I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

The school is going to run a marathon next month, so I can't spare the time. "

Although Fu Bochong has started to take over the company's affairs, he has not yet graduated, and his school organizes a marathon with social organizations every year. As the president of the school's student union, he naturally has to participate.

Fu Heyan immediately became energetic: "Little uncle, will you participate this year?"

Fu Bochong didn't speak, but nodded.

"Then I want to participate too!"

Before Fu Bochong could speak, Fu Boshao laughed first: "Your little uncle's school is holding a marathon, why are you going to join in the fun?"

"I," Fu Heyan stammered, "I can be a volunteer!"

"I think you just want to find a chance to skip class?"

Fu Heyan was a little anxious: "Why are you skipping class? I was supposed to be on vacation for those few days."

"Your task now is to study hard, don't always think about what you have and what you don't have," Fu Baishao said: "I don't know you yet? As long as you can stop studying, you can jump higher than anyone else."

Seeing that he couldn't hold back his father, Fu Heyan quickly asked Fu Huoshan for help: "Grandfather..."

Fu Huoshan laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you can go if you want."

Fu Baishao felt helpless: "Grandpa, you can't spoil him like that."

Fu Huoshan smiled and said: "What's wrong with being a volunteer? It also increases social practice. As for studying, it's not bad for a while. Didn't you always want to run outside when you were young? Besides," he looked at Fu He Yan: "If you don't let this little monkey go, he's always thinking about it."

Fu Heyan jumped up happily, and hugged Fu Huoshan's neck: "Thank you, grandpa!"

Fu Bochong, who had been silent all this time, raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "What are you happy about, I didn't promise to take you there."

Fu Heyan didn't care, "It doesn't matter if you don't take me with you, Grandpa will take care of it for me."

"Look," Fu Baishao said helplessly from the side, "it's all your favor."

Satisfied, Fu Heyan picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. He seemed to think of something suddenly, and raised his head and asked, "Brother Guangxi, will you go with me?" He added, "It's fun to be a volunteer."

"I won't go," Tan Guangxi said, "I have to review my homework on weekends."

Seeing what he said, Fu Heyan didn't say anything else, thinking that the future would be long. Anyway, now that Tan Guangxi lives in his house, they have plenty of time to get in touch with each other slowly.

He seemed to have thought of something, and asked again: "Oh, by the way, Brother Guangxi, have you signed up for any events in the school sports meeting next week?"

Tan Guangxi shook his head again: "No."

Although Tan Guangxi is very good at long-distance running and sprinting, but because the book-wearing person who invaded his body in the past two years has always been a sports idiot, he has never participated in the school sports meeting, so he didn't sign up, not because he was afraid that someone would see something It came to light, after all, he had been hiding very well since he regained consciousness, but it was better to be more cautious than to be less.

Fu Baishao also seemed to be a little interested, and asked, "Did Xiaoxi not apply for any projects?"

Tan Guangxi hummed.

Before Fu Baishao could speak again, Fu Heyan leaned over again: "Brother Guangxi, I signed up for the 800-meter and 4X4 relay, so come and cheer for me."

Tan Guangxi smiled and said hello.

"Uncle..."

"I don't have time." Fu Bochong said bluntly.

Fu Heyan snorted, then retracted his head wearily.

The next day, Tan Guangxi arrived at school early in the morning. He was sitting at his desk packing his schoolbag when a figure in school uniform ran towards him.

He looked up and saw that it was Lu Fangzhou.

The neckline of Lu Fangzhou's school uniform is open, with a schoolbag in one hand and a basketball in the other arm. He probably ran up all the way, and he is still panting.

"Boss," he said, "Lend me Lao Wang's homework."

Tan Guangxi asked, "Why?"

"I get the answer right, so that I won't be choked by him if I get a wrong question."

Lao Wang was their math teacher, and he was very irritable on weekdays. If he didn't answer a question, he would be scolded and he would be punished to stand.

Tan Guangxi didn't say anything, he took out his homework from his schoolbag and handed it to him.

Lu Fangzhou took it and walked away swaggeringly.

Tan Guangxi lowered his head and continued to take out textbooks. However, just as he took a few more books, suddenly the light in front of him dimmed. He looked up and saw Lu Shao standing in front of him.

Lu Shao's school uniform was neatly dressed, and he looked at him with his head down and a smile.

Tan Guangxi closed his schoolbag casually, and said with a smile, "Morning."

The smile on Lu Shao's face was still light and gentle: "How was your weekend?"

"It's okay, I have done a few sets of questions."

"Let's do quizzes together this weekend?"

Tan Guangxi remembered that Fu Heyan had asked him to go to an auction this week, so he said, "I have something to do this week, so I'll have time later."

Lu Shao didn't show any displeasure on his face, he still smiled and said, "That's right, that's right," he seemed to be thinking of something again: "I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Tan Guangxi put his schoolbag aside casually: "Okay."

Soon another few days passed, and finally it was the annual school sports meeting.

At this time, it was late summer and early autumn, and the weather was scorching hot at noon, but it was a little cool in the morning and evening.

It was less than six o'clock in the morning, and the students of all classes participating in the school sports meeting had already sat in their class seats, preparing to participate in the opening ceremony.

Tan Guangxi was standing in front of the big banner of the class, helping to strengthen the flag on the flagpole of the class, when he saw Lu Fangzhou walking towards this side with a pale face and a little limp footsteps.

He subconsciously put down the double-sided tape in his hand and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Fangzhou's complexion was not very good: "Just now I squatted in the pit for a long time, and my legs are numb."

Tan Guangxi was a little speechless: "You don't have to go to the first show after the opening ceremony, so hurry up and rest for a while."

Lu Fangzhou nodded, and was about to walk in the direction of the seat when he suddenly stopped and covered his stomach again: "No, I have to go again."

The author says:

Fu Bochong: Here I am.

51. Games 2

◎That senior runs so fast. ◎

The opening ceremony has already begun, and the playground is full of noisy sounds, neat teams, and colorful flags, which almost attract everyone's attention, except for Lu Shao who is sitting in the last row of the class.

Because some students were in the opening ceremony team, and some students were preparing for the next competition, at this time there were only a few students sitting in twos and twos in the class seats.

His gaze swept over and landed on Tan Guangxi who was sitting in the middle by the aisle.

Tan Guangxi was wearing a large white T-shirt, black shorts, white sneakers showing a section of white socks, very ordinary attire, but because of his black hair and fair skin, he just sat there quietly, Also very attractive.

Lu Shao looked at him calmly. From his angle, he could just see Tan Guangxi's pink elbows and slender fingertips resting on the back of the chair.At this time, a classmate came over and said something to him. Tan Guangxi took off the white earphones stuffed in his ears, and turned his head slightly to listen to the other party. The bright and soft sunlight fell on his side face, outlining a beautiful radian.

He was staring at Tan Guangxi without turning his eyes, when he suddenly heard a voice next to his ear: "Student Lu."

Lu Shao turned his head and saw that it was the study committee member of the class, a short-haired girl who was usually shy when she spoke.

With a gentle smile on his face, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The study committee member said in a soft voice: "The school requires each class to produce at least [-] manuscripts. There is no limit to the genre of lyrical prose. You write a few and give them to me later."

Lu Shao smiled and said, "Okay."

When he finished perfunctory with the study committee member and turned back, Tan Guangxi was no longer in his original position. He glanced around and found that he was standing in the aisle on the side of the class. Opposite him was a man with a pale face who was slightly bent over and covering his stomach. Lu Fangzhou.

Tan Guangxi raised his head slightly, he didn't know what he was talking to Lu Fangzhou, the two exchanged a few words, Tan Guangxi walked around the long table in front of the class and walked towards the teaching building.

Lu Shao didn't speak, just looked at Tan Guangxi quietly, his eyes swept back and forth on his thin white straight calf under his shorts, and didn't look back until the other party left his sight.

He lowered his head, with a sneer on his lips, picked up the pen and wrote the first line of the manuscript on the paper.

On the other side, Tan Guangxi came to the school infirmary, the infirmary was very deserted, only a school doctor was sitting in front of the computer playing Lianliankan.He saw Tan Guangxi walking in, minimized Lianliankan on the computer desktop, and asked, "What's the matter, classmate? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Tan Guangxi walked in and asked, "Teacher, is there any medicine for gastroenteritis?"

The school doctor looked him up and down for a week: "You have a bad stomach?"

"It's not me, it's one of my classmates."

"Yes, there are, but even the same symptoms may have different causes. What about your classmate? Why doesn't he come by himself?"

"He still has a game in a while."

"Hey," the school doctor called out, "What's the competition if you have gastroenteritis?" But thinking that these students are still very young, they are at the age of obedience, unlike their old fritters who have worked for several years. When it comes to work, I can hide and hide, and I can procrastinate, so I asked again: "How did you eat your stomach?"

"I ate something unclean at noon," he paused, "lunch."

The school doctor looked at him through the lens: "Did you secretly order takeaway?"

Tan Guangxi didn't speak.

The school doctor shook his head and said to himself: "You children, you are just disobedient. The school tells you not to order takeaway, but you still secretly order it. Do you know how those takeaways are?