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Zhu Jun was playing with the basketball in his hand, walked up to Song Yuan swaggeringly, and said, "Old Song, play."

Song Yuan put his hand on Yang Xiwo's head who was packing up, and said, "Stop fighting, I want to buy something, you go with the squad leader."

"Shopping? Okay, Internet cafe on Saturday?"

Song Yuan pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "No, I have to study for two days, I'm going to wash my hands now."

Yang Xi, I shook off the hand on his head and snorted coldly: "Go in the morning or afternoon, and relax properly."

Song Yuan said to Yang Xiwo: "Then when do you want to go?"

Zhu Jun was surprised: "Why do you still ask Yang Xi me?"

Song Yuan vowed: "He will give me tutoring. My goal is to become No.1 in the grade."

"Crazy you, wake up, Lao Song. Call me at a fixed time, and I'm at school. Damn, if Hanhan doesn't come, you won't come either. I'm leaving with the monitor."

Zhu Jun is very lonely recently, Song Yuan is busy studying, Kan Long injured his hand, and he has been hanging out with the monitor.Fortunately, Zhang Yunfeng, the class monitor, is a person with good grades and loves to play, so he is not so boring.

Song Yuan and Yang Xiwo packed up their things and waited for Uncle Li to come and pick them up.Uncle Li is a strong and tall man who has been following Song Yuan's father.The first time I saw Uncle Li, he questioned Yang Xiwo carefully, but Yang Xiwo always answered vaguely.Later, when I heard that Yang Xi was tutoring Song Yuan, I felt relieved and became more polite to Yang Xi.

The two of them had a meal in a restaurant, and then went to a sports store in downtown Jiangjing.Song Yuan chose four swim trunks of different styles, pulled Yang Xiwo over, and said, "Let's go, change your pants."

Song Yuan stood outside the locker room door and asked anxiously: "Are you ready? Let me go in and have a look, you open the door."

Yang Xi opened the door and called Song Yuan in, looked at Song Yuan in embarrassment, blushed and said, "I don't know if it's okay or not."

Before today's arrival, he had already prepared himself psychologically. Song Yuan calmed down his restless heart and never dared to look at him directly.He opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the young man's clean and thin body, with a deeply sunken collarbone.Every white spot seems to be a holy place, which he cannot touch or violate.He put his hand on Yang Xiwo's white psoas, put his hand into the belt, stroked it lightly, measured it, and asked hoarsely, "Is it tight?"

"It's okay, I'm just not used to it."

Song Yuan stretched out his hand and beat Yang Xi's chest, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, we all took a bath together, are you still afraid of this? Eat more, let's see how thin you are."

"It hurts..." Yang Xiwo grabbed his hand and said fiercely: "If it wasn't for my short height, I would really kill you. Turn around and change your clothes."

Song Yuan turned around helplessly, and said leisurely: "It's not that I haven't seen it, they are all boys, so what are you afraid of." He just said that if this is the case, he will go crazy, and he doesn't even know what to do out of line .

While putting on my clothes, Yang Xi said coldly, "Why don't you take them off?"

"Want to see mine? I can't see it, little monk, you are quite perverted. If you want to see it, tell me, I can meet all your needs. Who can make you look good?"

"Fuck off!"

After studying for a day, they finished their meal early and went out to the gymnasium in the community after more than an hour. There were still about ten people in the swimming pool.

Yang Xi, I saw Song Yuan wearing swimming trunks for the first time. Seeing his well-proportioned and muscular figure, and then looking at his skinny appearance, I couldn't help but sigh at Song Yuan's streamlined figure and his blistered whiteness. The skin suddenly became discouraged.He stretched out his hand and squeezed Song Yuan's chest muscles, which made Song Yuan growl in fright: "Fuck, what are you doing?"

Song Yuan was quite frightened by his actions, the temperature from his fingertips was like an electric current, which made his ears red and his face flushed, and he was at a loss.

"I don't have one, so I pinch you." Yang Xiwo touched his abdominal muscles mischievously, Song Yuan stepped back a few steps in fright, Yang Xiwo slightly raised his mouth and said, "Are you ticklish?"

What a bastard, I'm ticklish?I am afraid that I will really do something to you.This swimming is really just to torture myself.

When I first entered the water, Yang Xiwo was a little scared, grabbed Song Yuan's hand, and sighed softly: "It feels wonderful."

Song Yuan said: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I've been swimming for many years. Go slowly first, get used to the shallow water area, walk around, and feel the buoyancy of the water."

"I'm much better now."

"Then put your face in the water and blow bubbles, stand up and breathe normally."

"Okay." Yang Xi and I took a deep breath and squatted down slowly, practicing slowly.This is the first time that the whole body has been immersed in the water, and the body feels floating, so quiet, so comfortable, and suitable for thinking.When he was out of breath, he suddenly raised his head, breathing quickly, his eyes were red from the water.

After practicing several times, Song Yuan touched his fair and tender face, and said softly: "You just keep it like this. I'll go for a swim and come back to find you."

Yang Xi and I were practicing, and couldn't help but stop to look at Song Yuan's freestyle swimming in the swimming pool, as fast as a swordfish, full of the beauty of speed.For the first time, Yang Xi felt that Song Yuan was quite handsome, and couldn't help but sigh how strong his waist is.

Yang Xi, I practiced for a long time. When I looked up, Song Yuan was talking to a girl. After a while, I swam over and gasped, "How's your practice going?"

"Okay, do you know anyone?"

"No, the girl wanted me to teach her, but I refused. I want to teach you, but you haven't learned it yet, and I still want to swim with you. Cut the nonsense, let's go deeper, practice floating, and finally turn around Come to me to teach you a lesson, I feel very fulfilled now."

Yang Xi drank several sips of water when I practiced floating, gasping for breath while hugging Song Yuan, and said: "It's too difficult, I'm almost full, how much water do I have to drink?"

"Go on, hold my hand, don't be afraid, absolutely nothing will happen."

Yang Xi, my comprehension is very good, and I figured out how to breathe in the water by myself. Finally, Song Yuan taught him breaststroke: "Inhale in a shallow pool, move your center of gravity forward, push your legs first and then stroke your hands, turn your feet 90 degrees outward, and move horizontally." Kick off at 65 degrees, and then clamp your legs hard, and your body will move forward quickly; your hands will move to both sides and backwards at 30 degrees." Song Yuan demonstrated the movements while speaking.

Yang Xi and I followed suit, made mistakes a few times in the middle, and slowly groped, each time improving compared to the last time.Song Yuan couldn't help pinching his white and tender face from the water, and said excitedly: "You are so smart, you learned it all at once. Swim slowly, follow me..."

Yang Xi and I clumsily followed him and swam slowly, the water wrapped around my body, soft and smooth, very comfortable.Song Yuan slowly landed beside him, holding Yang Xiwo to dive in the deep water area, lovingly pinching his ears and neck in the water when he raised his hand.

The two soaked in the water from six o'clock in the evening to nine o'clock in the evening, took a bath in the gymnasium and walked back slowly.Song Yuan put his hand on Yang Xiwo's shoulder, touched Yang Xiwo's earlobe, and sighed: "Little monk, how can you comprehend so well? I really want to see what's in your head. I learned it after two days. , isn’t brother handsome in swimming?”

Yang Xi asked, "Are you really older than me?"

"I'm seventeen, I know you're sixteen," Song Yuan's voice was low and humming, pleasant to the ear.

Yang Xiwo made his ears turn red, patted his hand away, and asked softly, "How do you know? Information on the form?"

"Usually when Boss sends out the form for us to check the information, I see it, boy, let's go, go back and eat something, I'm so hungry."

"You go to the Internet cafe tomorrow, then I'll go home."

"Won't you stay with me?"

"No, I don't know why I went."

"Game, play with us, you apply for an account."

"No, it's more comfortable to sleep." He doesn't like to cause trouble for others, the Internet cafe is crowded with people, and the chance of meeting people is very high.In contrast, he is more willing to let Song Yuan have fun, after all Song Yuan has endured for more than a week.

The next day, after Song Yuan sent Yang Xiwo home, he followed Zhu Jun and Zhang Yunfeng to play games in an Internet cafe near the school.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yang Xiwo sent a message: go back early and preview the text.

The corners of Song Yuan's mouth curved upwards, his mind drifted far away, thinking of the incident where he secretly kissed the boy again last night.It's evil, but long live the evil.He stared at those pink lips for a long time, but he didn't dare to kiss them anyhow.For some reason, all he wanted was to kiss the boy when he was awake, to make the boy remember the kiss he had given.But this goal is far, far away.He could think that if he really did that, the boy would probably be frightened and then stare at him indifferently, and even get so angry that he would never talk to him again.

Zhu Jun watched the sweet smile on Song Yuan's face. Seeing that the smile was not simple, he hurried forward: "Old Song, who's the information? Is there someone you like?"

Song Yuan covered the phone with his big hand and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"

Zhu Jun stretched out his hand and tugged at his face, and said, "Look at your smile, the smile of a youthful spring heart, full of sweetness, tell me, which class is it?"

"Which class? Class 21."

Zhu Jun nodded, and said in a daze: "Class 21? No, we only have 21 classes. Are you bluffing me? I'm still in the [-]st century." Seeing that something was wrong, Zhu Jun immediately reported the situation to Kan Long listen.

Kan Long couldn't play games when he came to the Internet cafe, but he still wanted to mingle and watch movies to pass the time.How could he let go of the gossip about Song Yuan?He has always suspected that the reason why Song Yuan has been studying hard this week is that there are people he likes.

The two planned the days to come to find clues, to see which little goblin stole the soul of Jiangwai's school bully.

The people in Kan Long’s movie were eating, and he was a little hungry, so he yelled at Zhu Jun, “Old Pig, buy me something to eat.”

Zhu Jun was busy playing games, subconsciously said: "Buy it yourself..."

Kan Long pouted, walked towards the bar with a plaster hand in his hand, and bought some sausages and potato chips, but he couldn't hold it steady, and the potato chips and sausages accidentally fell into the arms of the player.

"Sorry, didn't mean to."

The boy who played the game swears: "Fuck, you bastard, when I'm in the middle of a decisive battle, can't you give birth a second late in your mother's womb?"

Kan Long grabbed the snacks and glared angrily: "You are the one who rides on the horse. Are you a weak chicken? You can't hold a bag of potato chips."

The boy threw his fist at Kan Long, and Kan Long immediately dodged and fled the scene.As soon as Song Yuan saw the boom, Kan Long had a conflict with someone when he looked over, and immediately ran over, grabbed the boy's arm, grabbed him, and asked coldly, "Does it hurt? Apologize if it hurts!"

"I apologize? He offended me first."

"Apologize!" Song Yuan grabbed the boy's arm with increasing strength, and his tone was cold.

A group of about a dozen of the boy's friends suddenly stood up and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? Are you fighting?"

The owner of the Internet cafe ran out and said in a panic: "I want to fight, don't bluff here."

The group of people were furious and aggressive, gearing up for preparations, and roared fiercely: "Fight, take it out."

Song Yuan twisted his neck, the light in his brows looked arrogant and domineering, he smiled and said, "Okay, go out."

Zhu Jun said to Zhang Yunfeng: "Take care of Hanhan, I will help."

Fighters and onlookers formed more than 20 people, and a large group of people came out of the Internet cafe, and walked to the back alley of the Internet cafe with wide eyes.

Song Yuanxuan looked at the boy opposite, who seemed to be from an agricultural technical school, and the two sides were confronting each other.Song Yuan shouted: "What did you scold my brother just now?"

The boy yelled sharply: "The grass mud horse, the bastard is him."

Song Yuan glared at the boy with a cold and evil look, and howled: "Fuck your mother, he's obviously a fool. Let's do it..." Song Yuan blasted out with a roundabout kick, and rushed over quickly, punching and kicking violently It fell like a storm on the faces and stomachs of those people.The movements are swift and ruthless, as fierce and vicious as lightning.

Kan Long's mobile phone video was ready, and he curled his lips and said, "Why do you always have this kind of conversation every time you fight?"

Zhang Yunfeng was terrified when he saw it, and hid behind Kan Long, at a loss, he asked in horror, "Do you want to call the police?"

"No, the old man has been in Taekwondo for seven years in college and four years in fighting. There is an old pig around. Dealing with weak high school students is a piece of cake. He has already relaxed his strength. Look, it's over." Kan Long ran over, facing the Arrogant boy, come to the last beautiful ending: "Quick, call Dad! Don't even look at who we are..."

"Okay, let's go, I'm going back."

"Five cents to buy Jiangwai" exploded again. Zhang Yunfeng described the fight scene he saw, and described it in two words: "Awesome!"

Yang Xi, after I saw it, I was actually quite curious how it was possible to beat so many people without incident.But he still held back his curiosity and sent a message to Song Yuan: preview if you have nothing to do, and write ancient poems silently tomorrow morning.

Song Yuan: Follow orders!Little monk, I am in the car with English words on my back, I will bring you a box of MJ milk tomorrow, enough.

Yang Xiwo: What kind of remuneration is this?

Song Yuan smiled inexplicably again, wanting to hug this cute little monk.

Why else, because you took the initiative to send me a message, and you sent me twice, can I be unhappy?