Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

In the last semester of the third year of high school, everything seemed to be abnormally calm before the war.

Tang Xia and Han Yu repeat the three-point-one-line life every day, dormitory, classroom, and cafeteria. Wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog. Although these words are rough, they really fit well when used to describe college entrance examination candidates.

After the mock exam at the end of February, Mr. Luo reshuffled the seats in Class 6, with those with poor grades sitting forward and those with good grades moving back, in order to allow those students who struggled academically to have a better The position, seize the precious time before the college entrance examination.

As a class teacher, she will not give up any student.

Tang Xia was in the fourth row, a middle-class class, and Han Yu was in the third row, a lower-class class.

One time during evening self-study, the young man was seriously doing exercises, and suddenly whispered: "Tang Xia, I have to go to the same university as you."

The way he spoke was inexplicably charming.

Tang Xia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

But in fact, it is very difficult to be admitted to the same college.

Haicheng also implemented the policy of filling in volunteers before the exam that year. The school will issue a volunteer form in early May. Students need to consider their own abilities, performance in the exam room, university, major, etc. Subjective and objective, they decide to fill in the volunteers comprehensively. Case.

Specifically, they first need to estimate the ranking of these colleges and universities this year based on the admission scores of major universities and majors in previous years, and then accurately determine their current level in the city and even the country, because filling out the volunteers before the exam There is an obvious disadvantage, that is - if the first choice fails, it will not retreat to the second choice.

In other words, even if Han Yu filled in the same volunteer report in order to go to the same university as Tang Xia, he might not be able to get exactly the same score in the test.

So Tang Xia analyzed Han Yu like this, and finally comforted him: "It's okay, even if we're not together, we can still meet after the holiday."

After all, the neighborhood is just a few blocks away...

"No." As a result, Han Yu shook his head and said solemnly, "We must be together."

"..." Tang Xia choked.

The boy's determined expression is quite cute.

She couldn't help laughing again.

childish.

Han Yu is childish.

He and Tang Xia's grades are quite close, and they shouldn't fall too much in the remaining three months, so if they grit their teeth and put in more effort, and improve liberal arts, especially English, it won't be difficult to get into a university.

I'm afraid that there will be problems when the two of them perform on the spot. This is an uncontrollable factor.

But Han Yu can't control that much now.

He picked up the vocabulary handbook that accompanied him throughout his high school career. Although the teacher no longer stares at the dictation every day, the boy can memorize it by himself.

English is accumulation, and Han Yu didn't have a good foundation, so he could only make up for it.

That period of time was really tormenting. He even had dreams for several nights, and he was still reciting words in a daze.

Due to intense study and heavy pressure, Han Yu's appetite has always been poor, and he has lost a lot of weight for some reason. Moreover, the school food is hard to describe. If the dormitory students want to supplement some nutrition, they have to rely on the only day off every weekend to go home and have a big meal.

But to be honest, at that time, due to lack of sleep and overuse of the brain, even if everyone felt hungry, when they really ate, they would lose interest after a few sips.

Tasteless.

Just want to sleep, the kind that can't wake up.

Tang Xia was worried that Han Yu's body would not last, so she went to the vegetable market on Sunday to buy an old hen.

Because she heard that the boiled chicken soup is very nourishing.

As a result, the old hen didn't buy it, but met Qi Hui who was shopping in the vegetable market with his mother.

"Hey, little tail?"

Qi Hui waved at Tang Xia from afar.

"Who is Little Tail?" Mother Qi was surprised.

"Oh, the one I kept telling you about, the girl Han Yu likes," Qi Hui opened his mouth and said, and finally came to his senses, and suddenly lowered his voice to remind his mother, "That girl has a thin skin, don't—"

"I know, I know, your mother can tell, don't worry," Qi's mother nodded and agreed, then changed the subject, and asked tentatively, "Then do you have a small tail, small wings, small ears, and a small nose?"

Qi Hui stared, "Mom!"

At the same time as he was yelling, Tang Xia happened to come close.

"Hello, Auntie." She called obediently, with a touch of tenderness in her crooked eyes.

"Okay, okay," Qi's mother was very kind, and after looking at Qi back, she turned her gaze back to Tang Xia, "You guys talk, I'll go over there and buy some more vegetables."

Qi Hui wished he could leave his mother's side as soon as possible, and as soon as he heard this, he seemed to have received a pardon, and dragged Tang Xia to run to the other side.

"Thank you so much, Tang Xia. If I hadn't met you, I would still have to go shopping with her." Qi scratched his head and smiled heartily.

It was warm and cold, and the sky was slightly cleared.

"Speaking of which, why do you know how to go to the vegetable market?" Tang Xia was puzzled.

"My dad doesn't want to, so she dragged me to carry her a vegetable basket," Qi Hui said, raising his hand. The vegetable basket was already filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables, as well as a bag of big bones and a freshly cut crucian carp. , "What about you? It's strange that you go to the vegetable market."

Tang Xia sighed and briefly explained Han Yu's recent physical condition.

From winter to spring, there is a large temperature difference between day and night. The boarding students leave early and return late every day, so they can easily catch cold. Han Yu had a low-grade fever for the past two days, and he was lying in the dormitory now. He heard from his roommate that the guy had already memorized English, and there was a vocabulary booklet beside his pillow.

"You can't cook an old hen even if you bought it. Besides, where is the soup in the dormitory?" Qi Hui glanced at Tang Xia in disgust.

Due to the busy senior year, they only take one day off a week, so their dormitory students go home almost once or twice a month. What Qi Hui said was right, Tang Xia bought it, but she didn't know how to make it, and had no place to do it.

The girl pursed her lips.

"How about this, you come with me to my house, I will ask my mother to buy an old hen, and when it is cooked, you take it to Han Yu to drink, and tell him to finish the chicken by the way."

"Huh?" Tang Xia was stunned.

"Ah what, hurry up, it's not easy to buy old hens, you have to hurry up." Qi Hui did what he said, dragged Tang Xia along and turned around excitedly to find his mother.

In the end, the old hen really didn't buy it.

They simply bought a tortoise.

Tang Xia sat awkwardly on the sofa, and through the glass door of the kitchen, she saw Qi Hui pacing back and forth inside, as if he was instructing Qi's mother how to cook the soft-shelled turtle soup well.

The girl suddenly felt envious.

She has never experienced a harmonious scene, and she will never have another chance in this life.

five minutes later.

Mother Qi couldn't help but drive Qi Hui out of the kitchen.

Tang Xia laughed "puchi".

"Would you like to take you there later?"

The girl waved her hand, "No need, it's not far anyway."

Qi Hui didn't insist. After Qi's mother cooked the soup, she planned to keep Tang Xia for dinner, but after the latter declined politely, he solemnly handed over the thermos box to her, and said word by word—

"Tell Han Yu, what to eat to make up for what to eat!" ##### The subway is down today, and there is no air conditioning in the car! No air conditioning! No air conditioning! What does this mean in the summer~ I can’t describe it in words~ My whole body is dizzy from the heat, and my eyes are black. I am afraid that I will fall on the road from heatstroke~ I need a hug even if I am strong~