The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

At the beginning of November, there seems to be no transition from summer to late autumn in the south of the city. Now a random gust of wind can make people wrap their coats tightly and shiver.

Half a week had passed since the basketball game, and the second monthly exam was approaching. No need for Lao Ji to follow behind and worry about it. Everyone could consciously calm down and work hard from dawn to dusk.

The time for the college entrance examination on the blackboard is getting shorter and shorter. In order to sound the alarm for everyone, Lao Ji posted a picture of the admission scores of last year's universities on the white wall at the back of the classroom.

He said: "When you have a bright light in your heart, you will have more motivation to move forward."

This trick is quite effective. Many students use their spare time to study later, and when they have a clear answer, they draw a mark with a marker on a prominent place on the desk as a wake-up call when they are lazy.

Today, there was no exercise between classes. Meng Yue and Zhao Yanbo slipped over to join classes. They were taken aback by the thriving learning atmosphere in Class 22. What was even more mysterious was that Ye Kong was also immersed in writing the test papers at this time.

Zhao Yanbo dragged a bench and sat down, and asked curiously, "Look, what kind of magical power has made our Brother Kong change his ways?"

"Fuck off, don't hinder my study," Ye Kong glanced at him, and folded the English test paper, "When did I get it wrong?"

"It's right, you're the most upright among us," Zhao Yanbo continued with a playful smile, "I'm just curious about what changed you. Is it responsibility? Is it poverty?"

Ye Kong thought for a while, and deliberately dragged his voice slowly and long: "It's the love at the same table——"

"..."

"Hold the grass, your class is too inspiring!" Meng Yue pointed to the glowing red form on the back wall. I don't know if Lao Ji added it later, and there were eight more large characters on the left and right sides of the form—— You can do it!You are the best!

I have to say that this wave of chicken blood is a bit over the top.

The classroom is too quiet, most of the students use the time between classes to catch up on sleep, and the students who haven't slept are also writing the test papers non-stop. Zhao Yanbo and Meng Yue are probably infected by this atmosphere, sorry to continue to make noise, lie down After making a few jokes in Ye Kong's position, he went back to work.

Before leaving, Meng Yue took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the form, saying that he wanted to set it as his mobile phone wallpaper. When he wanted to play with his mobile phone in class, he could remind himself to change his mind and work hard.

After the two left, Ye Kong lowered his head and continued to work on the test papers, his eyebrows twitched inseparably for two days.

The English course is very peculiar. It is not like physical chemistry, as long as you can list the formulas, you can slowly push it down. Once there are unfamiliar words in English, you will get stuck in reading, and the subsequent topics seem to be like reading a bible.

What is even more frustrating is that sometimes even if you know the meaning of all the words, you may not be able to fully translate the meaning of the passage, because you lack a mysterious and illusory thing-language sense.

Hong Yingying often said a sentence when she gave short essays to everyone: "Combined with the above and based on the sense of language, we can know that this question is A."

Everyone below echoed: "Yes! Right!"

Ye Kong curled his lips, according to his sense of language, this question is choice B.Three longs and one short choose the shortest, three shorts and one long choose the longest, two longs and two shorts choose B, if they are uneven, C is invincible.

Oh, sense of language.

Who can't.

In the afternoon, everyone finally had a physical education class where they could go to the playground to have fun without listening to elliptical parabolas.

The physical education teacher before class 22 was an art major. He opened several art training classes outside the school, and spent most of his time in the studio. Teaching physical education was just a side job in his spare time.

Moreover, this teacher is not tall, looks frail and thin, and always has an artist's unique loneliness and sadness. Let alone asking him to teach basketball and tennis, it is difficult for him to run around the playground twice. .

The physical education class is only one class a week, the teacher is not good at teaching, and Yao Chunhe often takes over the test papers, and more and more students write anonymous letters.

This trainee teacher just graduated from university, young and energetic.When Yao Chunhe came to take up the class with the test papers in his hands, his theory that "Xingyuan students' physical fitness is getting worse and worse, and sports and health are the capital of learning" directly confused Lao Yao, so he could only talk about it with the test papers in his arms. go home.

"It's not easy," Zheng Wenwu wiped away his sad tears. He has been a physical education class representative for half a semester, and today he finally has a sense of presence.

"Through the hard work of several generations, we have finally ushered in the physical education class under the sun." Huang He held the basketball and waved his hand in Ye Kong's direction, "Brother Kong, will you come to the class competition! site!"

"Where are you going?" The new physical education teacher walked over from the football gate whistling, "I have arranged interesting activities for you in class today."

When Huang He turned his head, he saw the well-developed biceps on the teacher's arm, and put his palms together in an instant.

Bless you, don't be a devil training for pulling up and building a perfect body.

The new official took office three fires, and the new teacher was full of motivation. Under the enthusiastic urging of the teacher, everyone lined up to report the number.

After finishing all the reports, Zheng Wenwu added himself, "The teachers are all here."

"Okay, I'll be here to teach you physical education from today onwards. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Yang. You can call me Teacher Yang. It's better to call me Brother Yang, so that you look younger."

Some people couldn't help whispering and laughing, their first impression of Brother Yang was pretty good.

"I heard from the sports representative that none of you had a good physical education class before," said Yang Ge, "I majored in sports games in college, so when we have classes in the future, I will often arrange for you to play various games. In terms of training your physical fitness."

"What game are you playing? It's not about throwing a handkerchief..."

"It's possible," Brother Yang said with a smile, "Throwing the handkerchief is a game that can train your reaction speed, but we won't play it today."

As he said that, Brother Yang took out a bundle of red straps from the nearby equipment room, "Today we will play with two people and three legs."

The teacher briefly explained the rules of the game, using the artificial turf in the middle as the competition distance, and laid a lot of army green cushions on the other end of the turf to prevent injuries caused by running too fast and failing to stop the car.

"Two people, you make up your own." Brother Yang handed out the straps, "One person's left foot is tied to the other's right foot. Those who are about the same height should put the shoulders together, and those who are much different should hug the waist. Get ready students go to the starting line and wait!"

Ye Kong tugged at the strap, "Do you want to tie the left or the right?"

Xia Ci: "It's fine, it depends on which leg you have."

Ye Kong squatted on the ground, Shu Er raised his head and smiled: "My three legs are flexible."

Xia Ci snorted and rolled his eyes at him.

"Stand on the left," Ye Kong said, "I'm used to you being on my left."

Speaking of which, Xia Ci also feels that Ye Kong is more used to standing on his right side, since the two of them became the same table, this position seems to have not changed.

After the straps were fastened, Xia Ci said: "When we call one later, let's step on the bound foot first, and when we call two, we will step on the other foot."

"Don't worry, it's just our tacit understanding, just run around," Ye Kong always has a unique tone of voice when he says this kind of fart, which sounds like he doesn't want to be spanked.

As he spoke, he embraced Xia Ci's shoulders, and after half a minute, he realized that something was wrong. Why didn't the hand that was supposed to be on his shoulder reach for so long?

Turning around, Xia Ci was looking at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to say: Brother, what do you mean?

Xia Ci is half a head shorter than Ye Kong, and his net height is 1.8 meters and there are three centimeters of difficulty. This is the consequence of never eating eggs.

"Wrong, wrong, I hit it off," Ye Kong slid his hand down and wrapped it around Xia Ci's waist.

For the convenience of running, Xia Ci took off his school uniform and only wore a thin long-sleeved sweater underneath.

With a light touch of your hand, you can feel the soft and sensual feeling of the opponent's waist.

Ye Kong's hands were a little at a loss.

"Hold the shoulders tightly, and hug the waist tightly!" To ensure the safety of the students, Brother Yang checked as he walked, and when he walked behind Ye Kong, he pushed his hands in, "Hug Be tight, or you will lose your balance easily."

Ye Kong gave a dry cough, and before he started running, his palms began to sweat.

"Be sure to keep the same frequency, stop and readjust when there is no tacit understanding, everyone be careful of collisions, pay attention to safety," Yang Ge raised his hand, "Everyone is in place!"

"run!"

With a command, a group of people on the starting line set off in a chaotic manner, some took the lead with a tacit understanding, and some fell to the ground as soon as they took a step.

There is also a team with an excellent mentality, putting shoulders on each other, walking slowly towards the finish line, sometimes pointing to the blue sky and white clouds, and sometimes admiring the green trees and red flowers...

"Brother Ci! Slow down!" Huang He dragged Zheng Wenwu forward and galloped forward. Because the height gap between the two was too large, even if they kept the same pace, it seemed very uncoordinated.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Huang He still had the leisure to look back, and saw that the rice bucket and Xiaopang were still struggling at the starting line, laughing so hard that they could hardly keep up with the pace.

Several teams were chasing after each other, and after running for a while, they had to stop and regroup, "Brothers cheer up and show our tacit understanding!"

After running for a few steps, someone shouted from behind: "Run! Hao Chengji and Zhou Huaizhi are catching up!"

"Slow down! The image is gone! There is a girl watching! I just did my hair today!"

"Need a fucking haircut! Give it to me!"

......

A group of teenagers ran wantonly on the playground, facing the wind, frivolous and flamboyant.

In the sun, there are laughter and shouts, and there is an irresistible youthful spirit that is about to overflow.

Several teams ran to the finish line at the same time. Xiong Fan opened his arms from behind and shouted: "Boss Huang, here I come!"

The cushions were stacked thickly, but not too long. Those who reached the finish line tried their best to lay down in the middle where there was no one left. Everyone crowded together and began to fight after disliking each other.

Ye Kong and Xia Ci were lying next to each other on the cushion, squinting their eyes half-closed to watch the flocks of birds flying by in the sky, the straps on their feet hadn't been untied yet, and their skin could feel each other's warmth through the fabric.

Very hot, very dry, along the throat all the way to the violently heaving heart.

pounding...

Brother Yang was afraid that everyone would have hypoglycemia in physical education class, so he specially prepared some candies and gave each of them one.

Peach flavored soda candies.

Put it in your mouth and take a sip, the sweet and sour peach flavor will fill your mouth, and there will be crackling bubbles.

Ye Kong felt that this candy was very similar to his current mood.

He raised his hand and looked at the torn packaging of this candy——

There are no other fancy icons, and only a few pink Q-shaped characters are printed in the center of the bag: the feeling of first love.

The author has something to say: Ye Kong: I have to confess my confession quickly, don't let others take the opportunity!

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