Chapter 3 The fool and the escort

There are two more English classes in the back with a fifteen-minute break. The girls in the class went out to the toilet holding hands, while the boys either lay on the table to play games, or gathered a bunch of new comics in their hands.

Meng Ye didn't go anywhere, and looked at Zhuang Shao from time to time.

In other words, what kind of feed did this kid eat to grow up, he doesn't look strong, how can he jump so high...

He was still haunted by the name just now, so he touched Zhuang Shao with his folded leg: "Hey, why did you call me Xiao Ye just now, just because I'm shorter than you?"

"Because you are relatively small."

Meng Ye was dissatisfied: "How small am I?"

"You have a small face."

Meng Ye pouted and swayed his chair back and forth.

Zhuang Shao's words came from the sincerity. The first time he met, he noticed that Meng Ye's face was very small, probably the legendary slap face.

He suddenly laughed.

Meng Ye felt strange: "What are you laughing at?"

"I've heard that black makes you thinner," he said.

"?"

The two looked at each other, and Zhuang Shao said solemnly, "Those with dark skin are thin."

"...Get out." Meng Ye kicked the leg of his chair.

I'm a bit dark, but as for it, it's not that much.

People of the same age get to know each other very quickly, and a few words can tell the difference between the mood and the occasion. Meng Ye could see that, in fact, Zhuang Shao was not the kind of unsmiling person, and he had a good-looking smile, but he didn't know why he always smiled.

Zhuang Shao asked, "Do you know where the school office is?"

"I know, what are you doing."

"I want to wear the school uniform."

My body stinks, have never been so dirty in seventeen years of life, and if it goes on like this, there may be fleas.

He turned his face away: "And it's a little cold at night."

Meng Ye didn't understand what he said and led him enthusiastically: "Go!"

The two stepped out of the classroom, and the sun was shining brightly outside.

Like the dilapidated school gate, the teaching building of Yanling No. 1 Middle School is not new. There are more cracks in the wall than the wrinkles on the head teacher's face.

"Report." Zhuang Shao looked at the hut with only two long tables in front of him. It was hard to imagine that this was the office of the school affairs office. "I'm here to get the school uniform."

Meng Ye was waiting for him at the door. Turning his head, he was trying on the size of the clothes.

Zhuang Shao is tall and thin, but his back is not hunched. The blue and white school uniform of No. 1 Middle School directly raises him a notch.

Hey, people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

Meng Ye thought of the father who died early, whose physical condition was similar to his own. No wonder he gave birth to such a son as himself. Ms. You Ying, when you first picked your husband, why were you no longer strict? At least find someone who is 1.8 meters tall!

The teacher at the school office said: "A set of eighty, you can give me the money directly, and I will hand it over to the cashier for you."

Zhuang Shao has already closed the zipper.

He turned his body up and down but couldn't find the money. He asked Meng Ye, "Can you borrow me first and return it to you in the classroom."

There are not a few poor students like this in the school. There are several in their class alone. For example, Lu Xiaochuan's family is not rich. Meng Ye comforted him in turn: "What a big deal, I can do it another day."

The teacher was very happy after listening to it: "Meng Ye, what are you pretending to be, how much does your mother give you monthly living expenses? Save some money!"

"Mr. Qin, please don't hurt me." Meng Ye slapped some crumpled money on the table, "I still have subsidies for the track and field team."

"Can you run with your feet like that?"

Meng Ye smiled and said nothing.

After coming out, Zhuang Shao asked, "What's wrong with your feet?"

He jumped up and slammed the door frame, facing the naked body, and then turned around and smiled at Zhuang Shao: "It's spring loaded. Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you, where did you transfer from?"

"Linjiang."

"Fuck, big city."

Meng Ye had never been to that place, but he had heard of it, especially the Linda track and field team, there were many athletes with national names, that was his dream. But now it's impossible. Dreams and dreams can only be imagined in dreams.

"A place like Linjiang is not very good, it must be very good."

Zhuang Shao said: "It doesn't mean anything, it's just big."

So people who have no relatives and no reason seem very lonely.

"You're so boring."

Meng Ye felt that he was aloof, and he didn't want to tell him anything interesting. Maybe it was just people from big cities?

Back in the classroom, Zhuang Shao really paid the money back. He took out the wallet from the desk, Meng Ye glanced at it unintentionally, and saw a picture of a woman inside, very mature and beautiful.

"Your sister?"

Zhuang Shao closed the wallet and didn't speak. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "Are you going to study at night tonight? If you don't come to us, go out and I'll invite you to dinner."

Meng Ye was shocked. He was used to skipping classes, but Zhuang Shao...however he didn't look like that person.

"Didn't Lao Jiang say that your grades are particularly outstanding, and the top students are also skipping classes."

"Don't say a word."

"go!"

At dinner time, the two split up to avoid being too ostentatious. Zhuang Shao went out from the school gate, turned two corners according to the road pointed by Meng Ye, and walked under a big banyan tree.

While waiting, glanced at phone and saw several missed calls and text messages.

"How did your aunt Liu say she didn't see you, people?"

"Be obedient son, go meet your Aunt Liu, and then live in the school dormitory, so that we can rest assured."

"You don't say hello and don't return a single phone call. Do you want your mother to worry about death? You'll be 18 years old soon, so you should learn to be sensible."

Not long after putting away the phone, someone slapped him on the shoulder.

Meng Ye suddenly appeared behind him: "What are you thinking, you didn't hear me. Huh? What happened to your face, who hired you?"

Zhuang Shao leaned against the tree and regained his indifferent expression: "Where did you come from, I have been looking at the school gate."

"It fell off the wall!"

"..."

He looked back, the wall behind him was at least two meters.

"The guard knows me, and then Lao Jiang will punish me again." Meng Ye embraced his neck cheerfully, "Let's go to eat, I'm starving to death."

After half a block, Zhuang Shao couldn't stand the heat, so he had to take his hand away. But it didn't take long for Meng Ye to catch up again, and it was tighter than before.

Zhuang Shaozhen had never made such a friend in the past seventeen years. The high school and junior high school he was in before were a bunch of rich kids. They either formed gangs or disliked each other. There were very few people who were like the little sun who went straight to each other.

There are many small restaurants along the road, but the sanitary conditions are average. Meng Ye proposed to eat hamburgers, but Zhuang Shao insisted on walking into a restaurant that ordered stir-fried vegetables and asked for two bottles of beer.

"You, you, you want to drink!" Meng Ye was stunned.

Even though he looks like a bad boy, in fact, he is usually under the control of his mother and sister at home, and he works hard all day at school, so there is no chance of rebellion at all.

Zhuang Shao raised his eyes, his eyes were inexplicably deep: "Do you want to drink? I'll treat you."

Meng Ye swallowed his saliva.

It's weird, this new roommate is weird. He looks like a good student, but when he does things he is deviant, skipping classes, drinking without blinking his eyes.

"Good rush!"

The beer was foaming in the glass, and the two seventeen-year-old boys were fighting against each other, secretly competing with each other. However, Meng Ye was obviously not Zhuang Shao's opponent, and his face turned red after only two cups.

"Two more bottles?"

"Come on!"

He licked his lips, ran out to the boss to ask for wine, and came back with his school uniform tied around his waist. Zhuang Shao glanced at him and asked, "Why did you take off your clothes, it's hot?"

The store has air conditioning on.

"Where," he murmured guiltily, looking away, "I'm afraid the boss won't sell alcohol to students."

Zhuang Shao lowered his head and smiled: "Stupid."

"Hey! I heard you!" Meng Ye gave him a push and couldn't help laughing with him, "You're an idiot, and whoever scolds me is an idiot."

Zhuang Shao's alcohol was on it: "Boss, bottle opener!"

"Calling you uncle!" the boss shouted, "come here!"

That gesture was a bit like a gangster brother.

The two of them shrank their necks together, and in each other's eyes it was called a coward. This time Meng Ye laughed first: "Stupid."

Zhuang Shao said, "Your uncle."

"Two little bastards..." The boss came over to deliver the driver, and each of them gave him a sideways glance, "You'll learn to drink before your hair grows, and I'll have to stab you at your school someday."

When he turned around, the two of them spoke in unison behind their backs and whispered, "You idiot."

It was getting dark when we came out.

The class now estimates that they will be doing self-study in the evening, and they will be doing English papers tonight. This should be the listening point.The two of them wandered the streets half-drunk with their pockets in their pockets, and the breeze was very pleasant.

It's just that the school uniform on the waist is a bit dazzling.

After eating more than 100 meals in one meal, Meng Ye was shocked, but he still pretended to be calm.

"It seems, hiccup, it seems that you are very rich." The lips were not smooth.

Zhuang Shao walked beside him under the moonlight, his pace became slower: "No money."

"I have no money to invite me to eat and drink."

"It doesn't count, it counts as you accompany me."

Why does it sound like I am a escort.

Meng Ye stopped, turned his head to stare at him in a daze, eyes wide open.

Zhuang Shao stretched towards the moon: "Would you like to see where I sleep?"