The sound of rain surrounds the beam

Chen Ziyou didn't forget, but he didn't want to remember at all.

It's not his fault, the fault is at school.

Counting all kinds of large-scale activities since the establishment of the High School Affiliated to Meng University, the behavior style has inherited its usual banditry habits.

The students are okay, it does not violate the spirit of sportsmanship, and it is a good thing to have a sense of competition.However, for activities such as sports games and team building that require a team of teachers to end, the style of painting can basically be summarized as - picky, hooligan, and shameless.

Pulling banners and spraying each other is already considered a basic operation. Some class teachers adhere to the mentality of "I'm tired and no one wants to run away".

In the annual mobilization meeting, School Chen claimed that the school is short of funds, and whoever suffers cannot suffer for the children. Most of the budget is spent on student prizes, which directly leads to the pitiful lack of prizes for teacher projects.

When Chen Ziyou first arrived, he was foolishly tricked into helping Liu Yayu's class running event. He ran 2000 meters like a fool/force, and when he arrived at the prize receiving place, he found that there were only two mechanical pencils to take, and he was sullen.

The pencil was brought in front of Liu Yayu to complain, and the other party held a small umbrella and sat elegantly in the auditorium, facing the questioning with a calm expression: "Be content, the first prize of the teacher's fun project the year before last was the toilet brush, you should be decent when you take it back Son."

Chen Ziyou: "..."

After hearing what happened to him, Ouyang Li, the confidant brother, was very sympathetic: "It's horrible, no matter how stingy the experiment in J City used to be, it wasn't to this extent."

Chen Ziyou smiled suddenly, and said bluntly: "As a roommate, shouldn't you express that you can complete a fun project together?"

Ouyang Lisuan caught up with the good times. This year, the Affiliated High School of Mengda and the No. [-] Middle School of Chongqing held the sports meeting on the same day.

The school sent people to purchase a batch of limited-edition water glasses co-branded with Starbucks. The price is high, so the quantity is not large. Although it is not worthless to fight over a few water glasses, it is a great improvement compared to previous years.

"If conditions permit, I really want to participate." Fun projects are of little importance to Ouyang Li.

When Chen Ziyou heard the joke: "Really?"

Ouyang Li honestly stated his purpose: "I want a cup."

"It's absolutely fine. In this way, you run with me, I don't want a cup." Two years have passed, and Chen Ziyou is no longer a stupefied young man who jumped just because he was tricked. He didn't blush at the other party's idea: "Come on, old Ou" , my student really likes you, I look forward to seeing Zunrong, the male god of the college every day."

The male god himself doesn't visit the forums, so he doesn't know anything about it: "The male god? What male god?"

The forum of the attached high school has been bombed for a month. Enthusiastic alumni don't think it's a big deal, so they follow the trend and come up with a voting post: Follow your heart!Vote for your favorite college hero!

Many grade figures and student union officials were nominated, and only three people were selected from the teacher group, including Chen Ziyou. Ouyang Li's votes soared all the way, and he broke through the siege from a small fresh meat, and won the title of "College God", earning enough face for the teacher group , to describe another period of attached middle school myth.

Chen Ziyou told him not to care about so many details: "Don't worry about any male gods, as long as you are willing to come, the male gods of City D are all yours."

Ouyang Li shook his head: "I haven't finished yet. Last week, Principal Chen asked me to work with the radio station to be responsible for the broadcasting of the sports meeting. This time it's fine. And I don't teach class five, so it's unreasonable to help in your class."

Chen Ziyou was heartbroken, and refused to give up Lao Ou, the weed beside the nest: "Living under the same roof, at least it's a friendship that has slept in the same bed, can't I go through the back door?!"

Can you stop bringing up this kind of shit... Ouyang Li stared at the other party for a few seconds, then let go when the doorbell for the food delivery rang: "Well, actually, I have a little selfishness."

He walked to the door, turned his head and smiled sweetly with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes were pure and kind, but Chen Ziyou only felt full of malice, and his spine shivered: "I heard that Teacher Liu said that you were very active the year before last, and I really want to see you this year. one time."

"..."

Even Ouyang Li, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, betrayed the revolution...

Life is not easy, Xiao Chen sighed.

On the day of the sports meeting, the sky was blue and clear. It had been cloudy for several days and finally cleared up. The clouds were thin and spread from the top of the head to the distance.

The temperature was not high in the early morning, and it was a bit cold with long sleeves and school uniforms. Chen Ziyou had something to deal with, so he ordered the squad leader to organize a team to move the chairs and equipment to the shed first, and then go to the position specified by the square team to line up.

Chen Ziyou is more of a Buddhist person. Sports in the fifth class is not his strong point. He is very casual about the arrangement of the class. Whoever wants to do it is responsible for it. The budget will be deducted from the class fee after the class meeting is discussed.

Chen Ziyou only participated in the final planning part of several class meetings, and he didn't know the specific effect. After finishing it, he went downstairs and got lost in the playground for a full 10 minutes. It's not like my class.

The squad leader had sharp eyes, raised his arms and shouted from afar: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen!! Our class is here!"

Then Chen Ziyou looked at the voice——oh, it was dazzling, the red flag ribbons, banners, and a Chinese drum with one left and one right acting as door gods, it was very festive.

The fourth class next door, Feng Mu, went crazy laughing, and took out his mobile phone with Xu Yao to shoot a short video: "It's spectacular, your class is really a genius in design!"

It is rare for Chen Ziyou to reach a consensus with him: "I have won the award, but I can't talk about a design genius, it's almost neither fish nor fowl."

The class monitor was a lively little girl, and she leaned over to ask him as if asking for a reward: "How is the teacher, have we arranged it well?"

Chen Ziyou turned his head, and tapped Wang Jia on the head of Wang Jia whose face was full of compliments from the list of the sports meeting: "What a fart, which big girl are you going to marry?"

This year, the class has indeed risen. Chen Xiao gave a speech in a brand-new sportswear, and there was a photo record underneath. Compared with previous years, not only a few strings of balloons were released, but also a car of white pigeons, competing with Chongqing a few miles away.

Zhong Mengyuan murmured in a low voice: "Then is it the white dove that the fuck is flying? It's our tuition fee." The people around laughed and staggered after hearing this.

At 09:30, the game officially started.

In the sports meeting of high school, mobile phones and snacks should be banned according to the school rules, but the regulations and the operation are two different things. The students in the class are well aware of Chen Ziyou's urination. Eat and eat.

Their class is good in study, but in terms of sports, there are not many who can do it well. Besides, Chen Ziyou doesn't care for rankings. It's group activities, eating and drinking well.

The sports meeting stipulates that one person can apply for five events, and the few with developed motor nerves become the mainstay. The schedule is full. Even though there are still a lot of vacant registration forms, most of the time can only be watched.

In the morning track and field preliminaries, Jiang Chuan was warming up in the rest area, and a bottle of Pulse was handed under his nose: "God, give you water! Come on, let's bring our class back with our first victory!"

Looking up, Zhong Mengyuan's school uniform jacket was tied around his waist, holding a water bottle and smiling brightly at him.

Jiang Chuan didn't speak, and Yang Luo jumped out first to protest: "Your name is Zhong, you think you don't fight enough in junior high school! Don't think I don't know what you're up to!"

Zhong Mengyuan immediately changed his expression: "Did you see the poisoning or drugging? Look carefully, the cover is not open yet! The heart of a villain, bah."

"you!"

In the war of words, no one can compete with Zhong Mengyuan.The second debater of the dignified debate team, with sharp teeth, can drown a boatload of people with his saliva.

Jiang Chuan and Zhong Mengyuan have been in the same school since junior high school, and they forgot what was the reason for it in the first place. It was nothing more than an unpleasant fight over trivial matters such as seizing the basketball court.Zhong Mengyuan shuttled through the chaos, and he seemed to think that Jiang Chuan was the most handsome among the enemy troops, so he chased after the most handsome, and his relationship was extremely bad.

"Besides, I didn't send you off, so what are you in a hurry for?" Zhong Mengyuan took a few steps forward and blinked slyly: "Master, do you accept it or not?"

Jiang Chuan took it in one hand, and moved his eyes lightly: "Thank you."

"It's okay, I want to drink and talk again!" Zhong Mengyuan made a few exaggerated faces at Yang Luo, and continued to chat with the crowd.

Seeing this, Yao Xianhui curled his lips, hugged Jiang Chuan's school uniform and poked him: "Brother Chuan, what do you think he's planning?"

Jiang Chuan unscrewed the cap and took a gulp, glanced at Zhong Mengyuan who was chatting enthusiastically not far away, and ignored him.

The real-time broadcast spread throughout the playground along the current: "Please go to the inspection office for inspection as soon as possible for the contestants participating in the men's 400-meter preliminary competition. Repeat, the contestants for the men's 400-meter preliminary competition should go to the inspection office for inspection as soon as possible."

The voice is very magnetic and highly recognizable. The students who heard the voice immediately let out a depressing exclamation: "Ah, it's Teacher Ouyang!"

"Oh my god, my male god is in charge of the broadcast?? Is there still time to submit the manuscript!"

There were screams one after another, and Chen Ziyou sat in front and laughed heartily when he heard the movement, which was too fucking exaggerated.

Ouyang Li is thin-skinned, and he still refuses to admit it. Every time his colleagues tease him, his face is tense, he pretends to be calm and mature, and his ears are blushing when he takes a closer look.

It was a great opportunity for revenge, Chen Ziyou propped up his elbow to block the sun, and sent a message to the handsome roommate with one hand.

Teaching can't save the Chinese: is there?come out and see

Teaching won't save Chinese people: [image]

Teaching can't save Chinese people: Teacher Ouyang is sincerely invited to appreciate this photograph: students dancing ecstatically when they hear the voice of the male god in the college.

After waiting for a long time, I got a short and powerful "Lue" for a second, and never returned after that.Ouyang Li was extremely shy and would do this, Chen Ziyou squinted his eyes, trying to get his body back together.

After ten o'clock, the temperature gradually rose. Wang Jia, who had been frozen like a dog just now, regained his spirits. He took a closer look at the front, back, left, and right sides: "Get ready, the two of them are going to bed!"

But just cheering, Chen Ziyou kept playing the game.

This level has been going on for three days, and he has been saving materials to upgrade. In the end, most of the boss's blood has been lost. The ultimate move is almost ready and only the last blow is missing. Chen Ziyou aimed at the critical moment when he was shocked by the deafening drumbeat, and his hand slipped. The big move hit the landscape, and the boss beat him to death with three punches in a berserk state.

Although the number of entries for the fifth class is small, it is more powerful and has a sense of collective honor. It opened its throat and cheered for the two people on the runway:

"Jiang Chuan! Come on! Yao Xianhui! Come on!!"

"Brother Chuan and Brother Yao rushing to the duck!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh run!!!"

"You are the best!!!!"

The neighbors were all shocked by it, watching them go crazy, most of them forgot to cheer for their class.

The power of the big drum is not limited, just one is enough. This time, I rented a pair to perform exercises together, mixed with other noises, and surrounded by 360 degrees.

The WeChat interface popped up, and Chen Ziyou didn't want to look down when he saw the name, so he slipped his hand and poked it in.

oyl: Are you there?come out and see

oyl: [image]

oyl: Title of work: Teacher Xiao Chen who is overwhelmed by students

After zooming in on the phone lens, the pixels are moving. In the high blur, one can vaguely find the figure of Chen Ziyou who was hijacked among restless students, wrapped tightly in a jacket and huddled in a corner, his glasses slipped down, and he was dull and lifeless.

People are always like this, bothering about those trivial things.

Chen Ziyou's provocation was naive first, and Ouyang Li's holding on to it was even more naive, but according to his personality, it was Chen Ziyou who took advantage of Ouyang Li's behavior.