The boy's clean face was a bit stunned, but the force around his neck was real, Chi Yu's chin was resting on his shoulder, and he felt a little pain. Before he could feel the sudden embrace, the man suddenly pushed him aside.
Chi Yu wrinkled his nose and turned his head awkwardly: "You lend the paper to Wang Xiao, what am I copying?"
Fu Zhian blinked, moved the stool towards Chi Yu, put his head on one hand and smiled and said, "I'm better than a paper."
The music for the class exercise gradually stopped, and Wang Xiao, who was standing in the corridor, finally wrote the last full stop. He had never been so uncomfortable copying homework, and he felt uncomfortable writing every stroke. He is not copying homework without his brain, and he can learn something by looking at other people's formulas and algorithms. For each question, there is a formula at the beginning, two or three lines of calculation in the middle, and then the answer, which makes him learn ass.
Wang Xiao stood outside the door holding the paper, leaning against the windowsill, but his heart was itching like being scratched by a cat. God knows how much he wants to see what Fu Zhiyan and Chi Yu are doing, as long as he turns his head, he can get first-hand information from the Sensation 1 High School. Although Brother Chi didn't treat him as a buddy, he, Wang Xiao, really felt his feelings.
It would be fine if he didn't see anything, but if he did see something he shouldn't have seen, he might be silenced.
The footsteps were getting closer, but there was no sound in the classroom. Wang Xiao was a little anxious, seeing that several people had already appeared at the other end of the corridor, and they would come over soon. Wang Xiao bowed his head and spat. He walked to the door and whispered through the crack of the door, "Brother Chi, someone is here."
"Well, you... if you're almost there, clean up."
"I can only help you hold on for a while..." Before Wang Xiao finished speaking, the door swung open from the inside. The boy looked down at him with a bit of impatience in his dark eyes.
Chi Yu frowned and glanced at Wang Xiao, who was stunned in front of him. He held the door with one hand, "Listen to what you have to say." Wang Xiao didn't react a bit, and he went from top to bottom. Glancing down at Chi Yu, seeing that he was neatly dressed, he tilted his head to look at Fu Zhiyan in the classroom. A slap slapped the top of his head, making the top of his head buzz.
"I'll help you clear the yellow waste in your mind." Chi Yu lowered his head and started rolling up his sleeves after speaking. Wang Xiao laughed twice, but his legs involuntarily retreated. He was ready to receive a beating, but the imaginary fist never fell.
Wang Xiao opened his eyes, and Fu Zhian stood behind Chi Yu at some point, folded his arms and looked at him with a smile.
"The third question is not finished yet."
Seeing that the small flame in Chi Yu's eyes was extinguished little by little, he turned around slowly and met the boy's half-smiling face. Wang Xiao instantly softened when he saw the boy who was originally sullen. He curled the corners of his mouth impatiently, but walked back to his seat step by step.
"It's so annoying." Chi Yu picked up the paper and put it on top of his head. He leaned against the wall, but suddenly thought of something.
"Can you go to college if you donate a building?"
Fu Zhiyan lifted his eyelids and stared at him without blinking, until Chi Yu sighed and picked up the pen on the table again. Wang Xiao followed into the classroom, and he sat back in his seat dejectedly, listening to the whispers of the two behind him from time to time. Sometimes I feel that God is really unfair. Although Fu Zhi'an's family background is almost, but he can't stop people from studying well and looking good. Although Chi Yu was barely studying and had a bad personality, he was rich. If other people say things like donating, he, Wang Xiao, will definitely be the first to spit at them, pretending to be coercive.
He tilted his head to look at the newly built football field in the playground, and the clock tower under construction not far away, Wang Xiao sighed. The self-esteem of the adolescent boys was shattered, until when school was about to end, a man in a suit stood at the back door and called Chi Yu and Fu Zhiyan away with a serious face.
"Have you heard that Fu Zhiyan and Chi Yu seem to be there..."
"Which one?"
"Fuck it up..."
"Fuck!"
Obviously the voice was not loud, but Wang Xiao felt that the whispering was very harsh, and the noise made him agitated for a while. There was a low laugh from the front of the classroom, the boy glanced back, picked up a piece of chalk from the ground and smashed it in the back row.
"Wang Xiao." The boy smiled slyly. He lowered his voice and asked, "Aren't you in the mood to study when you sit in front of them?"
Before he could speak, the girl beside him suddenly sneered, and she put down the pen in her hand.
"You should really look in the mirror and see how disgusting your face is now." Ji Xiaoxiao's voice was not loud, but every word was very clear and fell into the ears of everyone in the class.
The boy was stunned, Wang Xiao spat on the ground, "None of your business."
"People don't give a damn about you even if you're gay."
The boy didn't seem to expect to be besieged by two people suddenly, he laughed angrily, stood up and put his hands on the table, "Wang Xiao, you treat Chi Yu like a dog, shouldn't you wait for him to come to gay you?"
"Yoha." Wang Xiao pushed the table and said with a smile: "Why is the little virgin talking so much today?"
Without the next sentence, the two of them were already torn together. Wang Xiao used his weight advantage to push the boy to the ground, and while pulling the man's collar, he shouted, "Today, grandpa will educate and educate you instead of your father!"
Until high school graduation, the men and women in the class were all drunk, and several girls were paralyzed on the table with their eyes half-squinted. They patted Wang Xiao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Just you help Chi Yu and Fu Zhiyan fight. On that day, we all thought you were very handsome."
Wang Xiao was also a little over the top, and he rolled up his sleeves with a smile: "Is there a handsome brother Chi and Fu Zhian?"
The boy behind him kicked his stool legs. Wang Xiao turned his head to meet the boy's dark eyes. He held a wine glass in his hand, raised his head and raised his eyebrows at him.
"Fu Zhi'an is more handsome than you with shit on his mother's face."
The boy who was standing on the balcony smoking didn't know when he walked in. He took the wine glass from the boy's hand blankly and put a cup of hot tea in his hand.
"Swearing again."
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