MVP in the next examination room

Yuan Che subconsciously glanced at the phone that was turned upside down on the armrest of the sofa, and said uncomfortably, "I forgot to turn it off."

"..." Tang Ran sighed softly, "I answered you without any falsehood."

Yuan Che pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line.

After an unknown amount of time, he said in a low voice, "Change the question."

Tang Ran: "..." Is this still relevant?

He pondered for a while, and said, "Okay then—the knife you were looking for when blocking your grandson in the alley...is it the one you used just now?"

Yuan Che: "..." He felt that if Tang Ran was born in the war years, he would be very suitable to be a deminer - one digs one right.

Yuan Che: "No."

Tang Ran: "Then he..."

Yuan Che raised his eyelids: "This is the second question."

"Okay." Tang Ran was straightforward, "Then come on, ask me one more question."

"..."

The silence lasted for a while, and Yuan Che finally spoke again, his voice still dull: "It's not this one. I have a little bit of a holiday with him."

Tang Ran leaned forward, put his arms on his knees, crossed his hands to support his chin, and looked at Yuan Che slightly sideways, assuming the posture of a qualified quiet listener.

After Yuan Che said this sentence, he didn't intend to continue, but he felt uncomfortable with his eyes: "... What are you looking at, it's gone."

Tang Ran: "I'm a little curious. What festival made him come all the way to squat on you. It's been almost half a year since graduation."

After thinking about it, he added, "As an innocent classmate who was almost implicated and beaten, isn't this curiosity too much?"

Curiosity is not too much, but to say that I am "innocent"...is it shameful?

Yuan Che leaned forward slowly, put his elbows on his knees, and took a few deep breaths with the back of his hands against his forehead, before finally saying, "I stabbed him."

Tang Ran: "..." Is this called a "point" festival?

Although Tang Ran made a good guess based on the rumors he heard from Qin Shuo and what happened in the alley last time, but after hearing what Yuan Che said, the feeling is still different.

Tang Ran didn't show too much surprise, but just said "hmm", and then said lightly: "Just like him, I can't bear it if it's me."

Yuan Che couldn't help raising his head to look at him.

Tang Ran himself seemed to realize that this was too extreme, but he didn't want to correct it.

The two looked at each other for a while, and they didn't know who laughed first. Anyway, the corners of Yuan Che's mouth seemed to be possessed by a demon, and they couldn't help but curl up little by little, and finally formed the deepest arc so far. .

This atmosphere is no longer suitable for sleeping.

Tang Ran sat up straight, picked up the lighter on the side, and fiddled with it with his left hand, but he always felt that there was still something missing at hand—such as two cans of beer, or something else suitable for chatting in the middle of the night.

Tang Ran wandered for a while, weighed the lighter in his hand, and said lazily: "I found this thing out of my study - my mother smokes a lot, and she has a lighter, but I share it with my father. I took it away when I got home, I don’t know how I missed this.”

Yuan Che let out an "um" in his throat.

"My dad doesn't smoke, and I hate others smoking." Tang Ran said in a low voice, "My mother quit smoking for a while, and it is said that she started again after giving birth to me. I don't really like the smell of cigarettes, but Watching her smoke...seems to be able to relax a little bit."

Yuan Che maintained a leaning posture, his eyes revealed a little from the corner of his eyes, and fell on Tang Ran, and there was still a soft "um" in his throat, indicating that he was listening.

"I tried it a few times before I found out that smoking can't solve any problems, otherwise they wouldn't have to leave." Tang Ran said, "Have you ever smoked before? Why do you want cigarettes in the middle of the night?"

I have never smoked before, and the first time I want to smoke is limited by the conditions, I can only think about it.

Yuan Che moved his lips and uttered a word: "Annoying."

Not only because of dreaming of Sun Yu's shaved face, or staying in this dark equipment room that easily evokes certain memories.In short, the whole body is not happy anywhere, and it is extremely irritable.

"Coincidentally, I'm bothered too," Tang Ran leaned back on the sofa, "annoyed with school, annoyed with exams, annoyed with my dad, annoyed with that fucking ranking...annoyed with everything."

The seat is next to the podium, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to sit there, but Tang Ran didn't show any discomfort when he moved there by himself, and he was still doing well under the teacher's eyes every day, and he didn't seem to be annoyed at all. Come.

Yuan Che smiled lightly and said, "I didn't see it."

Tang Ran also smiled: "I don't have to be like you. It's annoying to write all your impatience on your face. Besides, I can't write it on my face."

"..." Who are you mocking?

Yuan Che said calmly, "Get lost."

Tang Ran smiled, her body turned bald, her legs stretched forward, and Yuan Che also took the opportunity to change her sitting position.

The two of them suddenly felt less depressed.

For some unknown reason, Tang Ran wished that time would stop at this moment. Exams, rankings, Tang Minghua... all went to cool off at the same time. There were only the two of them in this simple and quiet place.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and after an unknown period of time, Tang Ran tried to call out in a low voice: "Yuan Che?"

No one answered.

He raised his face and saw that the eyelids were lightly closed, the breathing was steady, and the head was resting on his hand... I don't know when he fell asleep again.

***

The lounge is hidden in a corner of the equipment room. There is only a small opaque round window, which has almost no lighting effect. The sun jumping out of the horizon does not add much light to the room.

In this sitting position, Yuan Che slept surprisingly peacefully in the second half of the night. If the noisy alarm didn't go off, it shouldn't be a problem to sleep until the second period of class.

——The alarm came from Tang Ran's mobile phone. This boss has a very unique taste. It was a noisy child's voice who woke him up every day, yelling over and over again: "Dad, get up! Dad, get up--"

Yuan Che was successfully quarreled.

Looking to the right, the owner of the alarm clock seemed to be overwhelmed by the disturbance. With his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, the phone fell to the ground, and he howled on the ground, "Dad—Dad—"

Yuan Che woke Tang Ran up with a slap, and pointed at the ground mercilessly: "Your son calls you."

……

The half-wet sleeves of the clothes were left to dry in the equipment room in the middle of the night, and they did not dry thoroughly—the thinner ones had the coolness after drying in the shade, but they were dry anyway, and the thicker ones were still damp, and most people would not want to put them on their bodies. set.

Yuan Che stretched out his hand to touch it, and began to take off the hooded sweater on his body.

"What are you doing?" Tang Ran picked up the phone, and when she looked up, she was taken aback by the man's self-abuse, "...have any special hobbies?"

Yuan Che took off Tang Ran's clothes without saying a word, and put on dry thin clothes...then put Tang Ran's clothes back on.

***

"Math homework is due—"

"Chemistry, have you handed in the chemistry paper yet?"

"English for the last time! Ready to go!"

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the representatives of each subject shouted at the top of their voices, and issued an ultimatum to the students in the class who had not handed in their homework.

Amidst the clatter of rummaging through schoolbags and making up homework, the two people at the podium looked very calm.

Ren Yuzhen leaned on the podium and greeted the two bosses: "Brother, are you interested in handing in an assignment?"

The two big men raised their heads calmly and stared at him.

Ren Yuzhen's comprehension is very high, and he quickly understood: "OK, I understand." Then he grabbed a pen and added a few strokes on the sticky note, and said while writing, "Didn't bring it? Didn't write it? Don't want to hand it in? Pick one, thank you. "

Tang Ran: "Burn."

Ren Yuzhen: "..."

Brother, can you say it again?

The school committee slipped his hand, and the ballpoint pen fell onto the table with a clatter. At the same time, he noticed something else wrong: "Brother Yuan, you didn't wear a school uniform today? Oh no...why do these clothes look so familiar? Hey you What about the face..."

He didn't say that Yuan Che really forgot.

Yuan Che raised his hand and rubbed the marks scratched by the bushes with his knuckles, frowned slightly, and said, "Yes."

Ren Yuzhen: "..." Well, what does that mean?

The school committee with a question mark on its head managed to calm down, grabbed the ballpoint pen again, and wrote the word "burned" in a trance after Tang Ran's name was written on the sticky note, and then continued to record his inquiry: "Brother Yuan, your What's the reason?"

Yuan Che glanced at Tang Ran, and then uttered two words with some difficulty: "... burnt."

Ren Yuzhen: "..." Was there any mysterious and ancient ritual last night that he didn't know about?

After a long time, he looked at Tang Ran in a trance: "How can I explain the teacher?"

Tang Ran said casually, "I can't order anywhere."

"What did Brother Yuan say?"

Tang Ran answered quickly this time: "Soeasy."

Ren Yuzhen: "..." All right.

***

office.

From the preparation for this monthly exam to the end of the exam, all the teachers were busy, writing questions, invigilating, grading papers, and summarizing. There is an additional attribute of "once at one point".

Lao Feng originally had a temper of "not ignoring spontaneous combustion", so Ren Yuzhen sent the homework into the director's office, and when asked "who didn't hand it in and why", he only dared to put the sticky note in front of him with trepidation After pushing, he poked his finger twice under the person's name and "burned", and then slipped away before the person could react.

Feng Zhizhong: "..."

Before he had time to see clearly, the lecture representative ran away in a hurry and closed the door behind him intimately.

Feng Zhizhong raised his head and roared, "Come back! Get the monthly exam paper!"