walking slowly

The first day of the sports meeting ended successfully, and the scores of the second class were closely tied to the third class.

"Tomorrow there will be a relay race, which will surely widen the gap." Xu Ziming encouraged everyone.

The relay race is worth a lot of points. As long as the relay rank is ahead of the third class, the total score can be overtaken in one fell swoop.

"But Class [-]'s relay is very powerful, we..."

"I will win!" Hu Xiaoju interrupted the voice of questioning, and said firmly, "You can't spoil your own prestige by letting others' will."

"well said!"

Jing Xi sat on a pony tie that she got from nowhere and took the lead in applauding.The only girl in the class said so, and the others were instantly ignited to fight, and one or two clamored to dump the third class by half a circle.

The cheering sound was full of energy and spread to the teacher's seat. Yang Huan smiled and said to Gu Mo: "The children in our class are quite cute."

"Ah."

"Is Teacher Gu still used to it?"

"Fortunately."

Speaking of which, Gu Mo is about the same age as her and teaches in the same class, so the relationship must be closer.However, Yang Huan has only one feeling after getting along with this new Mr. Gu these days, this man is too cold...

It's not that he is cold and cold, but that he is too cold!

Behavior is too polite, always giving people a feeling of "I can talk to you about poetry and poetry to life ideals, but we are not familiar with each other", but we can't make mistakes in dealing with things.

The two of them presided over the class activities together at the sports meeting. Yang Huan tried to find something to talk about, and most of the responses he got were yes.

Thanks to his good looks, Yang Huan thought.

"Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

Gu Mo gave his hands a pause when he tidied up the sundries. This is not the first time he has been invited by the opposite sex.In school, there were quite a few girls who expressed their hearts openly and secretly, especially the boys in the normal school were like rare animals. Isn't a god-level male like Gu Mo a favorite?

He looked up at Yang Huan, who was full of unnaturalness, and sighed in his heart.

"Sorry, I still have something to do at home."

"Ah...that's it, it's all right, let's meet again next time when you have time."

Yang Huan has a very good temper, and quickly put away the embarrassment of being rejected, and said goodbye softly.

Since he knows it's impossible, he won't leave people with thoughts, which is what Gu Mo has always done.Facing Yang Huan's leaving back, he apologized again in his heart, and then continued with his movements.

"Have you seen enough?"

Zhou Xing, who was a few steps behind, touched his nose, ah, he was caught eavesdropping.

"Teacher Gu, I've been standing there for a while, and you didn't say hello to me."

Gu Mo ignored him, and he continued: "I'm here to get my reward, where are the test papers?"

He waved his hands in front of Gu Mo, and was immediately stuffed into a box of sundries.

"Hold it well."

Just as he was about to protest, Gu Mo took out a soft cloth to take off his glasses, his slender fingers brushed across the frame, this man even wiped the lenses so gently.

Gu Mo was only slightly short-sighted. Taking off his glasses made him less harsh, and his eyes were slightly confused, which made the lines of his face much softer.

From this point of view, he seemed to be about the same age as himself.Zhou Xing watched him brush off the dust particles on the lens, and said something mysteriously.

"You have beautiful eyes."

"Ok?"

Ruifeng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't hear his words clearly.

"The glasses are nice, where do you go with them?"

"Optical Shop."

"..."

Gu Mo put on his glasses and stretched out his hand to take back the glove box, Zhou Xing turned sideways to avoid it and walked towards the office building by himself: "Where do you put it?"

Gu Mo was not polite to him: "My office."

Gu Mo was still a little unaccustomed to Zhou Xing on the way without speaking.

Putting down the box in front of the desk, Zhou Xing asked, "Examination paper?"

He was just talking casually, why did this kid take it seriously?Gu Mo couldn't understand him more and more, but it's a good thing to be self-motivated. He took out a document bag: "The midterm exam is coming soon, read more books."

Zhou Xing's grades have always been at the bottom of the grade, and he didn't hold out much hope.

"it is good."

Zhou Xing took the test paper, turned around and left without stopping. Gu Mo was surprised and sighed that he was an adolescent child, and he had an idea after a while.

Jing Xi and Hao Shuang had been waiting at the school gate for a while, when they saw Zhou Xing approaching with a stack of test papers, they pinched each other's arms in fright.

"Is it okay?"

"No, wait a little longer."

Zhou Xing: ...

He stuffed the two dolls into the car one by one in each hand: "Come on, I'm in a good mood today, I'll take you to eat hot pot."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat, ignoring the two demons dancing wildly by his ears.

The next morning, the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain.

Jing Xi took out her mobile phone to check the weather for the third time, and hesitated to reject the umbrella offered by Nicki.

"There is no rain in the weather forecast, so don't bring it."

"Is that thing accurate? If it shows rain, you need sunscreen, and if it shows sunny, you have to wear an umbrella."

"I saw it was cloudy just now."

"It's going to rain from the sun."

"..."

Half an hour later, Jing Xi leaned on the car window and counted the drops of water hitting the glass. As Nicki said, it was indeed raining...

"Don't you have a spare umbrella in your car?"

Zhou Xing closed his eyes to catch up on sleep and ignored her. Last night he dealt with those people in Xiayangming District, and he was annoyed until early in the morning before returning home. He was still a little sleepy at the moment.

"All right—I saw Teacher Gu—" Jing Xi lowered her voice on purpose.

The fox eyes opened almost at the end of the speech, and accurately locked the white shirt in the crowd through the car window covered with fine raindrops.

"Don't worry, he has an umbrella."

In the rain, Gu Mo walked slowly with a pure black umbrella in his hand, and a large plastic bag in his other hand, which was so bulging that he couldn't see what was in it.

Jing Xi stopped Zhou Xing who was about to push the car door: "What are you doing? The rain hasn't stopped yet."

"Which man have you ever seen let his wife do rough work?"

"..."

"teacher."

Gu Mo heard a headache coming from behind him, and after a moment he quickened his pace.

"Teacher, wait for me, I don't have an umbrella."

He turned around, and the umbrella spun half a circle with his movements, and the eaves of the umbrella swayed small flying droplets.The gray-haired boy was smiling heartlessly at him with no dry ground from head to toe.

"The sky is so cloudy that you don't know how to carry an umbrella?" He said in a stern tone.

Zhou Xing wore a thin long-sleeved shirt today, which had already been drenched through, and the low neckline was drooping, revealing his ecstatic collarbone.

"Forget, forget," he answered perfunctorily, yawning, and took the plastic bag from Gu Mo's hand, "Hey, there are so many delicious foods, teacher, how do you know I didn't have breakfast?"

With his hands empty, Gu Mo said angrily, "This is public property."

Although his tone was reproachful, he still stretched out his umbrella and covered Zhou Xing inside.

Zhou Xing laughed even harder because of his actions: "Teacher seems to bring an umbrella no matter whether it's sunny or rainy."

"Well, plan ahead."

"... What is the predicate?"

Zhou Xing's nine homework is only good in English, Gu Mo remembered his unsightly Chinese scores on the monthly test report card, and gave up the idea of ​​explaining to him.

"Did you go back to practice yesterday?"

"...No." She was so busy clearing the territory that she forgot about it.

Gu Mo stared at his face for a while, and attributed his lack of effort to foreigners' inability to digest the long-standing culture of Greater China.

"Which country are you from?"

Zhou Xing was still thinking of excuses, and was confused by Gu Mo's out-of-the-box question.

"...Sino-Russian-Italian."

Gu Mo suddenly asked him this, did he want to meet his parents?

He thought for a while and added: "Father is of half-Italian blood, and mother is Russian and has a quarter of Danish blood. Don't leave, teacher. I'll tell you about the quarter..."

Gu Mo didn't want to know his family history, and started to have a headache again.

The rain was falling quickly, and the cloudy weather returned after a while. Although it was not as bright as yesterday, the occasional light shining through the clouds added a bit of color to this sports meeting.

Zhou Xing followed Gu Mo to the office to carry yesterday's glove box and prepare to go to the venue for warm-up.

"Take it."

Instant rice balls were thrown by the ears, Zhou Xing quickly turned his head to catch them and weighed them, his heart was ecstatic, just now he secretly looked at the things in the bag, Gu Mo picked the best one for him .

"and this."

Gu Mo saw his shoulders twitching, wondering what he was doing, so he hesitated and handed over a box of milk.

Not to mention breakfast, I haven't had a meal since I started my weekly trip last night, I'm really hungry.

"Eat slowly, no one will run the relay if you choke to death."

He ate well, but Zhou Xing couldn't swallow his breath when he heard this, and the rice ball stuck in his throat... He really choked!

Seeing his face getting redder and pointing at his neck, Gu Mo couldn't speak, he was a little dazed: "Choking?"

"Anger..."

Are you a fool... Gu Mo cursed silently in his heart, and immediately stretched out his hand and patted him on the back vigorously. After patting twice, not only did he not spit it out, but his face turned even redder...

The milk is too cold to drink, so he needs to drink some hot water to soak the hard rice ball in his throat. Gu Mo looked around, and had to open his thermos cup and stuff it for him.

"Drink quickly, drink more." Fortunately, I packed hot water and went out in the morning.

Zhou Xing took two big sips of water, trying to swallow the lump of rice in his throat.The capacity of Gu Mo's thermos is not large, and the third sip has already bottomed out.

After recovering, he realized whose cup it was. After a moment of silence, he said, "Can I take this cup home?"

The information from that night showed that Gu Mo had a cleanliness addiction of unknown severity, and he probably didn't want this cup after drinking it himself.

"...Then what do I use?"

Gu Mo succeeded in pleasing Young Master Zhou with his slightly bewildered tone, so much so that he returned the cup and went out to the playground all the way to the playground. He even turned a blind eye to the love letters handed to him by the little fans.

The school cleaned up the competition venue a little bit, and the next day's competition continued as usual.

Due to the fact that some places on the ground were still wet, most of the athletes did not perform at their level. In addition to the tight schedule, many events ended early, and the relay race was forced to the front.

AB school's relay race is different from ordinary relay races. As the finale event of the sports meeting, the sports department also scratched its head to design an eye-catching and full-score relay race.

There are a total of five relays, closely linked, and the top three classes in each grade are eligible to participate.Last year's No.1 was Class [-] who had just entered the first year of high school, and the results caused a lot of commotion.The third class also jumped to the top three with the added points in the relay race.

When the list of the second class was submitted, everyone was taken aback. The students in charge of the review in the sports department thought they were delusional, and repeatedly confirmed the word "Zhou Xing".You must know that the number of times this school bully has appeared in the school can be counted on the fingers, let alone participate in such group activities.

Before heading to the junction, Xu Ziming patted Zhou Xing on the shoulder: "Can you do it, Brother Xing?"

"You call it that and still ask?"

Zhou Xing glanced at the players in the third class next door who were warming up, and his eyes fell on a flat cut.