boys' feelings are always poetry

203.

If an unlucky person is unlucky from morning to noon, he will definitely become lucky in the afternoon.When Song Yu walked into the classroom, the head teacher was not in the classroom, which can be said to be a blessing in misfortune.

Fang Zhihui recalled Song Yu's running state, and he could only use four words to describe it: Shocked as a heavenly man!Only gods can achieve this state. Song Yu usually looks like an inconspicuous little boy. Looking at him a few more times is nothing more than adding a few adjectives: white, small hands, fleshy, indeed, like Song Yu A little boy with this complexion on the track team is like hot cocoa with a spoonful of milk in it, but after a while, it mixes and mixes, and everyone is equally dark.However, Fang Zhihui understands Song Yu, he is a man with a strong head at critical moments!If Fang Zhihui becomes famous in the future, if he wants to write an autobiography, Chapter 1 should write: My Iron Brother——Song Yu.

"Brother Song, let me introduce you to our track and field team!"

"Don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go!"

When Song Yu and Fang Zhihui returned to class, the students in Class [-] were taking a nap, and the curtains were drawn tightly. Except for Lin Er, who secretly copied homework, everyone else had already fallen asleep on the table.

When he sat down, Song Yu felt how much hot sweat was coming out of him. It started to trickle down from his forehead, and his eyelashes were wet with sweat.

Song Yu glanced back, Lu Jixue was sleeping, with his head resting on his arms, from this angle, Lu Jixue was motionless, only his slowly exhaled breath was moving.

"It's so hot!" Song Yu unzipped the school uniform and unbuttoned the summer school uniform. Of course, he couldn't unbutton all of them like the idiot Li Qingfeng did. He just undid three or four, picked up the papers in the desk, and started. Fan the wind, fan it against your chest.

While copying homework, Lin Er gave Song Yu a disgusted look.

"Why did you go? It doesn't look like you're doing something good."

Song Yu thought about it, it was really not a good thing, and it was a bit embarrassing.

"Nothing, nothing."

"You and Fang Zhihui look like two bums in the village. When we were squatting and eating noodles at noon, we saw the widow Xiao Cuihua in the village. Then the two climbed the wall and slipped into someone's yard with ill intentions. The dog ran after it, sweating profusely, like, really."

"..."

Song Yu scratched his face, "Seriously, why don't you write scripts with such a rich imagination?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot after I write it. I'll write [-] words first, on the night of Xiao Cuihua's wedding..."

"..."

204.

Song Yu cooled down a little, and suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and remembered that corrupt officials were assassinated by justice envoys in martial arts novels. The description in the book was: a chill on the neck, and death.

In fact, it was Lu Jixue who put his own pure water on Song Yu's neck.

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court."

"Uh... I didn't do anything, I forgot to check the time while reading comics in the bookstore, so I ran back."

"is it?"

"That's right." Song Yu blinked after finishing speaking. His lying skills have improved a lot, and now he doesn't stutter when lying. When he was downstairs, he would also pick.

Lu Jixue looked at Song Yu's flushed face and those big innocent eyes. To be precise, it should be: big innocent eyes.

"You know what will happen if you lie to me."

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, thinking, why do these words sound so familiar, isn't this the words in "Sweet Running with the Ball for the Sky-Price CEO's Little Wife"?The leading actor, Lu Wudi, chairman of the Lu Group, said at least 80 sentences in the book: You know what will happen if you lie to me.It also shows that the heroine really loves to lie.

"I didn't lie to you, really, you believe me."

Lu Jixue nodded, "Very good."

Sung-woo knows he's talking ironically, meaning he's bad, right now.

class

During the break, Fang Zhihui ran to Song Yu's group for a walk like a loafer, walked next to Lin Er and pretended not to care, and lifted up his summer school uniform, showing a little abs.

"Oh, it's so hot."

"..." Song Yu was thinking, how could he say Qingfeng Li was a fool?He also told Fang Zhihui that Li Qingfeng is a fool, obviously they are both fools, the difference is that Li Qingfeng is a tall fool, and Fang Zhihui is a short fool.

Lin Er stopped writing, she knew that if she didn't say something to deal with the idiot, the idiot wouldn't know what else he would do.

"Dear Fangwei, can I wash clothes on your abs? I use Diao brand laundry soap, it won't hurt my hands at all!"

"Haha, Song Yu, you are really at the same table! You are eloquent!"

He learned this word from Li Qingfeng, and he used it immediately after learning it, and used it flexibly, maybe he would draw inferences from one instance.

Fang Zhihui put down his summer school uniform, and turned his head to see Lin Er's back table——Lu Jixue, who was writing math problems silently, with a very gloomy face. That thing's expression is really frightening.

"Squad leader! Me, me, me..."

"Ten points will be deducted from Fang Zhihui for being late at noon."

Fang Zhihui was speechless, forget it, forget it, just buckle it, thunderstorm weather is not suitable for going out, Lu Jixue is like thunderstorm weather.

"Also, Song Yu will deduct [-] points."

Damn, it's not just a thunderstorm, it's also hail!

Fang Zhihui thought, if he was shocked to death by the squad leader's powerful aura at this time, he would have only one thing to say before he died: Song Yu retreat.