My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn’t Need Any Comforting

With this feeling, I tried to curl down.

Qiao Shao turned to the last side first, and regarded it as the topic of the text. After reading it, he twisted heartily.

——A letter to mom.

This is undoubtedly the very simple type in the composition, the best one to write.

It is difficult to get high marks for this kind of question. It is too easy to write and it is not easy to be sharp. However, for ordinary students, at least 800 words can be written with ease when encountering this kind of question, instead of frowning like a dissertation .

The Chinese test was first regarded as writing as a convention. Even in the last test room, the students were all very beautiful, with a look of treasure.

Only Qiao Shao ...

He stared at the subject stubbornly, his limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't hold his pen.

A letter to my mother ...

Write to mom ...

mom……

Qiao Shao's sourness pierced his eyes. He quickly turned over the examination papers and did not dare to look at them again.

Can't write.

He can't write.

Qiao Shao held the pen vigorously, trying to calm himself down.

Don't think too much, the priority is to take a good exam.

He can start a new one with a good grade ...

Qiao Shao's words of relief in his mind disappeared.

The surroundings were extremely quiet.

The students started to do the questions, and the entire teaching building was as quiet as a grave.

Classes are held on weekdays with windows open in the classroom.

The teacher is also talking about knowledge at all times. Qiao Shao can concentrate on listening to the teacher's lecture without fear of quietness.

Even the occasional classroom quizzes are fine, mainly because the discipline is not so good. Song Yixu in his front seat always makes some sounds like this, and even sneaks to find him for answers ...

Even if the teacher is strict, the class is quiet, and there are still sounds outside.

There are classes in the gym on the playground, whistle from the physical education teacher, and even the sound of reading from the next class.

And He Shen.

It's nice to have a table at the same time, 345 he is so close to him, so close that he can hear his breathing when he sleeps.

But there was nothing on the test room.

For exams, the entire school looked like wearing huge noise-cancelling headphones.

The noise was gone, the sound was gone, and the closed windows blocked even the barking of insects outside.

Everyone was sitting quietly on their desks and chairs. No one looked at the other. Everyone was like an island standing in the sea, waiting for no boats to moor.

Qiao Shao saw nothing.

He was under an incandescent lamp, but he saw nothing change.

No windows, no wind, no sound.

No grave can be any quieter than it is.

Qiao Shao wants to overturn the tables and chairs, wants to break the wall, wants to yell, wants to yell, wants to run away ...

No ... no ...

This is the school, not the house where there is no sun.

Qiao Shao exhausted all his strength, and all he could do was to prevent himself from losing his temper in the examination room.

When the winding bell rang, Qiao Shao tried to catch his breath like a drowning rescued man.

When the teacher came to check the papers, he saw him like this and asked, "Classmate, are you uncomfortable?"

Qiao Shao gritted his teeth and said, "No."

The seat is different this time.

Although he was in a test room with Lou Xiao, Wei Jiayu, and Song Yixu, he was in the bottom third row.

All three were in the first row and didn't know his condition at all.

Lou Xiao heard the teacher's inquiry and glanced back.

Qiao Shao just bowed his head and staggered his vision.

In fact, even if looking at each other, Lou Xiao's vision could not see anything.

However, he still sent a message to He Shen: "What happened to your child?"

He Shen is the only person with a mobile phone in the first test room.

When he took out his mobile phone to check the information, the proctor's teacher also looked at him: "He Shen, your composition ..."

He Shen shook his cell phone and said, "Teacher, I still have something. Let's go first."

The proctor's teacher looked at the completely blank composition and couldn't say anything.

If this is a poor student, he can scold his head and scold his face, but congratulations ...

He Shen went outside the classroom and saw Lou Xiao's information.

He clenched his phone and strode to the last examination room.

When he saw the title of the composition, he remembered that Qiao Shao was hanging.

Qiao Shao was finally able to face the death of his mother. How could it be possible to write such a composition at this time?

Not to mention Qiao Shao, even when He Shen saw these words, his head was buzzing.

A letter to mom?

how to write.

He Shen didn't know how others were. He couldn't write it himself, and Qiao Shao couldn't write it.

When he arrived at the final examination room, He Shen just saw Qiao Shao come out.

He walked over and called him: "Qiao Shao."

Qiao Shao looked away when he saw him: "I will not go to the cafeteria for dinner at noon."

He Shen said: "What do you want to eat, I will take you ..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Shao whispered: "Can I stay alone for a while!"

He Shen frowned slightly.

Qiao Shao knew that he had a bad tone, but when he thought of how his Chinese papers were made, he faced He Shen, saying, "I'm tired, I want to go back to the dormitory to rest."

He Shen said, "I am with you ..."

Qiao Shao really didn't want to see him. He felt uncomfortable in his heart and said, "Can't you do that!"

Don't treat me as a child! But he couldn't say anything.

He Shen's face faded: "Then I'll go back."

Qiao Shao: "Yes."

With that said, Qiao Shao walked the fastest, but he almost rushed to the stairs without looking back and ran to the dormitory after leaving the teaching building.

Confession yet.

Do you want to confess with the last result?

Qiao Shao's heart was confused.

He Shen didn't go to the cafeteria either, he went directly to the school.

Lou Xiao gave him a cigarette: "You two have a fight?"

He Shen didn't touch the smoke, but his thin lips were clenched tightly, and his look was three points colder than before Qiao Shao's transfer.

Lou Xiao said, "You also think about him. Looking at a guy like you all day long, which good student will not be stressed?"

He likes to give up his studies, and occasionally thinks of He Shen's grades, his back teeth are sore, not to mention others.

Although Qiao Shao took the penultimate exam last time, the kid valued his achievements, and especially fell in love with He Shen. The pressure must be much greater than others.

After all, no one wants to be far worse than a lover.

He Shen was silent.

Lou Xiao is not a persuasive person. It can be said that these are unprecedented: "Don't shake your eyes in the past few days, let him rest assured to take the exam."

He Shen really felt sorry for his little lover.

It was a signing bag and breakfast, and Lou Xiao saw it.

Fortunately, it can also cause tremendous pressure.

Qiao Shao will be moved, but it will also make him pay more attention to this exam.

In particular, He Shen has been tutoring Qiao Shao.

Lin Lin always wanted to come down, that child would be unbearable and normal.

He Shen answered for a while, "Yes."

Leave such a monosyllable and go home.

Lou Xiao looked at him like this and simply took his roots.

Although Xiu Enai's old beast is annoying, but also much better than this man who dances monosyllabic.

It's so troublesome to fall in love.

The school bull took a look at the only cigarette left in the cigarette case-

Lao He is so miserable, draw another one for him.

In the math exam in the afternoon, Qiao Shao was better than in the morning, but he was still afraid of the quietness that penetrated into his bones, especially when he thought of He Shen, and his heart was even less flavorful.

I do n’t know how to finish the test, nor do I know what questions I have done.

Qiao Shao went back to the dormitory, and didn't want to eat anything.

He Shen will not meet him if he does not come to him.

The last test room is separated from the first test room by fifteen classrooms.

Too far.

Qiao Shao returned to the dormitory and heard Wei Jiayu answering Chen Chen's answer: "Sit down, choose b? Don't bluff me!"

When Chen Xu saw Qiao Shao, he said to Wei Jiayu, "OK, go and read English."

Wei Jiayu refused to accept: "I can't go wrong with this question, I ..."

Chen Xu stared at him.

Wei Lanmao realized afterwards that his little roommate had a low expression, then which pot he didn't mention: "Qiao Shao, are you back so early? Brother Shenzhen?"

Qiao Shao was half dead, but now he can be directly cremated.

Chen Xu threw the English note on his face: "Go back!"

Wei Jiayu got angry: "Chen glasses, you **** don't kick your nose, Lao Tzu ..."

Chen Xu has approached Qiao Shao, and Wen said, "Just let go after the exam, and there are two more tomorrow."

Qiao Shao smiled reluctantly: "Yes."

Chen Xu said, "I have new English examples here. Let's take a look?"

Qiao Shao said, "Okay."

Sitting at another table, Wei Lanmao whispered: "I will really be attentive, and rely on Qiao Xiaoshao to have a good attitude!

Before going to bed, Qiao Shao drew his cell phone from under the pillow. He didn't get the cell phone and encountered the wooden sign.

-Daji.

Qiao Shao was stabbed in his heart.

Sure enough, we shouldn't be superstitious, how can this thing count?

Thinking so, he was not willing to throw the wooden sign.

There is no 150 breakfast for the next day.

Chen told him to go to the cafeteria. Qiao Shao, who hadn't had two meals, didn't want to eat at all.

The stomach is so strange, it seems like a thought, even if empty, it can make you eat nothing.

Qiao Shao said casually, "I just have some bread, you go."

Actually he didn't eat anything.

Qiao Shao opened WeChat and looked at the top dialog box, hesitated for a long time and didn't open it.

He has to get used to it.

Adapt to days without congratulations.

After completing the exam on this day, Qiao Shao didn't even return to the dormitory, and took a taxi home.

Along the way, he kept thinking about looking at his mobile phone, and his head was full of the green WeChat icon.

He couldn't stand it later and simply shut down the machine.

Da Qiao was on a business trip and called Qiao Shao's mobile phone: "I will definitely be back before bed, but I won't be back for dinner."

Qiao Shao coaxed him: "It's okay not to come back at night."

Qiao Zongmin said: "That's impossible, you have to go home many nights."

Qiao Shao said nothing more.

Aunt Wu hung up and asked him, "What does Shao Shao want?"

Qiao Shao didn't want to worry her, he asked, "Sea crabs are quite fat recently?"

Aunt Wu immediately said, "Fat! I'll do it for you!"

Qiao Shao smiled: "Well, hard Aunt Wu."

Aunt Wu said: "What are you polite to me? I can be happiest if you eat well!"

Although only Qiao Shao was alone, Aunt Wu made a table.

The crab was handled well, the crab legs were broken, and the crab meat was carefully selected and placed in the crab shell. Qiao Shao only needed to eat it.

The side dishes are refreshing seasonal vegetables, and the shrimp and crab porridge that is soft and delicious ...

Qiao Shao liked it, but he looked disgusted when he saw it.

He can't eat.

He didn't want to eat at all.

His mind was full of scorched ham, not too crispy carrots and fried eggs with too much oil, and pies with too salty filling.

He missed the 150 points in that white lunch box.

The author has something to say: first bitter then [giant] sweet ~

Has the nutrient solution reached 120,000?

Can I add more today?

I want to feed you, I do n’t know if you want to feed me ~

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