boys' feelings are always poetry

63.

"Earthy love story?"

Song Yu reluctantly accepted Lu Jixue's words. From a high school student's understanding of life, only a face like Lu Jixue's earthy love words would be regarded as the plot of an idol drama, and the background must be in that kind of sprinkling. The innocent campus is full of sunshine, and behind it is the white wall of the classroom. It is best to have some vague noises downstairs. After all, it is between classes. It will be more real if it is noisy. The background music is "Summer's Love" by Wen Lan. "The Wind" is fresh enough, but ordinary male students, like Song Yu, will be dismantled coldly to the point of being inhuman, at worst, and will be arrested by brothers, sisters and family members and soaked in pig cages.

Lu Jixue was silent and couldn't think of any words to make things right. In fact, this is what he saw in "One Hundred Chapters of Chasing Goddesses". The acquired knowledge will basically be perfectly presented, and this time he added a little ingenuity of his own, and even thought about what Song Yu would say next, of course he did not expect that Song Yu would see through his routine at a glance.

"Squad leader, did you not wash your face this morning? There is something on your face!"

"What? I washed my face." Lu Jixue rubbed his face with the back of his hand, "What's there?"

Song Yu snapped his fingers, "It's kinda pretty!"

"..."

"Squad leader, do you know? You are 3 and I am 9!"

"What do you mean?"

Song Yu snapped his fingers again, "I am you besides you! Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

"..."

Song Yu laughed until he kicked his legs, he didn't expect that molesting the squad leader would be such an interesting thing, Song Yu suddenly thought of the scene of being forcibly captured by the squad leader's fan support group and soaked in the pig cage, his smile restrained a lot.

"Squad leader! I have no grievances or enmities with you. I am just a grassroots person. Why do you want to kill me?"

Lu Jixue's face was gloomy, he didn't want to talk, only the cold eyes remained in Song Yu's crooked smiling eyes.

"..."

"Squad leader, why don't you speak? You should ask me: what hurt you?"

Lu Jixue's face continued to be gloomy, and he said soullessly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It made me like you so much!"

Lu Jixue's eyes suddenly became evasive, and his eyes fell on a pot of limp green radishes on the window sill.

"Uh..." Song Yu knew that the earthy love talk was too bad, so he didn't say anything more. It happened that Lin Er, who was at the same table, came back. Song Yu pretended to be calm and chatted with Lin Er.

"Why do you run outside after class every day? Isn't the fifth class not big enough?"

Lin Er was a little embarrassed, "I'm going to the bathroom! People have three urgencies!"

"No, you run out every class! You are very strange!"

Lin Er was suddenly interrogated, and he was extremely flustered. He didn't realize that the strangest thing was Song Yu.

"I... I went to see the handsome guy..."

"Hmph! Isn't your back table not enough for you to see?"

After Song Yu said this, his cheeks were red. He felt that what he said today was weird, and every sentence was more strange than every sentence, which is really strange.

64.

After school at noon, Song Yu and Fang Zhihui went to find Gao Jiaming. Class 5 seemed to be the head teacher's class, and they pressed the class for [-] minutes.

"Tsk tsk, how precious is the time at noon! Five minutes equals five hours!"

Gao Jiaming agreed very much, because he wasted time for Song Yu and Fang Zhihui, he bought two cups of cake milk tea for them to drink.

Fang Zhihui was still pretending, "Ah, I just like to drink that clear coffee without sugar!"

The small dining table is in an old community near the school. It is very close to the school, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk there.

"I heard from my aunt that there are canned strawberries today. Brother Song, God definitely favors you!"

After Song Yu walked in, he found that there were many people at the small dining table, and there were also many acquaintances, but they were all in the kind of relationship where they met with a smile and didn't contact each other.

Gao Jiaming, one of his classmates, Song Yu and Fang Zhihui sat at a table for four.

The staple food at noon today is beef and carrot steamed dumplings, served with a few side dishes, all of which are cold dishes, sweet and sour, much more delicious than the cold dishes in the school cafeteria, and a bowl of canned strawberries.

Fang Zhizhi's mouth was full of food, and he said vaguely, "This is not only a price that is close to the people, it is simply a price that benefits the people!"

Song Yu nodded, the food at the small dining table was delicious, and he never wanted to step into the school cafeteria after eating.

After the four of them finished eating, Song Yu couldn't resist the temptation, and bought a bottle of orange juice, the kind with a lot of pulp, probably three times as much.

Fang Zhihui remembered that he had to clean up after returning to work, so he asked, "Brother Song, your team... uh, who wipes the blackboard?"

Song Yu swallowed the orange juice and three times the fruit pulp in his mouth, and said indignantly, "Of course he is the squad leader!"

Fang Zhizhi smirked, "That's right! You see, you offended the squad leader earlier and were assigned to be on duty on Friday. You can't offend him again in the future! A man can bend and stretch!"

Gao Jiaming interjected and spoke in confusion, "Is the monitor of your class Lu Jixue? He looks like a good person. Why are you calling him so vicious?"

Fang Zhihui took a look at Song Yu and explained, "Lu Jixue put Song Yu on duty on Friday, do you think it's strange?"

So the three fell silent.

After returning to work, there were a bunch of people standing in front of the class. Song Yu squeezed into the crowd and saw that there was a new duty form on the wall. Yes, tsk tsk, the job of the class monitor is really difficult, and he has to sacrifice his lunch time to do the class sanitation work.

The tall boys in front stayed still and refused to leave, so Song Yu had to stand on tiptoe to watch.

"On duty on Friday: Song Yu—clean the blackboard."

What the hell! ! !

Song Yu was flustered and flustered, thinking, did I write something wrong?No way, impossible!

Looking down, he became even more flustered.

Lu Jixue—mopping the floor, taking out the trash, and cleaning the hallway.