School grass he is too good

"What are you doing?" Lin Jian covered the place where he was hit with a straight face in astonishment.

Perhaps it was because Cheng Tiao was probably really tired these two days, so he didn't feel much pain, anyway, it was far less than heartache.

Because he never thought that Cheng Tiao would not agree to such a small request of his own, and it was fine if he refused, and he actually beat someone directly.

I'm probably the most pitiful person in the world, Lin Jian thought sadly.

Cheng Tiao didn't say a word, and raised his hand expressionlessly, intending to punch him again, but this time he didn't succeed, and the fist was blocked by Lin Jian halfway.

Lin Jian felt aggrieved, "Don't go too far, why don't you agree if you don't want to agree, why suddenly hit someone."

"Stop talking nonsense." Cheng Tiao gave him a backhanded elbow.

Lin Jian was caught off guard, and he jumped up from the bench while clutching his abdomen, and said in a broken voice, "No, brother, even if you want to beat me up, you must at least give me a reason." Well, I can't be beaten in vain."

Cheng Tiao turned his head away and sneered, "What's your name, big brother? It's so strange. My name is Dad."

After this period of time, he finally understood a truth. Although violence is not a good thing, it is undeniable that violence is indeed a very good thing in many cases.

Seeing the other party's slightly dangerous smile, Lin Jian took two steps back silently, and couldn't help but argue: "Why are you losing your temper with me so politely? Why don't I just win you a game. It's not enough, you mind..."

"Is the lawn here fake?" Cheng Tiao asked suddenly.

Lin Jian subconsciously turned her head to look at the lawn behind her, "It should be...grass!"

Cheng Tiao kicked him onto the lawn, then stepped forward and put a knee on his back, strangled his neck with one hand, "Call Dad."

"I called you uncle." Lin Jian cursed angrily while lying on the grass.

At first, he wanted to simply throw Cheng Tiao off his back, but he thought that the opponent's knee was still injured, and if he bumped into it, it would probably hurt a lot, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

It turns out... is this the pain of licking a dog? He suddenly felt that he was too fucking humble!

"Hey, hurry up." Cheng Tiao shouted impatiently.

This kind of action is too strange, especially since Lin Jian didn't resist, he suddenly felt what shame is.

Lin Jian lay helplessly on the grass, "What's the matter with you today?"

"Hurry up!" Cheng Tiao was so depressed that he couldn't help but lowered his head and bit the back of the opponent's neck. It wasn't too hard but it left a row of teeth marks.

Lin Jian hissed, and before he felt the pain, goosebumps rose up on his body.He couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and patted his back, and said submissively, "OK, OK, you are my father, okay, come down quickly."

After saying this, he suddenly froze for a moment. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong for a while.

"I agree." The corners of Cheng Tiao's mouth finally lifted, he lowered his head and kissed Lin Jian's ear lightly, then got up in a hurry and prepared to run towards the playground.

It's a pity that he forgot that there was a bench next to him, because he was too excited, his knee hit the back of the stainless steel bench as soon as he turned around, and he swears in pain and then jumps around on the spot After a few clicks, he continued to run without looking back.

Lin Jian lay on the grass in a daze and covered his reddened ear that was kissed earlier with his hand. After a while, he turned over and lay on the ground staring blankly at the sky.

"I rely on!"

After regaining his senses, Lin Jian immediately sat up straight, his arms were trembling slightly, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to grab a handful of green grass from his side to express his inner feelings. excited.

He felt that his mind was just like this place, full of grass, rows of grass.

"Hey, what are you doing, that classmate, you are so unqualified in broad daylight!" Director Wang saw someone rolling on the lawn from a distance, and he was so angry that he trotted over.

After seeing Lin Jian, Director Wang looked even angrier, "It's you again, didn't you see the sign next to it. Stepping on the lawn is prohibited, aren't those large characters conspicuous? Are you lacking morals!"

Lin Jian: "..." It's miserable, extreme joy begets sorrow.

……

"I'll go, Cheng Tiao, are you allergic? Your face is so red." Lu Manyao asked curiously when she saw Cheng Tiao's blush profile.Because the other party's skin is too fair, the redness is particularly obvious

Cheng Tiao subconsciously pressed the back of his hand to his hot face, and he lowered his eyes and said vaguely: "Maybe, I seem to be a little allergic to dust."

The little lady is prone to allergies, and basically wears a mask all the time in spring, so he is still familiar with these symptoms.

After looking at Cheng Tiao again, he frowned and said, "No, dust allergies shouldn't be your symptom. Do you want to go to the school infirmary?"

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Cheng Tiao said in a low voice with his palms on both sides of his cheeks.

The teachers' competition was relatively less intense, and it seemed to be much more Buddhist than the students' sports meeting, but the students in each class still cheered for the teachers in their class with red necks and throats.

It seemed that with a louder voice and momentum, their teacher could really run faster.

When the male and female teachers were four times 100 meters, Lin Gungun shouted desperately in the crowd: "Go, Lao Bai, if you win, we will treat you to hot pot, go!!!"

Seeing this, the students in other classes also shouted together with some reluctance to admit defeat, but the combined voices couldn't suppress Lin Gun's voice alone.

"Teacher of the third regiment, come on!"

A bright and magnetic voice came out from the speaker with the loudspeaker in hand, and everyone turned their heads in unison to see who was so skilled and bold.

When they saw Cheng Tiao holding a trumpet, everyone didn't feel too surprised. After all, Cheng was always able to bring surprises to people.

"Teacher of the third regiment, come on!"

"Teacher Three..."

"…………"

Cheng Tiao hurriedly turned his back on his back, and frantically researched how to turn off the repeating sound of the speaker. At first, he just wanted to hide behind the crowd and play tricks, but he didn't expect this thing to have such an operation.

After exhausting all his efforts, he finally turned off the horn and put it back to its original position. He covered his face in embarrassment and crouched on the steps, falling into silence.

It's just fucking social death, who invented this insane trumpet to kill people!

"The following is the radio script of Cheng Tiao from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. Our beloved Teacher Lin is on the runway at the moment..."

Changqing, who was far away on the rostrum, had no idea what happened on the playground. After the teachers' relay race started, he naturally picked up the manuscript that Cheng Tiao had written before and began to read.

Most of the broadcast scripts in the class were written by the other party. One thing to say, he felt that Cheng Tiao was indeed a student of liberal arts.

After Cheng Tiao, who was on the verge of collapse, heard the broadcast, he even wanted to find a hole to bury himself in.

It's normal that this broadcast is too good at taking time. He just finished calling the teacher's nickname, and it seems a bit contrived to publish such a broadcast draft.

"Tell me, what is Article [-] of the school discipline and school rules?" Director Wang sat on the bench and asked Lin Jian who was standing opposite him expressionlessly.

Lin Jian lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and repeated the school discipline and school rules that he had memorized countless times in a low voice: "Treat the school as your own home, and don't destroy school property, trample on the lawn, or climb trees at will. Waiting for behavior. Don't fight in the corridor..."

Director Wang didn't calm down after he finished reciting it, but became even more angry, "I still remember it well, so how could you do such a thing? It shows that you know the law and break the law! Lin Jian, you remember it for me, you have a good academic performance. It's not your amulet, you must first understand the shame of being a person!"

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong! I promise, I won't do it again next time." Lin Jian also understood that what he did was a bit wicked, but he was really a little too excited before.

Director Wang let out a dissatisfied snort, and then sneered: "You are like this every time. How many self-criticisms have you written this semester? How much has Ren Chengtiao corrected this semester? After playing, I don't even ask for your learning attitude, can you stop messing with so many moths!"

Facts have proved that all the teachers really like Cheng Tiao. Even when he is lame in mathematics, the math teachers in Class [-] would praise each other in front of other teachers from time to time, but of course they can only praise each other's learning attitude.

Now Lin Jian couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth when he heard the word Cheng Tiao, but soon he corrected his attitude, "Yes, you are right, I will definitely study hard with Cheng Tiao in the next time!"

Director Wang nodded, "Okay, then explain to me first, why are you messing up the lawn?"

Lin Jian: "..."

……

While waiting for the awards ceremony on the playground, Cheng Tiao learned of a very...a rumor that he didn't know how to describe it.

It roughly means that he was dissatisfied because he lost to Lin Jian in the 3000-meter race, so he called him to the back of the grove and beat him up.

After Lin Jian was beaten unilaterally, he lay down on the lawn and cried loudly, but Master Wang appeared like a god and promised to uphold justice for him before he persuaded him from the ground.

Cheng Tiao: "..." What the hell is this all about?

For this kind of rumor, the students in Class [-] and Class [-] seem to be quite calm, their painting styles are quite consistent, and the words they say are somewhat similar.

"How is it possible? It's not the first time Lin Jian's evil pen has been beaten up by Brother Tiao, so he didn't cry so easily."

"It's full of nonsense, Cheng Tiao in our class is a civilized person, even if he strikes, he is measured, how could he make people cry!"

After hearing the students in the class sincerely defending him, Cheng Tiao didn't know whether to be relieved or sad for a while, but today's rumor still has some credibility, at least he beat Lin Jian. real.

For this, he didn't feel regretful... no, actually he was a little bit regretful, a little bit regretful that he didn't do it earlier, wouldn't it be so simple and rude?

After stepping down from the rostrum, Cheng Tiao gained quite a lot. In addition to a few certificates of merit and a certificate that had not yet been written on his name, he also received a complete set of the Four Great Classics, a pen with the school badge on it, and an invisible Great looking thermos.

In addition, there are some small gifts for participation awards that will be distributed to each class at that time, and the class that won the first prize in the sports meeting also received a class bonus of 1000 yuan, and the fifth class won a third prize. A bonus of six hundred yuan.

But Cheng Tiao didn't see Lin Jian until the end of the awards, and Lin Chen even helped to receive the other party's prize.

"Have your excitement calmed down now, are you still excited?" Director Wang asked quietly while sitting in the auditorium.

Lin Jian, who was pushing the walk-behind lawnmower and weeding the football field with difficulty, was extremely devastated. He wiped off his sweat and nodded, "I've calmed down."

Director Wang showed a kind smile and said with satisfaction: "That's good."

Don't you like pulling weeds, so I'll let you pull as many as you want at once.

The author has something to say: Cheap: On the first day of having a boyfriend, I was weeding on the football field :)

From the last bit of stubbornness of our jumping, forced to make cheap confession~

The next thing is probably the daily love between the naives, and the women's clothing hell that Tiaotiao will face 23333

Thanks to Limingyouxingchen, w, hee hee hee III, prism-Jinjin, 3104 for their lovely nutrient solution, give me a kiss~