Break that sportsman

"Let's go." After Chu Ziyang heard the bell, he pulled Wei Ninghe to stand up and said, "Don't just talk about me, can you also take care of yourself? Your sports expertise will help you get into college, but in the end it still depends on your studies. Achievements."

Wei Ninghe packed up his exam supplies, nodded as if to deal with it, and replied: "Okay, okay, I know everything. Have you brought everything with you? Do you need me to give you half of an eraser?"

Chu Ziyang glanced at him helplessly, shook his head, and said, "You still asked for this piece from me before." After saying that, he continued the topic just now, "Don't take it to heart, and take the exam well. Do you understand?"

"I didn't take the exam well. Don't slander others." Before Wei Ninghe could finish his words, he first saw someone peeping outside the door. He pushed Chu Ziyang back to his seat and said, "Wait here. If I tell you to come out, come out again." Then he turned around and walked out the door with a fierce face.

After he went out, he closed the door and stood in the way of the short boy whom he had met in the toilet before. He said unkindly: "Why are you in our class? Are you looking for a beating?"

Zhou Xiang looked at Wei Ninghe who suddenly appeared. He remembered that the high school student in front of him with a very outstanding figure and appearance was the one who suddenly appeared and insulted them when he and his deskmate were discussing Chu Ziyang in the toilet. He was scolded by Wei Ninghe. He shrank in fear and said stutteringly: "No, no, I'm here to see Chu Ziyang. Can you help me call him?"

"Why, do you want to come to our class and mock him again before the exam? You can't wait for him to go to the exam room to face off again, right?" Wei Ninghe became more and more angry as he spoke, and in the end, he grabbed his collar and cursed: " Didn’t you get first place once? Your butt didn’t go up to the sky for you, and you didn’t care about me last time, so your skin is tight, right? Come here for a beating?”

Zhou Xiang, who originally wanted to say something, was so frightened by this action that his brain froze. He could only stare at his eyes and explain randomly: "No, no, I didn't. I just wanted to say, me."

Just when Wei Ninghe was furious and about to use his fists, and Zhou Xiang was so timid that he couldn't speak clearly, Chu Ziyang came out. He walked up to the two of them, pulled Wei Ninghe's hand off, and said to him: "Don't get angry now. Aren't you afraid of being caught by the teacher and calling your parents? You can't make an appointment first and then fight like before. Huh?" He still remembered Wei Ninghe's cheerfulness when he issued a challenge to him.

Wei Ninghe was embarrassed by him for a moment, and then resumed his previous fierce look. He glared at Chu Ziyang and asked, "I didn't ask you to wait inside, why did you come out?"

"The exam is about to start soon and you didn't call me. I'll come out to see if you threw this for me." He joked with a smile. In fact, he could tell that something was wrong with Wei Ninghe's mood from the beginning. , deliberately listened behind the door for a while, but fortunately he listened to the corner, otherwise if Wei Ninghe was really impulsive, the consequences would be serious.

Chu Ziyang put his arm around Wei Ninghe's shoulders, purred the angry boy, turned around and asked Zhou Xiang coldly: "Why are you looking for me?"

Wei Ninghe frowned and looked at Chu Ziyang with a sullen face and asked, "How did you know he was looking for you?"

"You guessed it, don't be angry." After he finished speaking, he patted Wei Ninghe on the shoulder in a comforting manner and continued to turn his head and wait for Zhou Xiang's answer.

Zhou Xiang has been looking at him with a nervous look since Chu Ziyang rescued him just now. Wei Ninghe's face turned sour when he saw it. Zhou Xiang looked at Chu Ziyang who was talking to him and said with all his strength. After swallowing, he lowered his head and said with some embarrassment: "I originally wanted to talk to you in the toilet last time, but I, I never thought about overtaking you."

Wei Ninghe rolled his eyes after hearing what he said, and the fire in his stomach became more and more intense. However, he couldn't do anything, so he could only use sarcasm to release some emotions, "Hey, that happened 800 years ago. What are you explaining now? Who cares if you passed the exam? Why do you take yourself so seriously?"

"Okay, stop talking." Chu Ziyang interrupted Wei Ninghe's quarrel. After spending a lot of effort to calm him down, he said to Zhou Xiang: "I understand. Is there anything else?"

"No, no." Zhou Xiang shook his head with a bad expression. Although he heard Chu Ziyang's intention to leave if nothing happened, he still hesitated for a while and then said: "Whether you believe it or not, I really hope you can get good results this time."

Chu Ziyang smiled at him and said kindly: "Thank you, and I wish you good results in this exam."

Zhou Xiang nodded vigorously, "Yes." After saying something, he continued to ask: "Yes, the exam is about to start. Are you going to the examination room?"

"He won't go until later, so you go first." Wei Ninghe jumped in front of Chu Ziyang and rejected his euphemistic invitation. God knows whether he would do something perverted and push people down the stairs or lock them in a small dark room. Wei Ninghe's mind would never allow him to go with Chu Ziyang.

After Zhou Xiang was a little disappointed but still relieved and left, Chu Ziyang smiled and looked at Wei Ninghe who was still cold-faced, "Why are you still angry when everyone is gone?"

"Hey, why are you so nice to him? Who knows if a person who suddenly came over and said a bunch of incomprehensible things has any other intentions."

"He won't."

"how do you know?"

Chu Ziyang paused for a moment, and said with an indescribable expression, somewhat puzzled: "His name should be Zhou Xiang. This man wrote several letters to me last semester. He admired me so much that he wanted to treat me as a person." Although it is very confusing, it does not convey any negative news to me. And listening to what he said in the toilet before, it is not what you think. "

His analysis was clear and logical, but Wei Ninghe was shocked by him. Did he hear it right? A man wrote a letter to another man saying that he admired her? Have you written several letters? He thought for a moment about writing this kind of letter to others or being sent this kind of letter to others, and he got goosebumps all over his body. "Is it true that the world of academic masters is something that scumbag students can't understand?"

"No." Chu Ziyang looked at Wei Ninghe's doubtful look on life, and quickly called him back from his long-running thoughts, "At least I'm not."

"You are so miserable."

"That's why I said you were wrong. Now hurry up and go to the examination room." After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, he took Wei Ninghe and left.

Wei Ninghe was pulled by him obediently. When they reached the stairs and went to their own examination rooms, he grabbed Chu Ziyang who was walking up the stairs, looked at him and said, "I don't know if he has any influence." It’s up to you, but I believe in you no matter what.”

Chu Ziyang looked at his firm eyes and felt hot in his heart before he wanted to say anything. Then he spoke again: "Actually, I didn't like you at first just because you were so good at studying. Whether you want to believe it or not, you are. Because of this." When he said this, he suddenly smiled, "Actually, I admire you very much. You can memorize those knowledge points, formulas and theorems that I can't even look at. Don't laugh. Why are you laughing? I'm telling you. There are not many people I admire, so you have to believe in yourself, you know?" After Wei Ninghe finished speaking awkwardly, his normally normal face was ignited by his own sensationalism, and he turned red.

"Yeah." Chu Ziyang grabbed the man who was about to run away after speaking and looked at him with a smile. He stood a step higher than Wei Ninghe. Looking at the blushing Wei Ninghe, he suddenly felt a wave of anger. He wanted to hug him, he thought, so he did so, but before he could reach out his hand, the entrance bell suddenly rang. Wei Ninghe, who wanted to leave, ran downstairs, leaving him alone. The person stood there looking at his empty palms, sighing that the opportunity was fleeting.

The day's exam was quickly over. Wei Ninghe returned to the class and looked at Chu Ziyang, who was sitting there reading steadily. He didn't know whether he should go there or find another place. When he was hesitating, Jiang Zhou's loud voice came again. He shouted: "Brother Ning, where are you going? Don't block me here!"

"Tsk." Wei Ninghe was helpless. After looking around the class, he couldn't find a place where he could sit, so he could only sit back in his seat.

He just sat down. Chu Ziyang, who had caught a glimpse of him when he came in, immediately asked, "What do you want to do when you haven't moved anywhere for a long time?"

Wei Ninghe sighed helplessly for the first time and said, "I thought that coming back would disturb your studies, so I wanted to sit somewhere else. But in the huge classroom, there was no place for me to sit."

"No need to change, just sit here and sit still."

"Okay, then I'll stay away from you, and you can read a book."

"No, just leave it like this." Chu Ziyang said as he pressed down on Wei Ninghe's chair, "You are delaying my study by following me, so you might as well just follow me."

Wei Ninghe was afraid that he would really delay him, so he sat down obediently. After sitting down, he neither played with his mobile phone nor slept. He took out a paper novel and put it on his knees to read. Chu Ziyang saw that he was hunched over. With his head hanging down, he forcibly put his book on the table and said, "Read it here, otherwise your neck will hurt soon."

"No, if it really hurts I'll do something else."

"You can do whatever you want, you won't disturb me, don't worry."

"Okay, okay, you study." Wei Ninghe didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he adopted a compromise method and put the book on the edge of the table. This way, he could use the table without taking up space, killing two birds with one stone.

"Why are you still interested in novels today?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I'll learn from you." After Wei Ninghe finished speaking, he began to seriously read the paper novel that he had dismissed before.

Although he didn't say why, Chu Ziyang understood from his series of actions that he was doing it for himself. He glanced at Wei Ninghe a few more times, suppressed the desire to hug him again, and forced himself to look at Wei Ninghe. The book comes.