Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

The window slammed shut in front of him, and there was a wall between Fucheng and Senior Brother.I could hear the teachers talking inside, and the sound of kicking the cubicle doors open one by one.

After half a minute, the sound disappeared, Fucheng didn't dare to make a sound, and hid himself like a cat, and walked out through the staff passage after ten minutes.

I didn't expect my first trip to the Internet cafe to end with running away from the toilet, so I can't let Qiu Liqing know.In the past few years, my senior brother was not around, and I led my juniors to train hard and set an example, and I never made a mistake.

After all, I am still the head of the small class of Fu's class, so I have to put up the airs when I should put on airs, and I take care of the headaches of the juniors.Fortunately, Qing Rang was mischievous when he was young, but now he is getting older and calmer. Qiu Li has not changed at all, and is making trouble every day.

I really miss them, I will go back to see them during the [-]th holiday. After all, I am a senior brother, and it is only natural to take care of my juniors.Fucheng ran to the downstairs of Jingxiu shopping mall, suddenly regretted it again, and climbed back to the fifth floor to find the owner of the Internet cafe.

The owner of the Internet cafe was taken aback: "Hey, have we met the handsome guy?" Just as Fu Cheng was about to speak, the owner shook his head and denied, "No, are you twins?"

How many do I have.Fucheng pretended that he had a lot of experience in Internet cafes: "Just now my classmate came to eat chicken. He used the No.1 perspective. He ordered two chicken drumstick rice bowls in the private room, and I forgot to take them."

The owner of the Internet cafe wondered, shouldn't this handsome guy be arrested by the teaching office?Are they really twins?It just so happened that the private room hadn't been cleaned up yet, so I brought out two rice bowls.

When dinner was about to come back, Fucheng ran as fast as he could, running wildly all the way, and went back to school to ask someone, only to realize that he knew nothing but senior brother and Xu Jun.

Had to wait for the news.Fucheng didn't want to eat two rice bowls, so he kept them all.As it was approaching the afternoon training time, the school radio rang as expected, criticizing by name.

They were all arrested from Internet cafes, a total of 10 people, and the last name was Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai, a very common name.Back then, my father didn't want to accept this apprentice, because I, Qiu Li, and Qing Rang had all learned martial arts since childhood and had a solid foundation.But this clean name caught my dad's fancy, so he drank the teacher's apprenticeship tea in a serious manner.

From then on, Jiang Bai Fucheng and Qiu Liqingrang, the last pair of Southern Lions in Fu's family.In the next 10 years, no one came to learn art.

The school gave a verbal warning, but Fucheng guessed that the matter was not over yet, after all, the coach hadn't spoken yet.Finally, when it was time for practice in the afternoon, he plunged into the martial arts arena, and Hu Yihu was about to give a lecture.

There are 10 boys behind them, lined up and facing forward.The last two are Xu Jun and Senior Brother, and Fucheng was sweating.

"How many times have I told you that you don't listen, right? Learning martial arts can't control you?" Hu Yihu was furious, and replaced a new ring stick in his hand, and he lost some confidence in cursing others. "Now each of you will say a short self-criticism!"

He was as angry as a bell and had a loudspeaker, and all the high school students stood below to listen to the lecture, full of deterrence.

The trumpet was passed to the first boy, and Fucheng recognized him as the guy in the game who was dressed as a woman.He fed a few times, the students laughed, Hu Yihu told everyone to be quiet, no one dared to say anything.

A brief self-examination began, and the speakers were handed down one by one until they reached Xu Jun's hands.Xu Jun regretted it in his heart. He regretted that he had held back his addiction for so long and hadn't relapsed, but he was arrested when he showed the world with a firecracker at noon.

Now the school notified the parents that when they got home, it was estimated that four people mixed with grandparents and parents beat them.But that Pao Zhan stood at the bottom as if nothing happened. If he was not afraid of Jiang Bai killing someone, Xu Jun would also want to drag him up.

"I'm Xu Jun, Class 3, Grade [-]. Today at noon..." Xu Jun spoke at a moderate speed, like memorizing a draft. After all, he had said too much about this kind of self-criticism, and the battle ended soon. "I will never do it again in the future. Please supervise the school and the coach." After speaking, he gave the horn to the side.

Jiang Bai didn't answer.

The martial arts arena fell into embarrassment.

"Hey, say something." Xu Jun reminded him.

Only then did Jiang Bai raise his eyelids. "Nothing to say."

Originally, the sound was not loud, but it happened that Xu Jun knocked the horn to his mouth, and now the audience was silent.

Xu Jun quickly apologized to Hu Yihu, he was in his own class, and he couldn't let the head coach fail to step down. "Give me another chance. He has a bad personality and has obstacles. In fact, he has already realized his mistake." After speaking, he winked at Jiang Bai, and if you want to be reckless, it depends on the timing.

This time Jiang Bai took over the trumpet.

Xu Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Cheng was carrying two rice bowls, so nervous that he wanted to beat Hu Yihu.That person above is a senior brother, yes, but he is both familiar and unfamiliar.

In the past, senior brother never caused trouble, let alone let the teacher down in public.I used to always look at myself and smile, but now I have no expression, so cold that I can't cover it.But no matter what he turned into, he was still a senior brother, so Fu Cheng stood on tiptoe and moved forward.

Jiang Bai held up the horn and said nothing, and everyone was waiting. It would be better not to answer it now, let alone step down for the coach.In the end, even Fucheng became anxious, and squeezed forward, and the plastic bag was squeezed loudly.

Say it, just admit your mistake.Fucheng stood on tiptoe, suddenly the elder brother turned his head to this side, as if he saw himself.

The eyes were caught off guard, and Fucheng's neck shrank, all because of the embarrassment of being caught stealing popsicles when he was a child.

The martial arts arena was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the loudspeaker first heard the sound of air flow, which seemed to turn into a micro current, which shocked Fucheng's nape of the neck.Fucheng quickly rubbed his neck, it's okay, it's okay, senior brother may not see him.

Jiang Bai pursed his lips: "I'm still angry."

Everyone was in an uproar, but no one understood.Only Fucheng shivered and his shoulders shook.

Xu Jun took back the trumpet, and his heart was calm.I'm so stupid, really, I shouldn't have given the trumpet to Jiang Bai, I believe that an oil field will admit its mistake.

Hu Yihu's face was not as ugly as usual, and he suppressed his anger for a few minutes before speaking. "Okay, okay, you can do it, I have nothing to say. According to the rules, one person has two bricks, and you can step forward."

There are bricks in the martial arts field, which is convenient for students to practice the stability of fixed movements.Each of the 10 people on the stage grabbed two yuan, put them under their feet, and took off their school uniform tops in one fell swoop.

Throw it down after taking it off, and then take off the short sleeves.Stand shirtless as a warning.

At this time, the head teachers of each class came to the scene, gave some symbolic training, and took away their students to practice.Fucheng didn't want to go but had no choice but to follow.

The scorching sun had just started to set, shining on the faces of 10 boys.

About 20 minutes or so, some people couldn't stand up.With bricks under your feet, you need more core strength, otherwise your body will sprain your ankles if you tilt your body.Xu Jun could still hold on, but he was uncomfortable in the sun. Jiang Bai on the left didn't move, but he could see that standing was not easy.

Sweating, eyes closed, I don't know what happened to my back muscles, white streaks white.

The mat on the west is the field of class 3, who is turning over people before practicing pedaling.There is a spring under the pedal, but at most it is a booster. One person acts as a target, and the rest turn twice in the air and turn over.

One of them jumped very high, so I searched and turned it over. Xu Jun moved his legs while looking around, and recognized that it was Xiaomei.

This stop is two hours.

Standing is regarded as the basic training for martial arts school students. Hu Yihu is watching from the side, but he is actually a caregiver. After all, the goal is to let the students remember the lesson, not to exhaust the students. If they can't hold on, they must end early.The students also took advantage of Hu Yihu's inattention to adjust their center of gravity, or stood upright and rested for half a second.But in the last quarter of an hour, my thighs were already sore, and my 10 backs were poured with sweat to form 10 mirrors, which seemed to reflect light.

The trouser legs are all wet and can wring out water.There are two bricks under each person's feet, and the sweat falls to the ground, forming a crease line.

"That's it for this time, I hope all the students will remember it long. If you want to go to the Internet cafe secretly, first weigh the hardships of standing." Hu Yihu looked at the timer, "Stop, and return to the team in 20 minutes. Review. The team is disbanded."

As soon as the words fell, 10 people knelt on the ground in unison, and even the thumping sound was neat.

His face was so painful and deformed, Xu Jun hugged his thighs and curled up into a big shrimp, the tendons from ankles to thighs seemed to have been pulled out.Muscle relaxation to tension is one pain method, and it is another pain method to go from tension to relaxation after the pile is placed.

It hurts more.When I first learned martial arts, I leaned against the wall to practice standing posture. At the end, the whole person would not bend. If I fell forward, the coach would move it down.

Fu Cheng had been waiting beside him with his school uniform in his arms, but he didn't dare to move around when he rushed over, for fear of hurting his senior brother.I know this pain method best. When I was a child, I couldn't sleep all night because of the pain, and my father rubbed my legs.It is estimated that Shige will not have a good time this weekend.

"Brother, are you alright?" Fu Cheng knelt down and looked at Jiang Bai's face, "I'll admit my mistake to you, calm down. I really won't grab soy milk from now on."

"Don't touch me yet." Jiang Bai slowly raised his upper body, touched the ground with his hands, tried to move his legs, but failed to stand up.

Hand away again, two wet palm prints on the ground.

"I'll help you up." Fu Cheng stretched out his hand.

Jiang Bai glanced at the earrings, and lowered his face again: "No, I will get up by myself."

Xu Jun rolled around in pain beside him. "He doesn't need it, I use it, can you give me a hand?"

"Oh." Fu Cheng did not refuse.Xu Jun was very moved, and just about to praise him, he was directly erected, standing on the ground like a puppet.

"Fuck." Xu Jun gasped, "You fucking want to hurt me to death? Wouldn't it be nice to be gentle?"

"Your father can't be gentle." Fu Cheng stopped and withdrew.Xu Jun swayed a few times and almost fell down, grabbed Xiaomeimei: "Father, can you send it back to me first?"

At this moment, Jiang Bai stood up slowly and walked towards Class 3. Fu Cheng had no choice but to follow Xu Jun with his arm, walking a short distance of 200 meters for 10 minutes.

"Brother, I'll give you clothes." Fucheng put Xu Jun on the chair, "Are you hungry? I have chicken drumsticks for rice."

"Wait, where's my school uniform?" Xu Jun looked around.

Fucheng looked at him. "Your? I didn't take it, I took my senior brother's."

Xu Jun pursed his lips and nodded. If he couldn't move at this time, he should have started a 300-round cold weapon battle with Pao Zhan.

"Hungry, where's the food?" Jiang Bai's voice cut in coldly.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Xu Jun suddenly felt that Jiang Bai's mood improved.

The senior brother finally took care of himself, and went to get it from Fucheng Diandian. "Here, senior brother, you can eat. If you are not full, there is still one more."

"Yeah." Jiang Bai was not polite, opened the chopsticks and asked again, "Did you...have you eaten at noon?"

Fucheng shook his head.

Jiang Bai's face turned to the shirtless boy next to him. "Do you dare to take him to the Internet cafe and make him full?"

"First, I didn't starve him. I bought the chicken drumstick rice." Xu Jun fought Jiang Bai with a cold weapon for 300 rounds in his head. He also said nonsense, "Second, one of the two copies he gave you is mine, and I didn't eat at noon."

"Oh." Jiang Bai handed the bowl of rice he had just eaten to Fucheng, "One portion is enough for me, you can eat this."

"Brother, are you really enough? If you are really enough, I will eat it." Fucheng took it.

"That's enough, and I'm not your senior brother." Jiang Bai opened the second lunch box, and mixed half of the rice into the first lunch box.

"Enough is enough, I'm enough." Fucheng sent back a few spoonfuls in fear that Senior Brother would be hungry, "Senior Brother, are you now... your anger gone?"

"No." Jiang Bai broke off half a chicken leg and gave it to Xu Jun, "I'll talk about it after I figure out how to get rid of it."

"Thank you, a few people." Xu Jun bit the hard-won chicken leg, and suddenly felt sorry for Fu Yu.How do you get along with such a superb boyfriend?Talking is exhausting.

Just as he was thinking, Fu Yu sneaked over with two bags of McDonald's. "Why did you go to the Internet cafe secretly? It's a convulsion!"

"Can I call you a goddess?" Xu Jun picked out a glass of iced Coke first, "I'll starve to death if you don't come."

"Go home in the afternoon and go at noon?" Fu Yu handed out Cokes one by one and handed them to Fu Cheng, "You are the most obedient, don't learn from them. There is something wrong with these two people."

Fucheng moved his mouth, he was really thirsty, took a sip of the straw, the Coke was cold and cold.But he stopped talking and ate rice and vegetables with his mouth full.

Half a minute later, Jiang Bai put down the lunch box: "I'm going to the bathroom, is anyone going with me?"

Toilet?After chewing a mouthful of rice, Fucheng chased after him: "I'll go too, senior brother, wait for me."

There was no one in the bathroom at the moment, Jiang Bai washed his hands first, and rinsed his upper body with cold water by the way, his abdominal muscles seemed to be torn by pliers, and he couldn't even bend down.

"Brother, does your leg hurt? If it hurts, I'll get the medicated oil next week, and my uncle will make it myself." Fucheng really wanted to go to the bathroom, so he pulled out his belt and untied it, "Brother, how did you meet her?" Ah, you..."

Suddenly the little walnuts were cold, but my hands were still wet.

Fu Cheng looked down, and there was a warm exhalation behind his ears.

"Is your brother like this?" Jiang Bai frowned and asked, "Do you need to blow the whistle?"