Beyond The Outline

On a beautiful day, Zhang Feng should have stretched out, and then opened the curtains to greet this brilliant morning. He opened the phone with a comfortable mood: "..."

All Zhang Feng's remaining doze was gone: "??!"

Before he had time to ask Xu Sheng what was going on in the four-school league, he said that if you didn't study together, how could you secretly test for second place, Xu Sheng gave him a second blow.

His elder brother, Xu Sheng, asked him if he had many school uniforms.

Zhang Feng rubbed his eyes and made sure that he had not made a mistake. The two words in the chat box were really school uniforms: "Fuck, I... haven't I woke up yet?"

Zhang Feng threw the phone, pulled up the quilt, and tried to return to the real world with his hands on his chest: "It should be a dream."

"It must be a dream... How could Xu Sheng ask me to borrow a school uniform, which is more incredible than his second place in the league."

Xu Sheng is notorious for not wearing school uniforms.

The out-of-fit and unique private server is about to become a scenic line of Linjiang Sixth Middle School.

You can see it at a glance when you walk in the crowd.

...

Not only Zhang Feng can't think of it, I'm afraid all Linjiang Sixth Middle School students can't imagine what Xu Sheng looks like in school uniforms honestly.

"Zhang Feng-you are dying, you can't get up at what time, do you still want to go to school." As soon as Zhang Feng finished throwing his mobile phone, he heard his fucking knock on the door.

Almost at the same time, the phone vibrated twice. It is estimated that the man on the opposite side could not wait, and sent another message:

Don't pretend not to see it.

Zhang Feng: "..." So he is really not dreaming?

Xu Sheng was too lazy to wait, looking at the time and wondering that it should be almost the same, and then simply shook over for a voice call.

Zhang Feng got up from the bed numbly, and at the second of the connection, Xu Sheng gave a slightly hoarse "hello" on the opposite side.

"What time is it, you haven't got up yet," Xu Sheng's throat improved a lot after drinking the water, "have you seen the news."

Zhang Feng: "I can see it, but is that what I understand? You wear school uniforms?"

Xu Sheng: "It's not me or anyone else."

Zhang Feng choked: "...Are you serious? You are very abnormal. How many reviews have you written for the school uniform."

Xu Sheng: "I didn't figure it out before. People will change."

Zhang Feng took it.

He felt that not only him, but all the teachers and students of the school would have to be severely hit today.

"I do have a new set of school uniforms, and I haven't worn them," Zhang Feng said, "Then wait, I guess there will be half an hour before you can go out. Are you in the dormitory? I will come to your dormitory and give it to you. ."

Early on Monday morning, there was a constant flow of traffic at the school gate.

There are four magnificent calligraphy characters on the school sign at the gate of Linjiang Sixth Middle School. It is said that the famous calligrapher wrote specially for the Sixth Middle School. The pen and ink is strong. Gu Yanwang stood at the school gate for routine inspection, but today's Gu Yanwang Much more gentle than usual, the sixth middle school won the league double championship, making the irritable grade director smile: "You said your school pants are not dry? Hey, it's okay, just take it as an example. I'm the kind of unreasonable. Teacher? Go in."

The student wanted to say: You are usually.

Students carried their schoolbags into the school one after another. After the peak period, the movement at the school gate decreased.

Senior two and seventh class.

"Brother Sheng hasn't come yet." Shen Wenhao was drunk last night and his head still hurts today. He scratched his head and asked Shao Zhan.

Shao Zhan knocked on Xu Sheng’s door in the morning. He did a few things drunk and unbearable to look back on last night. The person in the door was obviously avoiding him. Finally, he asked what he most wanted to know through the door, "Are you still uncomfortable?" ', confirm that the careless person in the door who ran away after he was okay, then entered the class.

Shao Zhan: "He just got up when I came over."

Shen Wenhao nodded: "Then you remember to ask Brother Sheng to hand in the homework, he wrote the homework this weekend."

Shao Zhan: "I wrote it."

In order to enter the league team, Xu Sheng signed a series of unequal treaties in the office. In addition, he always liked to go to Shao Zhan's bedroom to kill time. During this time, he handed in his homework on time.

Xu Sheng was not completely hiding from him. Part of the reason was indeed because he was too ashamed to say "hugging" yesterday. However, he had a thick skin and was fine after accepting it. The main reason was that he was trying on school uniform at the time. Easy to open the door.

The first time I wore school uniforms it felt... kind of strange.

The sixth lieutenant's pants are loose, Xu Sheng has a thin waist.

After Xu Sheng finished wearing it, he stood in front of the mirror and glanced at himself, pulling his collar uncomfortably, and suddenly he dared not go out.

Xu Sheng finally hooked the black rope around his neck and stuffed it into the collar of the school uniform, calmed down the feeling of "slaps himself in the face", and walked out of the boys' bedroom.

There are fewer people at the school gate, but the flow of people walking around in the school has become denser, especially on the road from the cafeteria, the canteen to the teaching building, and students appear in groups nearby.

Several girls with ponytails walked out of the school building with their textbooks in their hands.

"Why is it so lively?"

"Today, the commissary has fried chicken drumsticks, which are limited to fifty. They are all robbed."

"Then let's go too—"

One of the girls walked down the steps. When she said this, she raised her head, and then she didn't know what she saw, leaving her stunned. The last half of the sentence was "Go and see" without saying: "..."

Several other girls looked down and chatted, but didn't notice that the teenager in school uniform walked past: "What's the matter?"

The girl turned her head, and after passing by, she could only see the back of the young man. She was tall and long in legs, and wearing a loose gray-blue school uniform on her body made him stand out, and she also had that wanton youthful spirit. Submerged in a pile of school uniforms, it is also very eye-catching.

The girl was dumb and opened her mouth in disbelief: "The one in school uniform just now... is Xu Sheng?"

Xu Sheng's wearing of school uniforms shocked all the people before he entered the class.

Who doesn't know that the school bully hasn't worn a school uniform since entering school.

what is it today?

The school bully wears school uniform.

These five words shocked everyone who met Xu Sheng this morning and lost their ability to think.

Zhang Feng, who entered the class only after giving Xu Sheng his school uniform, shook his head while copying his homework. He had already foreseen how the whole school would be a sensation today.

In the seventh class of high school.

As usual, Hou Jun surrounded Shao Zhan and asked the god of learning to give instructions: "Brother Zhan, ask for advice, this question is too difficult, I think hard—"

Shao Zhan took the pen. This question was assigned to him by Yuan Ziqiang's tutor. It was not within the scope of his usual homework. He watched the question while paying attention to the movement outside the corridor: "This question, three-dimensional geometry?"

Yuan Ziqiang: "Right, right."

Shao Zhan hooked his pen and began to solve the problem. Halfway through the solution, the decibels suddenly dropped in the corridor.

At first, Yuan Ziqiang and others were surprised: "Why, it's so quiet outside. Is this Gu Yan coming to check the post?"

Until a figure appeared at the back door of the classroom.

Instead of entering the class directly, he went to the back window first, with his wrist slightly bent, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and putting the bottle of cold water in from the back window and putting it on the desk. The boy was wearing it. A school uniform, maybe after a hangover, he was still uncomfortable, which made him look a little sleepy, but he still couldn't hide the publicity of his body. After he put down the water, he half-leaned against the back window of the classroom and beat them. Say hello: "Morning."

The man in front of him was Xu Sheng in school uniform.

Hou Jun: "..."

Tan Kai: "..."

Yuan Ziqiang: "..."

Other students in Class 7: "..."

Class 7 was quiet like the corridor outside, except for a "pop", which came from the pen that Hou Jun didn't hold firmly in his hand and accidentally dropped.

After Hou Jun and the others uttered a "fuck" at a loss, the class bell rang.

Meng Guowei brought the textbook into the class, and still didn't realize what happened in the class: "Well, let's study this morning..."

Meng Guowei glanced at the classroom habitually, and then changed the conversation: "The one in the last row, you are in the wrong shift... Wait a minute, are you Xu Sheng?"

It was not only Meng Guowei who was impacted. During his early self-study period, Gu Yan Wang also received news that he sneaked around from the sixth shift next door. Like a thief, the cat looked at Xu Sheng outside the window for a long time, wishing to write a line like this: Xu Sheng today crazy?

Next to Gu Yanwang was a teacher who was on patrol together: "Do you think he is crazy? I saw Xu Sheng wearing school uniform one day in my teaching career? I'm not dreaming, you hit me."

The patrol teacher didn't dare to move: "That's not good."

Gu Yanwang: "Hurry up, hit me."

The patrol teacher could only pinch the back of Gu Yanwang's outstretched hand.

pain.It seems to be true.

Gu Yan Wang said again: "Do you think it might have something to do with his second place in the league... Now Xu Sheng not only learns to keep up, but also keeps up with the code of conduct. It seems that this lost boy is teaching me tirelessly. I found the right path next time!"

Xu Shengxin, who didn't know what these people were thinking about, said: What kind of ornamental animal is he?

Xu Sheng walked from the dormitory to the teaching building, and got a lot of attention. Someone almost fell off the stairs after hitting him head-on.

Now he looked at Gu Yan Wang out of the window with a bewildered look.

"Is it that weird to wear school uniform," Xu Sheng asked, unable to sit still after sitting for a while, "how do I react like this."

When Shao Zhan saw him just now, the three-dimensional geometric algorithm in his mind seemed to be cleared by pressing a key. Wherever he went, how to solve this problem, there was no idea: "Not surprising."

In fact, it is not surprising that Xu Sheng wears school uniforms.

The shock of the students is divided into two parts.

The first part is the fact that Xu Sheng wears school uniforms.

The second part accounts for a larger proportion, which is Xu Sheng's appearance in school uniform...too ostentatious.

I am used to Xu Sheng’s black T-shirt, but now it’s not abrupt to change into a school uniform. He unbuttons a few of his neckline, and the uniform can be worn with a certain sense of impropriety. The collar is unbuttoned and his collarbone is half exposed. The harmonious contrast is completely different from that of Shao Zhan, but it has attracted enough attention.

Xu Sheng didn't believe it, he uncomfortably pulled the collar again, and opened the collar further: "Really."

I knew I shouldn't wear it.

"Really," Shao Zhan didn't ask him why he was wearing a school uniform. He only said, "This sentence is true today, and that sentence last night is true."

Xu Sheng paused with his fingers hooking the collar.

The wine that should have been exhausted seemed to surge up in an instant.

He found that after he really met Shao Zhan, many details that he did not recall carefully appeared in front of him, such as the cold breath of the boy suddenly approaching after he said "hugging", and the fleeting hand pinched on his waist.

And along the long street, Shao Zhan let him hold it for a while, the temperature on his wrist and the pulse and heartbeat of the two people seem to be entwined with each other.

Xu Sheng used to be uncomfortable pulling the neckline, but now he feels a little hot for no reason.