I wait for you to see through the scenery

No matter how flustered Qu Jia was, his face was expressionless at most, and he looked very stable, able to hold the situation down.In fact, it was completely out of the question, and somehow the ball stuck to the ball when I stretched out my foot.He looked back at the gate again and again: Did the ball really go in just now?

Yaoyao is the lucky general, his lucky star.

Far away is his sun.

The teammates in his class were crazier and more excited than him. A group of people jumped up to hug him and pat his head.Little Jiang Zi yelled like crazy: "Qu Jia, you are so awesome, you are flying in the sky! You are Piero!!!"

Did Del Piero score this kind of goal?Qu Jia himself didn't know.

Huang Xiaoxiao took a Mongolian dance posture and walked around the sidelines, then shouted: "Qu Jia, you are so handsome! We love you and love you!"

Qu Jia glanced at Xiaoxiao gratefully, and completely subconsciously stretched out his hand to return a "love" gesture that was very popular at that time: it was the gesture of clasping the middle finger and ring finger in the palm of the hand, and stretching out the thumb, index finger and little finger.

Huang Xiaoxiao also proudly returned a "love" to Qu Jia.Anyway, she never hesitated to speak out when watching football. She yelled at everyone, but she might not realize that such a warm word of encouragement was very important to Qu Jia.

This unexpected goal determined the direction of the entire game.

In the next few 10 minutes, a group of people from the third class of the opposing team bombarded the goal of his class indiscriminately, carrying explosives and rushing to blow up the bunker, almost blowing the goal.

Several of Zhou Yao's subordinates all huddled in front of the gate of their own side, collectively blocking the holes of the guns.

Yang Huanhuan blocked the front of the door with a fat, white and strong figure, blocking most of the door fiercely, as stable as a mountain, and the others were responsible for caulking.The ball kept coming "bang bang" one after another, and sometimes hit people. Fortunately, their 180-jin goalkeeper had a lot of flesh and thick skin, so he was not beaten into a sieve.

Qu Jia is an amateur striker who is half jealous, and Ren Qiong, the main force of the school team, is in the opposing camp.No one wants to lose. In the past few 10 minutes, they have used them to practice shooting crazily.

Zhou Yao kept shouting, commanding the audience: "Brothers, hold on!...Steady! The position must not be messed up!"

Huanhuan yelled: "Let go and let me do it! This ball is mine, oh shit, ah—"

Xiao Jiang shouted: "Ah! Huanhuan, you hit me on the head..."

Wang Fan said: "They took a corner kick, hurry up and get in!"

Zhou Yao shouted: "Give-me-people-watch-people! Don't miss anyone!"

Qu Jia also shouted: "Kick the ball and give it to Yao!!"

Qu Jia knew how Zhou Yao's vocal cords were split.Playing this kind of pure amateur game, the voice is definitely more tired than the legs, and the shouting is more than the running.Everyone was exhausted and paralyzed. A few guys who hadn't played a full game in 800 years quickly ran out of energy. Qu Jia was panting wildly. Hanging in sweat.

Zhou Yao grabbed Qu Jia's shoulder from behind, panting and encouraging: "Hold on, come on, I love you."

Only on the football field, can you dare to confess these two words so openly.

Qu Jia didn't speak, but met his eyes: "Okay."

Zhou Yao also gave Qu Jia a wink: Don't be afraid, just follow the tactics we arranged in advance.

Zhou Yao has always played football with his brain, commanding a group of people who basically can't kick or run, so tactically, he can only use crooked methods and go slanted forward. How can he have a formation like a professional team?What their class set up was a shameless iron barrel formation, and those few people guarded their restricted area, lined up to block bullets, and only Zhou Yao was left to run the whole field energetically and tirelessly.

Qu Jia forcibly intercepted a ball, relying on feeling without seeing it, he raised his foot and pointed it in Zhou Yao's direction. Anyway, he couldn't run anymore, so he gave it to Yao when he had the ball.

Zhou Yao volleyed to catch the ball, Trisso, turned around and passed a person in an instant, broke through by himself, and rode away!

The audience shouted frantically, and even Pan Fei from the next field saw it, and put his head in his hands and shouted: "It's over, Ren Qiong, your class must stare at Qu Jia first, and you can't let Zhou Yao break through with the ball." Ah... oh shit..."

Zhou Yao ran wildly with the ball, who can stop him?In particular, this course is much shorter than the regular one.

Only a foul can stop him.

Facing the pure amateur goalkeeper, he just swayed smartly, stopped suddenly, and suddenly pulled the ball with the instep of his foot, knocking the goalkeeper down.So easy, he flicked the ball into the empty net.

Zhou Yao raised his hands above his head, applauded in style, and greeted the cheers and screams from all the boys and girls in the audience.

Some shouted "Zhou Yao" off the court, and some directly called "Bagio".As soon as Zhou Yao shook his head and made a braid on the back of his head, he was so handsome that he lacked that braid.

He also hurriedly bowed to Ren Qiong whose face was about to be out of shape with anger, and with a playful smile, he hugged Ren Qiong and rubbed the deformed handsome face back: "I accidentally scored another goal just now, and the running distance is too long. It’s too short, it’s too close to the gate, and when I looked up, it’s already the goal line! Our friendship comes first..."

Qu Jia looked at him from a distance, bent over and took a few breaths, unable to walk.

Zhou Yao covered his mouth with his hand, gave a "bai'er" kiss to the palm of his hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to bite the back of his hand.

Imagine that the slightly protruding light blue on the back of my hand is a particularly sexy vein pattern on Qu Jia's neck.

Then he ran towards someone, smiled, and rubbed Qu Jia's face hard with his hickey-marked hands.for you.

……

They won.

A mob composed of rookies won a hard-won and difficult victory.Of course, the opponent's class is also a bunch of rookies, this is fighting for morale and luck.

The students in the class were very happy, they hugged each other, surrounded the canteen of their school, bought all the snacks and celebrated.

The class cadres bought a lot of things with the class's small coffers, and everyone tore open the packaging and scrambled to eat.

The most popular snacks in the canteen are Master Kong’s sandwich biscuits, Mai Lisu, Sun Fried Rice, and the green-packed Malaysian-made chicken flavor rings.Zhou Yao likes to eat that chicken flavor circle. In fact, after eating it, it tastes like monosodium glutamate. It's not healthy, but it's delicious.He put a yellow hoop on his middle finger, twirling it around, "whoosh", let go, and flew away.

Qu Jia laughed at his stupidity with his eyes, picked up the chicken flavor ring on the lawn and ate it.Zhou Yao knew that Qu Jia liked to eat the biscuits of Master Kang's sandwich biscuits, but he didn't eat the sandwiches. He broke open the biscuits, licked the blueberry-flavored sandwiches, and quietly handed the biscuits to Qu Jia.

Everyone was sitting around on the lawn, chatting, eating and singing, Huang Xiaoxiao suddenly suggested: "Qu Jia, please sing, sing us a song!"

Qu Jia's body was still sweating, and his hair looked like a clump of aquatic plants fished out of the water. When he heard the word "singing", he immediately leaned back and lay on his side on the lawn.

Zhou Yao added a knife: "Hey, do you think it's "The Sea" that is too difficult to sing, or "Red Sun" is more difficult to sing when you breathe quickly? Jia, you can sing these two songs."

Everyone immediately yelled and booed: "Sing "Red Sun"! That song can match Qu Jia's fancy high-pitched panting!"

Qu Jia was lying on his side on the lawn, with a few grass clippings in his hair, one arm covering his face, unable to hold back, also in a rolling posture.

He might really not be the same as before.

The classmates in the class may have noticed it, and they dared to boo and attack him, so they can make jokes with him.

That kind of feeling is like stepping into the sun and enjoying the freedom, carefreeness and warmth that I have never had before.his sun.

Zhou Yao took the lead in waving his fists and shouting slogans. The students in the circle were all excited, and raised their fists together: Awesome!We are awesome! !

……

Leaving the school gate after school, the two of them had just turned out of the school's territory by bicycle. At the entrance of the alley where there was no one, Qu Jia suddenly took a step backwards, sternly left Zhou Yao's car, and turned him to the corner.

Zhou Yao was forced to brake suddenly, and the front wheels missed Qu Jia's and hit the wall.

No one around.

Qu Jia just pushed over suddenly, propped his arm against the wall, and then slowly wrapped Zhou Yao in his arms. The corner of his mouth raised, and he tilted his head and said, "Hey, boy, I blocked you."

"What do you want to stop me?" Zhou Yao snorted, "You're playing hooligan?"

"I want to chase after your classmates from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High, will it work?" Qu Jia said playfully.

"Who is the grassroots class in the first and second grades of high school?" Zhou Yao asked back.

"It's called Zhou Yao." Qu Jia smiled.

"Bancao let you chase me casually?" Zhou Yao looked arrogant, "Are you queuing up to get your number? There are many, many people queuing up behind me, it's a sea of ​​people."

"I took number 1." Qu Jia said, "The people behind me broke my legs, what's the matter?... Follow me?"

They speak in low voices, laugh.In the steaming sweat, they were out of breath and suffocated together, listening to each other's "squeaky panting" was enough.

It was also not long after the start of this semester. According to the previous plan, all classes in the grade began to campaign for class leaders.

In the first semester, because everyone was not familiar with each other, the teacher forced to arrange a few work positions, but this is already the high school era, and the class leaders will not be assigned by the teacher to parachute into the class forever.Children of this age can stand up, come out, and show their abilities and leadership talents.

When Qu Jia thought about it later, he realized that Zhou Yao had actually been preparing to run for the leadership of this class early in the morning.

Zhou Yao has always been very active in the class, and he is very thick-skinned, not afraid, he will openly ask for votes from classmates he knows well, and change 108 different postures to canvass votes everywhere.

"Xiao Jiang, have you finished reading the manga? Do you want another set of "Yu Yu Hakusho"? Let me go."

"The team has a next game, let's face class one in the next game! I'm still the captain, I'm doing my best, the main lineup remains the same, everyone go to the playground to cheer for our class!"

"Xiaoxiao," Zhou Yao poked himself on the chest, "I want to run for monitor, you can figure it out, vote for me then."

"Yo, who should I vote for?" Huang Xiaoxiao laughed.

"Brother Fei said that his best buddy in the team is named Zhou Yao, Brother Fei told you to decide who to vote for." Zhou Yao also laughed.

"Zhou Yao, you want to choose the squad leader?" Yang Huanhuan looked at him, a little surprised, and laughed honestly, "Brother, I'll vote for you!"

Xiao Jiang and a few big men in women's clothing who danced the silly Tang Dynasty dance together came over and said, "You sign up? Then I will definitely vote for you, hahahaha."

Zhou Yao cupped his fists: "Thank you."

Qu Jia watched silently from the side.

At that moment, I suddenly understood: Zhou Yao injured his head at the end of last semester and was hospitalized. He was obviously exempted from the exam by his head teacher, so why did he insist on taking the exam and stay up late on the hospital bed to review and study?How sick I was.

Because Zhou Yao needed the first place in the class and the second place in the grade to run for the class president.

A person like Zhou Yao has his own ideas, and he has a plan and a strategy in his work. Before he went on stage to give a 5-minute campaign speech, he had already typed a draft in his mind for three months.He came to a school like Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School for three years, did he come to be a sports committee member?

Zhou Yao turned his head to look at Qu Jia, so he didn't have to tell this guy anymore, you have to vote for me.Isn't this nonsense.

Zhou Yao suddenly moved his face closer: "Hey, how about I nominate you too?"

Qu Jia was taken aback: "Why mention me?"

Zhou Yao said seriously: "I'm sure I'm the supervisor, it must be me. Then who will be the sports committee member of our class? Just you."

Qu Jia suddenly looked shocked, and scolded in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, I'll crush you to death! I don't deserve anything."

"Okay," Zhou Yao made a coquettish expression again: "What did you agree to do, did you accompany me~~"

Lao Tzu, the cadre on duty, didn't say he wanted to accompany you, so Qu Jia stared back at that coquettish expression.

There is no suspense about the position of monitor in this election.When one or two people heard that Zhou Yao was going to perform, they quietly removed their registration slips and stopped appearing on stage.

When Zhou Yao took the stage to speak, the whole class laughed "ohhhhh" and applauded him.

He is the No. 1 test result (this article won the old heart of the head teacher).

He is a qualified varsity sports student.

He led the rookie team in his class to an inspiring victory (this article and the previous article took away most of the boys' votes).

He also happens to be very handsome (as a class grass, this article directly wins the votes of all the girls in the class).

As for Zhou Yao, does he still use speeches to canvass votes?He printed a photo of himself, made a big poster, and stood it at the door of the classroom, which is the living advertisement endorsement of his class.

Because of its excellence, it shines brightly.

……

After the candidates canvassed votes, the whole class voted anonymously, and then they publicly sang the votes on the blackboard, and the results were announced on the spot.

"Zhou Yao...Zhou Yao...Zhou Yao...Zhou Yao..."

On the big blackboard, Zhou Yao's name is followed by the word "正".He was elected almost unanimously, and no one had to compete with him.

The head teacher was also happy, secretly satisfied with the result, and then slowly started flipping through the anonymous notes, and went through them again: "Well, the squad leader, branch secretary, study, and literature and art are all fixed. Our class, it seems, still Missing a sport?"

"I see that Qu Jia from our class was nominated in a few ballots, huh?" The old man took a direct look at Qu Jia, who was sitting in the back row, and stared at him so that his whole body trembled.

Qu Jia couldn't believe it, and was a little panicked: Damn, are you serious?

"Let me count. Now there are six votes that have nominated Qu Jia. What do you think, what do you think..." The old man glanced again, and he had already seen Qu Jia and Zhou Yao glaring at each other to see who had bigger eyes. The meeting between the two hasn't decided yet?

Zhou Yao also looked innocent: No, no, I didn't do it all.

Qu Jia bit her lip and said fiercely to Zhou Yao: Did you really nominate me?

Zhou Yao spread his hands: Only one ticket was written by me, who did the other five?Boys or girls? ... ohbaby well done! !

Many students turned their heads to look at the two of them, chattering: I have nominated you, so you should be Qu Jia.

Who doesn't know that they have a special relationship.

The work of the sports committee does not depend on the academic performance. It is usually undertaken by the sports students, and it is a rough and tiring job. They often organize a class competition, call out the team, or go to the playground to help the teacher move the basketball rack and carry equipment.

Qu Jia's complexion was not right, his eyes were lowered, a little embarrassed, more of an accident, an extreme accident.

Can't roll up your sleeves and shake Zhou Yao on the spot, saying "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it", "I don't listen, I don't listen, I will crush you to death"...

What's embarrassing is that Zhou Yao really dared to "plot" him.You bastard, go back and clean up Yaoyao again, you don't deserve a beating.

The surprise was that there were five other votes nominating him, and he would never have thought that a classmate would nominate him as a class committee member.Just like him.

Does the squad leader have anything to do with him?He turned to look at Zhou Yao: Which part of my face looks like a "cadre"?

Zhou Yao replied with his eyes: You look like that.

The whole class was watching Qu Jia's reaction, and he could throw his face and resolutely be inappropriate.

Zhou Yao coughed lightly beside him: "Hey, it's fine if you don't want to, it's okay, I can still nominate Xiao Jiang again."

Qu Jia snorted, "He's not as good as me."

Zhou Yao smiled.Qu Jia also smiled embarrassingly, and handed Zhou Yao a complex grievance expression of "I beg you to let me go", what a grievance.

A few male students next to me were joking and said, I just learned the high jump in the last physical education class, Qu Jia, are you the boy who jumped the highest bar in our class?You are, you are so awesome, you should be it!

Zhou Yao also said: "You have passed the 1-meter pole, so it's you."

Qu Jia is tall and has long legs. He feels like flying when he jumps high, so he is so handsome.

Qu Jia suddenly said, "I'll do it if you can jump 1 meters."

Zhou Yao said innocently, "What's none of my business?"

Qu Jia looked at Zhou Yao: "Did you nominate it? You jump. After school, you go to the pole on the playground. I will be it if you pass."

It was no big deal for half the class to watch the excitement, and agreed with the proposal: "Zhou Yao, you jump! 1.6 meters upright is not as tall as you, and you can definitely pass that pole horizontally!"

Zhou Yao thumped the table: "I...I really can't make it through."

Qu Jia said very tuggingly: "If your butt can't sink, then it will fall down."

The class meeting was so lively, the head teacher made a final decision: "Okay, you two are fine, so it's settled. I want to see it too, Zhou Yao, you go to the playground now, you go, you go dance for me!"

The cadre election of their class was based on such absurd and joyful atmosphere, and finally reached its climax on the high jump mat in the playground. Most of the class went to watch the new class leader jump the 1-meter pole.

Zhou Yao jumped about seven or eight times at that time, knelt on the mat and kowtowed, almost fighting with the bar.

In the end, it was Qu Jia who gave him some advice. You should turn sideways, raise your hips, leap over, and fully stretch your abdomen... Then put your hips away, your butt always touches the pole!

Zhou Yao thinks that his jumping ability is good because he has developed two more muscles in his butt than Qu Jia.Qu Jia was extremely thin, with slender legs, like a high jumper, and flew past with a "shua" in the air, but Zhou Yao just couldn't get past it, and was about to be played to death by his own small buttocks.

The whole class cheered him on, he tried jumping for the ninth time, and finally passed the pole with difficulty.Zhou Yao was so excited that he performed a backflip for everyone on the big playground mat.Jiajia kept her word and was going to be a class committee member.

……

That night, I didn't ride my bike home directly, and went to the stronghold of the billiard hall first.

Without even saying hello, Qu Jia fiercely grabbed Zhou Yao's clothes, pushed and shoved him, and hijacked him into the hut.

Sister Fang sneered from behind: "Hey, no domestic violence? Don't make my bed collapse..."

In the house, it is domestic violence.

"Haha..." Zhou Yao kept laughing, and then begged for mercy, "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, I really only wrote one ballot!"

Qu Jia asked, "Who are those others?"

Zhou Yao smiled: "I really don't know, there is no series connection."

Qu Jia pinched Zhou Yao's mouth again to silence him, then scratched his armpit, causing Zhou Yao to hum.That little one suddenly seduced people, making both of them startled.

Zhou Yao is tall and burly when he lays on the bed, can he really beat anyone?Does he have no ability to resist being pinched?

He likes to make Qu Jia trouble him, and his eyes immediately soften...

Qu Jia pressed Zhou Yao on the bed and squeezed his buttocks five times on each side before giving up.Zhou Yao lay on his stomach obediently with his buttocks stuck out, letting the other party toss and pinch at will.

When Qu Jia pressed on, he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

This is his Yaoyao, so wonderful, so good... It's really in his arms.He kissed the light-colored scar on the back of Zhou Yao's neck, and reluctantly let go.A strange kind of happiness filled my heart, probably the satisfaction of possessive desire.

Having had enough trouble and lay face to face on the bed, Qu Jia couldn't help complaining again, aggrieved: "I don't look like I'm a sports committee member? I'm going to die. How can I go to gym class tomorrow? I'm so scared."

Zhou Yao looked at him, showing a very innocent smile: "Our monitor's boyfriend, you just happen to look like a sports committee member."

Qu Jia: "..."

Zhou Yao kept the words "boyfriend" in his throat and said them carefully.The two of them held their fingers, and set off a cluster of gorgeous fireworks again in the sky in the bottom of their hearts.

On campus, even very close boys and girls are rarely labeled with "boyfriend" and "girlfriend".The vague and green feelings, like summer flowers, have a short life force, grow quickly, and end quickly, and it is easy to end without a problem. We can't determine the future direction of this road.

"Is it my boyfriend?" Zhou Yao said with a naughty taste in the Northeast, "Stop running, your little eyes are holding back."

"Yes." Qu Jia also smiled, "I didn't hide."

"My boyfriend is so handsome, he should be a sports committee member." Zhou Yao said, "Do you think we are compatible?"

Qu Jia didn't answer, and wrapped his whole body around Zhou Yao's body.

The two pairs of long legs twisted into a "specially matched" posture on the bed.

……