lame brain

"Fang Weiming?" Qian Laoban's face changed, as if he was a little reluctant to ruin the best seedling in his hand by him, a black seedling, but he agreed after a while, "Fang Weiming is indeed a responsible and capable boy. , having him at the same table as you should be able to help you a lot, so let's do this..."

Just at this time, the bell for the evening self-study in the first quarter also rang, Qian Laoban took advantage of the opportunity and pushed open the door of the classroom, calling out all the students inside, "Put the homework first, let's come out and line up Rearrange the seats, and continue to do homework after the arrangement is complete."

There were loud noises of chairs moving and discussions in the classroom.

"Line in two rows according to the exercise formation, don't make noise, other classes think we are having a tea party... Where is the monitor?" Qian Laoban glanced at him and patted Fang Weiming on the shoulder, "Squad leader, show them Height and short, and then adjust it, I don’t think they can read it themselves.”

"Okay." Fang Weiming started to look at the top of the two rows. During the process, he found that Jiang Yeqing was the only one in the class except him.

Fortunately, squad leader Fang's prestige is there, and everyone in the class is extremely cooperative, and it didn't take long for the team to line up from high to low.

Estimating where he should stand, Fang Weiming was stopped by a hand when he was about to pass by. He turned his head and saw that it was the class teacher. He asked him with suspicious eyes, but Qian Laoban didn't explain anything to him specifically. Probably because he was too busy to line up the seats between classes, but let him stand beside him first.

Fang Weiming who was pushed aside: ...

what happened?

Jiang Yeqing looked at Squad Leader Fang who was obviously confused instead of having a poker face and thought it was cute hahaha... your head is cute!Boss Jiang scratched the back of his head, feeling that something must be wrong with him. It started after he came into contact with this distant student god in the second year of high school...

How good it is when the two don't meet, the god of learning looks down on the dregs, the dregs look down on the god of learning, no one looks down on anyone, well water doesn't interfere with river water, then he is normal, how wonderful.

The presence of the people next to him in his heart is really high to a terrifying height. Xuelan, who has been tortured since he was a sophomore in high school, started to sway again. Fang Weiming moved to the other side calmly, his face was stiff Waiting for the head teacher to rescue him.

Jiang Yeqing looked at the rival in love who disturbed his IQ with a "cold" face, as if he "disliked" him, and moved away a little bit, the unknown disappointment in his heart passed by, and then there was a burst of anger, why hide!Could it be that he is still infected with a virus that turns him into a scumbag!

Jiang Yeqing: I'm going to disgust you!

With this in mind, he moved Fang Weiming next to him a little bit, then added it, moved it, and added it...

Two and a half teenagers are still chasing after each other like children. At this time, the IQ and EQ that the two of them are proud of are both offline.

Fang Weiming: He, he, why does he keep approaching me... Oops, my face seems to be turning red...

Fortunately, at this critical moment when the blood blue bottomed out, the savior old class walked out of the door.

Fang Weiming breathed a sigh of relief: Finally...

Qian Laoban looked at the two teenagers standing over the door, and felt that the two people standing together may be because of their appearance, each with its own handsome and handsome features, which really made the eyes of those who watched it shine. The air is refreshing, as if every strand of hair has been exposed to the smell of youth in the air. Qian Laoban, who has graduated a long time ago, misses the old days a little, and plans to take his old friends who work in the next class to his alma mater for a walk.

Putting away the thoughts that filled his mind for a while, Qian Laoban said to a proud student outside the door and a black sheep equally, "Fang Weiming and Jiang Yeqing, you two come with me," he pointed to the only He deliberately gave an empty seat, "Sit over there, the sixth row is next to the north window...see that?"

Jiang Yeqing: "I see."

Fang Weiming: "???" No, it's not what he thought...

Some of the students in the classroom were busy getting acquainted with their new deskmates and establishing a good relationship with each other. Unfortunately, this time the row of seats separated them from their good friends... Some of them also paid attention to this side.

"Let me just say, Boss Jiang is definitely going to snatch the squad leader away!"

"No, my President Fang..."

"How can such a good male god stand Boss Jiang? Maybe he will make you depressed. Let's talk about changing seats, and put me next to the male god..."

……

"Boss, boss! We are not at the same table anymore, woo woo woo..."

As soon as Jiang Yeqing came over, he heard Zhao Fuyong's fake cry, it was too fake, did he pretend that he was not seeing him snickering?

Seeing that Dali didn't pay any attention to him, he just sat down in front of him, and Zhao Fuyong also accepted the exaggerated performance, muttering, "You who should cooperate with my performance turn a blind eye..."

"What are you mumbling about?"

"I mean, the front and back tables are actually pretty good too, ha, ha," Zhao Fuyong looked at Fang Weiming, who was taking his place at the same table next to the boss. The words blurted out, "Why are you! Boss..."

Jiang Yeqing stared back at him before he could utter the words he wanted to hate. He successfully received the meaning of the boss who dared to scold you and beat you. Guess, no matter how you guess, you can't guess...

However, as a loyal younger brother, Zhao Fuyong has very professional ethics, and when he turned his face, Fang Weiming showed a friendly smile, "Hello, Squad Leader Fang, I have admired you for a long time, and I will teach you more in the future. Well, is it possible?" Can I ask you a question?"

"welcome."

The squad leader is indeed the squad leader, even nodding his head is so imposing... Zhao Fuyong thought about this, happily thinking about the future homework, and it seems that the boss no longer needs him to worry about how to help him copy the level and dimension. Now, looking at Boss Jiang's black face in a blink of an eye, he shrank his neck and muttered, "Damn it, I can't be flattered, I can't flatter, the needle in the bottom of Boss' heart..."

Jiang Yeqing didn't notice the younger brother's slander at this time, because he was indeed stabbed by an inexplicable needle, chewing on the word "welcome", no matter how he chewed it, it was wrong.

Jiang Yeqing: He treats others like a spring breeze, but treats me like an autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves. Very good, it seems that he is going to be my lifelong enemy, hum!

"There is still a little time, everyone hurry up and move all the books and other things to your current position, hurry up, I know you have a lot of homework, try not to take up your precious homework time... Everyone, move! "Qian Laoban shouted from the podium.

They went back and brought their books, and the classroom was in a mess.

In the end, they all failed to return to their seats before the bell rang for the evening self-study in the second quarter. After a little delay, they finally all calmed down. Fang Weiming, who was about to sit down on the podium, said, "Take care of them, and write down the name of anyone who wants to talk around." After seeing him nodding, he left in peace.

The class was quite quiet at this time, Fang Weiming glanced down, spread out his homework and began to write.While writing, he was still thinking about his new deskmate, because he was far away, and his blood mana had already been fully charged, so what he was thinking at this time was not that this person would become his deskmate next. How to deal with this matter, but when the head teacher at that time found Jiang Yeqing out, he secretly looked outside and saw the tall figure of this person.

Fang Weiming: Did he say that when he went out?He... chose me as his deskmate?

It's good to think of this idea, and I will think about it for the remaining two evening self-study sessions.

He even packed his schoolbag, took the key to open the door of the house, took a bath, brushed his teeth, and washed his face, and lay down on the bed with the pillow on the back of his head, still thinking about it.

What I usually have to do at this time is to forget what I learned during the day and recall it in my brain.

Maybe it was because he thought too much during the day, and the dream also reminded him of the things when he was young, which was similar to the experience he has now.

Fang Weiming closed his eyes and described that person's face, that person's words, and that person's voice... He knew that he was still the same him, he hadn't changed at all, always always, he was very gentle since he was a child , but no one knows, no, it's good that only he knows, and he can hide this person's tenderness in a place where no one can find it.

"Little coward! Slug! Only cry!"

"Hahaha, you can see that he is crying!"

"You are so dirty, who would want you, big fat, do you want him to be your deskmate?"

"Who wants him? He looks like a girl and even has the same temper as a girl, but he is still a little jerk. No one wants him!"

……

He shrunk himself up, tears fell into his arms one by one, and his sleeves were wet from crying.

He's still terrified when he's all lumped together, if... if someone can come and save him... that would be great...

I don't know if the prayer in his heart had worked, but he felt that the pebbles hitting him stopped.

"Aren't you annoying? Is it fun to bully him all the time?" A childish voice said forcefully.

"Ah, the little devil..."

"Run away, run away..."

……

He carefully peeked out from his arm, and found that the light in front of him was covered by a figure. At first glance, it seemed to be a tall figure against the light, but in fact, when he fixed his eyes and looked closely, what he saw was just A little boy about his age, pretending to be old Chen, folded his arms.

"Aren't you going to get up? The ground is so dirty, just watch me do it, I won't pull you up." The little boy deliberately put on a tiger face, but unfortunately, because of the round and fat cheeks of a baby, it had the opposite effect, making him look incomparably Ridiculously cute.

That scene was so strange that he couldn't help laughing through his tears.

"What are you laughing at! Are you stupid? Well, it's no wonder you're being bullied!" The little boy felt dignified and raised his chin towards him who had already stood up and wiped away his tears. He returned to the classroom from the sand in the playground. Looking at this little boy, I recognized him as the little devil that everyone in the class was afraid of. It was said that his family was very powerful and he was also good at fighting, so no one dared to provoke him.

But he didn't find him scary at all, he thought.

Along the way, the little boy strode ahead, so he had to stop and go and wait for him for a while. In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, so he simply stepped back and grabbed his hand, which was still stained with gravel, cursing. , "Annoyed, walking so slowly!"

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, he let go. He secretly rubbed his dirty hands on his clothes, and wiped the sand off his hands thoroughly. He went to play basketball and football, and he was the only one standing alone around him.

Seeing him standing beside his seat blankly, the little boy who was sitting down came over angrily and pulled him away.

He watched in a daze as he pushed the little girl next to him away, and then pressed him in that position.

If he read correctly, that little girl should be the pretty little class flower that everyone in the class likes...

"You're looking for a new seat." The little boy folded his arms and said to the little girl who was about to cry, then turned his head to meet his gaze, and gave him a look, "What are you looking at, you will sit here from now on, I will I'll tell the teacher in charge."

After a long while, I couldn't help admonishing him like a little adult: "You've been bullied since the beginning of school, don't cry all the time, stand up and let them know that you are good, and beat them until they don't dare to bully you again, just blablabla ..."

"Hey, I didn't scold you, why are you crying..."

"It's as if I bullied you and made you cry. Don't cry! I was told by the teacher to go to my mother, and I don't know how long she will say..."

……

Seeing his new tablemate frantically looking for napkins for him, he dropped the golden peas, looked at him with tear-wet eyelashes, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

He touched his heart silently, he didn't want to cry either... He just felt so warm and sour here, and the water in his eyes fell out of nowhere...

【small theater】

Guan Yanqing: Σ(°△°|||)︴What, Wuli Pooh turned out to be a little cry when he was a child...Ahhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so cute!Why didn't I meet the little Pooh who was still a little crying bag_

Fang Weiming: ...

Fang Weiming: (gently stroking)

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The memories of the two little bamboo horses will be mixed and released~