I really didn't seduce him

Luyu Middle School Campus Forum

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[Is anyone at the school celebration? 】

1L: Let’s talk about Lu Zhong’s school celebration.

2L: At home, but the school opened a live broadcast on a certain software, and you can watch it on your mobile phone. There are only [-] people in the live broadcast room.

3L: Senior high school seniors told you that this year's program is still boring.The bel canto and affectionate duet of the principal and the teaching director is simply a blessing from God.

4L: At the scene, the girl troupe from Class [-] did a good job of flipping and dancing. Cheng Jingxuan is really pretty. Her legs and her waist are amazing. I'm a girl and I'm in love with them.

5L: Is there a program for Senior Two (1) class?Their all-hands chorus last year was so hellish, it almost gave me off on the spot.

6L: It is suggested that their class can directly let the No. [-] road god in the grade give a speech under the national flag.Every morning on campus, it is the turn of the road officer, and there are many people on the playground, and there are even people from other schools climbing over the wall to watch.

7L: Gao Shengsheng, at the scene, ask the little brother who just passed by in front of the stage, which class is the little brother in the smoky blue Hanfu, young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

8L: Why didn't I watch it?

9L: This? [Photo], my tablemate Fang Yanwei, come to my house to buy dog ​​food, let me introduce you.

10L: ? ?Damn, is this the Fang Yanwei I know?So it looks so good in Hanfu?This bracelet is so familiar, it looks a bit like the string of Buddhist beads that God of Road wears?

11L: Wow? !

In the background, Fang Yanwei leaned against the door, fiddled with the wooden bead string in his hand, the faint scent of sandalwood surrounded him, peaceful and peaceful.

The wooden beads are a bit old, and it can be seen that the nerd has carried them for many years.

It is a very happy thing to get something from Lu Zhi.

He kept his promise, never took a step away from Lu Zhi, and dragged Lu Zhi with him wherever he went.

"I don't want to wear makeup." Fang Yanwei said, "I'm a boy!"

"Brother Zhi, hold him down." Art committee member He Suisui chased after him with a makeup bucket, "Brother Fang, just lighten up your makeup and take pictures later to look good."

"Why did you draw an auxiliary line on my eyelids?" Fang Yanwei asked sincerely.

"...Then it's fucking eyeliner." Molly, who was in charge of makeup, was furious, "I'm really convinced, a dead straight man with two arms."

Lu Zhi turned his face slightly, his eyes moved.

Fang Yanwei's left hand, which was coiled with wooden beads, was still hanging on his wrist. It probably hurt from being poked by the eyeliner. His fingers were slightly loosened, along the back of his hand, slid to the fingertips, and he pinched his fingers instead. .

The translucent pipa nails wrapped with tape touched his fingertips, a little itchy.

"Okay." He Suisui put away the big makeup bucket, "Brother Fang, please tune the piano, and I will call you when we are almost in class."

"Okay." Fang Yanwei said, "It's too stuffy in the room, I'll go sit outside for a while."

"People from Miaojiang, what are you doing with Brother Zhi?" He Suisui asked from behind.

"I'm afraid he's short of wood." Fang Yanwei said, "He can't leave me even a step now."

Outside the window on the first floor of the student activity center, there is a terrace. Fang Yanwei sits on the windowsill and tunes the pipa.

Luyu is in the south, and the weather in April is already a bit hot.

"Nerd." He narrowed his eyes, cast his bad idea on Lu Zhi, and threw the folding fan that He Suisui used as decoration, "I'm so hot, fan me."

He no longer finds Lu Zhi boring.

This nerd, the more he handles it, the more interesting he is.

The folding fan hit Lu Zhi's shoulder and was caught.

Lu Zhi turned around and turned on the electric fan in the classroom.

The wind lifted Fang Yanwei's cuffs lightly.

Outside the terrace of the activity center, two students in school uniforms were talking.

Fang Yanwei looked familiar to both of them.

One is Xu Zhengyi, Lu Zhi's deskmate, and the other is...something like Li who he beat up at the school gate and in the black Internet cafe before.

Li Kun.

Didn't Li Kun make trouble before to bully Xu Zhengyi?

Lu Zhi was still standing by the switch of the electric fan, when the person sitting on the window sill suddenly turned over and jumped down, leaning on the handrail of the balcony, his clothes fluttered, and he had already jumped over the balcony.

Lu Zhi: "..."

"What are you doing?" Fang Yan only slapped Li Kun one meter away, "I want to hit someone again."

"I didn't!" Li Kun blushed.

Fang Yanwei hasn't seen this person face to face for a long time.

Ever since he took the initiative to claim the crime in the cafeteria and prevented the director from putting the blame on Li Kun's head, this guy seemed to have stopped confronting him, much better than that Li Zhou who was playing tricks behind his back.

"What do you want him for?" Brother Fang pushed him under Da Sikui.

"It's so thick, forget about the heat." Li Kun rolled his eyes.

Fang Yanwei: "?"

What's the matter, I can't fight physical attacks, so I turned to spells?

He was about to carry someone into the woods to beat him up, when he was suddenly hit by a folding fan on his shoulder.

"Grass." He cursed, and turned his head to meet Shang Luzhi's cold eyes.

Anger inexplicably turned into grievance.

Did he make Lu Zhi unhappy again?

"The next one is Class 1 (Senior Grade [-]), let's go." Lu Zhi said.

"Oh." He obediently followed Lu Zhi and left.

The program of Class 1 ([-]) of senior high school is rehearsed internally. Except for the classmates, teachers and school leaders, the others basically don't know what talent the class will have.

So when Fang Yan, who was holding a pipa, walked up to the stage in a smoky blue Hanfu, the audience exclaimed.

As a student about to receive an award at the school celebration, Lu Zhi sat in the first row of the auditorium.

Under the spotlight, Fang Yanwei, who was holding a pipa, was very quiet, perched in the light, he couldn't see the momentum of climbing two low walls and grabbing someone's collar just now.

The strings were plucked, and the song "House of Flying Daggers" amazed everyone.

The number of viewers of the online live broadcast of the school celebration exceeded [-] in an instant.

"Acacia is said on the strings of the pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it once returned under the colorful clouds." He Suisui shook his head, "Niu is still Fang Ge Niu."

Brother Fang was on the stage just now, the feeling of ambush from all sides was overwhelmed, and now his hands hurt so much that he grinned.

Xu Zhengyi walked over tremblingly, took a cooling spray, and sprayed him from head to toe.

"What?" Fang Yanwei smelled mint.

"Li, Li Kun just gave it away." Xu Zhengyi said in a low voice.

"Huh? Didn't hit you." Fang Yanwei asked, "I thought he hit you."

"No, no." Xu Zhengyi said, "He told me and apologized."

Fang Yanwei felt that people are quite complicated.

Some people are good, some are evil, and some can go from evil to good.

His gaze turned to the bookworm standing not far from him.

It's still his little white flower who is good at road, full of school rules and discipline, and so kind that even ants don't want to step on it.

"Brother Zhi." He waved his hand, "Return the Buddha beads to you."

He took off the string of thin wooden beads that had been coiled several times, twisted it in his hand, and turned it half a circle: "I always feel that you can chant sutras."

Like an eminent monk who has no emotions or desires.

Lu Zhi: "."

On his left wrist, which he held wooden beads in a loop, his body was dyed with a faint scent of sandalwood.

This smell, too quiet, made him feel uncomfortable.

He returned the wooden beads, and ran away laughing and cursing with He Suisui.

Lu Zhi bowed his head and remained silent.

The beads are back, but the wrist still seems a little empty.

Because of the school celebration, Fang Yanwei's popularity in the school has grown a lot.

The first window in the back row of Class 1 (Senior Grade [-]) is like a zoo window, attracting a large number of tourists every day.

Fang Yanwei, a newly popular animal, was lying on the desk, writing a Chinese test paper drawn from the blind box of test papers.

His handwriting is beautiful and decent, and overall, it looks like a work of art.

"Love letters." He Suisui came in with a stack of envelopes, looked at the names on them, "Three from Lu Zhi, you have five from Fang Yanwei, whose brand are you looking for tonight?"

Fang Yanwei turned around, just in time to see Lu Zhi opening an envelope.

He felt a little imperceptibly disappointed, and then saw that Lu Zhi ignored the side of the letter paper, turned it over, drew a circle, wrote a line formula, and started to draft.

Fang Yanwei: "..."

The abstinence, high-cold, and white-flowered person can't fail.

"I want to read Brother Zhi's tonight." He said, "Is it possible?"

Lu held the pen in his hand for a moment and continued writing.

He Suisui chuckled: "Brother Zhi is not something ordinary people can fall asleep in."

Fang Yanwei just said hi, didn't expect Lu Zhi to respond, he rummaged in the drawer, found a box of orange juice that he bought specially, put in a straw, and slapped it on Lu Zhi's desk.

"Brother Fang invites you to drink."

Lu Zhi didn't even look at it.

Orange juice, no interest.

Someone knocked on the glass window, revealing Cheng Jingxuan's bright face.

The little girl is so rustic and persistent in chasing people, she comes over at a fixed time every day to talk earthy love stories.

All the points will be finished by Lu Zhi.

"I'm sorry." Fang Yanwei remembered what Lin and Song taught him, "I already have someone I like."

The little girl was stunned: "That's fine."

Then, run away.

This is also... too practical.

Fang Yanwei's world was quiet.

"Who do you like?" A cold voice came from the back row.

Is it urgent, I haven't edited this yet.

Fang Yan said ideally.

"What are you doing?" He kicked Lu Zhi's desk, "Do you deduct points for confessing?"

Lu Zhi even hummed.

Fang Yanwei laughed angrily.

Lu Zhi stopped writing and looked at him, his eyes seemed not as peaceful as usual.

"Then I like you, you." He said angrily, "Does Lushen want to deduct his points?"

Lu Zhi seemed to be stunned for a moment.

It's rare for him to react like this.

Making a joke about puppy love, such a big reaction?

So Fang Yanwei started to play tricks again.

"Nerd, Xueba." He said, "You are an adult, have you ever been in a relationship?"

He pressed his hands on Lu Zhi's tabletop, leaned forward, and got very close, his mouth with beautiful lips was opened and closed, and the soft corners of his mouth were hooked into a smile.

"Have you ever kissed someone?" He said, "Your high school life is too plain."

He's almost aggressive.

The nerd's reaction was also very interesting, his eyes trembled slightly, and his mouth was pursed straight.

Like hearing something dirty.

So simple.so interesting.

Lu Zhi looked away coldly, picked up the ice water on the table, and took a sip.

Lu Zhi: "."

Orange juice?

"Fang Yanwei! You are the only one talking in the class." Teacher Chen's roar came from the front row of the classroom, "The bell for class has rung, and the music for eye exercises is halfway through. You lie down on the desk , are you planning to sit in his arms?"

"Not at all." Big Brother Fang turned back.