It's mid-May, early summer.
Shao Zhan couldn't understand Xu Sheng's body more thoroughly. He had entered in two other ways, and knew where he was sensitive, where he couldn't be touched, and where he could let him roll away with a hoarse voice.
Sweat dripped down his forehead with scorching heat.
Only then did Xu Sheng clearly realize that the winter that was filled with revisions and joint exams, consisting of countless sketches and audio sounds coming from the headphone cable during the joint exam was over.
The next day for the exercise, most of the students from No. 6 Middle School changed out of their autumn jackets.
Since Shao Zhan is now a senior in high school, at the most critical time, the person who spoke as the student representative at the flag-raising ceremony every Monday was replaced by a second-year high school student: "We have invited xxx classmates from the second year of high school to come to the stage to speak under the flag—"
Gu Yanwang put his hands behind his back on the edge of the flag-raising platform, looked left and looked around, as if to patrol the territory, and said in a low voice, "What's going on with that wall over the playground? What does it look like…”
The wall Gu Yanwang was talking about was a school fence facing the flag-raising platform, with black and grey lines on it, all of which were ball marks.
Xu Sheng was ten minutes late, he avoided the teacher, walked quietly from the back row of the playground, and didn't stand for a long time, raised his hand to support his waist: "...Fuck."
Both of them are tall, and Shao Zhan stood behind him. Seeing his small gesture, he put his hand on his waist to support him: "I didn't want to mess with you last night. Does it hurt?"
There was still more than a month of college entrance examination, and he was busy reviewing, and Shao Zhan really didn't bother him much in the end.
Xu Sheng: "It was on the edge of the desk."
A student from Class 6 next to him glanced at Class 7 inadvertently, and this glance just happened to swipe the hand of the student who didn't take it back: "..."
The boy's face was cold, and his palms were placed on the waist of the man in front. The school uniform was already loose, or maybe Xu Xueba was too thin. After wearing it, the waist was obviously sunken, and the folds of the clothes were meandering down.
The man quickly retracted his eyes.
… He seemed to see something he shouldn't have seen.
The content of the exercise was similar to the previous one. After the student representatives gave speeches on the topic of "Reading more and reading good books", the teachers from the sports group came to the stage to read out the relevant matters of the "Basketball Game". The grades participating in the competition were only the first and second grades. After that, all the students disbanded in place.
The third year of senior year sighed, and Hou Jun shook his head on the podium as soon as he returned to class: "Hey, there is no human rights in senior year..."
"Who said no," Tan Kai followed into the class, "I don't even have the right to participate in the basketball game. I lost the first game last year. I want to go back this year and let them see the style of the seventh class."
"Did our class attend last year?" Xu Shengguai went to the canteen to buy water, returned to work with the water, and gave Qiu Qiu and the others a few lollipops that he bought from the cashier in the canteen. He just heard this sentence, " I'm not impressed."
The sophomore year of the seventh class did compare once. At that time, Xu Sheng was still a feared "school bully". Naturally, no one dared to invite him to form a team, let alone Shao Zhan. Dare to find.
Hou Jun said: "Have attended, you may have skipped class at that time, and you were busy walking around on the edge of violating school rules all day."
Hou Jun's words were well-founded, but Xu Sheng could not refute: "..."
Hou Jun said and looked into Xu Sheng's collar: "Brother Sheng, you..."
There was a faint mark on his collarbone.
While Shao Zhan was not in his seat, Xu Sheng sat directly in his seat to look for the test paper, and the chair swayed backwards: "What?"
Hou Jun ordered until: "I have toilet water in my bedroom. If you need it, you can borrow it from me."
Xu Sheng: "?"
The fact that the third year of high school could not participate in the basketball game directly caused the atmosphere of the class to be sluggish. In addition, the results of the mock test last week were also obtained. This time, the ranking of the mock test is the ranking of the whole city. The grades are all joys and sorrows. If you do well in the test, that’s all. Not doing well in the test will directly affect the mentality before the test.
Tan Kai is a typical example. In the past, he and Hou Jun were always talking about comic dialogue together in class. Now Hou Jun said nothing, he didn't pick up on each other, and he slammed his head into writing.
Xu Sheng tried to comfort him, but to no avail, so he dragged Shao Zhan over.
Shao Zhan: "What's the use of me going."
"Aren't you studying God," Xu Sheng said, "Tan Kai has worshipped you since his freshman year in high school. Your words may be useful."
If Shao Zhan in the past never thought that he would take the initiative to stand in front of his classmates one day, but he said coldly, "This time the simulation paper is very simple" did not comfort Tan Kai at all.
"This time the simulation roll is very simple," Shao Zhan said, and paused again, "It stands to reason that there should not be so many loss points."
Xu Sheng: "…"
Tan Kai: "..." I cried so loudly, believe it or not, I will cry for you.
Hou Jun, who is comforting Tan Kai: "..."
"Excuse me," Xu Sheng put his hand on his boyfriend's shoulder, intending to take him away, "Continue as if he doesn't exist."
The repressed atmosphere in Class 7 was maintained until the evening self-study. Classes from other grades who participated in the basketball game trained on the court. After school, the basketball court was empty and quiet, and the sound was transmitted all the way into the teaching building through the rear window.
After Xu Sheng finished writing the paper in his hand, he turned the pen around and asked a shocking sentence: "Does anyone want to go down and play?"
"...?"
No one spoke.
Xu Sheng: "Don't you understand, let me repeat it again?"
"No, I understand," Tan Kai was shocked by Xu Sheng's words, "but isn't it a self-study now? How can I go down and play."
Shao Zhan faintly sensed what Xu Sheng was going to say next.
Sure enough, Xu Sheng leaned back and said quite naturally, "... I'm skipping class."
"You don't miss class when you grow up, right?" Xu Zhan glanced down at the screen of his mobile phone again, and after checking the time, he said, "Gu Yanwang and Lao Meng are supposed to be in a meeting, and now they can sneak off and play for half an hour. "
Xu Sheng said, "Learning this kind of thing pays attention to the combination of work and rest. The temporary relaxation is to be able to study better in the future. Raise your hand, who wants to come with me?"
Everyone was eager to try, but no one dared to move for a while, until a very slight seat movement sounded in the silent classroom.
Shao Zhan got up and walked to the back door of the classroom, turning to look at Xu Sheng: "Don't go?"
Shao Zhan acted too fast, and he didn't give anyone any time to react. He said that the next second he skipped class, he had already left the classroom.
This is a reassurance for others.
All students skip class.
What else are they afraid of!
"Let's go," Hou Jun put on his sneakers, "I'll be mad if I stay in the classroom again."
Even Qiu Qiu threw a pen: "Are there any cheerleaders missing?"
Tan Kai walked out of his autism: "Sister Qiu, please call Brother Kai three times later!"
There are still more than 100 days before the college entrance examination, and the third and seventh classes of senior high school collectively skip classes.
When the seventh class left, it happened that the second year of high school was playing a training game.
There was a class on the court that didn't have an appointment, so they could only practice shooting by themselves. The basketball slammed into the hoop with a bang and flew straight off the court—the next second, there was another bang, and a The articulated hand caught the ball, then with a twist of the wrist, the basketball landed.
Shao Zhan's school uniform cuffs were folded up a few times, his wrists were thin, and no one else in the seventh class had seen him play the ball.
The boy's brows and eyes were stern, and his words were even colder, causing the other side to not speak for a long time.
"Brother," Xu Sheng was often surprised by Shao Zhan's social skills. He sighed and said, "Your tone and words sound like you're looking for someone to fight."
Shao Zhan: "..."
This training match is still an appointment. Xu Sheng played with Shao Zhan for the first time. In the PE class, they only played badminton with Qiu Qiu and the others. They didn’t dare to play too hard. No.
Class 7 students quickly discovered that these two masters are fast and accurate types. Xu Sheng usually twists and turns, but Hou Jun is someone who has fought with him. Knowing that he is serious, he rarely speaks. Sure enough, Xu Sheng bent down, raised his hand and tugged at the collar of his shirt, and went up to grab the ball on the opposite side.
Shao Zhan scored a point after receiving the ball. The two cooperated very well - the ball slammed down from right above the basket without any bias.
The whistle rang out on the basketball court.
"Brother Zhan, this ball is beautiful!" Hou Jun said while wiping his sweat.
Tan Kai's football skills are actually very bad, so bad that Qiu Qiu couldn't find the right words to praise him while watching the game, but he didn't count it in his mind: "I did that operation just now, no one noticed? No one praised me. ."
Xu Sheng: "...?"
Xu Sheng was silent for a while, and reluctantly praised him: "The operation you almost smashed the ball into the opponent's hand just now is very detailed."
"The operation of shooting the wrong basket," Shao Zhan said, "is also very detailed."
Tan Kai: "…"
The teenagers on the court were enthusiastic and flamboyant. Qiu Qiu and the others sat on the side to help with the clothes. She never thought that she was so close to the college entrance examination that she could still do such a thing of skipping classes to watch people play.
During this time, everyone was under a lot of pressure. It was not so much pressure as confusion about the future. I had thought about the college entrance examination many times, and I was so close to the most important exam in my life, but I couldn't help showing my timidity.
But at the moment all the emotions are left behind.
The taut strings in their minds were broken up by the sentence "Skip class". They have always followed the rules. In life, in addition to brushing questions, they are brushing questions. Several fouls seem to be inseparable from Xu Sheng.
Qiu Qiu shouted "Come on, Class 7".
Mixed in Qiu Qiu's words of cheering was Gu Yanwang's frantic voice: "Second and seventh class in high school - what are you doing?!"
The ball in Hou Jun's hand almost flew out, his reaction was like playing a game secretly at home and his mother pushed the door and came in: "Fuck me?"
"Didn't Gu Yanwang go to a meeting?"
Gu Yanwang was indeed in a meeting. The back window of the conference room was facing the basketball court. Everyone narrowed their eyes and looked at the teaching building. Only then did they see Gu Yanwang's head sticking out of the window at a window on the third floor. The young man has sparse hair and an angry expression: "Don't run, you bastard, I'll come down immediately, what are you doing on the court if you don't study well?!"
The ball in Hou Jun's hand was slapped flying by Xu Sheng.
Xu Sheng: "What are you doing, run away?"
Class seven students swarmed back and forth.
Qiu Qiu ran slowly, Xu Sheng slowed down and came back to pull her, and called Shao Zhan by the way: "same table, wait a minute, you can also run with someone."
So Shao Zhan slowed down and waited for them by leaning on the iron net of the basketball court.
Qiu Qiu was being led to run, and the wind blew past her ears. She suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't because of the sentence "I skipped class", but because she found that the teenagers on the field were always enthusiastic and always upward... She was the same.