Fake Slackers

Xie Yu handed in the rewritten group list.

In black and white, the pen is sharp, and the six lines of names jump on the paper, which is quite beautiful.

Although Xie Yu handed in a very high rate of wrong questions, and often only copied a few questions for major math problems, leaving the answer area empty.However, the teachers in each class will not lose their patience when they criticize it. Just rushing at this word can relieve half of their anger.

Every time a teacher in the office lamented that the word is really useless, another voice came out to persuade him: "It's better than He Chao, I really get angry when I approve the homework, everything is..."

The tour guide looked at Xie Yu as if he saw a savior.

Although the boy in front of him looked unreasonable, compared to his appearance, his indifferent demeanor was more ostentatious.

And I don't know why, when this classmate pressed his fingers against the edge of the table, handed over the paper, and then looked up at him, he somehow felt that his life was threatened.

The tour guide took the paper: "...Thank you, thank you."

Xie Yu: "You're welcome."

He Zhao felt good about himself. He wrote quite seriously this time, and he always felt that it would not be incomprehensible again. Standing on the edge of the podium, he opened his mouth to say something for himself, when Xie Yu kicked him. .

"Go down," Xie Yu said, "don't be ashamed."

He Zhao was chased away by Xie Yu, and he said as he walked, "No, I wrote it really well this time, the handwriting is correct and grand..."

Xie Yu: "Shut up, okay?"

The third class knew the level of He Zhao's handwriting. At the beginning, he really felt dizzy, but after more than two months, he had to hone his ability to recognize words.

They are all classmates, and the written names can almost be known at a glance from the font, but the tour guide is not familiar with these names, so they must be confused.

Liu Cunhao covered his face at the bottom: "What on earth do I think, let Brother Chao be the team leader."

Wanda patted him: "That's it, what else can you do, don't look back on the road you have traveled."

Liu Cunhao: "..."

"Students, we are going to Beihu Park this time, a famous scenic spot in City C. I will tell you about the specific itinerary when I get on the bus." It was a pleasant day, in short, there was a lot of nonsense, and finally said, "...the bus for our second and third grades is at the back door, go to the corridor first and line up."

There were already two classes queuing up in the corridor, and Old Tang immediately said, "Pay attention to order and be quiet. The other grades are still in class."

The tour guide talked too much, and Xie Yu became drowsy after listening for a long time, and he didn't pay attention to it after that. When everyone else got up and walked outside, he still lay on the table and didn't move.

He Zhao curled his fingers, turned his head and tapped on Xie Yu's desk: "Don't sleep, get up and line up."

Old Tang also talked a lot, and after talking about order, he gave a lot of instructions, which made people can't help but think of the elementary school students' autumn tour. Finally, some students couldn't bear it anymore and raised their voices: "Should we still hold hands? Why don't we just walk together hand in hand?" Got it."

As soon as that classmate finished speaking, Xie Yu opened his eyes, and He Chao stretched out a hand.

This man sat on a table instead of a chair, his school uniform was unzipped, his coat was wide open, and he smiled and said to him, "Little friend, do you hold hands?"

The boys look so pretty when they smile.

He Zhao rested the back of his hand on the table, palm facing him.

Just now someone clamored to hold hands, it shouldn't be a big deal for them to hold hands now.

For a long while, Xie Yu didn't speak, and put his hand on it.

"Oh--"

In the corridor, especially the few students near the back door and window, whoever took the lead shouted, and the last three classes all jumped up and down, saying "oh" meaningfully.

He Zhao was afraid that their reaction would be too big, so he would scare people: "You ass."

Liu Cunhao: "To save face, to save face, or Brother Chao to save face, as soon as I said to hold hands, I immediately pulled it together."

They were purely choking on Old Tang, and they didn't think about other aspects.Besides, the two bosses in their class have always been so cute, they even held hands in public in class.

Tang Sen was disturbed by them, shook his head and smiled, and did not continue to emphasize discipline.Anyway, it's just this day, let them have fun.

When getting on the bus, the girls go up first to pick a seat, and they basically sit together in two.After Xie Yu and He Zhao broke up, when they went up, there were only two vacant seats in the last row.

Wanda sat in the middle of the last row and waved at them: "Here—come here."

Xie Yu looked around and asked, "Is there no other place?"

Liu Cunhao and the others sat in the last row, they were all active members of the class, and they would definitely be so noisy along the way that they would not be able to sleep.

Liu Cunhao pinned Xie Yu's meaning: "Brother Yu, are you despising us?"

Xie Yu: "Yes."

They had already walked to the middle of the carriage, and on Xie Yu's right was Xu Qingqing, who had already unpacked a bag of snacks, and smiled very boldly: "Hahahahaha bring shame on yourself."

He Zhao also laughed: "Mice, you just have to know it yourself. Why bother to ask and hurt yourself again."

Liu Cunhao: "..."

Naogui Nao, there is no other vacancy to sit.

After everyone sat down, the car started slowly and turned out along the path at the back gate of the school.

The tour guide pulled the handrail, stood up and reported his name, remembering the specific name, only remembering the surname Wang, so everyone shouted "Brother Wang, Brother Wang", and the guide scratched his hair: "Okay, Brother Wang ...Brother Wang is fine too."

The drowsiness that had been brewing in the classroom just now came back, Xie Yu planned to sleep by the car window for a while, but when he didn't touch the window, He Zhao held his head and led it to him: "Don't lean on brother's shoulder, Go to the window?"

The word "brother" is like a spell. Once you hear it, certain images will play in your mind.

Obviously it was He Zhao who brought it up on his own initiative, but not long after he finished speaking, he coughed lightly again, thinking that he was fucking himself.

Xie Yu couldn't take it anymore, the most obvious reaction was... he couldn't sleep.

The trail to the school is narrow and long, and the bus drives slowly. Along the way, it passes the food street of No. [-] Middle School. The banner celebrating the mid-term exam at the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Building has not been removed yet. Staring at the passing crowd.

Brother Wang talked about the history of Beihu Park, as well as the various buildings in the park, especially the former residence of a late writer: "You all know him, he just wrote—"

When it came to literature, Old Tang suffered from an occupational disease, and he was able to give them a Chinese lesson without script in minutes. He got up and snatched the tour guide's loudspeaker: "I'll say a few words, I'll say a few words..."

All of the second and third classes of high school: "...Don't let him talk!!!"

Liu Cunhao almost cried: "I was happy today."

Wanda: "Yes, I was happy today."

Amidst the noise, it was unknown who moved first, the backs of their hands were pressed against the backs of their hands for a while, and then He Zhao's fingers got entangled.

Sometimes people are really easy to please.

A little touch, a look, and the warmth that comes with it.

It's full.

The noise in the bus was getting louder and louder. Ever since Luo Wenqiang had the guts to snatch Old Tang's horn, this group of people went crazy.

"Let's sing," Xu Qingqing suggested, "Participants will be given prizes."

The others clapped their hands and asked, "But what prizes can we give away?"

Although there were no prizes, the third class K song conference was held in full swing.

In fact, everyone's singing skills are not very good. Most of the time, the magic voice pierces the ears, but the singers are still intoxicated. Old Tang was intoxicated by the song "Unforgettable Tonight".

He Zhao is a very face-saving person. No matter what he sings, he can applaud without conscience: "Good! The singing is so good!"

Good fart.

Xie Yu couldn't understand this operation, he moved his finger, and the fingertips just touched He Zhao's raised knuckles: "Is this sarcasm?"

He Zhao: "No, it's called encouragement."

Old Tang was a little embarrassed by He Zhao's praise, but after the embarrassment passed, he waved his hand and decided to sing another song: "Since you guys like to listen, then I will..."

He Zhao had made countless calculations, but he didn't realize that Old Tang in his class was actually a wheat bully: "Huh?"

A few students in the front row were so angry that they threw water bottles at him.

As a result, after Old Tang finished singing, the other students changed their minds and began to boo: "Brother Chao, come play a song! Otherwise, you will be sorry for us!"

He Zhao quickly agreed: "Okay, I'm very good at singing, and if I hear it, I'll make money—Old Xie, what song do you want to hear?"

Xie Yu had never heard He Chao sing before, so he vaguely felt that He Chao's self-confidence was not right, mainly because this person often praised his handwriting like this, boasting that there is nothing in the sky, and the result is really scribbled enough to go to the sky.

But He Zhao's eyes clearly said "I'll sing you what you want to hear".

Xie Yu's words came to his lips and became: "Whatever."

The three board students all thought that according to the peeing nature of brother Chao in their class, he should be able to sing that kind of harder song.

Unexpectedly, He Zhao chose a love song in the end.

The original singer is a female singer with a gentle and slow style.

The horn was handed over from the front row, and the switch hadn't been turned on yet. Xie Yu heard He Zhao muttering something in a low voice beside him: "Fortunate for them...it's for my kids."

This was probably the only time He Chao didn't brag.

She sang really nicely, and her voice lingered in Xie Yu's ear in a low voice.The male voice is completely different from the original, but still gentle.

The kind of gentleness that belongs to boys, with a little restraint, comes out from the lyrics.

There was a sudden silence in the car.

The two of them are still secretly holding hands where no one else can see them, hiding under the hem of the school uniform. With their fingers interlocked, it seems that they can hear each other's heartbeat through the intertwined fingers.