male god is not easy to chase

As soon as the class started, there was a steady stream of knowledge points coming down like a mudslide, and the piles of papers could pile up the desks.

I was woken up by the alarm clock before dawn every day, and then started to study questions all day, and turned on the lights at night to fight at night. Even if I stayed up until the clock ticked, I still felt that there were still countless questions to do and endless knowledge points to review.

Everyone is working hard and making progress, and no one can relax.

Occasionally, I don't want to write the paper, and suddenly I remember that there is still a question that I don't understand, and there is still a knowledge point that I haven't penetrated.

However, even though he has worked so hard, his grades still go up, down, down, down, down, down...

Jiang Peifeng has long since lost the motivation to sit at the same table with Yuan Zheng in the first place, and now he hardly speaks a word other than short words all day long.

Even discussing topics is a waste of time for him.

Until many years later, Jiang Peifeng couldn't forget those days in the third year of high school, the desperation of the ups and downs of grades, there will always be someone who works harder than you, so if you slack off a little, you deserve it.

It was this kind of thought that made him grit his teeth to finish this question even though he was so sleepy that he was going to die, and then he went to brush up the English words again, and then went to sprint for the last few big questions...

This state lasted until one day, when he went to fetch water from the water dispenser, he filled it up. Jiang Peifeng was about to return to his seat, but when he turned around, the cup slipped from his hand.

What's even more frightening is that he didn't realize it at all until after walking a few steps, a girl shouted: "Jiang Peifeng, your cup has fallen!"

Jiang Peifeng turned his head almost numbly, and he saw that the cup that should have been in his hand was lying on the ground, and the water in it was gurgling out.

At this moment, Jiang Peifeng was almost dizzy, and the originally bright classroom in his sight suddenly began to dim.

A hand stretched out from the side, holding Jiang Peifeng firmly, "What's wrong with you?"

The classroom was so quiet that only the sound of writing could be heard. As soon as Yuan Zheng said this, many students looked over.However, more students kept their heads down and wrote the questions without moving.

Leaning halfway on the desk, Jiang Peifeng felt much better after his breath came over.He was about to say it was okay, when there was a burst of suppressed crying in the classroom.

It was a girl, she was sitting in the back row, lying on the desk, crying very restrained.

Gradually, the crying became louder and louder, bursting from the cracks in the rocks with embarrassing catharsis and despair of nowhere to hide.

She wailed.

A deadly silence permeated the classroom, and no one comforted her, just like no one could replace her for the college entrance examination.

This suffering must be endured by herself.

But when will it be over?

Jiang Peifeng looked up at the blackboard, the daily countdown to the college entrance examination, it was coldly decreasing, and looked coldly at the group of students below.

From that day on, Jiang Peifeng found that he could no longer use his hands, and sometimes even holding a pen was stiff.

He finally couldn't stand it any longer and took some time to go to the school hospital.The old doctor told him that there was nothing wrong with him, but he was under too much pressure and asked him to rest properly.

But how to rest?He tried his English the night before, and he was still six points away from passing.

It was afternoon when Jiang Peifeng came out of the hospital, and he had a holiday during the day and studied at night in the evening.

Jiang Peifeng didn't have much time to rest. He was about to go back to the classroom for self-study, but when he went upstairs, he met a girl with a baby head.

A little familiar, Jiang Peifeng's eyes swept over the girl, not intending to say hello.The girl called out to him.

"Jiang Peifeng?"

Jiang Peifeng stopped and took a look at the girl. He really couldn't remember the girl's name, she should have belonged to the student union before.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

The girl was a little embarrassed, looked around and saw that there was no one around, took out a paper folded into the shape of a heart from her backpack and handed it to Jiang Peifeng.

At first glance, it is made of colorful letter paper.

love letter?

Jiang Peifeng couldn't remember what the last time he received a love letter, he was a little emotional when he saw this love letter.

However, he doesn't seem to know this girl very well.

Jiang Peifeng had to think narcissistically, is his charm so great?

He felt good about himself for a while, and said to the girl, "This is it?"

The girl smiled shyly, with a blush on her face: "Can you please pass it on to Yuan Zheng for me, I wrote it to him."

Jiang Peifeng: "..."

The smile on his face was a little stiff, "I'm already in the third year of high school, isn't it good for you to write this to him?"

"It's okay," the girl said, "I just want to tell him that I like him. If he doesn't like him, he can refuse."

Jiang Peifeng couldn't hold back his smile, "Then you can give it to him yourself, besides, I don't know who you are."

"It's okay, he knows," the girl smiled understandingly.

He knows, he knows...

Jiang Peifeng wanted to roll his eyes and take the love letter from the girl.

After returning to the classroom, Jiang Peifeng saw that there were many snacks on his desk, including chocolate, biscuits, bread, and bananas.

There are not too many people in the classroom, not more than twenty in total, all of them are immersed in the questions.Jiang Peifeng asked in a low voice: "Whose?"

Yuan Zheng, who was working hard on the question, looked up, smiled, and said softly: "My mother is here, I don't know what she thinks, she brought me a lot of snacks. I don't like these, so I brought some for you. "

Jiang Peifeng peeled a banana: "What a coincidence, I like to eat it." He said, looking up at Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng smiled: "Then you eat more, I still have a lot." After speaking, he lowered his head and wrote the question.

Jiang Peifeng looked at Yuan Zheng several times uncertainly, and finally took out an English reading comprehension book to do it.

While doing this, Jiang Peifeng finally took out the love letter and handed it to Yuan Zheng after a battle between heaven and man.

Yuan Zheng didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Peifeng turned around and found Yuan Zheng looking at him in disbelief.

"No," Jiang Peifeng hurriedly explained, "I met a girl on the way here, and she asked me to give it to you."

The students sitting in the front and back rows heard the voice, leaned over, and said "Oh~" in unison.

With so many people watching, Yuan Zheng couldn't say much, so he said flatly, "You can let it go."

Jiang Peifeng put the love letter on Yuan Zheng's desk stiffly, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

What happened to this love letter afterwards, Jiang Peifeng didn't know, anyway, Yuan Zheng was still single.

Compared with Jiang Peifeng's ups and downs, his scores can be said to skyrocket.Originally, there were still weaknesses in biology and language, but after more than half a year of overcoming it, it is now on par with Jiang Peifeng.

According to this progress, Yuan Zheng can be said to be the biggest dark horse under the king.

That's not to say senior year wasn't fun at all.

One day, the drinking water in the classroom ran out, and several boys organized to carry water downstairs.

When Jiang Peifeng took the last bucket, he just heard a boy in the class ask: "Is there any more? Then I will go up."

"Yes," Jiang Peifeng pointed to the water in his hand, "This is the last bucket, how about it, let's move up together, each moving two floors, okay."

Their classroom is on the fourth floor.

The boy's name is Xue Yong. He is chubby and wears glasses. He didn't think much about it when he heard this: "Success, I'll move to the second floor. Later, you can move to the fourth floor."

After Yuan Zheng moved the bottled water to the classroom, he was about to go out to see if he needed help.

Just after leaving the classroom, he heard a roar in front of him: "Jiang Peifeng, stop!"

Jiang Peifeng, who was named by name, stood at the entrance of the corridor laughing out of breath, and the classmates who came up with him also laughed out of breath.

Yuan Zheng asked: "What's wrong?"

A boy passing by took the bottled water that should have been carried by Jiang Peifeng back to the classroom, pointed at Xue Yong and said with a smile, "Ask the two of them about this, haha."

Since the beginning of the third year of high school, I have never seen the whole class laughing together. Many students asked curiously about the situation.

Xue Yong took off his small glasses, and sued Jiang Peifeng emotionally at the door of the classroom: "It was agreed that each person would move to the second floor, but I ended up moving the second floor. When I looked up, it was the third floor!"

The instigator, Jiang Peifeng, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, and tears came out of his laughter.

The people in the class were emotionally infected and laughed.

The roar of laughter confused the Chinese teacher who came in to attend class.

Jiang Peifeng laughed all day about this matter, and even couldn't help laughing at dinner at night. Yuan Zheng sat across from him and looked at him smiling.

"No," Jiang Peifeng waved his hand, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Even Yuan Zheng laughed.

In fact, this incident is not so funny, but it happened in the cramped environment of the third year of high school, and all the shadows with a little bit of joy were infinitely magnified.

Under tremendous pressure, the body automatically adjusts to grasp every possible relaxation.So even the most commonplace things can cause roars of laughter.

This is probably the reason why they can survive the third year of high school.

As winter approached, Jiang Peifeng's grades began to stabilize, and there were no more ups and downs as before.

He finally found a bit of leisure from the messy study, and even took an extra 10 minutes of nap.

That day, he slept soundly lying on the table, when he suddenly stepped on the ground in his dream and woke up with a start.

Jiang Peifeng looked up at the big clock in the classroom. There were still 10 minutes before class.

The body told him that he could sleep again, but reason supported Jiang Peifeng to sit up, picked up the thermos cup on the table and drank a cup of warm water, forcing himself to wake up.

All the students in the classroom were lying on their stomachs. From the corner of his eyes, Jiang Peifeng caught Yuan Zheng lying on the table, facing Jiang Peifeng's direction, sleeping harmlessly to humans and animals.

Sure enough, people are good-looking, and the way they sleep can withstand scrutiny better than others.

Yuan Zheng's hair was so long that he didn't have time to cut it. The front had already reached his eyebrows, and a bunch of hair was curled restlessly, sticking out straight from his forehead.

Jiang Peifeng thought it was very interesting, and reached out his hand to gently press down the rubbed hair, but the hair was disobedient and bounced out again.

Jiang Peifeng pressed again, and flicked his hair again.

Yuan Zheng felt his forehead itching in his sleep, and stretched out his hand to push the "bug" away.

Yuan Zheng grabbed Jiang Peifeng's hand and pinned it to the cold table.

Jiang Peifeng didn't dare to move, subconsciously held his breath, like a thief being caught.

He waited for about two breaths, only to find that Yuan Zheng hadn't woken up.

Jiang Peifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly moved his hand out of Yuan Zheng's palm bit by bit.