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Qi Jiu walked into the classroom wearing a mask, and sneezed before sitting down.

The college entrance examination holiday will be held for four consecutive days from tomorrow. Class [-] is now tens of times more noisy than before. The girls are chatting and laughing together, and the boys are having fun around the aisle. The noise makes people feel pain in their temples. .

Sitting well, suddenly an empty plastic bottle was thrown over from the air, Qi Jiu got a bad headache and lowered his head to avoid it.

The plastic bottle wiped over it and almost hit Lin Ran who came in through the back door.

Lin Ran took the plastic bottle with one hand, and looked around the class calmly with his eyes. All the fuss just now fell silent.

The guy who caused the trouble was Tang Fang. He was a small man with a strong urban-rural fringe style, who loved to wear perfume and comb his hair. He usually only had the guts to flirt in the class.

"Brother Lin, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Tang Fang quickly raised his hand, "I really didn't know you came in at this time, and you hit me, I will never run away."

Lin Ran didn't look at him at all, raised his hand and threw the plastic bottle out.

Tang Fang was so shocked that he quickly covered his face, the plastic bottle brushed past his ear and fell straight into the trash can.

Qi Jiu can give him full marks if he pretends well.

Tang Fang heard the sound, turned his head back, whistled quickly, and clapped his hands, "Brother Lin is mighty!"

The whole class passed by and resumed the high decibel booing and laughing again, Qi Jiu only felt that his head was about to explode.

Lin Ran ignored them, opened the chair and sat down, "Morning Jiuye."

"Mighty, Brother Lin." Qi Jiu glanced at him, "The social people who support Paige are different."

"Aren't you holding on too, my ninth master in society." Lin Ran stuffed her schoolbag into the table hole, looked up at Qi Jiu's mask carefully, "Are you sick?"

"Cold." Qi Jiu took off his mask and put his Chinese textbook under his arm.

"Oh, then drink more hot water." Lin Ran looked at him caringly, and took out the phone.

Qi Jiu rested his head on the textbook, feeling that he was in a state of intoxication.Lin Ran next to him was fascinated by watching ghost movies as usual. He probably was a dog, and Lin Ran might not even be able to find out.

It didn't take long for the person to become confused, and Lin Ran called "Jiu Ye" and "Jiu Ye" for a long time, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a number.

91.

"Student Qi Jiu," the Chinese teacher Tang Shufen patted the desk, "Is it full of sleep, stand up and tell everyone, what do you think of getting this score?"

Tang Shufen is an old teacher transferred from the No. [-] Middle School. Her teaching methods have maintained the old habits formed in key high schools, and she treats students harshly and harshly.

Qi Jiu skipped her composition class on the first day he came to No. [-] Middle School. Since then, Tang Shufen has picked him up to recite the text in every class.

"What is this?" Qi Jiu closed his eyes while sleeping, and touched the paper with 91 written on it.

"Master Jiu, it's down." Lin Ran whispered.

Qi Jiu turned the paper back, roughly regained his vision, and saw clearly that it was a composition from last Friday.

When he stood up, he was dizzy. Qi Jiu looked at the bright red 16 in a daze for a while, and said, "I think there is progress."

The class suddenly burst into laughter, but Tang Shufen and Qi Jiu stood together with cold faces, and everyone couldn't bear to continue laughing.

"Is there progress? Where do you think there is progress?" Tang Shufen looked at him, her presbyopic glasses glaring coldly.

Qi Jiu has finally come to his senses. He can't say that it's because he always got 15 points for composition in his previous school, but now he's "improved" by giving him an extra point.

"The wind lends the greenness of the grassland, the blue sky lends freedom to the eagle, and the sun lends the earth a touch of vitality." Tang Shufen shrugged and read the title to the ppt, looking up for a long time, "I miss you, miss you The first sentence of the composition."

Qi Jiu took a look at the title of his composition, "On Borrowing and Returning", and he knew that he filled it in without thinking.

Tang Shufen's eyes were really scary, Qi Jiu could only read the composition numbly:

"As the saying goes, 'If you have a loan, you can repay it, and it's not difficult to borrow again'. People often borrow..."

"Bullshit!" Tang Shufen yelled with a sharp voice, and slapped the desk angrily, "What kind of bullshit did you write! Why didn't you write 'Borrow another 500 years from the sky'?"

The whole class was silenced by the drink, only Lin Ran laughed boldly at this moment.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?" Tang Shufen pointed towards Lin Ran angrily, "Who is that... Lin Ran! How much did you write?"

"48." Lin Ran said.

Tang Shufen was a little surprised, she took her hand back, "...it's nothing to teach you at the same table, teach him how to review the composition."

Lin Ran smiled, Qi Jiu pulled up a chair and sat down, "Laughing at you."

"Awesome Master Jiu!" Sun Yu came up after class, "You know what the teacher asks you in class, and you thought you were an all-round student master! Your composition is really wonderful, and you can compose with Hui Huiyi has competed!"

Qi Jiu frowned and ignored him.This person's decibels are really loud, like a loudspeaker is installed.

"Brother Jiu Ye Lin, do you play?" Zhao Qianhui ran over with a basketball in his arms, "Soup and potato noodles are like that, there are always thirty days every month, and they scold anyone they catch."

"Don't fight, your ninth master is very ill." Lin Ran continued to watch ghost movies with his earphones plugged in.

"Hey, why are you afraid of illness? Playing ball and exercising and sweating all over will make sure you feel refreshed!" Zhao Qianhui said loudly.

"Huihui, give up, no one will fight with you. Stand at the base of the wall and masturbate yourself, and you will be refreshed." Sun Yu laughed.

Under the high-decibel stimulation of the two, Qi Jiu also received a rehearsal text message from Huang Huan, and got up from his seat irritably.

"Hey Master Jiu, where are you going?" Zhao Qianhui called him.

"Correct word."

"Fuck, see a woman again!" Sun Yu growled.

Qi Jiu reckoned that he had a fever, and he was trembling when he walked. When Huang Huan faced the words, his voice was hoarse.

His physique has always been good, and he only catches a cold once or twice a year. Now he can only sigh that the weather in the south is really changeable, and it can directly toss him to death.

"The exam room will be set up for the last class in a while. Everyone will move all the tables and chairs to the designated places on the first floor, and keep the tables and chairs that have been labeled for exams." Li Yiyi, the class leader, shouted from the podium.

Qi Jiu slept on the table for most of the afternoon, and felt in a daze that someone rubbed his neck with the back of his hand and said "fuck".

About half an hour later, Qi Jiu was completely woken up by the vigorous sound of moving tables and chairs. When he looked up, the shadows of the whole group were in front of his eyes, only Lin Ran was sitting quietly watching ghost movies.

The sound of dragging the tables and chairs was harsh, and he had a terrible headache, but for some reason, he just felt a sense of peace of mind that came from nowhere.

Maybe it was the first time, when I woke up from the fever, I found someone beside me, which felt very fresh.

"Master Jiu, you have a fever." Lin Ran knew that he had woken up, and his eyes were still on the screen.

"En." Qi Jiu responded, seeing that his desk was not labeled.

"I just..." Lin Ran said, reaching out to touch the hole in the table.

"Master Jiu, someone is looking for you!" The classmate moved the chair and suddenly came back from the back door and called him.

Before Lin Ran touched the things, Qi Jiu had already gone out in a daze.

Fang Yun stood on the edge of the railing outside the gate of Class Nine, holding a small bag of things in her hand, and smiled when she saw Qi Jiu come out.

"I saw that you were sick during the recital in the morning. I went to the school doctor's office and prescribed some cold medicine for you." Fang Yun walked up to him and handed him the things in her hand. "The weather changes a lot this season. You have to be careful, and you won't be able to affect Bi Wan by then."

This time was the same as last time, the corridor was full of melon-eaters quietly watching with tables and chairs.

"Thank you." Qi Jiu said with a cold face, "I don't want it."

The melon-eating crowd immediately boiled over, Fang Yun couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face, she didn't expect Qi Jiu to directly refuse.

As a person who has never had any serious illness since childhood, Qi Jiu insisted on never taking medicine for 16 years.

Whoever told him to take medicine, he would have to turn his back on someone, and would rather get an injection than take medicine.

Qi Jiu went straight back to the class, the class was more than half emptied, only his and Lin Ran's desks remained as they were, and a small bag of things was placed on his desk.

It is full of cold medicine and antipyretics.There are also antipyretic stickers, which are marked for babies.

If it wasn't for the severe burning now, he would have thrown the desk over.

"I'm afraid you will die of illness," Lin Ran looked at the phone and got up from the seat, "Transfer the money to me later, the antipyretic stickers are very expensive."

"...Did you buy the medicine?" Qi Jiu glanced at him.

Lin Ran doesn't seem like the kind of warm and caring person anyway.

"Yeah." Lin Ran turned off the phone screen and smiled, "Are you moved?"

"Not moved." Qi Jiu lifted up the whole bag of medicine.

This kind of mood is very strange, Qi Jiu even wondered if he was frightened by the two bags of medicine that appeared in succession.

He wants to cry.

Sometimes people are very strange, like being in a house with suddenly dark lights, if someone touches the corner of your clothes at this moment, it will scare you out of your mental illness.

But some people just don’t know how to do it. Even if this kind of person pulls you without hesitation in the dark and makes you hurt, all you can feel is steadfastness.

nothing else.

"Thanks." Qi Jiu stuffed the medicine into his schoolbag.

"I'll move the table for you, you go home early." Lin Ran laughed and looked at him as if suddenly remembering something, "Hey Jiuye, the favor you owe me may not be finished."

"Can you pay it back for a lifetime?" Qi Jiu looked at him silently.

For a scumbag like Lin Ran, if he copied a few papers at the end of the semester, wouldn't everything be over?

The author has something to say:

I know I have no credibility in your hearts (╥╯^╰╥)

Can I quietly change the eight-point update of the copywriting? (Bow your head and admit your mistake jpg.)

There are some Calvins today, thank you for the little angel who came in w

I don't know if there are any typos, if there are, I will catch the bugs in a while.

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