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Chapter 24 Am I willing?
Chapter 24 Am I willing?
Recently, Meng Ye discovered that the first seventeen years had been in vain, and he didn't realize that he was a piece of study material!
Not only him, but also the head teacher, Lao Jiang, Zhuang Shao, Lu Xiaochuan, and others are also very surprised. This guy has already learned amazingly if he doesn't study, and he actually earned five places in the mid-term exam.
There are 50 people in the class, and this time he ranks 38th.
Needless to say Zhuang Shao, most of the credit is his, but Lao Jiang also contributed a lot.
Because of his secret rivalry with Zhang Congsen (that is, his wife), Jiang Changji often called Meng Ye to the office next night for self-study, and spit out the wrong topic. Several times, Meng Ye was so sleepy that the chickens pecking at the rice, and Jiang Changji was still full of energy, which made Zhuang Shao, who was waiting in the classroom, memorize a lot of texts.
In addition, Jiang Changji sighed and sighed at every turn, looking at Meng Ye like a stupid son who couldn't live up to his expectations: "I've said this question three times and I still don't understand it, even if I am the head of the KGB, I will give you the college entrance examination questions. If you steal it, you probably won't remember it, it's a sin..."
In the evening, Meng Ye asked Zhuang Shao, "What is the KGB?"
Zhuang Shao was reading an extracurricular book without raising his eyes: "Russian CIA."
"Oh." Meng Ye nodded, pondered for a long time, and said sadly, "No, I have to report it, Lao Jiang is a spy! The sacred teacher team has been seriously infiltrated!"
"..."
Zhuang Shao found that Meng Ye sometimes looked like a child (of course he was not too old), and the more familiar he became, the less formal he became. The unpleasant things were stuffed in his heart, and the pressure was also stuffed in his heart, and his appearance was always careless. Lung giggling.
The next day, the monthly test results were presented to You Ying. You Ying looked left and right, and couldn't believe it was from her son.
"Honey...Is this true? You didn't copy Zhuang Shao's." She asked suspiciously.
"I copy him? You ask him if he wants me to copy it. Every time he takes an exam, he acts like a virgin who is strictly guarded."
Snapped!
You Ying slapped Meng Ye's head fiercely: "You little bunny doesn't even know what a virgin is, so just roll aside."
Zhuang virgin just happened to pass by with a mop, with a cold expression on her face.
Meng Yeqi Ai Ai: "Mother, those sneakers..."
Zhuang Shao was so shocked by his tone that he almost spat out his breakfast when he was mopping the floor.
You Ying remembered that she seemed to have promised to buy him shoes if she was in the top 40, so she waved her hand: "Then let's go this afternoon, hurry up and go back quickly so as not to delay my playing cards."
"Got it!"
After lunch, Meng Ye urged Zhuang Shao to go back to the house: "Change clothes quickly."
"I'm not going." Zhuang Shao took the mop he used earlier into the bathroom and turned on the water to rinse, "Go with Sister Ying."
"You're stupid, Mom wants to buy us shoes, how can you try it if you don't go?"
"I still have some clothes, so I don't need to buy new ones."
Meng Ye turned on the faucet from behind: "I found that you are getting more and more problems now, you are polite to us at every turn, and you want to draw a line with me or something."
During this time, Zhuang Shao was indeed a little strange. He used to be polite, but now he is too polite, making Meng Ye think he has done something wrong. However, Zhuang Shao can't make a suffocating fart with three sticks. If you ask him to say, he will not say it. He will suffocate the enemy to death before suffocating himself. If he dies, he will go to hell and he will be unable to breathe.
In fact, Zhuang Shao was mainly afraid of spending You Ying's money.
Living here is already a hassle, and if you don't know what to do, then it's time to arouse the disgust of others. Moreover, he has his own plans, such as how much he spends every month, how much he saves, and how much he earns by working during the summer vacation. It is enough to live to graduate, and he does not need anyone to provide food and clothing.
But this logic doesn't work for Meng Ye.
Zhuang Shao stood still and didn't move, he took off his clothes and acted rudely... The former was unprepared, and he was thrown to the ground in an instant!
"Meng Ye, get up!"
The floor tiles in the bathroom were wet and slippery, Zhuang Shao struggled with a sullen face, and his back creaked. Meng Ye knelt on top of him triumphantly: "I can't cure you, young master... Your clothes are dirty, hurry up, mom is waiting for us."
Zhuang Shao pushed him away and stood up, without saying a word for a long time.
This guy is so fucking strong! What's up, Popeye's spinach? !
After changing clothes and going out, the gold lord You Shi had already called for a car at the door, and waved to them gracefully: "Come on sons, go out with the old lady to blow up the street."
"..." Meng Ye turned his head and whispered, "Zhuang Shao, I don't want to go, how about you?"
Zhuang Shao looked at the sky.
It's mid-November now, and it's been cooling off for a long time.
Meng Ye wore a fleece blue sweater and scratched his hair before going out. Zhuang Shao walked in a hurry and didn't dress up much, so he put on a thin coat over his shirt, and his hairstyle was long, but the whole thing was still above his ears, looking very energetic.
The two boys are about the same age, completely different types, and have a high rate of turning heads along the way. You Ying felt that Bei Er had a lot of face, and the few steps after getting out of the car turned like walking on a runway. When entering the mall, she asked them to choose whatever they wanted, while she turned her head to the second floor to look at her clothes.
Meng Ye had long planned to go in and go straight to the one he liked. Zhuang Shao chose a cheap and easy-to-wear one, and tried the size when the clerk brought Meng Ye the goods.
"Just this pair."
He chose casually, and Meng Ye disliked it: "Why don't you have any fashion taste at all."
Zhuang Shao thought about who doesn't have taste. The key is to have money. Do you know what it means to be diligent and thrifty?
This time, Meng Ye took a fancy to a sweater and a pair of jeans, and picked a size into the fitting room. The salesperson asked Zhuang Shao, "Are you brothers?"
Zhuang Shao said yes.
The young lady smiled and continued: "Then you are a brother, you can see that you are more stable. But the skin color of the two of you is not very similar, he is at least two degrees darker than you."
"Zhuang Shao!" Meng Ye shouted, "Come here and help me see, why can't I close the zipper?"
The little sister smiled: "Go, go, your brother called you."
"..."
Zhuang Shao felt that he had suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes. When he opened the curtain, Meng Ye was hunched over the metal zipper in front of his crotch.
"It seems to be a bug."
I think it's a bug in your brain. Zhuang Shao's face darkened: "Let go."
Meng Ye pouted, his hands in surrender.
The light in the fitting room was dim, Zhuang Shao squatted down, looked at a place carefully, and found that the teeth of the zipper were entangled with the underwear.
"The salesperson is a woman, I'm embarrassed to call her." Meng Ye muttered.
While trying to loosen the zipper, Zhuang Shao looked up and glanced at him: "Then you are embarrassed to call me?"
"You're a man, it doesn't matter to a man. Ouch-" The meat in the key part was stuck, and Meng Ye shouted in pain, "Will you fucking do it!"
"Won't!"
He called Zhuang Shao and shouted, so much that he almost attracted the clerk outside. The two of you glared at me and I glared at you, but they managed to get it right. After standing up, Zhuang Shao's legs were numb, and he said, "Take it off and return it to others."
Meng Ye said oh, he took it off with a slam, and he was not polite at all.
Zhuang Shao hurriedly opened the curtain.
"...Zhuang Shao, I'm fucking you uncle!"
"Aren't you afraid of people watching?"
"I'm not afraid of you watching!"
Who said I'm not afraid of being seen by others? I'm so cheap, right?
Before Meng Ye could react, Zhuang Shao turned around and drew the curtain for him: "I don't like watching it, don't show it to me in the future."
After changing his clothes and coming out, Meng Ye was angry and gave Zhuang Shao a punch. Zhuang Shao was probably punched in the stomach by him because he was not prepared, and it was so painful that he couldn't stand up for a long time.
Meng Ye was terrified: "Are you okay? I, I didn't mean to."
Zhuang Shao's face paled and he waved his hand, motioning him not to approach him.
It was unusually quiet on the way home, You Ying guessed that the two of them were having trouble again, and didn't care at all. On the contrary, Meng Ye felt ashamed, and from time to time he would glance aside.
When he got home and closed the door, Zhuang Shao rolled up his clothes and saw that there was a big piece of green under his ribs.
Meng Ye followed up and apologized.
"sorry."
Zhuang Shao said it was fine: "It's also my fault. I shouldn't lift the curtain. It won't be like this next time."
Meng Ye's heart was sour, and his eyes almost turned red.
He suddenly felt that it was strange that he was such a strong person that he couldn't even cry during the operation on his heel. How could Zhuang Shao make him feel uncomfortable with just a few words.
Probably still guilty.
If Zhuang Shao gets angry and fights back, he might not feel so uncomfortable.
"Why don't you give me a punch, and I'll stand and let you punch."
Zhuang Shao put down his clothes and looked at him puzzled.
Meng Ye said: "I'm not joking with you, you fight, I promise not to turn your face."
Zhuang Shao ignored him and turned around to do something. After sitting down, opened the book and turned on the lamp, but eyes couldn't read a word, and turned over a sentence in heartβ
Am I willing?
The debts of the enemies of the past life and the present life! damn it.
Coming out of Zhuang Shao's room, Meng Ye was downcast.
Yu Na passed by and asked, "Brother, what's the matter with you?"
Meng Ye sighed.
"What happened to make you worry like this? Didn't Mom say she bought shoes for you two in the afternoon? I thought you were happy when you came back."
shoe?
Yes, the shoes are still in my room.
Meng Ye remembered: "Chang Ming'er and ask mom to buy it for you too. Our family doesn't like to favor sons over daughters."
Yu Na smiled: "Mom bought it for me last week."
"That's fine." He nodded absently, turned around and took two steps, then turned around and asked, "Do we have any ointment for bruises in our house?"
"It seems that it's gone. You took the previous one to the sports team." Yu Na said.
Meng Yefei ran to the pharmacy, bought each of the safflower oil drops, put them in a small plastic bag and ran back.
Just now, Zhuang Shao was forcing himself up. As soon as the person left, he lay down, and the lights were turned off, so he left a small table lamp.
When he suddenly heard the sound of opening the window, he was stunned, and met Meng Ye's eyes naked.
"You can't fucking walk through the door, can you!"
Meng Ye was too tired to run and was still panting: "I...I...I went to buy medicine for you."
"nerve!"
This word is Meng Ye's mantra, and now Zhuang Shao has also learned it, and uses it more than Meng Ye. Of course, Zhuang Shao is indeed more neurotic in life, and Meng Ye is just a bastard.
"Aren't you cold if you don't wear clothes?" Meng Ye asked.
Zhuang Shao was angry: "It's none of your business."
"...Don't imitate me in the future, you are almost rude than me."
Zhuang Shao turned his back and Meng Ye took out safflower oil from the bag and persuaded him to turn around.
When applying the medicine, Zhuang Shao covered his eyes with his arm.
Meng Ye lay on top of him and carefully wiped and wiped: "Does it hurt here, does it hurt there? It doesn't seem to be a problem. I thought how powerful my punch was, and touch the porcelain with your boy."
"Touch your sister."
"Look at you being rude again."
Zhuang Shao got angry and pushed him away, "It's almost done, the smell is too bad."
Meng Ye put away the medicated oil, washed his hands, went back upstairs, changed his clothes and jumped out of the window.
Zhuang Shao stopped him: "Why are you going?"
"Running."
"It's so late to rest, what else are you running for?"
Meng Ye said no: "Our coach said that the two boys in Yuqing have improved their grades so much recently, and I can't rest for a day now."
Zhuang Shao persuaded him not to move, and watched him leave.
The cold moonlight is white.
Zhuang Shao felt vaguely unhappy in his heart.
I don't want to fight back, that's clear, he thought.But Meng Ye is different.Meng Ye was not only willing to attack, he was willing to fight back, but he was also willing to run away from me to an unknown place, and I couldn't catch up with him.
Happy Dragon Boat Festival