Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

Less entertainment in high school, boring studies, and a little bit of fart, enough for the high school seniors who are extremely deprived of their spiritual world to be happy for a long time.

The GIFs of the morning exercises were circulated in the group, and they enjoyed the whole day until school was almost over in the afternoon, when everyone was brought back to reality by the joy of the weekend.

Hengbei stipulates that there are evening self-study sessions from Monday to Thursday, plus Sunday.

There is no evening self-study on Friday, mainly to facilitate day students to go home early.

A few minutes before the end of get out of class, there was already the sound of "hula la" footsteps moving upstairs. Obviously, some classes ended early, which caused their class to be a little restless.

Seeing that everyone couldn't sit still, the math teacher sighed and said "get out of class is over", with the lesson plan under his arm, shook his head and left the classroom.

It just so happened that the bell rang, and Li Ruiyuan returned home like an arrow, grabbing his schoolbag and rushing out.

"Hahaha, I am number one!"

The moment he stepped out of the classroom door, Li Ruiyuan bumped into a round, extremely elastic unknown object, and was bounced back into the classroom.

Xiang Yunshan held the thermos cup, as stable as Mount Tai: "Who do you want to be? Huh?"

Li Ruiyuan smiled awkwardly: "You, you are my father..."

Xiang Yunshan waved his hand in disdain: "Go, get back to your seat!"

Li Ruiyuan immediately ran back with his tail between his legs.

Seeing this, Wen Yanwan had no choice but to stuff the schoolbag back out of the drawer.

"I have something to announce." Facing everyone's anxious eyes, Xiang Yunshan walked leisurely to the podium with a thermos cup and a stack of papers in his arm.

He put the paper on the table and said, "The school issued a notice just now, saying that the autumn sports meeting will be held next week, and the whole school will be closed for two days on Thursday and Friday..."

Xiang Yunshan paused at the right time, and there were responses one after another in the classroom, and the little feet that were about to move also shrank back.

High school students are lazy, but as long as they don't have to go to class, they are still very active.

"I know you just don't want to go to class." Xiang Yunshan obviously saw through their small thoughts, glanced at the white-eyed wolf, and snorted softly, "As long as you don't have to see our old faces, I think you will go out to pick up trash every day. You are all so happy."

There was a burst of laughter from below.

Li Ruiyuan raised his hand: "Isn't it still summer, why is it the autumn sports meeting?"

"Hey, that's a good question." Xiang Yunshan picked up the thermos cup and took a sip, unhurriedly, "According to the announcement from the Meteorological Observatory, there will be a cold wave in autumn this year, and it is estimated that winter will enter early, so while it is summer, Hurry up and organize the sports meeting. There are just two days left, so you go back and think about it carefully. If you are willing, fill out this form and bring it to the school next week to the Sports Committee."

Xiang Yunshan handed the project wish form to the sports committee and asked him to take it down and send it out. He reminded: "Pay attention to the words on the form, don't just hold it and draw. Each person can participate in up to two individual events and one group event. Projects, two entertainment projects, each class has at least one person to participate in each project... Especially the project time, let me take a good look at it, don't fill in two that start at the same time, unless you have the ability to change your score/ come out.

"The Sports Committee will check before accepting it to see if there are any little deaf blinds who have neither ears nor eyes who have made the above mistakes, so they can go back and fill in again... Oh yes, there is one more thing, this The school invited sponsors for this sports meeting, and the top three classes in each grade get money, which are 3000, 2000, and 1000, respectively, and No.1 in each event also gets some money..."

The classroom immediately exploded:

"Damn it, Hengbei is promising!"

"You even have a sponsor? 666!"

"No. 13000 yuan, there are 40 people in our class, and the average is 75 yuan per person!"

"It's only 75 yuan, how boring."

"As if we must be No.1..."

There was a commotion in the classroom.

Wen Yanwan rested her head on her hands, lowered her eyes, watching the slender pen holder spinning between her fingers, a little distracted.

He knows what kind of virtue he is, and how could he not be around when he has money.

What did he participate in in his previous life?

high jump?Or long jump?

Can't remember exactly.

Anyway, in the end it seems that I won several firsts, and the sum of the bits and pieces is several hundred yuan.

Someone suddenly said: "Why don't we just use the money for class building?"

As soon as this remark came out, the people below immediately agreed, as if the 3000 yuan had already been obtained.

But in fact, Wen Yanwan didn't have the memory of everyone going out for dinner. This only shows that their class didn't even get the top three.

The others didn't have Wen Yanwan's prediction of the future, they were all excited when they heard that they could go out and play, and they were already thinking about the famous party hall or KTV nearby.

Some people worry: "Will 3000 yuan be enough..."

"3000 yuan is not enough, are you going to have a full banquet or what?" Xiang Yunshan interrupted suddenly, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

He laughed himself, waved his hand and said, "If it's really not enough, I'll make up for the rest!"

Now the classroom is completely blown up:

"Fuck, is it true?"

"Old and awesome!"

"Lao Xiang even took out his old books this time, so we must get the 3000!"

"Chong Chong, for the sake of Lao Xiang's words, we have to rush to the death!"

Xiang Yunshan: "If you have half the energy when you study, you will wake up laughing from your dreams!"

Everyone: "Hahahahaha..."

"Okay, okay," he waved his hand to Yunshan to calm everyone down, "For this sports meeting, you should participate as much as you can. You are already in the third year of high school. After another two months, there will be no activities at all. Start to seize all the time to review carefully..."

Xiang Yunshan habitually muttered a few words, said "school is over", then picked up the thermos, and hurried away, with a rare brisk pace, and seemed to be rushing home from get off work.

It was the rush hour after school, and the corridors were crowded.

Li Ruiyuan ran away early and disappeared, Jian Fanxing squeezed in from the next door and went straight to Da Jinwen's seat.

He made an appointment with Da Jinwen to stay at school to study for two days on weekends, so that if he didn't understand something, he could come to the class and ask Da Jinwen.

Hengbei has always pursued independent learning. There are many students who live on campus and do not plan to go back even if they are on vacation.

Usually the class committee of each class has a spare key of the classroom, and they will leave the key to the students who need it on Friday, so that those students can study in the classroom even if they are on vacation.

It is a major feature of Hengbei.

Before leaving, Da Jinwen passed by Wen Yanwan's seat, and suddenly turned to face him.

"Student Wen Yanwan," Da Jinwen pushed his glasses with a serious expression, "You and Lu Chaosheng are absent from the exam at the same time, even if I get No. , I can really compete with you.”

Wen Yanwan: "..."

There was a moment of silence in the air, except for the "stabbing" sound of the zipper friction when Lu Chaosheng closed the schoolbag.

Seeing that Da Jinwen was still waiting for a reply, Wen Yanwan raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "Of course, I will try my best when I take the next exam."

Go all out to fill the test paper.

Taking out the schoolbag from the drawer, Lu Chaosheng looked sideways.

He was keenly aware that Wen Yanwan's expression seemed a little unnatural.

Looking down, what was placed on the table was a pair of well-articulated hands.

The hand shape is very beautiful, the nails are also neatly trimmed, and the complexion is cold white, with a delicate texture like porcelain bone, like a work of art.

And what was under the pressure was a whole sheet of scratch paper that had been silently written on physics formulas.

Holding the schoolbag in his arms, Lu Chaosheng lowered his eyes, and tapped his slender fingertips on his arm.

It's really interesting, a first grader, he didn't do too much practice during the review, but copied the basic formulas for three days in a row, and some of them were so basic that they didn't need to list them on the scratch paper when doing the questions.

It's as if, forgetting all the knowledge in the whole high school... no, the whole student days.

Satisfied with Wen Yanwan's affirmative reply, Da Jinwen said goodbye to Wen Yanwan and took Jian Fanxing out through the back door of the classroom.

There was no rubbish in the classroom, so the student on duty hurriedly swept the floor. Seeing that there were still people in the classroom, he yelled at Wen Yanwan, "Wen Yanwan, remember to lock the door when you two leave!"

Wen Yanwan raised her hand: "Understood."

The man nodded, grabbed his schoolbag and walked away hurriedly, the sound of hurried footsteps fading away.

Only Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng were left in the classroom.

Wen Yanwan put away the things on the table, leaned against the table with her schoolbag on her shoulders, and stood casually and lazily.

He looked down at Lu Chaosheng: "Let's go?"

At the time of sunset, the sky was soaked by the setting sun and gradually became blood red.

Countless golden threads shot down from the distant sky and hit Wen Yanwan directly, encrusting his figure with a layer of honey-colored luster.

As if feeling the heat, Wen Yanwan casually rolled up the cuffs of her school uniform, revealing a thin wrist.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, Lu Chaosheng followed his desire and stretched out his hand to hold it.

Wen Yanwan was slightly taken aback when the cool touch touched his skin, and then he heard Lu Chaosheng's familiar cold voice.

"give me."

"what?"

Wen Yanwan didn't understand.

Lu Chaosheng didn't answer, but just pinched the phone with his fingertips, held it in front of Wen Yanwan's eyes, and turned it around gently.

"I have transferred the money to you."

With a "snap", the phone fell back to the table.

"I'm not at school on Saturday and Sunday. I can't leave you for two full days, so... I need your pheromone."

At this moment, Wen Yanwan's body was caught off guard and dragged forward with force on his wrists at the same time.

The distance shortened rapidly, the pupils dilated slightly, and the young man's cool breath rushed towards his face.

At the moment before colliding with the person in front of him, Wen Yanwan put his hands on the two tabletops in front of him, encircling Lu Chao in an embracing posture.

The heart accelerated slightly, the tip of the soft hair brushed the tip of the nose, and the shallow breath sprayed on the chin, arousing a burst of itching with warmth.

The familiar smell of pheromone spread in the nostrils, Wen Yanwan lowered his eyes, and under his vision, the teenager's slightly long forehead hair scattered half of his eyebrows and eyes.

He couldn't see his expression clearly, nor could he see those beautiful eyes that were so cold in his memory, but so bewitching.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yanwan suddenly raised his hand and brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, trying to fully reveal that proud face.

exposed in their field of vision.

The tip of the hair swept across the eyelashes between the eyebrows, causing a dense itching, and it seemed to be itching in the heart.

Lu Chaosheng raised his hand and held the troublesome hand. The tentacles were scorching hot, as if holding the afterglow of the summer sunset.

"I need your pheromone." Lu Chaosheng repeated again, he pulled the hand and touched his jaw.

During the words, the slightly cool lips seemed to touch Wen Yanwan's fingertips inadvertently, and they were soft when touched.

like a kiss.

"I need something with a little more weight, which can directly enter the body." As if deliberately misleading, or seducing/seducing, he said the most explicit words in the coldest voice, "You should know what I mean. "

Lu Chaosheng raised his eyes, his trembling eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly.

"So, give it to me," he said, "now, now, give it to me."

Breathing stopped for a moment, Wen Yanwan looked deeply into his eyes, and after a while, her fingertips pinched his jaw, leaning over and kissing him.

Different from the domineering and forceful ones in the past, this time the kiss was long and deep, like a lingering spider silk smeared with honey, carrying a hidden danger signal, knowing that he could not take another step forward, but unconsciously attracted, willing Falling into it, slowly tightening, no matter how difficult it is to break free.

While tossing and turning, something changed quietly in my heart, my heart constricted slightly, as if being pricked by a fine needle, it was sore and numb, with a faint pain.

Wen Yanwan couldn't figure it out, or in other words, he didn't have the time to think about this kind of problem right now.

The slightly cold hand holding the wrist gradually lost its strength and fell slowly. Then it was caught by another wider and warmer hand and pressed against the table. The five fingers were forcibly separated, inserted into the gap between the fingers, and the fingers were tightly clasped.

The sun was setting outside the window, and the clouds were burning red like magma rolling.

The blazing fireball was like a blood orange, falling into the hot lava, rising and falling with the waves, haunting and haunting.

The summer wind blows through the curtains, blowing a light and flying in the wind, like a young girl in love, covering the scattered spring light shyly and lightly.

In an empty classroom, the sun was setting in the west, and the eyes of the two half-year-old boys were lightly closed, and they kissed passionately.

Just like real couples.

The afterglow of the setting sun pierced through the heavy clouds and fell straight down at a height of ten thousand feet.

Like the golden arrows of the western gods, they are soft and slender, piercing through two fiery beating hearts, and silently freeze the two overlapping figures in the summer sunset, turning them into the purest silhouettes of brilliant youth.