Your private high school students really know how to play

With Xie Lanzhou around, Xia Zhi felt as if she had returned to elementary school and junior high school, and she had slept well these past few days, recharging her energy.

After eating well and sleeping well, a familiar emotion began to stir in his heart.

He sat at the table and took a sip of chocolate milk.

Sitting on his side, Xie Lanzhou always felt that he was looking at her, and felt itchy in her heart, but said nothing, cut up the fried cheese sausage, wrapped it in a leaf of romaine lettuce, and put it on Xia Zhi's plate.

"Hey." Xia Zhi called him, but he didn't answer, and was kicked under the dining table.

The bare feet were soft, Xie Lanzhou secretly thought, if you kick me again, I will grab your feet...

He put down the knife and fork calmly, ignored the other party, and sure enough, he was kicked again.

He grabbed the foot in his hand with lightning speed before the opponent retracted it.

Then he didn't know what to do and scratched his ankle dryly.

Xia Zhi ate until her cheeks puffed up: "Hey, let me go, I have something serious to tell you."

Xie Lanzhou hugged his thin white ankles tightly: "You can't let it go just because you kicked me. Just let it go beforehand. Who used my toothbrush to clean the toilet a few days ago? Who let me go the day before yesterday? Did you eat the chocolate pudding in the refrigerator? Huh? Did I let you eat it? And who stepped on my head and climbed up when I played Mario the day before yesterday? Yesterday... yesterday who gave me my contact information That third-tier female star? Wechat rings endlessly in the middle of the night! Let’s not talk about these, I found out that the lemonade in my glass was replaced with white vinegar in the morning, what’s the matter?"

Xia Zhi looked innocent: "It's not me, it's really not me, look into my eyes, I'm not lying!"

Xie Lanzhou narrowed his eyes with a dangerous expression: "It's not you? Then there is a ghost in this room?"

Seeing his squinting expression, Xia Zhi understood, flustered, and wanted to put her feet back, "persuade me with kind words": "You, you, you, don't mess around, I tell you! You'd better let me go, we Let's fight fairly and justly."

He was controlled by someone. In front of him was an imported marble dining table. A table weighed several hundred kilograms and could not be moved at all. Behind him was an expensive black dining chair made of solid wood. Words, calm and solid.

Xie Lanzhou suddenly stretched out a finger, smiled, Xia Zhi immediately widened his eyes, struggled desperately, and shouted: "Bastard, let me go! Let... ah! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

A minute later, he gasped heavily and slumped on the chair, with red eye circles and tears at the corners of his eyes, cursing: "You son of a bitch! Scratch the soles of your feet? Are you still a primary school student?!"

Xie Lanzhou snorted, and half a minute later, Xia Zhi couldn't hold on anymore, she struggled and begged for mercy while laughing: "Brother! Hahahaha brother! Hahahaha let me go! Please, please! Hahahahaha! Please! Hahahaha Ha ha!"

Xie Lanzhou let him go, and he immediately jumped up from the chair. Xie Lanzhou knew him too well, so he was prepared, jumped out from the other side of the chair, and distanced himself from him.

There was a large dining table more than two meters long and one meter wide between the two of them. Xie Lanzhou provocatively provoked Xia Zhi: "Hey, you called me brother just now, and now you are going to beat me? Are you still human? And obviously you recruited first." Mine! Otherwise, why would your foot come out of my hand? Ah? If you call me brother again, I won’t bother with you.”

"I called your grandma a leg!" Xia Zhi stretched out her hands, sat on the table and turned over, reached out and grabbed Xie Lanzhou, but only caught a corner of his clothes, Xie Lanzhou laughed and ran to the living room: "Little cripple, If you catch me, I'll give you a reward!"

The two shifted the battlefield from the confrontation at the dining table to a confrontation on the sofa.

Xia Zhi was curious: "What reward?"

Xie Lanzhou: "A foot massage."

"Fuck!" Xia Zhi stepped on the back of the sofa and jumped behind the sofa to catch him.

Xie Lanzhou: "Do you want a massage so much? Just tell me, brother will give you a thorough massage!"

Xia Zhi said angrily: "I want your uncle!"

Xie Lanzhou: "I'm sorry, it's not that you don't know that I don't have a master. If you want a brother, I can satisfy you!"

"Ahhh! I'll kill you!" Xia Zhi swooped directly, throwing him down on the sofa.

Abyss was taken aback, and jumped away with a "meow", away from the battlefield.

Two 1.8-meter-high boys wrestled together. The scene was comparable to a nuclear bomb explosion, and no grass grew anywhere they went.

Seemingly scary, but in fact no one used fists, Xia Zhi rode on Xie Lanzhou, trying to twist his hands, but was lifted by him, fell off the sofa, just about to get up, Xie Lanzhou stepped on his knee, he He took a deep breath and didn't get up.

My knee hurts!

Xie Lanzhou also sensed something was wrong, squinted and saw that there was a red spot on his knee.

It was because he knocked under the marble countertop of the dining table when he was struggling just now, and it looks like he will definitely be bruised tomorrow.

"Why are you always injured?" Xie Lanzhou wanted to check his knee.

Xia Zhi: "It's not because of you!"

"You kicked me first." Xie Lanzhou choked on him, but bent down and rubbed it with his hands, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Zhi's waist and abdomen contracted, and she exerted a sudden force, wanting to attack him while he was unaware, but he turned around and pressed directly under him: "Can you behave yourself?"

The two were very close, Xie Lanzhou's legs were pressing against his legs, his hands were holding his wrists and pressed to his sides, and his upper body was also stuck together.

The handsome face that often appears in magazines, the Internet and shows is right next to him, staring at him closely, as if "If you dare to swear, I will bite your ear".

Xia Zhi was like a cat caught by the back of fate, and suddenly died down.

Xie Lanzhou's eyes slid from the corner of his forehead to the high bridge of the nose, the slightly raised upper lip, and the smooth and white chin... After seeing his Adam's apple rolling up and down nervously, he propped up his upper body and looked down at him.

Xia Zhi didn't dare to look at him, she tilted her head and blushed to look at the patterns on the carpet.

The weird silence filled this space to the brim, until Abyss accidentally stepped on his water basin with his furry tail, spilling the water all over the floor.

The two separated tacitly, one to clean up the dishes and the other to clean up the abyss.

Xia Zhi put on a well-ironed long-sleeved shirt, touched her face when she looked in the mirror, it was still hot.

"What's going on?" He said to himself, "Why am I blushing? In this case, shouldn't I just lock his waist and legs and fight back?"

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it must have been too long since he had gone to the jujitsu dojo, and he had forgotten the muscle memory of these ground skills. It seemed that it was necessary to resume training.

In the past when Xie Lanzhou played against him, the winning rate between the two was half and half. Occasionally, whoever was in good form might win a few games in a row, but they would soon be pulled back by the opponent.

The two are evenly matched in terms of strength, speed, and skill.

Xia Zhi tidied up her school uniform and mood, and walked out of the room, Xie Lanzhou was already standing at the door waiting for him with her schoolbag on her back.

Xia Zhi was inexplicably nervous and scolded herself for being useless, and said in a natural tone: "Next time, let's go to the dojo together and compete again!"

"..." Xie Lanzhou thought to himself, can I beat you now?Even if I can beat it, I am not willing to use my full strength.Hey, you might as well just kill me.

The motorcycle came back, and Xia Zhi was eager to try it again. Xie Lanzhou held him down and said, "Go to the track someday to practice before riding." Large-displacement models really need practice to drive perfectly.

The two walked to school, Xia Zhi noticed that there were many more people behind them, they accelerated and the people behind them also accelerated, it looked like a gang of street gangsters to outsiders.

Xie Lanzhou didn't seem to notice, but bumped into his shoulder: "What business are you going to tell me in the morning?"

Xia Zhi lost her mood now, and waved her hand: "Let's talk about it later."

When entering the school gate, I met Liao Xing.

This guy has been there for several days, and he is still immersed in the fact that Mr. Wu is a bass player in an underground band, excitedly wanting to gossip.

Xia Zhi told him that Mr. Wu didn't let him tell the matter, and he nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'm still very reliable in this point!"

Liao Xing, who is fat and white, has a strict mouth and is also a good friend.It has been three years since Xia Zhi pretended to be a good boy and acted in school, and no third person knew about it. Sometimes he would even cooperate with Xia Zhi to maintain this image.

But ever since Xie Lanzhou came, he felt that his position as a school girl and good friend was in jeopardy.

The name "A Good Friend of the School Grass" doesn't sound like much at first glance, after all, no one wants to hang on to someone else's name, as if it were an accessory.

But Liao Xing not only did not feel unhappy, but also enjoyed it as an honor.

Because following the school grass, he can get the attention of all the girls in the school. Most of the girls who want to get close to Xia Zhi will use him as a "good friend of the school grass" to send gifts and express their hearts.

But he didn't flirt with a certain girl casually because of this, or exchange certain conditions for certain benefits.

Xia Zhi said that he kept himself clean, he said: "These girls are your suitors, I can't do things without principles." So whenever he asked Xia Zhi for the contact information of a certain girl, Xia Zhi would not take it seriously.

But now, with Xie Lanzhou beside Xia Zhi, Liao Xing was in a complicated mood at first, not because he felt that his good friend had been snatched away.

In his opinion, Xie Lanzhou's conditions are similar to Xia Zhi's, and the two are still young, so they are more suitable than him to be "a good friend of the school grass".But the way boys get along is to play together when there is one more friend.

Moreover, Liao Xing discovered that he once thought that his position as a "good friend of the school grass" was not guaranteed, but not only did he not lose his position, he also changed from "a good friend of the school grass" to a "good friend of the double school grass".

The girls exchanged information one after another with snacks, it was as if a superimposed effect buff had been turned on, and he became the "most popular" boy in the school.

There was a pile of snacks on his desk, all given by freshmen in high school. He divided them up in the class and wanted to give them to Xia Zhi and Xie Lanzhou, but the two stood in front of the window in the corner of the classroom, leaning on the window sill to chat.

The curtains floated up and down, and Liao Xing, a rough man, felt the indescribable atmosphere inexplicably, paused, and instinctively felt that he couldn't pass.

Class monitor Gao Rong came over, glanced at the snacks on his table, and frowned: "Liao Xing, the group assignment is short of your research report, give it to me before school today, I want to compile it."

What she was talking about was the homework of the history class. The students were in groups of four. The teacher divided the topics according to the age and assigned them to each group. Everyone has their own research direction. During class time, explain to the whole class one by one.

This kind of learning method allows everyone to find literature and materials for learning by themselves, and after learning, they can become experts in the field of research.

Liao Xing slapped his head: "Oh, I..."

Gao Rong became nervous: "Don't tell me you forgot to do it! Tomorrow it's our group's turn to talk!"

Liao Xing smiled and took out a stack of bound A4 papers from his schoolbag: "Oh, how could I forget to give it to you!"

Gao Rong glared at him: "Don't pant when you speak!"

Liao Xing teased her, he was in a good mood, and handed the report to her with a smile.

Gao Rong took the report, and after opening it, his face became more and more ugly: "Liao Xing..."

"What's the matter? I also added a picture, there is an electronic version, and I will send it to your email."

Gao Rong: "Your research topic is wrong..." Regardless of how well the research is done, it is fundamentally wrong.

Xia Zhi was discussing with Xie Lanzhou about going home for dinner on the weekend. Xie Lanzhou said that he had bought gifts for his uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters.

Xia Zhi was about to ask what it was, when she heard a loud wail from the other end of the classroom, Liao Xing ran over with a sad face: "Brother Zhi! Help!!"

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