The Three Years When I Was Forced To Wear Women’s Clothing On Campus

The car drove steadily on the forest road. The driver looked straight ahead and drove the car solemnly, while the people in the back kept the position of one person's fingers resting on the back of the other's hand.

With a "gudong", Yan Han swallowed.

It may be that the sound of swallowing saliva was so loud that the strange atmosphere just disappeared. Yan Han asked him, "How do you feel?"

It has been a long time, although there is no specific calculation, but it should be almost a minute?

Lin Jianlu finally pulled out his fist slightly, and Yan Han withdrew his hand wittily and asked him, "How is it?"

Lin Jianlu said, "One minute and eighteen seconds."

Yan Han: "Uh...Is it acceptable for me to touch you for so long?"

"Correct."

"There is no psychological resistance?"

"Ok."

"!"

…Wait a minute, why is it that like the pentathlon achievement is a bonus, the time to touch Lin Jianlu has become longer, and I will feel excited!

But the time of one minute and eighteen seconds is indeed quite long, and you should be able to do everything within the scope of normal interaction.

God knows that sometimes he feels uncomfortable when sitting at the same table with Lin Jianlu, because he is afraid that he might accidentally touch each other.

it's good now.

But Yan Han still has something unclear: "So can you only be with me for so long now?"

"No, there are a few more." Lin Jianlu looked at him with jet black eyes, "They are close friends, but they are not in this school."

"Oh."

Yan Han replied, what he thought was that it seemed that he was not special.

Lin Jianlu should be just because he touched his subsequent changes in a moment of desperation.

After thinking about it, Yan Han put his heart back in his stomach and told himself not to think about it.

On the back of the journey, both of them leaned back on their chairs to rest, and no one spoke.

I slept less last night and just exercised vigorously again. Yan Han was tossed very much. Considering that it was only half a day, there was still a lot of time to study later, so he simply leaned back in the seat for the second half. Squinted for a while.

It's a pity that the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere didn't last long. Yan Han was so refreshed when he beat people, and he was embarrassed after arriving at the school hospital.

The first thing that must be ushered in is Li Hongqing's curse.

Of course, with the presence of Lin Jianlu, it is not convenient for Teacher Li to explode and swear so badly.

But this did not prevent Yan Han from being beaten up by the other party.

"Do some people think they are very capable, you said you are a girl, go to fight the gangsters? Are you going to die or something?"

Li Hongqing now looks like an old doctor with a benevolent doctor. Although he is talking about him and his attitude is not good, he is not abrupt. It is a kind of doctor who is angry with disobedient patients.

Especially this is not the first time this patient has done this.

At the beginning, Yan Han also reviewed himself kindly and admitted that he was impulsive.

But afterwards, in Li Hongqing's still chattering voice, he could only continue to maintain a pleasant face and warn him with his eyes—almost.

"..."

Li Hongqing shut his mouth obediently, sprayed Yan Han with medicine for traumatic injury, and prescribed some oral medicine, daily instructing: "Your hand should be a bit hard to work hard recently. It will be fine in two days. , Don’t force it, take a good rest."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Yan Han smiled at him.

I was delayed for some time in the school hospital, and their classmates had already returned by the time Lin Jianlu returned to the teaching building.

After such a major incident, the class teacher was temporarily called to a meeting, and now the class leader organizes self-study.

But the class that was still quiet broke out an unprecedented sound when the two of them appeared!

"They are back!"

"Oh mom, the hero of our class is back!"

Wen Juerong and other classmates in the back row directly shouted slogans: "Ge Lin, you guys are the best!"

Yan Han and Lin Jianlu walked into the class with dumbfounded expressions. At that time, they didn't know that they would be the protagonists in the headlines of tomorrow's major sections.

The squad leader sitting on the front podium was not busy organizing discipline, but stood up and greeted them, wanting to give them a hug.

——What could express friendship and condolences better than a hug after a catastrophe?

It's a pity that Yan Han is afraid that something will happen, revealing the fact that he has no chest, and cruelly avoided.

And Lin Jianlu... well, the whole school knows that Lin Jianlu doesn't like being touched, let alone hugging.

The squad leader who stretched out his hands to make a hug can only change to crying, and at the same time he still asked with concern: "You guys are back. How did you go to the hospital? Are you okay?"

"...It's okay, just a little bruise." Yan Han replied.

At the school hospital, he wiped off the soil on his body with a damp rag, and after reorganizing himself, Yan Han became as radiant as usual.

It is also as indifferent as usual.

He went straight back to his seat to study.

As for Lin Jianlu, he had no expression at all. He took out another school uniform jacket from the storage room, buttoned it neatly, and pinned the small badge with the word "discipline" on his chest before entering. In the class, everyone's discussion was significantly lower.

The squad leader who sat back on the stage again had to pick up a heavy burden, "Ahem. Let's go to self-study, everyone, don't say anything."

The class returned to the previous quiet state. I have to say that this is not a little bit better than that of Class 14. Although there will still be some people talking quietly, it will not interrupt other students' thinking.

Yan Han, who was not wasting time, had already taken out the book and re-worked the problem, and then he hurriedly learned later and understood what Li Hongqing's phrase "Don't force" meant.

——He can't hold the pen in his right hand.

The knuckles of your fingers hurt when you bend them hard.

And forcibly holding the pen will only make the injury heal more slowly.

Yan Han was stupid.

Obviously, he can't directly use his brain to calculate like Lin Jianlu, and he can't do problems at all without calculating!

Holding the pen, Yan Han heard Lin Jianlu next to him asking him: "What's the matter?"

Yan Han cried and said, "My hand... I don't have the strength to hold a pen."

"..." Lin Jianlu: "Then take a break, or you can just ask for a leave."

"No need." Yan Han felt that he would be even more collapsed when he went back to the dormitory without any problems. He reluctantly held the pen without bending his fingers and worked hard to calculate the problem. After getting used to it, he found that he could still write. It's ugly.

But it’s good to be able to write. It’s Friday today. It is estimated that there will be a lot of homework. He doesn’t want to stop doing homework because of the injury of his finger, and he doesn’t want to waste the good study time on Saturday and Sunday.

There is no problem in doing the questions. The only thing that is more tangled is that the transcription and Chinese character annotations on the English text will become a bit troublesome.

The English texts are densely packed. If you want to not affect the reading of the sensory phonetic symbols and annotations, you must be small, and the writing is decent enough, otherwise he doesn't want to read it himself.

But he can't do this status display now.

What is even more sad is that the new text to be memorized today has not yet started to look up the dictionary, and there is not a single word on it!

Yan Han, who also didn't want to slow down his progress due to injury, started to prepare for a new English text after finishing a paper.

He can't write meticulously with his right hand, it doesn't matter that he still has a left hand.

Anyway, he can also draw foreign words according to the gourd painting scoop. Yan Han looked through the heavy and large dictionary, using his right hand for a while, using his left hand for a while, trying to mark the notes of various words on the English book with difficulty.

...Cry ugly, cry ugly, this text will be over soon after memorizing it, so you don't need to read it carefully when reviewing.

He comforted himself like this.

After busying for a while, Yan Han suddenly felt that he had been touched by a finger and turned his head instinctively. He heard Lin Jianlu say: "What do you want to write, or I will write it for you."

"No, you are busy with you."

"It's okay, I'm not busy."

Seeing Lu's words, Lin closed the "extracurricular book" on his desk that he didn't know what it was. The bell rang at the end of get out of class, so he could speak openly, so he directly called Yan Hanna. The book that was about to fall apart was pulled over and looked at the content on it.

"Which words do you need to check, read them to me after checking them, and I will help you transcribe them."

"Uh, don't you like to take notes?" Yan Han was a little embarrassed. To tell the truth, he has been at the same table for almost a week, except when he was doing some homework that would definitely be checked. When did Lin meet the deer? Took the pen.

Maybe it's because I really don't like holding pens. Lin Jianlu is more "rough" than him. Not only does he have no pen case, he only has one pen!

Most people have to prepare a red pen when correcting a wrong question, or some people are used to using a pencil to calculate the problem, and some people like Wen Juerong love all kinds of pens. The pens in the pen bag are often colorful. , But Lin Jianlu’s desk has always only had a very ordinary black carbon pen.

Now the other party picked up the pen and answered his question: "It's fun to watch you take notes, so I suddenly wanted to try it."

Yan Han: "???"

"let us start."

"Ah..." Yan Han began to look through the dictionary to look up words that he didn't recognize or called them correctly. After checking, if he couldn't read the words and the pronunciation was difficult to remember, he would let Lin Jianlu mark him as he didn't know. Or words with multiple meanings will also be marked in detail next to them.

Because Lin sees that Lu doesn’t write often at all, Yan Han hasn’t noticed how the other party’s writing is.

So when he saw a series of fluent running script and small English squiggles in his book, Yan Han swallowed again.

The black signature pen seems to be a typewriter in Lin Jianlu's pen. Every character he writes is very standard, and every string of letters is very beautiful. At first glance, it seems hard to believe that this is a person writing out of thin air with a pen. Go up!

Seeing that Lu finished a series of comments again, Lin turned his head to look at Yan Han, but Yan Han was stunned for the moment, and even forgot to look up the dictionary.

He looked back, and in order not to delay Lin Jianlu's time, he flipped through the dictionary and hurried to look up the next word.

Lin Jianlu was very patient and didn't urge him, but after the two people worked together to look up a few words, he suddenly said, "Since you want to learn a foreign language by backing the text, instead of looking up words. In the process, I deepen my impression, so why bother to look up words in the dictionary by myself?"

"This..." Yan Han was a little dazed by the question, and tried to explain: "Because there is no other way?"

That's it. In fact, the video of Xueba's live broadcast system contains courseware explaining words and grammar, but the explanation in the video is too slow, and waiting for the words explained in the video is too wasteful of time.

What's more, he has a weak foundation, and there are a lot of vocabulary that the teacher thinks in the video is unnecessary, but he doesn't know him yet, so he can only check it himself.

Mobile phones are not allowed in the class, and it is impossible for him to deliberately spend money to buy electronic dictionaries. Besides, Yan Han has become accustomed to looking up dictionaries. He is very fast. He has always used this method.

After understanding the situation, Lin Jianlu nodded and said, "That's okay. Which word you don't know, I can look it up for you first. If you are not sure, then check the dictionary."

"This..." Yan Han's eyes widened and suddenly felt that this might be a good way?

However, it turns out that Lin Jianlu, who has almost scored full marks in English when he was divided into classes, will obviously not be defeated by these unlearned texts.

He successfully translated the entire text and taught Yan Han how to pronounce it. The efficiency was so high that Yan Han felt like he was a one-to-one English teacher he hired.

…No, this horse riding is simply an AI smart dictionary!

Even the time to type words is saved!

The eldest brother’s eyes lit up instantly. After the two of them finished translating a text, Yan Han deliberately put on a little "shy" appearance, and asked Lin Jianlu jokingly: "How much will it cost an hour if you ask you to be a tutor? No, how much is a text?"

"Ordinary people can't hire me." Lin Jianlu took a look at him, and then said, "You don't need money."

"Huh?" Yan Han fell into a daze again.

"Aren't we friends?" Lin Jianlu raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Still at the same table, of course we must help each other."