Dead rivals overturned each other

In the first week of school, Xu Zhuo, a social expert, has already gotten along well with his new classmates, especially he has established a deep friendship with Xu Zili, because the other party has been willing to lend him homework every day to copy.

Xu Zili studied Chinese painting since he was a child, and his green hill ink painting is extremely vivid, which made Xu Zhuo worship and call everyone in the future.

It made him also start to have some interest in painting.

But he appreciates ink painting, he really doesn’t have that creative ability, and he watches a lot of anime on weekdays, so he plans to learn hand-painting, starting with sketching.

He hasn't finished a single painting yet, but he has already bought a complete set of painting tools, including dozens of watercolor pen colors.

It's spectacular to spread on the table, and it's as if you have learned it when you buy it.

The pencil case on the far left was pushed back, disrupting the brand new tools on his desk.

Zhou Liang was taking notes in English. At this time, he was turning his pen without looking up, "If your things cross the line again, I will throw them downstairs for you."

Xu Zhuo glanced at the bright window, hurriedly protected his babies, and said dissatisfiedly: "As for it, it just took up your small position."

Within a week, he could even greet the dean with a smile, but the impregnable wall around him hadn't been conquered yet, so he ignored him every day.

Zhou Mu was unmoved, "This is my last warning."

Xu Zhuo propped his chin, didn't listen to the lecture, and couldn't understand, but looked straight at Zhou Liang.

The latter seemed to be unable to bear his gaze, stopped writing, and was about to speak.

Xu Zhuo preemptively said, "Why, look again, you want to throw me downstairs too?"

Zhou Liang didn't seem to be bothered to pay attention to him, so he was silent for two seconds and continued to write.

Xu Zhuo approached a little more lawlessly, "I found that your nose is really similar to A Li's."

I thought the other party would not reply.

But he didn't want to, Zhou Liang asked back: "Why isn't he like me?"

Xu Zhuo was stunned.

Zhou Liang seemed a little hesitant, the palm of his hand holding the pen turned white, as if he was using more force than before.

Xu Zhuo smiled, this person is quite proud.

The other party is proud, and he is even more proud.

In the eyes of 17-year-old Xu Zhuo, he basically does what he is not allowed to do.

He suddenly sat upright, as if he was going to listen carefully, then reached out and took Zhou Liang's eraser, and placed it on the [-]th parallel, pretending to be surprised:

"Oh, you crossed the line."

Then the next moment, he raised his hand, and under Zhou Liang's surprised gaze, he threw it out of the window.

Zhou Mu caught a blank, "You..."

Xu Zhuo smiled mischievously, and spread out his palms in front of him, the eraser resting perfectly on his palms.

Zhou Mu squinted at him, grabbed the eraser, "boring."

Xu Zhuo couldn't stop giggling.

He is very boring, but he thinks that Zhou Liang is very boring, one is boring and the other is boring, it sounds like no one is better than the other.

-

It might be weird to say it, but at school, Xu Zhuo basically never went to the bathroom alone, even though he was a man.

But no one stipulates that men must go to the toilet alone.

He couldn't bear this loneliness, so he always called his friends to pee together since he was a child.

He felt that the reason why the relationship between himself and Zhou Mu was so stagnant might be because they didn't go to the bathroom together, and they didn't cultivate such a friendship.So in the past few days, Xu Zhuo didn't ask Zhou Liang to go with him for convenience.

Although there was no success.

But he never gave up lightly in the heresy. During this break, he once again sent a tasteful invitation to Zhou Liang:

"Come on, Brother Zhou, let's go."

He stood up. He didn't have any hope at all. He didn't want the people around him to stand up, walk around him, and go out.

Xu Zhuo was immediately refreshed, cheering Xiao Zhuo.

He hurried to catch up with Zhou Mu, shoulder to shoulder.

Along the way, Xu Zhuo had nothing to say, and even introduced the location of the toilet to Zhou Liang, as if Zhou Liang had never been there.

Halfway through, Zhou Liang said abruptly, "Why do you always like to follow me?"

Xu Zhuo was also frank, "I like to play with good-looking people."

Zhou Liang didn't expect such a straightforward and superficial reason, and turned to look at him, "But I don't like playing with fools."

Xu Zhuo: "..."

It's really good, I praise you for being good-looking, and you praise me for being stupid, there is really a back and forth.

He was still not convinced, and wanted to argue a few words, Zhou Liang continued:

"The muku in my name is next to the word wood, not cool, and it doesn't mean cold either."

Xu Zhuo opened his mouth. When we first met, he misread the characters. Later, he found out, but he was not so completely wrong. Well, at least the second sound was correct.

Zhou Liang quickened his pace and overtook Xu Zhuo all of a sudden.

Xu Zhuo hurriedly called him, "Hey, the toilet is here, where are you going..."

Zhou Xing didn't even look back: "The office."

Xu Zhuo was puzzled: "What are you doing in the office?"

"Change seats."

Xu Zhuo punched the back of his head with military punches.

-

gym class.

He Chao was out of breath. Seeing that he missed a badminton, he quickly threw the racket on the ground and started the third break of this class.

"I said, what are you doing so hard? I'm exhausted."

Xu Zhuo was angered by Zhou Liang, and his whole body was full of strength.

Think of badminton as Zhou Liang venting his anger.

The seat change was unsuccessful. It is said that the head teacher was busy during the break and was not in the office.

It was the first time Xu Zhuo met someone like Zhou Liang, and Shitou's heart should be warmed up by him.

He glanced at Zhou Liang, who was a referee in another group, and asked in puzzlement, "Why do you think he has no friends in class?"

He silently observed that Zhou Liang's family was either rich or expensive, dressed expensively, and although their manners were poor, they were limited to those who provoked him, and the rest of the time they were still decent, which shows that the family education was strict.

This private school of theirs gathered all the noble descendants of city B. Everyone was somewhat influenced by the elders of their own family. They were relatively precocious, and their classmates were willing to make friends with each other. Maybe they would be the contacts they could use in the future.

Like Zhou Liang, who is handsome, has top grades, and has one of the best family backgrounds, usually this kind of person is a favorite in the class or even the whole school.

But people in the class didn't seem to take the initiative to talk to Zhou Liang, and the girls would often peek.But in general, he felt that everyone didn't want to see Zhou Liang, but they paid attention to him and feared his appearance.

He Chao's eyes occasionally stopped on Zhao Tingting, who was sweating not far away, "I don't know, everyone doesn't play with him, so we just don't hit him, otherwise we don't fit in."

Xu Zhuo didn't take it seriously, others are others, he is him.

He is also quite indebted, the more Zhou Mu ignored him, the more curious he became.

Xu Zili was the class monitor, a good old man who cared about the group, and apparently found that all the students in the class were exercising in pairs, and only Zhou Xing was the referee.

He took the initiative to invite Zhou Liang, whether the three of them would fight together.

The classmate who was fighting with Xu Zili was a little unhappy on the face, but Xu Zili didn't take it seriously. He couldn't understand the gangster style in the class.

Xu Zhuo has been paying attention to the other end, only to see Zhou Liang shaking his head, and then continue to focus on the game in front of him.

Look, if others don't play with him, he doesn't care to be with others, what a weirdo.

"Xu Zhuo, shall we play badminton together?" At some point, Zhao Tingting walked up to the two of them and asked in a low voice.

Xu Zhuo moved his wrist, expressing that he was a little tired, and declined.

In fact, he took out his mobile phone, opened the webpage, and searched for the meaning of "饭".

Starling, a kind of tree mentioned in ancient books.

Without a detailed explanation, prepositions like ancient book are born with a sense of mystery, just like the feeling that Zhou Liang gave Xu Zhuo.

Xu Zhuo likes to drink Coke, not entirely because he likes the refreshing feeling of the bubbles passing by, but mainly because of the popular "one more bottle" scratch prize at that time.

Every time the bottle cap is twisted, it is an unknown expectation.

To him, Zhou Liang is now like a lottery of "one more hundred million bottles".

Zhao Tingting wanted to leave in frustration, but He Chao hurriedly stopped her, "I can fight with you."

She shook her head and left without saying anything.

He Chao's face was a bit ugly, but Xu Zhuo didn't pay attention to it because he was working on his phone.

"Zhao, you know that "Titanic" will be re-screened in two days, right? It is said that people who like this movie should be invited to watch it. Do you have anyone who likes it?" He Chao said suddenly.

Xu Zhuo suddenly remembered that he had always wanted to talk about watching this movie.

"Is there such a saying..."

He Chao just noticed that his gaze stayed on Xu Zili's side, and his eyeballs rolled down the line, "By the way, do you like Xu Zili?"

Xu Zhuo was startled, "Huh?"

Since he was a child, he found that he was more interested in boys, and he accepted it frankly. His friends who had a good relationship knew it and told He Chao when he first started school.

He Chao smiled ambiguously, "There's nothing to be shy about. It's not shameful to like him. Don't you always tell me that you think he's very nice, and you'll feel comfortable listening to him talk."

Xu Zhuo touched his chin, "So this is what I like."

He Chao nodded, "Of course, I did the same to Zhao Tingting. I have a holiday on weekends, and I feel uncomfortable not seeing her for a day."

Xu Zhuo looked at him in surprise, only then did he know that he liked Zhao Tingting.

He has always been relatively insensitive to things like feelings, thinking that everyone is just a good friend who has fun.

However, when he didn't see Xu Zili on the weekend, he thought it was okay.See you on Monday.

He Chao looked at his expression, "Zhao, you know, if you haven't dated in the second year of high school, it would be embarrassing to say it."

When youth sprouts, everyone seems to think that puppy love is a fashionable thing, and some people even think that the more emotional experience and academic performance are the same, the better.

Xu Zhuo scratched his head, wouldn't he be ashamed, he really cares about face.

He Chao winked at him, "The opportunity is here. You invite Xu Zili to watch "Titanic".

"Ah, let me think about it," Xu Zhuo hesitated, "How can I make an appointment, say it in person, it's so embarrassing, or... forget it."

He can watch movies by himself.

Seeing that he was about to give up, He Chao quickly suggested, "It's okay to write a love letter. It's so romantic and saves you the embarrassment of face-to-face. Say yes. If you're embarrassed, I'll send it for you."

"Thanks then, brother."

The next day, morning exercise time.

The entire class of Grade 7 ([-]) was empty, and a sneaky figure appeared at the door of the class.

He Chao looked back and forth, and after making sure no one was there, he walked lightly to Xu Zili's seat in the first row, took out a pink envelope from his pocket, and quickly stuffed it into his drawer.

He wanted to leave immediately, but suddenly thought of something, he bent down again, and took out the envelope again.

Why help you, why you can feel good.

Looking back, I looked at the empty seats in the whole class.

He thought for a moment, then walked to the last row of seats by the window, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, he stuffed it into the schoolbag on this seat.

……

A burst of melodious bells sounded, which was the music that Xu Zhuo thought was the most beautiful in his 17 years of life - the school bell.

Xu Zhuo, who cleared his schoolbag half an hour in advance, put one hand on the back of Zhou Liang's bench, and warmly invited:

"Zhou Jing, go online and book a night."

Zhou Liang stopped writing and frowned, what is it called.

Xu Zhuo raised his legs proudly. This person doesn't like fools, does he?

"Zhou Qiong, you...I'll go! This name is kind of a bitch." He suppressed a smile, ignored the black-faced Zhou Liang, and continued:

"QQ Xuanwu will definitely play, right? Come into my family. Recently, there is a family PK competition in the server. My family has entered the top [-]. It's awesome. If you can't buy it, you will suffer a loss and you will not be fooled."

Zhou Liang, who has played Tetris since he was a child, was confused, "What is a family?"

Xu Zhuo is in charge of science popularization, "It means that everyone gathers together, like a club, doing tasks and dancing together. It's very interesting, and there are titles, such as brother, sister, sister, and brother, really like a family."

"Are you missing a father?" Zhou Mu asked.

Xu Zhuo was stunned on the seat, and it took two seconds for him to realize that this man was going to be his father in the game, and immediately pulled back his bench forcefully, "You have a good idea!"

But Zhou Liang moved faster than him. He got up a second earlier, took his schoolbag, turned around and left.

Xu Zhuo didn't chase this time.

that night.

Zhou Liang ate twice as fast as usual, then took the fruit plate forced by his mother, and quickly returned to his room.

He still has three unfinished papers, which are all homework for today.

It's all the fault of that annoying Xu Zhuo, who pesters him to talk in and out of class, making his homework efficiency much lower.

Normally, it would have been done in school.

Opening the zipper of the schoolbag, Zhou Xing took out all the textbooks and papers inside.

At this moment, a pink envelope slipped from the middle.

Zhou Liang picked it up inexplicably, grabbed a corner, and found three words "Your Zhuo" in the front corner.

Zhou Mu:?

This tone is somewhat coquettish.

Combined with the color of the envelope, Zhou Liang somehow had a bad premonition.

He hesitated, opened the envelope, looked at ten lines, his face gradually turned black:

[Who is that, Jack from class 7 of the second year of high school.Congratulations, you have been favored by me.

You must have never thought of it, since the first time I saw you, I have a crush on you.

There is a saying, "Mountains have branches and trees have mountains. I like you but you don't know it. Now you know it."

Then come to the cinema next to the school at one o'clock on Saturday afternoon, and I invite you to watch "Titanic"!Your soft silk burns, youcom, Icom! 】

Zhou Liang recalled the first time he and Xu Zhuo met, everything seemed to make sense, why he was clinging to himself, why he always did some annoying actions, it was clearly a naive way of chasing people, trying to get his attention.

Annoyed, he tossed the envelope into the trash.

Although he knows that many boys like boys nowadays, he never intervenes and respects other people's sexuality.But he can't do it himself. His parents and elders have taught him that it is right to be with girls since he was a child.

What's more, this person is Xu Zhuo, the type of person he dislikes the most.

He doesn't want to make progress, has no eyesight, and doesn't like to tidy up the desks... About Xu Zhuo's shortcomings, he can talk about it all night.

Zhou Liang took out the paper and prepared to do homework.

He just didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't read the first paragraph of the question after reading it twice.

It's all because Xu Zhuo distracted him.

Zhou Liang was silent for a moment, then bent down, picked up the letter paper in the trash can, picked up the black pen, drew a circle on the lai of "green lai", and wrote the word "Lai".

The pen went to the third row again, severely deleted "mountains have branches and trees have mountains", and changed it to "mountains have trees and trees have branches".

Then he threw the pen away and said in a low voice:

"I'm bored."