After wearing a book, it is difficult to escape the law of true fragrance

The next day, when Bian Cong woke up, he cared for his butt first.

Last night, Fu Chenyan's damn bastard threw him to the ground, and his ass was torn apart.

But Bian never suffered a loss, he bit him several times, his mouth was neither serious nor severe, I don't know how many teeth marks there are on Fu Chenyan's neck now.

Relying on the fact that he drank wine last night, he jumped at Fu Chenyan. If it was when he was not drinking, he really wouldn't dare.

true

Alcoholic and cowardly!

This weekend, after washing up and having a simple breakfast, I went back upstairs to do my homework.

There isn't much homework on weekends, and it's all about the second year of high school. It doesn't take too much time for him, a relegated senior high school student, to do it easily.

The time of concentration passed very quickly, and it was noon soon. Biancong flipped through the test papers in hand, and found that except for the Chinese test papers that he didn't bring home, everything else was finished.

Stretched, went downstairs to eat.

After lunch, Bian Cong was about to go upstairs, when Bian's father stopped him, and Bian's father said mysteriously: "Son, come with Dad, Dad has a surprise for you."

"what?"

Bian Cong was stunned for a second, then glanced at Song Wan who also had a mysterious expression on his face.

"Why stand there stupidly, go and have a look."

"What surprise?"

Curious from the bottom of his heart, Bian followed Dad Bian out.

"Come on, son," Bian's father put his arm around Bian Cong's shoulder and patted him, "Look at what good things Dad bought for you."

While following his line of sight, I saw a brand new bicycle parked in the shed, black and red, and it looked very cool.

Bian Cong's eyes lit up immediately, "Dad, what is this?"

"Surprised or not?" Dad Bian smiled, "My mother and I saw that your bicycle was a bit old and the brakes didn't work well, so we simply replaced it with a new one for you. Go and have a look. See if you like it."

It would be a lie to say that he was unhappy, Bian Cong had long wanted to get rid of that bicycle with foot brakes.

Take a look at this car, both its color scheme and appearance are in line with his social brother's temperament.

While touching the handlebars, I couldn't move my eyes.

"How about son, do you like it?"

Bian Cong nodded, "I like it, I like it so much."

But while I like it, Bian Cong is a little tangled.Looking at the structure of this car, the price should not be low.

"Dad," Bian Cong walked back, "How much is this car?"

Father Bian replied, "Not much money."

"Is it expensive?" Bian Cong wanted to ask clearly.

"Not expensive," Bian's father patted Biancong on the back, "What's more expensive, as long as my son likes it, he can afford anything no matter how expensive it is."

Bian suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

It turns out that having parents hurt is such a feeling.

very nice.

"Dad, thank you." Bian Cong's eyes were sour, and he wanted to cry.

"Why are you so polite all of a sudden, son," said Dad Bian with a smile, "Let's go, let's go into the house."

On Sunday afternoon, the sun was just right, and I was lying on the bed reading a book after washing my school uniform.

Looking at it, he suddenly remembered that he still had a review that he hadn't written yet.

Almost delayed the big event.

Bian Cong got up all of a sudden, and sat back at the desk again.

Review review, how to write this stuff.

As an excellent three-good student, Bian Cong has never dealt with this thing. Although he has heard a lot of it in meetings before, it is completely different from reading in public.

And in front of so many people.

All teachers and students.

God!It's embarrassing to think about it.

"Hey!" Bian Cong sighed, and took a piece of A4 paper.

Pulling off the cap of the pen, first wrote two big words of review in the center.

Then......

There's no after that.

I don't know how to write at all!

After struggling for 10 minutes, Bian Cong finally pinned his hope on the almighty Internet.

He reached for the mobile phone on the bed, and opened the search engine accurately.

Start searching.

[Encyclopedia of high school student review books]

[How to write a review letter for being late for school]

[I reflect on the review group, 300 words]

【Review Template】

[Review letter with a sincere attitude of admitting mistakes]

It is indeed the greatest invention of the 21st century. While looking through it, he found a lot of reviews in a short time. He pieced it together, added some sincere confession of his mistakes, and within half an hour, a fresh review was born.

It's not too difficult, I threw away my pen, leaned on the chair and picked up the only review of my life to appreciate it carefully.

Look at this language, look at this realm of thought, and look at this attitude.

Just ask someone!

Who dares to blame him!

Whoever saw it wouldn't say it was good!

But why do I always feel that something is missing.

Seeing the end from all the way, I was even more sure of my own thoughts.

It seems that something is really missing, what is missing?

He rested his chin and thought for a while.

I see!

Lack of Fu Chenyan!

How could there be such a great moment of reading the review in public without such a good friend as Fu Chenyan? Besides, it was thanks to Fu Chenyan that I was able to write this review.

So it is natural to share this honor with him.

A smirk curled up from the corner of his mouth.He picked up his pen and added another paragraph at the end.

The morning in mid-September was getting colder and colder, so I simply packed up after getting up, took my schoolbag and went downstairs to eat.

After breakfast, I went to school by bike.

This time, he didn't get stuck in class like before, and Bian Cong arrived at the classroom just after seven o'clock.

Perhaps because of Monday, everyone was still in bed, and there were not many people in the classroom.

Bian Cong sat down, found the Chinese test paper that he forgot to take, and prepared to write it.

Ten minutes later, the number of people in the classroom gradually increased.

Bian Cong wrote seriously, without looking up.

At this time, there was the sound of a stool moving beside him, and then a scent mixed with mint rushed into his nose.

Fu Chenyan is here.

You can smell it by smelling it.

Fu Chenyan had a very faint mint smell on his body, I don't know if it was the perfume he sprayed or the smell from his clothes.

It's cool and cool, smells good.

From then on, he stopped writing and looked up at him.

The tips of her hair are a little wet, her eyes are full of sleepiness, and her expression looks a little annoyed.

Bian Cong guessed that this guy must have been woken up by the alarm clock, and then he simply punched his face and came.

Fu Chenyan stuffed his schoolbag into the hole in the table, took out the papers and textbooks, put them on the table, and then got down on the ground.

"..."

While continuing to write papers.

After another 10 minutes or so, Brother Feng came and shouted to raise the flag.

While standing up and walking out, he glanced at Fu Chenyan, this guy was still sleeping.

Out of kindness, Bian Cong called out to him, "Hey, the flag has been raised."

Fu Chenyan didn't move.

Bian Cong kicked his stool, "The flag has been raised."

Fu Chenyan moved his fingers on the table, then he raised his head and glanced at the side.

"Mad dog."

After saying this sentence, the person left.

Bian Cong didn't react for a while, and thought you were a fucking idiot, I told you to raise the flag and you fucking scolded me?

Mad dog?

I think you are a fucking mad dog!

In the early morning, I was full of sulking, and walked out of the classroom to line up under the teaching building.

He is tall and stands back consciously.

Fu Chenyan had arrived a long time ago, standing at the end of the line, walking past him, standing in front of him on purpose.

I'm mad at you!

Pharaoh!

After all the class members arrived, the sports committee led them to the position where the flag was raised.

The place where the flag is raised is on the square of the complex building. It is a very large place that can accommodate everyone in the first, second, and third grades.

This is not important, the important thing is that Bian Cong will stand here and read the review in front of everyone in the school.

so many people.

Suddenly I panicked a little.

The flag-raising ceremony is over, and the leaders have finished their speeches.

It's time for the side to play.

"The following is the review time for Bian Cong, a class [-] and [-] student in high school. This student was late last week for no reason and did not admit his mistakes. He has a bad attitude. He must review and reflect in front of the teachers and students of the whole school."

This was said by the director who arrested him that day.

"By the way, classmates, come up."

"..."

Calling names in public is fucking embarrassing.

Bian Cong clenched his fists and prepared to go on stage to accept the baptism of his soul.

As soon as he took the first step, the man behind laughed.

side from the back.

Fu Chenyan was looking down at him, looking particularly in need of a beating.

Laugh, right, okay, you laugh.

You laugh and I laugh too, Bian Cong laughed too, and whispered to him, "You fucking wait for me!"

After saying this, Bian Cong went on stage.

Shame on you.

Anyway, the one surnamed Fu will throw it away with me!

Walking to the highest point, while preparing the written review, he glanced at it casually and put it away.

It's only when you leave the manuscript that you appear sincere.

"Good morning, teachers and students. I am the side follower of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. In view of my serious violation of discipline last week, I am now conducting a deep review here."

"First, I shouldn't be late for school. As a student, the first thing I need to do is to be on time for class..."

Bian Cong babbled for a long time.

The students under the flag-raising stage are not used to seeing it. After all, there will be people who conduct self-criticism every week, and what they say is not bad.

So everyone is not interested in listening to it at all, and they are all busy with their own things.

Those who dozed off while standing, those who chatted secretly, those who took out a small book from their pockets and memorized words in a low voice...

Even the leaders and teachers sitting next to them couldn't sit still.

They looked at their watches for a while, and flipped through the manuscripts in their hands for a while.

Another 5 minutes passed.

Bian Cong is still self-criticizing, he is reflecting on how he feels sorry for his teacher, school, and parents.

"..."

The director really couldn't stand listening to it anymore, but he couldn't go straight away, because this was a self-criticism written by him, and no matter how long it was, he had to listen to it.

Finally, after a half-hour review, Biancong finally started and ended.

"Finally, in my future study and life, in addition to helping myself correct my bad study habits, I also need to help other students, especially my classmate Fu Chenyan..."

Being called suddenly, Fu Chenyan was stunned for a second, then looked up.

"I will definitely use the spirit of good mutual help between my deskmates to help Fu Chenyan to correct problems of being late for school, leaving early for class, playing with mobile phones in class, sleeping in class, and puppy love..."

puff-

Fu Chenyan could already hear someone laughing in the class.

Jiang Hao'an, who was standing in front of him, couldn't help turning his head and said, "Xue Ba, you and Brother Bian really love each other."

Fu Chenyan: "..."

"I hope that through my personal efforts and the efforts of the entire class, I can help Fu Chenyan get rid of bad habits and get into an ideal university. Thank you everyone."

From this review, those who didn't know thought it was listing Fu Chenyan's crimes.

Although it was originally.

But the leader doesn't think so, everyone just thinks that Bian Cong has a deep reflection, a serious attitude, and is a good deskmate who is willing to help others.

The flag-raising ceremony is over, and the review is also over.

On the way back leading the team, Bian Cong took a special look at Fu Chenyan, seeing that his face was turning green with anger, Bian Cong was instantly happy, wishing he could dance a waltz of love on the spot.

It's fucking fun!

Fu Chenyan!You have today too! !

Hahahahaha! ! !

The first class in the morning was Miss Meili's class. Because it was Monday, the atmosphere in the class was extremely low.

Everyone bowed their heads, dozed off, and just after class, the class fell down.

During class break, Brother Feng came in with a happy face and brought a small red flag.

"Students and classmates, the little red flag of the new week's honor class is ours."

There was a silence under the podium.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep." Brother Feng clapped his hands.

Sparsely raised a few heads under the podium, responding to the applause.

"Wow, great, great."

After speaking, he lay down again.

"..."

"Okay, okay," Brother Feng sighed, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Monday morning recess is always time to catch up on sleep, he knew this, so he didn't call them anymore.

Brother Feng looked around the podium for the next week and found that there were still a few living people.

"Hey, Fu Chenyan, come here." Brother Feng waved to him.

Not knowing why, Fu Chenyan walked to the podium.

"You hang this award flag on the back wall," he said, and he handed him the tools. "This is a hammer and nails. You can find someone to help you later."

As soon as the voice fell, the side that went out to fetch water just came back.

"Hey, Bian Cong, it's just you," Brother Feng called him to come early rather than coincidentally.

Bian Cong was confused: "What's the matter?"

"Go and hang the honor of our class on the wall with Fu Chenyan."

Bian Cong glanced at Fu Chenyan, who was holding a hammer in his hand, with a grim expression on his face.

Bian Cong glared at him, and said in his heart, how dare you hit me!

After staring at him, Bian Cong said, "Oh, yes."

There is a simple folding ladder in the corner at the back of the classroom.

Fu Chenyan set up the ladder and took a look at the side.

"Why are you looking at me? Brother Feng told you to hang up!"

"..."

"Take it." Fu Chenyan handed him what was in his hand.

Bian Cong took it over, and still muttered, "Trouble."

"..."

Fu Chenyan climbed up the ladder and stood in place.

"Hammer." Fu Chenyan stretched out his hand.

Bian Cong handed it to him.

"nail."

Bian Cong handed him two.

The nail was small, and the two of them made a mistake and fell to the ground.

Bian Cong: "..."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"On purpose," Fu Chenyan stretched out his hand again, "Nails."

"You fucking..."

"Row!"

While squatting down, he lowered his head to pick it up, and while picking it up, he muttered, "You bastard, I'll stab you to death!"

"Nail." Fu Chenyan urged.

"Why are you urging, who told you not to hold it properly just now."

Bian picked one up near the legs of the ladder and handed it to him.

With two bangs, Fu Chenyan knocked into the wall.

"Flag." Fu Chenyan stretched out his hand again.

The other one was not found, and while lowering his head, he handed him the award flag with the other hand.

Fu Chenyan hung up the award flag and asked, "Is it right?"

side from looking up.

Because he was squatting, and Fu Chenyan stood taller. He was thin and his clothes were loose. There was a window next to him, and a gust of wind blew his clothes up.

So when Bian Cong looked up, he didn't see the little red flag, but he saw Fu Chenyan's well-defined abdominal muscles and two indescribable places.

"Really?" Fu Chenyan asked again.

Bian Cong was stunned for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled down unconsciously. He heard Fu Chenyan speak, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly.

So he subconsciously wanted to reply, but when he blurted out, he said, "I want to touch your abs."

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Xiao Fu: Just touch it?

Ha ha ha ha!Bian Congcong's death scene