Chapter Thirteen

The two students sitting in the front row of them quietly pulled the chair forward little by little, dragging it on the ground and making a small noise, until the front chest was close to the table, and the chest felt a little suffocated before they stopped and tried their best. As much as possible, keep a distance from the two big men in the row behind.

He Chao: "You can't do it, just touch it."

"Fuck you," Xie Yu said, "don't touch me casually."

He Chao didn't say a word, and directly stretched out his hand in front of Xie Yu.

Xie Yu glanced at him and thought of what he said just now, "I'm quite interested in him": "Want to learn from each other?"

"Touch it, let you touch it back."

Xie Yu: "..."

The last classmate who introduced himself came down from the stage, Xu Xia coughed and hinted that a certain two classmates should obey the classroom discipline: "Today's class meeting is held here, students living on campus must abide by the school's rules and regulations, I don't I hope to spend time after class to deal with things other than your studies, so that I have some ideas in my mind."

The class schedule was handed out together with the notice, and Xu Xia added, "Liu Cunhao, you will be the temporary monitor for a few days. You have experience."

Liu Cunhao's heart was ashes: "...Ah, yes."

"Hey, what's the matter with your nail polish?" He Chao asked again after two minutes of silence.

Xie Yu felt that this person was really annoying.

The black nail polish thing.

Xie Yu didn't expect it to add such a rich and colorful stroke to his resume.

Almost half a year ago, a dance competition was held on Heishui Street.

The neighborhood committee put up banners in the street, calling on everyone to sign up actively, and the propaganda formation was unprecedented. But according to the slogan, it can be seen that the target group of this competition is not teenagers at all, because it reads: regain youth, regain the confidence of youth!

At that time, the US visa of Damei had just come down, and it would not be long before they had to leave. Before leaving, they had to pull them to sign up.

Where can Zhou Dalei dance? He refused on the spot: "I don't want it, it's too shameful, what do you think - dance with a group of aunts from the neighborhood committee? Are you crazy?"

Xie Yu also said, "Damei, this matter is not negotiable."

Not to mention the aunts of the neighborhood committee, even Xu Yanmei and Lei Ma made full preparations for this dance competition.

Xie Yu was also dragged by Aunt Mei to the square to watch their enchanting fan dance, green fans with shiny patches.

When Lei Ma was young, it was said that she was the prettiest girl in eight townships, but now she has eaten more than 200 pounds. Finally, when they finished dancing, Xie Yu stood in the center of the square and squeezed out three words with mixed feelings: "...It's good."

Damei was very serious this time. They thought it was only a matter of three minutes of heat. Damei pestered them for three days.

unprecedented.

Zhou Dalei said bitterly: "give me a reason, Damei, you give me a reason to overcome shame."

Damei sighed: "Brother, I'm leaving soon, you are so cruel, you won't even give me a small wish?"

Zhou Dalei: "You might as well ask me to pick stars from the sky for you, little naughty."

big beauty:"……"

Damei looked at Xie Yu again, Xie Yu didn't even want to say a word, and just left: "I'll go home for dinner."

In the end, couldn't survive this little naughty.

On a dark night, Damei called two people out, the three of them squatted on the curb with the cold wind blowing, Zhou Dalei wrapped his clothes tightly, lowered his head to protect his hairstyle, and was blown into a fool.

"Damei, what do you want to do? In the middle of the night?" Zhou Dalei felt that sometimes his brothers needed to be taught a lesson, "Are you looking for a beating?"

Against the wind, Damei squatted in front of them, mobilizing her emotions: "Actually, I have always had a crush on a girl, but I didn't dare to confess to her. You know, I'm leaving soon... a long-distance relationship is too hard, I don't want to. Talking about different places, it is impossible to be different in this life, I just want her to remember my cool and handsome figure before I leave."

Xie Yu: "..."

Zhou Dalei is at the age of yearning for love and romance, and he may just be fooled by the cold wind at three in the morning. He sniffs his nose, hesitates for a while, and is a little shaken: "Is there no other way to show you are cool and handsome? Is this the only posture?"

In the end, the game was over.

When three people lined up to sign up, the atmosphere was embarrassingly suffocating.

"...Wife, look at these three young men."

"These three lads."

"Boy?"

Xie Yu and the three: "..."

Damei has a keen sense of fashion. If it wasn't for the time, he might have to design a costume by himself. When he took out a bottle of black nail polish, Xie Yu refused: "What do you mean? Cool?"

Damei said while painting: "The dick is cool, really, Brother Xie, you believe me. I watched several videos all night last night, and Brother Cool dances like this."

Thanks to Damei, their stage modeling not only walks in the front line of non-mainstream, but also adds a lot of strange elements.

Xie Yu skipped class on the day of the competition.

In fact, they hadn't rehearsed well at all. Xie Yu danced awkwardly, Damei danced enchantingly and softly, but she looked shameful, not to mention Zhou Dalei, who actually danced badly but thought she was pretty good.

The last three people just jumped around on the field without memorizing their movements. The three people always bumped into each other in various ways. You think I'm in the way, and I think you limit my performance.

It wasn't until Xie Yu went to class the next day that he remembered that his nails had not been removed.

Zhou Dalei is even worse. He has a small Internet cafe e-sports competition, which is quite formal and broadcast live in a small area. That night, about tens of thousands of people watched him hold the mouse with his hand painted with black nail polish, and the other five black nails kept tapping on the keyboard.

These are not important, only Xie Yu is more concerned about it. After Damei left, they didn't know who the girl was.

Zhou Dalei once smoked a cigarette and analyzed: "Actually, maybe, I have a bold guess. Do you think Damei fell in love with some middle-aged aunt? It's still from the neighborhood committee of our neighborhood, but he is embarrassed because he is afraid that we will use the secular Look at him from the eyes... I'm fucked, this question is too out of line... But if it's not, then this explanation doesn't make sense, there is no little girl in the audience at all."

Xie Yu didn't say that in detail. He Chao listened to it and nodded, "Oh...the stage effect."

The emotion in his tone was too obvious, Xie Yu said, "You seem very disappointed."

He Chao said, "Ah, a little bit."

As soon as Xu Xia announced the end of the meeting, everyone hurriedly packed their things and went out.

A few boys had been standing at the gate of Class 3 giggling for quite a while, and only then did they open the window, lie beside the window and shout, "—Brother Chao, let's play ball."

In general, He Chao's popularity is very good.

He is easy to make friends with friends. Although the big guy's name is Megatron, there are a lot of boys in the high school class who have a strong relationship with him. They often hang out with him or play games at the Internet bar.

Shen Jie was also inside, Xu Xia gave him a cold look when he went out, Shen Jie was about to say "Let's go and play together", but the words turned witty and blunt: "—I don't play, I see you Shit, my stomach still hurts a little bit now."

He Zhao seemed to be in a good mood. He sat on the seat, leaned back, and waved at them, "Let's go, see you at the stadium."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took out a mask from his trousers pocket. He was about to put it on his face. He seemed to think of something.

Xie Yu immediately got up and walked out: "Don't fight."

He Zhao shrugged and said nothing.

When Xie Yu walked to the door, He Chao suddenly called out his name from behind him: "Xie Yu?"

Xie Yu turned around and leaned against the door to look at him, his face almost didn't write "Fuck it" and "You're annoying".

He Chao had already put on his mask: "It's nothing, get familiar with the name of the new tablemate."

"..."

He Chao said again, "Take care of me in the future, same table."

Gu Xuelan called Xie Yu at six in the evening.

"Have you eaten dinner? Did you see your teacher and classmates today?" Gu Xuelan asked, "How are the tablemates?"

Xie Yu used to have the same table in the first year of high school, but as his reputation became worse and worse, the teacher also took special measures against him and made him sit alone. Gu Xuelan didn't know who he heard from, but he knew that he actually had it in the second year of high school. A fellow at the table hurriedly called to ask.

Xie Yu said in his heart: ... not so much.

But in order to avoid trouble, Xie Yu said casually, "It's alright. Sunshine is cheerful and loves sports, but his grades are a little worse."

Gu Xuelan didn't know why his son, who counted down every time he took an exam, could so naturally dislike the poor grades of his new classmate.

She warned a few more words, generally speaking, don't cause trouble and study hard. Xie Yu's response was mediocre, except for "um", there was nothing else to say.

"Then I won't tell you," Gu Xuelan said. "Think about it for yourself. Mom can't control you. You're almost an adult... Don't be so impulsive when you do things."

Xie Yu said, "Well, rest early."

Xie Yu didn't cause trouble, but his bright, cheerful and sports-loving classmate made a big mistake on the first day of school.

...the skin is not good.

I went to the basketball court to play a ball and beat a boy who was among the best in grades and who was a top student every year.

Xu Xia came out of the director's office. She had not been trained like this for a long time, and her boss was very angry. This happened on the first day of school and asked her how she managed the class and how she managed the students. She stood there with her head down and was scolded for a long time. She didn't know if she was angry or ashamed.

The other teachers were startled by the movement, looked up at her, and saw that Teacher Xu's face was extremely bad, and no one dared to ask what happened for a while.

Liu Cunhao just came over to hand in the notice form signed by the parents. Xu Xia was so angry that her face was expressionless, and she spoke coldly: "He Zhao is not in the classroom, please call him over."

Liu Cunhao was actually quite frightened. Although everyone said that Xie Yu in the west building was scary, and he was very arrogant when he was alone, the one in the east building was more down-to-earth and interesting.

But he was more afraid of He Chao.

He had seen He Chao fight with his own eyes.

When he was still in the first year of high school, halfway through the class, he suddenly had a stomachache, raised his hand to signal to the teacher to go to the toilet, grabbed the tissue and ran out, and ran over to see a sign saying "under maintenance" on the door of the toilet.

He was about to go to the next floor to solve his physiological needs when he heard someone in the toilet crying and begging for mercy: "I was wrong... don't hit me, I was wrong..."

Liu Cunhao paused, stepped in with one foot, and glanced inside carefully.

He Zhao stood in front of a boy kneeling on the ground with a cigarette between his two fingers.

Although He Chao was wearing his school uniform properly, the word "rule" had nothing to do with him.He Zhao squinted his eyes and exhaled a puff of cigarette. When he wasn't smiling, he felt cold to the core, and there was a kind of arrogance in a state of extreme depression.

——Completely different from his usual gags and jokes.

He flicked the soot, his eyes were full of haze, then he squatted down and grabbed the man's hair directly to force him to look up: "Are you very courageous?"

The author has something to say: He Chao: I don't like fighting, I am a pacifist...