Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Shao Ning's words were too ingenious.

Being with you, playing with you is together, being friends with you is also together.

But when people listen to it, they will feel that it is far more than that.

As for the deeper meaning, Wen Yang didn't dare to think about it at all. He basically rubbed his ears and bounced back when Shao Ning's voice fell, "You...you..."

"You" for a long time, but did not say why.

"Okay," Shao Ning looked at him with a smile, and naturally raised his hand to smooth the kid's hair, "Sit down for a while, I'll make breakfast..."

"No need," Wen Yang blurted out, "I...I should go home!"

After finishing speaking, without even waiting for Shao Ning to speak again, he rushed into the bedroom to change clothes.

But picking up his clothes and sniffing them, Wen Yang felt worried again, the smell of cigarettes, wine, sweat and even some blood was mixed together, it really smelled as bad as it could be.

Just as he didn't know what to do, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Shao Ning's voice came asking, "Little friend, can I go in?"

Wen Yang let out a muffled "hmm".

Shao Ning opened the door and came in, took a look at Wen Yang, said nothing, went to the closet and found a set of clothes and handed them to him, "I haven't worn this set, so I'll wear it for you first, okay?"

Wen Yang didn't have a second option at all right now, so he had to reach out to take it, and replied "Thank you" with tense shoulders.

Shao Ning smiled, turned and went out and closed the door behind him.

Wen Yang didn't even look at what clothes Shao Ning gave him, he put them on twice, stuffed his dirty clothes into the bag and put them on his back, and ran out holding the little wooden sheep.

Shao Ning stood at the door, seeing him coming out, his eyes darkened for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and still greeted him gently, "Little friend, remember to have breakfast, goodbye."

Wen Yang answered "goodbye" with his head down, put on his shoes twice, opened the door and ran away.

Shao Ning watched the child jump down the stairs in three steps and two steps, but still holding the little wooden sheep tightly in his hand, his heart couldn't help but weaken.

It wasn't until Wen Yang's figure was completely out of sight that Shao Ning closed the door, and the corners of his lips that had always been curved were pressed down instantly.

Hua Yi was startled, "Your face-changing skills are too scary, does that kid hold a switch in his hand..."

It was rare for Shao Ning not to answer this question, sighed helplessly, lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, watched it burn little by little between his fingers, and suddenly asked, "Tell me, am I still too impatient?"

The appearance of the child running away without even eating breakfast was obviously frightened, and Shao Ning was too afraid that Wen Yang would alienate him.

"You want me to tell the truth?" Hua Yi rubbed his nose.

"That's not it?" Shao Ning squinted at him.

"Hey," Hua Yi also lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff before saying, "Before you talk to a child next time, look in the mirror and see the look in your eyes. I'm not exaggerating. The big bad wolf sees You can see the little lamb's eyes in whatever way you look at him."

Shao Ning: "..."

"If you don't talk, I won't treat you as a dumb." Shao Ning threw down such a sentence, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Hua Yi was so angry that he jumped on the spot, who is this, didn't he tell him to tell the truth? ?

......

Outside, Wen Yang ran all the way out of the corridor and out of the community, before stopping to hold his knees to catch his breath.

The night is intoxicating, he now understands what these four words mean.

He obviously didn't drink, but Wen Yang felt dizzy from the time he said "yes" and went home with the big hooligan, and his whole body was so hot that he could smoke.

After taking another two deep breaths, he felt that he had calmed down a bit, but when he lowered his head inadvertently, he saw the clothes on his body...

back!bring!pants!

What Shao Ning gave him was actually a pair of overalls!

Still lotus root pink!

Wen Yang didn't smoke this time, he was directly burnt!

The great shame kept him from returning home, his face didn't feel hot, and he didn't think about it at all, not to mention that the clothes were not the type of clothes that Shao Ning could wear, but in this style and color, what could Shao Ning do? May wear?

But no matter how ashamed he was, Wen Yang still washed it carefully and dried it, and took it to school with the school uniform that Shao Ning had lent him before on Monday morning.

I brought it with me, and there is also a breakfast, the old rule, egg pancakes with soy milk.

As soon as the morning meeting was over and he returned to the classroom, Shao Ning saw the warm breakfast on the table, and the red ears of the children beside him.

Shao Ning chuckled, "For me?"

Wen Yang didn't turn his head, his eyes were still fixed on the Chinese documents on the table, "Yeah", "Still..."

"I know," Shao Ning interrupted him, took out a straw and drank a mouthful of soy milk, "Return my favor."

Wen Yang paused, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

The big hooligan said this in the same tone as usual, and was still gentle. Seeing him looking over, he even bent his eyes and smiled at him. It really didn't look like he was holding a grudge or deliberately retaliating against him or something...

Knowing that this is true, what he originally wanted to say was the same, but now hearing this person speak in such a peaceful tone, Wen Yang couldn't help frowning for some reason.

His mouth moved, probably wanting to say something, and the irritability between his brows and eyes jumped up another octave, but in the end, he just threw out a sentence fiercely, "Yes, it's to return favors."

After speaking, he turned his head back and didn't look at Shao Ning again.

Looking at the child who suddenly became angry again, Shao Ning took out the egg pancake and took a big bite, covering the corners of his mouth that turned up.

The last class in the morning is history, and the history teacher is recognized as the devil in the three liberal arts classes of the whole grade.

It’s okay to be meticulous in class and never make jokes. The homework load is still the most among the six subjects, and even ability overwhelms mathematics. Moreover, the punishment for not completing homework is also the heaviest.

In the small recess before the history class, the usually active Class [-] students sat down on their seats, even Li Yushan and Li Xingyu, who were usually the most active, didn't chase and beat up the aisle.

Wen Yang slept all morning, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he felt that the atmosphere in the class was unusual, and thought it was class, but turned his eyes around the whole classroom, and couldn't find even a hair of the teacher.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yang rubbed his eyes and sat up, "The students in the awesome class suddenly changed their sex?"

Before Shao Ning could speak, Li Xingyu at the front desk turned his head and howled, "Brother Ci, you don't know something. In the next four to ten minutes of mysterious time, the name of our awesome class will be temporarily abdicated and renamed - Cowardly class!"

"Ah," Wen Yang blinked in confusion, "The mysterious time, shouldn't it be twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

Isn't the time when it is said that you can bump into ghosts by looking in a mirror, isn't it mysterious?

"You don't know that," Li Xingyu lowered his volume on purpose, as if he was telling a ghost story, "Compared to ghosts in this world, some people are the scariest! For example, our history teacher—the devil!"

"Oh," Wen Yang nodded cooperatively. After nodding, seeing that Li Xingyu had no intention of turning back at all, his eyes were full of "Quickly ask me, ask me", so he had to ask again, "She What's wrong?"

Satisfied, Li Xingyu continued to popularize Wen Yang's "The Evil Deeds of the Great Devil", "Do you know what happens to people who don't finish their history homework or forget to bring it? They don't let the class go, just stand in the corridor to make up their homework until the class is over." If you don’t finish it, you will be punished for copying as many times as you want!”

"If you don't copy it, it's over." The bad boy Wen Yang said that he couldn't understand, "Can she still press your head and let you copy it?"

"She can't!" Li Xingyu wailed, "But she can ask your parents to hold your head and let you copy it!"

Wen Yang was speechless now.

For the vast number of high school students, although most of them are about to become adults, and some are actually adults, they are still a group of children who have not stepped into the society in essence. For the "invite parents" that basically runs through their entire study career The three-character curse still has the instinctive fear carved into the bone.

Wen Yang is no exception.

But what Wen Yang was afraid of was different from what ordinary high school students were afraid of.

Others are afraid of inviting their parents to go home and be beaten, but what Wen Yang is afraid of is "inviting parents" itself.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking and kept his head down in a daze, Li Xingyu thought it was because Brother Ci was really shocked by the female devil, he sighed and turned his head away, and used the last 2 minutes to turn over the history homework from beginning to end Go through it again to make sure you don't miss a single question.

In just 2 minutes, Wen Yang's thoughts flew wildly.

When the parents were asked to tell the teacher frankly that they had no parents for the first time, the teacher had a clear look of "it is true" in pity, and stretched out mocking hands in front of his eyes, and said presumptuously, "he is just a Unwanted trash" jeers..

Wen Yang closed his eyes, it was the first time he knew that his memory could be so good.

"Take out all your homework!"

A voice as stern as an instructor shouting a password suddenly sounded, shaking Wen Yang back to his senses in an instant.

Looking up, Wen Yang saw that the history teacher, who was called the female devil by most of the students, was already standing on the podium, and was slamming on the podium with a half-meter-long steel ruler.

"Homework..." Wen Yang was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to glance at Shao Ning's desk. There was a history volume full of words spread out on it. Wen Yang became even more puzzled, "Didn't you hand in your homework in the morning?" ?”

"Not handed in," Shao Ning also turned his head to answer him, "The history homework is not handed in in the morning, and it will only be accepted after she finishes checking in class."

Wen Yang pursed his lips, turned around and looked through his schoolbag without saying a word.

He is generally less likely to make such a low-level mistake as forgetting to bring his homework. Checking his schoolbag the night before class is a habit he has developed since he was very young. Besides, he remembers very clearly that last night he put the history paper in the special room for homework. In the file bag.

Usually, the homework is put directly on the table when they come, and the representatives of each subject will leave a person in the class to collect it during the morning meeting.

The history teacher hadn't checked their row yet. Seeing Wen Yang flipping through the schoolbag and then the drawer, Shao Ning asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong? I can't find it?"

Wen Yang said "hmm", and kept searching, "I put it on the table in the morning, and it was gone when I came back from the morning meeting. I thought it was taken away."

Shao Ning frowned, and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't worry, look carefully again, is it caught in the book..."

Although he knew it was impossible, Wen Yang still took out the books in his schoolbag and drawers, and quickly flipped through them.

Of course it was not found.

The history teacher had already arrived in the row in front of them. Li Xingyu was sitting upright like a statue, holding his breath.

Without further delay, taking advantage of the time when the history teacher lowered his head, Shao Ning quickly changed two strokes on his paper, and pushed it to Wen Yang's desk.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yang rushed, raising his hand to push the paper back, "I don't want it."

But before he could move, the back of his hand was held down by Shao Ning, obviously not very strong, but Wen Yang suddenly didn't dare to move.

"Be good," Shao Ning lowered his voice, "She's coming."

Wen Yang wanted to say something more, but the history teacher had already brought her steel ruler to her eyes.

"Tang Yun," she glanced at Shao Ning's empty desk first, and said sharply, "Where's your homework?"

Everyone in the class turned their heads around with a "swish", and they have never been so neat when walking in the square formation!

"I forgot to bring it." Shao Ning replied in a very light tone, and everyone could hear the perfunctory in his words.

The whole class gasped.

Li Yushan, who was in the first row, slapped Qian Shu on the back at the same table, "Student committee, is there something wrong with the direction of the earth's revolution today?"

"It's possible." Qian Shu pushed his glasses and looked deeply at the big sun shining outside the window. "Maybe it turned from east to west. Otherwise, how could God Tang forget to bring his homework?"

The little girl next to her looked like a nympho, "God Tang is so handsome even when he said "I forgot to bring it"! That tone, that demeanor, really deserves to be God Tang!"

……

The history teacher obviously didn't expect someone to say the word "forgot to bring" so confidently, and looked at him in disbelief, "Tang Yun, can you say it again?"

"I forgot to bring my homework." Shao Ning repeated it again while capping the pen cap and putting it in the pencil case.

Three more words were added, and the tone was more sincere, but it made people feel that they deserved a beating even more.

"Okay, very good." The history teacher gave him a vicious look, and clapped his hands hard twice. "The first grader who takes the lead in not doing homework is a good example! You can still sit so steadily, do you have to ask me to ask you out?"

Shao Ning didn't speak, but stood up calmly and was about to go out.

"Teacher," Wen Yang said suddenly, "he is not..."

"I just didn't bring it." Shao Ning interrupted him, patted Hua Yi on the shoulder, and signaled him to make way.

Hua Yi raised his head and glanced at Shao Ning, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, stood up and took a step back, letting him go out.

Shao Ning casually took a pen from Hua Yi's desk, and left the classroom through the back door without looking back.

Originally, due to the limited time in the classroom, the history teacher only checked the homework quickly. The main purpose was to make sure that everyone had written all the questions without missing any questions.

But because Wen Yang didn't finish his sentence just now, she purposely took a second look at the paper on Wen Yang's desk.

Looking at it this way, what else do you not understand?

There are traces of correction tape on the name. Although the word "Song Ci" is written in a flying style, all the answers are in standard block letters.

Looking around their class, besides Tang Yun, who would have such a correct font?

"Okay!" The history teacher became even more angry, and the steel ruler slammed down on Wen Yang's desk, "It's fine if you don't do your homework, but you still dare to lie to me so blatantly and treat me like a monkey?"

Wen Yang has never been in the habit of explaining to others. He won't say that he really wrote it, but he can't find it for some reason, and now he doesn't have it. Besides, he also understands that a person with a personality like a history teacher can't write it at all. I won't listen to any explanation.

"My fault," Wen Yang tensed his shoulders, and squeezed his cuffs, "I forgot to bring it, and I was afraid of being punished, so I snatched Tang Yun's paper, and threatened him that if I didn't give it to me, I would beat him after class. "

This kind of thing has always been in line with his personality. He has loved to fight since he was a child, and he only uses his fists to solve problems.

So in the end, he didn't need to say anything at all, and many things he didn't do would be directly held in his head.

There is no need for a reason at all, if you really want to ask, it's just a sneer, "Who else? Isn't Wen Yang just like that?"

After hearing these words too many times, Wen Yang has long been used to it, so now there is no psychological burden to "admit" it, and he can speak it very fluently.

The entire class suddenly fell silent, but within two seconds, Li Xingyu was the first to react, "Impossible! Brother Ci is not such a person!"

Wen Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Followed by more and more people echoed.

"Xiao Song is a person with a sense of collective honor, how could he threaten his classmates!" Sun Juntao was filled with righteous indignation.

"That's right," Li Yushan patted the table, "Not to mention the relationship between Xiao Song and Tang Shen, Xiao Song really forgot to bring it, so there is no need to threaten Tang Shen!"

"Confucius said," Qian Shu shook his head, "People are not sages and sages, who can do nothing, who hasn't forgotten the time yet?"

……

This group of people who used to sit upright and dare not speak even during class breaks, now seem to have suddenly forgotten the horror of the "big devil", and they are all scrambling to speak for him.

The situation in front of him was so unexpected, Wen Yang was still a little dazed, subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

The history teacher also seemed to be in the same daze, and froze in place for a while without saying a word.

Amidst the noise, the back door was suddenly opened, and Shao Ning's voice came in very clearly, "Teacher, he didn't threaten me, I did it voluntarily."

The penetrating power of this sentence was too strong, and all the students who complained about it stopped talking in an instant.

Only then did the history teacher come to his senses, and he slammed Wen Yang's desk with a steel ruler, and shouted, "Quiet me! Is it just your classmates who are deeply affectionate? If you are so affectionate, you both give I'm standing outside!"

Before Wen Yang could get out of the unreality, he was stunned for another two seconds before he came back to his senses. He grabbed a pen and left the class without even looking at the history teacher.

Shao Ning was standing at the door, not surprised to see him come out, just smiled and leaned closer, and sighed in his ear, "The kid is so clingy to me, can't leave a class?"