After I quit the Shura field, I'm really sweet to my rival

"Really refer to that Zhao Chenxing?" Dai Fengyu lowered his voice, almost speaking out of breath, and went to see Zhao Chenxing's reaction from time to time, seeing that the other party probably didn't hear him, he was slightly relieved.

Shen Lu's thin lips moved slightly, "Otherwise."

Dai Fengyu suppressed his panic and tried not to show it. He clasped his desk with both hands and asked for confirmation again, "That really means that...Ahhhhhhhh! Are you kidding me?"

He stammered and didn't get the words out.

"No, no, brother Shen...Brother Lu, my dear brother! Even if it's true...you can change the sentence, it's so obvious..." Dai Fengyu didn't ask carefully at all, and just filled in all the details in his mind.

Shen Lv seems indifferent to everything, but usually when others mention him, there is something wrong, and he will definitely correct it. Now that the attitude is like this, isn't it tacit approval? ? ? !

Acquiesced? !

Dai Fengyu is about to explode.

No way?

Really? ? !

Shen Lu looked up at him lightly, and said softly, "That's it."

Dai Fengyu wanted to wipe his neck a little bit.

So what? ?

Why so suddenly? !

Isn't it a love rival? Isn't it a love rival? Isn't it a love rival? ?

Although it is obvious that he is not a rival in love now, but it is not so...

Is it possible that hate begets love?

Brother Shen likes this? ?

Usually you can't see it at all!

However, no one could see Shen Lu's preferences.

"...Let's change it, brother." Dai Fengyu took a deep breath, persuading him very sincerely.

Probably because he knows this now, he can see how something is wrong when he reads this poem, and he always feels that others can also see it.

Shen Lu's face remained unchanged, "No change."

Dai Fengyu choked, gave himself some relief, and muttered: "This is too... When did it start, could it be..."

Dai Fengyu thought about it, and as soon as he went back, he thought of looking for Shen Lu before the last chemistry competition, but Zhao Chenxing came over.

The two lived next door, and they would ask questions and fight from time to time, could it be that they had some affection?

And such?

Dai Fengyu didn't dare to continue to think about it, and didn't dare to speculate specifically, so he shook and said: "Brother Shen, I won't put this label on it for now, it's too obvious, the school will blow up... Wait until you think about it, okay?" ? In case you are on a whim..."

"Not on a whim."

Shen Lv outlined the conditions on the test paper, and after saying this sentence, he turned up the volume in the earphones and stopped responding.

Dai Fengyu stopped, moved a little closer, covered his face with one hand, and said quickly in a low voice: "Then I won't post this one, and no one will dare to say you if you don't post it."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Shen Lv heard it or not, he stood up for a while, and quickly ran to the side of the declaration board to put a label, as if he was afraid that someone would stop him.

Their conversation was not loud, and the movement was actually not small.Zhao Chenxing raised his eyes from under the brim of the sweater and cast his gaze, then twitched his thick eyebrows and lowered his eyes, turned the pen twice, and impetuously drew a red cross next to the correction of the test paper in front of him.

Zhao Chenxing was bored all day long. Ever since Dai Fengyu knew about the label, he always subconsciously peeked at Zhao Chenxing. Naturally, he also noticed that this guy was in a bad mood today, so he didn't understand Shen Lv - why did he just see such a change? Unpredictable Lord, apart from his good-looking face, this guy is not outstanding in the first class.

However, Zhao Chenxing was bored for two days, and he didn't look relaxed until Friday afternoon when school was over.

Others thought it was miraculous that Zhao Chenxing hadn't caused any trouble in class A for a few days, and he gradually showed some sense of acceptance. Dai Fengyu was different, he thought it was miraculous that Shen Lv didn't make trouble, and kept staring at him all the time.

In the last Chinese class, Zhang Jingshan handed out a test paper and asked them to write the first half and explain it on the spot, and the rest went home and handed in on Monday.

Zhang Jingshan's class has always been slack, and when she wrote poetry questions, she started to quarrel in a low voice.

The poem on the test paper dates from the Song Dynasty, and I don’t know what to express. The four sentences are all about scenery, and the author is still a name I have never seen before. None of the hints.

Cheng Jie was so far away that he knocked on the table desperately and asked Dai Fengyu angrily, "Representative, how do you write this question? How do I know what his thoughts and feelings are? The first sentence is about crescent eyebrows. He is drawing for his wife." Eyebrow?"

Dai Fengyu clicked his tongue, and said in a low voice: "The poems say that thrushes are often referred to. In short, there are three methods-the method of being demoted, the method of being happy, and the method of homesickness. You can substitute in whichever one you see."

Cheng Jie frowned, "I don't think any of them look alike, do you know the question about monitor?"

Shen Lu raised his eyebrows, "I choose the method of looking forward to promotion."

Shen Lv's eyes turned, and relying on the length of his legs, he tapped on the leg of Zhao Chenxing's chair, "What did you write?"

Zhao Chenxing supported his chin with one hand, and turned the pen on the test paper with the other. Occasionally, he glanced at the mobile phone in the belly of the table. He only glanced at it when he saw the light, and said casually: "The poet is free."

Shen Lv laughed in a low voice, and the laughter buzzed in the back of Dai Fengyu's head, so excited that he turned his head to look at the situation quietly.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Lu continued to ask.

Zhao Chenxing looked away from the phone, and pushed the phone back to the table with two fingers, "Linzi and the others have booked a private room, and we will have a get-together at night."

Shen Lu's eyes slightly curved, "Because of the entrance exam?"

Zhao Chenxing nodded.

And suddenly, out of nowhere, he said the next sentence, "Are you coming?"

As soon as the words fell, he wanted to slap himself.

He also asked this question in the mid-term exam last time, but Shen Lu didn't refuse that time, but it was really unpleasant.

Ask again, isn't this a bitch?

Shen Lu pressed his thumb knuckles, "OK."

Zhao Chenxing was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at him back and forth, closed his cheeks, paused for a few seconds before saying: "...All right, let's go together after school later."

Dai Fengyu turned his head and saw that the corners of Shen Lv's face and mouth were raised to the sky. After all, he couldn't control the master, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Shen Lv noticed his gaze, twitched the corners of her lips slightly, and looked over in warning.

Dai Fengyu hastily bowed to express his trouble.

Zhao Chenxing thought for a while, and casually posted a sentence in the WeChat group of four.

- I'll bring someone tonight.

After sending it, I put away my mobile phone and continued writing questions.

Although Zhang Jingshan's class is loose, she covers everything that needs to be said, and the lectures are very precise.Because they both come from a science background, they pay attention to skills and logic, which is very suitable for the appetite of Class A, and the explanation is also fast. After explaining the first half of the paper, there are still 5 minutes before school ends.

Cheng Jie muttered in the back, "This question is really looking forward to promotion, the poet wrote it for the superiors... This metaphor is too vague..."

Zhang Jingshan slapped the table on the podium, "Everyone is quiet, I have a few things to say."

"Next Thursday for the school sports meeting, the school will keep a close eye on the weather forecast in advance. It will be cloudy or sunny all week. During the three days from Monday to Wednesday, you have to take time to go to the playground to practice our class's phalanx. The slogan should also be well thought out. One, you still choose the banners and clothing, and try to place an order on the weekend.”

As soon as it was mentioned that they were going to practice the phalanx, there was an uproar among the audience.

Zhang Jingshan added in a nonchalant manner, "Don't be troublesome, our class is considered good, and then we can walk around the playground and stand in the middle. The other classes have to practice changing formations to make a good picture. By the way, the slogan Class representatives will collect in the group, and whoever is accepted, I will treat him to milk tea."

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell silent all of a sudden, her eyes widening and her eyes narrowing.

Zhang Jingshan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why, look down on a cup of milk tea? I saw that the labels you wrote last time are very talented and close to yourself. Class A can go badly in the phalanx, and the ranking in the sports meeting can be poor, but the slogan must be Be loud and catchy!"

It is the so-called loser does not lose.

Class A's sports are indeed a little bit worse, and there are some good ones, just a few, and the others can only be written as cheerleaders. Zhang Jingshan doesn't expect them to get a good ranking.

"Those who want to register can go to the monitor to register first, try to fill up the quota, and hand it over to me on Monday afternoon."

After explaining the matter, Zhang Jingshan didn't drag them, and called out the get out of class, and walked out of the classroom with a paper and a water glass.

Zhao Chenxing lowered his head to pack his things, put his backpack on his shoulder, and sat crookedly on his seat to look at Shen Lv.

——There are already two or three very enthusiastic people who came to sign up.

Two tall and strong boys, and a delicate girl.

The girl Zhao Chenxing remembered was called An Xueji, she was quiet and gentle, with pink skin and long legs, most likely she came to report the high jump.

At this time, An Xueji's face was slightly flushed, and she told Shen Lu about the projects she wanted to apply for.

Shen Lv nodded lightly, and wrote down their respective projects one by one. While packing their schoolbags, he remembered to say, "There are few people in our class. If there are other projects that you are good at, you can consider reporting more."

Zhao Chenxing glanced at Qu Zicheng who was being urged by the group, his long legs were bent and swayed, and he clapped his palms twice to remind Shen Lv to hurry up.

He was in a bad mood these past few days, and he still came and left alone, but this was the first time he was waiting for someone.

Shen Lv glanced at him, stretched out his hand to give way to the side, pushed aside those people, and walked in front of Zhao Chenxing with his backpack in his hand, "Let's go."

Zhao Chenxing pulled the corner of his mouth and hummed.

An Xueji and the others looked at the backs of the two leaving, with their mouths slightly opened, a little confused.

"The two of them have a good relationship? Are you going to leave together?"

"It's strange, I heard that they almost got into a fight because of Koike..."

"Damn, if you say that, it's not for a fight, is it?"

"Don't tell me, these two are sitting so close, I was afraid that the conflict between them would escalate..."

An Xueji looked worriedly at the two people who walked to the door, but in the end she didn't dare to ask, she packed her things silently, and left arm in arm with Luo Feifei.

……

The two who were thought to be going to have a fight walked to the gate of the school, talking and talking all the way.

It was dark and early in early winter, but it was not yet time for the street lights to come on. The road was a little dark, and it was inevitable that there would be a bump when walking side by side, and they would leave as soon as they were touched.

Shen Lu clasped his long and thin fingers, and asked him with lowered eyes, "Do you need to apply for sports events?"

Zhao Chenxing rarely walked with Shen Lu, the surrounding light was dim and ambiguous, which made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

He raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, and asked, "Are you reporting?"

Shen Lv curled his lower lip, "The squad leader naturally set an example and reported 1500, 100 meters, 4 times 100."

Zhao Chenxing touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and said in a relaxed tone, "I'm fine with any item, if there is any item that I'm dissatisfied with, then fill me in."

He wasn't acting like a hero. He was still in the attached middle school at the sports meeting of No. [-] Middle School last year. At that time, he was targeted by the class committee because of a trivial matter, and his name was filled in every event in the attached middle school's sports meeting.

If they dared to fill it in, he dared not to go, and he was not the only one who was ashamed.

It doesn't matter whether to report or not, he will not be stingy if he really wants to help fill a vacancy in the town hall.

Shen Lu was quite surprised by his answer, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Aren't you afraid that you have to participate in every event?"

Zhao Chenxing hooked his backpack strap, tilted his neck to look at him, his well-curved eyes were twitched, and his eyes were playful and sharp, "It depends on your conscience, monitor."

Shen Lu spread his hands and said with a smile: "No."

conscience.

Zhao Chenxing twitched the corner of his mouth, and was forced to add a condition, "Then you apply for a few projects, and I will apply for a few."

"Row."

The two turned a corner and went together to the big hotel diagonally opposite the school.

Because it is close to the school, Fan Lin's last session was physical education class, so he rushed to the private room he had reserved before finishing the class, and waited for the food to be served at the familiar place, and Zhao Chenxing entered the private room only to see three people with their legs crossed out of shape Sitting obliquely, with sweat on his forehead, his school uniform was rolled up and casually thrown on the back of the chair.

Zhao Chenxing came in first, Qu Zicheng waved his hand and greeted people loudly when he saw someone, "Here comes Xing!"

Shen Lu was half a step behind, pressed against his heels, and narrowed his eyes, "What did they call you?"

Zhao Chenxing threw his schoolbag on the nearby chair, rolled up his sleeves and pinched Qu Zicheng's shoulder, "You can't remember what it should be called, right?"

Qu Zicheng immediately surrendered with his hands up, while hiding back, "I was wrong, I was wrong Brother Zhao, hey brother Zhao... Zhao... Shen Shen Shen Shen????"

Qu Zicheng was facing the door. As soon as Zhao Chenxing walked away, he immediately saw the person behind him clearly. He didn't resist Zhao Chenxing's pinching hand for a while, and stared at the door dumbfounded. His eyes almost popped out, and his tongue trembled. Incomplete.

Fan Lin and Chen Zhou were sitting inside with their backs to the door, drinking tea leisurely, and laughed at him when they heard the words, "Auntie, what are you so excited about, which aunt is here?"

The next second, they looked back at the same time, and their expressions split instantly.

Chen Zhou followed with "Shen" several times, as if taking over the baton, his fingers were still pointing tremblingly.

Shen Lu paused, and pressed Chen Zhou's finger back, who was relatively close, "My name is Shen Lu, not your aunt."

As soon as Zhao Chenxing let Qu Zicheng go, he chuckled when he heard the words, and looked down at the few people sitting like the uncle, "Didn't I tell you that I want to bring someone here?"

Qu Zicheng moved his lips, and silently lowered his crossed legs, "We thought you were referring to your former little follower..."

Occasionally, when a few people meet together during class, they can all see Jing Yi following behind Zhao Chenxing. They have known each other for a long time. He is a very cute little brother. Of course there is no problem if they want to take a meal together. He still has some wealth, but who knew that the person who came would be Shen Lu? !

How many days has Zhao Chenxing been in Class A?Already able to call the old rivals brothers and sisters? ?Is Brother Zhao so fierce? !

Qu Zicheng made up his mind a few times in his mind, silently gave a thumbs up, pouted his lower lip, wanted to ask something, looked at the cold and unattainable face of No. [-] Senior Colonel, but didn't make a sound.

Zhao Chenxing has a problem now, when he hears someone mention Jing Yi, he thinks of that day's recess, the corner of his mouth is pulled down visibly.

Shen Lv caught a glimpse of his expression, lowered his eyes to think, and didn't say a word for a moment.

Fan Lin has always been indifferent, and asked whenever he wanted to, "We didn't know that the person you brought was such a great god... You two have a good relationship now?"

Fan Lin looked quite calm, but the end sound was a little floating, full of doubts and shocks, and he subconsciously sat up straight.

Before Zhao Chenxing could return, Shen Lu softened his voice and replied, "It's very good."

The eyes of the three present stared even wider.

"It's like a hidden marriage in the entertainment circle, and there is no sound at all." Qu Zicheng held his throat and murmured, the volume of a mosquito humming, speaking for himself.

Zhao Chenxing turned his attention away, glanced at Shen Lv, said nothing, patted the back of an empty chair beside him, and signaled him to sit over.

It's just that Da Lala's indifferent attitude made them a little uncomfortable, as if he and Shen Lv appeared so strange and terrified.

"It seems that I forgot to tell you before that we live next door now, so it's surprising that we know each other?" Zhao Chenxing asked, leaning on the back of the chair.

Chen Zhou nodded madly.

This is not just an accident, it is even more shocking than seeing aliens landing on the earth.

The key point is that the two of them didn't see any intersection at school, so they weren't mentally prepared at all.

Now they knew that Zhao Chenxing didn't pursue Chi Ran anymore, and there were less scandals about Chi Ran and Shen Lu, but they never thought that the two could shake hands and come to dinner together!

It's still this kind of small gathering with friends! !

How familiar is this? !

Zhao Chenxing clicked his tongue and explained impatiently: "This buddy has given me a lot of questions, it seems that my family is related. As for the past, it's all over, don't make a fuss."

Fan Lin grasped the key point, and asked suspiciously: "According to relatives? What kind of relatives?"

Zhao Chenxing glanced at him and told him to shut up.

Fan Lin understood in seconds, it was probably some unnamed relative.

All the families present here have done some business, and they know that the Shen family and the Zhao family have a big business, but the development of the Zhao family is a bit late, and they haven't caught up with the good times. Even relatives far away will meet and help each other.

If there is a real relationship, it would be understandable for the two to come together.

Shen Lv sat aside with a smile, and changed the subject to comfort them.

Facts have proved that the name Shen Shen is not called for nothing. When people want to socialize, they can coax people around with a few words, especially if they remember their names clearly. By the time the dishes are served, the three of them have already gone a lot alert.

Qu Zicheng quickly became acquainted, and excitedly whispered to Chen Zhou while eating: "I am eating at the same table with Changhuai's top academic god now?! Will I have good luck! Will I pass the next final exam?" Break into the top [-] all at once!"

Chen Zhou was actually a little excited. His mother often told him to communicate more with Xueba, but he didn't reach that level and couldn't get into that circle. If Zhao Chenxing is now a Xueba, he always felt that Zhao Chenxing's way The learning method is not suitable for him. He has tried but can't persist. Who can only sleep so little every night? He just lost two or three hours of sleep, and the stubble of his hair fell all over the floor.

That is to say, Zhao Chenxing was very talented, quick-witted, energetic, and not troubled by hair loss.

But now the legend of No. [-] Middle School is sitting opposite them!In the past, they stood on the rostrum to give speeches, and they could only see their outlines when they looked up from a distance. I just talked to them kindly!

Just suddenly get angry!

Chen Zhou said in a low voice: "I kind of want to touch the hand of the god of learning, to rub some of the light of the god of learning, maybe I can do better in the next exam..."

Qu Zicheng looked at him, rubbed his palms, eager to try.

Qu Zicheng had the guts to make this request just after he was full of food and drink.

Chen Zhou followed suit, but Fan Lin didn't care, he called the waiter to ask for two decks of cards and put them on the chess and card table.

Before Shen Lv agreed, Qu Zicheng stretched out his front hooves impatiently, and Chen Zhou followed suit.

Zhao Chenxing sat next to Shen Lu, closer to Qu Zicheng, raised his hand and hit his paw back.

His beating sound was crisp and clear, and his strength was not small, and Qu Zicheng immediately saw the red mark on the back of his hand.

Qu Zicheng's wrist snapped, and he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, with an aggrieved expression, "Why are you hitting someone! I just want to touch it!"

Zhao Chenxing was also stunned for a moment, looked at his palms, glanced at Shen Lv, who was probing, from the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly slowed down.

He withdrew his hand, put it on the armrest, looked away unnaturally, and found a random reason, "Your hands haven't been washed, they're full of sweat and oil."

Qu Zicheng flipped his palms half-believingly and looked carefully, "It's so exaggerated..."

Qu Zicheng supported the table, raised his head and asked without giving up, "Then I wash my hands before touching?"

Chen Zhou nodded in agreement.

Zhao Chenxing twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his chin and said, "Can you understand everything by yourself? Don't be so superstitious, I have never touched his hand, so I am still in Class A."

The author has something to say:

There are several poems like this in the impression of the poems mentioned here. Don’t be right about the prototype, and you won’t be right (overhead)

It's been a long time, I bow and apologize first, I just entered the new environment, rented a house and stepped on the pit, not to mention the desks and chairs a few days ago, I didn't even have a mattress...

But now it's all set up, and I'll come back to update when I get familiar with the feel again!I will keep writing, don't worry~

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