Mimemimemimemimemimemimemimeba! "Hey!" Lu Lang shouted, "Yuan Xiaoyang!"

"Ah? You call me?" Yuan Xiaoyang was startled and turned around and looked at Lu Lang.

Lu Lang sat by the bed and asked unhappyly: "Are you not tired of writing like this every day?"

Yuan Xiaoyang naturally replied: "I'm not tired of it."

"You have written those questions hundreds of times, aren't you tired of them?"

"I'm writing my homework for the third year now. They all have the questions they have learned in the second year of high school, and some contents of the Protestant teaching during the summer tutoring of the third year. Of course I haven't learned it yet."

"Freak..." Lu Lang couldn't understand Yuan Xiaoyang's thoughts, and went up and flipped through the content written by Yuan Xiaoyang boredly. As expected, there was no formula that he could understand. "Then how did you write it before?"

"The man borrowed me all his previous textbooks and tutoring books. I just read them if I don't know how to do it."

Yuan Xiaoyang was happy when he thought of reading other people's tutoring books for free. He shook his head when he spoke, and even his curly hair shook his mood.

Lu Lang couldn't understand his mood at all, so he could only rub his hair casually.

"Do you still work part-time at the beginning of school?" Lu Lang sat next to Yuan Xiaoyang, reading Yuan Xiaoyang's book casually. "If you work part-time like now, I think you don't have to go to class at all."

"School is about to start school, let's see how they adjust in the future. If they still want to continue class, I will quit the milk tea shop first, or I will pick two or three days a week to continue working on the evening shift, and tutoring on weekends."

"Where did you get the time to study?"

"At that time, take some homework and treat homework as study."

Before meeting Yuan Xiaoyang, Lu Lang always thought that good students would study at their desks for twelve hours a day, and did nothing but study. After meeting Yuan Xiaoyang, he realized that there were also good students like Yuan Xiaoyang who made money everywhere all day long and studied while earning money.

It was completely beyond his imagination.

Of course, seeing that Yuan Xiaoyang keeps moving like this every day, he still can't imagine how Yuan Xiaoyang survived it.

He looked at Yuan Xiaoyang who kept writing with his head down. Yuan Xiaoyang had a white face, a pointed chin, and a weak look. He grabbed Yuan Xiaoyang's hair and said, "Don't be exhausted, look at your white face."

Yuan Xiaoyang covered his hair and looked at him.

"Don't think too much! I'm just afraid that you will die before my eyes one day."

"oh……"

"Oh what?" Lu Lang closed Yuan Xiaoyang's book, pointed at the bed, and said, "Go up and lie down."

"No, I still want to write." Yuan Xiaoyang spread the book out again.

"Let's go lie down, how comfortable it is." Lu Lang closed the book again.

"I've only written for an hour!"

"You have written for an hour!"

Lu Lang didn't care, and he was about to pull him out of the chair with his waist around Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang refused to follow him and pulled the chair and the two began a tug-of-war.

Suddenly Lu Lang's cell phone rang, Yuan Xiaoyang was startled and his hand naturally released. Lu Lang took the opportunity to pick him up in the waist, walked to the edge of the bed and threw it onto the bed.

The bed was very elastic. Yuan Xiaoyang was thrown up and bounced twice, and then Lu Lang covered his head with a quilt.

Lu Lang sat on the quilt, and underneath it was Yuan Xiaoyang, and he answered the phone.

"What are you doing? You'll be killed after being called so early?"

Yuan Xiaoyang in the quilt reached out and pinched Lu Lang's foot. Lu Lang couldn't help but whine, and raised his foot to step on Yuan Xiaoyang's hand, but Yuan Xiaoyang had already shrunk his hand back.

Lu Lang slapped the quilt hard and continued, "It's okay, I just thought someone had snatched me... It's not a ghost! No! No! No girl! Don't worry!"

I don’t know who it was on the other end of the phone, and Yuan Xiaoyang hid in the quilt and couldn’t hear it, but it was probably Tang Jixiang. The quilt was warm, and Lu Lang sat on it a little heavy, but inexplicably comfortable. Yuan Xiaoyang twisted.

"You are going out to play again? You have nothing to do all day, right? I? You wait."

The quilt was suddenly lifted open, Lu Lang's face came over and whispered: "Tang Jixiang and the others are going to sing again, are you going?"

"You go."

"You just say you're going or not."

Yuan Xiaoyang thought for a moment, and Lu Lang said again: "If you don't fight, just have fun, just like last time."

Yuan Xiaoyang understood Lu Lang's meaning a little. Lu Lang made up his mind to make less trouble a few days ago. Now that my friend has made an appointment, he is not sure whether to go or not, so he asked him.

Lu Lang didn't understand it, but Yuan Xiaoyang thought about it. He knew that Lu Lang had been used to playing since he was a child, so it might be possible to prevent him from going out to fight, but it was impossible to prevent him from going out to play. What's more, if it was just like last time, it would be fine, anyway, Lu Lang had just changed places to play with his mobile phone.

Although he didn't understand what was fun that way, since Lu Lang really wanted to change, it was his duty as a friend to accompany Lu Lang to slowly adjust.

Yuan Xiaoyang nodded, Lu Lang left again, and continued, "I'll go, Yuan Xiaoyang will go too."

Yuan Xiaoyang twisted again, Lu Lang helped him dig a hole in the quilt and breathe, and got off him. Lu Lang said: "Well, he is next to him, don't... just do his homework, otherwise what else can he do?"

Lu Lang and Tang Jixiang had a chat, and Yuan Xiaoyang was sleeping in the quilt and listened. He was a little sleepy when he listened.

When Lu Lang finished the phone call, he leaned his head to the quilt hole to look at it, the lamb in the hole was already asleep. Lu Lang laughed silently and lay down on the side.

At two o'clock, Lu Lang finally appeared with Yuan Xiaoyang.

"What are you two doing? You are here now?" Tang Jixiang looked at the two of them with satisfaction and felt very suspicious.

"Sleep." Lu Lang slept for a long time and felt cheerful, "Otherwise, can you do it?"

However, this is even more suspicious to Tang Jixiang.

Today's party was changed to a place to Tang Jixiang's store, which is also a KTV. Lu Lang chose a place with plenty of light and asked Yuan Xiaoyang to sit in first.

The two of them slept in the dark just now, and they fell asleep after lunch, and are now hungry.

"Look at what you want to eat." Lu Lang stuffed the menu to Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang flipped over the price, pushed the menu back when he saw the price, and whispered: "Don't be hungry."

"Aren't you hungry? Who was the one who fell asleep immediately after saying he didn't sleep?" Lu Lang disagreed, but stopped asking him, ordered a snack for two people, and ordered a glass of milk for Yuan Xiaoyang.

Seeing that the two of them didn't deal with others as soon as they came, Tang Jixiang gathered together to whisper. After that, Yuan Xiaoyang took out the book again, and Lu Lang handed him the phone, asking him not to light up enough and turn on the light himself.
Chapter completed!