make you angry, a little happy

As soon as he pursed his lips, Zhang Zhao saw two incredible dimples, shallow and filled with sweet water.The tables of the two were close to each other, and he wanted to sleep facing the left side, but he couldn't sleep after a while.

"What are you doing?" The desk on the right kept moving, bang and bang, and the instigator was still working there without stopping, which annoyed Zhang Zhao, "I'm asking you a question, can I still attend class honestly? "

Su Xiaoyuan wiped the table seriously, his right hand stopped in mid-air, he didn't know what to do.For some reason, he suddenly remembered his former deskmate, that good student named Ji Chongyang.Sitting upright, you can always surpass yourself in grades, and your school uniform will always have the smell of softener.Will clean the table for myself, and remind the head teacher to hang around the back door when I am lazy and deserted.

Never make loud noises, and don't think you move too much.

"I...will we lose points for talking in class?" Su Xiaoyuan is not good at talking during class time.In the past, how dare you whisper to each other, the class teacher is always elusive, but the current environment is like the vegetable market has just opened.

Zhang Zhao couldn't understand the students in Class 1, and the one around him couldn't bear it even more. "Deduction of points? Let me ask you, can you still attend class honestly without moving? Do you have epilepsy?"

"You're talking nonsense. I'm cleaning the desk. It's dirty. If you don't believe me, take a look..." Su Xiaoyuan was so thin-skinned that he could feel ashamed after being taught a word. He touched it directly, and his fingers were all black. "It's all dust."

"What's the matter with ashes, who doesn't have it in the table bucket? Isn't this just the beginning of school?" Zhang Zhao has always been surrounded by young men who are resistant to beatings. It was the first time he met Su Xiaoyuan, and he had a bad intention of cheating and abducting.

He put on an expression of blaming you, and his gentle attitude seemed easy to touch: "Then you wipe it lightly, and I will catch up on sleep."

Su Xiaoyuan was unaccompanied in class 9, and he thought Zhang Zhao was really friendly, and asked inexperiencedly, "Then do you want wet tissues? I brought a big bag..." He glanced at the schoolbag, very generous Yes, take out the boldness of trying to make new friends, "Whatever you do."

Four white fingertips, stained with dust, complained that their owners shouldn't be sitting in this dirty classroom.Zhang Zhao hooked the leg of the table with his ankle, and with a vigorous action, he directly showed the empty table bucket to him.

"What do you think?" The man was a little interesting, Zhang Zhao pretended to be kind and smiled like a small animal.

Empty, not a single book.Su Xiaoyuan couldn't understand, his eyelashes and fingers trembled a few times, and he continued to try to make new friends: "Then where do you put your usual class books...?"

"Me? Book?" Zhang Zhao slammed the table over again and pointed to the bag under the table. His thin sports jacket wrinkled with his movements, revealing a piece of freshly dried sweat stains.

"Yeah, where are your books?" Su Xiaoyuan wiped his fingers, took out a new plastic bag from his bag, and tied a garbage bag to the table leg.

Zhang Zhao was baffled by this operation. He couldn't stand his particularity. Girls are so clean. What does he pay attention to as a boy?If this is a rookie in the team, Zhang Zhao can bully him to the point where he doesn't even practice.

"It's under your feet. Don't step on my bag. If it's dirty, wipe it for me." It's no good, the hypocrisy is halfway through, and it fails.

Because of his health, Su Xiaoyuan is very sensitive to other people's attitudes, he can feel that Zhang Zhao is not easy to get along with, and he doesn't know anyone at work, so there is no objection at the moment, but he just carefully moved the sports bag to the side .

This drop is about 1 cm.The movements cannot be said to be light, but shallow.Light is used to describe strength, and shallow is used to describe the range of motion.He had to move, otherwise his right leg was so stiff all morning, he would not be able to stand up at noon.

In addition to being beautiful, shallow movements are Zhang Zhao's second impression of Su Xiaoyuan.The third impression is that he is in a hurry when he moves, he looks like a dancer, but he is really uncoordinated, he seems to fall when he bends down to pick up a book.

"Hey, do you need help?" Zhang Zhao remembered Lao Han's words that if anything happened to Su Xiaoyuan, he would be out of luck.

"I won't step on your bag." Su Xiaoyuan finished moving. He knew that some people dislike having their things touched by others, so he thought Zhang Zhao blamed him. disturb me?"

He has a rather rigid personality, so don't bother me when you come up, as if you foresee that Zhang Zhao will definitely bother you.

"I don't bother you, are you still going to listen to the class seriously?" Zhang Zhao looked at him with a crooked face, finding new fun.

The neck is so thin and the hair is so soft, as if people are welcome to come to rua at any time, especially Japanese.Zhang Zhao stared at him with a smile, but he was thinking hard about how to fix him.He also saw a lot of soap bubbles rising from the brand-new school uniform stitches on Su Xiaoyuan's body.

It smells like soap locust, and it will break when you poke it.There was a bang when it broke, and all the broken water droplets hit Zhang Zhao's fully developed Adam's apple, and sprinkled under his sweaty ears.

"Well, I have to listen to the class well... I haven't taken a cram school this summer, and I don't know the progress of your courses. I'm afraid my grades will drop." Su Xiaoyuan said furtively, as if not having a cram school is a flaw that can't be held up.This was the first time he smiled at Zhang Zhao, and in a discussing tone.

But Zhang Zhao could tell that he didn't smile because he was really happy, but because he wanted to gain a good impression.This person is smart, in a new environment, no one wants to see him, the sooner you get to know the core people, the more you can integrate into the group, and he will not suffer from being familiar with yourself.

You took the initiative to pick me up, don't regret it.

"Okay, I will definitely not disturb you, I will sleep. Take your class well, if someone disturbs you, call me, Brother Zhao will teach you a lesson." Zhang Zhao pretended to help him move the table.Lao Wang came in with a box of white chalk. He knocked on the blackboard a few times to indicate that he was ready for class, and those who were going to sleep could lie down.

Han Wen's words didn't interfere with his teaching progress, transfer students with good grades?He doesn't even look at it.

"Thank you, I won't bother you to sleep." Su Xiaoyuan was the only one who seriously opened the pencil case.A mint green pencil case, Zhang Zhao didn't want others to see him peeping, but he still peeked into it desperately.Like a clumsy gym student standing outside the dance classroom, peeking at the toes of the ugly ducklings who are about to turn into white swans.

Not only peeking, but also naively counting the pens inside.Awesome, roughly 20 pieces are definitely available, red, blue and black, and fluorescent markers.Fuck, this is not a fucking white swan, this is simply a little crane with soap bubbles, quietly landed in the pile of poor students with chicken feathers in this place.

Zhang Zhao peeped carelessly.The fingers are very white, and the palm is very thin, so the two calluses on the middle finger and the little finger are particularly obvious, and the red ones are rubbed out.He wears a belt watch on his right hand, and the snow-blue strap wraps around his thin wrist.

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it, the boy has a snow-blue color, and Brother Zhao has goose bumps all over his body.

"Now, everyone, turn to page 17 of the exercise book B!" Old Wang shouted from the top, but there were very few people flipping through the books below. Zhang Zhao was bored, so he put on headphones to listen to music, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the headphones today. There are always auditory hallucinations in it, and it is all the sound of rustling writing.

The sound is also very shallow, rubbing his ear canal and cochlea indiscriminately, and it is still a surround sound effect.

Dry!How fucking evil!Zhang Zhao took a look at Changzi and He An, they spread out their books, doing their own thing.One put plaster on his arm, and the other sent WeChat.

Sometimes, Zhang Zhao always finds some incomprehensible phenomena in the world.For example, the sound of writing in his earphones, and another example, who the hell has a scheduled schedule in his head, and the whole morning is full of mathematics.

The first class was full of hallucinations filled with magic sounds, and he took notes in the second and third classes, and it was like Lao Wang chanting sutras.In the fourth quarter, he was so annoyed that he simply lay down on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

Lao Wang's teaching speed was too slow for Su Xiaoyuan, and he was making notes while working on the exercise book he brought back.Just as he was about to examine the next big question, a ball of paper flew over from an unknown direction and hit him hard on the temple.

It's not painful but it's not light, it's a firm ball of paper.

"Brother Zhao...Brother Zhao..." A buddy from Class 8 once opened the back door of the classroom, "Brother Zhao, hey, call him for help!"

Su Xiaoyuan glanced at Zhang Zhao, he was awake, but he just didn't want to talk to him.I didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, and I didn't know anyone, so I continued to examine the questions.

"Hey! Call him!" The person outside the door was anxious, "Poke him, and call him when he falls asleep!"

Su Xiaoyuan was completely helpless at the unscrupulous nonsense of the No. [-] middle school students, so he gently poked the left side with a pen. "Hey, someone called you."

"What the hell..." Zhang Zhao woke up a long time ago, his waist felt soft and soft as if someone had scratched it.Both Chang Zi and He An called out with fists. He had never enjoyed this kind of wake-up service. "It must be borrowing the ball again. My fucking basketball is not shared... Tell them I'm asleep."

After speaking, he turned to the left, leaving the end game to the same table.

Su Xiaoyuan never said useless words in class, let alone sitting in the third group, far away from the back door. "He...he said he was asleep, you go, go, we have classes here."

A few seconds later, a hard paper ball hit him on the head with precision. "Call him again! Ball! Borrow a ball!"

Su Xiaoyuan felt very uncomfortable. He changed to another school, and the disparity in treatment was sky-high.Paper balls came one after another, some hit the head and some hit the body.But more of it was in the head, and the people outside found it and smashed it.

"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me?" The two buddies outside also skipped the last 10 minutes of the fourth period, their voices were not loud but obviously anxious, "Call him!"

Su Xiaoyuan was in a dilemma, so he had to put down the ballpoint pen and touch Zhang Zhao's arm again.Just as he was about to speak this time, Zhang Zhao sat up straight first, stretched his waist, and then slammed his whole body on his left leg to reach for the sports bag that took up space.

"You!" Su Xiaoyuan hated others touching his legs the most, all the bullying just now disappeared, and pushed him violently as if someone had pulled his feathers, "You...what are you doing!"

Thin arms, but great strength, pushed Zhang Zhao's body sideways, and hit his head on the corner of the desk, making a lot of noise.

"What the hell..." Zhang Zhao bumped his forehead, and the track and field team was tearing his legs and shoulders together. No one was like Su Xiaoyuan, who felt as if he was being molested by himself, "You are sick!"

"This is also a sub-question... Later! What are you doing!" Old Wang was talking about the topic, but he knew what happened later, but he was too lazy to answer, and now he couldn't help it, "What's your name! What about you, The freshman next to Zhang Zhao!"

Su Xiaoyuan was so wronged that he didn't want to speak, so he stood up respectfully, and glanced at his deskmate: "Su Xiaoyuan."

"Su Xiaoyuan, right?" Lao Wang wrote down the name, "Why, you don't have to go to class after studying well? If you want to play ball, go with them through the back door! Don't delay others, at least there are still people in the room listening to lectures! Sit down! "

"I didn't." Su Xiaoyuan sat down again aggrieved, his face flushed extremely red.A top student who has never been criticized in the class is almost unable to stay in class 9.

Before he could sit still, his left calf was suddenly swept by someone, and his center of gravity was all on this leg, and his body immediately fell to the side.Fortunately, Zhang Zhao knew that he was following him, and raised an arm to prevent him from leaning on the table.

"Ah! You..." This time he behaved himself, his voice was very low, and he stared at his watery eyes, "You rascal!"

Zhang Zhao is very naive, if you hit me, I will fight back.What's more, it's so interesting to bully the freshmen, if you say a few more words to him, he will probably cry with his nose up. "I'm giving you a lesson. Don't mess around with Taite easily. We react quickly, and sometimes we will subconsciously fight back. If it really hurts you, you will suffer. Hold the ball."

After speaking, he forced the basketball in the sports bag to him.Su Xiaoyuan has never even been on a court, it's ridiculous to hold a big basketball with his petite appearance.

"Why are you giving it to me? I don't want it." He didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that the teacher would hear it again.

"Who told you it was for you." Zhang Zhao really wanted to pierce all the soap bubbles that came out of him, to see if his skin was made of soap. "Give it to them, throw it over."

The two buddies outside the door hid when Lao Wang was talking, and now they turned back. "Thank you Brother Zhao, treat you to cold noodles this afternoon!"

"Don't be cold-hearted, you guys can buy a ball! Occupy the ball rack and don't use mine all the time!" Zhang Zhao is very unique and domineering when using things. His sports cabinet never asks the coach to touch it, " Throw it away, or they will annoy you and affect your class."

Su Xiaoyuan, a good student who dare not even speak in class, will become a poor student who throws basketball in class in another school.The shame of being scolded just now has not faded from his face, he propped up his thin wrist, trying to return the ball to Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao gave him the wind at the table: "Throw it, you pushed me so hard just now, you must be good at playing."

"You! Feel in your heart, did I do it on purpose? I really don't know how to do it." It was almost begging, and Su Xiaoyuan would be ashamed to be criticized again, "Throw it away, I really don't know how to do it."

"If there's anything wrong with it, just throw it away, Lao Wang doesn't care." Zhang Zhao touched his arm lightly, and touched it. It must be Nanjing dialect, which sounds good. No, touch me again, Lao Han handed you over to me, can I harm you? If Lao Wang wants to accuse you, I will be criticized for you, and I will never let him accuse you of anything."

Su Xiaoyuan put the ball on his thighs, covering his knees, sitting with his legs together like a girl, with his legs crossed. "You should throw it away. I haven't played basketball before, and I haven't finished my questions yet."

"You can just throw it over there, they are so annoying, really, I can't go out. Otherwise Brother Zhao would have rushed out to beat them, did he even kill you with a paper ball?" Zhang Zhao had a ulterior motive. Teach him carefully, because of the push just now, very naively recorded hatred, "Does it hurt?"

Su Xiaoyuan looked at the paper balls all over the ground under his feet, and wanted to say that one was quite painful, and it hit the side of the eye. "It doesn't hurt, don't go out to fight, you're in class...it's not good."

Zhang Zhao pretended to listen, and nodded: "Okay, I won't do anything if you beg for mercy. Don't be afraid, use as much force as you can, throw it at the back door, and let's all work together."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't want to throw it, whispering in class was already his limit, how could he throw a basketball through the back door?He didn't know how bullying he was when he hesitated to speak, he turned around awkwardly, held the ball with both hands, tightened his shoulders, and threw it with all his strength as Zhang Zhao taught.

With a bang, the basketball missed the crack in the back door and hit the door panel.Although he has never played basketball, he is a boy after all, and he throws the ball with great strength.

A full-fledged basketball was thrown out, and then bounced back the same way, smashing Zhang Zhao's face in the face.

"Do it!" Zhang Zhao stroked his bangs and lowered his head in pain.

The movement was so loud that Lao Wang directly slapped the lesson plan on the desk: "You! That freshman! Stand up! Are you still in class? If you don't have class, let me out!"

Su Xiaoyuan had never been criticized in class, and twice in a row, except for his clenched fists, he couldn't exert any strength on his toes.But before he could stand up, a tall man stood up and blocked him, holding his nose.

"What are you doing, Mr. Wang, I can't afford to pay you for the ball I threw." Zhang Zhao pinched his nose and did it.

Su Xiaoyuan looked at him foolishly, he couldn't get off the stage for being criticized for such a thing, but...he really did it for himself.It's Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhao didn't play him, he really did it if he said he was criticized for himself.He's really tall, and his long legs stand up straight, which is scary, but he has a good heart, and he doesn't look so bad.

Zhang Zhao rubbed the bridge of his nose, and gave Su Xiaoyuan a reassuring look, but what he thought in his heart was that brother Zhao will fix you well in the future.

The author has something to say: This article will involve a large number of sports students' daily life, but because I am not a special person, it all comes from the information provided by my friends.Maybe not, just take a look at it casually!

Main CP: Zhang Zhao, Su Xiaoyuan (Hot-blooded childish attack, cute shou, 10cm height difference. Don't think that Zhang Zhao is too big, he has whatever personality Husky has, and bullies others with bluff.)

Deputy cp: Yang Guang, the third child (both appear in the takeaway article, the younger milk is the one who is the best, and the woman's big brother is accepted)

Hidden cp: don't say (this pair of he and be is to be determined, let's see everyone)

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