make you angry, a little happy

Lao Wang is impatient with poor students. He can sleep, read novels, and play with his mobile phone, but he can't bear to play basketball. The moment his eyes widen, the bags under his eyes become more prominent: "Sit down! Su Xiaoyuan! Stand up!"

Su Xiaoyuan had a thin skin, standing up as if he was being tortured. "Teacher Wang, I..."

"What are you, you threw the ball, can I still be blind!" The old Wang got angry from it, and worked hard for four classes, with few people listening.But he didn't bother to say that he was either physically special or didn't care about grades at all.

"I..." Su Xiaoyuan didn't dare to explain, just a few words of criticism could beat him black and blue.

"You study well, right? Ah, study well. If you think my lectures are too slow, you won't listen to them? You just got together with those skippers in the first day. Do you still have classroom discipline in your eyes?" Old Wang The anger was brewing to the verge of eruption, and the class bell rang to save Su Xiaoyuan, "Okay, I won't say anything about you, so that Lao Han in your class won't ask me to show you... At noon, find someone in your class. The representative of the math class, come to my office to get the papers. Two sets of test papers will be analyzed in class the day after tomorrow." He finished the last minute firmly and walked away.Su Xiaoyuan sat back limply, as if someone had knocked his bones out.

I want to dig out the floor tiles with my own hands, dig a crack in the ground, drill in, and never look up again.

"Hey, are you okay?" Zhang Zhao had a sore nose, pretending to be concerned, but actually came over to watch the joke, "Oh, you'll be criticized, I really can't. Once you're born and you're familiar with it, brother Zhao will teach you how to fight when you have a chance. Basketball, okay?"

Su Xiaoyuan stared weakly: "You are talking nonsense."

Dry!You are talking nonsense and swearing at people like this, Brother Zhao said that he really can't take it anymore.

For Su Xiaoyuan, this ringtone was the end of criticism, but for Class 9, it was to remind everyone that it was time for lunch.The front stood up one after another, no one cared how who threw the basketball, why did they throw a basketball, it seemed that any farce in class 9 was normal.Even Zhang Zhao, who was scolded without pain or itching, ran away through the back door in a flash.

I have to say that he was a little happy to clean up the new students.

Class 9 was at the corner of the fourth floor. Zhang Zhao opened the window to take a breath. According to the usual practice, two people would appear behind him in less than ten seconds.

"Congratulations, you are the monitor." Tao Wenchang patted him, the voice was loud and strong enough.He knew exactly how Su Xiaoyuan was criticized, but he was as indifferent as Zhang Zhao. "I didn't expect that, brother Zhao, you still have a day to be an official, awesome! The new official has three fires, starting with the freshman?"

"Get out! I'm so annoying, you love to be you!" Zhang Zhao threw him off, "Where's He An?"

"He said he drank too much water, so go to the toilet to pee first." Tao Wenchang leaned against the wall, lowered his waist and touched his toes directly, stretching his thigh ligaments after sitting all morning. "He has a lot of training now, so he drinks a lot of water."

Of course Zhang Zhao knew that He An was throwing the shot put, which was when his body needed strength. "Don't mention it, there are cracks in his big breasts. It looks like he is gaining muscle rapidly. The chest pushes have passed the fuck. I will have to punish him in a while... After so long, he went to the second floor Did you go to the men's room?"

Tao Wenchang raised his toes and pressed his calf again: "That's not true. There's someone secretly smoking in the toilet on the fourth floor. The three of us don't. Sports life is life-threatening, second-hand smoke go away."

It's true, for the sake of that little precious lung capacity, the three of them don't smoke or drink.The two leaned against the window and waited for He An, their backs leaning against the edge of the window sill, their long legs stretched forward as if they were about to trip someone.

"Brother Zhao..." Tao Wenchang approached mysteriously, "Zhu Jie and Xue Ye, do you feel sick?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhao tilted his head back, his juvenile's protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, and he had already forgotten about the bullying, "Although I'm annoyed by them, I have to fight sooner or later, but It's really not to the point of being disgusting. Zhu Jie, the results of the whole Chaoyang can be ranked high, and if it is farther away, the city is fine. We can draw a tie in the peak period. It's just running and grabbing someone's arm. I'm so special Disgusting. Xue Ye... holding his brother Jie all the time, it's quite annoying."

Tao Wenchang's face, which is especially attractive to the little girl, leaned over mysteriously: "No, do you think they... are like that? I passed by the equipment room last time, and I saw Xue Ye, that idiot, kneeling on the mat ...I even gave Zhu Jie a massage, rubbing her legs..."

"What's so disgusting? When the three of us practiced and lived in the same room, you rubbed me and I rubbed you every day." Until now, Zhang Zhao can still think of the pain.Besides, the relationship between Ti Tesheng is very strong, and it can last a lifetime. After the hardship of the training camp, everyone returned to the dormitory as if they were useless, lying on each other, massaging each other, and stepping on each other's backs.

If you don't have old injuries on your body, it means you haven't practiced well.

"No, you didn't even look at Xue Ye's eyes. It's like he's getting wet... Zhu Jie didn't push him, just closed his eyes and enjoyed it. The uncle let him serve him like he was visiting a brothel. These two are together all day long. It's almost like living a life...it can't be that? Tsk, it's fucking disgusting to think about it."

"Ah? Let's just...let's go. That idiot Xue Ye is pretty good...anyway...well..." Zhang Zhao moved his shoulders unnaturally, as if he wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to do. explain.For a high school boy without a girlfriend, the mess in his head is more terrifying than a public toilet, let alone a girl like Zhang Zhao, who has never held her hand once, rubbing her legs, bubbling, uncle, brothel, waiter... It hit his second brain in the crotch, which was full of hormones, one after another.

He had to quickly change the subject: "Hey, why do you care what they are doing, as long as you don't mess with us, I won't make it difficult for Lao Han... Fuck, He An! Here it is!"

He An was so stupid, he even went to the classroom to find someone, and ran over in two big strides. "Brother Zhao, no one in our class is carrying the nutritious meals on the first floor. What's the matter, who in the class will go?"

"Go! I forgot about this!" Zhang Zhao was so worried that he wanted to run around downstairs. There was no life committee member in the class, so the hard work would definitely fall on himself, the bullshit monitor.The most terrible thing is that the nutritional meals for sports students are large, each of which is two servings, and one trip is 4 boxes.

Who said practicing sports doesn't cost money?This is all money, half of the results depend on perseverance to play games, and half depend on food and supplements.

"Let's go, let's go downstairs to get some food first!" Zhang Zhao said nothing, Lao Han appointed the monitor, he couldn't shirk his responsibility.If the students in his own class don't give face, the prestige of the head teacher may not be established. "But the three of us are not enough, He An, call two more people from the class!"

"Who is it?" He An couldn't figure it out, and looked at the two people looking at their mobile phones in the corner, "The deputy squad leader and his little follower?"

"You don't mention him, we are still good friends, if you mention him..." Zhang Zhao ran to the front door, ready to arrest some strong men.In the end, he caught sight of Su Xiaoyuan who was wiping the blackboard on the podium.

Thin, with elbows bent more beautifully than others, with a walking posture of stepping on tiptoes, standing out in front of the crowd.His slightly protruding shoulder blades were faintly exposed in the baggy school uniform jacket, which really looked like a dancer.The part at the back of the neck is long and thin and white, and the whole person is particularly sticky and soft.

Yes, sticky and soft, Zhang Zhao doesn't know how he thinks of this adjective that can't be reached, probably because Su Xiaoyuan always likes to hold on to things when standing, just like now, when cleaning a blackboard, he has to hold on to the blackboard slot. The fingers are clasped tightly.

The little crane delivered to your door, rua him!

"Hey, are you cleaning the blackboard? Are you tired?" Zhang Zhao walked over and asked.

Su Xiaoyuan actually felt sleepy before throwing the basketball. One reason was that he didn't sleep well last night.Secondly, the difficulty of Lao Wang's teaching is not too challenging. It is all about basic knowledge points. He is really rushing to give lectures.He was not even interested in taking notes.

Who knew that in the end, I would get unwarranted criticism, and now I am going to clean the blackboard and be energetic.What's more, no one in the class pays attention to me, sitting stupidly, it seems that I don't fit in with the group.

He was terrified of being isolated.

"Not tired, can the blackboard be wiped?" But Zhang Zhao's question frightened Su Xiaoyuan. He thought it was still in the old high school, and everyone was rushing to memorize the knowledge points, "If you haven't finished taking notes, I will finish them." , Can I borrow you to copy the line at noon? I don’t see anyone rubbing it, so..."

"No, no, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach it." Zhang Zhao couldn't stand him being smart, so he wanted to make him angry, "If you like working so much, you will be the life committee member of class 9 in the future. Come on, come with us Bring the food upstairs!"

"Ah?" Su Xiaoyuan was not very willing to do physical work, and his face was obviously evasive: "But I didn't order food..." But he still walked over with his right foot, every step was wider than others Be small.

"Express, bring it up and let's eat quickly." Zhang Zhao thought he was walking too slowly, and the soap bubbles were like grinding, what a small step, "By the way, there is one less math class representative in our class, you can be it, after eating Before you go to Lao Wang's office to get the paper... Wait, what did you just say!"

Su Xiaoyuan had just stepped down a step, leaning against the wall with his thin back, fearing that he might not be able to stand still: "Just now? What did I just say?"

"Damn it! You don't order meals at school, so you drink the fucking Northwest Wind at noon, right?" Zhang Zhao's voice was not loud, but he was tall, coupled with his physical habit of using hands, he directly treated Su Xiaoyuan as Chang Zi He An.

Say a word, but also with a push.But he never expected that Su Xiaoyuan would fall down two steps without pushing. Thanks to leaning against the wall, he could stand still.

"Mom..." Zhang Zhao convinced him, and he was also afraid. This time he pushed it down, and Lao Han didn't criticize himself. "How dare you not have roots under your feet, and you won't eat at noon?"

Su Xiaoyuan clung to the wall and fell down the stairs once when he was a child. This dangerous place was Bermuda to him. "My house is close, I'll go back to eat at noon... You have a strong hand, let's talk later... Can you not touch me."

"Oh, let's talk early." Zhang Zhao felt that he was inexplicably funny. It's none of his own business whether people order meals, "Then why don't you go? Wiping the blackboard is so addictive. It's good if you don't go, go down and join us Carry the meal."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't want to leave an impression of being too delicate, so he gritted his teeth and asked, "Which floor are you on?"

"On the first floor, the food delivery company doesn't care to carry it up." Needless to say, Zhang Zhao already felt that this person was hypocritical and squeamish, so he called Tao Wenchang and He An, "Let's go downstairs, take it later in class." The pot was fried."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't say anything, and followed them slowly.Leaning on the wall is to the left, obviously going against the direction of the crowd going up.He switched sides and leaned to the right, holding on to the banister of the stairs with every step.

The first three Ti Tesheng jumped down the steps recklessly, jumping 5 or 6 knots in one jump, his eyes were envious and envious, and his hands held tightly and tightly.

There were only four boxes left at the meal reception on the first floor. Zhang Zhao signed his name on the row 9 of the third year of the meal reception list, and directed them: "Changzi, you two carry one, and he and I carry the other."

Tao Wenchang and He An used to carry rice frequently, and they cooperated tacitly, and they disappeared after a few steps of lifting.Su Xiaoyuan squatted down slowly. He had never done this job before, and he didn't dare to use his legs directly, so he first used two fingers to hook the clasp on the outside of the lunch box, trying to test the weight.

I tried it, but I couldn't move it, it was very heavy.

"Don't try, let's lift it directly, you hold it steady! One, two, three!" Zhang Zhao also took a special look at his height. It's not super tall, but it's definitely enough. Just bend your knees a little. .

It is not appropriate to instruct others to do the work, and then let the coolies hang out. Zhang Zhao began to think about what he could chat with him.But I really had nothing to say to this little crane that exudes that I am weak all over my body, I can’t lift it with my hands, don’t come over, so I reluctantly asked: "You can carry it up and go home to eat quickly, home is not far away." Bar?"

Su Xiaoyuan followed his strides up the steps, pretending to be relaxed. "Well, my house is quite close, and I can get there without taking a bus for a while..."

All the strength was on his left leg. He was like a tightrope walker, not daring to be careless in the slightest. He tried his best to maintain his precarious sense of balance.

Zhang Zhao led him around a corner and went up the stairs backwards.Now he regrets it very much, Su Xiaoyuan obviously has a long height, he really has no strength.As soon as he got to the second floor, the little crane's shoulders shrugged, which showed that he didn't know how to use his lower body to exert strength.

The result is that most of the weight is on your side, which is almost the same as lifting by one person.

"Hold on, we're almost there." Zhang Zhao reminded him as nicely as possible, after all, Lao Han handed over the man to himself, "If you can't, just talk, I'll go upstairs and replace him... Fuck!"

It was too late and then it was too late, Su Xiaoyuan fell on the corner of the third floor, not to mention the sound, the lunch box was missing the lift at the bottom and instantly tilted sharply, and it was about to slide down at a speed of 50 meters sprint !

Zhang Zhao is stupid, he can only choose one to save people or save food.

The author has something to say: In fact, there is a bug here. Su Xiaoyuan did not go to school in Beijing, which means that he does not have the student status of the original household registration. found, tragedy)

Sports students are really...a group of guys with high hormones.Zhang Zhao hasn't gotten the hang of emotionally yet, and Xiao Yuan is more precocious.

Er Ha Zhang.Jing Ze: Do it!I, Zhang Zhao, can't stand his sissyness!I love snow blue!You can't lift it with your hands!Walk on tiptoe! ! !