Go to my home and do your homework

Qu Liaoyuan himself was muddleheaded in liberal arts, and could only memorize knowledge points. After Song Ye decided to take him to study science, he deliberately leaned towards science and chemistry when tutoring him.As a result, his current grades are obviously partial. The three subjects of politics, history and geology add up to just over [-] points, which seriously hinders his overall grades.

But if you take away the grades of these three subjects, can you enter the science experiment class?He was not as confident in himself as Song Ye was.

No. [-] Middle School is a provincial key demonstration high school with excellent students, like Class No. [-], although it is only a parallel class, in the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry, Class No. [-] has several students who have scored full marks in each subject.

The result of reassignment will not be known until the next semester when he registers. If he is not given a reassurance, he will probably look like this for the whole summer vacation.

Full of confidence, Song Ye took him to the Academic Affairs Office to check his scores.

Director Zhao Changlin happened to be there, drinking tea with a big tea mug. Hearing that the two brothers came to check their scores, they said, "I know that Song Ye got the first place in the exam again. How are your grades, Qu Liaoyuan?"

"It's No.6 in our class." Qu Liaoyuan was very nervous because he was afraid that the result of the score check would be bad, so he shyly followed Song Ye, speaking in a low voice.

Director Zhao was amused, and said, "Sixth is not bad, why is it still like this? Don't you usually show off your power every day?"

Bravery is a derogatory term.Qu Liaoyuan thought idealistically, no, this is a bad omen.

Song Ye felt much more relaxed, and smiled and said to Director Zhao: "My brother wants to know if he can enter the experimental class. I told him he could, but he didn't believe it. How many names."

Director Zhao opened the Excel sheet that counted the results of the first year of senior high school, and asked, "Are you both planning to study theory?"

Song Ye said: "Yes."

"Study is good, and I am academic." Director Zhao checked the score and said with a smile, "Song Ye, you are also number one without the liberal arts score."

"This time he performed well." Song Ye said modestly, neither surprised nor surprised. He scored above [-] in nine subjects, including full marks in mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

Director Zhao looked up Qu Liaoyuan's name again, with a regretful expression on his face: "Oh."

Qu Liaoyuan immediately thumped in his heart, Song Ye was also taken aback, didn't he?

Director Zhao was very happy when he frightened the students, he laughed and said, "Don't panic, don't panic, Liaoyuan is number 40 and six."

Song Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he turned his head to look at Qu Liaoyuan, Qu Liaoyuan looked like he was alive after a catastrophe, and was about to be scared to death by Director Zhao's joke.

There will still be two science experimental classes in the second year of high school, with 30 students in each class, and some of the top-ranked students must have enrolled in the liberal arts class.

Only now did Qu Liaoyuan believe that he could really enter the experimental class, together with Song Ye.

The final grades brought Song Ye and Qu Liaoyuan's freshman year to a successful and clear end. At the same time, the summer vacation of 2007 has officially arrived.

After a day off after the holiday, Song Ye took Qu Liaoyuan with him, and the two went out with their bags on their backs to visit Song Zhiguo in the provincial capital.

Qu Dajiang was busy taking care of the small supermarket, and couldn't leave. He was worried that the two children would visit the prison by themselves, and wanted Gao Xiuyue to go with them. Later, the couple was persuaded by Song Ye's words. Factory 407 gradually resumed production, and indeed nearly one-third of the workers were laid off. However, the procurement department had fewer people and no layoffs. Gao Xiuyue still went back to work. She had only been there for a few days. If she accompanied them to the provincial capital, I also need to ask for leave from the factory. It is not very good to ask for leave just after work.Moreover, the prison is not located in the provincial capital city, and you have to transfer several times to get there. One day is not enough to go back and forth, and you have to stay there overnight.

Before leaving, Gao Xiuyue gave Song Ye some money in addition to the expenses on the way, and asked him to bring it to Song Zhiguo, which needed money to buy daily necessities.Routinely instructed Qu Liaoyuan: "Listen to your brother on the way."

Song Ye also brought a few books that he bought on weekends when there were no holidays, mainly about finance and biographies, which Song Zhiguo called by name on the phone.

The two high school students set off early in the morning and sat on the bus for two hours. Qu Liaoyuan slept all the way leaning on Song Ye's shoulder, half of his face was covered with red marks when he got off the bus.From the long-distance bus station in the provincial capital, it took three more bus transfers before finally arriving at the prison, where I saw Song Zhiguo in the afternoon.

More than half a year had passed since the last time they saw Song Zhiguo. That time Song Zhiguo was almost shriveled, but this time he was a little fatter, his face was ruddy, and he smiled more than that time.In addition to chatting with Song Ye about the recent situation, he also chatted with Qu Liaoyuan, asked Qu Liaoyuan about his grades, and asked Qu Liaoyuan to say hello to Qu Dajiang and his wife on his behalf, and he returned to his gentle and refined appearance.

Qu Liaoyuan only agreed with a restrained "Yes" and "Okay".

When everything was calm in the past, he didn't know what to talk to this well-informed Uncle Song. Every time he met him, he was in awe of him, and he just asked him how he was. Sometimes he went to play with Song Ye. Hearing what the father and son are talking about, I can't help but feel absurd about "what are they doing?"

His father and Wen Cong's father, as well as the fathers of all the children in their family courtyard, are unlikely to discuss the question "Who killed Jose Arcadio?" with the children in junior high school at home - Qu Liaoyuan didn't know until recently in the introduction to famous works in the Chinese teaching supplementary book that this person surnamed He came from "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

Song Zhiguo asked about his son's grades, and Song Ye asked about his father's health.The father and son began to talk about things that Qu Liaoyuan didn't understand.

Song Zhiguo suggested to Song Ye: "Go back and discuss with your Uncle Qu, and use his identity to open an account. If he is willing, let him try it too.

Song Ye said: "If the risk is too high, why don't you wait and see?"

Song Zhiguo also said: "Now is the bubble bonus period. This year's summer and autumn will definitely be fine. It's hard to say in winter. It will be next spring at the latest. Time waits for no one. Now blind people are picking up for nothing. There is no such shop after passing this village. "

Song Ye finally said: "Okay, I understand."

Qu Liaoyuan:? ? ?What are they doing?

The visiting time was only half an hour, and the few books brought by Song Ye were inspected by the management and handed over to Song Zhiguo.

After leaving the prison, the two high school students transferred to the bus and returned to the provincial capital city. It was already past seven o'clock, and the weather was hot, so neither of them had much appetite.

When Song Ye was checking in at the front desk, Qu Liaoyuan, who only knew that he was following him, suddenly realized that this was the first time they went out after falling in love, and they were going to share another room!It's not the same as living in a room at home, it's "open house"!

Went upstairs to the guest room, it was a standard room, Song Ye put down his bag and went into the bathroom.

Outside, Qu Liaoyuan was sitting on an empty bed, and some strange images suddenly appeared in his mind.

He has only watched a porn movie once, and it was with Wen Cong. The plot in that movie is that the hero and heroine open their room, and then the two of them... used white bedding, and the room layout was similar to this one. Could it be that they were in Home Inn Was it taken in the express hotel?No, no, that’s a Japanese film. There shouldn’t be Home Inns in Japan, and it’s a crime to shoot that in China... Is it a crime to shoot a boy with a boy?But boys can only kiss or use hands. The last time I heard Jiang Bo say a piece of social news, he said that no substantive relationship can't be considered sexual assault... Damn, what a mess, can he still sexually assault Song Ye?Song Ye is not a girl, and she can't invade her even if she wants to.

When Song Ye came out of the bathroom, Qu Liaoyuan shuddered and sat upright.

"Go to the bathroom?" Song Ye asked absently, "If you want to drink hot water, just heat it up, or go out and buy you a Coke later."

"No," Qu Liaoyuan said strangely, "Are you going out again? Where are you going?"

Song Ye said: "Find an Internet cafe, I want to check something."

Qu Liaoyuan: "...OK."

Internet cafes need to swipe their ID cards, and minors are not allowed to enter the Internet cafes. The management of the provincial capital is stricter than that of their home.

Qu Liaoyuan whispered: "Go to another house and ask?"

Someone came to the bar to recharge, and the girl at the cash register pulled the drawer to get change. Song Ye saw that there were several ID cards in it, and knew that it was not impossible to take advantage of the loopholes.

Taking advantage of his height, he lied to the girl at the cash register that he had forgotten to bring his ID card: "I am nineteen, and I am in college. I need to check the information for my homework, and I only have to do it for an hour."

The girl looked at the handsome guy in front of her, believed the nonsense, and then looked at Qu Liaoyuan: "Where's this handsome guy? I think he's seventeen at most."

"This is my younger brother," Song Ye said, "he doesn't surf the Internet, so he came with me."

The girl took an ID card from the drawer, turned on a computer, and said, "It's only an hour as agreed, and you will be fined if you are found out."

"Understood, thank you beauty." Song Ye smiled at her, and she smiled too.When he took Qu Liaoyuan away from the bar to go online, she even peeked at them several times.

After sitting down, Song Ye turned on the computer, opened Google, searched several news related keywords and read them all. After all, he is not Song Zhiguo, and he has not yet developed a sensitivity to policies and situations. I had no choice but to give up, read a few pages of introductions to the basic knowledge of stocks, and then downloaded "Straight Flush".

Qu Liaoyuan sat next to him, looked at it for a long time in a daze, finally understood, and asked in surprise, "Did Uncle Song ask you to buy stocks?"

"Yes." Song Ye answered concisely,

Qu Liaoyuan's understanding of stocks is the human tragedy that a neighbor's relative bought stocks and lost money a few years ago, and finally jumped off the building.But Song Zhiguo and Song Ye must know better than him, so he was only shocked in his heart, did not say anything against it, and reminded Song Ye: "Brother, I want to drink Coke."

Song Ye was only thinking about business, so he forgot about it. He gave him five yuan and asked him to buy it himself, saying, "Just buy one bottle, and my brother won't drink it."

Qu Liaoyuan went with the money, and the cashier girl gave him a bottle of Coke, then looked for his change in the drawer, and asked with a smile, "Your brother studies finance?" From the bar, you can see Song Ye's On the computer screen, there is a stock trend chart of "Straight Flush".

Qu Liaoyuan said, "Yes."

"Which university did your brother go to?" The girl gave him two yuan and five, and said, "Does he have a date?"

Qu Liaoyuan took the Coke and money and said, "Yes."

In fact, the girl has no other meanings. Going to work is boring. When she saw the handsome guy joking casually, she smiled when she heard him say that, and said, "That's right. She's so handsome, she must have been bullied by a pig."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

When he came back, he handed over the change money to Song Ye, and Song Ye put it in his pocket, and continued to click the mouse to look at things.

Qu Liaoyuan sat next to him drinking coke, looked at the computer a few times, and then at Song Ye, he couldn't understand what was on the computer, but he could understand Song Ye's handsomeness.

Song Ye has always been invincible and good-looking, clean and good-looking, and very smart. Now this unusually serious appearance does have a very attractive charm. Girls will like him. In the future, when they meet boys like them, those gays Most likely will like him too.

Qu Liaoyuan felt a sense of crisis for the first time. In the future, he would definitely meet many other pigs who would also covet his Chinese cabbage.

After using the Internet for an hour, when it was time to get off the plane, the two of them came out of the Internet cafe and went back to the hotel.

It was already hot summer, it was hot outside, and the room was even more stuffy. Qu Liaoyuan was sweating. He turned on the air conditioner with the remote control. After trying for a long time, he couldn't adjust it properly. It was different from the remote control at home, and he couldn't use it.

Song Ye took it and adjusted it, and said to him: "Stupid."

"If I'm not stupid," Qu Liaoyuan said irritably, "how can you show that you're smart?"

Song Ye squinted at him and said, "Are you talking to me? Aunt Gao told you to listen to me."

Being blown by the cold wind from the air conditioner, Qu Liaoyuan felt much more comfortable, and his tone softened, and he said casually, "Be obedient...why am I not obedient?"

He fanned himself with the T-shirt in his hands, drips of sweat trickled down his neck and slipped into the neckline of the T-shirt.

Song Ye looked at him for a few seconds, his eyes slowly changed.He also noticed it, and stopped fanning.

Both of them moved and got closer in tacit understanding. They stood face to face on the floor at the end of the bed. Song Ye lowered his head, Qu Liaoyuan closed his eyes, and the lips of the teenagers pressed together.

The whistling sound from the air outlet of the air conditioner was mixed with the sound of their breathing and kissing.

Why are you kissing so loudly today?Qu Liaoyuan was a little ashamed by this voice.

Song Ye pushed him back, firmly pressed him on the bed, the mattress creaked, and he felt even more ashamed... Isn't that what it is!The voice in the porn? !

Maybe because of the special environment, Song Ye was in a different state than usual, biting Qu Liaoyuan's lips and tongue almost ferociously, Qu Liaoyuan couldn't breathe because of this kind of intimacy, his heartbeat was so fast that he seemed to die the next moment But he likes this feeling very much.

At this moment, the landline phone in the room rang suddenly.

The sound was like a thunderclap on the ground, both of them were startled, they immediately separated and looked at each other.

Before Qu Liaoyuan could see anything from Song Ye's expression, Song Ye jumped up, rushed into the bathroom, and slammed the door angrily.

Qu Liaoyuan was still lying there, completely bewildered.He remembered that at the last moment before the phone rang, he seemed to feel a certain change in Song Ye that was so obvious that he couldn't ignore it.

He raised his head slightly and looked at himself, no.I was very confused. Is it because he hasn't had the operation yet, so he didn't?

The phone was still ringing, so he had no choice but to get up to answer it. There was a sweet female voice: "Do you need a massage service?"

Qu Liaoyuan: "...No need, if you call again, you will call the police!"