Fake Slackers

He Dynasty obtained the test paper, habitually sweep the question from beginning to end, there is probably a number of the difficulty of the set of questions in mind, then write a pen, and write the draft directly in the blank space of the test paper.

There was a mess in my mind, and the words I wrote were uncertain.

He sat on the steps on the top floor, Xie Yu sat at the corner of the stairs, and the two of them went up and down, face to face.

He remembered what Eddie said to Xie Yu in the game as he played the draft.

Doesn't seem like a good word.

He Dynasty's brain reacted slowly, the tip of the pen touched thin paper, and after writing down a root number two, it did not move again. The ink fainted, and after a while, he stared at the black ink and remembered the last thing he needed to beat up. I don't know what to think. He said: "... I'll give you three questions? ”

Xie Yu's hat has not yet been removed. He covered his head and lowered his head. From the perspective of He Dynasty, all he could see in the past was his nose and chin. His mouth was squeezed. He looked a little emotional.

Can't it be bad?

Xie Yu squeezed the pen in his hand and thought it was a little more likely to meet this idiot in his dream. Maybe it was a dream.

Xie Yu sighed slowly at the subject: “Okay, you let it go. I'll make you ten. ”

He Dynasty: “…”

Two classes slept and played games all day, pulled the three classes equally to the cliffs by themselves, the class didn't even know which page to turn the grade mattress, and now sat in the hallway talking wildly.

Usually in school, the most frequent conversation is: What is the teacher talking about?

- Don't know.

- Do you know that?

- I won't.

- I'm relieved to see you don't. So you finished your homework?

Now I feel a little tranced after putting on the harsh talk.

He Zhao brought this "College Exam Selection", Xie Yu didn't pick much, it was almost difficult, tearing one down by hand, picked up the phone and looked at it for a moment, and after reading it, threw the phone directly to the ground.

Half an hour, almost 11 o'clock.

Xie Yu was still skeptical until he saw what He Dynasty could answer, even though there was an incredible idea in his heart that kept coming out.

He dynasty wrote two questions in a flurry of emotions.

He held the pen, raised his finger bone joint, looked at the ugly to flying words on the test paper, and stunned to change the pen from his right hand to his left.

Xie Yu had not finished writing before 11 o'clock, looked up and looked at him. The idiot on the stairs also stopped writing and put the test paper on his knees to look at him.

The two looked at each other in peace and quiet for a moment.

Xie Yu walked up the steps with the test paper. When he went to get the one on his knees, he pressed the test paper with one hand. His other hand grabbed his wrist and whispered, “Well, let me go? ”

“Aren't you arrogant,” Xie Yu said, pulling the test papers out of his hand a little bit, smoking half as hard as he could, "let go. ”

Xie Yu was still saying in his heart that it was impossible, and he saw the test paper... he was speechless.

Apart from the previous lines of ugly characters, the other words on the paper, although the pen sharp, are still crazy and audacious, the pen is strong, it is kind of irregularly beautiful, it doesn't look like the same person wrote the previous lines at all.

Xie Yu didn't know what to say. She turned the paper over and looked at it again, making sure it wasn't her own eyes.

“I'm left-handed,” he explained, "but my right hand is not bad, it's different style, my right hand is more proud to spill off some...”

He's been using his left hand since he was a kid. However, the family consciously asked him to practice his right hand, trying to take advantage of the child's age plate, for a long time, “left” is not too obvious.

“Correct it. It's dog shit. ”

Xie Yuxin said that this person came with the question king, Eddie, and it was no surprise that the words suddenly turned good. The business ability was excellent. But he couldn't say it was on fire, so he said, "What could you possibly have misunderstood about the pride throw off? ”

Half an hour of question time is a little tight, He Dynasty jumped very seriously, three steps and one step at a time, and the large blank question area used half, calculate the answer in the draft area, and then directly tick the answer circle even the final step.

Xie Yu carefully looked at the first question from the beginning, and saw from the beginning that there was basically nothing wrong except that the pen missed a decimal point when he counted the final answer.

He Dynasty is also watching him.

I swept a glance and found the top ten questions of my boyfriend really empty.

It's arrogant to say that ten questions makes ten.

Looking down, each question is clear and concise.

He Dynasty had seen that "X God” brush question before, and logic thinking could not fool people. Whether it's choosing from a cut-in angle or a small habit of highlighting important conditions when asking questions, it's exactly the same as the paper in front of you.

Even if you don't want to believe the answer, the facts are before you.

Xie Yu felt something coming out of her head just a little bit and out of control. I can't tell you how that feels. After shock, the most intuitive feeling is to look at each other like a fool and look at yourself more like a fool.

He Zhao opened his mouth and before he could say anything, he saw Xie Yu slit his sleeve and said: “I don't know what to say at the moment. So, give me 10 minutes. ”

He Dynasty: “No, violence will not solve the problem. Let us calmly sit down...”

The four words “talk well" have not been fully said. Xie Yu has already done it.

He Dynasty stood with one hand on the stairs, retreating up and down the side. He hadn't stood steady yet, and the face was another note.

With the wind, without mercy.

The space in the hallway is already small, and neither of us can do it, although it doesn't really move, but it's not a joke. Especially Xie Yu, who since childhood can't solve anything can rub people on the ground, can do it, absolutely no bullshit Blackwater Street Buster.

He Chao was beaten while saying in his heart, "My old boyfriend, it's so fucking cute not to say anything but to do it."

Small hallway.

Several people walked on the lower floors and the footsteps slowly circled up the spinning staircase.

“I don't know what to say. ”

From meeting at the doorstep of Century City to seeing the other party's near-full score paper, that kind of action gradually subsided.

Two people sat side by side on the stairs, each organizing a language.

Xie Yu wiped the corner of his mouth with his finger and was just kissed by this person. He slowed down for a while and asked: "Do you have cigarettes? ”

“Kids can't smoke," He Dynasty stroked a lollipop out of his pocket, pink wrapper, and he scratched the stick and asked, "... will it just take a second? ”

Xie Yu picked it up and removed the sugar paper.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Xie Yu split it in half and remembered the study material that he had taken a long time to sort out. He said, "You know what the fuck I'm doing to sort that out...”

He Dynasty interrupted: “Grade two, what's wrong with you? ”

Referring to those two learning emails, Xie Yu stopped speaking in half, and then he remembered "The Complete Solution of High School Textbooks", which somehow appeared on his desk, and caught a glimpse of something wrong.

“Did you buy the book? ”

He Zhao pondered the word "tidy up” and also came back to him: “Did you send the email? ”

“ …… ”

Xie Yu didn't speak, rubbing the sugar paper into a bunch of hands and grabbing it.

Fuck, that's all there is to it.

I went around and was worried sick.

He Dynasty held his palm on the steps and was stuck by the edge of the steps. Suddenly he wanted to laugh a little: “I thought... mainly Wanda they were analyzing things like that. ”

Xie Yu said: "Like a fart, you can believe it like that. ”

The next few floors of footsteps kept moving, and now they finally stopped.

The hallway looks a little empty.

He Zhaobing smiled, sat on the steps, looked down from above, his gaze swung, silent for a while, and said: “Do you remember the last time we had dinner at the electronics side, the one that hit... Dumpster. ”

Xie Yu bit the sugar, with something in his mouth, and blurred “hmm”.

The Ho Dynasty thought that there could never be a day to speak voluntarily about that matter, and could only be pressed into his heart.

It's crushed.

It's blocked, can't come up or down.

Actually, it's been a few years. A lot of details have become less memorable, but whenever he thinks he can almost forget, he always wakes up sweaty one night.

When he finished talking about it, he still didn't dare to look at Xie Yu's face.

All over my head, will my child think that he is such a bad person, will he be disappointed, will he...

He Chao thought about it. He didn't realize that his palm had been stuck at the edge of the steps, and a mark had been made.

Xie Yu didn't say anything “It's okay, it's not your fault”, he didn't say "You really did it wrong”, and he didn't blame or comfort me.

As he became more and more baseless in his heart, Xie Yu pinched the fine plastic stick, took the sugar out of his mouth and handed it to him.

“Brother, eat. ”