Respect is worse than resignation

Since Cheng Xuebei returned to the dormitory, she has not stopped laughing heartily and wantonly. A school bully laughs like he is going to hydrocephalus.

Laughing at Yin Yiming is no longer just a simple pleasure, it has become an irresistible instinctive reaction.

The squad leader exhausted the gas capacity of his lungs between the ups and downs of a few breaths, and had to force himself to stop to supplement oxygen.

"Student Xiao Yin really stood up to the test. He fell off the chair like that, and he didn't even change his fisting posture. It's really a good material. He can play the victim in any ghost movie with his true colors, and he doesn't need acting training."

Cheng Xuebei's mocking career was too devoted, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

As an accomplice who works in tandem, Yang Ke didn't miss the opportunity to show that he is the same as the squad leader, and obediently presented the folding fan.

The squad leader thanked him and took it, unfolded it with a swish, swayed his wrist lightly, exuding the rustic aura of a fortune teller on the street.

"Hey, it hurts so much, it hurts too much. If you ask me what is the misery in the world, please refer to Xiao Yin Mushroom."

Although Cheng Xuebei was only stating what happened last night, she vividly expressed the vicissitudes and sadness of recalling the past.

Yang Ke listened carefully and smiled intently throughout the whole process, and didn't even have the energy to take care of her favorite Liumei.

In front of Cheng Xuebei, Yang Ke has no position. If the class leader says the moon is square, she will immediately overthrow the cognition she has established since kindergarten, and follow the figure of the class leader on the narrow path Run all the way.

Seeing Yang Ke happy, Cheng Xuebei suddenly had the motivation to make Yin Yiming worse, and made the gloating more vivid, and after a few more stir-fries, he could drink: "In addition, Mr. Wen asked condescendingly at that time, and Yin Yiming was suffering at that time. It was really a double rape of the spirit and the body, and it was completely devastated, which made people sigh and sigh."

Yang Ke sat on the chair, dangling her two thin legs, "Hahaha, Beibei, you are so mean, oh no, I'm a little out of breath."

Cheng Xuebei grabbed Yang Ke's collar in time and reminded her, "If you shake it again, you will fall."

"Trouble, it hurts, rub it." Taking the opportunity to act like a baby is the right way in the world.

"Okay, if you don't have strong abs, you can laugh slowly. You can continue laughing tomorrow when you have enough abs. Anyway, I've been counting on Xiao Yin's jokes to survive these days."

Cheng Xuebei went over to help Yang Ke sit down, turned her head and thanked Yin Yiming hypocritically, "Thanks to Xiao Yin last night, otherwise my poor little nerves would have been broken by Mr. Wen long ago. Teacher Wen is good at everything, but when it comes to seriousness Thing, the seriousness and murderous aura all over his body are too heaven-defying, and mortals can't bear it."

"Mr. Wen is serious to you. What does it have to do with me?" Yin Yiming arranged his things violently. He took professional books off the bookshelf and put them on the shelves again. They were so neat that they could participate in a military parade in the book world. A writing desk The tabletop is rubbed into a mirror surface, so that the light can be seen to be spotless.

"Of course it has something to do with it. As soon as Wen Lao and I got close to you and the fat sister next to you yesterday, we immediately felt a sense of solidity and comfort. On you, it is also because of..."

"Because of what?"

Cheng Xuebei's pause immediately aroused Yin Yiming's vigilance, there must be some other conspiracy in hesitating!

"Because no matter what embarrassing or unreliable things others do, you can successfully steal the limelight in the first place. Your shocking fall was so selfless and shocking, and it also made us meet a different Mr. Wen. , the beautiful teacher with a pleasant face on weekdays, let you make that face even Mr. Bao is ashamed to see it, and dare not compare with it."

"...So am I going to say you're welcome now?"

Cheng Xuebei finally got tired of laughing. Out of humanitarianism, she tried her best to comfort her, but as soon as the words came out, they took on the meaning of adding insult to injury, "Mr. Wen is usually busy with work, maybe I will only think about it next time I see you." Get up, you can just walk around her from now on."

"..."

Yin Yiming threw himself into the cleaning business because of self-blame and remorse. He angrily picked up the mop to mop the floor, and clamored for the two seniors to raise their hooves so that they would not hinder her from working.

"Well, good boy, there may be a lot of Liumei's pits under your sister Yang Ke's table, you should pay attention and clean them up as much as possible."

"in spite of."

"Hey, don't be angry, I'm also very innocent. People have said that if there is love, the sky will grow old. If you force yourself to laugh, you will die early."

"No one said it, you made it up yourself."

Classmate Xiao Yin shook his head, and his bright eyes shot a cold light, which made Cheng Xuebei take a few steps back in fear, "Also, if you continue to like to do these bad things that damage your character, you should stop thinking about it as soon as possible." Myriad feelings are boundless and equal to heaven."

However, at this moment, Yang Ke, who had just laughed so hard that he couldn't interrupt, had recovered his fighting strength under Cheng Xuebei's patient and gentle comfort: "No, no, no, I still think that these things that bring people joy are all just. Holy, whether you are the parties or the narrator, your character must have improved recently, just wait for something good to happen, hahaha..."

Cheng Xuebei hurriedly behaved, held Yang Kexue's white arm and pretended to wipe away tears, "You are the best, you are the best at comforting people, otherwise they will be so entangled that they can't sleep at night."

==!It should be me who struggles with insomnia, and what's the trouble with the affectionate interaction between the two of you.

Show affection without limit.

Yin Yiming was choked to death by the picture in front of him, and it happened that the landline in the dormitory rang, so he had to pick it up half dead.

"Hey……"

Yes, I'm just depressed, so I have to speak in such a weak and drawn out voice.

When I tried to get to know Mr. Wen, I was discovered by Mr. Wen on the spot. Now there is no one in the world who can restore my lively and lovely voice.

"Yin Yiming?"

!!!

D.

The whole world can't, but you can.You see how correct my logic is.

"Yin Yiming, is that you?"

Elder Wen's cold tone fully reflected her personality traits that she doesn't like repetition, and if she lent Yin Yiming some courage, she would not dare to continue to be dazed.

"Hey, old Wen, I'm Yin Yiming, tell me."

Hearing that it was Wen Xi's call, Cheng Xuebei and Yang Ke, who were inseparable from each other, immediately became overwhelmed with blood and rushed over, scrambling to put their ears on the back of Yin Yiming's microphone.

No matter how indignant Yin Yiming was, he couldn't be rough on the seniors, so he had to pretend that he didn't see them.

"Are you free tomorrow morning?"

Cheng Xuebei and Yang Ke immediately staged a synchronous emoticon performance, with four eyes wide open at the same time, staring at Yin Yiming with great interest.

However, Yin Yiming can no longer spare his brain nerves to fight back, his head is empty, and Wen Xi's gentle voice echoes repeatedly inside——

Are you free, not free, free, free...

This……

There will be no time for serious work tomorrow. On the first day of military training, there will be a training ceremony at nine o'clock.

but!But!The standard answer must be——

Yes, yes, yes, yes! ! !

Yin Yiming tried his best to restrain himself, and did not dare to yell at Wen Xi on the other end of the phone. He agreed politely, "Kong, I am very free tomorrow. I am very free. Do you have something to do?"

"Well, okay, then you get up in the morning and come to the dormitory to find me."

"Well, Teacher Wen, please set a time, I can do whatever I want."

Cheng Xuebei and Yang Ke couldn't help but start acting together, flirting with each other, communicating with extremely obscene lip language, and developed the bad fun of mocking elementary school girls to a new height.

【Yo~~】

【I can do whatever~~】

【I am very empty,】

[I'm very free, so——]

[Teacher, please set the time, if you point to a road, I will rush there! 】

【Let me build a chicken coop, I will never...】

【*Fur duster! 】

Yin Yiming looked at the two people around him. He really didn't know if they were his seniors or some weird alien creatures. His eyes rolled to the ceiling, and he didn't see that they had any intention of letting him go.

"Just follow your schedule, don't deliberately disrupt it."

"Hey! Okay, good teacher, goodbye Mr. Wen."

It's really considerate, but I have to hang up the phone quickly, I'm really afraid that the two people around me have facial cramps, and I have to take them to the infirmary by myself.

"Well, and..."

It was rare for Wen Xi to soften her tone, but Yin Yiming had an ominous premonition.

"You say you say."

"Young people, read more when you are too free. Don't waste your time all the time. No matter how small your spare time is, you should use it effectively."

Yes, it is Old Wen, I am so, so wrong, I almost faint in tears of self-blame and guilt.

You are really an outstanding educator, and you can find an entry point for educating people at any time.

After the dinner that day, Yin Yiming struggled for a long time. She had guessed many kinds of Wenxi's thoughts, but because they could not be confirmed, the colorful off-line thinking finally fell silent. She decided to offer a sincere apology when they reunited, Let me express my red heart that I won't do it again.

As for why she hadn't seen each other for two days and one night, she had to use such a sour vocabulary full of quaint grievances like "reunion", she could only explain that it had to be used, and there was no need for a reason.

However, she never dreamed that the long-awaited reunion she had been thinking about would turn out to be such embarrassment and embarrassment, or in other words, overwhelming?

At the dawn of the next day, the members of Yin Yiming's dormitory were suddenly very united. Everyone had set more than three mobile phone alarm clocks, and when the sky was just dawn, one after another, setting off a bloody storm .

The two seniors, Cheng Xuebei and Yang Ke, tried their best to show detachment and calmness. They seemed to turn a deaf ear to their own alarm clocks, and went to sleep after pressing them off.

Although in fact, their consciousness is very clear, only the closed eyelids reveal a hypocritical face that is very sleepy.

Yin Yiming didn't dismantle it, got up and cleaned it seriously, and started with a very good image project - because she didn't know that no matter what image she had next, it would be destroyed as an egg.

Since it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on campus, and the vicinity of the teacher's apartment was a little remote, so there were even fewer people.

Yin Yiming practiced smiling and taking a deep breath facing a small white poplar, and tried to imagine an amiable Wen Xi coming out of the tree trunk.

"Wang!!!"

A furious dog bark sounded behind Yin Yiming, scaring her into a wit.

This dog's voice is almost as loud as a large-caliber artillery, and his lung capacity is estimated to be quite large. This movement is either from a Tibetan mastiff or from Alaska.

Yin Yiming didn't go back to analyze the dog's breed. There is no need to hesitate in a witty life. There is nothing more important than running for your life.

Cheng Xuebei and Yang Ke originally followed from a distance, but they were also attracted by the unusual movement ahead. Just as they wanted to get a closer look, Xiao Yin started an extremely intense fight with a giant canine A speed chase game of life and death.

"Yin Yiming, don't run away, oh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's so cute, it won't bite. Don't be such a fierce dog, come to my sister..."

As soon as Yang Ke finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Cheng Xuebei, who looked horrified, "Xiao Ke, you can't talk nonsense, who are you sister, you just mess around. If you don't see that dog, hurry up and catch up." Are you on a bicycle? We are different from Yin Yiming, we are all serious earthlings. That dog looks like he hasn’t eaten breakfast. If you are so loud, if it wants to chase us, we will both stop watching tomorrow’s sunrise. "