Lambs are plucked for wool every day

Yuan Xiaoyang hurriedly grabbed Lu Lang's hand and took a look. He saw a wound about one centimeter in size on the thumb and index finger of Lu Lang's right hand, and the wound was bleeding continuously.

"you……"

Just now the glass bottle fell at Lu Lang's feet, and when it broke, the fragments splashed and scratched his hand directly.

This kind of injury is nothing to him who has been fighting all the year round, at most two stitches are enough, so he doesn't care too much.

However, at this time, Yuan Xiaoyang looked at his hand with a worried face.

Looking at Yuan Xiaoyang's distressed expression, a thought of complacency rose in his heart.Look, Yuan Xiaoyang is very worried about him, wondering if the guy Yuan Xiaoyang likes will be treated like this...

He was going to take his hand back and say grimly, "It's just a small injury," but now he doesn't.

He frowned, shrank his hands as if suffering from pain, and said tremblingly, "It hurts..."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Xiaoyang's face changed immediately. He quickly took out a handkerchief to hold Lu Lang's hand, and at the same time reported the matter loudly to the teacher: "Teacher! Lu Lang is injured!"

Lu Lang: "..."

Lu Lang never knew that Yuan Xiaoyang could make such a loud voice, and Yuan Xiaoyang's shout quickly attracted the attention of teachers and classmates.

"Injured?" The teacher hurried down to care, and several people who were closer to them shouted in a low voice when they saw the blood on the ground.

In an instant, Lu Lang was surrounded by everyone.

Lu Lang was stunned, realizing that he seemed to have overacted.

"Send him to the infirmary quickly." The teacher was also anxious when he saw the blood on the ground.As soon as she gave an order, Lu Lang was sent to the infirmary by Yuan Xiaoyang.

Lu Lang was at a loss the whole time, but in Yuan Xiaoyang's eyes his expression was so painful that his expression was expressionless, and now Yuan Xiaoyang's expression was even more anxious than his.

"Be patient, don't be afraid."

"Um……"

Yuan Xiaoyang cast a distressed look, thinking that he was in so much pain that he was speechless.

When Lu Lang arrived at the infirmary, he checked and found out that the wound was not shallow and needed stitches.

Hearing the news, Yuan Xiaoyang's complexion became even worse, and he grasped his left hand anxiously and trying to comfort him, while he held up his right hand for the school doctor to disinfect him and sew needles for him.

When the needle was given, Yuan Xiaoyang was afraid that he would not dare to look at it, so he hugged him into his arms, let him bury his head on his shoulder, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pat his back to comfort him.

He didn't feel any pain at all, but he liked the fragrance of Yuan Xiaoyang's body very much, so he couldn't help rubbing against Yuan Xiaoyang's neck.

And this time, Yuan Xiaoyang understood that he was trembling with fear, and felt sorry for him even more.

A few minutes later, the two fingers on Lu Lang's right hand were wrapped up like a silkworm baby, and he was sitting on a chair in the infirmary, while Yuan Xiaoyang asked him if he wanted to take a rest.

He was at a loss the whole time, not understanding why there was such a big uproar about the obvious cut.Seeing Yuan Xiaoyang's anxious expression on the verge of tears, he thought he should express himself.Although Yuan Xiaoyang was willing to worry that he would make him so proud that his tail would wag, but he didn't want Yuan Xiaoyang to really worry about him.

"Hey, don't worry." Lu Lang gently pulled Yuan Xiaoyang's hair with his left hand, "It didn't hurt at all to scare you just now."

"You lied to me." Yuan Xiaoyang stared at him with wide eyes.

"Well, I lied to you." Lu Lang looked sincere, "I just yelled casually just now, but I didn't expect you to believe it immediately."

Yuan Xiaoyang still stared at him with wide eyes, with an aggrieved look, so that he didn't even know who the injured person was.

For a moment he thought that Yuan Xiaoyang would blame him for making a big fuss earlier, but he thought that Yuan Xiaoyang was not this kind of person, and Yuan Xiaoyang would not care about him.However, what he didn't expect was that Yuan Xiaoyang not only didn't scold him, but also stretched out his hand and lightly grabbed his left hand that was still pulling his hair.

"You're still trying to be brave." Yuan Xiaoyang said in a low voice, "You used to pretend that you didn't hurt when you fought, and you still do it now."

"I do not have……"

"You thought you weren't in pain, but did you notice? Your left hand was shaking all the time."

Lu Lang was taken aback for a moment, and followed Yuan Xiaoyang's gaze to look at his left hand.

He saw that his hands were trembling slightly, just as Yuan Xiaoyang said.

Yuan Xiaoyang held his left hand in his hand and rubbed it lightly: "Look, you don't admit it yourself, but you can't fool me."

In fact, Lu Lang is very afraid of pain. When he is alone, he can scream and cry when he is scratched by a piece of paper, but he never screams in front of outsiders. He has a tough style.Sometimes when he was dressing up, he also forgot that he was actually very afraid of pain.

But Yuan Xiaoyang knew it all.

At that moment, Lu Lang felt very complicated in his heart.

He didn't know how to describe the surging emotions in his heart, thousands of words, he could only gather one sentence in the end - how could he not like Yuan Xiaoyang like this.

In the end, Lu Lang didn't rest in the infirmary. He was still thinking about the monthly exam tomorrow and wanted to go back to class to attend lectures.

When the two returned to the classroom, the students had already packed up their seats and the floor was clean.The teacher cared about him a few words, and asked for leave to go home if he felt uncomfortable, don't force it.

After the initial pain passed, it was fine, and he planned to continue with the class.But when he opened the textbook and was about to take out the pen, he realized that he couldn't hold the pen now.

The injury was on his right hand, and he couldn't hold a pen at all.

Not being able to hold a pen means not being able to write, and tomorrow is the monthly exam.

A few days ago, Yuan Xiaoyang set a score line for him. As long as he passed that score line, Yuan Xiaoyang would agree to his request again.

For this goal, he didn't dare to put down his books during the few days when he went out to play. He really tried his best to prepare for this exam, in order to let Yuan Xiaoyang know that he was willing to work hard, and to make himself closer to Yuan Xiaoyang.

But now he couldn't even hold a pen.

Lu Lang looked at the pen on the table, and now he was completely at a loss.

Yuan Xiaoyang noticed his abnormality and looked at him worriedly. After seeing him, Yuan Xiaoyang also understood what the problem was.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Lu Lang was still in a daze.

Yuan Xiaoyang patted him lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Can't you hold it steady?"

nod.

"Can you write with your left hand?"

Shaking his head.

Yuan Xiaoyang frowned, wanting to say something.

But before he could open his mouth, Lu Lang said, "Forget it... Anyway, it doesn't matter if I get a pen or not." After speaking, Lu Lang smiled at Yuan Xiaoyang, as if he didn't care much.

He wanted to appear to be indifferent, but Yuan Xiaoyang had already noticed his subtle and lonely expression.

Lu Lang dropped the goat milk he gave him, so he endured it.

Lu Lang was injured, he endured it.

Lu Lang couldn't take the exam anymore, so he endured it.

But now, fuck his patience, Yuan Xiaoyang couldn't bear it anymore.

Yuan Xiaoyang stood up, still holding the stack of papers that the teacher discussed just now, and walked towards Luo Yu.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Lu Lang hurriedly called to him: "Hey! Where are you going! Come back! I'm fine!"

But Yuan Xiaoyang didn't stop, he continued walking, and finally stopped beside Luo Yu's position.

The whole class looked in their direction, but Luo Yu was still looking down at his paper, as if concentrating on his studies, only his blushing face revealed his current mood.

"Apologize." Yuan Xiaoyang said calmly.

Luo Yu didn't look up.

"Apologize." Yuan Xiaoyang said again, his tone was still very calm.

And Luo Yu still didn't look up.

Yuan Xiaoyang swung the thick stack of papers in his hand, and slapped the table next to him hard, making an extremely loud sound.

Luo Yu was startled by the voice, and raised his head to look at him in a panic.

"Don't make me say it a third time." Yuan Xiaoyang glared at Luo Yu fiercely.

No one had seen Yuan Xiaoyang's expression at this time, and everyone was frightened.

Luo Yu could no longer pretend that he didn't hear anything, his heart broke, and he also stared back at Yuan Xiaoyang.

"What happened to me? He deserves it!"

"How did he offend you?"

"He, he only knows about skipping classes and fighting, which affects the learning atmosphere in the class! It also lowers the class average!"

Pull down class average.

It was a funny word to say on this occasion, but it also pierced the hearts of some people in the class.

Class averages are what teachers use to compare classes they teach, and for some grade-conscious people, it's a badge of honor.As a person at the end of the crane, Lu Lang lowered the class average and naturally aroused their dissatisfaction.

Luo Yu knew that he had grasped the key point, so he hurriedly said: "If you don't believe me, you can ask them! Lu Lang scored so many points by himself, he should have been taught a lesson!"

"Lesson?" Yuan Xiaoyang laughed when he heard this word, "You mean he lowered the class average and deserves to be hated?"

"Yes...that's right! You see, you got such a high score in the exam, but he..."

"Then you lowered my average, what do you say?"

Luo Yu was stunned.

Yuan Xiaoyang is No.1 in the grade, and his scores in each subject are either directly full marks or close to full marks. The scores are amazing.Luo Yu has always regarded him as the number one competitor, but his scores are so far behind that they cannot be compared at all.

Yuan Xiaoyang never mentioned his grades, but when he mentions it now, Luo Yu is speechless.

Lu Lang is the one who lowers the class average, and Yuan Xiaoyang is the one who raises the class average.

His class average raised by himself can be equal to several people, but Luo Yu became the person who lowered the class average in front of him.

"Since grades are everything, then listen carefully." Yuan Xiaoyang pointed to his nose, "In the future exams, every subject, as long as you lower me by one point, I will slap you. my score."

After speaking, Yuan Xiaoyang turned to look at the rest of the class.

"Who else has an opinion on the score? Stand up now." Yuan Xiaoyang said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you stand up. We compete fairly and compare results. Whoever loses will be slapped."

Everyone shook their heads at the same time, no one dared to have an opinion on Xueba.

Yuan Xiaoyang didn't speak any more, walked back to his seat and sat down, spread out the papers in his hands, and continued to work on the questions.

Lu Lang was dumbfounded the whole time, unable to speak a word.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, what he thought of now was that he suddenly realized what kind of mentality Li Qinqin had when he fell in love with Zhou Qiang at first sight.

... The feeling of being protected by a heroic and handsome man turned out to be so beautiful.

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