The squad leader is a tree with a crooked neck

Qiao Chuan didn't know how to cook, Yuan Han knew a little bit, Yuan Han simply cooked two bowls of noodles.

"The craftsmanship is good. You don't eat less noodles?" Qiao Chuan asked.

Yuan Han thought about Yan Wen's stuffed refrigerator, with a warm smile on his face: "I haven't done it by myself before, and I just eat something casually when I have the ingredients recently."

The things Yan Wen bought were relatively convenient and simple. Yuan Han has always been a strong learner, so he can just watch one or two videos.

After eating, Qiao Chuan was urged home by his mother.

Yuan Han wanted to take a bath, but he was afraid of getting water on his forehead, so he wiped it casually with a wet towel.

In the evening, the mobile phone received two days of messages, which were sent by Yan Wen, one was homework and the other was a message asking Yuan Han to do a good job.

Yuan Han irritatedly threw the phone aside, and a few seconds later he picked up the phone and replied: "I don't feel well, don't do it."

Then shut down!

It's actually nothing when the phone is turned off, and no one is looking for it.

Yuan Han fell asleep like this until dawn.

Yuan Han glanced at the alarm clock.

......

Big hair late!

When the phone was turned on, there were several missed calls and messages, including Qiao Chuan's, Zhong Fei's head teacher, and Yan Wen's.

The first few messages belonged to Yan Wen, and asked Yuan Han what happened?Do you need to take a leave of absence.

Qiao Chuan said that the head teacher came to the class, and Yuan Han was not seen. Everyone said that Yuan Han was uncomfortable.

...Yuan Han sneered in his heart, he said the same to Yan Wen, there is no need for a tacit understanding of the same reasons!

Yuan Han tidied up, and the first class at school was over, and Yuan Han was called away by the head teacher when he arrived in the classroom without a doubt.

Zhong Fei saw the wound on Yuan Han's forehead and asked Yuan Han to go back without saying anything.

Yuan Han returned to his seat, Qiao Chuan and his party went to the canteen, and there were not many people in the classroom.

"What's wrong with your forehead?" Yan Wen who was behind came to him and asked.

Yuan Han sat up and raised his head to look up at Yan Wen, and said indifferently, "I knocked."

Yan Wen naturally didn't believe it, Yan Wen raised his hand and stretched out to Yuan Han's forehead: "Where are you lying to ghosts? This is obviously a result of fighting with others, right?"

Yuan Han avoided Yan Wen's hand, and nodded: "I can't hide this, as expected of the monitor, even the head teacher believed it."

Yan Wen frowned and opened his lips slightly: "Go, go to the infirmary to clean up."

Yuan Han waved his hands and prepared to lie down: "No, I've done it at home, it's not a big deal."

Yan Wen didn't listen, he pulled Yuan Han's school uniform collar and forced Yuan Han to stand up.

Yuan Han immediately grabbed the collar of his clothes: "Okay, okay, go! What are you doing? Others think that I have provoked you and are going to beat me."

Yan Wen said a few words to the school committee and took Yuan Han out.

"What are you doing? I'm disabled?" Yuan Han said angrily.

Yan Wen walked straight forward and ignored Yuan Han.

After going to the infirmary to clean up and bandage, the school doctor instructed: "Try not to touch the water, and don't eat spicy food. If there is no inflammation in a few days, there is no need to wrap it."

Yan Wen nodded solemnly.

Yuan Han didn't take it seriously, the wound was very painful, but it looked like a boy made a fuss.

Yan Wen stood in the corridor holding the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the school doctor: "How did you get hurt?"

Yuan Han put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the wound on his forehead gave Yuan Han a hint of evil.

"How can it be possible to get out of a fight every time?"

Yan Wen took a deep breath and approached Yuan Han: "Can't you be brave?"

Yuan Han laughed back after hearing this: "At that time, the injury was considered minor."

Yan Wen stared at Yuan Han's wound: "Does it hurt?"

Yuan Han looked at Yan Wen who asked this question with a serious face, and a trace of malice appeared in his heart.

Nodded and said aggrievedly: "It hurts."

Unexpectedly, Yan Wen slowly lowered his head and blew gently on Yuan Han's wound.

!!!

Yuan Han was so frightened that he immediately took a few steps back.

"You..you...what are you doing?!!!"

Yan Wen tilted his head: "Blow it up for you."

.....

Yuan Han's old face turned red and hot.

"No, don't do such ambiguous things to me in the future."

After a few steps, he ran back to the classroom.

Yan Wen, who was on the spot, stared blankly at Yuan Han's disappearing back, "Could it hurt more if it blows?"

......

Who will save the class leader's point!

After Yan Wen arrived in the classroom, Yuan Han was already lying on his stomach.

Yan Wen put the medicine back in his drawer and went on to class.

In fact, Yuan Han didn't sleep. He was always concerned about what happened just now. The squad leader really was, and he did that kind of thing in a serious manner without looking at himself. It's very provocative!

In the afternoon, during physical education class, Yuan Han was once again slapped in the face by his knowledge of Yan Wen.

He thought it was unbelievable that a person like Yan Wen could fight, but he didn't expect that he could also play basketball very well!

God is so unfair!

The posture is so handsome that it flies!

The technology is so awesome!

The hair fluttering in the wind is flying!

This man is so handsome!

......

!!!

Yuan Han frantically slapped himself, are you crazy?

Dazed? !

Yuan Han turned his head to look at the nympho-looking girl beside him who was equally fascinated!

really! ! !

Still pretty girls.

Qiao Chuan whistled a few times at Yuan Han.

"Han'er, come here and let's have a fight."

Yuan Han pointed to his forehead and waved his hand.

Qiao Chuan immediately understood.

In fact, it's not that Yuan Han doesn't want to play, but why he ran to exercise when the teacher gave him free time in this hot day. It's good to sit here and hide from the shade.

Yuan Han looked at the boys in his class running on the court, and muttered to himself, "Why can't you see the pressure on these people?"

Yuan Han's eyes darkened, should he be glad that he doesn't have to worry about life?

But what are your plans for the future?

That woman is about to ignore herself, even the only excuse that the child is underage is now invalid...

The woman also said that she cared about herself until she was 19 years old, that is, she graduated from high school. After half a year, that person would completely withdraw from her life...

Ma De, I feel a little bit reluctant and sad...

Yan Wen ran over to Yuan Han: "What's wrong with you? I called you several times."

Yuan Han smelled the smell of sweat coming to his face.

"No, thinking about something."

Yan Wen was silent for a while and said, "get out of class is over."

Yuan Han stood up and resumed his sunny boy look: "You have fascinated a lot of people in this performance."

Yan Wen looked at the girls in the class, and sure enough everyone bowed their heads shyly at Yan Wen's look.

"So you're watching too?" Yan Wen smiled.

"Well, I'm looking at them, and they're looking at you."

After school, Yan Wen handed Yuan Han the medicine to remind him to take it on time, and nagged for a long time before letting Yuan Han go.

Yuan Han's phone rang when he got home, Yuan Han picked up the phone and the screen displayed 'her'.

Yuan Han stared at the screen and didn't move for a long time, until the phone hung up and it didn't ring, and then it rang again.

Yuan Han pressed to answer.

"I'm going to Yuecheng this Saturday, you make time for it."

The voice in the microphone was extremely cold, as if he was arranging his own itinerary with his subordinates, without any emotion.

Yuan Han habitually wanted to reject her and continued: "Let's meet when you are here, there will be no chance in the future."