flying summer in june

Physical education class is another form of self-study class for students who love to study, and it is a liberating nature for students who do not like to study.

The summer in the south is hot because of the sun, so for most of the students, the beautiful things that can be done without the boring Chinese, math, English, etc. have become another kind of torment on the hot pot.

Standing at the window of the classroom and looking out, I only heard a sigh.Most of the students are unwilling to go out, and the result of asking for consent is that everyone is studying in the classroom, no running, no noise, and the most important thing is not to disturb the students in the next class who are in class.

Generally, in order to prevent people from heatstroke, the teacher will not say anything, and will agree to let them go.

It's really gratifying, applause.

However, what is also worthy of congratulations is that because the classroom is very spacious, (1) the number of students in the class is super small. Of course, it is because there are few students transferred in and many students transferred out. A large piece of space that can be used for free movement comes out.

Xu Nian, the teenager who held the same trash basket with June yesterday, lazily slung the black badminton bag over his right shoulder, walked in slowly with his 1.8-meter-tall long legs from the door of the classroom, and recited A kind of international style, wrapped in the brightness of the sun, with a white background and a blue border, the school uniform hangs on his strong clothes hanger, which looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he undresses. On the catwalk, the sunlight elongated his figure, dotted with dots on his shiny black hair, and from top to bottom, crawled on his well-defined face with a youthful but non-aggressive look.

That is, there is no superfluous expression...

Like... the second June.

"Give it to the teacher?" The young man jumped down from the table he was sitting on, holding a poplar branch in his mouth, dangling up and down. The branch should be a gift from an alumnus downstairs in the classroom on the way back to the playground in a few minutes It was picked under the tree next to the bench, and there was still a small piece of fresh green leaves at the end of the branch, striding towards Xu Nian, asking with a little disbelief.

"Hmm!" Seeing the boy's suspicious expression, Xu Nian hummed lightly.

"Wow, the teacher showed great kindness today." The young man was in a happy mood, and his words were full of youthful joy that could not be concealed, as if a large piece of thin-skinned pie full of minced meat suddenly fell from the sky, which happened to be accurate The ground fell into his wide and wide open mouth, and the taste was fragrant.

"A girl in the class next door fainted due to heat stroke." Xu Nian's tone remained flat, and he briskly took the badminton bag from his shoulder and tossed it to the boy.

"Hey, that's what I said, that's all, otherwise the teacher wouldn't agree so quickly, at least it would take a while."

Just as he was talking, the young man quickly took the black badminton bag thrown by Xu Nian, opened the zipper, and took out a pair of badminton rackets with blue handles and a white shuttlecock.

Feiyang, who was sitting in front of June, suddenly stopped the pen in his hand, turned around and put his hands on June's desk, as if watching an interesting performance, and after a while, he said meaningfully to the boy.

"Lu Qiran, your badminton skills are at the level of elementary school students. You can save your energy and give the racket back to the teacher later, so don't embarrass yourself here."

June moved her book back a little, leaving a large space on the desk for Fei Yang's hand, still looking down at the biographies in the back of the Chinese textbook.

June remembers that the boy Fei Yang called Lu Qiran met yesterday, June. At that time, he was calling Xu Nian, the boy who is now playing with him.

"Fuck off, let me show you what real technology is." Lu Qiran despised Feiyang's disdain, and said word by word with an arrogant face that refused to accept any malicious rebuttals.

However, after 5 minutes of kick-off, June deeply understood that Feiyang's contempt for the teenager was not groundless.Under the operation of technology, the badminton shot up and down with Lu Qiran's hand, and hit June's elf's little head accurately, with a thud, it landed on the book in front of June.

June didn't hum, but quietly raised her hand following her body's conditioned reflex and gently rubbed her smashed head.

Lu Qiran ran over from behind and apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't mean to hurt you, did I?"

Hearing the voice, June raised her head in a daze, before she could put her hand down: "It's okay."

It's really all right, June thinks, it doesn't hurt too much.

Feiyang turned around, raised his hand and patted Lu Qiran's body hard, and kept complaining: "Let's just say that your skills are not good enough. If you still don't believe me, you've hit someone now."

"That ball doesn't have eyes, you can hit it even if you are skilled." Lu Qiran rubbed his shoulders, thinking that this guy's strikes are really heavy, how could he get so much strength.

"Excessive words." Feiyang completely ignored them.

Seeing that June didn't intend to blame him, Lu Qiran turned his head and smiled at Feiyang, picked up the ball from June's desk, and ran back to the back.

In the end, within a few minutes, the ball followed the racket in Lu Qiran's hand and hit the other head accurately. The ball bounced twice on the table and then fell down the table legs.

History is always strikingly similar.

The girl who was smashed stopped writing quickly in her hand, stooped sullenly and picked up the badminton that fell on the ground without making a sound, and handed it to Lu Qiran who ran towards her at a quick pace, bowed her head and did not speak .

"Hypocritical."

The one who spoke was the girl who threw the broom on the ground and walked away yesterday.

Looking for the disdainful voice, June just saw the pair of white eyes rolled up towards the smashed girl.

"Isn't it just being hit by a badminton? What's the big deal? Look at your pitiful appearance, as if someone bullied you, how shameless?"

The smashed head didn't look up, and she didn't even grunt, after Lu Qiran took the badminton in her hand, she buried her head and continued to brush the questions in her red book.

There was no slightest resistance, but a little panic.

Lu Qiran looked at the way she just wanted to shield himself, the words of apology came to his lips and he swallowed them back, with a gust of wind cool and easy, he disappeared into the incident he provoked.

But the girl who rolled her eyes didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of the girl who was smashed. The more she didn't resist, the more she showed panic to her, the more vigorously she rolled her eyes.

When I got tired from rolling my eyes, I felt that it was boring, so I turned my head back with a "hum" still in the victor's posture.

Probably because of the turn of feng shui, or the cause and effect of good and evil, who would have thought that within a few minutes, the head of the girl who rolled her eyes would also be favored by Lu Qiran's white shuttlecock.

The girl was furious, and angrily pulled the chair away and stood up, only to hear the chair rub against the floor with a loud noise, and then hit the table behind violently. Draw a crooked black carbon line.

"Lu Qiran, please apologize to me." With an authority that cannot be questioned, denied, and unchallenged, the girl put her hands on her waist and let out a shocking cry, which was earth-shattering.

Seeing this, Lu Qiran hurried forward to present a hippie smiling face. Of course he couldn't make an apology, but his apology was extremely sincere: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." He finally admitted: "I'm poor at technology, so please ask a lot of adults. If you can punt, please forgive me!"

The girl didn't feel relieved at all, instead she began to curse: "You are insane, you don't go outside to play ball, don't you know that the classroom is a place for others to learn? Don't you know that it will affect others' learning? Let me hit you and try." Try? Don’t you know that hitting someone with a ball hurts?”

"Yes, yes, yes..." Lu Qiran nodded angrily, as if he didn't want to entangle her more, he turned his head to leave.

Seeing that he seemed impatient, the girl was furious: "Let me tell you, I will tell the head teacher in a while, saying that you are not doing well in physical education, playing ball in the classroom, and affecting other people's learning..."

"Ye Jia, are you finished?"

Before Ye Jia could finish speaking, Lu Qi suddenly started to shout at the top of his voice: "I've already apologized to you, what else do you want? I like to make small reports all day long, are you interested? You speak nicely because of your classmates For the sake of love, don't give you color and you just want to open a dyeing workshop, do you think everyone is Tang Yu? Are you bullying every day and dare not say a word?"

The girl who was not affected by the previous battle kept her head down and brushed her small red book. When she heard the word "Tang Yu", her shoulders suddenly trembled unconsciously, and she almost buried her head in the book.

Ye Jia was startled, and rolled another huge white eye at Tang Yu who was sitting behind her.

Still holding out a sigh of relief to Lu Qi, he pretended to be calm and said: "Huh, I'll tell the class teacher after class." Then he turned around and pulled the chair he pushed away, and sat down angrily.

Lu Qiran walked back with an angry face, and quickly handed the badminton racket to Xu Nian's chest: "I won't play anymore."

Xu Nian raised his upper body back, patted Lu Qiran on the shoulder, put away the racket tactfully, turned and walked towards the sports department.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ye Jia just pretended to go out with an empty cup, and came back with a cup full of water.

Of course, Lu Qiran didn't care about all of this, before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he was already lying on the table to meet Zhou Gong.