Chapter 932： Vulnerability beneath a cynic exterior

The students in the other three classes were busy, and the students in the fourth class also ushered in a "disaster."

Yan Zhixu walked into the student dormitory with a black plastic bag in his hand, asking the students to hand in their mobile phones and snacks.

Pilots also have a set of strict standards for physical fitness assessment, so the students' diet school has a set of plans.

They can't eat unhealthy junk food, so as to avoid unexpected health conditions, and the physical examination will fail.

Painful wailing came from the boys' dormitory.

Everyone held their mobile phones and snacks, and said rude words in their mouths, hoping to win the sympathy of the teachers.

Yan Zhixu pulled out a chair and sat down, the plastic bag in his hand containing the mobile phone looted from the girls' dormitory.

She stepped on a pair of warm black Martin boots, her feet swaying lazily.

"Call your family or friends and family, and hand over the phone to me when you're done. Those who perform well can get a call every week."

People present: "..."

I always feel that the teacher is drawing a big cake for them, but I have to say that this cake is quite tempting.

Seeing that she had made up her mind and couldn't change it, everyone sighed and stopped making senseless resistance.

They took their phones, flipped through their contact lists, and called familiar friends and relatives.

"Mom, when it's cold, you don't go to the fields to work. You should pay attention to your health at home, wear more clothes, and don't be reluctant to go to the hospital when you are sick. By the way, the school is busy, so I won't go back this Spring Festival this year. already."

"Grandpa, you have bad legs and feet. It's not easy to move around with crutches. Try to avoid going out when it's raining."

"Xiaoxiao, you study hard at school, didn't you say you want your idol's autograph, and I'll bring it to you when I go back."

...

The voices of the students resounded in my ears.

Although it is noisy, every word has a unique temperature, which warms the cold bedroom.

Thinking of his relatives and friends far away in Haishi, a flash of nostalgia flashed in Yan Zhixu's eyes.

Family is a wonderful word.

Suddenly, his eyes noticed Huo Rin in the corner.

Everyone else was making calls with mobile phones in their hands, but he stayed quietly, which seemed out of tune with the warm atmosphere around him.

Friends and family?

Gee, I really don't know who to call.

Huo Rin rubbed his forehead, not knowing what he recalled, his expression was a little erratic.

Xu Shi noticed Yan Zhixu's gaze, and he raised his head with a smile.

"Why is the teacher staring at me all the time? Could it be that my face is full of flowers? It's a sin to be too handsome."

The expression was cynical and looked condescending, but the sadness in the bottom of his eyes disappeared in a flash.

Yan Zhixu did not hesitate to ask, "Student Huo is quite narcissistic. I didn't look at you, I was just staring in this direction."

Everyone has their own little secrets in their hearts, and rashly asking them when they are unfamiliar will only poke each other's wounds.

Huo Rin's face seems to be going well in her career, but her relationship is weak and her parents are not alive.

She retracted her gaze.

Listening to the voices of other people in my ears, without any impatience, I waited quietly for the students to finish their calls, then put away their mobile phones and put them in a plastic bag.

"Don't worry, it will be returned to you safe and sound when the time comes."

After speaking, stand up.

Yan Zhixu put the chair back in place and walked out of the dormitory building with the plastic bag in his hand.

Go back to your dormitory, take out a bunch of keys, open the cabinet, and put these phones inside.