Fake Slackers

On the day of the No. 67 Middle School’s celebration, the school was full of banners and posters were pasted on the bulletin board, which was brightly red and very festive. It read: Congratulations to the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of Liyang No. [-] Middle School.

Ribbons were carefully hung at the gate of the school,

The students went in through the door with their schoolbags on their backs and discussed all the way.

The people from the student union began to decorate the auditorium a few days ago, and after the decoration was almost done, they concentrated on preparing for the rehearsal in the afternoon.

All the teachers in the school wore formal clothes on this day.

Old Tang is not considered young, but his aesthetics is a few years older than his age, and he has a soft spot for old-fashioned cloth shoes.Now that I put on formal clothes, I finally brought the aesthetics back to the passing line, and the whole person looks much more energetic.

But Old Tang still seemed a little uncomfortable. Standing on the podium, he raised his hand and tugged on his tie from time to time.

"Xu Jing said in the group that she would go to the auditorium for rehearsal after lunch." He Zhao poked Xie Yu with a pen and asked, "Do you still remember your movements?"

Xie Yu lay on his stomach, looked at him with his head resting on his arm: "I remember."

He Zhao raised his hand and rubbed it quite naturally. The kid's hair was limp, and he didn't want to let go of it: "Why don't I really believe what you say."

Xie Yu was not very active in rehearsal, and most of the time he just moved around with a cold face. Xu Jing didn't even worry about Luo Wenqiang, who danced like a great dancer, but worried that Xie Yu wouldn't be able to keep up with his movements.

Xie Yu just felt that since he knew everything, it was a bit annoying to line up again and again: "Believe it or not."

Mad Dog was rarely sensational today. He read the history of the No. 60 Middle School to the teachers and students on the radio, briefly reviewed every step of the past [-] years, and finally said: "Actually, the most important part of the history of our No. [-] Middle School is not how glorious it is. It’s not so much the outstanding teachers...it’s your children who spent three years in No. [-] Middle School one after another.”

The mad dog chattered endlessly on the radio, and Xie Yu got a headache from hearing it, so he casually opened the comic book next to him.

This set of comic books was brought from home by Wanda. There are ten volumes in total. They are hot-blooded college-themed books. They have been circulated wildly in the classroom for a few days. The boys in the class take turns reading one book and another.

The day before yesterday Luo Wenqiang secretly watched it in math class, but was taken away by Lao Wu and fined ten math problems.This group of people were very itchy and planned to sneak into the teacher's office to get it back while Old Wu was not paying attention.

"Old Xie, are you a man?" He Zhao wanted to drag him along, but Xie Yu wasn't very interested, so he challenged him, "Are you scared?"

Xie Yu: "I'm afraid of a dick."

As a result, they followed Wanda around the door of the office for several times, saw Lao Wu opened the comic book, and saw that it was a class break, and they didn't give them a chance at all: "..."

Xie Yu didn't turn two pages, when he heard He Zhao raised his voice from the side: "Teacher, today... you are facing the wind in Yushu, handsome and unrestrained. Look younger than ten years old, very handsome."

When He Zhao spoke, he leaned back, and even the seat was tilted up, swaying.

Liu Cunhao understood it, and said, "It's like Aaron Kwok from No. [-] Middle School."

Let them finish all the good things, Luo Wenqiang can only say: "Anyway, it's just one word, handsome!"

The whole class laughed and clapped their hands.

Old Tang touched the top of his head in embarrassment: "What nonsense."

After Old Tang finished speaking, he put his hands on the edge of the podium and stopped pulling on his tie.

Xie Yu stared at He Chao, who was shaking on the chair and looked out of shape.

Winter is approaching, and some students who are afraid of the cold have already put on winter clothes. This person is still dressed thinly, but he looks like a stove, and his sleeves are even folded up, revealing a section of his wrist.

Before Liu Cunhao casually mentioned that if he was not the monitor, the most suitable person in the class to be the monitor should be He Zhao.

It is very suitable.

This person looks unruly, but in fact he just doesn't show his style.

The school celebration party is chosen after school, which is usually the time for evening self-study.The students who participated in the rehearsal had to go there at noon. After lunch, Liu Cunhao bent down and took out the performance uniform from the belly of the table: "Then it is logical for us to skip half a day of class, how happy we are."

"Don't be flattered," Xu Jing and Xu Qingqing took the clothes and said arm in arm, "Hurry up and change your clothes, and gather at the stairs after changing."

It must be inconvenient in the classroom, and it is not good to be shirtless, so I can only go to the toilet cubicle.

There are only six compartments in total, and Liu Cunhao and the others ran in to occupy one of them. Their movements were extremely fast, as if a slow step could not keep up with the hot food, and in the end only the innermost room was left.

Luo Wenqiang managed to take the penultimate place, and while locking the door, he said, "I'm sorry, Brother Chao, Brother Yu, you two just squeeze together."

"..."

Xie Yu took the clothes and stood at the door of the toilet, wanting to kick Luo Wenqiang into the toilet.

"Let's go." He Zhao couldn't wish more, smiled and hooked Xie Yu's shoulder, "Squeeze?"

The cubicle space is too small, two people can run into each other standing still in it, not to mention undressing.

He Zhao moved quickly, taking off his shirt in twos and twos. Xie Yu had just pulled down the zipper of his jacket when his elbow accidentally touched He Zhao's waist.a little hard.

The boy has a lean figure, his abdominal muscles don't look exaggerated, and he has the unique greenness of eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Give it up," Xie Yu paused, and then said, "Send it on the side."

Liu Cunhao and the others did not forget to chat while changing their clothes. When they talked about the hot-blooded manga, they said at the top of their voices, "I saw the fifth book, who has the sixth?"

"Six doesn't exist anymore."

"In the hands of Old Wu."

"You haven't stolen it back yet?"

"...How to steal it! You told me how to steal it! Old Wu has been watching it every class break, and I haven't finished it yet!"

In addition to changing clothes in the cubicle, there are also many people coming in and out outside.

Xie Yu put on his clothes, put on his pants in twos and outs, and when he looked up again, He Zhao was leaning against the door panel and staring at him: "What's wrong?"

He Zhao had already changed, and the white shirt on his body was inadvertently exuding a ruffian air. The top three buttons were unbuttoned and left wide open.

"Look at you," He Zhao said, "Why is my kid so pretty?"

Xie Yu pulled up the zipper of his trousers little by little, took two steps forward, raised his hand to help him button up his clothes, wrapped his fingers around the buttons, felt the body temperature of the man through the fabric, and reminded: " You, who have a boyfriend, don't be too coquettish."

He Zhao didn't move, and let Xie Yu push up two balls. He couldn't help but bowed his head and approached him.

"Brother Chao, are you alright?"

Luo Wenqiang was very strong, knocking on the door was like smashing the door, bang bang a few times, knocking so that the compartment door was shaking.

He Zhao: "..."

After Luo Wenqiang finished knocking, the door opened after a few seconds. He was about to turn around in a circle to show off his new look, and asked if he was handsome.

It was agreed to hurry up and gather at the stairs after changing. Xu Qingqing and the girls changed their clothes slowly and dawdled for a while.

When they changed their clothes and came out, the boys had been waiting at the entrance of the corridor for five or six minutes.

Luo Wenqiang, Wanda, and the others deliberately stood near the corridor, standing in a row, serious posture, Luo Wenqiang put one hand in his trouser pocket, Liu Cunhao crossed his chest, with a cold expression and blurred eyes.

Xu Jing took a look and went straight past the group of psychopaths, looking for the two facades from the third class.

The appearance of the two classes is low-key, sitting side by side on the stairs.

Xie Yu's legs were bent, the low-waisted jeans on his lower body were still ripped, straight and slender, and it was obvious that a large piece of skin was exposed at the knees, it was so white that it dazzled the eyes.

Xu Jing was stunned for a few seconds.

He Zhao held the phone in his hand, and hooked Xie Yu's neck with his other hand.It seemed that he wanted to take a photo with him, but Xie Yu was obviously not happy about it, and he showed no expression when facing the camera.

This person's photography skills are not very good, and the angle he chooses is also strange.If it weren't for the two people's good looks, it was all supported by their good looks, otherwise it would be the scene of a car accident.

However, He Chao is very confident: "How about it, look at my composition."

"What the hell," Xie Yu got up and said, "Wake up, be realistic."

The school auditorium is not used much, and other than this kind of school celebration performance, it is only used to convene students to hold a grade meeting.

The stage was covered with a wooden floor, with dark red curtains on both sides.

Looking down from the stage, there are endless rows of seats.

When they went there, Liu Cunhao and the others were still very hard on their mouths, saying that they wanted to hang and beat other classes, but when they stood on the stage, their legs went limp.

Luo Wenqiang: "Why didn't I realize that our school auditorium is so big?"

Liu Cunhao: "Are there so many people sitting in the audience?"

Wanda: "Anyone want to pee?"

"Aren't you cowardly?" He Zhao stood in the middle, jokingly kicked Luo Wenqiang lightly while speaking, "What did you say when you came here just now?"

Luo Wenqiang, representative of "Universal Invincible Boys' Team", said: "...we love you."

Although Xie Yu didn't participate much in the rehearsal, he didn't make any mistakes during the whole rehearsal.When a boy dances on the stage, even if his movements are not up to standard, he does not need a lighting engineer to play lighting effects, and the whole person emits dazzling light by himself.

Unlike He Zhao's publicity, Xie Yu didn't really want to express himself, but he couldn't stop others from looking at him.

I can't take my eyes off of it.

After Xu Jing finished dancing, as the last sound fell, the stone in her heart also fell, and she said that she must be stable this time.

At six o'clock in the evening, the audience entered the arena one after another, and the empty auditorium became lively.

The school leaders sat in the first row, and their names and titles were placed in front of the desk.

After the two hosts finished a long series of opening remarks, they began to report the program: "...Next, students from Class One and One in Senior High will bring us poems and recite "My School". Welcome with applause."

The performers are arranged to sit in the first row, so that they can go on stage later.

The poem recitation was nothing to watch, Xie Yu heard the back, turned his head and asked, "Which one is in our class?"

"Didn't read the playlist? Behind the second class, the eighth."

"I didn't pay attention."

While speaking, after the last line of the poem recitation was finished, the two girls on the stage bowed to the audience, and then all the lights in the auditorium were turned off.A few seconds later, when it slowly lit up, the two people reciting the poem had already stepped off the stage, and standing on the stage were two well-dressed hosts who attended: "Thank you very much for the wonderful performance brought to us by class one. On this special day, I believe everyone is as excited as I am..."

The program of Class [-], Grade [-] was a skit, which made everyone laugh and woke up Xie Yu.

"It's our time," Xu Jing passed the message from the front of the row, "Get ready, don't be nervous."

Luo Wenqiang was so nervous that he stared at the stage without blinking his eyes. He kept on watching every show. When he turned his head to pass on the words, he saw Xie Yu who was sitting on his right hand still rubbing his eyes, squinting halfway. Quite sleepy: "It's our turn—Brother Yu, you are too calm."

There were rumors before that the two bosses from class three were going to take the stage, so several buildings were built in the school post bar, and they were all shouting "It's worth it, if I can see it in my fucking life, it's really worth it".

Although I have imagined it countless times in my mind, no one expected it. Seeing it with my own eyes is even more shocking than I imagined.