The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

After zipping up the school uniform, Jiang Yingyu stood at the door and took a look at An Sheng's house. After a while, he saw An Sheng limping over with his cart.

Leaning the car against the tree in front of the door, An Sheng tugged on the strap of his shoulder bag and waved to Jiang Yingyu.

"Why are you standing there stupidly!"

Jiang Yingyu walked to An Sheng's side and looked him up and down. Today, An Sheng wore his school uniform very tightly, with the zipper pulled up to the top.

"So cold?" Although it was a bit cold in the morning, it's not that hard to accept, right?

An Sheng pretended to cough twice, "It's a little bit like a cold."

If it was said that he fell down while riding a bicycle, he didn't know how this person would laugh at himself...

"Hurry up, we're going to have breakfast!" Pulling him into the car, An Sheng grabbed the handle and started, "I won't eat wontons today, let's eat pancakes! The wontons are a bit tired..."

The two bought two mutton meat buns, which were sufficient and had a lot of meat.

An Sheng held the car with one hand, kept his feet on the ground, and ate the meat sandwiches with the other hand. Jiang Yingyu didn't think that An Sheng's operation would overturn the car, so he sat in the back and ate with peace of mind.

Back in the classroom, when it was time for morning reading, An Sheng took out a list from his bag and walked to the front desk for them to sign.

He didn't know what it was until he signed with Jiang Yingyu.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, just this weekend, put it on Monday and return to class on Tuesday. The school asked them to sign, so they were afraid that something would happen to them.

After comparing the ID number and phone number, Jiang Yingyu took the pen and signed it.

An Sheng looked at the column of Jiang Yingyu's ID card, and suddenly asked, "I can't tell, you are two months older than me."

He was in mid-August, and Jiang Yingyu happened to be in mid-June.

After signing, Jiang Yingyu handed the pen back to him.

"I didn't realize that you are younger than me."

Still two months!

An Sheng smiled, took the pen and went to another group with the form, and asked them to sign all of them quickly.

The first class is Liu Qiang's. It's approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he is the class teacher. Naturally, he needs to take some time to give some good advice. At the beginning, he talked for more than ten minutes, and half the class is almost over. up.

When I went back at noon, the old lady went out again, and followed An Sheng to his house, but An Li was not there, and what An Sheng said was that she had taken Xiang Heng for an injection.

Glancing at the kitchen, An Sheng suddenly said, "Do you want to eat noodles?"

"Huh?" Putting down the bag, Jiang Yingyu touched the backs of two iron eggs.

"There's nothing left from last night's food, let me order some noodles for you! I don't know how to make anything else," An Sheng said, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards the pot.

It doesn't matter what to eat, Jiang Yingyu sat on a small stool, leaned his back on the door frame and looked at the small waterwheel in the yard.

Looking at the little man who was working hard, Jiang Yingyu couldn't help laughing, it was really funny.

An Sheng, who was in the kitchen at this time, frowned tightly, looked at the noodles that had been made into a pot, put the lid on, and turned around to leave the kitchen.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Yingyu saw An Sheng coming out with a serious face, and turned around to open another door curtain.

"Go get two packs of instant noodles," An Sheng came to the shelf, looking at the different flavors of instant noodles, he asked Jiang Yingyu, "What flavor do you want?"

Don't talk about boiled noodles, now instant noodles?

Jiang Yingyu thought it was all noodles, maybe An Sheng was talking about cooking instant noodles!

"Whatever, just don't be too spicy." Jiang Yingyu also shouted.

After taking two packs casually, An Sheng went into the kitchen to make trouble again.

This time it finally smelled, Jiang Yingyu just wanted to go in and have a look, when An Sheng pushed him out with two bowls of prepared instant noodles.

Pushing it on the table, An Sheng started eating with his chopsticks.

This instant noodle looks okay, and ham is added to it.

"Do you want to eat?" An Sheng looked at Jiang Yingyu with instant noodles in his mouth, "You absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! Just smell it and you will be full?"

After speaking, he sucked and ate.

"Pre-dinner ceremony." Pulling his chopsticks, Jiang Yingyu stirred the instant noodles and ate them.

An Sheng scoffed at his pre-dinner ceremony, and the other side gasped suddenly while eating.

"It's so spicy!" Jiang Yingyu sucked his saliva and got up to find a cup for water to drink.

An Sheng looked at the plastic cup with Pikachu printed on Jiang Yingyu's hand, opened his mouth and said, "Hey! That's me..."

goo go go go...

After drinking two glasses of water, he finally suppressed the spiciness, Jiang Yingyu wiped his mouth and asked, "Ah? What are you?"

"...It's nothing." An Sheng held the chopsticks without moving.

When the person sat back, An Sheng said, "Is it very spicy? Why don't you change it?"

"..." Jiang Yingyu didn't dislike An Sheng, seeing the bowl that An Sheng pushed over and there was actually so much left, he reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.

An Sheng moved Jiang Yingyu's bowl over and tasted it. It was indeed a bit spicy, and it seemed that the seasoning was wrong.

When going to push the cart, Tie Dan returned to his kennel obediently, and An Sheng took a few steps to touch his stomach.

Two bowls of instant noodles are still a bit full.

"Why don't you go to the commissary and get you some snacks? Biscuits?" An Sheng stepped into the car and asked.

Jiang Yingyu got into the car and straightened the strap of his schoolbag, and turned back to him with his head buried, "No, I'm not hungry right now."

My stomach is so hot right now that I haven't recovered from it yet.

An Sheng didn't speak anymore, and the leopard-print bicycle started to move under his feet.

The sun is quite bright today, but there is still a physical education class in the afternoon, everyone is looking at the scorching sun, squinting their eyes and almost going blind.

When standing in a team, because the heights of the two are not much different, they naturally stand together. The physical education teacher arranged two activities for this session. The girls practiced three-step layups and accurate shots, while the boys were divided into two teams. Play a small game, and many people serve as substitutes.

Of course, at the beginning of the physical education class, you need to warm up everyone, and run three laps on the court...

After running for less than a lap, Zhao Wen was pulling the two of them desperately, looking out of breath.

"This teacher simply only cared about his own happiness, and didn't care about our life or death. He made us run three laps in such a hot day..." Zhao Wen grabbed one person with one hand, and led him jogging with the two of them.

"Why are you hoarding more and more meat? Haven't you counted it in your heart!" An Sheng said to him, but Zhao Wen didn't care. Then An Sheng said, "You meat, why are you talking about a girlfriend? Get over it."

Zhao Wen was not happy about this, and his eyebrows frowned, "We are still not brothers, this hurts my heart!"

The two ran while arguing, Jiang Yingyu slowly slowed down and ran, he felt a little hungry.

After three laps, familiar people quickly formed two teams, and Jiang Yingyu, as a newcomer, had to go back to the edge of the field and sit as a substitute.

An Sheng's face was covered with sweat on the court. What surprised Jiang Yingyu was that An Sheng's glasses were so heavy and thick, and they didn't even fall off after such intense exercise.

An Sheng, who has changed his hairstyle, has now become the shining point of the stadium. He is tall, fair-skinned, and plays the ball well. The girls watch An Sheng when they have free time, watch him throw the ball, and watch him rob other people's balls. .

The screams were not that exaggerated, but the cheers were always there.

With his back to the sun, Jiang Yingyu felt the heat on his back, so he could only squint to see An Sheng was walking towards him, wiping the hem of his clothes while wiping his sweat.

An Sheng pulled down the zipper of the school uniform, took it off and covered Jiang Yingyu's head.

"Isn't there a tree there, you are not afraid of heatstroke!" Sitting next to the person, An Sheng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Jiang Yingyu put his school uniform on the heads of the two of them.

"Isn't there someone there?" Jiang Yingyu pulled a corner of his clothes with one hand to prevent blocking his view.

Hearing what he said, An Sheng turned his head and glanced at the tree, where a few girls were taking a rest.

"Yo! You are so shy, old man!" An Sheng looked at him and smiled, there was not much room under his clothes, An Sheng exhaled all the heat on Jiang Yingyu's face, and he turned away uncomfortably Head tilted.

"Aren't you going to play?" Seeing people ignoring him, An Sheng glanced at the court, "Physical education class always has to move."

Jiang Yingyu squinted and watched Zhao Wenzheng being surrounded by people holding the ball, and replied flatly, "I don't play the ball very well."

He really doesn't have much interest in basketball, and he feels tired just watching a dozen or so people chasing a ball in the sun.

To be honest, he doesn't like sports very much.

"So modest?" An Sheng only thought that Jiang Yingyu was talking to him politely, and smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't play well, not everyone can be in the NBA, just try to have fun!"

"No, you go and play, I'll just sit and wait for get out of class to end." It was so hot that Jiang Yingyu didn't want to move at all.

An Sheng looked at Jiang Yingyu's motionless appearance, thinking that he was really not being polite to him, so he lifted the clothes on his head and stood up, and just as he stood up, he threw a ball at him.

As soon as he took it in his hand, Zhao Wen yelled at him, "What are you two doing! Sneaky, can't you fight!"

An Sheng patted the ball on the ground twice, dribbled the ball and walked towards the court.

"He doesn't play, he hasn't eaten lunch and has no energy." An Sheng threw the ball to Zhao Wen and returned it to him.

Zhao Wen wiped off his sweat, glanced at Jiang Yingyu, who was wearing An Sheng's school uniform, and said regretfully, "That's a pity, I wonder if his skills are as good as mine! After all, he is so tall. so high."

"Come on, you," An Sheng snatched the ball that Zhao Wenzheng was going to throw to his teammates, "Think about something unrealistic..."

Jiang Yingyu looked at the large area of ​​scratches on An Sheng's body, and explained why the zipper was pulled so high in the morning.

No wonder, this guy overturned!

Said to be able to ride a few hundred yards...

I didn't expect this guy to have abs, it's hard to believe.

When An Sheng pulled the hem of his clothes to wipe his sweat, his belly leaked out. Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng's overly white belly, and his well-shaped abdominal muscles looked full of strength.

The author has something to say:

Correct the low-level mistakes in this chapter.