School grass he is too good

During the language test, Cheng Tiao felt that something was wrong with his state.

He has always had the habit of doing reading comprehension first when doing questions, but the papers for the mid-month exam are two more reading comprehension papers than ordinary papers.

After finishing these few questions, he felt a little groggy all over.He even gradually developed tinnitus, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't help clenching his teeth.

There was even a double image in front of Cheng Tiao's eyes again. After comparing the distance between the test paper and the question with his fingers, he managed to write the answer in the correct place.

He glanced at the composition a little casually, roughly asking them to write about the difference between self-confidence and arrogance, under what circumstances are you arrogant, and under what circumstances are you self-confident...

For this kind of subject matter, he can make up [-] characters with his eyes closed, but now he can't help but want to vomit when he sees those grids floating in front of him.

"vomit--"

When everyone was seriously lowering their heads to work on the topic, they suddenly heard a big guy retching in disdain, then wrote two lines on the side of the composition, and then got up and put the test paper on the podium With a pat, he walked out unsteadily.

When he walked to the door, he slammed his shoulder into the iron door of the classroom violently.

bong——

With this loud noise, the invigilator couldn't help frowning and looking at Cheng Tiao at the door.

"Sorry." Cheng Tiao sighed softly while supporting the iron door, and after saying an apology that was not sincere in the eyes of everyone, he continued to walk out.

Standing on the railing of the corridor for a long time, he recovered and rubbed the shoulder that accidentally hit the iron door just now. The impact was really hard, and it even made him feel so much pain. .

He took his backpack from the public area, and he strode towards the corridor. Because of the dizziness in front of him, he walked a little wobbly.

The concrete floor looked a little uneven in front of his eyes, making Cheng Tiao take every step carefully.

There is no doubt that if someone looks at the corridor in front of the surveillance camera, Cliff will think he is drunk.

After climbing up to the top floor with some difficulty, Cheng Tiao sat on the steps and took out his mobile phone. In order to avoid his flag being established so quickly, he could only climb to the top floor, a place without surveillance, to make a phone call.

After patting his buzzing head twice with his palm, Cheng Tiao lowered his head and coughed forcefully twice, suppressing the feeling of wanting to vomit.

At first, he wanted to send a WeChat to Qin He, but because the password was set on WeChat, he tried several times, but due to ghosting, he made an input error.He patted his thigh angrily, and yelled into the phone.

"Hey, Ciri, call the magic stick."

"Calling Shengun's mobile phone!" A magnetic electronic male voice sounded.

Cheng Tiao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly leaned against the wall, waiting for the other party to answer the phone.

The noisy ringtone on the phone rang for almost a minute, and just when he thought the other party would not answer the call, the ringtone suddenly stopped.

After the phone was quiet for a while, a man's rather melodious laughter suddenly rang out.

"Heh, Cheng Tiao, do you know what godfather was calling just now? A phone call almost sent your godfather away." Qin He laughed with some gasps, probably after some strenuous exercise.

Cheng Tiao had known for a long time that the other party was an old bachelor. After a moment of silence, he asked politely, "Then have you finished the fight?"

"It's over, good guy, that thing is so ugly, I was so frightened that I gave it over on the spot." Qin He's panting calmed down a little, and he couldn't help but start bragging.

Oh, it turned out to be hitting the mistress.

Cheng Tiao calmly forgot about the messy things he was thinking just now, he was still a very pure high school student.

"What do you want me to do? Don't talk about puberty troubles. I need to tell someone. I will beat you up." Qin He asked slowly.

Cheng Tiao thumped his chest hard twice, forcing down the feeling of vomiting that was almost rising.

After swallowing twice with some difficulty in his throat, he opened his mouth again: "I don't know, I suddenly started to feel uncomfortable in the afternoon, dizziness, tinnitus and double vision in front of my eyes, it feels as if my soul is about to be sucked away.

There was a sudden silence on the other side for a while.

"Are you sure it's not because you're young and vigorous and take too many planes?" Qin He suddenly asked with a smile.

"Get out!" Cheng Tiao yelled angrily. As a person with the burden of being an idol, he would only do this kind of thing in the dormitory until he got home on Friday. How could it be so frequent!

Qin He sneered: "Just kidding, hold on a little longer. Godfather will be here soon."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Tiao covered his face with his hands tiredly, he wanted to cry for no reason.

He felt that he was indeed a tragedy. He was suddenly possessed by someone when he was fine, and he was almost "suicide" by cutting his wrist. He even had to wear a wide watch to cover up the scar on his wrist.

But from the beginning to the end, he was obviously done everything, why should he suffer this kind of crime and take the blame for that person?

Just when he was almost brewing and tears were about to fall, a cold hand suddenly stretched out from the neckline to his back.

"Grass!" Cheng Tiao was so frightened that he fell back and was supported by one hand.

He turned his head and looked back, only to see three Lin Jian standing vaguely in front of him smiling at him.

Cheng Tiao: "..." It was scary.

"What are you thinking about at the same table, your face looks like shit. If there is something unhappy, say it happily." Lin Jian put a hand on Cheng Tiao's shoulder, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the steps beside him.

While watching Cheng Tiao's expression, he quietly rubbed his sweaty palms on the other's shoulder.

Cheng Tiao felt that his body was a little wet, and even the tip of his hair was still a little sweaty, so he frowned and pushed him: "Your mother's face is like a stool, and you can't speak nice words. You chopped it up."

Lin Jian laughed without being angry, and patted Cheng Tiao's shoulder quite naturally and asked, "What's the matter, I heard that you handed in Chinese in just over 40 minutes, and the speed is amazing?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't want to answer the question." Cheng Tiao was irritated, and he pushed the hand on his shoulder away impatiently.

Lin Jian couldn't help but clasped his hands together and clapped for him: "Okay, as expected of Cheng Youwei, awesome!"

The two sat side by side for a while, Cheng Tiao had been thinking about it, but now his mood recovered a little.

He glanced at his side with his chin propped on his hands, and stared blankly at Lin Jian who was dazed on the steps of the stairs.It must have taken some time for this guy to find him on the top floor, otherwise he wouldn't have been sweating profusely just now.

"So if you find me, making a direct phone call will be more tiring than running up and down?" He couldn't help but complain.

As soon as Lin Jian mentioned this, he felt a little wronged: "Damn, you dare to say that your mobile phone number has not been given to me. I just sent you a dozen messages from Penguin, and several voice messages. You don't even give me a bird."

Cheng Tiao: "..." It sounded like it was indeed his fault.

"I don't care, if you don't give me your mobile phone number today, we will die here today." Lin Jian stomped his feet deliberately, as if you disagreed with me and immediately acted on the spot.

"Crazy." Cheng Tiao scolded with a smile, and threw the phone directly into his arms.

Lin Jian was also polite, and after finding out that Cheng Tiao's lock screen did not have a password, he directly opened the communication and used the other party's mobile phone to call himself.

After discovering that Cheng Tiao's attention was not on him, he quietly noted his number as: the number one handsome man in the universe.

Just as he was thinking about whether the universe would appear a little too frivolous, and whether he should change it to the world's number one coach, Cheng Tiao's cell phone rang suddenly.

He quickly pushed the deskmate next to him who was about to fall asleep at any time: "Hey, the magic stick called you."

"Ah?" Cheng Tiao looked at him in a daze, and then he realized that he took the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Come down, I'm under your teaching building, I came by car." The other party's voice came from the other end of the phone.

…………

"Grass?"

"Grass!"

Standing under the teaching building, Lin Jian and Cheng Tiao said a word at the same time, but the former was amazed, while the latter was collapsed.

I saw a conspicuous red four-wheel electric scooter for the elderly, parked steadily in front of the teaching building.

"At the same table, is your grandfather coming to pick you up from school?" Lin Jian's expression seemed a bit indescribable.

Cheng Tiao's expression seemed even more indescribable than his.

The author has something to say: Lin Jian: Damn, this car is a bit awesome.

Cheng Tiao: Not only do I have double images, I must have hallucinations! ! !