serious about love

The chemistry quiz is all basic questions, for everyone to test the review situation during the summer vacation.

Yanhao, as a good kid who insists on making up lessons during the summer vacation, has finished the papers and still has time to look at the scenery outside the window.

Yang Cong kicked the banquet under the table, and winked when he looked over, are you hanging like this, my lord?

After the banquet, I turned my head to look at the scenery.

"Tch, that's enough."

Yang Cong knows how to copy homework, but not exams. Even if a paper full of small letters is spread out in front of his eyes, he will not copy an answer.

No, no, no, empty, free and easy.

"Oh, why don't you finish class, I'm going to have water in my butt."

Yang Cong got up a little, let the stuffy pants blow air: "Xiao Hao, don't stand in front of the window, lean back."

"It's the exam, don't make noise."

Yan Hao remembered the "Oh" that Jiang Muxing sent to the labor committee member, and pressed the fingers holding his chin hard, leaving a red mark on his cheeks.

He spread a piece of draft paper in front of the table, quickly wrote a line, and touched Yang Cong with his arm.

Yang Cong glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw the content on the draft paper.

Yan Hao: Let me ask you something, if you find out that someone likes me, what will you do?

Yang Cong drew a row of straws at the bottom: Who can't bear to confess to you so much?

Yan Hao didn't talk to him, and asked seriously on the draft paper: "Will you refuse for me?"

Yang Cong replied solemnly: Nonsense.

Yanhao was very persistent, so he wrote again: So is it possible, or is it not?

Yang Cong looked at him strangely for several times before drawing two straw characters: Yes.

Seeing Yang Cong's answer, Yan Hao froze immediately.

Yang Cong looked at him suspiciously, and asked meanly with his mouth: Hey, why, I'm from Haibain?

Yanhao ignored him.

The chemistry teacher in the aisle on the other side answered: "Some people, if they don't learn well, they still affect others."

Yang Cong said lazily: "Teacher, you can just say me."

The whole class: "..."

Then Yang Cong successfully went out to dry his ass.

-

Seeing Jiang Muxing turning his head and looking in his direction, Yan Hao immediately pursed his lips and smiled, with the words "I'm done" written on his face, like a child waiting to be praised, proud and jumping, with a smile on the top of his head. The little red flowers are swaying.

Jiang Muxing turned his gaze back to the paper, and placed one hand on his lips.

Song Ran was secretly pinching the spicy sticks in the pocket of the desk. He wanted to see if the teacher came over, but he caught Jiang Muxing smiling, and it was a very doting smile. He was so surprised that he jumped out of the chair. stood up.

Then Song Ran also went out.

In the corridor outside, Yang Cong clenched his fist and hammered him on the shoulder: "Justice!"

Song Ran smelled the aroma of spicy sticks in his hand, and his expression was in a daze: "Dude, do you believe it?"

Yang Cong shook his legs: "What?"

Song Ran murmured: "I saw a ghost just now..."

Yang Cong's face was serious: "The old man has only heard of daydreaming, but never of seeing ghosts in the daytime. Dare to ask young people, where are the ghosts?"

Song Ran also had a serious face: "It's close at hand."

Yang Cong: "..."

Song Ran took off her glasses and rubbed her dry eyes: "I'm writing a book at night."

Yang Cong said "tsk", "Your enthusiasm is higher than mine."

Song Ran put on the look of a decadent teenager: "I am empty."

"I think you still have kidney deficiency, and you look listless." Yang Cong looked him up and down, "Are you staying up in the middle of the night, just watching movies?"

Song Ran was surprised and said, "Didn't the Great Immortal spy on the heavenly secret?"

Yang Cong's mouth twitched.

Song Ran put the glasses back on, and sighed melancholy: "I ate peaches at noon, and I ate worms, and only half of them were left, which made me spit out my lunch. Now there are still shadows, and the spicy sticks can't soothe my wounded heart." .”

Yang Cong said very unkindly: "But spicy strips can bring you acne on your forehead."

Song Ran rolled her eyes: "You are not so cheap in the game."

Yang Cong said nonchalantly, "To each other."

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At the time of class, Yang Cong and Song Ran were the only ones in the corridor. They didn't have the pain of brothers and sisters, and they chatted happily.

Song Ran asked very gently: "How is the paper for the banquet?"

Yang Cong squinted: "Why?"

Song Ran lowered his voice: "Many people want to see him make a fool of himself."

Yang Congqing swears and swears: "The dog is like a thing, it's so fucking idle!"

"It's normal, I'm from here." Song Ran dodged Yang Cong's kick, "I mean as a victim."

Yang Cong had a hot temper: "You can't finish talking all at once?"

"All right, all right, it's my fault." Song Ran went on to say, "Do you know what I'm worried about? I'm afraid that Yan Hao's first paper in the third year of high school will not be done well, and there will be a gap in my heart."

"Combined with other people's eyes and remarks, he will deny himself, and then he will not be able to get up."

Yang Cong wiped his face: "When I was invited out by the teacher to enjoy the cool, he had already finished writing, very leisurely."

Song Ran leaned against the wall: "That should be good."

"Originally, he was the best in chemistry, and now he still has three points for supplementary lessons, which is very stable." Yang Cong sneered, "Those who want to see his jokes, I am afraid it will become a joke."

Song Ran was unresponsive: "Who is the three o'clock water?"

Yang Cong looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person: "What do you think?"

When Song Ran met the number, his eyes behind the lens were a little cramped. Does Lao Jiang know that he is three o'clock?

Yang Cong became addicted to cigarettes, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth: "For the sake of us being proud of ourselves in the game, if you find that Three Points of Water is bullying my little friend, please tell me."

Song Ran's face was full of black lines: "What are you bullying? Your Xiaohao is a special existence at my old Jiang's place. The treatment is so good that even my old deskmate stands aside."

Yang Cong scratched his hard board and was about to speak when the chemistry teacher came out, the floral skirt dangled elegantly around his calves, and the low-heeled leather shoes came to a stop in front of them.

"What are you talking about so lively, let me listen too."

Yang Cong: "..."

Song Ran: "..."

-

Class 1's duty schedule starts from the last row of the last group to the front row, and the first day of school is for Yan Hao and Yang Cong.

Yang Cong used to be in charge of more than half of the classrooms and the two blackboards at the front and back. Although he is lazy, he is a person who can't help the oil and salt bottle at home. He is still very loyal when he is on duty.

Who made the partner on duty be him as a child?

Yang Cong never expected that his buddies would let him go back first when he was on duty this time.

"Can you do it alone?"

Yanhao put the triangular board into the pencil case: "School just started today, there is no rubbish."

Yang Cong picked up his schoolbag: "Then I'm really withdrawing?"

Having said that, he was still standing on his seat, asking like an old woman: "Are you sure you can handle it?"

It's not his mother-in-law, it's this young man who is very expensive, such a big classroom, and it's a deadly heat, cleaning it by himself may make him cry.

Yan Hao calls Xia Shui and asks her to take Yang Cong away.

Xia Shui called Song Ran.

Yang Congqi's head was filled with smoke, fuck, is I a ball?I was kicked around by you!

Song Ran came around from the front, said hello to Yan Hao and Xia Shui, and left with a hook around Yang Cong's neck.

Yang Cong was much taller than him, and the person who was hooked couldn't stand upright, cursing all the way.

Xia Shui watched the two leave, and gossiped to Yanhao, "I feel that Cheng Lingling wants to get back together with Onion."

Yan Hao's eyelids twitched: "Isn't it?"

"The pendant that Onion bought for her, she hasn't hung it up since we broke up, and now she's hanging it up again at the beginning of school." Xia Shui lay on his desk, "And today I passed by our class a lot."

Yan Hao braced his head: "That can't explain anything."

Xia Shui blinked: "Where are you peeking at the onion?"

Banquet: "..."

"I really don't understand Cheng Lingling. Just the pendant, foreign luxury brands. We are all high school students, so we can recognize few of them. Others think they are only a few dozen dollars."

Xia Shui shook her head: "She might as well ask Onion to buy a popular brand, with a pendant of several hundred, that can be pretending."

She swept the back door of the classroom and yelled: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here."

Yanhao glanced over from the corner of her eye, and Cheng Lingling was standing at the back door, holding a mobile phone in her hand, she seemed to be looking at something, she kept standing there, the delicate little pendant was shaking slightly.

No. [-] Middle School has no strict requirements on students' hairstyles, as long as they don't dye their hair.

Cheng Lingling is quite well-known in school, besides being the top scorer among the girls in the science class, she is also a beautiful woman with beautiful long hair.

To sum it up in three words, it is black, long and straight, almost reaching the waist.

Yan Hao has never seen a girl in school with longer hair than hers. The key point is that she looks very soft and talented, but it is a pity that her character is not good.

When two people are together, one party's affection for the other party fades away, and it's okay to break up.

Cheating is wrong.

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Cheng Lingling stood for a while, then glanced casually at Class 1.

Yan Hao looked at her with cold eyes.

Cheng Lingling's face changed slightly, and she turned around and left in the next second.

Yan Hao caught a glimpse of Jiang Muxing when he looked away, and found that he had finished his homework for the day and was sorting out his books.

Xia Shui didn't notice what Yan Hao was looking at, she still looked at where Cheng Lingling was standing, and said in confusion: "The hair is so long, how tired I am when I wash it."

Seeing Jiang Muxing getting up, Yan Hao stood up subconsciously and urged Xia Shui: "The driver hasn't come to pick you up yet?"

Xia Shui shrugged: "It's early."

Since her home is far away, her parents did not allow her to live on campus, nor did they allow her to rent a house near the school.

When Jiang Muxing came over, Yan Hao's tongue became a little stiff, and he hurriedly said to Xia Shui: "See you tomorrow."

Xia Shui would be blind if she hadn't noticed Jiang Muxing coming this way, she couldn't sit still, and whispered hello: "Are you going back with [-] o'clock water?"

While peeking at Jiang Muxing from the corner of his eye, Yanhao got out of his seat and pushed the chair in: "The classroom hasn't been cleaned yet."

Xia Shui winked at him: "Then let three waters help you."

Yan said kindly, I think so too, so Auntie, please leave me alone.

Xia Shui didn't know Yanhao's intentions, but felt that her idol was as cold as ever, so difficult to talk to, and he was quiet and hard to see through, and couldn't adjust the atmosphere according to his expression, so she wouldn't join in the fun now. Another day brought onions, and Song Ran. There were so many people, it was easy to talk, so she waved her hands with a playful smile, and hurried away with her schoolbag.

Quiet in the classroom.

Jiang Muxing took the eraser and erased the ghost symbols on the blackboard behind.

Yan Yan looked at his elongated arms when he waved the eraser, and his voice was a little dry: "Squad leader, I haven't swept my land yet, why don't you go back first?"

Jiang Muxing wiped the blackboard and turned around: "Can you do it by yourself?"

Yan Hao faltered and hawed, and didn't express himself clearly for a long time, not at all the way he swore in front of Yang Cong.

Jiang Muxing raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked again: "Can I do it?"

Yanhao looked at Jiang Muxing, and replied as if being tempted: "It's absolutely impossible."