One hundred compound poses

When I was about to recite the dictionary, I realized that my cheeks were a little sour.

Are you laughing again?

After two days of solo study, after school, Ling Yao took out his phone - this was Zuo Yu's request, so that he could receive task updates in time.

The first mission was at the school gate, Ling Yao waited there for a while, and saw a flower-delivery motorcycle parked by the side of the road, his phone rang soon after.

Ling Yao: "..."

He bit the bullet and took Zuo Yuding's bouquet, and under the scrutiny of the people around him, he kept comforting himself: cheerleaders are just eye-catching.And sunflowers can't cause any misunderstanding... right?

After hailing the car and going to the gymnasium, Ling Yao held the bouquet of flowers and looked it up. Except for sunflowers, he didn't know anything else.

The pictures of bouquets in X-degree are all kinds of strange. He has been skating for a long time, and he feels that they are not the same as the bouquet he is holding.

It's time to ask face to face.

After getting off, several buses stopped on the roadside in front of the venue.There was no news from Zuo Yu, so he strolled around.

Someone came out, and he looked at his phone.

Zuo Yu: We are ready to come out!

Ling Yao: I'm here.

Zuo Yu: Good!looking forward to.

Ling Yao: ...

What can you expect from your own planning process?

Zuo Yu walked out with the team in uniform sportswear.After receiving his signal, Ling Yao walked over with the flowers in his arms.

When he felt the surprised sizing up from the team, Ling Yao paused, and handed the flower to Zuo Yu with some timidity. "How about it?"

"You must have won a prize for letting you send flowers." Zuo Yu smiled and embraced him, but he didn't accept the flowers.

Xu Lemiao passed them by with a bag on his back, paused and backed away, "Ling Yao? Are you the new captain?"

Ling Yao nodded.

Xu Lemiao was wearing a peaked cap, looking a bit fierce.

She turned her head to look at Zuo Yu, "It's hidden very deep, all the flowers are sent here."

Zuo Yu smiled and said, "Didn't you want to keep a low profile?"

Ling Yao looked at the bouquet of flowers traveling thousands of miles in his hand and fell silent.

Xu Lemiao: "People are shameless..."

The remaining half of the sentence was swallowed by Zuo Yu's glaring eyes, and he said to Ling Yao after the person walked away: "She is just jealous. She has been in the team for so many years, but she can't get this person who personally sends me flowers." Chance."

Ling Yao: "..."

In the end, the flower that experienced ups and downs allowed him to take it home.

Ling Yao put it on the desk.Grabbing the wrapping paper while doing his homework, he suddenly realized that this is not a trick to send him flowers, right?

He quickly dismissed the idea.Zuo Yu probably wants to spend the flowers just to enjoy the thrill of victory, and the flowers he bought with his own money have no meaning of nostalgia, so let's count them as hard work for him, right?Or a reward for his new captain?

Ling Yao looked at the flowers with firm eyes.

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23. P20

--main character--

Six Chinese subjects have a reserved item in the second year of high school, historical drama.

Like other middle schools, it is the traditional school ethos of No. [-] Middle School to place more emphasis on science than literature.If it weren't for the whim of the young teachers in the teaching group in the past two years, the liberal arts students would not even have a stage.

Because of the surprisingly good response to that event, No. [-] Middle School kept the historical drama.

This is a good opportunity for liberal arts students to write their own scripts, rehearse, and compete in the same arena to shine.

Because they are all student-led, the content is not rigorous, and it is more like a stage play written by a screenwriter.

Therefore, the school was so stingy that they didn't even prepare a certificate for them. No.1 was only read out of the host's mouth once. If you participate, you can get a consolation prize...

Moreover, this historical drama often coincides with the May Fourth youth performances, but this activity prepared solely for liberal arts students is still sought after by students.

In April, the sophomore liberal arts class had a completely different style of painting from other classes. Colorful gauze skirts and wigs were stored in the cabinets behind the classrooms, and there were rehearsal students on the corridor bridge between the teaching buildings.

In the first year of high school, they looked up at the seniors and sisters laughing and rehearsing downstairs.Now, it's time for them to take the stage.

As soon as school starts, everyone is looking forward to it.When the notice came down, the liberal arts class exploded like drums and flowers, knocking on the table and cheering...

The student who had been flattened by the biochemistry teacher for so long suddenly had a feeling of being angry.

He You brought several class committee members for a short meeting. Her idea was to give up the May [-]th program and the whole class to participate in historical dramas.

Everyone pondered for a while, remembering the black history of their class being crushed during the rehearsal of the theatrical performance, and unanimously agreed.

After communicating with Lao He and the history teacher, He You asked Zhang Shuyu, the representative of the history class, to take charge of the specific matters. She sat on the podium and vowed to make clear arrangements for the people in the class.

That year, it was a good time for all kinds of wonderful TV dramas to compete for beauty.Screenwriter Zhang Shuyu and her little friends got inspiration from all kinds of wonderful palace love dramas from Han Dynasty to Ming and Qing Dynasties on TV, and wrote an exclusive script belonging to the first class.After getting the outline, He You hurriedly called all the students to start preparations.

"This is the last time for us to participate in the event. I want everyone to participate. I have discussed with Mr. He, and the whole class of our historical drama crew will participate in this time..." He You finished speaking and took out a bag of paper balls, "Come on Draw lots, everyone has a share!"

"The contents of this ball of paper are kept secret for the time being, and I will reveal the secret when all of them are drawn."

Zuo Yu tilted his head, "It's quite mysterious."

Ling Yao stared at the black plastic bag and twitched his eyes. It was a large trash bag for classrooms.Zuo Yu laughed at him, "I haven't used it before. As for you, you are a clean freak."

Ling Yao said in his heart that he was just shocked by the squad leader's informality.

When Heidou arrived in front of them, Zuo Yu took a deep breath, dipped his hands down and fiddled for a while, causing the paper balls to jump around and make noise, and finally grabbed two paper balls and came out.

"Which one do you want?" he asked.

Ling Yao said, "I myself..." Before he could finish speaking, he watched He You walk away with the bag.

Ling Yao silently: Let me say, can someone else do things that determine fate?

Ling Yao took the ball of paper in his left hand, opened it for a look, and rolled it up again. He really couldn't understand——who can tell him what this flower means?

Do you want him to come on stage and play a flower who is overwhelmed by the protagonist?

He thought again, if the whole class is present, how many people need to play the green leaves and flowers.Thinking of this, he felt comfortable and put the ball of paper aside. "What's yours?" Zuo Yu leaned over, muttering.

"Group acting, playing a little flower."

Zuo Yu glanced at him in disgust, "Nothing."

"What's yours?"

"A sword."

Ling Yao chuckled, "It's quite suitable for you."

"Don't turn around and scold me, be careful that I will stab you to death."

After distributing the paper balls, several class cadres also came to the podium.He You began to decrypt.

"The person who drew a pen on the paper raises his hand..." He You finished counting the number of people and confirmed that there is no problem, and then said, "The director team, team leader Zhang Shuyu."

"The classmate who drew the little hammer, the props group, the group leader Gao Fan."

Zuo Yu clicked his tongue, "So professional." Ling Yao agreed.

The behind-the-scenes heroes divided a lot, and finally read the cast list.He You took a deep breath, "Fuchen..." A boy wearing glasses and two girls raised their hands, "Eunuchs."

"puff--"

Everyone didn't hold back, and laughed mercilessly.The boy pushed his glasses embarrassingly, and laughed with everyone.

Ling Yao curled his lips, and Zuo Yu frivolously snapped his fingers next to his ear, "I dare say, you are definitely a court lady."

Ling Yao smiled and said, "Young crow's mouth."

A few more classmates were eliminated, and "Green Leaf Red Flower" hadn't appeared yet, Ling Yao panicked.

"Sword!" Zuo Yu couldn't wait to raise his hand after He You shouted, and the students laughed again. "Male lead, Your Majesty."

"Wow—" The laughter turned into a tease.Zuo Yu stood up generously, "Fortunately, fortunately, I will thank you for your love."

He was dragged back to the stool by Ling Yao amidst a burst of hissing. "Be careful, I will kill your nine clans." Zuo Yu entered the play very quickly.

"Circle circle..." A boy raised his hand, He You and Zhang Shuyu looked at each other, and read out his role -- "Concubine."

Zuo Yu's smile froze.Everyone was silent for two seconds, and more intense laughter broke out, and some even shouted "God will kill me".

That boy yelled at Zuo Yu generously, "The emperor must remember my face!"

Zuo Yu's veins bulged, "Zhou Mo!"

Ling Yao asked coolly, "Is this the present report?" Zuo Yu's face was gloomy, and he ignored him.

"Okay, okay, it's time for the most important role. The emperor's beloved heroine..." He You paused, and Ling Yao's eyelids twitched suddenly, and she said, "Flower!"

Ling Yao: "..."

How lucky to buy a lottery ticket!

Staring at the ball of paper, he thought of swallowing the corpse and destroying the traces.

It was quiet.He You turned to check if they had the paper for painting flowers, but no one remembered.She could only ask again, "Who got the flower?"

Zuo Yu snatched the ball of paper, quickly confirmed it, and dragged Ling Yao into the water mercilessly, "It's him!"

Ling Yao: "..."

He You: "..."

It's weird how she looks at this script now.

Zuo Yu rubbed the ball of paper and sighed leisurely, "Hey, what is the report of the present world? Be careful, I will demote you to the cold palace."

Ling Yao snorted twice from his nose.

The rest of the role assignments are over, and there are a few counter-strings like this.After He You came down, he looked for Ling Yao, "How about drawing another one for you?"

Zuo Yu clicked his tongue, "How can there be a new role? You are biased, and the other students won't give it a fresh start. You have to break us up and you are happy."

He You touched his nose, "Yes."

"Back off, I want to have a good chat with Concubine Ling."

"Ai Fei"'s face turned green, and after He You left, he grabbed the "Emperor" by the collar mercilessly.

Zuo Yu was stunned, "I haven't checked your brand yet, why are you in such a hurry? Concubine Ai..."

Ling Yao: "..."

Two days later, Zhang Shuyu's complete script was released.A group of them squatted in a corner of the playground and listened to her play.

With just a few words, she outlined an ancient dynasty standing in the wind and rain, and then, the plot deepened...

After listening to this epic and bizarre love story, Ling Yao sighed with a sad face.Zuo Yu touched his shoulder, "It's touching, isn't it?"

Ling Yao: "Yes." You are the emperor, you are right.

They took the script and started the plot.Concubine No. [-], played by Zhou Mo, threw herself on the ground, knocking Zuo Yu staggeringly.

With Ling Yao's support, he stabilized his figure, and called a few students who hadn't entered the scene yet, "Drag on."

Zhou Mo was probably the only one who got into the scene. The two girls laughed and dragged him by the arm. They didn't pull him at the first time. They looked at each other, and then tried their best to break his hand away, and dragged him away with difficulty.Zhang Shuyu was very satisfied, and looked at Ling Yao with expectant eyes.

"Uh..." He took a deep breath, "Ah, Your Majesty..."

Ling Yao finished reading the script expressionlessly, Zuo Yu blocked his mouth with a fist, he cleared his throat and began to read the lines.

At the climax of the plot, Zhang Shuyu is probably very allergic to those farewell dramas. She has repeatedly emphasized that the "beloved concubine" played by Ling Yao has been trapped in harem disputes several times, and under the entanglement of court interests, he is the most ethereal one As a chess piece, life and death have never been controlled by oneself.

But at the moment of life and death, the emperor came, and the emperor, who had always been moderate, was furious for the first time because of love. He dealt with several courtiers who were admonishing and intimidating, and then left with his "loved concubine".

Zuo Yu took a stride and passed Ling Yao's knee with one hand.Ling Yao jumped away, "What are you doing?"

Zuo Yu looked up at him, "What are you doing? Didn't you read the script? I have to carry you home."

Several people onlookers smiled, Ling Yao was a little embarrassed, "Don't be so serious about the rehearsal."

Zuo Yu picked him up and said, "If you don't try now, how about I hug you and wrestle you on stage?"

Ling Yao: "..."

"Hand..." Zuo Yu was still picking.Ling Yao put his hands in front of his abdomen, intending to make a quiet barbell. At Zuo Yu's request, he had no choice but to wrap his wrist around Zuo Yu's neck.

"Hey!" Ling Yao exclaimed.Seeing him hugging him, Zuo Yu turned him upside down and hugged him more firmly.

The plot ends here.Zuo Yu put him down, Ling Yao's feet felt weak and trembling.

"That's it for today, don't rush to memorize the words, I may change them at any time." Zhang Shuyu clapped her hands.

Everyone: "..."

When returning to the classroom, Zuo Yu weighed his hands weakly twice.Ling Yao gave him a strange look, and swallowed the words back.

"How many catties are you?" Zuo Yu asked suddenly.

"More than 100."

"How much?"

"Forget..." Ling Yao said, "You can't hold it?"

Zuo Yu laughed exaggeratedly when he heard the words, "I can't hold you? Do you believe that I can do a squat after running 100 meters with you in my arms?"

Ling Yao: "..." Why are you so excited.Did he hurt his self-esteem just now?Also, it must be a very painful blow for a sports student to be questioned.

Ling Yao: 117.

Zuo Yu:?

Ling Yao: I went through the checklist, I'm 117.

Zuo Yu: Can you have 117?Do you have something in your pocket?Are you still underrated after a hundred years?

Ling Yao: ...

It took Ling Yao a little effort to find out the physical examination form after returning home, because he was worried that his setback would dampen his self-confidence, and in exchange for a ridicule.

It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know a good heart.Ling Yao took a sip, turned off the phone and went to sleep.

The whole day was spent in Zuo Yu's nagging.Finally looking forward to the evening self-study and he went to practice. Before they could relax, they were called to the playground to prepare for the rehearsal.

The male lead arrived late, even wafting over with a scent.Before the person approached, he threw a white thing from his hand, Ling Yao picked it up, it was soft and hot.He looked down and saw that there were three steamed buns.

"Eat, wait until I break it up and feed you?" Zuo Yu said fiercely.

Hearing this, Ling Yao lowered his head and took a bite. He wiped off the oil on his mouth.After chewing twice, the thin skin broke apart easily, and the slightly hot soup flowed out, his eyes lit up after eating.

Zuo Yu snorted, "I haven't seen anything good." Ling Yao ignored him and quickly eliminated the remaining two.

The other actors were so sweet that their mouths drooled, and the noble concubine Zhou Mo sighed, "Sure enough, she is a favorite concubine, and the treatment is different. I cry in the cold palace, and they eat hot buns."

Zuo Yu: "Are you envious? Who made you look so different from what I want?"

Ling Yao suddenly choked when he heard the words, and coughed heart-piercingly while holding the plastic bag.Zuo Yu: "What's wrong with my concubine? Imperial doctor, send it to the imperial doctor!"

Zhang Shuyu: "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor was not written."

Zuo Yu: "Then dear concubine, don't worry, I will come later."

Ling Yao managed to slow down, and the nonsense over there set up a farewell scene, and all the palace people cried and asked the emperor to think twice.

Ling Yao: "..." In just one day, they were so harmonious.He began to think about the possibility of being sick and absent.

Seeing that he was all right, everyone quickly started fighting.The first half went smoothly. Zhou Mo was free and quick to get into the scene, and he could mobilize everyone with just a few sentences.

Although Ling Yao's lines were still readable, he tried his best to add some ups and downs.Zuo Yu shook his hand, protected him behind his back, and watched Zhou Mo being dragged down coldly.Zhang Shuyu didn't make a sound, and watched everyone's performance from a different angle.

When the princess hugged him, when Zuo Yu's hand touched his knee, Ling Yao froze into a stick.

Zuo Yu frowned and looked at him, "Ling Mutou, you didn't mean to make trouble on purpose and want me to hug you more?"

Ling Yao's eyes widened, this is slander!

Zhang Shuyu became interested, changed a few words on the spot, and improved the plot.

This script is really random, and there are new patches every day after practice.Everyone has entered the state, and Zhang Shuyu can even stop and make temporary adjustments at any time.

"Zuo Yu, I think you still have to look at Ling Yao at this time."

Ling Yao raised his eyes and met Zuo Yu's gaze.The light on the playground was very dim, and most of Zuo Yu's face was swallowed by the shadows. The eyes looking at him were shining, full of youthful arrogance.

He turned his head as if being scalded, Zhang Shuyu: "Very well, Ling Yao, you can do it, you don't look like a mountain or dew."

Ling Yao smiled uneasy.

"Let me emphasize again..."

Seeing this, Ling Yao was about to jump down again, but Zuo Yu approached the group of people with him in his arms.

Ling Yao: "..."

After Zhang Shuyu finished speaking, she looked up, a little surprised, "You still hug her?"

Everyone looked over and saw that Zuo Yu was holding the person in his arms steadily, not feeling tired at all, but Ling Yao was looking around, as if he was also enjoying it.

Only Ling Yao himself knows how inferior his method of avoiding everyone's sight is.

"Hug that, hug that, hug your lover and get on the sedan chair..." Zhou Mo suddenly raised his voice and roared.

Everyone laughed and hummed along.Ling Yao glanced at Zuo Yu, saw him pursing his lips and smiling, shaking his feet in embarrassment.

Zuo Yu thought he was uncomfortable and rubbed his knee, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yao felt that his scalp was going to explode. He was wearing a pair of polyester sweatpants, and Zuo Yu's palm felt hot to him. "It's okay..." He whispered and didn't dare to look at anyone.

When they were dismissed, Zuo Yu bent down and put him down.Ling Yao's hand on his shoulder moved and retracted.

On the day of the competition, Zhang Shuyu and her friends from the clothing team brought another pile of clothes to school.Several tables were pushed together, and the colorful skirts on them made Ling Yao dizzy.

They borrowed the boy's clothes from other friends, Zuo Yu tried them on, and they barely fit.Ling Yao and Zhou Mo looked at each other, neither of them wanted to choose from the pile of clothes.

Zhang Shuyu started to sell. She picked up a red cloth embroidered on the collar, with dark patterns, and gestured to Ling Yao, "This one is not bad..."

Ling Yao: "..." I don't think so.

"Don't be disgusted. I paid a lot of money to buy these. They are much finer and cleaner than those in the photo studio. And you will have to wear wigs later, so change them quickly."

"Wig?" Ling Yao's throat cracked.

Zhang Shuyu nodded as a matter of course, and took out her arranged wig from her schoolbag.Ling Yao: "..."

He You had already raised the camera, and the black lens was aimed at them.Ling Yao took the clothes and ran out. After changing his clothes, he made up his mind not to step into the classroom again.He pre-empted and ran to the auditorium to wait for everyone.

The order of performances was determined by lottery, and He Ming drew 4 for them.When the host announced the curtain, they were already waiting at the side of the stage.

The first group was in the background doing the finishing touches, the music was on and they came out.

Ling Yao only had time to take a glance, and was hooked by Zuo Yu into the backstage, half of his back was blocked by his wide sleeves. "Why weren't you here to take the photo just now?"

"Changing clothes."

"is it?"

"Otherwise?" After Ling Yao finished speaking, he realized that his throat was trembling, and he scolded a coward.Zuo Yu didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer, "What?"

Ling Yao didn't start, "I didn't talk to you."

"You have a big temper today. Believe it or not, I let you enter the cold palace to accompany Zhou Mo."

There were three production crews crowded in the backstage, and it was a bit crowded for a while, so they had to stand quietly and talk to each other.People came and went, Zuo Yu and Ling Yao were forced to back away.

"Don't move..." Ling Yao said.His waist hit the corner of the table, and he bent over in pain.Zuo Yu supported him, trapping him in front of him.

Ling Yao turned his head away.Zuo Yu stared at him and suddenly lost his mind.The space was too cramped, and he was knocked closer to Ling Yao.Ling Yao supported the table with his backhand, stabilizing the two of them.

"Ling Yao..."

Ling Yao glanced at him, then quickly lowered his eyelids, staring at the void in a daze.Zuo Yu suddenly felt an indescribable feeling surging in his chest. Ling Yao's eyes just now looked like a frightened deer, which he thought was very cute.

He can always find a cute contrast in Ling Yao. In his eyes, Ling Yao is just a childish ghost pretending to be cold and arrogant.

The two didn't speak any more, and leaned quietly in a corner.

"Go up to the emperor!" Zhou Mo yelled, muttering in his mouth when the two of them hugged each other again, and followed everyone on the stage.

Zuo Yu took a seat on the stage, raised his palms slightly upwards, "All gentlemen are flat."

All the students in Class [-] stood up in unison, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The other classes broke out, and there was some interaction?

As soon as the plot was over, several ministers spoke to the emperor, and the moderate emperor just nodded in agreement.

In the dormitory, Ling Yao was sitting in front of the collapse, the emperor was talking eloquently with a military book in his hand, and he made up a few words with a low eyebrow.

As soon as he spoke, there was another commotion below, Zuo Yu squeezed his hand quietly to let him relax.

Halfway through the plot, Zhou Mo came on stage aggressively. He sank into his dantian and shouted those lines at him.

The mood is still in place, but Ling Yao's forehead is tense when he listens to the ups and downs below.

After they finished this scene, Zuo Yu appeared on stage again, swept Ling Yao behind him, looked at each other, and saw Ling Yao's deer-like eyes again.He froze, and when he spoke his lines again, his emotions were stronger than before.

Zhou Mo was startled, and had the idea of ​​comparing himself with him.He knelt down on the ground, hugged Zuo Yu's leg and began to cry, the words shot out of his mouth like a cannonball.

Everyone rehearsed for many days, and they had never seen such exquisite acting skills, and they were appreciating like the audience in the audience.

Zuo Yu came back to his senses and scolded the palace servants to take him down. Zhou Mo cried heartbreakingly, and the sense of despair penetrated from the eardrums into the depths of everyone's souls.

Even after the stage, there was still faint whimpering.Zuo Yu made his scalp numb from crying, and shook Ling Yao's hand behind his back.

Ling Yao was trapped between several ministers, one of whom was Zhou Mo's elder, who complained angrily for him.

Ling Yao looked at them, neither sad nor happy, his life was just like that candle, it was extinguished with a single pincer.

At the time of life and death, Zuo Yu reappeared.He changed his previous kind image and became angry at his courtiers. He refuted everyone's threats with reason and justified, and hugged Ling Yao...

The music stops.Zuo Yu's breathing was a little short, he had just finished yelling a long line.Ling Yao pressed against him, and could feel the vitality in his chest.

The two looked at each other, Ling Yao saw more intense emotions in Zuo Yu's eyes, he couldn't read them, but he couldn't escape them.

With thunderous applause, Zuo Yu carefully put him down, and put his arms around his waist naturally.

Curtain call, exit.

He Youshou blocked them from the stage and took a group photo with his camera.

At the moment when the shutter sounded, several students who were in the opposite group all had a bitter look on their faces.Ling Yao was still hugged by Zuo Yu, Zuo Yu did a comparison for him.

Ling Yao took off his wig, changed back into his school uniform, and watched the performances of other classes with them.

Zuo Yu miraculously didn't say a word to him, Ling Yao looked at him strangely.Zuo Yu raised his eyelids, "Why are you looking at me?"

Ling Yao was shocked that there was no narcissistic joke.He played Zuo Yu's previous role and commented on the program carelessly and skillfully.

"They also crossed paths, not as good as our class..."

"Oh, I think the script is good, but the acting is not as good as ours, and the acting is good, but the script is not as exciting as ours."

"If you flip this somersault twice, you will step down directly."

Zuo Yu looked at his side face and suddenly smiled.

Class one actually won the first prize.Zuo Yu and his subjects howled in the audience.Ling Yao covered his ears and smiled, at least he had returned to his normal state.

The history teacher originally planned to entertain these young actors.After being told that the whole class participated, she was silent for a moment. She thought about whether she had the guts to lead more than 50 students to skip class together. After careful consideration, she waved away everyone.

"Teacher, No.1!" Zhou Mo's voice has not turned upside down.

The history teacher smiled, "I know, I won't treat you badly. Go back first, and I will give you prizes tomorrow."

Before class the next day, four packs of snacks came to the classroom.

Everyone burst into laughter, sat obediently and waited for the arrival of the history teacher.Stepping into the classroom, she smiled first, "A group of little snobs, I've never seen them so well-behaved."

Several class cadres shared snacks under her instruction.

Ling Yao was still going to give Zuo Yu all the snacks, but the man coldly threw the things into his arms, "Eat it."

Ling Yao: "?"

It doesn't look like it's back to normal.

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24. P21

——Declaration of Sovereignty——

The stamina of historical drama is a bit big.The first class became famous in one battle, and overnight, this strange crew became a hot topic among the students. Zhou Mo attracted a lot of "fans" with his excellent acting skills. The old classmates in Class [-] tried to get a glimpse of the truth by making indirect remarks. Under this posture, Zhou Mo, the golden-voiced "Actor" finally learned what "Mo" is.

After a day of class, sitting in the mutton noodle shop, Ling Yao felt for the first time that the restaurant full of chatter was so calming, and even the table covered with oil and sweat was not so obtrusive——

If the broken mouth in front of him can take a break, he should be able to understand a deeper philosophy.

"Brother Zuo didn't tell me when he was playing the male lead, brother, stand up for him." Jian Yu spread the chopped peppers on the powder, rolled the chopsticks, and sucked it in.

Ling Yao took a sip of the soup and said lightly, "Do you dare to skip class?"

"The self-study is not watched by anyone, so what are you afraid of. It's a big loss for me not to show up for my brother's stage debut."

Ling Yao sneered, thinking that if you were there, you would have no chance to go out.Jian Yu was still babbling, he caught a glimpse of a few people coming in from the door, and shouted, "Brother Zuo."

Ling Yao bit off the powder and straightened his back silently.

After stepping down yesterday, he always felt that Zuo Yu's state was not quite right.I stopped joking with people, and when I got the snacks rewarded by the history teacher today, I gave them all to him uncharacteristically.

And when he was immersed in his homework, Zuo Yu, who was supposed to be sleeping, stared at him in a daze!

Those eyes were empty, making Ling Yao feel hairy all over.There used to be a tomb under their school. In Jian Yu's supernatural novels, the school auditorium, dormitory, teaching building, and equipment room are most likely to have unclean things. Could it be that Zuo Yu's performance of the emperor that day was too brilliant and he was wandering in the sixth middle school? undead?

Zuo Yu came over, because there was no seat, he could only stand by their table and chat.Ling Yao saw with his own eyes that Jian Yu, a bastard, finished eating a few mouthfuls of noodles and prepared to make a seat for Zuo Yu. He curled his lips in disgust, and took a bite of the leeks floating on the soup.Zuo Yu pressed his shoulder, "You sit down, they have reserved a seat for me."

Jian Yu stared at him, "Okay. Brother Zuo, I heard that you played a leading role last night, Three Thousand Heroes in the Harem. How do you feel?"

Ling Yao was choking again, he covered his mouth, his body heaved exaggeratedly, he just felt that if this continues, his trachea might announce his retirement in advance.

Zuo Yu came over to help him pat his back, and when he recovered, he naturally put his hands on his back. "Are you envious? Cut off and entered the palace as a eunuch."

Jian Yu: "Okay, why don't you give me a big house manager?"

"No problem, what's the relationship between the two of us, I can build you another East-West-North-South factory."

The two hit it off.Ling Yao also laughed when he heard Zuo Yu's gag, as if he was in a better state again?

He ate the powder and stood up. "Have you eaten?" Zuo Yu asked.The two stood a little closer, Ling Yao covered his mouth and nodded.

Zuo Yu smiled, "Okay, let's go back." He stepped back half a step, stood at the corner of the table, and left a little space for Ling Yao to walk out against his body.

Ling Yao just thought it was too crowded in the store, and walked out while saying sorry.Zuo Yu whispered in his ear, "Concubine Ai, you take this new chief executive to familiarize yourself with the rules."

A deep voice came over, as if something touched my ear?

Ling Yao's feet softened, as if he had been prepared for a long time, Zuo Yu's hand firmly supported him.

Ling Yao looked at him in horror, the man smiled harmlessly, patted his arm affectionately and urged him out.

After leaving the store, he rubbed his arms and turned his head to see that Zuo Yu was nowhere to be found in the crowded store.

"Let's go." Jian Yu urged.

"coming."

"Why are your ears so red?"

"A little hot."

Jian Yu looked at the woolen vest that he was wearing strictly in accordance with the school uniform, and nodded in agreement.

Before you know it, spring has been here for so long.

After self-study get out of class, Ling Yao sat still, he was waiting for supper.Since the weight ridicule, the snacks Zuo Yu brought every day became more and more exaggerated, making people feel that he wanted to open a small cafeteria in the classroom.

In addition, Zuo Yu was also in charge of his supper, a cup of hot milk every night, to help him sleep, warm his stomach and supplement calcium.

One milk is multi-purpose.

Zuo Yu walked in, turned around exaggeratedly and sent himself to the table to sit down, with a glass of milk dangling in front of his eyes with his index finger.

Looks like a monster.Ling Yao poked his thigh with the "magic weapon" pen, and it really worked.The grandma was held in front of him respectfully by him.

"Yo, the emperor sent warmth to Ling Gui again?"

Zhou Mo was fighting with people at the back of the classroom, seeing the two of them turned on the cafeteria mode again, he couldn't help but say something sour.

Zuo Yu hooked his fingers at him, and he walked up without any sense of crisis.In the next second, a clear and thick voice rang out.

"Now, you're done." Zhou Mo covered his forehead with the same shock on his face as Ling Yao.

Ling Yao was amazed that a person's head could make such loud noises.But Zhou Mo thought, what a fool you, let me use the dead body to revive my life and turn against your feudal monarchy.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, Zuo Yu asked, "What are you waiting for? Waiting for the final meal?"

Zhou Mo left this sad place with his mind full of drama.

Zuo Yu looked at Ling Yao with a smile, "My concubine, I dismissed the harem."

Ling Yao nodded, "I'm done too?"

Zuo Yu smiled grimly at him, "Well, the country is dead, you and I will bury the imperial tomb together."

Ling Yao felt that this sounded weird, and frowned, "Tsk", "Drinking milk, don't say such unlucky things."

"Tell me about this..." Zuo Yu pointed to a question.Ling Yao took a glance, drew the auxiliary line, and began to explain. Zuo Yu stared at him condescendingly.

He took a breath and watched the black hair shake.Zuo Yu was in a good mood, Ling Yao rubbed his head, "You should listen carefully to the question you asked yourself."

Zuo Yu jumped off the table with a backhand, "I overestimated myself, I don't understand, don't worry about it."

Ling Yao wanted to persuade him, but he was roughly rubbed on the head.He was a little dazed, this used to come as a reward in his world——

When the kindergarten got a little red flower, Qu Xin would rub his head;

The first double hundred in elementary school, the first batch of red scarves, three good students... As a reward, that hand will gently caress his head. He used to work so hard that Qu Xin thought his excellence should be taken for granted .

He hadn't been touched like this in a long time.Zuo Yu's hand seemed to be electrified, and the moment he stroked his head, it made his scalp numb. In this weird experience, he really wanted to be rubbed twice more.

If you say it, it seems quite perverted?

He could only pretend to be in a daze, tilted his head, and secretly rubbed himself in the back of his head imitating Zuo Yu's technique.Zuo Yu stared at him for a while, "I haven't washed my hair for a few days, is it itchy?"

Ling Yao was startled, and put down his hands embarrassedly, "I wash every day."

Zuo Yu's hand touched his head again, and gently rubbed his head with his fingertips, "That's because it wasn't cleaned."

"You still touch it without washing it? Don't you have a cleanliness." Ling Yao moved closer to him.Zuo Yu smiled softly, "I never said I have a cleanliness."

"I said, you two are acting in the animal world here?" Mao Lie couldn't stand it anymore, his twisted face was full of disgust, what are the two old men doing scratching their heads here?

Ling Yao answered his words abnormally, "Animal world?"

Mao Lie: "That's right, in the episode just aired last week, the mother orangutan picks lice for her child to eat, just like you two."

Zuo Yu withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, Ling Yao was a little regretful, there was still one minute before class, and he could still knead for a while.

Seeing his drooping brows, Zuo Yu said with a smile, "Mao Lie was just joking with you, how can I really say that you are an orangutan."

Ling Yao nodded, indicating that he had listened.

It's still like a frosted eggplant.Zuo Yu pressed the back of his head, "