Brother Zhuo said he should study hard

The so-called rival in love was easily beheaded by Leng Zhen, and Liao Zhuo didn't even show his face. I have to say that Brother Leng is amazing.

The school bell rings.

Liao Zhuo was in a better mood, and bumped Leng Zhen with his elbow: "Such a beautiful girl, wouldn't it be a pity to drive her away?"

Leng Zhen took out the book from the table: "It's a pity, then I'll chase it back?"

"Hmph!" Liao Zhuo snorted coldly, picked up the pencil and twirled it between two fingers.

Leng Zhen slapped him on the head in a funny way: "Stupid."

The pencil fell on the ground, Leng Zhen bent over to pick it up, and suddenly remembered that the shoes in the trunk had not been given to the brothers. He had forgotten about the big and small things these days, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the brothers , Let everyone go to the playground after lunch to pick up shoes and take pictures, and the group is boiling.

The basketball game is about to begin, and the five-player roster has already been set. Leng Zhen, Zhang Xuewei, Hu Xingxing, Yang Fan and Pang Bo, and Liao Zhuo are all substitutes.

Canteen at noon.

"Brother Leng, the order of the ball game is out. Our first opponent is the No. [-] Middle School, and we are the first to start the game."

Yang Fan walked over from the first class with the dinner tray.

"Eighth Middle School!"

Damn it, a group of boys started crying and howling, the most chaotic school in the legend.

Leng Zhen put down his chopsticks: "Does anyone know someone from No. [-] Middle School?"

Everyone shook their heads. The No. [-] Middle School was in the city, and everyone didn't have much contact with it, including Liao Zhuo.

Yang Fan put down his dinner plate and squeezed next to Da Bing: "I have a few junior high school classmates who are all in No.[-] Middle School. It is said that one of the No.[-] Middle School team is a reserve seed player of the provincial team. The coach of the provincial team took a fancy to him and invited him personally. Into the provincial team, but he refused."

"Fuck! Awesome."

"Everyone who entered the provincial team was rejected?"

Leng Zhen was a little surprised: "Who?"

"Wan Yu..." Yang Fan spat out a name.

"Xiao Yu?" The chopsticks fell to the ground in shock.

"Know?" Liao Zhuo looked puzzled at Leng Zhen's surprised look.

Leng Zhen picked up the chopsticks from the ground and wiped them with toilet paper: "I know, but he doesn't know me now. I didn't even know that he was a former teammate of the provincial team. He used to be from the No. [-] Middle School. He has quite a personality."

Everyone was confused when they heard Leng Zhen's words, only Liao Zhuo and Yang Fan understood.

"How about his skills?" Zhang Xuewei was more concerned about this.

Leng Zhen pressed the center of his brows: "It's very powerful in the future, but now, it must not be able to beat me."

With Leng Zhen's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Fan and the others gave Leng Zhen a thumbs up, you are so fucking awesome, someone who entered the provincial team.

Liao Zhuo stared at Leng Zhen for a few seconds, and suddenly touched Leng Zhen's thigh with a hand where everyone could not see.

Leng Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked down at the hands on his thighs, then looked up at Liao Zhuo again, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Liao Zhuo looked away, but he didn't take back his hand, and continued to rub against Leng Zhen's thigh.

The two ate tacitly.

After a meal, everyone stood up with their plates. Liao Zhuo let go of Leng Zhen and stood up too. Just as he was about to say something to Leng Zhen, a large group of brothers rushed over and walked towards Liao Zhuo come over.

"Brother Zhuo, let's go, take a picture!" Guo Liang took the lead and howled.Liao Zhuo wanted to cry but had no choice but to leave with the dinner plate.

Leng Zhen smiled brilliantly.

A large group of the basketball team started to practice. Liao Zhuo led his brothers to take off their shoes and took pictures of them on the lawn on the other side of the basketball court with a camera. Yang Fan was wearing new shoes and jerseys on the basketball court. Fly back and forth with the ball.

After Liao Zhuo finished taking pictures of his brothers, he stood outside the basketball court with his camera and kept taking pictures of Yang Fan.

"Brother Zhuo's recruitment of models is based on the face, Chairman Yang's face is sure to hook the girl."

"That's not true. Damn, I'm heartbroken just looking at it, let alone a woman."

"Tch, Brother Leng is still handsome. Haven't you noticed that the longer Brother Leng grows, the more he looks like a mature man? Look at that figure, that explosive power."

"That's right, the height and shape have changed a lot."

"What is Brother Leng wearing around his neck today? Isn't he hot?"

"..."

A large group of brothers stood at the edge of the basketball court and started discussing.

A group of people who didn't join the basketball team looked at the figures on the basketball court and wanted to join, but unfortunately, they didn't know how to play.

Liao Zhuo took seventy or eighty pictures, all of which were Yang Fan.

Leng Zhen stepped back from the basketball court during the halftime break, walked up to Liao Zhuo, reached for his camera, and flipped through the pages one by one.

"He's very handsome, look at how well I took him, he will definitely be a hit if he puts it on the Internet." Liao Zhuo was still adding oil and vinegar, and touched Leng Zhen's waist casually.

Leng Zhen slammed the camera on his hand, turned around and walked towards the dormitory without saying anything.

Liao Zhuo looked puzzled, was he angry?

Yang Fan came over with a bottle of water, and took the camera from Liao Zhuo's hand to look through it: "Well, it's a good shot, the best boyfriend's perspective."

Yang Fan's words brought Liao Zhuo back to his senses in an instant.

"Fuck me..."

Liao Zhuo came to his senses, grabbed the camera and chased after Leng Zhen.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh.

208 bedrooms.

Leng Zhen kicked the door open, and before he could stand still, someone hugged him from behind.

Liao Zhuo put his hand into the cold basketball uniform, and nibbled his lips and tongue back and forth into his ear socket: "Husband, you are the most handsome, I only have eyes for you."

Liao Zhuo let go of Leng Zhen and took off his clothes impatiently, and pushed him into the bathroom with a sharp push. The narrow bathroom can only accommodate two figures.

Liao Zhuo pressed Leng Zhen against the wall and lit fires all over his body, but Leng Zhen would not be moved at all, he did not refuse, but he did not take the initiative either.

"Brother Leng, why are you so cruel? I'm already like this, why don't you respond at all?" Liao Zhuo wanted to cry but had no tears.

Leng Zhen stared at him, pinching his hips with one hand, and raised his chin with the other: "I'm cruel? Who the hell is cruel? Is it not enough for me to kiss him face-to-face? Slap him hard, You don't even give me a look, what else do you want? I'm worse than him? I'm not qualified to be a model with you?"

"Huh? Model? No!" Liao Zhuo directly refused without even thinking about it. He never thought about asking Leng Zhen to be his model. He didn't want Leng Zhen to be famous. The more famous Leng Zhen is, the more people will like him. , if possible, he would like to hide people.

Leng Zhen pushed him away fiercely, turned on the nozzle and rushed towards himself, and the cold water sprinkled on himself from head to tail.

Liao Zhuo turned around, took off Leng Zhen's clothes and kissed him, and took the initiative to send his body to him, and the two were close to each other.

"I don't want you to be my model because I don't want others to see your beauty."

As soon as Liao Zhuo finished his sentence, he was pressed into a corner by Leng Zhen, and he bullied him fiercely, using the shower gel in the bathroom instead of lubricating, without a condom.

"Ah...it hurts!" Liao Zhuo was insane, today's cold shock was merciless, and there was no foreplay.

"It doesn't hurt and you don't have a long memory. If I see you dare to kiss him next time, I will never let you go."

Leng Zhen had a fierce look on his face.

When Zhang Xuewei and Da Bing returned to the dormitory, they heard voices.

"Fuck, it's definitely not a push-up this time."

"Stupid, it's useless to say."

"These two people are really fucking bolder and bolder."

"The two of them are so happy that they don't think about leaving every day, are they unhappy at home?"

"......"

A group of people were about to go berserk. They were the ones who ate the most dog food. Fortunately, the next dormitory was full of people from their own class.

People in other dormitories also heard the sound, but no one dared to say anything. Seeing Zhang Xuewei and the others come back, they all walked out of the dormitory and stood in the corridor. A large group of people didn't take a nap, they were all chatting.

When Leng Zhen opened the dormitory door, a group of boys were all looking at him. Leng Zhen was shirtless and wearing school uniform pants, wiping his hair with a towel.

Like him, Liao Zhuo was also shirtless and only wore a pair of school uniform pants, but Liao Zhuo's face was a little pale, lying on the quilt and staring fiercely at Leng Zhen.

After wiping his hair, Leng Zhen lit a cigarette and leaned against the door of 208: "Why, haven't you heard enough? Want to watch the live version?"

A large group of people fled quickly and hid in the dormitory. Everyone couldn't help but look at the tattoo on Leng Zhen's chest.

"Brother Leng, you seem to have grown a lot taller, even taller than me." Zhang Xuewei stood at the door and compared his height with Leng Zhen.

The cold shock was really sharper than him.

Leng Zhen flicked the soot: "Well, the third year of high school will almost be finalized, and it will grow faster in the next few months, changing every month."

"How high is 1 meters? Is it higher than this threshold?"

Zhang Xuewei looked up at the door frame of the bedroom.

"No, the door frame is 2 meters, but there are people who are almost that tall. Xiaoyu has grown to 2 meters behind him. At present, his height is estimated to be around 2 meters. Leng Zhen is just a guess, and it should not be wrong.

"Fuck me..."

"crazy."

Before seeing anyone, everyone began to tremble with fear.

Zhang Xuewei and Hu Xingxing looked at each other, their height alone crushed them, no wonder they were favored by the provincial team coach.

How rare is it for a basketball player who can grow up to 2 meters.

"Brother Leng, can you shut up?" Liao Zhuo lay on the bed and yelled at Leng Zhen. He didn't like Leng Zhen mentioning this person and calling Xiao Yu so affectionate.

Leng Zhen paused for a second with his cigarette in his mouth, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, walked towards Liao Zhuo, pressed his waist and thighs, bowed his head and kissed across his back.

"What are you thinking about? The person who picked me up on the road was Xiaoyu. To be precise, he was a lifesaver, but not all, because he picked me up and threw me at the entrance of the supermarket 100 meters away. .”

"..."

After Leng Zhen finished speaking, he rolled over on the bed, pressed Liao Zhuo and whispered in his ear: "Does it still hurt?" His voice was so gentle that water could drip out.

Liao Zhuo's ears were red, he buried his head on the pillow and nodded.

Leng Zhen pulled the quilt under Liao Zhuo, covered him, got into the quilt by himself, checked...

The collective was dumbfounded, are they going in or not?

Zhang Xuewei raised his watch and looked at the time: "Sleeping hair, there are still 5 minutes to class."

"..."