The foundation is stumped, the attack is not taught

更新时间:2014-3-1813:31:12本章字数:3775

"President, let's take a break. It's already two o'clock and I haven't had lunch yet. "Qi 琻晓" A few students are working overtime in the student union to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival next month.Yue Jiucheng is the chairman of the student union in the third year of high school, so he naturally takes the lead in busying himself here.

"Well, you guys go to eat first. I'll finish this poster." Yue Jiucheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, arched his back and leaned on the table.

"Eh? There are still people coming to the school for self-study this weekend?" A girl pointed to the opposite teaching building, and saw a window open, and there was a person sitting in it.

"No way, no one sits there in self-study, standing upright and motionless." The boy wearing glasses said embarrassingly, "Could it be...whose ghost is it?"

"You are so annoying!" The girl's face turned pale with fright. There are strange stories in every school, and St. Waffle is no exception.Baobuqi comes from the legend of a generation of seniors and sisters, that a certain student who was trapped by love jumped off a building to commit suicide in white clothes or something.

"That's obviously a man." Yue Jiucheng glanced up, not paying attention to their playfulness.

"Who said that it must be a woman who is trapped by love? Hey - I moved!" The girl's curiosity is always greater than her fear: "He writes something on the blackboard, can't it be a suicide note!"

"You've watched too many TV dramas!" The boy knocked her on the head. It was obvious that they were a pair of ambiguous and happy friends.Another chubby boy seemed a little impatient: "Would you like to eat now, I'm so hungry that I'm about to collapse."

"Let's go." The three pushed and shoved out of the activity room, Yue Jiucheng shook his head, straightened up and let out a sigh of relief.He was tall and could see far away. In the opposite classroom, they called her a female ghost—oh, no, it was a 'male ghost' who really stood in front of the blackboard and carefully scribbled something.

That beautiful and familiar standing posture, the handsome and handsome figure—if not Lin Hao, who else?

Today is Gu Xihe's engagement day, but Lin Hao stays alone in the closed school classroom playing the role of a ghost!

Yue Jiucheng put down the work in his hands, and quickly ran to the opposite building.

Lin Hao stood in front of the blackboard, holding the exercise book in one hand, and calculating on the blackboard with chalk in the other.Seeing Yue Jiucheng rushing in, he just looked up dumbly and then looked back.

"Lin Hao, what are you doing here?" Yue Jiucheng stood beside him, looking suspiciously at the calculations on the blackboard.

"I'm studying... There are a lot of guests at home, so it's inconvenient to calm down." Lin Hao didn't raise his eyes, and continued to walk on the blackboard with his slender fingers. With a snap, the chalk broke.There was a distressing resentment on his face: "I came out in a hurry, I forgot to bring the calculation paper."

"Lin Hao..." Yue Jiucheng grabbed Lin Hao's wrist, only to find that his body was so cold: "Lin Hao! Calm down—"

"I...I'm fine?" Lin Hao looked at the man in front of him in a daze, with a common smile on his face.

"What's the matter? Don't write anymore, follow me!" He couldn't help but dragged the hand of the boy in front of him. It was the first time that Yue Jiucheng, who had always been doting and doting, treated him so domineeringly.

Anti-joint inhibition, and the sprain hit instantly.Yue Jiucheng probably forgot that Lin Hao was a taekwondo master, and only cared about loving him.

"pain--"

Lin Hao opened his jaws and let him go, calmly took a breath: "Jiu Cheng, do you think I'm depressed? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing..."

The chalk in his hand had been pinched to pieces, Lin Haoyou buried his face in the book: "I have never been as smart as you imagined, and I need to put in a lot more effort than you to achieve what I have now. .”

"You are not of a competitive character, Lin Hao." Yue Jiucheng clenched his fists, lowered his eyes tenderly, and swept them onto the other's eyelids.

"If I don't listen to the class and read well, I won't be able to make up lessons for Xihe.

If I didn't practice Taekwondo hard, Xiga, who liked to fight with others since he was a child, would always go home with scars all over his body.

If I don't work hard to be kind to others...how can I open up a interpersonal route for Xihe who is withdrawn and autistic...If I...are not strong enough, how can Xiga feel at ease...to do what he should do. "Lin Hao's arms trembled, and his body tilted slightly.

"Hello Lin!" Yue Jiucheng grabbed the man who was staggering in his arms: "You look weak, are you feeling unwell?"

For several days, Lin Hao didn't dare to go to the hospital to see his injuries, and naturally he didn't dare to eat anything to increase the load on the affected area.The weakness at this time was beyond words, but he still bit his white lips and refused to express his fragility.

"You have a fever." Yue Jiucheng poked his reddish cheeks: "What's the matter? Didn't you go to the doctor after being sick for many days?"

"It's okay..." Lin Hao tried to break free from Yue Jiucheng's embrace, but he was held in his arms even harder.

With his eyes turned upside down, he only felt that his body was lightly lifted off the ground, and Lin Hao was unexpectedly hugged by Yue Jiucheng Heng.Although his movements were gentle, he still inevitably touched Lin Hao's affected area!

The person in front of him groaned uncontrollably, Yue Jiucheng moved his hand in disbelief, and understood most of it in an instant!

It was indeed rumored a week ago that there was a lot of blood on the sofa in the hallway lounge for some unknown reason, and it also led to a strange and supernatural murder speculation.

"Lin Hao!" A hard-to-swallow crimson fire shot up from the depths of Yue Jiucheng's body, staring at the forbearing face in front of him, the corners of his pale lips trembling with soft breathing, and the tightly wrinkled brows caused great heartache .

Yue Jiucheng couldn't help but feel that he was infatuated, his brain became hot, and he couldn't help kissing him.

"Jiu Cheng! You - uh!" Lin Hao struggled so hard that he tried his best to break away from the man's reason.

"Yes...I'm sorry! I—" Yue Jiucheng knew that he had lost his composure, and when he saw Lin Hao's angry face, he shrank a little.

"Jiu Cheng...Leave me alone for a while." Lin Hao turned sideways, trying to make the movements more comfortable.

"I'll take you back." Yue Jiucheng walked out with him in his arms.

"I don't want to go back!" Lin Hao yelled, "I don't want to see..." His tears suddenly fell on Yue Jiucheng's shoulders, stunned this strong man who was nearly two meters tall.

"I...oh, by the way, I'm going to be a tutor today!" Lin Hao slapped his head: "Too bad, I forgot, the phone number..." He fumbled for the phone, only to find that he walked out of the house in a trance, and even the phone I don't even remember to bring it.

"Hi Lin!"

"Mobile phone... lend me your phone..." Lin Hao grabbed Yue Jiucheng's shoulder, and smiled wryly for a moment: "Forget it, I can't recite that student's number either."

"Lin Hao, calm down!" Yue Jiucheng shook his body: "Does Gu Xihe know what you mean?" He sighed suddenly, and gently placed Lin Hao on the long desk.

Lin Hao remained silent.

"Call him." Yue Jiucheng took out his mobile phone and stuffed it into Lin Hao's hand, his eyes were gloomy and firm.

"Do not…"

"Call him!" Yue Jiucheng yelled, "What are you doing like this? Why can't you tell what's on your mind!" He lowered his head and opened the phone book, and found a contact number called 'Rival in Love'.

At that moment, Lin Hao's teary eyes rubbed but he could see clearly.