Go to my home and do your homework

City No. [-] Middle School is located in a quiet place, built on a street behind a certain government unit. On both sides of the street at the school gate, there are orderly planted sycamores, and the brick-red school buildings on the campus are hidden in the lush greenery. among the trees.

The four members of the Qu family have only passed by the school gate, and no one has ever entered. Regarding the campus facilities and dormitory conditions of No. [-] Middle School, they are all hearsay.

For this reason, Qu Dajiang changed shifts with his colleagues, and together with his wife, sent his son and Song Ye to report to the new school early in the morning. He was worried that the two middle school students would not be able to handle the registration and payment procedures, and he was also concerned about the school's accommodation conditions. So, let's take a look.

As a result, when they reached the school gate, the gate guard directly stopped them and other parents, and only the freshmen who came to report were allowed to enter.

The school also considered safety and order, so Qu Dajiang and Gao Xiuyue had no choice but to hand over their luggage to the two children.

Qu Dajiang told the two of them: "When you go in, listen to the teacher's arrangement, and get along well with your new classmates."

Gao Xiuyue also said: "Xiao Qu'er, I have to listen to your brother."

Qu Liaoyuan nodded in agreement, Song Ye said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Gao Xiuyue said: "If the money is not enough, just call us and send money to you."

Two brand-new high school students, each carrying a backpack and each holding a woven bag containing bedding luggage, went to the gate post to show their admission notices, and stepped into the high school gate together.

Qu Dajiang and Gao Xiuyue watched them step into a new world that belonged to them through the electric retractable door.

"Go back." Qu Dajiang said.

"Come back later, in case something happens to the two of them." Gao Xiuyue was worried, and looked at the backs of the two children walking away.

Song Ye led Qu Liaoyuan to the lobby on the first floor of the complex building, and got two registration forms. Qu Liaoyuan was afraid of filling in mistakes, so he checked Song Ye's completion first, and then followed the same pattern. The one-inch photos of the two of them prepared in advance and pasted on the watch respectively.

Then they took the forms, went to the auditorium next to them, and handed the forms to the teacher in charge. The teacher checked the admission notice and the information on the form, and after confirming that it was their own, they registered the two of them on the computer and gave Qu Liaoyuan a payment. Order, tell him to go to the financial office on the third floor to pay tuition and book fees.Song Ye was free of charge. He asked Qu Liaoyuan to watch things downstairs, and went up to find the toll window in the financial office, and paid Qu Liaoyuan's money.

He came down with the payment slip, and Qu Liaoyuan was in the corner, holding his schoolbag and sitting on the luggage bag, with a dull and tired face.

Song Ye laughed and said, "You're tired? You don't feel tired every day, isn't it easier than playing?"

Qu Liaoyuan hurriedly stood up, and said bitterly, "I'm the last person to do such a thing. Fortunately, I have you. If it were just me, I wouldn't be able to find it anywhere."

Song Ye was very happy when he heard this, and said without saying anything, "Come on, ask where to get a meal card."

Go to the recharge window in the cafeteria, get a meal card and then come back to the complex building. The class information of the freshmen is also posted.

There are 1 classes for freshmen this year, among which are two experimental classes, Song Ye was assigned to Senior One (7) Class, and Qu Liao went to the parallel Class Senior One ([-]) in principle.

Qu Liaoyuan asked a female teacher next to him: "Teacher, my brother and I are not in the same class, can we still live in a dormitory?"

The teacher said: "You need to be in the same class to live together. If you are ordered, you may be assigned to the dormitory of other classes."

Qu Liaoyuan said positively, "I want to place an order, how can I do so?"

The female teacher smiled, and asked Song Ye, "What kind of relatives are you two? Your younger brother kisses you too much."

Qu Liaoyuan put his arm on his shoulder warmly and said, "It's not a relative, he's my real brother."

Now explaining the situation at home is not only laborious, but may cause trouble, Song Ye simply accepted it, and said to the teacher: "Yes, dear."

The dormitory was also finished, and Qu Liaoyuan failed to get an order as he wished, but "smoothly" got into a dormitory full of boys from Class [-], but it was on the same floor as Song Ye's dormitory, not too far away.

Song Ye's dormitory is very close to the stairs, and he arrived first in a few steps. There are already two boys who arrived first inside, packing their things.

Qu Liaoyuan looked inside, and the two boys also looked at him. He felt that they were both nerds, and they would not bully Song Ye, so he said to Song Ye: "You are here, go in and clean up, I will go too Pack up my things, and I'll come to you for dinner when I'm done."

Song Ye said: "Are you okay?"

Qu Liaoyuan swung the huge luggage bag over his shoulder and said coolly, "I can do it!"

He found his new dormitory, and there were already two boys who had arrived first. Those two obviously knew each other, and they were talking and laughing, with sporadic swear words mixed in.One of the boys with very short hair was wearing a junior high school uniform. Qu Liaoyuan had seen other candidates wear it during the high school entrance examination, and he remembered that it was from the No. [-] Middle School in the urban area.The other was dressed in a non-mainstream way, with hair that almost covered his eyes, and he would blow his breath from time to time while talking, blowing his flowing bangs up and down.

Qu Liaoyuan remembered that Qu Dajiang told him to "get on good terms with his classmates", although he thought it was weird, he still took the initiative to say hello to him and said, "Have you two been assigned to class seven?"

The two looked at him, but neither of them said anything, and the non-mainstream said to the short-haired one: "I'm gone, you should be a good student here."

The short-haired boy waved his hand and said, "Go away, go out over the wall and be careful, don't break your leg."

The non-mainstream laughed and said, "As long as I have a good third leg, I can still be your father."

He left, and the short-haired boy cursed at the door, CNM.

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

He had never heard such nasty swear words from his peers, combined with the conversation between these two people, it felt like a legendary... little bastard! ! !

He pretends to be handsome and cool every day in Factory 407. He deliberately looks like a hooligan on TV, shaking his legs and shaking his shoulders. The less experienced elementary school kids call him "the little gangster in the third grade of junior high school", but how is he a guy? gangster?How can a gangster be punished for a station and be ridiculed by the whole school's elementary school students?Apart from not studying well enough and being mischievous, he hasn't done anything that a punk should do.

For example, he has never said dirty words like CNM in his life.

The real gangster had already occupied the lower berth by the window, and he didn't have any intention of trying to reason with Qu Liaoyuan. He lay down on his own bed, took out a pink slider phone, and seemed to be sending text messages.

Qu Liaoyuan also wanted to sleep on the lower bunk by the window, it was spacious and bright.But now to sleep on the empty lower bed by the window, I have to be the opposite neighbor with this person.He didn't think about it anymore, and picked out an empty bed that was a little farther away from the other party, then took out all the bedding from the luggage bag, and started packing a new bedding.

...Just now he told Song Ye that he was "ok", what a fart.

The school issued bed sheets, quilt covers and pillow covers with the words "City No. [-] Middle School". You can bring your own mattresses and pillows or buy those provided by the school.Gao Xiuyue brought him and Song Ye two new pillows that hadn't been used at home, and the bedding was covered with a new cotton core, which was definitely cleaner than the uniform ones distributed by the school, and it was more comfortable to sleep on.

It took Qu Liaoyuan a long time to lay out the mattress and sheets, but the quilt cover couldn't be covered well anyway, and the quilt core was always lumped inside.In fact, Gao Xiuyue taught him at home, asking him to ask his classmates to help him, and he will be fine soon.But now this classmate in the dormitory is a little hooligan!He didn't really want the little rascal to ask for help.And the little rascal might not even want to help him.

"Why haven't you recovered yet?" Song Ye came to see him after cleaning up, and said as expected, "Tsk, you still say you can do it yourself, what can you do?"

Qu Liaoyuan felt that there was an outsider there, so he didn't say anything, he just put down the messy quilt.

Song Ye put the quilt core back in, pinched the corner of the quilt, opened his arm, and shook it a few times, it's done.

Qu Liaoyuan exclaimed in admiration, "You are really amazing!"

Song Ye said: "You are too stupid."

On the bed by the window, the boy who was playing with his mobile phone let out a "chi" laugh.

Song Ye thought that according to Qu Liaoyuan's personality, he must have socialized with his classmates, so he also greeted: "Hello, classmate, I am Qu Liaoyuan's brother."

"Who cares who you are? Who asked you something?" The boy turned his eyes away from the phone and looked at Song Ye. The look in his eyes was similar to that of Qu Liaoyuan just now, very impatient.

Qu Liaoyuan stepped forward instinctively, blocking Song Ye behind him, and said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Who told you to watch it!"