boys' feelings are always poetry

11.

Lu Jixue gritted his back molars and stuffed two chocolate pies into his pocket, one on each side, stuffed bulgingly, a little funny.

Song Yu: Look, look!He wanted to catch me, but failed!Get mad!

Fang Zhihui: ...

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Song Yu had already guessed that he was about to face a huge challenge in his life, a military training program that he hated the most since he was a child.

That is, turn left, turn right.

It's not that he lacks a sense of direction, it's just that at this moment when everyone listens to the password and turns around in unison, he will be flustered and don't know where to turn.

During the military training in junior high school, he had his own way of coping, which was very simple, that is, he was always a step behind everyone, and he almost passed the troubled waters. He also asked the sportsman Fang Zhihui about this problem, and asked if there was any solution. Fang Da Sports Committee said that he had a psychological problem and it was not easy to solve it, but it was not a big problem anyway, so it was so-so.

I don't know if I can fish in troubled waters in the military training course of No. [-] Middle School in Huai City.

Song Yu secretly touched the line of his trousers, as if his palms were sweating a lot.

"Take the left foot as the center of gravity and axis, lift the heel of the right foot when turning, point the toes to the ground, turn the body 90 degrees to the left, and then move the right foot closer to the left foot to establish a positive posture!"

Song Yu listened very carefully, even more seriously than he listened to math class in junior high school.

"To the left!"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, and secretly looked at Fang Zhihui.

Fang Zhihui waved his hand, over here!here!

Song Yu hurriedly turned around and became the last person in the class to turn around. The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the playground ground was a little clear, which could be said to be very abrupt and invincibly embarrassing.

Although I was flustered in my heart, I still had to smile on my face, ordering a song, you are not really happy.

"Song Yu, what's the matter with you? Do it again! Turn left, turn right, turn right again!"

what? !

What the hell!

Song Yu stood where he was, unable to lift his feet.

"Song Yu! Why are you not moving!"

Why am I not moving?Why don't you ask me not to move?I really want to move!Where are you going!

Song Yu calmly analyzed, turned left, then turned right, that is no turn!Turn right again!oh oh!right!

Song Yu turned around slowly.

Fang Zhihui suppressed his smile and secretly gave a thumbs up. Song Wugui turned so fast!Praise!

Song Yu smiled awkwardly, and stood with his hands close to the line of his trousers.

"Listen to the password! Turn left!"

Fang Zhihui lends a helping hand again, here!here!

Song Yu was a little faster this time than last time, but not so fast.

"Listen to the password! Back! Turn!"

Song Yu:? ? ?

Song Yu: Why did you turn backwards again?To turn backwards, turn back from the left, or turn back from the right!Don't panic!Let me see where everyone is turning from!

At this time, Lu Jixue in front turned around and faced him face to face. They really met each other's eyes and were silent.

Song Yu lowered his head and turned back indiscriminately, even he didn't know whether he turned from the left or the right.

This feeling is quite strange, Song Yu seems to have felt that there are two burning fire holes behind him, staring at his back, almost burning him through.

"stupid."

Song Yu heard Lu Jixue say something stupid behind him.

Nima!

Song Yu clasped his five fingers, forget it, a man can bend and stretch, a gentleman can take revenge, ten years is not too late!Ten years later!I, Nanshan Bulao, will hold you loose...it seems that I can't do anything to him!

Forget it.

12.

Today's military training course is finally over, and Song Yu is exhausted physically and mentally.

Even Fang Zhihui, who was always very energetic, lay listlessly on the table, not wanting to say anything.

The head teacher summed up today's training situation, mostly criticizing Song Yu, but the time she chose was so bad that Song Yu hung his head and didn't listen to a word.

After I packed my schoolbag, there was actually nothing to pack, so Song Yu and Fang Zhihui walked away with their shoulders linked.

Song Yu's home is not close to Fang Zhihui's home, but they both happen to be on the line of the second-line bus, and Fang Zhihui's home is far away. Sit up for a while.

The two smiled when they walked out of the school gate.

"Brother Song, the sky outside the gate of this middle school is blue! The water is clear! The air is fresh!"

"That's right! It's the happy mood!"

The two walked to the second-tier car station and found that there were so many people taking the second-tier car.

Song Yu comforted, "The second-line car runs from the east of the city to the west of the city. Naturally, there are many people on this big line."

Fang Zhihui tidied up his schoolbag, and said enthusiastically, "Brother Song, I watched a horror and bloody movie last night, "No. 13 Friday". It was very good! Super good! I highly recommend it!"

Song Yu smiled, "I've seen it before! The last time Jason's merchandise came out, it was a long knife. I wanted to buy it, but my mother refused, saying it was too bloody. Now it's a limited edition. Already!"

"When did Jason's figure come out, you tell me, I want to buy it!"

"Speaking of horror, don't you think our squad leader is even more terrifying?"

"Brother Song, you are so strange. Why is the monitor so scary? I see the monitor always has a cold face, as if his face is paralyzed. It's not scary."

"Hahaha! Facial paralysis! Do you know acupuncture for facial paralysis? At least half a month of acupuncture!"

Fang Zhihui pulled Song Yu's sleeve suddenly, "Brother Song! Look! Isn't that the monitor of our class!"

Song Yu took a look, and it was indeed Lu Jixue.

"Looking at the direction he was walking, his home should be in the high-end neighborhood closest to our school. It's called Rose Garden."

"How do you know where the high-end neighborhood is?"

Fang Zhihui scratched his head and said, "My mother thinks my home is too far away from the school and wants to move to live near the school, but the houses in the school district are either dilapidated old buildings or high-end residential areas like Rose Garden. Mom talks about it every day, and even takes me to see it, it's getting annoying to death."

Song Yu sighed, "It's good to move here, you don't have to squeeze the bus."

Fang Zhihui: I'm so hungry...

Song Yu: Me too...want to eat grilled sausage...more dipping sauce...

Fang Zhihui: Drooling...

Song Woo: I can't stop drooling...