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"Come on, rock-paper-scissors, I'll play for you if you win." Xia Zang stuffed his phone under his pillow, and looked at his little hamster eagerly.

"Brother, you don't love me anymore." Yang Sheng said pitifully, "I used to want to play, but you gave it to me directly."

"The main reason is that you broke the record too fast, and I can't catch up at all." Xia Zang still put on airs and said solemnly, "So we can only take some physical measures to control the change of the record."

Yang Sheng: "...Then let's do rock-paper-scissors."

Rather, his will was aroused by being teased, Xia Zang endured a smile, raised his hand and said, "Okay, come on, two wins out of three."

"Rock, paper, scissors." The two chanted the incantation of the game in unison, and then Yang Sheng won the game.

"It seems that I'm really a game black hole." Xia Zang looked at his scissorhands and laughed at himself weakly.

Yang Sheng shook his fist, but it still unfolded into a bag in an instant, and said with a smile: "Here, I'll win a round for you."

Xia Zang patted the child with his hands down, "I plan to go to Guangfu with you."

Perhaps the tone was too solemn and serious, Yang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then he grabbed his wrist: "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"The main thing is that our class teacher held a parent-teacher meeting to discuss college entrance examination volunteers, and I have to make a formal decision." Xia Zang said, "It happens that you are here, so I will be a witness."

Yang Sheng grinned: "Ah, the sense of ceremony."

"Well, a sense of ritual." Xia Zang took out the mobile phone under the pillow, "I would like to admit defeat."

Yang Sheng took the brick machine, put it aside casually, and threw himself into Xia Zang's arms.

Without the head of the bed to lean on, Xia Zang couldn't sit still for a while, and was thrown into the quilt. Fortunately, the dead child had a conscience and used his arms to protect the back of his head.

"Want to rebel?" Xia Zang managed to free up a hand, and patted the back of the person on him gently.

"No, it's not." Yang Sheng stood up, his broken hair rustled, Xia Zang could only see the line of his jaw in the backlight, "I'm very glad, bro, you can tell me this formally."

"Why are you so easy to be happy?" Xia Zang smiled helplessly, unconsciously the water in his heart was swaying softly.

He had a premonition that Yang Sheng was going to say something, but Yang Sheng only brushed the hair on the side of his face, stood up and said to himself: "It's time to cut your hair."

"You can also stay longer, anyway, the weather is cold." Xia Zang said, and got up too.

"No, I will definitely be nagged by Lao Lu and the others." Yang Sheng tugged at his hair and muttered, "Brother, don't you know that I am now their key supervision target, and they all say that they should keep an eye on me , I’m sure I’ll have to make another big mess.”

"Isn't it?" Xia Zang smiled.

"If I don't hit seven..." Yang Sheng looked up at the ceiling.

"You are Ip Man, you still hit seven?" Xia Zang teased dubiously.

"I don't look like someone who can hit seven with one punch?" Yang Sheng looked over, his black eyes glistening.

Xia Zang rested his chin and thought for a while, then said with certainty: "It really doesn't look like it."

"I'm really curious about what I look like in your eyes." Yang Sheng tilted his head, finally looking directly into Xia Zang's eyes.

"Hmm...it's quite lively and cheerful," Xia Zang said honestly, "Sometimes he's a weird kid."

"I'm only two months younger than you." Yang Sheng muttered.

"Then you still have to call me 'Brother'." Xia Zang raised his hand, and tapped Yang Sheng's forehead hidden by his broken hair.

"Didn't you deny it before?" Yang Sheng murmured and blurted out, Xia Zang's eyelids twitched, remembering the time when he and Yang Sheng had just met.

At that time, Yang Sheng grabbed the corner of his aunt's clothes and smiled timidly at him: "My name is Yang Sheng, Sheng is Sheng Sheng."

Xia Zang didn't say anything, but his father at the side pushed him forward on his own initiative: "Xia Zang, quickly introduce yourself, you are my brother."

"My name is Xia Zang." He could only follow his father's wishes, and said coldly, "But I'm not your brother."

Xu Shi's expression was too indifferent, which made the two elders feel uncomfortable. His father patted the back of his head and smiled bitterly at his aunt: "This kid is young, and he doesn't have a clue."

"Oh, it's okay, Xiao Zang may be too restrained and shy." Auntie also helped smooth things over, gently pushing Yang Sheng who was holding on to the hem of her clothes, "Go, whisper, say hello to brother."

Xia Zang guessed that the little dumpling who was half a head shorter than him must be reluctant, so he turned around and walked to his room regardless of his father's opinion.

They should talk about whatever they want, just leave him alone.

But when he was gently grabbed by the corner of his clothes, Xiaotuanzi, who thought he would be reluctant, tried to smile at him.

"Brother, which Tibet is it?"

"Do you still hold grudges?" Xia Zang couldn't help teasing.

"No." Yang Sheng shook his head, "To be honest, you were easy to get along with at that time."

"That's holding grudges." Xia Zang sighed pretendingly.

"Don't wrong me, I promise I will always remember your kindness." Yang Sheng raised his hand and vowed, then grabbed Xia Zang's hand and drew lines in his palm, "I remember when I asked you 'Zang' How to write the characters, you just put on a straight face, grab my hand with the expression of wanting to eat a child, and write on my hand stroke by stroke. At the end, add a sentence 'Tibet is a collection of Tibet'. Really, You can't finish talking, you have to scare me, so that I almost didn't even dare to wash my hands all day."

"Why?" Xia Zang couldn't help asking, the palms felt itchy and crisp, and it was strangely comfortable.

"I'm afraid that if you wash the words, you will beat me." Yang Sheng said angrily.

"Stupid or not?" Xia Zang put his hands together and wrapped them around Yang Sheng's fingertips.

"It's true, stupid as hell." Yang Sheng laughed softly, "Hey, do you know what I just wrote?"

"The sound of the voice." Xia Zang said.

"It's Yang Sheng's voice." Yang Sheng said.

"Okay." Xia Zang caught up with those black eyes, "Zang is Xia Zang's Zang."

"You've been really weird lately, Teacher Yang." Hao Yue knocked on the table, trying to bring Yang Sheng back to his senses, "Is it blooming?"

"What kind of flowers are blooming?" Yang Sheng subconsciously asked, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be put down.

Haoyue shook her head and said, "Peach Blossom."

um, is there?Yang Sheng was puzzled.

"You have pink bubbles all over your body now, and even Lao Wang said that you were distracted and you were still laughing at him. At that time, Lao Wang's expression froze?" Haoyue said with her forehead in mourning.

"Do I have it?" Yang Sheng asked this time.

Haoyue nodded solemnly and said, "Yes."

"There will be a parent meeting this Saturday, Sister Yue, who are you bringing?" Yang Sheng laughed perfunctorily.

"My dad is here." Hao Yue said, "Don't try to change the topic."

"Then sister Yue, where do you want to take the exam?" Yang Sheng continued to ask.

"Just take the exam at the school in the main city, and stay in Xiyu City." Haoyue frowned and clenched her fists, "Now, can student Xiao Yang answer me why you are so wrong?"

"I'm in a relationship." Yang Sheng said solemnly, his neck sticking out and his ears turning red.

"Sure enough." Haoyue nodded, "Then I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, and you'd better not be distracted in class, or Brother Liu's chalk head will hit me."

As expected of Sister Yue, the focus of attention is completely different from that of ordinary people, so Yang Sheng can use this sentence to escape the bitterness of being interrogated.

But in fact, he hasn't written a word yet.

The person I have a crush on only treats me as a friend and as a younger brother. I don’t know his sexual orientation at all, so I am seduced by him every day, desire/immortal/desire/death.

Help!

"By the way, Xiao Yang, is your partner your elder brother? The one who is not related by blood." Hao Yue thought of something, turned her head and said.

Yang Sheng pinched his thigh, and almost made himself jump on the spot, "I don't have a brother who is related by blood."

"Oh, that's great. But since you can accept falling in love with boys, why do you think it's strange to read tan/mei novels?" Haoyue started her academic research again, "Wait a minute, I don't know about this." Make a note of it."

"Sister Yue, my brother is not my partner, and I am not in a relationship." Yang Sheng gritted his teeth and felt that he should have lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

"You said it yourself. There is no third mouth here to say this for you." Haoyue took out her thick material book, flipped it to the middle, and began to write seriously with a pen.

"I'm talking nonsense, can't I?" Yang Sheng tugged at the hair that fell down to his chin, and gave up on himself.

"Okay, but is it true that you can accept falling in love with a boy?" Haoyue asked seriously as she turned her pen.

"Well, this is true." Yang Sheng hesitated for a while, but still nodded in obedience.

"Hey, I suspect you, Xiao Yang, are you secretly in love?" Haoyue continued to write with her head down, "The person you have a crush on also has a good impression of you, that's why you are like stepping on cotton all day long, unable to touch things. North and South."

The truth is fatal, Yang Sheng covered his heart, and asked with a glimmer of hope: "Then what should I do if he doesn't like me all the time?"

Haoyue finally finished writing, put down the pen and closed the book, turned around and asked: "Then are you happy now?"

"Yes, happy." Yang Sheng said, he is a person who is easy to be happy, Xia Zang certified.

"Since you are happy, don't think about what you have." Haoyue said, "If he really likes you, you may not be as happy as you are now."

"Sister Yue, are you all that good at writing novels?" Yang Sheng asked in a daze.

"Oh, this is not a novel experience." Haoyue smiled, "It's a real personal experience."

"Eh? Eh?!"

It turns out that Sister Yue is really a female classmate with a story!

Putting this matter aside for the time being, it will soon be the day of the parent meeting.

In the middle of the night on Friday, Boss Lu called and wanted to give them basic information about the homeroom teacher. It would be too embarrassing if he didn't even know what to call him.

"Even if you're acting as a parent, you have to act more realistically." Boss Lu said with experience.

But this time he seemed to be much calmer. When Yang Sheng mentioned Lao Lu's real name again, he just said, "It's okay to call Teacher Lu at that time, right?"

"Well, anyway, there will be many parents at that time, so you can call along with them." Yang Sheng said, "Do you remember the name of my brother's head teacher?"

Boss Lu was silent for a while: "Surnamed Tang?"

Yang Sheng covered his eyes: "The surname is Tan."

Xia Zang immediately said: "You can call the teacher directly when the time comes, without using the last name."

I'm afraid of causing trouble to Boss Lu.Yang Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Boss Lu will definitely remember."

"Well, I've written it down in my notebook, and I'll keep it safe." Boss Lu said, "I'm going to hang up now, you guys have a rest, see you tomorrow."

"Thank you boss." The two brothers said in unison.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zang set the alarm clock on his mobile phone. Although there will be a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, the class still has to continue.

"There will be meetings tomorrow morning and afternoon, so I have to treat the boss to dinner." Xia Zang this time firmly caught Yang Sheng who rushed over, "What are you doing?"

Yang Sheng raised his face, with a sly smile: "Do what pleases me."

The author has something to say:

In fact, they can be regarded as bamboo horses and bamboo horses.

In addition, you can save a few more chapters and read it again. After all, the story line is relatively slow, and it will really feel boring to read bit by bit (cover your face).

May I break 20 characters as soon as possible, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky will bless you.

In addition, if you feel that it is not enough to read, you can also read the finished article next door to me, it is not very long, and the most is only 20 (cover your face again)

Here is a push for "Sleep for Sleep" and "Domestication Complete", both of which are only [-] words, very short sweet articles~