Sand Sculpture Master System [Rebirth]

It was already 10:30 after the end of the fourth quarter's evening self-study. Song Yi asked Wu Xing in the group if he wanted to enjoy a special snack in the cafeteria for the third year of high school. It took a while for Wu Xing to reply.

After he finished speaking, he said to Yesi again, "Be careful, Zhu Chacha was mad at you, so he went back to his class and lost his temper, and called up those who were usually like us and scolded them one by one. And let them stay on duty, Chen Zihang and the others are in the middle."

Ye Si sneered at the news.

After being reborn, it is true that some things have changed for some people, but Zhu Chacha really hasn't changed at all.She had brought Ye Sigao for three years before, and Ye Si had already seen through this woman's hypocrisy and pretense.

Ye Si replied indifferently: "The crazy woman is spoiling, it's none of my business."

Ye Si put his phone in his trouser pocket and found that He Xiu had just finished reading a comic.He peeled off the cover of "Physics Competition Question Bank" from the comics, took out a new volume of comics from the desk hall, and put the cover back on.

"........."

Ye Si is really convinced, this brother, his pretentious skills have been superbly integrated into his bone marrow, so that his every move can naturally and inadvertently exude a majestic atmosphere.

"Do you have supper?" Ye Si asked.

He Xiu shook his head and stood up, "There was a roommate who stayed up all night yesterday, and we promised him that he would go back early today so that it would not affect his sleep."

"Oh." Yesi doesn't live on campus, so he doesn't know much about the culture of those dormitories.He picked up his empty schoolbag and walked out, when he suddenly remembered something, "Are you staying for three nights too?"

"Yeah." He Xiu said, "Three years of high school boys all live in three nights, because the three nights are the closest to the teaching building and the bathing garden, which is convenient."

"Then Wen Chen..." Yeston paused and lowered his voice, "Do you know what happened between him and Chen Zihang?"

"I know." He Xiu said calmly, "They used to live in the same room, Chen Zihang bothered him, he told the general affairs teacher that he would transfer the dormitory, and change with someone in our room."

"But Chen Zihang is not satisfied, so he has to get out of Sansu completely." Ye Si said.

He Xiu nodded, "Yes."

"What a fucking inhuman." Song Yi cursed at the side, and then asked, "Why do they have conflicts? Do you know the reason?"

He Xiu was silent for half a second, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Ye Si glanced at him, didn't say a word, just raised his foot and kicked Song Yi, "Let's go, finish your supper early and go back early, I won't be able to take a taxi if it's late."

"Oh, okay." Song Yi nodded, and before he was about to leave, he saw the paper on He Xiu's desk, "Lend me a piece of paper, Xueshen, I'll wipe the phone screen."

He Xiu hummed, pulled out two tissue papers from the tissue box before he stretched out his hand, and handed over the second one, and he threw the first one into the trash can in the corridor.

Song Yi wiped his glasses, rolled up the tissue and threw it away, but unfortunately he failed to be handsome and didn't get in, so he had to sway over and poke his butt to pick it up and stuff it into the trash can manually.

He Xiu pinched out another small ear on the newly protruding piece of paper, and continued to pack things.

There is a street outside the west gate of Yingzhong, where all kinds of snacks and milk tea shops are located.There is also a "Reliable Bookstore" on the corner of the street, which is open 24 hours and mainly sells teaching aids and youth books. There is a large self-study room inside, where many students do their homework after school and on weekends.

Shi Shi's boss is a Japanese youth in his 30s, whose name is unknown, so everyone named him Shi Ge.Ye Si and Brother Shi have a pretty good friendship, because in the first year of high school, he was entangled by some social bastards and beat him to the door of Shishi. Brother Shi took off his elegant glasses and rolled up his sleeves to help him once.

Ye Si is shocked and forms a friendship with the book shop.

At 11:30 after eating supper, the street is basically dark, only the truthful bookstore is still filled with warm yellow light.A few impulsive bugs were flying under the chandelier at the door, banging their heads against the light bulbs.

Ye Si pushed the door in with an empty schoolbag on his back, and the wind chimes at the door jingled. Brother Shi looked up at him from behind the cash register desk, hesitated, "That."

Ye Si was about to go in directly, but he was dragged back by his two words, and turned around and asked, "Huh?"

Brother Shi said, "Don't stay here, I sprained my ankle today, and I don't want to clean up the bookshelves and tables."

Ye Si was confused for a while before he understood, and fucked, "I didn't come to fight!"

"Then what are you doing here?" Brother Shi subconsciously glanced at the dark street outside the door, a little worried, "Don't let someone chase you again, I'm really tired today, hey, I can't help you."

"Get lost." Ye Si strode inside, "I'm here to buy books!"

"Why didn't you say you came to lay eggs." Brother Shi yawned and said perfunctorily, "It's more believable."

The real study area is large, but the book area is very crowded. Ye Si stood alone between two rows of bookshelves and had to turn sideways.The exercise books and supplementary materials for each subject are piled up together, and at a glance, they are colorful and as heavy as Mount Tai, which makes people confused.

Ye Si looked at it for a while, then shouted again, "Brother Shi!"

"What are you doing?" Brother Shi yawned profusely behind the cash register.

"What do you want to buy for the exercise book?" Ye Si hesitated, "Which ones are the most popular?"

Brother Shi sighed, and finally pushed the stool away and came limping over. Ye Si looked down at him, his ankle was not swollen or wrapped, and he seemed to be limping.

"Wang Houxiong, Xue Jinxing, Wusan, won the championship lightly, these are all selling well." Brother Shi patted on a few stacks of exercise books, like a watermelon seller, and asked Ye Si, "Who uses it?"

"Myself." Ye Si glanced at the ones he pointed out just now, and nodded, "Basic, explanatory textbooks, are there any?"

Brother Shi didn't speak, and kicked out another stack from the bottom of the bookshelf, the "High School Textbook Complete Explanation" series.

"Okay." Yesi breathed a sigh of relief, "This, and what you said just now, I want them all."

"..." Brother Shi stopped yawning, looked at him through the glasses, and asked again, "Who uses it?"

"Me." Ye Si replied with widened eyes.

"Do you want to take it to the Academic Affairs Office and burn it for fun?" Brother Shi sighed, and quickly packed up the more than 30 exercise books Ye Si asked for, tied them into two piles with rope, and picked up the two piles of exercise books with his thin arms. The cash register walks away, as if floating lightly.

Ye Si was too lazy to talk nonsense, "How much?"

Brother Shi took out the calculator, first reset it to zero, then added and multiplied it, pressed it for a long time, and then reset it to zero again.

He yawned and said, "I'm too sleepy, I can't figure it out, just look at it."

Ye Si accepted it, and scanned the QR code to transfer all the money in the balance, "That's all. Is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll transfer some more from the card."

Brother Shi took a look, "It doesn't seem to need so much."

"It's okay." Ye Si picked up two stacks of books, "Next time I come to fight with you."

"..."

Ye Si was waiting for the car at the corner of the street with his books in his hands. The driver took a wrong turn. He waited for a while, hesitating whether to go back to the house and wait, but when he turned around, he saw the study room that he hadn't entered just now through the glass window.

Brother Shi brought a glass of drink to the inside, and a boy lay on the table smoking, as if crying.

Ye Si glanced at it and found it familiar. He moved to the side and saw the face clearly.

Isn't this Wen Chen?I didn't dare to go back to the dormitory in the middle of the night, and cried on my stomach in the bookstore, which made Brother Shi cry dumbfounded.

Ye Si pursed his lips speechlessly, then turned his head to look at Brother Shi again.

You really were pretending to be lame just now, Axi.

The next morning, Ye Si stepped on the bell and rushed into the teaching building, then stepped on Hu Xiujie's shouts and ran up to the third floor, and rushed to the back door.

He Xiuxiu was standing with the paper in his hand, feeling helpless when he came in, he stepped aside, and Ye Si jumped in while supporting the table.

"Yesi, why are you late again?" Lao Qin patted the podium with a blackboard eraser, picked up a puff of chalk dust, threw it away again, and said with a frown: "I just emphasized the issue of being late yesterday. Look at you, school uniform I don’t wear any clothes, I can’t even open my eyes, and the top of my head is smoking, what did you do last night?”

"Teacher, I stayed up all night studying." Ye Si said listlessly, feeling that there was a shadow on the podium, "Stop talking, I'm about to die suddenly."

The people in front suppressed their voices and laughed, and Lao Qin stared angrily, "If I believed in your evil, I would have been a teacher for so many years in vain."

Although he cursed, he reached into his bag and took out two pieces of chocolate, and asked the people in front to pass them on to Ye Si for breakfast.Ye Si just took it and before he could tear it open, Lao Qin said, "He Xiu sit down first, and Ye Si reads your composition first, and then eat when you are awake."

Why.Take it.

Ye Si had no choice but to go to the desk and look through it, and barely pulled out his composition with only 38 points.

He Xiu sat down, Ye Si stood up, and when the two of them crossed their sides, their arms rubbed against each other. Ye Si took advantage of the situation and looked down at He Xiu's composition. 48 points, not much higher than myself.

"Read." Lao Qin said seriously, "Everyone below listen, don't get sleepy."

Ye Si sighed and began to read his own work.

""Regret", author Ye Si."

Just this sentence alone made some people laugh, and Ye Si kicked the little chubby who was shaking in front of him, and continued to read.

"When I look back on the glory days, I don't really have any regrets. There is one thing that sticks to my heart. It taught me the lesson of cutting weeds and rooting them out. Let me have no gutters in the next ten years of my fighting career. If you overturn the boat, you will be less likely to find your parents."

There was a roar of laughter, and those who were sleeping on the table woke up laughing. Lao Qin patted the podium table, "Why are you laughing? Listen carefully! This is a general paragraph, and there is room for you to learn from each other!"

The audience laughed even louder.

Ye Si usually couldn't come up with [-] words for his composition, but he wrote quite a lot in this one, mainly summarizing the lessons of the time when he let the tiger go back to the mountain, and wrote a bunch of inspirations about fighting.Lao Qin let him sit down after listening to him read the lesson, not daring to let the students hear other strange things.

The class couldn't stop laughing, Lao Qin had no choice but to turn on the microphone of the lecture, and said, "Why did I ask Ye Si to read his composition? One is that there is indeed something worth learning in this article, and I started with a brief narrative. , the following clearly lists the arguments and inspirations, and the structure is very clean. And this article, Mr. Ye Si, wrote 840 seven characters! 840 seven, what does this mean? It shows that no matter who you are, as long as you try to figure out the topic with your heart and combine your sincerity [-] characters is actually a breakthrough, so how come some people can’t write any more after only [-] or [-] characters?”

The laughter almost drowned out the voice in the microphone, Lao Qin had no choice but to whip the blackboard with his useless pointer, "Okay, He Xiu got up and read the composition."

The classroom finally quieted down, and Lao Qin said again, "Student He Xiu's composition has a clear structure, smooth writing, and rigorous wording. It is a very excellent argumentative essay for the college entrance examination. Let you listen to this, one is for daily study, and the other is hope. Everyone will discuss the idea of ​​this article together later, why such an excellent article only scored 48 points.

Ye Si broke a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth expressionlessly, and stopped yawning.

He Xiu stood up, his tone as calm as ever.

"'Regret', He Xiu."

"I used to be paranoid and frivolous and thought that I knew what the optimal solution to life was. At that time, if someone asked me the word regret, I would answer, never."

Ye Si's back stiffened, and the unmelted chocolate slid across his throat hard, sweet and hot.He raised his head to look at He Xiu, He Xiu looked at his composition calmly, his black eyes were deep, his eyelashes covered them, concealing the dark emotions in those eyes.

It seems that this brother matured a little earlier than his previous life.

Ye Si thought to himself, if he hadn't asked Sand Sculpture, he would really suspect that this brother was also reborn.

"Every kind of life has an optimal solution, but there are countless kinds of lives in the world. This is my later thinking." He Xiu continued to read, "Among the thousands of lives, if you haven't tried another possibility, just I am not qualified to make arrogant conclusions and have no regrets."

The classroom was quiet, everyone was listening to He Xiu's composition, and some people took out a notebook to write down He Xiu's key points and sort out the structure of his composition.

He Xiu read the composition for 5 minutes, and after he sat down, the students began to discuss actively.Some people say that He Xiu's composition has a unique calmness of a great god, and some people say that the conception is indeed a bit weird, and it is hard to say whether it is biased or not.

Ye Si didn't participate in the discussion, he pulled out a piece of paper from the desk, scratched a few words on it and pushed it over.

"Do you have a secret?"

He Xiu's nib paused on the paper, "Comic books. What about you?"

The note was pushed back, and Ye Si looked at the line and felt familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where the familiarity came from.He glanced at He Xiu and patted his bulging schoolbag.

"I bought a lot of exercise books yesterday, and you keep it secret for me, so I won't report your comic books."

After Ye Si finished writing, he felt that this dialogue was really fucking childish.

But He Xiu smiled after reading it, and then folded the irregular piece of paper that Ye Si tore casually, folded it to the size of the palm, and sandwiched it neatly into the comic book.

"Wipe." He Xiu said, took out a tissue with folded ears and handed it over, pointing to the chocolate on Ye Si's fingertips.

The author has something to say:

Is it not good for us to hide it from them, BB poked SD cowardly.

SD sighed, they could only rely on them to find out by themselves.If you leak the sky, you will die suddenly.

Your academic-assisted radical system is also afraid of sudden death. BB whispered.

SD glanced at her, so isn't your love-supporting Buddhist system also afraid of sudden death?

That's what you said. BB sighs.

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That's right, BB is a woman, a female system full of pink trash.

Isn't that me.The author suddenly thumped the table.