167 picking

The players on both sides looked at each other and smiled, followed by a burst of applause, Wei Gospel looked at the young people who laughed like a full moon and sweated like rain on the field, and sighed in his heart, I hope they will always be as bright as pop.

After lunch, Wei Gospel went straight back to the classroom from the cafeteria, finished writing the homework arranged by the teacher, flipped through the reference books when he encountered something he didn't understand, and his eyelids fought, and a burst of drowsiness hit, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he fell asleep on the table with his arms on his pillow.

I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly felt someone shaking my arm, Wei Gospel woke up in a daze, and said, "Have you gone to class?"

A voice hurriedly said: "It's not class yet, don't sleep, 100,000 is in a hurry."

Wei Gospel got up and rubbed his eyes, only to see Dong Shaobo frowning, like a wronged little daughter-in-law, with teary eyes, looking at her condescendingly.

Wei Gospel felt funny and said, "What's the matter, did anyone bully you?"

Dong Shaobo faced her, straddled the stool, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and said, "My finger accidentally pierced a stick, it hurts me to death, help me pick out the stick."

Wei Gospel was stunned for a moment, took his hand, and looked carefully, sure enough, a black foreign body the size of a needle tip was pierced under the pink skin of the tip of his right index finger, which was visible to the naked eye, and it didn't hurt too much if he didn't touch it.

Wei Fuxin looked at his pair of thin white and tender hands, even the girls were ashamed of themselves, and couldn't help laughing: "Does it hurt so much, manly man, can't you stand this pain?"

If it was in the past, Dong Shaobo would definitely have a good theory with her, and now the business is important, and he said with a bitter face: "My little aunt, don't be sarcastic about me, hurry up and help me pick out the thorns, ten fingers, which finger is not pierced but pierced in the right hand, now I can't even hold the pen."

Wei Gospel likes to see his nervous and helpless expression, looking at her with a face that charms all beings, and his tone is coquettish, as if he is coquettish with her, holding his stomach and laughing.

Dong Shaobo didn't speak, stared at her with his eyes, and Wei Gospel gradually put away the unbridled smile on his face, and couldn't help but purse his lips and said: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I don't have malicious intentions, it's just hahahahaha......"

Dong Shaobo retracted his hand, Wei Gospel restrained his expression, grabbed his half-retracted hand, fiddled back and forth, and said obediently: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, didn't people laugh at you, anyway, your hand is really good-looking, better than a girl's, by the way, how did this and the sign get into your hand."

Dong Shaobo sighed and said: "Isn't it our group's turn to clean the outside at noon today, I will sweep the floor with a broom, who knows, I felt a piercing pain in my fingertips while sweeping, and when I raised my hand, it turned out that the barbs on the broom were pierced into my fingers."

The school is divided according to the region, each class is divided into the scope of cleaning, each group is responsible for the day's cleaning work, autumn is coming, the fallen leaves are flying, they finally have a reason to come out to relax, the fallen leaves are not difficult to sweep, the area assigned to each class by the school is not large, along the tree-lined path of the girls' dormitory, from south to north less than a hundred meters, ten students can drag and sweep for two hours, if the Great Wall is built at this speed, it will have been pulled out by Qin Shi Huang and killed.

Wei Gospel shook his head, in fact, the current students, regardless of whether they are rural or urban, almost all of them are not divided into grains, their bodies are not diligent, and most of them are baby bumps in the palms of their parents, and most of them don't know how to do housework.

Hearing Dong Shaobo say this, Wei Gospel looked at his pitiful appearance and said: "I really admire the five-body throwing to the ground that you admire, you can stick in to sign every floor, what do you think when you sweep the floor, you are so restless."

The corners of Dong Shaobo's mouth twitched, his face was full of grievances, and he said: "What you admire is too insincere, help me pick out the stick, it happens to be the hand holding the pen, it hurts."

Wei Gospel spread his hands and said, "I can't help it, what to choose, my mother used to help me pick it, and I don't have a needle."

As soon as Dong Shaobo heard that there was a play, he immediately turned sideways, touched the drawer with his left hand, turned his head to face her, spread out his palm, and said, "I have a needle."

Wei Gospel coughed lightly, and saw a small ball of thread appear in his palm, and there were two embroidery needles inserted on the ball, and said strangely: "You boys are really ...... Is...... I can't even think of words to describe it, there are little combs and small mirrors in the drawers, and they are more delicate than us girls, and I won't be surprised if you pull a pair of earrings out of the drawer one day. ”

Dong Shaobo bared his teeth and smiled: "I want earrings to do anything, and I don't have ear piercings."

Wei Gospel took the thread ball in his hand, this time there was no way to shirk it, there was a very thin needle inserted in the black thread ball, and he slowly pulled the needle out of the thread ball.

Said solemnly: "That, I'm going to pierce." "I don't know where Dong Shaobo got the information about her.

Wei Gospel held the tip of the needle with two fingers, and cautiously approached Dong Shaobo's fingers, when the needle tip just touched his skin, Dong Shaobo's hand quickly withdrew inward, looking at the needle tip in Wei Gospel's hand in horror, looking very vigilant, an ominous premonition arose, his face was flushed, and he trembled and said: "Will you pick a stick, does it hurt!"

Wei Gospel's hand trembled more than him, and he hesitated: "I don't pick a stick, but my mother picked it for me to tie a stick, you can rest assured, although I haven't picked it, but I have the experience of being picked, you can rest assured, it doesn't hurt much, it's like being bitten by a mosquito, and the kung fu stick you close your eyes will be picked out, if you are really afraid, close your eyes, and it won't hurt if you can't see."

Dong Shaobo felt that although she said nonsense, it still played a certain role in appeasing, and asked over and over again: "Does it really hurt?"

Wei Gospel nodded and affirmed: "Don't worry, it really doesn't hurt."

Dong Shaobo confirmed again and again, relieved a lot, didn't close his eyes, stretched out his finger in front of Wei Gospel, and said, "You can help me pick out the thorns."

Wei Gospel held Dong Shaobo's right hand with one hand, and held the needle tremblingly with the other, when the words came out, she had no score in her heart, raised her eyes and glanced at Dong Shaobo cautiously, he was looking at her with a blank eye, full of expectation, Wei Gospel forcibly swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "That, it may hurt a little, you bear with it a little, I have no experience."

Dong Shaobo didn't say a lot of nonsense this time, but tilted his head and said lightly: "It's okay, just pick it, I can bear it."

Wei Gospel took a deep breath, stared at the thorns under the skin of his fingertips, closed his eyes, and stabbed in, only to hear Dong Shaobo's "ah" scream, and almost jumped up from the stool.

"You, you, it hurts, it hurts."

He pulled back his fingers violently, and shook them up and down continuously, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous tongue beast, gritted his teeth in pain, was silent for a moment, and asked: "Didn't you say it didn't hurt, didn't you say that it was just like a mosquito bite, why did it hurt so much, it hurt me to death."

Wei Gospel also jumped up from the stool, a little guilty, with tears in his eyes, and said angrily: "I said that I won't pick a stick, it was you who begged Bai Lai Fei to ask me to help pick it, didn't you say that you weren't afraid of pain, why did you shout again, I was kind enough to pick a sign for you, but you didn't appreciate it, and blamed me, okay, I won't pick it for you, you find someone else, be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, you find someone else."

Dong Shaobo was dumbfounded when he saw it, his hands didn't shake, he was speechless for a while, and then comforted her in turn: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I didn't blame you, you said it didn't hurt, I thought it didn't hurt, I wasn't prepared just now, who can I go to, my popularity is not good, you can help me pick it, this time I promise not to shout."

Wei Gospel hesitated for a moment, refused to start, looked at the small dot in his hand, and said, "Otherwise, you should find someone else, I can't."

Dong Shaobo couldn't help but want to laugh, stretched out his finger, and said: "I'm a patient, and my patient doesn't think you're a clumsy doctor, so don't give up, hurry up, it's going to be class if you rub it any longer, do you want me to drag this crippled finger to class?"

Wei Gospel slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly: "Okay then, you bear with me."

Dong Shaobo nodded, with an indescribable expression on his face, stretched his finger back in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "Come on."

Wei Gospel was much more careful this time than just now, his eyes widened, his left hand pinched the tip of Dong Shaobo's index finger, the fingertip was pinched white by her, blocking the blood flow, and gently pierced it along the place where the tip of the needle pierced just now, Dong Shaobo's fingers trembled slightly, maybe thinking of the scene just now, I feel that it is better to wronged myself, after all, it is difficult to raise a woman and a villain, and it is not impossible to offend Wei Gospel again, with her personality, I am afraid that it is not impossible to throw the patient aside halfway through the operation.

Wei Gospel has some experience this time, while testing the tip of the needle into the fingertips, although the thorn is not big, it is very deep, straight into the flesh, Wei Gospel tried to peel off the top layer of epidermis, and use his nails to pull out the thorns, which can also reduce some pain, but she tried a few times, her forehead was soaked with dense beads of sweat, and the thorn was still firmly left in the flesh, and she tried several times without success, Wei Gospel had to use the most stupid method to continue to peel off the skin around the skewer with a needle, and while peeling off, he asked thoughtfully: "Does it hurt?"

Dong Shaobo said tremblingly: "It doesn't hurt."

The mouth said that it didn't hurt, but the body was very honest, the brows were tightly locked, the fingers trembled slightly, and they wanted to retract, but they had to stretch out tremblingly.

Wei Gospel couldn't even grasp his hand, his hand trembled, his own hand also trembled, and he said helplessly: "Don't move around, okay, as soon as you move, my hand will tremble, my hand will shake, I will not be able to hold the needle, if the needle is not good, I will pick randomly, if I pick badly, I may break the tendons in your hand, if your hand is crippled, don't blame me."

Hearing her words, Dong Shaobo was stunned at first, his eyes widened, he didn't move obediently, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't move, Wei Gospel smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, it doesn't hurt much, not to mention what is the manly husband afraid of this pain, think about Qiu Shaoyun and Huang Jiguang, what is your pain."

Dong Shaobo coughed lightly and sighed, "You are really not a clever doctor."

Wei Gospel glanced at him and said, "You are not an obedient patient either."

At this moment, Li Fang walked into the classroom with a heavy broom on his shoulder, and several students who followed him also walked in one after another, threw the tools in their hands behind the door, and returned to their seats without a sound.

Li Fang patted Dong Shaobo's shoulder, signaling to let him in first, Dong Shaobo raised his right hand, and moved the stool with difficulty with his left hand, leaving a gap for Li Fang, Li Fang glanced at the two of them, and saw Wei Gospel's panicked expression, Dong Shaobo's right hand fingers were bloody and blurred, his skin was open, his brows were furrowed, and he was puzzled, and asked casually: "What's going on?"

Wei Gospel didn't bother to look up at him, and explained: "Dong Shaobo has a stick in his hand, and I'm helping him pick it."

Li Fang looked at Dong Shaobo's bloody fingers, and said with a smile: "Do you have to do such a big operation to take root and pick up?"

Wei Gospel replied seriously: "The stick is too deep, and I can't figure it out, so I have to peel off the skin around the stick, I'm afraid I can pick out the stick, the stick has already appeared, and it will be picked out in a while."

Li Fang couldn't help laughing, he fell on the table and didn't say much, and let the two of them get there.

Suddenly, Wei Gospel's movements in his hand froze, put down the needle in his hand, and froze suddenly, looking at Dong Shaobo with stunned eyes.

Dong Shaobo endured the severe pain, I don't know why, he looked at her in a daze, and saw that he endured the pain very hard, gritted his teeth and said: "I picked half of it, why don't you pick it."

Wei Gospel raised his eyes and looked ahead, and whispered, "It's class."

Li Fang finally couldn't help it, slapped the table with both hands, and burst into a burst of heartbroken laughter.