Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

Jiangcheng has entered the rainy season, and the light rain has been falling intermittently for nearly a month. The air is stuffy and humid, and my arms become extra sticky after going out.

After finally catching up with the sunny day on Sunday, Zhang Jing put on sunscreen, changed into a set of sportswear and slipped away with a basketball in his arms.Jian Min was away on business for more than a week, and he was alone at home. Last night, he made a video call with his brother and was stared at after finishing his homework. Today, he had nothing to do, and asked Deng Zixuan to play basketball.

Worried about not enough people, he called Wei Wu, Deng Zixuan also brought two younger brothers over, Xueba was also coming, and just gathered six people to prepare for a 3v3 basketball game.

Zhang Jing brought Wei Wu and a younger brother to face the three of Deng Zixuan, who were all tall like electric poles. They were guarded to death, and Wei Wu was so exhausted that he was out of breath: "I can't play anymore, I'm so hot."

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. They stopped halfway through the fight. The six of them had different postures. Deng Zixuan wanted to take off his jersey, but Xu Weihuan pulled it off when he just took off half of it. He yelled angrily, "What are you doing? What good."

"Protecting the appearance of the school is my unshirkable responsibility." After Xu Weihuan finished speaking, he went to get the bag thrown on the sidelines, took out an electric small wind from it, and threw him a bottle of mineral water.

As a result, Deng Zixuan got a small fan, and ran up to Zhang Jing to blow it on him, "Is Jing Bao hot? Go under the shade of a tree, so you don't get a rash."

Zhang Jing glanced at Xu Weihuan behind him, and the other party looked at them with a smirk, and it seemed that he was growing up and was about to beat Deng Zixuan. In order to prevent his brother from being beaten, he hurriedly said: "No, you blow it yourself. I'll go to the side for a rest."

Deng Zixuan had no choice but to brag to himself, completely ignoring the people behind him.Xu Weihuan laughed angrily, "Why don't you brag to me?" If he didn't speak, the idiot would never think of him.

"Damn it, I forgot." Deng Zixuan hurriedly put mineral water on Xu Weihuan's face, then blew on him with a small fan, and asked him with a smile, "Are you happy?"

Xu Weihuan's anger was wiped out by his silly smile.

Sitting on the ground mightily, he propped himself up with his hands on the ground, "Brother Jing, there was a problem with the team's division just now. I am the tallest in our team, shorter than the shortest in their team."

Zhang Jing reached into his jersey and wiped the sweat off his belly. He was very dissatisfied with his statement: "Why are you the tallest in our team, and I am the one?"

"Brother Jing, do you want to lose face? I'm 181."

Zhang Jing: "How can you have 181? You falsely reported two centimeters. I just measured it last week. I am 180. With sneakers, I am at least 185." He is the one who falsely reported two centimeters. Last week's test was 178, and it is expected to break through 1.8 meters.

"I still don't believe it," Wei Wu stood up, "Bibi, come to Bibi."

He stood in front of Zhang Jing, who had just reached the bridge of his nose, "Let's see, are you shorter than me?"

"No, no, no, no, isn't it different?" The others were serious, insisting that Zhang Jing was as tall as Wei Wu, and jokingly pushed Wei Wu, "What do you mean? Dare to laugh at me, Brother Jing, brother Jing has 188 legs. Is it? Besides, my brother Jing should be angry, and if he is angry, he will beat him to death with his fist, believe it or not?"

"Yes, Brother Jing, don't believe him. You have grown taller recently, and you look at 180." After finishing speaking, the man ran over to pick the mighty back, "Do you want to be beaten? Don't bully Brother Jing."

Zhang Jing has always been the favorite of the group, and everyone coaxed him to come here. This time he met a traitor, so he decisively went up and "beat him up" until he changed his mind.

"Don't! You... Fuck! Pay attention to the school spirit, you guys." Wei Wu was pushed to the ground and bullied severely, he protected his crotch, and begged for mercy repeatedly, "Fuck, I was wrong!"

Xu Weihuan sat on the basketball, Deng Zixuan sat on his lap, and the two of them watched the play with the electric fan blowing on them.

Zhang Jing didn't even look at their straight men, hugging them in such a decent way, he scolded: "Are you two human? Add up to several hundred catties, my basketball is about to explode."

Deng Zixuan heard that he was going to get up, but was pulled back by Xu Weihuan, "It's okay, I'll buy him a new one if it blows up."

"Pay the best." Deng Zixuan insisted that if he could trick outsiders to subsidize "family members", he would cheat.

Xu Weihuan: "Sure, he is the best."

Deng Zixuan: "..."

A group of people laughed and laughed for a long time, and when they had enough rest, they went to a nearby restaurant to order a few dishes of stir-fry, and then went to an Internet cafe to have fun until three or four o'clock.

There was evening self-study at night, Zhang Jing was sweating all over, and he ran away before going home to take a shower, and saw Jian Min pouring water in the dining room as soon as he got home.

"Brother!" Zhang Jing was so happy, he dropped the basketball and ran over to jump on his back, acting like a baby, "When did you come back?"

Jian Min carried the Zhang Jing hanging on his back, and went to the living room with a water glass, "I came back this afternoon. Playing basketball? It's so hot and still walking outside, don't get sunburned."

"I've put on sunscreen." Zhang Jing jumped down and patted his clothes embarrassingly, "It's all sweat, so I won't hug you."

Jian Min didn't dislike him either. He stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck and felt the sweat in his hand, "Why are you sweating so much?" The boy is not a sweaty physique, so he must be too hot to sweat so much. He said to help Zhang Jing took off his jersey and wiped his sweat with a paper towel, "Why don't you wipe it with a wet paper towel." Sweating for a long time will also make the teenager develop a rash.

"I didn't drink any cold drink." Zhang Jing let him wipe his body and asked him for credit, "They drank beer at noon, and I didn't drink it either."

"Well, dear Jingjing, go take a shower."

Zhang Jing jumped on top of him and wrapped his legs around his waist, "You carry me." He hadn't seen his brother for more than a week, and he was thinking hard, thinking that he would have to go to class later. He was unhappy.

After taking a shower, he climbed up on the bed and lay down in a white T-shirt and black shorts, "Brother, look at me, isn't my face very red?"

Jian Min was soaked in sweat by him and took a shower. He was wiping his hair when he heard this and touched his forehead: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

Zhang Jing said weakly: "I have chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness and dark eyes, am I suffering from heat stroke?"

Jian Min knew that he was pretending again when he looked like a showman. The boy would not say anything if something happened. Last time, he had a stomachache and held his stomach shaking for a long time without saying a word. When he found something wrong, he immediately turned on the light to know that his stomach hurts. .

"Really? Then I'll take a leave of absence for you." Jian Min followed his will.

Zhang Jingwenyan's eyes lit up, and he said hypocritically: "That's not good, it's just heatstroke, and the studies are so heavy, taking a day off is to distance yourself from others, I can't ask..." He said After making a retching movement, he continued, "Needing to vomit... Forget it, or I will forcefully ask for an evening self-study. I am not in a good state. I am afraid that I will faint in class and delay everyone's study." .”

Seeing that he had arranged things clearly for him, Jian Min couldn't bear to expose him.

"Brother, your hands are really cold." Zhang Jing held his hand and pulled it up to his stomach, "It's hot here, touch it."

The boy's belly was bulging, and Jian Min asked, "What did you have for lunch?"

"He Zixuan and the others ate stir-fried vegetables. Let's play basketball together in the morning." Zhang Jing got excited as soon as he mentioned this, bragging to Jian Min how good he was at playing basketball in the morning.Of course he is really good, but the opponent is even more powerful, rubbing their team on the ground, but these are trivial and insignificant things to Zhang Jing, he mainly brags about his own skills Well, those can be omitted.

"Really? Which team won?"

Zhang Jing pretended to say: "Winning or losing is not the point, but the process of playing basketball is important."

Jian Min pointed out the facts mercilessly: "You lost." He found that he was getting more and more vicious, and he liked to see the boy's angry appearance.

Zhang Jing sat up and stared at him, and said angrily, "Who said you lost! It's not a loss if you haven't finished the game, and the game that is abandoned halfway doesn't deserve to win or lose."

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jing immediately lay down on his shoulder and pretended to be weak: "It's uncomfortable, I want to vomit." After finishing speaking, he made a nauseous gesture, "It was a flashback just now, hey... my head started to hurt again, and my limbs were weak. Where is my mobile phone? I gave The teacher in charge called and asked for leave." Afraid that Jian Min would repent, he immediately turned around to reach for the mobile phone on the table, and he seemed not to be too energetic.

Jian Min grabbed his ankle and dragged him back, Zhang Jing almost reached the phone, he ran forward with all his strength, and still coaxed Jian Min: "Brother, don't make trouble, you will make me vomit again! I'm asking for leave, don't drag me, the sheets are going to be crumpled..."

Zhang Jing lay flat and was dragged back by Jian Min, with two long white legs, one was drooping beside the bed, the other was pressing Jian Min's leg.After Jian Min made a fuss, he couldn't help giggling. After laughing for a long time, he suddenly looked at Jian Min with a straight face, imitating Jian Min's tone of speech: "Okay brother, don't make trouble, be obedient."

Jian Min went out for a week, he was busy from morning to night, he hurried back without having time to rest, but he missed it, he thought he could only see the boy at night, but fortunately he came back.Now playing with the boy on the bed for a while, the fatigue and sleepiness disappeared, just looking at the boy made him feel satisfied.

He played with the boy's feet, pinched his white and tender toes with his fingers, and asked, "Is this how I usually talk?"

Zhang Jing raised his foot to symbolically hide from his hand, then continued with a straight face: "Little Jane, don't make trouble." He stroked the tiger's beard with confidence.

Jian Min laughed angrily, "What did you call me?"

"Call me brother." Zhang Jing was very quick. He leaned over and sat across Jian Min's arms. His shorts had just covered his thighs, and his two slender thighs were tightly wrapped around Jian Min's waist. He began to coax people again, "Brother I miss you so much, I can't sleep at night without you, and I can't eat well."

Jian Min helped him tidy up his clothes, but he didn't expose the little liar's lies. That night, the video was played halfway, and the boy fell asleep. When he was not there, the boy fell asleep on his side, and rolled all over the bed when he fell asleep.As for "not eating well"... Auntie called him two days ago and happily reported to him that the young master's appetite has improved recently, and there are two bowls of rice at noon.

After he left, Zhang Jing begged his aunt to cook meat. Auntie liked Zhang Jing very much. One day, she secretly made him a roast leg of lamb. As for the sauce, I also promised that I would never tell President Jian.

"Thinking of what you think, I'm already suffering from heat stroke." Zhang Jing just didn't want to go to study at night. "I've worked really hard this semester. If I don't go for a day, I won't miss my homework. Please, I miss my brother." He said stretching She licked Jian Min's ear with her wet tongue, and called him softly, "Brother..."

If bitter tricks don't work, just change to a pretty man.

However, Jian Min refused, took advantage of it, and waited until 05:30 for Zhang Jing to change clothes and go to eat.Zhang Jing thought he had gotten away with it, but after eating, Jian Min took his schoolbag from upstairs and wanted to drive him to school.

Zhang Jing was so angry that he threw his schoolbag far away, stood on the sofa and glared at Jian Min, threatening to run away from home, even if Jian Min missed him, he would not come back.

Jian Min picked up his schoolbag, stood at the door and said, "Go to two classes, take a leave of absence from the third class and come back to do homework."

"Then why do you still have to go!" Zhang Jing frowned, "What's the difference between those two classes?"

"Today is your head teacher's evening self-study, he wants a quiz." Jian Min has already summed up the rules, Zhang Jing's head teacher likes to take the test every two weeks. "Hey, I'll pick you up after the exam."

Zhang Jing reluctantly jumped off the sofa, took the schoolbag in Jian Min's hand, and apologized to Jian Min, "Brother, I'm sorry, I don't need you to send it, I will go by myself, you go to rest, I will go to school. "

"I send you."

"No," Zhang Jing shook his head, "You're tired, I'll come back by myself later, I don't need you to see me off, as long as you're at home." Before he went out, he kissed Jian Min and said listlessly, "Little Jane, stay at home obediently When I come back, Jingjing will go to school and earn money to support you in the future."

Jian Min: "... let's go."

The author has something to say: Pipi Jing does not want to go to school every day.

Chen Zhu: Mr. Jian, I think your child's dizziness and vomiting are mostly fake, just give him a good beating.

Irresponsible little theater, after a long time, Pipi Jing and Mr. Jian played teacher-student play.Zhang Jing was worried about the fact that Mr. Jian forced him to go to school. He insisted on becoming a teacher. He was going to let Mr. Jian have a taste of the pain of going to school. He also bought a high-level math test paper to test Mr. Jian, but the idea was wonderful. ,The reality is very cruel.

Mr. Zhang was pressed on the bed by Mr. Jian...crying out of breath, Mr. Jian held the test paper and said solemnly, "Teacher, I don't know how to do this question. Can you tell me how to do it?"

Teacher Zhang was crying while solving calculus...

After waking up the next day, he was so angry that he threw the test paper into the trash can, and threatened to never play pretend games with Mr. Jian again. He never took advantage of every game he played!