Be at the same table with the rumored boss

On the second day of physical education class, Su Mianyang took the badminton racket and took away the book in Xiao Lang's hand next to him. After sweeping his eyes, he found that there were few words he could understand, so he had to turn over the cover of the book.

After seeing the cover clearly, Su Mianyang curled her lips, "I thought you were studying, but it turned out that you were looking at this, Western aesthetics, there are few words I can understand."

Xiao Lang wanted to take the book back, "I'm not a learning tool, of course physical education should be leisurely, and I'd like to watch something I'm interested in."

"Can you understand it?" Su Mianyang hid the book behind his back and refused to give it, and continued to ask without giving up.

Xiao Lang knew what Su Mianyang wanted to hear, he thought for a while and said: "Some can't understand, some can understand but don't agree with it, anyway, it's out of interest, just keep your own judgment."

Su Mianyang found it interesting, "If you don't agree with it, you can still read it? It's a theory written a long time ago, so it's inevitable that you won't be able to read it?"

Xiao Lang shook his head, and he explained with a smile: "You have to know, the time background of each theory is special, we can't look down on the predecessors from the perspective of the later generations, these theories that seem old now were very old at the time. meaningful innovation."

After saying that, Xiao Lang stretched out his hand to ask Su Mianyang for the book.

Su Mianyang still refused to give it to him, "You have to do what you should do in PE class. If you don't play basketball, it's okay to play badminton with me, right?"

Really unable to get his book back, Xiao Lang sighed helplessly, "Okay, but let me give you a vaccination first, I'm not very good at playing badminton."

Su Mianyang became excited instead, and he couldn't help laughing, "Isn't that just right? There is always something that I am better than you."

Then, with the mood of abusing scum, Su Mianyang was blown away.

"You don't know how to play?" After playing for a few rounds, Su Mianyang gave up directly. There was no other reason. He was unilaterally pressed and played without any experience in the game. After half a class, he did nothing but pick up the ball.

"I don't know who said that a student with good grades is not good at sports. I met him and pulled you in front of him."

Seeing Su Mianyang put away the racket, Xiao Lang was naturally so happy. He was in a good mood, and he bent his lips and said, "I learned this from my teacher before."

"These?" Su Mianyang raised his eyebrows, "Langlang, how many surprises do you have that I don't know?"

Hearing this nasty nickname, Xiao Lang's heart skipped a beat, his fist hardened, and other people who called it that way probably already hit the face.

But very helpless that this person is Su Mianyang, Xiao Lang can only suppress his inner thoughts, and answer his question calmly, "Ping-pong, volleyball, football, you know a little about these common ones."

Su Mianyang's expression changed from the original joke to become more and more dignified, "Can you swim?"

Xiao Lang asked back: "Isn't this a necessary life skill?"

Su Mianyang began to doubt the heterogeneity of the world, he felt that he was not worthy to live under the same sky and breathe the same air as Xiao Lang.

Why did Nuwa create human beings by kneading them with hands, and throwing mud ideas out of willow sticks for others?

Seeing that Su Mianyang was about to close himself, Xiao Lang thought for a while and said, "How about playing table tennis? I'm not very good at it."

"No," Xiao Lang didn't say anything, it was fine, Su Mianyang remembered the badminton he was taught to be a man just now, and he refused without thinking, "Why don't you teach me Western aesthetics."

Just as Xiao Lang seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter, he heard the harsh whistle of the physical education teacher. He looked towards the other side of the playground and saw two boys standing in front of the physical education teacher to be scolded from a distance.

One of them looked familiar, Xiao Lang squinted his eyes for a while, and then remembered Zhou Wenhao's name.

"Let's take a look?" Su Mianyang was also a little curious. After all, Zhou Wenhao's image in front of the teacher has always been very good, and he has never heard of any conflicts with his classmates.

Xiao Lang is not interested in this kind of thing, but since Su Mianyang revealed his curious intentions, he will not refuse.

After approaching, Su Mianyang recognized Ji Dongtian next to Zhou Wenhao. He was a little surprised. There should be no reason for these two people to mix together.

The physical education teacher looked at the two of them and said, "For the sake of your first fight, I won't tell your class teacher. You two just hug and it's over."

Ji Dongtian had no objection, but Zhou Wenhao didn't seem very happy, but finally agreed.

Two people hug.

The physical education teacher was very relieved, "That's enough, if there is any big conflict between classmates, they should love each other like this..."

Before the words were finished, Zhou Wenhao and Zhou Wenhao hugged each other more and more tightly, and their posture became more and more wrong. By the time the physical education teacher realized this, it was too late, and Zhou Wenhao pushed Ji Dongtian all over the place.

His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. Su Mianyang seemed to be suppressing his great anger when Su Mianyang said, "I'll fuck your brother."

Seeing this, the physical education teacher scolded him, "What are you doing? I don't want the accused class teacher to ask the parents to pull him up and apologize!"

Zhou Wenhao looked at Ji Dongtian on the ground, and sneered for a while, "Whatever."

After saying this, he completely ignored the physical education teacher's warning, and without even looking at Ji Dongtian who was on the ground, he turned and left the playground and walked towards the teaching building.

There were noisy discussions all around, and someone whispered: "A good student like Zhou Wenhao still talks about your brother? What a wicked thing Ji Dongtian has done. His grades are not very good usually, and his character is not good.. .”

The man wanted to say more, Xiao Lang raised his eyes and looked straight at him, Chen Dong was stared at by such a sharp stare, and immediately remembered the thing that he was blocked in the alley after the midterm exam, he was a little scared, swallowed Swallow, don't open your eyes and don't dare to say anything.

Only then did Su Mianyang remember to help Ji Dongtian.After pulling him up, he also felt a little embarrassed. After getting Ji Dongtian's answer of "nothing", Su Mianyang left the scene quickly, and dragged Xiao Lang to a place where no one was around.

"I knew I wouldn't join in the fun, it's so ugly," Su Mianyang sighed, "I've been in the same class for so long, this is the first time I've heard Zhou Wenhao scolding so badly."

"Hard to hear?" Xiao Lang was stunned, "'I am your brother' isn't ugly, is it?"

After substituting "日" and "是" into the sentence and reading it several times, Su Mianyang had an epiphany.

This is preconceived, substituting others with self-righteous ideas, there is a possibility of ambiguity.

Almost instantly, Su Mianyang remembered the scene where Zhou Wenhao said that Ji Dongtian was a half-brother.

After thinking about it, he felt that the scene in the class just now was getting weirder, but he couldn't find his thoughts, so he put his doubts aside and didn't think about it.

The two groups of people playing basketball in the field next to it is the moment of excitement. Zhang Haichao likes basketball, not to mention that many girls will come to watch the game in physical education class. About the ball.

When I didn’t know Xiao Lang before, Su Mianyang often played along with her, but now that she has a boyfriend, Su Mianyang finds that she is also lazy. In physical education class, she always sits next to Xiao Lang on the side of the playground, reading a book and basking in the sun, and never with Zhang Haichao. They played ball.

Su Mianyang stopped to watch the game, and Xiao Lang followed him. Although he couldn't say how interested he was, he was never a spoiler.

Liu Xiaodao on the field waved to them, and Su Mianyang saw it and greeted them back. After this response, Liu Xiaodao walked straight towards the two of them, "Which one of you will replace me, let me rest for a while." Son."

Before Su Mianyang could speak, Xiao Lang patted him on the shoulder, "Go if you want, I'll sit here and watch you."

When he stood on the basketball court again, Su Mianyang felt that the blood in his body was boiling. It is hard for boys in the young age group not to be aroused by multiplayer cooperative and competitive games. The same is true for basketball.

The youth of a group of people will always be preserved on the sweaty basketball court. The student days have a unique age group. They are like young eagles leaving their nests on the court. The moment they rise from the ground, they take off. The thrust of the palm, the moment the basketball is released, it seems to have handed in a satisfactory answer for youth.

With a sound of "Boom", the audience cheered when the basketball entered the frame again. Su Mianyang lifted the T-shirt and wiped the sweat on his face. After receiving the basketball, he twirled it skillfully between his fingers and threw the ball to Zhang Haichao. .

"Stop fighting, you guys play."

Zhang Haichao scolded with a smile, "Run after pretending to be forceful, that's fine."

"Then why don't you still stand and wait for you to pull me off the altar?" Su Mianyang waved his hand, "Next time."

Ignoring Zhang Haichao's persuasion, Su Mianyang walked towards someone beside the playground.

This direction caused some misunderstandings among the girls. They had been clapping and shouting just now, their faces were flushed. Among them, the most daring girl greeted Su Mianyang directly, and handed him the mineral water in her hand.

"Brother, do you want some water?" The girl laughed heartily.

Su Mianyang was stunned, and he quickly reacted, "I'm sorry, classmate, I don't have any money with me today, why don't you wait for me, the person I have a crush on is in front, or I'll borrow money from him and buy it later?"

Girls can't understand the subtext in Su Mianyang's words. When they hear that someone has a crush, they stop thinking. There is no grass in the end of the world. A group of people chattered and blocked each other's arms and squeezed to another place.

Su Mianyang looked at Xiao Lang who was only three to five meters away.

Xiao Lang was sitting under the elm tree, and the sunlight falling on him through the gaps in the layers of leaves was mottled. After the two of them met their eyes, he smiled and shook the mineral water in his hand, "Drink water, little brother?"

Su Mianyang inexplicably remembered the Band-Aids in the auditorium, and he asked in a strange way: "If you don't drink, can you feed me?"

The elm leaves fluttered to the ground.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, Xiao Lang's smile froze almost at the same time he blurted out.

Facts have proved that don't talk without thinking because the other party is a boyfriend, after all, people can really be very stupid when they are without brains.

Just when Su Mianyang was about to buckle out of a seaside villa, he heard Xiao Lang cough lightly, and said in a low voice, "Go back at night, there are... a lot of people here."

Su Mianyang's eyes widened.

It's hard not to fall in love with a boyfriend who takes everything seriously.