The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

"It's like this, we have to take pictures of every couple who won prizes and keep them in our photo album," the proprietress called the staff over after explaining.

Love love... Couples?

"Hey, we're not..." Jiang Yingyu finally came to his senses, before he could finish speaking, the proprietress pulled the two of them in front of the camera.

"Come on, show a heart," the proprietress put her hands on top of her head, "like this."

what the hell? ? ?

Is it time to run now?

What a fucking shame!

Jiang Yingyu didn't know what to do with the small pink box.

He glanced at that guy An Sheng, who was putting his left hand on his head with a fearless expression.

"Hurry up!" The proprietress urged.

Jiang Yingyu turned to look around at the people who were gradually looking towards them, men and women, old and young...

"Why are you so annoying, there will be more and more people in a while, and the two of us will become monkeys." An Sheng lowered his voice and said suddenly.

Die or die!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng in a blink of an eye, held the box and stretched out his hand to his head, and just compared his heart with An Sheng...

Click.

Coming out of the animation city, Jiang Yingyu took the box and threw it up, saying: "It's so light, it can't be air inside."

curious.

He originally wanted to take a look at it on the spot, but the proprietress told him not to take it apart with a strange look on her face, saying it was best to wait until he got home to take a look.

Mysterious.

An Sheng walked with the two hands tied together in his pocket, holding the photo that the proprietress said to them as a souvenir in one hand, and stuffed it in his pocket after a few glances. Seeing that Jiang Yingyu was really curious about the box, I had to say: "Just take it apart, and a ghost can pop out of it?"

Having said that, he reached out to grab it, but Jiang Yingyu dodged it: "Forget it."

It’s okay to watch it early or late, and there’s nothing curious about it.

"Look, the rice line has arrived." Jiang Yingyu pointed at the box.

An Sheng followed the hand to see that he had indeed arrived at the place.

This Mi Xing is quite unique. Jiang Yingyu raised his head and looked around. He didn't know the first two characters of Mi Xing. According to the Chinese character recognition routine, this should be "You Shuang Mi Xing", so cool?

There are piles of rice in the rice store, and it can't be seen that it can still receive express delivery. Is there a place?

Thinking so, Jiang Yingyu followed An Sheng to the boss's desk.

"5748, from yesterday." An Sheng said to a fat man sitting there.

The fat man got up and walked towards the room on the right, Jiang Yingyu looked at him: "You didn't memorize my number, did you?"

He thought it was the verification code he wanted to receive by text message.

An Sheng smiled at him: "This is more convenient."

As for the numbers that Jiang Yingyu can remember, there are nothing except 110 and 120. After all, they are all in the phone, so it is not necessary to write down all of them.

The fat man carried Jiang Yingyu's courier over and put it on the table, scanned it with the handheld terminal, and asked, "What's the name?"

"Jiang Yingyu." After being abducted by An Sheng, Jiang Yingyu came back to his senses.

Seeing such a big box, An Sheng was afraid that it would be inconvenient, so he stretched out his hand to untie the red rope tied around the two hands.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked at the left hand that was suddenly free, and felt a little empty in his heart.

Putting the rope into his pocket, An Sheng raised his hand to pick up the box.

"Let me do it." Jiang Yingyu reached out to take the box, but An Sheng refused.

An Sheng walked with the box in his arms and said, "Farewell, my hands are not afraid of cold, you should put it in your pocket."

Gee!

With one hand in his pocket, Jiang Yingyu followed An Sheng with a small box in the other. For some reason, the air was suddenly quiet. The two of them seemed to have lost their topic, and walked forward in boredom.

Jiang Yingyu slowed down and walked behind An Sheng, just walking in An Sheng's pace.

As he walked, Jiang Yingyu vaguely heard a little girl singing on his right. The lyrics were quite...interesting.

He looked over there, and saw an eight-nine-year-old girl in a pink padded jacket with two high ponytails, jumping forward and singing: Two tigers, two tigers, fall in love, fall in love , both are male, both are male, so loving, so loving...

He didn't laugh until the little girl turned into the shop.

"What are you laughing at?" An Sheng asked him without looking back.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yingyu said with a smile, jumped forward, and walked side by side with An Sheng, "Tuesday is the half-term exam, and I haven't reviewed at all."

He almost forgot the bet those three people made with him.

An Sheng changed his posture and hugged the box and said: "We scumbags don't have this kind of trouble, anyway, it's useless to read it."

This is the truth.

Jiang Yingyu clicked his tongue. With An Sheng's smartness, as long as he puts his heart into it, he thinks that An Sheng must not be like this, at least he must be in the top [-] of the grade or something.

After arriving home, Jiang Yingyu disassembled the courier and installed the software and drivers to be used until it was almost lunch time.

Turning off the computer, Jiang Yingyu stretched vigorously, but accidentally knocked off the small powder box that was casually placed on the table.

"...I almost forgot about this thing."

He picked up the box and held it in front of his eyes for a look, then opened the box...

"..."

After a while, Jiang Yingyu silently stuffed the thing back into the box.

God fucking sexy lingerie!Not to mention the pitiful amount of fabric, what the hell can it cover with pink lace?Can't even hold an egg.

The next day, as soon as the break exercises were finished, Liu Qiang took the microphone and asked the students not to rush back to the classroom, saying that there was an important event to be notified.

It turned out that the last time they played on behalf of the school to win the Champions Cup arrived. As the captain, Zhao Wen rushed to Liu Qiang, took the trophy with both hands and held it in his hands. After a while, Zhao Wen, who hadn't had enough glory, was kicked out by Liu Qiang, and stumbled when he stepped off the stage. Fortunately, Liu Qiang took back the trophy, otherwise it might have been smashed at this moment.

Zhao Wen returned to the team again amidst the laughter of his classmates, he still hadn't realized it, looked at his fat hands and said to An Sheng, "I've decided not to wash my hands for a month."

An Sheng looked at Liu Qiang who was still babbling on the stage, and replied, "You are too disgusting, don't you wash yourself in the toilet?"

According to Zhao Wen's sloppy state, what he said is really very possible.

Zhao Wen choked: "..."

That's right, you can be lazy when you are in a small size, but you can't just wash it when you are in a large size, right?

Jiang Yingyu felt a little sleepy when he heard it. He heard An Sheng say in a daze, "This old Liu has been nagging more and more since he became the teaching director."

Because of Zhao San's incident, Zhao Dong was relocated, and he lost his position as the teaching director. Liu Qiang happened to be there, so he picked up such a good thing.

When they finally finished reading, An Sheng dragged Jiang Yingyu, who could not keep his eyes open, back to the classroom. Looking at Jiang Yingyu who was sleeping comfortably on the table, An Sheng was a little puzzled, what did this kid do at night?

"An Zi, An Zi!" Zhao Wen beckoned to An Sheng, and only after seeing An Sheng got up did he go out through the back door.

The two finally walked to the corner of the corridor where there were almost no people, and then Zhao Wen probed his brain and took out his mobile phone and handed it to An Sheng.

"What are you doing?" An Sheng was about to say something on Zhao Wen's mobile phone with an impatient expression, but suddenly stopped.

Zhao Wen's mobile phone was parked on the Baidu page, and Baidu's search results were a bunch of information related to homosexuality...

"I checked, homosexuality means that you like people of the same gender as yourself," Zhao Wen pointed to the phone and said, "That Zhu Xiaojun said, Jiang Yingyu..."

An Sheng clasped the phone to Zhao Wen's chest, turned around and was about to leave.

"Anzi!" Zhao Wen yelled at An Sheng, "I know I'm wrong, but I feel..."

An Sheng stopped and turned around slowly.

"What do you think?" An Sheng asked him, "Do you think what he said is true? Do you think Jiang Yingyu is really? Then he told you to eat shit, will you go?"

An Sheng's tone was calm, but Zhao Wen knew he was already angry.

Putting the phone away, Zhao Wen pouted and said, "I don't mean that, even if it's true, I won't talk nonsense, don't worry."

He just asked casually, as for such a big reaction?And I also deliberately found a place where no one was there to ask.

An Sheng nodded and said, "Whether he is or not, it has nothing to do with us."

They have no right to interfere and comment on other people's privacy.

The half-term exam came and went quickly. After the exam, Jiang Yingyu felt pretty good, especially in English.

On the day when the grades came out, Zhao Wen and his classmates were looking at their phones with their heads buried. The classroom was rarely quiet.

An Sheng looked around and couldn't overcome his curiosity, so he also took out his phone.

Before he opened it, An Sheng glanced at Jiang Yingyu who was dozing off, and he pushed, "Hey."

Jiang Yingyu was sleeping soundly with his left hand propping his face, An Sheng's push almost made his face hit the table directly.

"..." An Sheng put his hand between Jiang Yingyu's face and the table with swift eyes, "What have you been doing these days?"

Jiang Yingyu who slowly opened his eyes still couldn't recover, An Sheng pulled his hand from under his face and asked him: "The results are out, don't you want to see?"

Jiang Yingyu rubbed his eyes and straightened up, took An Sheng's phone and turned it on.

An Sheng leaned on the table with one hand, watching Jiang Yingyu slowly swipe the screen.

He didn't even expect that the idiots in the key class would keep their promise and kneel down to call daddy, and it would be more or less the same to walk around when they saw it later.

An Sheng saw that Jiang Yingyu slid his fingers for a while and then stopped moving. It seemed that something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" An Sheng asked and leaned over to take a look. The grade ranking was only 53.

No!

An Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled the score of the single subject in front, "Damn it, why do you have a zero score in science?"

Full score in mathematics, just a pass in Chinese, and more than 120 in English, but not a single point in this comprehensive.

And at this moment, the class also erupted, everyone lowered their heads and discussed, the voices were not low.

An Sheng listened to a few words with pricked ears, all saying that Jiang Yingyu was going to be miserable. Sure enough, amidst the movement of pushing tables and stools, a group of people outside the door opened the door and walked in with a gust of cold wind.