Squad leader

The school always likes to hold some swearing-in meetings on a regular basis.

The strange thing about the experiment is that every time the students have to carry the stool downstairs by themselves, after three years in the elementary school, each of them is a good player with shoulders and hands.

Ding Yang was carrying two people's stools, Jiang Tian packed a bag of papers for him, and forced him to study together when the teacher said there was nothing left.

"I don't want to study, I just want to surf, otherwise I will be sorry for the good weather."

Jiang Tian glared at him, and Ding Yang immediately fell silent, "Study, study, I love studying the most! Today I will definitely recite the New Three Principles of the People!"

"It's almost there."

The school set up a platform on the platform facing the playground. It is said that an "inspirational teacher" was invited from the outside to give a speech. ".

Zhang Mengyao, as the sports committee, organized the team and sat in the first row with a stool.

The sports committees of each class sat in the first row, and with a slight tilt of their heads, they could see Class Three not far away.

Zhou Yuwen was pulling the stool to go to the back row. Seeing Zhang Mengyao's disappointed expression, he threw the stool in the first row with a bang, and said to the boys in the first row, and the line moved back a little bit. stool.

Zhang Mengyao was surprised: "Why are you sitting here?"

Zhou Yuwen said angrily: "I'm also a sports committee, sitting here is not breaking the law!"

Zhang Mengyao swallowed the words back to her stomach, since she was vaguely ambiguous that day, she was a little afraid to face Zhou Yuwen face to face.

Zhou Yuwen was sitting on Zhang Mengyao's left. He was tall and his school uniform was very baggy, which just blocked Zhang Mengyao's sight to the left.

After Director Li talked about the results of the J city unified examination, he insinuated that the top students did not do well in the examination this time, so they should pay close attention, and then gave the stage to a short and fat man who could speak Mandarin well. A man in a suit with a southern accent.

It turns out that the so-called "inspirational teacher" has a louder voice than ordinary people, and a little more tear-jerking than ordinary people.

Sitting in front of Jiang Tian, ​​Zhang Lei was moaning and crying, feeling sorry for his mother if he didn't get into Harvard, and there were all kinds of moaning and crying faintly around him.

Now he is talking about his mother's hard work in order to support him in school. This kind of family education really works. When he said that he sewed words of encouragement to the inside of his suit and took them wherever he went, Jiang Tian's eyes rolled It's a little red.

Ding Yang crossed his legs and looked indifferent, "This is 800 years without washing clothes?!"

Jiang Tian gave him a gouged look, "Listen carefully!"

Ding Yang shrugged nonchalantly, "I was brought up by my grandfather, and I can't empathize with what he said. Zhao Tuo and I are closer than my parents."

His head was drooped low, his eyes flickering.

Jiang Tian sighed lightly, and gently put his hand on the back of his hand.

Ding Yang looked up at Jiang Tian's face, and slightly pursed his lower lip, "I kind of miss my grandpa, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he is doing."

Jiang Tian rubbed the back of his hand with his fingertips, tolerant of his childish nature, "Then call grandpa at noon?"

Ding Yang pressed Jiang Tian's hand to prevent him from withdrawing it, "You are with me, my grandpa likes you very much."

"Ah I?"

Jiang Tian's nervous heart pounded for a moment, "How did your grandfather know about me?"

"My grandpa knows what I am good at. Last time I told him about my grades, he knew that someone must help me. Otherwise, even if I was killed, I wouldn't be able to learn. So I told him."

"You...you told your grandfather? About our...relationship?"

Ding Yang nodded.

Jiang Tian was so nervous that he couldn't speak anymore. Can the older generation accept it?What if it is not accepted?

Ding Yang saw his worries, "Don't worry, my grandpa didn't say anything, he said he wanted to meet you if he had the chance, and..."

Jiang Tian was a little caught off guard by the sudden invitation from his parents. He asked nervously, "What else?"

Ding Yang put his hands together and rubbed Jiang Tian's palms, "My grandfather said that if I dare to bully you like before, I will break my legs. He also said that he will be your own grandfather in the future, and he will protect you. "

The amount of information was too much for a while, and Jiang Tian couldn't bear it, that is to say, Grandpa Ding Yang... passed the test?

Why did Ding Yang listen to the words of his little old man, and tasted it: "My grandpa is really biased. It hurts a lot to see a good boy."

"Are you jealous of me?"

"Forget it, who made me like you."

Jiang Tian pinched the flesh on the back of his hand suddenly, "No teasing."

The man in the suit on the stage began to turn to the content of academic motivation. Jiang Tian is now distracted, and he can't hear the sound of hula la from the broken speaker.

Suddenly, without knowing what was said on the stage, Ding Yang stood up and rushed forward. Jiang Tian poked Zhang Lei who was also stunned, "What is he doing?"

"The big brother on the stage just pulled people up to take an oath...he wouldn't suddenly call out Q big P big, right? My Yang brother has risen?!"

This kind of link is basically like a show, but at least for a while, he will become a celebrity in the whole school. This is not good for Ding Yang. He is not the kind of person who likes to be noticed, but watching him move forward without hesitation Jiang Tian clenched his chest lightly, he knew what Ding Yang was thinking, he wanted the whole world to see that he was working hard, that he was changing, and that he was struggling.

The man in the suit first pretended to ask everyone about their school of choice. Not surprisingly, eight out of ten said that P was big and Q was big, as if it was a standard configuration. When he arrived at Ding Yang, he crossed the crowd and smiled at Jiang Tian with a happy face. "My goal is Beijing T University!"

"Huo! My foreign brother can do it!"

Zhou Yuwen and Zhang Mengyao, who were sitting in the front row, were taken aback, "Is Ding Yang working hard?"

Zhou Yuwen shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what happened to this kid recently.

The gazes of Jiang Tian and Ding Yang met from a distance through the crowd. Jiang Tian knew that Ding Yang was not taking an oath in a big and empty way, but was showing his position to himself. He wrote a solemn love letter with an attitude, and he told Jiang Tian: Beijing, I will go with you, and in the future, we will go together!

Then the man in the suit on the stage somehow skipped to a weird inspirational link, asking a student to do push-ups, in the name of challenging the limit.

This plot looks more and more like a foreign inspirational movie, a rubbish football player blindfolded and encouraged by the coach to complete the impossible, and then reach the pinnacle of life.We all understand the truth, that is, reality is never a movie.

The man in the suit walked around, looked at Ding Yang's physique, and ordered him to do a hundred push-ups on the spot.

"a hundred?!"

The students at the scene gasped, it was simply impossible.

Ding Yang unambiguously rolled up his sleeves and lay down on the ground, humming and humming.

The man in the suit couldn't make people do push-ups comfortably, squatting on the side to harass him, and kept talking about the university he wanted to go to when he was panting.

"Student, tell me your university!"

"Huh... Beijing, T University..."

The classmate had already started counting at the same frequency as Ding Yang, and he had already counted to seventy, but he didn't seem to have any violent reactions, he stretched his arms and took a breath to continue doing it, his posture was still standard.

The man in the suit was a bit unexpected, the corners of his mouth twitched, "This young man is in good health, he is a soldier..."

"99!"

"one hundred!"

Ding Yang didn't mean to stop, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to grit his teeth.

The crowd cheered and continued to count in unison.

Ding Yang's legs had already started to tremble, his face was a little red, and his arms trembled several times so that he could barely support himself.

"120 one!"

There was thunderous applause at the scene.

Ding Yang couldn't stand up a bit, and gave up sitting on the ground after holding on for a couple of times.

The man in the suit handed the microphone in front of Ding Yang, "Student, speak up about your school."

Ding Yang waved his hands with a smile, and gently said into the microphone: "Beijing, I will definitely go."

But the sound was enough to reach everyone's ears.

"Okay, let's thank this classmate!"

Ding Yang couldn't stand up a little bit, his muscles were shaking to the point that he was really at his limit just now.

Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao and Zhou Yuwen rushed up to the stage to help him. Suddenly, a figure rushed forward and helped the person sitting on the ground.

"Brother Tian?"

Jiang Tian took his hand and put it on his shoulder, "Slow down."

Ding Yang shamelessly took advantage of him, "I'm not handsome."

"Handsome, you are the most handsome!"

Ding Yang proudly showed two rows of big white teeth, "Hey, of course the person you like is handsome!"

"Be virtuous!"

After the inspirational conference, Lao An had a conversation with Ding Yang, and after confirming that he was not sensationalizing by making insinuations, he also gave a few words of encouragement with great satisfaction.

At noon, Ding Yang found an empty corner on the playground, dragged Jiang Tian to squat next to the sandpit for the long jump, and called the old man on the phone.

"Squad leader, my grandpa wants to say a few words to you!"

Jiang Tian nervously squeezed the sleeves of the school uniform, but threw the phone back as if it was hot in an instant, "You, you, why didn't you tell me it was a video!"

Ding Yang embraced Jiang Tian, ​​"What are you afraid of, my grandfather can't eat you, besides, there is me!"

"Is it Jiang Tian?"

Grandpa Ding's voice came from the phone. Ding Yang held Jiang Tian's shoulders with one hand and held up the video with the other. Grandpa Ding leaned on a delicate crutch and stared at the screen kindly with small glasses.

Jiang Tian stammered in embarrassment: "Hi, grandpa, I'm Jiang Tian."

Grandpa Ding nodded, "Okay, okay."

After chatting casually about daily study and life, Grandpa Ding said to Ding Yang: "You avoid it for a while, I will have a word with Jiang Tian."

"What can you two whisper?!"

Ding Yang was reluctant, but honestly gave Jiang Tian his phone, turned his back to the fitness equipment, and groaned and pulled his body up.

"Grandpa, tell me."

Grandpa Ding's gray hair was combed very delicately, "I watched Yangyang grow up. He has a bad temper, but his conduct is not bad. If there is something wrong with him, please bear with him."

Jiang Tian's face turned hot for a while, "Grandpa, Ding Yang is very good, I should thank you for teaching him so well."

"He..." Grandpa Ding sighed, "In short, you can come to grandpa when you encounter any difficulties. Grandpa is your strong backing."

Jiang Tian knew what the "problem" he was referring to, and nodded very moved, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Okay, I won't disturb your studies anymore, I'll hang up first."

"Goodbye grandpa."

Ding Yang saw that Jiang Tian hung up the phone, and immediately came over, "What did my grandfather tell you?"

"It's nothing, just let me discipline you."

"What, am I not obedient enough?"

Jiang Tian pressed the lock screen button and handed the phone to Ding Yang. The moment Ding Yang put it in his pocket, the lock screen wallpaper lit up—it was Jiang Tian's sleeping face, with long eyelashes drooping, and With a little blush, it looks like a delicate peach.

"When did you take it?!"

Ding Yang quickly ran away with oil on his feet, "I won't tell you!"

"Stop for me, you deleted the photo for me!"

Thinking of Ding Yang staring at his sleeping face on the phone every day, Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel hot in his ears.

How can you say this person is so childish!

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