Feng Wuli opened his eyes and felt that he had had a long dream.
He thought for a long time and took out his mobile phone from under the pillow. On March 2, 2018, it was gray outside before dawn. .
There were a lot of messages on the lock screen of his mobile phone, and he always refused to read all kinds of junk messages.
One of the Alipay messages indicated that it was 5:24 am.
That was twenty minutes ago.
[Alipay] Wang Xilou: I took away your chick.
"……"ill.
When he turned around, he unexpectedly disturbed a certain zombie.
"...You're holding my hair down." Wang Xilou didn't know when he got into his bed again, his voice was muffled.
The zombie also snatched away all his quilts.
I always feel like this scene seems familiar.
He looked at the sky and saw that it was still dark. Without even thinking about it, he snatched the quilt back from him.
"Give Master some quilts..." Her voice was waxy.
"Go back to your room and sleep."
"Master took care of you until three o'clock last night. You were drunk and noisy... and you even vomited!"
"Really?" Feng Wuli didn't believe it.
"Really~ Give Master some quilts, it's cold~"
"It's almost dawn. Get up quickly and make breakfast. I have to go to school later."
She let out a long sigh, rubbed her eyes reluctantly and stood up. After a long time, she finally sat up, but there was no movement for a long time.
Feng Wuli felt something was wrong, and turned around to look. Sure enough, the zombie was in a stage from being half asleep to slowly building up anger and brewing emotions after being woken up.
Once he's done with his anger, he's dead.
Feng Wuli quickly pressed down the zombie who was sitting up straight, and helped to cover it with a quilt and seal it: "You must have stayed up all night watching dramas last night. You really should sleep for a while."
Wang Xilou rolled up the quilt and turned over, facing away from him.
Feng Wuli was completely sleepless, sighed, got up, brushed his teeth, washed and got ready for school.
Nothing happened in March, and April entered smoothly.
The weather is getting a little hotter again.
More than two months after school started, the senior year of high school ushered in the first monthly exam.
Chinese and mathematics will be tested on Thursday, and science will be tested on Friday morning and English will be tested in the afternoon.
It started to rain as soon as the exam came.
It was raining continuously in the open space outside the teaching building, and the misty rain was hazy, falling on the playground and raising a white mist.
Moving tables and chairs in the classroom is more messy than the vegetable market, and there is still a stack of information to read.
Feng Wuli is also reading Chinese, but he doesn't like to take notes. Su's mother just told him last semester, look at the notes taken by your deskmate, and see that your book is blank. When the time comes, people will have notes to review, and you What to see?
As a result, Jiang Nao said at that time: "It's okay, he can see me then."
So Feng Wuli is now reading the book of his former deskmate.
This character is quite beautiful. How on earth is it written? Why can't he write it?
When the alarm bell rang, he put the eldest lady's books back into her bookcase and left the classroom to go to his examination room.
Taking the Chinese language test was like sitting in jail. The rain outside the window fell and stopped for a while, but the sun didn't shine. Feng Wuli squeezed out 800 words in his composition like toothpaste.
He is average in mathematics, 140 is considered normal performance, 145 depends on his condition, and a perfect score requires a little bit of luck.
At around five o'clock in the evening, the dormitory students were finishing their meals and cleaning up the housework. The teaching building was empty, leaving only a few top students working hard.
There was a sudden power outage in the classroom.
People who were still in the classroom came out to the corridor.
Feng Wuli took a bag of cat food and went down to feed the cat. He met the fat man who had returned from the dormitory and asked him to check his answers. He chose to fill in the blanks and all were correct.
The fat man asked: "Aren't you going up?" He was curious about why this man was always so leisurely and at a slow pace.
"There's a power outage, it's very boring."
The fat man wiped his forehead with sweaty hands and decided to hang out with him in the playground below to cool off.
"Sister Shang has chatted with me three times in the last month. She may have to call me out tonight."
"Tsinghua and Peking University seeds are normal."
"It's all awkward chatting, why not let me go back and write more about reading comprehension." The fat man was speechless.
"Sister Shang is the head teacher of the graduating class for the first time, and she is in a parallel class. If she were from Tsinghua University and Peking University, she would smile crookedly."
The ground on the playground was dry and wet, but there were still students playing basketball, shouting from time to time.
Someone yelled at Feng Wuli, asking him to go over and join the team. Feng Wuli said he didn't want to abuse food.
Was booed for a while.
There are many people walking around the playground now, in twos and threes, there are also some walking alone with headphones on, there are young couples who are too embarrassed to hold hands at a distance, and there are also teachers jogging around the playground.
There were also two elementary school girls who were walking and peeked at me.
He didn't say anything when he passed by him, and only after a long distance did he start talking about how handsome he was just now... thinking that he wouldn't be able to hear him if he was far away.
"Those two girls were staring at you just now."
"No, why are you so sensitive?" He looked confused, and the fat man knew he was pretending.
There were a few dark clouds in the sky that were gilded with gold. The wind picked up in the evening and carried the heat from the ground. The wind was strong, which made it difficult for the national flag guard who was practicing in front of the flag-raising platform. There were athletes training on the track. Suddenly, another gust of wind blew over, and there was something just now in the wind. The smell of shower gel from girls passing by is inescapable.
The flag-raiser behind him was practicing raising the flag and singing the national anthem in a low voice to accompany himself. He had to be very careful to hear it clearly.
When it gets dark, there are obviously more mosquitoes and young couples walking out to the playground.
The little girls had already put on shorts, and their shapely legs under their school uniforms were shining with a jade-colored sheen. After cleaning up the dormitory, they walked slowly to the classroom.
The most beautiful pair of legs walked slowly towards them.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Nao was holding a bottle of yogurt, black school uniform shorts, girly pink solid color short sleeves and same color Crocs, with a silver ring tied to her white ankles.
"There's a power outage, and the fans and air conditioners can't be turned on. It's very stuffy."
"Then I won't go up either."
The duo of enjoying the cool weather has grown from two to three. Among the handsome guys and beauties there is a fat guy. Not many seniors in high school are so leisurely, but one of them is a Qingbei seed, one has a mine at home, and the other... can show off in the dining hall. Bowl of rice.
Feng Wuli suddenly realized that he should not waste his precious youth in his senior year of high school here with them.
Jiang Nao sucked the yogurt, and the topic suddenly started with the addition of a girl. The little beauty told them the gossip in the class, who liked whom, and I heard that a teacher was found to be running a cram school in school, and there were also people from the class area next door. Leaves kept drifting to them, and they were deducted points by the student union!
What a big deal!
He also said that the sports committee member was chasing Miku Miyagi, and the two of them didn't know what was going on.
It got dark.
The third floor of the high school behind him suddenly lit up, and there was a commotion upstairs.
"The call came in." Jiang Naobai Huahua's legs were stung several times, which were particularly noticeable because of her white skin.
Feng Wuli stood up: "Let's go back and study by ourselves."
"Which teacher is on duty tonight?" she asked.
The fat man said: "It seems like a bio guy."
The sound gradually faded away, leaving the national flag guard still shouting "one two one" over and over again, and the sports students shouted to stop the team.
The preparation bell rang again and again, and the first and second grade students on the playground slowly walked towards the teaching building. The window gradually fell into silence, but inside the window it gradually became noisy. A teacher said that the frogs in the ecological park started to cry "Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Is it like shouting "Tsinghua Tsinghua" all the time, making people laugh?
Feng Wuli read Li Zong for a while and then had no intention of reviewing.
I scribbled on a scratch paper, drew a zombie, took a photo of it and sent it to someone.
Little zombie: /confused
Little zombie: /screaming
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