Five years simulation three years first

Feng Zhou lowered his eyes and stood in front of Tan Yuanzhao, explaining exactly what he had done just now. He was obedient and obedient, and he was completely different from the way he threatened others before.

Tan Yuanzhao still had a large pile of unfinished homework on his left, listening to Feng Zhou's straightforward explanation gave him a headache no matter what.

The physics teacher came to visit the chemistry group, holding a large enamel cup with "realization of the four modernizations" in his hand, and asked Feng Zhou with a smile, "Did you write the inscription the teacher left for you last time?"

"I wrote it," Feng Zhou said, "I didn't quite understand the last question, but I'm still thinking about it."

The physics teacher was also absent, and directly took a piece of paper from Tan Yuanzhao's desk: "Do you feel a little bit about my drawing this picture? Charged particles have no mass by default, so the force should be like this..."

Tan Yuanzhao sighed: "Old Chen, now is not the time to answer questions, can you let me solve his problem first before you study charged particles?"

Old Chen stared at him resolutely: "Study is the first, and the rest stand aside."

"But he locked his classmates in the multimedia classroom."

"What's wrong with being locked in the classroom? Nothing happened, and besides, didn't Xiao Feng release them later?" Lao Chen crossed his hips and Tan Yuanzhao blew his beard and stared, "The classrooms are all first come first served, Xiao Feng Can you still stand up and be bullied by others?"

He poked Tan Yuanzhao again with a pen: "If you think it's Xiao Feng's fault, then let Xiao Feng transfer to my class."

Feng Zhou looked at him innocently, saying that the physics teacher wanted to get involved in this matter, and it had nothing to do with him.

Lao Chen has been teaching for decades and has brought out many good classes.Although he looks like a hot-tempered old man, his attitude towards education is indeed very rigorous. He also treats students who are not enlightened seriously and responsibly, and does not discriminate at all, especially for the students in his own class.

Seeing that Tan Yuanzhao didn't speak, he seemed to be really anxious: "Xiao Feng is a student in your class, you didn't protect him, instead you went to protect the students from other classes?"

Tan Yuan said in his heart that he hadn't spoken yet, so why was he labeled as "not protecting his weaknesses", and sighed: "You go back first, we will talk about this later."

Old Chen quickly said to him: "I just drew the picture for that question, you go back and think about it yourself, the teacher believes that you can figure it out, don't be disturbed by others."

Then he glared at Tan Yuanzhao.

Feng Zhou responded, turned and walked out of the office.

Tan Yuanzhao put the pen behind his ear, fiddled with the phone with a sad face.

He didn't want to say anything to Feng Zhou because of this matter, but he wanted to chat with him for a long time.

He was the one who taught Feng Zhou the chemistry enlightenment when he was in elementary school.Tan Yuanzhao has known Feng Wuwu for six years. He has grown from a kid to such a big boy now.

However, since the class was divided last year, Feng Zhou seems to have done a lot of outrageous things, whether he reported Luo Qiudie with the whole class before, or just locked the classmate next door in the multimedia classroom. On the "road" deviated farther and farther away from the track.

Tan Yuanzhao vaguely felt that something in Feng Zhou's heart seemed to be stepping on the tail of puberty, waking up belatedly, which made him faintly worried. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to let that thing continue to wake up.

It's time to talk to a few classmates from class two.

***

Feng Zhou wandered aimlessly outside for a while, not knowing what he was hiding.Reason told him that he should go back to the classroom to study, but his brain led his legs to walk around every corner of the school, avoiding the corridor in front of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School.

It was just after 08:30 when he dawdled back to the classroom.

The last self-study class was over, and the students left in twos and threes, either going to the dormitory or going home.The student on duty seemed to have just finished wiping the blackboard in a hurry, and the water-stained rag was forgotten on the chalk slot, and the water dripped on the podium.

Feng Zhou saw that there was still a person in the last row by the window, his throat tightened, and his movements became hesitant.

Yu Shaochun seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, and raised his head slightly.

"You're back?"

Feng Zhou nodded, not knowing what to say, he just walked slowly back to his seat to pack his schoolbag.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

"Then why did you come back so late?"

Feng Zhou paused for a moment while packing his things, and repeated: "It's okay."

Yu Shaochun stretched out his hand to hold him: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I didn't know Han Shun would say that," he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"He said it, not you," Feng Zhou withdrew his hand, "What are you sorry for?"

Looking at his profile, Yu Shaochun felt that Feng Zhou was not in a good mood.

"Are you unhappy? Because of what he said?"

"No, I don't care if he farts," Feng Zhou said, "Go home first."

As soon as he walked to the door with his schoolbag on his back, he was pulled from behind again.

Feng Zhou frowned: "Let go."

"Why are you angry?" Yu Shaochun asked, "Is it because of me?"

"...No, I'm not angry."

He just felt a little embarrassed and guilty, and didn't know how to face all this.

It seems that the so-called "calm and calm" person who pretended to be in front of everyone before collapsed in the afternoon, revealing another person with a little dark heart.

When Feng Zhou thought about it, he felt that he was terribly cruel at that time.

What about Yu Shaochun?Do you feel that there is a problem in your heart?

Yu Shaochun himself didn't know what was going on in his mind, and suddenly realized: "Is it because Han Shun said that you are Ning Zhiyuan's substitute, so you are not happy?"

...What is this and what? !

Before Feng Zhou had time to speak, he heard Yu Shaochun profess his loyalty again: "I have never liked Ning Zhiyuan, I have only liked you since I was a child, don't listen to Han Shun sowing discord!"

"Not at all, don't think about it." Feng Zhou finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke away from his hand.

He looked at Yu Shaochun, and finally asked the question that he had been struggling with for a long time: "Am I scary this afternoon?"

"Scary?" Yu Shaochun froze for a moment, "No."

"I... don't know what happened at that time," Feng Zhou said in a low voice, "There was a moment when I really thought about locking them up on the fifth floor until they shut up."

"Then are you angry this afternoon?"

There seemed to be some joy in Yu Shaochun's voice: "Are you angry because Han Shun said me?"

Are you standing up for me?

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if someone who had trekked in the desert for a long time finally saw the oasis that Xiao had hoped for, but he had really wanted for a long time.

The gods and Buddhas who were neither sad nor happy will eventually be pulled into the mortal world by him, and will they lose their temper because of themselves?

"What are you so happy about?" Feng Zhou asked, "If you're fine, I'll leave..."

He was suddenly pressed against the wall on one side, the back of his head hit the light switch, and he turned off the light with a "snap".

"I'm glad you care about me."

Although it is not often mentioned, it is still very precious to "care".

Feng Zhou wanted to push him away from him: "Who cares about you anymore? It's just that they are upset, so don't add drama to yourself."

Yu Shaochun didn't speak, and directly kissed those duplicity lips.

Feng Zhou really didn't expect him to dare to do such a thing in the classroom, he panicked and wanted to push him away.But Yu Shaochun was uncharacteristically, as if the gentle pretense of only touching his lips before was torn apart, he directly pried open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and entered a deeper place.

For the first time, he knew that kissing is more than just kissing lips.

Yu Shaochun's hand hooking the back of his head was very strong, locking Feng Zhou in the gap between his arms and the wall with unprecedented force.

He hooked the tip of his tongue against the tip of his innocent little boyfriend's tongue maliciously, with a hint of teasing and molesting, and as expected, he heard an uncontrollable soft hum.

Feng Zhou felt like he was going to explode.

He couldn't control Yu Shaochun's chaotic lips and tongue, and he couldn't control his increasingly hot and rapid breathing, as if a fire was "booming" in his chest, driving his whole body to boil together.

The trembling and numbness brought by his lover made him irresistible, let alone refuse. It was a joy that he had never experienced in the previous 18 years.

Scary and addictive.

Just when Feng Zhou seemed to have figured out the tricks of this matter and was about to fight back, Yu Shaochun suddenly parted his lips from him, and slowly kissed his eyes lightly, like a pilgrimage, with a few kisses along the way. It slid to the tip of his nose tenderly, and licked it lightly with a bit of mischief.

Feng Zhou trembled like an electric shock, and said angrily, "You're too short!"

Yu Shaochun chuckled in his ear with a hoarse voice: "Where am I going to make progress?"

"You're not the only one who knows it," Feng Zhou said, "I also learned it just now."

"What did you learn?"

Yu Shaochun thought it was just the habitual hard mouth of the elementary school bully after being bullied, but he didn't expect his soft lips to bump into him.

It's better to call it a kiss than a kiss.

Feng Zhou gnawed and didn't know it, imitating his previous behavior, trying to pry open the teeth of villain Yu, trying to win back all the lost face.

This is also a game?

Yu Shaochun didn't know whether to laugh or cry about his desire to win, as if he had been scratched by a feline.

The cat's paws were retracted into the meat pads, and it was bluffing with its teeth and claws, but they were still soft.

Take the measure not to hurt him, but teach him a lesson childishly.

He obediently asked Feng Zhou to poke the tip of his tongue in, and then turned back to take the initiative again, kissing deeply back the little boyfriend who thought he had succeeded in stealing a lesson.

Feng Zhou didn't expect his offensive to be disintegrated so easily by the opponent. Unpleasant groans overflowed from his lips and teeth, and they were all blocked back. He kissed him until his brain was hypoxic and he fell on Yu Shaochun faintly. was let go.

"Have I won?"

Feng Zhou glared at him, blushing, "You're childish."

Yu Shaochun made a gesture to kiss him again, Feng Zhou quickly dodged to the side and looked at him warily: "Why are you so proficient in this kind of thing?"

"This," Yu Shaochun said, "it's probably a natural skill, so obviously your boyfriend is not very talented in this area."

"...You are less proud."

Yu Shaochun deliberately asked him again: "What am I proud of?"

"Sooner or later," Feng Zhou stood in front of him, gnashing his teeth and announced, "I will win it back sooner or later, just wait for me!"

The author has something to say: two knowledge points per day

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