The ball flew over and the whole class was stunned for nearly ten seconds.
It wasn't until it bounced on the ground several times, and finally rolled to Yu Rui's feet, and the students who were frightened didn't come to their senses.
No wonder they were surprised.
It is more than a month since the sophomore year of high school, and the students in the teaching class have more and more time to contact each other in classes and activities, and they are gradually familiar with each other.
As for Xie Li, their impression of him is still the same as the rumors he left in school in the first year of high school: lazy, listless, indifferent to anything, ignoring anyone - except for Yu Rui. Such an impression is based on the usual contact between Xie Li and everyone.
Seriously, apart from several tit-for-tat confrontations with Yu Rui, they had never seen any obvious mood swings in Xie Li, let alone anger.
Until tonight, right now.
This reminded many students in the class that there was a post on the school Tieba. The landlord joked that he had never seen Xie Li get angry, but according to martial arts novels, the more lazy he usually seemed, the more he didn't care about anything. What I care about, once the fire starts, the more likely it is to erupt like a long-term volcanic eruption.
At the moment, the tenth class students looked at Xie Li's gloomy eyes, wishing they could go back through time and space to give the landlord a "open mouth" compliment.
The rest of the students were just on the sidelines. The boy who was hit by a ball under his nose was even more stupid. It was not until Xie Li left his seat and walked in front of him that he finally regained his senses.
"Li, Li Ge..."
With a stiff expression, the boy subconsciously followed Xie Li over and stood up.
He dared to challenge Yu Rui just now. Usually, he is not a very obedient student in school, but he is not the kind of student who is particularly troublesome. Dejae Middle School is a private middle school famous for its admission rate and strict school governance. Students who are too good are not allowed to stay in school.
The only exception is probably Xie Li.
So even those bad students headed by Qiao Shengyu, who are not doing their jobs all day long, have scruples towards Xie Li—this scruple not only comes from the information that Qiao Shengyu occasionally leaks in and out of his words, but also comes from the fact that this person is lazy and perverse no matter how lazy he is. So far, I have never recited a warning or above: as long as there are no jokes like the last election campaign, even the head teacher and grade teacher will turn a blind eye to his usual late arrival and early departure or even absenteeism.
Not to mention, Xie Li's gaze at this moment made the boy feel like a thorn in the back.
He swallowed unconsciously and squeezed out a smile, "I'm sorry Brother Li, did I hit and disturb your sleep?"
Xie Li stopped in the aisle beside the boy, the corner of his mouth moved, and the short arc even made the stiff boy not sure if it was a smile.
"Are you disturbing me?" Xie Li's voice was soft.
The boy didn't respond.
He felt that Xie Li didn't look as scary as the moment he threw the ball. He was about to say soft words to bring this matter over, when Xie Li, who was drooping lazily in front of him, suddenly moved—
Xie Li grabbed the collar of the boy's clothes and threw him onto the table with a "bang".
The books on the table fell to the ground, and the boy who was holding the collar tightly was even more frightened, motionless, and his face turned pale.
A girl in the class screamed.
"Shut up!" Xie Li shouted in a hoarse voice.
The words fell, and after a second or two, the classroom fell silent—no one dared to provoke this crazy man who suddenly broke out.
Except for Yu Rui.
"Sherry!"
When Yu Rui saw Xie Li coming over, he didn't realize it well, but he didn't have time to stop it, and the scene in front of him also made him stunned for a while, and then he regained his senses.
Yu Rui frowned, "This is the school, what are you doing, let him go!"
Xie Li figured for a while.
After a two-second pause, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Yu Rui, with a certain kind of impatience in his eyes.
The students all sweated for Yu Rui.
Then they saw Xie Li let go and threw the boy away. He stepped over the scattered books on the ground and strode towards Yu Rui with gloomy eyes.
The faces of many students who were sitting close changed, and some girls couldn't help raising their hands to cover their eyes, for fear that something tragic would happen in the next second.
Yu Rui stood there.
He just watched Xie Li and Chen Li rush towards him like a human-shaped beast, but he didn't move.
All Xie Li's castrations were suddenly stopped the second before they reached Yu Rui—
He stopped, very close.
Xie Li's shoulders, which were already full of strength, tightened his muscles and bent down. The eyes are fixed on the eyes, not giving an inch.
Yu Rui gritted his teeth slightly.
- At this moment, he felt even more that the person in front of him was sick, and the emotion in his eyes was almost explicit, as if he wanted to tear off all his disguises, go all the way to the deepest part of him, and then hide him in all protections The shiver that was under was caught.
Sheryl did exactly that.
Seeing that the boy's originally cold and indifferent eyes cracked a little under his line of sight, and seeing the most real emotions inside slowly have nowhere to hide, Xie Li suddenly lowered his eyes and laughed in pleasure.
"Don't hide... Squad leader."
Yu Rui's eyes were shocked.
And at this second, Xie Li suddenly leaned down, and the distance that had already reached extremely close was almost pulled to zero. He seemed to kiss his cheek—
Yu Rui's face changed slightly, and he took a step back abruptly.
He wasn't crazy, he remembered better than Xie Li where this was.
And Xie Li was not disturbed.
He still bent over and squatted down—as if he had expected Yu Rui to dodge and give up the space he needed—Xie Li bent down on one knee, half squatting and half kneeling on the ground.
He lowered his hand and picked up the yellow tennis ball parked at Yu Rui's feet.
The tennis ball falls into the palm.
And Sheryl stopped there. Then he lifted his eyes, and what caught the dark eyes were the straight and slender legs of the young man.
This scene seemed to be still, and no one moved for a full five seconds. The students in the other two rows couldn't see Xie Li's movements, and some people almost wanted to stand up.
Before they moved, Xie Li got up.
Still very close.
The corners of the clothes brushed against the corners of the clothes, and the breath pulled the breath.
Then Xie Li stopped and looked at the boy's eyes that could no longer hide his true emotions.
He laughed hoarsely.
"What are you afraid of, monitor?"
—The tennis ball was in his palm, clenched so tightly that it was slightly deformed.