our senior year

A piece of paper was thrown on Zhao Yuan's desk, and when he opened it, there were several large characters written on it: Who are you, you!

Zhao Yuan wrote: Your father!

Throw it back.

Wang Zibing wrote a line and threw it back, "Believe it or not, I frightened you to death?" There was also an ugly human head drawn underneath.

Zhao Yuan turned his head to look at Wang Zibing, the boy smiled when he saw him raising his eyebrows.

Zhao Yuan wrote: Boring, if you don't study well, believe it or not, I will fuck you to death at night!

Wang Zibing took back the note from the same table, and after reading it, he couldn't help lying on the table and holding back his laughter, but was picked up by the old physics man and scolded.

"Prince Bing! Why are you laughing! I want to laugh!"

"Teacher, I was wrong, I want to have a good class, please let me stay here."

The physics teacher was a little uncomfortable hearing Wang Zibing apologize for the first time, so he smacked his lips and said, "Sit down, pay attention next time!"

"is teacher!"

In the evening at Prince Bingjia.

"The formula for this question is wrong!"

Zhao Yuan supported his forehead with a melancholy expression, "Why did you choose science when your grades were so poor?"

Wang Zibing put on a bad face, "If I choose liberal arts, I won't be able to take classes with you."

Zhao Yuan looked at Wang Zibing, "Don't make such a bad face, as if I'm scolding you."

"Didn't you just scold me just now?"

"What did you say?"

Wang Zibing opened his hands and looked innocently: "Nothing."

Zhao Yuan punched Wang Zibing's shoulder with his right hand, and seeing that the other side didn't change his expression, he frowned, "Bitch."

"La la la~"

Zhao Yuan took out the booklet and threw it on the table: "I've compiled a collection of wrong questions and similar questions for you. If you don't get everything right tonight, you're not allowed to sleep."

Wang Zibing took a deep breath, let it out, and said with a bitter face, "What should I do if I'm sleepy?"

"Let's talk after finishing the homework."

"Then if I'm sleepy, can you come to the bed with me to refresh yourself?" He said and stared at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan stood up and pushed his glasses, "Wang Zibing, just because I slept with you yesterday doesn't mean you can flirt with me at any time in the future. We are just ordinary classmates right now."

Wang Zibing gritted his teeth, "Okay, okay, I know, sit down quickly, I'm going to do the questions."

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, "This is more or less the same."

After completing the three questions, Wang Zibing couldn't calm down and lay down on the table: "No! I can't understand the questions!"

Zhao Yuan did his homework without speaking.

Wang Zibing hugged the book Zhao Yuan: "Do you know how I fell in love with you?"

Zhao Yuan turned a deaf ear to it and just did what he saw in front of him.

"At that time, the class teacher transferred you in front of me. I looked at the back of your head every day and thought you were very good-looking, even the back of your head was so good-looking."

Zhao Yuan felt chills, "You're so perverted, so you brought me to bed yesterday for a long time!"

Wang Zibing pondered for a while and said, "It's not considered."

"What do you mean?"

"You haven't called me husband until now, our relationship is not complete enough."

"I am male."

"I fucked you yesterday."

"Then I will be with you today."

Wang Zibing thought carefully, "Then you should call me husband after you fuck me."

Zhao Yuan looked at Wang Zibing with a look of disgust: "You five big and three rough who have an appetite!"

"I'm well-proportioned! Do you think I'm thick? How can my muscles be just right? How handsome!"

"Have you finished the question?"

Wang Zibing shook his head: "Just looking at it makes me want to sleep, but I don't understand it, so I won't do it."

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, "Don't do it? Well, we won't do it in the future." He said and packed up his textbooks and homework.

Wang Zibing grabbed Zhao Yuan's sleeve and said, "If you call me husband, I will do it."

Zhao Yuan shook off Wang Zibing, packed his schoolbag and put his back on his back as if to leave, "I'm the one threatening you, not you threatening me. I think your IQ is the hardest-hit area."

Finished and left.

Wang Zibing pouted and put the pen under his nose, flipped through the whole book of wrong questions, and said with a headache: "I don't know how to do any of them?"

Early the next morning, Wang Zibing ran to the door of the classroom with dark circles under his eyes, and the head teacher was standing at the door to block the late students.

A girl in front trotted to stand in front of the class teacher.

"what happened?"

The girl clutched her belly and said, "Teacher, I have diarrhea this morning."

The head teacher nodded: "Okay, let's go in. What's the matter with you, Wang Zibing?"

Wang Zibing clutched his stomach: "I have diarrhea."

The homeroom teacher crossed his arms and looked up at him, "If you're looking for a reason, you should find a new one. Tell me what's going on, or you'll stand for me until the morning self-study is over."

Wang Zibing said: "I really have diarrhea! I stayed up late yesterday to do the questions. I was hungry in the middle of the night and ate a bun. The stuffing might have gone bad, so I had diarrhea this morning."

The class teacher shook his head: "I can't believe it, you go in and put down your schoolbag, and come out with the book to memorize."

"Teacher, I have diarrhea!"

"hurry up!"

Wang Zibing walked into the classroom holding his mouth shut, passed by Zhao Yuan's seat and knelt down on purpose to tie his shoelaces, and whispered, "It's all your fault, now I can't eat the breakfast in my bag, and I still have diarrhea."

"It's none of my business, don't wrong good people!"

Wang Zibing dawdled around Zhao Yuan for more than a minute, and was kicked out by the class teacher again.

As soon as I went out, I happened to catch up with the dean's inspection, "What's going on?"

"I had diarrhea in the morning and was late."

"Oh, I'm late, then you just stand here."

Wang Zibing had no choice but to nod his head, and waited for the dean to leave. Wang Zibing rolled up the book and waved at his back twice: "I'm fucking a mud horse!"

After being inspected by the teaching director in the corridor, Wang Zibing leaned against the window and fell asleep standing up.

Suddenly a plastic bag was thrown into his arms, and he opened his eyes to see that it was Zhao Yuan who threw it.

"Is this what you took out of my bag?"

Zhao Yuan rolled his eyes: "I have leftovers! Just a meat bun and a red bean paste bun, you can make do with it." After speaking, he went to the bathroom.

"Tch, just bring me food and roll your eyes."

Wang Zibing opened the plastic bag and took a bite, found that it was still hot, so he swallowed it in two or three bites, just in time for Zhao Yuan to come back from the toilet.

"Hey, give me a hammer, I'm choking."

Zhao Yuan ignored him and entered the classroom.

"I wipe...you..."

There was no way, Wang Zibing had no choice but to slow down by himself, barely relying on these things to survive the morning self-study.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Wang Zibing was about to enter the classroom, Zhao Yuan came out eating a meat bun, Wang Zibing pointed at him and shouted: "Isn't that my bun!"

Zhao Yuan said: "If you eat my breakfast, then I will eat yours."

"But I'm not full yet!"

"Then I'm not full, I'll be hungry in the morning."

Wang Zibing frowned and dragged Zhao Yuan to the office corridor.

Seeing his livid face, Zhao Yuan swallowed quietly: "Why? You still want to hit me?"

"Zhao Yuan."

"what?"

"The meat clip mo and red bean paste buns cost five yuan and five yuan. I bought four meat buns for six yuan. Ask me for fifty cents."

"..."

Zhao Yuan took out [-] cents from his pocket and threw it at Wang Zibing's face, "Here you are! So picky."

Wang Zibing put away the money and said, "Last time I went to the supermarket to buy a set, and the cheapest one cost 15 yuan a box! I have to save money."

Zhao Yuan glanced at Wang Zibing pretending not to understand: "Why are you buying a set?"

Wang Zibing was stunned for a while, "Uh...combat equipment?"

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, "Your IQ is hopeless." He stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth and turned away.

Wang Zibing stood on the spot pondering for a long time and said, "How well I said this sentence! It's a wise saying!"

Lunch break at noon, on the third floor of the laboratory building.

Zhao Yuan frowned at Wang Zibing: "There is no window here, the opposite is the teacher's office."

Wang Zibing lowered his head and untied the belt buckle of Zhao Yuan's school uniform pants, "It's okay, no one will see it from this distance!"

"What if?"

"Cut, unless someone doesn't come home at noon, sneaks into the office and leans on the window with a telescope, just to watch us do business."

Wang Zibing unbuttoned his pants two or three times and threw them on the side of the test bench. Zhao Yuan looked at the test bench and refused.

"It's so dirty up here, can't we go to the toilet?"

Wang Zibing said: "Where is your biology class representative! The microorganisms and bacteria in the toilet are all alive, and the test bench is full of dead microorganisms. Where would you like to be?"

"I don't want to."

"No, you can't run away at noon today!"

"But……"

When Zhao Yuan was thinking, Wang Zibing took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped it on the table several times. Taking advantage of Zhao Yuan's stupefied moment, he directly hugged him up, "Is this the way to go? Hurry up, time is short."

Speaking of which, Wang Zibing took out the condom from his pocket, bit it open with his mouth...he couldn't put it on.

Zhao Yuan watched Wang Zibing take out the cover and tried his best but couldn't put it on, and looked out the window boredly.

"What are you thinking? Help me quickly."

Zhao Yuan lowered his head and studied it carefully for a while, then said, "Did you buy the condom too small?"

"what?"

Wang Zibing was stunned: "Is there a size for this thing?"

Zhao Yuan gave him a white look: "Nonsense. People are all big and small, so how can things be regardless of size?"

Wang Zibing said, "Then what should we do?"

Zhao Yuan took the opportunity to jump off the test bench and put on his pants, "I won't do it today, just throw that box away."

Wang Zibing frowned and looked at the discarded set, "It's more than 20 yuan..."