Hou Mo was afraid that Sui Hou Yu would die if he fell asleep, so he didn't doze off after Sui Hou Yu helped to apply the medicine, and went to class seriously.
He is quite lazy, relying on his good memory, he basically does not take notes, but today he took a pen to draw two strokes on the textbook, and wrote down a few key points.
Resting his chin and turning the pen in his spare time, he turned his head to look at Suihou Yu.
Suihou Yu couldn't sit still in class, he would always do some small movements, half-heartedly attending class could make him sit still, it was an alternative way of learning.
The content of today's little action is to engrave a rubber stamp. Suihou Yu looks up at the blackboard from time to time, and when he sees the important point, he records it in his notebook.
Seemingly noticing Hou Mo's gaze, Sui Hou Yu stopped the carving knife and glanced at Hou Mo. After the two people looked at each other, they exchanged eye contact for a few rounds. The waves met the rocks, and the matches collided with red phosphorus like swords and swords.
After a long time, they looked away.
The teacher knocked on the blackboard and said: "Here is the key point, write it down."
Suihou Yu looked up at the blackboard, then took a carving knife and wrote something in the notebook, poking a hole.
"Fuck..." Suihou Yu muttered.
Forgot to change the pen.
Seeing this scene, Hou Mo burst out laughing with a "puchi" as a sign of ridicule.
Suihou Yu put down the carving knife, closed the lid, and took a note to write down the key points. After I finished writing, I went back and forth to look at the notes, trying to see if I could fix it, and finally took out a roll of tape from the desk and sealed it.
He likes to play with stationery, and he has prepared a lot of such things.
He is the kind of person who can play for a while with decorations on the pen. For example, if there is a spring behind the pen and a doll on the spring, he will find writing notes very interesting. While writing, watch the doll shake, so that I can write down the notes.
After writing for a while, a ball of paper suddenly appeared on the table, and it rolled in front of his eyes.
He turned his head to look at Hou Mo, and saw Hou Mo beckoning him to open it.
He took the ball of paper and opened it, and saw that Hou Mo had drawn a schematic diagram of a tennis court, with small markings beside it.
For example, S stands for him, and SP stands for Hou Mo.
The straight line with the arrow represents the path the two of them move, and the dotted line with the arrow is the path of the ball back and forth.
There are also several circles drawn on the field, and a black box with diagonal lines drawn in it to represent an area.
He first looked at Hou Mo's handwriting, then pursed his lips and looked at his notebook. There was indeed a big difference between the two people's handwriting. His handwriting can be said to be in a child's style, with strokes and strokes, slender and uniformly crooked, as if a page of text is walking with its head up.
Not ugly, but definitely not pretty.
But Hou Mo's handwriting... is really pretty.
He glanced at the blackboard and the teacher again, listening to the class with his ears, but his eyes were looking at the picture.
Obviously, this picture of Hou Mo is teaching him how to move, and he also summed up some skills beside it, such as—
Grab the net: defensive slash, half-height slash.
Don't grab the net: straight ball, small corner, strong slash.
The style of the pictures drawn by Hou Mo is quite strange, if it weren't for Sui Hou Yu, it would be difficult for others to understand.
It took him a long time to understand this weird road map, and he secretly remembered it.
As soon as he put down the paper, another ball of paper was thrown on him, and then bounced away.
His excellent reflexes made him subconsciously reach out to catch it, and he held it neatly in the palm of his hand, but because of his excessive movements, he caught the teacher's attention.
Just now Suihou Yu was just throwing punches suddenly on the seat, grabbing out of thin air, and he didn't know what he caught, the movement was so fast that the teacher didn't see it clearly.
The teacher glanced at Sui Houyu, and then said: "Well, let Hou Yu answer this question."
Suihou Yu stood up and looked at the blackboard, seeming to put his hands in his pockets, but actually put away the ball of paper.
He looked at the question and was silent for 3 seconds before answering.
Completely correct.
The teacher motioned him to sit down.
After sitting down, he saw that Hou Mo was holding back his laughter, but he didn't make a sound, but his shoulders kept shaking, and he looked like he needed a beating.
He gave Hou Mo a blank look, opened the ball of paper, and this time the picture was even more amazing...
What are these paintings
He looked at the picture, then looked at the text below, and finally realized that what Hou Mo drew was a code word, and those strange things were actually hands.
In doubles, the cooperation between partners is very important.
Among them, there are some codes about grabbing the net. Hou Mo was in front, and he would make hand gestures behind him. This was a secret signal between them. For example, clenching a fist was to ask him to stay where he was and to defend his own area.
He skipped the hot-eyed picture and looked directly at the text.
Fortunately, Hou Mo wrote words like "Open your palm" and "Stretch out your index finger" before accompanying the picture. Otherwise, just looking at the picture, he really thought it was a few pig's feet.
The handwriting is beautiful, why are the pictures so ugly
Is Hou Mo's cerebellum abnormal
At this time, the third ball of paper was thrown on Sui Houyu's desk. Sui Houyu thought it was another summary, and his expression froze after opening it.
This time it's two small figures standing side by side holding a trophy.
The one who drew a ball of thread on the top of his head may be him. This is definitely drawing a circle around a point with a pen. After drawing so many hairs, he also drew a few strokes of upturned hair on the side. Represents his curly hair.
The boy next to him should be Hou Mo. He was also quite cruel to him, and one side of his face was stained with ink, which looked like a yin and yang face.
All that can be seen on the whole piece of paper is the word "yeah".
After Sui Houyu finished reading it, he immediately rolled into a ball and threw it away.
This painting stains the eyes.
After class was over, Hou Mo immediately came over and asked Sui Houyu, "Why didn't you answer my note?"
This is childlike innocence, still want to pass notes to play
He looked at Hou Mo for a while, and finally took out his phone, found Hou Mo in the WeChat list, and sent two words: Received.
Hou Mo felt helpless after reading the reply with his mobile phone, and moved to Sui Hou Yu with his own mobile phone, and said, "Look at you, you didn't reply me long except scolding me."
Suihou Yu glanced at it and asked, "What's the matter with the note?"
"You can't just call me Sister Xiaoyu all the time, can you?"
"changed!"
"to not fix."
He glared at Hou Mo, then took out his mobile phone, and changed the note to Hou Mo: Smelly, shameless, big dog.
Hou Mo was not angry when he saw it, but smiled instead: "It's appropriate."
He didn't bother to talk about it with Hou Mo, and asked, "Why are your pictures so ugly?"
"Do you understand?"
"probably."
Hou Mo pushed him and asked him to sit by the window, while he sat by the aisle at the same table as Sui Hou Yu.
Hou Mo took the note and pointed to the strangely-painted playing field and followed Hou Yu to explain: "You serve here, then go to this position, I am here, the opponent will return the ball like this, and then we..."
He watched Hou Mo's slender fingers move across the paper, occasionally tapping a position, and heard Hou Mo's voice, lazy but very nice.
The two of them were very close, and because they were both facing the same direction, the four long legs under the table touched somewhat, causing Sui Hou Yu to yawn.
This kind of atmosphere made Sui Houyu start to feel sleepy.
Hou Mo looked up and saw it, moved his body away deliberately so as not to touch Sui Houyu, and continued to explain: "In this case, you can intercept the ball far away from your body with a cross step."
"Oh." Suihou Yu replied, lazily looking at the piece of paper.
This class consists of two consecutive sessions, the first session is over, and there is a break in the middle to drink water and go to the toilet. Seeing that the students who had gone to the bathroom had almost returned, the teacher resumed class, and Hou Mo hadn't had time to return to his seat.
While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Hou Mo reached for the textbook from his desk and put it in front of him.
Then he started tidying up Sui Houyu's desktop, after all, the desktop was full of scraps of eraser.
After tidying up, Hou Mo stood up the textbook to block himself, and continued to draw pictures with the notebook. This time it is also a field map. When I explained it just now, I found that my drawing was not comprehensive enough, so I plan to add it.
Sitting next to Hou Mo with Hou Yu, it was rare that he was not restless or half-hearted. While waiting for Hou Mo to finish his painting, he listened carefully to the class and glanced at Hou Mo who was sitting next to him from time to time.
The last class in the morning, the sun is just right.
Sui Houyu's side was half covered by the curtains, and the sunlight cast soft light through the white curtains, and shone on Hou Mo's body, creating a faint light and shadow. It was as if the light-transmitting soft silk cloth was breathing, covering Hou Mo lightly.
Perhaps it was because he pressed his bangs while sleeping yesterday, causing a strand of hair on Hou Mo's forehead to curl up, like amber cut diagonally in the sun.
The light hair color sets off the fair cheeks, and the profile of the face is sharply curved, which really feels a bit exotic. It's no wonder that Hou Yu thought he was a foreign child when he was young.
Hou Mo would unconsciously lick his lips when drawing pictures, and he could see the tip of Hou Mo's tongue.
Sui Hou Yu looked at it, yawned again, and gradually lay down on the table.
When Hou Mo finished drawing the picture and was about to show it to Sui Houyu, he noticed that Sui Houyu had fallen asleep tugging at his sportswear sleeve.
With his face buried in his arms, only the curvaceous jaw line could be seen, which was too thin without a trace of fat.
Hou Mo took a look and decided not to wake up Sui Hou Yu, after all Sui Hou Yu didn't sleep much yesterday.
Fearing that Sui Houyu would wake up, he deliberately moved the chair, sat closer to Sui Houyu, then lay down next to Sui Houyu, and looked at Sui Houyu with his arm resting on his pillow. Although the curly hair is all in sight, I still find it very interesting.
Very intimate.
He stretched out his hand and touched Sui Hou Yu's hair with his index finger, letting the hair wrap around his fingers, gently and softly, the hair was soft but stubborn, otherwise how could the arc be so stable
Withdrawing his fingers, the hair returned to the original radian, which made him want to continue to study to see if he could change the radian of Suihou Yu's hair.
Tried many times and found that the degree of change is negligible.
Finally, he gave up and fell asleep with his arms under his head.
During the daze, fearing that he would wake up if Sui Houyu couldn't touch him, he stretched out his hand to grab Sui Houyu's hand, and then stopped when he touched Suihou Yu's hand, stretched out his index finger, and hooked Sui Houyu's hand Index finger, only then fell asleep at ease.
After the two slept for a while, Su Anyi, who was sitting in the front row, noticed them, looked back, and then bumped Ran Shu with her elbow.
Ran Shu followed and looked back, quite clear about the scene. Seeing that Su Anyi was very confused, she leaned over and explained the cause and effect.
Because it was inconvenient to speak in class, it took the two of them a long time to finish speaking.
Su Anyi was silent for a while after listening, and then whispered: "I understand the truth, but why do you hold hands to sleep?"
"..." Ran Shu was stunned for a long time and didn't answer. He looked back again, feeling a little bit unbearable, and reached out his hand to separate the two people's hands.
As a result, Sui Hou Yu, who was sleeping, became anxious and pulled Hou Mo's hand even harder.
Ran Shu was at a loss, and turned around to explain: "Maybe the two of them played hand in hand when they were young."
Ouyang Ge returned to the classroom before the lunch break, saw that the classroom had fallen asleep, and wanted to question Sui Houyu, but found that Sui Houyu was also asleep.
This is different from what Teacher Li said!
Ouyang Ge walked over, looked at the two boys sleeping holding hands, and couldn't help frowning: "What's going on?"
Deng Yiheng had seen it a long time ago, but he was very calm: "Gege, the two of them are playing doubles now, how about cultivating a tacit understanding?"
Ouyang Ge picked up the notebook next to Hou Mo and looked at the picture on it. It was really a picture of doubles.
In the end he didn't care and left.
The sports students' lunch was delivered, and some people hesitated to wake up Sui Hou Yu and Hou Mo.
Deng Yiheng waved his hand and stopped him: "They're not hungry, and the good-looking people are hung by their immortality."
Sweetness swells and fills the stomach.