Slag attack classification system

Tang Zhi thought that he was a BKING in the first year of junior high school, and he basically didn’t like to talk to people. When the male classmates in the same class asked him to go out to play basketball, he waved his little hand and refused to go. He was busy programming.

He wears thick glasses, combs a watermelon hair, and has long bangs. He looks at people through the cracks in his hair. He looks like a lonely boy. He sits in the last row by himself, lying in class. Programming on the desk, playing games after class, life is very regular.

He didn't fall out of the first place in the exam, let alone a classmate, and the teacher didn't dare to provoke him, so he offered it like a mascot.

In the first half of the semester, something happened to Tang Zhi's family. His grandfather entrusted him to a class teacher in the high school district of the same school. Zhi's family was in trouble, so he didn't say much, and directly treated Tang Zhi as his own child, eating and living with him.

Because the head teacher had to watch the evening self-study at night, and he couldn't let such a young child stay by himself, the head teacher took Tang Zhi to their class for evening self-study.

Tang Zhi looked around at the back of the classroom, there were no more seats... He took a long leg and sat next to the boy in the last row... When he sat down, he was annoyed... He didn't know the boy Is it a chatterbox, what should I do if I pull him to do chores...

Facts proved that his question was unnecessary. The boy was quietly immersed in his own world. Tang Zhi took a glance and found that the boy was preparing for advanced mechanical principles in college.

is a werewolf.

The two of them live in peace and do their own things. Tang Zhi doesn't even know the boy's name, but he gradually gets used to sitting next to the boy for self-study at night...the boy will have a faint smell. There is no smell of traditional Chinese medicine, sometimes it is tea smell... that kind of strong black tea smell is very calming.

Sitting next to the boy, Tang Zhi felt very peaceful for some reason.

The two of them never spoke a word, and the boy didn't even look at him seriously until one evening study session——

Tang Zhi lowered his head to read the basketball magazine and was enjoying it when the homeroom teacher appeared from the back door like a ghost, pulled out the basketball magazine in Tang Zhi's hand, and knocked Young Master Tang on the head warningly.

The acquaintance was indeed an acquaintance, and he didn't hesitate to knock on someone. With a "click", Tang Zhi rubbed his watermelon head.

"Zhao Zhenhe, are you looking at something too?" The class teacher's eyes were sharp, and he caught Zhao Zhenhe who was secretly stuffing the book in, "Take it out, don't let me grab it by myself."

"teacher..."

This was the first time Tang Zhi heard a boy's voice, very clear, called...Zhao Zhenhe...a good name.

Zhao Zhenhe raised his head, "Take out this book, if you hit me, you will probably kill me."

The teacher in charge immediately turned serious, "Take it out..." What is this kid doing... he is usually obedient and clever... he won't be secretly watching...

Zhao Zhenhe handed over his book carefully, "This is my "Ci Hai"."

Tang Zhi: "..."

head teacher:"......"

Jo Jin-hak himself: (￣_￣)

Don't start..."Ci Hai" may cause a concussion...

The first time Zhao Zhenhe spoke in front of Tang Zhi, he left a deep impression on him, that is, the incident of collecting books brought the two teenagers to meet for the first time.

"What's your name? My name is Tang Zhi." Tang Zhi asked knowingly.

"My name is Zhao Zhenhe."

"Ah."

After the two boys finished talking, they quickly returned to the state where parallel lines did not intersect. Gradually, Zhao Zhenhe found that the boy no longer came to study at night. As time passed, he also forgot the boy with the watermelon head and thick glasses. .

......

Waking up the next morning, Zhao Zhenhe picked up his phone, Tang Zhi was already awake, and sent him a good morning WeChat message with a Shiba Inu emoticon pack just like Zhao Zhenhe's.

Tang Zhi: Good morning! (Shiba Inu expression pack)

Tang Zhi: I don't think so!Thinking of it, I will let you come to my house for lunch today!It never occurred to me that lunch is not allowed!

A smile crept onto the corners of Zhao Zhenhe's lips, and he stretched out his bony hands to tap on the phone screen.

Zhao Zhenhe: Morning (Shiba Inu expression pack)

Zhao Zhenhe: I remember, watermelon head.

Tang Zhi replied almost instantly: ......

Tang Zhi: Is the watermelon head bad?That's an out-of-print watermelon head!

Jo Jin Hak: No...very cute.

Tang Zhi: Even if you can talk, I forgive you, come to lunch later... I asked my aunt to make a special health meal for you, and I consulted a nutritionist.

Zhao Zhenhe: Good.

After sending the WeChat message, Zhao Zhenhe got up and tidied himself up, made the bed, put the cactus on the computer desk on the window sill to bask in the sun, the window was bright and clean, and everything looked beautiful.

How else can I say that people who fall in love have zero IQ... Zhao Zhenhe raised his head while brushing his teeth, and saw himself in the mirror directly, with an uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth, like a fool.

After washing up and walking out of the room, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother had already served breakfast on the table, including soy milk, eggs, white sweet potatoes and fried dough sticks——

The fritters were bought secretly by Zhao’s father who was kicked out early in the morning by Zhao’s mother... The two of them became nervous when they saw their son coming out. The son didn’t like them eating the food at the stall...

Zhao's father swallowed, "Good morning son, the fritters on the table are insisted on by the old Wang next door...We can't refuse...Let's not eat it."

"It's okay to eat a little." Zhao Zhenhe poured soy milk for himself, "Just don't eat too much, remember to eat the health care products I bought for you."

"Really...really?!" Zhao's father and Zhao's mother finally relaxed, and they drank freshly squeezed soy milk with fried dough sticks. They were sensitively aware that their son was in a particularly different mood today, and his eyes that were usually narrowed into slits were slightly open. "Why are you so happy today?"

The two old people felt joy for Zhao Zhenhe's happiness.

"I won't come back for lunch later, don't wait for me." Zhao Zhenhe divided the round boiled eggs on each plate.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, everything was kept silent...

After breakfast, Zhao Zhenhe went out for a walk with his parents. When he came back, he didn't have the heart to work on a new thesis, so he huddled together with Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother to watch TV. The three of them lay on the sofa, enjoying themselves happily.

Zhao Zhenhe brewed a large pot of longan tea, which was very sweet, and put it on the coffee table, swaying and steaming.

"I'm a little thirsty." Dad Zhao stood up, "I'll go get some drinks."

Zhao Zhenhe stretched out his hand and dragged his father back to his seat, "Don't drink drinks, drink longan tea, it's good for your spleen and stomach."

Dad Zhao: "But I..."

Zhao Zhenhe: "No."

Dad Zhao: "..."

Zhao Zhenhe tuned to the morning TV series "The Happy Life of Lao Niu's Family", which happened to show that the corn of Lao Niu's house was being pushed by the pigs of Lao Guo's next door, and Lao Niu and Lao Guo were quarreling.

Zhao Zhenhe watched intently.

Zhao Zhenhe: (⊙⊙)

"That..." Mama Zhao asked cautiously, "Can you change the channel? I heard that young people like to watch variety shows recently. Otherwise, let's tune to Hunan TV."

"There are a lot of shady operations in variety shows." Zhao Zhenhe replied calmly, "It's better to watch folk TV dramas."

Mother Zhao: "But..."

Zhao Zhenhe: "No."

Mother Zhao: "..."

Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother sighed deeply, listening to their living habits without knowing it, they must have thought that Zhao Zhenhe was the old man of the family, with the habits of an old cadre, who did not know who inherited it.

After watching the three episodes of "The Happy Life of Lao Niu's Family", Zhao Zhenhe got up and said goodbye to Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother, "I'm going out."

He took a bag of donkey-hide gelatin gift box from his classmate from home, put it on the passenger seat, and prepared to bring it to Tang Zhi later... The child's lips are a little pale, anemia and iron deficiency...need to make up.

Zhao Zhenhe parked his car halfway up the mountain and walked up by himself. Just as he put his hand on the doorbell of the gate outside the villa, the iron gate opened automatically, and a tall figure jumped out of the house.

Tang Zhi hooked his neck like a child, "Come here, what gift do you bring... Donkey-hide gelatin? I quite like donkey-hide gelatin."

"Don't eat too much." Zhao Zhenhe immediately warned, "This is specially made by someone. The content of donkey-hide gelatin is very high. You can take up to two tablets a day. If you eat too much, you will get nosebleeds."

"Okay." Tang Zhi pushed open the door and yelled, "Welcome to my house!" There was a sense of pride in the wolf's tone that finally caught the prey and dragged it home.

The villa presents a post-modern decoration style, with huge gear decorations hanging on the wall, and the lights on the ceiling are deliberately made into the shape of robots. On the ground, a sweeping robot is moving slowly.

"The meal isn't ready yet." Tang Zhi almost drew red marks on Zhao Zhenhe's neck, "I'll take you to visit it first."

"it is good."

While Zhao Zhenhe was still wandering around on the first floor, Tang Zhi quickly pulled out a dozen pieces of vacuum-packed small donkey-hide gelatin from the donkey-hide gelatin gift box and stuffed them into his pocket. When the two went up to visit, Tang Zhi walked behind, chewing donkey-hide gelatin while walking.

Ejiao is added with walnuts and sesame seeds. Ejiao or walnut alone may not taste good, but the combination of these ingredients together creates a wonderful fragrance, which is simply tempting for sweet tooth lovers like Tang Zhi.

Before they knew it, the dozen or so tablets stuffed in their pockets were gone, and the two of them walked to the small bar on the second floor.

Zhao Zhenhe looked up and looked at the year and place of origin of various red wine vodka on the shelf... There is a red wine bottle cap made into the appearance of Iron Man, which is very novel...

The sweeping robot on the ground is diligently sweeping the floor.

Tang Zhi, who was standing behind him, covered his nose... No, the effect of this donkey-hide gelatin came too quickly, didn't he just eat a few more yuan, so quickly...

Tang Zhi raised his head, "Zhenhe, I have a nosebleed."

Zhao Zhenhe turned his head and didn't know what happened for a while, so he immediately picked up the tissue in his pocket and handed it to Tang Zhi.

Zhao Zhenhe: "Quickly block it with paper, and then sweep it over the ground."

Tang Zhi: "..."