Xia Yang, who was sitting against the wall, couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
The little fat man blinked his eyes, trembled his mouth twice, and looked towards Xia Yang, his eyes narrowed to a slit.
"Nothing." Xia Yang raised his hand and twitched his eyebrows.
This little fat man was more interesting than he imagined, with a talent for languages and speeches, but he always led him astray unintentionally.
From now on, he should be more careful!
Suddenly something came to mind. When he was bored at first, he saw the little fat man sleeping, and he fell asleep at the same time.
Ahem, it's not him who wants to force the little fat man to take the blame.
This is the fact!
Xia Yang chewed the gum in his mouth. From now on, he will strengthen his consciousness and resist the fat man's various "bad habits".
He wants to change!
"What are you looking at?" The little fat man raised his hand and waved it in front of Xia Yang, "Look again, I'm not as handsome as you!"
"Ah?" Xia Yang opened his eyes slightly and looked towards the little fat man.
This guy’s emotional intelligence is online!
You actually praised him?
If he counterattacks later, if the little fat man wants to change, he can consider helping him. If the little fat man is still broken, then it doesn't matter to him.
Anyway, classes will be divided into classes on the second day of next year!
"I suddenly realized that you are not ugly." The little fat man looked towards Xia Yang with bright eyes, "Why didn't I notice it before?"
Xia Yang smiled and remained silent.
Although the little fat man said it as a compliment, it was also true!
He has always known that he is quite handsome.
Wait, why is it about whether he is handsome or not?
Xia Yang smiled low and looked at the little fat man: "Stop talking about me, talk about you, your past, and your schoolmates."
"Oh," the little fat man chuckled twice, "I digressed, and I forgot the topic we were going to talk about in the first place."
"It doesn't matter," Xia Yang chuckled and raised his hand to touch his hair, "It's not too late now, let's talk about it."
"Oh, okay." The little fat man unconsciously moved closer to Xia Yang, "Where did you say just now?"
Xia Yang was startled, where did he just say?
Of course, he is more handsome than he is!
Xia Yang opened his mouth, swallowed back the words he almost blurted out, cleared his throat, and blinked: "Well, it seems that we talked about dividing classes."
"Divided into classes?" The little fat man repeated and nodded, "Oh yes, divided into classes. They have been divided into classes since four years..."
"Ahem," Xia Yang coughed twice and interrupted the little fat man, "It's not the fourth grade classes. You just said that the fourth grade is over and they are divided into classes again."
"Ah?" The little fat man was startled, and then he laughed again, "Yes, yes, looking at my memory, I'm confused. The fourth grade was divided into classes. Oh no, they were divided into classes again after the fourth grade?"
"Well," Xia Yang nodded and kindly reminded, "those elite classes on the first floor were your classmates in the fourth grade, and later, they were divided into different classes."
This memory of the little fat man is really unflattering!
An idea came out instantly.
As for the memory of the little fat man, he said that the few he met before were his classmates in the fourth grade. Could it be that his memory was wrong?
I forgot what I just said. It has been four years, oh, no, more than three years have passed. Can he still remember those people and things in the past, or not forget them?
Thinking of this, Xia Yang glanced at the little fat man with a trace of doubt in his eyes, paused for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at the table in front of him.
Instead of asking about other people’s sad past or glorious years, it’s better to base yourself on reality and change yourself!
"Yes, we were divided into different classes later."
The faint voice of the little fat man came over.
Xia Yang looked at the pile of books in front of him and didn't know which one to pick. All the books were new, and he failed in all the courses!
"When we were divided into classes again, we were already in the fifth grade of elementary school."
With memories on his face, the little fat man looked towards Xia Yang and found that he was looking straight ahead, so he followed his line of sight and looked over.
"After I was divided into classes, I suddenly discovered that most of the people in the class didn't know me."
What? Hearing this, Xia Yang couldn't help but turn his head and look at the little fat man, and met his eyes that were a little hollow, illusory, sad, and he didn't know where he was looking.
Are you ready to reminisce?
Xia Yang glanced at the little fat man twice, his eyelids trembled, and he chewed the gum in his mouth gently, feeling a cooling sensation instantly on his tongue.
Okay, the little fat guy is ready to reminisce, so he won’t interrupt.
He should also think carefully about which subject to start his counterattack?
Xia Yang's eyes wandered back and forth on the pile of textbooks in front of him, and he had no idea for a moment.
Chinese was the only one that passed the exam, so logically speaking, he should give full play to his advantages first. However, now there were suddenly a few ancient essays in the textbook, and he really didn't want to read them!
He really couldn't tell the difference between those Chinese characters and characters with different meanings from ancient to modern times!
In English, he can barely read the Bible, let alone turn it over! There are so many pronunciations for each letter, how can he distinguish them clearly?!
As for mathematics, well, I can barely understand algebra. As for what geometry? Geometry and geometry? I can’t understand it at all! Plane geometry? Oh, why not do solid geometry? Anyway, he doesn’t know it!
How about taking a look at geography first?
Xia Yang reached for the geography book with a somewhat gaudy cover. He had loved reading about human geography since he was a child. Although he has not figured out how many provinces there are in the country, it is always a good idea to fill in Siberia directly every time there is a cold wave.
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Okay, let’s do it!
Let’s start with geography.
"Why!"
The little fat man sighed heavily, causing Xia Yang to pause for a moment as he stretched out his hand towards the geography textbook, then turned to look at the little fat man.
"Hey," the little fat man raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "After I was divided into classes, I discovered that it turned out that I was hit by a body shell in the last semester?"
"Ah?" Xia Yang couldn't help but hesitated, and retracted his outstretched hand, "What bullets and shells? Who gave them to you? Who did you offend?"
As soon as the words came out, Xia Yang felt that his question was a bit redundant!
Of course they are those classmates who like snacks as much as the little fat man, or has the little fat man made enemies?
Some people hope that the little fat man will continue to gain weight and be willing to degenerate and not want to make progress?
Isn't this person too bad?
Xia Yang looked towards the little fat man with twinkling eyes, waiting for the little fat man's next words.
"When I was in the fourth grade, I thought my grades were not too bad and I could stand out in the class, so I was the same as when I was in the third grade." The little fat man sighed, "Then, there are some people I know in the class.
I had only met him a few times before, so he came over to play ball for me from time to time."
Hearing this, Xia Yang couldn't help but look up and down at the little fat man, a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes.
With this body type, can he still play ball?
When I walk, the little fat on my body trembles. If I really play ball, I guess I won't be so fat, right?
He doesn't believe it!
Can playing ball be considered a bullet? It’s obviously to help the little fat man lose weight and keep him in shape!
This guy doesn't know the difference between friend and foe?