strong romance

Seventeen or eighteen is a frizzy age. I always think of the throbbing of youth beautifully. Before I can understand the theory, I just "hold my hand" regardless.

The small firecrackers in Xiao'er Street are on a rampage, they can fight but they can't fall in love.He split the three words "falling in love" and thought about it, but he couldn't get it out—just like the physics test paper in front of him.

The first period of a new semester is always the easiest, and the later the more difficult.After the monthly exams, joint exams, mid-term exams, exams one after another, the course load has leapt in parallel in "quality" and "quantity".The children in Class [-] were struggling with new knowledge and homework, and finally got their heads up and wanted to catch their breath. As a result, Old Dog Bai got the attached mid-month exam papers and used the time of physical education class to take the exam.

Zhang Jin was absent-minded during the exam, stepped on the horizontal bar at the bottom of the table, and moved the table forward a little.Just as Cheng Kuang was halfway through solving the problem, the back of the chair was tapped lightly with a pen cap.

The boyfriend in the back seat lowered his voice and said two words: "Curtains."

As soon as the words were finished, the curtains swayed imperceptibly. Zhang Jin lay on the table with his elbows resting on the table. A little light from outside the window leaked in. The light spots fell on the wrists, and the veins of the blood vessels were clearly visible.

Cheng Kuang turned his head, put his hand behind the curtain, and continued to calculate the answer in his mind.He thought that the idiot was going to pass a note - in one of Shi Tao's open classes, Zhang Junjun, who couldn't bear the loneliness, passed several notes.

In fact, he guessed right, Zhang Jin tore up a corner of the test paper, wrote a note and planned to pass it on to Cheng Kuang, but for some reason, he changed his mind temporarily.He hooked Cheng Kuang's fingers lightly, and said in a low voice, "Xueba, let me ask you a question—how do you talk about love?"

Cheng Kuang's methodical calculation was abruptly interrupted, and he went blank for a few seconds, not knowing how to reply.

At this time, the old dog Bai left the podium and came this way.

Although he didn't read a single question, Zhang Jin's test paper was not blank, the gray-green recycled paper was covered with two words.The old dog Bai saw that he had been lying on his stomach, thinking that this guy was asleep, so he knocked on his table.Zhang Jin sat up, and the previously suppressed test paper was exposed in front of Bai Laogou's eyes.

The old white dog has taught students for so many years, and he has seen so many colorful and colorful flowers in the big garden of the motherland. He has heard of people who visit and shake hands with Xueba before the exam, but what is the operation of writing the name of Xueba on the test paper? ?

So he mocked ironically, "Do you think you can possess Xueba by writing Xueba's name on the test paper?"

Fur was far away, and he was working hard, and he didn't care who was talking about, so he let out a "puchi" and laughed first.Then those who couldn't hold back their laughter didn't hold back, and made a fart-like sound.

"..." Brother Pao's reputation was discredited.

Taking advantage of Old Dog Bai not paying attention, Niang Niang glanced sideways at Xueba's answer - Xueba wrote fast, and he copied it fast, almost at the same progress as Xueba.He reckoned that Cheng Kuang should have finished writing, but when he turned around, he realized that he hadn't.

For the first time ever, Xueba was still writing the question just now!

Luo Kai was at a loss, and thought in shock: Is there any question that the top student can't solve?

After class, Zhang Jin looked up information on the Internet with an unprecedented spirit of learning.The answers range from how to chat without embarrassment to going to a movie on a date.School is full of classes all day long, and Cheng Kuang still has to do his homework when he returns home, and dates and movies can only be on weekends.

What about normal times?

Is it difficult to exchange learning?

——When it comes to exchange and study, Shi Bowen finds Cheng Kuang to exchange and study every day, which is very annoying.

After the monthly exam, Shi Bowen relied on his own strength to get closer and closer to Xueba, and by the way, he also inspired the students in Class 1 to study hard and ask questions.Under the influence of Shi Bowen, Wei Mingming also made himself a pair of earplugs. When he put them on, he started the quiz mode, and took them off at the end of the evening self-study.Pi Qiu came to chat with Wei Mingming, but Wei Mingming ruthlessly rejected him.He said: "Qiaoqiu, give you [-] minute, can you recall the content of our usual conversation?"

Pi Qiu looked confused, but Wei Mingming said with a serious look: "I recently thought about it, the conversations we both have every day are meaningless, so there is no need to waste evening self-study Time to speak. Qiuqiu, don’t blame me, I’m doing it for your own good, and the brain will only be bright when the ears are clean.”

Wei Mingming used three "nothing" in a row, and Zhang Jin's words fell into Zhang Jin's ears word for word.

Zhang Jin: "..." According to this calculation, what he stuffed into Cheng Kuang's ears every day was nonsense?

What is meaningful communication like that of Shi Bowen?

The fur over there slapped Wei Mingming on the forehead, and blurted out a foul sentence: "You intellectuals, you really have a lot of shit!"

"End of friendship, friend!" Wei Mingming spat out a mouthful of sour ink, "Differences do not conspire with each other!"

The speaker had no intention of listening and the listener had the heart, Zhang Jin, with a small stomach and chicken intestines in his mouth, made a fuss over every detail, didn't say "nonsense" all night, and waited for Cheng Kuang to harass him.As a result, the two of them didn't say a word throughout the evening self-study.

Wei Mingming's heresy was inadvertently confirmed, and Zhang Jin was extremely irritable.It was not easy until the evening self-study was over, the idlers and others retreated, and there were only the two of them on the way to the carport, Zhang Jin kicked off the kickstand, and planned to open his mouth.

I don’t want to say anything, but it got stuck in my throat——Cheng Kuang stood behind him, and the young man’s slender fingers passed through his fingers little by little. His movements were extremely slow, getting closer inch by inch, like a kitten Scratch on his ass.Zhang Jin's heart skipped a beat, as if the earth was cracking and avalanche, and his breathing also stopped.

Zhang Jin always thought that Cheng Kuang's voice was very nice, but now this voice is closer to him than ever before.

"Brother Pao," Cheng Kuang said, "I've never been in a relationship, I can cooperate with you whatever you want."

Zhang Jin's temples were twitching, and he was full of mischievous thoughts. He couldn't help thinking: ... can everything cooperate?

Little rascal Zhang thumped his abacus, and said quietly: "You said this, I remembered it with my scumbag brain, don't want to take it back."

He pretended to be dumb all night, and was not polite to Cheng Kuang at the moment, so he asked Xueba to put "cooperation" into action that night.

Cheng Kuang finished a set of comprehensive papers at night and was about to do English reading when the phone screen suddenly lit up.Cheng Kuang usually wouldn’t be distracted by touching his phone when he was brushing up questions, but at this point, no one but a fool sent a message. He picked up his phone and took a look, only to see three words from Zhang Jin: sleepy without?

This person actually asked knowingly. Firstly, the lights in Cheng Kuang’s room were still on, and secondly, the soundproofing of the room was not good. If Cheng Kuang moved the chair casually, he could hear clearly downstairs.

Asking knowingly, most of them are plotting.

Zhang Jin squatted against the wall, staring at the phone and waiting for Cheng Kuang to reply.Unexpectedly, before the news arrived, the door behind him suddenly clicked open.Zhang Jin jumped up and whispered, "Damn it, you fucking scared me!"

The voice-activated light only came on when Cheng Kuang opened the door. Zhang Jin was wearing slippers, wearing only a thin vest and shorts, and the tattoos on his arms were exposed.

Cheng Kuang glanced at his equipment and said, "Are you okay, Zhang Junjun?"

"Then what..." Zhang Jin wiped his head, and said seriously, "Discuss problems, exchange and learn."

Cheng Kuang: "..."

Cheng Kuang didn't intentionally stop him, Zhang Jin squeezed directly into the door, and only after closing the door did he ask, "Scholar, is there a need for someone to warm the bed?"

Unlike Cheng Kuang's home on Yanshi Street, the rental room here has a single bed with a width rounded up to about one meter, which is more than enough for Cheng Kuang to sleep alone, but it is a bit crowded for two people.But asking God is easy and sending God away is difficult. After the scumbag surnamed Zhang entered the door, he didn't plan to leave.

Puppy love is indeed a very troublesome thing, the little handsome guy paid the price for his impulsiveness.Cheng Kuang took a step back, acquiesced, opened the book, and continued to finish the English reading that he was going to write just now.

Zhang Jin got his wish, and the crooked thoughts in his heart were nourished, and blossomed into little flowers.He was lying on the bed, and as soon as his face touched the pillow, he smelled a faint fragrance—Cheng Kuang sometimes didn't pay attention after taking a shower, and fell asleep with half-wet hair, and the smell of shampoo was sticking to it before he knew it. on the pillowcase.Zhang Jin lost all sleepiness, his heart was pounding, and he buried his face in the pillow, like a drug addict.

In an instant, he seemed to see through his mind, and suddenly thought of the video on Hu Miao's cell phone-what is the difference between him and the lunatic who was looking at Cheng Kuang's photo and poking at birds?

Thinking of this, the irritability became entangled again, Zhang Jin reached out his hand to touch a composition material on the desk, and hunched over his shoulders to look through it.He spotted a word in Yishui's excellent composition, his heart sank, and he called out "Kuanger" with mixed feelings.

Before Cheng Kuang lifted his eyes from the topic to look at him, he heard Zhang Jin confess, "...I covet you."

In fact, Zhang Jin didn't quite understand what the word meant, it was probably similar to "playing hooligans". Unexpectedly, he didn't even pronounce the pronunciation correctly, and opened his mouth as an incomprehensible "Kai Wang".

Cheng Kuang: "...Scumbag, check the dictionary more."

Zhang Jin froze for a moment, checked his phone, frowned and said "fuck".Although the pronounciation was wrong, it was almost the same. Zhang Jin confessed his impure thoughts, feeling that he was different from Li Chengxiang, not to mention that Cheng Kuang was not very disgusted, so he felt more at ease.

For a long time, there was only the "rustling" sound of the pen tip on the paper and the sound of pages turning in the whole room, and Zhang Jin soon fell silent.Xueba was extremely focused when he was doing the questions, until he was about to take a shower after finishing the questions, only to find that the person lying on his bed had fallen asleep.

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Cheng Kuang: ...to ask is to regret.