Xiaoman

After a short period of dementia, Liu Xiaoman made a reasonable analysis and felt that compared with poisoning, the possibility of power failure was greater.

After all, the phone has not been charged since Xia Liang took it back.

If watching a pornographic film can really poison you, then this phone should have been poisoned long ago.

He took out the charger from the bedside table. At that time, Xia Liang gave him the charger with his mobile phone. He still thought that he should not need it, and it was impossible for him to use other people's things as his own.

As a result, who would have thought that the first charging would come so quickly, and it was because of watching too many pornographic films.

After connecting the charger, the phone quickly turned on the charging icon. Liu Xiaoman passed the charging cable behind the big octopus, hid the phone under the pillow again, packed up and went downstairs.

Grandpa was already busy downstairs, Liu Xiaoman yelled "Master", and went over to grab a plastic bag.

"Did you go to bed late last night?" Grandpa glanced at him.

"Ah." Liu Xiaoman blinked and glanced at the breakfast stall, embarrassed to meet grandpa's gaze, and grabbed two tea eggs.

He always felt that his grandfather had eyes of gods and Buddhas in the temple, and he could see everything.

Liu Xiaoman imagined that if he saw his grandson watching pornography in the middle of the night, and the content was still two men, the old man might not be able to get over it in one breath.

Waking up late in the morning, the time to get busy is short, Liu Xiaoman didn't feel that he was helping to find a few pockets for change, Fan Yiyang came to him on the bicycle.

He hastily packed two breakfasts to bid farewell to grandpa, and stepped on the bicycle.

Once a person does something embarrassing, it seems that everyone is prone to fantasies.

Dangling his legs following the roadblocks on the back seat of the car, he looked at Fan Yiyang, who was as refreshing and agile as usual, but what he was thinking today was: I don't know what Fan Yiyang was looking at when he was masturbating.

It is estimated that it is standard for straight men such as female stars with long legs.

But based on his understanding of Fan Yiyang, Brother Yangyang should prefer someone who looks pure and refined, not the one that is too colorful or vulgar, and he is not in the same style as Fan Yiyang.

Thinking of this, he suddenly questioned himself for a second.

Fan Yiyang...you haven't seen it, have you?

In his impression, he never heard Fan Yiyang say anything about girls.

Not to mention girls, Fan Yiyang didn't mention the games other boys like to play, basketball, and other interests.

He always felt that Fan Yiyang's mind was full of studies, and his self-control was two blocks ahead of his peers ten years ago.

"Brother Yangyang." Liu Xiaoman couldn't help calling him.

"Huh?" Fan Yiyang agreed without turning his head.

"Aren't you?" Liu Xiaoman thought about how to express it, and finally adopted a euphemistic way of saying, "Have you ever been in a relationship?"

"You don't know if I've talked about it or not?" Fan Yiyang smiled.

"What if." Liu Xiaoman also smiled, "You didn't mention it either."

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Fan Yiyang said.

"It's nothing, I suddenly thought of it," Liu Xiaoman said, "Our class sports committee likes our monitor, it's quite obvious, I think you don't seem to like anyone."

"Who do you like?" When the school gate arrived, Fan Yiyang stopped the car and turned to look at him with narrow eyes.

"Ah?" Liu Xiaoman was taken aback, looking at Fan Yiyang.

Why did you ask yourself in circles?

The images in the video last night were messed around in his mind, Xia Liang's face was still wrapped in it, he quickly shook his head: "No."

Xia Liang came out of the house, looked up along the alley, and Luo Hao was wandering not far in front.

He whistled.

"Fuck!" Luo Hao immediately turned his head and jumped when he heard the sound, "I was thinking that you couldn't specify this point, and I didn't dare to look for you."

When Xia Liang walked down, Luo Hao wanted to bump his shoulder, but he lifted it up. He took a look at Xia Liang's arm but didn't dare to bump it, so he put it down again, and continued to ask him: "Why are you so early today? Didn't you sleep?"

"Run." Xia Liang said.

"What?" Luo Hao was stunned, "Are you sick?"

"Ah," Xia Liang nodded in agreement, "Probably so."

"..." Luo Hao stared at him, thinking that this person is crazy.

After realizing that it was Shang Liangshan's idea, he scolded again: "Damn it, the stupid class teacher has the same virtue."

"The old pig messed with you again?" Xia Liang said.

"My mother gave in to him. He made me stand in class early in the morning. If I couldn't see me before morning reading, I called my mother to stand for me. The dog can do anything... "Luo Hao said.

Xia Liang smiled, the old pig was the head teacher of his previous class, he was good at teaching things in class, he was also a good at treating the students, and he used this kind of trick that seemed harmless but could annoy people to death Trick, he belongs to the kind of student who is not very easy to get caught, he is not afraid of recording mistakes or calling his parents, and he didn't take advantage of it when he was in Lao Zhu's class.

For a homeroom teacher like Shang Liangshan who has no means and loves to talk about feelings, Lao Zhu can hit ten with one hand.

"Why did you mess with him again?" Xia Liang said.

"I really haven't dared to recruit him recently, knowing that he is waiting to catch the model as soon as the school starts." Luo Hao kicked a small stone away depressedly, "I didn't do the homework for the National Day, and he just messed with me like this. Don’t tell me to make it up, just let me go there early in the morning to punish me, stand for a day, and give me a card for me to hold--'I didn't finish my homework and was kicked out of the class', so funny !"

"Only you?" Xia Liang asked with a smile.

"That can't be done," Luo Hao shook his head, "Guo Wei Xiaopang's grandchildren have to stand in a row with me today, and we are the most stupid scenery on the third floor."

After he finished speaking, he laughed himself, and poked Gu Xialiang with his elbow: "Why don't you go back and stand with me? How boring, your class."

"It's quite polite." Xia Liang glanced at him.

Luo Hao chuckled halfway.

When he arrived at the stall selling pancakes at the school gate, he stopped to buy food and asked Xia Liang, "What do you want to eat? I invite you."

"Someone took it." Xia Liang refused, and took out his phone to check the time.

"Damn, Huang Hui is still chasing you?" Luo Hao scanned the QR code on the stall, then hooked his head and called the boss: "Two intestines and two eggs, no coriander."

"Who?" Xia Liang didn't hear clearly.

"Can we not be so scumbag?" Luo Hao paid the money, turned his head and sighed at Xia Liang, "The one in class ten, didn't he buy you food every day last semester, lunch, afternoon water and evening drinks, and give it to you on the Ghost Festival A piece of chocolate, you don’t want it, and I’m crying because of the anger.”

"Oh." Xia Liang remembered.

There is such a person, but it is not as exaggerated as what Luo Hao said. For a while, he always wanted to bring him food, but he refused. He didn't take it seriously, and he was not interested.

Feelings are chasing people.

Such a way of chasing can also chase a fool.

But this is not the point of Luo Hao's words that attracted him.

"Is that the Hungry Ghost Festival?" He looked at Luo Hao, "Are you spending the Hungry Ghost Festival in your spare time?"

"Isn't it?" Luo Hao looked dumbfounded, and forgot to say, "Isn't it just Valentine's Day in July and a half? It's on my lips, it's in the lunar calendar!"

"The high school entrance examination." Xia Liang said.

"...Your uncle!" Luo Hao smiled and wanted to beat him.

There were a lot of students at this time, and they were all shopping for food. The stalls at the school gate were all piled up one after the other. Xia Liang felt annoyed, so he said "Let's go" and walked towards the school gate.

"You won't wait for me?" Luo Hao looked around on tiptoe, looking for an acquaintance to accompany him, but before the acquaintance saw him, he saw Liu Xiaoman first.

"Hey, Xia Liang," he patted Xia Liang on the back, "Your deskmate."

Xia Liang turned his head in the direction of Luo Hao's finger and glanced. It was Liu Xiaoman, but he was not alone. There was Fan Yiyang next to him. The two were talking and laughing in front of the egg-filled biscuit stall, pushing a stupid bicycle.

"Actually, every time I see Fan Shen riding a bicycle to and from school with a small disability," Luo Hao shook his arms and legs, and looked at the opposite side with a smile. It’s the feeling of workers carrying their wives to work on their backs.”

Shaking by himself is not enough, he still wants to ask Xia Liang: "Is it? Is there any?"

Xia Liang looked at him.

"Looking at what?" Luo Hao said.

"See when you become blind." Xia Liang said.

After he finished speaking, he left again. Luo Hao said "Huh?" and rubbed the corners of his eyes while waiting for his pancakes: "What are you talking about... Didn't the eyeballs get clean?"

Exams plus holidays, I didn't run for a while, and everyone in the class was a little reluctant to resume morning running.

Shang Liangshan came to the playground on time with arms folded to count people. There are more than 60 people in the class, and more than 20 are late.

"Look at what you look like." He stood on the edge of the runway and frowned, "Lazy, lazy, not at all energetic."

"Whoever wakes up early for a run can wake up happily." Someone from the bottom answered.

There was a beginning, and the others immediately began to echo: "Yeah, don't run away, pull it down!"

"Quiet!" Shang Liangshan shouted.

"Why do you run around in spite of the year..." Someone didn't stop in time, Shang Liangshan glared at him, and the class swayed to and fro.

"Just started school, still want to celebrate the festival?" Shang Liangshan snorted, "The next festival will be in winter."

"Don't tell me there will be a sports meeting, teacher, will it? It's okay to let the sports meeting go without holiday." Someone asked.

"The sports meeting has been postponed, at the end of October." Shang Liangshan said, "I don't see you wanting to exercise too much."

"Ah—" the class dragged its voice and shouted again.

It doesn't matter whether you do sports or not, the main thing is that you don't have to go to school every year when you hold a sports meeting, and holding it for two or three days is more comfortable than going on vacation.

"Otherwise you won't be able to hold back, and you will be more lax than the other." Shang Liangshan stopped talking nonsense with them, waved his hand at Yu Shou, shouted and started to run.

The brigade ran away in a hurry, only Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang were left half disabled on the side of the track.

Shang Liangshan stared at them for a while, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

One left and one right.

"You two..." He cleared his throat and thought about it seriously, "Can you run?"

Liu Xiaoman didn't speak, and turned his eyes to Xia Liang.

He could, but Shang Liangshan kept letting him and Xia Liang run together. After the two of them got used to running, it felt very stupid and meaningless to run alone.

"...What do you think?" Xia Liang looked at Shang Liangshan.

"You can come, I'm already very touched by this spirit." Shang Liangshan said with a wooden face.

"Hey." Xia Liang sighed, didn't want to say a word, turned to look to the side.

Liu Xiaoman lowered his eyelids and kicked the ground with the tip of his shoe.

Ever since he saw Xia Liang on the playground, he didn't dare to look at him.

Last night—even before meeting Xia Liang—except for his slight surprise at Xia Liang's suspected sexual orientation, a little curiosity, and his embarrassment that he secretly flipped through other people's mobile phones and took the opportunity to masturbate. He actually didn't think much about Xia Liang himself.

He took yesterday's muddle-headed calcium tablet experience as a reasonable agitation in adolescence.

Isn't there such a saying that adolescent boys can see a hole in the wall, and a sow with a cleaner look can have beautiful features.

Porn movies are porn movies, regardless of whether the main character is a man or a woman or a pig, if the atmosphere is "pornographic", anyone who watches it can fantasize and be stimulated.

As for Xia Liang's face getting mixed up in it, when he was chatting with Fan Yiyang, he dedicated a nerve to think about it, it was purely a side effect of the accidental kiss last time.

And he is wearing Xia Liang's earphones, watching Xia Liang's collection of pornography on Xia Liang's mobile phone, and he is all alone inside and out, so it's hard not to substitute it.

In the end, he resolved it quite well. In broad daylight, the two of them looked at each other. The inexplicable and invisible heat last night boiled all at once, and it turned into a pot of paste that gurgled in his head. with.

Rounding it up, it means that he thinks about masturbating at the same table.

Standing next to the real Xia Liang now, Liu Xiaoman wanted to hug his head a little bit.

What's the matter...

Liu Xiaoman muttered there by himself, and Xia Liang didn't intend to take some exercise with his injuries. Shang Liangshan walked around for a few steps, and suddenly let out an "hey" with great interest.

The two looked at him together.

Seeing the light in Shang Liangshan's eyes, both of them felt a thump in their hearts at the same time.

I am not afraid of being a physical education teacher as a class teacher, but I am afraid that after becoming a class teacher, what I think will happen.

"Otherwise, you two don't want to run anyway, so let's practice walking." Sure enough, Shang Liangshan came up with a new idea, and he was quite satisfied. .”