make you angry, a little happy

"Change clothes as soon as you change them. Why are you scaring me? If you do this again, I won't copy your homework." Su Xiaoyuan saw him stammering, and understood.

Zhang Zhao wanted to make friends with him, but he was afraid that he would look down on him because of his poor grades.

"How did I know you were following, you walked silently, as if floating." Zhang Zhao slowed down.

"You're talking nonsense, you're floating when you walk." Su Xiaoyuan laughed after scolding, "Why are you so childish, you've exhausted the middle class of kindergarten. What year is your birthday?"

Zhang Zhao stepped up three steps and said a year.The broad shoulders held up the crease-free track tops, and the lined track shorts cut into the shape of briefs.The slender calves make the running shoes huge.

"Ah? You are really younger than me!" Su Xiaoyuan's dimples are not obvious, but very shallow, faintly visible, only when he smiles deeply, "I am a year older than you, how old are you?"

"...June, it's... June 6th." It was that vague feeling again, which made Zhang Zhao want to tell him not only the month, but also the day, but he couldn't bear to tell him. Like a runway deserter, he suddenly got into the men's toilet on the 6th floor.

Su Xiaoyuan only felt that he was pitiful and shy when he wanted to make friends.Since Zhang Zhao is so inferior, he should be more enthusiastic. "Are you a Gemini?" He followed up tremblingly, "I was born on May 5th, 15 months older than you, and it's my 13th birthday this year."

They are all adults.Zhang Zhao took a handful of cold water and patted his face. "You go to school so late?"

"...Well, my family loves me, and they are afraid that I will be bullied at school, so I will not be sent to school until I am one year older." Su Xiaoyuan recited it and said that Zhang Zhao's vaccination was indeed right, all of them were shirtless. Ti Tesheng wiped his sweat.They were laughing and joking, and their sports shorts were so short that they didn't seem to be wearing them, and they stood around one by one.

Taurus?Zhang Zhao also took it off, he was strong in firepower, and hung a white towel with water around his neck, thinking about the characteristics of Taurus.It seems to be a very patient and down-to-earth constellation, who loves money and food.

"How many years have you been in Nanjing..." He turned around and wanted to ask, but Su Xiao was forced to the door by a group of mighty sports students, turned his back to them like a girl, and was studying tiles by himself.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Zhao walked over immediately.

Su Xiaoyuan had never seen these before, full of muscles and sports white socks, swaying unreservedly in front of his eyes.Because of his legs, he never showed so much outside, and he never wore shorts, and he wore long pants all year round. "It's okay, you wipe yours."

"Brother Zhao!" A boy in the distance who took off his shorts threw a towel over, "Can I borrow a ball for lunch?"

Zhang Zhao looked back, the former brother of Class 8, who practiced hurdling. "Why don't you run the railings, what kind of balls are you hitting! If you fall again, I'll make a fucking joke on you!" Throwing the towel back, Zhang Zhao adjusted his direction like a solid wall. blocked by the body of the young man, "I'll change in front of you, don't be afraid of them."

"What are you talking about in front of me? This is the door, and then..." Su Xiaoyuan glanced back, the particularly strong muscles were pectoral muscles, he quickly lowered his head, and there was a thin layer of leg hair on his shiny calf, "Ah ...you quickly put on your school uniform, go inside and change, why are you standing at the door with me?"

Zhang Zhao started pretending again. At this time, everyone knew that Ti Tesheng was changing clothes, and no one was going to the toilet.But he didn't say anything on purpose, as if he wanted to protect Su Xiaoyuan, and he was so young that it was just right.

"Stand here with you..." He thought about how to make up this lie, turned his back and took off his pants, like a taboo girl, and like protecting a warm white pearl, "Because we are in the same class, I will cover you .”

A very naive reason, like a primary school student, I am willing to protect you if I am with you, but it is true and somewhat sincere, and no one can violate it.

Su Xiaoyuan looked up in surprise and saw Zhang Zhao's shy face and back.Maybe it was too strong, but the spine was sunken instead, as if squeezed out by muscle groups.With his beautiful body and his irregular breathing, there is a silent and masculine tension.

After he finished changing, Su Xiaoyuan stepped on the preparatory bell and entered the classroom. "Unexpectedly, there are so many sports students in our school, you..."

"Do it!" Zhang Zhao took the lead, racking his brains and could only take this step, "Who the hell wiped out the newspaper!"

"What?" Su Xiaoyuan was dumbfounded. The blackboard newspaper, which was originally good, was rubbed into a messy picture that could not be saved. When he was in a hurry, he walked up and down, "Where is my blackboard newspaper? It was fine when I left yesterday! I ... Where's my blackboard?"

Zhang Zhao's voice was louder, he picked up his sports bag and threw it on the ground, making a fuss. "That's right, it was fine when we left! Who wiped it? Do you know how late Su Xiaoyuan was painting yesterday!"

No one in the class spoke at the beginning, and then someone said, why was it like this when I entered the class, why some bastard owed it so much.

"...What should I do?" Su Xiaoyuan was still immature, his hard work was wasted, he was worried about the grading tomorrow, and worried that someone in the class would target him.

"Which idiot is so owed!" Zhang Zhao entered the scene, pointing at the monitor, standing on the chair with his knees on his knees, "Fucking find out, beat him to death!"

He An didn't speak, and watched Brother Zhao, a Gemini, with his glasses on.Su Xiaoyuan, a good new student, has no enmity with anyone, who could it be?Tao Wenchang ran with Zhang Zhao at a different speed in the morning, and came over with his tired skeleton to persuade him: "Brother Zhao, what are you in a hurry for, just go out once more."

Xue Ye just walked to the front door. Seeing that the atmosphere in the classroom was not right, he didn't dare to come in alone and waited for Zhu Jie in the corridor.

"Can you not be in a hurry? It's so ruined..." Zhang Zhao threw a rag, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Grandson, if you can't get along with him, you'll get along with me!"

Su Xiaoyuan looked dumbfounded in disbelief, and his chest jumped wildly. "Squad leader, don't swear, Old Wang will be here soon." He was holding on to Zhang Zhao's sports bag in vain, as if he was confident that as long as he grabbed him, this man would not be so bad, "I'll come out at night One version is, don't do this, don't do it for me..."

He turned around, not daring to finish, afraid that Zhang Zhao might not be all for himself.

"For you, can I not be in a hurry!" Zhang Zhao still wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't hold back, and he could sacrifice his life in the next second, "You finally got out, what if you delay it for another night?"

Su Xiaoyuan was startled, and it was really for himself: "I'll go out for self-study tonight."

"Can you do it alone?" Zhang Zhao asked decisively, his hair was pulled back with a sporty metal headband, and everyone looked at him in unison.

"If you don't want to train, you can go out with me." Su Xiaoyuan hated and was afraid of violence. Before the age of 6, he often saw his drunk father beat his mother. Hide the crying Xiaoyun behind you.

Now he uses half of his body to block Zhang Zhao's way out, the ferocity of his biological father's domestic violence is still vivid in his memory, trembling and aggressive: "You go out to fight, I'm angry!"

It's enough for the play to be here, no matter how easy it is. "...Really?" Zhang Zhao stopped immediately, and got into a fight with Su Xiaoyuan angrily, making him feel needed, "Then... since you have spoken, it will work."

Lao Wang came in at this time, took a large settable, and tapped on the blackboard. "It's time for class, let's fight outside."

It was the first time that Zhang Zhao was needed by someone, and he was still a boy, so he felt inexplicable.He was pulled back to his seat by Su Xiaoyuan, the table was too dirty to look at. "It's definitely the two of them!" He stared at Zhu Jie who entered the room, "He didn't deal with me, and you were nice to me, so he..."

"Put the sports bag under my head, you have long legs." Su Xiaoyuan's slender arms were still pulling his sports bag.In the new class, someone wanted to fight for himself. He, a simple student who grew up in a top class, couldn't stand this, and his eyes were grateful. "I'll just go out again at night, don't be so angry..."

"I have such a big temper?" Zhang Zhao thought to himself, "Just feel it, no matter how angry I am, I still haven't done anything. Do you think it's easy to get angry?"

"Yeah, don't do it." Su Xiaoyuan's former classmates were not like this. They were all competitors on the way to school. They even hid their tutoring questions and refused to borrow their notes.Suddenly being pampered by a passionate boy like Zhang Zhao, he was a little happy and awkward.

In Zhang Zhao's eyes, the deskmate was foaming again, and he was very refreshing: "Okay, I won't do anything, let's go to class first."

In this math class, Su Xiaoyuan was distracted.

Lao Wang was talking about those two sets of simple papers, so he didn't need to listen at all.But Zhang Zhao was listening, scratching a few strokes on the paper from time to time, very serious.

When it was time to talk about the big topic, he could clearly see that Zhang Zhao couldn't understand. He frantically flipped through his notes for a while, and couldn't find the drawing tools for a while. .He is younger than himself, 13 months younger, but I really can't tell, he is higher than Xiaoyun.

Most importantly, he didn't eat cold noodles.Did you not have breakfast?

Zhang Zhao was so annoyed by the topic that he suddenly felt a little sweet around him.Xiaobai's fist came over again, refreshingly holding a handful of peanuts for himself.

"It's okay if you don't understand. I will. I'll explain it to you after class." Su Xiaoyuan has never been short of snacks, "I bought them from the commissary yesterday, grandma's peanuts."

"This...is for me?" Zhang Zhao really didn't expect that the skins were all peeled off, like little fat white ones, obediently waiting for him to take it, "Isn't it good?"

"Take it, take it as my thank you for protecting me." The blackboard newspaper was ruined. It was obvious that someone in the class hated him, and Zhang Zhao's heart was even more obvious. Su Xiaoyuan was afraid that he would not dare to accept it, "This is nuts, Athletes can eat it too."

Really right, Zhang Zhao's mouth-watering snacks are nuts.But no one has peeled it for him yet, there is a kind of sensual intimacy.

"Thank you." Zhang Zhao took it from him like a handful of gold.He ate it all in less than ten seconds, and there were a few beeps in his ear, it was crispy. He turned his head and saw Su Xiaoyuan gently peeling the next handful.

He told him to peel off the lotus root pink peanut skin, and it stuck to his fingers, and he flicked it off.A heart bond was placed in the clean table bucket, and they were thrown into the garbage bag together.

"Here, you want to eat, and there are more." Su Xiaoyuan scooped up another small handful, his movements light as a crane.The weight was like a Mount Everest, making Zhang Zhao short of breath.

For the rest of the class, it was Zhang Zhao's turn to be distracted.

When it was evening self-study, Su Xiao didn't have time to redraw, so he just neatly wrote "List of Teachers" on the blackboard.Before leaving, Zhang Zhao locked the door and pushed it hard, never before.It seems that he really became the responsible squad leader, shouldering the heavy responsibility of locking the door, locking it inside for a summer, and keeping a secret.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Zhu Jie & Xue Ye: Who the hell wiped your newspaper!