said that they came in through relationships. This kind of young master from a rich family is the most difficult to serve. Parents can come to the door to inquire about the big things. Teachers also have families and mouths to live on wages. Get yourself into trouble.

Later, the principal said that the child had good grades, and taking him was like picking up a treasure for nothing. Moreover, he transferred to the experimental middle school for a purpose. I came here for this, no matter how troublesome and cumbersome it is, it's only the second year of high school, and my grades are still the teacher's achievements.

This reason is a little touching, but still no one volunteered.Thinking about it carefully, people come to study this year. Whether it is good or bad is not due to personal reasons. Everyone knows that it has something to do with how much money the teacher has.Besides, winning the prize in the physics competition does not necessarily mean that the results are excellent. This kind of award-winning contestants have a lot of biased subjects, and no one can tell for sure.

Teacher Wang Kun held a copy of Yan Yu's photocopied personal information in his hand, stared at the black and white photo of Qing Jun on it for a while, and felt that this child was really not easy. He broke his wings at a young age. very special.

"Why don't we let Class [-] go." This sentence made everyone feel relieved.

Now it's her turn to feel the burden, a personality kid who has studied the science and comprehensive college entrance examination questions in politics and Chinese, take it easy, it's only the first day.

The class monitor and the teacher had left, Yi Chengfeng pretended to copy the holiday homework for a while, stuffed the notebook randomly into the table hole, and planned to go out to find food and then play football.

He turned around and was about to leave when he saw Yan Yu wiping his hands carefully with a wet tissue. His hands playing the piano were slender and fair, each knuckle was stretched out, and the fingertips were slightly narrowed. His pink and white nails were as clear and bright as jade. .

There is really nothing that is not delicate, compared with his old pair of fists, it seems to be two species.

Yan Yu wiped his hands carefully, squeezed out a rice ball from the lunch box, and handed it to Yi Chengfeng.

He didn't say anything, neither the joy of reunion with his friends nor the gratitude for driving away the flies for him, he just held up a white glutinous prawn rice ball and looked at Yi Chengfeng.

At this time, there were only the two of them in the classroom, separated by two rows of desks and chairs. Yan Yu's gaze was filled with a little expectation, just like when he took off his Suunto watch and handed it to Yi Chengfeng. Same.

Yi Chengfeng said, is it so low-key every time you give someone something?I didn't know, I thought he was blocking the way and robbing the children in the lower grades.

He took a few steps forward, took the rice ball with his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth. With one bite, he grabbed the red tail of the shrimp sticking out and spit out a little of the shrimp shell.

The rice balls are not as bland as they look. The white rice is soft and has a fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the filling is not only a large shrimp, but also something else that is delicious, salty and sweet, but I didn't eat it.

Yi Chengfeng gulped down his stomach, only to remember that there were only two rice balls in total, and one piece might not be as big as his own fist, and if he was full, it would be about twenty or so, and now Yan Yu only has one left...

Yan Yu didn't seem to care too much, he took small bites of the remaining rice ball, and the raised red shrimp tail was facing the tip of his nose.

He bulged his cheeks and chewed, his face bulged like a rice ball.

Two rice balls killing each other.

"Aren't you full?" Yi Chengfeng rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed.

He came back to help people solve the problem of eating, but he ate half of their lunch.

Yan Yu shook his head, "I'll just eat one, otherwise it will be wasted."

His tone was sincere, his eyes were calm, and he didn't seem to be comforting others.

Yi Chengfeng was a little less guilty, but his stomach was still weak, eating such a rice dumpling was like a jujube dropped from the belly of a cow, and it was useless.

The young master also ate too little, no wonder he was skinny, and could be blown away by the wind.

If Yan Yu continued to talk to him, maybe they could catch up on the past and ask him what happened these years, especially... what happened to his leg?

Although Yi Chengfeng is tall, he also knows how to try not to touch other people's sore spots. At his age, others can run as much as they want, but he can only be trapped in a wheelchair.

As rough as him, a sour taste welled up in his heart.

Yi Chengfeng left the classroom, and on the way to the cafeteria, he went against the direction of the main force again. Everyone had finished eating, so why did he go, drink free soup and eat cold steamed buns?

He was just about to turn around and go to the canteen to buy some bread, roast sausage or something for a meal, when he saw Zhao Baisheng and the others carrying a packing box waving towards them.

"Brother Feng, where did Lang go? I haven't seen anyone for a long time. The food I ordered for you was cold. I finally asked for a lunch box from Auntie Dafan. Do you still want to eat it?" Zhao Baisheng put the disposable PP lunch box in his arms. , "The spoon is in there."

The three meats and the zero vegetables are all squeezed together without distinguishing each other, and they are covered on the rice like three mountains, in a fancy way.

Yi Chengfeng didn't pay too much attention to it, he sat down on the stone platform beside the flower bed with the lunch box in his arms, waved a small plastic spoon and directly picked it into his mouth, and within a few minutes, he picked it upside down.

The others were impatient to play football, so Zhao Baisheng squatted beside him to eat with him.

Bai Xiaosheng of Experimental Middle School defines himself as a race that relies on language to survive, and is different from those rough guys running around on the court, although he also feels a little uncomfortable when he fails the physical fitness test.

Yi Chengfeng stomped the empty lunch box flat with the sole of his shoe, making a loud noise, "That Yan Yu, what else have you heard?"

"It's nothing, I heard that he transferred to our school to take the college entrance examination after finishing his sophomore year..."

Yi Chengfeng was a little surprised. Meichuan is a small place that doesn't produce prodigies, so there is no competition for a place in the college entrance examination after finishing the second year of high school.

Usually, the top students they see are nothing more than the top [-] on the big red list at the end of the term. They have high scores and are not partial to subjects. They are enough to be "other people's children". feeling.

But after finishing his sophomore year, he will take the college entrance examination. This sounds more fantasy. He is only a sophomore and only fifteen. Why is he in such a hurry?

Even if the brain is good enough to complete the three-year courses in two years, wouldn't it be better to consolidate the grades for one more year, and a few more points in the exam may be the difference between the two universities.

What kind of university does a 15-year-old go to, and he can't find a girlfriend of the right age to make a girlfriend.

Besides, universities are all living on campus. With his physical condition, can he do it by himself?

Zhao Baisheng picked up a branch to poke the ant's nest, and saw Yi Chengfeng's face was stunned, and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, do you also feel the pain of being hanged and beaten by a bully?"

"It hurts!" Yi Chengfeng picked up the lunch box and threw it into the trash can, "Go back tonight and ask the mother of your mother-in-law, the ancestor of the individual media industry, to see what's going on in the Yan family, and she will be the first to tell me tomorrow .”

"Okay! But Brother Feng..." Zhao Baisheng's hesitant expression was quite unbearable, "You seem to be very concerned about classmate Ayan, and you are actually contradicting him."

"Get lost!" Yi Chengfeng raised his foot and kicked his ass, "Just say you don't pass around unhealthy adult books to those stinky girls in our class, you dare to read Japanese manga, what spiritual food can a pervert produce? I tell you clearly that I am a man and I like women, and I will give birth to him a football team in the future, and I will play football with me every day."

As he said that, he had already moved to the field beside Rean, and joined the melee after a while.

***

After eating, Yan Yu went to the water room to wash his hands and wash the lunch box, and when he returned to work, some students had already returned for lunch break after eating.

He looked at his schoolbag, which was so full that it was about to explode, and then turned his head to look at the locker next to him, not sure if he should also have a locker to store books and sundries that he didn't need to bring home every day.

There are five floors of lockers, and most of the doors are locked, and there are also those who find it troublesome to leave the key on it.

Yan Yu took a closer look, and felt that there might be a few empty cabinets that no one was using, either on the bottom floor or on the top floor, which happened to be out of his reach.

Yu Qi originally wanted to get the textbooks for the afternoon class in the locker. Seeing the new classmate struggling with the locker, he didn't say a word, and went directly to empty out all the lockers on the side of the middle floor, and squatted down to find them from the bottom floor. An empty cabinet and put your stuff back in.

The vacated cabinet is right by Yan Yu's hand, which is quite convenient.Yan Yu watched him bury his head in packing his things, and asked, "Is this cabinet for me?"

"En." Yu Qi replied vaguely, as if he had done something wrong, timidly.

"Thank you." Yan Yu stuffed all the new books issued by the school into the cabinet without even flipping through them.

The first session in the afternoon is Queen Wang’s English class. Teacher Wang entered the class 2 minutes early, “Everyone prepare textbooks and notes in advance, and students who have not previewed take the time to read new words. This semester is the same as the previous requirements. Classmates Let us continue to maintain the good habit of previewing before class, master new words, and familiarize ourselves with the text..."

She stepped on the square root leather shoes and knocked back and forth along the aisle, and with her high-pitched voice, she drove away the sleepy bugs who were sleepy in spring and autumn.

When passing by Yan Yu, he turned his head and took a look. Fortunately, he was brushing an English paper, and the textbook without a single crease was also placed on the table, and his attitude was quite correct.

"You can prepare a notebook, and record the knowledge points and key examples in class, so that you can deepen your memory at any time."

Teacher Wang casually flipped through the brown leather notebook in front of Yan Yu, and was surprised by the dense and beautiful handwritten notes inside.

She just flipped through two pages at random, and she could see how carefully the notes were organized. Different fonts, different colors, and different annotations listed all types of key points and difficulties one by one.

Teacher Wang has always loved talents, and he prefers children who are willing to study hard. He couldn't help raising his hand and patted him on the top of his head, as if treating his eight-year-old son affectionately.

"I'm here to ask a classmate to recite the new text. It doesn't matter if there are mistakes or omissions..." She looked around, shrinking her head like little quails, wishing she could become transparent in seconds. "Student Yan Yu, come and try."

Teacher Wang called Yan Yu's name. First, he wanted to test the kid's level. Second, he wanted to increase his participation in the class, so he shouldn't always stay out of the way and do the questions alone.

Yan Yu flipped through a brand new English book, the book was new, but he had already learned the memorization of another book of the same book, as early as two years ago.

"Unit1... Festivals and celebrations of fall kindsh□□ebeenheld..."

As soon as Yan Yu opened his mouth, the students in front of him couldn't help turning their heads to look at him. His pronunciation was clean and neat in the English style, and each syllable was clear and standard. He spoke neither fast nor slow. If there is a fault, it is that the reading is emotionless, like audio material for listening exercises.

The text wasn't very long, and he read it in one go, as proficiently as a primary school student reciting "Thoughts in a Quiet Night". The sense of control is enviable.Moreover, the sound knocks nice!

Teacher Wang finally tasted the feeling of picking up a treasure. Reading aloud can reflect comprehensive ability, word recognition, sentence punctuation, pronunciation... This child is not partial to subjects and she dare not make premature conclusions, but English is undoubtedly not a shortcoming.

Liu Kaidi hissed and sighed, "Damn! This is definitely God closing a door for him, and then leaving countless windows!"

The author has something to say:

Mom Sang came to praise the child, Ala Xiaoyanha, the most awesome subject is not English, but physics!Moreover, we are not prodigy's kind of open-hanging mode, it is Xiaoyan who really works hard to study so that he can get such good grades!

Open recruitment for a daughter-in-law——

Yi Dafeng: Mom, you are my own mother, stop yelling, he is mine!