immature

In the new semester, except for a little more new classes, there seems to be no big difference for the younger students——

Jiang Shui's style of analyzing exam papers is the same as analyzing departmental data reports.

Gao Chengliu's theory is no different.

Two months into the school year, the person sitting in the 1-1 position in the first examination room...is no different.

The monthly exam in April is over, and the results are out. There is no suspense that the first grade is Zhong Qin, who is still in class [-].

Before evening self-study, Xi Yan went back to class, hurriedly took his exam papers, and ran to class [-].

Li Wenrui tilted the bench and looked at the handsome back of the tablemate, and said with emotion: "Xi Ba Ba, I hope you will get out of the scumbag and come back to become a school tyrant!"

As soon as Xi Yan shoved one leg into the back door of Class [-], he was overwhelmed by the vigorous battle in front of him: "Oh, why are you so happy?"

——A group of boys from Class [-] sat one on top of the other on a chair, writhing happily, and even made indescribable sounds one after another.

Unfortunately, Yang Ziyang was the bottom one. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, overwhelmed: "Xi...baba, uh! Help...me!"

Xi Yan held back his laughter, feeling that this scene was a bit irritating to the eyes.

I don’t know why male students in this age group always like to hug and play with male students, such as Jenga or something, and they like to sit on other people’s laps when they have nothing to do, one by one, and finally make a bunch of them , just sitting is not enough, they have to shake.

The male students in Class [-], who are the most outside, have heard of Xi Yan's name for a long time after a semester, and opened their arms to Xi Yan, the chief diplomat of the "Nine-Year-Two" without any hesitation: "Come, come, Xi Baba!" ,Brothers hug!"

Xi Yan burst out laughing, rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk towards him: "Come, come, hug...Huh?"

Zhong Qin lifted the bench and leaned back, stretched out his arm, grabbed Xi Yan's wrist with his backhand, and dragged him to him: "Why are you joining in the fun?"

Xi Yan asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Qin's posture was relaxed, leaning against the back of the chair, with a pair of slender legs stretched apart.He raised his eyelids to look at Xi Yan, raised his chin towards his thigh and motioned, "Sit here."

Zhong Qin was wearing a blue and white school uniform, his coat was zipped halfway, revealing half of the T-shirt pattern inside.

The back door was wide open, and the sun that had not yet set in the mountains sprinkled the afterglow into the classroom, covering Zhong Qin's body with a thin layer of fluffy warm light.

... also gave him the appearance of an innocent high school student.

Xi Yan was speechless for a while, then was shocked: "...Damn, you are fucking molesting me."

Zhong Qin slightly curled his mouth and raised his eyebrows, but did not refute, and even acquiesced.

Xi Yan's vigor of rolling up his sleeves and about to sit on someone's body just now dissipated, and the tips of his ears turned red.

After a while, Xi Yan clenching his fists, not to be outdone, took two steps towards Zhong Qin.

Zhong Qin took some time off, and kindly turned his body sideways to make it easier for Xi Yan to get down.

Xi Yan secretly gritted his back molars, stared round his big eyes, and walked up to Zhong Qin imposingly, and slapped the paper in his hand on Zhong Qin's desk—then, as if he was heroic, he kicked his butt Sitting on Zhong Qin's left thigh.

Due to the tension affecting performance, I didn't sit firmly, and the person was even crooked.

Zhong Qin put his arms around Xi Yan's waist, and took the man to himself without a trace.

Xi Yan, who was very ticklish and impure, couldn't move on the spot.

Zhong Qin leaned his right elbow on the edge of the table, resting his chin on his palm, and looked like a scumbag with ease: "Which question?"

Xi Yan: "..."

Xi Yan was still in a daze, Zhong Qin didn't laugh at him, just waited patiently for his answer, the hand around Xi Yan's waist seemed to be bored, and his fingertips touched here and there on Xi Yan's school uniform in small increments, Finally, he simply put it in the side pocket.

Xi Yan: "..."

It's pretty strong when you sit down.

But he didn't think about the follow-up development at all.

Sitting on Zhong Qin's body, he still had a warm and seductive hand in his pocket. Since he was sitting, Zhong Qin's hand was almost placed on his thigh.

Lecture topic... This is a fart!

Xi Yan had no choice but to stiffen his back, sit upright, and tried not to lean on Zhong Qin: "Others are red sleeves to add fragrance, you hold the red sleeves in your arms! Isn't it too cheap for you!"

Zhong Qin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away and couldn't hold back his smile: "Do you know what you mean by that?"

Before Hongxiu had time to discover the fact that he had betrayed himself, Gao Chengliu entered the classroom.As soon as Gao Chengliu stepped into the back door, he saw the lively male students huddled together in two groups, and one of the small groups was mixed with a classmate.

"...What are you doing! Get up!" Gao Chengliu smacked Xi Yan's arm with a math book with a speechless face, "And you kid, study hard! There are two chances for class placement in high school. If you are assigned to our class, you can hug him every day, ah!"

Xi Yan rubbed his arms aggrieved: "... I think, isn't the elementary school scumbag working hard?"

Zhong Qin propped his chin and looked at him: "Work hard to get into our class, or try hard to hug me every day?"

"You...why are you doing this now!" Xi Yan pointed at Zhong Qin's nose, "I warn you not to go too far in molesting people!"

The new semester has a new class schedule, every Wednesday morning in the fifth period, Class [-] and Class [-] are PE classes, Xi Yan finally has a class with Zhong Qin!

It's May, and many students have already changed into summer school uniforms under their coats, and many young students who are jumping on the playground are wearing short sleeves.

Xi Yan was one of the little classmates who went downstairs wearing short sleeves.

During free activities in physical education class, Xi Yan stopped the tall and tall Yang Ziyang who was trying to take Zhong Qin back to the classroom to do homework with his own strength, and successfully intercepted the hostage Zhong Qin.

Xi Yan pushed Zhong Qin's back: "Go, go, play ball!"

Zhong Qin raised his eyes to see the bright sun in Mayday, sighed, and took off his school uniform jacket resignedly.

During free time, male students love ball games, and female students like to walk around the playground...by the way, watch male students play ball games.

Li Wenrui may have stayed with Xi Yan for a long time, and occasionally behaves like a wild dog. Together with a few strong men from the ninth class, he handed the school uniform coat that he took off to Lu Yaoyao, Chen Xing and Yan Yue: "Brother Yao, help Take off your clothes! Thanks!"

The three of Lu Yaoyao and the others took the clothes with disgust on their faces: "Go and play, Ruigou."

Just when Zhong Qin was standing by the runway, he just took off his coat. The three of them, Lu Yaoyao, each held two pieces of clothes in their hands. , clothes, take them for you."

Because of Xi Yan, Zhong Qin was acquainted with these three girls who would go to the base to do volunteer activities together when he had time.

Zhong Qin looked at the coats they were holding, then nodded, and without evasion, handed over his school uniform: "Thank you."

Lu Yaoyao took the clothes and waved her hands, and continued to walk around with the little sister.

Xi Yan stared at the coat that was taken away that he helped to carry in the past, curled his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Li Wenrui shouted while dribbling on the basketball court: "Xi Ba Ba! Brother Zhong! Here it is! Hurry up!"

Zhong Qin pressed the back of Xi Yan's neck and led him to the court: "What are you doing, aren't you playing ball? Let's go."

The boys played for half the time, and for the past 10 minutes, Xi Yan played a bit fiercely, ruthlessly, and didn't talk much.

But he was cruel to Zhong Qin alone.

When Zhong Qin gets the ball, he will grab it.

He must intercept Zhong Qin's pass.

He will stop Zhong Qin when he throws the ball.

Zhong Qin was also not angry, and upheld the spirit of fairness and fairness in sports competition - he didn't give up too obviously, and only allowed Xi Xiaogou to get one of three goals on average. Anyway, it seemed that Xi Yan stole the limelight in a hurry.

In the end, Zhong Qin scored a beautiful three-pointer at the buzzer and ended the game cleanly.

The thankless Xi Yan supported his knees and panted heavily: "...I'm exhausted."

Li Wenrui picked up his clothes and wiped his sweat, leaned over and said, "Hey, I'll go...Xi Baba, are you having a bloody fight today? Brother Gou is no match for you!"

Xi Yan took a deep breath and calmed down his slightly shortness of breath: "...That's right."

Zhong Qin's face was neither red nor heartbeat, and he even nodded in cooperation.

"Xi Baba is the MVP today, how about..." Liu Zhao and the others gathered around, smirking and winking at each other, "Why don't you celebrate hahahahaha!"

"Fuck?!" Xi Yan exclaimed, feeling a little ominous.

As soon as Liu Zhao finished speaking, Li Wenrui, Wu Yuan and the others successfully received the signal immediately. They had a tacit understanding and worked together to lift Xi Yan upside down!

In addition to Jenga, male students in this age group also have a particularly keen hobby-that is, a group of people lift up a male student, spread his legs apart, and press him against any pole-shaped object. Or rub on the bar.

People give foreign names: Aruba.

Commonly known as: grinding column.

Because Xi Yan's performance just now was too outstanding and outstanding, he was very honored to be carried away by his teammates and opponents on the spot, and sent all the way to the basketball hoop.

In order to avoid being accidentally injured by the noisy crowd and Xi Yan's thumping legs, Zhong Qin silently stood aside.

"Fuck... Zhong Qin! Where are you going! Fuck, slow down, slow down, ouch..." Xi Yan was rubbed against the pillars of the basketball hoop by his former friend mercilessly. Legs, subconsciously called out, "Zhong Qin! Ah Qin! SOS! Help ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Zhou Zijie had an idea: "How can our brother Zhong be alone!"

The little classmates around once again had a tacit understanding, and immediately carried Xi Yan towards Zhong Qin and rushed over - Xi Yan used to be the one who carried others, and he immediately understood what this group of people wanted to do.

Xi Yan was like a frightened bird, struggling: "What are you doing! Where are you going! You can just rub me! You guys dare to play with me?!"

The little students don't care if it's Brother Gou or Tianxian, a group of people laughed, raised Xi Yan with his legs crossed, and pressed it on Zhong Qin, and two people came to watch the fun, sealing Zhong Qin's retreat , Surrounding the two of them.

"...?" Before Zhong Qin realized what happened, he was suddenly surrounded by a flood of schoolmates. He couldn't stand still, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed a thin thigh.

He lowered his head again, and in front of him was Xi Yan who crossed his legs towards him.

Xi Yan used all his strength to fold back his arms, just enough to cover his face. Accompanied by the indescribable, cadenced "ahah" sounds around him, both ears were completely red, and his state can basically be described in four words: shame and anger.

Zhong Qin, who was regarded as a pillar for no reason, couldn't hold back, seeing Xi Yan's miserable state, he laughed without conscience.

Zhong Qin's low laughter was hidden in the exaggerated laughter of the male classmate, but it sensitively penetrated into Xi Yan's ears.

"Damn!" Xi Yan opened his fingers and glared at Zhong Qin with red eyes, "Forget it if you don't save me! You're still laughing at me!"

Zhong Qin pretended to cough, tried to hold back his laughter, and said to the students around him, "Is it over?"

Enough fun, Brother Zhong spoke again, and everyone planned to let them go.

Xi Yan covered his eyes, he didn't have any sense of face, he was ready to be flattened and thrown on the ground, but as soon as Li Wenrui and the others let go, a hand hugged his lower back and gave him his upper body in one fell swoop. Stand up.

The games played by the male students were too intense, and the hem of Xi Yan's short-sleeved school uniform was wrinkled in a mess, inevitably revealing a white waist.

——The hand came up, the familiar temperature pressed against Xi Yan's bare skin, and climbed up his spine bit by bit, making Xi Yan shiver uncontrollably.

Xi Yan wedged his eyes open, and what he saw was Zhong Qin's neck and shoulders.

Xi Yan, who was a bit scared even when he was taller than Zhong Qin, subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug Zhong Qin's neck, and the two thin legs placed on Zhong Qin's waist were not under his own control, and they were gently pinched.

Zhong Qin firmly supported Xi Yan's legs, hugged him in front of him, and turned him upside down: "Go back."

The boy's body was warm after exercising, and even the breath lingering in his ears was steaming.

Xi Yan and Xi Yan looked completely different when they were lifted up by a group of people just now, but being hugged by Zhong Qintuo, they were as cute as a human-shaped pendant.

The sound of the heartbeat was deafening.

Zhong Qin scratching the ends of his hair on the side of his face also made him distracted.

Xi Yan bit his lip lightly, hesitantly tightened the arm around Zhong Qin's neck, like a puppy being lifted up suddenly.

——Zhong Qin rarely hugs his corgi cubs, Xi Yan couldn't help thinking... is he now enjoying a better treatment than a dog?

Zhong Qin felt his small movements, although he didn't hesitate in his footsteps, his tone was very light: "Afraid?"

Xi Yan said stiffly: "... who is afraid."

Zhong Qin's slightly lower voice rang in Xi Yan's ear: "Puppy is afraid."

Xi Yan curled his lips, without any hesitation, he simply rubbed up on his own initiative, and hugged him even tighter.

Li Wenrui looked at Zhong Qin and Xi Yan's backs and pondered for a moment, then said to Zhou Zijie and the others beside him: "Well... the god of learning, brother, took our Xi Baba out of the school scum circle, I suggest that you five heroes remove Xi Baba ...and then let me join? Everyone is a scumbag in elementary school, why don't I deserve to have a name?"

Of course, Zhong Qin couldn't carry Xi Yan all the way to the cafeteria.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students from upstairs swarmed down to grab food, like gas molecules moving irregularly, which really prevented others from flirting.

Xi Yan kicked his legs to ask Zhong Qin to put him down, feeling a little bit reluctant.

After eating and returning to the classroom for self-study, Xi Yan saw that in addition to his school uniform jacket on the back of the chair, there was another one on the table.

Lu Yaoyao turned around and said to Xi Yan with a vicious look on his face: "After class just now, Tian Xianguang remembered to take you away. I forgot to take your clothes, so I put them on the table for you."

Xi Yan, who was taken away by Tianxian, coughed twice uncomfortably.

When the bell rang at noon, students in the corridor entered the classroom one after another to prepare for self-study in the afternoon, and the whole Lizhi building gradually became quiet.

Lu Yaoyao was writing the paper, and after notifying Xi Yan, he turned back, and Li Wenrui also sat down, and began to count on today's homework.

Xi Yan pulled back the bench and stared at Zhong Qin's school uniform jacket for a while, then he shook off the school uniform and put it on himself.

In May, the bright sunlight in the afternoon shines into the classroom from the glass windows on the side of the corridor, and the occasional flying birds with their wings fly by will cast flashes of jumping shadows on the wooden table.

The golden color mischievously got into the back door and sprinkled obliquely on the blue and white school uniform worn by the boy, as if it could warm the smell of clean washing powder.

Xi Yan lifted the bench comfortably and leaned back, looking across from the back door.

He squinted his eyes and looked through a piece of light, as if he saw the shadow of another boy.