After sitting at the same table with the mean school

Because Mr. Xia was correct in the love and examination room, he was very proud of himself. He greeted people with a smile all the way from the gymnasium to the teaching building.

Seeing him, Zuo Mingyu asked a little shyly, "Mr. Xia...is it too dry recently? Your lips are a little torn."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

"You can go buy a lip balm." She took out a lip balm from her pocket and signaled, "This is fine."

Xia Xingyao pursed her lips and smiled at her: "Thank you."

He turned around and saw Wu Zhe throwing two cans of Coke into the classroom, and suddenly gave him a glare.

Wu Zhe was bewildered, walked over and stuffed him with a can of Coke, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Xia Xingyao drank half a can of Coke, ran to the bathroom to check, and found that his lips were really broken.They were all rubbed red, a piece of water red, you can tell at a glance...it's not serious.

Very unorthodox.He wiped his lips with his thumb in front of the mirror, lowered his head and put on the hat of the sweater, and began to deceive himself.He decided to draw a two-hour boundary with Wu Zhe and cut off diplomatic relations for two hours as a warning.

However, Wu Zhe still had a way to tease him.

For example, throw a pen on his desk and let him throw it over, such as secretly playing with his fingers under it in math class.Are fingers fun?

Xia Xingyao twitched, but didn't twitch.

The weather has turned cooler.

When studying at home at night, Xia Xingyao was so cold that he put on a thin down jacket over the plush pajamas. The sleeves were as round as a penguin, very clumsy.Wu Zhe stood on a chair and plugged in the air conditioner.Then he found out that the air conditioner turned out to be broken.

This neighborhood... is too unreliable, the elevators are often repaired, and the air conditioner is not reliable.

He sat cross-legged on a chair and contacted the landlord to fix the air conditioner tomorrow.Xia Xingyao buried his head and began to write his comprehensive science papers. After writing one and a half hours, he curled up in the chair and sighed comfortably: "Wu Zhe, help me check the answers."

Wu Zhe: "..." He pulled Xia Xingyao's test paper and carefully compared the answers.Xia Xingyao rested his chin on the side to watch him answer the answer, and saw his thick and long eyelashes trembling slightly under the desk lamp.

Xia Xingyao suddenly called out, "Wu Zhe."

"Ok?"

"Come closer."

Wu Zhe frowned in confusion, and leaned over to Xia Xingyao's side.Xia Xingyao tugged at the collar of his sweater, and quickly kissed his forehead: "Okay, it's all right, keep talking, Wu Zhe."

Wu Zhe: "..." He opened his fingers, and the red pen slipped from between his fingers. He stood up and grabbed Xia Xingyao's arm—Xia Xingyao was about to run, but his arm was grabbed, and then Wu Zhe kissed Xia Xingyao. up.

Grinding his lips lightly, Wu Zhe said in a low voice when they parted, "I checked today...I want to stick out my tongue."

Xia Xingyao actually fucking thought Wu Zhe was kind of cute.

He vaguely agreed, his shiny eyes were a little moist, and he just stared at him steadfastly.

Wu Zhe tentatively asked, "Then...have I stretched out for a while?"

In a sense, Wu Zhe would seriously seek advice before advancing any relationship.You can regard this kind of consultation as AI's seeking feedback, or as the first anxiety of first love. Of course, more, it may be a manifestation of respect.

But Xia Xingyao didn't sound like that.

Kiss as much as you want.Stretch it if you want, and ask me... If I agree, will it be very unreserved?

His face immediately turned red to the back of his ears, he twisted his body a little, and refused duplicity: "No."

As the god who never listens to rejection, he just wanted to ask, hesitated for less than half a second, and kissed him again.Although the movements are still very jerky, there is an inexplicably erotic meaning in the jerky.

It's an exploration, an exploration of love and sex.

Boys this age can't stand exploration.Xia Xingyao was quickly forced to open his mouth to respond, but he was also dumbfounded, and his response was very shy. He only knew how to close his eyes, and suddenly licked Wu Zhe's sharp canine teeth.

When they parted again, Xia Xingyao's voice trembled a little: "...that. I didn't finish the answer." He arched his back slightly to hide his reaction.

Wu Zhe also had some reactions. He raised his hand and touched Xia Xingyao's cheek: "That's right tomorrow. I..."

Before he could speak, Xia Xingyao pushed him, turned his head and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He walked out the bedroom door without looking back.In fact, there was a bathroom in the bedroom, but Wu Zhe opened his mouth and didn't stop him. He walked into the bathroom in the bedroom sullenly, and closed the frosted glass door.

When the two of them packed up and came back, neither of them had any interest in continuing to do the questions.Xia Xingyao touched his phone and went to wash up. Wu Zhe squeezed beside him and started to brush his teeth too. His mouth foamed up, and suddenly he said in a low voice, "Actually... I can help you."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

thanks?

He didn't say a word, brushed his teeth quickly and got under the quilt.Outside the window, the cold wind of early winter blew through the treetops, bringing a chilly feeling. He got under the quilt a little more, only showing a pair of eyes, and saw Wu Zhejin coming in from the outside with his slippers on.

Wu Zhe leaned on the head of the bed and asked, "Since I'm already a boyfriend, can I sleep with a quilt?"

Xia Xingyao started to get nervous.

It's a little awkward.

He closed his eyes to avoid answering, and soon found that his quilt was lifted, and another person came in and hugged him gently.

With a click, the bedside lamp went out, and the room was plunged into darkness. Wu Zhe stroked his hair and said softly, "Sleep."

Xia Xingyao opened his eyes for a while, then closed them.Half asleep and half awake, he felt someone gently kissing the back of his neck.That piece of skin was very sensitive, he couldn't help but move, the person behind him stopped immediately, his shallow breath hit the neck, it was a bit hot.

He turned over, met the person behind him, and opened his eyes silently.

In the dark, he couldn't see things clearly, he could only see a pair of sparkling eyes.He closed his eyes again, and this time, boldly kissed the man's Adam's apple.

The Adam's apple moved.

Wu Zhe said in a low voice, "Good night."

"Good night, Wu Zhe."

It may be that the relationship has just been established, and the two of them are actually a little excited.

Xia Xingyao was a little more reserved, unwilling to act like an addict.On the way to school, he warned Wu Zhe not to be too intimate in school.Zheshen's external image is so cold and cold, and when he meets Mr. Xia, he turns into a sticky ball. No matter how you look at it, he is too gay, and it would be bad to be found out.

Wu Zhe was very wronged.

But he could only agree pitifully, posting ten cute and pathetic emoticons in a row.

He himself uploaded a self-made emoticon package on WeChat, which is the group of his original pigs and puppies, named "Macho Man Must Use", and sends piggy Daihua emojis every day.

Kind of cute.

But at this age, I like it a little bit, and if I don't say it, it's always easy to come out of my eyes.

Wu Zhe had been obedient for several days, and his body felt weak.

During self-study that evening, a teacher from the mathematics group of the second year of high school came and asked Wu Zhe to help give a lecture to the younger students in a few days, and share his experience by the way.This kind of activity has never been compulsory. Although Wu Zhe himself has not asked for money from the school, the school will give some money every time he feels like it.

Wu Zhe thought that Christmas was coming soon, so he needed to prepare some romantic Christmas gifts, so he agreed.

Last time, I asked him to talk about number theory, but this time it was about geometry, which was not so abstract. Wu Zhe prepared two nights of lectures, and then went back to talk about his experience to his juniors.

In fact, he is not the kind of orthodox math competition party.Many students who learn Mathematics have started to learn Mathematics Olympiad since elementary school, but he did not.In the third year of junior high school, his mother transferred from Jiuquan to Jingzhou University of Science and Technology, and he followed the transfer from the school for children in Jiuquan Base, and only then did he start to contact mathematics competitions.Gansu, Jiuquan, children's schools, there is no soil for the growth of competition.But Jingzhou does.

When he was in the third year of junior high school, he didn't understand anything, so he was dragged to do high school competition questions.I haven't touched it before. After thinking about it all night, I finally solved it all.The teachers at the school were shocked, and then a teacher came from Jingzhong and took him directly to the high school, so he was considered a direct student and did not take the high school entrance examination.

He wanted to tell his juniors about his experience... He guessed that his juniors had been studying the competition longer than him, so he didn't know what to say.

After Xia Xingyao finished writing half of the math finale, he turned his head to watch him draw geometric figures on the paper.They are full of circles, straight lines, triangles and dots, some of which are simple and concise, and some of which require half a sheet of paper and cannot be seen clearly.

Wu Zhe turned his head and asked, "Do you want to do it?"

Xia Xingyao brought over a piece of paper: "May I try?"

On the paper was a question written by Wu Zhe himself.

Xia Xingyao had never learned the theorems that are often used in plane geometry in mathematics competitions, such as Menelaus' theorem and Ceva's theorem. After reading it for a long time, he had no idea, and suddenly asked: "Can you use the analytical method to calculate?" ?”

Wu Zhe was confused: "...Analysis?"

"Build the department, then find the coordinates, and calculate."

Wu Zhe said uncertainly: "As long as it can be calculated...it should be fine, right?"

Xia Xingyao was full of confidence in doing the calculation problem: "I can do it." He buried his head and started to calculate the problem, but unfortunately he couldn't start after the establishment of the department. After 10 minutes of calculation, he was at a loss as to how to continue writing.

Wu Zhe came up with another question in a hurry, pulled out the question that Xia Xingyao had pressed under his palm, and said, "I figured out that question just now is not easy to do in building a department. You try this one."

Xia Xingyao: "...you didn't even start writing, how did you calculate? Wait a minute, pretend I didn't ask." He took the paper Wu Zhe handed over, looked at it carefully, and began to use the analytical method to calculate.

It still takes half a day.Plane geometry problems will be particularly difficult to solve using analytical methods instead of pure geometry.Xia Xingyao was stunned, and half an hour later, he asked with blank eyes: "Brother Zhe, save me, how do you write this question?"

Wu Zhe studied for two seconds very seriously, and said, "Let me take a look, you should use polar coordinates first. The function is analyzed to be... a heart-shaped function? Xia Xingyao, you ask me this kind of question," he turned his head, quickly Gently touched Xia Xingyao's chin, "Do you like me?"

Xia Xingyao: "...Brother, you came up with this question yourself!"

Wu Zhe: "Then I don't care."

Xia Xingyao couldn't help laughing, and replied very calmly after a while: "Then you say yes."

He stopped writing plane geometry questions specially made up by Zheshen to tease people, and continued to go back and do his final math questions for the college entrance examination.It's not that difficult, and of course it was written quickly. Seeing that the teasing had no effect, Wu Zhe knelt down disgruntled and continued to draw his complicated auxiliary lines.

After Xia Xingyao finished writing the final question, he corrected the answer with a red pen. He pulled the paper a little too hard, and the black fountain pen on the table rolled to the ground.

When I picked it up, the nib was bent.

He is very used to using Pilot P500. One disadvantage of this type of fountain pen is that the nib is very thin, and it is easy to crooked if it is dropped. Sometimes it can still produce ink when it is crooked, and sometimes it can't.

Xia Xingyao stared at it for two seconds, then scratched the paper twice to confirm that the tip of the pen was completely crooked, and was immediately very frustrated.

Without raising his head, Wu Zhe suddenly reached out and grabbed the fountain pen in his hand, and said to him, "I can fix it."

Xia Xingyao: "?"

"Kiss me, how about I fix it for you?"

Xia Xingyao: "I don't believe it, unless you practice first."

Wu Zhe snorted: "Then I have to show you what it means, a craftsman of a great country."

He sat up straight, took out a straightedge, put the crooked pen tip on the table, held the pen tip with the edge of the ruler, and slowly rotated his left hand. After a while, he pulled out the crooked pen tip from the pen body .

Xia Xingyao stared at it without blinking: "Can it still be like this?"

Wu Zhe unscrewed another nib that was not crooked from the pen he had used up, and reassembled it.He tilted his head and asked Xia Xingyao triumphantly, "Are you a craftsman from a great country?"

Xia Xingyao: "Yes, yes."

"Shouldn't you kiss me?"

"...Think about it." Xia Xingyao took the repaired pen and continued to write the finale question that he had been thinking about, and warned Comrade Wu Zhe, a craftsman of a great country, not to get carried away in the classroom.

Although they sit in the back row far away from the front, and their voices are quiet, and the front is quite noisy when get out of class is over, it is still possible to be heard.

The craftsman of the big country himself said "oh", and as if venting his anger, he sent a series of "kiss" little penguins to himself on WeChat.

On the way home, the camphor trees were densely shaded, and a street lamp was out of order. In the dark, Xia Xingyao took the hand of the Daguo craftsman, and slowly pecked his cheek.

Mr. Xia, a real man who takes the initiative.