anonymous babe

The first class in the afternoon was history, and just as the preparatory bell rang, the always serious and serious history teacher Chen Lao Gudong walked into the classroom.

Chen Old Antique's real name is Chen Dao, and he treats students' studies seriously to the point of rigidity.He is old but refuses to accept his old age. He is almost [-] and still stands at the forefront of education.

The old man was wearing a pair of lace presbyopic glasses, and one of the legs of the mirror was broken, so he found a rope and tied it to the back of his head, fearing that he would not be able to take it off, so he did not dare to tie it too tightly.

With a shake of the head, the glasses fell down.In class on weekdays, I can only hold on to my glasses while flipping through textbooks.When you need to turn over the textbook and write on the blackboard, you can only support the textbook, look at the words on the book, and then turn your head to write two words on the blackboard.However, his movements are slow, turning pages slowly, writing slowly, and even reacting slowly after reaching a certain age.

While the old man turned around and wrote the title on the blackboard.Zhou You turned his head and glanced at Lin Jiahua's empty seat, feeling faintly worried, "Hey, Pingzi, Jiahua hasn't come yet, do you know where he went?"

"His legs didn't grow on my body, so I don't know where he went." Li Ping gave him a sideways look, but there was gloating in his eyes.

"You're in a good mood today!" Zhou You obviously caught a glimpse of the expression on Li Ping's face and asked.

"Come on!" Li Ping raised his head, staring straight at the old black and green woolen thread on the back of Chen Old Antique's head.

Zhou You tilted his head and just looked at Li Ping for a while.

"What are you looking at?" Li Ping asked.

"Pingzi..." Zhou You hesitated before saying, "I think you seem to have changed recently."

"What changed?" Li Ping raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes, pretending to be angry, "Is there no time to scold you, and you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou You frowned and shook his head, "No."

Li Ping gave him a white look.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and the first class was halfway through, when the door of the classroom suddenly knocked.

"..." The eyes of the group of drowsy students under the podium who were tortured by the old and antique classes were instantly attracted by the knock on the door.

"Enter!" Old Antique Chen put down the book tremblingly, turned his head slightly, and looked at the classroom door as well.

"Squeak..." The classroom door opened, and a face flushed from running wildly appeared in the crack of the door.Gao Bo just appeared at the door. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and shouted, "Report!"

Chen Old Antique's eyes under the presbyopic glasses poked Gao Bo fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come here now? Why did you go?"

Gao Bo blinked his eyes timidly, "Come on, the alarm clock didn't go off, sleep...too much."

"Hahaha..." The whole class burst into laughter, and Gao Bo blushed so much that he was about to bleed.

Chen Old Antique also blushed, but he was angry.The old man has been teaching books all his life, and he likes the history of blood and tears of heroes such as hanging beams and awls and buttocks, gouging walls to steal light, and lying on fire to taste courage, so he naturally cannot accept Gao Bo's words. He trembled with one finger, trembling. He said repeatedly, "You son, you can't teach it, you...you, go out and face the wall."

Gao Bo grimaced, closed the door obediently, and went out to face the wall.

Li Ping stared at Gao Bo's movements, smiled contemptuously, and cursed in his heart, "You idiot."

Gao Bo exited the classroom and stood obediently by the wall, feeling extremely depressed.From childhood to adulthood, although he was not such a dazzling and attention-getting child, it was true that he never let his parents and teachers worry about him.How can you imagine it, just came to C City No. [-] Middle School for a few days, and was punished by the teachers to stand, go to the office, fight with bad students, and demerit...

"Okay, you're not the only one punished to stand." The person standing next to him snorted disdainfully.

"You still say!" Gao Bo turned his head, gave the instigator a hard look, and said bitterly, "Why do you turn off my alarm clock, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be late."

The corner of Lin Jiahua's mouth twitched, but he still pretended to be a rascal, "I called you so many times, but you not only get offended, but also dragged me to sleep with you, do you have the nerve to blame me?"

"You're talking nonsense, when did I drag you to sleep together?" Gao Bo was anxious and angry, his little face turned red and turned white and turned black.

"Five ten minutes ago." Lin Jiahua looked up at the ceiling.

Gao Bo was about to explode, "I was in my own bed, sleeping on my own, I didn't pull you, don't spit blood."

Lin Jiahua glanced at him quietly, "Are you sure that's your own bed?"

"What do you mean?" Gao Bo's eyes widened.

Lin Jiahua took something out of his trouser pocket and threw it into Gao Bo's hands, and said coldly, "This is my room key, and your bed, actually... it's mine."

"Impossible." Gao Bo hurriedly took the key and glanced at it.After reading it, he hurriedly took out his key from his pocket, and compared the two keys together carefully.

"How?" Lin Jiahua squinted at him.

"How could you..." The corners of Gao Bo's mouth twitched a few times, and he said in a low voice, "Obviously... obviously no one's, only mine..."

"Who gave you such an illusion?" Lin Jiahua turned his face halfway, and looked down at Gao Bo condescendingly, "Have you ever seen a four-person room in any school for one person?"

"What evidence... do you have?" Gao Bo began to feel a little guilty, he scratched the wall with his fingers, and asked in a low voice.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the teacher in charge." Lin Jiahua said confidently, and at the same time, there was a faint sense of self-satisfaction in his heart that he himself felt shameless.

"Then... where are the other two?" Gao Bo turned his head and glanced at him quietly, "Where are they?"

Gao Bo was actually absent-minded when he asked, and one of his subordinates accidentally took off a small piece of lime plastered wall.

Lin Jiahua's expression changed instantly, and he pretended to be angry, "What are you doing? Can you take good care of public property? Do you think this is the wall of your house?"

"I... didn't do it on purpose." Gao Bo cried with a sad face, and immediately put his hand back behind his back, not daring to move it.

Apart from the old antique voice slowly speaking classical Chinese from time to time in the classroom and the occasional half-dead students answering a few words, there was no other sound in the corridor.

After that, Gao Bo didn't say anything, and Lin Jiahua naturally didn't say anything.

The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon slanted on the two people on the inner wall of the corridor through the large window in the corridor, and the two figures, one tall and one short, were also projected slantly on the white wall. It seemed that the two stood very Close, almost shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand.

"Hello..." Suddenly, Lin Jiahua said, "You... come here."

"I don't." Gao Bo squinted at him, not only didn't lean over, but moved a step away from him.

"Don't regret it." Lin Jiahua said.

"What can I regret?" Gao Bo muttered angrily, and added at the end, "I don't want to talk to you."

Lin Jiahua's handsome side face was facing Gao Bo, he put one hand into his trouser pocket, took out a small orange-yellow sugar ball, tore open the package, threw it up, raised his head and opened his mouth, the little sugar ball was like Obediently, as if he had been installed with data monitoring, he slipped into Lin Jiahua's mouth.

During this process, Gao Bo watched without blinking his eyes, and he could imagine how delicious the candy was without eating it.

Unknowingly, Gao Bo was so spineless that he gave in, and leaned against him with his small body.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Monday, it was sunny and sunny.Outside the classroom of Grade [-] and [-], a sweet smell of oranges almost filled the entire corridor.

A few minutes before the end of class, Chen Old Antique had a sore throat, so he took time out of the classroom and wanted to go to the tea room to order some water. He happened to see two teenagers, one tall and one short, standing in the corner, holding a "candy party". Out of anger, he said, "Hey, who, what are you doing? It's the two of you."

Gao Bo's body trembled, and he turned his head immediately, trembling, "Old, teacher, we, I..."

Lin Jiahua remained calm, and tightly held the undelivered pieces of candy in his hand, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Mr. Chen, he has hypoglycemia, and he will faint after standing for a long time."

"..." Gao Bo was frightened, and the ninja had the urge to turn around, so he bit the bullet and nodded in cooperation.

Chen Old Antique was out of breath for a while, and the cup in his hand almost fell to the ground, "You are young, you are good, you are young..."

He said how young he was several times in a row, and finally pouted his beard and rolled his eyes angrily, "You two, go to my office and stand."

"Yes." Lin Jiahua nodded naturally.

The author has something to say:

Gao Bo: I only see sugar, only sugar, only sugar...

Lin Jiahua: There are sugar in my pocket, hand, and mouth.