Brother Xia's favorite

Song Chen was covered in thin sweat by Xia Yifeng, and stood angrily at the school gate, raising his clothes, trying to cool himself off.Xia Yifeng was about to ask Zhou Xiaoguo to lead Song Chen to the classroom, but when he turned around, he saw Zhou Mao with his arms akimbo telling Zhou Xiaoguo repeatedly: "Don't run around after school, either wait for me in the classroom, or come to my classroom Watch the door, do you hear me!"

Zhou Xiaoguo, who wore a pair of braids, nodded obediently: "Understood brother."

Zhou Mao reached out and touched Zhou Xiaoguo's head: "Be good."

Zhou Xiaoguo smiled and frowned: "Brother, I will be obedient."

Xia Yifeng was a little envious, turned his face to look at Song Chen with an indifferent face, thought for a while, and followed Zhou Mao's example, crossing his hips and explaining to Song Chen clearly: "Don't run around after school. The classroom is waiting for me, or come and guard at the door of my classroom, we two go home together, remember!"

Song Chen rolled his eyes at Xia Yifeng and didn't say a word.

Xia Yifeng turned up the volume again: "Did you remember! Speak!"

Song Chen pursed his lips, and nodded perfunctorily.

Xia Yifeng felt very dissatisfied. He was also a brother, so how could he be treated differently.Unwillingly, Xia Yifeng stopped Song Chen who was about to walk away, and unreasonably made a request to Song Chen: "Call me brother!"

Song Chen's big eyes stared at Xia Yifeng flickeringly, and the long eyelashes that kept sweeping up and down made Xia Yifeng's heart itch.Xia Yifeng waited expectantly for Song Chen to call out brother, but Song Chen just looked at Xia Yifeng sympathetically for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence from his small mouth: "Idiot."

Xia Yifeng was about to blow up, Xia Yifeng rushed over with a grinning grin, wanting to grab Song Chen and give him a hard lesson.Song Chen bent down along Xia Yifeng's armpit like a loach, quickly slid over and ran into the teaching building.Xia Yifeng chased after him, but Song Chen saw that he was quite small, but his legs spread quickly. After a while, he stood in the corridor on the second floor, and raised his lips triumphantly at Xia Yifeng across the crowd.

Song Chen's smile made Xia Yifeng lose his mind for a moment.Xia Yifeng secretly thought, Ya's little girl looks pretty when she smiles, much cuter than Zhou Mao's Guoguo.Xia Yifeng waved his fist at Song Chen, then shouted loudly: "Wait for me after school!"

Song Chen heard it, nodded lightly with his lips pursed, and slowly followed the teacher waiting at the door into the classroom.

When Xia Yifeng handed over a thick stack of homework to the study committee member Yue Ningning, Yue Ningning opened his mouth in surprise, holding Xia Yifeng's homework with a face full of disbelief: "Have you done your homework?"

"Ah." Xia Yifeng looked at Yue Ningning's pretty face and smiled, "What's wrong, you are only allowed to do homework, and I am not allowed to do it?"

Yue Ningning gave Xia Yifeng a reproachful look: "That's not what I meant when I hated me. Come on, just do it. You're about to take the junior high school entrance exam. You should fight for it."

Zeng Huan led a group of people to pat the table behind and booed: "Oh, Xia Yifeng, you should fight for it! How can you go to the same middle school as your wife with your poor grades!"

Yue Ningning blushed, and was too lazy to talk to Zeng Huan and the others, and quickly fled to the other side of the classroom like a bunny with her homework, her back turned to Xia Yifeng, embarrassed to turn her head.Xia Yifeng also laughed, and whistled frivolously towards Yue Ningning's back, Zeng Huan and the others became even more energetic, shouting and yelling, they almost turned the classroom upside down, until the old class walked away with a sullen face. When they came in, a group of talents restrained themselves with a smile.

Xia Yifeng didn't really listen to the lectures in class, other than helping Zhou Mao and the others to pass small notes, he just rested his cheeks and looked out the window in a daze.Xia Yifeng was a little worried about Song Chen. Song Chen had just transferred to another school, and he was a little bored. He didn't know if Song Chen could adapt well, and whether he would be troubled by his classmates.Xia Yifeng clenched his fists, thinking that if someone dared to attack Song Chen, he would definitely beat him to the ground.Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Mao turned his head with a mean smile, and threw a bunch of small notes on Xia Yifeng's desk.

Xia Yifeng was taken aback, kicked Zhou Mao's chair and asked in a low voice, "Who gave it to me?"

Taking advantage of the old class on the podium turning around to write on the blackboard, Zhou Mao quickly turned around to lip-synthesize Xia Yifeng, not forgetting to give two thumbs up correctly.

"Your wife." Zhou Mao said with a silent smile.

Xia Yifeng understood, grinned happily, and quickly unfolded the note to take a look, it was written in delicate characters: Listen carefully.

Xia Yifeng raised his head and looked towards Yue Ningning who was in front of him, and Yue Ningning also quietly turned his head to look at Xia Yifeng, and when he met Xia Yifeng's gaze, he turned his eyes away in embarrassment.Xia Yifeng coughed pretendingly, and Yue Ningning looked over subconsciously, Xia Yifeng immediately blinked at Yue Ningning, looking frivolous.

Yue Ningning blushed, and quickly turned her head back, not daring to look at Xia Yifeng again.Zhou Mao and Zeng Huan in the back row watched all of them, lying on the table and laughing muffled.

In the last class, the old class on the podium was so excited that they didn't even hear the bell for the end of get out of class. They were deeply immersed in the world of teaching karma and could not extricate themselves.Xia Yifeng stomped his feet irritably, and kept looking towards the window next to the corridor.Xia Yifeng could see the hair on Song Chen and Zhou Xiaoguo's heads dangling anxiously outside the window, Song Chen even stood on tiptoe and tried his best to look into the classroom, but Xia Yifeng was far away from the corridor , Song Chen persisted for two seconds without finding Xia Yifeng, and then fell down, following Zhou Xiaoguo to guard outside the classroom.

The old class finally closed the book full of enthusiasm, Xia Yifeng couldn't help but want to cheer, he couldn't wait to see the old class just walked out of the classroom, picked up his schoolbag and was about to rush out.Yue Ningning, who had been paying attention to the movement behind him, was in a hurry, and quickly stood up and shouted: "Xia Yifeng!"

Xia Yifeng stopped in surprise, looked back at Yue Ningning and let out an ah.Yue Ningning blushed amidst the laughter, stared at Xia Yifeng in embarrassment and blamed: "Why are you running? We are on duty today."

Zeng Huan immediately imitated Yue Ningning's tone in a strange manner: "Why are you running? Your little wife is calling you to be on duty together!"

A group of people immediately burst into laughter, making Yue Ningning even more ashamed.

Xia Yifeng also laughed. After laughing, he turned his head and looked at the back door of the classroom. Song Chen poked out half of his head and looked inside cautiously. His big eyes were moist like a deer, curious and vigilant.Xia Yifeng's heart felt soft and warm, he turned around and bowed to Yue Ningning to beg for forgiveness: "Good Ningning, you can help me today, I still have something to do. Fatty! Let's go!"

The fat man responded, and followed with his schoolbag.Yue Ningning shouted angrily: "Xia Yifeng, what do you mean!"

Xia Yifeng couldn't care about the movement in the classroom anymore, he rushed out of the classroom in two or three steps, looked at Song Chen who was standing by the door, raised his eyebrows, grabbed Song Chen's wrist and dragged him forward: "Let's go, go home! "