AA mutual teasing notes

At eleven o'clock sharp, the class gathers in the rest area for roll call.

The position assigned to Class [-] of the second year of high school was by the playground, under the shade of a tree, and it was quite shady.

Lin Jiayu took the roster and a pen, counted the heads, and ticked off the paper: "Xu Qing, Zhou Qu, Yan... the president is not here, are you going to the competition?"

Shen Qing sat next to him and took a sip of water, and said: "The president just won the first place in the group in the 50-meter shooting, and now he should go to the next bow and arrow team for inspection."

"Just number one in the group?"

He shook his index finger: "It's a conservative estimate. I came back before I finished watching, but the president's score should also be the first in the whole group."

"Oh." Lin Jiayu rolled his eyes, "I said so."

"And Ye Shen, who just broke the school record in the 800-meter dash, and is now in the 50-meter dash."

Lin Jiayu nodded, and ticked off the names of both of them: "What else does our class have in the morning?"

Shen Qing thought for a while: "There is a 4X800 at the end."

"Who will go? The president and God Ye must be there."

"Well, there's me and the sports committee."

"That's stable! With this lineup, whoever won't be the first in our class will be the first."

Lin Jiayu patted Shen Qing on the shoulder: "Come on, Qing, I will try to record you and the president Ye Shen's heroic appearance together."

Shen Qing: "No, no, I'm not a light bulb, please edit a personal special for me, thank you."

Temporary shooting range.

"Whoosh-"

The bow and arrow pierced through the air and hit the bullseye.

The arrow trembled, and stabbed firmly on the target.

Yan Qi lowered his bow slowly, and there were screams outside the shooting range.

When the referee teacher from the sports group came to record the results, he unscrewed the bottle of mineral water, drank it and walked out.

Within two steps, someone shouted from behind: "President Yan."

Yan Qi stopped and turned his head.

It was a girl, wearing a bow uniform with white top and red bottom, obviously a member of the bow and arrow club.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qi asked.

The girl smiled shyly and said, "Originally, the president asked me to wear the club uniform to participate in the competition, because he wanted to advertise the bow and arrow club. I tried my best, but I was still worse than the president."

"President, do you consider joining the archery club?"

Members of the student union, including the president himself, can join other clubs at their own will, as long as the spare time can be arranged.

But Yan Qi didn't want club activities to take up too much energy, so he said quietly, "No."

"Ah, I see, I'm sorry to bother the president."

"It's okay." Yan Qi curled his lower lip politely, "I watched your match just now, and you performed well."

"Ah, really?"

"Thank you, President!"

Yan Qi nodded lightly, turned around, and saw Ye Yang standing outside the line of the shooting range not far away.

He walked over, got close and heard Ye Yang's breathing was still a little short, and asked him, "Did you run here?"

"Well, I just ran 50 meters and came to see you."

Yan Qi knew that Ye Yang would definitely be number one, so he didn't ask about the results.

Ye Yang looked behind him, and suddenly asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

Yan Qi said, "She asked me if I wanted to join the bow and arrow club."

"yes."

Yan Qi: "?"

"Just saying this, why do people laugh so happily."

Yan Qi: "..."

His eyes swept over Ye Yang's face, and suddenly he leaned over and pressed it against Ye Yang's neck.

People were watching all around, although Ye Yang didn't mind, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qi said, "Is your pheromone fermented?"

He backed away, wrapped his arms around Ye Yang's shoulders, and gently pinched the back of his neck: "It's so sore."

The last event on the morning of the first day of the sports meeting is the 4X800-meter relay race, which starts at [-]:[-].

It's ten minutes now, enough time for them to go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then change into clean sportswear.

The two ran back to the dormitory. Ye Yang took off his shirt and threw it by the sink as soon as he entered.The two exercises he just finished were intense, and the weather was hot, and his thin muscles were drenched with sweat.

Considering that the time for taking turns to wash is still a bit tight, Yan Qi went directly into the bathroom with him.

As soon as the door was closed, Ye Yang grabbed his shoulders from behind and rolled over.

Covered his lips.

Yan prayed for a breath of stagnation.

Ye Yang took him to the shower, turned on the switch with his backhand, then inserted his hand into Yanqi's wet black hair, and kissed him deeper.

The sound of dripping water in the bathroom concealed intertwined breathing.

Strictly speaking, this is the second time they have kissed, the last time was on the stage of a cultural gala.

At that time, Yan Qi thought, if they were not performing a drama at that moment, but were really kissing - he wanted to reach out and hold Ye Yang's face, or pinch the back of his neck and bite his lips.

Now Yan Qi has indeed done so.

He raised his hand and held Ye Yang's jaw forcefully, opened his eyes, and bit down hard at the same time.

The moment he bit his lip, there was a faint smell of blood overflowing.

Ye Yang frowned, "hissed" and opened his eyes to look at Yan Qi.

There was no emotion in Yan Qi's eyes, as usual, like a foggy glass, cold and alienated.

He couldn't figure it out, and he wasn't sure whether Yan Qi was angry because he kissed him, so he had to take half a step back, then raised his hand and wiped his lips with his thumb, the pulp of his finger was full of bright red blood.

Ye Yang looked down for two seconds, didn't say anything, turned around silently and went to the sink, turned on the cold water from the faucet to rinse, splashed water on his lips to stop the bleeding and calm the wound.

Yan Qi still had the smell of blood on his lips, and he also realized that he had bitten hard.

He couldn't explain why he wanted to do this - it was like a beast's instinct to thirst for blood, but this move seemed to hurt Ye Yang.

Yan Qi's fingers hanging by his side moved, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, Ye Yang, who had already turned back, pulled him to stand under the shower to rinse.

Seeing that he was silent, Ye Yang asked, "Are you angry?"

Yan Qi froze, shook his head and said, "No."

"Yeah." Both of them were about to rush, Ye Yang turned off the shower and went out to get towels.

Although he didn't say anything, Yan Qi could feel that he was wronged.It wasn't like that on the first day, so I behaved calmly.

The voice of the campus radio came into the dormitory: "Please join the first group of 4X800-meter relay classes to gather at the starting point..."

Ye Yang put on clean sportswear, saw that Yan Qi hadn't come out of the bathroom, and said aloud, "Ah Qi, I'm going down first."

He was the first one, and Yan Qi was the last one, so he could arrive later.

starting point.

Zhou Qu and Shen Qing pinned number cloths to the back of each other's sportswear.

Lin Jiayu switched out the video recording function on his phone, and looked around: "Why haven't Ye Shen and the president arrived yet? Both of them have already finished their previous project."

Shen Qing wondered that they might have gone back to the dormitory to take a shower after sweating all over. Looking in that direction, they saw Ye Yang walking this way.

"Hey, God Ye is here."

Lin Jiayu also looked over: "Where's the president? Are they not together?"

Zhou Qu also guessed what they were doing, and then said: "They must go back to take a shower, let's get into the bathroom first, the president will probably come late for the last blow."

Shen Qing sighed after hearing the words: "Why don't you wash together?"

Lin Jiayu: "Yeah, how fast we can wash together."

Zhou Qu: "...What the hell are you pretending to be in your head?"

Ye Yang walked up to him, and Zhou Qu found out his runner's bib and handed it over.

Lifting his eyes to see Ye Yang's face, he was stunned: "God Ye, you..."

He pointed to his lower lip and asked, "What's the matter, is it broken?"

Shen Qing took a look: "Damn it, it's still bleeding!"

Lin Jiayu quickly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out one and handed it over.

Ye Yang took the tissue and pressed it twice indifferently, and passed the number bib to Shen Qing's hand: "Help me fasten it, thank you."

Shen Qing felt that this task was a bit heavy: "Why don't you wait for the president to come and let him say goodbye to you?"

Ye Yang's eyes drooped, and his voice lowered a bit: "He's the fourth best, come down later, don't do it."

"Success." Shen Qing didn't say much anymore, went to the back and pinned him.

"--boom!"

The starting gun sounds.

Ye Yang's explosive power was so strong that he left the other players behind as soon as he crossed the starting line.

And the gap will continue to widen rapidly.

There was a series of screams interspersed with the cheering and cheering on the runway, and the voices were so loud that it was almost impossible to hear the words.Lin Jiayu looked around, covered his ears with his index finger and yelled at Shen Qing: "Why hasn't the president come yet!"

Shen Qing roared back: "Don't worry! The president is the most punctual! It won't be late!"

As if to slap him in the face, Yan Qi hadn't appeared until Zhou Qu took over the second baton.

Ye Yang widened the gap by more than half a circle with the first blow, Zhou Qu maintained it well, did not open further, but was not caught up.

Seeing that Shen Qing was about to go out to take over the baton, she couldn't help muttering: "The president hasn't arrived yet, why don't I run slower?"

At this moment, Lin Jiayu heard it, and asked while holding up the video on his mobile phone: "Can you do it? Do you still bring water?"

Shen Qing giggled and said, "Just kidding, I'll let you see what a chasing boy is."

"Don't be poor, go out quickly, Zhou Qu is almost here."

Shen Qing stepped out and took his place before the starting line.

He is usually at the end of the line, except for Ye Yang and Yan Qi who are the tallest in the class, with long arms and legs, and are much faster than Zhou Qu in terms of speed.

As soon as he took over the baton, he jumped out with a "crack", and directly opened the original half-circle distance by several meters, which was beyond the reach of the people behind.

The faces of the third batters waiting on the other runways all had expressions of desperation.

I can only cheer up and compete for the second place in the group.

Shen Qing ran too fast, and Lin Jiayu was even more anxious, looking around while holding up the phone, and finally saw Yan Qi pushing through the crowd to the front, picked up the number cloth, turned his face, and put it on himself.

Then he walked over quickly and stuffed a small bottle of spray into Lin Jiayu's hand: "Help me, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he ran out, just in time to take the baton from Shen Qing.

The president was here, no surprises, Shen Qing didn't need to continue to look after handing him the stick, and walked away from the runway with his waist supported, seeing Lin Jiayu staring down at the things in his hand in a daze.

"What are you looking at?"

Shen Qing took the spray and looked at it: "Watermelon Frost?"

Lin Jiayu said: "The president's, he asked me to help take it."

Shen Qing turned to the back and looked at the purpose, and realized: "This is for God Ye!"

Lin Jiayu had a dreamy expression: "Wow..."

The two got together and happily took pictures of this bottle of watermelon cream.

——Yan Qi crossed the finish line.

Class 4 of the second year of senior high school won the first place in the 800X[-]-meter relay race without any suspense, leading by a full lap.

He walked back to the crowd in Class [-], Grade [-], and saw Ye Yang about to go out with a bottle of mineral water. He caught up with him in two steps, grabbed his arm and brought him to Lin Jiayu and the others.

Seeing Yan Qi brought back a bottle of watermelon cream, Ye Yang was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Did you just go buy it?"

"Yeah." Yan Qi shook the bottle gently, turned his face around, sprayed carefully on the wound on his lower lip, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Yang laughed lazily, lowered his eyes: "It hurts."

Shen Qing next to him couldn't help interjecting: "God Ye, where did you hit it? It broke so badly."

Before Ye Yang could make a sound, Yan Qi said in a calm tone, "I've hit my teeth."

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