Days and nights for school grass

Pei Yun stared at "Fly Legs" for a full 5 minutes.

He felt a slight threat.

Fat Monkey threatens his status as a metaphorical master.

During these 5 minutes, Fat Monkey kept sending messages asking for his opinion.

Pei Yun touched the screen with her finger, ready to reply a message.

Fat Monkey's latest news popped up: "Okay, brother Pei, you don't have to praise me, I'm floating, I don't think even if it's you, this sentence can't be changed better."

A vein popped up on Pei Yun's forehead, and he poked furiously at the screen, replying: The word fluttering in the wind is very problematic, and it can't reflect the robustness mentioned above at all.

Fat Monkey: Ask for advice with an open mind, and pass tea to the boss.

Pei Yun: Change it to, when you blink, your eyelashes seem to be doing sit-ups.

Fat Monkey didn't reply for half a minute.

Pei Yun waited patiently, crossing her legs.

Fat Monkey: I tasted it carefully, Brother Pei is Brother Pei, so amazing.

Fat Monkey: The word sit-ups is very expressive, connecting the past and the future, with a trace of man, absolutely.Did you write this sentence?Don't you have something to ask him, just write this sentence and make sure it's done.

Pei Yun: I don't want to write it. I have to slowly appreciate such a wonderful metaphor. I'm afraid Qin Zhou will be too moved.

Fat Monkey was very sorry that Xueshen couldn't see such a wonderful metaphor.

He thought of another person: I can show it to your partner.

Pei Yun: "..."

He didn't tell Fat Monkey that it was the same person.

After Pei Yun stabilized his status as a metaphorical master, he put away his phone.

He would never write flylegs on it.

What's the difference between this thing and a red apple?Give him the black history again?

Pei Yun intends to replace the red apple with a brand new and touching rainbow fart, this time he absolutely must not let Qin Zhou have a chance to touch the phone.

Twice is enough for video recording, and once again he jumped off the back hill of the school, and it was done once and for all.

He wrote this manuscript for a full day.

Pei Yun felt dissatisfied, and searched a lot of good words and sentences on the Internet, as well as describing the characteristics of the characters' appearance, and finally compiled a whole article.

Something is missing.

Pei Yun looked at the high mountains, white clouds, spring rain, winter snow, and fell into deep thought.

It feels like a soul is missing.

He turned his head and asked the boss, "God Xue, what do you think of my writing?"

The boss didn't even think about it: "Shock the world."

Pei Yun was actually quite happy, "Thank you, brother."

Qin Zhou: "..."

In the evening, Pei Yun went to take a bath first, and when Qin Zhou went to wash, he took out the rainbow fart.

Holding the paper, he walked up and down the room while chanting words.

Originally, Pei Yun wanted to memorize it, so it would be more sincere.

But it is too difficult.

It was also strange to hold the paper in front of him and read it.

Pei Yun was suddenly blessed.

He ran to the door of the bathroom a few steps, knocked on the door, and shouted loudly: "Can you hear me?"

The sound of the shower stopped.

Qin Zhou said, "I want to go to the toilet and go outside."

Pei Yun squatted at the door, "It's okay, you wash yours."

Qin Zhou didn't know what he wanted to do, and didn't know whether to continue washing for a while.

There was no sound of water for a long time, but the person outside the door rushed up first, "You wash it, don't catch a cold."

Qin Zhou looked at the door for two seconds, turned on the faucet, and poured warm water on his head.

Pei Yun sat at the door of the bathroom, tore the paper into strips, picked out a few long and thin ones, and folded up the stars.

He stacked the stars very skillfully, his fingers fluttered, and soon a chubby star appeared in his palm.

He quickly folded a few, gathered them in his hands, and flicked them in like marbles along the crack of the door.

Pei Yun felt that the stars were a bit monotonous, so he found a new piece of paper and folded a rose.

The sound of water stopped.

Pei Yun's flowers were almost finished.

He counted the time silently, and when he stopped, the door opened behind him.

The smell of mint enveloped Pei Yun. He raised his head with a smile, and presented it to Qin Zhou as if offering a treasure, "Flowers match beauties."

The paper is light red A4 paper, and the paper flowers are lifelike and charming.

This is not the first time Qin Zhou has received flowers, but it is the first time he has received paper flowers.

Qin Zhou smelled the fragrance of flowers in a daze.

Qin Zhou held a cluster of stars in the palm of his hand.

His Adam's apple moved, and he reached out to take the flower in the young man's palm.

Qin Zhou thought, he has something to ask for.

Even so, he succumbed to Pei Yun's tricks.

"It's beautiful." Qin Zhou boasted.

Pei Yun said triumphantly: "That must be done, he is good at it."

When he was still young, he would fold a lot of patterns and sell them in the classroom to earn some snack money.

Qin Zhou: "What's good at playing, is it stacking flowers or sending flowers?"

His tone was very ordinary, as if asking casually.

Pei Yun's nerves tensed slightly, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Your brother Pei's flowers are all sold, and I only gave them to you, this one alone."

Qin Zhou didn't say anything more.

But Pei Yun knew he had passed.

Pei Yun was puzzled: why should I be so guilty?

Also, is Qin Zhou a vinegar essence? Isn't that happy?

Pei Yun was a little dumbfounded, but bubbles of joy filled the bottom of her heart.

Qin Zhou bent down and pulled him up, "What do you want from me?"

Pei Yun pointed to his hand, "Didn't you see the words on the stars?"

"I see." Qin Zhou didn't intend to take it apart, "You can repeat it."

Pei Yun: "..."

Retell a ghost.

All he remembers is the flylegs of sit-ups.

Pei Yun was stuck for two seconds, and could only play freely, "You are my spiritual food, if I don't see you for a day, I will be very anxious."

Qin Zhou: "..."

Pei Yun: "You..."

Qin Zhou stopped shouting, "It's fine."

Pei Yun: "No, not enough sincerity."

Qin Zhou: "I feel it."

Pei Yuncheng said: "I didn't say enough."

Qin Zhou: "..."

It was too silly to stand at the door of the toilet. Pei Yun pushed Qin Zhou to sit on the bed, and he jumped onto the bed himself, chattering for half an hour.

Qin Zhou was forced to fart one ear of Rainbow Fart.

A bit noisy.

But it seemed to be filled with something, Qin Zhou looked at him quietly and even said and gestured.

Pei Yun stopped when he was thirsty, "At the same table, let's have a discussion. I will use this painstaking work in exchange for you to delete that recording."

"Yes." Qin Zhou agreed.

Pei Yun couldn't believe it, "Agreed?"

Qin Zhou: "Yes."

Pei Yun wanted to continue to praise him, but he heard him say: "It was deleted yesterday."

Pei Yun: "..."

Because it was recorded and videotaped again, it is a bit pitiful.

Qin Zhou wanted to tell him, but Pei Yunmiao fell asleep and couldn't hear him.

I don't want to say anything.

Pei Yun felt that she was really miserable.

On Thursday, a new transfer student arrived in Class [-].

Lao Sun led the transfer student in, "Mr. Dai, excuse me for a few minutes and introduce a transfer student."

Dai Lian was still very polite to the old grandson, "Please."

She turned her eyes and landed on the girl behind him, a little surprised.

The girl is very beautiful, with exquisite features, and the ugly school uniform of No. [-] Middle School can't conceal her demeanor at all.

The whole class gasped.

Only Pei Yun and Qin Zhou were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other.

"My name is Zhuang Yulan, and I'm from City B." She looked in Qin Zhou's direction and smiled at him.

Qin Zhou nodded his head in return, and stopped looking at her.

Pei Yun bumped him with an elbow, "It's coming for you."

Qin Zhou: "Don't make trouble."

Old Sun: "Everyone get along well and take care of the new classmates. I'll see where you sit, and you sit..."

He was a little embarrassed, the only vacant seat was a very naughty boy at the same table.

"Teacher." Zhuang Yulan said softly, "I'm not in good health, and I want to sit somewhere away from the air conditioner."

Old Sun nodded, "Yes, where do you want to sit?"

Zhuang Yulan pointed to the fourth row, "The last row is next to the corridor."