School grass and yard grass

Zhuo echoed: "Holidays must look like vacations, otherwise the psychological pressure will be great."

The head teacher of Wen Shiyang's class is a tall, thin, middle-aged man wearing glasses. His surname is Lu. He is very strict in teaching, but he is usually very easy-going and has a lot of fun with his classmates.Hearing the words of the two and the booing of the classmates, he pushed his glasses, looked like he was thinking seriously, and then nodded: "What you said makes sense, so let's work hard, our teacher, Work overtime to see if you can get out before the weekend, so that you can be less psychologically stressed."

"Teacher, I'm joking." The boy who suggested at the beginning immediately changed his face: "You criticize slowly, we are not in a hurry, there is no psychological pressure, what is pressure? It is motivation, thank you."

"I can't cure you anymore." Teacher Lu laughed and patted the table lightly: "Okay, I know you are under a lot of pressure. Isn't the school planning to take you to rest and organize an activity."

As soon as they heard about the organization activities, the group of people who were dying just now regained their energy in an instant, and they all jumped up and down, either asking what they were doing, or asking what time it was, and the class teacher couldn't laugh or cry.

"The time is set for this Friday." Mr. Lu began to answer one by one: "Go to the city amusement park, it is organized by the school, and all students in the second grade of high school participate, but it is not compulsory. Friday morning is still in school time to gather at the school , Take the bus together, students who don’t want to go go to the monitor to register before school today, and join other students who don’t want to go to a class for self-study on Friday.”

Xiaopang turned his head and complained to Wen Shiyang: "I thought students who would say that they don't want to go can not come to school, but it turns out that they come to school for self-study. It's better to force them to go."

Wen Shiyang laughed: "The school managed to organize an event, of course we want students to actively participate."

"That's right." Xiaopang swept away the melancholy just now, and said energetically: "It's good to go out to play and relax. After playing, sleep well for two days on the weekend, and pray to death...Hiss, etc."

The more Xiaopang talked, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Why do I feel that this process is so similar to that of Huiguang Huizhao?"

"...You are really talented."

about kiss

When school was over in the evening, as soon as Shao Qing'an walked near the bicycle shed, she saw Wen Shiyang squatting in front of the car of two people, talking with Xiaopang who was also squatting beside him, smiling with white teeth.

"What are you talking about?" Shao Qing'an walked over, "The corners of her mouth are almost split to the back of her head."

When Wen Shiyang heard Shao Qing'an's voice, he immediately jumped up from the ground, and said excitedly, "Going to play!"

What Wen Shiyang said was endless, but Shao Qing'an immediately understood what he meant: "Your class teacher Lu also said it?"

"That's right!" Wen Shiyang stopped Shao Qing'an's shoulder with one hand and said with a smile: "I've already planned the route, we'll gather as soon as we disband, first go to the roller coaster and open our voices, and then go to the haunted house to sweat. I will leave it to the public opinion on the next route, what do you think?"

"Haunted house?" Shao Qing'an raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Are you sure?"

Wen Shiyang looked serious: "Of course I'm sure, don't you find it exciting?"

"Exciting." Shao Qing'an asked him with a smile: "Then you are not afraid?"

Wen Shiyang, a person who can scare the whole process of playing horror games and dare not open his eyes, is extremely addicted to various projects related to horror elements.From small games and movies to large haunted houses and escape rooms on horror maps, you will always go back and forth between screams and collapses, and you will never stop.

"Of course I'm afraid." Wen Shiyang admitted generously, he didn't mean to save face and suffer at all, he cheekily patted Shao Qing'an on the shoulder: "So I pulled you together, didn't we get together? Don't be afraid anymore."

The complete opposite of Wen Shiyang's hoarseness is the calm and calm Shao Qing'an. Wen Shiyang always felt that Shao Qing'an might have put fear on his face when he was born. There is no perception of horror, and you can even laugh the whole time when watching horror movies, without any pressure.

Sometimes Wen Shiyang felt that Shao Qing'an was scarier than ghost movies. After all, you were scared to death, and when you turned your head and found the people around you were laughing, is there anything more terrifying than this? ? ?

Shao Qing'an nodded in agreement: "What you said makes sense, and the synthesis is pretty good."

"That's right, don't look at who I am." Wen Shi Yang Ding shamelessly patted his chest: "Thank you, Philosopher Wen."

"I said." Xiaopang stood up with his schoolbag in his arms, and interrupted the conversation between the two helplessly: "The cross talk talker still knows how to interact with the audience, can you two understand that there is still a living person at my age?" It’s too much to say that you can’t see a pestle here.”

"Hey, brother, when did you come?" Wen Shiyang looked at Xiaopang in surprise, with a real expression, he could compete for an Oscar, "I have to say that you are really thin, I can hardly see you so thin is you."

"Heh." Xiaopang snorted coldly: "Why don't you say that you are going blind, even a blind person can't see such a big person like me."

"Oh, you're right." Wen Shiyang groaned on top of Shao Qing'an: "I'm blind, I'm blind, I'm done, I can only rely on the benefactor's father in the future, I hope the benefactor's father will not abandon me."

"Don't abandon it." Shao Qing'an patted Wen Shiyang's head cooperatively, "It must be taken care of well."

Xiaopang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "The world is going downhill!"

Wen Shiyang: "Oh, jealous husband."

Fatty: "! Faint Lord!"

Wen Shiyang is the kind of person who just grows up and doesn't have a heart. From childhood to adulthood, as long as there is any activity the next day, he is guaranteed to be too excited to sleep the night before, but this will not prevent him from getting up early the next day.

Because for Wen Shiyang, there is no more effective alarm clock than going out to play, so it is rare for the two of them to step into the school gate.

"Hey, Boss Wen is so early today?" Fatty looked surprised when he saw Wen Shiyang walking into the classroom, "Is the sun coming out from the west today, or is the classroom watch broken?"

"That's needless to say." Wen Shiyang sat down and smiled: "Then the sun must be coming out from the west."

Xiaopang just made a joke, and after he finished speaking, he put his eyes on Wen Shiyang's backpack. He reached out and touched it, and felt that it was empty. Apart from being able to touch a bottle of water, there seemed to be nothing else: " Isn’t it big brother, you haven’t even smuggled something to eat? I’m still waiting for you to share.”

Wen Shi Yang raised his chin towards Xiaopang's bulging schoolbag: "It's not counted as you must bring it, so I decided to share it for you in order to save you. You're welcome, this is what a brother should do."

"I can go to your brother!"

Although they are only sophomores, there are quite a few people in several classes together, and five buses come, which is enough for two classes to take one.

Wen Shiyang and his class got on the bus first, and he sat in the car and watched eagerly for a long time, but he didn't get a bus with the liberal arts class.

"Don't look at it, Hunjun." Xiaopang said bitterly, "Don't stick your head out of the window in the car. This is the rule taught by the kindergarten teacher. Can you abide by it?"

"The car didn't drive again." Wen Shiyang retracted his head, closed the window and looked at Xiaopang: "I still have a glimmer of hope."

"I still hope." Xiaopang rubbed his arms unbearably: "Are you two bound by a thread that others can't see? Even a little distance can strangle you to death?"

"Hmm." Wen Shiyang rubbed his chin, "Are you talking about the red line? Maybe."

"You said you were fat and you were panting." Xiao Pang didn't take Wen Shiyang's words seriously at all.

Wen Shiyang didn't explain, because after that night, even he himself hadn't figured it out yet.

Say you don't like it?How could it be possible, that was Shao Qing'an, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, how could there be anything unlikable?Wen Shiyang felt that Shao Qing'an grew up according to his own preferences.

But you want to say you like it?He can treat Shao Qing'an as a brother, as a family member, as a best friend, and it's not a problem to have a knife in his ribs, but you suddenly let him treat Shao Qing'an as a boyfriend?This span is a bit large.Wen Shiyang looked at the sill in front of him hesitantly, wondering if his legs were long enough and flexible enough to be so tough that he could fly across without any obstacles.

After all, Shao Qing'an was the only one. If he made a wrong decision, with Shao Qing'an's character, he might never have Shao Qing'an again in his life, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Knock knock."

When Wen Shi Yang was leaning against the window in a daze, someone knocked on the glass behind him.He turned around wonderingly, saw Shao Qing'an outside the car through the glass, smiling at himself, he quickly opened the window, leaned his head out and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to give you this." Shao Qing'an handed a small bag of things to Wen Shiyang, and said with a smile, "See you later."

Wen Shiyang took the things and rolled his eyes with a smile: "See you later."

Wen Shiyang watched Shao Qing'an get into another car, and then closed the window and retracted.

As soon as Shao Qing'an left, Xiaopang immediately came over and asked curiously: "What good things did the feudal lord offer? Let me see it."

Wen Shiyang opened the bag, and inside was a pack of plums, a pack of sour plum candy, a bottle of probiotics with some ice, a small pack of biscuits, a pack of tomato-flavored potato chips, and a pair of eye masks, special snacks for people with motion sickness Bag.

Wen Shiyang knew these things a long time ago, and he put them into the backpack last night watching Shao Qing'an.

"I'll carry the things, and I'll bring them to you before getting in the car." Shao Qing'an tidied up and said, "If you put it in your bag, then you will definitely grab whatever you can eat, and you will feel uncomfortable after sitting in the car for a long time."

Wen·Eating snacks·Shi·Ai motion sickness·Yang, nodded obediently.

"Fuck?" Xiaopang looked at Wen Shiyang eagerly: "Master! You