As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

Are brothers, will be so close?

Han Yongbai silently followed Jiang Linan, keeping a proper distance, and didn't say a word. It can be said that after he came out of the restaurant, he didn't say a word, and he seemed a little silent, which was different from before.

He and Jiang Lin'an were neither friends nor classmates, they just felt better than strangers.There is no sudden distance, only a long-term, fixed sense of distance. He has tried to shorten this distance for a long time, as if he has always wanted to take the No.1 position as his own, but Jiang Lin'an was like an unclimbable mountain, and it seemed that he would never be able to surpass it.

Just a little bit is a lot worse, and he couldn't get past even a single step.

It will never be possible to bring this distance closer.

It didn't matter before, after all, Jiang Linan had such a difficult distance from everyone, but now.

He looked at Jiang Zhou through the thin lens.

Jiang Zhou hung lazily on Jiang Linan's body, smiling and whispering.

Standing at this position, he couldn't hear the voice at that volume, and he didn't want to put on a stupid look to find out what others were saying.But he still couldn't help but put all his attention on that end, pretending to be straightening his sleeves, tossing in and out the white shirt hidden in the school uniform over and over again.

Ever since the day he met Jiang Linan, he never thought that Jiang Linan, who was usually lonely and never had any close contact with anyone, would maintain such a clingy posture with a man at this moment.

There was no expression on his face, and he still had that deserted look, but he didn't show any displeasure towards the person on him.

He didn't even have to think about it to know that maintaining this position was tiring, even uncomfortable.

People who can make Jiang Linan endure such discomfort without showing any resistance, is their relationship really just brothers?

Han Yongbai didn't know if it was his own illusion, he felt that there was a faint blush on the tip of Jiang Linan's ear.

But if there is any other relationship between them, if there is a further relationship, with Jiang Linan's character, he will not deny it. Since they are all talking about brothers, there is a high probability that they are really just brothers.

But to be honest, he was a little jealous.But the two of them are brothers, and Jiang Linan's attitude towards him can show that he has no capital to be jealous.

Whether the frivolity or recklessness he showed towards Jiang Linan, or the enthusiasm he showed on purpose, were all his efforts to bring this distance closer, and these efforts told him that what you did Everything is useless.

He also wanted to get closer to Jiang Linan, he didn't need to be like Jiang Zhou, he just needed to get closer, even like Zuo Yang was enough.

His sudden jealousy made him not so clear-headed, so that he behaved too abruptly today, and this abruptness seemed to have annoyed Jiang Linan. What he needs now is no longer thinking about how to get closer, but How to make up for the consequences of the abruptness.

"Hey, why are you following us?"

Jiang Zhou's voice suddenly interrupted his train of thought. He raised his eyes and walked back to the teaching building before he knew it. He almost followed them to Class Nine.

Jiang Lin'an didn't even raise his eyes, only Jiang Zhou asked with some doubts: "Why? You still want to go to our class for evening self-study?"

"Missed." Han Yongbai carefully tucked his sleeves back, gently pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and showed a proper smile, "Then I'll go back first."

He glanced at Jiang Lin'an, "Brother An, goodbye."

Jiang Linan nodded, Jiang Zhou raised his hand and waved at him, as if he didn't want to see him continue to stand here, and said quickly: "Walk slowly, don't see him off."

"Bye, brother Bai! Come again next time!" Qiu Minglang said with a small jump, watching Han Yongbai walk to the stairwell before turning his head.

Jiang Zhou chuckled, put his head on Jiang Linan's shoulder, and looked at Qiu Minglang through his beautiful jaw, "Earthworm, so excited? You don't like that one, do you?"

Qiu Minglang's face turned red suddenly, he opened his mouth, and stammered, "Boss Jiang, what are you talking about! I'm Brother Bai and..." He glanced at Jiang Lin'an, and immediately stopped talking.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of disbelief, and questioned: "Is it~?"

"Yes! I just admire Brother Bai!" Qiu Minglang seemed a little flustered, and hurried into the classroom with his head buried.

"Hey!" Zuo Yang suddenly lost his mind. He originally wanted to catch up and rub his stomach that was too full because he was too hungry just now. .

Jiang Linan moved his sore neck, half-closed his eyes, and rubbed Jiang Zhou's head. His hair was very soft, and when his fingers sank into it, it felt like he was stuck in a blanket. It was so comfortable that he wanted to rub it more. Twice, "Okay, get up."

The forehead hair was rubbed down, covering the eyes a little, Jiang Zhou said with a smile: "Brother, do you like it, just touch it more if you like it."

He couldn't hide anything from this kid, Jiang Linan felt embarrassed all of a sudden, pushed him lightly on the head, turned his face to the side, and said unhurriedly: "No more driving, I won't sweep the floor for you tonight. "

There are many people in the classroom, and there are only a few minutes before the evening self-study. If two people enter in such an intimate posture, it will always attract some unnecessary attention.

Jiang Zhou tightened his hands and muttered, "Brother is stingy."

"Get out of the way! You two are going to block the door!" Zuo Yang said angrily. He had been standing behind these two uncles for quite a while, and he really didn't know how long they would continue muttering.

"Fart!" Jiang Zhou got up from Jiang Lin'an's body and said dissatisfiedly: "If you go in a second earlier, can you take the heavy test or something?"

The two started fighting at the door again, Jiang Linan pressed his ears, and walked quickly to his seat.

Before the class bell rang, the whole classroom was flying around. There were a few people who had just finished playing basketball piled up in the back of the classroom with sweat stains, and the air was full of the smell of their sweat.

Seeing Jiang Linan approaching, they greeted one after another: "Brother An! Can you borrow a copy of your homework tonight? I'll pour tea for you!"

On the blackboard, some people had scratched the words. Although they could barely see clearly, they were still blurry.

Jiang Linan pointed to the back, "Get it from Xiaozhou."

"Thank you, Brother An!" The smell of sweat passed by him, went to Jiang Zhou at the door, and shouted in a hurry: "Boss Jiang, borrow Brother An's homework to copy tonight!"

The young master especially doesn't like the smell of other people's sweat. Now that a large number of people are approaching him, he must be dying. Jiang Lin'an thought it was a little funny when he thought about his expression of feeling uncomfortable but having to endure it.

There is always a way to cure the young master. He went to the podium to complete all the words, not because he was afraid that others would not be able to see clearly what the homework was, but just so that he could blatantly see the young master's expression behind him.

Sure enough, as if he was afraid that it would be impolite to cover his nose, he blushed from holding his breath, surrounded by a few tall boys, the smell was strong enough.

Jiang Linan smiled secretly, and quickly started writing on the blackboard.

There were ghosts crying and howling wolves below, everyone said that he was too cruel, but no one dared to come up to stop it.

A harsh class bell rang, and the noisy classroom finally quieted down, but he could still hear occasional sighs. Zuo Yang turned over the homework and stared at the words on the blackboard eagerly.

"My mind tells me I should do my homework now, but my brain and hands tell me they don't want to do it."

"Then you can write with your feet. Your feet don't have an idea yet. If it doesn't work, you can use your mouth. Anyway, you don't have anything good to say, so you might as well find something for it to do." Jiang Zhou sarcastically said.

Jiang Lin'an didn't know if Zuo Yang had any good things to say, but the young master really couldn't relax his mouth, hands and feet.He looked down, there was an idle foot under his chair, and he kicked it lightly from time to time.The sound of the pen falling on the table came from behind, and the young master turned the pen and dropped it again. This is the fifth time for this evening self-study.

Jiang Lin'an wrote the last chemical formula in the chemistry exercise book, and flicked it back casually, only to hear the pen behind him fall to the ground with a thud, the sound of his exercise book being caught.

He slammed his heel back on the idle foot, the chair pulled forward, and everything was back to normal again,

It seems that his writing speed is still not fast enough, he moved the pen faster, thinking that after the young master finished copying chemistry, he must quickly stuff another homework back, only in this way can he enjoy the long time Peace of mind, so as not to be disturbed.

Seeing this scene, the voice of whispering in the classroom rang again.

"President Jiang! Take a picture!" A mobile phone flew to Jiang Zhou's table, and then four or five mobile phones flew over, crackling, and they were not afraid of being broken.

Copying homework is the first time and the second time. In the past, except for Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang, Jiang Linan almost never copied his homework for others. Everyone in the leisure and entertainment area of ​​the class is copying.The main reason is that the young master used to show off the homework with perfect handwriting and perfect accuracy in order to anger Zuo Yang, which led to the current situation.

Jiang Lin'an was very worried about Dai Lao's bonus.

Zuo Yang closed the homework, rubbed his sore wrist, took a long breath, and said, "Brother An, I think so, actually, Xiao Zhou's coming is quite beneficial to me. In order to avoid being humiliated by him, I I have already figured out the electrical problems that I am least familiar with."

He turned his head and said to Jiang Zhou solemnly: "Mr. Jiang, I pin my hope of taking the first exam on you. I hope you will continue to work hard and create greater glories in the future."

"I'm sick." Jiang Zhou said lazily.

Sickness should be contagious. Before Jiang Linan felt that whether it was Zuo Yang, Qiu Minglang, or Han Yongbai, they were generally normal before Jiang Zhou came.

Now, it's hard to say.

Normally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, they should pack their schoolbags and go back to the dormitory, but today, because of the two people behind, Jiang Linan had to accompany them to clean the classroom before leaving.

As the people in the classroom were about to leave one by one, Qiu Minglang stood up and said that he would sweep and mop the floor and let Jiang Zhou clean the blackboard.

"Change it, I don't want to wash the blackboard." Jiang Zhou propped his head, and carelessly scratched Jiang Linan's spine with his index finger.

It stands to reason that Qiu Minglang took over the heavy work, the young master should be willing to accept it, but he refused instead.

Jiang Zhou's eyes flickered slightly, he licked the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "I have a brother, and my brother will help, right?"

Just like getting an electric shock, Jiang Linan couldn't help shrinking back, enduring the numbness on his back, he gave a muffled hum, reached behind his back with one hand, and grabbed Jiang Zhou's hand, "Don't do it!"

Zuo Yang on the side coughed uncomfortably, put his schoolbag on his back shyly, and said, "Eh, then I shouldn't help you, I'll take it out first."