Beyond The Outline

After taking a shower, Shao Zhan wiped his hair and knocked on the door to get homework.

Xu Sheng faced the smell of the unfamiliar shower gel that appeared on "self", and then thought of the conversation between the two of them just now, a little uncomfortable, he handed the A4 paper over: "The question is here."

Shao Zhan took it, and before he had time to open it, Xu Sheng pointed to the door and issued an order to evict the guests: "Remember to close the door when you go out."

Shao Zhan didn't say much, he clamped the stack of paper between his fingers and stopped when he walked to the door.

"Why do you need to close your eyes in the bath."

Shao Zhan said: "Are you shy?"

"..."

Xu Sheng stared at Shao Zhan's back, and it took him a long time to realize that he seemed to be molested.

The topic of taking a bath soon passed, because Shao Zhan got the homework paper and found another problem.

He took photos of Xu Sheng's homework, and Xu Sheng overestimated the dog by saying that it was a dog crawling.

-translate.

-What is written.

Xu Sheng smiled and "fucked". He didn't continue playing games for an unprecedented time, and he didn't want to play games anymore.

-I don’t write very well.

-Go to Baidu to find out what it means.

The two chatted like this. Xu Sheng went to take a bath midway, and the person opposite seemed to have stuck an eye in his bedroom. Not long after the bath, he sent another picture.

The topic continued like this.

Xu Sheng's hair was half dry. At first, he sat on the bed and sent a message, and lay down directly after his hair was completely dry.

-You contest students, won't you have to have meetings all the time.

-may.

-Can this broken meeting be turned upside down?

-You can try it if you want to die.

-It's a big deal to write a review. High schools that haven't written a review are incomplete. Your campus life is so boring. Anyway, you used to be a Nanping tyrant.

…

Shao Zhan's status as a former school tyrant is extremely energetic no matter what angle he thinks of.

After Xu Sheng sent out that sentence, he couldn't help thinking about what Shao Zhan was like at that time.

-When you were a school boss, did you wear school uniforms?

-Occasionally.

-occasionally?

-The director is too noisy, so I wear it every week on inspection days.

The topic changed from Shao Zhan's identity as a school tyrant, unknowingly, back to the studio.

The homework and test papers were stacked on hand, and Shao Zhan didn't touch it for the first time.

Instead, he let himself chat with Xu Sheng for a long time, and then he typed word by word: You painted very well.

You draw very well.

Xu Sheng looked at the line for a while.

I touched the screen of the phone with my fingers, and the night outside the window was already deep. These simple five words seemed to poke something deep in his heart, so that he didn't know what to return for a while.

Xu Sheng turned over.

What he does is regardless of obedience to his own heart, he has always had some kind of publicity and willfulness in him. At that time, the grades in junior high school were not good, and I worked hard for a year in Liyang No. 2 High School. The content of the high school entrance examination was not as good as that of high school. In the end, he played supernormally and was able to reach the line of key high schools.

Even if he bowed his head and relaxed his mouth at Xu Yaping, what should I do after I came to Linjiang Sixth Middle School to report?

How is it?

In the first semester of high school, he became a man in the school because of the incident of not wearing school uniforms.

At that time, Xu Sheng, even if he lowered his head, the bone was not broken at all—at the age of sixteen or seventeen, sometimes he didn’t know what he was up to, and it was easy to find the way forward.

Xu Sheng finally went back and said "I also think I painted well"

, Turned off the topic, and at the end of the chat, I didn’t know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he opened the screen of the phone to see the time, and saw a “good night” from one o'clock in the morning.

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After the two men exchanged their phones, social interaction temporarily returned to normal.

After Xu Sheng finished changing the general tone, Kang Kai continued to paint, and reported his progress to the instructor in real time, but the topic got crooked while chatting.

Kang Kai: You are very handsome at the same table, those features are very cold.

S: Nonsense.

S: I am at the same table, of course handsome.

Kang Kai: There are definitely a lot of suitors in the school. You used to go to school where you used to be school grass, or look at the school where you can’t find a rival. This time, it is rare to run into a rival.

S: It's a little worse than me, but it's okay.

Kang Kai: ...you just blow it.

Xu Sheng could not go to the classroom without going to the classroom on weekends, hiding in the bedroom and growing mushrooms.

This morning he thought that Shao Zhan would force him to go to the classroom to study, and he was ready to grab the doorknob and not let go of a rogue. However, Shao Zhan only glanced at him: "Don't want to go?"

Xu Sheng grabbed the corner of Shao Zhan's clothes, repeating his skills, and said very shamelessly, "I don't want to, please."

Shao Zhan was silent: "...Let go."

Xu Sheng: "I am not loose."

Shao Zhan: "I don't want to go to self-study, just want to pull and pull with me in the corridor?"

Xu Sheng reacted for two seconds before realizing that he was relieved.

Xu Sheng released his hand, half-mockery and half-randomly said, "When did Xue Shen become so easy to talk?"

Shao Zhan looked at him. What he wore today was the suit Xu Sheng wore during the exchange the day before yesterday. The pair of ripped jeans was also "Shao Zhan".

Touched. He was very close to Xu Sheng, almost looking into Xu Sheng's eyes. Xu Sheng's habitual rising voice was suppressed by him: "For you, when is it hard to speak?"

In fact, when Shao Zhan hadn't spoken yet, after this idea came to Xu Sheng's mind, it was another meal.

Indeed, it seems, since a long time ago, it is easy to talk.

When Xu Sheng thought of this, he deleted the phrase "How are the facts, who is telling you" in the dialog box with Kang Kai.

The ghost knocked on the previous line: Have you ever been in love?

This time, Kang Kai didn't reply in a few minutes like the previous sentences. He answered three question marks in seconds:? ? ?

Kang Kai: You.

Kang Kai: Brother, you have a **** situation.

Kang Kai: Tell me honestly, what's going on? ?

Xu Sheng typed a lot of words, and finally deleted them one by one. I didn't deny the speculation of ‘there is a situation’: Forget it, there is nothing to talk about with you, a ten thousand year single dog.

Kang Kai, who didn't inquire about anything, was ruthlessly taunted: Day?

Xu Sheng threw the phone aside after sending that sentence.

Although he mocked Kang Kai as a ten-thousand-year-old man, he actually

It's not much better.

Kang Kai's love fortune has always been poor. Whether it's a secret love or a bright love, he always walks on the road of rejection. In the end, he is completely drawn to painting, and he only paints sages and sages, and he doesn't hear anything.

Xu Sheng's conditions are opposite to him. He is good for girls since he was a child, and he kills players of all ages and men.

As long as he is willing, the relationship between people depends only on what he wants or does not want.

Those who engage in art will inevitably be more delicate in their minds and show more care to girls. In addition, if they grow up like this, it's hard not to become a scourge.

But even if the conditions are opposite, the final outcome is still the same as Kang Kai.

When Xu Sheng was aware of the other party's intentions and couldn't respond, he would consciously distance himself from the other party in a calm and sensual manner.

Kang Kai found out once, he put down his paintbrush, turned his head to look at him, and looked behind him: "Where is the girl who followed you to the studio lately?"

"In the recent exam week, I asked her to spend more time reviewing."

Kang Kai: "?"

"I shouldn't come here often, she likes me,"

Xu Sheng sighed and said, "Can't you tell?"

Kang Kai: "???"

A girl who looks pretty normal.

Xu Sheng never gives people an illusion. Rejecting others after giving hope is a kind of harm.

—Brother, you have a **** situation.

Xu Sheng put his hands on the back of his head and re-ordered this sentence.

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At this time, Xu Sheng didn't know that the two days on the weekend were his only two relaxing days. If he had known it earlier, he would never waste time in the dormitory. He will go out and walk more, feel more about the outside world, breathe fresh air... and feel what "living" means

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After the weekend, Xu Sheng opened his eyes and woke up, raising his hand to find that he was still "Shao Zhan"

, The test followed one after another.

The competition meetings really went on endlessly.

Before the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, Xu Sheng was called out by Meng Guowei from the army: "Shao Zhan, come here. ▧玄幻文学_▧"

Xu Sheng stopped and swayed over: "Mr. Meng."

Meng Guowei also had to follow the class to perform exercises, simply instructed: "Go to the conference room, Director Gu will give you a meeting, hurry, hurry, what are you doing?"

The meeting was held, and through the competition meeting last Friday, Xu Sheng admitted that he had already figured out the process of the meeting.

No difficulty.

Isn't it just holding a meeting, and then trying to find a way to get a copy of the practice book from others?

—Xu Sheng before going to the meeting room really thought so.

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playground.

The host made a speech on the flag-raising stand, deliberately summarizing the performance of the second-year senior group at the Luzhou base last week.

The content of the speech is divided into five major sections, one of which is exclusively occupied by Xu Sheng.

"Xu Sheng from Class 7 maliciously injured seven students in Honghai No. 4 Middle School due to a fight at the Luzhou base," the host said, "and the review attitude is very hungry, so here is a name for criticism!"

"Ms. Meng." someone called him.

Meng Guowei seemed unheard of.

He is thinking about how to avoid this speech, this kind of link is simply in the face of his head teacher! Meng Guowei does not know how many times Xu Sheng suffered this kind of torture in his career.

"Mr. Meng." The voice was cold

Dan, shouted again.

Meng Guowei looked up and saw that it was the main perpetrator standing in front of him.

Shao Zhan is now a "Xu Sheng" and can't please the teachers of all subjects. Meng Guowei said: "You don't stand in line at the back, run to the front to throw someone away."

Although there are many meetings for contest students, they usually have a fixed time. During the morning exercises on Monday, they hurriedly called people over. It is not easy to think about this.

Shao Zhan: "I'm looking for Shao Zhan... something is wrong, is anyone else away?"

"He went to a meeting. This year's four-school league is ahead of schedule. Director Gu has to tell them about the league. This time the four-school league..." Meng Guowei was halfway through, and his conversation changed. "Forget it, let me tell you what this is for. What league do you know."

"Four school league?"

Shao Zhan suspected that he had heard it wrong.

In an instant, he gradually couldn't hear what the people on the flag-raising platform were saying. In the hot summer, all the voices were away from him.

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"Four Schools League—" In the conference room, Director Gu was showing the competition to the offstage contestants with a smile on his face, "I believe everyone is familiar with it. Since there are new students from the first year of high school joining this time, then I will simply Introduce, the four schools, in short, are the four key schools in our district."

PPT cut to the past page.

There are four middle schools neatly listed above.

"Linjiang Sixth Middle School, Songye High School, Yinghua Experimental Middle School, Xingjian Middle School."

Xu Sheng found a place farthest from Gu Yan Wang and sat down.

These four schools are not unfamiliar. It was the dream school of countless classmates at the time when the high school entrance examination filled out their volunteers.

Xu Sheng listened to each other, and he hadn't figured out what this four-school league meant by just listening to these few sentences.

"Our four schools are showing each other's students' demeanor every year, maintaining healthy competition, and aiming to make progress together. Therefore, every year we conduct a four-school joint competition, convening outstanding contestants to sit together and compete for competition questions, referred to as four-school league ."

Hearing this, Xu Sheng's expression began to crack.

As a qualified student, he has never heard of this league.

As Gu Yanwang said, he turned the PPT to another page, and said with pride: "Last year, the first place in the four-school league was our Linjiang. No, to be precise, this honor was brought by classmate Shao Zhan!"

The picture on the PPT is a live photo of Shao Zhan's final championship!

The boy had no expression on his face and was dressed in a school uniform. He lowered his head slightly. The angle of his nose seemed to be particularly straight. From the hair to the fingers that hooked the pen, he said that strangers would not enter, and he was separated from the lively scene around him.

As soon as Gu Yan Wang said this, all eyes came from all directions, converging on Xu Sheng.

In the face of this kind of competition between schools and schools, no teacher can calm down. Gu Yan Wang clenched his fists and held them up high: "We are going to make more glories this year! Keep the champion in Linjiang!"

Under the leadership of Gu Yanwang, the competition students were also ignited with passion. Then shout: "Leave the champion in Linjiang!"

"..."

The four words "Four Schools League" are tantamount to another thunder, which makes people speechless invisibly. Xu Sheng's world collapsed suddenly.

He has only one word to say.

Fuck.