speed and love

During the big break, after finishing radio gymnastics, Qi Shan was going to go to the cafeteria to eat, but just as he walked two steps forward with his pocket on his shoulders, someone grabbed his arm.

He looked up, and the one standing in front of him was Shen Zhou.

"Come here." Shen Zhou directly pulled him towards the playground.

Shen Zhou's palm was cold and a little soft.

Next to the cafeteria is a wide playground. The crowd of people doing exercises has dispersed, and there are running and leaping figures everywhere on the field.

"What is this for?" Qi Shan was taken aback, a little confused.

"Play ball." Shen Zhou waved his arms twice at Zhuang Lin on the playground, jumped up to catch the basketball thrown by him, dribbled twice, looked at Qi Shan with arrogant eyes, and waved at him twice .

If there is a disagreement, the game will be embarrassing, and there will be no time for mental preparation.

Qi Shan raised the corners of his lips and smiled, threw his school uniform jacket aside, bent down and cut off his ball.

Then he turned around with the ball and jumped, ready to shoot a jumper.

As soon as he raised his toes, Shen Zhou rushed in front of him, raised his wrist and pressed forward, blocking the ball.

The ball rolled to Shen Zhou's feet, but he didn't pick it up, he just looked at Qi Shan with arrogant eyes, and pushed back the bangs on his forehead.He stretched out his right hand to him, gave him a thumbs up, and turned towards him.

Mouth to him word for word:

You in the end, okay?

Qi Shan didn't intend to be serious, just smiled with one corner of his mouth tilted, picked up the ball again, and dribbled it twice.Turning around, passing Shen Zhou, running under the basket, preparing to jump and smash the ball with one foot, the moment his wrist was pressed down, Shen Zhou suddenly jumped up from the side, the timing was very clever, the strength was steady and ruthless, and he slapped lightly. , Exactly right, he missed the direction.

The ball flew to the side, hit the ground, and jumped a long way.

Qi Shan didn't go to pick up the ball, but stood beside the basketball hoop with his hands in his pockets, squinted his eyes and said to him with a smile: "Shen Zhou, I'll fuck you."

Shen Zhou supported his waist with one hand, and couldn't help grinning.

"Smile." Qi Shan gouged him out, "Are you looking for trouble?"

Shen Zhou didn't answer him, bent down and took a bottle of drink from the table next to him, handed it to Qi Shan and said, "I said something harsh yesterday, I'm sorry. How about I apologize to you?"

Qi Shan took the drink, unscrewed it, took a sip, looked into the distance and said, "I also have problems with my thinking, I shouldn't look down on the racing car."

Shen Zhou took two steps back and squatted on the basketball table, raised his head and looked at him: "Tsk, can you apologize to me?"

"Brother Zhou." Qi Shan also jumped onto the stage, shook for a while, looked at him and said, "Thank you."

Shen Zhou was a little confused, so he touched his nose and asked, "Thank you for what?"

"It's okay." Qi Shan shook his head, then looked at him with firm eyes and said, "What kind of competition is that, when you go to participate, can you take me with you?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhou was so happy that he almost jumped up.

After screwing on the cap of the bottle, Shen Zhou swallowed a mouthful of water and said excitedly, "Then let's form a team."

"Success." Qi Shan reached out his hand and gave him a high-five.

Anyway, just try it.

Both of them didn't let go of their hands, they turned their palms into fists and clenched tightly together.

The dry palms are delicate to the touch, and both hands are equally youthful and veined.

The sun flashed, and the two looked at each other, and both lowered their heads and laughed.

The third class happened to be physical education, so Qi Shan simply sat on the basketball table and spread out his long legs.

Boys who are developing have very clear bones, and the knees are sharp and beautiful.

"Actually, my second uncle has always been against me riding a motorcycle." Qi Shan looked up at the sky. The sky at the end of October was vast and far away, with a little light blue.

"why?"

"Dangerous." Qi Shan pursed his lips, and said in a flat tone, "My family is supported by me alone."

Shen Zhou turned his face to look at him, took a sip of water, and didn't know what to say.

He wanted to ask a little bit, what about your parents?Is it really what Fang Xian said?

The abrupt Adam's apple twitched twice, Shen Zhou swallowed and said, "Then it's not easy for you."

Qi Shan glanced at him sideways: "My original intention was not to sell miserably."

Shen Zhou adjusted his expression, changed his tone and said, "Then you are fat."

The school bell rang.

Qi Shan stood up from the table with his pockets in his hands, walked straight to the playground, and said very mighty and domineering: "That must be, I am your domineering."

Shen Zhou jumped up, hooked Qi Shan's neck from behind, and began to sing: "Ba Ba Ba Ba, where are we going?"

Qi Shan pushed his arm, and let go when he didn't push it away, glanced at him, and said nonchalantly: "Mentally retarded."

After school in the afternoon, Zhuang Lin came to look for Shen Zhou, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder on the Wutong Avenue on the campus. Zhuang Lin said, "I saw you and Qi Shan in physical education class today."

"What's the matter with your tone of questioning your cheating boyfriend?" Shen Zhou peeled off a mint candy, threw it into his mouth and said.

"Is there?" Zhuang Lin scratched his head and said, "My tone is very flat, calm."

"Damn your hair." Shen Zhou pushed his shoulder, "Suddenly sent me a text message in class saying that you want to cut your hair. When I went back to you, I was almost caught by Lao Yang."

"Because of my hair style, I was demerited five times, and I will be demerited once more." Today Zhuang Lin made a special trip to the student union, trying to sneakily cross out the demerit, but he didn't expect to be discovered by that little classmate up.

It was still the last time I remembered the little classmate he threatened to beat up.

It's not that the friends don't meet each other, the man stares at him with big righteous eyes, and stutters and asks him what he wants to do.

Coincidentally, the dean came over suddenly.

Zhuang Lin's brain twitched, he pulled him aside, covered his mouth, and squeezed behind the pillars in the corridor.

"The little classmate who remembered my name, he..." Zhuang Lin looked at his right hand in a daze, recalling the cool touch of his lips rubbing against the palm of his hand, "... his lips are very soft."

"Damn it?" Shen Zhou turned his head and glanced at him sharply, "Did he help you?"

"Get out of here." Zhuang Lin raised his hand and punched him, "If you disagree with me, you'll talk dirty."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Lin lowered his head and crushed a few brown leaves on the avenue.

That little classmate, except that his lips are very soft.

He also has a pair of gentle brown eyes like a deer.

"Hey, I'm back to my senses." Shen Zhou waved his hand in front of him, "What kind of hairstyle do you plan to cut?"

"I don't know." Zhuang Lin shook his head, "But it must conform to the image of our six-middle-class group of three beautiful men."

"It's good to burn an exploding head."

"It is estimated that the next day after the perm, the class teacher exploded on the spot when he saw my end."

Shen Zhou couldn't hold back his joy when he heard it, and pushed Zhuang Lin into a "smile hair salon" in front of the school.

The owner of the hair salon is an uncle in his 50s. When he saw the two of them coming, he thought he was very fashionable and said, "Hello, two handsome guys, which one of you will get your hair cut?"

"Hey." Shen Zhou stood up on a chair and sat down, pointed to Zhuang Lin and said, "This handsome guy has his hair cut."

"What kind of cut do you want?" the uncle asked standing in front of the mirror.

"Be more mature." Zhuang Lin thought for a while and said.

"I think Lao Yang's hairstyle is the most mature." Shen Zhou stroked the top of his head, "Here is a circle of baldness, Mediterranean-style sadness. It is more mature."

"That won't work. I want someone who is slightly familiar. He is too familiar." Zhuang Lin waved his hand, "After cutting it, I will go to my 50th birthday."

The uncle thought for a while and said, "Let me design one for you personally."

"Okay." Zhuang Lin agreed happily.

Shen Zhou lowered his head to play with his phone, but didn't watch the process.

After finishing the cut, he stared at Zhuang Lin for a long time, then hesitantly said, "Your end..."

Zhuang Lin stroked his roughly shaved hair and asked, "How?"

"Your head is a good one." Shen Zhou continued, "But, the hairstyle looks awkward."

The hair on the back of his head was pushed into green skin, but the bangs that were parted to one side were cut neatly, covering half of his eyes.Zhuang Lin's nose is too straight, which makes this hairstyle look a bit draggy.

"Get lost." Zhuang Lin gave him a sideways look, turned and left.

Walking a long way from the barber shop, Shen Zhou looked back again and said, "I think this shop should be renamed, 'You can't smile with a cut hair salon'."

After sending Zhuang Lin home, Shen Zhou felt that the motorcycle chain was a little loose.

I'm going to race against that Jiang Xiaolong on Friday, this car can't lose the chain at a critical moment.

On the eve of the competition, at noon on Thursday, Shen Zhou pushed the car to the Maoer Alley.

When he arrived at the place, he saw the same yellow sign at the door of the car shop broken down, and the same old tires were placed at the door without even moving the ground.

Qi Shan wasn't there, one big and one small were sitting on the mat at the door, staring at him together.

The older boy with a crew cut, dark skin, looks tall and strong, with a fierce look in his eyes, he looks like a man not to be trifled with.

There was a small table in front of Little Light Bulb Xuanxuan, he seemed to be writing something just now, he raised his head and looked at Shen Zhou expressionlessly, without saying a word.

"Hey, little light bulb." Shen Zhou put the car at the door, "Where's your tiger hat, why didn't you wear it today?"

The flat-headed youth glanced at Xuanxuan and asked, "You two know each other?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Zhou felt familiar.

This mouthful of Northeast dialect was the voice from the opposite door when Shen Zhou came over last time.

Hearing his question, Xuanxuan rolled his black and white eyes, nodded and pointed at Shen Zhou and said, "He is a big brother who can transform."

puff--

Shen Zhou put his hands in his pockets, and boasted Xuan Xuan: "You have a really good memory."

The crew cut youth asked Shen Zhou, "Are you here to repair the car?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhou pointed to his motorcycle with his eyes and said, "I was here last time."

"Oh——" the crew-haired young man pointed to the half-open door and said, "Dashan is taking a nap inside."

Shen Zhou glanced at it, and was hesitating whether to go in, when he saw the young man with the crew cut standing up.

He said, "Come on, I'll take you in."

Shen Zhou glanced at the half-opened door, and walked over, a little curious as to what was inside.