Fake Slackers

Xie Yu himself didn't realize that the irritability and impatience in his eyebrows had faded away from him little by little.

He folded the note up again and the trash can was on the side, hesitating for two seconds or not.

He Dynasty has certain qualities.

His kind of careless hanging, completely out of his own way.

Though the grades are appalling, teachers in all sections seem to have a slight headache and often cry. But after class, Occasionally Wu Zheng will also find He Chao to play ball on the field: “Kid, what did you say in math class, come to the field at noon, I'll teach you a lesson. ”

This has nothing to do with Xie Yu, but I don't know why he can be involved every time He Dynasty is named and criticized.

Wu Zheng also pointed to Xie Yu: “Your boy is coming too. ”

Then, after lunch, he was dragged to the playground, and Wanda Rowenqiang came to gather their numbers.

Wu Zheng's side of the formation was strong, with the exception of old Tang, the next class history teacher, and even Director Kang.

Wu Zheng threw chalk heads to a high standard, but the ball skills were unsightly. After all, he sat in the office every day lacking exercise and was old enough to be no better than a young man.

“Here's what we'll do. Let the water go later.” At the midfield break he whispered, "Let the mad dogs score a few more balls. ”

Wanda said: "Brother Chao, this is a bit difficult, they are really very skilled, I can't compare to you, the play is too difficult, I don't think I can play. ”

He Zhao squatted and patted Wanda's head: “Shit, I'll teach you. When he scores, will you kneel down like this and then wave your fist to the ground with great frustration, demonstrating your deep regret for the mistakes on the field...”

Wanda was a little tranced after listening: “Is that so exaggerated? ”

“Plenty of theater, you do it yourself.” Xie Yu squatted beside him, carrying bottle of water in his hand, and put the cap on it, "leave the others alone. ”

“This requires cooperation," he added, "you are not someone else, you are at my table. ”

Xie Yu hasn't spoken back yet. Luo Wenqiang first stood up and said he didn't want to cooperate: “Playing fake ball is a serious violation of the spirit of sport! I disagree!”

He Dynasty: “…”

Taking care of Old Wu's playing experience, they still let the water in, Wanda listened to He Dynasty, even used fake falls. But Rowen Johnning died without letting go of water, so He Dynasty and “Pork Teammate” script, fully suppressed Rowen Qiang's development.

Ro Wenqiang was in pain: “Chao, what are you doing, which team are you... Brother Yu, you care about him. ”

Xie Yu: “Why me, none of my business. ”

In the end, Wu Zheng and his team played sober and cheerful, feeling like they were back to eighteen.

I even have an appointment for the next game.

The sound in the study is getting weaker.

After listening to them fight for half a day, Xie Yu almost understood. In summary, Zhong Jie's mother bought him a pen when he was a kid. He was accidentally hit on the ground by Zhong Guofei. His pen broke and he couldn't get out of ink.

Problems that have never been solved in three years have erupted again at this moment.

Zhong Guofei thinks Zhong Jie is so big, why are you still messing with him?

“The two of you are calm and calm, and there is no way to keep this noise going.” Gu Xuelan chased out of the study.

Zhong Jie took the car key and went out: "Calm down? I'm calm. ”

Zhong Guofei was also angry, especially when Zhong Jie said a lot of excessive things to him without reason, but couldn't help but stand at the door of the stairs and ask: “Come back, where are you going? Where are you going if you don't live? ”

Zhong Jietou did not return, resolutely to be a drunken and lonely scrap bar BOY.

In fact, it's not much fun to stay at home. After eating, drill into the room and occasionally play games with Big Thunder.

Just like the space dynamics Wanda sent home: home, saltfish, drunk and dreaming of death.

“Don't go over there, help me." Zhou Dalei knew Xie Yu's urinity in playing games, he had never seen a player better suited for single-row games than Xie Yu. You know, he hasn't gotten used to it for so many years. “You didn't see me, I'm dying. Boss Xie, you didn't cut it. You don't feel painful... ah, shit, it's getting cold. ”

Xie Yu was not moved: “Good job. ”

“ …… ”

“I cook,” Zhou Dalei joked, "I'm all because of who, who can stand a teammate like you who is more cruel than the enemy, ah?! ”

Xie Yu played two rounds, took a look at the time and said: “You play, I'm down. ”

Zhou Dalei always felt like he had forgotten something. Until Xie Yu said he was offline, he patted his head, which reminded him: “It's Aunt Lan's birthday, right? ”

“I almost forgot, you say hello to Aunt Lan for me, just wish her more and more beautiful, good luck,” Zhou Dalei complained again, “why don't you remind me. ”

The guest downstairs hasn't left yet.

Gu Xuelan's birthday, although Ms. Gu clearly stated that she did not need to have any special birthday party, there were still quite a few people at home, and the gifts were piled on the table.

Zhong Guofei's position in the business world holds, although nobody likes this Mrs. Zhong, there should still be courtesy.

“Remind you what to do," Xie Yu closed the game interface, one leg resting on the edge of the chair, a little sleepy on the computer for a long time, "are you going to send plastic flowers again? ”

Zhou Dalei said: "Don't look down on the plastic flowers. Although they are fake, they will never fade away. My gifts are very useful. ”

“Is it practical to give a scarf in the summer? ”

Zhou Dalei would not admit that his level of gift delivery was flawed, arguing cunningly: "… Sooner or later winter will come. ”

“I don't have to compliment you yet. ”

At 6: 00 or 7: 00 in the evening, everyone walked almost there.

The house was quiet, the maid packed the fruit tray, mopped the table, and Zhong Guo flew out to escort the guests.

Gu Xuelan was a little tired and was about to go upstairs. As he passed through the kitchen, he saw Xie Yu inside. He surrounded himself with an apron and folded his cuffs. He grabbed a green vegetable in his hand and carefully cleaned it under the tap.

The water in the pan boiled just right. There was constant heat coming up. Xie Yu released one hand to lift the lid of the pan and then put the noodles down. He was skilled at doing this without dragging mud and water.

Xie Yu is not new to the kitchen. In the past, Gu Xuelan was busy working and did not have time to take care of him. Either he went to Aunt Da Lei Mei's house for dinner, or he opened fire himself. Simply take a bowl of noodles or fry a meal.

Gu Xuelan did not make a sound and stood at the kitchen door.

Simple bowl of noodles, green vegetables, shredded onions, fried eggs.

The teenager lowered his head and his eyes were all focused.

Gu Xuelan looked at the orbit and unconsciously wet it. She turned her back and raised her hand to cover the corner.

Xie Yu didn't say much. When Ms. Gu finished eating the noodles one by one, he said, “Mom, happy birthday. ”

Gu Xuelan nodded and responded softly.

And she couldn't say anything about it, and finally she said, “It's too early. Go to bed. You have class tomorrow. ”

Tomorrow is Monday. Xie Yu is lying in bed. She is about to turn off her phone. Just above the notification bar, two messages flash out. The time is just right.

From penguin friend "He Dynasty”.

- Old Xie, find something nice.

- Plus WeChat 1502XXX7043, write your homework.

Xie Yu's fingertips settled on the screen and only called a question mark:?

He Dynasty: Our grades, professional proxy writing.

He Dynasty: Shen Jie said that this person has strong business ability, fair price, and will imitate the handwriting, as if he can't even see Director Kang.

He Dynasty: And catch one to ten.

Xie Yu: So?

Xie Yu felt that his knowledge of the scum was still too restrictive, and he was not qualified at all.

- Voice tells you, is this a good time?

Although not interested, Xie Yu cheered back: OK.

The next second, He Dynasty sends an invitation.

Xie Yu didn't even look closely. She thought it was just plain old wheat.

As a result, after pressing Confirm, He Dynasty appeared in the center of the screen with only one pair of underwear on top and bottom of his body, just after bathing: "…”

He Chao didn't wipe his hair, stepped barefoot on the ground, bent his back, and turned his clothes by the bed. The shoulder blades and back of the spine are slightly tightened along the movement, the red rope hanging around the neck, the juvenile's characteristic qi, almost tense.

Xie Yu silenced for two seconds and said, "What do you want? Show off your black panties? ”

“Fuck me,” He Hao shocked himself, turning back with his clothes, "... what is this? ”

He Chao was busy getting dressed. He was supposed to have some voice. He accidentally turned into a video.

Xie Yu's light was not very good, it was a little dark. He should be lying on the bed. He championed himself with his clothes and pants: “Wrong hands, don't take this look, you obviously earned it, brother's flesh...”

“Fine, I'll hang up. ”

He Dynasty stopped bragging about his own flesh: "Something happened, yes, that proxy. ”

Xie Yu doesn't know a proxy. He Dynasty has no need to talk to him alone. He casually asked: “Can two assignments be discounted by 80%? ”

“No,” said He Dynasty, "I gave you that paper. Do you still have it? What kind of homework do you have? I don't know what I wrote myself. ”

“ …… ”

Xie Yu was in a peaceful mood and ‘greeted’ the He Dynasty without a dirty word, roughly meaning to leave him somewhere cool and ready to cut off the video call.

“Try it, what if you have a connection to my words? ”

“You have to ask if the proxy is related to your words," Xie Yu said. “How many things can he write like you? ”

Xie Yu finished his speech and directly pressed the hang-up. The mobile phone screen flashes back to the desktop, and the smart fruit icon that you forgot to uninstall lies quietly in the 'game’ category, especially green.

Unconsciously, the window was already dark. The wind came in from outside the window with a little coolness.

Xie Yu closed his eyes and his consciousness grew weaker, but he knew that the summer seemed to be passing.

That warm and grumpy, Zhou Dalei shouted on the phone, "Fuck you for robbing me of Ziwu”. The summer when He Dynasty hooked down the black mask and laughed and said, "I'm a hybrid of the Eight Kingdoms," is about to pass.