Going to school seems to be a very boring thing, but Zheng Mao, who has experienced a lot of climbing, found that it is best to be boring. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info different from Xu Yun's self-love and self-pity, he is very happy and enjoys it.

When the sky was bright, I got up, and then went to the green square in advance, waiting for Xu Yun, who had sleepy eyes every time.

Classes and classes, lunch and dinner, waking up from a dream, it's as simple as that.

Fortunately, he found two hundred yuan in the master bedroom of his parents. Even though I paid for the meals at school, the food was hard to swallow.

It's not pampered, didn't he eat in the cafeteria before?

Maybe when you are a child, you are very easy to be satisfied, as long as it is food, you think it is very good. However, now I have more contact with this kind of boiled vegetables and the same wax - if you can avoid it, you can avoid it.

In the morning, make a breakfast with noodles and eggs, or frozen dumplings in the refrigerator.

Then fry two dishes casually and put them in an insulated box, the quality of the things is very good now, and the temperature is still very fresh at noon. This act of bringing his own lunch made Xu Yun follow suit, and he didn't run home to take a lunch break again.

Maybe it was the last time she slept with a pillow at Zheng Mao's house, which made her feel very comfortable, and she brought two pillows over.

After Zheng Mao refused her kindness, he brought one to cushion his butt and one to use to cushion his arm. I slept in the dark, and I didn't realize anything after a few bells. Even in Nanzhou Middle School, it brought a wave of pillows.

It was so dull, the days passed day by day, and three days and nights passed in a flash.

On the quiet campus, the bell rang suddenly at the end of the lunch break.

Zheng Mao rubbed his eyes, closed the book, and put the few texts on the table into the drawer.

There are still a few people who live nearby, so at a glance, they look down. Only a few people were awakened by the ringing, and Shang Zi looked up in a daze.

The management of Beizhou Middle School is very strict. They are especially in this kind of special class, and the learning intensity is very high, and they basically belong to the kind of people who want to call their parents if they disagree. Of course, Xu Yun is a special exception.

However, having said that, Zheng Mao felt that his energy was getting more and more sufficient, and at the end of the day, even if he didn't take a lunch break, he was still full of energy.

An obscure thousand-character classical text, after reading it carefully a few times, can be memorized completely. It's still the kind that understands well. Although it is not such an exaggeration as not forgetting it, and it may be faintly forgotten if you don't contact it for a long time, it is amazing enough.

Look ahead.

Xu Yun's slender neck was tied with a white suspender, and her back was undulating in an orderly manner.

's very green back, and the wide blue school uniform also obscured the silhouette of his figure, but just looking at it like this, Zheng Mao was a little stupid.

Until the sissy Chen Hanliang stood up, pushed away the chair, and stretched a big lazy waist. A series of movements brought Zheng Mao back to his senses.

Strange,He suspects that he has a habit of lolicon.。

Maybe it's possible, because she's Xu Yun.

Glancing at the class schedule on the blackboard, Zheng Mao hurriedly patted Xu Yun's shoulder in front of him: "Hurry up, it's Thursday today, the first period in the afternoon is physical education!" ”

"Physical education class!"

Like a cat's fried hair, Xu Yun straightened up instantly, looked at Zheng Mao with eyes that couldn't be opened, and there was still a flush on his right cheek that was pressed against his arm, and he whispered in a daze: "I want to play volleyball." ”

Zheng Mao held his forehead, if he had a camera, he really wanted to take pictures of this scene.

Let her see what it is like now in a few years.

……

After the lunch break, Zheng Mao habitually went to the bathroom.

Now the bell for the end of lunch break has just rang, and there is no one in the hallway, only a teacher hurriedly walks into the office.

Today the sun is not much, just right, and it is very comfortable to bask on people's bodies, a warm feeling.

Zheng Mao couldn't help but stop, closed his eyes slightly, and raised his head to the sky. The sun shone on his eyelids, and the excessive dryness and discomfort of his eyes were instantly relieved.

After a comfortable moment, at the end of the corridor, and then around the corner, there is the bathroom.

But I saw a tall back, standing in front of the door of the women's bathroom, as if he was looking at something.

Of course, the doors are tightly closed. It's not a pervert with voyeurism.,Judging from the back.,The head of the middle-aged student.,It should be a girl.。

Because the two doors are opposite, Zheng Mao walked in and found out.

I don't know who it is, but on the walls next to the doors of the men's and women's bathrooms on both sides, there are A4 papers full of talent.

One of them is the waterfall pavilion.

The second is to listen to Yuxuan.

It is written with a marker, the handwriting is twisted and crooked, and it is written in cursive. It's not very neatly pasted either.

Thinking about its meaning, Zheng Mao couldn't help but laugh for a while.

Hearing the sound, the back turned around, saw Zheng Mao, and was stunned for a long time. His lips moved, and he pretended to be serious: "Really, I don't know who is so boring!" ”

"yes." Zheng Mao nodded noncommittally.

Looking at Zheng Mao's disapproving expression, she was a little flustered for some reason, and said incoherently: "Do you know who did it?" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Mao was speechless.

He put on a look like he didn't talk deeply, you are a little girl, you are a thin-skinned age, what embarrassment do you have to find yourself?

Said helplessly: "I'm a newcomer." ”

"I just came, too!"

Tearing down Tingyuxuan with her backhand, she turned her head and pushed open the door of the women's bathroom, and said as she walked out in a hurry: "I didn't post it, don't talk nonsense to others." ”

"Of course, I know the squad leader isn't so boring." Zheng Mao also followed suit and tore off the waterfall pavilion.

Really, adolescence, is it easy to think so much?

I didn't suspect anything, but if it was another person, seeing her red neck and earlobes, I was afraid that it would be her if it wasn't her.

Forget it, just don't see it.

Zheng Mao pushed open the door, but found that there were three people inside, covering their mouths and snickering, and they were full of accomplishment or holding cigarettes in their hands or in their mouths.

"Look, I said that voice sounds like Zheng Lao'er."

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect the squad leader to come."

There was also a suppressed voice and said, "I just came, I didn't post it!" Don't talk nonsense to others. ”

"Haha! It's so funny. ”

Among these people, there are two who are often criticized by the head teacher as mud that can't support the wall.

Of course, it's still pretty top-notch in an ordinary class.

Good grades don't have to be well-behaved.

Just like Xu Yun, poor grades do not necessarily mean that you can't go to the special class.

They looked like they were sophisticated, stood at the window, took a puff, and then spit out the smoke. I guess I'm afraid that some teacher will suddenly rush in to make a surprise attack and catch one, that is, the rhythm of calling parents.

For some reason, Zheng Mao looked at their appearance, and he was really anxious for their parents.

"Did you tear the paper off the wall next to the door?" Xu Xin laughed and glanced at the paper ball in Zheng Mao's hand.

Zheng Mao's face was very natural and he threw it into the pit and said, "The squad leader wants me to tear it up." ”

"Funny, isn't it?"

"One point," Zheng Mao fastened his belt after the waterfall poured down, and stretched out his hand, "Bring me one." ”

Xu Xin's face was suddenly full of surprise, and said, "You still smoke?" ”

Thinking about what they had called him before, Zheng Mao smiled and said, "Why, the second child can't smoke in ten thousand years?" ”

He and the bastard in the class have never said a few words, and it can be regarded as unprecedented at the moment. It's not about the same, I just think these people are funny.

The school uniform pants are very wide, unlike jeans, which can be squeezed out of anything you put in, and you can't see it when you stuff two packs of cigarettes. Xu Xin took out one from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zheng Mao: "If you are caught, don't blame me." ”

Laugh at it.

"Have you smoked before?" Seeing that Zheng Mao just sucked it in his mouth and spit it out, Xu Xin asked.

Hearing this, Zheng Mao didn't speak, but took a deep puff on the cigarette holder.

The flame of the cigarette butt went from dim to intense, and it seemed that it could not be worse, Zheng Mao raised his head. The throat stirred, and a series of smoke rings came out of the mouth, rising higher and higher, from small to large, and finally scattered in the air.

"Damn, Zheng Mao, you don't leak it!"

Xu Xin was stunned and was about to exhale, when the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Of course, several people were very responsive.

Xu Xinshou hurriedly waved the smoke in the air, threw the cigarette butt into the pit, and turned around to see Zheng Mao pulling his pants calmly, as if he had just finished the toilet.

No matter how you look at it, it's more like a veteran than him.

The person who came was a student from another class, and when he saw several people inside, he had a ghost look on his face, and he was puzzled. But because I wasn't familiar with it, I didn't ask much.

"It's a break in the afternoon, Wang Di, it's your turn to stand guard this time."

"Okay," Wang Di swallowed, turned his head to Zheng Mao before opening the door, and said, "Every time I have a parent-teacher meeting, my mother wants me to learn from you." I didn't expect it, I never thought ......"

Xu Xin laughed, took out the cigarette case directly from his pocket, opened it, distributed it to the little friend next to him, and then took one in his own mouth, and said to Zheng Mao: "Do you still want it?" ”

It was a place where people came and went, and the bathroom door opened and closed, because someone was watching outside, Xu Xin and they didn't panic.

Suddenly, a person saw Zheng Mao taking the cigarette and said in surprise: "Zheng Mao, you still smoke?" ”

"Can't you smoke it?"

Xu Xin heard something similar to what he said earlier, so he spoke first.

It was indeed a stinky young man who came, Zheng Mao glanced at the other party, ignored it, put the cigarette in his pocket, and said, "Keep this one first." ”

"Classmate Xu, you still have to smoke a little less, it will hurt your body." Zheng Mao patted Xu Xin's shoulder, turned around and walked forward, passing by the visitor.

Zheng Mao's actions made Xu Xin stunned, and he was about to speak, but he saw someone pointing at Zheng Mao's back and shouting: "Hey! Be careful, I tell Mr. Xu! ”

After a pause in the action of pulling the door, Zheng Mao didn't reply, and smiled: "Go ahead, something that even I don't believe in." ”

The door closed slightly, and there was a "creak".

"That's it!" Xu Xin took out a lighter, poked out his thumb and pressed it down. Swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, his slightly immature face was full of disdain: "Feng Ke, your first grade is amazing!" If Lao Xu believes that Zheng Mao smokes, I will chop the eggs to you! ”

Falco didn't answer, but his face fell, and the young man didn't have a gloomy face, but walked to the urinal very unhappily.

And Zheng Mao was at the sink outside, turned on the faucet, and muttered to himself in a commotion: "It's really, it's still so annoying in my memory." It's not good to be nice in my youth. ”

"Zheng Mao, can you teach me how to spit out smoke rings?" When Wang Di saw Zheng Mao, he immediately came up and looked excited.

"Let's get back to it."

Zheng Mao turned around and went back to the classroom, and when he passed the corner, he said: "As a representative of the physical education class, I still have to remind you not to be late." ”