Chapter 46 Special Hobbies

The next day, Zhuang Shao woke up earlier than Meng Ye.

The T-shirt washed yesterday was hanging in the bathroom. It was still a little moist when took it off. Forget it, will wear it. After putting it on, he went to call Meng Ye. Meng Ye had two thick dark circles under his eyes, and he slept soundly.

this person...

Zhuang Shao leaned over and kissed him, using his own way to treat his body. Meng Ye woke up after two strokes, shouting "Your hands are ice-cold!" Yi Gulu retreated to the corner of the bed.

"Get up quickly," Zhuang Shao grabbed him, "someone has set off downstairs."

Meng Ye got up with the head of the chicken coop, peeing and closing his eyes while brushing his teeth. Hearing something whispering outside, he stretched his head out to take a look, and found that Zhuang Shao was waiting for him while reciting the text, looking like an old monk reciting scriptures.

"...I can't stand it." Meng Ye rolled his eyes at the mirror, thinking to himself, this coercive style is so meticulous, it can be said that there is no life style, and whoever marries him in the future will be unlucky! So leave it to me, I'll make it up! I carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and not being tired! I

"When you're done, let's change clothes." Zhuang Shao looked at him, "What's wrong with you in the morning?"

"Bah!" Meng Ye spit out a mouthful of white foam at the pool, and then swears and rinses.

When he went downstairs, Zhuang Shao still had inconvenience in his legs and feet. He was limping when he walked. There is no elevator in the hotel, Meng Ye got impatient after two floors, Huo Di squatted forward: "Come up and I'll carry you."

"..."

Asking you to take back Laozi's face, Zhuang Shao jumped down while touching the railing.

Meng Ye chased after him: "Come up!"

"You think beautiful."

"Fuck, it's time to have lunch in the cafeteria just like you did."

"If you don't want to wait for you, go first, I can do it myself."

"Hey, young master, I'm not happy to wait, I'm looking anxious, do you think your feet hurt when you jump?"

"My feet don't hurt, but if it makes your back hurt, my face hurts."

"...Stupid."

"Who are you scolding?"

"Whoever is blessed is not a fool."

While the two of them were arguing, you helped me downstairs, and the teammates in the back were amazed. Someone asked, "Who is our captain?"

Lu Xiaochuan rolled his eyes: "Can't you see it?"

Chen Chao followed behind like a wandering soul: "That's it."

"...Who are you talking about?"

"Understand by yourself!"

The teammates stared at each other, so who the hell is this!

When we went to the cafeteria, we witnessed another good show. The captain made the porridge and sent it over with the big buns, but the other party didn't like it, probably because he didn't like it, so the captain started cursing, "wasting food is a traitor to the people", and "you will starve to death if you don't eat this meal", After a while, "Who the fuck helps you eat, whoever helps you is Sun Zha!" is much more interesting than a domestic movie blockbuster!

But in the end, someone became a grandson.

Chen Chao had a sad expression on his face, and his teammates asked him in a low voice, "I've peeed on my head, can our captain bear this?"

"Hey, you don't understand, the captain Tiehan is tender."

"?!"

Chen Chao waved his hand and sent the plate away.

After breakfast, Meng Ye entrusted people to the coach, and told Zhuang Shao not to be left alone. Old Yang's nostrils are cold: "I don't believe that he can lose a big living person..."

Having said that, the apprentice's entrustment to him is still high-quality completion. Zhuang Shao was a pendant on his trousers belt the whole time.

After warming up, Gao Gao came over to ask what happened and why he was lame. Zhuang Shao said casually, "Meng Ye kicked it."

"Domestic violence, this is..."

"He was also careless."

"Hey." Gao Gao patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be too used to it, beat him if you need to!"

Zhuang Shao told him to cheer for the game, he said hi, that's all, anyway, the admissions test of the Sports Institute has passed, this time as long as you don't get hurt.

"Yeah." Zhuang Shao was very comforted, "It's alright if you don't get hurt."

Now that the game has not started, he is walking within Lao Yang's visual range. After all, this is the first time, so fresh. For him, this kind of competition used to be quite far away, and he and his family only watched the Olympic Games on TV, and then there was the school sports meeting. Most of them were mixed.

Championships like U18 are different. There were a bunch of fledgling masters in the room, and they had enough energy for a year to prepare for a big one, or they were eager to make the national team coaches notice them. In this atmosphere, even the air was tense. Wherever you go, cheer up and cheer up wherever you go, making Zhuang Shao a little nervous.

What about Meng Yeren?

Across the railing, saw Meng Xie warming up on the sidelines, pressing his legs, and jumping in place, not to mention it was really like that. He changed his usual laziness, prepared meticulously, and didn't even look at the Yuqings next to him.

On the other hand, Yuqing's few found out that they had made the wrong call, and they avoided Meng Ye the whole time. He stood on the left and they squeezed to the right, even avoiding their eyes as much as possible.

My baby is good, Zhuang Shao thought, he should learn to be calm and steady. In fact, he didn't know that Meng Ye just didn't pay attention to those people. The scum is not worthy of affecting his game. Everything will be discussed after qualifying today.

After warming up, Meng Ye returned to the preparation area. Zhuang Shao sat in the middle of a pile of sportswear and backpacks and looked at him: "It's your turn?"

"No, first 100 meters."

Zhuang Shao said that we should take a picture together.

Meng Ye said yes.

The two of them stood in front of the pile of clothes, with their backs against the railings, the dark red plastic track behind them, and the clear blue sky above their heads. Old Yang held the mirror, squinting his presbyopic eyes and commanding blindly: "Aiya, come a little closer, you are not the relationship between China and the United States! What are you doing so clearly?"

Meng Ye had an indifferent expression, and Zhuang Shao took the initiative to put his arms around his shoulder and let the camera freeze.

Meng Ye said: "What's the good photo?"

Zhuang Shao said if you don't want it, just leave it to me. Meng Ye said show it to me!

The two big boys in the phone are tall, with a little smile at the corners of their mouths, one looking to the left and the other to the right, but their shoulders are very close. Meng Ye looked down, not knowing why he disliked it: "How stupid." In fact, he liked it in his heart.

Zhuang Shao looked at him: "mainly because of you."

"I?"

Zhuang Shao raised his hand and brushed his hair: "The hairstyle is too stupid. The first thing to do when I go back is to shave my head."

Meng Ye glanced at him: "Shaving you like this?"

That's not a couple.

"don't want."

Zhuang Shao looked at him helplessly: "You refuse before I say anything, don't forget it."

Just as he was about to say something else, the 100-meter preliminaries began, and the two of them watched the battle attentively. The first shot was snatched away, causing both of them to sweat for Chen Chao. Who would have known that the boy was very mature, and the second shot went straight to a good score of 11.08 seconds!

Old Yang Dule went crazy, he picked up Chen Chao, who rushed back, and praised him. Meng Ye groaned with a smile, turned his head to Zhuang Shao and said, "I'm better than him, believe it or not."

"I believe." Zhuang Shao looked into his eyes.

He didn't expect him to be so serious, Meng Ye froze for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I'm joking."

Zhuang Shao thought, I'm serious, you will always be number one in my heart. But the word didn't come out.

Soon it was Meng Ye's turn to play. He took off his jacket and went to the track, stood on the starting line and closed his eyes for two seconds, then opened it and he was a different person. Old Yang concluded: "This kid is serious today."

Zhuang Shao asked, "How did you see it?"

"I understand my disciple!" The other party patted his chest and assured, "As soon as he pouts, I know what shit he's going to do."

"..." Zhuang Shao was speechless.

Facts have proved that Lao Yang is really right, Meng Ye is serious, and he has never been so serious in five thousand years. Why? He didn't say anything, but of course he still held grudges in his heart. All the people who injured Zhuang Shao belonged to his small books. It was only a matter of time before they died sooner or later, and regardless of the occasion or location, they had to die on and off the field.

One lap, two laps, three laps, he almost forgot that he was racing, all he could think about was revenge. There were two Yuqing students in his group, who were on a par with him at first, but the more he ran, the more dumbfounded he became, watching him cross the finish line with the second place in the group.

After crossing the finish line, Meng Ye stared at the timing board, his eyes were about to burst into flames!

"14 points 38!!! Damn!!! 14 points 38!!!"

The whole team exclaimed.

Meng Ye exploded, and a game directly raised the upper limit by 12 seconds. He ran with his blue veins bursting out, braced his knees and gasped violently, and still pretended to be on the field, and made a shot gesture at Zhuang Shaobi amid cheers.

"Oh, how many times I've said to be humble, look at you, but I'm too shy." Lao Yang made a fake criticism, and he was so happy that he was about to inform the whole universe. Lu Xiaochuan shouted with a loudspeaker, and Chen Chao danced with joy, but Zhuang Shao was the most calm.

"Your family behaves so well, you are not proud at all?" Lu Xiaochuan wondered.

Zhuang Shao asked back, "Are you surprised?"

"Isn't it unexpected? 14 minutes and 38 seconds! That's right! It's over level 1!!"

"Are you just messing around with him training? Even his original strength will surprise you."

Who the hell is pretending.

Lu Xiaochuan rolled up his sleeves and said I fucked you today! The teammates hugged him and said it was okay. You can't hit the disabled. It's immoral to hit the disabled. Finally, Zhuang Shao dragged him back and said, "The two of you stand farther away, don't block my light."

"What are you doing?"

"Memorize words."

"Hold!"

A group of people were busy celebrating, no one noticed why Meng Ye went, they thought he was changing clothes. In fact, Meng Ye went to Yuqing and blocked the door of the men's toilet.

call out

He whistled.

Yuqing's three are hiding from this god of plague. From last night to now, they have only dared to go to the toilet together. Looking up at this time, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Did you move your hands last night?" Meng Ye's voice was flat.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, stop looking for trouble."

Meng Ye smiled: "If you beat someone to pretend to be garlic, do you dare to do it?"

"Fuck your mother, who dares to do it? What's the matter with us? It's not pleasing to the eye, so I've taught him a few lessons. You alone want to help him out?"

Meng Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, it was not worth it.

He pointed to the top of his head: "Look."

"Look at what?"

"No surveillance." He scratched his ears, and when he went up, he just kicked the tallest one back to the urinal!

A few people knew that he could fight before, but they didn't expect him to be so capable, and his shot was so ruthless. Before the man could stand up, he turned around with another elbow, and before the other party had time to hide, he had already broken his face. Two nosebleeds ran down his chin all the way to his chest, making people panic. The remaining one was strangled by his neck and dragged to the side of the sink where he was rinsing the mop, pressing his hands into the dirty water.

"Why are you standing still?" Meng Ye shouted to the door, "Lock the door!"

"okay!"

The one who answered so excitedly was Chen Chao, who had just finished the game and was free.

Three fights one is supposed to have a chance of winning, but unfortunately they encountered Meng Ye, who was full of fighting power. They should not touch Zhuang Shao, then his mother is his darling, and if he can endure it until now, he respects the game. !

Meng Ye pushed the man's head into the water again and again, his eyes were blood red, and said, "I told you what was coming at me, why did you touch my friend? Fortunately, nothing happened to him this time. If something happened to him, Even if I don't practice, I can't let you go, do you understand?"

The other tried to go out and call someone, clutching his nosebleed, but the door was locked and could not be opened. Meng Ye let go of the one who held his breath, and the one at the door kicked another kick on the back, knocking him on the door, his front teeth almost fell off, and he grinned in pain and couldn't say what he could say: "He is...he is..."

Originally wanted to ask who the surnamed Zhuang was, who was worth his life and death, but Meng Ye got impatient: "He's your father!"

After cleaning up one by one, Meng Ye went out. As a result, Chen Chao insisted on keeping the door locked, saying that he would let them smell it inside, and by the way, he also threw the key away.

...Don't say that he is quite like Zhuang Shao in this respect, he's bad.

By the time they returned to the auditorium dripping with sweat, Zhuang Shao had memorized a chapter of his words. Meng Ye took off his running shoes and sat beside him, with the expression on his face as the best in the world: "See?"

"what."

Meng Ye leaned into his ear: "A game, am I awesome?"

Zhuang Shao put his earphones on, took them off and pretended not to hear: "What did you say?"

"I'm asking you if I'm a good runner!" Meng Ye tugged at both his ears, and almost didn't tear him off. "Speak!"

Zhuang Shao held back a smile: "Yes."

"Damn, three sticks can't make a suffocating fart. Sooner or later, I will be mad at you." Meng Ye gently kicked him with his bare feet, leaning his body, and Zhuang Shao caught the fragile ankle——

"What's the use of feet?"

Zhuang Shao reprimanded him in a calm tone, his eyes flicked between his eyebrows, and he released his hand tightly.

Meng Ye was like being poked into something, his belly throbbed and he was on fire. It took a long time for him to know that this was called sexual fetish, just like some people like to be played with their lips, some people like to be played with their navels, and like him, they like to be played with their feet.

There are many ways to play the feet, and Meng Ye didn't know any of them at that time. Strictly speaking, he didn't know anything, he was still a blank piece of paper, he had never kissed seriously, had never been in the woods with anyone, and had never fought a bayonet with anyone naked. The most excessive behavior is to DIY once or twice at night, but after living with Zhuang Shao, he even quit this.

The 17-year-old boy hasn't been in love or shot for so long, he's suffocated, he can't be familiar with it, and he lacks an outlet for male hormones all over his body...

So he is waiting for enlightenment, waiting to be developed by others, but also eager to develop others, just like studying, he lacks a study partner, but he does not know that the study partner is by his side.

Retracting his feet hastily, Meng Ye's crotch felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to hit the wall.

He felt that he was about to pervert, otherwise why would he think Zhuang Shao was playing with him?

I really like that the two of them are a little bit open, slowly developing their bodies, and the process from green to mature together, they will write well.