Fake Slackers

In fact, the students of No. [-] Middle School didn't know much about the legendary school bully.

Although these two are notorious, there are not many opportunities to actually meet them. Many times, they have heard a lot of gossip, and their impressions of them only stay in the blurry and sneaky photos in the school post bar.

Less than a week after the school celebration, the posts about these two people in the post bar have covered more than ten floors.

At the beginning, the painting style was quite normal, such as "the school celebration video, high-definition, the blood tank is empty", "these two people are too good-looking", "look at Xie Yu's waist".

Covered to the back, unconsciously, the painting style is getting closer and closer to the CP building.

During the lunch break at noon, several members of the Universe Invincible Handsome Boys Group got together and carefully flipped through the school postings.

"Mice, look at this," Luo Wenqiang slid down the phone screen a little, and read in a low voice, "Remember the red string on He Chao's wrist at the beginning, guide the way for 3 minutes and 15 seconds, there is a surprise."

At 3 minutes and 15 seconds, when He Zhao and Xie Yu were clapping their hands, half of the red string was exposed on Xie Yu's wrist. This detail was magnified and looked like the same style.

Liu Cunhao began to recall what stupid things he had said back then.

Must pass every exam bracelet?

……

What a fart.

Liu Cunhao lightly pressed the center of his eyebrows, and then said slowly: "Reply, reply! Let's just say that everyone in our class has one bracelet. It's nothing special. Let them not over-interpret it."

Luo Wenqiang: "Your excuse is very strong..."

Wanda: "..."

That evening, the few of them squatted downstairs in the complex building and chatted for an hour. They all felt that it was unexpected and reasonable. They had joked before that if the two of them continued to be so basic, something would happen sooner or later. I didn’t expect this to happen. So fast.

They are the first pair in the second and third classes of high school, and the situation is quite special.

Several people discussed it, and agreed that since the two of them didn't say anything, they should pretend not to know about it for the time being, and help hide it by the way.

Xie Yu wanted to sleep for a while at noon, but he closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, his eyes swept across the front row, passed the back of Luo Wenqiang's head, landed on the corridor outside the window, and said in a low voice: "There is no end."

Originally, there were always a few girls hanging around the door of the third class, but now they are not counted on a count, and almost every class can come in a row.

A few days ago, there were some brave people holding up their mobile phones to secretly take pictures. Xie Yu went out directly and asked them to delete the photos. Through the window, he said mercilessly, "Deleted."

The girls were so frightened that their phones almost dropped to the ground.

"What?" He Zhao scratched the pen on the paper, put down the pen halfway, looked at him sideways, reached out and tapped on Xie Yu's desk, "...too noisy?"

Xie Yuxin said that this fool probably hasn't realized that half of the girls in the company outside the window are here to see him.

Xie Yu blinked on his stomach: "What's your question?"

He Zhao pushed his piece of draft paper over. After pushing it, thinking about it, he probably couldn't understand it. He explained, "It's just the post-class extension that Lao Wu left this morning. I'll take a look at it when I have nothing to do."

Although the third class is a science class, judging from the results of each exam, the focus of teaching should be to grasp the basics, get the basic points that can be obtained, and then think about the difficult problems.

Xie Yu leaned over, recalled the topic, and barely understood what was written on He Chao's paper.

"But I think this," He Zhao wanted to say that there was something wrong with the idea he wrote, and that there should be a simpler algorithm. It happened that someone came in through the back door, and the footsteps were getting closer, so he changed the topic, "...This skill doesn't do too much damage, but it's okay to play with. The operation is very important. You need to practice more."

Xie Yu: "..."

The two students walked by talking and laughing, and accidentally bumped into the corner of the table as they passed by, and didn't notice anything wrong with the serious boss chatting about games in the back row: "I'm sorry, Brother Chao .”

He Zhao's expression remained the same: "It's fine."

When the people left, Xie Yu couldn't help laughing while lying on the table, with half of his face buried in his arms, the more he laughed, the more he couldn't stop: "Are you sick?"

"Have you laughed enough?" He Zhao said, "Is it not good for you to laugh at your boyfriend like this?"

He Zhao's ability to conceal his strength has almost been imprinted in his bones over the years.

In addition, he had played with Lei Jun and the others for a period of time before, and he knew better than anyone how poor students messed around in class every day.

Xie Yu sometimes forgets that the person sitting next to him is the "problem king" who can come up with three solutions to a finale question within 10 minutes.

After He Zhao finished speaking, he also felt that his smooth operation just now was really good. He lowered his head and smiled, and reached out to get the draft paper that was handed out just now. As soon as he touched the paper, Xie Yu raised his hand and held it down. .

Xie Yu still maintained the same posture just now, only his eyes were exposed, but the smile in his eyes was no longer there. He pressed his five fingers on the scratch paper that looked like ghostly symbols, and asked him, "Then when can I not use it?" Laughing at my boyfriend?"

He Zhao was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what Xie Yu meant by that.

"What are you thinking?" He Zhao smiled, "I've thought about it... If I rush to the first place in my grade, let alone Old Tang, the school committee will immediately pass out."

Xie Yu let go of his hand.

He Zhao took the draft paper back, folded it twice and stuffed it into the math book.

After pretending for so long, from the first year of high school to the present, I still can't get rid of this role for a while.

Nine times out of ten, people will think that they have changed their brains, and they can't explain clearly, and they may even take him to the hospital for an examination: don't tell me something is wrong with this child.

After Xie Yu heard it, he felt like what He Chao would do.

He even planned an inspirational counterattack plan for himself, and even thought out the details of making a top [-] in the final exam.

"I want to stand with you all the time." He Zhao stared into Xie Yu's eyes and said, "I'm also afraid that you'll be bored playing games by yourself. Twenty ranks seems too much... Ah, let's advance two fucking ranks first. alright."

As He Zhao talked, he cut the plan down to single digits.

Xie Yu kicked him lightly, and said with a smile: "You two, how far do you want to progress?"

What He Zhao said just now was so natural that Xie Yu forgot for a moment, it was obvious that every time he was punished to stand, it was because he was forcibly dragged into the water by this person.

In the end who is with whom.

He Zhao suddenly called him again: "Old Xie."

Xie Yu glanced at him.

"Do you remember that mentally handicapped game I played before?"

Xie Yu said: "You have played more than one mentally handicapped game."

"..."

He Zhao was choked up, and after a while he said, "Be nice to her in your own way...it's not necessarily what she wants." Although sometimes love is to give everything you can think of and give .

Stubborn and wishful thinking.

Xie Yu leaned back and didn't speak.

At the end of the lunch break, someone took the lead in the front row and patted the table: "Hey - is the next session a physical education class, is it our happy sports?"

As the final exam is approaching, other teachers have almost taken up the physical education class. Everyone has no expectations, but today it seems that no teacher has said that the physical education class is occupied, so they have hoped again: "Sports Committee, our Is the physical education class still alive?"

Luo Wenqiang, who is usually very sensitive to the word "sports", was called by his name twice today before he raised his head: "He is alive and well."

"Speaking of physical education, it was really a big show," Wanda said excitedly, sitting on the seat with his legs crossed, "The physical education class was already taken by the English teacher, but Lao Tang went to grab the class, and the two of them almost passed each other in the office." There was a quarrel. In the end, Lao Tang won the fight, but who knew that after Lao Tang snatched it back, he still let us go to sports, and the English teacher almost died of anger."

At that time, the battle was fierce, and Wanda deliberately went back to work and dragged them over to listen together.

Xie Yu was not very happy: "Let's go, don't send it off."

Wanda: "It's really wonderful, you must not know that Old Tang in our class still has such a domineering side."

"Let's go." In the end, it was He Zhao who pulled him up, "Go and listen."

When I walked to the door, I heard the English teacher shouting: "I haven't finished this unit yet, and I have to explain these after-school exercises to them today!"

Old Tang: "Children need sports, and physical health is the basis for learning and striving."

"..."

There are a total of five or six classes on the playground, and they can move freely after running two laps.

The physical education teacher held a toothpick in his mouth and waited for them at the end of the runway. He had nothing to do, and he still had a watch in his hand: "If you need to borrow equipment, you can ask the sports committee to borrow it."

After the physical education teacher finished speaking, he paused and said, "Xue Xisheng, the English vocabulary handbook in your pocket is exposed. Can you respect me? Well, come here later, and I will play two rounds of badminton with you."

The others laughed when they heard this.

He Zhao also laughed, and leaned into Xie Yu's ear with a smile and said, "The school committee is simply not human."

After the dissolution, Xue Xisheng was the only one with a sad face, and the others were so happy that they wanted to fly, especially Luo Wenqiang, who took Liu Cunhao and the others to play on the basketball court after borrowing equipment for other students.

Luo Wenqiang walked and said, "There are still many balls, anyone want?"

There were few people on the court, and it looked quite deserted. Xie Yu was rarely in a mood, so he rolled up his sleeves and gestured to Luo Wenqiang: "Throw it over."

Luo Wenqiang was a little surprised and took two steps before throwing the ball.

He Zhao happened to be holding a bottle of mineral water and walked over from the nearby canteen. He had just taken two sips before the lid was closed. Seeing Xie Yu dribbling, he raised the corners of his mouth, "Little friend, did you do two tricks?"

As He Zhao said, he put the cap back on the bottle and threw it aside casually.

The two played one offense and one defense, and played a few games without any rules.

Xie Yu's every movement is crisp and neat, dribbling the ball, dunking at the free throw line... not sloppy at all, it is quite enjoyable to watch.

In the end, both of them took off their jackets, and He Zhao only wore a thin sweater. Halfway through the fight, he didn't catch the ball. He put his arms around Xie Yu's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and leaned close to him and said a few words.

Then Xie Yu threw the ball backhand.

Luo Wenqiang was warming up on the sidelines, thinking that these two people were simply invisible.

He pressed his legs halfway, and vaguely heard a girl not far away shouting: "The two of them are really good for each other, my God."

"Bracelet, do you see it? It's really the same style."

"..."

Wanda poked Luo Wenqiang with his elbow: "Are you going to get in?"

Luo Wenqiang turned his head and asked Liu Cunhao, "Are you a rat?"

Although the class of those two girls is not physical education, the schedules of the second and third classes of senior high school have already been scooped up in the post bar for the past few days. If they want to meet by chance, they will take advantage of this time and go to the playground for a couple of laps That's fine.

However, before the two of them had time to look inside through the iron net, they saw three boys walking towards them in the basketball court.

The muscular leader was still holding a basketball in his hand, and three boys surrounded them.

Liu Cunhao coughed, and said in the lead: "You two sisters, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

Luo Wenqiang: "These two students in our class, they are good brothers! Honest and good brothers!"

Wanda: "Do you know what a good brother means?"

The author has something to say: Brother Chao and Lao Xie: what kind of honest brothers!we are not!

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