Break that sportsman

"There are still 15 minutes left before the end of the exam. Students who have not finished writing should hurry up. Students who have finished writing should carefully check whether there are any mistakes in the questions they have answered and their answer sheets."

Wei Ninghe, who had had enough sleep, was drawing circles on the draft paper out of boredom. Suddenly he heard the reminder from the invigilator, and his whole body suddenly became energetic. Finally, there were only 15 minutes left in this torturous exam. God knows what he will do in this exam. No matter how uncomfortable it was, he didn't even know how to solve the problem. However, every time he saw a question that he found difficult, he would uncontrollably think of Chu Ziyang. For a while, he thought about the questions that made him dizzy just looking at the questions. He didn't know Chu Ziyang. Will Yang know it? If not, how will he persuade others when he goes back? After a while, he felt that he was in the top two of his grade, so these questions were not a piece of cake for him. He couldn't control his active mind, and Chu Ziyang was wandering in his mind for two days. It was so bad that he couldn't calm down and answer the questions properly.

While Wei Ninghe was drawing random circles with a carbon pen, he thought fiercely that if he came last in the exam this time, neither Chu Ziyang, who did well in the exam, nor Chu Ziyang, who did poorly in the exam, would be the same. Innocent, he will definitely have to stuff a box of popsicles into Chu Ziyang's stomach!

The bell rang, and Wei Ninghe couldn't wait to run out of the door after the invigilator collected the papers. He wanted to know quickly whether Chu Ziyang did well in the exam!

Although he ran fast, his examination room and his class were in the south row of the teaching building and one in the north row of the teaching building, and one was on the first floor and the other on the third floor, so he rushed back to the classroom out of breath. Finally, many classmates who had returned before him were noisily packing up their things in the classroom. He looked at the chaotic and noisy crowd, and even after spending a long time, he could not find Chu Ziyang. He sighed, took a break to ask questions first, and began to pack up his books in the corridor.

The good thing about being a scumbag is that his books are always neat and easy to carry. It only took Wei Ninghe a few minutes to arrange his desk, chairs and books neatly. After doing this, he looked at the empty place next to him. , and put Chu Ziyang's desk and chairs back according to his memory.

Chu Ziyang was talking to the school committee while walking into the room. A casual glance made him see Wei Ninghe who was hunched over looking for a book. He said hello to the school committee and walked to Wei Ninghe silently. Behind him, just to scare him, he bumped into Wei Ninghe who was turning around with a bunch of messy things in his arms.

"Fuck! You don't have fucking eyes..." Wei Ninghe quickly adjusted the things in his hands and opened his mouth to scold the blind man who insisted on squeezing him in the nook and cranny, but he was only half-cursed when he looked up and saw who the culprit was. Then he immediately changed to another emotion, "When did you come back?"

"I just came back and saw you here, so I came over." Chu Ziyang said, tidying up the books and papers that might be scattered on the ground at any time in Wei Ninghe's arms, and took half of them away, "Exam Didn’t you do well in the exam? Why do you have such a bad temper and curse others whenever you bump into them?”

Wei Ninghe rolled his eyes at him and gestured for him to look around: "Take a good look at such a wide place. Unless you are ignorant or deliberately looking for trouble, how could you have bumped into me? Why shouldn't I?" curse?"

Chu Ziyang watched him analyze things in detail and pinched his cheek with one hand. He watched Wei Ninghe being squeezed so hard that he could only pout his mouth and stare at him. He was so cute. His hands were a little soft, he coughed lightly and asked with a smile: "So you even scold me?"

Wei Ninghe tilted his head back and escaped from his control. He glared at him to express his dissatisfaction with his sudden behavior and then said: "Didn't I shut up later? And you didn't say a word to anyone. I didn’t know it was you.”

"I just saw you looking for a book there, so I wanted to scare you. I didn't expect that we were in such good time." After Chu Ziyang finished explaining, he looked at the familiar paper in his hand and turned around to ask : "When did your things become so messy? And this is not your handwriting. Who are you moving things for?" He remembered that the things on Wei Ninghe's table were always neatly arranged. It was always a messy pile of things mixed together, and unless Wei Ninghe really couldn't bear to clean it up for him, he would never tidy it up. Chu Ziyang said, and took a good look at the handwriting on it. He thought it looked familiar but couldn't remember whose it belonged to. However, he was certain that it belonged to a boy, so what kind of boy could make Wei Wei say it? The uncle moved books for him, why didn't he remember that there was such a person in the class? He filtered the people in the class one by one based on his handwriting. At the same time, the sore feeling in his chest came back.

Wei Ninghe looked at him doubtfully after he asked that question. He even got a few centimeters in front of Chu Ziyang and carefully looked at his face from top to bottom. After confirming that this person was from the original factory, After that, he said in a rather unbelievable tone: "You don't even know your own words? Or..." After saying this, he paused, stepped back three meters away from him, and said exaggeratedly: "Hey! What kind of evildoer are you? You're pretending to be here, hurry up and get me!"

After Chu Ziyang knew that the book was his, his soreness was replaced by an emotion called joy. Before he could fully release his smile, he was amused and helpless by Wei Ninghe's exaggerated performance. , "Hey, it took so long for you to see through my disguise. Sure enough, you are also pretending."

"Hey." Wei Ninghe started to get into the fun again, "Look, what a coincidence."

"Hahahahaha, okay, stop making trouble and go back."

After the two of them returned to class each holding a large pile of books and papers, Chu Ziyang looked at the desks and chairs that had been placed, turned his head to look at Wei Ninghe and said, "That's so considerate."

Wei Ninghe put the book on the table with a clang, wiped his non-existent sweat, and pretended to say: "No, this makes me tired." After saying that, he sat down with an "ouch" sound. On the chair, Chu Ziyang indicated with his eyes what he should do.

Chu Ziyang was also very wise. He put the book in his hand on the table and stood behind Wei Ninghe. While squeezing his shoulders, he lowered his head and asked, "Master, is this little brother still strong enough?"

"Well, just barely it's good."

Seeing him leaning on the chair with his legs crossed and enjoying himself, Chu Ziyang couldn't help but have thoughts of causing harm again. After he continued to press it twice, his hands suddenly moved to the left and right. His face began to rub crazily. What was initially a joke gradually turned into a love that he couldn't put down after he was slowly attracted by the feel of his hands.

When Chu Ziyang first started to use it, Wei Ninghe thought that Chu Ziyang just rubbed it twice and ignored him. But when Chu Ziyang kept rubbing his hands and didn't let go, Wei Ninghe felt something was wrong. He pulled Chu Ziyang's hand, which was immersed in it, and said, He raised his head and said dissatisfiedly to him: "I'll just let you rub it for a few times. Why are you getting more and more energetic?"

Chu Ziyang let him hold both of his wrists, looked down at him with a smile and said, "It feels good. If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?" After saying that, he turned around and grabbed Wei Ninghe's hands and pressed them towards his face. Seeing that what he said seemed true, Wei Ninghe followed his actions, but when he really rubbed his face, he always felt something strange, "It's okay, I don't feel anything. What's wrong with you?" Nonsense." After saying that, he broke away from Chu Ziyang's hand, pulled him to sit down, and smiled ferociously at Chu Ziyang: "Does it feel different when you touch yourself than when you touch others? I even let you touch it. , you have to let me try, hurry up."

Chu Ziyang didn't resist when he saw him looking eager to try, and obediently moved his face towards him. When Wei Ninghe stretched out his paws and was rubbing them crazily, he looked at him with a smile on his face, looking at her. Chu Ziyang, who was also smiling, suddenly felt that the skin under his hand, which had been so good to the touch, suddenly felt hot. He suddenly retracted his hand, turned back and said hesitantly to the front. : "Yeah, that's it."

Seeing his sudden change of expression, Chu Ziyang thought he was going crazy again. He didn't notice Wei Ninghe's slightly awkward attitude. He stretched out his hand and tugged on the corner of Wei Ninghe's clothes and said in a flattering way: "Then I'll touch it." You touched them all, and as a price, you can clean them up for me."

Wei Ninghe was replaying the look in Chu Ziyang's eyes just now in his mind. His heart jumped at that look, but before he could figure out why, he heard Chu Ziyang's words. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at the person, saying disgustedly: "Tell me about you, you are a young man after all, but you have to wait for others to pack your things. Are you ashamed?" Although he said he was disgusted. , but there is a saying that goes well, and even though he is disgusted by his integrity, he still packs it up for him very skillfully despite all the disgust, "There is the pile of math papers I sorted out for you last time, put this in it."

"Okay." Chu Ziyang accurately found out what Wei Ninghe wanted from the mess, and helped him with great cooperation.

"Put this one on the right side of the hole in your desk." "Put this one on the left side." "Put this one in the pile of papers just now."

Wei Ninghe was stroking for him and saw the papers from the last monthly exam. He suddenly remembered what he was going to ask him. He stopped what he was doing and turned around and asked, "How did you do in the exam this time?" Are you sure?"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

"That's okay. I knew every word in that question, but I was really worried when I didn't know what it meant. Although we are not in the same rank, you can't laugh at me. Do I know?"

"How could it be? My deskmate was still thinking about me during the exam. I was so touched."

"Hahaha, that's pretty much it, but don't be too moved. If you cry, you'll waste my toilet paper."

"Why, if you don't have enough toilet paper for you, I still have some here."

"That's not necessary. After all, who doesn't prepare some for their bedside?"

"Hahahaha, please shut up."