The landlord fools me every day

Arriving at school on Saturday afternoon, Zhang Zhushi, who was going to pack his dormitory, ran into Yang Zekui when he opened the door.

The two of them looked at each other silently, and turned their heads away tacitly.

Zhang Zhushi: I don't want to talk to this guy.

Yang Zekui: Me too.

After quietly stuffing the book under the pillow, Zhang Zhushi put his schoolbag on his back and prepared to leave.

When passing by Yang Zekui, he was suddenly grabbed by his arm.

"What?" He asked without turning his head.

Yang Zekui also kept his eyes on the stack of books in front of him: "Help me move things."

"Huh?!" Zhang Zhushi was upset, but this kid Yang Zekui really put his nose on the face, didn't he?

Just as he was turning around to prepare a few words of theory, his vision suddenly went dark.

Angrily raised his hand to adjust the peaked cap that Yang Zekui suddenly put on himself again, Zhang Zhushi was really annoyed: "What are you doing!"

Yang Zekui, who had already walked to the door, smiled softly: "I love moving or not."

Zhang Zhushi couldn't take his eyes off: "..."

In the end, Zhang Zhushi, who was still silently helping Yang Zekui as a coolie, came to the classroom and patted those dead books on Yang Zekui's desk with a "bang": "Nong."

After humming softly, he sat back in his seat.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Yang Zekui move those books to his desk.

He gritted his teeth: "What are you doing, don't push yourself too hard!" He also has something in his hand!

Yang Zekui didn't take it seriously, and replied with a chuckle, "These books are for you."

Faced with the probing eyes of several other people who had already arrived in the class, Zhang Zhushi's voice was slightly quieter.

Pursing his lips, he casually picked up the top one and flipped through it: "He slapped him against the wall..."

Depend on!What the hell is this written about!

He frowned and looked at the cover of the book depressedly - the two boys held hands and smiled at each other, the name was "You are on the tip of my heart".

"..." Holding the book, he stared blankly at Yang Zekui, "Student, are you swearing to break me?"

He was kind of funny.

No way, this little Yang Kuikui, because he has liked him for so long, so after learning that he is the owner of the photo, he started laying the groundwork so quickly to fight for opportunities for his future confession?

"Hehehehe," he laughed twice, and threw the book back, "I don't want to read it, I'm a straight man."

"Zhang, Zhu Shi." After a strange pause, Yang Zekui crossed his arms and said calmly.

Zhang Zhushi, who was too speechless, looked at him angrily: "If you fart, let it go."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, when a group of hook-ups came in from the back door and the front door, chatting and laughing, and at the same time, a large number of students from other classes passed by in the corridor, Yang Zekui hooked Zhang Zhushi's shoulders in a nonchalant manner, leaned forward in an unusually intimate manner, and listened to him. Whispered in his ear: "Stupid."

Instead, he quickly retracted his body like a normal person, lowered his head and took out a book to read.

Seeing this scene, Hu Heshang and Bai Wanlin, who were approaching, couldn't help but look at them curiously and a little bit entangled like everyone else.

Zhang Zhushi, who was only staring at Yang Zekui, didn't notice anything else for a while.

When he came back to his senses, Hu and Shang and the others grabbed the novel on his desk and questioned him, and he suddenly remembered Yang Zekui's black-bellied nature.

--as expected!

This guy, after the intentional intimacy of talking shoulder to ear just now, pushed those novels about boys and boys dating to his desk very quickly.

What's even more outrageous!At some point, this guy stuffed two books into his drawer and schoolbag!

So that when other boys found more such novels in his desk belly and bag, his explanation seemed very pale.

Zhang Zhushi, who happened to be hit by the head teacher and was taken to the office by him for disturbing public order, was extremely aggrieved and could not speak out.

"Ms. Wu, Yang Zekui really forced that on me." Knowing that it might be useless, he tried to explain again.

As soon as Old Wu slapped the table, his potbellied fat trembled three times: "It doesn't matter if you make mistakes, but you must be honest! Don't try to blame other students for your mistakes! Do you know that when you are young!"

Startled by what Old Wu called him, Zhang Zhushi curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't lie in the first place."

Seeing that he still looks like this, Old Wu raised his forehead and said, "It's alright, just pretend that you haven't lied. Then you go and call classmate Yang Zekui, and you can confront me face-to-face."

Just thinking about how that guy could tell the truth, Yang Zekui, who seemed to be guarding the door, called a report and came in before he left.

"Ms. Wu, Zhang Zhushi has saved up money for a long time to buy those books. Please don't confiscate his books." He was serious and sincere, and Zhang Zhushi's heart stopped beating when he saw it.

Taking a deep breath quietly, Zhang Zhushi suddenly clenched his fist when Lao Wu began to praise him for his honesty with admiring eyes.

Such a high rank, Zhang Zhushi even had a day when he couldn't handle other people's pranks.

Zhang Zhushi, who had been educated well and then severely reprimanded to learn from Yang Zekui, quietly walked out of the office and dragged Yang Zekui to the safety stairs.

After closing the door, he asked, "Do you like me?"

Yang Zekui's complexion changed slightly, and Zhang Zhushi wondered why he asked knowingly: "Are you straight?" He asked back.

Zhang Zhushi inhaled, and replied firmly: "I am."

Instead, Yang Zekui smiled lightly: "Then why are you asking me this, of course I am too. Don't tell me, just because of the few times I teased you before, you will really be bent by me."

"No." Zhang Zhushi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then when the class bell rang, he pushed Yang Zekui who was about to open the door and kissed him hard on the cheek.

After disgusting him, Zhang Zhushi happily ran back to the classroom, his face full of joy of regaining his fortune.

Seeing people leaving in the distance, Yang Zekui was very upset.

Damn, to be retaliated by him like this.

Straight men's disgusting little trick, ha ha.

After Yang Zekui framed Zhang Zhushi this time, the rest of the people looked at Zhang Zhushi with strange eyes.

The boys are okay, it's mainly verbal teasing, but some girls, every time he walks with a boy, they will snicker and say something while sneaking a glance at them.

And this situation was especially obvious when he was with Yang Zekui.

This made him deliberately go out to fetch water, go to the toilet, and take a stroll every time after class, trying to stay as far away from the guy next to him who really disliked him.

It's not that he hasn't talked to the class teacher about changing positions, but every time, Old Wu pats him on the shoulder with a deep face to encourage him: "When I was young, these positions are strictly arranged according to your grades, so If you want to change seats, as long as you don't take the bottom one in the whole grade next time, you don't have to sit with Yang Zekui anymore."

Every time he was rejected in such a disguised form, Zhang Zhushi would confirm it again: "That is, I will be ranked according to my name when I take the test?" That is to say, his class may also change. of?

He seemed to understand what he meant, and every time Old Wu wouldn't reveal that considering his current achievements, he might not be able to say what he wanted.

"Yeah, yes, so you have to work hard." Every time, Old Wu encouraged him by patting him on the shoulder.

With this motivation, it was obvious to the naked eye that Zhang Zhushi was much more serious in class.

Of course, that was just a change in his teacher's eyes.In fact, he was quite serious in class before, but the seriousness he showed was a little careless compared to others.

The bell rang again for the end of get out of class, and Zhang Zhu, who immediately followed the teacher's announcement and got up to stay away from his position, was suddenly grabbed by Yang Zekui's arm.

"Sit down." Yang Zekui looked at him quietly, with an indifferent tone that could not be explained.

Zhang Zhushi, who had been planning to break the jar for a long time, shook off his hand, and looked at him darkly without mercy: "Don't bother me."

After that, he coldly glanced at the person who was looking at him from the side, and rolled his eyes in a less obvious way.

"Sit down." Yang Zekui said as before.

Zhang Zhushi rubbed his cheeks, and his heart burned with anger: "I told you not to bother me, you don't understand or are you deaf!"

Turning around slowly, Zhang Zhushi added sarcastically, "Stop pretending to be here with me, if you dare to post that stuff, then I will reveal all your secrets."

Yang Zekui kept his head slightly lowered and did not make a sound.

Zhang Zhushi's words are very informative to others.

For a time, the news of the disagreement between the two of them spread more and more widely.

What's more, through the mouths of multiple people, the discourse about the friction between them becomes larger and longer.

On the day of the monthly exam, Zhang Zhushi, who happened to be in the same exam room as Yang Zekui, just went in, and he heard people around talking and whispering.

A: "It's them. After the breakup, they used each other's photos to threaten each other not to reveal the secret between the two of them."

B: "I've really learned a lot. I'm only in high school, and I've started to look like this."

C: "Ouch, it's disgusting. Not only did the two men do such an unappetizing thing, but they were also so scheming."

Some people's words seemed to be intended for them. Zhang Zhushi turned his head away intently, not interested in listening.

D: "I said, what Yang, the family is rich, right? The 'Bow Chief' probably did things with him for money?"

C: "Of course, I feel sick even more at the thought of this possibility."

E: "Tsk tsk, the two of them are the bottom one who sells butt poor, and the second bottom one who supports the rich second generation with a handsome face. Are they really a good match?"

While waiting for the exam bell to ring, Zhang Zhu, who was silently listening to the voice beside him who had quieted down on his own, was suddenly interrupted by a clear voice, which abruptly put an end to this thought in his mind.

He heard Yang Zekui's voice coming from behind him: "If you are really so free, go and sweep the fallen leaves outside."

Unable to hold back, Zhang Zhushi hooked the corners of his lips.

I don't know why, but I just find it funny, and for the first time, I feel that Yang Zekui is not as annoying as he has come into contact with before.

puff.

He thought of the two times when Yang Zekui put on a hat for him.

What a queer man, with a queer temper.How could there be such a creature in the world?