Fake Slackers

Wanda was still talking about her huge contribution to the class, she said that she almost cried, said that she almost died in class 7 because of the program, just went in and was surrounded by a group of people.

He Dynasty's black nail polish came out, Wanda took two steps straight back, his footsteps slumped, and he pulled Liu Jinhao and said: "Shit, brothers, get out of there. ”

Liu Jinhao almost didn't stand steady. The whole person jumped directly. When he got up, he also flipped the chair: “... retreat and run! ”

He Zhao sensed that Xie Yu's whole person was stiff. He also deliberately rubbed his fingers in his palm and suddenly paused. Then Xie Yu stood up and looked at him and said, “Do you want to die? ”

No one knows about Xie Yu Black nail polish.

Legendary is a gloomy, elusive figure.

Although Liu Jinhao and the others didn't know exactly what was going on, the day he came to high school, Xie Yu said that his introduction was not to apply black nail polish. Anyway, it didn't sound like a pleasant topic.

“They were really,” Liu Jinhao safely evacuated the battle area, running from the back of the classroom to the podium, panting, "he knew all day. ”

Wanda said, "Hand to hand is a good word. ”

Isn't that just manual footing?

Although Xie Yu was unusually manic when he didn't wake up, from their point of view, all he could see in the past was He Dynasty pressing Xie Yu against the wall and holding his wrist.

He Zhao looked at him: “No, I'm kidding. ”

Xie Yu didn't talk to him, the two of them immediately fought each other.

Rowenqiang shook his head with a look: "Injury to vulgarity. ”

Xu Qingqing: “It's unsightly. ”

Wanda: “Give Lee some air. ”

He Dynasty's temperament with Xie Yu was quite clear. He simply looked at the stiff temperament. If he could not follow the temperament for three minutes, he could smooth the temperament down. The temper that just went down was stirred up by Xu Jing's words: “Actually, I think it's a good suggestion...”

This dance in their platoon, the wind is not like the seven classes of earthing magic, the choices are more ruthless, plus some other elements, it's also quite appropriate to walk through the dark wind.

Xu Jing thinks more and more that this solution is feasible.

Rowen Qiang was supposed to see that they had finished fighting. He came down from the podium and hurried back when he heard this saying: “Quiet, are you serious? Quiet. ”

Xie Yu Zheng single-handedly held the chair upright. Hearing this, he looked up towards Xu Jing.

The look cooled behind Xu Jing's back.

Xu Jing really didn't give up. The next day he brought a bottle of nail polish and didn't dare to deliver it to the back row. He sat beside Xu Qingqing and asked: "What do you think? What kind of opening remarks should I make so Brother Yu can give me a chance to live? ”

Xu Qingqing concludes his homework and says: “I don't think there is such an opening statement in the world. ”

Xu sighed quietly and disappointed.

He Dynasty came back from the outside. After passing the third row, he smoked two napkins that Xu Qingqing had placed on the corner of the table. He wiped his hands and asked: "Wen, what are you doing? ”

“Nail polish,” Xu Jing said, "black. ”

He Chao picked it up and opened his eyes. He paused and said: "Lend me a moment. ”

Xie Yu learned to sleep early, fell asleep for a while, the English teacher took them to read the vocabulary manual too loud, and the group of people did not read on a frequency, at first it was quite neat, after turning the page, it became more and more chaotic, there was fast and slow.

He closed his eyes and felt He Chao gently touch his hand.

Then came a bit of a tingling smell.

Xie Yu opened his eyes and saw He Chao carefully painting his nails: “..."

He Dynasty just wanted to see what the children were wearing. He finished painting half his hand and found that the visual impact was really big.

Xie Yu's nails were well repaired, fingers were elongated, and bone joints were clear.

Black nail polish lined the entire hand white to almost morbid.

“Wiped it off," Xie Yu endured not to be angry, then said, "You have three seconds. ”

After Xie Yu said it, He Dynasty only looked back. He rubbed the nail over the black with the tissue of paper he had just wiped his hands. When he wiped it, he accidentally rubbed it against the side and smudged it in his finger.

Closer and closer to the day of the school festival.

In addition to the intensive drum rehearsal, the top priority was to figure out the costume style. They picked a lot of sets before and after. Xu Jing even invited Old Tang to come to the staff, but Old Tang's taste was obviously not in the same era as them: “What do you think of Zhongshan costumes? The Republic of China and the Constitution. The spirit of law...”

Everyone spoke with one voice: "No, no, no, not really. ”

“It's not right. It's not right. ”

Xie Yu only has one requirement for what to wear: be normal.

Nothing else matters, even directly on the uniform.

Finally, Xu Jing picked and picked, or decided to wear a white shirt directly, the style is versatile, basically no mistakes.

Due to the late placing of the order, when the courier is dispatched to the school, there are only two days left for the departure day.

“Just arrived, everyone hasn't left yet,” the school bell rang shortly, Rowen Qiang came back from the door guard room with a cardboard box, “Quick, quick, press the yard number to take your own, go home and try again tomorrow if it doesn't fit. ”

Xie Yu went back to her bedroom and threw her clothes directly on the bed. After taking a bath, she stared at the suit for a while and took it out of the transparent bag.

It's pretty simple, looks a little too big.

When He Dynasty knocked on the door, Xie Yu just took off his sweater and didn't have time to put on his shirt.

Xie Xi He Dynasty said last night to make a rather interesting set of exams. She went back to show it to him later. Xie Yu knew he was coming, so he didn't lock the door.

The door was covered.

He Dynasty clapped his finger twice, didn't care. Push it away, it's just a boy naked. Revealed spine.

Xie Yu just took a bath and her hair didn't dry out. She looked wet.

He Dynasty's gaze couldn't help but look at the low-waist cowboy Xie Yu was wearing. A shallow spot on the back of his waist collapsed. Then he raised his shoulder blades and the lines were smooth.

He only saw two eyes and didn't even blink his eyes. Xie Yu had put his shirt on.

“Examination paper," Xie Yubing said, buttoning his clothes against his head, fingers wrapped around the white jade-like clothes button, just snapped in half, the collar was wide open, the lining of the clavicle became thinner, “where did you do that? ”

The white shirt clearly looked cold and fresh, but He Dynasty felt the surrounding air a little dry and hot.

Who still has the mind to care about the test papers.

“Don't do it,” he said, "do something else. ”

The single bed accommodates two people still a little reluctantly. It makes a “squeak” sound after moving. The silence surrounding the bed is silent. The sound is amplified and sounds particularly obscure.

Xie Yu just buttoned up the shirt buttons and was unbuttoned from the bottom to the top by He Dynasty.

He Dynasty had no patience, the one-handed unbuttoning was irritating. If Xie Yu hadn't made a noise reminding him that he would still have to wear it after two days on stage, those buttons could probably be pulled directly by him.

“Don't pull it," Xie Yu's hair was half dry, her shirt neck was wet, even her eyes were foggy, "pull it again and you roll down. ”

He Dynasty loosened some force on his hands.

With a burning temperature on his finger belly, he kept moving up and down, and his other hand pulled open Xie Yu's pants zipper, and the low-waist cowboy hung between his crotches, then reached straight in.

Xie Yu spoke so harshly just now, he is a little speechless. Five fingers were unconsciously inserted into He Dynasty's hair, his fingers curled, and he pressed the voice “hmm”.

Very subtle, overflowing sound.

The tail tone dragged slightly backwards, listening to what scratched the mind. Itchy.

Neither one of them held it under control. In He Dynasty's hand slowly moved backwards. He scouted down from behind Xie Yu's waist and followed his tailbone, touching a certain fall... Xie Yu felt his hand touching where it was, stiffness all over his head.

“… brother.” Xie Yu stuck to his lips and shouted at him.

He Dynasty was sobered up by this “brother”.

Children are not yet minors.

Underage.

Fuck.

Both of them have almost taken off. He Dynasty pulled out his hand and held it to the side, slowing it down for a while.

Xie Yu showered and still felt uncomfortable. By the way, she washed the shirt over water.

He Dynasty is no better. When he washes out, someone is already whistling downstairs. He rubbed his hair to the bed, wanted to see the time, and saw a text message from a kid 10 minutes ago.

- A few months later, birthday, 18.

Xie Yu said concisely. At first glance, these three small segments could not be connected. He Dynasty read them twice. After reading them, he felt that he had just washed the bath for nothing, and his body burned a little bit.

He doubted whether the man had intended it.

deliberately came over to sweep him.

The next morning.

Xie Yu and He Chao went back and forth to the classroom. Xu Jing saw them show up and didn't even carry the English words. He rushed over to ask if the clothes fit: “How's the shirt? Yesterday in the group, you two didn't return...”

Xu Jing asked in the group several times last night, Liu Jinhao said it was just right, Ro Wenqiang felt a little tight, so everyone explored whether wearing more than one wave would loosen up, and finally let him eat less for two days.

At the end of the conversation, it was discovered that neither of the team's core characters had appeared throughout.

It didn't work a few times.

“Clothes,” He Chao coughed, "... fits well. ”

Yesterday's homework has not yet been written, Xie Yu was going to copy two questions.

The clothes fit perfectly, but immediately it is the school anniversary. It is not suitable and there is no time to change. Xu Jing put his heart down and asked: “Brother Yu, what about you? ”

Xie Yu hasn't spoken yet. He Dynasty said: “He fits too. ”

Xu Jing: “…”

Xu Jingyin seemed to think something was wrong. He figured it out after a while. "How do you know? ”

Xie Yu copied the choice question and stopped at the tip of the pen.