Follow suit

"Where did you two go?" Zhao Qiqi helped Wen Chaoan put the books in her schoolbag early in the morning, and lined up with his schoolbag and horse stool. When Wen Chaoan came back, she handed the things to him. "There are too many papers, I'm afraid of messing them up." Your order is in the book."

"Thank you." Wen Chaoan took the things and walked forward with the large group.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" Zhao Qiqi looked at him several times in surprise, then lowered her voice as if guessing something, "Why is it swollen?"

"Hmm..." Wen Chaoan shook his head, "It's fine."

Zhao Qiqi looked forward and back, and she still wanted to ask something. Teacher Xiao Liu just ran over and followed the tail of the team, so she didn't say anything else.

The campus here is very large, and the sophomores haven't started classes yet, so there are more than enough students in these classes. Wen Chaoan and the others are in the classroom of the sixth class of the second grade.The layout of this class was similar to theirs, Wen Chaoan still sat at the back, and the two leaned against the air conditioner.

There was only one person sitting at the back of the class, and there was only one desk pocket with something in it, and he didn't look like a good student who studied hard. The papers were randomly stuffed in it, and when the table touched the things inside, it lost its balance and immediately slipped out.

Just as Lu Qiansong was sitting on the seat inside, he stretched out his hand to hold the books and papers that were about to fall. He stuffed them but didn't put them in, and finally took them out and put them on the desk.

"I haven't written it yet," Wen Chaoan looked at it, "Is there so much homework in the second year of high school?"

"No, right? This pile?" Lu Qiansong picked out the books from the inside, and sorted the papers together, "There are almost 20 papers here, and they must have been backlogged."

After sorting out the papers for a while, Teacher Xiaoliu came into the class. Their grades in the morning were not bad. They were the second in the school district and the fifth in the general campus.

The class was full of cheers. Teacher Xiao Liu waved his hand to calm them down, and asked the students who had projects in the afternoon to pay attention, and finally checked the projects and time. Remember to come to the teacher after dinner to get the number plate.

After all the explanations were over, Teacher Xiao Liu asked them to chat by themselves, and they could go downstairs for dinner after the bell rang.

The other classes were still in the class meeting, and the entire corridor was quiet, but Wen Chaoan and his class became noisy, most of them were chatting, and the athletes in the afternoon were cheering each other up and asking how the training was going.Wen Chaoan continued to tidy up the table pocket with Lu Qiansong, there was actually unsealed yogurt inside, with a layer of green hair growing inside, and a green fruit next to the yogurt, when Lu Qiansong pinched it out through the table paper, unexpectedly It's a hairy orange.

"Fuck, is this man sick? Is he reincarnated in a culture dish?" Lu Qiansong told Wen Chaoan to sit a little further, and turned his head to look in the pocket of the desk. The corners also grew hairs, and a circle was printed on the orange and yogurt boxes. One side's imprint looks like a stench of corruption.

Fortunately, this is already the most disgusting garbage, and there are still some paper balls and useless pens that cannot be written.

Wen Chaoan contributed his own plastic bag for fruit to hold the garbage, and also contributed a few wet paper towels to wipe the table pocket clean before putting the books in it neatly.

He thought about it, and finally put a black pen in it.

Zhao Qiqi was still angry with Cheng Zi in the morning, saying that she wanted to have dinner with Wen Chaoan without Cheng Zi, but she forgot about it at noon, and not only called Cheng Zi, but also brought people from the last few rows of the class with her. Occupying the table and sitting together, Wen Chaoan didn't know until he was seated that he was going to cheer up.

There are about a dozen people sitting in the last two rows. No matter boys or girls, there are basically projects in the afternoon. I don’t know what we just talked about. They are sharing skills with each other, such as drinking less water before running, and running in the outer circle on their own. Running sideways, someone even recorded the races of other classes, analyzing and evaluating from the starting posture of the students.

Most of them have no scientific basis, but they quite believe it, and the chat is in full swing.

Of course Cheng Zi was a chatterbox in the crowd, he seemed to have a lot of mouths, and he was able to chat with everyone.Lu Qiansong is also very busy, his long jump is the first event in the afternoon, everyone is helping him, only Wen Chaoan cooks rice silently, he was hungry just now, today what Wen Ma packed for him was apples and pears, They're all sticky fruits, and when he's done eating his oranges, they're gone.

"Let's go to see Brother Lu's project together later?" Zhao Qiqi and Wen Chaoan said, "I also have a long jump, so let's look at him. I don't learn from him at this time, but I also have his aura."

"Aura?"

"Did you forget? He is very good at the long jump. Didn't he belong to the track and field team in junior high school? He will definitely win the prize!" Zhao Qiqi gave a thumbs up.

Wen Chao'an put down his chopsticks: "Can I watch it? Didn't the teacher say that you can't run around? If you run next to it, it will interfere with other competitions, and isn't the long jump referee Teacher Xiao Liu? If you are caught, you will be deducted points from the class. "

"That's different!" Zhao Qiqi shook Wen Chaoan's wrist with an expression of "Why don't you understand", and said nervously, "For events such as long jump and high jump, track and field teams sign up a lot, and many people go there. Look at Brother Lu. There are so many people, you are mixed in, how can the teacher remember you? Even if you really have to remember your name in the end, you just say that you are here to deliver water, who will remember your name? Besides, Teacher Xiao Liu is so Well, you won't remember us!"

Wen Chaoan still had to think about it, so Zhao Qiqi said again: "There are so many people running around in the morning and no one said that you haven't been in the toilet for so long? Who noticed that you disappeared? It's okay!"

"..." Wen Chaoan didn't go to the bathroom.He just washed his hands while waiting for Lu Qiansong.

Zhao Qiqi was still persuading him, but Lu Qiansong turned her head: "What are you talking about?"

"We'll watch your match later!" Zhao Qiqi tugged at Wen Chaoan's sleeve, "It's agreed, we'll go together then."

"Okay," Lu Qiansong said, "It won't take long for the long jump, three chances, it's over after the jump, and I'm still in the sun."

Zhao Qiqi suddenly realized: "Ah, so you are afraid of the sun? Shall I bring an umbrella?"

"...No, I was afraid that the teacher would find out, but I didn't say no." Wen Chaoan shook his head and smiled helplessly, "You don't need to bring an umbrella either. I remember that there is water in the teacher's seat, so maybe I can talk to you." Teacher Xiao Liu wants a bottle of water to drink."

Zhao Qiqi gave a "wow" and praised him as "on the road".

After lunch, Wen Chaoan went to the class to get the long-haired trash, and was about to take it down to find a trash can to throw it away. When he went downstairs, he saw Liu Tianheng who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Liu Tianheng is a quiet person, similar to Wen Chaoan, but he is more knowledgeable. He is studying or playing intellectual games at home. Sometimes he also does some handwork, and then he will use social software to share with Wen Chaoan.

Wen Chaoan admired him at first, marveling that there are such conscientious and studious people among his classmates, but later found out that it is not the case. Liu Tianheng has few friends not because he spends all his time studying, but because he is too lazy to socialize; he also plays mobile games, but He was not good at it, so he didn't play very often afterwards; he was able to establish a long-term friendship with Zhou Rong because he sometimes needed to draw energy from his friends, and the lively Zhou Rong and Dongzi were very suitable candidates for this.

To sum up, this is a lazy mobile game black hole.

Although they haven't seen each other for a while, the two still maintain a good friendship. From Liu Tianheng's point of view, Wen Chaoan is the classmate he has the most contact with. They always discuss and study together and share unpopular knowledge.

"Chao'an?" Liu Tianheng just went up the stairs and met Wen Chaoan who was going down, "...what is this?"

"Oranges and yogurt..." Wen Chaoan smiled wryly, "The trash in the pocket of the desk where I sit is strange, so I'll just let him throw it away."

"It's all hairy, it's better to throw it away."

They talked a few words, and Liu Tianheng communicated with him about a homework problem. After most of the students finished their meal and went upstairs, Wen Chaoan felt that his lunch break would soon be over, so he ended the conversation and prepared to go to the trash can.

"Chao'an, are you coming to play at home after the sports meeting?" Liu Tianheng adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, "My aircraft carrier simulation model will arrive tomorrow, do you want to take a look?"

Liu Tianheng often told Wen Chaoan about his models. Although Wen Chaoan didn't know anything about it, he was very interested in it. Liu Tianheng said that next time he had a chance, he would ask him to go to his house to have a look.

"Okay," Wen Chaoan smiled, "There should be two days off after the sports meeting, how about that time?"

"Well, I have time. I'll talk to Dongzi and Rong'er later, we can go to barbecue together."

After Wen Chaoan agreed, he went downstairs to find a large trash can, washed his hands, and went back to the classroom with the lunch break preparation bell pressed.

Teacher Xiao Liu followed him into the class, and after distributing the number cloths, he asked the students to go to bed quickly and take a good rest to prepare for the afternoon competition.

Wen Chaoan lay on the table, listening to the side whispering where he went.

"Throw out the garbage." Wen Chaoan also whispered back, pointing to the table pocket, indicating that it was the garbage just now.

"It's been a long time, I knew I would go with you." Lu Qiansong just went to the office to find Teacher Xiao Liu. If he knew that the number bibs were distributed together in the class, he wouldn't have to make an extra trip to the office.

"It's okay," Wen Chaoan yawned, "I'm sleepy."

He moved on the table, stretched his waist, buried his face in the crook of his arms, and looked at Lu Qiansong with half-closed eyes.

Lu Qiansong also followed his example, looking back at him while lying on her stomach.

Wen Chaoan closed his eyes, waited for a few seconds before opening them, Lu Qiansong was still looking at him as he was a few seconds ago.

"I can't sleep if you stare at me." Wen Chaoan said angrily.

"I'm not watching you."

"Watch it."

"No."

"Watch it."

"No."

"..."

"Okay, I'll be watching." Lu Qiansong first compromised, stretching his hand down from the table, and slightly moved his body towards Wen Chaoan, "What should I do if I'm watching you?"

Wen Chaoan didn't speak, but blinked his eyelids, feeling that hand touched his thigh.

This scene had to remind him of what Lu Qiansong said at the stairway not long ago: hold him, lean on him, kiss him, do you want to touch his legs now?

The bad guy is at it again.