I am him [Comprehensive]

As soon as the words fell, his people had already walked to the rostrum, and Not took a step back in time to give up the position of the coach.

Arthit stood in front of the team with an indifferent expression, his sharp eyes wandered among the students, and finally he fixed his gaze on the center: "Execute!"

The instructor and senior are indeed the legendary devil instructors. After being absent for so many days, the first thing they do when they come back is to give the first-year students a familiar punishment.

However, the amount of punishment is really not as good as before.

"Yes!" The first-year students said in unison.

For everyone who has already been trained by him, these 20 push-ups are nothing to worry about.

They could clearly see that senior Arthit's punishment this time might be just to find a way for himself to step down.

And everyone is happy to give him this step.

They were punished to do push-ups and all of them were smiling. If an outsider came in and saw them now, they might mistakenly think that the patients in the mental hospital were doing rehabilitation training together.

Among the crowd, the happiest person is Kongpohp.

He lay down neatly on the ground, doing push-ups quickly and standardly, but he was so excited that he forgot to count. When most of the people had finished, he stood up with everyone and only knew to look at the stage. That person smiled foolishly, like an idiot.

Now the relationship between him and Arthit is no longer a secret. Of course, everyone has noticed his abnormality, and their eyes are going back and forth between him and Arthit in unison, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Arthit felt uncomfortable being watched, so he could only frighten him quietly with his eyes.

Kongpohp was probably so excited that he couldn't even turn his head. Seeing him staring at him, he smiled even brighter. That look is really not ordinary.

Ward, who was standing aside, stared straight ahead, his lips moved quietly: "Do you want him to regret coming back?"

"what?"

"If you act such an idiot again, I'm afraid he will run away from the door."

Ward's words made Kongpohp instantly sober, and his idiot-like gaze was immediately retracted, imitating Ward's way of looking at the front with eyes, nose, nose and heart, with a look of indifference without desire or desire.

But I couldn't restrain my happiness. Even though I deliberately kept my face expressionless, my eyes were much brighter than usual, and the starlight was almost overflowing. The next training was full of energy.

Kongpohp would be so happy, of course not just because he could see Arthit on the rostrum.

He just couldn't help thinking that since Arthit could take the first step, even just this one step, it gave him enough courage to complete the remaining 99 steps.

With this in mind, Kongpohp was still in a good mood until the end of the training.

As soon as they disbanded, he picked up his backpack and rushed in the direction of the senior group.

It's a pity that before he got close, he heard those people discussing what to have for dinner.

"To celebrate Arthit's return to the team, how about we have a drink today?" Tuta raised his hand and proposed.

The idea quickly gained everyone's unanimous approval.

It seems that he has something to wait for tonight.

Kongpohp sighed in disappointment.

However, seeing Arthit standing with his friends again with a smile on his face, he felt a little relieved.

Kongpohp was suddenly bumped on the shoulder.

He turned his head away, Ward had already passed him, walked towards the instructors, and said without looking back: "Wait."

Ward has always disliked physical contact with people, and being able to hit him like this is roughly the same as hooking someone else's shoulders.

Kongpohp was stunned for a moment in doubt, although he hadn't figured out what he was going to do, but when he saw his direction, he obediently obeyed without hesitation.

And Ward has already walked in front of the instructors.

"Senior Plame." Judging by his mouth shape, it should be the name of Senior Plame.

The corner of Kongpohp's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He never knew Ward could smile so nicely.

Ward's personality is a bit strange. Among the classmates, there are almost no people who are familiar with him. Kongpohp can probably be regarded as the one who gets along with him the most, and he just maintains such a non-salty relationship.

But because of his friendship with Plame, he gained a lot of favorability in front of several seniors.

I don't know what Ward said to them, but several people led him forward together, talking and laughing.

Kongpohp hesitantly took two steps forward and stopped again.

He still doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Ward's gourd, let alone whether he should chase after it.

But Ward, who was following behind the seniors, quietly gave him a pause gesture.

It seems that this is not letting him chase.

Kongpohp stopped, and everyone else had already come out of the training hall.

Tiw and Pair moved closer to him, following his gaze.

But that direction was already empty.

"Kong, what are you doing here? I thought you were chasing after Senior Arthit, what are you looking at?" Tiw asked suspiciously.

Kongpohp shook his head.

His cell phone buzzed, Kongpohp had a clever mind, and hurriedly opened it.

Sure enough, the message was sent by Ward, with the name of a bar not far from the school written on it.

It seems that their destination is right here.

"Kong, why don't you leave?" Tiw asked urgently.

Kongpohp turned off the screen and smiled at them: "Everyone has worked hard this weekend, how about I invite everyone to a bar?"

Under normal circumstances, of course no one would refuse such a thing as an active treat.

So, a group of them also left the school in a mighty way.

It was not night yet, there were not too many people in the bar, and the music was a little quiet, but there were already people on the dance floor writhing their bodies to the music, and the atmosphere was good.

This bar is near the school district, and most of the people who come here are students. Compared with other nightclubs, it is relatively safer.

"Kong! Where are you going to sit? Isn't this right?" May asked, pointing to a table next to him.

Kongpohp's eyes were still searching the venue, but the light in the bar was dim, and the colored lights by the dance floor were still flickering, which really affected his eyesight.

The phone that Kongpohp was holding tightly vibrated again, and he quickly clicked on it.

"Block B2."

I don't come to Kongpohp many times, so I'm not familiar with the seating order here.

He grabbed a waiter casually and asked, "Where is Block B2?"

The waiter pointed to a corner opposite the dance floor: "There, do you need me to take you there?"

"No, thank you, we can go there by ourselves." Kongpohp thanked them before he said to them, "Come on, let's go together."

Tiw asked curiously: "Kong, have you dated someone else?"

"You'll know when you get there," Kongpohp replied.

It was only a few steps away from Block B2, so the few people simply stopped asking and walked directly with Kongpohp.

Ma-plang is a small person who runs the fastest. After bouncing around, she arrived at the place pointed by the waiter. When she saw the person sitting there, she couldn't help being stunned and exclaimed: "Study, Senior?"

Others also followed behind her, Kongpohp looked at the seniors who also looked shocked, and finally fell on Arthit, respectfully clasped his hands together: "Hi seniors, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to also it's here."

Where is this coincidence?When I came, the purpose was so clear.

The few first-year students who came with him almost complained from the bottom of their hearts, but they could only echo with smirks on their faces: "Yeah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

Plame's sharp eyes shot at Ward, and Ward pretended to be stupid, picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate, and handed it to his mouth: "Does the senior want to eat fruit?"

In front of so many juniors and juniors, Plame couldn't get angry, and reached out to take the watermelon: "Thank you."

But under the table where no one saw, he stepped on Ward's instep and crushed it hard.

"Since it's such a coincidence, then, senior, can we sit together?" Ma-plang pointed to the empty seat at the right time.

Facing such a cute elementary school girl, even if they were reluctant, they couldn't say anything to refuse.

"Take a seat, the senior is always the most gentlemanly, come here, junior, sit next to the senior." Bright stood up, eagerly trying to pull Ma-plang to his side.

Unexpectedly, Pair reached out and pushed Tiw over, and smiled sweetly at Bright: "No senior, we'll just sit here."

Bright looked at the extra tough man beside him, and suddenly frowned: "What I want is a junior!"

Tuta stuffed an orange into his mouth: "Shut up, don't embarrass yourself in front of your juniors, okay?"

"Bah, bah, so sour!"

The two of them seem to have started the infinite bickering mode again, but they inadvertently drove all the embarrassment out of the arena.

Ma-plang took the opportunity to push Kongpohp to sit next to Arthit: "Sit down first, don't stand up all the time."

I don't know if she did it on purpose, such a small person actually pushed Kongpohp to stumble, and sat tightly against Arthit's thigh.

Because of Kongpohp's shamelessness, the two of them had done a lot of intimate actions in private, but in front of people, this was really the first time.

Arthit, who had been silent all this time, froze, and Kongpohp, who was trying to take advantage of it when he was alone, sat up straight at the first time, and said to him respectfully: "Senior Arthit, I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you, did I?" ?”

With such a stinky and shameless way, he just blocked all the words that Arthit didn't say, and the world was peaceful.

Although the first-year students were usually afraid of the instructors on the training ground, at such a critical moment, they all went all out, and almost used their life-long talents to speculate. When the wine was served, they fought one by one He toasted with a wine glass, saying that he wanted to thank the instructors for their teaching.

Especially with Pair and the three girls present, even if it was just for face, the seniors seemed to have to drink. After a while, the scene became more and more lively because everyone was slightly drunk.

In front of other people, although Arthit is not always cold-faced, even when he smiles, he always has a kind of aura that strangers don't get close to, and the few juniors and girls who were drinking drunk forcibly missed it. The most important one.

But he himself didn't know what kind of evil it was, and no one persuaded him to drink one cup after another. In the end, Kongpohp, who was sitting next to him, felt distressed, and couldn't help but want to reach out and grab his cup: "Warm Nuan, you drank too much."

Unknowingly, the night was getting late, everyone was almost drunk, and several people at the table went to the dance floor to dance to the explosive music, leaving only the two of them and Not, who seemed to be lacking in interest.

Realizing that the cup was taken away, Arthit, who had been drinking quietly all this time, was a little anxious, and glared at him angrily: "Give it back to me!"

Kongpohp hesitated for a moment, raised his head and downed all the remaining wine in his glass, stretched out his hand to pour a glass of orange juice, and then handed it to him again.

Arthit took it, took a sip, and put it aside impatiently.

"It's not wine..."

It can still be distinguished, which proves that at least he is not drunk to death.

He fumbled on the table for a while, picked up Kongpohp's full glass, and took another swig.

"Nuannuan!" Kongpohp approached helplessly.

But this time Arthit was on guard, turned around without hesitation, and only gave him a back.

But this is more convenient for Kongpohp to hold him in his arms.

Kongpohp leaned over, hugged him from behind, held his hand holding the cup in his palm, and whispered in his ear: "Okay, Nuan Nuan, you are already drunk, you can't drink any more."

After finishing speaking, he took the wine glass out of his hand and looked up, but happened to meet Not's gaze.

Kongpohp couldn't help being stunned.

He has always known Not's intentions for Arthit, but after several encounters during this period, he seems to be able to feel that Not has actually given up on Arthit's attempt.

So his hostility towards Not couldn't help becoming subtle.

"Not senior, Arthit is drunk, I'll take him back first." He helped Arthit stand up.

But before Not had time to react, Ma-plang rushed over suddenly: "Senior, what are you doing sitting here? It's so boring, let's go and dance!"

Saying that, Ma-plang and Pair pulled Not into the dance floor from left to right.

Before leaving, she winked mischievously at Arthit.

Kongpohp smiled helplessly, lowered his head to help the drunk Arthit straighten his bangs, and said to himself: "It's fortunate that it's me, if someone else takes a fancy to you, according to the strength of their assists, you are really a sheep in the mouth of a tiger." .”

Arthit clapped his hands aside impatiently: "Go away! I want a drink!"

Seeing that he wanted to fumble around on the table again, Kongpohp hurriedly helped him up, let him fall into his arms, and coaxed him flatteringly: "There's no more wine here, boy, I'll take you to buy it again."

"Gone?"

"No more, go buy, buy wine." Coaxing nicely, Kongpohp helped Arthit out of the bar with his arms and arms, hail a taxi by the side of the road, and sat in it with him.

In such an atmosphere, Kongpohp also drank some alcohol, but since the operation, he has always needed to avoid food, and he should not take too much irritating things, so he drank very restrained, far from being drunk , more than enough to take care of people.

Arthit, however, no longer knew where to go, where to go, and where to go. He followed the taxi for a long distance, and grabbed his collar capriciously and asked, "Where's the wine? Where's my wine? No... don't you want to buy wine?"

Kongpohp patiently supported his back: "It's still on the way, I'll buy it later."

So Arthit was quiet for 2 minutes, and then brought up the old story again: "Where's the wine... buy wine..."

Kongpohp could only reply one more time: "It will be there soon, wait a little longer."

In the end, their repeated steps made the driver in the front seat laugh.

"It's rare to see a boy as patient as you these days, especially if you're not facing a girlfriend."

Kongpohp laughed a little: "I only do this to him."

The driver choked on his words for a long time before reacting.

Kongpohp finally breathed a sigh of relief after trying so hard to help him back home.

As soon as he arrived at a familiar place, Arthit's obsession with alcohol finally eased a little, but before it subsided for a while, he lay on the side of the bed and retched twice.

Without saying a word, Kongpohp quickly picked him up and went into the bathroom.

Arthit vomited while hugging the toilet, raised his head, and met his eyes, as if he completely forgot who sent him back, and immediately frowned: "Kongpohp? What are you doing at my house?"

"Nuan Nuan..." Kongpohp stroked his back, "Is it still uncomfortable? I..."

Arthit waved him away: "Go, go away! I don't need...don't worry about you..."

As he said, he stumbled up and walked out while muttering: "Don't worry about it..."

Kongpohp hurried to chase after him, but it was already too late, Arthit stumbled on the threshold of the bathroom, and fell forward.

Kongpohp rushed over quickly, trying to catch him in his arms, but unfortunately his technique was not good, although the person caught him, he fell to the ground together with him, causing him to cry out in pain.

He lowered his head anxiously and asked, "How is it? Nuan Nuan? Is there any pain?"

Arthit looked up, tears welling in his eyes.

Kongpohp was even more anxious. He hugged him and sat up, stretched out his hand and began to take off his clothes: "Let me see, where did I fall? Huh? Where does it hurt? Show me?"

Arthit pushed him violently, wiped away his tears, and shouted at him: "Don't worry about it! Don't you... like M? I don't care about you."