【Speed ​​Pine】Color Matching Theory

"Hahahahaha, do you still remember that guy's expression? It's so funny. I, I like to see this kind of prudish people who can't advance or retreat the most, hahahaha."

"Hey, this kind of thing is not so funny... okay, I'll go back first!"

"Tsk, good to go." The boy watched his classmates go away, pouted.

The physical education class had just ended, and almost all the people on the playground had left. He was just about to move the equipment into the storage room when he was on duty, but he found that he ran into an unusual fight by accident.

The two students who looked similar... probably Matsuno Kongsong and Matsuno Kazumatsu from the next class. He couldn't tell, the sextuplets of Matsuno's family were too similar in appearance.

He felt a little thumping in his heart, and subconsciously took a step back, because he saw that one of the two wrestling people had pulled out a genuine fruit knife.

This was no longer an ordinary dispute. When he was dumbfounded, the tip of the knife pierced straight into the body of one of the brothers, and blood spurted out with the sound of "puff".

When ordinary people encounter this kind of crime scene, they must be so frightened that their legs are weak and they just want to run away, hoping that bad luck will not befall them. He is no exception. Swallowing the physiological reaction of nausea, he turned around and wanted to run away.

fail.

As soon as he turned around, he was confronted by another face that was opening its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

"Ah!!!" He couldn't hold back his screams, and staggered back two steps.

The monster in the yellow hoodie in the school uniform also took a step closer, and asked with a nervous smile, "See?"

"...No, no no..."

"Look, here it is, let's go."

This person is about to cry, God knows why he is so unlucky, he usually takes pleasure in teasing others and appreciating others' helplessness, but he has never been involved in such a life-threatening scare before, he can only Trembling and begging for mercy: "Yes, sorry, I really didn't see anything!"

Another brisk voice came in: "Oh, now you know how to apologize?"

Then another laugh: "It's interesting."

He was almost unable to stand on his feet. Following the sound, he realized that there was a person sitting on the parallel bars directly opposite him—his classmate Matsuno Komatsu. The zippered jacket was flapping in the wind.Standing next to him was a boy who was holding a mobile phone, and was expressively taking pictures of him.

He was obviously completely dazed, and for a moment he thought that he had stumbled upon the secret of the Matsuno family, and that he was about to be...

"Shut up." Matsuno Komatsu snapped his fingers with a smile.

Immediately, he felt that someone was holding his neck against something cold and sharp from behind. He knew it was the tip of a knife without guessing. Unable to take it anymore, she broke down and shouted: "Help—who will save me!!!! Please let me go!!! Help!!!"

He was hoarse and weeping.

Unexpectedly, there was no pain, except for his desperate yelling, everyone just stared at him indifferently.

"Hmph." It was Matsuno Kazumatsu who whispered in his ear this time, the gloomy man withdrew the knife, and spread his palm towards him, on which were red marks of dried "blood".

"Look more clearly, idiot." Matsuno Kazumatsu said, and wiped his face with the palm of his hand viciously, "It's just paint."

Matsuno Sora, who had been lying on the ground "seriously injured", bounced, as if he was about to get up, but was lightly kicked by Matsuno Kazumatsu with the tip of his shoe and said, "Don't talk to the corpse."

He couldn't stop the tears shed from fear, and stared blankly at Matsuno Komatsu opposite, as if it was the first time he met this classmate who was usually not very motivated but was always a pure and good schoolmate.What is the oppressive force that cannot be ignored at this moment? If you want to compare it, Xiaosong is now more like a demon who is going to push him to hell...

Everything has a cause and effect, the various treatment I received just now and my concealed actions in the past few days finally formed a complete line.His lips were trembling, and he couldn't help uttering a name: "Song, Matsuno... easy..."

No matter how stupid he was, he finally realized that this group of people came to seek justice for his brother.At the same time as I came to this conclusion, I felt a deeper chill and trembling. It is clear that no one should know about the fact that I took away the easy manuscript. Why...

Xiao Song asked boredly: "What will we do in the future?"

"Throwing firecrackers at you?"

"Put worms in the bento box?"

Matsuno Linsong played with his mobile phone, and suggested with an innocent face: "How about printing out a thousand copies of the love letter you wrote to the goddess?"

Swinging a baseball bat, Matsuno Shishisong smashed a watermelon that had been placed on the ground at some point until the bright red juice splashed everywhere.

After this vivid and vivid warning, no one spoke for a while.

Matsuno Komatsu jumped off the parallel bars, walked up to him, and said kindly, "Oh, you're joking! Don't panic, how could we be such villains, right?"

And the object he treated like this didn't even dare to move, let alone respond.

Xiao Song patted him on the shoulder: "Don't publicize what happened today, you will be obedient, right?"

His answer was a stiff nod without any hesitation.

"Be good, be good." Xiao Song smiled approvingly, and leaned closer, whispering in his ear, "If you make a move against Easy, it's not as simple as scaring you."

Of course he didn't know the relaxed atmosphere between the Matsuno brothers after watching him run away.

Tilia Song pulled Kong Song up and complained: "Ah, really, I still think the part where brothers fight is superfluous!"

Kong Song waved his fingers and said: "Nonono, this is the key to deterrence. Also, do you have anything to say about my realistic acting skills?"

Yisong nodded deeply: "It was a great game."

So you are simply satisfying your desire for performance and sadism!

Lin Song sighed: "Brother Shisi Song, where did the watermelon come from? Why, as a director, I don't know at all, you don't follow the script well at all."

Fourteen Song seemed to be still intoxicated by the thrill of hitting the melon just now, and jumped up and down without hearing the question.

"Why didn't Brother Xiaosong say anything from just now?"

"Ah?" Xiaosong raised his head when he heard the words, and he looked very regretful: "I was thinking, it's too unfortunate that I can't be seen by that handsome guy! If he knows, will he Moved into my brother's arms? Damn it, should he be included in the plan?"

"..." This big brother is hopeless.

Of course, there is no way to know about the ease. Sunrise and sunset, the other students have not looked at him very strangely in the past few days. It seems that the embarrassment of the speech has been exposed just like this.

This is naturally a blessing in misfortune for him, no one likes to be exposed.

But there is still a feeling of undercurrents and turbulence around, which is weird to be honest, for example, the boy sitting next to him suddenly applied to the teacher for a seat change, and avoided him in every way.

Another example, this guy Xiaosong clings to him more vigorously than before.

What the hell, he wouldn't be so weak that he would commit suicide just because of a critical blow? ?

This is the case during the day, and he will not let him go at night.

"It's so hot, don't hug him!" He wanted to kick Xiaosong for the 108th time in a mood that was about to explode. Unexpectedly, this time the other party didn't let go at all, but hugged him tightly and gave him a big slap on the face. .

Xiaosong was talking vaguely in his sleep: "I love you! Lihua!"

It froze easily, and it took a long time to shake him off with more strength.

After this, Xiao Song didn't bother him again, but he couldn't fall asleep immediately either.

Something is not right, where is it.There was some strange feeling lurking in his heart, like a small seed, when Xiaosong kissed him, or when he was talking in his sleep, he suddenly realized that the seed might have germinated.

He turned over, turned his back to Xiaosong, and covered his ears.