Ye Cheng

"Idiot! What are you messing with?" For some reason, Ye Cheng, who was just docile just now, suddenly jumped up from the ground. The pain finally woke him up a bit.

"I just had a dream." Lu Mingyuan touched his wet crotch, raised his head and smiled at Ye Cheng, as if a fog in his heart was gradually dissipating, which made him feel very happy.

"...Let's go quickly, they are all going back to sleep." Ye Cheng said something forcefully, and let himself go first.

"Hey, Ye Cheng." Lu Mingyuan got up from the ground with a grunt, and caught up with Ye Cheng who was walking in front in a few steps.

"Why?" Ye Cheng cleared his throat, feeling a little thirsty, probably because he ate too much roasted sweet potatoes.

"Have you ever had that kind of dream?" They had taken physiology class in the second year of junior high school. One afternoon after class, the head teacher kept all the boys in the class, and told some things about the boys' development. Something, many students in the class blushed.Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan were young at that time, and they only half understood what they heard, but as good students, they took a pen and paper and wrote it down word for word. At this moment, Lu Mingyuan suddenly realized.

"..." Ye Cheng didn't say a word, and his steps became faster.

"There must be, you are 14 years old." Lu Mingyuan continued to ask persistently.

"..."

"Who did you dream about at the time?" Lu Mingyuan was a little nervous, he swallowed, his throat tightened.

Ye Cheng paused for a moment, then ran quickly with both legs, and disappeared in a flash, leaving Lu Mingyuan standing alone on the path beside the rice field, feeling a little lost, rubbing his nose, and followed.

In the next few days, Ye Cheng didn't talk to Lu Mingyuan very much, because every time he opened his mouth to say a few words, Lu Mingyuan would return the question and ask him who did you dream about?

This troubled Ye Cheng, especially when Lu Mingyuan asked this question one day, he was heard by Teacher A Cong who happened to pass by them. He put his arms around Ye Cheng's neck and asked with a smile: "Come on, come on Teacher, tell me, who did you dream about for the first time?" Ye Cheng only felt that his face was very hot at that time, but he didn't realize that even his neck was completely red.

The students in the studio stayed in Shibaling for a total of five days. In the next few days, they did draw a few works. Ye Cheng couldn't tell if it was good or bad. Teacher A Cong said that the results this time were good.By the time everyone went down from Shiba Ridge, Lu Mingyuan and Ye Cheng were about to sign up. Freshmen in high school had to sign up more than ten days in advance, and the school would organize a military training.

When Ye Cheng and the others went to the school to register, it was already the last day, and they were assigned to the ninth row. There were 23 people in the first few rows, and there were only [-] students in their row, all of whom were the last to register.There are basically two types of late registration, those who sometimes delay registration like Ye Cheng and others, and those whose scores do not meet the school's admissions criteria, and the family spends money to buy it.

During this period of military training, the boys and girls are far apart, probably because they are worried that something will affect them badly. After all, it is the military training organized by the school.The girls live in the old dormitory building on the other side of the school, while the boys sleep directly in the classrooms, with mats spread out, and each classroom sleeps in a row.

Standing in a military posture in the sun during the day, under the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees, the thick camouflage uniforms made the group of students dizzy. I heard that the girls' side was even more tragic, and they fell down one by one.The situation of Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan is not too bad. After all, they are children in the mountains, and they have worked hard in the past two years, so they can still hold on.

There is a tall man named Zhong Wanli in their row. His family seems to be quite rich. He often takes a few boys to the small shop, and sometimes a few of them hide in the toilet to smoke. Usually when the instructor is away, they like to hang out. In the dormitory, they loudly talk about dirty jokes on pornographic videos and so on.

They are all a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, and it is understandable that they are full of blood. Most of them have never talked about girlfriends.Usually, I just read magazines to enjoy myself, and at most I rent some DVDs.Being locked up in the school at the moment, some people can't hold back anymore, no matter how enjoyable their mouths are, they can't suppress the evil fire in their bodies, so some people use the sign of joking, touching this and rubbing that Well, Ye Cheng was young and neither ugly nor dark, so he especially liked those few people.

Normally, Ye Cheng would bear it. After all, high school life hadn't started yet, and no one wanted to cause trouble so soon, but those guys would act extraordinarily frivolous every time it was time to take a shower.

"Wow... Xiao Yezi's butt is so white!" Ye Cheng had just finished taking off his clothes when someone screamed strangely from behind.

"If this kid's hair grows longer, he will look like a girl." This is pure nonsense of a 16-year-old boy with a brain. It's far away, there's no way he's short, he's only fourteen this year.

"Oh, Xiao Yezi's waist is so thin!" Although the person who spoke tried to hide his excitement, but the people present were all men, and no one could hear the dirty little thoughts.

"Slenderer than those girls." As they said this, the group of boys gave out bursts of obscene smiles that they thought were humorous.

Ye Cheng speeded up his hands, wanting to get out of the bathroom after taking a shower, but those people became more and more daring, and someone reached out to touch his butt: "Wow... Xiao Yezi's butt is so slippery!" Ye Cheng Cheng Mao, but before he could make a move, that guy was kicked to the ground by Lu Mingyuan.

"What are you NND doing?" Zhong Wanli, who was still complacent just now, was bored by this kick.

"Can't you tell?" Lu Mingyuan was wearing a pair of boxer underpants, his body was still dripping with water, his small body was dark and thin, basically nothing to look at.

"Why are you so serious, Lu Mingyuan, we were joking just now." Zhong Wanli was usually very popular, but now someone was around to help.

"I was joking with him too." Lu Mingyuan had a straight face, not even joking at all.

"Why are you like this? Everyone is just kidding around, and Ye Cheng hasn't said anything yet, what about you?" The boys in the bathroom, all taller than Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan, stood up casually , are overwhelming power differences.

"I didn't intend to play with you." Ye Cheng hurriedly washed off the foam on his body and put on his pants. He was already impatient. Who wants to play such a joke with them?

"Then don't play, but this kid kicked me, I have to kick me back anyway, don't you think so?" Zhong Wanli got up from the ground a long time ago, he absolutely refused to be kicked in vain Yes, if you don't kick back, today's matter will be endless. He said to Ye Cheng with a rascal face: "Oh, by the way, I touched your butt just now. If you feel it's a loss, you can touch it back."

Ye Cheng didn't talk nonsense to her, and rushed over with the towel in his hand. Lu Mingyuan grabbed a broom next to him as a weapon and joined the battle.But those boys were strong, Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan were punched a lot, and the stick in Lu Mingyuan's hand was handed over after three or two strokes. In short, fighting with them was very bad, and there was no chance of winning at all. This is Ye Cheng The reason for the previous patience.

A few students saw that things were getting serious, so they went to find the instructor.

"What are you doing? What the hell are you doing all this? Get out of here, you are so strong, you can still make trouble! Go to the playground, everyone run ten laps for me!" Their instructor He was tall, strong, and dark, with a loud voice. When they became fierce, the group of children were afraid, and Zhong Wanli and the others didn't dare to make a sound, so they put on their clothes and obediently ran around.

The 400-meter runway, ten laps is 4000 meters. They have been training all day today, and they don't have much energy left at the moment. The few boys who were still alive and well just now are all wilted and wailing at the instructor spinelessly. : "Instructor, I can't take it anymore, I will die..."

"It's mourning! Let's run! Let me run!" The instructor stood on the playground and blew his whistle vigorously. He was also very helpless. Damn, it's really difficult to lead the students now!

Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan gritted their teeth and barely kept running. They walked around the playground lap after lap to the beat of the whistle. They didn't know if they had run ten laps. Anyway, the instructor stopped the whistle and waved his hand to indicate that they could After leaving, Zhong Wanli and his buddies collapsed on the grass. Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan went to the bathroom again. The clothes they just changed were soaked in sweat again, and they couldn't sleep without washing.

The light in the bathroom was still dim. At this moment, everyone had finished taking a shower, only Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan were left. When the tap was turned on, cold water poured down, without any temperature at all.Ye Cheng's body hurts in many places, someone kicked his thigh hard, it was bruised a lot, and his abdomen also hurt a little, he looked at the light, fortunately, it didn't look serious.

"Does it hurt?" When Ye Cheng turned his head, he saw Lu Mingyuan looking at him intently.

"It's okay." After all, he is a boy, and if he loses a fight, is it possible that he still has to cry?He is already a high school student.

"I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have fought." Lu Mingyuan was very frustrated. If it wasn't for him, Ye Cheng wouldn't have had so many injuries.

"Then you won't fight next time?" Ye Cheng turned his head in surprise.

"..." Lu Mingyuan didn't say anything. With his temper, he wasn't sure if he could bear it.

"That's troublesome." Ye Cheng looked at the scars on his body with a troubled face: "If it's just me, I will definitely be beaten worse next time."

"...Hit! Who said I won't hit anymore!" Lu Mingyuan was startled for a while, and then suddenly shouted loudly, and the few guys outside who were walking towards the bathroom stumbled in fright.