Go to my home and do your homework

In the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, I am about to enter the graduating class, and the school arranges make-up classes.

As soon as the homeroom teacher announced the news, Qu Liaoyuan, who was in the second-to-last row, and Wen Cong, who was in the first-to-last row, screamed in unison: "No!!!!!!"

Class teacher: "No, no? It's just the grades of the two of you, are you sorry?"

When the teacher left, the two troublemakers continued to howl.

"It's over, it's over," Wen Cong said, "The wonderful summer vacation is over!"

Qu Liaoyuan: "Didn't you say that the Education Bureau doesn't allow make-up classes during the summer vacation? Why are they allowed to make up classes again?"

Wen Cong was silent for a moment, then suddenly whispered: "I'll pretend to have a stomachache and go to the toilet later, and you go to the toilet door and watch for me."

Qu Liaoyuan: "What are you going to do? Are you smoking again?"

Wen Cong smiled mysteriously: "See, I called the Education Bureau and reported this crappy school."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Stomach ache, head ache, leg ache, body ache, Wen Cong had to perform it ten or eight times a day, and there was no time to prepare it, so he came as soon as he said it, and screamed: "Hey! Anyone who has toilet paper, please lend me, I can't hold it back." Already!"

The whole class was used to his behavior, his collective indifference, and he didn't care if others saw through, and ran outside by himself, shouting as he ran, "If you don't go, you will pull your pants! Xiao Quer, you can deliver paper to me later. !"

The rest of his teammate, Qu Liaoyuan, is good at making trouble, but not good at acting. He was kicked out of the shelves and asked unnaturally, "Who can... lend me some money?"

No one paid attention, knowing that Wen Congzhun didn't hold back his fart.

Qu Liaoyuan moved to the desk of Song Ye who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, and said, "Quick, I know you have."

Song Ye was doing a geometry problem, looked up at him, a little impatient, paused for a few seconds, then took a pack of tissues from the drawer and threw it to him.

"You are the best." Qu Liaoyuan whispered gratefully.

Song Ye wanted to say something, but Qu Liaoyuan picked up the tissue and ran away.

Wen Cong met in the toilet, Qu Liaoyuan handed him the paper towel, he was puzzled: "Haha? Did you really borrow the paper?"

Qu Liaoyuan was sweating, and said: "I thought about it, let's forget it, don't report the school, it's too disrespectful."

Wen Cong: "You talk about loyalty to the school, does the school talk about loyalty to you? You forgot that you failed in politics, and the teacher told your mother that you were beaten?"

Qu Liaoyuan scratched his head, and said, "The personal behavior of the political teacher cannot represent the school. We still have to focus on the overall situation."

Wen Cong: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan: "Your mother doesn't go to work. If you don't make up lessons, will you feel comfortable being watched by her at home? Why don't you come to make up lessons? You play with your mobile phone while you sleep. As long as you don't disturb other students, the teacher doesn't bother to care about you. You say Am I right?"

Wen Cong held his chin deeply, and said, "Xiao Qu'er, you are so enlightened that you can be a squad leader."

Qu Liaoyuan frowned and said: "Brother Cong, let me tell you the truth, if you really succeed in reporting to the Education Bureau, your parents, my parents, and the teacher, you can guess with your eyes closed. It's not you, it's me. You don't want to die, I want to live for two more years, forget it, forget it."

After being persuaded by him, Wen Cong actually changed his mind a little, and he didn't want to make this hurtful phone call anymore. He couldn't hold back, and changed the subject: "Who borrowed your tissue? Oh, it's still a relationship, it's a luxury." of."

Qu Liaoyuan said, "Ono's."

Wen Cong said contemptuously: "There is no one else but him, motherfucker."

Qu Liaoyuan turned his face instantly: "Why are you talking about him again? Don't talk about him."

Wen Cong: "I can't say it in person, or behind his back? Am I still your best buddy?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Anyway, don't say that about him."

Wen Cong said: "I'm not on good terms with you either! You hurry up! I'm going to smoke!"

Qu Liaoyuan also wanted to smoke, and said, "Don't be so stingy, give me one, give me one."

Wen Cong talked about the conditions: "Go to my house to copy the text for me at night, "Peach Blossom Spring", the Chinese teacher punished me to copy it three times."

Qu Liaoyuan thought for a while, he is not very good at memorizing this article, he was taught a lesson by Song Ye the day before yesterday, and said: "Okay, deal."

After school in the evening, Wen Cong ran home to play legends.

As usual, Qu Liao put his schoolbag on his back and waited for Song Ye at the door for a while, and the two went back together.

"Didn't you do the geometry paper again?" Song Ye asked him. In the last self-study class, everyone was doing geometry exercises.

"I've done it, but I haven't finished it, so I won't make a big problem." Qu Liaoyuan said.

Song Ye said: "After dinner in the evening, go to my house and I will teach you."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I have an appointment with Brother Cong tonight, and we are going to his house."

Song Ye said: "Don't play with him all the time, he is the last one in the exam, and you want to be the last one in the exam?"

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye smelled the smoke on his body just now, frowned and said, "Did he smoke you again?"

"I asked him what he wanted." Qu Liaoyuan muttered, "What are you doing? It's so fierce."

Song Ye put his fist into the pocket of his school uniform and said, "It's about to be the third year of junior high school, so you can't focus on your studies? You just know how to play all day long. If you don't study well, you won't be able to pass the key high school next year. What will you do next year?" ?”

Qu Liaoyuan said: "It's good if you don't pass the exam, I just happen to be a soldier."

Song Ye: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan observed his expression, and said, "Are you upset again? I find that your temper is getting more and more weird now, and you always keep a straight face. What's the matter with you? If you keep doing this, I don't want to played with you."

Song Ye stopped suddenly, Qu Liaoyuan took two steps forward before realizing it, looked back and thought: It's broken.

"You don't want to play with me?" Sure enough, Song Ye said viciously, "I don't want to play with you yet, don't ask anyone in the future!"

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye quickened his pace and walked away in a gust of wind.

Qu Liaoyuan stood under the setting sun, kicked a pebble on the ground depressedly, and returned home slowly.

I copied "Peach Blossom Spring" three times for Wen Cong, and Qu Liaoyuan finally memorized it. He planned to recite it to Song Ye on the way to school tomorrow morning. alright.

As a result, the next morning, he knocked on the door opposite and called Song Ye: "Go to school!"

It was Uncle Song who opened the door and said with a smile, "Liaoyuan, Ye Song just left."

Qu Liaoyuan: "Oh... oh, goodbye, Uncle Song."

He ran all the way to the school, and when he entered the door, he saw Song Ye giving a lecture to Lin Miao, and he was immediately furious.

It's okay if it's someone else, why is it Lin Miao?Lin Miao was the girl he hated the most in the class. Because of her good grades, she never looked at him as a poor student. She clearly looked down on him. He said this to Song Ye!

What good friend?Giving lectures to the enemy has no sense of loyalty at all.

Qu Liaoyuan sat down in his seat, very angry, and decided to ignore Song Ye today.

When Wen Cong came, he greeted Wen Cong very exaggeratedly, and played with Wen Cong in the back row, saying that he played a game at Wen Cong's house yesterday, and praised Wen Cong vigorously.

Wen Cong asked him in a low voice: "Have you quarreled with Mr. Song again?"

Qu Liaoyuan still didn't admit it: "No."

Wen Cong: "Come on, not yet, every time you two quarrel, you think that brother Cong is the best, and you have seen through your tricks a long time ago."

Having said that, he was very useful, and gave Qu Liaoyuan the snacks that his mother had packed half in his school bag, and Qu Liaoyuan let out another rainbow fart, so loud that the whole class could hear it.

After Lin Miao finished asking the question, he asked Song Ye in a low voice, "Did you quarrel with Qu Liaoyuan?"

Song Ye: "No."

Lin Miao stood up and said, "It's no wonder that there is nothing."

All morning, Qu Liaoyuan and Wen Cong hooked up shoulder to shoulder, and deliberately went in and out of the classroom between classes, running back and forth, very ostentatiously.

At the last self-study class, Qu Liaoyuan was tired.

He was lying on his desk, digging the side of the pencil case with his fingers, thinking, what are you drawing?How angry, Song Ye is such a nasty bastard.

He glanced at the front, and the students sitting in the front row of Song Ye were turning around to ask Song Ye the exercises, both of them looked very serious.

Back home from school at noon, he and Song Ye went their separate ways.

At the gate of the family courtyard, I met Gao Xiuyue who was also coming back from get off work.

His mother asked him, "What about yourself? Where's Ono?"

He was very sad: "Don't ask, just cry."

When it was time to eat, Gao Xiuyue asked again: "Are you bullying Xiaoye again? People ignore you?"

Qu Liaoyuan: "It's not."

Gao Xiuyue: "That's right, as long as you only know how to play every day, with your bad grades, if I were Xiao Ye, I wouldn't want to play with you."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

When it was time for a nap, except for the chirping Cicada, the entire family courtyard was quiet.

Song Ye stood in front of the master bedroom door and listened. After making sure that Song Zhiguo and his aunt were asleep, he changed his shoes and opened the door.

The homes of the families do not lock their doors except when there is no one at home and when they are sleeping at night.

The anti-theft door of the Qu family was ajar, but the wooden door inside was directly open.

Song Ye gently opened the door, went in and listened, but there was no movement. He made sure that Aunt Qu Shugao was resting, and then went to Qu Liaoyuan's room.

Qu Liaoyuan was lying on the bed, sleeping on his back, his mouth was still open, his saliva was about to flow onto the pillow, one leg was hanging by the side of the bed, and a thin layer of wound had formed under his knee from somewhere. blood scab.He is just jumping up and down all day, an active, mischievous, ordinary junior high school boy.

Song Ye sat on the chair in front of the desk, looked at him quietly for a while, thought of some strange things in his mind, and after confirming that there was something wrong with him, he turned his eyes away, scanned the familiar room, and looked sideways. When he turned around, he found a notebook spread out on the table.

It was Qu Liaoyuan's diary, and the teacher would randomly check it every once in a while.

On the opened page, Qu Liaoyuan wrote:

"Wednesday, July 2005, 7 was sunny

I ate roasted eggplant at noon today. My mother put less salt and it was a bit bland. My dad and I didn’t dare to say, but we finished it. I only ate half a bowl of rice, but I can’t blame my mother or the eggplant. I'm in a bad mood.

Because I didn't study hard, failed in politics, didn't do my homework well, didn't do geometry problems, didn't recite seriously, and didn't memorize Taohuayuanji. This series of mistakes caused me to lose my best friend Song Ye. What a sad day!

I don't understand why making friends depends on grades. I wouldn't ignore Wen Cong just because he got the first place in the test, and I wouldn't be ashamed to play with Song Ye because he got the first place in the test.Why didn't Song Ye understand this truth?He actually gave Lin Miao a lecture in front of me, without considering my feelings at all. In vain, I always regarded him as my best friend, and he let me down like this. This is really a sad day!

All men are created equal!It is not right to classify people into grades based on grades. If Song Ye can realize his mistakes and apologize to me, I will reconcile with him and let him be my best friend.

I already know how to recite Peach Blossom Spring, but he doesn't even know it yet.

Let me write here first, I am sleepy, I am going to take a nap, I will write what happened in the afternoon when I come back in the evening, I hope that I will be happier in the evening than I am now. "

When it was time to go to school, Qu Liaoyuan woke up dizzy and went to wash his face. After Gao Xiuyue's approval, he took an ice cream from the refrigerator and went back to his room to get his schoolbag to go to school while eating. The diary on the table was about to be closed and put into the schoolbag, but suddenly, there was a line of words written in pencil in the blank space at the bottom of the diary page:

"Go to school together?"

Qu Liaoyuan ran out quickly, and Song Ye was already standing in the corridor waiting for him.

"You..." he asked happily, "Here's the ice cream, I just took a bite, I'll give you a bite."

Song Ye took a bite of the ice cream and returned it to him.

The two of them went downstairs to school together, like all the days in the past, and in the future.

Qu Liaoyuan thought, today is really a happy day!

"I heard," Song Ye slowly swallowed the sweet cream ice cream, and asked, "Can you recite "Peach Blossom Spring"?"

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow, eh~