Shen wheel

"Aren't you moved?"

"Don't dare to move, don't dare to move." Jin Jie grabbed a small piece of cake and pulled Fang Gan's collar as if to wipe it up, because Fang Gan said something that ruined his image in front of Zhang Xiao.

The drinking at the senior coach's table was booming, and the junior table was full of turmoil. In order not to let the frugal Uncle Cheng feel bad about money, Qiu Yang deliberately explained to Jin Jie and the others that they are not allowed to wipe the cake and throw the cake to waste the cake, so everyone this time Not so embarrassing.

Cheng Yu finished washing his hands at the sink, looked at himself in the glasses, and thought a lot. He never thought that he could still have friends and brothers before, as long as others don't hold onto his past and say that everyone can live in peace.

So many things have happened in this year, how can I put it this way? Roller skating is really something that can affect people. If there is no roller skating, he will have no chance to recognize his own way and know this group of people. If Qiu Yang does not transfer to the third class to follow him They won't meet at the same table, everything is very logical and a bit unbelievable.

"Aren't you very happy? Don't talk, I know, you must be overjoyed." Qiu Yang appeared out of nowhere, his steps fluttering around Cheng Yu's neck.

Cheng Yu had just finished washing his hands and was about to go out, but Qiu Yang pulled him past and closed the bathroom door.

"Cheng Ayu, when will you take the initiative?" Qiu Yang hugged him, a little drunk.

Cheng Yu looked at him for two seconds, "Now." Cheng Yu pushed Qiu Yang to the back wall and kissed him, with a hint of encroachment.

implicit?He felt that if he kept it more subtle, he would be crazy. He didn't know why he always cared about some things before, but now he suddenly felt that those things were dispensable.

Qiu Yang hugged Cheng Yu with his backhand, the touch of the corners of his lips made Qiu Yang feel unreal, in his impression Cheng Yu was not very good at kissing, why did he suddenly let go so openly today?But Brother Yang can't lose momentum if he loses anything!

"Brother Yang is hard." Qiu Yang took the time to say something.

Cheng Yu: "Hold on."

"Aren't you fucking hard too?"

"Shut up, you talk too much." It's not yet time, there are still so many people waiting outside, and the dog is still drunk.

Forget about getting drunk, just get drunk, there is a use for remembering so clearly.

On the third day of junior high school, Qiu Yang woke up on Cheng Yu's bed at Cheng Yu's house. Because he drank too much because he was happy, he fought with Jin Jie. In the second half, he broke up. It might throw Qiu Yang out, so he carried him home directly.

He couldn't remember what happened in the second half, but he didn't forget anything about the bathroom.

Young Master Qiu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while, then turned over and looked at Cheng Yu's back, hey, he was so domineering last night, he dared to make Brother Yang hold back.

Qiu Yang was so engrossed in watching, Cheng Yu turned over and slammed his arm on Qiu Yang's face, which was really unintentional.

Qiu Yang covered his face and didn't speak for a long time, the pain was so painful that he was about to die.

"What are you covering your face for?" Cheng Yu opened his eyes and saw Qiu Yang's strange posture and asked him.

"You murdered your husband." Qiu Yang sat up covering his face.

Cheng Yu sat up and was shocked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"You just fucking smashed it."

Cheng Yu: "..." No impression, not even a touch.

So Cheng Yu lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After a while, he came in with ice cubes. Who knows where Cheng Yu got the ice cubes in the winter, and he might break them on the eaves of the balcony when he opened the window.

He had a hangover and a headache and was slapped on the arm by Cheng Yu, but Young Master Qiu still felt damn happy.

On the fifth day of the new year, Cheng Yu continued to go to work, and on the twelfth day of the first month, their third year of high school started early.

The off-campus house Cheng Yu has been optimistic about for a long time, and he just waited to pay the money to live in it. The comfort is not as good as Qiu Yang’s house, but it’s not too shabby for two people to live in. It’s about 5 minutes away from the school, not as close as Zuo Jiang and the others. , but a little freer than them.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the school was still in class. Zuo Jiang went to the third class early in the morning to tell Cheng Yu that they would celebrate the Lantern Festival together and eat glutinous rice balls, and Cheng Yu agreed.

After evening self-study, Qi Ming slipped out of the dormitory with his schoolbag on his back and Zuo Jiang, and went back to the apartment. Qiu Yang borrowed a pot from the landlady and cooked two bags of glutinous rice balls. The sesame glutinous rice balls turned into sesame paste. Qiu Yang felt so flustered after taking two sips that he almost poured the pot together. Cheng Yu scolded him for wasting food.

Later, I went to the shop downstairs and bought two bags of quick-frozen glutinous rice balls. This time, Cheng Yu cooked them himself. The four of them just had a bad Lantern Festival. The next day, Qi Ming and Zuo Jiang were approved by Mr. Cha Su After a pause, he turned around as if nothing happened.

It was April in a blink of an eye, and less than two months before the college entrance examination, Qiu Yang's school examination results came out in March, and he passed all the school examinations, and he still passed the second place in the professional courses in Central America.

Zhao Shujing gave Qiu Zhen most of the work because Qiu Yang was going to take the college entrance examination, and she could spare one day a week to go home. Whenever she made something to eat for Qiu Yang, she would ask Qiu Yang to bring a copy to Cheng Yu. Sometimes Qiu Yang was asked to call Cheng Yu home.

There was a sports meeting in the first and second grades of senior high school, and the third graders sat in the classroom to do their homework. After hearing the cheering outside for the nth time, Qiu Yang nudged Cheng Yu who was doing the calculations with his elbow.

"We also held a sports meeting at this time last year."

"At this time last year, I regretted not beating you up." Cheng Yu slapped Qiu Yang's face back with a slap, "Don't talk to me during the exam."

"The teacher didn't come."

I don't know if the invigilator is big-hearted or just watching the invigilator, the person left after the test papers were handed out.

"Ginger should come over."

"Come to see your exam?"

"Watching Zhang Xiao's game, I want to eat pickled fish tonight."

Cheng Yu: "..." Why the hell don't you eat people.

After returning home at night, Cheng Yu forgot about the sauerkraut fish. After taking a bath, he found that Qiu Yang got a fish from somewhere, and brought the pot from the landlord's house over to cook it himself.

Cheng Yu: "Where did the fish come from?"

Qiu Yang: "The landlord's aunt's."

Cheng Yu: "Where's the sauerkraut?"

Qiu Yang: "It's made from Laotan sauerkraut noodles."

Cheng Yu: "..." My head hurts a bit, I'm so tired from class during the day, and I'm so tired when I come back at night, I didn't know Qiu Yang could do it before.

"The onion, ginger, and garlic belong to the landlord's house too?" Cheng Yu looked through the ingredients, and they were quite neat.

"I met the landlord's aunt to buy vegetables in the morning, so I asked her to help bring some."

Seeing that Qiu Yang really had no way to start, Cheng Yu had no choice but to help out. It took nearly four to ten minutes to finish it. Qiu Yang tasted the soup and said "Tsk", "The old altar pickled fish tastes really good."

Originally, Cheng Yu planned to do the questions at night, but Qiu Yang wanted to eat fish, so the time for doing the questions just passed.

"Taste a bite." Qiu Yang took a piece of fish and fed it to Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu took a bite and it was not bad, so it was not a waste of work.

Qiu Yang took two more bowls and put them on the table. Cheng Yu cooked the few packets of instant noodles he had unpacked with the remaining fish soup, and filled a large bowl for each person.

"The fish head is half for each of us." Qiu Yang poked the fish head into two pieces with chopsticks and took one piece for Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu thought it was poisonous and was hungry.

After eating and drinking enough at night, Cheng Yu went to do the exercises with the book, and Qiu Yang went to wash the dishes with the chopsticks.

When Qiu Yang came back after washing his hands, Cheng Yu had already finished all the questions he could do. Qiu Yang looked through the steps and found that the steps were all correct.

"Come here and show me a question. I did the math twice and it was wrong." Cheng Yu said.

"Here, the merge is wrong, and the zero must be removed, and then another step of transformation should be written to eliminate it."

Cheng Yu did what Qiu Yang said, and it was done.

Qiu Yang suddenly became interested, put his elbow on Cheng Yu's face and said, "Let's play a game."

"What?" Cheng Yu looked up at him, "What's going on?"

"No trouble, now you do a set of real questions, you can ask me if you don't know it, kiss your face for multiple-choice questions, kiss your mouth for fill-in-the-blank questions, if you don't know the big questions..."

"How about the big question?"

"Take off a piece of clothing every time you ask." Qiu Yang said with a smile.

Cheng Yu looked down at the pajamas he was wearing. There was only one piece on his body, so he put down his pen and stood up.

"Why are you going?"

"Wear two more clothes."

"Damn it, don't bring such a shameless person!"

"In any case, you are taking advantage of it."

"I'll kick you to death if you're late tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, don't waste time, Brother Yang is eager to try."

The author has something to say: it's almost over, don't be happy!