[comprehensive] poor students

Atobu, who hadn't slept all night, stood by the school gate early the next morning with two dark circles under his eyes to block people. His fierce look frightened many passing students.

Mochizuki, who knew nothing about it, hummed a little song in a good mood, and came to the school slowly.

Immediately, he was stopped by a roar.

"Mochizuki!!" Even through the crowds, Atobe spotted him at a glance, and quickly chased after him with gritted teeth.

"Senior Atobe." Mochizuki nodded calmly, and motioned to him, "Good morning."

"...Good morning." When the angry Atobe saw his face, he suddenly turned off the ignition miraculously, and raised his hand to say hello.

"Then I'll go first, see you in the club." Mochizuki consciously said hello and walked towards the campus without looking back.

Before he could take a step, the collar was pulled violently, Mochizuki was pulled back by that force, and just hit the chest of the person behind him.

"Where are you going?!" Atobe looked down at him with a dark face, his narrow eyes staring unblinkingly: "Don't you think you should tell me something about what happened yesterday?"

He heavily emphasized the word 'yesterday'.

He said that he wanted to be the first mobile phone contact, but what happened? !

He didn't reply after sending a text message, which made him wait all night in vain! ! !

However, Mochizuki pinched her chin in confusion, and after thinking for a few seconds, she bent slightly: "Thank you for the hospitality yesterday, the cake is delicious."

Atobe: ... What else is on your mind besides eating? !

He covered his cheek in pain.Dissatisfied that his importance is even lower than eating.

"It's not about this." Atobe took a deep breath: "SMS, text message, why don't you reply to my uncle's text message!"

"Ah, I'm sorry." As soon as this matter was mentioned, Mochizuki finally recovered his memory, he frowned in distress, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said helplessly: "But I really struggle with this kind of machinery. .”

Thinking that his house didn't even have home appliances, Atobe fell silent.

"Press this button first, and then press this... You see, it was successfully sent."

In the classroom, Feng Zheng gently instructed Mochizuki how to operate the mobile phone. He personally did a drill for the other party, obviously very patient.

Mochizuki is also worthy of being a leader in the first few years of school. He only needs to read it once to learn the general idea. Within a few minutes, he knows how to send text messages and make phone calls.

And after Feng finished teaching, he schemingly entered his number for the other party. Although he was not the first one, he was very satisfied with the second one, hehehe.

"Thank you." After putting away the phone, Mochizuki thanked Feng again: "I feel that the operation of the phone is not that difficult."

"Because Mochizuki is very smart." The first Mochizuki gave him a thumbs up: "But when Atobe-senpai asked me to teach you how to operate your mobile phone, I was really surprised. I didn't expect Mochizuki to have a mobile phone."

"This is because Atobe-senpai said that it would be troublesome not to notify me, so he gave it to me."

"Huh? Mochizuki actually accepted it." Feng, who was very aware of Mochizuki's character of not accepting others' offers, opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Sure enough, is Atobe-senpai special to Mochizuki?The contact is also the first...

He couldn't help thinking a little disappointed.

"Well, I just exchanged my body (labor)." Mochizuki added the last sentence calmly.

phoenix:……

body, body.

Could it be Senior Atobe...and Mochizuki...already! ! !

Feng, who instantly thought of the dirty physical relationship, turned around suddenly in shock, because the movement was too large, causing the paper bag standing on the table to fall to the ground with a bang, revealing a section of exquisite packaging inside.

"Ah, sorry." Feng Feng bent down to pick it up with a blank mind.

At the same time, I keep hypnotizing myself in my heart: No, no, no, Mochizuki will not be such a person, it’s just a mere mobile phone, and you have to pay your body or something...

It's really possible! ! !

Feng bumped his head on the table.

And Mochizuki, who never knew that misfortune came from his mouth, noticed the strange words printed on the package with sharp eyes, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"...This is a gift from my friend from China." Feng smiled palely, and took out the red box inside: "It seems to be called 'cake towel'. It should be a kind of cake, I Haven't taken it apart yet."

Mochizuki's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the word cake, staring at the movements in Feng's hands.

Feng, who didn't notice his behavior, removed the top plastic film, revealing the situation inside.

"This cake looks like a towel."

He couldn't help but sighed in surprise.

I saw three reddish-brown cakes lying quietly in a square box. They looked very similar to towels. Even the fine texture on the cakes was almost exactly the same as the towels. If it weren't for the The word 'cake' is written on the box, and almost everyone can be fooled.

Fengqing couldn't help taking out a piece, and gently squeezed it with her fingers.

...There seems to be something wrong.

The tactile sensation brought by the fingers was a bit wrong, Feng suddenly moved closer suspiciously, and sniffed again.

——There is no sweetness of cake at all.

This seems to be... just a towel, hey!

After confirming again and again that it was just a towel, Feng turned around funny, her tone was full of joy, and teased Mochizuki: "Haha, listen to Mochizuki, this..."

Only halfway through the conversation, Feng raised her eyes and saw Mochizuki silently chewing a towel.

full moon:"?"

While eating, he gave Feng a puzzled look, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Now he swallowed all the words he wanted to say, and Feng's expression went blank for a moment.

"Wait for Mochizuki, this is a towel ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" regained consciousness, Feng hurriedly pulled Mochizuki's arm, and when he managed to snatch the towel back from the other party's mouth, he found that the towel was missing A whole chunk.

Feng: ...Have you eaten it? !

He looked at the towel stiffly, then looked at Mochizuki, and saw that the other party chewed the remaining towel in his mouth expressionlessly, swallowed it, then smacked his lips and commented: "It's worse than grass."

Feng: Mochizuki ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

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"What, Mochizuki ate a towel?!" After the training, Atobe heard an amazing news from Feng.

Feng cried out of breath, covered his face and said: "It's all my fault, that towel looks like a cake, he ate it by accident, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo""

"Have you gone to the infirmary?" Atobe asked decisively, with a serious look on his brows.

"Going." Feng choked up for a moment: "But it seems that nothing happened. Although the teacher suggested to take a break, Mochizuki refused because there is still class in the afternoon."

Atobe: "...Really."

"So this afternoon, he didn't have a stomachache or anything like that?"

"No, just now I ran to graze in high spirits."

"..."

It really didn't look like there was any problem, Atobe breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to meet that guy in person.

After all, Mochizuki is secretly in love with him, and if he goes at this time, the other party must be very happy.

Mr. Atobe, who doesn't know the truth at all, is full of confidence today!

When he reached the grassland Mochizuki loved to eat most, he scanned around silently, only to find that there was no one in sight.

"Mochizuki?" Atobe called out suspiciously.

Sure enough, there was no response.

Looks like it's gone.

He suddenly turned around feeling a little disappointed and left.

But accidentally bumped into a warm object under his feet.

Atobe looked down, and saw a black-haired boy lying on the ground sideways to him, unable to see his face clearly, wearing a first-grade school uniform. At this moment, the boy seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, curled up and motionless .

This person seems a little familiar.

Without thinking too much, Atobe squatted down, patted the other person's body lightly, and reminded: "Hey, sleeping here is not a good place, wake up."

However, no matter how he shot, the other party still did not move, not even breathing disordered.

Atobe felt something was wrong, and quickly turned the person over, revealing that delicate face.

It was Mochizuki he had been looking for!

"Hey, Mochizuki! Can you hear me!" Atobe panicked when he realized that his sweetheart had lost consciousness. He hugged Mochizuki's back, supported him, and shook him hard: "Wake up!!!"

"Hmm..." Mochizuki, who was shaken violently for a while, finally opened his eyes a little. He moaned and groaned vaguely, and recognized the person in front of him: "...pre-senior."

Atobe breathed a sigh of relief seeing him conscious, but his heart was still hanging high: "What's wrong! Are you feeling unwell?! Sure enough, it's the problem with that towel?! I'll take you to the health care room!!"

Before he could hug Mochizuki tightly, his wrist was suddenly grasped by a hand with clear bones.

"I..." Mochizuki Qiruoyousi said intermittently: "In my pocket, there is... something, you take it..."

He spoke slowly and softly, making the anxious Jibu scratch his head, and interrupted anxiously: "I'll talk about that kind of thing later, go to the health room now!"

After all, without caring about Mochizuki's expression, he hurried to the health room.

"So it's good to eat a piece of candy. Every time you scare the teacher like this, you will have a heart attack." The doctor in the health room folded his arms and sighed helplessly.

At this moment, Mochizuki has fully awakened. With a lollipop in his mouth, he echoed, "I don't want to bother the teacher. I didn't expect Senior to be so excited that he didn't even finish listening to my words."

He took out a few lollipops from his pocket: "These are first-aid supplies when I plan to faint, seniors, please remember."

Trace Department: ...

Atobe felt like a bad guy was shot in the chest.

He hung his head and sat on the stool, exuding a resentful breath.

A kind of feeling of loss that is kindly regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey, and I want to cry.

Atobe: Mochizuki ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

The author has something to say: The use of 'towel cake' and 'cake towel' are different things.Hahaha I saw the video at station b that day, I thought it was so funny and decided to write it immediately.

For those who don’t understand, the cake towel is a towel, and the towel cake is a cake!

Continuing with the daily paddling route, the description is less exaggerated.

Thank you little angel for the nutrient solution:

读者“baoer”,灌溉营养液+52018-01-2106:59:08

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