Beyond The Outline

Shao Zhan doesn’t know much about his classmates, but he often helps teachers in various subjects to approve homework and count scores. The names he encountered are almost unforgettable. If he remembers correctly, there should be no person named Kang Kai in the entire senior second grade group. .

And if you are from school, you won’t say "you come here now."

Then there is only one situation left. The person named Kang Kai in the contact list of Xu Sheng's mobile phone is from outside the school.

It should be a friend.

In the chat box, the line next to the contact, ‘Entering’, flashed intermittently.

Kang Kai: I'm really going to die if you don't come again.

Kang Kai: Anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, you will be fine once you come out, brother, I will wait for you for the last breath!

Kang Kai: I'll give you one hour. If you don't arrive before six o'clock, you can collect the body for me.

Shao Zhan: "..."

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At the same time, in the teacher's office.

"Shao Zhan," Zhou Yuan laid out the topic, and reached for the water cup on the side, "you first copy these ten questions."

"Oh," Xu Sheng stood on the side with his head hanging down, reacting for two seconds before raising his head, "...copy?"

Xu Sheng is now Shao Zhan. No matter what Shao Zhan says, the teacher can take the initiative to find him down. Zhou Yuan said: "Can you memorize it? You have a good memory. If you can memorize it, that's fine."

Sorry.

Can't remember.

Xu Sheng could only bite the bullet and picked up the pen on the side. Zhou Yuan stared at him, and his hand trembled slightly.

He hadn't practiced for a while with the stack of copybooks that Shao Zhan bought for him.

Persistence is difficult, but it is easy to give up. After giving up, Xu Sheng's word has long been abducted.

Maybe it was too much restraint during that time, his words...

Even more grassy and wilder than before.

Under Zhou Yuan's burning gaze, Xu Sheng casually pulled the A4 paper on the side, resting his tail finger on the paper, and wrote the three words "Question One" as accurately as possible.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuan only glanced at it, and the phone rang on the side, Zhou Yuan reached out and answered the phone: "Hey, Director Gu, hey, you say."

Xu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, speeding up his hands, and wanted to try to copy all the questions before Zhou Yuan hung up the phone, and then left the office quickly.

Staying in the office again, he was afraid that he would die and go back alive.

Although Xu Sheng didn’t hand in homework most of the time, or wrote a word “solution” when he handed it in, there were always a few subject teachers in his junior and high school career that were too irritable, and couldn’t hold back those teachers who always talked to him about homework. Ask classmates to copy homework.

Originally, he couldn't even see the shape of the pen, so he copied the homework very fast.

Unexpectedly, this skill is now used in copying questions.

Xu Sheng quickly copied the last question.

Zhou Yuan also meant to hang up after talking: "I will start implementing it today, right? Okay, then I know."

Xu Sheng speeded up, linking up the last few words and finished copying, with the tip of the fountain pen at the end of the sentence, and a point was clicked at the end of the sentence.

"Snapped".

Zhou Yuan hung up the landline phone and sat down. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said to Xu Sheng: "That's it, Director Gu just told me..." He happened to see that when he said this.

Very chic, so he paused in the middle of the conversation.

No matter how fast Xu Sheng's hand is, he is still a step slower after all.

Xu Shengxin said, Shao Zhan, I have tried my best.

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth: "You...you..."

"teacher,"

Xu Sheng put down the pen and frantically searched for key information in his brain to try to survive: "...Actually, I'm still practicing crazy grass recently."

Zhou Yuan: "?"

Xu Sheng straightened up, grabbing the copied question and stepping back: "Last time I was in the office, didn't Mrs. Meng asked me what happened to my handwriting."

Zhou Yuan remembered that there was indeed such a thing. At that time, Shao Zhan failed the exam, and the words on the test paper were still very floating: "Are you still practicing?"

Xu Sheng said: "I have thought about it. I can't choose to give up just because this font is not suitable for me. It's easy to give up, but I choose to stick to it."

Zhou Yuan: "..."

Xu Sheng: "I will continue to practice. ❑Fantasy Literature_❑"

This is not necessary.

I originally wrote a good handwriting, so I didn't have to practice any madness.

But Zhou Yuan didn’t know what to say. He was silent for two seconds and decided to skip this topic: “That’s it. Director Gu just called and said that all the contest students will go to conference room 3 for a meeting after school today. Here, I won’t notice further, you can go now."

After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, he took another sip of tea. He looked up and found that "Shao Zhan" was still standing in front of him, without moving: "What are you doing in a daze, Director Gu and the others have already arrived in the meeting room."

Xu Sheng felt that the surrounding air had become extremely thin, so thin that it almost made him breathless.

What kind of students are you competing for?

competition?

Xu Sheng took a sigh of relief, only to remember that Shao Zhan still has such an identity.

Shao Zhan had participated in many competitions before, but he knew that his name was hung on the school's honor wall, and there were too many awards, and he was called the light of Linjiang Sixth Middle School.

In fact, Xu Sheng has passed through that fame wall countless times—he used to not only open the back door, but for a while, the camera near the front door broke down. In his first year of high school, he would open the front door under Gu Yan’s nose.

Jumped down from the high fence, and the wall of honor was directly opposite.

He didn't look at the name carefully, but he had also seen rows of medals shining under the scorching sun, and passed by the person with the name of the medal countless times.

Xu Sheng took a deep breath: "I see."

After Xu Sheng got out of the office, he saw the message from "self".

Ten minutes ago.

S: I am waiting for you in the classroom.

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The students dispersed fastest after school on Friday, and the crowd flocked out. Many students who stayed near the school and gathered on the commercial street outside the school wandered out. The noisy crowd at the school gate made the campus extremely deserted.

When Xu Sheng returned to the classroom, Shao Zhan was sitting on the desk with his back turned to the podium, with his long legs bent on the ground, a gust of wind rushed in from the wide open back door, and the boy's T-shirt rose slightly.

Shao Zhan is worthy of being a former Nanping school tyrant, and sitting there casually is stronger than Xu Sheng's usual posture.

A classmate came out from the next class after packing up, passing by the door of Class 7, and couldn't help but glanced at "Xu Sheng" a few more times.

After Xu Sheng arrived, Shao Zhan

Just raised his eyes.

The two said at the same time.

—"Your friend is looking for you."

—"The contestants are going to the conference room for a meeting."

Finished.

Both of them were silent.

For a time, I don't know who suffered a bit worse.

◵Papaya Huang reminds that "This question is super outline" will be updated in fantasy literature for the first time, remember the domain name ◵

Xu Sheng scratched his hair: "Which friend of mine? Let him cool off by himself, and have no time to talk to him."

Shao Zhan unlocked the screen of the phone, turned the phone over, and pointed the chat box to him: "This surnamed Kang, he said that you can only help him collect the body if you ignore him."

On the phone screen.

Kang Kai: Please, help me.

Kang Kai: Didn't you agree to help me?

…

"..." Xu Sheng took a cursory look, remembering what he casually promised to be Kang Kai's instructor that night, "...Fuck."

Xu Sheng thought of Kang Kai's virtue of going crazy, crying, making trouble and hanging himself, and said with a headache: "You have to go."

Shao Zhan: "Address."

Xu Sheng: "I will send you the address later."

In this situation, there is no way for the mobile phone and Geng to change it back, otherwise it would be easy to be discovered by Aunt Kang and others, so Xu Sheng said again: "I will talk about changing the mobile phone when I return."

"What's the matter with your competition?"

Meng Guowei started talking to Shao Zhan as early as when he was in the Luzhou base.

At that time, he only asked about Shao Zhan's intentions, but did not tell the exact time and content of the process.

Shao Zhan: "It should be just a meeting. I haven't received any competition notice yet. The competition students are not in the same class. Sometimes they organize training."

It's better if it's just a meeting.

Xu Sheng let go.

The most urgent situation right now is that Shao Zhan goes to see Kang Kai. Shao Zhan is a science student, what can Shao Zhan give to Kang Kai?

Xu Sheng didn't mention it, but Shao Zhan took the initiative to ask. He got off the table, stood up straight on his feet, and put the dialog box in front of Xu Sheng: "Explain, who, who."

Xu Sheng couldn't talk too much about the studio, and he didn't know how to say it, mainly because of the current situation. He will soon participate in the contest as "Shao Zhan". Time is urgent.

In the end, Xu Sheng only said: "Kang Kai...he is a friend and acquaintance in the studio. I went to art...interest classes when I was young."

This is almost indeed the case.

Shao Zhan raised his brows and asked, "There's more."

Xu Sheng didn't know the point of his question: "What else?"

When Shao Zhan spoke, the coldness and tone of his eyes sank together. When he approached him, Xu Sheng only felt that the other person's breath was very close to him, so close that he could clearly see the scene reflected in his pupils, mixed with fine light: "Nothing else?"

After the duty day in the classroom, the fan stopped.

Only the wind passing through the hallway was left.

Xu Sheng tentatively said, "Occasionally, he would kneel down and call my father, do you count?"

Shao Zhan: "..." Forget it.

The two finally agreed that Shao Zhan went over first, and if he could hold Kang Kai as much as possible, Xu Sheng also tried his best to find an opportunity to get out of the competition meeting.

The competition meeting really talked about the same as Shao Zhan, and routinely organized everyone to sit together and talk about the topic.

Gu Yanwang was impassioned on the stage: "It's our happy competition training time again—"

Xu Sheng lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone under the stage.

-Are you getting off?

And the other side.

Shao Zhan walked into the community at the address given by Xu Sheng. Through the crack of the door, he could see the paintings on the wall in the door and the scattered easels.

-Arrived.

He had just replied to Xu Sheng's message. A person just walked out the door. He was not very tall. He was holding a blue bucket in his hand. He lowered his head and saw someone standing in front of him. Then he raised his head.

The water in Kang Kai's bucket followed: "Brother Sheng?"

Shao Zhan didn't know him at all, let alone getting close. He took a step back and barely let out an "um" after pulling away.

Kang Kai also held a hook liner in his hand, and he excitedly said: "Wait a moment, I'll change the water, you go inside and wait for me first."

Shao Zhan glanced roughly over the rows of easels in the studio. There were no traces of the paintings just now. After excluding them, only the compartment on the right hand side was left. The lights in the compartment were also on. The undried paint tray was on the table, and the bucket was not visible. The pens scattered on the paint tray were the same color as the person who had just gone out.

Shao Zhan pulled an empty chair and sat down next to this position.

Sure enough, after a while, Kang Kai came back with a bucket. He pointed to the easel in front of him, and the first sentence that came up was: "You help me look at this painting."