boys' feelings are always poetry

91.

The first class in the afternoon was physical education class, and Song Yu was very happy. If the classes in No. [-] Middle School were arranged like this every day, then he would not feel that high school life was boring. A little pain.

Fang Zhihui took out the class card of Class [-] from under the chair, took Song Yu's arm and went downstairs.

For the first time, Song Yu felt that the spring breeze on the campus of Huaishi No. [-] Middle School was so warm and warm.

5 minutes ago, Song Yu was still imagining that the large lawn in the school was good for playing football, or he could play basketball on the basketball court behind the west gate. Four or five times the size of a basketball court.

After 5 minutes, Song Yu saw the truth.

The physical education teacher said that this physical education class teaches everyone to dance between classes and dance youth.

Song Yu is like a sparrow with broken wings, who fell from heaven to hell with a whimper. He is a round sparrow with goose yellow eyelids and three long eyelashes.

Fang Zhihui ran to the front carrying the class card to flatter the horse, Song Yu sneered, and Cao Er next to him sneered.

Soon, Fang Zhihui noticed Song Yu's contemptuous eyes, so he walked around, stood beside Song Yu and said earnestly, "Study hard, don't fool around, the physical education teacher said, this is the physical exam, dance youth."

cut!

Song Yu scoffed even more.

In fact, the students in Class [-] were not distracted. From a distance, a group of monsters dancing wildly were dancing, dancing old disco, twisted and twisted.

Song Yu took a look and found that Lu Jixue was not there, which was not surprising, as the students in the student union were all mysterious.

With 15 minutes left before get out of class, the physical education teacher suddenly realized that he was disbanded, and asked everyone to go to the canteen to buy some snacks.

When Song Yu and Fang Zhihui heard this, they had a tacit understanding and ran away together.

Fang Zhihui is a bit of a difficult choice, hesitating between the spicy hot pot flavored crispy noodles and the spicy crab flavored crispy noodles.

"This is delicious." Song Yu picked up two packs of Mala Xiangguo Flavored Crispy Noodles, and bought two grilled sausages, one crispy bone sausage, and one corn sausage. After paying the money, he stood at the entrance of the small shop and waited for him.

5 minutes passed, a full 5 minutes.

Fang Zhihui ran out in a panic with a bag of snacks, frowning, his eyes still a little dull, as if he was thinking about some important issue.

"Fuck! Brother Song! Me, me, me!"

Song Yu looked at Fang Zhihui's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and took a few steps back, "What's the matter?"

"I saw a tall boy wearing your nametag in the canteen just now! Damn! It scared me to death!"

Song Yu pretended to be calm and steady.

"What are you panicking about? He picked up the name tag."

Fang Zhizhi's eyes became strange.

"He picked it up? Do you know him?"

Song Yu nodded, "He takes the same elective course as me."

Oh, I see.

"Just now I wanted to grab his collar and ask him how he became a thief who stole a nametag. After thinking about it, I found that I can't beat him, so forget it."

"He is a school bully, don't mess with him casually."

Song Yu had an indifferent expression and a stern tone.

92.

"Is that the school bully from Class [-]? It's too scary."

Song Yu moved his hands unconsciously, picking at his trousers, "It seems to be."

"Xu Han, the super goddess recognized by our school, wrote a love letter to him a few days ago and gave him a big bouquet of roses. In the end, he burned the love letter and the roses, and he even took a photo. , posted it on the Internet, saying that the photo has an artistic sense, please watch it.”

Song Yu frowned, "I think there is something wrong with his head!"

"He took the same elective class as you, didn't he recognize you as Song Yu on the name tag? He should return the name tag to you!"

Song Yu shrugged his shoulders, expressing his ignorance, "I feel that he not only has a brain problem, but also is blind. He didn't even see that I was the person on the name tag, and it was even more impossible to guess that I was Song Yu."

"Really?" Fang Zhizhi took a bite of the corn sausage, it was so delicious.

While the two were still sharing the secrets of playing games, the school bully came out from the main entrance of the canteen.

Fang Zhihui blinked, meaning: Brother Song!Look it's him!

Song Yu nodded: It's okay!He doesn't recognize me!Nothing happened!Do not worry!

The school bully held a large pack of snacks in his left hand, and two bottles of freshly squeezed juice in his right hand, yellow orange juice and emerald green kiwi fruit juice.

"Eh? Isn't this Song Yu's curly hair? What a coincidence!"

Song Yu: ...

petrochemical.

"What a coincidence." Song Yu pulled out a perfunctory smile to deal with the school bully, thinking that you frankly know that I am a handsome Song Yu, why don't you hurry up and return the name tag to me?What a shameless man.

The school bully came over and looked at the sausage in Song Yu's hand.

"Which flavor is delicious?"

Corn-flavored, sweet and delicious, Song Yu's conscience whispered.

"Crispy sausage is super delicious!" Song Yu smiled, how could I tell you the truth, you are too naive young man.

"Okay." The school bully didn't treat himself as an outsider, and took away Song Yu's sweet corn sausage.

Song Yu: ...

Petrochemical again.

"Don't be sad, little curly, I'll change with you."

The school bully stuffed the orange juice in Song Yu's snack bag.

Song Yu: ...

petrified on the spot.

Fang Zhihui chewed the corn sausage beside him and commented: This wave is not bad, Brother Song!Freshly squeezed orange juice costs nine yuan!