Beyond The Outline

It's mid-May, early summer.

Shao Zhan couldn't have a more thorough understanding of Xu Sheng's body. He had used the other two methods to get in, and he knew where he was sensitive, where he couldn't be touched, and where he could make him roll in a hoarse voice.

Thin sweat fell down the forehead with scalding heat.

It was only then that Xu Sheng clearly realized that the winter that was full of revisions, entrance exams, countless sketches and the audio sound from the headphone cable during the entrance examination had passed.

The next day, when we went out for exercises, most of the sixth middle school students changed their autumn coats, and the sun shone on them, making them feel hot all over.

Since Shao Zhan is now a third-year student, at the most critical time, the person who spoke as a student representative at the flag-raising ceremony every Monday was replaced by a second-year student: "We invited xxx, a second-year student, to come on stage to give a speech under the national flag—"

Gu Yanwang stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the flag raising platform, looked around, as if he was patrolling the territory, and said in a low voice: "What's the matter with that wall on the playground? Why is it so dirty? Let someone clean it another day. What does it look like..."

The wall Gu Yanwang mentioned was a school wall facing the flag-raising platform, with a black line and a gray line on it, all of which were ball marks.

Xu Sheng was 10 minutes late. He avoided the teacher, quietly walked in from the back row of the playground, and not long after he stood there, he raised his hand and helped his waist: "...fuck."

Both of them are tall, Shao Zhan stood behind him, saw his little movement, raised his hand to support his waist: "I didn't want to mess with you last night, it hurts?"

There was still more than a month left for the college entrance examination, and he was busy reviewing. Shao Zhan really didn't bother him much in the end.

Xu Sheng: "It's on the edge of the desk."

The students from Class [-] on the side glanced at Class [-] inadvertently, and this glance happened to catch the hand that the God of Learning didn't take back: "..."

The young man had a cold face, with his palms on the waist of the person in front of him. The school uniform was already loose, and maybe Xu Xiaoba was too thin. After putting it on, the waist was obviously sunken, and the folds of the clothes were winding down.

The man quickly retracted his eyes.

... He seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have seen.

The content of the exercise was similar to the previous one. After the student representatives gave a speech on the topic of "reading more books and reading good books", the sports group represented the teacher on stage and announced the relevant matters of the "basketball game". After that, all the students disbanded in place.

The third grader sighed, and Hou Jun shook his head on the podium as soon as he returned to class: "Hey, the third grader has no human rights..."

"Who says it's not?" Tan Kai followed into the class, "I don't even have the right to participate in the basketball game. I lost the first game last year. I still want to go back this year and let them see the style of class seven."

"Did our class participate last year?" Xu Shengguai went to the canteen to buy water, returned to work with the water, and gave Qiu Qiu and the others a few lollipops that he bought from the cashier at the canteen, just when he heard this sentence, " How come I don't remember."

There was indeed a competition in the second grade of the seventh class. At that time, Xu Sheng was still a feared "school bully". Naturally, no one dared to invite him to form a team, let alone Shao Zhan. Dare to find.

Hou Jun said: "I have participated. You may have skipped class at that time, and you were busy wandering on the verge of violating school rules all day long."

What Hou Jun said was well-founded, and Xu Sheng couldn't refute it: "..."

Hou Jun said, looking into Xu Sheng's collar again: "Brother Sheng, you..."

He has a not so obvious mark on his collarbone.

Taking advantage of Shao Zhan's absence, Xu Sheng sat in his seat to look for the test papers, and the chair tilted backwards: "What's the matter?"

Hou Jun nodded: "I have toilet water in my bedroom, if you need it, you can borrow it from me."

Xu Sheng: "?"

The inability to participate in the basketball game in the third year of high school directly led to a downturn in the class atmosphere. In addition, last week's mock exam also gave results. This time the mock exam ranking is the ranking of the whole city A, so I can see where I am more intuitively—— The results are all happy and sad, if you do well in the exam, it's fine, if you don't do well in the exam, it will directly affect your mentality before the exam, and if you don't have a good mentality, you will collapse right now.

Tan Kai is a typical example. In the past, he and Hou Jun always talked about cross talk together in class, but now he doesn't pick up what Hou Jun says, and just writes down.

Xu Sheng tried to comfort him, but it didn't work, so he dragged Shao Zhan over.

Shao Zhan: "What's the use of me going?"

"Aren't you a god of learning?" Xu Sheng said, "Tan Kai has worshiped you since he was a freshman in high school, and your words may be useful."

If Shao Zhan used to be, he would never have imagined that he would take the initiative to stand in front of his classmates one day, but he said coldly, "This time the simulation paper is very simple" did not comfort Tan Kai at all.

"The simulation paper this time is very simple," Shao Zhan said, then paused again, "It stands to reason that there shouldn't be so many lost points."

Xu Sheng: "..."

Tan Kai: "..." I cried so loudly, believe it or not, I will show you the tears.

Hou Jun who was comforting Tan Kai: "..."

"Excuse me," Xu Sheng put his hands on his boyfriend's shoulders, intending to take him away, "Go ahead and pretend he doesn't exist."

The oppressive atmosphere in Class [-] was maintained until the evening self-study. Other grades participating in the basketball game practiced on the court. After school, the basketball court was empty and quiet, and the sound was transmitted into the teaching building through the rear window.

After Xu Sheng finished writing the paper in his hand, he turned the pen around and asked a shocking sentence: "Does anyone want to go down and play?"

"...?"

No one spoke.

Xu Sheng: "Don't you understand, may I repeat it again?"

"No, I understand," Tan Kai was so startled by Xu Sheng's words, "But isn't it time for self-study now? Why go down and play golf?"

Shao Zhan faintly sensed what Xu Sheng was going to say next.

Sure enough, Xu Sheng leaned back and said quite naturally: "...Skipping class."

"It's not like you've grown up so much that you haven't skipped class." Xu Zhan looked down at the phone screen again, and said after looking at the time, "Gu Yan Wang and Lao Meng should be in a meeting, and they can still play for half an hour now. "

Xu Sheng started talking nonsense: "Learning this kind of thing pays attention to the combination of work and rest. The temporary relaxation is for better learning in the future. Raise your hand, who wants to follow me?"

Everyone was eager to try, but no one dared to move for a while, until there was a very slight sound of the seat moving in the silent classroom.

Shao Zhan got up and walked to the back door of the classroom, turned to look at Xu Sheng: "Aren't you leaving?"

Shao Zhan acted too fast, simply and neatly without giving anyone any time to react, saying that the next second he skipped class, he had already left the classroom.

This gave others a reassurance.

The gods of learning skipped classes.

What else are they afraid of!

"Let's go," Hou Jun put on his sneakers, "I'm going to go crazy if I stay in the classroom."

Even Qiu Qiu threw away his pen: "Are there any cheerleaders?"

Tan Kai stepped out of his autism: "Sister Qiu, call Brother Kai awesome three times later!"

There are still more than 100 days before the college entrance examination, and the third and seventh classes of senior high school collectively skip classes.

When Class [-] was leaving, it happened that the second grade of high school was playing a training game.

There was a class on the field who didn't have an appointment, so they had to practice shooting by themselves. The basketball hit the rim with a "bang", and flew straight to the outside of the field-the next second, there was another "bang", and a A bony hand caught the ball, and with a twist of the wrist, the basketball fell to the ground.

The cuffs of Shao Zhan's school uniform were folded up a few times, and his wrists were thin. No one else in Class [-] had seen him play ball before. He threw the ball back and asked the sophomore team, "Are you playing?"

The boy's brows and eyes were cold, and his words were even colder, causing the other party to remain silent for a long time.

"Brother," Xu Sheng was often surprised by Shao Zhan's social skills, he sighed and said, "Your tone and wording sound like you are looking for someone to fight."

Shao Zhan: "..."

After all, this training match is still scheduled. Xu Sheng played with Shao Zhan for the first time. They only played badminton with Qiu Qiu and the others in physical education class before, and they didn’t dare to play too hard. No.

Class [-] students soon discovered that these two masters were both fast and accurate. Xu Sheng usually made many twists and turns, but Hou Jun was someone who had fought with him. Knowing that he was serious, he seldom spoke. Sure enough, Xu Sheng bent down, raised his hand and tugged at the neckline of his collar, and went up to snatch the ball from the opposite side.

Shao Zhan scored a point after receiving the ball, and the two cooperated very tacitly—the ball was thrown from directly above the basket impartially.

Whistles rang out on the basketball court.

"Brother Zhan, this ball is beautiful!" Hou Jun said while wiping his sweat.

Tan Kai's game skills are actually very bad, so bad that Qiu Qiu couldn't find the right words to praise him while watching the game, but he didn't know what to do: "Did no one pay attention to my operation just now? No one praised me ."

Xu Sheng: "...?"

Xu Sheng was silent for a while, and praised him reluctantly: "Your operation that almost smashed the ball into the opponent's hand just now is very detailed."

"The operation of your shooting the wrong basket," Shao Zhan said, "is also very detailed."

Tan Kai: "..."

The teenagers on the field were enthusiastic and flamboyant, and Qiu Qiu and the others sat on the sidelines to help look at their clothes. She never thought that she would be so close to the college entrance examination, and she could do such a thing of skipping class to watch people play.

During this period of time, everyone is under a lot of pressure, not so much the pressure, but rather the confusion about the future. I have thought about the college entrance examination many times, and I am really approaching the most important exam in my life, but I can't help but show my timidity.

But at the moment all emotions were thrown out of the way.

The tense string in their minds was broken by the sentence "Skipping class". They have always followed the rules. In life, they do nothing but do questions, and Xu Sheng seems to have something to do with several fouls.

Qiu Qiu yelled "Come on, Class Seven".

Mixed in Qiu Qiu's cheering words, there was Gu Yanwang's exasperated voice: "Grade Three and Seven——what are you doing?!"

The ball in Hou Jun's hand almost flew out. This reaction was like playing a game secretly at home, but his mother pushed the door open and came in: "Fuck me?"

"Didn't Gu Yanwang go to a meeting?"

Gu Yanwang was indeed in a meeting. The back window of the conference room was facing the basketball court. Everyone squinted their eyes and looked towards the teaching building. Only then did they see Gu Yanwang sticking his head out of the window at a window on the third floor. The middle-aged man had thinning hair and an angry expression: "You son of a bitch—don't run, I'll come down right away, what are you doing on the field if you don't study well?!"

The ball in Hou Jun's hand was slapped flying by Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng: "What are you doing in a daze, run away."

Class [-] students ran back in a swarm.

Qiu Qiu ran slowly, Xu Sheng slowed down and came back to pull her, and called Shao Zhan along the way: "At the same table, wait a minute, you also take someone to run."

So Shao Zhan slowed down and leaned against the iron net of the basketball court to wait for them.

Qiu Qiu was led away, and the wind blew in her ears. She suddenly felt that maybe it was not because of the sentence "Skipping class", but because she found that the teenagers on the field were always enthusiastic and always positive...and she was the same.