Sand Sculpture Master System [Rebirth]

Coming out of the office, the two of them were silent all the way.He Xiu's expression was a little perplexed, and it took a while before he returned to calm.Ye Si dared not speak, wishing to sew his mouth shut.

Walking to the small playground in front of the cafeteria, Song Yi yelled "Yesi!" and threw a ball over his head.

Ye Si caught it with one hand, the ball hit his palm with a bang, and he tapped his wrist twice.

"Come on!" Song Yi had already started running towards the basket, "1V1V1!"

Ye Si hadn't touched the ball for a while, and it felt very kind to his hands.After falling ill in junior high school, he left the school team, but he didn't give up the ball completely. Hearing the basketball hit the ground made him have a strong feeling that Lao Tzu is still alive today.

Without saying a word, he dribbled the ball and rushed forward.

Familiar with Wu Xing and Song Yi's playing habits, Ye Si passed Wu Xing with a fake move without any difficulty, rushed forward two steps and then turned back to pass Song Yi, and made a three-step layup. The basketball rushed into the net and bounced on the ground. Back to Ye Si.

"Damn, play this game again!" Song Yi scolded, "Can you let the two of us touch the ball?"

"No." Ye Si said lazily, took two steps back and jumped outside the three-point line, and sent the ball lightly with a press of his wrist.

Swah——

Wu Xing sighed, and turned his head to stare at Song Yi, "What do you think you are calling him for?"

Song Yi pointed at Ye Si, "It's 2V1 now! Don't be arrogant!"

Ye Si smiled casually, Song Yi came over with the ball, he let people pass by, and when he turned around to chase, a figure suddenly broke into his corner of the eye.

Indus trees are planted on both sides of the tree-lined road next to the small playground.At the end of June, these plants looked as if they had just been painted with a layer of green paint, shiny and shiny.He Xiu sat down on the floor under the biggest tree, playing with his phone with his head down.

The sunlight cast scattered light spots on the shirt through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and He Xiu's hair was blown in the air by the wind, lazier than the sycamore leaves.

It's pretty good-looking, and it's qualified to appear side by side with him on the English-Chinese Post Bar.

"Go in!" Song Yi made a three-step layup, landed and hugged the ball tightly, looking back, Ye Si didn't catch up at all.

"What are you doing! Hurt your friend!" Song Yi roared, "Are you going too crazy today?"

Ye Si smiled and clapped his hands to signal for the horse to come over.

After the get out of class bell rang, the three of them played for a while, and when the first wave of people came out after eating, they walked towards the cafeteria unsatisfied.

He Xiu left the playground right in the middle, Ye Si thought he had gone back after dinner, but when he was looking for a seat after lunch, he saw He Xiu sitting alone at a big round table.

"Let's go, go and eat with my pot god father." Song Yi took the tray and put it next to He Xiu, wanting to say hello, imitating Ye Si's usual way, "Hey!"

He Xiu raised his eyes, "Is there something wrong?"

"Ah." Song Yi was taken aback by the question, wondering if the standard answer should be "um". He said it's okay, and was about to sit down, when Ye Si raised his hand and pushed him to the side, using his chin Instruct him to go there.

"Fuck, you can't sit over there." Song Yi angrily moved the dinner plate to the side, and Ye Simao went in and sat down between them.

"Hey." Ye Si greeted, and sat down to eat when he was hungry.

He Xiu also ate, and said "Mmm".

The four of them ate their heads in suspense. Song Yi suddenly raised his head after two mouthfuls, leaned back with a frown, and looked at the backs of He Xiu and Ye Si's heads.

What the hell, "hmm" is also the privilege of being at the same table?

No, hasn't He Xiu been "hmm" to Ye Si for two years?

Song Yi didn't believe that evil, tapped his fingers on the table, "Hey!"

He Xiu's chewing movement paused, and he swallowed the food before raising his head, still expressionless.

"Are you sick?" He Xiu asked.

Ye Si also looked up at him with a puzzled expression, "Are you okay, two caps made you stupid?"

"Get lost." Song Yi took a bite of the chicken leg.

Ye Si kept his head down and continued to eat. When He Xiu looked back, he found that the dessert in Ye Si's tray was empty.

Those who rushed to the cafeteria in the second wave did not deserve to have egg tarts.

"Toothache." He Xiu said to himself suddenly, his voice a bit muffled, "I've eaten too much candy, which one of you wants my egg tart?"

"Me, me, me." Ye Si said immediately, and directly smashed the egg tart away with his chopsticks. The two people next to him were far away, and Ye Si had already bit off half of it before he lifted his chopsticks.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's still sweet." Ye Si commented, and stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

After evening self-study and school, Song Yi yelled in the group to go to the Internet cafe.

Wu Xing replied after a while: There are two weeks left for the placement test, we will talk after the test.

Song Yi: ...Where's God Ye?

Ye Si's eyes fell on the three words of class placement test, and he replied with two words: study.

Song Yi: It's over, it's over, the Hunzi brigade is gone.

The placement test is indeed just around the corner. Today, Lao Ma firmly insists that Ye Si will stay in the fourth class, but Ye Si knows in his heart that he is unstable.

I was 49 in the last school year, and I was on the verge of going or staying.But last time the question was difficult, his advantage of choosing to fill in the blanks with full marks was particularly obvious.The difficulty of the placement test was normal, so it was even more difficult for him to widen the gap.

On the way back to the dormitory, He Xiu suddenly said, "Let's test your writing process for the class placement test, don't play it off."

"I'll try my best," said Yes.

He Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Do we have to try our best?"

Ye Si bit the bullet and said nothing, He Xiu looked back at him, and repeated seriously: "Don't play around, I don't want to change the same table so often."

"Understood." Ye Si sighed.

The two returned to the dormitory and ran into Wen Chen and Song Xu in the stairwell.

Song Xu probably just came back, with the luggage bag at his feet, hugging Wen Chen and rubbing it hard on his back, "I'm back, I'm back, Wen Chen, I'm back."

"En." Wen Chen pressed his head on his shoulder, his voice muffled.

"I'll talk to Uncle." Song Xu took a deep breath, "Tomorrow I'll talk to my dad first, then the class teacher, and then Hu Xiujie. After talking with them, I'll go to Chen Zihang."

"Don't." Wen Chen raised his head, "It's his third year in high school, don't mess with him."

"It's not a question of whether you are a senior or not." Song Xu stared at him, "I can't let him bully my people. I have to let him remember to stay away from you in the future."

After the two left, Ye Si and He Xiu continued to go upstairs.

"It's lingering." Ye Si tutted, "I still want to go back to the house to chat with Wen Chen at night, it's fine, we have nothing to do."

"Then what are you going to do tonight?" He Xiu asked.

Ye Si sighed, "Take a bath, and go to bed after washing."

There is no private bathroom in the dormitory, and boarding students have to go to the school bathroom to take a shower. The five to ten minutes before the curfew is a bit tight.

"Together?" Ye Si looked at He Xiu, "Hurry up, or you'll be sweating again after taking a shower and coming in through the window."

He Xiu paused, "I... will go tomorrow morning."

"You always take a shower in the morning?" Ye Si asked.

He Xiu nodded, took two steps forward and went upstairs without saying a word.

The bathhouse is huge.The men's bath is on the second floor, the women's bath is on the third floor, and the first floor is a barber shop and laundry room.

Ye Si wandered in with Song Yi and Wu Xing in the bath basket. There were so many people at night that it was almost impossible to get out of the changing place.

He looked at a room full of naked buttocks, and sighed, "I'm really going blind."

"Young master, you haven't been to the bathhouse, have you?" Song Yi stripped himself naked in three seconds, and slapped Ye Si on the back, "Hurry up! Take off!"

Ye Si laughed angrily, "You're a fucking old bustard, right?"

"Yeah." Song Yi pinched his throat, "I've never seen you like this, you've been to this kind of place, and you think you're a big girl?"

Yesil was so happy that he almost lost his footing. After laughing, he felt that it didn't matter. He took off his clothes and walked in with his things.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered He Xiu.

He Xiu, who brought his own holy light, had to take off all his clothes when he came to take a bath, and followed the team.It was white, but it was still wrapped by his holy light, it was the brightest star in the bathhouse.

Ye Si suddenly laughed wildly, Wu Xing sighed, "Hurry up, brother, do you really want to go back through the window?"

It was very comfortable to go back after taking a shower. Yesi lay on the bed and used an app called "Teaching Materials" on his mobile phone to read the knowledge points. He Xiu came back from the bathroom and climbed into bed directly. ?”

He Xiu's hair was not completely dry, and the mint-flavored shampoo smelled very cool.

He Xiu paused, "Wash your hair first, and sleep comfortably."

Ye Si let out an oh, stared at him for a while, and found that the drops of water on his arm had not been wiped dry.

It is estimated that it is a place where I simply washed it with a basin and a towel in the bathroom.

The god of learning is quite capable of tossing.

He Xiu didn't play games at night, and sat on the bed brushing and finishing a set of science papers and a set of math papers.When the lights were turned off and the bell rang, both Wen Chen and Shen Lang lay down, and He Xiu got down to turn off the lights and went back to bed.

"Are you going to sleep?" Jess asked the guy on another pillow a few centimeters away, tilting his head.

He Xiu hummed, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep." Ye Si said, secretly checking the time.

00: 04.

He Xiu barely slept the night before, so he will fall asleep very quickly. When his breathing became long and even, Ye Si looked at the time again.

00: 12.

"Learning God—" Ye Si called out angrily.

no response.Really fell asleep.

Ye Si glanced at the two sleeping like pigs on the opposite bed, and carefully got off the bed with his mobile phone.

He Xiu's schoolbag was placed on the table, in addition to comic books and game consoles.Ye Si fumbled in the dark for a long time before he found the paper just now, then turned around and took his own paper, slipped out of the dormitory like a thief with a pen in his pocket.

The lights in the entire corridor were turned off, only the all-night study room at the end was lit.Ye Si quickly walked into the study room, opened the door and let out a sigh of relief.

It was dark and a little scary.

There were only two of them in the study room, working on their homework.Ye Si sat down and unfolded his paper, and put He Xiu's beside him.

In fact, he doesn’t think he can be regarded as a purebred scumbag. In the first year of junior high school, he was also in the first few years of school. After he fell ill in the second year of junior high school, he heard the doctor tell his father in the hospital, “Let the child live happily. I know someday..."

After that, he really didn't study learning, the kind that didn't learn at all.He was so scumbag that everyone thought he was a scumbag, and he himself accepted this setting.

What is learning for, for a better future, but he has no future.

Ye Si sighed. The first big question was a bit fragmented but couldn't be connected. He picked up He Xiu's paper and began to study the problem-solving process.

The study room is very quiet, only the sound of flipping papers and writing.Ye Si looked up after finishing the math paper, and found that one of the two had left at some point.He switched to Li Zong and wrote another page, then looked up and found that the last one had also left.

02: 22.

Ye Si put his legs on the stool next to him, sighed and sang in the empty study room.

"Youth, youth, you are secretly doing your homework in the middle of the night..."

It was four o'clock when the summary was finished, and Ye Si squinted back with the paper in hand.Passing by Song Yi and their dormitory, it seemed that there was a bit of light in it, and there were voices talking.

He stopped and looked back, through the glass on the door used to check the bedroom, he saw a white light on the upper floor inside, hitting his chin, illuminating Song Yi's pale face and empty eyes.

In the next second, Song Yi stuck out his bright red tongue.

"Ah!!!!" Ye Si stepped back sharply, slipped his feet and almost sat on the ground.

Song Yi, who was pretending to be a ghost to scare each other with his roommate, was so frightened by this voice that he almost fell off the bed.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor came on, and Ye Si leaned his back against the wall, listening to his heart beating wildly.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

There was a bang in the 602 dormitory, as if someone flew off the bed.The door was kicked open from the inside, and He Xiu rushed out.

"Yesi? What's wrong?!" He Xiu rushed up and held his shoulder, looking up and down at him in shock, "What's wrong with you?"

"..."

Ye Si pursed his lips, stared at each other with him, and silently rolled up the paper into a ball of paper and stuffed it into his trouser pocket with the hands hanging on both sides of his body.

The author has something to say:

The Buddha egg bumped into the miserable egg lightly.

Don't be scared or scared, there are no ghosts in the world.

Miserable Egg looked at him with a pale face.

Buddha Dan continued to say, there are no ghosts or ghosts, and ghosts will not attack Dan.

The author silently walked behind the two eggs, and secretly took away the paper that the miserable egg had pressed under the eggshell.

Miserable Egg's expression softened, and he rolled silently into the nest.

The author held the paper behind his back, looked at the Buddha egg who was still comforting the poor guy all the way, and let out a long sigh.

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This chapter explains the setting of the bathhouse in English and Chinese, so later in this article there will be...