The landlord fools me every day

After confirming that he was far away from Yang Zekui, Zhang Zhushi stopped.

Although he was not as familiar as Hu Heshang and the others, he was still an extrovert, so he joined a bunch of new people and chatted happily with them in a short while.

For a long time, Zhang Zhushi, who had brought up another topic, had a great time chatting with a few new boys, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

After getting a little more familiar, Zhang Zhushi suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked the names of the few people and said, "By the way, which class are you in? My name is Zhang Zhushi, and I'm in Class 1."

The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses immediately put away the smile on his face, and then held Zhang Zhushi's hand in a very respectful manner, with unconcealable admiration in his eyes: "Male god! My male god! You It's my male god!"

Even saying "male god" three times, coupled with his appearance of crying, made Zhang Zhushi feel a little embarrassed.

He smiled dryly, scratched the back of his head and thanked: "Ha, haha, thank you."

Immediately, the boy's nose turned red, and he really cried out: "God, I, I, I am so excited to see you in real life! Ah yes! My name is Cao Shuo, I used to be in Class 7, and I am currently in Class 6."

"Cao... Shuo?" Hearing this name, Zhang Zhushi's thoughts were slowed down for half a second, and he vaguely felt that he had seen this name before.

Seeing this, Cao Shuo instantly turned into a recaller: "Yes! That's right! It's me! It's the one who always bubbles up in the freshman group!"

"Uh——" Zhang Zhushi smiled sarcastically, and leaned back a little to hide Cao Shuo's body that kept leaning forward due to excitement, "Holding, sorry, I don't really care about the freshman group."

Seeing that the light in Cao Shuo's eyes was gradually dimming, he quickly added: "But maybe I have seen it before, ahaha, I think we are still destined."

"Yes, yes!" Immediately, Cao Shuo returned to his excited look, "God! We are really destined! We are destined to meet each other!"

"Aha, ahaha," Zhang Zhushi instinctively couldn't bear this flood of kindness.

Then, he turned his head and started to change the subject: "Student, what about you? What's your name?"

"I……"

Before the man could speak, Cao Shuo enthusiastically introduced to Zhang Zhushi, "He, his name is Liu Minzheng, and he is in Class 1. He is in the same class as you."

"Liu Min, Zheng?" Zhang Zhushi blinked, and the memory in his mind became clearer, as if he had indeed seen his speech in the freshman group.

And it seems that at the same time, the speeches of the two were posted together.

Hmm... the time, probably around the beginning of school.

He remembered that after the two of them talked about their grades and rankings in the group, the originally lively group suddenly became cold.

Pfft, this awkward little tacit understanding is quite interesting when you think about it.

"This, Class 6, Yang Er, and this, Class [-], Gao Yan." Cao Shuo introduced Zhang Zhushi one by one.

"Hello, hello." Zhang Zhushi hurriedly picked up the conversation.

Those people were familiar with each other, they put his shoulders left and right and joked, "Didn't they all chat well just now, why did they seem unfamiliar after exchanging names?"

Zhang Zhushi smiled apologetically, and dryly licked his lips: "Aha, ahaha." After all, he was a little overwhelmed when he met this kind of person who was more enthusiastic than Hu and Shang and the others, and he didn't know what to do at all. how to react.

"Didn't you say you'll be back soon?" Suddenly, a voice broke the conversation and laughter of the few people at that time.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Zhushi subconsciously froze.

I followed the source of the sound with some prayers—as expected, it was really Yang Zekui.

damn……

Looking at his hand again, he was still pinching the coat that he had thrown to him before.

"Ha, ha ha," Zhang Zhushi twitched the corners of his mouth dryly, "Yang, Yang Kui, you, you're here." Damn, why did he talk so erratically, making others feel that he was a little flustered and nervous say? !

"No, no, no!" The more he tried to speak smoothly, the more difficult his mouth became.

Tsk!annoying!

As if aware of his point, Yang Zekui, who was standing condescendingly in front of him, raised his brows and stared at him half asleep: "Didn't you, say, come back soon."

Quietly, and very indifferently, Yang Zekui repeated the question he asked just now, until Zhang Zhushi's answer to the question was very oppressive.

Zhang Zhushi swallowed his saliva, and Cao Shuo and others gently tugged at the corner of his clothes before he reacted slowly: "Ah, ah, oh, I, I, I just now—"

Turning his eyes, he had an idea: "I was going to go there just now, but I ran into a few of them, so I couldn't help talking a few words, which made the passing time a little longer."

"They?" Yang Zekui looked sideways behind him, "Who are they?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi turned his head and looked at Cao Shuo and the others silently, and then tacitly agreed with Zhang Zhushi and made up a reason together: "Yes, yes, we are men, no, we are Zhu Shi's friends."

As Cao Shuo said, he elbowed Yang Er and Gao Yan beside him, motioning for them to say something too.

Ever since, there is the following screen.

Yang Er and Gao Yan looked at each other and smiled, then said in unison: "Haha, yes, we are all Zhu Shi's friends."

Seeing this, Zhang Zhushi, who was the person involved, quickly put on a smile: "That's right, Yang Kui, I really delayed going to your side because I had a short chat with them, not because of anything else."

After the words came out of his mouth, he vaguely recalled them. Why did those words he said have a strange feeling?

It's like a - strict wifey guy is explaining to his darling (yuck!) why he's late to see him today?

As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, Zhang Zhushi uprooted and threw it out.

What the hell is this!

His brain is overheated!

After trying hard to get rid of the "intentional" suspicion, seeing that Yang Zekui was still staring at him, Zhang Zhushi, who was about to dodge subconsciously, was suddenly pushed by Liu Minzheng, who was beside him without saying a word.

He closed the book in his hand and strode away: "Go away!"

When passing by Yang Zekui's side, he restrained his arrogance again, only glanced at him lightly, didn't say anything, then walked away from Yang Zekui.

The only thing that remained unchanged was his still straight waist.

Yang Zekui stared indifferently at the man's leaving back from the corner of his eye, and turned to taunt Zhang Zhushi who was in front of him with a blank face, "It seems that your friend likes you very much, doesn't it?"

Youyou was blowing a cool breeze on the side, and now Yang Zekui barely seemed to be in a better mood.

Zhang Zhushi rubbed his sore shoulder, and dryly responded to the next sentence, neither refuting nor agreeing, just "oh".

Yang Zekui frowned: "What's wrong with you 'oh'? Someone pushes you to 'oh'?" Immediately, dissatisfaction climbed up between his eyebrows.

Unlike Yang Zekui's irascibility, Cao Shuo, who was supporting Zhang Zhu, asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Zhang Zhushi shook his head.

Seeing this extremely natural picture gave Yang Zekui a headache.

When he stepped forward and pulled Zhang Zhu past him, he had the urge to just pull him away.

But before he took the second step, as if he suddenly remembered something, he changed his mind and shook off the confused Zhang Zhushi's hand.

Then, before he strode away alone, he threw the coat in his hand to its owner, Zhang Zhushi.

Afterwards, Yang Zekui who finished this set of flowing movements didn't say anything.

Cao Shuo, who was on the sidelines, pouted: "God, is your boyfriend jealous?"

"No, no?! What did you just say?!" Zhang Zhushi, who subconsciously wanted to deny it, suddenly realized a very serious problem, "He is not my boyfriend! I am straight! The invincible steel straight man of the universe! You guys Don't get me wrong!"

Hearing this, Yang Er, who was quietly looking at Yang Zekui's back, said, "Is that so, but I think he likes you a lot."

Gao Yan on the side also echoed: "Yes, I think he is really jealous too."

"Let me just say it." With these affirmations, Cao Shuo was a little proud of his sharp eyes.

After he was satisfied, he looked suspiciously at the person standing in front of him who did nothing and said nothing: "Male god, don't you want to coax him?"

Zhang Zhushi almost became angry from embarrassment: "What! I told you that he is not my boyfriend anymore! So even if he is really jealous, what does it have to do with me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned straight and left, leaving only the back of the three sitting side by side behind him angrily leaving.

Cao Shuo pursed his lips: "I think the male god is probably also interested in him."

Yang Er nodded: "That's right, sometimes only those who are bent can react so much."

Gao Yan pondered: "However, with the temper of the two of them, who will pierce the window paper first?"

The other two looked at each other silently, and then said, "I don't know."

Facing the fiery eyes of the two, Gao Yan became a little awkward: "Well... I don't know either."

Bai Wanlin and Hu Heshang, who hid in the crowd and watched the excitement for a long time, wore sunglasses, took a bite of an ice cream in each hand, and sighed in unison: "It's difficult~"

"?!" Cao Shuo turned his head. "Who are you?! Scared me to death!"

Yang Er and Gao Yan hugged each other tightly, looking at the pupils of the pair of sunglasses who did not know when they appeared beside them, the pupils trembled: "Yes, yes! You, who are you?! How long have you been listening here!" Why is it as silent as a ghost!

Hearing this, Bai Wanlin and Hu Heshang smiled lightly, then picked the sunglasses on the bridge of their noses with the tip of their index fingers, and gave them a wink with a playful smile: "We are always here."

Cao Shuo, Yang Er, and Gao Yan's mouths were big enough to stuff an egg in, but they were speechless, too surprised to speak.

Leaning behind the auditorium, looking at the few boys below who took the time to come out to play basketball, Yang Zekui suddenly felt nausea in his chest.

——It's like this again.

Leave him again.

It was like this again, leaving him on purpose and going to someone else.

Yang Zekui's expression at that time was as gloomy as his usual personality, and no one around him dared to go up to talk to him or take a second look at him.

But other than that, there are still many people who like to gossip and gossip about Yang Zekui with the people around them.

I don't know whose small mouth spread far and wide, and passed these things into Zhang Zhushi's ears.

Henceforth, Zhang Zhushi, who hurried to find him, saw Yang Zekui, who was a handsome three-step layup on the basketball court, jumping off the hoop, and glared at him with a cold face.

Immediately, Zhang Zhushi gritted his teeth and clenched his fist.

Oh shit.

Who told him just now that Yang Zekui had a heart attack and other illnesses from labor?

As a result, he ran over foolishly and directly!

The results of it? !This girl is obviously fine!And it’s still pretty good!

What the hell, just now, this annoying guy easily completed a three-step layup!