How did Bundi get caught by Lao Gong at the scene?

Spring and autumn come, time flies, An Sheng has almost forgotten his childhood playmate who has only been a friend for a day.

until a certain day.

"Okay, students, class is over! Don't talk, everyone!" The class teacher walked in, knocked on the table, and seeing that the classroom was quiet, she turned her head and looked outside the door: "Nan Yu, come in."

An Sheng propped his head to look at the scenery outside the window in boredom. He was in the classroom and was thinking about how to spend this class when he heard the head teacher's words.

Nan Yu?

That beating and that sad loss hit An Sheng too hard. Of course, it is also possible that apart from himself, he only touched Nan Yu's little Jiji, so he was particularly sensitive to the name Nan Yu, which made him A record is a few years.

An Sheng turned his head in surprise, and saw the boy walking in.

The boy stood at the door of the classroom and walked in against the light. He was wearing his school uniform neatly, and even buttoned his shirt to the top. His skin was cold and white, his eyebrows were delicate and cold, and his eyes seemed to have been soaked in the cold snow of the mountains. , looking indifferent.

An Sheng glanced twice, and happened to meet the boy's gaze. Their eyes met, and An Sheng looked away without interest.

Back then, his little friend was soft and cute, and he was still a little crying bag. How could he grow up like this? !The most important thing is that his kid is a grade lower than him. He is now in the third grade of junior high school, and his kid should be in the second grade of junior high school now, so this is not his kid.

"Nan Yu, let me introduce myself." The head teacher stepped off the podium and said kindly, "Everyone will be classmates from now on."

An Sheng didn't recognize Nan Yu, but Nan Yu recognized An Sheng at a glance. The boy hasn't changed much compared to when he was a child. His delicate facial features have grown a little bit, with sharp edges and corners, showing a little flamboyant and uninhibited .

Nan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. When the two of them looked at each other just now, his heart was about to jump out of the chest that imprisoned it, beating so violently.

strong.

The hand hanging by the side curled up slightly, and when he looked up again, he had calmed down, and his voice was clear: "Hello, everyone, my name is Nan Yu."

"In the next time, Nan Yu will study with us, everyone should get along well." Nan Yu's self-introduction is really a self-introduction, only one sentence.After a moment of silence, applause came from below. The homeroom teacher smiled awkwardly and pointed to the seat next to An Sheng: "Nan Yu, you can sit there first."

"it is good."

"No."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Nan Yu looked at An Sheng with a displeased expression in astonishment.

An Sheng leaned lazily on the chair, and his school uniform was not at all proper. He glanced at the head teacher, then at Nan Yu, smiled, and said, "Teacher, isn't there a seat over there? Let him sit there." Come on, you know, I don't study in class, don't let me influence others anymore."

Although this new transfer student is not his child, but who told him to be called Nan Yu, he used to feel sad, but now thinking about it makes him angry.

She was openly provoked in front of the whole class in class, and the teacher in charge didn't look very well. She looked at An Sheng and reprimanded: "An Sheng, get out if you don't want to go to class, you really think the school is run by your family ? If you don’t want to learn, don’t sit here and influence others!”

An Sheng stared at her sullenly for a while, then got up and walked out of the classroom through the back door.

The homeroom teacher blushed with anger and wanted to piss someone off, but An Sheng had already gone out. She stared in the direction of the back door for a while, took a deep breath, pulled her lips stiffly, and smiled: "Nan Yu Classmate, don't worry about it, go sit down first."

It was really afraid that An Sheng would beat Nan Yu up, so the homeroom teacher pointed to the empty seat at the other end of An Sheng's row: "Sit there first."

"No need." Nan Yu frowned slightly, and pointed to the seat next to An Sheng: "I'll just sit there."

After speaking, he walked over and sat down.

other people:"......"

The head teacher's expression changed again and again, and he didn't say what he wanted to say in the end. Others in the class also looked at Nan Yu furtively, thinking in unison, the new transfer student in their class is very good, An Sheng has acted like that, he She even chose to sit next to him!

After one class, Nan Yu didn't listen to anything, and his mind was not at all. Since An Sheng went out, his heart also drifted out.

From the time he moved to another school, so many things happened, and everything was changing. Only An Sheng was the one he wanted to find.

When he left, An Sheng was in the fourth grade, and he was in the third grade. Because of his better grades, he skipped a grade, so now An Sheng is in the third grade, and he is also in the third grade.

It's just that An Sheng should have forgotten him.

Nan Yu felt an inexplicable loss in his heart. The matter of looking for An Sheng was his obsession in the past few years. All he thought about was An Sheng. After a long time, he couldn't tell whether this feeling was true or not. what.

When he learned that An Sheng was in this school, he was both happy and looking forward to it, and also had some indescribable tension.

During these countless days and nights, he imagined countless scenes in his mind when he and An Sheng met again. The worst thing was that An Sheng didn't recognize him. Even after hearing his name, there was no reaction, and even some inexplicable hostility towards him.

"Who asked you to sit here?" An Sheng went to the playground for a class, upset, and when he came back, he saw Nan Yu sitting next to his seat, and his mood became even more unhappy: "While get out of class is over now, Take your things and go."

Nan Yu stared at him for a while, then looked away, and said in a low voice, "The class teacher asked me to sit here."

The head teacher who was collecting water in the office sneezed.

"Isn't there an empty seat over there?!"

Young Master An has always adhered to the principle of a gentleman not to speak, so he raised his hand and was ready to get Nan Yu's book, ready to help him change positions.

As a result, as soon as his hand touched the book, it was held down by another hand.

An Sheng: "???"

The boy's hands are very white, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and slightly protruding wrist bones. They look very slender, but they are very strong. An Sheng struggled, but did not break free.

Young Master An stared at himself with wide eyes, then at Nan Yu, a little suspicious of life, and gritted his teeth: "Let go!"

Nan Yu held An Sheng's hand, raised her eyelids, and said seriously, "You want to throw my book away."

An Sheng: "???"

"When did I want to throw away your book?" An Sheng couldn't believe what lies he had heard, and raised his other hand to break Nan Yu's.

Nan Yu tilted her head slightly, watching the boy break his hand with great effort, her eyes were soft and pampering, then the moment An Sheng raised her eyes, she lowered her eyelashes, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and spoke briskly: "Don't you want to?"

An Sheng really wanted to, but now that he failed to throw the book and was crushed by someone's hand, he snorted coldly and said, "I didn't."

"I don't sit there."

After Nan Yu finished speaking, he eased the strength of his hands. An Sheng found that Nan Yu was not using so much force, so he raised his eyebrows, felt complacent, and quickly clasped his wrist and pressed his hand on the table. He grabbed his textbook in one hand and threw it away.

Then, the textbook was thrown on the director of politics and education who suddenly appeared.

An Sheng: "..."

Nan Yu: "..."

"An Sheng! Come out!" The director of politics and education picked up the textbook without looking at it, and pointed to An Sheng: "Did you throw the book for you?! Ah?!"

An Sheng explained palely: "Director, this is not my book."

The director of politics and education looked at it, and it really wasn't An Sheng's, so he cleared his throat and started yelling again: "If it's not yours, you can just throw it away?! I saw it when I came here, throwing books in the classroom, hitting other people What about classmates? Also, who is Nan Yu?!"

"He!" An Sheng was still clasping Nan Yu's wrist at this moment, but he didn't think too much, and immediately held his wrist and raised it up: "Director, it's just him, he is Nan Yu."

Just as the director of politics and education was about to lecture, he narrowed his eyes and saw the clasped hands of the two of them.

Others in the class followed his gaze and noticed, and there were bursts of discussions all around.

An Sheng's ears were sharp, and he heard a few words, but couldn't hear clearly, and faintly heard the word "gay", his face darkened, and the curse words came to his lips, and just about to speak, the director of politics and education spoke first.

"Two big boys, what do you look like in the classroom?! You two, get down for me, stand on the flag stand, hold hands, hold the flagpole, don't let go!"

An Sheng: "???"

"Director, I don't think this is good."

An Sheng was about to send Nan Yu's hand away immediately, but just after he struggled for a while, Nan Yu grabbed him instead.

Nan Yu lowered her head and said sincerely: "Okay, let's go down now."

An Sheng: "???"

An Sheng asked questions, this new classmate might not be a deep well, right?Standing hand in hand holding the flagpole for a class, are you still not allowed to let go?I'm afraid the director of politics and education is also sick?

"Wait, Director, I think..." An Sheng still wanted to struggle.

The director of politics and education frowned and said, "What? Do you think the class time is too short? Want to stand all morning?"

An Sheng: "That's not true, I'm just..."

"If you don't, go down and stand! Stand until the next class!"

Standing until this class ends and standing until the next class is two concepts. There is a 10-minute end time in between, which means that once this class is over, the whole school will know that he, An Sheng, and a boy Standing on the flag platform hand in hand for a class?

004 You are embarrassing like holding a girlfriend, so embarrassing!

An Sheng wanted to die on the spot.

Nan Yu didn't respond at all, and walked out while leading An Sheng, not feeling embarrassed at all, and occasionally turning around to remind him: "Go quickly."

An Sheng tried to shake off Nan Yu's hand and escape when he was going downstairs, but every time he failed, Nan Yu held onto his hand tightly and did not let go.

An Sheng clicked his tongue, "Hey, I said I'm new here, so it's not like you are holding your girlfriend, can we relax a little bit, I can do it by myself

The author has something to say

- Time transfer Dafa!

I'm in the third grade of junior high school, and I'm going to high school soon!Then we met again! ! - Love Mud Meng (//V//)