After the weak chicken school tyrant fell off the horse, A exploded

How about making a deal?

The bell rang for the end of the last English class, and the people in the classroom had almost left in a blink of an eye.

Lu Cheng sent his underpants to go to the cafeteria to eat first, and as soon as he turned around, he firmly held Shen Sui with his discontented eyes.

Getting angry with empty hands, and wanting to get out of the body, is very courageous.

He walked to the last row of the classroom, Shen Sui sat on his seat and packed his books, and his new school uniform was neatly folded on the corner of the table.

Lu Cheng slapped the table viciously, and held down the schoolbag strap of the hot guy, "Put the things down, do I agree with you to go?"

Thinking that Shen Sui would go out to breathe the fresh and free air immediately, Lu Cheng felt envious and jealous, and wished that his soul would transmute onto his deskmate and exchange bodies with him.

There was a crisp zla sound in my ears.

The hot guy not only turned a deaf ear to it, but even boldly put the last pen in the bag and closed the zipper.

"If you want to embarrass me, you should find another way. Even if we are forced to stay in school, it's just a different place to study. There is no big difference, so..."

Shen Sui showed a mouthful of good teeth, and his lacquer pupils flickered in the afterglow of the evening, "You should give up struggling and enjoy this hard-won opportunity to exercise."

This gloating tone successfully magnified the unhappiness in the heart of the person involved.

bang.

Lu Cheng grabbed his sleeve viciously, and leaned forward, trapping Shen Sui between the table and his chest.

"You think I'll let you go if you say that?"

He supported the wall with one hand and rolled his Adam's apple, like a raging little lion staring at Shen Sui, ready to throw him to the ground at any time.

"I'm not the one who left you for evening self-study, little deskmate, why are you unreasonable?"

Shen Sui was shrouded in the eyes of the little lion eating people, and he had no intention of surviving from the tiger's mouth at all. Instead, he laughed in a low voice and deliberately provoked him with words.

The height difference between the two of them stuck in the cute line, so that Shen Sui could clearly see the hair twirling on the top of Lu Cheng's head.

A small vortex, hidden in the smooth black hair, makes people want to move around and feel the desire to pluck their hair.

"Heh, you don't know anything about the darkness behind the bully."

The angry little lion showed its sharp teeth and was irritable online.

"But I'm just a good citizen who loves to study. What do you want?" Shen Sui rubbed his brows, pretending to be troubled.

Heh again.

The end of Lu Cheng's eyes tightened, his voice was drawn out, and his tone was terrifying.

"If you dare to step out of the school gate... I will tear your test papers one by one into little snowflakes flying in the sky!"

"..."

Okay, it's scary.

Shen Sui was silent for a while, then slowly raised his heavy eyelids, a shrewd light flashed in the depths of his lacquered pupils.

"Since everyone can't leave, how about making a deal?"

Every school has its own rules. The No. [-] Middle School is a model of strict school ethos in this city. If you want to bypass the teacher and leave the school under special circumstances, you can only go to the infirmary to issue a sick note.

Thus, the school infirmary, which was quietly standing in the dusk, ushered in two uninvited guests after a long absence.

"Xueba, have you finished eating the pancakes and fruits? Would you like me to bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks for you to enjoy slowly?"

Lu Cheng couldn't bear it, and Shen Sui ate pancakes slowly, and squatted on the edge of the flower bed with his school uniform sleeves on, worrying.

With a sick note in hand, he can walk through the school gate casually.But at this point, there are not always people in the school infirmary, and if the time card is wrong, it will be a waste of time.

Shen Sui stretched out his slender fingers, picked up the napkin given by the canteen and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Health is the capital of learning, wolfing down hurts the stomach, you should prepare the 'secret weapon' first."

Lu Cheng rolled his eyes in his heart, "Let me tell you, are you sure you can get the sick leave slip? Can you hide it from anyone without being sick or in pain?"

"Man conquers nature." Shen Sui gracefully threw the finished paper bag into the trash can, gave him a look, and reminded him to tuck the hem of his T-shirt into his school pants.

"If you don't trust me, don't you trust 'Secret Weapon'?"

The two walked into the school infirmary one after the other. As soon as they reached the door, they heard a burst of joyful background music coming from inside.

The old school doctor who stayed on shift, with a pair of presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, happily put his mobile phone on the small flowerpot for growing orchid grass to watch the drama.

"Little Swallow, little Swallow, wake up, little Swallow!"

The sound of the video was released to the public, and the anxious lines echoed over the quiet infirmary. It turned out to be the classic dinner drama "Han Zhu Ge Ge", which is well-known in the streets and alleys...

The old school doctor held the plastic lunch box, watched the video and took a bite of the meal, watching with relish.Lu Cheng was ashamed to disturb his elegant mood.

Standing at the door of the infirmary were two students, both over 1.8 meters tall, who were very eye-catching. The old school doctor put down the porridge bowl, lowered his head and wiped his presbyopic glasses that were steamed with mist.

"I'm here to make a sick note... Oh no, I'm not feeling well." Lu Cheng stood at the door and said.

"Okay, you guys come in and talk." The old school doctor pressed the video pause button, and it happened to stop at the scene where the little swallow was lying on the ground and pretending to be sick, and was screaming and screaming after being pierced by the queen's hairpin.

Lu Cheng glanced at the syringe he placed next to the flowerpot, and swallowed unconsciously.

The old school doctor was very kind, "Student, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Cheng scratched his ears, and began to recall the cold symptoms he had just searched on Baidu on his mobile phone, "I have a headache and fever, my nose is blocked, my throat is very dry, and that..."

"You want to sneeze, don't you?"

"exactly!"

The old school doctor adjusted the reading glasses on his face, and pinned his eyebrows into a figure eight.The child's face was ruddy, his voice was loud, and what he said was nonsense.

The embarrassment index in the air seriously exceeded the standard, and Shen Sui stood by and didn't see it.There is no need for others to expose this, Lu Cheng can betray himself.

"Hiss—hey, my temples are hurting, and my forehead seems to be burning." Lu Cheng persevered and forcibly dented the character.

The old school doctor stood up with his hands behind his back, smiling, and the two corners of his white coat fluttered with his footsteps.

After being in the class for so many years, there are many students who want to avoid evening self-study. In the current science, it is impossible to hide it with this kind of trick.

"Come on, kid." The old school doctor carefully removed the bluegrass flower pot, took out a thermometer from the drawer and put it on the corner of the table, "I'll worry about whether it's a disease or a pain later, let's take the temperature first."

"..."

Lu Cheng bravely sat down on the chair, as if an annoying bee flew into his mind, it kept buzzing.

Shen Sui, who had been standing by the side and remained silent, reached out and touched the precious orchid grass that had been moved to the corner of the table by the old school doctor, and pretended to be casual and said, "The leaves are yellow because of too much water."

"...Do you know anything about bluegrass?" This interruption successfully pulled the old school doctor's attention away from Lu Cheng.

"My mother is a florist, and she has been familiar with it since she was a child, and she knows a little bit."

Shen Sui gently touched the bluegrass leaves with his eyes, and while distracting the old school doctor's attention, he did not forget to draw a hand behind his back to remind his deskmate to start preparations.

Lu Cheng received the order and quickly lifted the hem of his T-shirt.

Isn't it just taking the temperature?As long as you break through the bottom line of morality, you can surpass the limits of human beings.The corners of his mouth were raised to hide his achievements and fame, and a confident smile appeared on his face again.

The old school doctor who loves bluegrass carefully copied Shen Sui's suggestions on growing flowers in the newspaper one by one.

Before he turned around, Lu Cheng quickly returned to the sitting posture.

This time it was stable, and the sick leave note that was about to arrive was beckoning to him.

The old school doctor glanced at the thermometer in his hand, and his face was a little delicate.

Lu Cheng caught sight of the surprise overflowing his eyes, clenched his fists and cheered happily from the bottom of his heart, it was a success!

The surrounding air was a little quiet. The old school doctor took a look at the thermometer that was full, and calmly took off his reading glasses and wiped them with his sleeves. After two seconds, he put them on again, "Little classmate, you have a serious fever."

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll just take the sick note and go out to hang the water." Lu Cheng sat lazily on the chair, ready to wait for the liberation.

It's all heated up to 42°C, boy, how can you still leave the school in a sane way?

The old school doctor hesitantly stretched out his hand to probe his forehead, paused, and looked at Lu Cheng suspiciously.

Cool to the touch, very healthy, with no signs of burning through the thermometer.

The old school doctor frowned, his eyes fell on Lu Cheng's suddenly bulging T-shirt hem, and he lifted the corner of his clothes.

With a "click", a piece of warm baby slipped out from the hem of Lu Cheng's T-shirt and made a loud noise.

"..."

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Brother Cheng: The other party refused to receive your message and threw your "hahahaha" into the trash can.