My nemesis and I got into fanfiction

Two people stood in front of the blackboard newspaper at the back of the classroom.

Xia Shu stands on the left, and Bo Dong stands on the right, holding each other's hands, but turning their heads to one side, neither looking at the other.

Old man Mi was giving lectures on it, and he glanced at them from time to time, thinking that they would be restless, but he didn't expect that these two people were more behaved than he imagined. They stood there for a long time, and they didn't even change their holding hands.

If I knew it earlier, I would use this trick directly, saving so much effort and making him very angry.

Xia Shu didn't dare to move, his arm muscles were tense, and he had never been so awake in class.He wanted to fall asleep standing up and wake up after class, but with his hands so tightly held by Bo Dong, not only did he not feel sleepy, he was even refreshed.

Today's weather is a bit hot, and after holding it for a while, my palms started to sweat.

Xia Shu moved slightly, thinking about pulling out his palm a little, holding only his fingers, but as soon as he moved, the opponent's hand quickly caught up, and the hand was held even tighter than before.

A look is intentional.

Xia Shu squinted his eyes, and flew over with a slash, but Bo Dong didn't turn his head to look at him at all, his eyes stared straight ahead, as if he wanted to stare at you.

Therefore, Xia Shu also began to use his strength, and the two competed secretly.You hold tight, I hold even tighter, so tightly held together.

Occasionally, boys in the back row would turn their heads to peek, and they would either be glared at by Xia Shu, or would be given a cold glance by Bo Dong, and then turn their heads away in a hurry.

This is Bo Dong's first time holding hands with a boy. He thought Xia Shu's hands would be a little harder. After all, he often plays ball and exercises, and his palms and knuckles will inevitably get calloused. After holding hands, he realized that Xia Shu's hands are quite soft.

He could feel that the other party was nervous, because after only a while, Xia Shu's hands began to sweat.The temperature was transmitted from the palm of his hand, he didn't feel hot at all, but felt just right.

Bo Dong looked at the boy around him from the corner of his eye, only to see that his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were elsewhere.When he was found to be looking at him, he turned his head sideways with an angry expression on his face.

Like a squirrel with a furry tail.

Not to mention, it's so cute.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Bo Dong's thoughts disappeared in an instant.

Xia Shu: "Why are you looking at your father?"

After class, old man Mi called them to the class teacher's office.

When passing by the doors of each class, people inside and outside the corridor couldn't help but take a few more glances. After all, these two are the big shots who wrote the self-criticism and posted the notice board.

Good buddies from other classes saw Xia Shu and said as if watching the excitement: "What's wrong, Brother Xia? You committed another crime? Do you want me to help you?"

Xia Shu gave him a look to understand for himself: "Go."

in the office.

Old man Mi asked them to stand in front of the desk, and made a cup of chrysanthemum tea with hot water to clear away the heat.He sat on the office chair, looked at the two of them, and was ready to use a soft move after the hard move.

He looked at Xia Shu first, and said, "Xia Shu, do you know how many days are left for the college entrance examination?"

Xia Shu answered very simply: "I don't know."

Old man Mi compared a number with his fingers: "There is only half a year left."

Xia Shu pouted: "It's still so long."

Old man Mi was choked by his words, and he was not angry, and continued to say earnestly: "It won't be long. There are 24 hours in a day, 6 days in 180 months, a total of 4320 hours. Think about it, how quickly an hour passes, you If you sleep in class, it will be gone in a few hours, if you sleep more, it will be gone in a day, how many days does a person have?"

"Time is like running water, it will not flow backwards. You are still young and have no concept of time. When you graduate, when you look back, you will find that time passes very fast, and it is too late for you to catch it. "

Seeing that he was silent, old man Mi went on to say: "You are not stupid children, nor are you stupid children. You have energy and time, so why don't you study hard? Xia Shu, don't you?"

"Ah?" Xia Shu was dozing off, when he heard his name being called, he yawned lazily: "Have you finished? I'll go back to the classroom and sleep after I finish."

Dare to not listen at all.

Old man Mi wished he could wake him up with a book, thought for a while, and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go back to the classroom."

Out of sight out of mind.

Seeing Bo Dong walking behind Xia Shu, old man Mi quickly stopped and waved at him: "Bo Dong, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

So Xia Shu left first, and Bo Dong stayed.

Bo Dong asked: "Teacher, is there anything else?"

His attitude was not as arrogant as Xia Shu, which made old man Mi feel a little relieved.

Old man Mi suddenly softened his tone, and said the same as before, with a little bit more: "Bo Dong, I know you transferred here in the second year of high school, and you may not be able to adapt to the new environment for a while. But, look, It's been more than half of the semester, do you have any ideas?"

As he spoke, he began to give examples: "For example, study hard, try to get admitted to a university, etc. Do you have any university you want to go to?"

Bo Dong answered frankly: "No."

"Not now, that's because you don't have a goal. It's okay, you can improve your studies first, and think about it later. Last time your mother asked me about the situation..."

Speaking of this, old man Mi realized that he shouldn't mention it, paused, and changed the subject bluntly: "You and Xia Shu's academic background is not bad, I have seen your file, and your junior high school grades are even considered in the class. If you are at the top of the list, why don’t you study hard when you go to high school?”

Bo Dong didn't speak.

Old man Mi said again: "I know what kind of puberty you are at your age. I am also very rebellious at this time. The more I let you do something, the less I like to do it. I don't listen to what is said, and I like to fight against everything."

Seeing that Bo Dong didn't respond, he didn't continue to say: "The teacher doesn't force you, you should think about it, and don't provoke Xia Shu in the future, do you hear me?"

Bo Dong nodded: "I see, I will study hard, thank you teacher."

It's like this every time. It seems that the answer is very serious. Only those who listen to it often know that the words are all perfunctory.

Old man Mi also waved his hand at him: "Okay, you can go back to the classroom too."

After they left, he took a sip of tea, put down the cup and let out a long sigh.

A male teacher in the same office looked over: "What's wrong, Lao Mi? Those two bastards made you angry again?"

"Who's to say no, they make trouble every day, and the brain hurts from the quarrel. Both of them are thick-skinned, and they only use four words in class every day, and they are flying like dogs. Today I asked them to hold hands and stand for a class, so it was not so noisy. Yes. Bo Dong is affected to some extent because of the complicated family situation, but Xia Shu's family is fine, look at his appearance."

Old man Mi said and pressed the center of his eyebrows: "Troublesome."

While changing the question, the male teacher said: "In my opinion, you should move their seats farther away. The closer they are, the more things will happen."

"After this monthly exam is over, I'll change it for them. No, I didn't want them to affect too many classmates before, so I just changed them to the front and back rows." Old man Mi sighed again: "I didn't expect... or I underestimated them."

At this time, another young female teacher said: "I think, Mr. Mi, you might as well arrange them to be at the same table."

"Same table?" Old man Mi shook his head after hearing this: "Let them be the same table, the classroom will not be blown up, no, no."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" The female teacher smiled slightly: "Mr. Mi, have you ever heard the four words, fighting poison with poison, and the two of them sitting together can just beat each other by a gram."

Fighting poison with fire... This sounds a bit interesting.

Old Man Mi stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Okay, I'll think about it then."

The conversation ended here, but the two protagonists at the center of the topic didn't know about it.

After leaving the office, Xia Shu went to the bathroom and came out after washing his hands. Just as he reached the stairs, two well-behaved girls suddenly appeared and stopped him.

He had never seen it before, and he didn't know him. As soon as he stood still, he heard the other party calling him.

"Senior Xia."

It turned out to be a junior school girl.

Xia Shu asked: "Is there something wrong?"

The two girls shyly pushed each other. The girl with long hair stood in front and said in a low voice, "Senior Xia, may I have your contact information?"

"Yes." Xia Shu readily agreed, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

The girl shook her head: "No, no, but I brought paper and pen."

As he spoke, he took out a small pink notebook and a ballpoint pen decorated with cartoons.

Xia Shu received it, wrote his name and account number on it, and handed it to her: "Is this okay?"

"Yes, yes." The girl said happily, "Thank you, Senior Xia!"

Xia Shu said 'hmm': "I have nothing else to do, I'm leaving first."

"And..." The girl glanced at her companion, another girl quickly took out a bunch of lollipops tied with a bow, and asked with a smile, "Senior Xia, what flavor do you like?"

"give me?"

"Ok!"

"Choose what you want?"

"Ok!"

Xia Shu looked at it and picked out a lollipop in a pink package: "Just this one, white peach flavor."

The girl was inexplicably excited, her eyes were bright, and she said again: "Thank you, Senior Xia."

"I should be the one who said thank you for giving me candy. What's your name? I'll treat you to ice cream next time."

They shook their heads hastily: "No, goodbye, senior Xia!"

After speaking, he ran away.

Xia Shu understood this as the little girl was shy, so without thinking too much, she happily returned to the classroom with a lollipop.

They didn't stop until they ran to the next floor, looked at the handwriting on the small notebook, took out their mobile phones, took pictures of their names and sent them to the group.

【picture. 】

[We are going to get the contact information of Senior Xia. 】

[Senior Bo didn't give it. 】

[However, they have the same taste, they both chose the white peach flavor! 】

[Sure enough, it's a perfect match! 】

Xia Shu didn't know that the two girls were knocking on his and Bo Dong's CP, returned to the classroom, walked around with a lollipop in a high-profile way, and walked back to his seat.

It's almost time for class, and the teacher hasn't come to the classroom yet, Qin Youyang turned to look at him.

Xia Shu: "What's the matter?"

Qin Youyang: "Is it okay for old man Mi to visit you?"

Xia Shu: "What can be the matter, but those words, turning them over and over is the same as chanting scriptures."

Qin Youyang said, "It's good that it's okay", and noticed the lollipop in his hand: "Don't you like candy, when did you buy it?"

"Of course I didn't buy it." Knowing that Bo Dong was looking at him, Xia Shu peeled off the candy wrapper, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "It's a gift from two primary school girls, envy."

After finishing speaking, put it in his mouth: "It's so sweet."

He glanced at Bo Dong while he was eating the candy, but saw that he also took out a lollipop that tasted the same as him from nowhere, and followed his example and peeled off the candy wrapper to eat.

"It's pretty sweet."

Xia Shu couldn't help asking: "Where did you come from?"

"Give it to me from my primary school girl." Seeing his face change suddenly, Bo Dong smiled and deliberately teased him: "I have another one here, do you want it?"

"Who cares about you." Xia Shu turned his head: "I don't want it."

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 65 bottles of Msa; 1 bottle of Zero;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!