Hedgehog and Tiger

No. [-] Middle School still has music lessons, so Yang Tang has learned a lot.When I was in Second Foreign Language School, music and art were all used to sneak out to play, and I really never sat in the classroom and took it seriously.

The music teacher is pretty, and draws a stave with chalk on the podium, and teaches singing note by note.He Xinchun took a pen and drew on a blank draft paper.The staff has been erased by the teacher, and he draws a seven-seven-eight-eight with his memory.

"Do you still take notes in music class?"

He Xinchun was startled, covered his ears and looked at Yang Tang, and said, "Left, left and right are fine."

The two spoke loudly. The music teacher looked over and said, "The two students in the corner, did you learn this sentence just now? How about singing it for everyone?"

The students murmured, and their eyes all moved to the corner of the last row.

Yang Tang originally propped his neck and planned to unravel the hanging, but when he turned his head to look, He Xinchun's face was pale, and he kept stroking his hair with his fingers, as if there was something hidden under it.His back was tense, and his whole body was in a strange state of tension, as if he was very uncomfortable with the gaze of others.

"Teacher, I'm tone deaf, so you just listen to it." Yang Tang, who didn't intend to talk to others, stood up, took the score and lyrics in He Xinchun's hand, hummed the tune first, and then sang a few lines along with the lyrics.

He didn't know where the teacher taught, so he just picked it at random. After singing, he looked at the teacher and said, "I won't leave the rest, teacher."

The young man's voice was very astringent, and it was impossible for his throat to remain unaffected by smoking for a period of time.In the voice changer, the clarity of those teenagers in the original tone is gone, replaced by a hoarse and deep tone.

He Xinchun was dumbfounded when he heard it, and saw Yang Tang pat him after he sat down, and said, "If you don't want to sing, you don't want to sing, how can you force yourself like this."

After class, Yang Tang slipped out to go to the bathroom, turned a corner before reaching the place, and pressed the person who followed him to the side of the corridor.

He Xinchun was startled, his lips were bitten white by him

"You, you thought Li Wenyu's people were following me." Yang Tang said without letting go.This kid is quite tall, but he has no flesh, and his bones are the same.Walking on the road is not like wearing clothes, but like clothes wearing him.

"I, I want to say thank you to you..."

"Why didn't the classroom say it, and followed me all the way to the toilet."

"There are too many people in the classroom."

Yang Tang glanced at him and said, "I remember you don't stutter."

"..."

Now He Xinchun stopped talking, Yang Tang's hand was like a vice, pressing him down so hard that he couldn't move.

Seeing that the person's face was getting redder and redder, Yang Tang accepted the idea of ​​bullying.After taking it away, he said, "Why are you like a girl..."

He Xinchun rubbed his stiff wrist, heard the words and didn't say anything to him, and returned to the classroom with his head down.

Yang Tang stood in the corridor watching his back, thinking that he had to bring him more food tomorrow.

Thin and out of shape quickly.

"Brother Tang!! Milk me milk me ah ah ah ah!"

Yang Tang was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and heard the voice of the fat man in the earphones, while breastfeeding him, he thought that this man was really noisy.

A round of the game has passed, and the fat man has not yet hung up the voice, so he said to him: "Brother Tang, Brother Angkor and I will go to see Master Chu this week..."

After pulling out the charger's hand, Yang Tang pursed his lips, wondering what he was thinking.

The fat man was still babbling: "Master Chu mentioned you to us several times, and told us to take you there next time. Yue'er, Angkor and I are not going to call anymore, but you... "

According to your affection, you should visit his old man's house the most.

The fat man didn't say this, but Yang Tang knew it too.

He hung up the voice, looked at the sign that the phone's battery was fully charged, and suddenly lost his mind to do anything.

In late autumn, a famous scenic spot in China said that a meteorite had landed.The villagers all went to the mountains to look for meteorites, saying that a small piece could be auctioned off for millions of dollars.

Many people in the class were talking about this matter, and some classmates from their hometown even joked that they wanted to go back and pick up meteorites to make a fortune.

He Xinchun said while doing the question: "A meteorite, I don't know what it looks like."

Yang Tang, who was playing games at the side, had time to take out chocolates from his pocket and throw them on He Xinchun's table, and said, "Have you heard of the Mayan civilization? Recently, there are earthquakes and meteorites. It may be the end of the world."

"What kind of person collects Doomsday."

Yang Tang looked up at him upon hearing this.

He Xinchun's facial features can't be seen clearly.At this moment, he was probably tired from doing the problems. He took off his glasses and rubbed his temples. His closed eyes showed no emotion.

It is estimated that the young man's body has grown up, but his facial features have not yet.The thin lips were pursed lightly, with some childishness.

Yang Tang looked at the corners of his lips, feeling thirsty for no reason.Unscrewed the water bottle, gulped down the water, and echoed, "Yes, what kind of person would collect the end of the world."