Fake Slackers

Xie Yu has lived for so many years and has never realized that he still has the potential of such an innocent boy. In the past, Zhou Dalei and the others secretly rented discs, the kind of colorful action movies, hiding from Ms. They dare not come out.

At an ignorant age, Da Lei blushed and couldn't take his eyes off him. Xie Yu just took a look, then used another old-fashioned TV next to him to continue playing on the NES.

At that time, Da Lei was talking about something, he said: "Thank you boss...you must be frigid."

"What's so strange?" Xie Yu was unmoved, "Isn't it just mating?"

Zhou Dalei: "..."

big beauty:"……"

And now... isn't it just a love affair?

Isn't it just drinking the same bottle of water?

How do you feel your heart rate is a bit fast.

With a clear whistle, the physical education class is coming to an end.

The physical education teacher came out of the gymnasium and waved at Luo Wenqiang. Liu Cunhao was holding the ball in his hand. Taking advantage of the last few seconds, he jumped up and threw the ball, hitting the basket.

"get out of class is over, let's disband," the physical education teacher urged, "the sports committee put away the equipment."

The sports committee was in charge of the sports equipment for the whole class. Luo Wenqiang couldn't take it all by himself. He Zhao jumped off the edge of the flower bed and went over to help: "I'll take the racket, old Xie, help me?"

Xie Yu shared half of the racket, and several of them went to the equipment room together. Liu Cunhao was still holding a basketball and kept walking around with a few fingers on his palm: "Oh, do you think the basketball game will really be canceled this year? ah."

"It's all the fault of the two classes last year. They are mentally retarded. They still fight. What's the point of fighting?"

"I was there, and the scene was really exciting. In the end, the ball was thrown directly. The two teams fought each other. The referee was stupid."

The equipment room is quite large, divided according to type, the badminton rackets are on the innermost row of shelves, He Zhao raised his hand to stuff the rackets in, and then turned to the side to make room for Xie Yu: "I also played in the basketball game last year. exist."

Xie Yu said, "Oh, no wonder your class didn't make it to the finals."

"..."

"The boys in the second class are too dirty to play, and it's boring. We retired in the first round." He Zhao began to reflect on why he became a laggard. "It's not because of lack of strength."

"Yes, yes, you are strong," Xie Yu said after putting the racket back, a little compulsively arranging the racket, "extremely strong."

The space between the shelves was very small, and it was a bit difficult to accommodate two people. He Zhao leaned against him at some point, and when Xie Yu finished tidying up and turned around, he almost leaned into his arms.

He Zhao laughed: "Little friend, are you throwing yourself into your arms?"

"Casting hair," Xie Yu said, "Good dogs don't get in the way, let me go?"

He Chao put his hands on his waist, gently pinched his waist through the fabric, and led him to the corner.The two of them are not too small, but fortunately, the corner is hidden enough, Luo Wenqiang and the others are still chatting in the area where the basketball is placed, so they don't notice them at all.

It is precisely because of this secrecy that the idea of ​​jumping up because of a bottle of water on the court just now came up again.

"I'm not a dog," He Zhao said, "I won't let you."

The atmosphere was just right, and the location was well chosen. Xie Yu slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again. Seeing He Zhao's face getting closer, he slapped He Zhao's dog directly on the head: "Stupid, monitor."

He Zhao: "..."

The equipment room is monitored, and there is more than one.Because the management is not enough, most of the time it depends on the self-consciousness of the students, and the sports committee needs to register on the form for borrowing and returning sports equipment in each class.

Looking from Xie Yu's direction, there was one facing them.

He Zhao's heart was full of voices.

Luo Wenqiang and the others filled out the form, and walked over: "Brother Chao, are you alright—"

In addition to Luo Wenqiang's loud voice, Xie Yu also heard He Zhao cursing in a low voice, roughly meaning to say something about fucking puppy love, I'm serious about love.

He Zhao was cursing and cursing. Seeing that the sports committee was about to walk over, he was about to let go, but Xie Yu suddenly came up and kissed him on the base of the ear.

Warm and soft.

From the monitoring, this action looks like one person is talking next to another person's ear, and it is impossible to see what they are doing.

He Zhao got stuck on the phrase "fuck", and he didn't go down for a long time.

Xie Yu stepped back again, leaned back, and squinted at him.

Luo Wenqiang walked to the shelf and didn't notice anything wrong: "Have you finished putting away the rackets, let's go back to the classroom together? The rats are waiting outside."

It wasn't until Xie Yu kicked He Chao that He Chao realized: "Ah, go back to the classroom, let's go...then let's go?"

The mid-term exam was approaching, and the second and third classes of high school were quite quiet, and there was no more fighting between classes. Everyone was huddling together, pointing to the surprise review in the past few days to obtain unexpected good grades.

There was an endless stream of people asking questions in front of Xue Xisheng's seat, so that he didn't have time to catch the two repeat offenders in his class.

Wanda was at the back of the line, and he probably couldn't get him during this break, so he found an empty seat in front of Xie Yu, and sighed, "You two still have the leisure to play games."

Facing the unprecedented tense atmosphere in the third class, Xie Yu seemed very calm: "It's better to burn incense and worship Buddha than to study."

He Zhao was even more calm: "A few days ago, I bought a few couplets online that I must pass every exam. I should be able to receive the goods before the midterm exam. The master has opened up all the couplets, and I will give you two when the time comes?"

Wanda: "..."

These two people are not human at all.

God damn it has been turned on.

Wanda thought so in his heart, but he said honestly: "Then, then give me two."

The couplets that He Zhao bought arrived the day before. There are ten sheets in a bag. They have a bright red background and bold gold characters. They look a bit luxurious. There are four small characters printed on the bottom corner, Master Linghui.

The students in the third class were all amazed, and felt that their imagination was not rich enough, and they could still do this kind of operation.

It rained all day the day before the midterm exam, and the road was still wet until the morning.

There was no extra time for them to prepare, and the exam came before I even got some dark circles under my eyes to prove my hard work these days.

"Students, the weather is getting colder, remember to add some clothes, and welcome today's exam with a warm heart." Mad Dog sent care to the candidates on the radio every day, "As the saying goes, a thousand days of training is used for a while, don't leave it to yourself. Sorry, come on, candidates!"

There were still 10 minutes to change the examination room. Tang Sen posted the seat chart on the podium, and the other students raced against time to memorize the poems and formulas after changing positions.

Xie Yu and He Zhao were still in the last exam room, with exactly the same configuration as the last monthly exam.

The people in the gathering place for poor students basically didn't change much, at most their positions changed.

Even if you cheated in the last exam, the answer you copied was from the same exam room, and the score is not much higher. It is half a catty, and a few places from the bottom to the bottom is already worth celebrating.

Xie Yu sat down in his seat, and He Zhao sat behind him, and the two of them were next to each other: "Old Xie, I feel that I am in good condition today, and I feel that I can get a high score in the exam."

"Then you can just feel it," Xie Yu said, "you can only live with your feelings."

He Zhao: "Number two, do you still have a sense of superiority?"

Xie Yu: "It's better than you anyway."

He Zhao raised his hand and patted Xie Yu's hair.

After a while, He Zhao asked again, "What do you want to eat after the exam?"

"You can eat whatever you want, don't call him Shen Jie," Xie Yu said casually, "Every time he comes, he has to fight."

He Zhao recalled those two dinner appointments, didn't know to reflect on himself and his children, and felt that there was something wrong with Shen Jie: "Okay, don't take him."

The mid-term exam is much more important than the monthly exam, and it is directly related to life safety. After the scores come out, there will be parents waiting for them, so this time the people in the gathering place for poor students are no longer satisfied with copying each other, and have developed a new idea: "The , Sell the answer. Save yourself a beating, does anyone need it?"

Others swarmed over: "What answer? How to sell it?"

"Two hundred copies, send it to your mobile phone, and deliver it in a flash."

"... Two hundred, are you taking advantage of the fire?"

The person who sold the answer said: "I just took advantage of the fire to rob."

The people in the place where poor students gather have backbone, they think it is expensive, and no one buys it.

"The first test subject is Chinese. It requires clean handwriting and standardized answers. The test time is 120 minutes."

The invigilators were Lao Tang from his class and the history teacher next door. If it wasn't for Lao Tang, no one would be willing to seriously invigilate their exam room.

In the words of other teachers: Even if they are asked to copy, it will be the same.

"Check the questions carefully, especially don't digress in the composition," Tang Sen stared at He Zhao when he said this. He was really worried. He didn't ask for anything else, at least he did these two things. "And that word, if you read If you don’t understand, I can’t give you points.”

After getting the test paper, Xie Yu first looked at the essay questions, thinking about how to get off the topic, and at the same time thinking about how a certain idiot would get away.

The backstory of the zero score from last time is still circulating in the grade group.

The difficulty of the second middle school test paper is not as great as that of other schools, and the questions are relatively conservative and quite satisfactory.After Xie Yu finished answering the questions, he made an estimate of fifty or sixty points, and planned to lie down and sleep for a while.

As soon as he lay down, he heard He Zhao calling him.

He Zhao yelled twice in a suppressed voice, and then tapped the bottom of the table with his fingertips: "Old Xie."

Outside the window began to rain patter again, hitting the window, the wind blowing in through the cracks in the window, a little cool.

Xie Yu recalled the last monthly exam, stretched his hand back, and asked, "Send the answer again?"

He Zhao didn't speak.

But Xie Yu stretched out his hand under his table, before he fumbled a few times in the air, it was held by He Zhao.He first grabbed Xie Yu's fingertips, then moved up and took his hand.