Chapter 424

My name is Qiu Yang. I'm an ordinary senior three student. My only hobby is skipping classes.

Although my interpersonal relationship has been greatly improved because I became Wu Di's deskmate, the relationship between me and Wu Di is still flat.

In fact, my time at the same table with Wu Di is also relatively limited, because I will change my position again every two weeks. At that time, Wu Di and I will no longer be at the same table.

I know that Wu Di's masterpiece appeared again recently and was published in Chinese novels. It is recognized that only strong traditional writers can publish articles

I didn't read this article because I really don't like pure literature. I've done enough reading comprehension problems.

However, after that, an article published by Wu Di in youth sacrifice had a great impact on me.

I said I was addicted to skipping classes, but there are four reasons to restrict me from skipping classes.

My own sense of responsibility and guilt.

The head teacher will come to check the evening self-study from time to time. If he is caught, the result will be very miserable.

Wang Lijia.

Wu Di's novel my truancy career.

For the first one, I'm good at explaining myself. Just like the original, when learning to the end, I can live a poor and happy life every day, and feel that I still have great hope, because I think I am really a student who does my best. It can be seen that I am good at self deception, so now this thing is nothing after self consolation.

In other words, this reason to restrict me is meaningless.

For the second, I think we can minimize the risk by relying on our own wisdom. That's the way I came up with after Wu Di and I became deskmates.

In the last night of self-study, I would take an exercise book, pick some bullshit questions from it, pretend to be thirsty for talents and knock on the door of the office. At this time, if I see the head teacher absent, I would say sorry very politely, then close the door gently with a smile, and then I decided to skip class at ease.

Of course, when there are teachers, I have to bear with a headache. The teacher will tell me those very nonsense topics that I am not interested in at all. And at this time, I must keep my eyebrows locked and look like a thinker, so that the teacher thinks I really want to understand these questions.

In fact, I don't have any questions to ask. Even if I have to ask, I can ask Wu Di, because only I know how proficient she has been in learning and the ability to accurately control her scores. I look forward to everyone's expression of surprise after discovering it.

Incidentally, when I played basketball after skipping class, maybe others would never guess that I met Wu Di.

Wu Di is a man of the moment in our school. He once had an affair with my deskmate Wu Di. In fact, we can see his uniqueness.

I even think that this perfect boy who can't be envied is actually the closest person to Wu Di, both in all aspects of development and their names.

But I didn't expect that such a student who can hardly find any defects and is secretly loved by most girls in our school, just like the male protagonist of girls' comics, would also skip class.

In fact, it was also a chance encounter, because most of the time I would choose to hold the basketball alone and run to our empty basketball court. First sit in silence for a while, wait until the sophomores who studied by themselves in the last two nights are gone, then deeply smoke the cigarette in their hands, then throw the cigarette butt to the ground, suddenly pick up the ball on the ground and throw it without looking at the basket.

There is no doubt that although the arc in the sky is very perfect, with my very general shooting level, it is basically iron.

When I was playing, I didn't care about anything. I ran frantically on the court and sweated. When I was tired, I sat by the court and smoked a cigarette, allowing the night wind to blow my restlessness. When I'm thirsty, I drink coke. The cold liquid can pierce all my uneasiness.

I think this is probably the taste of freedom.

Therefore, I guess Wu Di came here to vent

It's just that I don't know what can annoy a proud son like him?

It must be noted that Wu Di's basketball is much better than I don't know. I almost never saw him miss a shot. In his freshman year of high school, he led our school, which is not good at basketball, into the national competition and won the third place in the school's history. Unfortunately, he was only a player in our school team in his freshman year of high school.

In fact, I also know a piece of gossip, that is, "Liuchuan Maple" in slam dunk master is based on Wu Di, which can probably see the position of Wu Di in the mind of my deskmate Wu Di.

Why don't such two people really come together? I can't help but gossip, but of course I won't rush to ask each other such questions. I'm not familiar with him.

The sound of my iron strike is in sharp contrast to his "Shua Shua" goal

When we first met, we didn't talk much, just exchanged greetings. Later, we met occasionally and played each other. I felt that my relationship with Wu Di seemed to be similar to that of my deskmate Wu Di. They were all very ordinary and nodding friends.

However, Wu Di gives me a good impression. He is probably as handsome as Liu Chuanfeng in appearance. As for his character, he is actually a little different. I think when Wu Di talks to me, he makes me feel like a spring breeze. His personal charm is hard to describe in words.

I think every student who escapes from class has his own reason. Everyone has no reason and no need to explore and find out the original intention of others to skip class. We just happened to get together for no reason. After playing, we scattered back to our lives.

No matter Wu Di or Wu Di, they are just insignificant passers-by in my life.

But because of Wu Di and Wu Di, I feel that my horizons are much higher, although it is essentially a kind of helplessness of the weak. For example, when the monthly test results before the final exam came down, my goddess Wang Lijia got the first place in this class again. I heard someone say to her enviously, "Wang Lijia, you are the first again! That's great! "

If I had been before, I would have felt the same way, and I felt more inferior in my heart.

But when I know that Wu Di, who plays truant with me, is the first in the whole school, and my deskmate Wu Di, once again accurately controls his score, I can't help but have an inexplicable sense of superiority. It's just the first in the ordinary class. What's powerful?