A villain in love dressed as school grass

Later, Zhu Bo and Pu Ziwen didn't run, because Pu Ziwen was raided by the homeroom teacher Liu Pingju, and Lin Nianping told him to go home quickly.

"It's endless, I said I'm not sick."

Pu Ziwen smacked it in his mouth, originally he wanted to run two laps with Zhu Bo, but it was all in vain.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Bo, who was the culprit, was still gloating.

"Go back, classmate Pu, if you are sick, you need to be treated." Zhu Bo put his schoolbag on his back and waved away with a smile.

Pu Ziwen didn't want to go home, he wanted to go directly to the Internet cafe to stay overnight, but he didn't expect to see Yan Wang arresting people online as soon as he approached the entrance of the Internet cafe.

Lord Hades is vicious, and the recidivists in Internet cafes can run faster than a [-]-meter sprint with their schoolbags in their arms.

"Stop! You guys, I see you!"

"Everyone will add another [-] words of self-criticism, and stand there for me!"

Lord Yan's legs and feet are naturally not comparable to a young and strong young man.

I couldn't catch up at all, so Lord Yan called the class teachers online to criticize.

Pu Ziwen barely retracted the foot that was about to step forward.

What a bother.

Pu Ziwen opened the door and was changing slippers in the porch when he heard Liu Pingju's voice.

"Mother Ziwen, you don't have to worry too much, as long as you trust our school and our teacher, the child's psychological symptoms will definitely recover."

"I'm relieved, very relieved," Lin Nianping nodded, "Xiaowen is back."

"It just so happens that your teacher is here, come on, come and talk to us."

Pu Ziwen: "..."

It seems that it is better to go to an Internet cafe to commit crimes against the wind.

Hearing Liu Pingju and Lin Nianping's painstaking education to him, Pu Zi could almost hear cocoons in his ears, these words were really repeated over and over again.

It's really not that he doesn't want to get a high score, it's just that his strength is like this.

Pu Ziwen couldn't help being lost in thought, was Pu Ziwen really happy to live in such a rigid and oppressive environment every day?

Is it the only way out to be a top scorer in the traditional sense in the eyes of teachers and parents?

Pu Ziwen thought about his parents who were busy with business, no matter how much he let him go, he would feel that it would be a disgrace to come last in the exam, Pu Ziwen couldn't help chuckling.

It's all the same, no one will look at his grades other than studies.

There was nothing to think about, Pu Ziwen simply didn't think about it.

Pu Ziwen secretly took out the phone from his side, and while the two adults didn't have time to look at him, Pu Ziwen opened QQ.

Clicking on the dialog box with the black line portrait, Pu Ziwen sent him a message while no one was paying attention.

- Zhu Bo, do you have an appointment for a night run?

-I compiled a whole set of long-distance running training courses, and I will teach them to you for free, okay?

Zhu Bo didn't reply, but Pu Ziwen continued to post again.

- You should just save me, Sister Ju is not going to leave yet.

- I bought two new programming books for you.

Pu Ziwen sent Zhu Bo the names of the two books that were extremely tongue-in-cheek, which he specially bought last time after he found out that Zhu Bo liked programming books.

When I always thought it would be useful, I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Sure enough, Zhu Bo was very interested in these two books.

- Put a bag, the east gate of the community is waiting for you.

-5 minutes, wait for me.

Pu Ziwen turned off the phone and stood up, startled by Lin Nianping who was chatting.

"Mom, teacher, I'm in a hurry. My classmate asked me to deliver books to him, and I've already arrived at the gate of the community."

"Who? Come so late." Lin Nianping was a little puzzled and disbelieving.

"Really, it's Zhu Bo. I'll give him two copies of Five Three."

Pu Ziwen was afraid that Lin Nianping would not believe it, so he went to the room to get two new ones, but actually he himself did not write a single word and came out.

"Okay, let's go."

Pu Ziwen smiled and nodded, and before leaving, he replaced Wusan with those two books.

The east gate of the community is the emergency lane, and private cars are not allowed to pass by. The gate of the community is high and there is only a small gate.

The east gate is close to the park forest. At night, the east gate is quiet and gloomy, so few people go there.

Zhu Bo had already waited at the east gate for three 5 minutes, and when he couldn't wait any longer, he thought that Pu Ziwen was picking on him.

When Pu Ziwen walked over with a kraft paper bag, Zhu Bo's expression slowed down.

"Here, let's see."

Zhu Bo took it and took out the book. Pu Ziwen really took the two books he wanted the most recently, which is not bad.

"I like it so much," Pu Ziwen's mouth softened, "Do you want senior Ziwen to buy you a few more copies?"

"Get out." Zhu Bo gave him a blank look.

Pu Ziwen smiled, he was completely used to Zhu Bo's various tones of scoffing, and he could always feel Zhu Bo's various hidden emotions from it.

For example, now, Pu Ziwen sees Zhu Bo shy.

He will buy two more copies for Zhu Bo when he goes back tonight.

The two of them walked along the east gate to the park. There was a wide road near the river in the park, which was very suitable for running.

Pu Ziwen asked Zhu Bo as he walked, "Why do you like reading such boring books? Your hobbies are quite special."

Originally, Zhu Bo didn't want to go back to him, but it might be because the night was too dark, which reminded Zhu Bo of something.

"When what you care about is gone, you want to do something to make up for the regret at that time."

Pu Ziwen was confused, who Zhu Bo was talking about, the transfer student? Does the transfer student have anything to do with programming?

Seeing the tangled expression on his face, Zhu Bo waved the bag around in front of his eyes.

"Don't think about it, you didn't say that there is theoretical teaching, come on."

Zhu Bo was talking about running.

"There." Pu Ziwen was pulled back, "here."

Pu Ziwen had indeed done his homework in advance.

"I've seen you run, and the biggest problem is that you can't adjust and balance your breath during the long-distance running."

"Let's practice on this first, run first, and I will tell you while running."

Pu Ziwen spoke with a very serious expression, and Zhu Bo's emotions were mobilized, and he ran along with Pu Ziwen's footsteps.

Pu Ziwen is relatively proficient in mastering the theory, and can accurately point out Zhu Bo's problems, and clearly tell Zhu Bo where to slow down and where to speed up.

Don't look at Pu Ziwen, this person usually looks like a fool, but if he really gets serious, the aura around his body will open up, and the good-looking eyebrows and eyes will also appear sharp.

He looked so upright when he was a teenager, and he will not be worse in the future.

No wonder Pu Ziwen is so attractive to girls, he looks really good-looking, Zhu Bo thought of such a sentence without thinking.

Zhu Bo shook his head, putting aside his distracting thoughts.

Seriously run.

Pu Ziwen noticed his strangeness, and intuited that Zhu Bo was attracted by his appearance, and felt a little itchy in his heart.

"Do you think I'm pretty handsome...Damn!"

Pu Ziwen turned his head to look at Zhu Bo, but he didn't look at the road, because he was tripped by a stone from somewhere.

"Who the hell is so sinister, shit, my feet hurt." Pu Ziwen stopped and stood there looking at the stone.

Someone put stones on such a flat road, probably on purpose.

Don't let him catch who set it!

Seeing that Pu Ziwen almost fell down, Zhu Bo wiped his handsome face to the ground, and couldn't help talking.

"I don't know how handsome you are, I only know that you were almost stuck on the road, with your handsome face on the ground."

The face fell to the ground and I couldn't pick it up.

Pu Zi heard that his face was dark and silent for a while, and awkwardly stretched out his hand to rub his painful ankle, it really hurt a little.

Pu Ziwen felt that he was fine, and it was not a problem to squat here all the time, but when he was about to stand up, he heard Zhu Bo's voice.

"You... your foot really hurts, is it hurt?"

Zhu Bo's voice was still flat without any ups and downs, but Pu Ziwen could hear the almost inaudible worry.

Zhu Bo was worried about him, and Pu Ziwen couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth away from this realization.

Worrying about him is a good thing, what does that mean?

It shows that he has a certain status in the heart of Zhu Bo, who is pure-hearted and reticent.

This is not in line with his original intention at the beginning, I wish Burken to treat him as a friend.

So Pu Zi heard the plan and sat down on the ground, sobbing and pretending not to be able to speak clearly.

"Foot, the foot hurts too much, I can't do it, Zhu Bo, help me."

Pu Ziwen looked like a dog with a broken paw, and his dark eyes just stared at Zhu Bo, looking pitiful.

"Zhu Bo, my feet hurt."

Does this really hurt your feet?Zhu Bo looked at him carefully, Pu Ziwen seemed to be in pain so much that beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, it seemed to be true.

"Wait for me, I'll call a car, don't move around."

Zhu Bo did a good job in emergency measures. He took the stone that tripped Puziwen's foot just now to prop up his ankle, told Puziwen not to move, and walked away with his mobile phone.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhu Bo walked over with a middle-aged man in the uniform of a taxi company, and the two of them got into the car with Pu Ziwen and went to the hospital.

Zhu Bo registered an emergency number for Pu Ziwen. Fortunately, there were not many emergency patients in the hospital tonight, so Pu Ziwen was soon helped by a nurse and pushed into the treatment room in a wheelchair.

Zhu Bo sat on the chair and waited for him. Wang Luxian sent a text message asking him where he was and why he didn't come home.

- I asked Pu Ziwen about the problem, and I am staying at his house today.

Coincidentally, Pu Ziwen's mobile phone also received the message, Lin Nianping sent the same question, and Zhu Bo responded with the same answer for the time being.

Zhu Bo, who was sitting on the seat, waited for Puzi to smell it, and suddenly thought that he was sitting like this many years ago when he was not tall.

"Hurry up, doctor Xia can't stop bleeding, hurry up, is there any blood in the blood bank?"

"Both Dr. Xia and his husband are not doing well!"

"Hurry up and call the director!"

"..."

The memory is noisy and surprisingly quiet, as if someone has pressed the mute button.

Zhu Bo just felt depressed. At this moment, Pu Ziwen was pushed out of the treatment room by the nurse.

Pu Ziwen had an inexplicably reassuring smile on his face.

"Wait for me, am I stupid? Zhu Bo, I'm fine. It's up to you."

Zhu Bo came back to his senses, and hit Pu Ziwen on the shoulder in a circle, "It hurts! Zhu Bo, you are really ruthless."

"Get out, there's still so much to say when you're hurt."

The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: I want to talk when I see you, what can I do with this mouth.

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