boys' feelings are always poetry

97.

Song Yu was on duty on Friday. He originally wanted to get up earlier, half an hour earlier than usual, but he didn't get up. He could only rush to No. [-] Middle School with two slices of bread and ham sausage in his hand.

When Song Yu walked into Class [-], Lu Jixue and two classmates who were in charge of sweeping the floor arrived, so it was obvious how late he was.

Lu Jixue rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the trash can. It was obvious that he was going to pack the trash bags and carry them downstairs to take out the trash.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Song Yu put down his schoolbag, rolled up his sleeves and was about to reach out.

"Wipe the blackboard." Lu Jixue quickly tied the garbage bag, and then reminded Song Yu that he was in charge of wiping the blackboard, not mopping the floor, sweeping the corridors, or taking out the trash.

In fact, there was nothing to wipe the blackboard in the morning. The students on duty the day before wiped it. Song Yu soaked the rag and wiped it casually, so that the blackboard looked wet.

During the process of wiping the blackboard, Song Yu looked at the ground and the podium, tsk tsk, Lu Jixue is really working hard on duty.In terms of work ability, Lu Jixue has efficient communication, max execution ability, and zero error rate. He is the subordinate that every boss wants to have, and the boss that every idiot wants.

Such a good class leader, he will take an exam this week to become a generation overlord, and then bid farewell to Class [-], goodbye Song Yu, and I will sail away tonight.

Song Yu thought more and more, and even imagined the big scene of life and death. The shooting angle was cut from Lu Jixue's 45-degree angle. Don't say the lines first, pay attention to portraying the eyes of the hero of the play. His eyes are very beautiful and bright. I must give more shots, and then the background music starts, playing Rainie Yang's love rain, your breath penetrates into my love like raindrops, I really hope that the rain will not stop.

"Song Yu?"

When Song Yu came back to his senses, he found that Lu Jixue had called him no less than five times.

"Oh, monitor, what's the matter?"

Lu Jixue's face changed again, Song Yu didn't say what's wrong, but said what's wrong, alienated?Is it alienated?Shattered, the glass heart shattered.

"It's nothing, let's go downstairs and throw out the trash together?"

Lu Jixue had two big bags of trash in his hand.

Zhao Yingxiong from Class [-] finally came to school. He looks like a gentle scholar, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Unlike Lu Jixue, he wears them indiscriminately.

Zhao Yingxiong opened a summary of the Olympiad math problems in Yizhong, a thick book, he had finished it, and now he started to do it for the third time.

Fang Zhihui quickly picked out the best-looking notebook from the desk, took a cherry blossom black gel pen, put on the warmest smile, and went to find the savior.

"Hello handsome guy."

Zhao Yingxiong poked Fang Zhizhi's shoulder with a pen, "The light is blocked, get out of the way."

"Uh... I'm our class sports committee..."

Zhao Yingxiong put down his pen and looked up at Fang Zhihui.

Five seconds later, Zhao Yingxiong changed seats with the Mathematical Olympiad problem set and draft paper, and sat at the last table.

Fang Zhihui:? ? ?

Sudden life challenges.

98.

Song Yu was walking slowly with the garbage bag in his hand. He thought that Lu Jixue had something to say, maybe it was a farewell word, or it might be an exhortation, for example: After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself!Remember to do your homework on time!Don't play games!

As a result, along the way, Lu Jixue was like a silent witness, as if every word he uttered would become a testimony in court. Lu Jixue only had a gloomy face and did not speak.

A sentence suddenly flashed in Song Yu's mind, some people dispersed as they walked.

"Uh, how's your preparation for the exam?" Song Yu felt that he was quite energetic and didn't show any signs of being unhappy. Presumably Lu Jixue couldn't see his awkward emotions.

Lu Jixue thought he was asking about the monthly exam, but there were still several weeks before the exam. Song Yu must have thought too much, and his vision was too long-term.

"It's still early, no need to prepare."

Song Yu was shocked, this damn is taking the exam tomorrow, is it too early?Did I ask you tomorrow morning, and you said it was still early, so you don’t need to prepare?

"Oh, as long as you know what's on your mind."

Lu Jixue was puzzled, puzzled by mystery, what do you mean I can know it in my heart?Should I know better?I only have you in my heart!

"You also know something in your heart." Lu Jixue reminded him, meaning to play less games, study hard, and don't do too badly in the monthly exam.

Song Yu glanced at Lu Jixue, what does this mean?Taunt me?Sarcasm me?

"It has nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you going to take the exam?" Lu Jixue found that Song Yu was getting more and more strange, and the words he said were even more strange.

"I don't take the exam. A student with my qualifications will be very happy if he can go to the ordinary class. If he can't go to the key class, everyone's knowledge reserves are different, and the difference is too great."

Lu Jixue finally understood. It turned out that Song Yu was talking about the weekend key class selection exam.

"Who said I'm going to take the exam?" Lu Jixue was so angry, how could someone spread rumors openly, and dare to say such rumors, didn't you know that Lu Jixue's nickname was Rumor Crusher?Of course not.

"Fan Buwei said it." Song Yu was very honest, and immediately confessed to Fan Xiaojing.

it is good.

Lu Jixue smiled and immediately arranged for a registration.

As soon as the two of them reached the corner, Song Yu heard Cao Er yelling loudly before reaching the class in a dozen steps.

"It's not good! Fang Zhihui and Zhao Yingxiong are fighting!"