The vest is still solid today

"Mr. Du, I want to interview you." Feng Zhuolin handed over his self-criticism as a microphone, "You don't think it's very impolite to discuss restricted topics when there are minors in the dormitory matter?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the only minor in the dormitory. The "minor" had a vein popping up on his forehead and almost crushed the mouse.

Du Xu took a look at Yu Yu, and quickly drew his attention to himself, "The word 'restricted' is the best advertisement in itself—babe, are you right? How about facing an article with ten A short article about the Eight Bans or an essay, which one do you want to click on more?"

Feng Zhuolin subconsciously wanted to say "Eighteen Prohibitions", but the back of his head was stared at by the "minor" with cold eyes, and he was sweating, and his tongue turned to another way: "Prose."

"Prose!" Li Nan raised his hand firmly, followed by Zhuang He.

Du Xu pinned his last hope on Gao Qibin. Uncle Gao, who has always disdain to participate in such activities, chuckled and resolutely suppressed the prose, breaking Du Xu's dream of echoing everyone, "We are noble people, pure people, and moral people. People, people who are out of vulgar interests, people who are beneficial to the people—it’s not like you who are full of colored thoughts.”

"How can you do this?!" Du Xu covered his heart tremblingly, "If you have a sister-in-law, you don't want a big brother, right?"

Li Nan thoughtfully added the last straw that broke the camel's back: "Yes."

Maybe Du Xu's precarious appearance was so pitiful, even though he knew he was faking it, Yu Yu still waved to him, and Du Xu approached him suspiciously holding his broken heart.

Yu Yu tilted her head and touched his cheek with her lips, "Hey, go and finish the self-criticism, and I will read it on stage tomorrow."

The bedroom fell silent again.

Du Xu's face was dull, and it took a long while before he raised his hand to touch the place where he was kissed.

Li Nan applauded, and the crisp applause broke the silence, "Come on, school committee, give a voice to Marshal Du's physical activity!"

Zhuang He cooperated very well, stood up on the spot and groaned loudly: "Oops! It is the right atrium for storage, and the venous blood of the whole body is pumped from the pulmonary artery through the right ventricle. At this time, the pulmonary artery flows venous blood, which is transformed into Oxygen-rich arterial blood is sent from the pulmonary veins to the left atrium, and then pumped to various tissues and organs in the body through the aorta of the left ventricle!"

"...Are you bullying me for my poor grades?" Du Xu recovered from his excitement, suspecting that this was a premeditated, organized and targeted revenge.

Gao Qibin confessed: "Yes, but we are not targeting all your subjects, only your biology."

Du Xu picked up a stack of books and wanted to hit Gao Qibin on the head, but fortunately, Mr. Su Guan who arrived in time stopped the bloody disaster.

The dormitory manager of the male dormitory is surnamed Wang. He is an old man in his 60s and [-]s. He is relatively loose in management. As long as he does not use high-power electrical appliances in violation of regulations and cause safety hazards, whoever sleeps with someone in the dormitory, or who takes a girlfriend on weekends When he came back, he basically turned a blind eye to let him go, and was affectionately called "the old king next door" by his classmates.

If there was no "Old Wang next door", Du Xu would have been scolded by Yan Luo for changing dormitories in private.

"It's over, it's over!" Uncle Wang knocked on the door cheerfully, "What small group activities will continue tomorrow night, and there are still 10 minutes to turn off the lights!"

"The contrast between our uncle Wang and the aunt in charge of the women's dormitory over there is too stark." Feng Zhuolin, a well-known female friend of the ninth class, said with emotion before going out, "The little sister in the eighth class next door said, 'Your uncle is still your uncle. But your aunt is no longer your aunt'."

At the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, the six members of the "Ghostbusters" of Class Nine stood in a line on the rostrum, facing nearly a thousand teachers and students in the audience, and recited their own self-criticism. Director Luo asked to "speak louder".

"Didn't you yell loudly the day before yesterday?" Director Yan slapped his hands twice and roared, "Speak louder! Didn't you eat breakfast? It can't be because you are afraid of losing face? Do you still have face to lose?!"

After that, he pointed at Yu Yu again, and said angrily: "Don't think that you have any privileges because you are the first in the grade. It is useless to be the first in the city! Let me tell you, the petty temper of your top students is on my side. It doesn't work!"

Yu Yu: "..."

He felt a little wronged.

Isn't it just to look at you?

You have a stupid hair on the top of your head and don't let people see it?

Under Li Wei's frowning gaze, the squad leader and the school committee stumbled through the review with a sense of guilt, while Yu Yu's review time, place, person, cause, process and result were complete. The beginning, middle and end of the review book gave the teachers a very strong sense of sight.

When it was Gao Qibin's turn, Mr. Gao closed his eyes and let himself go to a few blank sheets of paper. He seemed to repeat the words "I was wrong" a thousand times. When he said it more than 100 times, he was hacked by Director Yan. The face was driven down, and Du Xu came up instead.

It's a pity that Yan Luo still doesn't know Du Xu as well as Wu Xiaoqiang, and he will know right away that this is the decision he regrets most in his life - none of them.

Du Xu had never set foot on the rostrum since the last Chinese National Championships, where he had exhausted the hatred of more than a dozen teams from other schools. At this moment, he looked nostalgicly at the ocher-red floor tiles under his feet, took a deep breath, Unfold your masterpiece.

"Respected teachers, dear students, hello everyone, I am Marshal Du, who is beautiful, flirtatious, cute, cute, flowers bloom, and cars have flat tires..."

After only hearing the beginning, Yu Yu suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late to cover Du Xu's mouth, so she could only step back a few steps away from him, so as not to be affected by the director's anger.

"On this sunny day, I want to conduct a deep review of my crimes. I shouldn't lead my classmates to pick the locks and visit the campus late at night, but please don't worry, Director Yan. I took a special look last night. The back door I can't pry the newly changed door locks, to be honest, many old locks in the old campus should have been changed long ago..."

Li Wei rubbed his forehead, feeling that if he didn't take this stinky boy to the teaching office today and get skinned off by the "Living Hades", he wouldn't be able to walk out of the teaching building completely.

Feng Zhuolin tremblingly ranked last, perhaps Du Xu, the "jewel", was in front, but Director Yan didn't criticize him much.

After queuing up to return to work, Li Nan sat on pins and needles next to Zheng Miao, for fear that the vice-squad leader would jump up and eat them because he lost the qualification to be selected as an "advanced class collective" this month.

——He can't be as detached from the outside world as "four in three".

But to his surprise, Zheng Miao didn't even look at them, just bowed his head and memorized the words.

After finally getting out of class, Li Nan called Tian Jinxin over and asked in a low voice about Zheng Miao's situation. He was lucky, and Tian Jinxin was indeed an insider.

Zheng Miao returned to the dormitory in the early morning of the day before yesterday, and happened to run into Tian Jinxin and Hao Jia, who went to the bathroom together at night. They couldn't hide their swollen peach-like eyes. Naturally, the only two classmates who were close to her knew about it.

"She felt that she couldn't fit into the group..." Tian Jinxin didn't have the habit of talking about her best friend's personal affairs in front of others, so she just sighed softly and didn't say much, "She had almost no friends in the first year of high school, but now she is willing to get close to her in the class She doesn't have many classmates."

Feng Zhuolin, who joined the fun, asked in surprise, "What's the big deal?"

He said that he could not understand the complicated heart of girls.

"It's right that you don't have a girlfriend." Li Nan gave him a contemptuous look, then secretly glanced at Zheng Miao's back, and whispered, "As long as Sanshui doesn't cling to discipline, I guarantee that she will be able to blend in in just one day." collective."

"But in fact, it's also thanks to the deputy squad leader's discipline." Zhuang He commented objectively and fairly, "We have been an advanced class group every month since the second year of high school—except this month."

"Don't mention the selection, after she gets over the embarrassment, she will probably swallow us up." Du Xu covered the mouths of the two of them from left to right, "For Sanshui's deputy squad leader, we pretend we don't know anything Just the best..."

The English teacher stood by the door for a long time, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he knocked on the door frame impatiently: "What are you all doing? The midterm exam is two days away, don't you know?!"

How could it be possible not to know that the bright red letters on the blackboard behind are still written there!

For all kinds of major exams and small exams, the biggest contradiction for the students is the contradiction between the knowledge required for the exam and the backward memory. This is irreconcilable and will follow them throughout their lives.

After living in the same dormitory with Yu Yu, Du Xu completely understood the meaning of the phrase "you have to work hard to look effortless". How persistent and moving is it to persist in painting under such circumstances?

Du Xu asked himself that he couldn't do it, and he even felt that he couldn't even finish his daily homework.

"Teacher Yu, I don't want to learn this..." Du Xu bit his pen holder depressed, "I want to learn something useful."

Teacher Yu gave him a look in his busy schedule: "What do you think is useful?"

Du Xu had an idea: "Of course it's to hone your skills! I think we can come up with some incentives. For example, if I get one question right, you'll give me a kiss, and if I get two questions right, you'll give me a kiss..."

Yu Yu silently took out an English-Chinese dictionary thicker than his head from the small bookshelf. As soon as Du Xu saw it, he remembered the punks who had been knocked unconscious by Yu Yu's brick, and hurriedly covered his head and looked back. Shrinking, "Baby! I just can't get in - I know you're underage!"

"Go and kneel down..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, Du Xu rushed over and pressed him on the chair, and kissed his lips jerky.

The shoulder blades hurt from the back of the chair, Yu Yu snorted, Du Xu felt his discomfort, stretched out his hand to support his back shoulder, carefully drew a circle between Yu Yu's lips with the tip of his tongue, and tentatively licked it. lick.

Yu Yu reached out and pinched the back of his neck, and whispered when the two of them parted their lips for a little breath: "It's uncomfortable here, go to bed."

Du Xu couldn't ask for more.

The slippers were thrown far away, but unfortunately their owner didn't have time to take care of them. The bed in the school dormitory was very narrow, less than one meter wide, so the bodies of two seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys would inevitably rub against each other. Kissing Yu Yu's side face and the corners of her mouth, inserting her fingers between Yu Yu's fingers, and pressing that slender white hand on the pillow.

"Honey, aren't you frigid?" Du Xu panted, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Yu Yu's side face, pressing against Yu Yu's lower abdomen with an indescribable part, "To be honest, I don't laugh at you."

"No." Yu Yu panted twice, and it landed in Du Xu's ear, which made his brother almost explode.

Du Xu stretched out his hand to hook the edge of Yu Yu's pajama pants with malicious intentions, trying to touch the wrong place, "So you reacted? I thought you were cold..."

Yu Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and bit his lip hard, leaving half a tooth mark, forcing him to shut up.

The boy's half-length black hair was scattered on the pillow, and a few strands of hair mischievously swept over the intertwined fingers of the two of them. The skin colors of the two were in sharp contrast. Yu Yu glanced at Du Xu's wheat-colored skin from the corner of his eyes, and his Adam's apple twitched. Moved, the fingers were slightly clasped inward, and the fingertips rubbed against the knuckles of Du Xu's fingers.

Du Xu's brain exploded with a "boom"——

It turns out that those who say the eighteen bans every day are all brats with no hair. A real old driver should be invisible, with connotations but not obvious.

As expected of the wife of "Northern Darkness Youyu" who has been professionally engaged in the 24-month Tanmei ban for [-] months, she sawed open the case of the stuffy gourd, and there was a lot of bad water inside.

"What's the matter with the frigidity you said just now?" Yu Yu looked up at him with a half-smile, her black and white eyes were filled with moisture, and her thick eyelashes were wet.

Du Xu lowered his head and pressed against his ear, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "It's okay, even if you are really frigid, your boyfriend can cure you."

The author has something to say: Du Xu: I specialize in treating my boyfriend's frigidity, and I have been specializing in branding for 18 years.

[Thank you, Miss Ming Ruoxi, for your mine, huh! 】