sick beauty monitor

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students who had already packed their things in the audience were already ready to move.

The math teacher sighed with a headache. He was so active during the class, but he was so active after class. Did these guys come to school for dinner?

It dragged on for a while.

After finally waiting for the teacher to wave and say that get out of class is over, within 2 minutes, there are very few people left in the classroom.Because Ji Ze and Jiang Hao are students on duty, they stay to clean up.

Two people divide the work, and one person sweeps half.

Ji Ze cleaned up the garbage very meticulously, and the corners and corners of the garbage were also cleaned up. Naturally, the speed was slower. When he finished sweeping a large group, he found that Jiang Hao had already cleaned up to his side.

He asked, "Have you finished sweeping over there?"

Jiang Hao swept very quickly, and replied with a smile: "The sweeping is over."

"You didn't just sweep it casually, you didn't clean it up, did you?" Ji Ze was suspicious.

"You have wronged me. Although I am not active in memorizing, hygiene is closely related to the grades of our class. How could I mess around." Jiang Hao quickly swept the gap under the seat, sweeping away most of the garbage, and some Obviously he didn't bother to pay attention, but he still spoke very dutifully, and his serious demeanor was hard to doubt.

Jize paused, then said again: "You finish your part, go eat first, don't help me."

Of course Jiang Hao refused, and found a reasonable reason, "You forgot to take out the trash? How can I take it all by myself."

There are many people in the class, and an astonishing amount of garbage can be produced every day. Each class is equipped with a giant trash can that is half the height of a person.

Jiang Hao: "Hurry up and finish it, go eat, I'm starving to death."

Ji Ze felt his stomach, and really couldn't wait any longer, so he speeded up.Finally got everything done, and at the last step, you can leave after taking out the trash.

Jiang Hao walked into the utility room next to the podium, where cleaning tools and trash cans were specially stored.As soon as Jiang Hao walked in, he was immediately forced to back out again.

Ji Ze was surprised: "What's wrong?"

He wanted to go forward, but Jiang Hao immediately stopped him with his hand.Jiang Hao pinched his nose with one hand, frowned hard, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know which bastard poured the soup, it stinks to death, don't come here, I will faint you later."

Looking at his vivid expression, Ji Ze couldn't help laughing, "I have to take it down anyway, so I can't get close to it."

"and many more."

Jiang Hao returned to his seat, took a pack of tissues, took out two sheets, wrapped the handles on both sides tightly, dragged the trash can out, and said to Ji Ze: "Let's go, let's go back quickly."

He looked like who would go to hell if I didn't go to hell.

Ji Ze burst into a smile, accidentally inhaled the strong smell, and immediately frowned.

Jiang Hao winked at him with an expression of "Let me tell you".

Ji Ze wanted to say something, but considering the poisonous gas he had just inhaled, he swallowed his words silently, raised the handle on one side, and raised his chin to signal the door.

Holding their breath, the two quickly took out the trash and returned to the classroom before going to the bathroom to wash their hands well.

Jiang Hao shook the water in his hand, "Do you think we should write a note to remind them that next time it stinks like this, it will kill me, I'm hungry, smelling that smell, I won't be able to smell it later Know if you can eat or not."

"I'll talk about it in class tonight." Ji Ze nodded, his face full of approval.

Jiang Hao nodded, and walked towards the door, but found that Ji Ze didn't move, "Why don't you leave?"

Ji Ze walked towards the wall, "I want to go to the bathroom, you go first, I will follow later."

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, "...after you say that, I feel like going to the bathroom a little bit."

Ji Ze was used to his off-key words, so he ignored him.But after school time, there are many empty toilets, Jiang Hao chose the urinal next to him.It's obviously nothing, but Ji Ze himself has some thoughts. He stood next to him, and his ears felt hot unconsciously.

Without squinting, Ji Ze calmly took off some of his pants, and went to the ordinary toilet as usual.

But the bathroom was very quiet, and the sound of water falling seemed even more empty and abrupt.

Ji Ze couldn't hold back his curiosity, and subconsciously glanced to the side, then his heart tightened, his face felt a little hot.Feeling that the size of the other party is one of them, and the more important thing is how brave I am, I want to see it, but I actually watched it!

He pulled up his pants pretending to be natural, raised his head flatly, unexpectedly met Jiang Hao's smiling eyes, looking at his waist.Although he knew that he had already put on his pants, he was still taken aback, "Why are you laughing!"

"It's nothing." Jiang Hao shook his face calmly, put on his pants, turned around and washed his hands in front of the sink.

With a guilty conscience, Ji Ze didn't dare to say anything, washed his hands and walked out.

The two went downstairs side by side, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Ji Ze tried to break this strange state, and said bravely, "You plan to eat later..."

Before the two words could be said, Jiang Hao stopped him. He said abruptly, "Did you peek at me just now?" There was still a narrow smile on his face.

Ji Ze was startled, he couldn't find any excuses, he turned his eyes away, and inadvertently panicked, glared at him and said, "How would you know I was looking at you if you didn't look at me!"

It’s okay if you don’t say it, it’s even weirder if you say it...

Two men go to the toilet and peek at each other's smut.

Jiang Hao smiled, with a meaningful expression on his face, "I understand, you want to compare with me, right?"

Ji Ze couldn't think of any other reason, so he nodded stiffly.

"What's the result?" Jiang Hao continued without letting go.

Ji Ze rubbed against the armrest, "...no result."

Of course, Jiang Hao noticed his movement, and followed him, "That's because you didn't see it clearly. Next time, find a chance and compare yourself? For example, in the bathroom of the dormitory?"

"..." Ji Ze was completely stunned.

He is very clear that he has different thoughts about Jiang Hao. Although he doesn't know when it started, he just pays more and more attention to this person, paying attention unconsciously. Even peeking just now was impulsive, doing bad things, and his heart beat Very fast, very afraid of being discovered.

But in the end it was noticed by the other party.

The other party asked, but he didn't think his behavior was weird and disgusting, but he was embarrassed, and invited him to the toilet next time for a good comparison.

It's normal for boys to compare this.But Ji Ze is aware of his situation and has never compared himself with others.

Now that Jiang Hao said that, he didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief, or to be nervous about the next time.

"If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your agreement." Jiang Hao made a quick decision without giving Ji Ze any time to react.

"No..." Ji Ze opened his mouth to say something, but Jiang Hao grabbed his wrist.

"Let's go, go eat, there's nothing left."

Immediately blocked his words.

During the late repair time, the publicity committee issued a notice saying that a new blackboard newspaper would be published, encouraging students who can draw and write well to help.

Jiang Hao was sleeping on the table, turned his head to look at Ji Ze, who was lowering his head and seriously doing the test paper, and suddenly thought of something, raised his hand actively and said, "I will help too."

Ji Ze turned to look at him in surprise, "Are you going to write?"

Having been at the same table for nearly two months, Jiang Hao's handwriting is very clear, strong and powerful, and the strokes are chic, which is completely at a level that can participate in the hard-tipped pen calligraphy competition.

Jiang Hao shook his head and smiled: "No, I plan to draw."

Ji Ze was curious.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, "Wait to see my masterpiece."

The propaganda committee member said: "I told the teacher that after finishing the homework, you can use the late repair time to draw board newspapers."

So, after writing most of the homework, Jiang Hao was too lazy to do the rest, and he just finished writing it himself, got up and walked to the blackboard at the back, and discussed in a low voice with other students how to draw.

Jiang Hao put forward his own idea, "Since we are the subject of study, how about drawing a Q version of a character doing homework next to it?"

Adding some cute elements is also good.The propaganda committee member nodded, "Yes."

He drew as he said, Jiang Hao stood in front of the blackboard holding chalk, seriously looking really good.There was someone sitting next to Ji Ze who had been sitting for a long time and talked a lot, but now he was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly became quiet, so he looked back several times distractedly.

After a while, a surprised voice suddenly came from the back of the classroom.

"Hey, is it my illusion? Why does this character look so much like the monitor."

"It's not an illusion, what I drew is the monitor."

Jiang Hao didn't look left and right to talk about him, and nodded his head in acknowledgment.

On the blackboard, there is a cute and cute boy in Q version, with slightly curled hair, tightly pursed lips, big and bright black eyes, holding a pen and concentrating on doing the test paper.Not far from the blackboard, there is a character prototype sitting, whose movements and appearance are surprisingly consistent.

Looking at it like this, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

However, when Ji Ze heard the movement, he tilted his head and looked at them suspiciously. Just in time to meet his gaze, the propaganda committee member smiled even more happily and pointed to the blackboard.When Ji Ze saw it, he understood instantly, and without hesitation, he gave Jiang Hao a look, and then turned around and began to draw on the draft book, reciprocating courtesy.

The Propaganda Committee laughed: "Look, the squad leader is angry with you."

Jiang Hao shrugged and took out the rag, "Or I'll wipe it off?"

The propaganda committee quickly stopped her, "Don't, it's so cute, it's a pity to wipe it off."

To prevent him from being impulsive, the propaganda committee member moved the small bucket filled with water and the rag to his side, and said, "After drawing another frame, you can go back."

It looks like the bridge will be demolished after crossing the river.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and smiled, he came here just to draw a picture of Ji Ze, how could he do it.

After completing the task, Jiang Haozhen returned to his seat immediately, and started teasing his deskmate Daye again.

"Hey, Ji Ze, what do you think of my painting of you? Does it have your charm? I have restored the fried hair on the top of your head."

As soon as Ji Ze heard it, he touched the top of his head reflexively, and then reacted, pursed his lips and put down his hand.

Jiang Hao laughed.

Ji Ze was upset, and threw the paper he had just drawn in front of Jiang Hao as if venting, and said angrily, "Here it is for you!"

Jiang Hao asked curiously, "What?"

A stupid and clumsy pig's head was drawn on the paper, with an arrow pointing at the pig next to it, and a name - Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao was out of breath, and instead drew an identical pig's head next to it, with Ji Ze written next to it.

Pointing to the newly painted pig, he smiled and said, "Is it very similar to you? Look at the same style of fried hair on top of the head."

Ji Ze laughed angrily and reached out to grab it, "Give it back to me."

It was clear at a glance that he was going to paint it off or tear it up, so Jiang Hao refused to give it to him, and avoided it nimbly, saying with reason: "What you gave me is mine, how can you take it back."

After going back and forth several times to attract the attention of the surrounding students, Ji Ze restrained himself a bit, glared at him, stopped grabbing, and lowered his head to review his homework seriously.

Jiang Hao also stopped, sighed a little regretfully, looked at the couple's pig's head on the paper in his hand, snickered, and silently put it away.