During the September school season, cicadas were vaguely screaming from the thick shade on both sides of the school roads in the Affiliated Middle School, one sound longer than the other.

After experiencing the night before, Cheng Yu's eyes were black and his steps were floating. Without taking two steps, he put his hands on Liang Xian's shoulder, "Brother, help me, just help me."

Liang Xian was tall and didn't cooperate very much. Cheng Yu was hung up by him for two steps, raised his middle finger, turned his target and leaned on Ke Lijie.

"Are you fat? It's such a big lump?"

Ke Lijie said bluntly.

Cheng Yu sighed heavily, "Don't mention it, it must have been swollen last night when I was working all night."

"When did you care so much about homework?"

Yu Chuan said next to him.

The few of them grew up together and were very familiar with each other's tempers.

A professional owed proprietor who is like Cheng Yu adheres to the optimistic creed of "If you can do it, don't do it, if you can do it, if you can, you will be delayed, and if you drag it, you may disappear."

Although the affiliated high school is one of the best public high schools in Pingcheng, no matter how high the students are, they are just a group of little kids in their fifteen or sixteen. I hope they can study hard during the holidays?

It's better to dream.

Therefore, most of the summer homework teachers only accept it in a form, and sometimes even give it to the class representative for inspection.

"As soon as you saw that you didn't listen to me seriously yesterday," Cheng Yu raised his neck angrily, "Ming Si and I are in the same class! If you don't do your homework well, she won't get me to clean up!"

"That's quite pitiful," Liang Xian raised his hand casually, touched the branches and leaves on his head, smiling carelessly and with a little bit of a slight slap in the wrong place, "You ask for good luck."

"I'd like to be blessed?"

Cheng Yu widened his eyes in disbelief, his tone rising, "Brother, you are in the same class as me!"

Liang Xian's hand was stuck in the air and turned his head.

"You, I, Ming Si, a class," Cheng Yu emphasized word by word, and then whispered, "I secretly asked for information from the teacher, and they all ignored it."

Liang put his hands back into his pants pocket.

"So have you written your homework?"

Cheng Yu asked.

Liang Xian: "No."

"Hahahahaha, you can't write with your toes," Ke Lijie gloated and looked him up and down, laughing louder, "He is not wearing a school uniform yet!"

Liang Xian: "..."

——

At the school gate, Ming Si stood with a group of cadres from the student union.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and a crimson bow tied to the collar of her school uniform shirt, which set off a bright and beautiful face that looked from afar. Her back stood there with her back straight, automatically distinguishing herself from the crowd next to her.

Perhaps it was because of this temperament that Liang Xian saw her at first sight.

"Brother Xian, I'll talk to Ming Si later. You ask Yu Chuan and Ke Lijie to put you in the middle and go over quietly."

Cheng Yu is quite good at tactics, "Don't lose the civilization score on the first day of school."

Still die at the hands of your own people.

Liang Xian sneered lightly, lazy, "Let her deduct it."

Cheng Yu raised his face, "No, I can't watch such a sad and irritating thing happen!"

Unfortunately, things were not as good as others wished. Before Cheng Yu could come to Ming Si to block his sight, she pushed him away mercilessly.

Ming Si walked straight to Liang Xian with her arms around and stood still.

Cheng Yu hurriedly walked up and stuck it between them, "If you have something to say, don't fight!"

"Who wants to fight?" Ming Si raised his eyes and didn't understand what this person was thinking all day long. She was too lazy to talk nonsense. She photographed Feng Jiben on Liang Xian and "signed it yourself."

Liang Xian took the notebook with one hand, picked up the pen, and habitually wanted to write it up. Suddenly, "How many shifts am I in?"

Ming Si was speechless, "Eighteen."

Cheng Yu tilted his head next to him, and always felt that the atmosphere between them seemed to be different.

Take this question and answer for example. Although the attitude is not very good, the picture is quite harmonious.

——

Class 18 is on the third floor of the Yueli Building, and there is a large platform facing the door, with a very wide view.

The class was noisy and was in the stage of recognizing relatives, "I see you familiar with you and I look at you familiar with you."

When Liang Xian arrived, he immediately attracted the attention of most people.

After a brief quiet, Song Yuyang threw down the book in his hand and walked over, greeting him warmly, "Brother, are you in Class 18?"

Liang Xian responded and raised his hand and slapped him.

Song Yuyang: "Wait a minute to play basketball?"

"OK."

Liang Xian subconsciously agreed and took two steps to change the subject, "I don't have time today."

Song Yuyang: “…”

Before the teacher came, everyone's seats were just randomly seated.

Liang found a window position, which was relatively quiet.

He threw his shoulder bag on the table, took the summer homework book specially made by the affiliated high school from it, and turned the pen between his index finger and middle finger.

"Haha," Cheng Yu sat down next to him, "I didn't expect that I would have a day to watch people make up for my homework."

Then soon, he couldn't laugh.

Because Liang Xian was writing questions very fast, Cheng Yu had not even finished reading the question, so he had already put "A" on it casually.

"Damn it," Cheng Yu exclaimed, "Brother, you are really good at math!"

"stupid."

At some point, Ming Si appeared in the aisle next to her. She glanced at the two of them, "He didn't read the question."

Cheng Yu: “…”

Is there any such operation?

"Come a boy to help you move the book!"

Someone shouting outside the door.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

When Cheng Yu heard this, he was summoned and rushed out.

"Run so fast."

Ming Si muttered, sat down in his position, supported her cheek with one hand, and said contemptuously, "Why not make up for it, who are you lying to?"

Liang Xian really stopped writing and leaned against the wall next to him, smiling as if he was silent, "Then let's discuss it, don't remember my name?"

His appearance, coupled with a slightly low voice, almost without being too exposed, would appear frivolous and ambiguous.

Ming Si snorted, "I think beautifully."

"You are a new official, how can you burn your own people in three ways?" Liang Xian supported his forehead with one hand, lazily, and his pen was turning his fingertips, "Isn't it good to catch others?"

"Sorry, everyone is treated equally in front of the school rules," Ming Si smiled and knocked on the table again, "Also, who is with you, don't get close to you."

"You move out of my house before you say this."

The beam is now against the wall, reminding me intently.

Ming Si: "..."

Speaking of this, she became a little weak in her momentum.

The affiliated high school is compulsory for accommodation in the second year of high school. Unless you live within ten minutes of the school, you can apply for an out-of-stay accommodation.

Ming Si's family is far away from the Affiliated Middle School and is not used to living in a dormitory. She is currently living in the apartment rented by Liang Xian.

Both adults knew about this. The Liang family couldn't control what Liang Xian did and didn't want to care about it. The Ming family felt that it would be good to have the opportunity to have a good relationship with the two children. If they had a relationship every day, they would be happy to catch up with this family.

Last night was the first time they "living together". The 38th line between the master bedroom and the guest bedroom was clearly marked. The relationship between the roommates who did not violate the wells was harmonious.

"I'll move tomorrow."

Ming Si was not angry.

Do you think she's willing to live with him?

"Don't," Liang Xian looked at her angry look and felt funny, "Don't move, please live."

His words were not a tone of quarrel, but the ending sound was a bit soft, which meant to admit defeat. Ming Si gave an expression of "You are still cognitive".

She was about to get up to find the sisters in the same class, but the head teacher came in from the front door with a stack of books at this time, and everything in the class was silent in an instant.
To be continued...