I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"It doesn't matter if you don't like me today, but can you do it tomorrow?"

Zhong Xun propped his chin, turned his head and stared at Chu Tingdong's side face.

But Chu Tingdong didn't react at all. He lowered his eyes and looked at the paper in front of him. His nose was straight, and half of his face was covered in the shadow, looking cold.

The familiar feeling of aggrieved came back again.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun originally wanted to talk to Chu Tingdong after class, after all, he had already made up his mind, at least he wanted to pretend to be studying in front of Chu Tingdong, and maybe he could ask Chu Tingdong some questions.

But he couldn't help it suddenly, he wondered if Chu Tingdong really didn't hear, so he called him in a low voice, "Same table."

"Huh?" Chu Tingdong turned his head and responded coldly.

Oh shit.

Why don't you pretend for a while?

Zhong Xun found that the difficulty of chasing people was much greater than expected, and he would have to be angry with Zhong Zhonglin for a long time?Maybe Zhong Zhonglin wasn't angry yet, he was pissed off by Chu Tingdong first.

And when Chu Tingdong went to the office with Zhou Heng with the papers again during the class break, he didn't have a chance to talk to him for two consecutive classes.

The third quarter in the morning is physical education.

No. [-] Middle School conducts a physical test in the second week of each semester. Xu Chunhong ordered the entire grade to go, and no one can sneak away.

Zhong Xun finished the long jump test first, and then went to the 1000-meter side to register. When he turned around, Chu Tingdong was standing behind him two or three people away.

He remembered that Chu Tingdong retired because of an ankle injury, and thought he would not come for the physical test.

It happened that the second group was after him, and he wanted to be with Chu Tingdong, so he dawdled and refused to move, and asked, "Teacher, I haven't registered yet, can I switch to the second group?"

The physical education teacher is an old man who is about to retire. His hairline has receded to the back of his head, revealing the bright Mediterranean Sea.

"Okay," he raised his eyebrows, "shall I just change to the finish line for you? It won't save you from running, how tired, how good it is to rest."

Zhong Xun: "..."

Chased away by yin and yang, he had no choice but to go on the field first, and when he came back from running, Chu Tingdong happened to blow the whistle.

During the first group of tests, the playground was deserted, but now there were more girls passing by, and several of them were from other classes, pushing and shoving and shouting for cheer occasionally.

Obviously to see the transfer students.

"Damn it," Song Yijin was envious and jealous, "When can I get this kind of treatment."

Zhong Xun ignored him and didn't hear what he was saying at all. When Chu Tingdong finished his lap and came to him again, he yelled along with a few girls.

In fact, his voice is not loud, but the lazy and clear boyish voice is mixed in, which is very ear-catching, Chu Tingdong couldn't help turning his head and glanced, Zhong Xun suddenly arched the lying silkworm, and smiled at him as if he had succeeded.

Chu Tingdong was the first to arrive at the finish line, and he didn't even have trouble breathing.

But maybe it's because the weather is too hot, and he has a body that sweats easily. His temples are already slightly wet. When he walked over, beads of sweat slipped from his protruding Adam's apple, along his cold white sharp straight collarbone, and sank into his collar.

The girl next to me handing water blushed abruptly, "Same... classmate."

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty." Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes, politely and detachedly refused.

Zhong Xun stared at it for a while, seeing that Chu Tingdong rejected the girl, he couldn't help acting like a demon.

When he ran over, his curly hair was still curled up, so he stopped Chu Tingdong from letting him go, "I'll buy water for you, I'll be back soon, don't leave, just stay here."

It's only 1000 meters. In the original training, it didn't even count as warm-up, and Chu Tingdong didn't want to drink water.

But Zhong Xun ran out like a lost puppy, Chu Tingdong didn't have time to stop him, and he did come back in less than 2 minutes, forcing Chu Tingdong a bottle of chilled mineral water.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong had no choice but to catch it, and under the shade of a tree, he transferred the money for water to Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun was taken aback.

"Thank you, but don't do that next time." Chu Tingdong didn't care how others knew about his sexual orientation, nor why Zhong Xun was torturing him, but he felt the need to make it clear.

His pupils were dark, gloomy and cold, and he said more bluntly, "You are not my type."

"I have no idea of ​​falling in love, sorry."

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When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhong Xun didn't recover.

He couldn't help swearing, his ears turned red with shame and anger, and the blood all over his body seemed to flow backwards to the top of his head. He wanted to curse, but he couldn't blame Chu Tingdong for being sentimental.

Because he was provoking on purpose.

"Brother Xun, let's go play." Song Yijin walked over with a few boys shoulder to shoulder, and looked at Zhong Xun wonderingly.

His face was burning red.

"Screw." Zhong Xun gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, then pulled the hood of his coat and put it on his head, and walked towards the back playground without looking back, which was their usual route to skip class.

It was so embarrassing that Zhong Xun didn't go to school until the evening.

During the evening self-study, Chu Tingdong received a message from the previous high school campus group. Someone posted materials, all subjects in the third year of high school, which can be mailed, and there are also electronic versions of the question bank and courseware, which are very comprehensive, but also very messy.

【: The money has been transferred. 】

【:This address. 】

He filled in the dormitory of No. [-] Middle School, and the opposite side was obviously stunned, typing slowly. He had never heard of such a small city, let alone Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Chu Tingdong brought a computer, but the old school building was not connected to a network cable, and the lights would be turned off at eleven o'clock in the evening.He could only ask for sick leave, and then found an Internet cafe in the back street of the school to sort out the materials.

The mobile phone was placed by the table, and the screen would light up from time to time, all of which were messages from different numbers.

A large block of black characters gushed out of the white message box, which hurt people's eyes, and was even a little shocking.

He couldn't finish pulling Hei, so he simply left it alone.

After more than half an hour, it finally stopped, but there was another sudden earthquake, and Chu Tingdong frowned.

[Xue He: Grass, why are you online, come here in duo? 】

Unable to go back to the dormitory tonight, he could only stay overnight in an Internet cafe or find a hotel, so Chu Tingdong went to start the game with Xue He.

Zhong Xun stayed in the billiard hall all afternoon, and the hand holding the club started to feel sore, and he recovered a little.

what man.

Talking would be too hurtful.

He even felt that he had a psychological shadow on Chu Tingdong, especially when Song Yijin and the others pushed and shoved him to the Internet cafe, and then he looked up and saw the familiar tall and straight figure.

Just, my whole body froze.

"Fuck, why is this top student here?" Song Yijin also noticed it, and stared in surprise.

He doesn't care about the transfer students, anyway, he looks like Lao Xu's key training object, he doesn't get along with them, and he can't hang out with them, he never expected that this person would appear in his home Internet cafe late at night.

What shocked him even more was that Chu Tingdong seemed to be playing pretty well.

Especially for sniping, Song Yijin often squatted in the live broadcast rooms of the major teams, and that action looked familiar.

"Brother," Song Yijin couldn't help but say after watching the whole game, "I still have two people here, do you want to be in three rows together? Don't worry, we are both at the fifth level."

The highest level is seventh level, not a professional player, it is considered pretty good to be able to play level five.

Chu Tingdong didn't refuse, "I still have a friend in my team."

"Anything is fine, let's go together," Song Yijin pulled Wang Pang over and said, "The same goes for the fourth row."

Zhong Xun hardly played this kind of game, and Song Yijin didn't count him.

In fact, Zhong Xun had fought them once before.

In this game, you can shoot your teammates, and Zhong Xun is completely unfamiliar with the key positions. He eliminated two teammates as soon as he entered the arena, just like sneaking into our undercover.

Song Yijin is his good brother, so he doesn't want to take him with him anymore, and Zhong Xun doesn't seem to want to play with them anyway.

"En." Chu Tingdong held the mouse again.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun stared at his straight and indifferent profile, holding his breath, suddenly pulled away the chair next to him, and said with a bad face, "Who said I don't want to play? I'm going to register an account now."

"Ah?" He wanted to play, but Song Yijin and Wang Pang didn't dare to stop them. They scratched their heads and said, "Then let's add each other as friends first."

Zhong Xun registered a new account and entered the game wearing the primary fashion given by the system.

Just like in his real life, white T-shirt and shorts.

New accounts cannot be ranked, they can only play matchmaking matches.

But at the beginning of the game, the night map was randomized.

He confusedly picked up a small pistol closest to him. The night mode was too dark, and he clicked the mouse several times before loading the ammunition. He circled around like a lost puppy, and it took another minute to find the map. , and then found that all his teammates were on the other side of the lake except him.

why? !

He can't drive, can't recognize the road, fell into the most difficult night map, and was forced to become a lone wolf, so he can only grope for the keys and backpack by himself, pick up the unwanted supplies left by others, and go to the opposite side with his intuition The unfinished building fired a shot.

He didn't hit anyone, and he was exposed, and was blasted to half blood.

"Squat down." Chu Tingdong's voice was cold.He was the closest to Zhong Xun, so he had to go to rescue him.

Because there was Xue He, they turned on the voice and connected the mic, which was blurred by the current, and there was even a sense of tremor in that voice. Zhong Xun's ears were slightly numb, but he didn't listen to him, and he was still standing by the window. Continue to shoot at another building.

He was really bumped into a dead mouse by his blind cat, wiping off a trace of blood on the opposite side.

Chu Tingdong frowned, it was a decoy, but Zhong Xun didn't find it, and he couldn't listen to the sound to identify the position. Seeing that the sniper rifle not far away had aimed at his first-stage head, he hadn't hid well yet.

He put on a posture of wanting to die together, but he didn't know that there were two people ambushing on the opposite side, and they had already been eyeing him.

Seeing that the person who took the head had less than one-third of his blood left, Zhong Xun felt that one more shot would be enough, his eyes lit up slightly, his fingertip rested on the left mouse button, and he held his breath——

As a result, in the next second, two real-time system announcements appeared in the lower right corner:

["Chu" killed "HUEANK" with M416]

["Chu" killed "Lulu is not a deer" with AWM]

"Uh……"

"You fucking," Zhong Xun suddenly stopped playing, and turned to stare at Chu Tingdong, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Come here if you want to go," Chu Tingdong said coldly without explaining, "If you don't go, it's fine." He drove a motorcycle over, propped up on his long legs, and parked on the road next to the unfinished building.

Zhong Xun was hesitating, Chu Tingdong turned the handlebar to leave, he hurriedly ran over and stepped on the back seat.

He was a little unconvinced, but he really didn't know how to play, and he couldn't ride a motorcycle, so he could only sit in Chu Tingdong's back seat, his whole body was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore.

His hands hurt from copying homework in the morning, his throat hurts when talking to Chu Tingdong, his legs hurt when he ran to buy water, and now his stomach hurts from playing games, and he stares at the screen stupidly. What are you drawing for a day?

Whoever wants to chase after him, he doesn't care anymore.

He hugged a glass of drink, sat with his legs on the edge of the chair, and stopped talking, his curly hair hanging down to cover a little bit of his eyes.

The air conditioner was still on in the Internet cafe, and he was wearing shorts, his legs were raw white, and his knees were red from the cold.

Xue He and Song Yijin killed a player on the opposite side, and Wang Pang was unfortunately bombed. Now there are four people left on their side and two on the opposite side.

Zhong Xun stayed in the back seat of Chu Tingdong's motorcycle, wrapped up the bandages and recovered to full blood.

He finally calmed down and watched Chu Tingdong operate quietly. After a while, he understood a little bit, and only then did he realize that Chu Tingdong was really just trying to save him.

Otherwise, he would have been sniped to death by those two people.

He bit his lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed, this time he was completely honest, Chu Tingdong asked him to pick up equipment, he picked up equipment, asked him to send a signal, he sent a signal.

What kind of boss, he is like a follower.

Chu Tingdong heard the footsteps behind the reef, Zhong Xun had given all his medicine, and only one-tenth of his blood was left. If he was wiped off, he would die. Zhong Xun would definitely not be able to run away after he died.

Chu Tingdong braked in time, turned the car around, and blocked a shot for him with the bloody Zhong Xun.

He didn't want to talk to Zhong Xun, but he didn't want to make Zhong Xun angry either.

If Zhong Xun scolded people like before and shot indiscriminately, he might turn around and kill Zhong Xun, and he didn't mind killing a teammate.

But Zhong Xun did not.

He was pulled to block the damage, his health dropped suddenly, and the game character was shaken a bit, but he still pressed the mouse, hugged Chu Tingdong tightly, and worked hard to block the gun.

Chu Tingdong could see that Zhong Xun didn't understand what happened at all, he just obeyed subconsciously.

Outside the game, those peach blossom eyes drooped half-down, his eyelashes trembled with the gunfire, and he pursed his lower lip. He wanted to speak but didn't. , but it looks too good.

["Chu" killed "alva" with AWM]

"Zhong Xun." Chu Tingdong looked away and spoke suddenly.

This was the first time Chu Tingdong called his name, Zhong Xun suddenly froze.

"N150 direction, 300 meters behind the tree," Chu Tingdong turned his motorcycle onto a bridge, stopped with a swish, and continued in a cold voice, "Shoot."

Maybe his voice was too calm, maybe Zhong Xun was used to listening to him just now.

Anyway, as soon as Chu Tingdong finished speaking, Zhong Xun raised his gun, and the motorcycle stopped precisely, facing that direction.

boom.

[You killed "98flu" with 33k]

【Good luck, have chicken tonight】

The background sound in the game sounded like a cluster of small sparks exploding in his ears, Zhong Xun didn't react, it was unbelievable, staring at the computer screen stupidly, the roots of his ears were suddenly scorched.

His first kill in a game.

Although he didn't even see anyone at all.

"Awesome." Song Yijin was stunned, temporarily betrayed his good brother, and said sincerely, "You are amazing, Xueba."

It's amazing to be able to bring Zhong Xun.

It is night in the game, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the scene is extremely realistic, and there may be evening wind blowing.

But how could the cyber evening wind cool down the temperature on his face.

Zhong Xun was depressed, first he took out the bouquet of flowers given by the system in his backpack and gave it to Chu Tingdong, then went to the store and bought all the restricted fireworks.

Red, pink, love, kittens and puppies.

Internet cafes are all big-screen computers, and the surroundings are very dark, only the computers are bright. Countless clusters of fireworks ignited and exploded in the middle of the lake, which turned out to be extraordinarily spectacular.

The deep and brilliant light and shadow of the fireworks reflected on Zhong Xun's face, making his eyes bright and gorgeous.

But when Zhong Xun approached, Chu Tingdong realized that it wasn’t all fireworks. Zhong Xun really blushed, his breathing was hot, and he didn’t know where the adrenaline went. He asked him in a low voice:

"At the same table, it doesn't matter if you don't like me today, but can you like me tomorrow?"

The author says:

Xiao Zhong: Bend yourself a little bit.