After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

"I really can't eat any more—" His jaw was pinched, and his mouth couldn't close voluntarily. No matter how hard he tried to swallow, the soup still overflowed from the corners of his lips. Just as he was about to get a tissue, someone wiped it for him first.

"Don't dare to do it again next time - woo woo -"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone's spoon was handed to his mouth again. Just as he wanted to turn his head to resist, he was forcibly turned around with his jaw broken, forcing him to accept the food.

He had no way to refuse, so he could only let the spoon drive straight in.

"I'll take it away. I'll have it for breakfast tomorrow. Please forgive me." After finally swallowing the food accumulated on the back of his tongue, Bo Xun begged softly. The nasal voice was very heavy because he had a mild cold, "Don't hello Don't feed it, it's really not good..."

After numerous begging and refusals, the chopsticks and spoons near his mouth were put down.

Xie Zhe looked at the empty packed lunch box contentedly, and said triumphantly, "You see, you only finished what I brought, which means you have to ask me to bring you food next time, you know?"

That's because you feed the most.

He didn't have the energy to bicker, so he didn't say anything, but angrily picked up the unfinished pork ribs, rice and noodles, and wiped the stains on the table.

When he was buttoning the lunch box, he noticed that a black wheelchair had been parked beside the desk for a long time outside an aisle.

I don't know when Yu Jin entered the class, but he was staring at him steadily, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Bo Xun smiled in embarrassment, and hurriedly lowered his head to check the school uniform, making sure that it was not stained by vegetable juice.

Perhaps it was because Yu Jin's aura was too strong, in front of him, Bo Xun would subconsciously pay attention to his behavior.

"Did you see it just now?" He asked very guilty.

"I see," Yu Jin asked suspiciously, "Do you often do this?"

"Of course not, today was an accident," Bo Xun said, "But I thought there would be a little quarrel at most, but I didn't expect them to actually get involved."

Yu Jin was still confused, "Since they bullied you, why didn't you fight back?"

"How can this be considered bullying? It's just a joke. Besides, I asked them to bring me food first, but I didn't expect all three of them to bring me food..." Bo Xun smiled and explained, "Actually, my friend It was normal to fight like this before, and it was quite interesting, but afterward, my cheeks hurt and I was overwhelmed. Maybe my expression was a little painful just now, which misunderstood you, and no one really bullied me."

When Yu Jin heard Bo Xun denying that he was being bullied, his facial features stretched slightly, "It seems that you really like other people playing with you like this?"

"I don't hate it." He answered truthfully.

"Oh." Yu Jin nodded meaningfully.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Yu Jin's tone seemed a little different from usual.

On Friday, the monthly exam was over, and in the third class classroom, the students gathered together in twos and threes.

In the absence of the teacher, the noise is even more lawless.

It was rare for Bo Xun to stop, lying quietly on his side on the table, his eyebrows lowered.

"What's wrong?" Song Song watched him toss and turn and sighed, and stopped writing.

"Tell me, why do the examiners always like to print the cloze articles and options on different pages? Is it against the law to print on the same side." I understand, and there are no new words..."

Song Song probably understood, "Was the answer wrong?"

"..." Hearing this sentence, Bo Xun sighed, as a tacit consent.

"Fortunately, it's the Xiaoyue exam. If you make a mistake, you'll make a mistake. It's fine if you don't make any mistakes in the big exam. You've made a lot of progress compared to when you were in the freshman year of high school. Don't worry too much." Song Song wanted to laugh, but in the end he held back. Softly comforted.

Bo Xun didn't speak.

No. [-] Middle School is the best high school in the city. Except for the top-notch and outstanding students, those with good family conditions come in under the name of "borrowing". Of course, if you have enough money, you can also choose to donate to the school to obtain student status. Zhe.He was admitted to the third middle school, all thanks to his sports skills.When he first entered the freshman year of high school, his grades ranked as many as there were students in the grade.

His starting point was so low that he improved every time he took the exam.

Depressed for a while, he saw that someone came to Song Song to check the answer, so he consciously didn't go to listen to it and humiliated himself.

Turning to look at Yu Jin, Yu Jin was holding a sketchbook, concentrating on drawing something.

He didn't bother, and stared at the play paper brought out from the examination room for a while.

Don't think about it, go to play as soon as the bell rings after class, Bo Xun said to himself silently.

There was a sudden knock on the front door of the classroom.

Teacher Qin crossed his arms, with a sullen face like a ghost, "How did you score in the exam, so happy?"

"..."

"..."

The crowd gathered in twos and threes dispersed in an instant, filling the seats one by one with radishes.

Silent.

"Your voices can be heard from across the building," Teacher Qin calmed down when he saw that the crowd had stopped making noise, walked into the class and stepped onto the podium, "I'll correct the paper later, and I will post it on duty. It's ahead, the class committee is helping to supervise the cleaning, look at the dirty place, you haven't gotten a mobile red/flag at the beginning of this semester. Also, next Tuesday will record a public class, and you will take that suit when you go back this weekend Turn out the school uniform and put it on, and whoever doesn't wear it will be punished by standing behind for a day."

"I remember the ones who laughed the most just now. If you fail the monthly exam this time, come to my office and laugh." After leaving these words, Teacher Qin strode out of the classroom.

Bo Xun: "Why is she so angry today?"

Song Song shrugged, "How would I know." After speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and leaned in front of Bo Xun, "By the way, let's discuss something."

"What?" Looking at Song Song's attentive eyes, Bo Xun deliberately leaned back in disgust.

Song Song: "The one on the duty list for the two of us is to set a table, but later on, can you clean the windows of the front and rear doors? Let the idle work of setting a table come out."

Bo Xun was puzzled, "Why didn't you let me do it yourself?"

"The main reason is that I want you to change with someone," Song Song said in a slow tone, looked away, and muttered, "How can a height of 156.7 reach such a high window? I don't know who Arranged duty schedule."

"Oh——" Bo Xun understood, dragged his voice long, and showed a knowing smile, "I understand, I understand, I understand, change, I must change, if I don't change, I'm not a brother—"

Song Song interrupted his smirk, "What do you know?"

Bo Xun still intentionally raised the ending, teasingly said, "Of course I understand, what else can I understand, I just understand—"

Song Song said angrily: "What do you know? I just can't understand this duty schedule."

"Cut." Bo Xun didn't pierce his stubbornness again, after a smile, he took the bucket at the back door of the classroom, took the rag from the cabinet, and went out to fetch water for the day.

After fetching water, Bo Xun mixed some 84 into the bucket, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped on the stool to clean the glass on the front door.

The height of the window is too high, even with a body length of more than 1.8 meters, it is barely enough to step on a stool.

After wiping the front door, Bo Xun carried the bucket in one hand and moved the stool to the back door with the other.

The glass of the rear window is even dirtier. The students who were on duty in the past often couldn’t wipe some corners because they were not tall enough, and the dirt would condense on it over the years. They just boiled the transparent glass into a frosted brick.

The sunny day in early summer was not cool. When he stood on the stool, he felt that his underwear had been wet with sweat. He simply took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on the empty seat in the last row. "Let me borrow the seat next to you first." Just a moment, I'll take it away later." When he threw down his coat, he saw Yu Jin, who was writing the paper, raised his head, and hurriedly explained.

"It's ok."

He saw Yu Jin reach out and pick up the sweaty school uniform jacket.

Just about to ask Yu Jin what he was doing, he patiently folded the coat, put it back on the table, and smoothed out the folds on it.

Yu Jin is really kind.

He thought so.

After Yu Jin finished folding his clothes, his pen paused for homework.

From this angle, as long as you raise your eyes a little, you can see Bo Xun's slender body. Because of the stretched body, the school pants have shrunk up a section, and you can almost see the full muscle lines on the calf.

As the breeze blew, there was a gap between the tight-fitting t-shirt and the skin.

From below, the view is unobstructed.

Especially the strong chest muscles, and the bright red...

And the hormonal smell of sweat.

Bo Xun always seems to be vague, showing these attractive things in front of him, like forbidden fruits, which can arouse untimely restlessness at a glance.

He couldn't even tell whether the other party was careless or whether he cared too much.

Looking at this body, Yu Jin's thoughts suddenly drifted back to the time when he was surrounded by gangsters on a rainy day many years ago.

"What are you looking at me for? Bo Xun realized that the gaze on him was burning, so he couldn't help but stop cleaning his hands.

Yu Jin came back to his senses, and said without blushing, "There is a piece of dirt on the left hand, you have not wiped it, I am in a hurry." After finishing speaking, his eyes still did not leave Bo Xun's body.

"Oh."

It is not surprising that such a serious person has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he thought.

He probed to the left, but didn't find the stain Yu Jin mentioned, and he was afraid that he couldn't see it clearly because he was too close, so he sprayed it with detergent several times, and wiped it carefully several times, " Ok?"

"Yeah." Yu Jin just pretended to look away.

84 disinfectant has been diluted with water and is not too irritating.

But cleaning sprays are different.

Although it is highly corrosive to stubborn stains, after touching it for a while, even his rough-skinned and thick-skinned palms began to peel.

I'm thinking about washing my hands first.

Suddenly, Bo Xun felt the hem of his clothes being tugged lightly.

Looking back, I saw a brand new pair of bright yellow/color rubber gloves at hand.

"Put it on."

The voice is very soft, but the aura is beyond doubt.

"Your palms are starting to turn red."

Bo Xun looked at his hands, "Small problem, this detergent is just a bit irritating, there's nothing I can do about it."

After finishing speaking, he refused, "But no need, give it to someone else. There are only a few pairs of gloves per class. I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I don't need them."

Yu Jin's hands were still frozen in mid-air, "Why do you always care about others so much?"

He evaded, "It's not that I care about others, the main thing is that I really don't need it."

"I'm allergic to rubber."

The author says:

Yu Jin: Allergic to rubber?understood.