Transfer Students

When Pei Yu saw the two people poking at the table, he felt their faces were familiar, and when he looked closely at Han Zhe's gritted teeth, he remembered it.

He turned back to Lu Shaohang and said, "I'll wait for you upstairs, you still have 5 minutes."

"I'll go, what's his attitude? Are all the tutors so pushy now?" Han Zhe muttered dissatisfiedly, his voice was not too loud, just enough for Pei Yu who went upstairs to hear him.

Jiang Le thumped his shoulder: "You're almost ready, don't pick things up."

"Why did I pick things up? I'm telling the truth." There was a sound of closing the door upstairs, Han Zhe let go of the volume, and said solemnly, "I bet you, he and Huabijuebi are in the same group."

"So sure?"

"Necessary," Han Zhe said seriously, "Which decent tutor would say 'whore for nothing' to his students? Besides, if you look at him like that, he's not a good person at first sight."

"What's he like?" Jiang Le said with a smile, "I think he's pretty cool, and he should be very attractive to girls."

"Hey, come on, that hairstyle looks like he just came out of the detention center, what a cool-"

The words got more and more outrageous, Lu Shaohang knocked on the table to interrupt them: "When you've finished chatting, go clean the dishes and take out the trash, and get out of here when you're done."

"how about you?"

"Attend class."

Lu Shaohang went to wash up first, changed into home clothes, and then went to the study.

Pei Yu was sitting in the sunshine cut into a diamond shape by the window, and his appearance of writing quickly coincided with the photo on the student ID card for no reason.

Compared with the cold and strong look when they first met on the court that day, they are completely different people.

Pei Yu turned his head suddenly, their eyes collided, and Lu Shaohang touched his nose guiltily.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Lu Shaohang picked up a model airplane on the display cabinet, fiddled with it a few times, and took a sneak peek, only to find that Pei Yu was still looking at him.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he had nothing to say: "Actually, there is a problem."

"Say."

"Where did you get your hair cut?"

"Myself, is there a problem?"

Lu Shaohang choked for a moment: "Why cut it so short? Obviously..."

Obviously, the appearance on the student ID card is more handsome, and it is more in line with his temperament of a top student in a prestigious school.

"Because of the heat." Pei Yu interrupted him impatiently.

"Hot and still wear so much."

Pei Yu wore a long-sleeved shirt today, not only the cuffs, but even the first button of the collar was tightly fastened, and Lu Shaohang was so hot because of him.

Pei Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, so he pulled away the chair beside him and said, "Come here, I'll explain your wrong question yesterday."

Lu Shaohang was tinkering with a strange-shaped Rubik's Cube in his hand, and he heard Pei Yu's words in his left ear and out his right ear. Pei Yu asked him if he understood, and he nodded perfunctorily.

Unknowingly, the air gradually became stuffy and hot.He didn't realize something was wrong until his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Did the power go out?"

There was no air from the air outlet of the air conditioner, and the control panel did not respond. Lu Shaohang pressed the lamp, but it was on.

Is the air conditioner broken?

Their home is centrally air-conditioned, and the host is connected to the five rooms upstairs and downstairs, as well as the dining room. If the host fails, all rooms will suffer.When he was going to check the situation in the next room, he heard someone laughing downstairs.

Lu Shaohang leaned out from the railing on the second floor, and saw Han Zhe and Jiang Le huddled in the corner of the entrance, sneaking around, and it seemed that they had done nothing good.

"Why haven't you two left yet?" He went downstairs, and after seeing the air switch on the wall, he instantly realized that the two damaged goods must have turned off the circuit of the air conditioner, "Are you sick?"

"Isn't this going to teach him a lesson for you?" Han Zhe said with a smirk on his face, "You won't let him do it, so you can only use this trick. He wears so many clothes today, let's see if I don't overheat him to death!"

Jiang Le fanned the wind with his hands, shook his head and said: "You are not very good at this move, you hurt the enemy one thousand, and you hurt yourself eight hundred."

The previously accumulated coolness dissipated quickly, and the air became hotter and hotter, like a solidified glue. The three of them moved to the kitchen and ate ice cream in front of the open refrigerator door.

"Well, why is there no movement upstairs?" Jiang Le bit his spoon and said vaguely, "He won't suffer from heat stroke, right?"

"He's not stupid, just come out when he feels hot, can he really pass out?" Han Zhe stretched the spoon into Lu Shaohang's bowl, "Let me taste your delicious food."

Lu Shaohang patted his hand away, and under the eager gaze of the other party, he dug a large scoop of ice cream and put it into his mouth.

The cold vanilla milk fragrance made his whole body temperature drop, and even the word "delicious" oozes cold air.

"How about we go to an Internet cafe for a while? Or go to Lelejia to watch a movie." Han Zhe suggested.

"My mother is at home on vacation today, let's go play video games." Jiang Le said.

Han Zhe had no objection, he said to Lu Shaohang: "Hurry up and change your clothes, let's go now, it's too hot."

"Who is to blame for the heat?" Lu Shaohang rolled his eyes at him, and went upstairs to find Pei Yu in the study, thinking to tell him that the air conditioner at home was broken, and he couldn't make up lessons, and let him go back first and forget it.

At this time, the sunlight had slanted across the desk and hit the bookshelf clock in the corner.The window was opened, and occasionally a ray of wind from the lake came in, but it couldn't stir the frozen hot air in the room.

Pei Yu's sitting posture was still upright, his back was already soaked with sweat, his neckline was still tightly buttoned, only his sleeves were rolled up a little, revealing his strong forearm and a few bluish-purple streaks on it. of bruises.

Lu Shaohang narrowed his eyes.

Hearing the movement, Pei Yu put down his cuffs calmly and asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"...Well," Lu Shaohang pointed behind him, "The air conditioner is broken, and the maintenance master will come to the door tomorrow, so let's stop making up classes for these two days."

Guiltily, he avoided Pei Yu's gaze, and after a while, he heard the other party say "yes".

Lu Shaohang stood by the table and watched him pack his things. He hesitated to speak a few times. Pei Yu zipped his backpack and raised his eyelids: "Is there anything else?"

"Your hand is a flower arm..."

"No," Pei Yu threw his backpack over his shoulder, his voice became extremely cold, and even sounded like a warning, "it's none of your business."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Lu Shaohang's brows, and before he could speak again, that tall figure had disappeared from his vision.

There was a burst of triumphant cheers from downstairs, and Han Zhe took credit for him at the top of his voice: "How is it? You are free, shouldn't you thank me!"

Lu Shaohang was really free. After playing like crazy for several days, he realized that Pei Yu had been absent from class for nearly a week without reason.

"I think you're not abusive," Han Zhe rushed to the basket with the ball and said to Lu Shaohang out of breath, "Isn't it better if he doesn't come? Don't listen to his long-winded words."

"Then if he doesn't refund the class fee, he will really be whoring for nothing." Jiang Le teased.

Lu Shaohang frowned. In fact, he cared more about the scar on Pei Yu's arm than the class fee.

But it was related to the privacy of the other party, and Pei Yu was obviously in a bad mood that day, and his attitude was cold and hard. He obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't tell anyone about it.

He jumped up, grabbed the rebound, ran to the three-point line for a jumper, missed.

Jiang Le got the ball and said, "Why don't you call him and ask him what's going on? School starts in a few days. He won't run away, right?"

Lu Shaohang also wanted to ask, but he didn't have any contact information of Pei Yu.

Han Zhe posted it like a monkey and Jiang Le snatched it away. The two had a quarrel and accidentally knocked the ball out of the field.

Lu Shaohang trotted to chase after him, and saw Pei Yu standing under a tree not far away, shrouded in shadow like when he first met.

He slowed down and watched Pei Yu pick up the ball and walk towards him, his eyes fell on his arm, and there seemed to be no trace of it.

With a bag on one shoulder, Pei Yu stood in front of Lu Shaohang, half a head taller than him.Lu Shaohang lowered his eyes a little, and he could see the boy's thin and strong collarbone, which was also clean and free of scars.

Since the last time we parted was not pleasant, when we met again, his tone was subconsciously sharp: "Who did you charge to play the game this time?"

Pei Yu shook his head: "There is no one at your house, so come here to try your luck."

This stadium is near Lu Shaohang's home, and it is also the place where they met for the first time.

Lu Shaohang snorted and stretched out his hand, wanting him to return the ball.

Pei Yu didn't move, and said to him: "Come back to class with me, school is about to start, and you don't have a few days left to bother me."

Lu Shaohang sneered and said, "You can take this class if you want, and you can't take it if you don't want to?"

"...I had something to do a few days ago, I told your mother hello." Pei Yu raised his eyes to look at the cloudy sky, and urged: "It's going to rain, go back early."

"What are you doing?" Han Zhe ran over at this moment and said aggressively, "Bring the ball."

Pei Yu glanced at him with heavy eyes, as if the dark clouds in the sky were drawn into his eyes, planning a thunderstorm.

Han Zhe didn't want to lose his momentum, so he straightened his chest: "Why are you staring at me? I want to fight and tell you the truth. It just so happened that the two of us settled the score of that day together."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and thunder rolled over the head, making the stagnant air even more stale.

Lu Shaohang slapped Han Zhe with his elbow. Not only did Han Zhe not understand what he meant, but his arrogance became even more arrogant: "I don't like you a long time ago, and you still play for a fee. What are you bragging about?"

"Stop talking," Lu Shaohang held down Han Zhe, turned to Pei Yu and said, "Go first, and make up lessons tomorrow."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Jiang Le hurried over: "What's going on?"

"Both of you, don't stop me." Han Zhe hooked his fingers at Pei Yu provocatively, "If you have the ability, you can challenge me one-on-one. The time limit is 10 minutes. Dare?"

Pei Yu ignored him, just patted the basketball in his hand, and then jumped up lightly.

He leaned back, raised his arms and pressed his wrists, and saw the basketball spun out of his hands, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and hit the basket with a "swish".

Jiang Le almost dislocated his jaw in shock.

They were standing half a field away from the basketball hoop, and this man actually threw a perfect hollow ball!

"See you tomorrow."

Pei Yu dropped three words, tightened the strap of the backpack on his shoulder, and left without looking back.

After a long time, Han Zhe came back to his senses and muttered in a low voice, "Fuck, the appearance fee is only 200, which is too little."