After Bo Jian left, Chen Fengze felt that what the chairman said made sense.
You should go to the west wall of the back door to have a look. Usually squatting for a long time can't catch anyone, but today's school basketball game, what if we can catch a few fish in troubled waters and skip class
Chen Fengze led two disciplinary committees to the west of the back door. Before he got there, he saw a man jumping over the wall like a monkey from a distance. Before the man could see clearly, he jumped over another one. The two of them relaxed as if the wall was only one meter high.
The first person, Chen Fengze, could only see a braid on the back of his head, and the second person was...
The junior high school student next to him asked hesitantly: "Chairman, just now... is the boy who turned out the chairman?"
Chen Fengze: "..."
He turned around with a complicated expression on his face: "You read wrong, Bo Jian is in class." Wei Heping moved to Lao Lin in small steps.
Lin Fei glanced at him: "Why?"
Wei Heping trembled, and handed over two pieces of paper with trembling hands: "Old, teacher... a review, not Jianghuai's review."
Lin Fei frowned: "Can you hand in Jianghuai's review for him?" He took it and glanced towards the back row. The pre-alert bell just rang, the head teacher's class, and the students in the class all returned to their seats and sat down.
Only, only two, there are 2 empty seats in the penultimate row, and 1 empty seats in the penultimate row.
Lin Fei: "...Where are the Jianghuai people?"
Wei Heping cried with a sad face: "Teacher, I really don't know this time!"
Lao Lin's face suddenly became cloudy. He flipped through Jianghuai's self-criticism... Wei Heping thought tremblingly: The rainstorm is coming, Jianghuai, we will be brothers again in the next life.
It is also cloudy here in Jianghuai.
The first item of the parent-child sports meeting: pass the table tennis ball with chopsticks.
Three person project.
As the name suggests, the activity is to hold two chopsticks and pass a ping-pong ball to the second person. You cannot touch the chopsticks or the ball with your hands. The second person holds the other end of the chopsticks with his mouth and passes it to the third person. . After two rounds of passing, the third person throws the ping-pong ball into the small tube with chopsticks in his mouth, and the fastest wins.
But this activity does not consider Ah Cai's mobility for the time being, Jiang Huai is just thinking... three people with two chopsticks in their hands, is it disgusting? The chopsticks that someone else has finished biting into your mouth
It's fine as a family, the three of them are not a fucking family.
Jiang Huai just wanted to forget it, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ah Cai concentrating on grabbing a few candies from someone who didn't know who gave them to him, and then picked out one with great care, and raised his hand to Bo Jian: "Chocolate... Give you."
Jianghuai: "?"
Bo Jian curled the corner of his mouth and took the candy: "Thank you."
Ah Cai shook his head: "Yes, it will be returned..."
Jianghuai: "??"
Jiang Huai strode over and asked uncomfortably, "Where's mine?"
Ah Cai glanced at him, only had to write "your fart" on his face, and put the remaining few candies back into his pocket.
JAC: "..."
The things others gave, whether they were precious or fragmentary... Bo Jian never kept them or ate them. But Jiang Huai glanced at his hand expressionlessly, Bo Jian unfolded the candy wrapper little by little, and put the chocolate into his mouth under Jiang Huai's watchful eyes.
Jiang Huai snorted from his throat.
The corners of the lips are slightly hooked.
The students and parents of the second class gathered in a big circle, Liu Hong walked to the middle of the big circle, cleared her throat: "Today our parent-child sports meet is organized by class, let's divide into groups when we play later... There are eight families in one group, our class is just divided into four groups, I will divide into groups first... "
Jianghuai stood outside the circle, behind Ah Cai, and said lazily: "The first activity is boring, so we won't..."
There is a row of tables behind Liu Hong, on which are activity props and a few piles of loose candies packed in colorful gauze bags. She walked over: "We have also prepared small prizes for this parent-child sports meeting. For example, the reward for the first place in the chopsticks competition is a pack of chocolates, and the first place in the ball game will be given a box of colored pencils..."
Bo Jian turned his head and said softly, "I want chocolate."
Jiang Huai: "Shut my ass..."
Bo Jian slowly added a suffix: "Husband."
Jiang Huai braked suddenly: "..."
The thin gradual sound is so low that only Jianghuai can hear it.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai stood still, staring ahead, except for a few rolls of his Adam's apple, he didn't move anything else. Jiang Huai asked: "Is there something wrong with you?"
Jiang Huai's voice was not too loud, and it was also for Bo Jian.
But Bo Jian had no doubts that if Jiang Huai's sister wasn't here, Jiang Huai would have already made a move.
Bo Jian withdrew his gaze and looked forward, with a careless expression, "Didn't you say you were the father and I was the mother?"
"You fucking..." Jiang Huai was about to curse, but he swallowed it abruptly as he looked at the pupils around him.
Bo Jian glanced at him: "If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you call me back?"
JAC: "..."
"Fuck you," Jiang Huai said.
Teacher Liu divided into groups, and Jiang Xingxing was in the first group.
Jiang Huai didn't want to waste time at first, so he went directly to Liu Hong and said he would not participate, but before he lifted his foot, Ah Cai sat on the saddle and pulled Jiang Huai's trouser leg: "Jiang Huai, chocolate!"
Jianghuai: "?"
Jiang Huai bowed his head: "No chocolate, let go."
Ah Cai: "No... first, the prize, chocolate!"
Jianghuai: "If I say no, there will be no."
Ah Cai said loudly: "Liar!"
A few schoolmates nearby turned their heads to look at Jiang Huai.
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai took a deep breath, resisted the urge to snatch Ah Cai out of the school gate, squatted down, and said with a smile on his face: "You can't run fast, even if you participate, you won't get the first place."
Ah Cai bravely whispered: "Jianghuai...with my brother, the two of us, no, without me...definitely faster than others."
"...don't add you?"
Ah Cai nodded.
Jianghuai: "Isn't this against the rules?"
Ah Cai said, "Teacher, agree."
JAC: "..."
Ah Cai added fuel to the fire: "Chocolate!"
Bo Jian turned the watch on his wrist, it was nineteen fourteen, and said casually, "Old..."
As soon as he said a word, Jiang Huai pointed at his face: "Shut up."
"Oh, okay." Bo Jian said.
A group of eight families.
The first group is already waiting at the start line. Some are a family of three, some are father and son, mother and son, some are father and daughter, mother and daughter... But the most abrupt ones are the two tall boys wearing the uniforms of the No. 2 Middle School next door.
Standing in the middle of the elementary school parent-child sports meeting, it is out of place.
Jiang Huai tossed the ping-pong ball in his hand, expressionless.
The chopsticks are in Bo Jian's hand. He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Huai: "Are you sure you want to play this game with me?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Huai moved his lips, "Didn't you cry and ask for chocolate?"
"I didn't cry." Bo Jian lazily thought that Jiang Huai might not have the slightest gender concept of Alpha and Omega. He said, "I'm just telling you..."
Jiang Huai had a premonition and turned his head: "Shut up."
"..."
Liu Hong had a general understanding of Jiang Xingxing's "family situation". Jiang Xingxing really couldn't participate in this kind of walking and running project, so she agreed to let Jiang Xingxing's two brothers participate. Jiang Xingxing will watch it below .
She clapped her hands: "Okay, our first group is ready at the starting line. Hold the chopsticks and ping pong balls. Don't touch them with your hands. If you touch them, you will violate the rules and start from the beginning! Everyone, wait for me to blow the whistle. Whistle on..."
Jiang Huai casually took the chopsticks from Bo Jian's hand: "I am the first."
JAC is highly coordinated. He took two chopsticks in his mouth, adjusted the distance between the chopsticks, and stuck the ping pong ball on the chopsticks. Jiang Huai raised his head slightly, the ping-pong ball rolled down and touched his lips, trying not to fall.
"Huh—" the whistle rang.
"start!"
The surrounding parents and students who did not play began to cheer.
Jiang Huai looks at Bao Jian. Bo Jian asked softly, "Did I bite directly?"
nonsense. How else to pick it up besides biting. Jiang Huai wanted to speak, but only a few words of "huh huh" came out.
These are disposable bamboo chopsticks. Jianghuai picks up the thick end and leaves the thin end.
Bo Jian lightly bit on the thin head, he was taller than Jiang Huai, Jiang Huai raised his face, the angle was quite right, just enough to meet his lips.
But when he bit it, Bo Jian paused, but Jiang Huai didn't move.
The two bamboo chopsticks are currently a slope from Bojian's lips to Jianghuai's lips.
The ping pong ball is at the bottom of the slope.
If you let table tennis do anti-gravity motion
Jiang Huai gestured downward: squat down!
Bo Jian slowly bent down, the bamboo chopsticks rested on his palate, and the ping pong ball began to roll little by little.
Chopsticks look long, but seem too short to use. With such slow movements, the breath will fall on the other person's face. Following the straight line of the chopsticks, Bo Jian briefly met Jiang Huai's eyes.
Thin gradually looked away.
The ping pong ball rolls down bit by bit.
Knocked on thin lips. I don't know which side it rolled to, maybe it was the side that touched Jiang Huai's lips, or maybe it wasn't.
Jiang Huai raised his face, slowed down and let go.
Smooth flow.
Other families are still in a hurry to drop the ball again and again.
Three people should do two groups, and two people should do three groups.
Bo Jian turned around, and the ping-pong ball was passed a distance away.
It is also good for two people to go back and forth, that is, they don't have to pick up the chopsticks that others have picked up.
Just grab your own.
Jianghuai doesn't like to contain things that others have. Especially Bo Jian, he didn't like it even more.
Jiang Huai walked behind Bo Jian: "Squat down."
Looking at him, Bo Jian squatted down unhurriedly.
Jiang Huai lowered his head and bit the thick ends of the chopsticks again, and then Bo Jian slowly stood up, the ball rolled back and down... Jiang Huai pressed Bo Jian's arm, and said vaguely: "Man...slow down."
Bo Jian's movements paused for a while, and then he lifted up very slowly.
When the ball came back to his mouth, Jiang Huai realized that he had bitten the chopsticks too shallow. Just now I just thought about staying away from the thin gradually, and don't bite the chopsticks too deeply, but if the tip of the chopsticks is shallow, the chopsticks are easy to fall off.
So Bo Jian saw Jiang Huai catch the ball and stood still.
He asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Huai's complexion is not very good. His front teeth were caught at the little distance from the chopsticks, he was vague, and said in three pauses: "I didn't clenched tightly... you bite again, and then... insert it in."
Bo Jian approached and looked down at him: "Would you help me insert... your chopsticks?"
Jiang Huai felt that he would drop his chopsticks if he said one more word that was leaking, and he couldn't nod his head, so he beckoned to Bao Jian: Come here.
Bo Jian clenched his head again, his eyelids drooped deeply, and he almost half-closed his eyes so as not to meet Jiang Huai's gaze.
He bit his chopsticks and slowly pressed them into Jiang Huai's mouth.
Jiang Huai just bit down on it, biting it so tightly that he couldn't get it in... The ping-pong ball was right next to his mouth, but Jiang Huai didn't dare to let go. Bo Jian exerted some strength, but Jiang Huai couldn't help but also tilted his head back.
Bo Jian's fingers moved.
Again, it didn't go in.
Bo Jian put the chopsticks inward, raised his hand, held the corner of Jiang Huai's chin, fixed Jiang Huai's head so that he wouldn't move around, bit the chopsticks and pushed hard.
The slight vibration of the bamboo chopsticks rubbing against the teeth touched Bo Jian's lips and tongue.
Bo Jian quickly let go of his hand and took a step back.
From the moment he started pushing in, Jiang Huai was tense.
But Jiang Huai didn't make any more gestures, and didn't say anything vaguely. He just clenched his chopsticks and turned around with his chin up. It was as if nothing had happened.
Bo Jian smiled lightly, and walked back.
Ah Cai sat on the pony horse with his face in his hands and watched the chopsticks competition.
A small bench and a little classmate moved over beside her. The little classmate said in a low voice: "Jiang Xingxing... Your two older brothers seemed to be kissing just now."
Ah Cai ignored him.
But the fire of gossip from the little classmate has not been extinguished, and the little head is full of big gossip: "Aren't the two of them your real brothers?"
Ah Cai finally took a look at his little classmate, like the overlord in a dog-blood drama, he said with care, "No."
The little classmate was surprised, but also a little lost: "Isn't there one?"
But Ah Cai ignored her again.
Holding chopsticks is mainly related to physical coordination and teamwork.
The teamwork may not be very good, and the process is very slow, but Jiang Huai and Bo Jian have good physical coordination, and they reached the finish line without making a single mistake.
Competing with elementary school students is well-deserved, and the group is the first.
Two people are at the finish line.
Bo Jian tilted his head: "Aren't we cheating?"
Jiang Huai glanced at him, even with indifference written on his forehead: "It's just right for cheating, there is no chocolate for cheating."
Bo Jian: "..."
When he came out to skip class today, Jiang Huai had the foresight to turn off his mobile phone to full silent.
He casually took out his cell phone and glanced... There were seven missed calls and fourteen unread messages. Jiang Huai put the phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened.
Bo Jian glanced: "It's almost ten o'clock."
Jiang Huai watched the other contestants struggling to reach the finish line with cold eyes, and did not speak.
"When are you going back to school? Front desk?" Bo Jian asked.
Bo Jian asked him when he was going back to school, but what Jiang Huai thought was, "Fuck, this fucking guy finally stopped calling me blindly." Jiang Huai shrugged and didn't look at him: "Come back when you like."
Bo Jian said slowly, "I want to take you back together."
Jiang Huai: "It's none of your business whether I go back or not?"
"Leaving you outside the school alone," Bo Jian lowered his eyes, "I have a guilty conscience."
Jianghuai: "??"
You have a bad conscience.
Bo Jian sighed without sincerity, and said in a tone of "this year's front desk is really difficult", "I can't leave you alone, otherwise what will you do if you are alone outside the school."
Jiang Huai: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Bo Jian: "I'm trying to persuade you to be kind."
JAC: "..."
The finish line is the row of tables where game props and prizes are placed. Jiang Huai was so annoyed by Bo Jian, he turned his head and went to the other side of the table, and was separated from Bo Jian by three elementary school desks.
Teacher Liu is right here. Seeing Jiang Huai approaching, she smiled: "You two really get along well."
tacit understanding ass. JAC thought.
He glanced at the sugar bag next to his eyes: "Are we number one in the group?"
Liu Hong: "Forget it."
Jiang Huai asked again: "Is the first prize a bag of chocolates?"
"That's right." Liu Hong saw Jiang Huai's intentions and smiled, "The prizes will be given out after the table tennis competition is over."
"… Oh."
But Jianghuai is the first group, and there are three other groups that did not play, which is far away.
Jiang Huai bent his legs and sat on the ground. He kind of regretted not bringing his skateboard, it was so boring waiting here.
Ah Cai didn't mention to him what kind of friends she had made at home, but she also didn't say who bullied her. From a distance at the finish line, Jiang Huai saw a few schoolmates who were sitting on the pony ponytail approaching Acai to talk to her.
In fact, if Ah Cai had friends, he would not need to accompany him.
But Ah Cai doesn't like to make friends, and he doesn't like to talk too much. Ah Cai likes to be alone and do graffiti.
At the end of last semester, Jiang Huai transferred Ah Cai to another school. On the last day of Jianghuai's summer vacation, Ah Cai had no school to go to, so Jianghuai brought her to school.
When he was about to leave school, Ah Cai took out a box of chocolate candies out of nowhere... that kind of special and exquisite gift box for others.
It is impossible to pick it up, and there is no money to buy it. Jiang Huai thought it was a farewell gift from a classmate who transferred to another school.
But in the end, Jianghuai didn't get the kid's name out of Ah Cai's mouth. Ah Cai also didn't care about that little friend, and he never thought of others, so he took down the candy and ate it when he got home.
And then fell in love with a doggy stranger.
Bo Jian walked over slowly and squatted beside Jianghuai.
Jiang Huai didn't move, just watched Ah Cai surrounded by his classmates from a distance, but he held his face and ignored everyone.
Bo Jian tilted his head: "Is she your cousin?"
Jiang Huai didn't turn his head and didn't speak.
Both Jiang Xingxing and Jiang Huai have the surname Jiang.
Either a sister or a cousin. But Jiang Xingxing didn't look like Jiang Huai at all.
Bo Jian didn't continue to ask, he hummed a light laugh: "The love letter you gave me was drawn by your sister for you?"
"It's not her who helped me."
"Huh?" Bo Jian glanced at him.
Jiang Huai said: "That's what she drew for you, not..." He paused, and suddenly felt that Ah Cai's secret love for Bo Jian would be revealed if he continued.
Jianghuai does not allow both secret love and exposure. As an elder brother, he is obliged to kill all the signs of love in this primary school student, Ah Cai. He stood up and said without any ups and downs: "It's not a love letter either, it's just a random drawing from your photo."
"Oh." Bo Jian nodded, "Then where did she get the photo?"
Jianghuai blocked suddenly.
"Did you give it to her?" Bo Jian got up, approached, and leaned slightly towards Jiang Huai, staring at him with light-colored pupils: "Do you have a photo of me in your phone?"
Bo Jian was asking the question knowingly. But Jianghuai didn't know. Jiang Huai leaned back: "Stay away from me."
Bo Jian said, "I want to see it too."
Irrelevant pheromones. Obviously Jianghuai didn't smell the Alpha pheromone, but when Bo Jian forced him over, he felt an uncomfortable feeling of being slowly invaded and suppressed. Uncomfortable because of unfamiliarity and conflict.
Jiang Huai lowered his head sideways, avoiding Bo Jian's gaze, and snorted: "Look, no. Why should I save your photo?"
Bo Jianchang's eyelashes drooped slightly: "Didn't you ask me for a photo and said you wanted to look at me all the time?" He paused for a moment, his voice lowered, "A handsome face and a muscular figure?"
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai didn't know where Bo Jian had the shame to say this: "Are you still shameless?"
Bo Jian lifted his lips: "Isn't that what you said?"
Jiang Huai suddenly felt that going to Ah Cai's place and sitting among a bunch of elementary school students was better than staying by Bo Jian's side.
The two stood neither far nor close.
Jiang Huai turned his body slightly, looking towards the side without Bo Jian, leaving Bo Jian with an emotionless back of his head. It's interesting, there are two brothers and sisters, the younger sister cuts her hair short, but the older brother has long hair.
The braids hung over her shoulders, and her black hair made the back of her neck almost pale.
Bo gradually lowered his eyes.
Jiang Huai couldn't stay still, stood for a while, moved his shoulders and returned to the starting line. Ah Cai was here, glanced at him, but ignored him, holding his face together and ignoring anyone, focusing on watching the game.
A parent spoke up and asked in surprise, "Are you a student in No. 2 Middle School?"
"En." Jiang Huai responded.
"Is there no class in No. 2 Middle School today on Wednesday?"
Jiang Huai turned his head: "I skipped class."
The parents didn't expect Jiang Huai to admit it so bluntly, and said "Oh" embarrassingly.
Ah Cai raised his head and glanced at Jiang Huai.
After all four groups competed, the chocolate gift bags were handed out.
Jiang Huai casually threw the gift bag to A Cai.
But Jiang Huai didn't expect that Ah Cai turned around and handed over a bag of chocolates to Bo Jian.
Jianghuai: "?"
Bo Jian glanced at Jiang Huai, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Thank you."
A Cai: "No thanks."
Jianghuai: "??"
He grabbed Ah Cai's back collar: "You want chocolates just to give Bo Jian?"
Ah Cai was as motionless as a mountain, and sat back on the mat, with his collar thrown up.
When Jiang Huai let go, Ah Cai glanced at Bo Jian across Jiang Huai, moved up, took the little Maza, and moved to the edge of Bo Jian.
Jiang Huai stood expressionlessly for a few seconds, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip of water, and threw the water bottle into A Cai's arms: "Here, I'm going to the toilet."
Bo Jian looked down at A Cai: "Your brother ran away in anger."
Ah Cai held his face, raised his head, and ignored Jiang Huai. Ah Cai asked slowly: "You...you can, you can bring..." To say a word coherently is torture for Ah Cai, but Ah Cai didn't want to be a stutterer, so she kept saying: " Take, Jianghuai, go back to school?"
It's finally over. Ah Cai breathed a sigh of relief, and concluded seriously: "It's not good not to go to school."
Bo Jian curled the corner of his mouth: "I'll try my best, okay?"
Jiang Huai went to the toilet to wash his face. When he comes back, the activity is about to begin.
The second activity is dribbling.
One person blows the balloon, and two people hold the balloon face to face. They cannot touch it with their hands, squeeze it, and blow it up. The group that transports the most balloons within five minutes wins.
Ah Cai had already put on a serious face, and was going to teach Jianghuai, a high school student, to go back to school in a concise manner, but Ah Cai suddenly found that he could blow up balloons, so he swallowed them first.
Wait until the balloon is blown up.
When the whistle blew, Ah Cai struggled to blow a pink balloon to Jianghuai.
Jiang Huai held the pink balloon: "Why, this has already been allocated?"
Bo Jian: "Yes."
Jiang Huai frowned: "Why are you and I again?"
"The competition has already started." Bo Jian visually measured the distance between the two, it was about a few meters. He raised his eyes: "The front table, can you get closer to me? The balloon is not that big."
"..."
Jiang Huai lowered his head, held the balloon in front of his abdomen, and slowly moved forward.
Until the balloon touches Bo Jian.
The balloon, which was only 20 to 30 centimeters, was pinched and shrunk a bit.
Jiang Huai stared at the balloon. But the balloon was a small one, and Bao Jian's chest and shoulders that it was touching inevitably fell within Jianghuai's line of sight, separated by a thin layer of school uniform fabric. Bo Jian didn't put anything in his shirt.
Jiang Huai frowned and raised his foot forward: "I'm going forward."
However, when Jiang Huai raised his foot, he didn't go out for half a step, and the balloon had already moved to Jiang Huai's waist to rub it out. Jianghuai put his foot down and retreated again, but the balloon was squeezed again as soon as he retreated, and he was in danger, ready to explode at any time.
Jianghuai didn't move.
Bo Jian whispered, "Hold me."
Jiang Huai clenched his hands, raised his hand, and rested the back of his hand on Bo Jian's shoulder. The fingers curled up, neither touched nor grasped Bo Jian.
"Closer." Bo Jian said.
I will step on my feet any closer. JAC thought.
Jiang Huai moved forward a little, his feet and Bao Jian's feet were staggered. The squeeze of the balloon is stronger, but it no longer falls out.
Bo Jian lowered his eyelashes and said, "Come with me."
It was so close that it was as if his calf was sandwiching Bao Jian's calf, every time he took a step forward, they would inevitably bump into each other.
Bo Jian's shoulders and calves were hard.
So is JAC.
Boys don't have many soft spots.
Bo Jian supported Jiang Huai's arm. It wasn't hot, but his palms were sweating.
Jiang Huai turned his head and went over, holding his breath, impatiently: "It's too slow."
Bo Jian raised his eyes: "You want to hurry up?"
Jiang Huai swept him with the end of his eyes: "Do you have a solution?"
"You lift your legs up, I'll hold you face to face, and put the ball in the middle," Bo Jian said lightly, "I'll just walk over and it will be faster. It's not against the rules."
Jiang Huai conceived this pose.
He smiled and said, "It's fine, how about I carry you there?"
"Don't ask me that." Bo Jian said.
"why?"
Bo Jian lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes swept a small shadow: "Because I will agree."
JAC: "..."
In a gesture like a hug, Jiang Huai smelled a vague, frost-like coldness, and a bit of unruly vegetation. Like a net with small hooks, it wraps people tightly and tightly.
It seems that it can make people soft by nature.
Jiang Huai turned his head: "Is there a barrier agent?"
"No."
"..."
Bo Jian's voice was almost right next to Jiang Huai's ear: "Did you smell something?"
"Boom!"
Jiang Huai stretched out his hand to pop the balloon, and stepped back a distance: "No."
Jiang Huai's group was the first to blow up the balloon. Teacher Liu was startled: "Has your balloon burst? If it breaks, you have to start again..."
Jiang Huai lazily raised his hand: "I abstain."
Ah Cai has just blown up the second blue balloon and is tying it up: "?"
Jiang Huai walked over, took a sip of water: "This game is boring, don't play it anymore. You can play with the balloon yourself."
Ah Cai never thought that the joy of blowing up balloons would be so short-lived. She held the third deflated balloon that hadn't blown yet, thought for a while, and said, "I, sleep."
Jiang Huai frowned: "Sleepy?"
Ah Cai got off the pony: "Classroom, sleep."
Jianghuai: "Are you going back to the classroom to sleep? What about the parent-child sports meeting?"
Ah Cai said imitatively: "It's boring, I don't want to play anymore."
JAC: "..."
Ah Cai pointed to Jianghuai: "Go back, go to school."
JAC: "..."
It was 9:58 when Jianghuai left Mingcheng Primary School.
From in to out, exactly one hour. very short. Because Ah Cai moved to find Teacher Liu with great strength, and then went back to class two of the third year with a pony to go to sleep.
Bo Jian tilted his head: "Going back to school?"
"No return."
"Do you have anything else to do?"
Jiang Huai took out his mobile phone and looked again... Twelve missed calls and thirty-four unread messages. "Don't go back if you have nothing to do." Jiang Huai opened the phone, "Go back by yourself."
Two of the missed calls were from Lao Lin, seven were from Wei Heping, and Qin Yuhe actually called one.
"I'm with you." Bo Jian said.
Jiang Huai snorted: "Good student, don't you go back to class?"
Bo Jian chuckled: "Anyway, it's warped for an hour, and it's warped for a day."
Jiang Huai looked at him, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched: "I won't wait for a day, I'll go back in the afternoon... But are you sure you want to follow me?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jiang Huai stretched his waist, "I'm just going to exercise later." He looked lazily at Bo Jian, "If you don't have enough physical fitness, go back to school early to save time wasting .”
"Oh." The corners of Bao Jian's lips hooked slightly, "My physical fitness is not bad."
Jiang Huai stopped a taxi: "Oh, that's what you said."
The taxi took about ten minutes.
Bo Jian glanced out.
It is the fourth middle school.
The fourth middle school is more private, and it is one notch lower than the second middle school's enrollment rate and high school entrance examination score, but it is also a key high school in S city.
Bo Jian didn't know why Jiang Huai came to No. 4 Middle School. But in his mind, the most reminiscent connection between Jianghuai and No. 4 Middle School is... the Omega classmate that Jiang Huai forced to leave in the first semester of high school, and transferred to No. 4 Middle School.
Come to fight and exercise
But the taxi did not stop at the new campus of No. 4 Middle School, but transferred to the old campus of No. 4 Middle School.
The new campus of No. 4 Middle School and the old campus are only separated by a fence. The departments of No. 4 Middle School have all moved to the new campus, and the old campus belongs to the government's land to be demolished.
The old campus has been built for many years, and there are gray walls and low walls everywhere, and there is a building that is only one or two stories high, chaotic and uneven.
The new campus has already been moved for several years, and there is a thick layer of dust on the unused broken plastic track in the old campus.
But Jianghuai seems to be very familiar with the old campus. Climb over the fence, run to the side of the building, and climb up the life-saving ladder of the old teaching building. Bo Jian had never been here before, every part of the old campus was quite dilapidated, but the lifesaving ladder was not rusted yet, it was shiny, as if newly built.
Bo Jian frowned, and climbed up the lifesaving ladder.
The building is not high, only three floors. The dust on the roof was almost as thick as a finger, so the footprints were particularly obvious... There were many messy footprints, and the edge of the roof was almost clean. Seems to be frequented.
Bo Jian hasn't figured out what Jiang Huai is doing here.
He asked, "Are you familiar with this place?"
"It's quite familiar." Jiang Huai stood on the edge of the roof, looking out, "I used to come here often."
Moved twice.
The house I rented for the second time was very close to No. 4 Middle School. The primary school that Ah Cai attended before he transferred was the Experimental Primary School affiliated to the No. 4 Middle School. But after moving to the vicinity of No. 2 Middle School, there is no place like the old campus of No. 4 Middle School or the old houses in Xipu District near No. 2 Middle School.
Bo Jian looked around. "If you're looking for a flat place with few people to do stretching exercises," he said, "you don't have to take a taxi and drive so far to exercise on the rooftop of Sizhong."
Jiang Huai turned his head: "Stretch?"
Bo Jian: "Huh?"
Jiang Huai raised his neck, making a slight clicking sound.
Bo Jian was slightly taken aback.
Jiang Huai stood on the edge of the roof, jumped out without much nonsense. He drew a smooth curve, the end point of the curve was on the roof of the adjacent building, which was half a floor lower.
When these old houses were built many years ago, they did not pay attention to the calculation of the distance between the buildings, and there was no sense of design aesthetics, and the density was random. The two buildings are not too far apart.
But it definitely does not mean that anyone can jump from the roof of one building to the roof of another building like a standing long jump.
The building is only two or three stories high, but if it falls, it will break 100% of the time. It was shocking to see.
Bo Jian roughly estimated that Jiang Huai was three to four meters away from him. This is the length of the line connecting the starting point and the ending point of the curve that JAC jumped out of.
Jianghuai briefly supported the concrete platform with his palm, making almost no sound.
He flung the ashes off his hands, got up, squinted his eyes, looked at Bo Jian from a distance across the building, and raised the corner of his mouth provocatively: "Stretch, why don't you come over and show me some radio gymnastics for primary and middle school students, Chairman?" See?"
Bo Jian tugged at the neckline, and his Adam's apple rolled: "I regret my life, I don't like extreme sports."
Jiang Huai raised the corner of his lips: "Then don't jump over, there are stairs behind you, go..."
Without finishing speaking, there was a slight landing sound.
Bo Jian leaned over the concrete platform like Jiang Huai, stood up straight, and brushed the dust off his hands gracefully.
Jiang Huai closed his mouth and looked at him with a half-smile: "Don't you say you cherish your life?"
"I cherish my life." Bo Jian said, "But didn't I come here to do radio gymnastics for the front table?"
He glanced at Jianghuai: "If you want to learn, I will teach you a few paragraphs as appropriate. Do you want to learn?"
Jiang Huai: "... Get lost."
He turned his neck and showed no expression: "Then you are doing radio gymnastics here, I'll go first." Jiang Huai turned sideways, jumped down, and climbed down the edge of the roof with his hands hanging nearly two meters in the air. wall. Dust billowed.
He didn't lift his head: "See you at the school gate."
Jiang Huai didn't even stop. He pulled the ladder next to him with one hand and swayed down.
He heard the sound and raised his eyelids.
Jiang Huai raised his head and hummed a laugh: "You don't do radio gymnastics anymore?"
Bo Jian followed Jianghuai for a few shots, not as fast as Jianghuaitu, he played very steadily. Bo Jian stood still, and tidied his cuffs carefully: "Primary and middle school students' ninth radio gymnastics, the eighth section, jumping exercise."
The author has something to say: JAC: The stage is for you, come on