Early in the morning, the classroom was filled with the smell of food.

The student committee member dug his head and corrected the last two math problems, looking around with his nose: "Who shamelessly smuggled into fried chicken? Is it that we can study with peace of mind? Is Gao Tianyang you?"

Gao Tianyang chuckled wickedly and took out a whole box of fried chicken from the belly of the table to show off: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat it? Get the English exercise papers for exchange."

"Damn!" There were shouting around, "I almost forgot that I still have English!"

"Hurry, come on a kind person!"

Yesterday, English teacher Yang Jing left them three exercise papers as homework, with a total of 150 multiple-choice questions. Many people fell asleep before they finished it, and howled here this morning.

"I knew you guys definitely didn't write it." Gao Tianyang turned his head with the box in his arms, "I also knew that our Sheng Wang Dashang was as good as English, and he must have finished writing it, so I was ready to even bribe money."

He turned his head yelledly, but saw Sheng Wang, who was on the back table, laying down the sleeves of the school uniform that he used to roll his elbows and hugging them to his wrist.

Most of the people in the class were wandering around to do their homework, but he seemed to be asleep.

"Hey?" Gao Tianyang was carrying the fried chicken box and swaying around Shengwang, "Brother? Why are you sleepy when you haven't started yet? Do you save your life first and then sleepy?"

Sheng Wang was still lying down, and he only freed one hand to fumble in the belly of the table. After a moment, he took out three papers and patted them on the table.

"Thank you, Lord Long." Gao Tianyang put the fried chicken box on his table and said, "This is a little filial breakfast. Do you want to taste it?"

Sheng Wang said in a muffled voice: "I'm holding on."

"What are you doing? The nasal sound is so heavy?" Gao Tianyang learned from Old Wu tone and pinched his voice and said slowly: "Is it possible that he is crying?" He asked for nothing, but he still raised his orchid and pointed Shengwang.

Sheng Wang raised his head silently and looked at him expressionlessly: "Cry your grandma."

When he looked up, Gao Tianyang closed his fingers, "Damn? Are you feeling so bad? Are you sick?"

"It seems a bit, I forgot to turn the air conditioner up at night."

"It seems like you are like this?" Gao Tianyang said angrily, "The disease is all about it on his face. Do you want to go to the infirmary to prepare some medicine?"

"Where is the infirmary?" Sheng Wang asked.

There were many people in the classroom and the air conditioning was always full of air conditioning. He felt uncomfortable when he went out in the morning, and he lay here for a while and became more and more serious. His voice was lazy and hoarse.

Gao Tianyang said: "There is a slope on the west gate of the school, and the infirmary is up along the steps."

Sheng Wang: "Where is the West?"

“…”

Gao Tianyang grabbed his ears and happened to see someone passing by, so he took a handful of them and said, "Brother Tian, ​​where is Xi?"

It is common for Jiang Tian to be called to the office before morning class. There are always many teachers who look for him, and everyone is used to it. He put a stack of papers brought by the office on the desk of the school committee, turned to ask Gao Tianyang: "What is the West?"

Sheng Wang glanced at him and happened to run into Jiang Tian's drooping eyes.

Perhaps it was affected by the incident in the morning that the two of them had a glimpse of sight.

Gao Tianyang was not aware of this subtle details and was still talking to Jiang Tian: "Western, east, west, south, north and north. I just talked to Sheng Wang about the west gate of the school, but he asked me where the west was, and he was stunned."

Sheng Wang did not raise his eyes anymore, and looked sleepy with his eyelids. The sick people were always in a bad mood, which was particularly obvious to him.

Outside the classroom, there was a thunder rolling, and the sky was dark. There were lights on in the classroom, and Jiang Tian’s shadow landed on his desk, which was a ball of overlapping dark gray.

"Western" Gao Tianyang stretched out his hand and tried to point in that direction.

Before he could find the exact location, Sheng Wang heard Jiang Tian say, "That door of Xile."

His voice was always low and heavy, and he fell from his head with a little hoarseness left at the end of the voice change period.

Sheng Wang said "Oh" and nodded to show that he knew.

However, Gao Tianyang didn't react: "What joy?"

After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "Ah, I remembered it. Yes, the convenience store in Ximen is called Xile, but I don't go there often, so I just buy two bottles of water in physical education classes, and it's closer to the playground. Do you know?"

Sheng Wang seemed to be asleep again, and after a few seconds, he said, "I've had dinner there."

"Why don't I know that there is still food there?" Gao Tianyang has always been running fast as a sports committee member. Although he often complains that the first-year high school animals occupied the canteen, he can seize food from a tiger's mouth every day and has not felt the bitterness of being squeezed into a convenience store.

"Yes." Sheng Wang replied.

Now, even Gao Tianyang's rough nerves were aware that something was wrong.

He took advantage of Sheng Wang's head not raising his head, and secretly pointed to his head and said to Jiang Tian silently with an exaggerated mouth: It seems that he is in a bad mood, and I don't know which idiot is messing with him.

After saying that, he found that Jiang Tian had no intention of showing off to him, and just looked at him without expression.

Gao Tianyang continued to exaggerately "say": Why are you holding your face? Is it that my gestures are too ugly?

Before Jiang Tian could react, he suddenly became happy: It wouldn't be... you were the ones who messed with it?

To die, he scolded Jiang Tian for being stupid.

Gao Tianyang's face immediately became exciting. He looked at Jiang Tian's face and tentatively said: Did you really mess with him?

Given Gao Tianyang's understanding of Jiang Tian, ​​he will nod if he is so angry. If he is not offended, he will definitely say, "What does it have to do with me?"

But this time, Jiang Tian only looked at Sheng Wang and said nothing.

I saw a ghost!

Gao Tianyang muttered, not daring to say more.

He poked Sheng Wang, who was drowsy again, said: "Everyone knows where Ximen is. Do you take the time to go to the infirmary later?"

"It's too far, I won't go." Sheng Wang sniffed, blocking the feeling of blockage made him frown irritably.

He turned up the collar of his school uniform, pulled the open front closure, and pulled the zipper all the way to his head.

The collar of the school uniform of the attached high school was dark blue. After it was fully erected, it covered half of his face below the tip of his nose, making his skin pale.

He held the zipper head of the collar in his mouth, pulled his sleeve and lay back on the table, and said vaguely: "Call me in class."

However, Gao Tianyang and Jiang Tian did not call him in class.

Two classes in the morning were English classes, which talked about 150 exercises from last night. English teacher Yang Jing was tall and liked to walk on stilts. She stood on the podium with her stilettoes. She could see the real-time dynamics of more than 40 people in the class.

She saw Sheng Wang at a glance, and her index finger pressed against the podium and said, "What are you doing? That person who is lying down, is he arrogant because of his high English score?"

Hearing this, the whole class looked over.

Gao Tianyang raised his hand with countless eyes, and Yang Jing raised his chin at him: "Tell me."

"He is sick." Gao Tianyang explained.

"Oh." Yang Jing nodded and said, "Okay, lie down. When he wakes up, please tell him and come to me for an interview after lunch break."

Gao Tianyang: “…”

What was that joke about interviewing Yang Jing? This lady was afraid of the principal when she became fierce.

Last week's weekly exam, the radio was broken when he was playing English listening, which was wasted twenty minutes of the students. The vice principal and Xu Dazui from the Political and Education Department were responsible for patrolling the second year of high school. The two middle-aged men were blocked by Yang Jing in the corridor and criticized for ten minutes. They didn't say a word and were sweating. They were still tissue borrowed from the squad leader of Class A by the window.

Gao Tianyang regretted it and said, "Then why would you better call him up."

Yang Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "You dare to shout."

Gao Tianyang retreated into the school uniform and said, "Forget it."

Sister Jing has never played according to common sense. The classmates in Class A are afraid and love her, so no one dares to mess with her.

Yang Jing rushed to a boy in the front row and stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, give me the test paper."

The boy's name is Qi Jiahao, the English class representative in Class A. He is very proud of his face and is tall and big. He should never sit in front of him, depending on his body shape. But his eyesight is really poor. He has been struggling with the class teacher for a month and finally grinds himself to the first row.

Yang Jing doesn’t like using case papers in class comments, and she always teaches the papers of the class representatives. The students in Class A have long been accustomed to it.

For Qi Jiahao, it was extremely exciting to be requisitioned by Yang Jing, because all the mistakes would be exposed to her nose, which was so rude to her. But on the other hand, he felt that he had received special treatment and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Qi Jiahao handed over the test paper, Yang Jing glanced and suddenly changed her mind: "Forget it, let me give you a chance today, and I will requisition it for another person."

Everyone's scalp tightened and they lowered their heads, fearing that Sister Jing would take a look at him in the crowd.

Every time this lady encounters a wrong problem on the paper, she must pick up Qi Jiahao and argue. It is not enough to just criticize him. She also needs to point people to talk about grammar and answer questions one by one. If she can't explain it, she will stand there. There are more than 40 people in the class, and she can stand in her class. Who wouldn't be timid?

She raised her head, her eyes circled Sheng Wang twice, and finally landed on the table behind him: "Jiang Tian."

The whole class breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then looked over in an orderly manner.

Jiang Tian always had that face, and was not afraid at all. He picked up the papers on the table and was about to raise his foot when Yang Jing said, "Hand me the papers of the person in front of you."

Jiang Tian glanced at the head of the table Shengwang in front of him and said, "The paper is in the belly of the table, and he is blocking it."

Yang Jing said: "Oh, then take it out."

“…”

Jiang Tian is not from the Political and Education Department and has never practiced the ability to take out tables. He held the table and looked at the one who was unconscious in front of him, which was a little troublesome.

He looked at Yang Jing, walked to Shengwang and stretched out his hand into the table.

Sheng Wang's school uniform looked tightly blocked, but in fact the edges were empty. When Jiang Tian's arm rubbed the wrinkles of the fabric, a thought without a head and no end suddenly appeared in his mind.

This person is really a little thin.

He touched the three papers in the belly of the table and was about to pull them out, but suddenly someone grabbed his wrist.

He saw the man lying on the table move and raise his head from his right elbow. The hair on his forehead was slightly chaotic, his eyes were half open, and there was a light bending of light in his eyes.
To be continued...