The whole world is swiping let's be together

The substitute teacher was stunned when he heard the words, and buried his head in his arms after a long while, as if holding back a smile, his shoulders trembled.

"Brother... you really... believe it?"

He laughed for a long time before turning his face to look at Du Hanyue, tears seemed to be streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Du Han frowned more, and then remembered that the substitute teacher seemed to have explained before that he was only here to help his cousin or his cousin came to substitute for the teacher. Oh, and, the substitute teacher's name is Fu Junxiao...

"Ahem, are you here to help my cousin again?" Du Hanyue forcibly changed the subject.

Fu Junxiao lay on the table and shook his head lightly. He tilted his head and looked at Du Hanyue and said, "This time it's not a substitute class."

"Oh..." The more Du Han saw that the other party didn't mean to explain, he couldn't continue to ask the bottom line, so he continued to play games with his head down. bad.

Just when Du Hanyue was a little embarrassed thinking about whether to put away his mobile phone and set a good example for his younger brother to learn from, Fu Junxiao had already brought his head closer, put his forehead against Du Hanyue's chin, looked at Du Hanyue's mobile phone screen, curiously Ask: "What game are you playing?"

To be honest, Du Hanyue usually doesn't like others to come over to see what he is doing when he is playing with his mobile phone. Although he can't play games that are not suitable for children in public, this kind of behavior still makes him have a kind of The feeling of being invaded of privacy, but when Fu Junxiao approached, Du Hanyue found that he didn't seem to feel any discomfort.

...Du Hanyue himself was a little strange, but after thinking about it, it was because of Fu Junxiao's face that he gained too much favorability for himself... This evil world of looking at faces! _(:зゝ∠)_

"The game I'm playing is called "This is a game whose author is too lazy to choose a name". It's a parkour mobile game. Nuo, play like this, press this button, this..." I don't know if it's because of Fu Junxiao's picture Du Hanyue's face is so good-looking, Du Hanyue found that his patience has increased by several percentage points. Besides doing live games, if someone else asks him how to play a game in reality, he may not have such good patience.

"Oh, so that's the case," Fu Junxiao listened to Du Hanyue's words, and put his chin on Du Hanyue's shoulder. When Du Hanyue came back to his senses, he realized that Fu Junxiao's breath was on his face when he spoke, "... It sounds so difficult."

"It's not difficult," Du Hanyue felt Fu Junxiao's warm breath on the skin of his ears, and he couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart. He couldn't describe what it was like, but he didn't hate it, "You try try..."

The more Du Han vowed, if someone else came over so fast and dared to play the game so well under his patient guidance, he would definitely be very impatient, even if he didn't show it on the surface, he wouldn't be too impatient in his heart. Comfortable.

"It's really difficult..." Fu Junxiao took Du Hanyue's mobile phone. Not long after the game started, he hung up at a place that shouldn't be. He raised his head and looked at Du Hanyue with some grievances.

Du Hanyue looked at Fu Junxiao with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, as if he was very aggrieved, and couldn't bear to complain about how he could hang in such a place where only people with normal IQ could not hang up, he thought for a long time, and swallowed the complaint, Difficult to say: "It's the first time, it's inevitable that you are unfamiliar, just try a few more times."

Fu Junxiao nodded seriously, and said: "Oh, let me try again." Then he lowered his head and started playing again. His side face is serious and beautiful, and his long eyelashes are like a small fan The same, trembling, subconsciously biting his lower lip tightly because of seriousness, causing the lower lip to lose some blood and turn white.

Du Hanyue was distracted for a while, and when he came back to his senses, Fu Junxiao had... hung up again.

Looking at Fu Junxiao's pitiful appearance, Du Hanyue still couldn't bear to complain, and after being silent for a long time, he said silently: "This game may be a bit difficult for beginners, you can start with the simpler games first, For example, "The author is too lazy to choose a name, you can hit me if you have the ability" or "Kill the author who named it hard" and so on..."

"Oh." Fu Junxiao nodded earnestly, then lowered his head, took out a notebook, and scribbled a few words... Du Han took a closer look, and found that Fu Junxiao actually took the few words he just said casually. The name of the game was seriously written on it. Uh, although it is a bit stupid, Fu Junxiao's font is actually pretty good-looking, much better than his elementary school student's font.

Thinking of this, Du Han couldn't help but think of the name he wrote to Fu Junxiao last time, and felt a little guilty.

After memorizing the name of the game, Fu Junxiao raised his head and asked Du Hanyue: "Brother, are you good at playing games?" His eyes were shining like a clear stream, and he immediately hit Du Hanyue's cute spot.

"It's average..." Du Hanyue said while thinking, could it be that his sexual orientation has been changed...?

Uh, he seems to be gay from the start.

...That is, his sexual orientation has been changed from uncle con to shota con?

"I'm not very good at playing games," Fu Junxiao said, his eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously bit the tip of the ballpoint pen, "...the level is very good."

Du Hanyue had no choice but to comfort him: "Everyone has areas they are not very good at. Your academic performance should be good, right?"

Du Hanyue originally thought that people with good handwriting would not have bad grades, but he never expected that after hearing his words, Fu Junxiao just shook his head silently.

Du Hanyue: "..." Damn it, how dare you skip class if your grades are not good, how much heart do you have?

As if seeing the OS in Du Hanyue's heart, Fu Junxiao bit the tip of the ballpoint pen and said softly: "I also know that skipping class is not good, but I can't help it. I can't understand the teacher's class. I took a break from studying for a while before. , When I come back, I can't keep up at all..."

Du Hanyue: "..."

... Sao Nian, in this situation, if you don't go to class well and try to keep up with your study progress, you still have to skip class every day, it's a dead end!

But for some reason, Du Hanyue suddenly thought of someone, and then his heart suddenly softened, and he forced himself to swallow what he wanted to complain about.

"Even if you can't keep up, you have to work hard," Du Han said with a sigh, "The more indulgent you are, the more depraved you will be. You are only a sophomore in high school now, so don't worry. If you work hard, you can still keep up with others. You should also I don’t want to be like this all the time. I saw that you were still writing "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", and you also said that your goal is to be admitted to University A... This shows that you don’t want to indulge yourself like this all the time. Since you have The goal is to work hard.”

Fu Junxiao lowered his head, seemed to think for a long time, then nodded.

Du Han heaved a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had saved a flower of the motherland.

...Thinking about it this way, he still feels that he is a bit great.

"So," Fu Junxiao raised his head and looked at Du Hanyue eagerly, "Brother, can you teach me?"