Gu Wang was confused by He Qinghuan's blatant "flirting" so blatantly. He ignored He Qinghuan and his eyes turned to He Qinghuan's previous position, where Wen Ting was sitting.

The two must have agreed, or He Qinghuan coaxed Li Shuya and took advantage of the loopholes of getting drunk.

In some aspects, Gu Wang is indeed inferior to He Qinghuan, such as scheming and skin.

Gu Wang may feel guilty after doing something wrong, but He Qinghuan does not know anything at all. He can even make the other party feel guilty.

Gu Wang looked at He Qinghuan, who was leaning against the classmate's desk behind him, holding a book in his hand.

"I want to go in." Gu Wang lowered his eyes.

He Qinghuan raised his eyes, put down the book, and gave some legs to the side.

I didn't take this opportunity to take advantage of the hope.

There is ample time.

Gu Wang read the book for a long time and kept his progress on the spot. He couldn't help but get out of his mind until the person next to him knocked on his desk, "Go to have a good class."

He reacted, focused his eyes, and first saw the draft paper on the desktop that was drawn in circles, and saw a question very hard.

The handwriting is different. Gu Wang will do a ghost topic when he is drunk. The crooked doodles make He Qinghuan's handwriting look particularly clear and obvious. If Gu Wang doesn't draw the title all over the circle.

It is He Qinghuan's handwriting, Gu Wang can recognize it.

After he looked at this question, a very long equation seemed to be a headache, but it shouldn't be a question beyond the syllabus. It can be seen that it is high school mathematics.

Ten minutes later.

Gu Wang frowned. What the hell is the question? It is wrong to verify and apply several answers to the calculation. There is no solution?

"He Qinghuan." Gu Wang called him by his name with an extremely official tone.

The main reason is that when he sees He Qinghuan, he thinks about calling him Brother Fang. He can only use this tough and dry tone to cover up the discomfort in his heart and eyes.

"You gave me this question?" Gu Wang threw the draft paper back, "I don't know."

Gu Wang pretends to be careless on the surface, I don’t know how to take it away, don’t bother me.

But the nature of a top student is to face difficulties. He is trying to know the answers and algorithms.

He Qinghuan was silent. After a while, he put the question in front of Gu Wang again, "You try again."

Gu Wang, "..."

As a person who has been a child from other people's family since childhood, no matter what other aspects, Gu Wang is confident in his studies. The only thing that happened was like this?

Gu Wang felt that He Qinghuan did it on purpose.

He threw the pen, "I won't try."

As long as you don’t do it, it’s not that you can’t do it, it’s because you haven’t encountered this question.

He Qinghuan leaned over, held Gu Wang's hand hanging down, picked up the pen again with him, and whispered, "Try again, it's very simple."

Gu Wang twisted his fingertips and felt that the place He Qinghuan had touched was a little hot. As soon as he struggled slightly, He Qinghuan let go.

"Then I'll take a look." Gu Wang said depressedly.

It’s just a question, He Qinghuan can do it himself, why do you have to do it yourself?

Perhaps, academic masters are like this. When they encounter difficulties, they want to share them with others, and then Gu Wang can understand them.

He Qinghuan looked at the boy beside him and wrote carefully and made up his lips.

It started to rain again in the afternoon, without any signs. First, it was drizzling, which made the school completely wet, and immediately turned into a heavy rain. People could be wet all over their body in the rain.

Gu Wang saw the leaves of the sycamore tree falling down, and saw the small stream of water formed on the runway, carrying fallen leaves, flowing all the way to the drainage channel.

Falling leaves gradually accumulate at the drainage entrance and become golden.

Song Zhiyan lay on the balcony outside, worried, "It's raining, but I need a physical examination to go to the comprehensive building later."

Something flashed through Gu Wang's mind.

Jinyang High School has a low terrain. In fact, the terrain of the entire city center is slightly lower than that of other districts. Their school is the lowest among them. When the school was established and the site was selected, a master was invited to look at Feng Shui. Here, the top scholar was born.

This causes the rain from other high terrain to pour them every time it rains.

In a short period of time, it may be fine for a day or two days, and light rain is not important, but if it is like this heavy rain, it will take two or three consecutive days to go to the school, and the chances of flooding will be high.

Although it is a low-probability event, it has not happened before.

Gu Wang remembers that once, it rained heavily for five days during the National Day holiday. The school has been doing a good job in drainage work. Every time it rains, a dedicated person is responsible for checking the drainage situation in various places.

But that happened to be the time when the school teachers and staff were on holiday.

The school chooses to stay in school in remote areas.

Late at night and early morning, the drainage channel was blocked and the rain could not be discharged. In addition, the water poured in from other places directly overflowed the first floor of the teaching building and dormitory building.

Gu Wang was on the first floor of the teaching building at that time, and the classrooms in the first grade of high school were all on the first floor.

He came to get his game poster. The water was flooded to his waist. He held the poster and walked towards the classroom with difficulty with the poster. He looked into the room and caused a flood outside.

He looked outside the school gate, and the water was still pouring into the school.

He was in the corridor and was about to hide on the second floor, so he waited for the time being, and the school would definitely send someone to deal with it immediately.

Gu Wang was also very playful, very determined and brave. He sat barefoot on the corridor steps, watching the turbid flood and the slowly rising water level, and he was still in the mood to play with the water.

After waiting for almost an hour, Gu Wang heard someone shouting.

Gu Wang's eyes immediately lit up. He carried his shoes and the poster and ran to the classroom on the second floor.

The boy lay on the window and looked down. He was a lifeguard and a hovercraft.

If you jump down like this, you will definitely be injured. The person below put on air cushions. The water was too deep and the air cushions swayed. Although Gu Wang was brave, he was rarely afraid of looking at the flood that could not be seen at first sight and the water surface that could not be seen.

A second-year high school student jumped down in the classroom next to him, flipped several times, and climbed onto the lifeboat.

It turns out that there are still people in the teaching building.

Gu Wang still didn't dare, his face turned pale.

The boy looked well-behaved and was still in his first year of high school. He was afraid that everyone would understand it, so he coaxed him for a while and climbed up the window hesitantly.

His feet were hanging in the air and his hands were supported on the windowsill behind him.

The man who hadn't spoken on the boat raised his eyes and smiled at Gu Wang, "Jump down, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gu Wang was stunned, why was He Qinghuan here?

Perhaps it was He Qinghuan's occasional gentleness and ambiguity that made Gu Wang unable to stop. He pulled Gu Wang closer, pushed him away, and kept testing Gu Wang's feelings for him.

If Gu Wang acts like a perfunctory person, He Qinghuan will feel that boys are just fun and fresh, and they are no different from others.

That is not enough.

Gu Wang felt a little depressed.

He and He Qinghuan finally reached a dead end. In fact, it was his love of playing and making fun of He Qinghuan feel insecure, and it was also because of He Qinghuan's terrible desire to possess and control beyond ordinary people.

He sighed.

Song Zhiyan poked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Wang's face remained unchanged, "Will the school be flooded?"

"No," Song Zhiyan thought for a while and said, "I have been flooded twice in so many years, and drainage channels are everywhere. Besides, the weather forecast shows that the rain stopped."

Without saying a few words, Wenting came in with a stack of forms, stood on the podium and said, "Now we have gone to our class to go to the comprehensive building for a physical examination. This form..."

Wenting shook and gave each student in the first row part of her and asked them to pass it back. She said, "There are four items in total, blood pressure, vision, height and weight, and another blood draw."

"The blood pressure measurement column also has sub-items, heart rate and pulse. After measuring the test, I wrote the results. Except for blood drawing, the blood will be taken to the hospital for examination before the results can be produced. Nothing else can be missed. After the test is finished, I will hand it over to me after I go back to the classroom."

The sky was still clear in the morning, but now it was raining heavily. Most people didn’t bring umbrellas. Some girls in the class would bring sun umbrellas. The boys had a hard head, and now they didn’t even have to settle down.

Yang Yu pulled a plastic bag out of his schoolbag and put it on his head, "It doesn't matter, no one likes me anyway."

Not many girls have umbrellas, and the whole class has combined, with a total of six umbrellas. Wenting originally thought of borrowing from other classes, but now it is class time...

"Everyone, run over, or you can hold a plastic bag like Yang Yu."

"Ah..." A wailing sounded in the class.

Yang Yu's face hidden behind the plastic bag raised a proud and proud smile.

Not afraid of getting wet from the rain, he stood on his chin and looked at Song Zhiyan.

Song Zhiyan was worried that Meng Ou was in the rain and was so anxious that he scratched his head. After a long time, he asked for a red plastic bag like a vegetable market from his classmate next to him, with a few black words printed on it: Li Ji Fat Intestine, you deserve it.

He handed it to Meng Ou like offering treasure.

Meng Ou, “…”

"You use it yourself, it's quite suitable for you."

Gu Wang knew that he shouldn't laugh at Song Zhiyan, but he couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

When he withdrew his gaze, he accidentally ran into He Qinghuan. He Qinghuan followed his gaze and saw the plastic bag in Song Zhiyan's hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Look at me and want it?"

“…”
To be continued...