What if there are no inhibitors?

When the bell rang for the end of the first class in the morning, the teacher packed up the books and left the front door, and the classroom became chaotic.Everyone fell asleep and fell asleep, reviewed and reviewed, and went out to fetch water.

Song Zhiwei was doing a physics problem, which the teacher had just focused on in class.

During this period of time, through Han Lu's remedial lessons and his own efforts, he finally kept up with the learning progress of this world.

Still very happy.

When get out of class was over, Jian Chao sat down on the empty seat in front of them, leaned back on the bench, and looked at Han Lu: "Why did I see that both of your trumpets were logging in to the game yesterday? Or is it a duo?"

Faint taste of gossip, excited tone.

Han Lu raised his chin and nodded to his deskmate: "I lent him to play."

Song Zhiwei looked down at his homework, but did not see Jian Chao's expression change.

Han Lu asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Chao glanced at Song Zhiwei, and said with a pretentious look, "It's nothing."

Jian Chao didn't want to say, maybe because he was afraid of Song Zhiwei's embarrassment, so Han Lu didn't ask.

But I still paid attention to it.

According to the usual situation, Jian Chao should be watching happily, not this tangled face, and it's about Song Zhiwei...

His slender fingers turned the gel pen in his hand like a flower.

Jian Chao's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he didn't say it, and he didn't say it, so he just slipped away.

After the second class, everyone went to the playground to do inter-class exercises, and the school leaders made a weekly summary on the stage.

By the way, next week's National Day, the school will be on holiday for seven days.

As soon as the words fell, the playground suddenly buzzed, and the sound spread like waves.The happiest thing for high school students is of course the holiday.

Song Zhiwei decided to take advantage of this National Day to go out and have a good time. Anyway, the period has just passed, so he has to relax.

After the free dissolution, a large group of people walked to the teaching building. After the physical education teacher adjusted their positions after school started, Song Zhiwei stood in the front row and Han Lu stood in the back row.

The teaching building is behind the playground, so when a large number of people are walking towards the teaching building, Han Lu is still standing there waiting for others.

Song Zhiwei is very happy for such small details, he has friends!

He tilted his head and asked, "What are you going to do on National Day?"

"Guo Han told Jian Chao that he wanted to go climbing, I don't care."

"Do you go out all the dormitories? Yes, yes." Song Zhiwei jumped up: "But what's so fun about climbing a mountain?"

"Look at the scenery." Han Lu put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "That place is full of green plants with high oxygen content, and it will make people feel refreshed after breathing."

Song Zhiwei didn't understand what "will make people refreshed" means.

"Okay." He continued to ask, "How do you solve the last question that the physics teacher taught today?"

Han Lu didn't ask, "I'll tell you right now?" There were crowded other students around, with no papers or pens, and he didn't ask, "Why do you love studying so much? You don't miss this little time?"

He skipped these miscellaneous questions, and directly dictated: "Do you still remember the picture? There is a vertical downward uniform electric field between the parallel metal plates mn..."

Han Lu clicked twice on the key to this question, and it was the key to Song Zhiwei's confusion.Song Zhiwei's eyes lit up, he understood, he was even more amazing than the teacher.

His bright apricot eyes blinked slightly, he jumped up and down as he walked, and when he was about to go down the stairs, the last three steps jumped down in one step, and he turned around and said happily, "I understand!"

Han Lu twitched his elbow in his pocket, and asked Song Zhiwei narrowly, "Why are you like your rabbit?"

Song Zhiwei's heart tightened, his face was expressionless, his hands were clenched into fists hanging by his side, his throat was dry: "You...what did you say?"

In their school, there are several paths from the playground back to the classroom, one of which is a sunken corridor with five or six steps.However, Song Zhiwei didn't jump in the standing long jump, or he jumped off without preparation.

Just like the rabbit that jumped off Han Lu's lap yesterday, he was afraid that it would fall.

Han Lu recalled: "Yesterday your rabbit also jumped down recklessly."

"Oh~" With a sound of oh, Song Zhiwei scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I didn't pay attention."

The two walked so close this way, Song Zhiwei was still like a girl, ran two steps forward, then turned back to see the charming posture of his "boyfriend".

Although the two parties didn't feel the same way, other people didn't think so.

Three people near them had already walked all the way with them. Although everyone was walking towards the teaching building, these three people were very close to them, looking at them from time to time, and bowed their heads to exchange a few words after reading.

Then he broke out into a smile that was definitely not kind.

Especially when Song Zhiwei looked over, they leaned forward and backward laughing, as if they had heard some big joke.The slouchy standing posture is completely different from the good students who are surrounded by good babies.

"I'm fucking betting he's absolutely true."

"I didn't believe it at first." After saying this, he glanced at Song Zhiwei pointingly, "but now I believe it."

Then there was another burst of overwhelming laughter.

Song Zhiwei was accumulating strength, and he wanted to "meet" these three men.

See fart.

Laugh fart.

Laughing made him uncomfortable.

Han Lu, who had been staring at him, turned around and followed his gaze to look at the three men.

The corners of the upturned mouth became straight, and the black pupils were as quiet as an abyss, staring at the three of them.

The three subconsciously restrained their insolent smiles, retracted their eyes, and looked around.

Pretend to look at the other party and chat, "Then what, don't you want to buy water?"

"Let's go."

"Wait for me."

The three pushed and ran away.

Song Zhiwei knew that they were scared away by Han Lu, but he still had doubts in his heart: "They are coming after us." "Yeah."

"But I don't know them."

"Yeah." Han Lu turned around, "It's okay, they can't find anything."

"That's fine."

The three of them ran away, turned around and waited until they could no longer see Han Lu before they stopped.Because I don't know their names, I judge by the color of the shoes they wear.

Xiaolu: "When Du Xu told us that Song Zhiwei liked men, I didn't believe it, but now I believe it. I think he and Han Lu must have ghosts."

Xiao Huang: "Yes! Du Xu didn't say who Song Zhiwei likes, but it must be Han Lu, don't even think about it."

Xiaohong: "Damn it, Han Lu looks so perverted when he sees us, isn't he a top student? Why is he scarier than the underworld outside?"

Xiao Huang: "Don't build up other people's aspirations and destroy your own prestige."

Xiaohong asked Xiaolu: "If you don't believe me, ask him."

Xiaolu tugged at her school uniform, trying to let in a bit of cool air: "I'm sweating cold."

"Crap." Xiao Huang said, "You guys are so cowardly." He took out his mobile phone and smiled inexplicably: "Look at what I took."

The other two leaned over to look. There were photos of Song Zhiwei and Han Lu on the phone. The two good-looking boys were particularly obvious in the photo. One had a tall and handsome back, and the hair on the back of his head was neatly cut, while the other looked backwards. Walking forward, the smile on his face was brighter than the noon sun.

The clumps of elliptical plants in the background and the white school uniforms of other people are not prominent at all, but it adds a lot of youthfulness and beauty to this photo, as well as the instant beauty of the capture.

Xiaohong felt something was wrong: "What do you want?"

Xiao Huang shook his phone triumphantly: "Le Yile, I put this photo on the school forum, guess... how many people will believe it?"

Xiaolu said: "You may not know that since the girls in our class knew that they were at the same table, they liked to see them being together. It was completely different from what we thought, and they would not embarrass them at all."

"No, no, it seems that you still don't understand girls. Knocking on CP is slapping on CP, but if a person is really gay and likes another, it's completely different."

"And doesn't Han Lu always like to protect him?" Xiao Huang smiled maliciously: "Guess how he will react when he finds out that Song Zhiwei is gay?"

Little Red and Little Green turned their minds, and gradually realized the exciting point in Xiao Huang's words.

They were not good students in the first place, and they would find it funny when they saw other people being unlucky.

Although they have no enmity with Song Zhiwei.

But the fact that Song Zhiwei likes men is enough to disgust them, they just can't understand it.

They still don't like college bullies like Han Lu. Don't think they don't know that this person is usually low-key, but in fact he is very arrogant. If he pours dirty water on this campus male god.

That must be even better than Song Zhiwei.

I was a little excited to think that the topic of the future school month would be created by them alone.

Xiaohong: "Send quickly, remember to remain anonymous."

Xiao Huang: "What's the rush, I'm editing the content."

Xiaolu: "Do you want to add some other photos? In fact, the one we took doesn't explain anything. Many girls have their photos together. I have more intimate ones here."