Beta was teased by me

With Lu's father's relationship, Sheng Cifan gave the green light all the way, and was placed in the examination room after filming, watching the football game without interest.

After waiting for about [-] minutes, the doctor hung the X-ray report on the viewing light, "Fracture of the coccyx."

Sheng Cifan focused on the word "fracture". He raised his hands, raised his head, and his back slightly tilted. The pain was so sharp that his fair face smashed back into the pillow, taking on the shape of an ostrich.

Sheng Ostrich muffled his voice: "Doctor, can I recover in the future?"

The doctor and Lu's father looked at each other, wanting to tease the pretty child, "It should not be possible."

Sheng Ostrich's ear exploded with thunder, and he turned his head to look at the serious-looking doctor. He just asked casually, how did he come to such a bad conclusion?

Father Lu asked: "It's so good, why did it fall?"

Sheng Cifan raised his right arm sideways and pointed his index finger at Lu Xiuyang who was playing with his phone like a log: "That's the culprit."

The culprit didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Father Lu asked the doctor some precautions, and the doctor explained a bunch of doctor's orders in detail. After listening to Sheng Cifan, he felt drowsy, and when his upper and lower eyelids were about to be completely glued together, the visit to the doctor finally came to an end.

Father Lu originally wanted to drive the two children back, but Sheng Cifan was not very willing and could not delay Father Lu's work.

So, he temporarily put aside his personal grievances and used his eyes to communicate with the enemy. After Lu Xiuyang repeatedly assured that he could send him home safely, Father Lu reluctantly let him go.

The taxi driver was a man in his forties, and he drove steadily. He only asked about the destination and never spoke again.

The car speaker was broadcasting the overview of the road section, with a little noisy current sound with bad signal, which seemed a bit noisy in this relatively confined space, which made Sheng Cifan feel depressed.

The doctor said, try to stay in bed for at least two weeks, and absolutely prohibit strenuous exercise within a month, but swimming is such a competitive event, if you don’t practice for one day, you know it, and if you don’t practice for three days, your peers know it!

He always does things carelessly, but he never misses training. Even if Lao Sheng forced his head to study a while ago, he never missed training.

It's good now, at least he won't be able to participate in training for more than a month, and he can't guarantee what level he will become when he can enter the water.

Lu Xiuyang put one hand on the car window, propped his head, put on his earphones, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sheng Cifan was not in a good mood, and he caught a glimpse of Lu Xiuyang's calm and peaceful posture from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that his years were so dark, he angrily tore off one of Lu Xiuyang's earphones and put them on.

"Question one..."

Sheng Cifan twitched the corners of his mouth like a ghost, took off the earphones with a dark face, and objectively commented: "I'm sick."

The security guard of the community can be regarded as watching the two children grow up. The mouse spirit who went out in the morning was still alive and kicking, and when he came back from school last school, he was sick and asked to be carried by someone. He felt a little distressed: "Fanfan, what's the matter?"

Sheng Cifan flattened his mouth and said in a stern voice: "If you are a little careless, you will be plotted against."

"There's no need to plot against you." Lu Xiuyang remained calm and indifferent as usual.

Sheng Cifan tightened his arms, locked his throat and sealed his pulse.

The two quarreled and quarreled all the way, and Sheng Cifan was defeated by his tongue again and again, and he said a cruel sentence in anger: "A real man, he doesn't move his hands but doesn't speak."

It was rare for Lao Sheng to rest at home, and was about to go downstairs to buy some fruit, when he opened the door, he happened to see Lu Xiuyang coming back with a grand speech on his back, and he listened to his hapless son's words verbatim.

Two people were fixed at the door, one was well-behaved and sensible, hard-working, and the other was perverse and aggressive, pinching someone's face with both hands, and full of aggressive threats.

Lao Sheng closed the door with a bang, and the two people outside looked at the closed door with question marks on their faces.

Five seconds later, Lao Sheng opened the door with a bamboo stick: "A real man, right?"

One moment before, Lao Sheng was gnashing his teeth at Sheng Cifan, but the next second he changed into a kind and kind expression like flipping through a book: "Xiuyang, you go back first, I will definitely take care of him today."

Lao Sheng took a step forward, Sheng Cifan's pupils shrank, and he instinctively leaned back. The action made Lu Xiuyang unsteady and took two steps back: "Dad, Dad, I have something to say!"

Old Sheng Zhutiao pointed, "Come down for me."

Sheng Cifan shook his head resolutely, lay down on the ground roguely, and hugged Lu Xiuyang's neck tightly, as if his whole body was attached to Lu Xiuyang's back, "No."

Lao Sheng rolled up his sleeves, and took another step forward: "You boy..."

Sheng Cifan closed his eyes and buried his face in Lu Xiuyang's shoulder.

Lu Xiuyang pulled out a hand and sent the plastic bag in his hand forward. After Lao Sheng took it, he quickly retracted his hand and hugged Sheng Cifan's leg that was about to fall, and pushed him up a bit by the way.

Sheng Fu looked suspiciously at the red cross on the bag, took out the medical certificate and glanced at it twice, then looked up at Sheng Cifan, then turned his gaze back to the medical certificate, and raised his eyelids after confirming again.

Sheng Cifan bit his lower lip lightly, and aggrievedly asked his teacher, "I'm already like this, and you still want to hit me."

Lao Sheng: "Hey, I'm sorting out the data, and I forgot what you said about wrestling."

Sheng Cifan rolled his eyes. If it wasn't for the hospital's solid diagnosis, Lao Sheng probably wouldn't have believed what he said, and continued to be miserable: "Am I still your son?"

Sheng Fu touched his chin, and spat out two words miserly: "No."

Sheng Cifan's long speech about complaining about his grievances was blocked by two simple and rude words, and he was frustrated, "Hey, take me back to my room."

Lu Xiuyang has always been talkative and indifferent, but now he is very deceptive in his obedience to bossy rhetoric.Sheng Fu, who was also simple-minded, would never think that his son's fall had something to do with him. He simply thought that it was wrong for his son to bully others, and he was thinking about how to teach him.

Lu Xiuyang: "Uncle Sheng, then I'll go back to school first."

Sheng Cifan was lying on the bed in a "big font", "Oh, by the way, help me bring my schoolbag back."

Sheng Fu raised his son's head and said hello: "Oh, what, Xiuyang doesn't have a name, does he?"

Sheng Cifan said without interest: "He has to be responsible to me."

Sheng·Suddenly Derailed·F: ...Why does this sound like my cheap son was offended?

Lu Xiuyang pursed his lips and smiled unfathomably, Sheng Cifan was keenly aware of the malicious intentions floating in the air, goosebumps crawled up his arms, "Forget it, Dad..."

Realizing that Lao Sheng was present, Sheng Cifan immediately changed the ending of the sentence, abruptly turning the "Dad doesn't need you to take care of it" that was about to come out into "Help, help me ask for leave."

At the end, Sheng Cifan narrowed his peach blossom eyes, put on a stiff smile, and politely added two words - thank you.

Lu Xiuyang nodded slightly, "I will be responsible for you, with me here, you will do better in the exam next time."

Lao Sheng was delighted to hear about this, and his gloomy face suddenly became as bright as a bright sun.

He just received the praise call from the head teacher in the morning. For the first time, he realized that it was a very touching thing for a child to be praised by the head teacher. He hoped that this touch could continue to flow: "Xiuyang, then Xiaofan is in trouble. is you?!"

Sheng Cifan: ...?

Lao Sheng never returned after sending Lu Xiuyang out, Sheng Cifan was dissatisfied, and he was really splashing water with his father who went out.

The phone flickered and turned on.

Da Fei: Brother Sheng, are you okay?

Sheng Cifan frowned and thought deeply, decided to pretend to be absent from class, and then accidentally got injured, asked for leave to recuperate at home, and replied: Dad skipped class for the first time, are you worried about a hammer?

Da Fei: You were hugged by Mr. Lu to skip class?

Sheng Cifan: They say that's not me anymore, be obedient, don't worry about it!

Big fly:……

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It was past one o'clock when Lu Xiuyang returned to school. Under the high temperature warning, the air seemed to be covered with a layer of sticky glue, and he was so stuffy that everyone hid in the classroom to blow on the air conditioner.

As soon as he stepped into the back door of the classroom, there was a small sound of tables and chairs moving, and his eyes in twos and threes pretended to float on his seat inadvertently.

Lu Xiuyang is used to the cold, just like what Sheng Cifan said, sitting in front of him, it's like having a separate freezer in summer, and you don't have to worry about getting hot at all.

A cup of milk tea was placed on the table, Lu Xiuyang took off the earphones on one side, his eyes were still cold and piercing, he couldn't remember his name, but he had an impression of his appearance, it was the one who delivered milk tea to Sheng Cifan last week.

Fang Zi lowered his head, not even daring to meet Lu Xiuyang's eyes, "Student Lu, do you have time after school on Friday? Let's go to barbecue together. I'll treat you."

Lu Xiuyang returned the milk tea: "I have something to do on Friday."

Fang Zi hooked the milk tea bag with his finger, his face was on fire, what he bought today was peach oolong, [-]% sugar, more ice, last time he clearly saw Lu Xiuyang robbing Sheng Cifan, why today...

Lu Xiuyang wrote down a letter in front of the listening test, and dual-purpose would not affect him to do the test.

He was too lazy to hit the pause button.

However, he is still a very well-mannered person, so he explained: "I don't drink milk tea, thank you."

Fang Zi gave a soft "ah" and asked again: "Then do you know Brother Sheng's phone number? I want to ask him if he wants to go to the barbecue?"

A trace of displeasure crossed his eyebrows, because his personality was too alienated and indifferent, and no one would take the initiative to talk to him if it was not important. Just now Fang Zi called him "Classmate Lu" cautiously, but he casually called Sheng Cifan "Brother Sheng" ".

The listening question next to his ear suddenly drifted away, and he rarely stumbled, and dropped a random guessed answer before the question.

Probably no one would believe that the ruthless machine that slaughters the list will also have the answer.

Lu Xiuyang: "If you don't go, he has something to do."

Fang Zi's stirring fingers stopped moving, Yang Wu's turned head froze, Ai Yingwen's pen froze, and Xie Fei was choked by the breath of cold air...

The whole class fell into a static time and space following that unimportant sentence.

Except for Lu Xiuyang, he put on the earphones again and continued listening.

Xiao Yong passed by the corridor of class three holding two forms. The atmosphere of the class was quiet and strange. He was too nervous and didn't think too much about it. Seeing that Sheng Cifan's seat was still empty, he stuck his hand in through the window and knocked on Lu Xiuyang's hand with the back of his hand. Desk: "God of learning, where is Sheng Xiaofan?"

On the paper moving with the wind, Lu Xiuyang accurately captured the four words "Participation Instructions" and turned off his listening: "When is the competition date?"

Xiao Yong looked at the registration form in his hand, God was really biased, Lu Xiuyang is a top student, and his eyesight is so good: "Not yet decided, it will be about a week after the official start of school."

Lu Xiuyang: "Is it an important match?"

Xiao Yong: "It's okay, it's jointly organized by seven middle schools."

Lu Xiuyang: "That Sheng Cifan will not participate."

Xiao Yong: "What?"

Lu Xiuyang: "It's nothing, just be responsible to him."

Xiao Yong ridiculed: "What you said, Sheng Xiaofan made a steel straight B, what are you responsible for!"

Lu Xiuyang sat on Sheng Cifan's seat, collected the papers on the table one by one, and stuffed them neatly into his schoolbag: "Zhi B said that."

Xiao Yong: ...

Class [-] people eating melons: ...

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