After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

"It's done."

Before he recovered, the temperature on his chest suddenly subsided.

The moderately warm palm patted the shoulder twice, and the gesture was intimate but not over the line.

Looking down, there is only a neat three-in-one knot lying quietly in front of the heart, which is different from the common bow tie, like a rabbit's three-petal mouth, which divides the bow tie into thirds, gorgeous but not too ostentatious.

The tie was a little tight, and his throat was slightly strangled.

"The clothes are wrinkled."

The hands came together again and adjusted the collar of his shirt for him.

The shirt is close-fitting, and it is inevitable that your hands will touch your neck, or even your Adam's apple.

Her fair fingers were smooth and delicate, and her nails were manicured short.

It is completely different from the hands of boys of the same age.

"Bo Xun?" Yu Jin withdrew his hand, seeing him lost in thought, tapped his finger on the table.

"...Ah," Bo Xun came back to his senses as if waking up from a big dream, "Thank you, thank you."

He loosened his tie, trying to catch his breath.

Yu Jin's voice was still calm and composed, "You're welcome, the tie suits you very well."

heartbeat.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot or because of other reasons, but the "chug" heartbeat in the eardrum makes him restless.

"Brother Xun, help me tie a tie too!"

Before Bo Xun had time to think about the source of the heartbeat, he suddenly heard someone calling him at the front door of the classroom.

Looking back, I saw the classmate who came over with a cynical face and a sloppy tone.

After thinking about it for a while, I seem to have a little impression that this person came to ask him to fight with Xie Zhe when he was in junior high school, but Bo Xun didn't remember what happened, anyway, he was finally accepted by Xie Zhe and recognized as his younger brother.Although they were in the same school in high school, they were in different classes. Even if they played together a few times occasionally, the impression was not deep.

"Rhubarb, aren't you from class four? What does class three have to do with you?" Bo Xun put away his smile instantly and said coldly.

"I don't want to either. The number of people in your class is not enough. That old woman caught a few people from Class [-] to make up the number, and she happened to catch me. Hurry up, please help me tie it, I don't want that old woman who teaches mathematics help me."

Bo Xun didn't know him well, and didn't bother to laugh with him, so he turned his head and took out his phone, "No."

"Brother Xun, you've come out to mess around so badly, how can you say no, look at your tie, the ducks in the night market are not as flamboyant as your tie."

Hearing this, Bo Xun glared at him, gritted his teeth, "Don't bother me."

He looked up at the monitor at the back door. The red light was beating, which was obviously a functioning monitor.

"Duck?" Yu Jin looked at the smirk on the new boy's face, showing a puzzled expression, and turned to Bo Xun, "Bo Xun, what did he say you were doing before?"

"It's a duck, don't you know? I'll tell you slowly later. Oh, you ask what Bo Xun is doing, he," Da Huang smiled even more wantonly, and glanced at Bo Xun maliciously, "He used to be famous on our block—"

"To shut up."

After finishing rhubarb fiercely, Bo Xun hurriedly turned to Yu Jin, who was confused, and quickly denied incoherently, waving his hands like a rattle, with a forced smile, "Don't listen to him, the duck said it was roast duck, delicious. What did I say before?" I don’t mix! I’m good everywhere except I’m not very good at studying.”

After explaining palely to Yu Jin, he turned back to take care of Rhubarb, "Are you looking for death!" He was completely angry, covered Rhubarb's mouth with one hand, locked his throat with the other arm, and dragged him to the outside of the classroom, suppressing his voice He said angrily, "Can you fucking speak? Will you? You're a mouthful, right?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Do I deserve to be angry with you? He is a good student transferred from our class. He is a pure and simple student. You speak nasty in front of others? And you said it all, don't tell me about the things in junior high school, don't tell me I mentioned it, don’t you remember?” Bo Xun wanted to lift him up directly, the white shirt became translucent when the sun hit him, and the veins and blood vessels on his arms bulged, almost breaking through the shackles of the skin, “He and We rough people are different, I have worked so hard to pretend in front of him for so many days, you have to take my old bastard out to be happy, don’t you?”

"—!"

At the end of the corridor, a woman in business attire, high heels and holding a book suddenly appeared, "Bo Xun! What are you doing here?"

When Bo Xun saw that it was Teacher Qin who came, he put the arm locked on Rhubarb's body on his shoulders instead, and shouted with a smile, "Hello, Teacher Qin! I'm catching up with my brother, it's okay."

"It's okay to help the math teacher arrange the classroom for the public class. You are very energetic and do more work." Teacher Qin stopped, glanced at the red-faced and panting boy who was hugged by Bo Xun, and reprimanded, "You too , which class to go back to, don't keep pestering the students in our class. Didn't your head teacher assign you any learning tasks?"

Rhubarb left in a hurry.

After both of them left, Bo Xun punched the wall angrily.

He couldn't say why, but he just didn't want Yu Jin to know what he was like when he was a street gangster.

Song Song, Xie Zhe, Jiang Han, and other classmates and friends can all know about it, but they can't let Yu Jin know about it.

Sullen for a while, Bo Xun returned to the classroom from the back door with a gloomy complexion, and walked around to Yu Jin's side.Feeling guilty, he smiled wryly, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

"Well, I know." Yu Jin nodded obediently, and his calm eyes fell on Bo Xun, "I only believe what you say, I don't believe anyone else."

There was a burst of joy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

"But I'm curious, the delicious roast duck you mentioned just now, can you take me to taste it if you have a chance?"

Bo Xun's smile froze.

Seeing the other party's exquisite face full of doubts, he cleared his throat, tried to make himself look more confident, and lied, "Yes, yes. But I haven't tried it. I will take you when I have a chance. Brother, you are blessed to be with me." Enjoy, share blessings together." After speaking, he laughed dryly twice, and looked away, not daring to look into Yu Jin's clear eyes.

Rolling thunder resounded across the sky, and the sky was covered by dark clouds.

It should be the sunniest time at noon, but it was as dark as dusk outside.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and there were already bean-sized raindrops falling on the runway one after another, forming little by little dark water marks.

"—!"

The dismissal whistle sounded early.

"Okay! No more training!"

"Okay! Thank you coach!"

Bo Xun also cheered with the crowd.

The coach waved his hand and responded with a smile, "You're welcome! I'll remember everything for you, and I'll make up for it when the weather clears! Also, today's monthly exam parents' meeting, I mentioned wishing everyone a happy weekend!"

Bo Xun didn't hear the last sentence, he had already rushed back to the teaching building at a brisk pace, and stopped at the door of the class.

Almost as soon as I arrived at the gate of the class, the heavy rain came as expected.

"Songsong, why didn't you go back to the dormitory during your lunch break?" Song Song was the only one left in the class, who was writing something intently with his head down, "Are you still sorting out your notes? Let me have a look." As he spoke, he naturally came together Next to Dao Songsong.

"Review." Song Song said dejectedly, "the parent meeting will be held later, my test results this month... writing the review is a matter of time, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

parent meeting?

Bo Xun remembered that the parent meeting was indispensable after every exam.

He fell silent.

"Why, your parents aren't coming?" Song Song put down his pen, rubbed Bo Xun's short hair like touching the head of a small animal, sighed, and said affectionately, "It's okay, good boy, is it—"

"Climb." Bo Xun knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted ahead of time, and pushed his hands away from his head.

Song Song: "Seriously, do you want to lend me a parent? My sister is very free recently, and I will ask my mother to bring her over later, and let her sit in your seat to support you?"

Bo Xun lowered his head, "No, it's just right when no one comes. My parents must think my grades are embarrassing. You also remember that time in primary school, when my parents heard the grades, they beat me up in front of everyone. If it weren't for a few The teacher pulled them... If there is no cooling time for reincarnation, I guess I should go to elementary school again by now."

Song Song couldn't help laughing, "Sorry, I know I shouldn't laugh."

"It's okay to laugh." He sighed, secretly took out his mobile phone from his desk pocket, opened the address book, and hung his finger on a certain number.After hesitating for a while, he finally pressed the lock screen on the side.

While speaking, there was a sudden loud bang at the back door.

Bo Xun and Song Song both turned their heads.

"Why are you taking shifts again?" Seeing Xie Zhe's figure, Song Song frowned first.

"No one is looking for you, the school committee of the third class." Xie Zhe glanced at him, put his hands on Bo Xun's table, and stared at him with wide eyes.

Bo Xun leaned back, "Why?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, help me hide something." Xie Zhe didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly stuffed a black handbag on his lap, clasped his hands together, and kept bowing, "Good brother, good brother, help me this time .Today's parent meeting, didn't I tell you some time ago, my old man got me a tutor, and he was very strict with me. If he finds out about these things, I will be finished. "

"You said that your father found you a retired player..."

Before he finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a colorful corner protruding from the handbag.

He opened the handbag puzzled.

On the top is a switch box, and there are countless small boxes below, "Is the previous one really smashed? Is this new for the Chinese New Year?" He picked up two boxes with gorgeous colors and saw When a young girl in overly cool clothes is drawn on the box, her facial features are twisted together like an old man on the subway looking at her mobile phone.

"It's all, GalGun, girl shooting, IdolDays, limit..."

Xie Zhe didn't wait for him to finish reading, and took back the things in Bo Xun's hands with a smile and put them back in his bag, "Don't look at it yet. You can play with the machine, as long as you don't break it, after a while Give it to me again. There are a few other things at the bottom, don’t take them out outside, you can look at them when you’re curious at home. Thank you brother, I’ll make the meal for next week too.” After finishing speaking, Xie Zhe folded his hands again and handed it to Bo Xun bowed.

"Help me please!"

The author says:

Xie Zhe's game is really not fun.