A villain in love dressed as school grass

Zhu Bo noticed Pu Ziwen's strange slow movements, and Zhu Bo realized that what he just said might be a bit ambiguous.

"I mean, go home."

"Oh." Pu Ziwen spoke in a low voice, almost like a mosquito buzzing.

Zhu Bo is really too lazy to talk to him.

On the day of voting for the program, there was a strong smell of gunpowder among the students of each program in Class [-].

It's a bit tense.

Liu Pingju organized everyone to start choosing in the evening self-study, so as not to delay the lectures of teachers of various subjects.

As soon as the bell rang for the evening self-study class, Wu Yibei quickly got up and closed the door tightly. In order to keep it secret, everyone even drew the curtains.

Liu Pingju organized everyone to carry their desks and sit in a circle, leaving the middle of the classroom empty for everyone to perform.

In order to ensure fairness, Liu Pingju specially invited teachers from the language group to come and score together.

The selection officially started, and everyone tried their best.

Some people sang rock and roll until they became hoarse and lost their voices, while others danced socially until their glasses fell off.

Each has its own splendor. When Pu Zi Wen Zhu Bo is a group, the venue is limited and they can only perform and sing first.

It’s not lively.

"Okay, okay," Liu Pingju and several Chinese teachers applauded.

"It can be seen that everyone's hard work is very good."

"But the dancers in that group are not good, they don't look like students."

"Students who sing rock and roll, let's not waste our voices. Boys your age need to protect their voices."

The final program officially decided was a sitcom and the squad leader's gourd silk solo.

However, the students in class [-] did not fight among themselves because they could not be selected.

They firmly believe that whether you are selected or not depends on your own ability, if you are selected, it represents our class, and our class will always be of one mind.

So in the next few days before the school celebration, Pu Ziwen's group and monitor received extraordinary care.

After all, their common enemy is the eleventh class next door.

Both sides were quite mysterious, and even the slightest rumor about the school celebration program was not revealed.

Even until the rehearsal the day before the school celebration, both classes practiced behind a curtain.

Very mysterious.

When they arrived at Ding Weisong and the others, Ding Weisong looked around.

"Where's Brother Wen? Eloped with me at the same table again?"

Bao Shunsheng nodded obediently: "Brother Wen said that they won't be needed for the time being, they are practicing in the piano room."

"I just said that the two of them have something to do and avoid us, absolutely!"

Ding Weisong firmly believed.

The days until the school anniversary are getting shorter day by day.

The day of the school celebration falls on Friday, and as long as the holiday lasts on Saturday and Sunday, it is considered a popular event for the majority of students.

In order to fully highlight the rich activities of Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School outside of schoolwork, the school decided to organize teachers and students to hold a fun sports meeting during the day before the school celebration party.

Ding Weisong was extremely lucky to be selected by Liu Pingju, and he was honored to be the son of Juxuan in Class [-].

"You say why I'm so unlucky, and can our school have other activities besides the sports meeting? It's so helpless!"

Pu Ziwen looked back at him and said, "Song, you should feel honored, this is such a hard-won opportunity."

"Then I'll give it to you, Brother Wen."

"No, I refuse." Pu Ziwen shook his head, "Why don't you ask Zhu Bo?"

"Where's Zhu Bo?" Pu Ziwen noticed that Zhu Bo was not in the classroom.

Pu Ziwen looked at Ding Weisong and Bao Shunsheng questioningly, and the latter shook their heads.

Pu Ziwen was a little worried whether Zhu Bo was a little nervous because of the evening performance.

"I'll go find Zhu Bo and send a message if something happens."

"gone."

Zhu Bo didn't have the fear that Pu Ziwen imagined, the party was really just a small occasion for him.

Zhu Bo came out after receiving a voice call from Song Tianfu.

"Where have you been?" Zhu Bo asked.

"I'm at the corner of the intersection, and I'm going to Brother Bo soon, have you got your student ID?"

"Got it, are you pretending like it?"

No matter how much Zhu Bo didn't worry, he still had to worry about the eyes of the guard, Uncle Wang, who were comparable to a survey instrument.

"Don't worry, Brother Po, I'm used to this kind of thing. I went to the fence you mentioned and went to Brother Po, come here."

Zhu Bo found a loophole for food delivery, and handed over the student certificate to Song Tianfu.

The doorman, Uncle Wang, took the student ID card and looked left and right, Song Tianfu's face was darkened.

"Are you yourself?" Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously.

Song Tianfu didn't dare to be arrogant.

"Yes, sir, this is the stage makeup on my face, please take a good look at it, sir, your parrot's coat color is beautiful again."

Uncle Wang compared it again, and he thought it was quite similar, not to mention that his parrot's fur was really pretty.

"Okay, come in, take the initiative to ask your class teacher to admit your mistake when you are late."

"Good sir."

Only then did Uncle Wang let Song Tianfu in.

Song Tianfu sped up a few steps and ran to Zhu Bo beside the statue, then took out a wet towel from his pocket and wiped off the blackness on his face.

"How can you paint so black?"

"I used something my mom used for makeup, it was about the size of a dime, and it worked."

Zhu Bo looked at Song Tianfu's full face dosage, and deeply felt that Song Tianfu would accept a women's Sanda singles match tonight.

Song Tianfu finally finished wiping his face, his clean face was quite handsome, and the passing girls in the first year of high school couldn't help but glance at the two of them.

"Brother Bo, are all the girls in your school so cute?"

Song Tianfu wanted to ask for WeChat, but was kicked on the calf by Zhu Bo.

"Stop hooking up, forgot about your online girlfriend?"

It's good that Zhu Bo didn't mention it, but when Song Tianfu mentioned it, he remembered the guy who robbed his girlfriend, and how many sweet words he used to coax her back.

In the end, I paid for gold, not to mention being sad.

He will take revenge for this revenge!

"Brother Bo, it's still early, take me around first."

Zhu Bo nodded, stood up straight from the base of the statue, and took Song Tianfu to look at the famous No. [-] High School Celebrity List.

Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School specially made a celebrity card for each honorary alumni and stood it on the side of the main road.

It can be said that anyone who can make a name for himself and set up a brand here has great face.

Song Tianfu fancied that Zhu Bo would also be famous in No. [-] Middle School, but Zhu Bo couldn't help but knocked him on the head.

Zhu Bo took Song Tianfu around for a long time, but most of the time Song Tianfu was looking at the girls in No. [-] Middle School.

Until he met someone who was particularly fond of Song Tianfu, Song Tianfu left Zhu Bo and said to go to the campus supermarket.

Zhu Bo stood there speechless.

Zhu Bo heard someone calling his name in the distance, and the voice was getting closer and closer. Only when he was close, Zhu Bo was sure of the other party.

It's Pu Ziwen.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you standing here by yourself?"

Pu Ziwen looked at Zhu Bo standing there alone, a little bit sure of his guess.

"Are you scared?" Pu Ziwen asked.

Zhu Bo shook his head, suddenly a wireless bluetooth headset was stuffed into Zhu Bo's ear.

A piece of soft piano music flows from the earphones, like gurgling water, with a gentle feeling of soothing.

Then Zhu Bo heard Pu Ziwen say.

"Don't be afraid, just relax, even if you get nervous and make a mistake, it's okay, I'm by your side."

Pu Ziwen smiled when he spoke, and his voice actually made Zhu Bo's heart, which was not nervous and restless, calm down strangely.

This person spoke as if telling him that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Zhu Bo'ergen was a little burned, and he stretched out his hand to gently scratch his ears.

"Thank you, thank you?"

Pu Ziwen was stunned seeing him like this, and then his heart beat fast.

Pu Zi heard the rolling of his throat, and was just about to raise his hand to help Zhu Bo brush away the hair that blocked his eyes, when he heard someone shouting in the distance.

"Fuck, you're so hard! Stop it!"

Pu Ziwen tilted his head and looked over, not far away was a boy standing there pointing at him and shouting.

Pu Ziwen's eyelids twitched, he didn't recognize who it was until Pu Ziwen looked closer.

"I remembered, you are the one who gave me the Internet cafe's decisive battle, lucky to meet you brother..."

Pu Ziwen stretched out his hand with a smile, but Song Tianfu who walked over quickly punched the corner of his mouth.

Pu Ziwen was unprepared, the corners of his mouth throbbed.

"Come on, what were you going to do just now, beat my brother Bo, are you arrogant?!"

"I'll tell you today, Brother Bo and I are not easy to bully, come on, let's fight again!"

Song Tianfu stood in front of Zhu Bo as a sign of protection.

Pu Ziwen waved his hands again and again: "I misunderstood brother, I actually want to be with Zhu Bo..."

Song Tianfu interrupted him.

"What do you want to do with my brother Bo?! Let me tell you, don't be so arrogant!"

"not me……"

Song Tianfu saw that Pu Ziwen was still excited, and he punched back again.

Pu Ziwen took another move solidly, according to his usual temper, he must have hit back several times more.

But this time Pu Ziwen didn't fight back at all.

Although he doesn't know who this person is, anyone with a discerning eye knows that he has a good relationship with Zhu Bo, which is equivalent to a good girlfriend of the person he likes.

What does this mean, the person Pu Ziwen should win over most.

This person will never be offended.

Zhu Bo looked at Pu Ziwen's deflated look, and thought it was quite funny, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Pu Ziwen touched the corner of his mouth and hissed, and looked over with resentful eyes, intending to tell Zhu Bo not to watch the excitement.

Only then did Zhu Bo stop Song Tianfu who was baring his teeth and claws.

"It's okay to fight, it's okay."

"It forced my classmate, who is also my partner in the show."

"His name is Pu Ziwen."

Song Tianfu was shocked: "Brother Bo, the handsome guy you told me has a good personality, but he is so hot? You are not kidding me!"

Zhu Bo slightly shrugged and nodded.

When Pu Zi heard Song Tianfu's comment that he was handsome and had a good personality, he suddenly felt as if someone had poured honey into his heart.

Did Zhu Bo say he was okay because he thought he was okay?

I think it's not far from being able to be together.

Sure enough, Zhu Bo still has feelings for him.

Zhu Bo didn't know the messy thoughts in Pu Ziwen's mind, seeing that he had been motionless and stretched out his arm to touch Pu Ziwen's arm.

"say."

Only then did Pu Ziwen come to his senses, adjusted his mood and extended a hand of friendship to Song Tianfu for the second time.

"Brother, how much I offended me before, I sincerely apologize here, I really shouldn't have been aiming at you for so long with a sniper."

Song Tianfu looked at the state of the two of them and understood that what Zhu Bo said was true.

Song Tianfu went to shake Pu Ziwen's hand, his tone still choked.

"Don't think it's all right if you play the piano with Brother Bo, Brother Bo and I have been friends for many years."

"Don't try to grab the position of my good brother, do you understand?"

"I get it, brother."

Pu Ziwen nodded very cooperatively, and formally turned the fight with Song Tianfu into friendship.

Besides, the position he wants to grab is not a good brother, so there is nothing to argue with him.

After the trouble, Pu Ziwen specially bought water, picked what Song Tianfu liked to drink, and at the same time brought Zhu Bo a bottle of mineral water that was not too cold.

When the three of them returned to the classroom, Ding Weisong and Liu Pingju had just finished running back to the classroom, and he was wiping the sweat off his face with a towel.

Song Tianfu happened to see Ding Weisong turn his head under the sunlight, and he caught a glimpse.

Song Tianfu felt like old friends at first sight with Ding Weisong.

Back at his seat, Ding Weisong also noticed this stranger. After being introduced by his tablemate, Ding Weisong confirmed the identity of the stranger and greeted him happily.

"Hi brother!"

Song Tianfu stretched out his hand suddenly a little embarrassed: "Hello."

Ding Weisong felt that this person was a little awkward.

Ding Weisong's ability to control the field has always been good. He took the initiative to chat and found out after a while.

"That is to say, brother Wen also robbed your online dating girlfriend?"

Ding Weisong looked incredulous, and then realized that he had said something wrong.

Pu Ziwen resisted the desire to hit him, and turned to look at Zhu Bo.

"I really don't have this. I have never been a third party. I don't know what happened. Later, I didn't log in to that account."

"Zhu Bo, you have to trust me."

Song Tianfu sneered.

"If we hadn't reconciled, I would definitely beat you up now!"

Ding Weisong laughed in the middle: "Harmony makes money, bosses."

Zhu Bo just smiled: "Student Pu, you better not let me catch you."

Pu Ziwen has never been more determined than now.

"Absolutely not, absolutely not, please rest assured."

Promise.

Zhu Bo asked again: "What if you really committed a crime?"

Pu Ziwen almost slapped the table and stood up.

"I am absolutely single-minded. I don't like wild flowers and weeds at all."

"No, I don't even look at it."

"Please let the organization rest assured."

Ding Weisong sighed, shaking his head unavoidably and said, "Brother Wen, you are only so old, and your wife is strict with you. It's sad."

Song Tianfu was startled suddenly: "Wife is strict???"

What's the situation?Song Tianfu was confused.

At this moment, the squad leader organized everyone to go to the gymnasium to familiarize themselves with the location. Ding Weisong saw that something was wrong and directly dragged Song Tianfu and the bag together.

"Let's go, don't delay other people's family affairs."

During the process of Song Tianfu being dragged away, he kept staring at the two people by the window who talked to each other.

Song Tianfu who went out was a little sad.

"I feel like my good cabbage is gone."

Ding Weisong persuaded him earnestly: "It's good to watch too much, Brother Wen has never been a good person."

"Let's go, poor boy."

Zhu Bo was surprised to hear Pu Ziwen defending himself in the classroom for a long time.

He wasn't really entangled in that question, he just found Pu Ziwen's anxious look quite amusing.

Until the night was about to fall, the school celebration party of Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School officially began.

There was thunderous applause in front of the stage, and everyone was very enthusiastic.

Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo had already changed into their costumes backstage, one black and one white.

Pu Ziwen wore a black formal suit, adding to his mature charm on his face full of anger.

Zhu Bo couldn't control himself, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances at the person beside him.

Their show has already started, and Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo are waiting.

Zhu Bo was a little nervous. He hadn't stood on the stage for a long time, so he felt a little unnatural.

Zhu Bo drank a few more sips of water, but he didn't realize that the bottle was actually empty. At this moment, Pu Ziwen took the bottle.

Pu Ziwen unscrewed a bottle full of water and stuffed it into Zhu Bo's hand.

Zhu Bo raised his head and was about to drink, but found that the people around him had already held his right hand at some point.

The palms were slightly hot, and Pu Ziwen spoke softly.

"Don't be afraid, I believe you can."

"I'm here."

Zhu Bo didn't break free, raised his head slightly and took a big sip of water very reassuringly.

The author has something to say: Diary of a Strict Wife Control 1:

Today is the school celebration, the weather is very good, I explained to my wife for a long time, I hope he will not misunderstand that I like other people besides him.

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Thank you little angel for reading and supporting, bow!

It's the weekend again, I can sleep in again~

Happy duck.