May 7th, early morning.

It was still quiet outside the window, with only the sound of a car whistle.

After breakfast, Zhou Li took his bag and sat at the door to change his shoes. The door was already wide open, and Huaixue walked out the door first and stood.

Aunt Jiang walked from behind with a paper bag. While walking, she looked down at the bag, as if she was checking whether there were any items.

"What's wrong with Aunt Jiang?"

"I'll fry some crispy meat for you and take it to the school for lunch."

"Shrimp meat."

Zhou Li took the paper bag, and it was heavy, and he could already smell a scent.

Aunt Jiang usually uses tenderloin, which is pure and thin. She doesn't like to use pork belly. After marinating, the meat is covered with starch and frying twice, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Then evenly sprinkle pepper on it. Zhou Li and Zhu Shuang love it.

He hesitated and said, "But it's too troublesome to be so early, so I still have enough food in the school."

"The food in the school is rich, and there is no oil or water." In fact, the food in Yancheng Middle School is OK, but Aunt Jiang just thinks it is not nutritious. "You consume so much now every day. I heard from the Internet that some senior high school students are hungry in the third class in the morning. How can you eat if you are hungry and have nothing to eat?"

"There's no need to be that much..."

Zhou Li looked down again. A large glass food box was filled with two boiled eggs, two boxes of milk and several small biscuits. He probably couldn't finish it by eating them at noon.

Aunt Jiang was very tactful: "It doesn't matter if you can't finish it, you can share it with your classmates."

"Okay, then I'll go."

“Slow down the road.”

"Um."

Zhou Li went out and closed the door. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. He was sure that Aunt Jiang, Zhu Shuang and even Lao Zhou were ordinary people, otherwise he would have suspected that Aunt Jiang had prepared a copy for Huai Xu.

"What's wrong?" Huai Xu asked.

"No, Aunt Jiang has prepared a lot of things for me. I can't finish it. You can eat something first."

"How can you be so embarrassed!"

“While it’s hot.”

"Okay OK, let me see, it's true, you can't finish eating such a little!" Huai Xu was reluctant to do so.

When Zhou Li walked into the community, the crispy meat had already been reduced by one-third, and he was holding an empty milk box and a pile of egg shells in his hand.

Huai Xu slammed her mouth: "It's so delicious!"

Zhou Li nodded: "The crispy meat made by Aunt Jiang is delicious."

"Can you do it?"

"Won't."

Not a few steps away, he saw the two little demons and they were still squatting under the peach tree, guarding the fruit, as if they were looking forward to the ripening of the green peach every day.

The sky is a little brighter than the previous few days.

When they arrived at the classroom, what surprised Zhou Li was that Brother Nan had arrived. She was sleeping on the table, with a small bunch of hair standing in front of her.

Zhou Li walked over and sat down.

Perhaps it was disturbed by the sound of him pulling the chair. Brother Nan turned his head to face Zhou Li, and Daimao ran to the side that Zhou Li could not see. She muttered, "I smell the crispy meat..."

"My aunt fried it for me, do you want to try it?"

"Is it delicious? It smells so good."

"tasty."

"Then I'll try it." Brother Nan straightened up and saw Zhou Li take out the glass box from the paper bag. She said, "My mother has been supervising me to memorize the composition last night and even put away my three phones. She woke me up very early this morning. I feel like I have no strength all over now... It's so hot!"

"Just fried, slow down." Zhou Li's eyes were habitually aiming up.

"Wuwu is really delicious!"

"When did you go to bed?"

"I don't know, I didn't look at the watch." Brother Nan was full of energy at this time.

"You can go to bed early." Zhou Li felt that Li Nan was actually living in the daily life of most senior high school parties now.

"How can I sleep without a cell phone!"

"Just get used to it."

Zhou Li passed Li Nan and looked outside. Huai Xu kept jumping around the pond, as if catching birds or something. Sanzheng stood beside him and stared at him curiously.

The cicadas were chirping outside the window, and the cicadas were already very noisy before they could make a sound.

The sound of reading gradually sounded in my ears. The closest thing to Zhou Li was the sound of Brother Nan lying indiscriminate poems. They were all things that often appear on the Internet and were used by her to mock up foreigners.

"Lightly, slowly twist and wipe and pick again, and the blond door will be opened for you now."

"Men should be self-reliant and put yellow on the mirror."

"I don't walk in heaven, but the sea of ​​knowledge is endless and hard to make a boat..."

Suddenly, her voice stopped.

Zhou Li turned his head and saw that she was holding a slender neutral pen in her mouth, holding her hair behind her head, and tying it. This posture inevitably made the little girl's figure look more prominent, although Brother Nan's upper body was not very well-known.

Suddenly, she quickly withdrew one hand, took off the pen from her mouth and put it behind her head and inserted it into her hair. A high school version of the bun was completed.

Zhou Li thought it was so magical.

"What are you looking at?" Brother Nan turned his head, and a few strands of hair came out restlessly and fell on her white and clean neck.

"nothing."

"I'm not going to recite your book quickly, I've been stunned for half an hour."

"Yeah, okay."

That's better than your random thoughts.

Time passes day by day in such dull and boring trivialities. What’s strange is that every day is suffering, but when I think about it, I feel that it passes very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one last week left in the third year of high school.

In nearly a month, Zhou Li watched Brother Nan become haggard

Originally, Brother Nan was a carefree little flower. He went to and from the school gate freely every day, and the security guard would not stop her, but now he has been tortured by the English teacher and her mother.

The atmosphere in the classroom was also much more dull. Now, except for eating and going to the bathroom, students would go out of the classroom door once, and they worked hard all the time. They would do questions, ask teachers, and ask classmates, and even the frequency of Wu Yuanliang's sighting backwards was greatly reduced.

In the last ten minutes before school, Zhao's mother stood on the stage and looked down, saying earnestly: "It's only the last few days. Everyone, please calm down and work hard!"

After Zhao's mother left, a girl stood up in front of Zhou Li, turned around and shouted to everyone, "The last week was our Wuhua group to sweep the floor. Because there were only a few days, there were no rotations. The day after tomorrow, everyone came to scan it earlier and sweep it clean. After that, who would just pick up the obvious garbage in the classroom when there was no one!"

Zhou Li reminded Li Nan next to him: "I'm here to sweep the floor the day after tomorrow."

Brother Nan finished packing his things weakly and put on his bag: "I've been here early these days."

Zhou Li nodded.

This grouping is based on seats. It was mainly used for study, checking homework and memorizing texts, and sweeping the floor according to this group. Now it has almost become sweeping the floor. Li Nan used to not sit here, she was in the Naiyao group, but because she couldn't stand the boredom of learning and always wanted to talk to Jiang Han, she was transferred to Zhou Li and naturally joined the Wuyao group. However, at the beginning, she often pretended to be confused. When the Wuyao group was sweeping the floor, she insisted that she was in the Naiyao group. When the Naiyao group was sweeping the floor, she said that she had been transferred to the Wuyao group now, and everyone had no choice.
Chapter completed!