Just hug me

At 07:30 in the morning, the morning reading sounds come and go.

Candidates who are preparing for the third year of senior high school are reviewing and consolidating their knowledge points nervously, and they are racing against time to seize every moment, so that they can meet the upcoming tests of various sizes and the college entrance examination that will determine the direction of life in three months.

Director Xu held Jiaochi with his hands behind his back, and walked through the corridors on each floor. Seeing the tense atmosphere, he nodded in satisfaction.

Of course, except for a classmate Fang Yan who made him have to keep Qingxin Jingqi pills ready at all times.Chest tightness and shortness of breath just by looking at it.

Amidst the deafening sound of reading, Fang Yan was lying on the desk with his head resting on his arms, feeling drowsy.The newly issued rolls were layered on Fang Yan's body, burying him almost invisible.

When the sky just dawned, Fang Yan was sleeping soundly in the dormitory, but an impetuous knock on the door did not wake him up.

When Fang Yan was still meeting Duke Zhou, Director Xu threw off the quilt with a big wave of his hand, pouring a chill into his heart.

In this way, Fang Yan, who was hungry and sleepy, was forced to get up at six o'clock in the morning and started a morning run with all the boarding students.It's really painful.

Time flies, and the morning reading is over.

The warm sun is slowly moving up along the established loop, the warm wind sweeps gently, the warm sunshine passes through the faint clouds, crosses countless gray and white high-rise buildings, and permeates Lin Guancheng who is sitting by the window through the glass beside the desk. open.

Fang Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids lifted slightly.With a sleepy face, he seemed to see Lin Guancheng standing in front of him at this time, a white and slender hand with well-defined knuckles stretched out to him.

The sunlight like broken gold shines on Lin Guancheng's short black hair. His complexion is very fair, but not the kind of sickly white beauty. With three-dimensional and deep facial features that are just right, he is as cold and aloof as the person in the painting.

And Fang Yan usually looks rebellious, with sword eyebrows drawn into the temples, shining eagle eyes, thin lips lightly pursed, looking lazy and casual, even in a serious blue and white school uniform, he still looks like he is trying to hide it exudes aggression.

Lin Guancheng was looking at him, with unclear meaning in his dark and bright eyes, Fang Yan murmured softly: "Barely look better than me..."

This dream seems a little strange.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curled up, and he tightly held the hand that was outstretched to him. It was a little cold, but fortunately, the heat from his palm was continuously transmitted, and it gradually became warmer.

In a daze, this hand was about to be withdrawn, Fang Yan subconsciously tried hard and refused to let go.It was hard to catch it.

"Relax." A cold voice came from above his head.

Fang Yan was half awake in an instant, and tried to open his eyes. Lin Guancheng was standing in front of the desk, looking down at him, his face seemed not very good?

"What's the matter, monitor?"

Fang Yan rubbed his eyes, got up from the desk, and the papers on his body fell to the ground.

"I'll say it one last time, let go."

Lin Guancheng repeated it again, his cold and forbearing voice seemed to be restraining certain emotions.

Fang Yan looked down at the hand he was holding tightly, and the temperature of the whole classroom dropped several degrees in an instant.

The two almost scuffled again in the corner of the classroom. Hao Dou saw that the atmosphere was not right, and the Mediterranean Sea happened to pass by the door of the classroom. He quickly interrupted, "Fang, Fang Yan, the class monitor asked you to collect homework."

Changing the subject was a timely cessation of a contest between big bosses.

"Homework? I almost can't recognize the word "homework." Fang Yan raised his eyes and said impatiently.

Hao Dou was serious and said seriously: "It's best to hand in the math papers that were handed out last night."

"The math teacher is a special person. He can hold you for days. He even provides a stool for you to stand and listen in class. And... the second period is his class."

Fang Yan frowned, "Trouble, got it."

He turned his head back with a playful smile, and smiled at Lin Guancheng, whose face was still cloudy, "I'll learn from it."

Without waiting for a response, he took out one at random, searched for a long time before finding out yesterday's math paper, and copied it without looking at the name.After a few minutes, Fang Yan habitually put the two identical math papers into homework separately.

After solving the urgent task, Fang Yan's eyes were glued to Lin Guancheng again, squinting his eyes to look at it vaguely, thinking about countless possibilities.

It suddenly occurred to me that Peng Pai teased me last night about whether I had a girlfriend. Looking closely at him, he looks quite girly, it seems that it is not impossible...

Immediately, Fang Yan was frightened by his sudden thought. Although the action in junior high school shocked the whole school and gave him a notoriety that he was annoyed when he saw girls, high school was too busy to dominate the school and was too lazy to deal with girls. Haven't talked about love yet.

But with boys...and Lin Guancheng, Fang Yan shook his head and sneered.

"Can't you do something serious?"

Lin Guancheng might have been annoyed by the scorching gaze on the right, so he stopped what he was doing, frowned slightly, and his face was tense.

Fang Yan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Aren't you doing this right now?" The words came out, realizing that there was some ambiguity, and added: "Look, there are a pair of magpies flying back and forth outside the window for a long time."

Thinking that Fang Yan had misunderstood, Lin Guancheng turned his head and looked out the window in doubt, but he didn't even see a bird feather after looking for a while.Got tricked.

Lin Guancheng gritted his teeth, "Do you dare to be more boring?"

"Lin Guancheng, I think something good may happen to you recently." Fang Yan looked at his face steadily, and the voice at the end of the sentence was teasing, rising unnaturally.

Lin Guancheng: "If you stay away from me, I will have good things every day."

Little did he know that someone had already planned in his mind how to get closer.

Fang Yan pretended to be heartbroken, and said artificially, "Hey, monitor, how can you say that, classmates should love and care for each other."

With a smile in the corner of Fang Yan's eyes, he said word by word, "I am a transfer student like me, and I need your care especially."

Thinking of the dinner on Friday, he raised his face and asked, "Hey, Guancheng, is there anything you should not eat?"

Lin Guancheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the pen paused, "Bring your last name."

Fang Yan sat in a more comfortable position, raised his brows lightly, and said with a smile, "Okay, Lin Lin, do you have any taboos?"

"You're disgusting and I'll forget it."

The corner of Lin Guancheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at him inexplicably, how could he try to reason with him.

Fang Yan smiled, it doesn't matter if it sounds ugly, I'm afraid you won't talk to me.

He just wanted to end the topic as soon as possible, "Don't eat internal organs. Don't eat green ones. Don't eat fishy ones. Don't eat aquatic ones."

Fang Yan silently remembered that he would not eat this or that, which was quite delicate.

In math class, a dark-skinned middle-aged male teacher walked in with a slightly fierce face.It's not easy to mess with.

He raised his hand and handed the test papers that he put away in the morning to the school committee, and asked him to distribute them. This class will be taught.

"It's too late for this set of papers to be approved, so I roughly read them all, and the situation is not very good."

"The last small question of filling in the blanks is a trap question. I checked it. Only two students in the class got it right for this final question." .

"It seems to be a new classmate, isn't it Fang Yan? Can you go to the podium and explain to other students?"

This math teacher not only has a strong accent, but also has a major teaching characteristic, that is, he loves to give students lectures on the podium, and thinks that this can exercise his ability and impresses him.

Fang Yan was still imitating the math teacher's accent in a very funny way below, causing the students around to cover their mouths and hold back their laughter.From the corner of the eye, Lin Guancheng seemed to have a smile on his lips.

Fang Yan just wanted to talk about it, and finally saw the squad leader who couldn't blow the wind and the rain couldn't run away and smiled.

It happened to Chi Yu, who was called by the math teacher, caught off guard, and trembled in fright.

Fang Yan tugged at the school uniform, stood up pretending to be calm, not knowing why, why did the teacher suddenly ask him, did he mean homework?I paid it in the morning.

Tang Ke leaned back, covered his mouth with one hand, and whispered, "The teacher asked you to go up and explain the last small question of filling in the blanks. Only you and the monitor got it right in the whole class."

Fang Yan: "..."

This probability... I just draw one at random, and I get Lin Guancheng's paper?Could it be that it was predestined by the heavens, and it was arranged in the dark?

In this gap, Fang Yan, who thought he was upright, was still looking for an excuse for getting involved with Lin Guancheng.

The mathematics teacher hadn't figured out the situation yet, thinking that Fang Yan was also a good student who loved learning and exploring, and waited with great anticipation for new students to come to the stage to explain their ideas.

Fang Yan took a look at Lin Guancheng, cleared his throat, and said, "Ah...I didn't know how to do this question at first, but the squad leader explained it to me bit by bit, and now I kind of forget it, I'm sorry."

The math teacher said, "It doesn't matter if that's the case. It shows that Fang Yan is hardworking and inquisitive, and he deserves recognition."

"So, Lin Guancheng came up to explain to everyone how it was made, and Fang Yan also came up and listened." The tone was gentle, but the seriousness on his face could not be refused.

Fang Yan seriously suspected that the math teacher had discovered the similar plagiarism, and he was kind and approachable, looking for trouble in a different way.

Lin Guancheng got up and walked towards the blackboard, Fang Yan followed behind and walked up together.

The last small question is a relatively complicated three-dimensional geometry question. The teacher has already drawn the picture using the triangular board.Lin Guancheng picked up the chalk and looked at the picture, drew two auxiliary lines casually, and said in a gentle voice:

"Adding an auxiliary line will be much more convenient. You only need to find the sine of this angle... After converting it, through the length of the edge... you can get the value range from point E to the plane."

Lin Guancheng looked at Fang Yan from time to time as he spoke, "Do you understand?"

The students below immediately understood where they went wrong one by one.

Fang Yan leaned back against the desk, supported the edge of the table with one hand, and groped for his chin with the other.Squinting his eyes slightly, he nodded and said, "Hmm... I seem to understand a little bit." Then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Fang Yan stepped forward, intentionally or unintentionally, next to Lin Guancheng, rubbed his fingertips, pointed at the formula he listed, and said doubtfully:

"But why you write like this, I still don't quite understand, monitor... can you tell me about it?" His eyes were confused, and his tone was deliberately innocent.

Lin Guancheng endured it and did not attack.

There was a sound of inhalation, Fang Yan asked the most basic formula in the textbook for the first year of high school, is it too long to ask this kind of question in front of the math teacher, and you can return to your seat safe and sound if you understand the sentence clearly, classmate They all looked at the teacher.

The teacher didn't lose his temper, and said, "We will study the formula derivation after class."

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