Brother Zhuo said he should study hard

Liao Zhuo returned to the classroom with a serious expression on his face. Zhang Xuewei entered the door behind him. The soldiers didn't dare to ask what happened. Both of them looked very unhappy.

Liao Zhuo looked at the cleaned table in a daze, who cleaned it?

Xu Zhen happened to turn his head and met his eyes, Liao Zhuo laughed out loud, brat...

Liao Zhuo glanced at Leng Zhen's desk, then lifted his own desk to the front, and sat with Xu Zhen as the same desk. The two desks were directly inserted into the front of the second group, in front of Zhang Xuewei. , the students behind moved back obediently.

Zhang Xuewei raised his forehead: "Are you fucking serious?"

"Well, you know, it's not that I can't, I just don't want to."

Liao Zhuo was a college bully in junior high school, the kind who ranked among the top three, who only learned bad things after high school, and now he wants to learn, as long as he puts his heart into it, he will be no worse than anyone else.

Zhang Xuewei smiled: "It's over, there will be more competitors in the future."

Liao Zhuo smiled and said nothing, took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the Zhuo Zhen Alliance Group: "Every science master in the first grade, bring your notebook, come to class seven of the second year to find me, a notebook 50, Zhuo I have to study."

As soon as the news came out, the pot exploded. The soldiers had already returned the [-] in order before the self-study last night. This news had already caused a sensation in the whole school. No one thought it was true. The people who received the cash were all waiting. After all, Brother Zhuo said it was a month, and no one urged him. Seeing that he really wants to study now, he was instantly excited.

During the evening self-study in the first quarter, there were seven or eight first-year students gathered at the door of the classroom of Class Seven of the second year, all of them had notebooks in their hands, and Su Yang was also there. Su Yang was a super student in the first grade.

"Brother Zhuo, I will lend you my laptop without any money." Su Yang said.

Liao Zhuo glanced at him and recognized him, he really is a little angel.

Liao Zhuo was not too polite, he collected all the notebooks of seven or eight people, one book was fifty, and everyone was excited about the on-the-spot transaction, and Liao Zhuo promised them that he would just borrow them and return them after reading.

Of course, this is all in private. You can't let the teacher know on the surface, they all understand.

Liao Zhuo took the notebook away and went to the office to find the class teacher who had taken him in the first grade, Shan Jun. When Shan Jun heard that he wanted to study, he wanted books and test papers for the first and second semesters of the first grade, his eyes were bigger than a cow. Liao Zhuo was admitted to Xuyang No. 2 High School with the No.[-] score in the town. He said before that this person would definitely be a good candidate for S University, but then he didn't expect that after Liao Zhuo entered high school, he was not thinking about it. In terms of study, I started to do some messy little moves all day long, took the lead in fighting and making troubles, never read books in class, either slept or made trouble, why did I suddenly get enlightened?

However, if the student wants to study, how could he not support it? Shan Jun gave him a set of old books, test papers, and notes on the spot. A set of English tapes and a repeater, anyone who can help him will help.

Liao Zhuo was very grateful. Although the class teacher only took him for a year, he did not give him too much education. It was just that he didn't know what was good and what was bad. He was a middle school boy.

Liao Zhuo returned to the classroom with a large pile of books and test papers in his arms. As soon as he reached the door, he was hit by a cold shock.

Leng Zhen looked at him holding a pile of books, showing a trace of incomprehensible emotion, his eyes still had some changes, he wanted to see how this man learned, he had never seen him turn over a book in his previous life.

Leng Zhen entered the classroom only to find that Liao Zhuo had moved away. Looking at the empty space next to him, he couldn't tell what it was like. He used to wish that Liao Zhuo could move away, but now it actually happened.

In the second quarter of self-study, Liao Zhuo was really studying hard. He basically passed each subject. Everyone else was learning the knowledge of the second year of high school. He did start from the first year of high school. Now, for him, he has already entered the college entrance examination.

Lao Zhao saw him change seats at the back of the classroom, and he laughed out loud when he was studying hard. When he said it, he was full of disbelief, but now, he had a glimmer of expectation.

Liao Zhuo made a plan for himself. For the final exam this month, he will not take the exam for the second year of high school, but he will take the exam for the first grade.

Liao Zhuo's handwriting is very domineering, but he doesn't usually like to write. Zhang Xuewei tried his best to help him and responded to his needs. He explained to him what he didn't know. During the evening self-study, the classroom could hear Zhang Xuewei explaining to him the knowledge of the first grade. Everyone loved Liao Zhuo To learn, some people watch the excitement, while others encourage it.

After evening self-study, Liao Zhuo was the last one to leave the classroom. He did not go back to the dormitory. Words, the third grade is on the first floor, he is sitting on the ground, sitting under the railing, he has already regarded himself as a high school student.

He didn't leave until the evening self-study in the third grade.

When it was time to go back to bed, everyone had already taken a shower and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed. Liao Zhuo was afraid of the cold. Now not only his body was cold, but his heart was also cold.

"Wei, sleep with me." Liao Zhuo took off his shoes and went straight to bed.

Zhang Xuewei refused without even thinking about it: "I can't accept your habit, it's okay to hold it, but if you don't let me hold it, I will freeze to death at night."

Liao Zhuo yelled angrily, what an evil winter.

Quickly stripped himself naked, got into the bed, shivering from the cold, now misses the time when he slept with Leng Zhen more and more, at least every night when Leng Zhen is there, his bed is always warm, he didn’t have much trouble in the early stage I touched him, but behind him, he always hugged him to sleep.

Leng Zhen's bed was next to him, and Leng Zhen closed his eyes when he entered the dormitory.

Liao Zhuo tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. He was covered under the quilt for an hour, but it was still cold. How many times he wanted to get into the cold and shivering quilt. He knew it must be warm inside, just like his people.. …

Zhang Xuewei couldn't stand it anymore and waved to him: "Come here, come here"

Liao Zhuo quickly climbed onto Zhang Xuewei's bed, they were all on the lower bunk, Zhang Xuewei was so warm in the quilt that he cried, it turned out that he was the only one who was cold.

"Take off your clothes." Liao Zhuo ordered, Zhang Xuewei really wanted to slap him to death, but he obediently took off his clothes and stripped himself completely.

The two of them had slept together many times in the winter of junior high school, so they were naturally familiar with Liao Zhuo's stink problems.

Leng Zhen has been paying attention to them all the time, watching Zhang Xuewei finish taking off his clothes, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, what do you mean?These two people?

There was at least two fists between Zhang Xuewei and Liao Zhuo. Zhang Xuewei felt cold and hesitated for a while: "Do you want to try again?"

Liao Zhuo didn't speak, he understood Zhang Xuewei's meaning, turned over, stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Xuewei in his arms, the warm body warmed his heart, he forced himself to imagine Zhang Xuewei as a cold shock, but it still didn't work, in his heart The feeling of diaphragm is still there.

In about ten seconds, Liao Zhuo let go of Zhang Xuewei. When Zhang Xuewei saw him like this, he didn't know what to say.

"Go see a psychiatrist." Zhang Xuewei said.

Liao Zhuo sighed, and glanced at Leng Zhen, who had his back to them and probably fell asleep.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Liao Zhuo didn't think too much, he knew very well that he couldn't accept anyone except Leng Zhen, and he had never met a suitable one in his previous life. May let go, end?How could it be possible, never stop dying, he didn't believe that Leng Zhen didn't feel anything for him, he didn't believe it at all, Leng Zhen just couldn't forgive him.

Liao Zhuo suddenly remembered something, and thought it would be good to report to Zhang Xuewei in advance: "Well, Xiao Zhen likes boys. I introduced you to him. He came to this school just to see you."

"Fuck me."

As soon as Zhang Xuewei heard this, he kicked Liao Zhuo fiercely: "Aren't you fucking hurting me?

Liao Zhuo laughed a few times and said nothing, Zhang Xuewei was so angry that he didn't bother to talk to him, damn, is there such a brother?I don't say I like men, is this hoping that he will also find a man to accompany him?Neuropathy!

At three o'clock in the morning, Leng Zhen turned over and opened his eyes to look at Liao Zhuo.

Could Liao Zhuo really be unable to accept other people besides himself?Leng Zhen was recalling that the Liao Zhuo in his memory had indeed never touched anyone except himself, at least not when he was in school, but what did it matter to him?Is it because of this that he wants to forgive him?

how is this possible.....

Fuck me, sleepless nights!