The nemesis in a skirt is suddenly sweet

Qiu Si was really anxious about the position of the school bully, and when You Xia stepped forward, he shamelessly made the younger brothers praise him as the school bully.

There are thousands of floors in the building, the forums are high up, and the high school group explodes. Amidst the boiling sound, there are still a few people who stand up and say that this seat is not suitable for Qiu Si, but it is impossible to say who will be seated. Famous.

It is estimated that the return of the former school bully this time really surprised many people who eat melons, not to mention that the low-key image of this school bully does not exist, just a few performances in front of the school emperor are enough to support a group of complaints on campus , although Qiu Si, the boss, is quite unpopular, but in terms of fighting against Zhen'an, he has never lost the line, and is always on the road to death, commonly known as the death squad.

"The action is very fast." You Xia said.

Before he came back to deal with him, Juss seemed to really think that he had slipped away in a hurry. It was only a few days ago, and he was so impatient.

You Xia replied, let him go, Le Xiaogui nodded.

He laughed, put the phone back in his pocket, looked up at the circle street, and put the matter behind him, "Take me to visit Zhen'an, you?"

It's been so long since I changed schools, You Xia hasn't read it seriously yet.

"You guys?" Tuo Jing pointed at his chest, where the word "Zhen'an" is usually embroidered on his school uniform, "Aren't you?"

I kept digging the corner of the wall, but the corner came by itself.

You Xia looked directly at him, and said loudly, "No."

Jing Jing squinted.

You Xia: "I didn't transfer it because of the quality of Zhen'an's teaching."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the campus.

Xun Jing curled his lips, and followed with a lazy walk.

There is not much difference in the architectural design of the two schools. If I have to talk about the difference, Lingyang has more greenery, with small forests and small gardens everywhere, while Zhen'an has a bigger playground. There are only five basketball courts. The two of them wandered around. Just arrived at the stadium.

Zhen'an is not only strong in arts, but also known as a sports school. He spent a lot of money on sports. The stadium is better than the teaching building. When the two of them came in, there were still two groups of people playing on the field. Walking in, both sides stopped, looked over and greeted in unison.

Xun Jing waved his hands and said indifferently: "You guys continue to fight."

The leader on the opposite side nodded, turned around and called his teammates to continue playing, but his footsteps felt a little awkward, not as flexible as before.It's as if the leader came to inspect, but he was imperceptibly restrained, and under a lot of pressure, he couldn't feel free no matter what.Who doesn't know that the school emperor is famous for his ability to play basketball, not only Zhen'an, but all of them are able to do it in the whole city. A group of them play together casually, but now that the school emperor is paying attention, they feel like they are making a fool of themselves.

You Xia didn't know that there was a lot of pressure on the people below, so she found a seat on the audience platform and sat down, watching the tallest boy in the middle dribble, raised her eyebrows, looked back and said to Jing Jing, "You played well."

Jing Jing: "What do you think? Zhen'an only knows how to fight?"

You Xia shrugged, "Who made the school emperor so famous."

Xun Jing stopped in front of the railing next to him, put his hands on it casually, looked at him sideways, and asked, "Go down for a fight?"

You Xia looked at the group of people below who were sweating profusely but were beating happily, and shook his head, "Forget it."

Yu Jing: "Huh?"

"I think..." You Xia stood up, with a smile in his eyes, "Men who like men in skirts should not like stinky men who sweat for basketball."

Yu Jing: "You think so?"

You Xia touched the ring on his little finger, "It doesn't matter what I think."

Xun Jing raised his hand, his eyes rested on his ring, "Like this one?"

He wears three rings on his hands, and the middle two are connected with a long chain. They are used to pretend to be aggressive on weekdays, and used to knock on the forehead in fights. If the force is right, it will be sharper than a knife in secret.

"Your name is engraved on this." You Xia asked, "For me?"

"...Have a brain twitch?" Xun Jing raised his eyebrows, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth, "The impact of hypoglycemia is not small."

"Probably." You Xia took a sip of gum, "I'm a little dizzy."

Yu Jing lowered his hands, "We should go back."

He turned and left. You Xia looked at his back, stood still, and turned to look at the basketball court. A group of people on the court were passing the ball happily. The basketball flew up in the air and smashed into the basket beautifully. There are many voices.

A haze flashed in You Xia's eyes, and then he returned to calm and followed the scene.

On the way back, I asked Xu Jing again, and went to a gift shop outside the school to buy a box of cross-stitch.

After getting to know You Xia, he kept entering the gift shop that little girls love to visit. He stood on the shelf next to him looking at his mobile phone, waiting for You Xia to pick something.

"Let's go." You Xia finished paying and walked towards him.

Nodding at the sight, the two went back to the dormitory.

Classes started in the evening, and Yu Jing fell asleep when he returned home. You Xia dug out his homework, and didn't collect his things until the class was about to start, and got up to tell Yu Jing to wake up.

Zhen'an's bed is very high, the upper bunk position, even if You Xia is fast 180, he can't see the sleeping face of Lu Jing clearly, let alone he is covered with a quilt, it is not known if he is sleeping against the wall.

You Xia took off his shoes, stepped on the ladder and patted him.

The position of the feet did not move, You Xia paused, climbed onto his bed, carefully moved to the head of the bed, and lifted the quilt.

Yu Jing opened his eyes and looked straight at him.

You Xia took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice; "...get up and go to class."

Yu Jing still looked at him quietly.

You Xia touched his face with his hand, and hid for a while, his obsidian-like eyes flashed, and then he regained his clarity, since he was still hysterical just now.

You Xia said it again: "Jing Jing, get up and go to class."

Yu Jing hummed blankly.

You Xia looked at him.

Xun Jing also looked at him, and said yes with a blank expression.

You Xia didn't know why she felt a little embarrassed, so she said good bye, stepped back and got out of bed.

Standing at the table and waiting for Yu Jing to get dressed, the two went to the classroom together.

Seeing the boss coming towards him in the corridor, Mu Mu took a long breath, "Boss, why are you here!"

Sickle glanced at You Xia beside him, rubbed his shoulder secretly, winking wildly.

Wood has his own obsession: "Boss, don't you even study?"

With a thunderbolt on his face, he turned to the sickle: "Dao'er, when did you see the boss coming to the weekend evening self-study? Oh my god, my mother taught me a whole two days on the weekend, two days! I want me to take care of the third year of high school." In the last hundred days, I don’t feel a fart. Now that my boss is sitting here, I feel like I’m going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow, and I’m crying with my mother’s arms around a blank paper! I’m nervous!”

Scythe narrowed his eyes: "If you say one more thing, you won't be nervous anymore."

"What's that?" Mu Mu didn't notice the darkened face of Jing Jing at all.

Scythe picked his chin at the boss.

Mu Mu looked at Jing Jing blankly.

Qu Jing looked at him with a sneer, and You Xia's eyes flickered beside him.

"Whoosh!" Mu Mu quickly twisted over, Li Kui's body soared with a desire to survive at a speed of [-] mph.

Jing Jing looked back at You Xia, who blinked and looked back.

Xun Jing lowered his head and struggled to pull out the book from the drawer. A pile of miscellaneous torn papers were stuffed into the basket, and he couldn't even find a pen for a long time.

You Xia handed over the pen, took out a test paper and put it on his desk, "Never study by yourself?"

"Ah."

You Xia asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You won't wake me up after you say it?" Xu Jing said.

You Xia: "Call."

Xu Jing: "That's it."

You Xia glanced at his many blank rolls of paper, and nodded: "It's done, don't be lazy just because you study well."

"Study well?" Mu Mu snorted, shrunk his head, and turned around again, "Sister-in-law, the boss is the last one in our class."

Class 17, where the whole school is full of scumbags, can still be the last one.

That's why when Mu Mu saw the boss working hard, he felt a sense of crisis instantly, and no one would give him a damned answer, so it can't be scary!

"...The other one." You Xia looked at the scene with a smile, which was very meaningful.

Xun Jing picked up the rolled paper at hand and threw it on the wooden back, "Go back!"

Mu Mu was pitiful: "Boss, you are angry from embarrassment."

While speaking, Baba turned and went back.

Sickle looked at Mu Mu's greasy-tongued quarrel with the boss, and secretly glanced at You Xia. It seemed that Qiu Si's being a school bully failed to make waves with the two of them, so he felt relieved and patted Mu Mu, "It's so noisy , do your question!"

In the third quarter of the evening self-study, Yu Jing got down on the ground before he lasted two classes, spinning his pen and doing nothing.

You Xia: "Don't like studying?"

"Ah."

"I'll find something for you to do." As You Xia said, he took out the cross-stitch he just bought from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "Stretch the thread for me."

Xun Jing looked at the colorful bag full of childlike innocence, even the class couldn't find a few girls who could use it, so he didn't refuse to accept it, and took it over.

"Where's that ball of excrement yellow wool, finished knitting?" Xun Jing asked casually.

"Huh?" You Xia was in a daze: "Wool felt?"

Jing Jing licked his lower lip, "Whatever, it's quite cute."

In a small suburban park where even the elderly would not hesitate to come, Xun Jing leaned on You Xia's back and watched him make that thing all afternoon, and finally formed a cute kitten with a big face surrounded by yellow sunflowers, Xing Jing Also hinted to me?

You Xia rolled his eyes without hesitation.

You Xia looked at Jing Jing's arrogant appearance, and felt a little soft in his heart, "You like that?"

"Am I free?" Qu Jingbai said to him, "Childish stuff."

Having said that, I didn't ask who I was going to give the cross-stitch this time, I lowered my head and quietly stroked the thread of a class, when Yu Yang passed by after school, his jaw was about to drop, he glanced at You Xia, jokingly Said: "There is a way to train your husband."

He was moving the table, and across an aisle, the person next to Yu Jing changed places with Yu Yang. I don't know what benefit Yu Yang gave, but that person moved it neatly.

As soon as his butt sat down, Yu Jing kicked him.

Yu Yang screamed: "Forget righteousness when you see sex, Jing, what about the relationship between the two of us at the same table for more than two years?"

Jing Jing: "Same table relationship? What is it?"

Yu Yang: "..."

He nodded at him and gritted his teeth: "I really wasted my time moving my position."

You Xia was really surprised when he saw the thread. It was neat and tidy. The original thread in the bag was organized. Next to him, so that there is no confusion.

When Le Xiaogui saw him at the beginning, his goosebumps almost fell off, and he seriously suspected that he would be a mother after finishing his strokes. He didn't expect that this guy, the school emperor, didn't have any burdens from the school emperor, and he honestly did a class.

Looking at the two stunned people at the front table, You Xia seemed to have been stuffed with a lollipop again. It was so sweet that it was so sweet that it tasted soft in the heart, so that the original plan couldn't last until the evening. He took out the sample picture and handed it to Jing Jing.

"Embroidered Piggy George, do you like it?"

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