School grass he is too good

Lin Jian looked contentedly at the sweet and sour pork ribs that he had worked so hard to snatch before. He almost glanced at the ribs after taking a bite of the meal, feeling that it was extra delicious.

As for why not eat it while it's hot?That's of course because of the delicious food, which must be saved until the end!

"Hey, Brother Tiao!" Lin Gun was a natural acquaintance, and he saw Cheng Tiao looking for a place with a dinner plate from a long distance away.

"Ahem——" Lin Jian choked on a mouthful of food unprepared, he quickly stretched out his hand and beat his chest vigorously twice to swallow the food, and then managed to feel better.

After experiencing the social death after school, when he saw Cheng Tiao now, he remembered the idiot look in his eyes.

After kicking Lin Gun fiercely under the dining table, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "You must be sick. Are you familiar with him? Just call him."

"Yes, isn't it convenient for me to sit here?" Cheng Tiao's expression was somewhat indescribable.

As soon as he walked over with the dinner plate, he heard Lin Jian's words, and his feelings for this classmate Lin became more complicated for a while.

A scumbag, an idiot, and an underdeveloped cerebellum. In addition, Cheng Tiao has another evaluation of this person at this moment, a childish ghost who engages in small groups to exclude xenophobia.

Lin Jian: "..." What a chicken

"Convenient, very convenient." Lin Jian immediately patted the empty seat beside her, wishing to write the four big characters of warm welcome on her face.

Cheng Tiao raised his eyebrows, chuckled inwardly, and sat directly beside him.

After putting the dinner plate on the table, he almost made the animal next to him jump. He has heard that people in the north eat a lot.

But he still felt a little unbelievable: "How did you convince the boss to use the washbasin to serve you food?"

"Pfft—" Lin Gun almost spit out the soup, but fortunately, Lin Jian who was sitting opposite him had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately pushed his head down so that he was not affected.

Cheng Tiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately he didn't sit next to Lin Gun just now, otherwise he would be the one who was affected by him now.

Wei Lan, the labor committee member who was unfortunately affected, silently clenched his fists. He looked at his rice bowl that was affected by the soup, and almost reached out and pushed Lin Gun's head into the bowl.

"What's a washbasin? Ma La Tang already has this kind of bowl." Lin Jian tried to restore his image. Could the washbasin be too much?

Cheng Tiao originally used chopsticks, but after accidentally rubbing against Lin Jian's elbow a few times, he switched to holding a spoon with his right hand to eat.

After eating two mouthfuls of shrimp fried rice, he found that the other party was still looking at him stubbornly, as if he wanted to get an explanation from him.

Cheng Tiao chewed slowly a few times, and after realizing that Lin Jian was still staring at him, he finally said helplessly, "I understand the truth, but your Malatang bowl is indeed full of rice."

Lin Jian glanced at Wei Lan and Lin Gun who were opposite, and asked in confusion, "Is there any difference?"

Wei Lan was eating dishes that were not harmed by Lin Gun, and she subconsciously shook her head when she heard Lin Jian's question.

After Lin Gun thought for a while, he suddenly hit the palm of his hand with his fist: "I understand, the difference is that the Malatang meal is more filling!"

"Would it? But I think Malatang is also quite bloated." Lin Jian frowned slightly, as if he didn't agree with Lin Gun's words.

Cheng Tiao lowered his head expressionlessly and crazily ate the rice in his mouth, wanting to finish eating early and leave early, and for some reason, he always felt that people around him were looking in their direction, probably because of the idiot aura of his tablemate.

Lin Gun suddenly looked under the table as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and then looked at Cheng Tiao enviously: "Wow, brother Tiao, your legs are so long."

The seats in the cafeteria were originally low, and Cheng Tiao had to straighten his legs when sitting, but Lin Gun and the others chose this seat with their backs against the wall.

As a result, he couldn't fully extend his legs, and he could only bend them and look a little aggrieved, but in this case, the toes of his shoes still touched the wall.

Lin Jian glanced down at the opponent's legs, and found that they were really fucking long, which made him straighten his legs a little unconvinced, thinking that he should not be too short.

Lin Gun, who was eating well on the opposite side, suddenly yelled, causing Cheng Tiao to tremble in fright, and looked up at him in surprise.

"Fuck, Lin Jian, you must be sick. How could I have messed with you again!" Lin Gun, who was kicked unpreparedly, fell backwards and got stuck between the wall and the chair.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Lin Jian withdrew his legs with a guilty conscience. He just accidentally forgot that there was a person sitting opposite him.

This familiar scene reminded Lin Gun of the scene where the other party was stuck after school.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Jian's nose, his fingertips trembling slightly: "You, you, you, you fucking calculated it, you did it on purpose!"

"I really didn't mean it." Lin Jian looked helpless.

Wei Lan on the side looked at Lin Gun, who was struggling desperately but his buttocks were still slipping down, and said quietly, "Should I give you a hand?"

"Yes!" Lin Gun said sternly.

Wei Lan nodded, then turned her head to continue eating with peace of mind: "Yes, you should!"

Lin Gun: "..."

Cheng Tiao couldn't help making him laugh, and put his fist against the corner of his mouth, not daring to add insult to injury and laugh too wildly.

But soon his smile froze, because Lin Gun chose to save himself after noticing that his friends were all bad guys without conscience.

So, he hugged the long legs beside him and tried to use his strength to sit back.

Cheng Tiao was so violent that he nearly rolled under the table. He subconsciously grabbed Lin Jian's collar and stretched his legs back.

But it really pulled Lin Gun back abruptly.

Lin Jian was suddenly pulled by the collar, almost rolled his eyes from being strangled, he pulled his front neckline vigorously to prevent himself from being strangled to death by his unscrupulous deskmate.

I don't know if the desire to survive was too strong, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and immediately pulled the zipper from the collar to the open, and his breathing became much easier.

After breathing heavily for a while, Lin Jian felt that he was alive again, and he looked at Cheng Tiao with some resentment: "You are here, are you..."

"Food kills!" He said sternly after taking a look at what he hadn't finished eating.

Cheng Tiao's mood was also a little complicated. He quietly looked at his palm, and then suddenly grabbed Lin Jian's hand.

Lin Jian startled him, and quickly wanted to take back his hand, but unfortunately, his strength was not as strong as Cheng Tiao's, and he seemed to be struggling feebly.

He glared at Cheng Tiao with the expression of a good woman who was molested: "Why, you want to be a hooligan."

Cheng Tiao handed him the things in his hands, and then curled his lips at him indifferently, with the words "You are an idiot" written all over his face.

Lin Jian looked down at the label code that the other party had stuffed into his hand, and was taken aback for a moment, his expression immediately turned into awe: "It's amazing, you can tear off the label without strangling me, you really are a master."

"Crap." Cheng Tiao couldn't hold back his laughter and cursed out loud, naive criticism!

"Thank you, Brother Tiao, for saving my life." Lin Gun respectfully served the marinated egg that he hadn't eaten yet, but unfortunately he was intercepted in mid-air.

He glared at Lin Jian who was opposite him angrily: "What are you doing, this is my tribute to Brother Tiao."

"It's your father and me who saved your dog's life at the expense of your life. You should thank me." Lin Jian took a bite of the marinated egg rationally and vigorously, and then raised his eyebrows with a somewhat embarrassing stroke.

Cheng Tiao glanced at him thoughtfully, then picked up a duck leg in his stewing pot, put it gently into Lin Jian's washbasin and said pityingly, "Come on, eat more, dog daddy .If you can't make up your brain, at least grow up."

Lin Jian: "..."

Lin Jian laughed out loud as soon as he rolled, if he was a dog, wouldn't Lin Jian who claimed to be his father be a dog's father?

After slapping his thigh excitedly, Lin Gun couldn't help pointing at the other person's nose and laughing loudly: "Hahahaha, dog daddy!"

"I don't know what your son of a bitch is laughing at." Lin Jian took a bite of the duck leg viciously, it was so delicious!

Cheng Tiao sneered, lowered his head and continued to eat his meal, when suddenly a chopstick appeared in front of his eyes, which made him subconsciously lean back a little, and looked at his tablemate with some puzzlement.

"Hey, from the truth, the aunt in the stewed pot area is actually a relative of your family, right?" Lin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression of seeing the truth.

Cheng Tiao breathed a sigh of relief, he thought this man was such a dog that it would be fine to eat a duck leg from him, but he actually wanted to eat the shrimp in his bowl.

After thinking for a while and finding that there was no connection, he asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

"Because..." Lin Jian's eyes lit up with the light of wisdom.

"That aunt is really stingy. A stew pot only gives a few pieces of meat, most of which are necks and duck ribs. If you are lucky, I will give you a duck rack to eat." Wei Lan said quietly, looking at Cheng There was a trace of envy and hatred in the jumping eyes.

Cheng Tiao realized it, and gave the other party a large piece of duck breast in the stew pot. When he looked away slightly and met Lin Gun's innocent and hopeful eyes, he fell silent.

After looking at the brighter and brighter eyes on the opposite side, he sighed lightly, under the incredible gaze of the other side.

Cheng Tiao put the large piece of ginger in the stew pot into the opponent's bowl: "Hey, let's make do with it."

Wei Lan and Lin Jian burst out laughing, and at the same time picked up the duck meat and took a bite in front of the unlucky child, and then said loudly: "It's so delicious!"

Lin Gungun almost burst into tears, he threw the piece of ginger on the table angrily, and said angrily several times: "It's not nice to meet people, it's not nice to meet people!"

"I finally know how you passed the Chinese 81 test. You used words indiscriminately." Lin Jian mocked him, and poured all the sweet and sour pork ribs that he hadn't eaten in front of him on Cheng Tiao's plate inside.

Cheng Tiao shyly put a few pieces back on his plate, because there were too many. He originally wanted to order sweet and sour pork ribs, but it seemed to be a popular dish in No. [-] Middle School, so he didn't order it because he came too late.

Lin Jian patted him on the shoulder generously: "Hey! Why are you being polite to me, eat!"

Seemingly seeing that Cheng Tiao was a little embarrassed, he thought for a while and added: "It's okay, I didn't like to eat much, the color is like shit."

Cheng Tiao, who had just bitten off a piece of pork ribs, had a complicated expression on his face. At first he thought the sweet and sour pork ribs were sour and sweet and delicious, but after this stupid remark, he neither ate nor vomited. .

No, this description is too fucking disgusting!

Cheng Tiao suddenly lost his appetite, and he gave Lin Gungun all the ribs on the plate: "This is suitable for you."

Lin Gun's psychological quality was much better than his, and he stuffed the big piece of meat into his mouth without hesitation.

Then he proudly made a face at Lin Jian: "You said you queued up to grab something earlier, and after tossing and turning, you didn't fall into my bowl. I didn't expect it! Hahahaha..."

Smiling and laughing, he was suddenly choked, covering his neck and rolling his eyes, his expression looked quite devilish, and it was Wei Lan who was on the side who kindly punched him on the back twice.

Cheng Tiao shook his head amusedly, and said that next time he had to eat with these two idiots at noon, otherwise something would happen to his stomach sooner or later.

"Cheng Tiao! Didn't I warn you not to come again?"

Cheng Tiao was holding the stew pot carefully and was drinking soup, when a roar suddenly sounded behind him, which scared him so much that he choked a mouthful of soup into his nose.

He quickly put the stew pot back on the table, covered his mouth and coughed vigorously several times.

Lin Jian who was beside him patted him on the back full of concern, feeling a little happy in his heart, thinking that it was your turn to be choked.

"You run the school, or is the headmaster your father?" While caring about his deskmate, Lin Jian didn't forget to say a few words to that person.

Cheng Tiao raised his hand slightly to signal him not to shoot anymore, his liver would be smashed to pieces.

After taking out an unused tissue from his pocket and wiping the corners of his mouth, he turned his head and looked at the classmate who looked good but was very strange opposite him: "Who are you?"

"Oh, me?" The male student laughed angrily when he heard Cheng Tiao's words, and he hummed softly, "I, I am the uncle!"

"I'm still your father, why are you talking to your father!" Lin Jian patted the table with displeasure.

But he was actually a little secretly happy in his heart, because he cleverly took advantage of two shares, and he could share one share with Cheng Tiao.

After eating Cheng Tiao's duck leg, Lin Jianjian made up his mind to recognize this brother. Although this brother's past was very complicated, he didn't mind!

From now on, they share their children and share their troubles!

The author has something to say: Lin Jian: From now on, Cheng Tiao will be my brother, we will share our children and share our difficulties!

Cheng Tiao: I bought you a duck leg? ? ?

Boys' friendship is probably as simple and happy as that 23333