Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

The next day, during the break between classes, it was still a day that required morning exercises, and the corridors were crowded with people.

Students at this age are generally lazy in character, and they are usually too lazy to move, especially when doing ugly things like morning exercises, they are even more reluctant.

Almost every day at this time, there will be a "Xiangxi Chasing Corpse" staged in the teaching building.

The homeroom teacher waved his thick arms, his arms were big and his waist was round, and he shouted "Hurry up", and his hands kept moving, grabbing the lazy blue and white school uniforms one by one, and they were almost on their feet.

Wen Yanwan seized the time, memorized the last sentence of the ancient prose in his heart, closed the book, and recited it silently while following the crowd.

There was constant wailing in my ears, dying or living. It didn't sound like going to do exercises, but like going to a grave.

Someone nearby is gossiping:

"I heard that He Yicheng has taken a fancy to another person recently, and runs to hang around in front of his classroom every day."

"Damn it, who is so unlucky."

"I don't know, it seems to be an Alpha, and he's still a freshman."

"I'm going, it's actually an Alpha? He Yicheng's taste is really getting stronger and stronger."

"That's right. If you want me to say, that person is quite unlucky. He was targeted by this kind of person when he just started school. How will he live in the future?"

"It's over, it's over, I didn't expect that He Yicheng would not let Alpha go, you said, if he takes a fancy to me, what should I do?"

"..."

"I think that if the Alphas are really in danger, Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng should bear the brunt of it."

"..."

"I think you have a point."

Due to the crowd, Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng, who were forced to listen to the whole process: "..."

I'm sorry, they (they) don't seem to be feeling well in their stomach right now.

Lu Chaosheng wondered if he hadn't kicked hard enough last time, and followed the large army out of the corridor.

Near the playground, meet the second class again.

It may be that Wen Yanwan's sudden self-proving of innocence yesterday played a role, or he was comforted by that commanding kiss.

When I saw Jian Fanxing again today, Lu Chaosheng seemed much calmer. When Jian Fanxing greeted them, he gave him a slight nod. Jian Fanxing was so scared that he immediately stepped on his left and right feet and almost fell directly.

Jian Fanxing, who received a response for the first time: "..."

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You must know that although Lu Chaosheng was the one who really saved him, from the beginning to the end, Lu Chaosheng never said a word to him, and he didn't even want to show him a look.

Even Jian Fanxing faintly felt that the other party hated him a little.

Unfortunately, every time he had a meal, he happened to sit opposite Lu Chaosheng, and the air-conditioning "swished" out, almost freezing him to death.

Although I don't know what happened to change Lu Chaosheng's attitude, does this mean that the other party hates him a little less?

After the "Hero Saves the Beauty" show the day before yesterday, Lu Chaosheng succeeded in gaining a large number of fans in school.

Seeing him looking this way at this time, the nympho little Os couldn't stand still:

"Ahh, it's Lu Chaosheng, Lu Chaosheng looked over here!"

"See if my hair is messed up?"

"Fuck, I didn't wash my face this morning!"

"Fuck, you still said that I haven't shaved this morning!"

Jian Fanxing: "..."

The movement was a bit loud, which attracted Wen Yanwan to look over. Compared with Lu Chaosheng's indifference, Wen Yanwan seemed much gentler.

He has three-dimensional features, deep eyebrows and eyes, and when he slightly bends his eyes, a faint smile appears at the end of his long and narrow eyes, he is simply fascinated.

Immediately, "Ah, I'm dead" rang out in my ears, like a celebrity's private server interview.

At this moment, Lu Chaosheng who was next to him pulled Wen Yanwan hard, and looked sideways at the same time.

His sharp gaze swept across the faces of all the nympho one by one, and finally landed on Jian Fanxing's face.

Squinting, the pupils shrunk slightly, and the sharp eyebrows frowned.

After pausing for a few seconds, he retracted his gaze and pulled Wen Yanwan towards the playground.

The nymphomaniacs immediately covered their faces in embarrassment: "Ah, Lu Chaosheng actually slashed my face with a knife! So handsome and cool, I like it so much~"

Jian Fanxing: "..."

For a moment he didn't know what expression to make.

As the flow of people surged forward, Jian Fanxing's inner emotions were complicated and difficult to distinguish. After a long while, he finally came to a thought

Ah, sure enough, it's just an illusion that I don't hate myself that much.

The playground is full of people.

The principal stood on the rostrum with a microphone in his hand, directing the crowd to disperse.

Every time you roar, you can see the densely packed human heads below, like insects, wriggling slowly, fully reflecting the procrastinating personality of contemporary high school students.

"The second set of national radio gymnastics for middle school students, "The Times is Calling"—"

The music starts and the exercises begin.

As a member of the worms, Wen Yanwan stood at the end of the team, tall and leggy, with an outstanding temperament.

Then... Suddenly, he was stunned.

I was dragged by Lu Chaosheng to kiss yesterday, and I didn't come to do morning exercises, but I suddenly remembered when I got to the playground today, that I don't even know how to do it!

Five or six years have passed, who still remembers what the hell was morning exercises in high school!

Those who stand in the back row are almost all here to hang out.

Therefore, in a group of slow-moving worms who looked like old men exercising in the morning, Lu Chaosheng, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with standard movements and accurate rhythm, stood out.

The boy in front of him had thin bones, narrow shoulders, his school uniform was loosely hung on his shoulders, and his legs were long and thin.

When the arms moved, the wide cuffs of the school uniform fluttered in the wind, occasionally revealing a slender wrist.

Skinny and delicate, white and beautiful.

With just one glance, Wen Yanwan immediately decided to follow Lu Chaosheng.

Start the preparatory section, move your arms, stay where you are, it's okay.

Then stretching, hammering the sun into the sky, is also okay.

Then there is the movement of the limbs. After smashing the sun towards the sky, the left and right arms hula and circle, which is... not bad.

Behind it is shoulder movement, clapping palms, swimming in place, barely...it's okay.

Followed by the chest expansion exercise, reaching for the stars.

Kicking sports, panda punching.

Body rotation movement, Tiga Altman, plus left and right shooting, Metalim light.

Wen Yanwan: "..."

#%&∧*%#! *%#?Garbled characters.

This leg, this hand, this head, what are you doing?Is this really something humans can learn?

Why did he also grow hands and legs, and the person in front looked so good-looking, but when he came to him, he seemed to be rehabilitating an old man who had been paralyzed for decades?

Fortunately, he was in the last row and few people could see him. If he stood in front of Lu Chaosheng, he might lose all face.

With this thought, Wen Yanwan breathed a sigh of relief, but he apparently forgot that there is still a mysterious thing in the world called "Murphy's Law".

While carefully studying which direction Ultraman's light should shoot, suddenly, the densely packed crowd in front of them turned back in unison.

Of course, Lu Chaosheng also turned around.

Just like that, those cold eyes instantly collided with Wen Yanwan's dazed eyes.

And directly in front of the line of sight, there are thousands of big round eyes staring in this direction.

Wen Yanwan: "..."

The scene was very embarrassing.

Wen Yanwan silently retracted her outstretched arms, turned around, and faced the rear.

Lu Chaosheng stared at the back of Wen Yanwan's handsome head, he was only stunned for a moment, then quickly realized and continued to move.

The sound of music above her head continued, and Wen Yanwan was irritable and her head was full of messy characters.

He was originally standing at the back with no one behind him, but now that the whole school turned around, he suddenly became the front row.

So who should he follow now?Um?

Thinking of the countless eyes staring at him from behind, Wen Yanwan felt suffocated.

After a few seconds, I heard the words "whole body exercise", and immediately turned back, looking at the movements in front of me that were too complicated to be recognized by the naked eye.

Wen Yanwan: "..."

He chose to stay put.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! Why are you all standing there stupidly! Do you have the longest legs than anyone else?"

The voice of the dean suddenly sounded.

Visible to the naked eye, the back row began to squirm.

Kicking legs, swaying hips, twisting waist, like a grandpa who is new to square dancing, the picture was once very eye-catching.

But the dean obviously doesn't think so.

I don't know why, but it seems that the school leaders of every school have an unspeakable deep love for radio gymnastics.

Seemingly unsatisfactory, the teaching director walked over from the back of the playground and joined them enthusiastically.

There was a lot of movement in the back, and the students in front kept looking back and fell to the ground laughing, causing commotion in the playground.

Confused, Lu Chaosheng turned his head and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Hey! Hey!" The dean shouted loudly, followed the music and danced, "Everyone, move and jump! It's the prime of youth, lifeless every day, what does it look like! Do you have any sense of identity? The vitality of the flowers of the motherland? Give me a shake, a jump, and a jump to get rid of the lifelessness in my body!"

Glancing at Wen Yanwan who was barely moving, the dean urged him enthusiastically: "Student, why don't you jump? Quick! Jump up! Jump up!"

Wen Yanwan: "..."

He raised his leg silently.

Lu Chaosheng: "Pfft."

The dean was very excited: "Yes, yes, that's it! Lift your legs up!"

Wen Yanwan: "..."

Dean of teaching: "Come on, come on, jump up, jump up! You are so tall, why can't you jump up? Jump with me! Jump up!"

Onlookers: "Hahahahaha!"

Wen Yanwan "..."

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Life is tough, and after being born again, not only had to memorize exams to prepare for the college entrance examination, but was also forced to do morning exercises with a fat middle-aged man in front of all the teachers and students in the school!

Wen Yanwan's face was completely darkened.

In front of him, Lu Chaosheng's shoulders shook uncontrollably. When he was doing running and jumping exercises, he almost knocked over the class next door.

The students who were close to each other had already laughed so much that they lay on the side of the person next to them, pulling each other, loving and killing each other, punching and kicking.

The teaching director not only danced by himself, but also forced others to dance with him. The students complained endlessly, but their bodies could only be forced to twist to the music.

Even though it was only a few minutes, it felt like a century had passed.

When the last "stop" sounded above the head, there was a panting sound in the back row. It seemed that they were working harder than those in the first row.

Looking at the healthy smiling (?) faces of the student dolls blushing because of sports, the dean was finally satisfied, and he sighed: "This is youth!"

Lifting a step, he walked away with a lot of meaning.

Wen Yanwan propped his hands on his waist, panting, his complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot, and secretly swore in his heart that if he stood in the last row again in the future, he would be a dog.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand, he raised his head and happened to bump into Lu Chaosheng's slightly raised eyebrows.

Both of them were taken aback.

Wen Yanwan came to his senses, and quickly got up and moved closer, but Lu Chaosheng had already restrained his expression, and only pointed the back of his dark head at him.

"Did you just laugh?"

"..."

"Hey, let's laugh again."

"..."

"To be honest, you look so pretty when you smile, it makes my heart itch."

"..."

"roll."

Lu Chaosheng's complexion was reddish, and he didn't know whether it was from the sun or from lack of oxygen during exercise.

Or the other sun knew it, and he himself knew it, but Wen Yanwan didn't know the reason.

Step up and walk outside the playground.

Recalling the eyebrows and eyes that he saw just now, Wen Yanwan licked his cheeks, and secretly swore in his heart that he would stand in the last row every day from now on!

Tightening her fingertips, she raised her foot and quickly clung to the figure in front of her.

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