Her Little Dimples

Xu You stood in front of him, very quiet, and didn't seem to understand what he said.

Until thank you, he reached out and lifted her chin. He lowered his head to find her eyes, "Huh?"

Xu You raised his eyebrows and shook his head to shake off his hand.

The thank-you hand stretched her shoulders, fingers tightly squeezing the skin of her chin. His eyes were dark and gloomy.

Xu You slapped him, "Thank you for letting go, it hurts me."

This corner is not too hidden, occasionally two or three students pass by.

He let go of her restraint, and Xu You immediately looked down at his watch.

There are five minutes for the next class.

She took a step back, looked at the thank you, and said quietly and seriously: "You are so young, don't think about this kind of thing every day."

After speaking, he looked away and planned to leave.

She responded quickly, staggered a step, grabbed her arm, frowning: "Ah, I'm really annoying now, you can't be so staid."

Xu You stopped, thought for a moment, and after a while she nodded: "Let's talk about it."

The remarks were upset by her perfunctory attitude. He took a deep breath, "Just pretend to me."

Xu You remained motionless and did not reply, as if in a daze.

He asked, "Is Lao Tzu being too kind to you?"

She remained silent.

The two stood in a stalemate, and each other was speechless, and the class bell rang on the campus.

"Fuck, forget it."

He suddenly lost his temper, dropped this sentence and left, leaving her with a distant back.

Xu You stood there for a while.

When entering the classroom, the teacher lectured on the podium.

Xu You stood at the door, raised his hand and made a report.

The teacher frowned and saw that it was her, without too much embarrassment, he nodded and let Xu You back to his seat.

"Why did you go?" Zheng Xiaolin leaned over, lowered her voice, and stopped talking: "I just saw you walking with the thank you words, but you..."

Xu You lowered his head and took out the book, opened the stationery box, and blocked his lips with his index finger: "Shhh, let's talk about it after class."

The teacher was writing on the blackboard, and the students were copying notes underneath. There was a loud bang in the otherwise quiet classroom.

The back door of the classroom was kicked open directly with his foot.

The door panel hit the wall and was bounced back, creaking back and forth a few times.

The classmates looked back, and the teacher stopped the chalk in his hand.

With a cold face, he walked straight to the seat and took out his mobile phone from the drawer.

"Thank you, what are you doing!"

After the teacher reacted, he cursed loudly and slapped the blackboard with a quake.

He didn't give a look in his thankful eyes, and walked outside with the phone, completely ignoring the teacher who was furious behind him.

The whole class was silent, and the atmosphere didn't dare to make one.

Xu Xiaocheng gave Song Yifan a look and tilted his head.

When the two people were not paying attention, the cat sneaked out through the back door with her waist.

They came out of the classroom, walked a few steps down the stairs, and called thanks.

Several of them were pinched, and Song Yifan continued to dial with perseverance, and the last one was finally connected.

"Oh, what's wrong with you, Aci, who provoke you?"

"........."

"What??!! Where did you go now?"

"..."

"Fu Yishen is looking for someone to **** you? He is tired of his life, right?"

"..."

Xu Xiaocheng glanced at him, grabbed the phone, and said to himself: "Heipi and I have come out, where are you, let's find you."

In classrooms.

Zheng Xiaolin patted her chest with a lingering fear, and sighed: "Oh my God, what's wrong with the thanks? It's been a long time since I saw him make such a big fire..."

I remember the last time I was angry when I saw the words of thanks, it was because someone from outside class came to find fault.

Zheng Xiaolin was really impressed that time.

At that time, when the first year of high school just started, a few tall boys in the same grade physical education class entered the class, and they had to force a girl out of the class.

The girl who was pulled screamed loudly, struggling and crying.

Those people cursed, didn't know what kind of grievances had happened with that girl, anyway, all of them were fierce and vicious.

Some boys in the class couldn't stand it, walked over to stop them, and were pushed aside by the sports class.

The young people are very angry, and I will go as soon as you come.

The people in the two classes clashed together, arguing and pushing the room. I don't know who bumped into the thank-you words that they were sleeping on the table.

Thanks for being awakened. He raised his head first, and after seeing the situation clearly, he asked slowly: "Who hit it?"

A stabbing boy kicked him at the table and cursed, "How did I hit him? Don't pretend to be a fool."

The thank-you note stared at the boy, waiting for him to finish.

then.

He slowly got up from his position, lifted the bench next to it, and weighed it for a few seconds.

When everyone didn't react, he didn't hesitate to put the bench directly on the head of the thorny boy.

I didn't care at all, and didn't show any mercy at all, and I saw blood on the spot.

Everyone present was shocked, took a breath, and opened their mouths slightly.

The thank you speech just woke up, and the short black hair was a bit messy. He just wanted to laugh, kick off the bench under his feet, and said to the guy in the sports class, "Don't get out?"

After this incident, thank you for not having a fight in the class. But gradually spread among the classmates, it turned out that he was called Xie Ci, the boss of the middle school of No. 1 Middle School.

Because most of the people in the class usually discourage him as the'year boss', most of the classmates still don't take the initiative to provoke him.

Although the thank-you speech does not engage in study, people are still relatively low-key. Except for occasionally skipping classes and being late or going to bed, they have not done anything particularly excessive.

Zheng Xiaolin asked: "Yoyo, do you know what happened?"

Xu You buried her head in copying notes, and she whispered back: "I don't know."

"It's horrible..."

Zheng Xiaolin turned her eyes away and started copying homework. She was muttering words and she didn't know what she was muttering.

After this class, Xu You and Xu Xingchun were called to the office by the head teacher.

Xu Huiru held the report card in her hand and was looking at their results in the October exam.

"That's it."

Xu Huiru took them to the corridor, coughed twice, and said straightforwardly: "You two are relatively good students in our class, and of course you are also very good students in your grade. The Liberal Arts table was posted today. I just want to ask. Your opinion."

Xu Xingchun spoke first. He nodded and said directly: "Read the truth."

Xu Huiru nodded to indicate that she knew it, and asked, "According to your grades, you must be going to the rocket class in the future. Do you have any ideas?"

This time, Xu Xingchun did not answer quickly, standing still in silence.

Xu Huiru said to him: "The school is counting on you to get the No. 1 pick in the market. The rocket class is better than the ordinary class, and the conditions in all aspects are better."

Xu You listened to them quietly. Eyes drooped down, looking at the shadow cast by the sun on the ground.

After talking for a while, Xu Huiru asked Xu Xingchun to return to the classroom first, leaving Xu You alone.

She first praised a few words, "I can see that you usually study very solidly and can study calmly. This monthly exam is also among the top of the grade."

Xu You nodded without knowing what to say.

"Listen to your aunt, you were in a physics competition before?" Xu Huiru looked down at Xu You's results again.

On the column of physics, the score is impressive 109, close to full marks.

Xu You nodded.

Xu Huiru asked again: "When did you start doing this?"

Xu You's voice was small and quiet, and he replied, "The second day of the second year."

"Is it taken every year?"

"I didn't sign up this year."

"There is no competition class in our school, do you know?"

"know."

"Yep."

Teachers always have a lot of affection for students with good grades. Xu Huiru smiled a little, and patted her on the shoulder, "You should also be reading theory in the future, right?"

Xu You nodded.

Xu Huiru looked at her and said with a sigh: "Study hard and try to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University."

"correct."

Before leaving, Xu Huiru stopped her, handed Xu You a form, and confessed: "Fill out this and hand it to the Academic Affairs Office in the afternoon."

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Back to the bedroom at noon, everyone was discussing the subject of arts and sciences.

Xu You caught a cold and dragged on, but he was not well. She coughed twice, sat down on the chair, opened the drawer and took out her mobile phone to call her parents.

It rang a few times before it was connected.

"Mom..." Xu You whispered.

Chen Xiuyun said twice and asked, "Azai, what's the matter, how are you doing in the new school?"

"pretty good."

Xu You lowered her eyes and played with her fingers unconsciously, "Today the teacher asked us whether we should study liberal arts or science."

"Of course you study science, what's the future of liberal arts." Father Xu answered the phone and said on the other end, "By the way, we rented a house with you outside the school. Your mother will take care of you next week. Don't stay in the house. Up."

Xu You said ‘ah’, and was taken aback for a while, "Then mom..."

"You can study at ease now, don't care about anything, it is important to study in the third year of high school."

"Is the rented house far away from the school? Is it expensive?"

"It's not too far, just leave it alone."

Xu You was silent and listened quietly.

Dad Xu kept talking, "Your aunt told me, she talked to your head teacher several times, and you are doing very well in school now... if it weren't for my project transfer to this side... you physics competition... alas. ....."

"It's okay dad."

Xu You changed the subject, "We are going to study in the evening today."

"Really? Did you eat well in the school cafeteria at night?"

Xu Youen let out a cry.

Chen Xiuyun took the phone and said, "The house here is going to be ready for a few days. Don't go to your aunt's house this weekend. You will live with your mother. I cook and you eat every day. You go to school to be more obedient, and I will help you in a few days. Go to the bedroom to pack things."

Xu You agreed, "Mom, I'm obedient."

After saying a few more words over there, Xu You hung up the phone.

Liao Yuemin put her cheek in one hand, she just heard a few intermittent words between Xu You and her parents on the phone.

"Are you going to move out?" she asked.

Xu You nodded.

Liao Yuemin sighed regretfully, "Well, there will be one less student in the dormitory, and I won't be able to ask you questions anymore, so sad."

Xu You smiled softly. She said, "It's okay. If you want to find me, you can go to our class."

"Then you must read theory?"

Before Xu You could answer, Liao Yuemin said affirmatively: "You have such a good grade, why would you go to liberal arts."

Xu You lowered his head and played with the phone in his hand.

She opened the address book. You can see the ‘thank you’ at a glance.

Thinking of what he said to her in the morning. Xu You was a little distracted, and subconsciously tapped his finger to open the mailbox.

A dozen text messages he sent in it, all in it.

Xu You held his forehead and opened his eyes one by one.

The bedroom is very quiet. Chen Xiao held the phone and suddenly exclaimed: "Damn!"

Xu You is the closest to her. She turned her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Xiao stuttered a little, she opened her eyes wide and handed the phone over, "Oh my God, look at it, the school post it, thank you for having an accident, I rely on him, he actually..."