The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Xie Chen took two steps forward, and stomped his numb feet.

He lowered his head and then raised his head, trying to confirm something on Song Jiao.

For example, he suddenly felt that Song Jiao was very beautiful just now, and he was even more beautiful than the person they each liked that others said just now.

For another example, he suddenly felt that the scene of Song Jiao and Wen Zhi walking together was really too awkward, there was no more awkward scene in the world.

Xie Chen unconsciously touched the tip of his nose, taking back his swelling mood.

He strode forward, grabbed Song Jiao's arm, and pulled him away from Wen Zhi.

At that time, Song Jiao was talking to Wen Zhi when he was suddenly dragged away. He didn't react, blinked his eyes, and looked at Xie Chen puzzled: "What are you doing?"

What?

Xie Chen didn't know what he was doing, why did he come up to pull people?It just looked awkward, and came up directly without thinking.

Xie Chen paused for a while, and finally said: "...Class is over."

"Ah? I know, I'm about to go..." Song Jiao was grabbed by his arm, but she didn't know what to do, and she didn't say anything before being dragged away by Xie Chen and into the martial arts arena.

Friends followed suit.

Old General Wu sat in the shade of the tree, leaned on the back of the chair, and raised his chin at them: "Go and run a couple of laps first."

Song Jiao looked around in embarrassment, and all his friends tied up their clothes, talking and laughing about going for a run.

When he saw Wen Zhi, he stepped forward to talk to him as if he saw a savior: "Zhi Duoxing, are you feeling well? I'll take you down to rest, how about it?"

Wen Zhi lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, very seriously: "I'm not uncomfortable."

"Ah? Then I'm not feeling well, you help me to rest on the side, how about we escape and run?"

"No." Wen Zhi flatly refused, straightened his sleeves, "Let's go."

Xie Chen tugged at Song Jiao's sleeve: "Are you uncomfortable?"

He spoke loudly, Song Jiao hurriedly covered his mouth, and stopped in a low voice: "No."

Old General Wu heard the commotion here, and said: "Maomao, run!"

Song Jiao turned her head: "Yes, Grandpa."

He had no choice but to drag forward.

When it comes to running, Song Jiao is in a bad mood.

But this project was proposed by him.When he was young, Mr. Xie wanted to give them martial arts lessons, and asked him what he wanted to learn. He didn't understand anything at the time, and he said a lot of things that he was very yearning for at the time.

"Running! Rope skipping, high jumping, long jumping, and... and jumping, dancing!"

Thanks to Grandpa for not adopting the last few "jumps", but he adopted the first opinion.

Song Jiao ran once, but he didn't like running anymore, because Xie Chen said that he looked like a duckling when he ran.

Until now, Xie Chen didn't talk about it, but he still didn't like it very much.

He is lazy on weekdays, and he still likes to eat snacks in the system mall, drink milk tea, eat barbecue, and he can read a book paralyzed, so he never sits down.I usually go out and play with my friends.

In short, he started running slowly and tiredly, and he would rather hit a wooden dummy than run.

Song Jiao shuffled, stepped on the ground, turned his head and looked around, saw the familiar wooden dummy, and then turned his head to look at Old General Wu.

Old General Wu was sitting in his seat, drinking tea with his eyes squinted, feeling very comfortable.

Song Jiao whispered to Wen: "Zhi Duoxing, I'm running away, do you want to come with me?"

Wen Zhi shook his head, and wanted to persuade him: "Don't..."

Before Wen Zhi finished speaking, Song Jiao seized the opportunity and ran to the wooden dummy and hid.

Song Jiao clasped the wooden dummy with both hands, and hid behind the wooden dummy.

In the next second, a person stopped behind him: "Hey..."

Song Jiao turned her head and was taken aback by Xie Chen: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

"be lazy."

It was too easy to be discovered like this, Song Jiao glanced at Old General Wu vigilantly, then pulled Xie Chen back to the innermost place.

The two squatted in the corner, watching their friends run past them one by one.

Some of the friends saw them and waved to them, some didn’t see them and ran straight in front of them, and some wanted to join in, so they slowed down and made a turn around the wooden dummy.

Song Jiao hissed at them, and then the other people who were loafing together squatted down quietly in a row

In the silence, Xie Chen suddenly said: "You just wanted La Wenzhi to come over."

Song Jiao nodded, and replied, "Yes."

"Why do you just call him?"

"He can't run fast even when running, and every time he is tired and pale, I want to call him to be lazy together."

The two looked at Wen Zhi not far away, he was indeed not running fast, after a while, he was still not far away.But the movement of his feet never stopped.

Song Jiao sighed: "I really admire him."

Xie Shen paused: "Why didn't you call me?"

Song Jiao turned her head to look at him, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you running fast? What are you calling for?"

"I……"

Xie Chen hadn't "I" figured out why, Song Jiao looked up, and at some point, Old General Wu was no longer in his position.

He was startled, and looked around for Old General Wu.

Old General Wu approached with Qinglong Yanyue Knife step by step. Song Jiao met his eyes, took a breath, pulled Xie Chen up and ran away, not forgetting to call out to the lazy friends: "Run! Run!"

In the beginning, it was Song Jiao who led Xie Chen to run, and after only a few steps, when the position was changed, it was Xie Chen who led Song Jiao to run away.

The old general Wu chased after him with a knife, Xie Chen dragged Song Jiao, ran wildly, and brought a group of lazy friends, and quickly overtook the people in front.

Wen Zhi looked at their backs, lowered his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and kept his rhythm.

Song Jiao's eyes were dazzled by the shock, and when he stopped, his legs gave way and he was about to fall to the ground.

Xie Chen grabbed his arm from behind and pulled him up from the ground.Song Jiao gave up struggling and sat softly on the ground.

Xie Chen raised his knee, pressed it against the bend of his leg, and ordered: "Stand up, let's go."

Old General Wu watched from the side, very satisfied: "Well, brother Shen, please help Mao Mao."

Xie Chen pursed the corners of his lips, and then raised his knees: "Maomao, you take two steps forward."

Song Jiao's eyes were dizzy like mosquito coils, he couldn't even hear what Xie Chen was saying, he completely gave up resisting, leaned back, and fell directly into Xie Chen's arms.

The little one was soft and warm, Xie Chen suddenly remembered the dream of last night, his breathing was stagnant, and he could no longer say "you go by yourself".

Old General Wu said: "Hey, this is not acceptable, brother Shen, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Chen hugged Song Jiao's waist, carried him to the shade of a tree, let him sit on Old General Wu's chair, and brought him another cup of hot tea.

Song Jiao leaned on the back of the chair and slowly restarted.

Someone handed the teacup to his lips, and he drank some water with that person's hand.

Old General Wu:? ? ?

Can you put me in your eyes a little bit?

Then he shot arrows in the shooting range. Xie Chen carried two bows and two quivers alone, and shot arrows with bows.Song Jiao was sitting by the side to rest, and once Xie Chen hit the bull's-eye, he raised his hands and applauded once.

"Great!"

"Not good." Old General Wu stepped forward and patted Song Jiao on the back, "You go too."

"Yes."

Song Jiao reluctantly went forward, Xie Chen took off the bow hanging on his body and handed it to him, and took another arrow to him: "Yes."

Song Jiao took the bow and arrow, put on a posture, blinked, closed the left eye, then closed the right eye, trying to aim.

Old General Wu was both helpless and funny, and finally said: "Brother Shen, please help me."

Xie Chen responded, and stood behind Song Jiao, with his toes touching his feet, holding his hand, and helping him adjust his posture.

Song Jiao glanced back, but he whispered, "Concentrate."

Song Jiao turned her head back and replied in a low voice, "Got it."

Xie Chen moved back and moved his chest away from Song Jiao's back.

Can be a bit noisy.Xie Chen said, the sound of his heart beating.

When the heart was falling, Xie Chen and Song Jiao let go of the bowstring, and the feathered arrow pierced through the air and hit the bull's-eye.

Song Jiao raised his eyes and glanced forward: "Wow! Brother Shen, you are so amazing!"

Too bad, the heart that was finally under control started to swell again.

Since last night, in just one day, the feeling of losing control of his heart made Xie Chen at a loss for countless times.

Xie Chen came back to his senses abruptly, quickly withdrew his hand, and took a big step back.Song Jiao was puzzled and looked back at him.

He looked at Song Jiao with a guilty conscience: "You practice by yourself."

"Okay." Song Jiao agreed, but didn't turn around.

"What else?"

Song Jiao pointed to the quiver on his back: "I don't have any arrows."

Xie Chen untied the quiver and handed it to him: "Here."

After Song Jiao took the things, Xie Chen turned his head and looked around. The others had all shot a quiver of arrows, and they were gathering together to compete with each other.

He thought for a while, and took a step over there: "I've passed."

Song Jiao nodded: "Yeah."

Xie Chen ran away from him as if fleeing from a scourge, and ran to his brothers.

Xie Chen, something is wrong with you, you need to calm down!

You see, there is no difference between Song Jiao and these brothers.

"Brother Shen!"

"Brother Shen, do you want to try it?"

"Brother Shen, come and try, we won't have to play anymore."

Xie Chen took the longbow they were trying out from their hands, weighed it in his hand, felt that the weight was about the same, and then stretched the longbow eight full.

He tried the feel, and then took three arrows from his friends, put the first arrow on the bowstring, and this time he drew the full moon bow.

The three arrows were sent out compactly, and each one was nailed to the archery target, making a loud noise, and the archery targets standing on the ground shook back and forth.

Until the third arrow hit the red heart of the target, there was still a "bang", followed by a louder "bang".

The arrow target fell, kicking up a cloud of dust.

It took a long time for the friends to come back to their senses, and exclaimed: "Damn, brother Shen is born with supernatural power!"

Xie Chen, who always likes to show off and show off, today it was rare that he didn't immediately echo what they said, but instead turned his head to look at Song Jiao's side.

At some point, Wen Zhi walked over to Song Jiao with a bow and arrow. The two of them were holding a longbow, adjusting the bowstring, and exchanging words from time to time.

That awkward feeling came up again, Xie Chen regretted it to death, he shouldn't have left Song Jiao just now and ran away by himself.

but……

When approaching, I still feel insufficient, and I am afraid of overstepping; when I run away, I am jealous and mad, and it is difficult to speak.

It's so annoying to feel out of control.

Xie Chen forced himself to look back at his friends, pretending to be frank: "Well, it's nothing, I'm not angry at all..."

He accidentally said what was in his heart, and he changed his expression without changing his face: "This archery target has been used for several years, and it should be replaced long ago."

Mu Ying said: "Forget it then, let's go and make wooden dummy stakes instead."

"it is good."

Xie Chen left with his friends, he looked back, but he didn't seem to see anything clearly.

On the other side of the wooden dummy, a group of people surrounded the wooden dummy, beating the wooden dummy with bang bang.

I don't know how long it took, the people over there suddenly backed away, and then there was an exclamation: "Wow! Brother Shen, you are really born with supernatural power!"

Xie Chen looked at the broken piece of wood on the ground, frowned and said, "It's nothing, I'm not angry at all..."

He changed his words again: "This wooden dummy has been used for several years, it should be replaced long ago."

In the evening, Xie Chen waved goodbye to his friends, and with a schoolbag in one hand, he threw it on his back and was about to go back.

Song Jiao lives with him, so of course he wants to go with him.

But when he turned around, he saw Song Jiao and Wen Zhi walking together again.

Wen Zhi appeared too many times today.

The corners of Xie Chen's mouth sank: "Mamao."

"Ah?" Song Jiao turned her head and her eyes fell on him.

But he didn't speak, and turned his head to look at Wen Zhi: "Are you still going back?"

Wen knew: "I want to do my homework with Maomao, and I will go back after finishing."

Song Jiao suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Xie Chen, Third Grandpa asked us to recite the essay tomorrow, don't forget."

Xie Chen said "Yes", but Song Jiao still had some doubts about him: "Come to my room after dinner, and I will watch you finish reciting."

"En." Xie Chen couldn't ask for more, but Xie Chen pretended to be reserved.

Xie Chen returned to the room and took a cold shower first.He held the wooden basin with both hands, and the wooden basin was tipped over, and cold water was poured from the top of his head.

Wet, like a little wolf that fell into an ice cave.

He wanders between approaching and fleeing, not knowing what is the emotional drive, let alone whether it is right or wrong to follow his heart.

He felt two Xie Chen shouting beside his ears.

A Xie Chen urged him: "Hurry up and go to Mao Mao, if you don't go to him, you will die of pain."

Another Xie Chen reminded: "Hey, just think about it in your dream, but don't show it to be discovered by Mao Mao. Are you normal when you think about brother like this?"

"Normal! Very normal! Isn't it like this when I was a child? What's abnormal? I just had a dream, what does it mean?"

"It's not normal, I suggest you calm down first, and don't go to Maomao until the alcohol is gone. What if you can't help biting?"

"Brother Shen, if you don't go, only Wen Zhi and Mao Mao will stay together."

Xie Chen was shocked, and shouted "Get out", then took the unopened schoolbag and went to Song Jiao's place.

He didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in.

When he entered, Song Jiao was lying on the couch with his big yellow dog in his arms, reading a book and rubbing his stomach to digest food.There is also Wen Zhi who always appears today, he is sitting at the table upright, writing with a pen.

Two people do their own things, and occasionally say a word or two.

Song Jiao asked: "How did you do it? You used to run like that when you were young, and you have never been lazy even now."

Wen Zhi straightened his back: "Persistence is the most important thing."

Xie Chen pouted, closed the door behind his back, walked in, and threw his schoolbag in front of Song Jiao.

Song Jiao sat up: "Did you write your homework?"

Xie Chen said confidently: "Not yet."

"Hurry up and write, Zhi Duoxing is already writing homework for three years later." Song Jiao said as he was about to stay in bed, "Hurry up..."

Xie Chen's thin lips parted lightly: "Oh."

Song Jiao:? ? ?

"What are you doing?" Song Jiao held the schoolbag in one hand and Xie Chen in the other, telling him to sit down in front of the table, "Write quickly, and ask me if you don't understand anything, and start memorizing after you finish writing."

Song Jiao dipped the pen into the ink and put the pen into his hand: "Start!"

He asked Xie Chen to do the homework by himself, and then picked up Xie Chen's book to read.

Good guy, half of the book is full of little turtles, where Mr. Liu talks about, he draws.

From front to back, the little turtle is more and more vivid.

Song Jiao turned to look at him, with an indescribable gaze, Xie Chen felt a little uncomfortable: "Why?"

Song Jiao sighed wearily, and fell to the side: "I don't know how to explain to Grandpa Xie."

As night fell, Wen Zhi packed up his things and was about to leave, Xie Shen heaved a sigh of relief and felt very happy.

Song Jiao waved at him: "See you tomorrow, Zhi Duoxing."

Wen Zhi nodded slightly: "See you tomorrow, you are exhausted today, go to bed early, brother Shen will never finish memorizing the article."

Xie Chen raised his eyes: "Hey, let's go quickly, don't gossip here."

Wen Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he understood everything: "See you tomorrow."

After saying this, he went out.

Xie Chen said: "Zhi Duoxing is crazy, he didn't dare to talk to me like this before, he is provoking..."

Song Jiao interrupted him: "He's telling the truth."

"Huh? Song Jiao?"

"Can you memorize it quickly? I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Then go to sleep, I can carry it here by myself."

Song Jiao glanced at him suspiciously: "Then I'll watch you recite it. If you can't recite it tomorrow, you'll have to stand outside again."

Xie Chen dropped the book, stood up, dragged him to the side of the bed, threw it on, and covered the quilt: "Go up to sleep, I will recite it soon, and I will recite it to you when you wake up."

The lights were dim, Song Jiao was sleeping soundly while hugging the pillow; Xie Chen was also hugging the pillow, looking seriously at the scroll in front of him.

Song Jiao didn't wake up until late at night when he memorized all the articles.

Xie Chen walked to Song Jiao's bedside, trying to push him awake: "Maomao, I..."

Song Jiao patted his hands away, pulled up the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep, and smacked his lips.

Xie Chen's voice suddenly became quieter, and he felt aggrieved: "I'm done reciting it."

I have finished memorizing, why are you still sleeping?

You are piggy!

He put the book next to Song Jiao's pillow, and then sat down beside the bed.

Song Jiao was sound asleep, with his back turned to him, Xie Chen folded his hands, turned to look at him, trying to find some reason why he lost control from his face.

Xie Chen could only look at Song Jiao like this when he was asleep.

But even if Song Jiao fell asleep, he still quickly looked away, not daring to look more.

It is clear that in the past, I could watch as long as I liked.

All because of that inexplicable dream.

Xie Chen was extremely wronged, he spent his 14th birthday extremely wronged.In just one night, he didn't know what happened, how could he become like this?

Uncontrollable, aggrieved and bored, with mixed emotions.

In his dream, he still does whatever he wants as he did when he was a child, but in reality he is timid and worried about gains and losses.

Xie Chen couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and fled back to his room.

He took out his weapons and polished them one by one with a silk cloth. It was not until the middle of the night that he lost energy, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

Xie Shen made up his mind that he should stay away from Song Jiao, and after he adjusted his mood and no longer had that inexplicable emotion, he would play with him again.

So these days, Xie Chen didn't pay much attention to him.

The school had a monthly vacation that day, and the friends made an appointment to go out and play together.

Xie Chen left the palace early in the morning and joined his friends in front of the palace gate.

He looked around and asked, "Where's the parrot?"

Friends said: "Brother Parrot went to Dongshi to look for that little flower seller."

Xie Chen was speechless, and found that there were still a few people who hadn't come, so he asked them again, and the answers he got were all——

"I'm looking for the little girl who sells tofu."

"I went to find the little girl who sells wine."

"Going to find the little girl."

Xie Chen frowned: "This group of people really..."

"It's too disrespectful, and we clearly agreed to go out to play together today." At this moment, the sweetheart of the person who spoke passed by, his eyes immediately stuck to him, and he said, "Brother Chen, I have something to do too. We have to go first."

Xie Chen frowned more and more: "What are you guys doing?"

"Brother Shen, I'll take my leave first." The man gave him a fist, bent over, and quickly chased after him. While chasing, he took out the gift he had prepared from his bosom.

The remaining friends comforted: "Brother Shen, we are all grown up, it's time to start a family and start a business."

This group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers said these words solemnly.

Xie Chen choked: "Although I'm not good at idioms, but..."

The friends said again: "Brother Shen, there is an old saying, 'Brothers are like clothes, and lovers are like siblings.'"

Their idioms seem to be even worse.

The friends also knew that this explanation didn’t seem very good, so they racked their brains for a while, and the last person clapped their hands and said, “Brother Shen, when you have a sweetheart, you want to stay with your sweetheart all day long, even if It’s okay to sit still.”

"Brother Shen, please be considerate and considerate of them, our school finally has a holiday."

"Brother Shen definitely doesn't have a sweetheart yet, I'll understand when Brother Shen has one later."

Xie Chen folded his hands, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Oh, I'm worthless. I won't be like this when I have a sweetheart in the future. I'm tired of being together all day long. What's the matter?"

He waved his hand and didn't take it seriously: "Okay, then let's go play and leave them alone."

A group of people were about to leave when Wen Zhi in casual clothes appeared at the gate of the palace.

Friends waved to him: "Zhi Duoxing, let's go, let's go play together."

Wen Zhi also waved at them, but said: "I asked Mao Mao to go to the study together, you go and play."

Xie Chen walked in the front and naturally heard this clearly.

After he had gone a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head abruptly, and looked at Wen Zhi.

Just now his group of friends said that if they have a sweetheart, they wish they could stay with the sweetheart all day long.

Recently Wen Zhi appeared in...

His whole heart was raised, and then Song Jiao ran out from the palace gate leading the big yellow dog. He didn't see Xie Chen, but waved to Wen Zhi, happily: "Hi, Zhi Duoxing!"

The one who stays with you all day is your sweetheart?That Wen Zhi's sweetheart...

a bolt from the blue!

A thunderbolt hit Xie Chen's head, and Xie Chen suddenly lost all secular desires.