Orange peel stuffed in my clothes

Luo Yushen didn't let Song Ling go until the class bell rang.After returning to his seat, he saw the A4 paper with "Little Luo Pope" on it. Luo Yu thought deeply, took out a ruler from his school bag, and carefully cut out the Q-version villain from the middle of a large A4 paper. It came down into a small rectangular shape and stuffed it into my wallet.

Just after putting away the wallet, Luo Yushen opened the wallet again dissatisfied, took out the carefully cut piece of paper, looked left and right, and for the first time came up with the idea of ​​why A4 paper is so fragile. Xiao Zhang, if someone tore him apart, he might cease to exist.Or, even if you keep it well, if you overturn the water glass and soak the paper, it will be over.After thinking about it, Luo Yushen took out a roll of scotch tape from the pencil case, and carefully made a simple plastic seal for this thin piece of paper.With the protection of the transparent tape, the Q-version villain looks much safer. Luo Yushen touched the "Little Pope Luo" lightly with his lips before stuffing it back into his wallet with satisfaction.

After class was over, Gu Dian came over, "Hey buddy, what did you do last class? I watched you keep your head down from the front, did you finish a lot of homework?"

Luo Yushen really couldn't say that he had done a handicraft for a class, not to mention Song Ling was still sitting in the back.He could only answer vaguely, "Which eye of yours has been looking down at me, do you need me to poke you blind? Besides, what do you think I am doing, what do you want me to do?"

"That's not right!" Gu Dian slapped Luo Yushen on the back, "The sports meeting is coming soon, please report for 800 meters."

"I think I may not win the award." Luo Yushen said truthfully.

"Then there are still three weeks, you should practice more, grandson, you can do it!" Gu Dian looked entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and then turned his head to look at Song Ling, "Brother Ling, you should also apply for a long-distance race, 1200 meters How about it?"

"Luo Yushen reported 800 meters, and I will report 1200 meters." Song Ling added fuel to the fire as if he thought the excitement was not big enough, with an expression that he was not afraid of too much drama.

"Song Ling, wait, I'm not finished with you." Luo Yu gave Song Ling a deep white look, and then hurriedly grabbed Gu Dian, "Grandfather, monitor Gu, don't forget me, I'm sure I can't do it!"

"Remember it!" Gu Dian had already walked away, leaving only a heartbreaking voice floating over.

"Song Ling! It's all your fault!" Luo Yushen turned his head, with a look of hatred on his face, "I'm sure I won't win the prize, the 800 meters are so tiring, I really don't want to run!"

"Well, blame me," Song Ling accepted the charge without the slightest hesitation, "So you will practice running with me for the next three weeks, and I will accompany you throughout the run, okay?"

Facing Song Ling's encouraging eyes, Luo Yu couldn't help nodding his head affectionately, his face became hot, "This old Mensao knows how to flirt every day!" '

For the next three weeks, Luo Yushen insisted on going to school at 06:30 every day, ran with Song Ling for half an hour, and then went to the dining hall to have breakfast together.

Sitting in the cafeteria, taking a sip of the soy milk handed over by Song Ling, Luo Yushen turned his head and asked, "Did you bring a tissue?"

Glancing at Luo Yushen's delicate and beautiful lips, which were stained with white stains of soy milk, Song Ling's eyes sank, "No." After speaking, he broke Luo Yushen's chin and kissed it directly.

Fortunately, Song Ling chose a position in a corner, and the two of them could be blocked by the pillars.Song Ling was still in the cafeteria with scruples. This time, it didn't take too long. He let go of Luo Yushen after a kiss, and bit the other's full lower lip by the way. "Baby, I'll lick it clean for you. You don't need a tissue anymore." Song Ling As Ling said, he secretly reached out and patted Luo Yushen's upturned buttocks.

Such an exciting pleasure made Luo Yushen's eyes filled with water vapor, and he glared at the contented Song Ling, "I don't want to shame you, what should I do if someone sees you?"

"I kiss my daughter-in-law, and I'm not afraid of people watching!" Song Ling took it for granted.

After playing around and having breakfast, Song Ling and Luo Yushen had just returned to class when they saw Gu Dian announcing on the podium about the art performances of various classes at the beginning of the movement.

B Middle School has always had the tradition of putting on a theatrical performance for each class before the opening of the sports meeting. All members of each class will participate in a show, which can be a dance or a chorus for the whole class.The whole process is completed on the big playground. At the end, the school leaders will give each class a score, and the class that gets No.1 can get a cash reward of 1000 yuan.

"What program will our class have this time? Singing or dancing?" Gu Dian's loud voice could be heard from far away.

"The whole class sings a single love song!"

"No, no, no, the leaders can't hear the sound in the big playground!" Someone immediately jumped out to retort.

"Okay! Then dance, what kind of dance shall we dance?" Gu Dian also felt that singing was not appropriate, so he decided to dance with the whole class.

"Let's dance Jiangnan style!" Yang Yu was the first to express his opinion. At that time, Uncle Psy's Jiangnan style had just started to become popular, and it had not yet become popular in the streets and alleys.

"Okay! That's it. Let's unify our outfits and try to get No.1!" Gu Dian said boldly.

"If you want to take the first place, you have to rehearse quickly!" Luo Yushen sat down and answered the words leisurely.

"Hey, why not let Luo Yushen be the lead dancer! He sings beautifully, and he must be a good dancer too!" Yang Yu activated the mode of selling teammates madly in a second.

"Damn! Is there any necessary connection between singing and dancing? Gu Dian, you must not listen to Yang Yu's nonsense!" Luo Yushen turned his head and glared at his good tablemate Yang Yu, " Are you itchy? You want to lead the dance yourself, so why bother your father? Just rely on Gu Dian to support you!"

Never expected that Gu Dian would think seriously on the podium, "Xiaoyu, you are the only one! You look pretty good-looking, and you can be regarded as the face of our class! Your dancing must be better than Uncle Piao's dancing." A hundred times! Let’s make it so, I’ll report to Lao Pei later!”

Luo Yushen didn't want to take over the drudgery of leading the horse-riding dance. He opened his mouth to scold Gu Dian for your mother's death. He just said "you" when he suddenly saw Pei Yue at the door. He quickly swallowed the last three words.

"I just listened to everyone's thoughts on the monitor. It's pretty good. Let Luo Yushen lead the dance. Everyone has a sense of collective honor!" After Pei Yue finished speaking, she glanced at Luo Yu vaguely. With a deep look, Luo Yushen was terrified.

"Song Ling, I'm so annoying. I don't want to run or dance." In the dining hall at noon, Luo Yu complained deeply about his miserable experience.

"Then what else can I do? Baby, do you want me to elope with you, and be the man behind me? Think about it." Looking at Luo Yushen's white face opposite him with an incongruous bitterness and hatred, Song Ling once again thought of teasing people.

"Then hurry up, let's go now, let's go immediately," Luo Yushen's eyes brightened after being teased by Song Ling, and he took the last piece of ribs from Song Ling's plate along the way.