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Yu Jinle hurriedly tied a ponytail for Yu Jinyao, pressed it a few times after the ponytail was finished, and then poked it to confirm that the braid would not come loose so easily, and finally loosened it. Take your first breath.

The next second step is to put it on the disk?

He held the ponytail hesitantly, after wetting it with water, he tried to make a circle around the little girl's head, and then fixed it with a hair clip.

It looks a little bit different from what mother Yu usually made up?

While trying to hold back a smile, he leaned over and said with his mouth, "It looks like a poop."

Yu Jinle was annoying him to death, so she slapped him away, and said to Jinyao, "Okay, don't move too much, be gentle, don't jump up and down."

The little girl nodded, and the papa head that was coiled on her head fell off.

Yu Jinle, "..."

Re-hooped, this time a little tighter.

"Take two steps to see."

The little girl walked a few steps with her neck stiff, as if she was holding a bucket of water and was afraid of spilling it.

She is not crooked, the ponytail is crooked by itself, hanging sideways and precariously.

I couldn't hold back my thoughts, and laughed so hard that I stumbled.

Yu Jinle could only tear it down and start over.

It was pierced and rolled, this time with a little experience, it looked much better than the previous two times, at least there was a prototype of a steamed stuffed bun—although it was a shriveled steamed stuffed bun that hadn’t fermented successfully.

"Yeah!" Yu Jinle nodded in satisfaction, just about to say that it's all right, but as soon as he let go of his hand, the whole bun immediately fell apart.

Yu Jinyao's face was full of innocence with a haircut that was even more dickish than before.

"..." How angry!

I wanted to applaud this good brother who persevered in the face of difficulties and challenged Baozitou, but I was afraid that the host would be swept out of the house by reacting too aggressively, so I could only try to cover my laughter with coughing.

A good brother, but clumsy and heartbroken.

While trying to roll up the sleeves of the T-shirt to his shoulders, he couldn't help but say, "Hey, wrap your ponytail around a little bit."

He originally wanted to be a real gentleman who watched chess without saying a word, but playing chess is so stupid that everyone is angry, just like an old man who squats under a big tree in the park in the afternoon and watches people play chess. I always feel like something is missing.

Yu Jinle glanced at him, and twisted the ponytail in his hand.

"That's right! That's it, go around again, go around again." Bian Xiang commanded very seriously, "Go around—"

After several turns of the ponytail, it begins to tend to tangle.

Yu Jinle's face was full of surprise, "It's true!"

While thinking about giving him a thumbs up, "Listen to me, that's right, keep going!"

The ponytail was wrapped around the end, and Yu Jinyao's head was twisted into a twist.

"Ah—" Yu Jinle was so happy that he died, "I'm so amazing!"

I wanted to quickly hand over a few hair clips, "Fix it quickly."

Yu Jinle hurriedly took a hairpin and stuck it on the twist ball.

"Damn it, it's always finished, this shit makes me so-"

He only put on a hairpin and let go. Yu Jinle hadn't finished delivering his speech when the twisted ball spun at high speed and returned to its original shape with a snap.

Joy begets sorrow.

While thinking: "..."

Yu Jinle: "..."

Yu Jinle clenched her fists, thinking of "swoosh" and quickly pulled the small table away.

not good!Brother Yu is angry from embarrassment, right?

"Come, come, I'm thinking about my brother's piercing for you, and let your elder brother rest for a while."

He took over the little meat bun sister paper, and took over Yu Jinle's bun-tying project, letting Brother Yu, who had the intention of flipping the table, go to rest.

He wanted to think deeply about Yu Jinyao's messy hair.

"Come on." He wet his hands with the water in the water ladle, and tied up the ponytail first.

This ponytail technique is much better than Yu Jinle's at first glance. I don't know whether it is true ingenuity or learning and summarizing Yu Jinle's method of tying just now. Anyway, the ponytail on the little girl's head is combed perfectly this time. It can be said to be dignified and tidy, even some broken hair is attached to it, and it is so round that the whole head is shiny.

Then he stood up and pulled Yu Xiaomei's ponytail vertically.

"Come on, turn around."

Yu Xiaomei obeyed obediently and turned around in a circle.

"Yes, one more."

Yu Xiaomei turned around again.

"Good boy! Come on, keep turning!"

Yu Xiaomei seemed to have found a new way to play, and turned around a few more times.

"Yes, just keep turning like this, in the same direction, until I say stop."

Yu Jinle was dumbfounded, and her sister, who looked like a happy dick, was carried around in a ponytail and couldn't help laughing heartily.

Then he watched helplessly as the ponytail was coiled into a coil-like ball under the cooperation of Yu Xiaomei, and finally he wanted to fix it carefully with another rubber band and a few hairpins, and it was completed Baozitou, who he struggled for a long time without success...

Tired.

"Brother is still amazing, right?" Thinking about being complacent, he almost wanted to give 32 likes for his cleverness.With a wave of his long arm, he put it directly on Yu Jinle's shoulder, "What? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I just said to treat me to McDonald's, or tonight?"

Yu Jinle slapped his paw away with a sullen face, "Brother, I still have injuries on my feet, can we slow down for a few days?"

Thinking strangely, "What's wrong with your foot injury? Didn't you just say that you don't need to pick up and drop off to and from school? You are so arrogant, you can't go to McDonald's? You don't want to renege on your debt, do you?"

"I have an injury on my foot, and I don't eat fried food." This person wears a thousand-dollar Casio sports watch, a thousand-dollar basketball shoe, and a thousands-dollar Nokia mobile phone, and he is afraid that he will blame him McDonald's?

"You also know that you have an injury on your foot? I'll treat it as if you don't need to take care of that injury and it's okay!" He wanted to point to his injured foot like a rice dumpling with an exaggerated expression.

"I'm injured, we'll wait until he recovers." He said patiently.

"Then do you still need to pick him up?" He wanted to stare at him, but he seemed to continue messing around if he refused.

Yu Jinle is going crazy. He feels that this person's brain circuit is the same as that of the braids that Yu Xiaomei just made. He does not follow the usual path, and he has the posture of opening up an alternative new circuit, so he is actually a psychopath, right?

He didn't speak, just stared at him.

Whistling while wishing the sky, fouls are useless, I don't want you to do this.

In the end, Yu Jin was defeated.

"Use it! Use it! Want it! Disabled people please pick me up!"

Thinking about the scissorhands, victory!

In the following period of time, Yu Jinle felt very fucked up.

Because the class leader Bian thinks that his use of elbow crutches is like a third-level disabled person going out for a walk, he is very active in shouldering the work of picking up and dropping off school on time, and even caring about his life of going to the toilet and draining water after class. plan.

Eating and sleeping while hiding and thinking has become Yu Jinle's main life recently.

At that time, there was only an old campus in the city center, and the size of the venue was far from enough to meet the actual growth of the number of students. The recess operation was the most basic activity to respond to the national quality education requirements and build a good school spirit. Neglected items - not only can't be ignored, Yiduzhong has always conscientiously implemented the tradition of implementing various prescribed activities. This period of time is only five or six minutes of inter-class exercises, interspersed with spot checks and inspections by teachers from the teaching office. Busy figures lining up to check school uniforms, hairstyles and other grooming.

It is also very strict.

Men don't keep their temples and women don't let their hair loose, and their bangs can't cover their eyebrows.

Behind the line there are teachers waving faders waiting for you.

This year, a new dean has been transferred to Tuzhong. Her surname is Ma. She is a 40-year-old girl who is still unmarried. Although she is not tall, she has a combat rating of MAX++++. She is dedicated and ruthless. At the school gate, and the front and back doors are impermanent and appear alternately at random. Students who catch violations are just like picking up chickens and leaving. People in the rivers and lakes call it "a horse kills a chicken".

Under her leadership, the school's school style and appearance has become more and more stable, and the teachers in the teaching office have become more brutal and ruthless in their style of painting.

Yu Jinle was lying on the railing of the corridor, and saw the two figures roaring past downstairs, and the figure chasing after him took a three-step approach and leapt up, rushing forward like a hungry tiger. Moving forward, the little chicken that was running in front was picked up directly without even struggling.

Fang Xiyuan applauded loudly, "The kid who dared to run after seeing a horse kill a chicken was born strong and died great."

Tuesday is the turn of the two grades of junior high school and junior high school to practice between classes. Generally speaking, children of the second grade of junior high school are in the most critical period of rebellion. It was a noisy grade, so every time it was the turn of these two grades to do exercises, all the teachers in the Political and Educational Office would dispatch to enforce the law, only killing mistakes and not letting them go.

"Look at that girl—" Fang Xiyuan pointed to a girl downstairs with well-combed hair on her forehead, "Believe it or not, she will remove those two hairpins when she goes upstairs? I bet fifty cents that her bangs are all I can eat it in my mouth!"

"And that one, look at his trousers—" he pointed to another boy who was queuing up for inspection, "it's obviously his own black trousers, there must be a clothespin caught in the trouser legs, the straight trousers have turned into carrot trousers! He Just be glad it wasn't the one who killed the chicken for inspection, otherwise he would definitely be beaten to death!"

The final conclusion: the grooming check is too inhumane, and does not leave any way for students to survive.

Yu Jinle lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "When discipline is improved, grades will improve—by Li Yihua."

"Your old class is so funny!"

Fang Xiyuan was his classmate in junior high school. They had a good friendship at the beginning, and they often walked together after school.But he was also the one who made Yu Jinle's outlook on life and values ​​suffer a huge impact for the first time.

Foolishly, he thought that the life of a junior high school student was the inheritance of the primary school stage. As long as you are happy and I am happy, everyone is happy together and they can laugh and laugh and become irreversible friends.In the three years of junior high school, he played volleyball with Fang Xiyuan, kicked shuttlecock and went to cram school, and also passed the exam together and endured the pressure of entering a higher school.After learning that Fang Xiyuan, whose grades in the high school entrance examination were not as good as her own, also entered the high school, Yu Jinle naively thought that he was also a school-choice student, and was happy to find an ally or an old acquaintance. The driver's father didn't get enough points in the high school entrance examination to make up for it, so he picked up any name and directly added it as a regular student.

Since then, Yu Jinle has been silent.

He knew he was in a somewhat unhealthy state of mind.

He is like a fish wrapped in air bubbles, watching other sea creatures bustling and bustling by every day, but he is always separated by a thin transparent membrane, weakly and coldly in another world Breathing, occasionally patting the fish's tail, can't turn over the ripples.

He didn't know how much air was left in the bubble, whether it would suddenly explode one day...

His high school life is visible but intangible; he cannot struggle or move.

Like Zhang Hongkuan at the same table, it can’t be said that he was intentional or not. No matter what he said, Yu Jinle would feel that he was pretending to show his superiority in a low-key way. Later, when I went to a birthday party, I had to ask the driver to bring him a formal suit, and he talked about the mobile phone that his parents threw to him after they used it up, and it was even a popular model in the advertisement.

Like old classmate Fang Xiyuan, this comrade who carried the revolutionary cannon together is actually a privileged class.After Yu Jinle learned the truth, he would often think back to the time when they were yelling, crying, screaming, and failing the exam, and then wondered, would Fang Xiyuan secretly laugh at himself for being a naive and pitiful creature?

He gradually avoided them and kept a distance from them, which can be regarded as a kind of cynicism in adolescence...

"Hey, then your squad leader and sister-in-law." Fang Xiyuan pointed to the two in the opposite corridor and said, "The second grade of junior high school is still so sticky, do you think they are here for real?"

Yu Jinle now has a conditioned reflex and feels dizzy when he hears the name he is thinking about. He can't wait to turn around and let him ignore it. It's just that Fang Xiyuan is more nagging than a witch, and he can't wait to let out all he knows while thinking about it.

"Your class monitor is really virtuous. You go to school every day and take care of the pick-up and delivery, snacks and snacks during breaks between classes. I heard that you will provide ginger and brown sugar water for a few days every month. The girls in our class are all envious. Said that Weng Lin's eyes are sharp, thinking that she won it decisively less than two months after transferring to another school, and now she is really spoiled every day as a little public..."

Yu Jinle thought nonchalantly, the person Bian Xianhui took over every day recently was the junior high school classmate next door to you, Fang Xiyuan, your eyes don't grow to the top of the sky, do you?Go to the school doctor and have a look...

Fang Xiyuan is really too wordy, even if Yu Jinle has never echoed him on the topic of thinking about it, he can still talk about it for a long time.

Through that long speech, Yu Jinle deeply understood the long history of love and love and pampering and pampering his wife of Squad Leader Bian.In the story, I thought it was the infatuated noble son who stepped on colorful auspicious clouds, while Weng Lin turned into a cute little goblin.

Oh, it turns out that virtuousness is a talent, no wonder he has such a unique way of tying buns.

Yu Jinle raised his head, looking at Yuanjialu narrowly with the opposite side.

Thinking of grinning at him.

Yu Jinle: "..."