mousepad-d2 Chapter 1, Mathematics Class.
Chapter 1, Mathematics Class.
Song Tong was drowsy, and Zhou Yi at the back table was also drowsy.
The teacher suddenly called the name: "Zhou Yi."
Song Tong was shocked and woke up.
Zhou Yi stood up calmly.
The teacher asked: "Which method do you think is better for this question?"
Song Tong: "..."
Zhou Yi: "The second type."
The teacher said: "Come up and write down the specific steps."
With slender legs, Zhou Yi went to the podium, picked up chalk and began to solve problems. His finger bones were slender and smooth.
Song Tong was dumbfounded.
The teacher nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, let's go on. Students can take a look, this method is easier to understand. Just replace sinx+1 with t, it's much simpler."
The students copied their notes together.
The teacher said again: "Song Tong concentrates in class and is not allowed to sleep anymore."
Song Tong: "..."
When Zhou Yi sat down, he patted Song Tong's head warningly.
after class.
It was rare for Zhou Yi to take the initiative to talk to Song Tong: "Why do you sleep in class?"
Song Tong was forced to turn around by the male god holding his collar.
Zhou Yi frowned: "Ask you, talk."
Song Tong rubbed the neck strangled by the collar: "Sleepy, I woke up too early in the morning."
He gets up at five o'clock to help grandma cook tea eggs.
Song Tong whispered again: "You are sleeping too, don't think I don't know, you didn't kick my bench in class today."
The male god is tall and has long legs. The two ridiculously long legs are usually straight forward because they are uncomfortable to bend. Sometimes Song Tong can step on the male god's feet when he retracts his legs.The male god also has a quirk. He always likes to dangle his feet in class, and often kicks his ass through the bench.So Zhou Yi was not distracted, Song Tong could tell based on the frequency of the bench shaking.
"I can take the first grade in the exam when I sleep, can you too?"
For some reason, Song Tong felt that Zhou Yi was a little angry. Although he still complained about him mercilessly, there was no faint smile in his eyes like before.
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☆、Chapter 6
The male god's words were harsh, but they hit the nail on the head.
Song Tong once again deeply realized the gap between himself and the male god.
It can't go on like this. In the future, the male god will go to a first-class university in China, but he will move bricks.
Will the male god of high-level intellectuals find a boyfriend who moves bricks?
Think about it and know that this is a small, extremely small probability event.
During this period of time, he was always thinking about showing his presence in front of the male god, and he forgot what was the most important thing as a senior high school student.
Song Tong vowed to work hard.
Song Tong is a persevering child who keeps his word.In order to ensure the quality of the class, he no longer gets up every morning to help grandma cook tea eggs.
Without this income, Song Tong's living expenses were a little tight, so he simply skipped lunch, drank a couple of sips of water when he was hungry, and endured it.
After making up his mind, Song Tong hurriedly used all available time to study.The only time to rest is to watch the school's Chunlan Cup basketball game.
Because the male god is playing the game.
Every time the male god dribbles the ball, makes a three-step layup, or shoots a three-pointer, Song Tong will shout excitedly, what a fan.
Members of the basketball team, every game, would see a little boy wearing a worn-out white school uniform, with a pair of star eyes, sitting cross-legged on the side of the court, cheering hard.
The little boy has been malnourished for a long time. He is not tall, only 175. He is thin and small, but he is very clean and well-behaved. The team members love to come and chat with him when they are resting.
Captain: Like basketball?
Song Tong: I don't like it.
Captain: ...don't like your shouting so joyously? ?
Song Tong: I don't like basketball, I like to watch and play basketball.
Song Tong silently added in his heart that he likes to watch male gods play basketball.
The captain raised his hand to touch the child's head, and took out ten yuan: "After watching for so long, go and buy some water for our performers."
Song Tong took the money and went to buy water obediently.
When he arrived at the supermarket, he bought a bottle of C'estbon for everyone, rolled his eyes, and took out the only two steel coins he had on his body, and replaced one of the bottles of mineral water with pulsation.
☆、Chapter 7
Song Tong gave water to each team member and gave Zhou Yi the pulse.
Zhou Yi took it casually.
Song Tongsheng was afraid that he would not know, so he seemed to take credit for it and said, "I bought it for you with an additional two yuan."
Zhou Yi casually let out a sigh.
The team members booed cheaply, oh, I bought it for an extra two yuan, why did I add two yuan to buy a bottle for us, so that we can also enjoy special treatment.
Song Tong explained solemnly: "There are only two dollars in my pocket, and I can't buy them."
After he finished speaking, he was still afraid that people would not believe him, so he opened his trouser pocket for others to see.
The players couldn't laugh or cry.
Song Tong said again: "I bought it for each of you, it's not called special treatment, it's called Datong World."
"Pfft!" Some team members sprayed water from their noses.
Zhou Yi dragged Song Tong away expressionlessly.
The male god seems to be unhappy again?
Song Tong tried her best to be a transparent person, not to offend the male god.
It must have been the unscrupulous one just now, spraying water from his nose, it was disgusting.The male god has a cleanliness habit, and I guess there is a shadow in his heart after watching it.
When he got to the classroom, Zhou Yi took out two yuan and gave it to Song Tong.
Song Tong was upset, why did he make the boundaries so clear, and he had to return the two yuan.
Zhou Yi sneered: "Don't I give you money to eat at night?"
Song Tong blushed, it was indeed his dinner money.It was rare for him to be a little embarrassed when the male god said it so bluntly.
If you don't have money, you can still follow other people's chasing male gods. Can you get a super male god who is a school grass plus a school bully with two dollars?
Zhou Yi's tone was a little cold: "If you have nothing to do, go back to the classroom and read, and do some running for others."
"Oh." Song Tong turned around limply, and put the two dollars given by the male god into his trouser pocket.
For several days, Song Tong was listless.
Why is there such a big gap between myself and the male god?
Whether it's appearance, family background, personality or study, there is nothing that can be compared with the male god.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to chase after a male god.
☆、Chapter 8
Song Tong looked up to the sky and sighed, life, why is it so difficult!
Suddenly, there was a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong from the desk behind. Song Tong turned his head and saw that something seemed to have fallen from the male god's desk.
The male god went to basketball practice, but he was not in his seat.
Song Tong looked down and saw a empty pulsating water bottle.
Probably when he drank it and forgot to throw it away. With the mentality of serving the male god, he picked up the plastic bottle and threw it into the trash can.
When Zhou Yi came back from practice, Song Tong heard him looking for something behind.
Song Tong turned his head: "What are you looking for?"
Zhou Yi continued to search: "The bottle."
"?"
Zhou Yi raised his eyes and asked him, "Did you see it?"
Song Tong thought for a while: "A drained pulsating water bottle?"
Zhou Yi nodded.
"...Uh" Song Tong scratched his head embarrassingly, "I thought you didn't want it anymore, I threw it away for you..."
"I'm sorry, male god."
Zhou Yi's complexion didn't seem very good.
"How about I pay you one?"
Zhou Yi didn't speak.
"How about I pick it up, pick it up?" Song Tong stopped talking because the male god's face was even uglier.
He couldn't help it, what a mess, the male god seemed to be angry again.
Zhou Yi sullenly said, "Turn around and do your homework."
Song Tong obediently turned to do her homework.
Looking at the hairy head in front of him, Zhou Yi sighed inaudibly.
The male god at the same table looked at this, and then at that, with a wretched smile on his face.
☆、Chapter 9
Winter is here, and Song Tong has no money to buy thick clothes, so he can only wear two extra sweaters under the school uniform to keep out the cold.Grandma said that thread balls are cheap, so she knits two extra pieces, and Song Tong can wear them through the winter.
No matter how thick the sweater was, it would leak air, and Song Tong shivered from the cold every day.
Song Tong has become thinner, and the tea eggs get cold quickly in winter, so no one wants to buy them.And he also hated grandma setting up a stall against the cold wind early in the morning.
There is a way to live without money. He reduced the living expenses of two yuan a night to one yuan, which is just enough to buy two steamed buns. With the hot water in the water dispenser, his stomach swells and he feels very full.
Song Tong eats very happily every afternoon. He has no money to eat at noon, but he can eat two steamed buns in the evening, so he is full and happy.
Zhou Yi returned to his seat, Song Tong felt it, but he didn't post it.
Song Tong didn't want the male god to see him eating steamed buns. In fact, he thought it was nothing, but every time the classmates in the class saw it, they would have deep pity and sympathy in their eyes. What's more, they bought him food directly Eat, which made him very embarrassed.
Song Tong was afraid that the male god would do the same.
Moreover, he has been so shy recently that he can't spend the spare money of two dollars to flirt with the male god.
He should be more peaceful.
Zhou Yi knocked on the back of Song Tong's chair.
Song Tong turned around: "What's wrong with the male god?"
Zhou Yi pointed to the steamed bun in his hand: "I haven't eaten tonight, so give me one."
Here it comes again, Song Tong lamented in his heart, how could the male god use such old-fashioned tricks.Eat his steamed buns, and then buy him a delicious meal.
On the surface, it is humane, but in fact it helps.
Reluctantly, he still gave one to Zhou Yi.Thinking about how to decline Zhou Yi's big meal.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi didn't mention it at all, and went out with the basketball in his arms after eating.
Is the male god afraid of embarrassing him?
Song Tong struggled in his mind for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of refusing, so he can do whatever the male god wants. Although he doesn't eat other people's cheap food, the male god can still eat it.
He will promise him with his body in the future, so eating something is nothing.
The next afternoon, Zhou Yi bought an identical steamed bun and returned it to him, published by the school cafeteria, at fifty cents each.
Song Tong petrified.
What about saving the poor teenagers from the fire and water?
Zhou Yi glanced at him: "Why, you want me to pay you for a meal just to eat your steamed bun?"
Song Tong blushed, the male god can always see through everything.
Zhou Yi smiled, "If you really want to eat it so much, it's not impossible..."
"No!" Song Tong snatched the steamed bun and retorted in an attempt to cover up.
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.
☆、Chapter 10
Song Tong was wearing thick clothes, but he was thin. Two sweaters and a school uniform jacket were not so obtrusive.The male god wears even less clothes than him. It's already November, and the male god is still wearing his school uniform, with just a thin sweater inside. Looking at Song Tong, he feels cold.
He struggled for a long time, but decided to persuade the male god. He didn't know whether the male god loved beauty or what, anyway, he would definitely catch a cold if he dressed like this.
"Male god."
Zhou Yi turned his pen to read the test questions, but ignored him.
Song Tong earnestly said: "You should wear more, it is easy to catch a cold."
The male god at the same table teased: "Oh, Song Tong, I have the nerve to talk about others because I wear so little."
Song Tong explained seriously: "I'm used to it, but the male god will catch a cold if he wears it like this."
The male god at the same table smirked: "What does it matter to you that he has a cold?"
Song Tong didn't speak anymore, isn't this an obvious answer, he will feel distressed when the male god catches a cold.
The male god at the same table was pinching his voice to imitate Song Tong, "Male god~"
Zhou Yi slapped him in front of him: "Change seats with Song Tong."
"Why?" The tablemate and Song Tong shouted at the same time.
"No why."
Zhou Yi spat out a word domineeringly, "Change."
Song Tong turned over and lay down on the male god's table in a more logical manner, persistently asking: "Why?"
Zhou Yi pushed him: "I'm not used to your poor grades."
Song Tong remained motionless: "Oh, can you help me with tutoring?"
Zhou Yi stopped talking.
Song Tong spread out all the things he didn't know in the recent exams, his eyes were thirsty for knowledge.
Zhou Yi remained motionless.
Song Tong was unwavering.
Zhou Yi was defeated and began to give him a lecture.
From then on, Song Tong would change seats at the same table as the male god in every self-study class.
Song Tong vowed that he would stalk the male god and stick to the policy of enhancing feelings and improving performance in lectures.
However, except for pestering the male god for a class for the first time, he didn't feel embarrassed to bother him later.
The male god is expected to be admitted to a first-class university in China, and he is at the level of a second undergraduate, so he is reluctant to waste the precious time of the male god.
☆、Chapter 11
Zhou Yi still had a cold, and Song Tong felt very distressed.But he couldn't even buy some medicine for the male god.
If you save the money for dinner every day, it should be enough to buy some cold medicine for the male god in a month.
But, at that time, the male god had already recovered from his cold.
He is powerless to do even the most basic concern.
Every trivial matter can let Song Tong see the gap between them.
Song Tong was a little discouraged because of this.
The male god at the same table said: "Don't be unhappy, you are unhappy and others are also unhappy."
Song Tong looked at him weakly, as if looking at a psychopath.
In the afternoon, Song Tong bought a pack of toilet paper for Zhou Yi with three days' food money, and was very worried: "God, please wear thicker clothes, really, you seem to have caught a cold."
Zhou Yi glared at him.
Song Tong has no self-consciousness to shut up: "This day is a high incidence of flu. If you don't pay attention, you can easily develop pneumonia. I remember that you used to be afraid of the cold in winter. You can wear a down jacket, scarf, hat and mask now. School uniform, you can't do well like this."
Zhou Yi treats him like air.
Song Tong's persuasion was fruitless, he sighed, and continued to do his homework.
At noon, everyone went out to eat, and Song Tong continued to do the problems for a while, feeling cold and hungry, and really couldn't do it anymore.He went to the water dispenser at the back door to get some hot water and drank it to warm his stomach. Then he put his schoolbag on his back and lay down on the table to sleep.
When he woke up with 10 minutes to go to class, he moved and felt his fingers were sticky.
Someone put chilblain ointment on his sausage hands.
Song Tong was so happy: "Did you paint Jiajia for me?"
Jiajia is his deskmate, and he saw a tube of chilblain ointment on Jiajia's desk two days ago.
Jiajia was taken aback, glanced at something out of the corner of her eye, and then smiled: "Yes."
Song Tong was so touched.
"Thank you!"
☆、Chapter 12
Because of the pack of tissues, Song Tong didn't eat dinner for three days, and drank some porridge and ate a bun every morning at home.
I can't stand the hunger.
Song Tong comforted himself, if he could bear it any longer, in one more day, in just one day, he would be able to have dinner again.
Unexpectedly, the sky failed, and the school organized the senior high school students to take the last physical test before the college entrance examination.
In Song Tong's heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped by, and the house leak happened to rain all night ahhhhhhh!
Then in the men's 1000 meters, Song Tong fainted gorgeously.
There seemed to be exclamation all around, Song Tong heard a girl yelling, he wanted to laugh, but before he could take any action, he fell down.
Zhou Yi, who was closest to him, picked up the man and ran towards the school hospital.
After an examination, the doctor said that there was nothing serious, just that I was hungry.The child was severely malnourished, tired and hungry.So fainted.
Zhou Yi listened without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.
Song Tong woke up, and the male god was sitting by the bed.
"Male god."
"Ah."
Song Tong didn't know what to say, he just shouted twice subconsciously.
Zhou Yi handed over a box of milk.
"?"
Zhou Yi ordered concisely: "Drink."
"Oh." Song Tong was obedient.
After drinking the milk, Zhou Yi took the empty box and threw it away.As soon as he stood up, he was hugged around the waist.
Song Tong's furry head rubbed against his waist: "Man God, you are so kind to me, I am so touched."
"Oh."
Zhou Yi said mercilessly: "Relax, I'm going to throw out the trash."
Song Tong hugged it tightly: "Don't let go!"
He didn't know anything when he was sick, so he just wanted to find an excuse to hug the male god and eat tofu.
Zhou Yi despised him: "You are more than ten years old, how dare you act like a baby?"
Song Tong didn't speak, but hugged him even tighter, his whole face was buried in the arms of the male god, revealing a pair of red ear tips.
☆、Chapter 13
Song Tong returned to the classroom with Zhou Yi after hanging the salt water, just in time for the first evening self-study, all the students in the class studied hard, and the quiet drop and needle could be heard.
Song Tong and Zhou Yi appeared side by side at the back door of the classroom.
They are all blue and white striped sports uniforms, Song Tong is thin and thin, Zhou Yi is well-proportioned and tall; Song Tong is 1.7 meters five, Zhou Yi is 1.8 meters five; Song Tong's school uniform is very worn out, Zhou Yi's school uniform is as clean as new.
The male god at the same table caught a glimpse of the two inadvertently, and laughed: "You two, it's like a buyer's show and a buyer's show, hahahaha."
The sound was so loud that many students also looked up.
Zhou Yi calmly accepted the baptism of everyone's eyes.
Song Tong was shy and subconsciously hid behind the male god.
This action made many students in the class cover their mouths and laugh.
Zhou Yi was not affected, and returned to his seat calmly, Song Tong's ears turned red with embarrassment.
While doing homework, Song Tong suddenly remembered that the medical expenses were paid in advance by the male god, right?
God, how much does that cost!
Song Tong turned around and asked the male god: "Male god, did you pay for the medical expenses for me?"
Zhou Yi casually hummed.
Song Tong held a trace of luck: "It should be... not much money, right?"
"Not much." Zhou Yi replied casually.
Song Tong cautiously: "Not much... How much is it?"
"200 dollars."
Song Tong is like being struck by lightning, and has nothing to love in life.
Zhou Yi suddenly raised his head and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, pay it back slowly. Pay back one piece a day, and it's just time to pay it off on the day of the college entrance examination."
He added: "You don't need to pay back the milk money, just treat it as, um... I'll ask you."
"..."
The character design of the male god with high EQ, gentleness and consideration, and who can take care of the small emotions of his classmates has collapsed.
Song Tong felt that life was so hopeless.
He changed from a penniless poor man to a poor man with huge debts.
☆、Chapter 14
Zhou Yi patted his head and smiled inexplicably: "Change seats and do homework."
Song Tong drooped his head and changed seats at the same table as the male god.
The male god looked at the child at the same table and found it funny, just like a little flower that has been wilted by the rain.
Dog tail flower.
Gouweihua numbly took out the math test paper and started to do the questions. When he thought that his daily dinner money of one yuan was gone, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
Song Tong can't do it again, he can't prove a proof question.
Two 10 minutes later.
Song Tong took the test paper with only the word "proof" written on it and put it in front of the male god: "Male god, can you give me the sermon questions?"
The male god was reading a sports magazine without moving his eyes: "I can't."
Song Tong pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Zhou Yi was irritable and pulled the paper: "Which question?"
Song Tong stretched out his finger and poked the proof question pitifully.
Zhou Yi glanced at it: "It's all known conditions, and there is only one answer."
"..."
Zhou Yi was relentless in his mouth and kept writing.Three times, five divisions, two, and quickly wrote down the problem-solving steps in detail on his test paper.
Song Tong took over and studied it carefully.
Not to mention, the male god's handwriting is pretty good-looking, unlike his crooked earthworm-like handwriting, the male god's handwriting is strong and powerful, and the strength of character can be seen in each stroke. It can be seen that he has practiced calligraphy since childhood...
Song Tong pulled back Piaofei's thoughts and began to study the problem-solving steps written by the male god.
Seeing the middle, there was a step that he couldn't understand, Song Tong asked the male god: "Why can you get y = sinx from sinx = y?"
The male god reluctantly parted his gaze from the magazine, and glanced at it: "Oh, no reason, because that's the way to do it, you know it when you look at it."
"..."
Perhaps Song Tong's expression was too miserable, Zhou Yi reluctantly added an explanation: "You don't need to understand the knowledge of advanced mathematics. Just memorize it. If you encounter it later, use it directly."
☆、Chapter 15
In order not to starve to death before the college entrance examination, Song Tong consulted with the male god: "The male god..."
Zhou Yi: "I have something to say."
Song Tong lay on the table of the male god, with his head resting on his hands: "Can I pay back fifty cents every day?"
"Oh." Zhou Yi was still calm, "[-] cents a day, half of the college entrance examination is over, and you have to pay for one semester after entering university. Do you think we can get into the same university?"
Song Tong was at a loss for words.
Zhou Yi went on to say, "Or...do you want to renege on your debt?"
After finishing speaking, he began to despise Song Tong again: "You are relying on fifty cents, which is too immoral."
"..."
Isn't the male god a rich and handsome man who spends a lot of money?When did you start to be so preoccupied...
Stingy people are also contagious?
Zhou Yi specially brought a piggy bank to school for this purpose, and put it on the desk. Song Tong threw a steel coin into it every day, and Zhou Yi asked him to make up fifty cents.
Song Tong went to the cafeteria to buy steamed buns with the remaining fifty cents. Every time he went there, he pretended to be pitiful, hoping that the cafeteria master would give him the biggest bun because of his crimes.
Zhou Yi also started eating dinner in the classroom recently, bought some bread and milk, and ate while doing homework.
Song Tong was not used to the sudden seriousness of the male god.He persuaded without exception: "You can't do this, let's not say that you are not full, and you can't keep up with your nutrition. Now that you are in the third year of high school, you have to maintain plenty of energy. It is not easy to concentrate when you are hungry."
He has experienced this personally.
Zhou Yi didn't seem to hear, looking at the bread in his hand, he frowned in distaste.
Song Tong continued to babble: "Besides, you are not short of time to study. At this point in the past, I remember you were going out to play basketball. It doesn't take much time to eat a meal. If you think the cafeteria is not good , can you go outside..."
Zhou Yi suddenly lifted the bread to Song Tong's mouth and ordered, "Bite it off."
"?"
"Bite off the side without the sauce for me."
This time it was Song Tong's turn to be disgusted: "Hey, that's so disgusting, if you don't want to eat it, you can tear it off with your hands."
Zhou Yi's face darkened.
Song Tong was obedient, and carefully bit off the sides of the bread without the sauce, trying not to bite into the salad dressing in the middle.
Satisfied, Zhou Yi ate his dinner with the test paper, milk and bread.
☆、Chapter 16
The winter vacation is here, but the third year of senior high school makes up classes until the 25th of the winter month, ten days off during the Chinese New Year, and makes up classes again when I come back on the [-]th day of the first lunar month.
Song Tong is both happy and sad. The happy thing is that he can get along with the male god for a long time, but the sad thing is that his family is about to be overwhelmed.
The male god at the same table poked Song Tong: "My child, what are you worried about?"
Song Tong dragged his cheeks with his hands: "I'm worried about how to use the money."
The male god at the same table: "Tsk, I don't know how to use the money yet."
Song Tong sighed: "That's right, tell me, how should I use 50 yuan for 20 days?"
The male god at the same table: "..."
The male god at the same table couldn't stand it anymore, and asked Zhou Yi while Song Tong was out, "Song Tong is in trouble?"
Zhou Yi is catching up with his winter homework: "He has always had difficulties."
The male god at the same table: "...Why doesn't he say anything, we can help him if he does. Hey," the tablemate bumped his arm, "Why is their family so poor?"
Zhou Yi concentrated on it, without squinting: "I don't know."
The tablemate was a little bit aggrieved: "The child is usually nice to you, why are you so cold-blooded, you don't care about people at all."
Zhou Yi looked up from his homework, thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I really don't know."
"...Blind people are so kind to you in vain."
Zhou Yi shrugged: "Song Tong is seventeen or eighteen years old and an adult. He has the ability to handle his own affairs well. Not everyone involved is willing to be meddled in his own affairs. If he needs help, he will say .If he doesn't even have the guts to say it, who's to blame."
The deskmate was speechless.
The author has something to say: I saw a txt pirated download on the Internet? As a Jinjiang Xiaotong, I really don’t know whether to cry or laugh
☆、Chapter 17
A few days before the holiday, the head teacher called Song Tong to the office.
Class teacher: "The bursary quota has come down."
Song Tong's eyes lit up.
Class teacher: "Without you, your grades are too bad——"
Song Tong's starry eyes dimmed.
"But considering your family situation, I have specially applied for a place for you."
Song Tong's starry eyes lit up again, and he sincerely thanked: "Thank you teacher!"
This is really good news. The stipend is 1000 yuan a year, and his tuition for the next semester has been settled.
The homeroom teacher looked at the little boy in front of him whose school uniform was washed a little white, and couldn't bear it.If she remembered correctly, the child changed two school uniforms in rotation for three years in high school, and he had never seen him wear new clothes.
The situation in Song Tong's family is probably worse than she thought.When he first entered the school, this kid was among the top five in the class, and it was not a problem to pass the exam, but now he is reduced to the bottom of the crane, and whether he can pass the exam is a problem.
The head teacher tried to spur him: "The teacher knows that your family is under a lot of pressure, but we can do our best to study, so we still have to work hard, right?"
Song Tong nodded: "I know, teacher."
"The last half a year is left. You have a good foundation. If you put more effort into your studies, you will definitely be able to get into a good university. If you have any difficulties in life, communicate with the teacher more. If the teacher can help, try to help. Don't be yourself. Just think about how old you are."
After the homeroom teacher finished explaining the truth, he tried to tease lightly again: "Zhou Yi is such a big and all-round student sitting behind you, he has to learn to make good use of resources, right?"
"Yeah!" The teacher praised Zhou Yi, and Song Tong was very proud.
head teacher:"……"
She originally wanted to use Zhou Yi to spur the child, what's the matter with this proud face?
Song Tong didn't understand the teacher's implication at all, and he felt honored to praise Zhou Yi.
Song Tong is still very grateful to the teacher.The teacher was right, but Song Tong felt that he had grown up and could support the family by himself.
The author has something to say: the archived manuscript is almost gone, and it will be updated in the past few days. Whether it can be updated daily depends on fate, and whether it can be updated depends on fate. . . .
☆, 18
On the last day before the holiday, even if it is a key class, everyone is not in the mood to study anymore, and everyone is eager to return to their hearts.Even Zhou Yi, who was always calm, started to pack his things. His friend Sun Ziming was already waiting outside.
Sun Ziming waited impatiently: "Have you finished packing?"
Zhou Yi put the books into the desk by category, casually carried the schoolbag on his shoulders, held the books that couldn't fit in one hand, and held the piggy bank and basketball in the other: "Okay, let's go."
Sun Ziming felt tired looking at it: "I can't even get a broken jar, so I can put it here."
"No." Zhou Yi refused.
Sun Tzuming clicked his tongue: "What jar must be taken back?"
"piggy bank."
Sun Tzuming curled his lips in disdain: "How much money can this have, put it in the classroom, no one will take it from you."
Zhou Yi refused with action, but he couldn't get it. He put the basketball on the desk, turned around and left the classroom with the piggy bank in his arms.
Sun Tzu Ming was taken aback.
No basketball they play yarn in the afternoon?
He quickly took out the basketball, hugged it, and chased after it.
When Song Tong came back from the office, most of the students in the class had left, leaving only a few who disturbed hygiene.
There was no one in the male god's seat, the desks that used to be piled with various textbooks and test papers were cleaned up, the piggy bank on the desk was gone, and the basketball under the desk was gone.
The god is gone.
Song Tong suddenly felt sad.
He didn't even have time to say happy winter vacation.
As usual, he turned around and lay down on the male god's desk.
The desks are neatly coded with textbooks, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school.On the top is the completed winter vacation homework and a note, pressed with a pen.
Song Tong picked it up and took a look——
Study hard and don't allow direct copying.Also, don't get me dirty.
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☆、Chapter 19
During the winter vacation, Song Tong found two jobs non-stop. During the day, he helped out in a small restaurant nearby, and at night, he went to ktv to watch the night. In this way, he could earn 150 yuan a day, and he could get 500 yuan during the ten-day holiday.In the next semester, his living expenses will be a little more generous, and he will no longer be unable to concentrate because of hunger.
There is a lot of money, but I can only sleep for four hours a day, and I am too tired to control myself.
When seeing Zhou Yi again at the beginning of school, Song Tong was so excited that he wanted to cry. For some reason, he still felt so wronged.
There was no one in the classroom, the male god passed his seat, Song Tong grabbed his hand.
Zhou Yi turned slightly and looked down at him in doubt.
Song Tong plunged into the male god's arms, hugged him tightly, and rubbed his head against the male god's stomach.
The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched: "Why do you always like to act like a baby to me?"
Because I like you.
Song Tong took the male god's hand and put it on his head.
Zhou Yi said he would snore twice as he wanted.
Song Tong felt comfortable, raised his head slightly and looked at the male god: "I'm so tired."
Zhou Yi: "Yes."
"...Male god, can't you say a few nice words of comfort to comfort me?"
Zhou Yi stated the facts calmly: "If you can still call yourself tired, then it's not too miserable to be tired."
Song Tong: "..."
Sun Tzuming came over to deliver things to Zhou Yi, seeing the two sitting and standing hugging each other by the window, he hurriedly left the classroom, covered his face and yelled hot eyes.
Zhou Yi laughed: "Don't talk nonsense."
Sun Ziming entered the classroom and returned the basketball: "Thank you, I will return to Zhao."
Zhou Yi took it.
Sun Ziming saw that he had a hair on his tip, and said with envy, "Tsk, I usually refuse to hook my shoulders and put my back on my back, but now I even touch my head. Zhou Yi, you are so selective about cleanliness." what happened?"
Zhou Yi also noticed it, he shook it off casually, pulled a piece of paper to wipe his hands: "Song Tong, you should wash your hair."
Song Tong whispered, "I just washed it last night."