After Xie Yu finished speaking, He Chao didn't speak for a long time.
Just when he thought this topic would end like this, He Chao suddenly said, "I think it's me, a handsome group."
The two were lying side by side on the playground, their postures were a bit wild, and they were so tired that they didn't have time to care about their image. He Chao opened his hands in large fonts and found that his body temperature was several degrees hotter than the playground floor.
Xie Yu didn't have the strength to laugh at him. He was always convinced by this man's thick skin. He moved his legs and wanted to kick both of his feet, but he didn't kick him, because He Chao suddenly sat up with support.
He Chao said again: "Really, have you ever seen someone more handsome than me, the vast sea of people can know someone like me..."
Xie Yu said, "You're still working hard."
He Chao: "Bi Xian said no."
Xie Yu recalled the evening self-study where they played Pen Fairy, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Yes, who said no," Xie Yu jokingly looked at him, then raised a finger to himself, "You sir, I am."
He Chao: "Master?"
Xie Yu replied casually, "Hard, grandson."
"Fuck you, take advantage of me, kid."
His seniority suddenly dropped by two generations, He Chao smiled and pulled Xie Yu's collar, pretending to be fierce to him, but he couldn't control the strength in his hands, and he didn't expect Xie Yu to lie down and let him not fight back.
Accidentally pulled his head, and the collar was pulled wide.
Xie Yu's skin was originally white, but after running, and in the sun, it looked slightly reddish, and the redness came out a little bit from the bottom. The young man was lean and beautiful, even a little seductive.
"Who takes advantage of whom?" Xie Yu patted He Chao's hand, "let go."
He Zhao let go, and sat there for a while, before laying back down again, dryly saying, "You... you're in good shape."
Xie Yu replied fluently, "Thank you, you're not bad too."
The chaotic thoughts in his mind came to an abrupt end, and He Zhao almost forgot what he was bothering about just now.
But He Chao still felt hot, from the throat all the way to the chest cavity where he couldn't breathe, an indescribable heat.
Some burn.
He Chao didn't know what to think, his mind was stunned, and the ghosts and spirits secretly glanced at his crotch.
…
Xie Yu didn't know He Chao's train of thought, turned several corners and ran out all the way.
It was quiet all around, and he heard He Chao's breathing.
And the other party's heartbeat that hasn't stopped until now.
After a while, Xie Yu closed his eyes and asked, "The heart rate is too fast and you are tired?"
He Zhao wiped his face and didn't know what to say: "Ah, yes... I'm tired from running."
Luo Wenqiang ran for about ten laps and collapsed on the ground after running, half a playground away from them.
After he had enough rest, he went to the canteen to buy water, and by the way, he brought two bottles to help two crazy classmates. He walked across the playground, walked to Xie Yu and He Chao, squatted down, and handed the water over: "Wow, You two, fifteen laps? Really fifteen laps?"
Ice water, still breezy.
Xie Yu: "Thank you."
He Chao sat up and took the water, unscrewed the cap and poured half of the bottle with his head up: "Is it strong, don't be afraid, say 15 times, just 15 times."
"It's amazing," Luo Wenqiang expressed his intentions. "So, for the autumn games, let's run long distances."
The topic changed too quickly, He Chao patronized and blew, but he didn't respond for a while: "Huh?"
It was the first time someone invited Xie Yu to participate in a group activity. It didn't matter to run long distances, but the third class sports committee was too active. If there were no accidents, it would take another half a month, and there was no specific time.
But Luo Wenqiang himself shook his head and said, "Alas, life is just a blink of an eye."
Xie Yu: "..."
He Chao: "..." Brother, your ideological awareness is a bit high.
After chatting for a while, several people got up and went back to the classroom.
Walking all the way in the corridor, I found that all the classes were already fried, and the quiet appearance could not be maintained, and it was too noisy.
"It's so noisy," passing by Class 8, Shen Jie and the others were still singing K song, He Chao plugged one ear with his fingers, not wanting to accept the torture, and said, "Why do we pull the curtains without saying a word in our class? Tight, so silent, it's not like our class's usual style."
He Zhao said, and pushed open the back door of Class Three.
The movie is playing on the big screen, and the movie is halfway through.
As the monitor, Liu Cunhao obliged to move his chair and sit on the edge of the podium. Whenever there was any movement outside the door, he dragged the mouse to turn off the movie.
"Scared me," Liu Cunhao called out the movie again when he saw a few of them came in, "I thought who was it, come, let's watch it. If you want to raise your bets, go to Wanda and add it, buy it. Leave."
The curtains were drawn tight and the lights were all turned off, which really gave them the feel of a small theater.
Xie Yu didn't understand: "What are you doing?"
"Guess who the murderer is," Wanda introduced to them. "This is a suspense movie. It's fifty cents a share. Do you want to bet, sir?"
"No, no, it's unfair to me and Lao Xie. I don't know what I said before," He Chao said, and praised, "But you guys are very business-minded, I have to admit that."
This grade-level carnival was less than half an hour, and it was broken by Director Jiang himself: "Okay, I'm going to approve a test paper, you want to turn the world upside down, right?"
The mad dog scolded all the way from Class 8: "Class 8 treats the classroom as a KTV, and your class's movie theater, everyone has their own ideas. Do you know what you are doing in this exam? Are you still so happy, so happy?!"
He Chao leaned into Xie Yu's ear and said, "It's all death anyway, it's better to die in peace."
Director Jiang pointed to the last row: "What are you talking about, whispering, not running enough for fifteen laps?"
He Chao was about to say "nothing to say", but the good Chinese tablemate beside him stabbed him directly - Xie Yu repeated what He Chao had just said.
The whole class burst into laughter.
"If you want to die then, I will fulfill you," Director Jiang was so angry, "He Chao, get out of here and stand in the corridor."
"… "
He Chao was used to it, and the posture of getting out was quite skilled.
Director Jiang seemed to have a few small compositions left unfinished, so he called He Chao out and kept it for training, and kept talking in class three. He Chao was tired from standing, and he secretly took two steps back, leaning against the back door frame to chat with Xie Yu, "Little boy, you're not being righteous like this."
Xie Yu replied, "You are annoying."
"...The phenomenon of boarding students being late, we have also found a countermeasure to deal with you." Director Jiang talked about the lateness of the dormitory from the class discipline, "All students here, from tomorrow morning, you will feel a kind of waking up. strength."
The power to get up.
This fucking clearly felt the desire to kill.
In the early morning of the next day, the dormitory building broadcast loudly, and a song of loyalty to the country exploded in everyone's ears.
"The wolf smoke rises from the river and the mountains to the north, the dragon rises and rolls, and the horse neighs~"
"I am willing to defend the land and restore the borders, and the dignified China will let the Quartet~"
There is passion in the heroic, magnificent and high-spirited, enough to arouse the passionate soul of every good man of the motherland! The sense of mission that arises spontaneously, the passion for learning is constantly boiling!
At six o'clock in the morning, everyone in the dormitory building was really boiling.
They got up from the bed, and in a hurry they didn't even bother to put on their slippers. They opened the door and asked, invariably scolded two words: "Fuck me!"
"What's the matter, what's the situation, at six o'clock, let no one sleep?"
"Who the hell is singing?!"
He Chao pulled the quilt up, intending to get through the time of a song.
In the end, I was really hurt by this broadcast, and there were endless scolding voices outside the door. I couldn't bear it any longer, and I sat up with my arms up: "...what are you doing?"
After sleeping all night, all the after-effects of running 15 laps yesterday came up, especially the ankle that was injured not long ago, it was still a little difficult to endure the high-intensity long-distance running.
He Chao scratched his hair, got out of bed, walked slowly to the door with his slippers, opened the bedroom door, and also shouted a few words: "Is it so cowardly, serving the country with loyalty, it's very good."
He Zhao's volume is not high, but his voice is very recognizable, his tone is always slightly raised, and there are casual jokes mixed in.
Someone saw him and stopped to complain: "Chao Ge Zao."
He Chao didn't speak, he yawned and raised his hand to gesture to the man, then swayed to the opposite door and stopped, out of the mentality of having both blessings and difficulties, he knocked on the door and called Xie Yu: "Old Xie, get up, old Xie... That's all. Can you sleep?"
He Zhao's hair was messy and his clothes were not neatly arranged. He knocked for a while and no one responded. It just so happened that "Serve the Country" stopped. He was about to go back to sleep, when the door in front of him opened with a creak.
"You don't fucking finish it," Xie Yu took out the earplugs that were stuck in his ears and leaned against the door to look at him, "If you have a fart, let it go."
Regardless of whether Xie Yuhuan welcomed him into the room or not, He Chao flashed in directly from his side: "I'm looking for you for breakfast."
Xie Yu didn't close the door. He stood at the door and looked at him with three words in his eyes, 'Get out'.
He Chao just pretended not to see it.
Although the song on the radio stopped, Director Jiang's speech had just begun: "Hello? Can you hear me, ah, well, good morning, classmates, the so-called day's plan is in the morning..."
He Chao was shocked: "Damn, it's not over yet?"
Xie Yu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
In this way, he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to, so he simply closed the door and turned to wash up.
"Yesterday's mathematics, really, the math teacher will be moved to tears when she sees it," Xie Yu was brushing his teeth, He Chao leaned against the wall, and stood at the door of Duwei to argue with him, "Just wait for him to praise me, I've never had such a good feel for answering questions, I know every question..."
After Xie Yu brushed his teeth, he took some water with his hand and splashed it on his face.
When He Chao said, "I will definitely pass this time", Xie Yu wiped his face and threw the towel directly on He Chao's face.
It's fine that he didn't mention this, but Xie Yu felt bored when he mentioned the monthly exam paper, thinking to himself, you passed the shit.
"What are you doing?" He Zhao took the towel off his face, "Get up?"
Xie Yu put his hand on the edge of the zipper of his trousers, and pulled the zipper down a little with his fingers. It was obvious what he wanted to do: "Close the door and tuck it in."
"Shy, everyone is a man."
He Zhao said so, but he turned around and walked towards the desk quite cooperatively.
Xie Yu unzipped his pants and ignored him.
During the math test yesterday afternoon, Xie Yu asked He Chao how he was doing in order to know the control division area.
The questions on this set of test papers are basically after-school exercises, with only some minor changes, such as changing 10 to 20. The test is too low and it really looks like a mental retardation.
He Zhao believed it when he said it was a good answer.
After all, He Chao usually doesn't miss the class at all. Since he angered the math teacher last time, his math class has not been so good, and he can't play with his mobile phone, so he has to look up at the blackboard.
I don't know if he understands it or not. Anyway, this person said a few words on the side if he had something to do: "It turns out that it is so simple. Do you understand this question? I understand."
He knows a... hammer.
When Xie Yu glanced at his answer when he was wrapping up the scroll, he knew that He Chao had completely betrayed his trust.
He Zhao circled the room twice, and finally sat down on Xie Yu's bed.
After Xie Yu went to the toilet, he cleaned Duwei by the way. When he finished washing his hands and went out, he saw He Chao, who had nothing to do and ran to knock on the door, shouting for breakfast, was lying on his bed again and fell asleep.
The hem of He Chao's shirt was rolled up. Although he looked tall and thin, he had everything he should have.
The muscles where the waist is connected to the lower abdomen are clearly defined, especially when the breathing rises and falls, but the youthfulness of the youth dilutes its aggression.
He Chao buried half of his face in the quilt.
Xie Yu moved his wrist a few times, wanting to punch someone.
After the monthly exam, no matter what the grades are, everyone has returned to the loose state that was called loving life at best.
The classmates who entered the school gate in the morning patronized chatting with idol stars and last night's hit TV series. Mad Dog stepped on the bell of the morning reading class and stood at the school gate to catch late arrivals.
The teacher of No. 2 Middle School is very efficient in approving the test papers. In the evening, he brings the test papers back to work overtime and then approves them, and the results will be released the next day.
Wanda squatted in front of the teacher's office for the entire class, tilted his head, and pressed his ears to the door panel. Just when Tang Sen opened the door and went out to take out the garbage, he suddenly stood up, turned around and burrowed into the toilet.
"Wait," Tang Sen wasn't blind either, he waved at Wanda, "Come here."
When Tang Sen first took office, he heard other teachers say that this child especially likes to listen to the corners of the wall. Today, I finally saw it. He took a garbage bag in his hand, took a few steps forward, and asked him, "What did you hear?"
Wanda said: "Our class is at the bottom of the class, the first and second grades are in our class, but it's just the countdown. The second class has the highest average score, someone got full marks in math, and Xu Qingqing did well in English... The Chinese teacher in the next class is getting married next month. ."
Tang Sen just sat there vaguely and glanced at Wanda's head. He really didn't expect him to hear so much: "Your ears are very bright. How many ears do you have? Are there any more?"
Wanda: "No more, the report is over."
Seeing that class is about to start soon, Tang Sen didn't have time to teach him: "If you have time, read more books, go to class, by the way - let He Chao come to my office at noon."
Wanda responded quickly.
Tang Sen took a few steps out, then backed up, and said after a while, "...call Xie Yu along."
In classrooms.
He Chao sat in his seat and played a low-cost homemade paper game with Xie Yu and Xie Yu in the last lesson - backgammon. In the last language class, the two of them drew 2:2.
He Chao's logical thinking ability is very strong, and the front line is extremely long. Every time Xie Yu's five sons are about to be connected, He Chao can always intervene to break it. With He Chao's IQ, Xie Yu does not Know if this is a mistake.
Wanda walked back on the bell, "Brother Chao, Brother Yu, Lao Tang asked you two to come to his office at noon. You two... How can you count down every time you take the test?"
He Chao heard this and knew that Wanda had inquired about the results, so he put down his pen and asked, "Me? How many?"
Xie Yu had already guessed the ending without raising his head.
Sure enough, Wanda said, "One down, and you only have ten points in math."
He Chao seemed to be deeply immersed in the dream of passing the test, unable to extricate himself. When he heard the word "ten", he was a little surprised: "I'm only one step away from the single digit?"
Wanda said, "Isn't that right, you're so good, it will directly drop the average score of our class by two points."
After Wanda finished speaking, he found that He Chao's mood was a little low, and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Chao?"
"Don't worry about him, he didn't wake up," Xie Yu said, "I'm still waiting for the math teacher's praise... Go to sleep, there's everything in your dreams."
Wanda recently felt that she and Xie Yu were almost familiar with each other, so she blurted out: "Brother Yu, you are twenty minutes, and you two are not much better than each other."
Xie Yu: "...Are you looking for a beating?"
He Zhao laughed directly after hearing this, and the more he laughed, the more exaggerated he became.
At noon, Tang Sen hurried back to the office after an early meal, waiting for the two students who were the first and second to come to the office to look for him.
He wrote several outlines of the conversation, and finally decided to go free.
"Mr. Tang, the two of them have been like this since the first year of high school," the other teachers watched Tang Sen sorting out and analyzing the monthly exam papers of the two for a long time, and also heard that they had an appointment to talk at noon, "You can teach normally. Well, they really don't want to listen, and there's nothing I can do. I'm not saying what to do with you, give them up, or the two of them... Really, there's no way, there's no way."
Tang Sen continued to read the exam papers of He Chao and Xie Yu, and did not face the teacher's denial. He didn't feel that he was doing a thankless thing. He said, "I will teach as normal and try my best to teach—this Haven't you done your best yet?"
After more than ten minutes, the two arrived and knocked on the door one after another: "Report."
Townsend closed the lesson plan in his hand: "Come in."
It's not hard to guess what Lao Tang wanted to do with them. It was nothing more than criticizing their grades. In the first year of high school, the teachers of all subjects approached them to talk about it, that is, to talk about what should be done after the talk.
He Chao looked relaxed, and he thought that he often dealt with this situation.
"You two, sit down," Townsend put the test paper on the table, "I want to ask you, where do you find it difficult to study? Say it and let's try to solve it together."
In other words, 'Why on earth did you two get such a low score?'.
Xie Yu couldn't give any reason, because he knew the correct answer, so he avoided it perfectly, for fear of scaring him.
On the other hand, He Chao replied fluently, "It's difficult everywhere."
"He Chao, I just told your class teacher a while ago that you have performed well in your math class recently." During the conversation, the math teacher walked in after dinner, holding a toothpick in his hand, "How did you get this test done this time?"
He Chao stopped talking.
Xie Yu replied for his deskmate: "In class, he thought he understood it himself."
This time, it was the math teacher's turn not to know what to say. He shook his head and went back to his seat: "You... you are really amazing people."