Beyond The Outline

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2. Xu Sheng [3807 votes].

Xu Sheng was able to squeeze into the top [-] on the server in the popular gun shooting game. Apart from his lack of lectures and a lot of game time, the rest is his desire to win.

If you don't want to win when you play games, then why play.

What kind of bird selection is this? It was okay before I clicked to watch it.

second?How can he rank second?

Two days of the weekend passed quickly.

During the period, Hou Jun and the others came to ask questions. Fortunately, Shao Zhan had already finished these homework assignments ahead of time. Xu Sheng only needed to throw the stack of homework to them: "Here is the answer, and you can figure it out yourself."

Hou Jun gave a thumbs up: "Thank you Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan is amazing, so much homework was finished in half a day."

The dormitory students are forced to do the questions in the classroom for two days on weekends, which leads to their low interest in learning. If they have homework to copy, they just copy it. Almost no one cares whether they can write the question or not.

Hou Jun finished copying his homework and asked again: "I came to your dormitory this morning to look for you. There is a new breakfast restaurant outside the school. The tofu nao is delicious. No one opened it after knocking on it for a long time."

When Hou Jun finished talking about what happened in the morning, Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan fell silent at the same time.

Hou Jun knocked on the door and Xu Sheng was able to get up normally on the first day, but really couldn't do it on the second day.

Just in case, the two exchanged spare keys with each other.

Shao Zhan knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. He patiently warned: "I'll say it one last time, open the door."

Occasionally, Xu Sheng would get up a little angry, sleep drowsy, unable to think, and regardless of whether the people outside the door could hear him, he would send him a word: "Get lost."

Shao Zhan: "I didn't open the door, I just walked in."

Xu Sheng simply shrunk down a little and put the quilt over his head, ignoring him.

Shao Zhan opened the door and came in, intending to wake him up, but as soon as his hand touched the edge of the quilt, Xu Sheng was probably really annoyed, he lifted the quilt by himself, squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand indiscriminately.He wanted to get up, but he caught Shao Zhan's wrist which he hadn't had time to retract, and he accidentally lost his balance between pulling and pulling.

Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment when the back of his head touched the pillow.

Opening his eyes, facing the enlarged version of his own face, he was completely awake: "Fuck."

Shao Zhan put one hand next to his ear, barely separating a few centimeters, even so the distance between the two was still too close.The scab on the corner of Shao Zhan's mouth has healed and healed well, with no trace visible.

Xu Sheng was about to say "get up" when someone knocked on the door again.

It was Hou Jun's voice: "It's strange, brother Zhan is not here. I remember Xu Sheng lives in the room opposite, try it out, we have to bring him into class seven."

Xu Sheng shouted in his heart: In fact, there is no need to blend in so much, and you don't need to work so hard.

Since the dormitory hadn't been changed, and he and Shao Zhan were still lying on the bed in an inexplicable posture, the door hadn't been opened after all.

In addition to going to class for self-study, Xu Sheng treated Zhang Feng with the attitude of "I'm not interested, I'm not interested at all, whoever pays attention to this kind of stuff is an idiot" for two consecutive days.

Zhang Feng was tired enough to ask for a vote for himself: You have no heart, Xu Sheng, you have no heart, will you die if you vote for me?

Little did he know what Xu Sheng was thinking: There is only one vote every day, and I voted for you, what the hell should I do.

Xu Sheng took a look at it after practicing calligraphy every day before going to bed, and then he resisted in his heart and offered a vote for himself very honestly.

This year's school grass selection is more fierce than ever, and Xu Sheng's attention to it is limited to the votes he goes up to vote for himself every day. Even so, he finds that this selection seems to have gradually evolved into a competition between him and Shao Zhan , and more and more trouble.

The ticket gap between the two did not widen.

When Xu Sheng went online the next day, he saw that his vote count was about to overtake the number one.

So the people who voted first worked hard overnight to widen the vote gap again. When the two popular candidates voted more than [-] votes, the situation became very clear: there are not so many people in the school, and these people are real. If you work hard enough, you will fight even if you play the trumpet.

In the end it turned into a tug of war.

Both sides clearly expressed a hostile posture.

Floor 501: God of learning! !Look at our Xueshen, is it because Xueshen is not handsome enough, is it because Xueshen has not won enough awards, what to vote for Xu Sheng, Xu Sheng sleeps in class all day, goes out to fight and does not study hard, this kind of person has no future!

502th floor: Upstairs is right!

Floor 503: Listen to the fart upstairs, our school bully is capable of writing (the level of writing a review is still okay) and martial arts (one beats five), and has a certain level of speech (reading the level of review), and it is not a loss to invest in shares.

Xu Sheng:  …

Xu Sheng, a talented contestant who is capable of writing and martial arts and has a certain level of speech, said to himself in a low voice: "...what are these things."

There was a breeze blowing in from outside the window, Xu Sheng was lying on the bed, and before going to bed, he brushed the post to reach the [-]th floor, and retreated out again.

Before exiting, a new message was displayed on the notification bar of the mobile phone.

[Mom]: I cleaned your room yesterday and saw the diary you wrote when you were a child.

Immediately afterwards was a picture with crooked handwriting. It looked like he had just learned to write. He was immature but serious, and he could vaguely make out the first two words "today".

[Mom]: Come back next weekend?

I haven't contacted for a week, this sentence plus the picture is considered a woman silently showing weakness and taking the initiative to break the deadlock.

Xu Sheng didn't move for a while, he sighed before the screen was about to go off, and replied: It depends on the situation.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the two of them no longer expect to be able to get back in exchange for a sleep.

Not to mention changing back, after so many days, I didn't even touch the rules.

At the same time, this was also what came to Shao Zhan's mind. He said to himself: I don't know anything about frequency, trigger conditions, and the mechanism of occurrence, and I can't speculate.

In the new week, the school grass selection is in full swing.

As this election was getting more and more troublesome, the situation of frenzied voting on the trumpet lasted for two nights, and many people were also discussing this matter in private.

The class monitor and the sports committee are students on duty. When Xu Sheng came in, Tan Kai just came back from the toilet with a mop on his shoulder: "Brother Zhan, morning."

Xu Sheng stopped, turned sideways, and let him go first: "Morning."

Tan Kai's current view of the Xueshen is that he should be convinced or not. Before he went in, he said: "Don't worry, don't panic, I will vote for you. Brother Hou and I also opened ten trumpets last night! We fought against each other! It was so fierce that it almost didn't pass."

When Tan Kai said this, he remembered another important point. He lowered his voice and said, "You must not tell Xu Sheng about this... We don't vote for him, it's not because we have a problem with him."

Xu Sheng: "?"

It wasn't until Tan Kai dragged his mop into the class that Xu Sheng realized what the vote meant.

Why are these people joining in the fun.

And, why not vote for him? !

After Xu Sheng resigned as the class committee member, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed. He didn't have to hand in homework in the morning, and the less he had to face the teacher, the less risk he had left. He only had a seemingly non-existent job as a disciplinary committee member—this disciplinary committee member was still in the class with Meng Guowei and him. After emphasizing it, he didn't know that Shao Zhan's management of this and that of him before was linked up with this "disciplinary committee" and matched the name.

Shao Zhan entered class a few minutes late.

He is wearing a black hoodie today. This time there is no exaggerated pattern on the clothes, only two rows of letters are printed on the back. The clothes are thin and loose, and the thin figure of the young man is vaguely outlined when he walks around.

Xu Sheng used to like to wear this dress to sleep on the seat. Putting on the hat can cover half of his face, and it can also block the sun.

"Xu Sheng" still looked out of place in the whole classroom. It was different from before. He was about to pass the students in the front row when Hou Jun said anxiously and sincerely: "Morning."

Hou Jun was cleaning the blackboard. He was afraid that Xu Sheng hadn't heard, and he was afraid that the school bully would be too shy, so he repeated: "Xu Sheng, good morning."

Shao Zhan glanced at him, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be able to draw almost sharp lines when he was silent, and he suppressed the inherent "badness" of this appearance, and said after a while: "Morning."

Xu Sheng had been spinning his pen and doing nothing for a long time. Seeing him coming in, he had nothing to say and asked, "Lao Meng asked you to be a disciplinary committee member before?"

Too many things happened during this period, Shao Zhan almost forgot without mentioning it specifically: "You think I have nothing to do when I'm idle, so I caught you playing with your mobile phone in class?"

"..." Xu Sheng said, "Who knows, it's not impossible."

Shao Zhan turned over a page of the exercise book, then flipped the vocabulary book that Xu Sheng was reading to the page he read last time, and then stopped talking.

Xu Sheng put down his pen and got used to this chat mode where he was basically talking to himself: "Apart from writing questions, do you have any other hobbies?"

"..."

"Then how monotonous your campus life is."

"Seeing that you play games well, and fight well."

A flash of light flashed in Xu Sheng's mind, and another thing came to mind: "There is one more thing, you don't have a date."

Although after so many days, there is no sign of any girls around "Shao Zhan", but Linjiang No. [-] Middle School is a school where everything is strictly controlled, and it is normal to have a relationship and hide it deep.

In case Shao Zhan really had an underground affair that was hidden too deeply, a person would suddenly appear...

Shao Zhan wished he could install a silencer on Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng: "Don't worry, it's normal for this kind of thing to happen during puberty, I won't report your puppy love."

Shao Zhan couldn't bear it anymore and said, "No."

Shao Zhan repeated again: "No object."

Several class representatives were busy collecting homework, and the class was very noisy. The English teacher came in and interrupted: "Students, I will take up the time of the self-study class. Let's briefly talk about the reading questions left last week. Delegate, you don’t need to accept the reading assignments, let’s talk about it directly.”

Xu Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was blocked by Shao Zhan: "Listen to the class."

The class fell silent for a moment.

Xu Sheng couldn't understand a single word of the reading question. Facing the homework Shao Zhan handed him, he could only read the few words written by Shao Zhan.

After finally surviving the self-study class, Xu Sheng took out his mobile phone from the belly of the table and was going to buy a bottle of water at the canteen.

However, he had just grabbed the phone, and before he had time to stuff it into his school uniform pocket, the front desk just turned around——

"God of learning..."

On the front desk was holding the reading question given by the self-study English teacher just now. It seemed that there was a question to ask, but when the front desk turned around, his attention was diverted from the reading question, and it fell into Xu Sheng's hand. on your cell phone.

The phone models of Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan were similar, but Shao Zhan obviously wouldn't use that kind of gaudy graffiti-style phone case.