Chapter 7 Not Let You Sleep Together

Zhuang Shao finally figured out why Meng Ye sleeps in class all day long. Who can go out and run ten kilometers in the middle of the night and still be alive during the day? It would be nice to be able to go to school awake.

According to Meng Ye, the city sports meeting will be held next month. He signed up for four events of 400 meters, 800 meters, 1500 meters and 5000 meters in one go, which is the hope of the school to win the card.

I hope that Zhuang Shao, who doesn't want it, doesn't know, but only knows that if this continues, not only Meng Ye, but also himself will not be able to go to university.

In the past few days, not only Meng Ye, but also Zhuang Shao himself began to doze off on the table.

After class, Lao Jiang called the two of them to the office, and pouted a small piece of tea in pain: "I want you to sit together, not to let you sleep together! Look at the two of you these few days, is there still time to wake up? Let it go on like this. In a few days, the monthly exams are guaranteed for the two of you!"

"Did you hear me, I'm sure it's over!" Meng Ye kicked Zhuang Shao when he came out, "Don't fucking sleep, study hard."

Zhuang Shao frowned: "Then you wake up and let me see."

To put it lightly, don't fall asleep.

In order to earn some pocket money other than living expenses (and of course for the unfortunate electric fan in Mumbai), he has been out doing odd jobs every day on the weekends. What kind of milk tea shop ordering, duck neck shop delivering food, printing shop working as a small worker, able to do all the work, only a few dozen yuan a day income, it is really a cool world.

Now that he has understood, minors are equivalent to worthless coolies, and it is much harder to earn than to spend. Thinking about inviting classmates to eat at fast-food restaurants and renting a court to play basketball with friends, I really wish I could go back and tie up my squandering hands.

Back in the classroom, there was a small bag of chocolates out of thin air on the table, which was still in the shape of a love when opened.

"Yo, come again."

Meng Ye thought it was for himself, so he took off the small card that came with it. Who knew that the content inside actually read "For Zhuang Shao".

"Fuck, just half a month ago, the little girl took a fancy to you, and I didn't see that you had such a great charm."

He threw it sourly, and Zhuang Shao took it expressionlessly.

Lu Xiaochuan came over to express his high opinion: "This is why your news is lagging behind Meng University's grass, do you know that recently school girls are crazy about transferring a handsome guy from our class, or he has a very cold personality. Meng Ye, Meng Ye, You are out of favor!"

He is usually the most popular like himself, and suddenly a completely different type of Zhuang Shao pops up. It is inevitable that there are fresh girls. Meng Ye let out a sigh, thinking that there was an element of exaggeration in this remark.

Who knows that it will be confirmed that afternoon.

It was a rare gym class. They went to the playground to play basketball and the ball broke. Meng Ye could only go downstairs and shout to the third floor, "Zhuang Shao! Zhuang Shao!"

In just a second or two, several heads stretched out upstairs. After another half a minute, Zhuang Shaocai appeared in the corridor: "What?"

"Throw down the basketball in Lu Xiaochuan's bag!"

Many pairs of eyes glanced over, only to see that Zhuang Shao still had that dead face, but his lips moved.

"Wow, he has such a gentle personality." A girl onlookers downstairs sighed, "He speaks softly."

Fart, Meng Ye thought, he was scolding me, scolding me for making trouble for him. The words he usually scolded me could go around the world twice, and the idioms that were hard to describe were the swear words in his mouth.

Of course, there is one thing Meng Ye will not admit, that is, most of Zhuang Shao's swear words are learned from himself, and this fellow has a strong learning ability.

After taking out the basketball, Zhuang Shao didn't throw it, but sent it directly.

"Didn't I let you drop it?"

"I'm afraid of hitting people. There are girls around you."

"Fuck, you are so considerate."

Meng Ye didn't say that these girls came to see him, lest he be proud.

After all came down, simply went to the playground for a circle. There are only seven or eight people in the basketball team. There are people like Lu Xiaochuan who want to study longevity after taking the professional route, and there are other projects like Meng Ye who come to play tickets. Fortunately, their physical fitness is not bad.

Zhuang Shao was basking in the sun next to the station, and a few girls walked around intentionally or unintentionally not far away. After a while, I heard shouting from behind: "Brother Zhuang, your gym class."

Yu Na and the others happened to be in gym class, so they came over to say hello when they saw it. Zhuang Shao said, "Your brother is playing basketball."

The two found a place in the shade of a tree to sit down, chatting while watching the game. Yu Na handed him the water she hadn't drank yet: "Here."

"Drink yourself."

"I still have it in my classroom." Yu Na is kind to everyone, especially Zhuang Shao, who always feels that he is a little cabbage that no one loves and loves.

So Zhuang Shao took it and held it in his hand.

As a defender, Lu Xiaochuan has agile feet, and Meng Ye, a small forward, is not weak in his height and style, so the other side of the court is obviously not an opponent of their class. After scoring the goal, the sidelines cheered, Meng Ye lifted up his jersey and wiped his sweat, revealing his green but rudimentary abdominal muscles.

"Coquettish." Yu Na rolled her eyes, "Brother Zhuang, don't you usually exercise?"

Of course Zhuang Shao exercised. Not only can he move, but he also has a lot of sports that the students here have never been exposed to, such as fencing, tennis, and baseball, which were all elective courses in the previous high school. But now and then, he can't even afford a tennis racket.

"Life lies in stillness, and the bastard lives the longest."

Yu Na laughed and chatted for a few more words, then got up and left.

After the game, Meng Ye ran over excitedly: "Did you see the ultra-long three-pointer I scored just now? I'm so fucking crazy."

"Yeah, I didn't pay attention, I only saw that you were knocked over."

Meng Ye glared at him: "You bastard, it was an accident!"

Zhuang Shao raised his eyebrows wordlessly and handed him the bottle of mineral water in his hand. Meng Ye unscrewed half of the bottle and grumbled viciously, and came over, Lu Xiaochuan came up and said, "Give me a drink."

"I want to buy it myself." Meng Ye said, "Zhuang Shao gave it to me."

Lu Xiaochuan shouted and grabbed the ground: "Well, you Meng Shimei, you used to be called Xiao Tiantian, but now you won't even take a sip of water!"

"Give, give, give!" Meng Ye avoided goosebumps, "Don't be gay, can I do it?"

The three of them went back to the classroom talking and laughing, only to see a circle of classmates standing at the door.

"Why are you standing outside? No class."

Jiang Yue, the life committee member who usually played well with him, kept his face secret. Meng Ye pushed aside the crowd and walked in. Someone in the corner said coldly, "Where's Zhuang Shao, did you flee in fear of crime?"

Where is it.

Intuition told Meng Ye that this idiot wanted to find fault again. He originally wanted to signal Zhuang Shao not to come in first, but who knew that Zhuang Shao had already walked in front of Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng's eyes widened, and he deliberately said to the whole class: "Zhuang Shao, we have known each other since we were young. You can just tell me if you need something, can you steal?"

What?

Meng Ye was stupid for a second.

Zhuang Shao asked, "What did I steal from you?"

"Steal my watch!" Qiao Sheng stood up in a rush, although he was not as aggressive as Zhuang Shaogao, "I still don't admit it, I found everything in your bag."

Another person echoed: "People get stolen money!"

Zhuang Shao's expression finally changed. He looked over with Meng Ye, and saw that his schoolbag was ripped through, all textbooks and workbooks were on the ground, and an ordinary and unfamiliar electronic watch was placed on the table.

"Everyone went to gym class just now, and you were alone in the classroom. Don't tell me you still want to deny it."

Qiao Sheng was obviously prepared, his face flushed with excitement, and his eyes were glowing green. There were two people next to him who had been helping, insisting that Qiao Sheng's watch was still there in the morning, and he took it off and put it in the drawer and lost it when he got back from gym class. It wasn't Zhuang Shao who stole it?

"I've heard from my mother that you have the habit of stealing things. I didn't believe it at first. Before you transferred to another school, Bao Buqi was a habitual thief! If you did something wrong, you were expelled!"

"It's terrible, isn't this the juvenile delinquent reserve?"

"I think our class has a cancer!"

There was silence in the classroom, only these few people were shouting loudly, and the expressions of other students were a little hesitant. Thinking about it, although Zhuang Shao didn't come for a long time, he usually performed well and did not have any bad things.

Jiang Yue, who had dealt with him, was the first to stop listening: "Everything has to be evidenced, Qiao Sheng, how can you talk nonsense about uncertain things."

"What evidence do you need? He stole my watch during a gym class, and he may steal yours in the future. Everyone should cover their wallets. There are thieves around us!"

"But you didn't see it with your own eyes?"

"Who said no one saw it, we all saw it!" Qiao Sheng dragged a classmate next to him, "They can all prove that Zhuang Shao is the only one in the classroom, and Zhuang Shao only leaves halfway through the class."

The classmate who was dragged by him was usually timid and timid. He adjusted his glasses and said, "I, I, I only saw Zhuang Shao sitting in the classroom... Then I just, I left... "

"Listen, he must have run away after stealing."

"Fuck your mother!" Meng Ye shouted and rushed over, standing upright in front of Zhuang Shao, "I asked him to fetch me the ball, don't fart here, he steals from you? Such a one If he broke the watch, he would steal it? Don't even give it to him!"

Then he turned around to wink at Lu Xiaochuan and asked him to pull Zhuang Shao away.

At the critical moment, Meng Xiaoye was brave and resourceful. He thought about protecting his own tablemates, thinking that there was still a broken water pipe in the table that had never been used, and thinking that good students should not fight, and fights must be fought by poor students like him.

But the parties do not appreciate it.

Lu Xiaochuan couldn't move Zhuang Shao, and even for a second or two felt that Zhuang Shao was like a mountain, heavy and depressed, but he would never give in.

Qiao Sheng sneered and asked Meng Ye, "How do you know he doesn't? You two have only known each other for a few days. To tell you the truth, when he first came to my house, he stole the coins from my piggy bank. He taught less. ."

"I stole it from you?" Zhuang Shao also smiled.

He didn't speak for a long time just now, but now he suddenly made a sound, which actually made Meng Ye feel as if he had been scratched by a needle.

Zhuang Shao: "You didn't tell the truth."

Qiao Sheng's face changed immediately, and he rushed up: "Why didn't I tell the truth?"

"You should tell everyone that it was you who stole the money."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Zhuang Shao stood in front of Qiao Sheng, his eyes were unusually cold but sharp, "The first time you came to my house, you took a fancy to my robot model. My mother told you not to. Afterwards, the robot's wrist was broken. You broke it. My mother asked me not to trouble you, I think so too. It’s just a robot. There’s no need to sue the parents for something that costs 2,000 yuan. As a result, you made things worse. In the second year, my family deliberately rowed my mountain bike. Several bars, just because you like it, but it's not yours."

"You don't just want my stuff, you want to steal my money, steal my life, I'm right."

"Fuck you're courting death!" Qiao Sheng roared hoarsely, "You—"

Not caring about those things in the past doesn't mean Zhuang Shao has forgotten, he just didn't bother to mention it. He ignored Qiao Sheng's frantic eyes and the surprised eyes of his classmates, went straight to the last row, picked up his schoolbag, and pulled out a sports watch from the mezzanine.

"This is mine. Although it's only an entry-level model, it can sell for tens of thousands of dollars. I stole it from you?"

This was his sixteenth birthday present. At that time, Zhuang Ying was still his sister, so she gave him such a watch with great effort. At that time, he thought that his sister was good to him, but later he realized that it was because of guilt.

It was the only thing of value he took from the house.

There was an uproar in the classroom.

Although teenage students don't know much about goods, the difference between tens of thousands and two or three hundred can still be vaguely seen. They probed their heads to look at what Zhuang Shao was holding, but no one noticed that Qiao Sheng, who was so embarrassed, suddenly rushed up and tried to smash the watch.

But just as Qiao Sheng raised his hand, someone grabbed it before everyone could react!

"Take it!" Meng Ye grabbed the watch and shoved it into Zhuang Shao's hand, and in return he punched Qiao Sheng in the face!

"I made you bully your classmates!"

"I made you talk nonsense!"

"I asked you to falsely accuse Zhuang Shao!"

This is not out of whim.

Zhuang Shao gave Qiao Sheng a chance when he called him downstairs. Meng Ye believed that he had his own responsibility. Besides, who is Zhuang Shao? He's a handsome guy with a dusty pearl. He's a dead brain who would rather sleep in the park than cause trouble. He's the hope of Lao Tzu's monthly examinations in the future! To hurt him is to hurt Lao Tzu's lifeblood! !

"Last time I was not here and he was beaten by you. This time I am here, do you still want to do something? Open your eyes and see who he is at the same table!"

Qiao Sheng was hit so hard by his ride that he had no power to fight back. The other classmates rushed up to stop him, shouting "Don't fight, don't fight", Zhuang Shao also went to pick Meng Ye's shoulder, and before he picked it up, he heard the head teacher at the door roar: "What are you doing!"

Brother Ye: Good at using some exaggerated rhetoric ^_^