Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Song Yan's voice was so small that only the two of them could hear it, so the others didn't know why Xia Zhiye, who was so good, suddenly began to lie on Song Yan's shoulders and laughed, almost trembling with laughter Out of breath.

    Song Yan stood there stiffly, clasping her hat and covering her face, only the corners of her lips were slightly pursed and her jawbone tightened.

    When Xia Zhiye laughed for too long, he threw out a sentence: "If you laugh again, I will beat you."

    "Okay, I won't laugh anymore." Xia Zhiye tried hard to restrain his arrogant laughter and raised his head, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

    What is so funny?

    The people around couldn't hold back and asked, "Master Xia, what are you laughing at?"

    "It's nothing." Xia Zhiye hooked Song Yan's shoulders, leaning on it lazily, with a spring breeze on his face, "It's nothing, I just took the third place, happy."

    Everyone: "???"

    Are you kidding me?

    Why didn't I see you so happy when I won the first place?

    Everyone looked in disbelief.

    Xia Zhiye said casually: "Why, it looks like you are not satisfied with my grades?"

    "No no absolutely no!"

    The people who were originally suspicious immediately shook their heads wildly.

    Under such circumstances, Xia Zhiye broke through the siege and won the third place and scored eight points. What is there to be dissatisfied with these **** who dare not play at all!

    I immediately forgot about Xia Zhiye's inexplicable laughter, and began to blow rainbow farts frantically.

    "Master Xia, you are a god!"

    "As expected of a marathoner!"

    "It's so talented!"

    "Writing and martial arts!"

    "The waist lasts!"

    “…”

    Everyone looked at Xiao Pang, Xiao Pang said confidently: "What's wrong! Which word is not true for a long waist?"

    That's true.

    So everyone followed Xiaopang and shouted neatly: "Master Xia's waist is so durable!"

    “…”

    Stupid.

    Xia Zhiye was accustomed to the various sand sculpture operations of this group of idiots, and laughed and scolded, but he didn't take it to heart, just turned his head to look at Song Yan: "Brother Yan, don't praise me. ?"

    Fuck.

    Seeing that Xia Zhiye was still agitated, Song Yan guessed that Xia Zhiye should really have nothing to do, so he shoved the electrolyte drink in his hand into his hand, turned his head and left.

    Xia Zhiye hurriedly followed with a smile: "Wait for me, I'm fragile now, walk slowly."

    You're a petite fart!

    Song Yan couldn't help scolding someone for being really shameless, but she still slowed down unconsciously.

    Xia Zhiye put on his arm, tilted his head, put his head close to Song Yan's ear, and said with a low laugh, "Brother Yan just said that we only see me in our eyes?"

    The breath just after exercising was extraordinarily hot, and it was mixed with the sweaty smell of juvenile hormones. Song Yan felt that a fire was lit next to his ear. Everyone is getting hot.

    I wanted to push Xia Zhiye away, but I could feel that he was really tired and had no strength. I was afraid that if I pushed Xia Zhiye away, I would really push Xia Zhiye out of something wrong, so I could only endure the heat. Bingbing said: "Don't be moved by yourself, it's just a courtesy encouragement."

    "Oh, that's it." Xia Zhiye smiled, "It's okay, as long as we hate brother and talk to me, otherwise in a few days..."

    "Brother Ye! Come here! Ready to receive the prize!"

    Before he finished speaking, there was a shout from behind.

    Xia Zhiye had no choice but to turn around and pat Song Yan's head: "I'll go to receive the award first, and I'll talk about it later."

    Thanks to Xia Zhiye's two championships and one third, the second and first class of high school won the first place in total points this time without any suspense.

    A group of people strutted around the campus holding the trophy, their tails twitched up to the sky, and even going upstairs had to walk from the end of the corridor to the end, and after going up the stairs, Walk from the end of the corridor to the end of the corridor, and then go up the stairs, walking in a mighty zigzag shape, as if you were afraid of missing any class.

    In a nutshell, it's very badass.

    In the end, even Ruan Tian couldn't stand it anymore, and the old hen drove back the group of boys with bad brains, with an angry and funny face: "Can you guys be a little knowledgeable and reserved? One point, do you see that Xia Zhiye is proud? Come on, Xia Zhiye, announce the good news yourself."

    Everyone disagreed: "We got the first trophy back, no need to announce it."

    "Not this, but another good news."

    "Another good news?"

    "Yes." Ruan Tian saw Xia Zhiye's casual look and knew that he did not intend to say it himself, so he announced with a smile, "Our student Xia Zhiye is in mathematics in August this year. We got a good result in the first round of the competition, and we will represent our school to participate in the national finals and the selection of the national training team next month, let us applaud!"

    As soon as the voice fell, the already noisy crowd completely exploded.

    "Fuck! Ye Ge Niu! Is it the first number one competition in our school in recent years?"

    "It's only revealed now! Brother Ye, you are too low-key!"

    "If I got a savings one, I would stick the certificate on my forehead every day and walk away."

    "That's right, Brother Ye, can't you treat me to a meal?"

    In the noise, only Song Yan was stunned for a moment.

    Although he plans to take the pure college entrance examination route and get the champion scholarship, he still has a certain understanding of the competition system.

    The final winter camp of Shujing generally lasts for about a week, and many places will organize students to retreat and train before the final, usually at least two weeks. twenty days.

    Song Yan couldn't tell what she was feeling.

    A little bit angry with Xia Zhiye, why didn't he tell himself earlier.

    I'm a little angry with myself, obviously I stick with Xia Zhiye every day, how come I don't know anything.

    Finally, it seems that Xia Zhiye is unhappy because he has to be away for so long.

    I was in a bad mood anyway, so I sat back to my seat with a sullen voice.

    Xia Zhiye motioned for Little Fatty to take his place, then sat next to Song Yan and whispered, "Why, I'm not happy."

    "No. Congratulations."

    This congratulations is really sincere.

    After all, Xia Zhiye's family condition can get provincial one, at least it means that Xia Zhiye does not seem to be a coward and is not doing his job properly.

    However this person got the provincial one secretly.

    Xia Zhiye seemed to see what he was thinking, and explained: "This year's preliminaries are early, you haven't come to Nanwu during the game, and I just received the specific time notification for the finals this morning. As for not telling you about it before, it's because I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't say it."

    pop—

    The nib is broken.

    After he finished saying this, Song Yan didn't react, and Zhao Ruiwen in the back row broke the lead of a 2B pencil.

    Not a big deal? !

    Is it a big deal to get a provincial one? !

    Is it human? !

    Zhao Ruiwen dropped the pencil, raised his head and pinched himself, barely keeping himself from being mad.

    Song Yan glanced at the back, and said lightly: "So our wild brother is still very good. You can save one without studying all day long."

    This sentence "our wild brother" and Xia Zhiye's usual "we hate brother" are almost the same tone.

    When did you learn yin and yang?

    Xia Zhiye propped her head up and looked at Song Yan: "Who told you that I don't study?"

    Song Yan: "I see."

    Xia Zhiye: "?"

    "Aren't you playing every time I see you?"

    "Then what do you think I'm doing while you're studying?"

    “…”

    Song Yan felt that what Xia Zhiye said seemed to make sense.

    And when he said this, he suddenly realized that he didn't know Xia Zhiye very well. Although he stayed together every day, most of the time it was Xia Zhiye who understood himself and accommodated himself, unless Xia Zhiye The matter is brought to my eyes, and I don't take the initiative to ask.

    So many things about Xia Zhiye, if you think about it carefully, you actually know almost nothing.

    Xia Zhiye likes what weather, what food, what color, what he likes to do, what he is good at, and what he wants to do in the future.

    Compared to Xia Zhiye's comprehensive care for herself, she looks like a selfish ghost who only knows how to ask.

    Thinking of this, Song Yan pursed the corners of her lips in a bad mood.

    Xia Zhiye didn't know what strange things were thinking in his little brain, he just thought he was still unable to make up with himself.

    So she slightly bent her eyes and coaxed in a low voice, "I'm going to go to training camp on Friday, and I can't see each other for 20 days, you really have the heart to fight with me?"

    Song Yan came back to his senses, heard what he said, took out the paper, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Who has nothing to do to cold fight with you. How old are you, and you still play this kind of thing, not childish. ."

    As if he wasn't the one who got angry at first.

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    After a while, she lowered her head and smiled.

    Okay, he is naive, their Song Daxi is the most mature, stable, tolerant, gentle and reasonable.

     Knowing that Song Yan meant the end of the Cold War, Xia Zhiye changed seats with Xiaopang with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone, and saw the message from Zhou Ziqiu at a glance.

    [Autumn]: Is that tree in your house a show for you today?

    Xia Zhiye leaned lazily against the back of the chair and typed quickly while listening to Ruan Tian on the podium talking about the precautions after the sports meeting and the schedule of the games after get off work.

    [Wild]: No show, just to show you straight single men what is the happy life of contemporary male high school students.

    [Wild]: Did someone buy you milk tea? you have not.

    [Wild]: Did someone buy you more than a thousand meals? you have not.

    [Wild]: Did someone tell you after the finish line that they would wait for you? you have not.

    [Wild]: So don't be envious, don't be jealous.

    Zhou Ziqiu snorted softly, just wanting to remind this ecstatic Saobao friend that he is only in the stage of unrequited love, when a number 1 appeared in the upper left corner.

    When she went out and saw who sent the message, Zhou Ziqiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows - in this life, when Song Yan took the initiative to send him a message?

    See you soon.

    You must know that after adding WeChat politely at that time, except for the system prompting "I passed your friend's verification request, now we can start chatting", they never said a word again, There is not even the kind of mass message sent during the festival.

    So why did Song Yan suddenly send himself [at]?

    With curiosity, Zhou Ziqiu ignored Xia Zhiye first, and replied to Song Yan with [Yes, what's wrong? ]

    [YAN]: No problem, I just want to ask you something about Xia Zhiye, such as hobbies, expertise and experience.

    [Autumn]: ?

    [YAN]: Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean anything else, just a friend of mine asked me to ask, he was curious

    There are always so many wonderful friends in the world.

    Zhou Ziqiu pulled the corner of his lips and smiled, and sent the screenshot to Xia Zhiye: [Congratulations]

    After speaking, Baidu sent a photo of the flowering iron tree to the past.

    Xia Zhiye clicked on the two pictures and looked up at someone in the front left who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, then smiled and returned to Zhou Ziqiu: [What did he ask you about? Just answer whatever, but don't tease him, he's thin-skinned, I can't help you tease]

    [Autumn]: Don't worry, I don't dare to tease him, after all I don't want to die young

    Xia Zhiye thought for a while, and then replied: [But he has a little misunderstanding of my financial situation, so don't tell him about my family first]

    [Autumn]: ?

    [Wild]: It's more complicated to say, you don't need to mention it anyway, and you don't need to deliberately lie to him

    [Autumn]: OK

    After posting, Zhou Ziqiu didn't return, and Xia Zhiye clicked on the picture of the flowering iron tree, looked at it for a few seconds, seemed to think of something, lowered his head and smiled.

    Then long press to save, change to the avatar, and then click on the [Flower Shop] dialog box.

    [Wild]: Sister, do you have that small bonsai iron tree in your family?

    [flower shop]: Yes, there are a lot of cycads, I just bought a batch of beautiful small flower pots, come and choose if you want

    Ruan Tian also finished all the precautions and gave an order, announcing that there is no need for self-study in the evening today, and school will be dismissed early.

    So Xia Zhiye sent a WeChat message to Song Yan [I'm going to do something, you go back to the dormitory by yourself, wait for me to come back for dinner in the evening], then put on the schoolbag and left the classroom quickly.

    Song Yan just wanted to ask Xia Zhiye what was wrong, so he sat behind him and sent a WeChat message, but at a glance he was made ugly by that earthy green earthy green avatar.

    How could Xia Zhiye, an avatar that middle-aged and elderly people despise, use it?

    But looking back at Xia Zhiye's aesthetics over the years, Song Yan is relieved. After all, he can see his own aesthetics and what kind of good aesthetics it can be.

    Thinking, Song Yan slowly packed her schoolbag and stood up. Just as she was about to leave, Ruan Tian on the podium hurriedly stopped him: "Song Yan, wait a minute."

    Song Yan paused, Ruan Tian trotted all the way on the high heels, raised his head and looked at him: "It's about the English speech I told you last time..."

    "I'm not very interested."

    Song Yan refused decisively.

    "But Xia Zhiye is going to participate in the training camp, we really can't find other suitable candidates, you know, our grade students are generally not very good in oral English, if you don't go, our school will There will be no hope for this time. Would you like to read the brochure of this speech contest first?"

    Ruan Tian handed the brochure to Song Yan with the last glimmer of hope.

    Song Yan just wanted to politely take a look at the brochure, and politely refuse again.

    However, when I opened the first page and saw the familiar photo of the student representative, my knuckles stopped in place.

    Then closed the brochure, raised his head, handed it back to Ruan Tian, ​​and said in a low voice, "I'll go."