what are you doing

Ding An had spoken as a student representative before, but it was the first time for a big girl to get on a bridal sedan chair when he read the review.

He took the microphone and stood in front of the stage. He glanced down, and a hand came out of the dark head and shook him. It was Fang Zeyu. He looked at Ding An with firm eyes, signaling him not to be nervous.

Ding An withdrew his gaze, took out a self-criticism from his pocket, and said calmly:

I probably didn't think about it, I smashed the backboard when I was playing basketball, and I threatened my classmates, but I have always been like this...

Fang Zeyu's hand froze in mid-air. He finally understood what Wang Ge meant by the sentence you don't understand. Lu Xun's coffin was about to be overwhelmed!

Fang Zeyu heard Yu Hao's sluggish voice amidst the laughter,

"As expected of Brother An, you are so awesome."

...It is indeed awesome, and Ding An's image has been raised several times in the hearts of a high school student.

Director Ma's nose was crooked in anger, and he wanted to rush up and drag Ding An down.

"Old horse, old horse, old horse!" The soldier hugged him tightly from behind: "Calm down!"

"This is the good student you teach?!" Director Ma pointed at Ding An and shouted back at the soldier, "Is he crazy?!"

"He's still a child," Da Bing said earnestly, "you have to give him a chance."

Director Ma was heartbroken, "How many times have I given him a chance? Count on your fingers!"

Ding An's voice continued, but fortunately, the following content was relatively normal, and no major disturbances were caused.

After class, almost all the classes were in a mess, discussing Ding An's feat today, and they were reminded several times by the teacher before they calmed down.

At this time, Ding An was pinching his nose and dragging the bathroom floor repeatedly. He had just been taught a lesson by the old horse and the soldiers, and was sent to clean the toilet after the lesson.

Ding An wanted to cry but didn't cry, he beat and scolded him as soon as he was beaten, what is it to punish him for cleaning the toilet after scolding?It's a good thing that all the teaching buildings are toilets for teachers. Otherwise, if someone bumps him into mopping the floor here, his life of wisdom will be ruined.

With a creak, the door opened.

Ding An immediately mopped up the floor with all his strength, and he didn't forget to raise his hand to wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

A chuckle sounded behind him: "Stop pretending, it's me."

The voice was a little familiar, and Ding An looked back.

Sure enough, it was Fang Zeyu.

"Why are you here?" Ding An breathed a sigh of relief, "I was shocked."

"I was worried that someone's leg would be broken, so I came here to help you pick it up." Fang Zeyu said slowly, crossing his arms.

Ding An imitated him and folded his arms: "That's really unfortunate, my legs are still alive."

"Okay," Fang Zeyu nodded, making a gesture to leave, "Then I'll go back to class and I won't bother you to clean the toilet."

Ding An stopped him: "Hey, hey, you're here, you can't come in vain."

"What are you doing?"

A smile appeared on Ding An's face: "The toilet has not been mopped yet, look..."

Fang Zeyu turned around and left.

Ding An desperately blocked the door, and the two stared at each other.

3 minutes later……

Fang Zeyu resignedly picked up the mop, and he pressed the colorless mop on the floor and rubbed it crazily: "I really don't know why I can't attend class well, but I insist on coming out to mop the toilet with you."

Ding An chuckled: "Who told you to love me?"

"...Believe it or not, I put a mop in your mouth?" Fang Zeyu raised the mop in his hand.

Ding An quickly closed his mouth.

Another 2 minutes passed...

"How do you know I'm here?" Ding An couldn't help asking him.

Fang Zeyu turned to look at him: "I just passed by the teaching office and heard the old horse shouting at the soldiers."

"What are you shouting for?" Ding An also turned to look at him.

Fang Zeyu raised his eyebrows angrily: "If Ding An can't finish cleaning the toilets in this building today, I will make him never dare to play basketball in school! Forever!"

Ding An was dumbfounded.

Simply lifelike.

Ah, no, the imitation is very realistic and vivid, which should be described as lifelike.

"It's so lifelike." Ding An said.

"Thank you for the compliment." Fang Zeyu said, "Speaking of which, the old horse only asked you to clean the toilet? Is it that simple?"

There are five floors in the teaching building, and the toilets for students are not in the building, so there are only toilets for female teachers on the fourth floor and toilets for male teachers on the fifth floor.

Although it is a little smelly, it is not troublesome to clean up, and it can be done without taking a class.

"How is that possible?" Ding An leaned on a mop stick, "The soldier called my mother and said that if I failed Fang Zeyu in the midterm exam, he would never let me touch basketball again."

Fang Zeyu himself:? ? ?

"You have a share in this matter, don't try to renege on it!" Ding An straightened up and said to him.

"It was you who smashed the rebound. I just participated in a relaxed and lively friendly match." Fang Zeyu reminded him.

Ding An squinted at him: "Emotional Zhou Kai didn't call your father?"

……called.

"Then what do you want to do? Let me tell you first, I can't release the water." Fang Zeyu said.

"Who do you think I am?" Ding An rolled his eyes, "I just want to let you help me with my English at night, and I'm not happy if you let me go."

"Me?" Fang Zeyu pointed to himself, then to Ding An, "Can you make up your English?"

Ding An nodded.

"No," Fang Zeyu laughed angrily at him, "Have you forgotten our relationship?"

"Good brother?" Ding An held up the mop and walked to the men's room on the fifth floor. Hearing this, he turned to look at him.

Fang Zeyu stood behind him: "The relationship between competitors."

"Just say whether you can help or not?" Ding An folded his arms and squinted at him.

Fang Zeyu held his breath in his heart, and it took him a long time to spit it out, "Okay, can I help?"

Ding An nodded in satisfaction.

When they were in a good mood, they started to work quickly, and the two of them dragged the toilet in threes and fives. It was still early before get out of class ended, and neither of them wanted to go back to the classroom, so they discussed going to the canteen to stay together.

"Are you alright after you've been out for so long?" Ding An asked him while holding the ice cream. If he remembered correctly, this class should be a Chinese class.

The Chinese teacher is an old lady who is not too old, and she has a very poisonous mouth. Ding An is often teased by her on weekdays.

"I said I had a headache and wanted to ask for leave to go to the infirmary." Fang Zeyu said.

"She let you out?" Ding An couldn't believe it.

Fang Zeyu nodded and hummed.

Damn, Ding An cursed inwardly, usually he never succeeded in asking for leave from Chinese class, why did Fang Zeyu ask for leave all of a sudden, this old lady is actually partial!

He asked Fang Zeyu unconvinced.

Fang Zeyu thought for a while, then tilted his head and said, "Because I'm good~"

Be as cute as you can be.

"Fuck," Ding An shook the goosebumps on his body, "Get lost!"

Fang Zeyu was amused by him.

At the dinner table of the Ding family after school.

Man Yi and Ding Jianwei talked about Ding An being punished for sweeping the toilet today. Ding Jianwei laughed loudly: "As expected of my son, he's really peeing!"

Man Yi gave him a blank look from the side.