The scumbag lied again [System]

During the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, the school does not force the third year to participate. Those who are tired from studying can join in the fun, and those who don’t want to join in the fun can go to self-study.

Ou Zaiyang and Li Gengchen didn't go down, they stood in the corridor on the fourth floor and glanced casually.

When they came out, the phalanx had already left, and after several rounds of nagging by the principal, director and student representatives, three rows of salutes from the left and right happened to be greeted.

The parking lot behind the teaching building seemed to explode, and there was no end to the front and no end to the back.

"In this environment, learn a fart." Ou Zaiyang looked at the playground and snorted.

Li Gengchen looked at the playground without saying a word for a long time, Ou Zaiyang touched him with his arm, "Hey, your mind wanders a bit frequently recently, what's the matter?"

As Ou Zaiyang spoke, he raised his right arm to hang it around Li Gengchen's neck, but when he got closer to this person, his arm was pushed away by a force.

This time the right arm is not right, and it is even more wrong to put it down.

?

The good arm is not allowed to take it?

Li Gengchen also felt that he was overreacting. Seeing Ou Zaiyang's bewildered expression and wanting to speak, he didn't know how to explain, so he abruptly looked away.

Ou Zaiyang became even more angry.

"what happened?"

What's the fuss?

"Is it okay to give arms between good brothers? What the hell do you despise me now?" Ou Zaiyang frowned a little, and his tone was not polite.

After hearing his first three words, Li Gengchen's face became paler, and the hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.

"I..." Li Gengchen punched him forcefully, "My arm hurts a bit."

Ou Zaiyang: "..."

"Where does it hurt? Let me see?" Ou Zaiyang took a step forward, no matter how big the fire was, he had to hold back, just as he was about to reach out, Li Gengchen dodged it.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." He couldn't avoid Ou Zaiyang's gaze, and Li Gengchen hid twice, looking at the playground to change the topic: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ou Zaiyang: "?"

Seeing Li Gengchen's somewhat chaotic pace, Ou Zaiyang grabbed his hair and kicked it against the corridor wall.

The same table avoids him.

His mascot actually hides from him!

But he didn't even know what wrong he did or what happened.

Li Gengchen pushed open the bathroom door and went straight to the sink, rinsed it with cold water for a long time, took out his mobile phone and sent a period to the person who noted L.

The other party replied:?

L continued to ask: Can't help it?

Li Gengchen held his finger for a long time, put it away without saying anything.

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Ou Zaiyang was left aside by Li Gengchen for the first time, and the spoiled school bully was a little at a loss in front of the mascot.

I kind of want to punch someone.

Qu Zaiyang went to the third floor full of anger, kicked open the door of Class [-], carried Cheng Nan's deskmate away with his hands, and the two-meter radius around Cheng Nan was instantly empty.

Cheng Nan brushed the paper thrown by Lin Yilin too late last night, and slept peacefully on the table, but after Ou Zaiyang threw him out with the hat of his deskmate, his desire to survive woke him up .

Cheng Nan rubbed his eyes twice, but still couldn't see people clearly, but Ou Zaiyang's restlessness had already surrounded him.

"What's the matter, Second Mom? Who messed with you?"

Ou Zaiyang snorted and said nothing, picked up the paper under his arm and glanced twice, Cheng Nan saw that he stared at him seriously and explained a few words.

The last time he tore off his face and stunned himself to come to his house, the Lin family's parents really liked him as a kid. They heard that his grades were not very good, and now he was focused on studying, so they pressed their heads to let Lin Yilin help him if he had nothing to do. .

Then he basically threw over a mind map of a class in two days, the kind that can string together the whole book, and basic elementary school students can understand it.

"Who messed with you? Let me beat him up for you?" Cheng Nan rolled up his sleeves and stood up. As long as Ou Zaiyang opened his mouth, he would help him beat him up the next second.

"You can't beat him."

Cheng Nan: "?"

Is there anyone in this world that he can't beat?

"Who? From our No. [-] Middle School?" Cheng Nan was stunned. He and Ou Zaiyang basically went through all the names and surnames of No. [-] Middle School. Is there anyone he can't beat?

As long as he doesn't have accidents like seeing blood and seeing ghosts, he can draw with Ou Zaiyang.

"Ah."

"Who is it? Let's go, I don't believe we're going to do it." Cheng Nan got excited, picked up her schoolbag, packed up her things and went home to copy guys. Since she was in the third year of high school, she had fought at the barbecue stall last time, and now she can't count. It's been so long.

"Don't worry, I'll bring the candy belt guy this time, and I'll beat him to the knees and call him dad." Cheng Nan swung his schoolbag on his back, pulled away the chair, lifted his legs and left.

"If I don't beat him up and call him Dad, then I'm not Cheng Buyi, I deserve to be beaten..."

Ou Zaiyang didn't move, he stretched out his arm to grab Cheng Nan's schoolbag strap.

Cheng Nan was still thumping forward: "Second Mom, don't stop me, I will definitely beat you back today. I don't care about him, I don't believe it..."

Ou Zaiyang chuckled, raised his eyelids and said, "Li Gengchen."

"Even Li Gengchen, I still beat him until he called me dad..." Cheng Nan's schoolbag was pulled to his side by him, and his tongue almost flickered in the middle of his mouth, "Who are you talking about?"

"I'm at the same table, Li Gengchen." Ou Zaiyang loosened his schoolbag belt, "You said, beat him for me until he calls me daddy."

"No, no, no..." Cheng Nan, who came to his senses, saw him stand up and wanted to leave, and threw himself in front of him, "You heard me wrong, I didn't say anything, I haven't heard of dad."

Ou Zaiyang pulled out the hand that was held by him, and grabbed his neck, the hot air from his breath penetrated into Cheng Nan's neck, his eyes changed, and he asked in a low voice: "Son, Dad asked you a question. "

Cheng Nan was subconsciously shuddered by his sudden seriousness, "As long as I'm not playing the god of learning, don't ask me questions, I can do whatever I want."

"Do you feel uncomfortable when I hook your neck like this?"

Cheng Nan: "?"

Is this a new delivery proposition?

"No." Cheng Nan shook his head, looking to see if Ou Zaiyang had a fever. Isn't that how the two of them hook up every day?

"Then let you sleep with me in the same bed and cover with a quilt, do you mind?"

Cheng Nan's face became more and more confused, but he still shook his head. He had slept on Ou Zaiyang's 1.8-meter bed dozens of times at least, so what did you mind?

"You are a f***ing one..., you are like me, don't you mind?"

Cheng Nan poked her elbow: "Get out, Brother Yang, how many times have I told you that although I like boys, I like all the f-cking boys, okay?"

Cheng Nan gave him a big roll of his eyes. This kind of consensus reached many years ago, what is this person doing now?

Ou Zaiyang was also confused, "You don't like labor and capital like this, who the hell can you fancy?"

"If you want to take care of it, you came here to ask this?"

Ou Zaiyang let go of the hand hooking his neck, and he felt the same confusion as Cheng Nan: "You sleep on the same bed with me, it's okay to hook shoulders and backs, why can't I be at the same table?"

People who like boys frankly don't mind labor and capital, and mascots are fucking disgusting.

Cheng Nan rubbed the small shoulders that were ravaged by Ou Zaiyang, and didn't hear him say for a moment: "What? What did you just say?"

Ou Zaiyang felt like he was on the edge of his own horn. He wanted to ask Cheng Nan to answer his questions, but he seemed even more confused.

Cheng Nan watched the man leave with a puzzled expression on his face. He stood still and scratched his head, replaying the conversation between the two just now, and finally came to the conclusion that Uncle Ou Zaiyang had come.

……

Au smoked half a cigarette in Yangzang's toilet, and after rinsing, stood at the window for a long time to blow the wind.

When he returned to the class, Li Gengchen was still not there, and Ou Zaiyang looked at the empty seats, his brows were a little more irritable.

Ou Zaiyang came over and kicked his chair away, took the draft paper and some papers and left without saying a word.

Mo Yue and Zhao Yan didn't look at each other until the back door was opened and then closed.

"Yangshen took explosives?"

Mo Yue shook her head, who would know what Ou Zaiyang was thinking.

Ou Zaiyang was hiding in the study room of the library. When the door was closed, the bustling world outside was cut off. He chose a seat by the window and sat down, followed by the modules Li Gengchen organized to complete a set of comprehensive .

His current habit of brushing questions is generally to focus on mathematics, physics and chemistry first, and then to a certain extent to look at Chinese and English to take a breather.

It is easy to ignore the outside voices coming from your ears if you don't pay attention to them. After finishing the questions, Ou Zaiyang put down his pen and stretched. As soon as he relaxed his tense expression, the outside sounds came over.

The noise is getting smaller and smaller. It is estimated that the opening ceremony performance is coming to an end. The first event in the daily practice of the Second Middle School Games is basically track and field. Not surprisingly, it should be 5000 meters, [-] meters and long jump.

Ou Zaiyang turned his head and looked out the window. Sure enough, the rubber track had begun to clean up people, and the sound of whistles and gunshots were constantly being adjusted and tested.

"Buzz." A message came from the phone in his pocket.

Ou Zaiyang frowned, took out a message from the monitor asking him where he was going, he didn't even have the desire to reply, so he turned off his phone, Ou Zaiyang picked up his pen and sighed.

After thinking about it, the mascot's dislike for him was nothing more than his dislike for his poor studies, otherwise what else could it be?

Ou Zaiyang wished he could chew all the books in front of him into his stomach, and eat them like a big fat man.

Pulling off the cap of the pen, Ou Zaiyang just swiped it twice, and the pen ran out of water.

"Even you are against me." Ou Zaiyang finished talking to the pen in the trash can, and returned to the classroom holding the test paper.

Ou Zaiyang sat down in the classroom, and found that the class was reduced by half, only Mo Yue and the little nerd were still there, and when Ou Zaiyang arrived, they all surrounded him.

"Yang... Yangshen..." The little nerd pushed his glasses, pretending to be calm and said, "Why didn't you go cheer up?"

Ou Zaiyang looked up: "?"

"That's right, when breaking the record is so important, isn't it a little bit that you weren't there..." Mo Yue shut up after talking.

Ou Zaiyang: "Break the record?"

"After all, 5000 meters is still very tiring, and our class took the test papers to refuel."

"Who?" Ou Zaiyang still didn't understand after listening for a long time, "Who ran 5000 meters?"

As soon as Ou Zaiyang asked, the whole audience seemed to be frozen, and only the little nerd came back to his senses the fastest: "God of learning, you...you don't know?"

Ou Zaiyang shook his head, and the others looked at him speechlessly.

After all, Xueshen was the record holder last time. Even the juniors who just entered school knew about this kind of thing, but Ou Zaiyang didn't know it after three years?

"Then you really don't want to cheer?" The little nerds were ready to leave with their notebooks in their hands.

"No." Ou Zaiyang bowed his head and continued to write questions after finishing speaking.The whole person exudes the breath of death that can't go away, and then ask to die.

The little nerds and the others looked at each other. After watching for a long time, no one dared to say anything more. They were all ready to pack up and leave. Ou Zaiyang was still immersed in the questions.

Mo Yue took the hammer now and tugged at Zhao Yan's sleeve: "I'm really angry."

"Sure enough, it has something to do with the god of learning."

The voices of the two are not loud, but they can be heard by Ou Zaiyang.

Ou Zaiyang was in a trance, and looked down. Fang Fang, who should have written the root number three, had written the word Xueshen.

"Yangshen..." The little nerd's voice came from the front door.

Ou Zaiyang stood up awkwardly, bent down and took out the thermos cup in his schoolbag, hung the thick coat he didn't usually need on his arm, pulled out the chair and walked out. go."

"I'm not going to cheer him on."

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