Today is the first day of class. The people in the dormitory don’t know if they haven’t recovered from the fatigue of military training or simply haven’t recovered from the laziness of summer vacation. In short, when first got up today, always woke up early. Zhou Chunyang was still sleeping with his head covered.

On the first day of the new year, he sat on the bed against the wall. He got up early because he hadn't slept well yesterday.

I feel like an old dog, unable to sleep well every day because of something.

Before meeting Yan Hang, he didn't think about anything every day. He just thought about how to avoid Li Zihao and how to make himself more transparent. After Yan Hang left, he thought about it more simply, that is, to find Yan Hang. .

But after finding Yan Hang, he was old.

The characteristic of old dogs is that they don't sleep well, and they often dream.

After the last time he dreamed of Yan Hang doing push-ups shirtless, it was about ten days later that he dreamed of Yan Hang again, this time Yan Hang was dressed neatly.

But kept walking ahead.

He followed behind, but he couldn't catch up with all his might, he couldn't move his feet no matter what, he was almost crawling, and his speed was not as fast as the hedgehog next to him. He wanted to shout for Yan Hang to wait for him, but he couldn't. speak out.

This feeling is far more painful than dreaming that you can't always find the toilet and never dial the wrong phone number.

Mainly tired of running.

Right now he felt aches all over his body.

After getting up and washing up, the people in the dormitory were still sleeping. He stood in the middle of the dormitory, wondering if he should knock on the lunch box and shout twice like Zhou Chunyang did, or slap someone on the shoulder like Zhang Qiang did.

He was embarrassed, even if the people in the dormitory treated him well, he didn't have that confidence.

But there is a simple and quick way.

He walked to Zhou Chunyang's bedside and woke Zhou Chunyang.

"Huh?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him with a bewildered expression.

"It's going to be late, it's here." Chu Yi showed him the time on his phone.

"Just you?" Zhou Chunyang sat up.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Zhou Chunyang yawned, got out of bed and walked to the shelf. He took a rice bowl and a spoon, and tapped around the dormitory, and everyone tapped close to their ears twice.

"Get up, get up..."

"I-fuck!" Li Ziqiang cursed.

This is very efficient, and within two minutes, all the people in the dormitory sat up.

Just as everyone was yawning and preparing to wash up, Su Bin was the first to enter the toilet and closed the door.

"Fuck," Zhang Qiang looked at the toilet door, "he can't get out within ten minutes of entering, and every time he keeps a bunch of people outside!"

"Constipation?" Gao Xiaoyang said.

"Who knows, I really want to give him a leather stick," Zhang Qiang said.

"I'm going to the toilet next door," Zhou Chunyang said. "If they got up early, they should be done by now."

Many of the students in the school are local, and Zhou Chunyang has become familiar with them within two days. Except for the dormitory where he fought before, he followed his own dormitory when he entered the dormitory on this floor.

Speaking of this, on the first day of the first year, really admire Zhou Chunyang and envy him very much.

Unlike himself, he is obviously not confident in doing anything, and he is afraid of being laughed at when he does anything, but he is actually detained by a dog brother on his head.

Su Bin never came out. Several people in the dormitory were scolding outside, and he could continue to squat inside calmly. This kind of psychological quality is also very strong.

He planned to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast on the first day of the new school. Except for the third year of junior high school, he missed class because of Yan Hang and his father, and he was not even late at other times. For the first class of the new school, his inertia over the years made him not want to be late.

And he also wanted to go to the classroom earlier, occupying a remote corner. Compared to when he was in middle school, the most pleasant thing for him in class now is that he can sit casually.

"Go to the cafeteria?" Wu Xu asked, "I'll be with you."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

There are a lot of students in the corridor, those with toothbrushes in their mouths, those with shirtless shirts showing off their muscles and pretending to be exercising in the morning, walking back and forth without knowing what to do...

On the first day of the first year, he habitually lowered his head and walked forward. I don't know if it was because I thought too much, and I always felt that these people were all staring at him.

What about the dog.

What about the dog!

He and Wu Xu had just walked through the corridor, and before they reached the stairs, they heard some loud noises behind them.

When turned around on the first day of the new year, saw Zhou Chunyang and a shirtless big guy fighting out of the 407 dormitory.

He didn't see this shirtless big man among the several local students who were looking for Zhou Chunyang that day. Is this Zhou Chunyang's new enemy?

The idle people in the corridor were quickly attracted by them, some stopped to watch, some stepped forward to watch.

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Xu was stunned. He was late at school, and he didn't see the first fight, so he froze in place.

I was a little worried on the first day of the first year, and again didn't know what to do.

The shirtless man is one size bigger than Zhou Chunyang in terms of body size, but his fighting power has not prevailed. Zhou Chunyang is still very powerful when he is not wearing glasses. In just a few seconds, he throws three punches, and each punch hits Brother Shirou. s face.

Just when he felt that he might not need help on the first day of the first year, two more people rushed out of the dormitory, and he recognized at a glance that one of them was the leader that day.

It's not over, this is it!

After the two joined the battle, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and then Zhou Chunyang struggled.

"Help me in the past." Wu Xu said after regaining his senses.

On the first day of junior high, he felt that the sound of sighing in his head was about to fly out of his head. He had no experience with classmates at all, and he had absolutely no idea what to do in such a situation.

But Wu Xu opened his mouth, and he also saw that the door of 403 was opened, and Li Ziqiang rushed out from inside.

Follow the people in the dormitory. On the first day of the first year, he gritted his teeth and ran behind Wu Xu.

The people in Brother Armor's dormitory seem to be more peaceful than their 403 counterparts. Li Ziqiang's group came out to fight. Except for the guy who fought with those two before, the people who came out behind were all fighting.

However, it is not easy to hold this kind of scene.

At this time, a car repair team is needed to pull the king, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Tugou's first shot.

He was reluctant to fight on the first day of the new year, but if someone wanted to fight, he was willing to help.

After the past, it is still the old rule, grabbing the arm and swinging back, and swinging people out one by one.

But when he swung one open and grabbed Brother Zizi's arm, he suddenly saw blood on Zhou Chunyang's face, and half of his face was flushed from the forehead.

He suddenly felt scared.

Just a few punches from Brother Xiangzi just now, let's not say whether he hit Zhou Chunyang or not. With his experience in practicing boxing every day, even if he did, it would be impossible to smash someone so big.

This reminded him of Liang Bing's shameless thing that made him stinky. The line he smeared on Yan Hang's face at the beginning made the first grader angry.

Just as he was about to push Brother Armor away, he took time to punch and hit Zhou Chunyang in the face again.

On the first day of the first day, he raised his arm and blocked the way of his punch without thinking.

The punch from the arm slammed into his arm.

Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain

If it weren't for the habit of not daring to speak when there were a lot of people on the first day of the new year, would definitely shout out now.

Pain can make people angry, especially people who are already extremely disgusted by people who use dirty tricks during fights.

After raising his arm to carry the punch on the first day of the first day, he turned his head to look at his arm.

The raised fist on the shoulder paused in the air.

On the first day of the first year, he didn't know why his glance back would have such an effect, but he still seized this opportunity, stood up suddenly, and slammed his shoulders against his chest and shoulders.

His arm was knocked backwards and flew four or five steps away, leaning on the railing of the corridor before sitting down on the ground.

On the first day of the first year, he stood in place and didn't move, looking at his arms.

The pain in the arm was rushing to the arm and shoulder, and he didn't have to look to know that the arm was bleeding, and the blood had been flowing down to the fingertips.

The arm still had a fierce look on his face at the moment, but for some reason, he leaned against the railing and didn't move.

I didn't know what to do on the first day of the first year, so could only continue to stare at him.

"Stop fighting!" Gao Xiaoyang roared at this moment, "After a while, no one will have good fruit to eat!"

The timing of this sentence is very good.

The group of people finally separated, staring back and forth.

Only in the first day of the first year, have been staring at arms.

It wasn't what he wanted to do, but he was suddenly so embarrassed and nervous that he even moved his eyes for fear that he would be noticed.

"Brother Gou!" Hu Biao came to the side of the first day of the first year and grabbed his arm, "Forget it, Gougo, forget it, calm down and take care of the wound first."

what dog...

What's the matter, bro...

Still out of breath...

On the first day of the first year, he wanted to hug his head and run away, when Hu Biao said this, he literally portrayed him as a thorny head who didn't want to stop fighting.

He turned around quickly and followed the people in the dormitory back.

"Better not come to our dormitory again," said Shisui suddenly from the back, "the most fucking disgusting thing to me is homosexuality, a bastard."

Everyone in the corridor was stunned.

It took at least ten seconds on the first day of the first year to realize what the arm was saying.

gay?

stupid gay?

Are you talking about Zhou Chunyang?

All eyes turned to Zhou Chunyang.

Zhou Chunyang looked calm, and slowly took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe the blood on his face, then took out his glasses from his pocket and wiped them slowly.

"Damn bastard!" The arm cursed again, and spat on the ground.

"Don't be afraid," Zhou Chunyang put on his glasses and smiled at him, "I don't like you, you are very safe."

The arm rushed forward and was pulled.

"Don't be fucking disgusting, this disgusting one," Li Ziqiang came back to his senses and pointed at his arm, "I think you are the most fucking disgusting, if you say more, I'll get you a broom and your chrysanthemum will burst. ."

After Li Ziqiang's rhythmic "fuck", he was almost blinded on the first day of the new year.

After following the people in the dormitory back to the house, and after closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the door and didn't want to move.

Su Bin has come out of the toilet at this moment, holding the book, walking towards the door while glancing at Zhou Chunyang: "No wonder people always trouble you..."

"You stand for me!" Zhang Qiang pointed at him.

Su Bin ignored it and walked directly to the side of the first day of the first year: "Let me go, I'm going to have breakfast."

On the first day of the first year, he stood still, leaning against the door.

He felt that no matter what, whether Zhou Chunyang was gay or not, people in the same dormitory usually have a good relationship. Su Bin's behavior at this time is very unpleasant.

Oh. Su Bin didn't have a good relationship with them.

"I thought you were not pleasing to the eye!" Zhang Qiang came over and grabbed Su Bin and threw him onto Hu Biao's bed behind him.

Probably because the fight just now was too short, he wasn't enjoying it, and now he grabbed Hu Biao's towel and was smeared over Su Bin's head.

"Hey!" Hu Biao was stunned, "That's my bed!"

Zhang Qiang ignored him and continued to beat Su Bin.

"Fuck, forget it," Hu Biao sighed and turned his head, "Can you two treat your wounds and wash them?"

"I have a small medicine box." Zhou Chunyang went over to open his cabinet and took out a small plastic carrying box and put it on the table.

"Damn it," Wu Xu watched in shock as he took out the materials for one-stop disinfection, cleaning, dressing, and dressing services from the box, "Are you fighting with people every day, with so many things?"

"My mother prepared it for me," Zhou Chunyang said. "She thinks I will be beaten to death at any time, so I have enough to last until the ambulance."

"How is your arm?" Li Ziqiang asked.

On the first day of the first day, watching Zhang Qiang beat Su Bin on the bed, he walked to the table: "Let him stop, let's fight."

"Zhang Qiang!" Li Ziqiang shouted, "Almost got it."

Zhang Qiang stopped his hand: "Damn."

Su Bin lifted the towel and stood up. His hair was all messed up, and his clothes were torn open, but with a determined expression on his face, he changed his clothes in silence, combed his hair, and walked out of the dormitory with his head held high.

"He just owes his mouth," Li Ziqiang said. "If he can't resist beatings, he can beat him twice."

"I'm not working hard." Zhang Qiang sat down beside the table.

"I'm sorry everyone, I've caused you two troubles," Zhou Chunyang took out a small bottle of physiological saline and put it in front of the first day of the first year, "Chongchong, eliminate disinfection."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded.

"I'll help you brother dog." Hu Biao immediately came over and picked up the bottle.

"Thank you," Zhou Chunyang said while looking at the mirror on the table to deal with the injury on his forehead, "I won't go around the corner. What that idiot said is the truth. If you think you can't accept it, you can say it directly. I will apply for a change of dormitory or You can go out and rent.”

"Is there anyone who can't accept it?" Li Ziqiang looked at a few people.

"It's Chunyang's private matter," Gao Xiaoyang said. "It doesn't affect anyone, so I have no opinion."

"Don't tell me if you want to see me," Zhang Qiang said. "As long as you don't come at me, I have no opinion at all."

Zhou Chunyang smiled and sighed, and turned the mirror to face him: "Brother Xiaoqiang, why don't you take a picture?"

"Go away!" Zhang Qiang slapped the table.

All of them were happy.

After the wound was treated, there was no time to eat breakfast. A few people went to the canteen to buy bread and went directly to the teaching building.

Zhou Chunyang's injury was on the forehead, he wore a hat to cover it, and the injury on the arm of the first year of junior high school was also covered by a long-sleeved T-shirt.

There were two fights in their dormitory just after school started. If the teacher knows about this, it is estimated that there will be trouble.

However, although the teachers didn't notice it, in just ten minutes, the students basically knew about it. After all, the two dormitory buildings are face to face. There is a fight in the corridor here, and you can watch the high-definition live broadcast in the corridor over there. .

The first day was a bit torturous.

Since calling here, he has always been surrounded by onlookers, which is really uncomfortable for him. He just hopes that no one looks down on him and bullies him, and does not want to be the center of attention.

But when they came over, everyone should be watching Zhou Chunyang.

The classroom was already full of people, and Zhou Chunyang sat next to him in the last two rows of the first day of junior high and the dormitory.

This is a public class. I read the textbook for the first time and made sure I didn't get the wrong book in a daze.

career.

The name of this class sounds a bit magical.

The teacher in the class was a white-haired old man. He didn't even introduce himself when he entered the classroom. He just wrote the word "Liu" on the blackboard and started the lecture.

Before speaking for three minutes, Zhou Chunyang yawned beside him.

At the first meal, my eyelids felt a little heavy.

This teacher Liu speaks in a very low voice. In the first year of junior high school, he likes to be distracted in class, but now his tone is like forced distraction.

However, it was not a window but a wall next to it, and he had nothing to look at, so he could only stare at the textbook.

When Zhou Chunyang yawned for the third time, he followed suit.

Zhou Chunyang smiled: "Finally infected."

"I can't hear what he said or said." Chu Yi sighed.

"It doesn't matter whether you listen to this class or not," Zhou Chunyang said. "Haven't you seen that he doesn't even point out his name? This class will take two years in total."

On the first day, he smiled and lay down on the table.

gay.

He looked at Zhou Chunyang from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Chunyang is actually gay?

He has no concept of this word at all. All the content related to homosexuality that he can think of in his mind comes from the funny role in various movies.

Zhou Chunyang is not at all. Although he looks very gentle with glasses, he is not a mother at all, and when they fight, he even loses that gentleness.

How can such a person be gay?

At first felt very incomprehensible.

But there is no way to ask.

Zhou Chunyang seemed quite calm, but on the first day of the first year, he felt that he couldn't ask questions. After all, it was someone's private matter, and he could clearly see the contempt on his face when he said that he was gay.

After class, several people from their dormitory stood together in the corridor.

Li Ziqiang seemed to want to support his buddy with a long face, and his arms were always on Zhou Chunyang's shoulders.

"Damn," he looked to the side, "it's probably spread all over the place."

"It's okay," Zhou Chunyang said, "it's been around since I was in junior high school."

"No," Zhang Qiang looked at him, "How did you get into a fight in the morning? How did the 407 idiot know? Didn't those 404s that day?"

"After going to the toilet, I ran into 407's past to find someone," Zhou Chunyang clicked, "Fate."

"No, even if you're... right," Hu Biao frowned. "As for it, you're going to hit him once you see him. Did you steal his boyfriend?"

Zhou Chunyang glanced at Hu Biao and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Biao has a very broad mind."

Several people laughed for a long time.

"I didn't fight the 404 guys because of this," Zhou Chunyang said. "I didn't deal with it in the first place. Today, this 407... What's it called? His reaction was so big and I was startled."

"I'll ask you about it," Hu Biao said.

"What are you asking?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"Let's find out what 407 is called." Hu Biao said.

"Why are you asking about this, I don't plan to do anything to him." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Don't inquire," Wu Xu said beside him, "It was all right, but when you inquired, people thought Chunyang liked him."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, had a good time with a few people.

This thing is really a bit miraculous to him. Now everyone in the dormitory can have fun with it, and he hasn't recovered yet.

Today's class was very compact. After a day of class, he realized that this auto repair major was not what he imagined, squatting next to the car every day.

Engine maintenance, automobile circuits, chassis maintenance, and basic electrical engineering are all things that are confusing to read, as well as computer basics and physical education classes.

The physical education class is probably the easiest, and it is directly divided into two basketball calls.

He has been sitting on the sidelines watching the first day of the junior high school. He can't play basketball. To be precise, he can't play any ball. When he was in junior high school, no one called him for a ball with a lot of people, and no one paid him any attention for a one-on-one ball. .

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao ran over halfway through, "I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted, will you go up for me for a while?"

"I won't." Chu Yi said.

"...I can't," Hu Biao was stunned. "Then how can you do it? Look at the girls over there. I guess they are all waiting to see you. Our dormitory has been attracting attention since the military training, one for you, and one for Zhou Chunyang."

"Ah." Chu Yi looked at him.

"Zhou Chunyang is definitely out of the game now, people like men," Hu Biao said, "now you are a douchebag."

"Shut up, shut up." Chu Yi said.

There were three classes in physical education, computer repair and preschool education. After Hu Biao said this, he noticed a lot of preschool girls sitting on the side of the field in the first year of junior high.

"Xiaoyang," said Gao Xiaoyang, who was next to him on the first day of the first day.

"Then I'll go." Gao Xiaoyang stood up and moved his arms to get on the field.

"Hey." Hu Biao sighed regretfully.

Unfamiliar classes, unfamiliar teachers, unfamiliar teaching methods, after this day's class, he actually felt a little tired on the first day of junior high, although he recalled it as if he didn't remember anything.

After dinner, the people in the dormitory began to play games.

As usual, on the first day of the first year, didn't participate. was lying on the bed listening to a group of people yelling, staring at the roof in a daze.

Finally, he couldn't hold back, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-Today we fought again with the people in the next dormitory

-Is this your way of working out?

Looking at Yan Hang's reply on the first day of the first day, he smiled for a long time, then he smiled again, and after hesitating for a while, he sent another message.

-Someone asked Zhou Chunyang for trouble, saying he was a gay dead gay

- Zhou Chunyang is gay?

- he admitted it , i find it hard to imagine

- You didn't keep saying that people are fucking gay, did you?

-how is this possible

Yan Hang didn't reply for a long time, the screen went black, he turned it on again and looked at Yan Hang's avatar.

When was about to click in to see if there was any new content in Yan Hang's circle of friends.

Yan Hang's message came over.

- He didn't like you, did he?

On the first day of the first day, Yan Hang retracted the news before he could react.

- slow down, i see

- Day, have you been holding your phone?

-Yeah, it's so tight that can't breathe on phone

-[Laughs] I feel inappropriate when I finish speaking. I'm not polite to Zhou Chunyang. Don't you want to know, it makes people think what opinion do you have towards him?

-Ok, I know

Of course he knew this feeling, a stammer could make him dare not say more, not to mention the situation like Zhou Chunyang.

On the first day of the new year, turned over and looked at a few people playing games below.

When his eyes swept across Zhou Chunyang's face, he was suddenly shocked.

Zhou Chunyang couldn't have taken a fancy to Yan Hang!