The moon is full of flowers

The principal continued to stroll around for two days. Lu Shenyan actually knew that someone had come to his door, but he didn't want to say anything, because his special blood type was related to family affairs, and he didn't want to say more.Unexpectedly, Dapeng, who was close to him, couldn't see it, so he even revealed the matter during the class break.

After the class meeting that day, Minglang helped the teacher arrange next week's activities as usual. Next week, a middle school from New Zealand will come to communicate. Without sports, Mingming knew Lu Shenyan's identity as the main force of the team, so he called Lu Shenyan's name, arranged for him to have a friendly match with the basketball team's classmates and the visiting school, and specifically said, Just be sure not to lose too badly.

Dapeng just stood up to say something, but was suppressed by Lu Shenyan's eyes.Lu Shenyan actually didn't play for the past two days. He sprained his wrist while playing on the weekend, and his hand is still swollen.Lu Shenyan immediately signaled Dapeng not to speak.

After class was over, Minglang gave instructions one by one, and rarely walked half the class to Lu's interrogation desk, "The ball game will probably be scheduled for next Tuesday afternoon, hurry up and practice, don't lose the chain, and lose the school people. "

Before Lu Shenyan could speak, Dapeng couldn't help it when he heard it, "Why did you lose the school? Monitor, you can't speak so harshly, Lu Zi did a good deed without leaving his name and was recorded as late Why is it embarrassing." Lu Shenyan hurried up to stop Dapeng, "Stop."

"Lu Zi, if you can bear it, I can't bear it. If you do anything, you will lose the school. Last time, people came to thank you, and you didn't make a sound." Dapeng turned around and said to the class: "Let me tell you something, the Rh-negative blood that the whole school found last time to save people is Lu Zi, and Lu Zi was late because of this that day, and was decried." , "By the way, Lu Zi's hand is still hurting, so how the hell can I save performance for you guys?!"

For a while, there was a stir in the class, Lu Shenyan was that person, I didn't see that he was so upright, why didn't he turn himself in, maybe the principal would give him a huge reward.

Minglang didn't get angry when he heard it, his face was red and white, it really was him, it really was that day, why didn't he squeak when his wrist was injured, and made it so high-spirited.Minglang walked over and took his hand to see that it was indeed swollen, and there were several rounds of bandages wrapped around his hand.

Lu Shenyan sat there with an expression of being struck by lightning for a moment, isn't it, what are you going to do, are you going to stung me or something, and I heard the ice pick face say: "You hurt your hand, why don't you say anything?"

Lu Shenyan tasted the meaning of this sentence, as if he didn't hate himself any more, it took him a long time before he said generously, "It's okay." He quickly let go of his hand.

"What can you do?"

"I—" What am I supposed to do, you didn't arrange this for me, forget it, let's not talk about it, it's my fault to say it again, maybe I can find it somewhere to make up for it.

Minglang didn't speak, went out for a while, came back before English class, entered the door and gave Lu Shenyan a look, and said, "The basketball game is cancelled, you can rest."

What? !Did you hear me right, Icicle Face, who always hated me, turned down this glorious event!

Minglang didn't know what happened just now. I seemed to be too harsh on him all the time. Since he entered the class, the cumulative behavior towards him seemed to be too bad. I just ignored his good intentions a few times. I don't know why Caused trouble, did something bad to people, and my conscience was condemned a lot.Another villain in my mind jumped out just now: "Young man, I advise you to be kind."

Later, Lu Shenyan was still commended by the school. Not only was he verbally praised by the principal, but he was also given a reward.Lu Shenyan didn't want to say anything, but in the end he was invited by those buddies.When going to school the next day, Lu Shenyan didn't forget to put a row of Yakult on Minglang's desk.

That day, Minglang picked up Yakult, and saw a note under it—"Thank you, Teacher Ming". Holding the note, Minglang felt a little indescribable feeling in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled imperceptibly. Then I reviewed the above words: I didn’t write the period, how did the Chinese teacher teach it, bad review!

Bad reviews belong to bad reviews. Since then, the relationship between the two seems to be showing signs of rejuvenation. Sometimes they meet on the road, and Mingming doesn't obviously have the intention of telling him to go away. "I really didn't smoke last time" "I'm not talking about you" and so on, secretly see if his side face still stretched into a line gave a little response, and then walked back together shoulder to shoulder. Home.

Minglang is not born so cold and cold, in fact, he is particularly envious of Lu Shenyan's affinity, how can this guy be so casual and mature.Later, Lu Shenyan discovered that a top student should be a slow-heating type. He looks cold to others, but in his heart he really wants to get close to others, but he doesn't know what to do. He deliberately does something to embarrass not only himself but also others, and he gives up after a long time.But this time he met Lu Shenyan who had the enthusiasm of a moth to a flame, and this moth naturally felt that the friendship between males was really not that particular.

Due to Minglang's nature that he doesn't know how to get close to others, after a period of see-saw running-in, under Lu Shenyan's shoulder-to-shoulder one day, Teacher Ming was completely subdued. After that, his pretending cold heart changed. It became a mess of seaweed, soft and tangled.

The two of them were chatting about "Warcraft" on the road that day, and when they discussed who was the strongest fighter in the World of Warcraft, they had a dispute. In the end, Lu Shenyan stretched out his arms without noticing and rubbed Minglang in his arms, " Okay, okay, you said that the strongest Grom is the strongest." After rubbing, he suddenly realized, did he dare to touch the tiger's head just now, and took a peek, and the tiger seemed to have no intention of beating himself on the spot except for a little red face. The meaning of going to the eighteenth level of hell, so I let it take its course and calmed down.

Lu Shenyan thought about it when he got home. Recently, the ice pick face has loosened a bit. Yesterday, he walked around the basketball court as if nothing happened, and secretly put a bag of water.Ming Xueba has become a little cute.

At that time, Lu Shenyan's body had already stretched out, he was tall and thin, half a head taller than Minglang, his facial features were already the outline of later, stiff and handsome, the corners of his mouth were always raised, his face was fearless, A head of black hair was stunned, and when it grew long, it drooped down randomly to cover the pair of beautiful eyes below.

After Minglang observed silently, he felt that his eyes were always filled with light, and when he walked, he flickered, as if the light was about to overflow.Especially at that time, Lu Shenyan always liked to take advantage of a little bit of height advantage to grab people's shoulders, push him into his not generous arms and rub him.When Minglang struggled out, he saw his eyes from one side, and felt that he saw the mottled sunlight shining through the dense leaves in summer, flickering, well, this guy is annoying, his eyes are really bright, and he is not nearsighted .

Even though there is sunshine hidden in the eyes, the bits of sunshine that are sprinkled down are not bright at all.Because since the two of them got rid of their previous suspicions, their relationship has undergone tremendous changes, from "Qinglang, let me copy my homework yesterday." , come to me in a while." "Minglang, call me tomorrow morning."...

The classmates around him didn't realize what they missed, but they were stunned by their regular behavior of getting together. Is this still the cold-faced school bully?Is this still the basketball trapeze who is incompatible with the ice-faced Xueba?

It's not that I don't understand, some people change their faces too quickly.

"Minglang, Minglang, Minglang..." Lu Shenyan became more and more proficient in shouting. While Minglang detested him, he didn't understand how he became so familiar with him. Lu Shenyan threw away thoughtfully. He said "It's destined", and left a back view for him to experience.

At that time, time always passed quickly, and the young heart was beating fiercely every day, which was fresh and interesting, and it was too late to look back. Yesterday was blurred, and only tomorrows could be seen.

At that time, Minglang usually only replied briefly to most of Lu Shenyan's unreasonable demands - "Get out", but Lu Shenyan is not a person who is easy to get out, especially after knowing the weakness of Teacher Ming, Lu Shenyan He just tortured him over and over again, and if it didn't work, he came up to him and hugged him. As soon as he came over, a gust of heat followed him, rubbing around like a big dog, Minglang tried to dodge a little bit, but he was slammed by him. Hold on, "Just this time, really, just this time, please, one row of Yakult, two rows? Three rows? No more."

Clear and speechless, which one of your eyes has seen me like Yakult, isn't that your favorite.Alas, Mr. Naihe Ming was completely subdued by him, and he couldn't stand his coquettish canine behavior. In the end, things that didn't touch the bottom line were eventually agreed to by him. , that proud.

Dapeng next to him shook his head when he saw it, thinking back then, who was the thorn in his side, now, who has become who's good friend.

As for the more and more frequent observation of the friendly smile on Xueba's face, which is hard to see in a century, the students couldn't help but make up a catchphrase - "Good gay friends hold hands and walk together for the rest of their lives".Minglang suppressed the urge to hit someone, and on the way back, Shenyan had already picked up the milk tea on his table and drank it as if nothing had happened, his beautiful eyes curved into a big arc, and he put on a worried expression that needed to be beaten: "Oh , who made you my Yulemei."

You Lemei is such a radish, she almost vomits blood.Later, even the mothers of the two families knew that the two were serious and good friends.

Therefore, Lu Shenyan often studied with Ming Xueba in a serious manner at the request of his mother. The beginning is always serious, the middle is mostly hands-on, and the ending is nothing more than "clear, I can't write anymore." Minglang, a lot of my brain cells have died again." "Minglang, your eyebrows are like the moon." After finishing speaking, he wanted to go over to blow someone's eyebrows and hair, and blew randomly, so Minglang had to get up and avoid him, this ancestor couldn't accompany him. He got up, and was pressed down on the seat by him with a smile.

There are times when this guy is quiet, and most of them are criticized by Ming Lang, and finally sat with his brows locked for a while, or fell asleep completely.Once, Minglang went home with him to do his homework. The man didn't sit for 2 minutes and turned around and went out. He didn't move for a long time. He went out to find him to see what he was waiting for.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait until the big white rabbit turns into milk."

What the hell?When he found out later, he peeled more than a dozen white rabbit milk candies and threw them into a cup, pinched some for them to melt, and finally came to a conclusion: Wangzai milk is better.Admiration, admiration, it is the level of friends in the kindergarten class.Minglang looked at him with disgust and said, "I think being with you lowers IQ."

The man drank the milk made by the white rabbit and replied: "Mr. Ming, besides IQ, there are many interesting things in life. Don't become a boring salted fish."

You are salted fish, and your whole family is salted fish.

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow.