boys' feelings are always poetry

103.

Song Yu saw that Fang Zhihui was so bored, he still didn't leave, just sat there without saying a word, there was a kind of sleepiness in his eyes that would only come after staying up late watching anime and going to class the next day, Song Yu wanted to say that you should go first and go back Take a good rest at home, seeing you sleepy, like a stupid bear blind, I am sleepy just looking at you.

Fang Zhihui thought that Song Yu was embarrassed, so he leaned against the wall and waved his hands, "Leave me alone!"

"I see you are sleepy!"

"It's okay, I leaned against the wall and fell asleep."

What kind of spirit is this?What kind of spirit is this?If wisdom also has this kind of spirit in learning, then it is not a problem for superheroes to catch up with learning.

The next few classes seemed to be cleaned up, and there was no one in the corridor. Occasionally, there was the sound of locking the door. Song Yu knew that it was the end of another class, and the good mood was reduced by ten.

Taking a look at Fang Zhihui, Lu Jixue's good mood also decreased by ten, but it's okay, he comforted himself, it's okay, when Fang Zhihui moves, the annoying little tail will naturally disappear.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps in the empty corridor, bang bang, it must be a boy, and he was still running wildly, hitting the marble floor hard with every step.

"Is Fang Zhihui here?"

Zhao Yingxiong's hair was a bit messy, and there were four or five bristles standing upright on his head, as if attracted by static electricity in winter.

"He's here, what are you going to do?" Song Yu stood in front, putting the rag in Zhao Yingxiong's sight, threatening him not to move, using the rag as a weapon, Song Yu wondered if this Zhao Yingxiong was going too far He just threw the rag on Zhao Yingxiong's face, then kicked up, left uppercut, right uppercut, upper uppercut and lower uppercut...

"Something happened." Zhao Yingxiong didn't wear glasses, and his face looked very unforgiving. Maybe he was a little bookish when he put on the glasses, which made people hesitate a little before making a move. You can't hit a scholar. It's useless to be a scholar. !hit him!Song Woo really wanted to hit him.

As for why he has the aura of beating, Song Yu analyzed it later. Compared with Lu Jixue, Lu Jixue's face has a freezing effect, and idlers should not approach him. Everyone just glanced at him and said that this person is unusual and cannot be provoked. I'm sorry, I slipped away, and Zhao Yingxiong's face, because of the naturally high bridge of the nose, makes people feel that he is looking at people with his nostrils all the time. When he is not smiling, everyone will say look, this person is too arrogant!He looks at people with his nostrils like Erkang!beat him!When laughing, one corner of Zhao Yingxiong's mouth was raised, and everyone said, look at this man's smirk!so bad!beat him!

Song Yu snorted, expressing dissatisfaction, turned around and shook Fang Zhihui awake.

"Wake up! We've arrived!"

"Huh?" Fang Zhihui jumped down from the window sill, saw Zhao Yingxiong's arrogant face, and rubbed his eyes.

Zhao Yingxiong took out a notebook with Xihuang Taiyi on the cover from his schoolbag, and handed it to Fang Zhihui, "Here you are."

"Ok?"

"This is, the script, ah, idiot!"

"Why call me an idiot! You want to fight again!"

Fang Zhihui's cheeks were flushed, and he grabbed the notebook ferociously, thinking that the cover was actually Xihuang Taiyi!I rely on!so cool!I want to buy it too!

Lu Jixue tugged at Song Yu's school uniform, and revealed in a low voice, "I talked to Zhao Yingxiong this afternoon, and he agreed to write the script."

What Lu Jixue meant was that it was me, myself, who did the good job.

104.

Song Yu didn't expect to go to that level, and asked Lu Jixue foolishly, "Well, what's the theme?"

Lu Jixue leaned closer to Song Yu's ear and said in a low and delicate voice, "Fang Zhihui is a story of a fool."

what?

What the hell!

"No, no, no! Why didn't you stop him?" Song Yu was in a panic when he saw Fang Zhihui open his notebook.

"Squad leader!" Song Yu stood on tiptoe and leaned into Lu Jixue's ear, and said in Lu Jixue's deep and delicate voice, "If they fight later, I will be in charge of pulling Fang Zhihui away, and you will be in charge of pulling it away." Kill Zhao Yingxiong! I swear by the morality of Xihuang Taiyi, I will not be sidelined!"

Lu Jixue laughed, Xiao Curly must have thought too much, he should have sent Xiao Curly to write the script, and it is guaranteed to write a script that shocked the audience.

Fang Zhihui frowned while looking at the notebook seriously.

Song Yu: Tsk tsk, I found out that I am the second idiot in this play!

Lu Jixue: ...

Fang Zhihui smiled, and the corners of his mouth rose a little.

Song Yu: Tsk tsk, this is so angry that I have nothing to say, look, give us wisdom and laugh!

Lu Jixue: ...

Fang Zhihui closed the notebook without moving or speaking.

Song Yu: Tsk tsk... this is... what's wrong?I don't know either!

"Are you satisfied? Fang Da Sports Committee?" Zhao Yingxiong looked at people with his nostrils again.

"It's okay, I'm reluctant to accept it." Fang Zhihui's expression is very satisfied to anyone who looks at it, a duplicity man.

"I'm leaving, goodbye." Zhao Yingxiong walked to the door, and then generously gave a gesture of goodbye to me.

Song Yu rushed up and picked up his notebook to read.

Play name: "Apology for the Negative Thorn", protagonists: Lian Po, Lin Xiangru, etc.

"Wow! It's so beautiful! I don't know several words on the first page alone! The first prize winner in the composition competition is amazing! It's great to have knowledge! I want to have knowledge too!"

Turning to the last page, there is a line of small gray words in the lower right corner, which should be written in pencil.

"I am a hero, I will apologize to Comrade Lin Zhihui!"