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

Xueba, you have a lot of "theoretical knowledge".

"Able to coax people?"

Lu Cheng listened to what Shen Sui said was a bit interesting, the legs of the stool scraped against the ground and "squeaked", and he leaned his head on the table with his folded arms and looked at him.

"How good at coaxing, Xueba, can you show me?"

Shen Sui pursed his thin lips and smiled at him, "It's for atmosphere."

Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes to look at his face, raised his thumb and rubbed his little finger, "I can't tell, little brother, you sound like an old driver, and you have a lot of theoretical knowledge. .”

Shen Sui didn't speak, he raised his hand and walked around behind him, gesturing at the smooth waistline covered under the school uniform, walking all the way up, stopped at the back of Lu Cheng's cold neck, and continued to go up.

Lu Cheng didn't notice his little tricks, and sat crookedly on the stool, still talking in his mouth, "Don't make up these pig-nosed big talk, you still lie to people, do you know how, "Five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation" doesn't teach How do you pick up a girl!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head suddenly felt itchy.

Shen Sui's left hand rested on the top of his head and rubbed it, with a calm and magnetic voice, his slender fingers ran through the smooth black hair, "Brother Cheng, be good."

There was a "hum" in Lu Cheng's ear, and he was stunned by his rua. After he regained consciousness, he took Shen Sui's wrist away with his backhand, and rubbed the back molars with the corner of his mouth.

"Are you fucking teasing a puppy?"

"These two experiences are not comparable."

Shen Suishou didn't leave the range of his shoulder line, and raised his lips, "There are more specific coaxing methods, which vary from person to person."

Lu Cheng: "?"

Shen Sui found the hair spinner on his head, a small dimple hidden in the smooth black hair, rubbed it with his cool fingertips twice, Lu Cheng couldn't stand it anymore.

It was a little numb and itchy, as if he had been electrified all over, and he made a light "grass" sound when disturbed.

"Why the hell are you picking on my itch?" Lu Cheng pushed Shen Sui's troublesome left hand away with his arm sideways, and with all his strength, he made a gesture to press his neck. let go.

"Maybe because of good luck." Shen casually retracted his hand and rubbed his fingertips, feeling that there was not enough rua.

The class bell rang, and Guo Lifang came to class wearing his old Beijing cloth shoes.

The arguing students in the classroom dispersed in a rush, and when someone returned to their seats, they knocked down the feather duster standing behind the TV cabinet.

Guo Lifang just walked to the podium and saw the feather duster with the cobweb hanging on it. He took a big step back and quickly put the thermos cup behind him. He was startled by himself.

"Don't misplace your sanitation tools after cleaning. Be careful. Give me a good start when you come early in the morning. It's too grand."

Guo Lifang has a good temper. He squatted down and picked up the feather duster and put it in the sanitary corner. He could even joke with the students sitting below.

Lu Cheng slumped on the stool and was having a good time. Comrade Guo, the old man in his class, was in such a good mood. If "King Yama" had just come in, the whole class would have to stand up in class today.

Guo Lifang stood on the podium and cleared his throat, "Today, let me remind you before the class, the next monthly exam is coming soon, everyone can start studying quickly."

When it came to the exam, the excitement in the classroom suddenly froze for most of it, and the shadow of the fifth grade fell down, and the underpants turned to Cheng Cheng to talk to him, "Sloppy, why doesn't Lao Guo open any pot?" Which pot to mention, Brother Cheng, do you think that next time 'Yan Luo Wang' will trip up the class that took the bottom of the exam again?"

"I can count on what I say?" Lu Cheng saw Guo Lifang start writing on the blackboard with chalk, raised his long legs and kicked the stool in his shorts lightly, "Stop nagging, you have time to worry about it, how about Go to the front and listen to the class carefully."

Pants: "..."

Lu Cheng drove the younger brother away, and leaned against the wall with his stool tilted, lost in thought.

He used to go through the motions in the exams, take a pencil case to the exam room and get a sleep, and then he's done. The current situation is a bit tricky, and he's blowing it out after following Shen Hou. If he doesn't get some grades and goes home to do business, Ms. Shu may really do it next time. Let Lao Guo move his desk to the side of the podium to listen to the class.

"Brother Cheng." Shen Sui called him as he sat beside him.

Lu Cheng turned around with a gloomy expression on his face, with a bitter expression, as if he had foreseen the scene of being dragged into the office by Ms. Shu's ears to drink tea after the exam was overturned.

"Are you worried about the next monthly exam?" Shen Sui broke his mind.

Lu Cheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair, opened his mouth to say something, but the words turned in his throat, "Is it so obvious, brother?"

"It's very obvious, it's still the kind that has already prepared for the worst and started to think about the way out."

"..." Too bad.

Lu Cheng rubbed his palms and touched his face, "No, bro, cheer up!"

"Yeah." Shen Sui sat beside him and smiled, "Brother Cheng, I have confidence in you."

A mathematics class passed with mixed emotions, and the classroom became a sea of ​​joy again.

Underpants has a deep obsession with crayfish potato chips, and Babazuipizi wants to persuade him to go to the canteen together with Brother Cheng.

Tired of doing the questions, Lu Cheng sat on the stool and stretched his waist. He also wanted to go out to exercise. He stood up, glanced at Shen Sui, and asked him.

"I'm going to the commissary, do you want to bring something?"

"No, I'll just drink some hot water."

Shen Sui went to class for half a day with a bad cold, but he didn't seem to be recovering, and the test papers were spread out on the table without touching a few strokes.

Lu Cheng paused, stopped where he was, and did not leave, "You, why don't you go to the school hospital?"

"Today is a regular rest for disinfection, and the school hospital will not be open." Shen Sui touched his forehead and tested his temperature, "It's not that serious. You can't have a fever at this level."

Lu Cheng saw that his lips were a little dry, "I'll call later and ask Mama Zhao to make you some ginger soup before going back at night."

"Ginger soup?" Shen Sui looked up at him, "Does this work?"

Lu Cheng: "I think it works."

He would sweat after drinking this stuff. He usually has a headache and wants to skip class and lie down at home to rest and drink a bowl of ginger soup stewed by Zhao Ma. He has never been successful.

"Okay, I will stick to it and drink it when I go back."

Shen Sui laughed and unconsciously licked his dry lips.Lu Cheng caught his little movement affected by the bad cold, stood beside the table silently choked his throat, and quickly put on his phone and went out.

Lu Cheng went to the canteen with his underpants, and he was absent-minded along the way. The image of Shen Sui licking his lips just now was crowded in his mind until now.

The underpants called him three times but didn't hear him, so he shoved Brother Cheng's shoulder, "Hey, Brother Cheng, what are you thinking, you look like you're thinking about it."

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, Lu Cheng came back to his senses in a second, and retorted with him, "I didn't think about it!"

"..." Okay, don't think about it if you think about it.

When the underpants saw the cashier, there were two elementary school girls looking here with blushing faces, and they pushed Brother Cheng's elbow with their hands, "Hey, hey, Brother Cheng, there are cute girls."

Lu Cheng slapped his paw away, "I'm done shopping? I'll go back to the classroom when I'm done shopping."

Underpants: "No, bro, it's get out of class time."

"Then play by yourself, I'll go back first."

After Lu Cheng finished speaking, he immediately disappeared.

Standing at the door with a bag of potato chips in his underpants, staring at the hurriedly walking tall figure and scratching his head in bewilderment, his butt was on fire. Why did he, Brother Cheng, leave in such a hurry?Those who didn't know thought there was a small object waiting for him in the classroom.

When Lu Cheng entered the classroom, he walked in a hurry and accidentally knocked the girls' textbooks in the front row to the ground.

"It's okay, I'll pick it up by myself." Wu Yan is the representative of the Chinese class in their class. A little girl with weak language and weak language, because of her period, she sat on the stool and rubbed her stomach. I dare not make one.

"I didn't pay attention when I was just walking." Lu Cheng grabbed a handful and had already picked up the book for her.

"..." I didn't expect their boss to have a good temper.

"Swallow, I'll make it for you..." Wu Yan, her deskmate, had just helped her make a bag of Dysmenorrhea Granules, and she was startled when she saw the boss standing at the door.

Lu Cheng didn't care. Just as he was about to lift his legs to leave, the heat in Wu Yan's cup fluttered. He stopped and wrinkled his nose. Why did he smell ginger?

"What's in your cup?"

Seeing the boss staring at her cup, Wu Yan felt a little nervous, "This is 'ginger brown sugar water'... used to keep warm from the cold."

When asked by a big boy when she was on her period, she was embarrassed to say that she took it to relieve menstrual pain, and shivered while holding the Dysmenorrhea granules in the cup.

After Lu Cheng finished listening, he stood there thinking.

Ginger brown sugar water, isn't it the same ingredient as ginger soup?

He thought for a while and asked, "Is there any more? Make me a cup too."

When Lu Cheng went to the canteen, Shen Sui leaned on the table and fell asleep for a while, because his nose was a bit stuffed, his breathing was heavy and his throat was dry.

Shen Sui frowned and sat upright. He was about to unscrew the lid to drink some water. When he looked up, he found that the thermos cup on the table was gone. He was wondering when he heard Lu Cheng's voice drifting over.

"Hey, you woke up, I'm about to call you."

Shen Sui's gaze shifted to Lu Cheng's hand. When his little deskmate came back, he had an extra cup of steaming hot unidentified brewed drink in his hand, and he used his thermos.

"what is this?"

"Ginger Soup." Lu Cheng solemnly brought Wu Yan's gift of "Ginger Brown Sugar Water" to his table, "I borrowed it from someone specially."

"..." Shen Sui glanced at the rich brown sugar-colored hot drink in the thermos, because his nose was stuffed and he couldn't smell it, so he couldn't tell whether the sugar water brought by his deskmate was genuine ginger soup.

"What's the use of looking at it, the ginger soup can't go into your stomach by itself."

Seeing Shen Sui's hesitation, Lu Cheng felt a little unhappy, "These are all my brother's wishes, you don't want to leave a drop, honestly drink it all up for me!"

?The author has something to say:

Brother Cheng: Do you want to drink?

Brother Sui: ...

Tongjingbao Granules mistaken for ginger soup: I was terrified at the time.