The sound of rain surrounds the beam

——There was a fight in Class [-], Senior High School.

When the news spread to the office, Chen Ziyou was no longer surprised: "It's the two of them again, isn't it? Ten laps of the playground, you don't need to tell me about this kind of thing in the future."

"No, it's not..." The more anxious the messenger was, the more wheezing and wheezing he became, and he couldn't speak clearly, his face turned red and he choked out a sentence: "It's Zhong Mengyuan who fought with people from Class Two!"

Chen Ziyou hurriedly rushed out.

Jiang Chuan and Zhong Mengyuan's horoscope disagreement is the tacit fact of the whole class, and even the whole grade, and trivial matters can quarrel for a month.

The boys were full of vigor, quarreling inevitably pushed and shoved, and there was a bloody battle every now and then, so frightened that the class leader went back to invite the head teacher.

The bruises on his arm and face looked bluffing, Zhong Mengyuan usually talked so much, and asked the reason for the fight with his mouth curled up and kept silent, let alone Jiang Chuan, who couldn't fart with three sticks, and looked back like two people Like a poke in front of his eyes, he made a special trip to add embarrassment to Chen Ziyou.

Chen Ziyou was so angry that his brain ached, he pointed to the playground outside the window and issued an ultimatum: "Go, each of you go to the playground and run ten laps. I'll watch you run. Isn't energy useless? In the future, if you hit and run once, you still don't believe it can't be cured." you guys."

Ten laps against Jiang Chuan's small case, the other can't stand it.

At the end of the run, the smell of blood came up and stuck in his throat. Zhong Mengyuan ran so drunk that he was really afraid of the 2000 meters. Later, when Jiang Chuan met Jiang Chuan at the same window for lunch in the cafeteria, he had to make a detour and settled down for a while.

When Chen Ziyou arrived at the battlefield, the scene was very chaotic.

The two squads were in a mess, and the black and white gathered together to fight. The parties were extremely excited, and they all determined to add some color to each other's faces, and the distance between them was very small.

Li Siqi was punched, with bruises on the corner of her mouth, she couldn't help yelling: "Zhong Mengyuan, are you human? You! Didn't I just say a few words about Jiang Chuan, you still have to start when you can't scold enough?!"

Zhong Mengyuan kicked his legs forward while being supported by his shoulders: "I'm going to fucking beat you up! I don't like seeing your donkey face! What? You bit me?!"

"Zhong Mengyuan! Come to my office!"

From the inner stairs on the third floor, the third room from the west is the science office.

Zhong Mengyuan walked eight hundred times a day to deliver homework and collect homework. He stood outside the door, took out his trouser pockets, straightened his collar, and knocked on the door familiarly: "Report."

"Come in." He dared to enter only when there was a voice inside.

In the self-study class, there is no one else in the office except Chen Ziyou, the room is bright and spacious.Chen Ziyou touched the pen tip to the paper and put down the lesson plan: "Here you come? Find a place to sit."

Just looking at his expression did not seem to be a sign of getting angry, Zhong Mengyuan heaved a sigh of relief: "There is no need for a leader, I can just stand."

Chen Ziyou laughed, the frame of the glasses slid down a little, and he lifted it casually: "Don't do this, let's talk about what's going on first, and then I'll consider whether you need to run for those ten laps."

The half-smiling expression made Zhong Mengyuan's hair stand on end, and he immediately straightened his back: "Report to the teacher, because of playing basketball!"

In the final analysis, it was just a friendly match. Those in the second class didn't play very well. Jue Tonggen was pretty good at it. He came from the Jiangchuan school team. Strict defense was useless to him. He still opened the gap in the first 10 minutes and scored a big score. Hang and beat.

The rest areas of the two classes were close together, and the people on the opposite side didn't talk about their own food, but sneered at each other, saying that Jiang Chuan knew how to be handsome, and he was afraid that the people in the fifth class would not be able to hear him, so he spoke very loudly.

After going back and forth, Yang Luo couldn't sit still, and rolled up his sleeves to go over and reason.

Zhong Mengyuan called him to stop, and raised his head in a cheap way and asked, "Yang Er, do you know why some popular celebrities are often called a jerk by some straight men?"

"what?"

"Because ugliness makes more trouble than others." Zhong Mengyuan chatted with Yang Luo with a smile, and moved around like ADHD, his eyes sharply glanced to the other side: "It's the same as some ugliness who blame their opponents for being handsome, understand?"

Zhong Mengyuan has never been afraid of anyone when he is loud and talkative, the second debater of the dignified debate team, everyone is in front of him, so he is afraid that he will not be able to diss?

Everything that happened next went with the flow, Chen Ziyou understood: "Then there was a fight?"

"Yes." Zhong Mengyuan nodded.

Chen Ziyou raised his eyebrows: "You moved first?"

"Correct."

"...In such a reasonable situation, it was you who made the first move?"

Zhong Mengyuan nodded again, with his hands behind his back, the attitude of admitting his mistakes was very correct: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I was impulsive."

Young, impatient.

Chen Ziyou said bitterly: "Tell me about you. You are a member of the debate team. You can fight... Bah, if you can move your mouth, don't do it. That's not a good idea. Who are you hitting?"

Zhong Mengyuan: "..."

How to teach people, what teacher!

Needless to say, Chen Ziyou is well known for his lack of temper.

But today there is no change. It is unreasonable to hit someone first, and it is unreasonable not to give some punishment.Considering the little boy's self-esteem, Chen Ziyou took advantage of the self-study class to call him out, humbly admitted his mistake, and went to the office door to punish him for a class.

Zhong Mengyuan had no heart and didn't feel ashamed at all, as long as he didn't run ten laps, he could do anything.

After receiving the fine, Zhong Mengyuan poked at the door, only to find that there was another person in the opposite corner of the corridor when he stood still. The piece on the chest of the school uniform was painted with graffiti in a mess, and his standing posture was slack.

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't help showing a sense of sympathy and sympathy for the same people who have fallen into the world.

Zhong Mengyuan recognized him, he was the most sand sculpture recruited by the club last year.He built a bass and drum club by himself, and embraced Bai Sheng, a sophomore in high school who had a strong sense of presence on bass, and howled loudly whenever anyone passed by.

Zhong Mengyuan can chat with anyone: "Brother, what happened?"

"Skipping class and smoking, I ran into Teacher Ouyang on the rooftop, he dragged me into training for 10-[-] minutes, and just let me go." Bai Cheng pulled his lips and said, "What about you?"

"Me?" Zhong Mengyuan puffed out his chest proudly: "I dedicated my life for love without leaving a name."

"Your name is Zhong Mengyuan, right? I met you at the competition." Bai Sheng changed his posture with a sore leg, and continued naturally: "I used to be on the debate team, but then the team didn't want me anymore."

Zhong Mengyuan subconsciously: "Why?"

"Teacher Chen thinks I talk too much bullshit." Bai Cheng sniffled as he spoke, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the big boy with a gloomy face in the corner, and his tongue stuck in fright: "Damn it, what's going on?! Why are there still people watching us... "

"..." Jiang Chuan, who was watching silently, moved over slowly.

The afternoon sun was baking on his back, and Zhong Mengyuan's pupils lit up, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, his heart was pounding against his chest: "Why are you here?!"

Jiang Chuan had just passed the voice change period, and his voice was slightly magnetic: "Go to the bathroom."

"You're carrying a water toilet?" Zhong Mengyuan was in a high mood, and two thin slices of flesh were squeezed out of his baby-fat cheeks: "Did you feel sorry for me after watching me fight?"

Bai Sheng's mouth couldn't stay idle, and he saw the needles: "What do you care about when you fight?"

Zhong Mengyuan showed him his red arm: "I'm all injured!!"

"Then if I smoke, I might get lung cancer. Old Ou trained me just now. I accidentally burned my hands with the cigarette butt/butt. How come no one cares about me? If you don't believe me, look!" Bai Sheng raised his hand and yelled at Zhong Mengyuan. .

The two of you looked miserable, Jiang Chuan stared at him shallowly, and hid the water bottle behind his back: "I see that you have a good chat, so I don't need to feel sorry for you."

"..."

Squeezed between the two, Bai Sheng didn't know whether to appease the lost elementary school boy or go after the tall boy who left angrily, scratching the back of his head, as if he understood something: "...Oh, I'm sorry, let's talk Is the token of love between the two of you pulse pulse?"

Zhong Mengyuan is about to eat people: "I'll kill you ('Δ')"

Lived up to the zero precipitation rate of the weather forecast, a torrential rain covered the sun in the evening, and the fog from the window was broken by fragmented water droplets, trickling through the window lattice.

The lights in the office were turned on early, but they were not very bright. One of the lamp tubes was broken, Zizi struggled to evaporate the residual heat, and the flickering light blocked a rainy scene.

Anyway, he couldn't leave for a short time. After seeing off his colleagues, Ouyang Li stayed safely at his work station, plugged in his earphones, turned the volume up to seven, and went back after finishing the exam papers.

Chen Ziyou came twice, and the second time he saw that there was no one in the office, he moved his book with him, occupying the position on the right side of the other party, and picked up another earphone and stuffed it into his ear.

Ouyang Li's eyes moved, and he turned his pen in a leisurely manner. He saw that the other party was startled by a black voice, and laughed heartlessly with his elbows on the table.

Not only smiling, but also face to ask: "Does it sound good?"

The sound of the rain intensified, and the sound of hitting the glass was blurred. In fact, Chen Ziyou couldn't tell the difference between a black voice and a roar. He simply felt that his ears were shaking, so he put it down and was curious: "Do you not shake your legs when you listen to this kind of song?"

"Shaking, but how can you be fooled by shaking now." Ouyang Li changed the subject very quickly: "By the way, your birthday is two days away, is there anything you want?"

Chen Ziyou raised his eyebrows: "It's half a month left, you ask me now?"

The shaking red nib pulled his attention away from the book, Ouyang Li shrugged: "You'd better think about it, otherwise I might give you the green radish raised in the bedroom as a birthday greeting."

It's him, Ouyang Li can definitely do this kind of thing.

Chen Ziyou's birthday is at the end of April, the end of spring and the beginning of summer when it is neither hot nor cold but already infested by mosquitoes.

The cycle of karma and retribution is not good. Someone talks about the age difference all day long, and remembers 430 days better than anyone else. It is really unreasonable to pretend to be ignorant.

Chen Ziyou smiled, "You want to give me a present?"

The other party's wrong words are always misplaced: "I saw the poisoning incident by my roommate two days ago, and I was terrified. I have to thank my roommate for not killing me."

Chen Ziyou made a fuss cooperatively: "Wow, thank you so much."

Some people’s lives are exquisite and full of rituals, such as Ouyang Li; some people have to go out to tell each other on their birthdays, such as Xu Yao; Can mouth be discounted, especially Chen Ziyou.

Surprised by his reality, Ouyang Li didn't look at him, his right hand was still wrapped in gauze, and he struggled to draw strokes: "If you think about it carefully, there is really nothing missing?"

"Okay, I'll judge for you. It hurts to look at it." Chen Ziyou took the pen and thought about it as he said: "I'm short of luck."

"..." Ouyang Li shook his sore wrist, and said speechlessly, "It's not the kind that is so lacking."

Half a month ago, I went to the mall to buy things. If I spend more than [-], I can participate in the lucky draw.

After so many public executions, Chen Ziyou became dizzy when he saw the word lottery.The black history of spending 20 yuan and winning a total price of [-] yuan in the lottery is vivid. The law of non-existence must be Europe has not been verified in Chen Ziyou. For more than [-] years, it must be the same.

Given a rare opportunity, he handed over the executive power to his roommate who seemed to be possessed by the Emperor of Europe: "It's okay if you don't win, just don't get a tissue, I don't want to see it again."

There are quite a lot of requests, Ouyang Li reached into the lottery box, and suddenly shook his hand: "No more draws."

Seeing the situation, Chen Ziyou hurriedly pressed it down: "Don't, don't, twitch."

Otherwise, he always said that his uncle had opened his hands and lived up to expectations, and he won a carton of milk and a small humidifier.

Milk Ouyang Li Meizi took home and boiled it in a small pot, carrying forward the traditional virtues and bringing his roommate. He likes sweets, so he added half a spoonful of sugar before serving.

The milk is boiling and bubbling, and the mist is within reach, and the living room smells of sweet milk.Ouyang Li wore anti-radiation glasses to watch variety shows, and told Chen Ziyou to drink a cup every day to prevent osteoporosis.

Chen Ziyou expressed disbelief while drinking.

The rain stopped for a while outside, the thick clouds dispersed, and a few lonely pieces of tofu floated.

There was a little stagnant water under the steps, and it was not easy to walk. Ouyang Li refused foreign aid, strided a certain distance with his lame legs, and looked back with pride and satisfaction leaking from every pore.

The wild cats in this area are not very afraid of people. Today, a white cat with yellow stripes sprang out from the bushes. Ouyang Li likes it very much. He named it Tangtang, and meowed all the way after his fart/ass.

"Stop meowing, cats are afraid of becoming a eunuch/prisoner, and wish they could walk around you."

Chen Ziyou was allergic to cat hair, fearing that Ouyang Li would repeat the same mistakes, he took the cat away for sterilization on impulse like in college, and hurriedly took him away with lingering fear.