Squad leader

Finally, it's time to experiment with the half-monthly reform and opening up.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, half of the classroom was empty when the spring breeze blew all over the ground.

Zhang Lei came back from the bathroom and looked at the tall and thin figure at the door as if his neck was twisted.

"Hehe, this rare visitor, Lao Zhou, do you think so?"

Zhou Yuwen shook his shoulders and shook off his almost wet paws. He didn't know if the guy had water or something on his hands after going to the toilet.

Zhang Mengyao couldn't sit still anymore, "Everyone, I'll go first~" Then he quickly packed his schoolbags and flew away with Chen Tianyang.

Zhang Lei clicked his tongue, "A woman in love."

Zhou Yuwen was very annoyed, "Shut up, you."

Zhang Lei kept silent, watching Zhou Yuwen rushing away with his schoolbag on his back, looking aggrieved at Jiang Tian for comfort: "What's wrong with him, did he take gunpowder?"

Jiang Tian shrugged, indicating that he didn't know what was going on, "It's probably because the weather is cold, and it's easy to get angry."

Chen Tianyang took Zhang Mengyao's luggage very considerately. Seeing her limping, he reached out to help her, but Zhang Mengyao waved his hand, and refused very manly, "It's okay, I will do it myself."

Immediately, the boy's self-esteem as a boyfriend was hit, and his eyes turned down several times.

Zhang Mengyao, a straight girl, couldn't see anything either.

Since it is the rush hour after school, the road at the entrance of the experiment is a central road in J City, and there are many electric cars traveling in the wrong direction. With a sideways movement to give way to the car, Chen Tianyang grabbed Zhang Mengyao's hand very naturally, and Zhang Mengyao was suddenly covered Uncomfortable like getting an electric shock.

A lot of cars were parked randomly on both sides of the road, and the road was divided, leaving a small path where one person could pass. Zhang Mengyao quietly pulled out her paw while crossing the path, and said "Mom" silently several times in her heart, feeling nervous Sweaty hands.

A lot of students in school uniforms had gathered at the station, and the bench in front of the station was not very clean. The two stood silently behind the big billboard.

Chen Tianyang glanced at Zheng Mengyao's ankle, "Does your foot still hurt?"

"Ah... no, it doesn't hurt... no, it hurts a little."

Zhang Mengyao wanted to bite off her tongue. Previously, she was chatting on QQ through her mobile phone, and all kinds of nonsense emoticons were spitting out at each other. Why can't she say a word when they meet each other!

Chen Tianyang approached suddenly, a handsome face was close at hand, Zhang Mengyao's eyes widened suddenly, and at the moment Chen Tianyang's face approached, his lips parted as if shocked by electricity.

Zhang Mengyao's face flushed instantly, she lowered her head and dared not raise her head.

Chen Tianyang asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Mengyao bit her lip, "No, nothing."

Chen Tianyang's long eyelashes were flickering, and he was very frustrated facing her direct rejection, "Then why?"

Zhang Mengyao shook her head, "Yes, it's a bit out of line..."

Chen Tianyang sighed helplessly, rubbed her head, "It's okay."

The two just stood there, silent and embarrassed.

Zhang Mengyao looked at Chen Tianyang's shoes. It was a bit cold, but he only wore a pair of canvas shoes.

Chen Tianyang felt her eyes staring at his shoes, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "These shoes were specially brought back from the United States by a friend. I still prefer Adidas and Nike shoes."

Zhang Mengyao nodded in a daze, and said slowly: "You look good in your clothes."

In fact, she couldn't tell the difference between Nike and Li Ning, or the logo of the movie channel and Adidas.

Zhang Mengyao took out her mobile phone to check the time, and suddenly realized that the two did not have each other's phone number, "Please save the mobile phone number for me."

"Okay." Chen Tianyang nodded, skillfully flicking the phone screen.

The No. 15 bus just passed the green light and came over, "Your car is here!"

Chen Tianyang handed the phone to Zhang Mengyao, "I'm leaving first!"

Zhang Mengyao nodded, "Yeah, bye!"

She kept staring at Chen Tianyang's straight and thin figure and squeezed into the car, and even pulled the unclear window to see his blurred figure in the bus.

She was holding the phone in her hand, feeling lost, seeing that the note left by Chen Tianyang on the screen of the phone was her full name instead of some naughty nickname that Zhang Mengyao made up in her head, she felt a little empty for a while.

It turns out that sweet love is all in novels.

well!things in fairy tale are lies.

Zhang Mengyao waited for the bus by herself until very late before jumping on one leg and getting on the bus.

It was getting dark, and only Jiang Tian and Ding Yang were left in the classroom.

Jiang Tian was very patient with the questions, while Ding Yang was playing mobile games with headphones on.

"Fuck, you idiot teammate!"

"Go on the road, this supporter must be sick! The whole picture is messing around, and his eyes are almost blinded."

Jiang Tian was thinking about a problem of solid geometry, the graphics were a bit chaotic, and he couldn't find the idea without looking carefully, so he frowned inadvertently.

Ding Yang kept quiet at the right time. Even if his teammates packed the crystal and gave it away, he still held his breath and hummed, not daring to make a sound.

When it was finally six o'clock, Jiang Tian glanced at his watch and closed Wusan, surprised that Ding Yang hadn't left yet.

The co-author Xueba was so engrossed in his studies that he didn't even notice that he was waiting for him!

It didn't matter that Ding Yang left for a moment, and it didn't matter if he didn't. The expression on his face was so embarrassing.

Ding Yang rubbed his nose and said softly, "Do you want to go together?"

Jiang Tian put his schoolbag on his back, nodded and said, "Then let's go."

Ding Yang was as happy as eating candy for a moment. He jumped on his schoolbag and tossed the electric car key in his hand.

Ding Yang half-tricked Jiang Tian into getting on his little electric donkey, and sent him home without saying hello, which was not at all the oolong of sending him to the station the first time.

"Car service, very expensive! Cannot be canceled."

Jiang Tian has nothing to do with him, he has already boarded the pirate ship, and he can't get off even if he wants to.

Ding Yang clicked to the end, sent the person to the side of the road and turned around.

Lao Jiang hadn't come back yet, so Jiang Tian took out the key to open the door.

Ding Yang kept the words in his mouth for a while, and he heard the sound of the key being inserted into the lock cylinder with a "click" to unlock, and then he hurriedly spit out, "Squad leader, are your parents at home on weekends?"

"No, my dad and the others go to work on Saturday."

Ding Yang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Why don't you come to my house tomorrow..."

"Ah?" Jiang Tian couldn't digest the sudden invitation for a while.

Ding Yang hurriedly searched for a reason and said, "I...I still have some questions that I'm not clear about, and I want to ask you..."

Seeing Ding Yang's nervous expression, Jiang Tian said with a smile: "Okay, then I will tell you tomorrow."

"Then I'll wait for you at home!"

Ding Yang rode a small electric donkey slowly towards home, the sky was getting dark little by little, the flavor of winter was getting stronger and stronger, the street lamps turned on all at once, and the yellow lights hit the incomparably ugly urban planning bushes on Lanzhou Road, getting more and more intense The bald tree branch also looked a little smiling.

It takes six hours from Shanghai to Qingdao, one hour from Qingdao to J City, three and 10 minutes from No. 15 Middle School to Experimental Middle School, 25 minutes from Experimental Middle School to Jiang Tian’s home, and [-] minutes from Jiang Tian’s home to Ding Yang’s home .

The time can be very long or very short.

When you think about someone waiting for you on the other side of time, you will feel that waiting can be very happy, and the corners of your mouth will rise involuntarily, and you will feel that there is something more attractive than the bed when you get up every day, and tomorrow’s meal will also be full of expectations .

However... Ding Yang made a miscalculation, and the next day he was caught in bed and meals.

Although the two made an appointment to study together, they didn't set a time, so Ding Yang went there in order to be happy. After returning home, he took a shower and patted his buttocks before falling asleep.

Jiang Tian sent a message asking when it would be more convenient to go, but Ding Yang had already gone to find Zhou Gong, and he didn't reply for a long time.

It's seven o'clock, it's too early, maybe I haven't woken up yet.

Let's say eight o'clock. Normally, you get up at five o'clock in school, and it's normal to get up at eight o'clock in Daxiu.

10:[-] and [-] minutes.

The door of Ding Yang's house was closed.

After Jiang Tian made three calls but no one answered, when he was hesitating whether to call the fourth one, the call came back.

"...um... who is it?"

Ding Yang probably hasn't woken up yet, and the soft nasal sound that comes out of his nose is actually a little cute.

Jiang Tian replied softly, "It's me, Jiang Tian, ​​I'm at your door now."

"I rely on!"

"what time is it!"

"Don't go, you wait!"

After hearing a flurry of hands and feet over there, the door opened with a click.

With dim eyes, Ding Yang casually put on a long-sleeved pajamas, the buttons were still crooked, and he didn't wear any shoes, so he stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet.

Jiang Tian didn't wear a school uniform, but casually wore a denim jacket with gradient colors, a white hoodie, straight washed white jeans, and a youthful atmosphere, much more energetic than the school uniform from top to bottom. .

As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind outside the door came into the room, and Ding Yang shivered.

"Squad leader, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Ding Yang looked embarrassed, "I'm going to change clothes first, you wait for me in the living room, there are fruits in the living room."

The fruit was bought by Aunt Zhang last night. As soon as Aunt Zhang heard that some classmates were coming to the house, she happily bought fresh apples, oranges, tangerines, and persimmons and filled the tea table with them.

Taking advantage of Ding Yang's time to change clothes and wash his hands, Jiang Tian boredly picked up the oranges on the coffee table.

Jiang Tian’s mother-in-law especially likes to eat oranges, but oranges are harder to peel than oranges. If you cut them and eat them, the juice will always be everywhere. I don’t know where to learn a secret. Rolling the oranges makes it easier to peel. The oranges come out with distinct seeds, and they taste very refreshing.

Jiang Tian was so bored watching Ding Yang busy in the bathroom, he peeled the orange in his hand to pass the time.

When he peeled the sixth one, Ding Yang finally cleaned himself up, rubbed his head with a towel, stared dumbfounded at the row of peeled oranges on the coffee table, the white threads on the outside of the round oranges were all cleaned up Clean, the clean pulp looks very appetizing.

Ding Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a suppressed smile: "Squad leader, your skills are pretty good..."

Jiang Tian smiled and opened the oranges and put them on the plate, pushed down his glasses and said modestly: "It's so-so."

Ding Yang yawned and looked at the time. It was not yet nine o'clock, "Squad leader, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, my mother saved food before going to work."

Ding Yang's stomach protested very cooperatively. In the past, Ding Yang woke up at ten o'clock in the morning, and it was time to eat lunch when he woke up. He got up very angry and didn't want to be woken up. Aunt Zhang came over to make breakfast.

Ding Yang smiled awkwardly, and looked around, but there was nothing ready-made to eat in the room.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Wait for me to get down, I'll go downstairs to buy breakfast."

Jiang Tian put down the sixth orange he had peeled and stood up, "When I first arrived, I saw that the breakfast shop downstairs was closed. Is there anything edible at home? I'll make you something to eat."

Ding Yang couldn't believe it: "Squad leader, do you know how to cook?"

Jiang Tian opened the refrigerator very skillfully, looked at the ingredients and thought about making a simple breakfast, he took out two eggs and a small handful of noodles.

"My parents don't go home for lunch, so I have to find a way to support myself."

Ding Yang clicked his tongue, "Miserable, both of us are miserable, one doesn't have breakfast, the other doesn't have lunch."

Jiang Tian, ​​wearing slippers, kicked the stool Ding Yang was working on lightly, "Don't be so miserable, come here to help and wash some dishes."

It is said that washing vegetables is actually washing a tomato. Jiang Tian heated up the pot and took Ding Yang's washed tomato and cut it into pieces. Ding Yang couldn't help him except washing the vegetables. There were two 1.8-meter-long youths standing in the small kitchen, and it was a bit crowded at once, and they could bump into each other by turning around a little or making some movements.

After Jiang Tian chopped the tomatoes and put them in the bowl, Ding Yang ate one piece, cut two pieces and ate one piece, and he ate half the bowl of the two tomatoes, and hiccupped after eating.

Jiang Tian smiled and watched him suck the juice from the tomatoes, "Eating fruit on an empty stomach should make your stomach hurt, you should put something on it."

Ding Yang nodded, then continued to steal tomatoes from the bowl, picked and picked a piece of tomato and put it in front of Jiang Tian, ​​"Squad leader, eat this, this is sweet."

Jiang Tian held a kitchen knife in one hand and pressed the tomato with the other. Without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth to pick it up, and smashed it twice in his mouth, "It's quite sweet."

To be honest, when cooking, only one hand holds the kitchen knife, and the other hand doesn't really matter...

Just now, Jiang Tian's lips directly brushed Ding Yang's hand, which was soft to the touch, but it was like a bomb stuck in Ding Yang's head.

In the past, the physical contact between two people, whether it was shampooing and wiping hair, passing the baton in the school sports meeting, or carrying them to the school hospital, was inexplicably cast a layer of ambiguity.

"I haven't made the quilt yet..." Ding Yang's ears seemed to explode, and he ran back to the bedroom to make the quilt.

Jiang Tian looked at him inexplicably, without thinking much.

After estimating Ding Yang's appetite, Jiang Tianxia ordered two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.

The egg noodles were hot, and Ding Yang didn't dare to lift his head, his face was flushed from the smoke, and he lowered his head and snorted into his mouth.

"Slow down, and what's more, I won't fight with you."

Hearing Jiang Tian's voice, Ding Yang choked suddenly, Jiang Tian hurried forward to give him some relief, Ding Yang raised his hand to block it, and couldn't help pulling away a little distance, "It's...it's okay."

Jiang Tian broke apart the peeled oranges, put them on a fruit plate, and pushed them in front of Ding Yang.

God!Is it true that all squad leaders have the attributes of a good wife and mother!

For a moment Ding Yang remembered that Zhang Mengyao's girls always shouted "want to marry" while holding photos of male celebrities, and when such a squad leader was placed in front of him, he yelled "want to marry" in his heart!

Ding Yang ate up both bowls of noodles firmly, and finished washing the pots and bowls with the sound of splashing water, the flush on his face was about to subside.

Jiang Tian had already cleaned up the dining table, and opened the exercise booklet to start doing the questions.

It was the first time that Ding Yang looked at Jiang Tian's face when he was doing a question from a positive perspective, and because he was at the same table on weekdays, he always saw the side face.

Jiang Tian's eyelashes are very long, and he can't be said to be very handsome. He is far behind the boys in the class who are yelling at him, but his facial features are well-rounded, and his non-aggressive appearance is very comfortable, especially the eyelashes. La went to a beauty hospital to advertise. He has a personality similar to him. He is limp and has no temper. He hangs down from the angle of his eyes and holds a pen with his slender fingers. When he encounters a problem, he purses his lips deeply and thinks. It really looks like a painting.

The look made people dizzy, Ding Yang cursed himself secretly, and went back to the room to clean up his homework.

Doing homework is such a boring thing, and he was tired after a while. Ding Yang rested his chin on the table and stared at Jiang Tian's pen tip, writing non-stop, and then forced himself to start learning.

Seeing his impatience, Jiang Tian stopped writing and looked at him, "Is there anything wrong?"

Ding Yang complained in an instant, "Of course, there are all of them. I won't dig mountains to build roads or dig graves in the future. Why do I have to go through all this!"

Jiang Tianquan thought he was acting like a baby, and took a look at the paper, "Come closer, I'll tell you."

Ding Yang became nervous for no reason, and said flickeringly, "No, no, I can see clearly."

Ding Yang pointed at the two questions absent-mindedly, Jiang Tian was pointing at the questions with the tip of his pen, Ding Yang's eyes fell on Jiang Tian's face unconsciously, with a slight gentleness, his eyebrows occasionally frowned when thinking, slender With the fingers holding the gel pen, every part is like a hardcover close-up burned into Ding Yang's mind...

For the first time, Ding Yang realized an unrealistic intention, hazy and psychedelic, unclear, but inexplicably unable to refuse.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading, I wish you a happy life~