Go to my home and do your homework

After the visit, Song Ye came out and did not see Qu Liaoyuan, guessing that it was probably the same as last time, and went to the office where he was last time to look for him.

Qu Liaoyuan was asking the elder brother of the prison guard: "What are the majors related to public security? Is the police academy militarized? Is everyone able to touch a gun?"

Before the elder brother answered, Song Ye called someone at the door: "Qu Liaoyuan!"

Qu Liaoyuan was startled by his sudden loud noise, and hurriedly picked up the schoolbag beside him and stood up.

The elder brother frowned, but seeing that he was from the younger brother's family, he said in a more gentle tone: "I don't even know what this place is? Don't make any noise."

Song Ye said with a solemn expression, "I'm sorry."

"My brother didn't do it on purpose." Qu Liaoyuan was a little embarrassed, and said to others, "Brother, I'm leaving, see you next time, I'll put the biscuits here for you."

The prison guard said: "You keep it, I really don't want to eat it, take it away quickly."

Qu Liaoyuan picked up his schoolbag and dragged Song Ye away quickly.

Qu Liaoyuan didn't dare to speak any more, went out of the gate, and waited for the bus at the bus stop, Qu Liaoyuan complained to Song Ye, "Why were you so loud just now?"

"What nonsense are you talking to others again? I told you last time, don't talk too much with the people here, why don't you have a long memory?" Song Ye blamed him in turn.

"I didn't talk nonsense." Qu Liaoyuan looked at his face, guessed something, and asked, "Yes... what's wrong with Uncle Song? Are you feeling unwell? Is your leg hurting again?"

Song Ye said: "No, he is very good."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Did he say something about you? We only meet a few times a year, so if you want to talk, let him say a few words. Don't take it to heart."

"I'm talking about you!" Song Ye was poked at the center, and said fiercely, "Who told you to ask me about my dad?"

Qu Liaoyuan: "...If you don't ask, don't ask."

He was also a little annoyed, and moved two steps to the side, far away from Song Ye.

Song Ye felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't intend to lose his temper with Qu Liaoyuan.

At this time, someone who came to visit relatives and friends came out to wait for the bus. It was an aunt, and she didn't pay attention to it. While sending a text message, she walked to the middle of the two and stood still.

The bus back to the city has also come from not far away.

Song Ye's intention to stretch out his hand to pull Qu Liaoyuan back to his side had to be temporarily dismissed.

The bus came to a stop, and the door opened just in front of Qu Liaoyuan, so he got on the bus first, passed by the slot machine, raised his hand and pointed his thumb back, and said to the driver, "The ones from behind are together." The car left.

The aunt came up second, and sat in the first row by the door after the coin was cast.

Song Ye was the last one, and he and Qu Liaoyuan paid for the bus tickets, and looked behind.Prison is the second stop of this bus. It is more than ten kilometers away from the urban area. There are not too many people near the urban area, so there are many vacant seats on the bus where two people can sit next to each other. Qu Liaoyuan Unexpectedly, he didn't want to sit. He chose a seat by the window that was already occupied by a gray-haired man, and he sat by himself in the empty seat next to the aisle.

It was obvious that he wanted to show Song Ye: If he gets angry, he won't sit with you.

The car was already moving, and the carriage was shaking a little, Song Ye walked slowly towards the back, his eyes were on Qu Liaoyuan, and Qu Liaoyuan turned his head to look out the window.

"Why are you really angry?" Song Ye stopped next to him, pulled the armrest of the hanging ring, and talked to him.

Holding his schoolbag in his arms, he looked out of the window angrily, and didn't mean to care about anyone.It was the old man sitting inside him who looked at them strangely.

Song Ye smiled at the uncle, bowed his head to Qu Liaoyuan, and said softly: "Okay, brother said something wrong, please forgive brother, okay?"

Qu Liaoyuan didn't really want to get angry with Song Ye, but he got angry at that moment. Hearing that Song Ye admitted his mistake so simply, he thought, forget it.

He turned his head and gave Song Ye a ferocious expression. Song Ye reached out and pinched his nose. He couldn't breathe. He opened his mouth to bite Song Ye's hand, but Song Ye hurriedly took his hand back.The two reconciled just like that.

The old man next to him looked at Qu Liaoyuan carefully for a long time, suddenly realized, and said, "Oh, you are a little girl?"

Qu Liaoyuan was holding his schoolbag, and he was wearing a turtleneck sweater, which blocked his already developed Adam's apple, and he couldn't quite see his figure.Listening to their conversation and exchange, the uncle regarded him as a short-haired "little girl" who was having a temper with her boyfriend.

"I'm not a little girl! I'm a little boy..." After denying it, Qu Liaoyuan felt that this word was not good, and said, "Master, I'm a man, you see I have stubble."

The uncle knew it was a joke, looked at the so-called stubble around his mouth, and laughed, "It's just fluff? Look at the uncle, this is called stubble."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

He resentfully went to the back row with Song Ye to find another empty seat to sit together, and Song Ye laughed for a long time when he was mistaken for a girl.

Relying on the speed of the high-speed rail, the two returned home in the afternoon.

Qu Liaoyuan was still full of curiosity about the EMUs. He didn't have time to look around when he came in the morning. In the 40-plus minutes in the afternoon, he visited the carriages from one end to the other with great interest for more than half an hour.

The two of them tacitly stopped talking about the little disturbance while waiting for the bus outside the prison gate.

Qu Liaoyuan thought that Song Ye lost his temper with him because he heard that he asked the prison guard brother about the public security profession, which made him feel guilty and depressed.

Song Ye had indeed heard it, but the reason for his unhappiness was not only this, but also the stimulation from Song Zhiguo.He didn't intend to talk to Qu Liaoyuan, talking would only add to the troubles of the two of them, and it was of no practical use.

He still thinks he's capable of solving it, whether it's a "problem" or not.

The Lunar New Year in 2009 came quickly and passed quickly.

On the evening of the third day of the first lunar month, the third-year students of No. [-] Middle School returned to school collectively and began to make up lessons.

Qu Liaoyuan couldn't sleep well at home during the Chinese New Year, and he was sleepy for a long time after returning to make up lessons. He didn't doze off in class, and just wanted to lie on his stomach after class.Song Ye saw that it didn't affect his study, so he didn't care about him. He went to fetch hot water for him between classes, and made tea bags for him to drink to refresh himself.They don't do exercises during the big breaks of make-up classes, so the two of them go to the playground to exercise together, play badminton, parallel bars, and occasionally play basketball with a group of big boys.

The campus that just finished the new year was very desolate and deserted during the make-up period, and the students were in a half-dead state and depressed.

Many students in the class have expressed their envy for Song Qu brothers. They also fought hard in the third year of high school. Everyone else was dizzy and black-eyed, and their emotions collapsed as soon as they collapsed. His elder brother has a good relationship and good grades. He can take care of each other and encourage each other to study. He is the happiest little brother in the third year of high school.

But Qu Liaoyuan clearly knows that others should envy him the most. They envy him that he has the little teacher Song Ye to guide him all the way. Prefer fate, there is an excellent "brother" like Song Ye.

He used to think about nothing in his head. Apart from playing and falling in love all day long, he was forced to study by Song Ye.I don’t know why these days, but I always think a lot. Sometimes I feel that I am asking for trouble. Others are full of envy or even jealousy of him, but he is the only one struggling to say things that no one else can understand.

The Lantern Festival is approaching, and there are two days left for the make-up classes to end.

In the third self-study in the evening, public class, there was no teacher. Teacher Cui, the head teacher, called Song Ye, the math class representative, to the office to get the answers to the new exercise papers in the afternoon, and asked him to post them on the small blackboard in front of the classroom after he came back. Compare by yourself, and when you go to class again, the teacher will only choose the topics with more mistakes to analyze and explain.At the current review stage, there are too many exercise papers for each subject every day, and the teachers have no time to correct each sheet and explain each sheet in detail. This method is faster and more efficient.

After returning from the office and posting the answers on the front, Song Ye had just returned to his seat when the class bell rang.

This week, the seats of Song Ye and Qu Liaoyuan were changed to the seats next to the wall. Qu Liaoyuan sat inside, took the paper and asked Song Ye: "What did you choose for this question? B or D?"

Song Ye didn't answer, but looked at him with a strange look.

In front of the small blackboard, a few students who had finished their papers were reading the answers, discussing while reading, and there was a buzzing noise in the classroom.

"What's wrong?" Qu Liaoyuan touched his face, showed the paper to Song Ye, and said, "I didn't sleep during class just now, look, I finished all the multiple-choice questions."

Song Ye pushed aside his paper and said, "I'm asking you, what did you ask Old Cui?"

Qu Liaoyuan was startled, his lips were so nervous that he opened and closed his lips unnaturally, and he stammered, "I...I told Teacher Cui not to talk to others, he...why is he like this?"

"Am I someone else?!" Song Ye said angrily with a cold face, "Why do you think Old Cui told me? He also thinks you are crazy."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Because Song Ye saw the web browsing records last time, he didn't dare to search things online at home, and the 2G network speed of his mobile phone was too slow, so it was not suitable to go to the school computer room. He was inseparable from Song Ye at school, alone. The action is too obvious, Song Ye will find out.

But he really wanted to know something, so he thought about it, and secretly asked Mr. Cui, the class teacher——

What is the difference between a national defense cadet and a military cadet?

What about the students of the police academy?

Which schools are Qingbei in the police academy?

Is it difficult to get a job after graduating from these schools?Should I just be a police officer?

Teacher Cui probably thought he was asking for fun at first, but after he left, he realized that he really wanted to know the answers to these questions.

A student who is expected to score in Qingbei, wants to enter the police academy?

As a class teacher and homeroom teacher, Lao Cui is not the old-fashioned type who will contact the parents for the most trivial matters, but this kind of thing...

Old Cui still reported the situation to Song Ye, Qu Liaoyuan's "parent", and said tactfully, "Go back and ask him, what exactly is he thinking?"

"Qu Liaoyuan, what do you mean?" Song Ye was anxious, and said, "You promised well, you will listen to me, is that how you listen?"

Qu Liaoyuan whispered, "I'm just asking."

Song Ye said, "Why are you asking this?"

"I don't understand... If I don't understand, I have to ask. I don't understand, I want to know." Qu Liaoyuan explained nervously.

Song Ye said expressionlessly: "Then what do you know? Tell me too."

Qu Liaoyuan knew that he was angry, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Are you going to be a military academy, a police academy, or a national defense student?" Song Ye suddenly smiled and said, "If you don't know anything, just ask me and I'll tell you."

Qu Liaoyuan was flustered by his laughter, and said, "Don't do this."

"What about me?" Song Ye was extremely disappointed, and said, "Qu Liaoyuan, you don't listen to me anymore, do you?"

Qu Liaoyuan pursed his lips tightly, wanting to deny it, but he didn't.There was a bit of reluctance in the black and white eyes.

Song Ye felt very sad in his heart, and said, "I don't like you like this, do you understand?"

He threw the notebook in his hand on the table, and the classroom gradually became quiet. Everyone was surprised to find their unusual movements. This was the first time that the "model brothers" had an argument in public.

"It's okay." Qu Liaoyuan still had the self-consciousness of being a class monitor, and he didn't want to affect the classroom discipline, so he said to the students, "You should read the books, and you should do the questions."

classmates:"……"

Qu Liaoyuan touched Song Ye's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Go out and talk, don't affect others."

The two of them went out of the classroom and went straight to the outside of the laboratory building one after the other.

The Lantern Festival is approaching, like silver moonlight, bright and chilly.

Song Ye quickly made a decision, he needed to cut through the mess quickly, and he couldn't procrastinate any longer, allowing Qu Liaoyuan to think or even act recklessly, so he made up his mind immediately and said, "What do you want to say? Let me just say it directly, if You still want to be a national defense student in the military academy and police academy, so we might as well separate now."

Qu Liaoyuan had planned a lot of things and wanted to have a good talk with him, but when he heard him say that, he was stunned on the spot and looked at him in disbelief.

Song Ye said: "You choose, you want me, or you want that dress."