Go to my home and do your homework

Because of the problem of air conditioning and refrigeration, Qu Liaoyuan also took advantage of the recess to run several times to the logistics office, and wanted to ask the janitor to help find out what was going on, because it was during the make-up period, and one or two janitors who were assigned to be on duty were also fishing for sun The net site is at work, and there is no one there a few times.

There was also a problem with the air conditioner in Class [-] of Liberal Arts diagonally across the door. Their class monitor first heard that Qu Liaoyuan was looking for a janitor, so he also went to the logistics office with him to look for a janitor, but they went several times to no avail. Trouble, not going, anyway, the air conditioner is not completely unable to blow cool air.

Only Qu Liaoyuan continued to persevere, and went to the logistics to find someone after class.

"Is anyone there?" Song Ye saw him running back sweating profusely, and handed him the water glass, which had been turned into lukewarm water.

"No." Qu Liaoyuan drank the water and said sadly, "Even if you are on duty, you can't stop coming every day, right? It's not like the school didn't pay them the duty fee, it's really annoying."

He picked up the school uniform T-shirt, trying to wipe the sweat off his face, remembering that when Song Ye was washing the school uniform, he always thought he had made the school uniform too dirty, so he put it down again, went to Song Ye's drawer and took a paper towel to wipe it.

Song Ye said: "You didn't ask Old Cui to ask? They are all colleagues, so they should be quite familiar."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I told him, but he said that he didn't know those school workers well, and he didn't have their contact information, so he asked me to find them myself."

Song Ye understood that in the 38-nine-degree summer, letting people come to work was obviously causing trouble for the school workers, and Old Cui was unwilling to take on such a crap.

During another class break, Qu Liaoyuan didn't go to the back office. He didn't take some summary notes in the class clearly. He borrowed Song Ye's chemistry notes to read and make up. Song Ye gave him the notebook and went to the teacher Cui's office by himself.

During the make-up period, the school did not strictly check the attendance of the teachers, and there was no math class on the afternoon schedule. Song Ye estimated that Lao Cui probably did not come to work. When he went to the office, he found that there was only one young teacher in the math office preparing lessons and writing lesson plans— —The rest of the math teachers who didn’t show up are old fritters who have led the graduating class for several years. Only this is the first time to lead the graduating class.Of course the teacher also knew Song Ye, and greeted him with a smile.

Song Ye went to Lao Cui's table and looked around. There was nothing on the table, and it was hard to open the drawer to look for it. He asked the teacher and said, "Mr. Sun, do you have any staff from our school?" address book?"

Teacher Sun had a good impression of him, and said enthusiastically, "Yes, I'll find it for you. What do you want this for?"

Song Ye originally wanted to make up a random reason to say which teacher he was looking for, but he stopped abruptly and changed it to tell the truth: "The air conditioner in our class is broken, I want to ask the janitor for help. what happened."

He copied the mobile phone numbers of the two staff on duty, said goodbye to Teacher Sun, returned to the classroom, and gave the number to Qu Liaoyuan.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Qu Liaoyuan used Song Ye's mobile phone to call the janitor, and he got through. The other party promised to help them check the air conditioner during extracurricular activities.

Qu Liaoyuan reconfirmed the agreed time twice before happily thanking the other party. After hanging up the phone, he said to Song Ye in surprise, "You are amazing! Why didn't I know that the school still has an address book?"

"I've seen it several times in the office. The teachers should have a copy." Song Ye preached, "Who told you that you are always frizzy and not careful at all. You need to observe more, use your brain more, and think more..."

"I know, I know," Qu Liaoyuan covered his ears and said, "Master, stop chanting."

Song Ye pretended to turn his back on him, as if to tickle him, and the two had another laughing and joking fight.

Several students around cast envious eyes at them, the whole class was lifeless in reviewing, fewer and fewer people were interested in joking and playing, and the classroom was filled with a dull atmosphere between classes, and this was just The beginning of the third year of high school.

The janitor came to remove the ice from the air conditioner and refilled it with fluorine, and then turned it on again, and the cooling effect was much better.Qu Liaoyuan told the janitor that there was also a problem with the air conditioner at door [-], and since the janitor had arrived, he went to Class [-] by the way, and fixed the air conditioner in the same way, and it was fine.

A few acquaintances in Class [-] knew that Qu Liaoyuan had hired him as the janitor. They saw him in the corridor and said to him, "Thanks to you, the humming of that broken air conditioner is causing headaches every day. It still doesn't work." Cool down, it's all over now, I can finally get through these few days of make-up classes."

For some unknown reason, the monitor of class ten did not take the initiative to speak to Qu Liaoyuan again during the whole make-up period in the closed corridor. It may have been a long time until the school officially started Forget it, and then slowly return to normal.

The English teacher's sunburn also healed after a few days. On the first day without sunglasses and a mask, he stopped wearing a loudspeaker. He walked into the classroom with his head held high and his chest held high on small high heels. He didn't speak yet. Qu Liaoyuan took the lead and said, "Teacher! You are more beautiful than before!"

A class of classmates, especially a few extroverted girls, also booed along with class leader Qu, and for some reason they poked the teacher's tears. The English teacher with light makeup burst into tears on the spot, crying out all the mascara.

This matter was quickly misreported to Lao Cui's ears, and Lao Cui called Qu Liaoyuan to the office, taught him a lesson cryptically, and told him to "don't make an example".

Qu Liaoyuan was reprimanded for a long time in a daze, but he didn't understand very well. When he came back, he told Song Ye, and Song Ye knew what it meant: someone misunderstood that Qu Liaoyuan was "molesting" the English teacher? !

Fortunately, the English teacher asked Lao Cui to explain it later. After class, Lao Cui apologized to Qu Liaoyuan, but complained to him in turn: "That's not the case, why didn't you explain it clearly to me?"

Qu Liaoyuan: ...Because I didn't understand at all.

July, August... One month's make-up lessons flowed slowly and irretrievably like running water.

During this period, on August [-]th, the Beijing Olympic Games opened. The students in the parallel class organized each class to watch the Olympic opening ceremony on TV. There was no TV in the "new" classroom of the experimental class, so the four classes had to go to the lecture hall together. , watched the opening on the big curtain.

This Olympic Games is the world's affirmation of China, and it is also China's proof of itself to the world. It has unprecedented groundbreaking significance.

Class one and class two science classes, with a sense of national pride, watched the excitement.

The ninth class and the tenth class are liberal arts classes, focusing on the knowledge points of the college entrance examination, and many people are frantically taking notes while watching.

In mid-August, remedial classes ended, and Qu Liaoyuan, who returned home from vacation, lived a fulfilling and meaningful life.

In the morning, I would review and do the questions with Song Ye, and in the afternoon or evening, I would watch the Olympic Games, which had entered the intense stage of competition.

They don’t watch every game. They watch more shooting and basketball. They plan to watch only the semi-finals and finals of badminton and table tennis. They only watch a few events in track and field and gymnastics. Turn on the TV, if you happen to be competing, just watch the fun.

Seeing the game, Qu Liaoyuan was more excited than the audience. Every time the match point came, he jumped onto the sofa and shouted loudly. In the end, no matter which side won, he applauded enthusiastically outside the TV. When the national anthem was played and the national flag was raised, the athletes hadn't even cried yet, but he cried uncontrollably. He shook Song Ye and said, "It's not easy! Chinese athletes are amazing!"

He has a genuine, natural awe of competitive sports and athletes.This is not limited to ethnic groups and countries, so they don't care so much about the results. If it is a Chinese athlete who wins, he will be happy. If it is an athlete from another country, he will not hesitate to give cheers and sincere touch.

Song Ye is actually not very interested in sports and competitions. He likes to take part in physical exercises now because of his desire to improve his physique. However, he and Qu Liaoyuan have watched several live games together, and he seems to be infected by Qu Liaoyuan's emotions. Unconsciously, I also developed a strong sense of respect for sports competitions.

On the morning of August 110th, the two of them got up very early, went for a jog together, and recited words. After breakfast, they planned to do some reading comprehension in classical Chinese. Both of them received text messages from Wen Cong: [ [-]m hurdles today!Remember to cheer for Brother Xiang!Let's watch the trapeze fly again!Eleven o'clock in the morning! 】

Wen Cong himself practiced this event, and he was lukewarm about hurdles in his first year of high school. In his second year of high school, he accidentally won a silver medal in the middle school student group at the city sports meeting. He also became obsessed with the hurdling man Liu Xiang, and used codes to set the background image of QQ space to be the photo of Liu Xiang winning the championship in Athens. His nickname also changed from "Brother Cong is "Handsome" was changed to "Brother Cong loves LX".

This also caused misunderstandings. Many people thought that he had changed to a new girlfriend with the abbreviation "LX". Liu Xiang!Not a third party between her and Wen Cong!

In the morning, Qu Liaoyuan and Song Ye also waited on time to watch the hurdle race.

What happened next is well known, LX withdrew from the race.