Good brother, your design is broken

Ling Lang: "Go back to the classroom."

The tall shadow did not move.

Ling Lang turned his head and looked at Chi Yang standing behind him in the sunlight.

"Don't you want the protagonist to say a few words? Agree, or disagree, everyone is looking forward to your reply."

"Don't go." Ling Lang seemed to have been stabbed by something, and quickly turned his head away, "I don't need to look forward to it."

From Ling Lang's dull voice, Chi Yang tasted a hint of self-abandonment from a tricky angle.

"I don't want to be expected by others." Chi Yang stepped forward, stood three inches behind Ling Lang, lowered his head and said lightly, "That's why you refused Luo Yiheng to hug your thigh, and then secretly helped his mother?"

Due to the height difference, Chi Yang's voice seemed to fall from the sky, and entered Ling Lang's ears forcefully. It was not heavy, but it was too clear and persistent.

Ling Lang subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that when he was defenseless, he was already caught between Chi Yang and the corner of the wall, with no way out.

"how do you know?"

Ling Lang clenched his hands in his pockets, trying to keep his voice calm.

Chi Yang: "I guess, you are afraid that if you agree to others, the final result will be unsatisfactory."

Ling Lang: "I mean the second half of your sentence."

Chi Yang: "The owner of the fruit shop next door to the milk tea told me that there are often unscrupulous teenagers who use Luo Yiheng to threaten his mother and drink Bawang milk tea. After you rescued Luo Yiheng once, you secretly helped to settle it several times, but you didn't let him and his mother. Know."

Seeing Ling Lang's gradually tense back, Chi Yang sighed in his heart, and couldn't bear to continue to expose it.

He found that the little wolf cub really loves to take responsibility on himself, especially because he is afraid of making mistakes, and the burden is very heavy for him.I'm afraid it's because of this that I dare not make promises to anything easily.

But the little wolf cub has completely forgotten that he is just an ordinary high school student.

Chi Yang paused, and changed the subject: "I asked Wang Mi just now, and he said that our class has never won a place in a sports meeting."

"Don't look at them making a fuss over there. In fact, they just hope to catch the young man and fill up the registration form. As for what they said just now, they forget it after saying it."

"It's already giving you face if you can run around casually, and they don't expect you to win the prize, so don't put yourself under psychological pressure."

Chi Yang spoke a stand-up comic to the messy back of his head, softly speaking, persuasively persuasive, but it didn't work at all.

Although he has this kind of patience, but the children have been ignoring others, which still makes him feel a little unfulfilled.

Chi Yang stared at the hair spinning on top of Ling Lang's head, and said quietly, "How long do you have to face the wall and think?"

Ling Lang didn't make a sound.

Chi Yang raised the corners of his lips: "Looking at the wall is so boring, why don't you turn around and face Brother Yang thinking about it."

Three seconds later, Ling Lang, who was in a frozen state, turned around abruptly, confronted Chi Yang's deep eyes behind the glasses, and said a little aggressively: "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes that seem to know everything, do you want to?" But, you really don't know anything."

Because I dare not let you know...

The two were so close that they even breathed together.

Chi Yang: "I thought about it."

Ling Lang: "...?"

Chi Yang smiled and said, "But as your brother Yang, you can't lose too much in terms of momentum."

Ling Lang: "..."

Of course Chi Yang knows that the inner world of the little wolf cub is still a mystery, but unfortunately, he has the blood of his parents who are explorers, and he loves to solve puzzles most of his life.

When Lao Liu stepped on the class bell and came over, he saw two people facing each other in the corner, their movements were very intimate, and when he took a closer look, he found that it was Ling Lang and Chi Yang.

He said loudly: "What are you two doing here? Didn't you hear the class bell? The puppy lovers in the next class are not as devoted as you."

Ling Lang raised his eyelids, glanced over Chi Yang's shoulder at Old Liu, and said nothing.

Lao Liu felt that Ling Lang was scorning him again, and he was quite upset, so he waved his hand at Chi Yang and said, "Hurry up and take your deskmate away!"

"Good teacher Liu."

Chi Yang smiled, put his shoulders on his deskmate as he spoke, and hugged him into the classroom under Lao Liu's gaze.

On Sunday afternoon, Ling Lang had just finished painting a picture in the dormitory when Liu Feiran called him to the playground.

From a distance, he saw a tall figure walking in circles on the brick-red runway. Although his posture was lacking and his condition was not good, he still attracted the attention of many girls.

When he ran up to Ling Lang, Chi Yang suddenly staggered a few steps forward, and grabbed Ling Lang's shoulder face to face, looking as if he was about to faint.

Xu Tu and the others who were forced to recite vocabulary by the side of the sports field were all taken aback, they rushed up to help, but were killed by Chi Yang's look.

Brother Yang's acting skills are so good, they almost took it seriously.

Ling Lang didn't notice anything strange about the four younger brothers at all, he was stunned for a moment by Chi Yang's fiery breath, he wrapped his arms tightly around Chi Yang's waist, and stepped back a few steps before he could catch them.

When he came back to his senses, there were heavy gasps in his ears.

As if the body heat conduction, Ling Lang's back inexplicably seeped a little thin sweat, he changed into a supporting position and said: "If you can't run, don't be brave, and no one will pinch your watch."

"I'm practicing speed. If you don't report 3000 meters, Qinye will ask me. I have to go on top."

Chi Yang clutched his stomach while talking, he seemed to be out of breath.

Ling Lang hurriedly helped him to the public chair beside the playground.

As soon as Chi Yang sat down, the four extra performers immediately went online——

Extra performer No. 1: "Brother Yang, you look so ugly!"

Extra performer No. 2: "The lips are also a little pale, it's okay..."

Extra performer No. 3: "How about I go buy some water?"

Group performer No. 4: "I have what I have. Brother Yang is working so hard. I came over to practice as soon as I finished lunch."

Xu Tu and the others had exaggerated acting skills, but Ling Lang became more speechless the more he listened, and finally frowned: "You ran right after eating?"

Chi Yang: "Isn't this to save time, I have to go back to the dormitory to do the quizzes after the run."

Ling Lang didn't know what to say, he knew that Chi Yang was a responsible person, and he wouldn't give up the so-called collective honor easily, and he also knew that Chi Yang had enough IQ and patience to complete everything perfectly, But in terms of running, Chi Yang's talent is really bad beyond 01:30.

Ling Lang thought for a moment, and tried his best to be tactful: "Brother Yang, I don't think this kind of physical work is suitable for you."

Xu Tu answered immediately: "That's right! This kind of thing has to be done by our domineering and mighty Brother Wolf!"

Ling Lang: "..."

Chi Yang sighed: "It's okay, as long as you are happy, I can stand it."

The new week has just begun, and the students in the class are already commotioning ahead of next week's sports meeting.

What slogan to shout, what snacks to bring, what clothes to wear... I came up with [-] plans in all aspects, and gradually showed a trend of unintentional learning.

The 10-minute break between classes was too short for imagination, so when Lao Liu stood on the podium, Lin Meng, who was talking to the back table, was still talking.

Old Liu snorted coldly: "Some people are more ambitious than anyone else, and if you look at their Chinese scores, they are at the bottom of the class, and they are talking about you, Lin Meng!"

"To!"

Hearing his name, Lin Meng stood up reflexively, but before the head turned back to the back table had time to turn back, his neck made a "click" sound.

He groaned, tears were about to fly out.

The whole class burst into laughter.

Old Liu waved Lin Meng's test paper in distaste: "All the multiple-choice questions are wrong, but it's really yours. Take it away."

With a sad face, Lin Meng rubbed his cramped neck to get the test paper.

"Xue Jie's highest score is 140 points. She is indeed a class representative, very good."

"Yu Zhirui, 125 points."

"Chi Yang, 106 points, keep working hard."

"Ling Lang—"

After Lao Liu called Ling Lang's name, he didn't continue to speak. Instead, he deliberately waited for someone to walk in front of him from the last row, and then said unhurriedly: "This time I made a small progress, but don't be proud! Because you Still sucks, no real emotion at all, what AI writes is more emotional than yours."

Ling Lang didn't speak, but looked at Lao Liu indifferently.

The two stared at each other for ten seconds on the podium. In the end, Lao Liu was defeated and put the 110-point test paper in Ling Lang's hands.

After finishing his homework in the evening, Ling Lang left Chi Yang's dormitory and went to the sports field alone.

On the way, I ran into Pi Tao who was walking around in the dark.

As soon as Pi Tao saw Ling Lang, she started to wag her tail and rub her hands like a sticky man.

At ten o'clock, the stadium was empty, and only two of the nine headlights were turned off. The dark red runway was rolling with thick black, which seemed a bit cautious at first glance.

But this quiet and secret night made Ling Lang feel rare relaxation and comfort.

Not far away, the camellias were in full bloom, and one person and one dog walked to the beginning of the runway riding on the scent of flowers.

Pi Tao rushed out like an arrow off the string, and ran for about ten meters before realizing that Ling Lang hadn't followed. Looking back, Ling Lang was doing stretching exercises at the starting point, so he had to obediently come back and wait.

The first 3000 meters ran down easily, Ling Lang glanced at the timer, eleven minutes and ten seconds.

Ling Lang jogged for another two kilometers.

When walking out of the stadium, he accidentally saw Chi Yang under the streetlight at the door.

He stood beside the camellia, his gray-green eyes were hidden in the shadow of his eyelashes, especially conspicuous.

In the next second, there was a burst of sound at his feet.

Ling Lang looked down, and Pi Tao had fled into the grass and disappeared.

Ling Lang stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

Chi Yang: "Come to practice running, I hope I can persevere today."

Ling Lang: "Stop practicing, I will participate."

Chi Yang feigned surprise: "Really?"

Ling Lang nodded, put his hands in his pockets, and walked back.

Chi Yang followed behind him, looking at the cool back of the little wolf cub, he smiled meaningfully.

The author says:

Don't look at our Lang Zai Zai is still a withdrawn boy now, but he has been gradually drawn into the group by Brother Yang

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Thank you Xiatu tuuuuuuu for feeding the fish food, okay?