Beyond The Outline

This is mid-May, early summer.

Shao Zhan couldn't understand Xu Sheng's body more thoroughly. He had entered in two other ways, knowing where he was sensitive, where he could not be touched, and where he could roll dumbly.

The thin sweat fell down the forehead with a hot temperature.

Only then did Xu Sheng clearly realize that the winter, which was full of review and entrance exams, was composed of countless drawings and audio sounds from the earphone cable during the entrance exam.

The next day of the exercise, most of the Sixth Middle School students put on their autumn coats, and the sun shining on them made people feel hot.

Since Shao Zhan is now a senior in high school, at the most critical moment, the person who speaks as the student representative at the flag raising ceremony every Monday is replaced by a second-year student: "We have invited xxx students in the second-year senior to come on stage to speak under the national flag——"

King Gu Yan held his hands on the edge of the flag-raising platform, looking around left and looking around, with the meaning of patrolling the territory, and whispered: "What's the matter with the wall over the playground? Why is it so dirty, I will find someone to brush it another day. What does it look like..."

The wall Gu Yanwang said was a school wall facing the flag-raising stand, with black and gray stripes on it, all with ball marks.

Xu Sheng was ten minutes late. He avoided the teacher and walked in from the back of the playground in a calm manner. After standing still, he raised his hand and supported his waist: "...Fuck."

Both of them are tall. Shao Zhan stood behind him. Seeing his little gesture, he raised his hand on his waist and helped him: "I didn't want to play with you last night. Does it hurt?"

There was still more than a month of college entrance examination, and I was busy reviewing it, and Shao Zhan did not bother him much in the end.

Xu Sheng: "It's on the side of the desk."

The classmates from Class 6 on the side glanced at Class 7 inadvertently, and this eye just swept across Xueshen's unretracted hand: "..."

The boy was cold, with his palm resting on the waist of the person in front of him. The school uniform was loose, or Xu Xiaoba was too thin. After putting it on, the waist was obviously sunken, and the folds of his clothes were winding down.

The man quickly retracted his eyes.

...He seems to see something he shouldn't.

The content of the exercises was the same as before. After the student representatives gave a speech on the topic of "Read more and read well", the teacher from the sports group took the stage to announce the relevant matters of the "basketball game". The only grades participating in the competition were high school one and high school two. After that, all students disbanded in place.

The third year of high school sighed, Hou Jun shook his head on the podium as soon as he returned to class: "Hey, there is no human rights in the third year..."

"Who said no?" Tan Kai followed into the class. "I didn't even have the right to participate in the basketball game. I lost the first game last year. I also want to go back this year and show them the style of Class 7."

"Did we participate in our class last year?" Xu Shengguai went to the canteen to buy water, took the water back to the class, and gave Qiu Qiu and the others a few lollipops that he bought from the cashier of the canopy. I have no impression."

It is true that the second grade of the seventh grade was compared once. At that time, Xu Sheng was still a frightening "school boss". Naturally, no one dared to invite him to form a team. Not to mention Shao Zhan. Dare to find.

Hou Jun said: "I participated, you might have skipped class at that time, and wandered on the brink of violating school rules all day long."

Hou Jun's remarks are well-founded and Xu Sheng could not refute: "..."

Hou Jun said and looked into Xu Sheng's collar: "Brother Sheng, you..."

There is an inconspicuous mark on his collarbone.

Xu Sheng took advantage of Shao Zhan’s not in his seat, and directly sat in his seat to look for the test paper.

Hou Jun said so far: "I have toilet water in my bedroom. If you need it, you can ask me to borrow it."

Xu Sheng: "?"

The inability to participate in the basketball game in the third year of high school directly caused the class atmosphere to be sluggish. In addition, the mock test last week also gave results. This time the mock test ranking is the ranking of the whole city A, so you can more intuitively see where you are-every time The scores are all about the joys and worries of a few families. If you do well in the exam, it will be fine. A bad exam will directly affect your mentality before the exam. If you have a bad mentality, you will just collapse.

Tan Kai is a typical example. In the past, he and Hou Jun always talked about cross talk in class. Now Hou Jun doesn't talk about anything he says, and he writes hard.

Xu Sheng tried to comfort him, but to no avail, so he dragged Shao Zhan over.

Shao Zhan: "What's the use for me to go."

"Aren't you studying God," Xu Sheng said, "Tan Kai has worshiped you since the first year of high school. Your words may be useful."

If the former Shao Zhan never thought that he would take the initiative to stand in front of his classmates one day, but he said in a cold voice, "This time the simulation volume is very simple" did not comfort Tan Kai at all.

"The simulation volume this time is very simple," said Shao Zhan, and paused again. "It stands to reason that there should not be so many points."

Xu Sheng: "..."

Tan Kai: "..." I cried so loudly, believe it or not, I cried to show you.

Hou Jun, who is comforting Tan Kai: "..."

"Excuse me," Xu Sheng put a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder, planning to take the person away, "You continue, when he doesn't exist."

The depressive atmosphere in Class 7 was maintained until evening self-study. Classes participating in basketball games in other grades trained on the court. After school, the basketball court was empty and quiet, and the sound was transmitted all the way into the teaching building through the rear window.

Xu Sheng finished writing the paper in his hand, turned the pen around, and asked a shocking sentence: "Does anyone want to go down to play."

"...?"

No one speaks.

Xu Sheng: "Don't understand, I will repeat it again?"

"No, I understand," Tan Kai was startled by Xu Sheng's sentence. "But isn't it going to self-study now? How can I go to play."

Shao Zhan faintly sensed what Xu Sheng had to say next.

Sure enough, Xu Sheng leaned back and said quite naturally: "...skip class."

"You won't be that old and haven't skipped class," Xu Zhan looked down at the phone screen and said after looking at the time, "Gu Yan Wang and Lao Meng should be in a meeting. Now they can still play for half an hour after slipping down. "

Xu Sheng said nonsense and said: "Learning this kind of thing pays attention to the combination of work and rest. The moment of relaxation is for better learning later, raise your hand, who wants to follow me?"

Everyone was eager to try, but no one dared to move for a while, until a very slight seat movement sounded in the silent classroom.

Shao Zhan got up and walked to the back door of the classroom, turning his head to look at Xu Sheng: "Not leaving?"

Shao Zhan acted too fast, and he simply didn't give people any response time. He said that people would have already left the classroom within a second of skipping class.

This gives other people a reassurance.

Learn God all skipped class.

What else do they dare not!

"Let's go," Hou Jun put on his sneakers, "Cocked up, I'm going to be crazy again in the classroom."

Even Qiu Qiu threw a pen: "Lack of cheerleaders?"

Tan Kai stepped out of autism: "Sister Qiu, wait a while and call out the words "Brother Kai Niubi" three times!"

There are more than a hundred days before the college entrance examination, and the third-seventh class of senior high school skips class collectively.

When I got down to Class 7, I happened to be playing a training match in the second year of high school.

There was a class on the court who didn’t have an appointment and could only practice shooting by himself. The basketball hit the rim with a “bang” and flew straight out of the court—the next second, there was another “bang”, a A well-knotted hand caught the ball, then with a wrist turn, the basketball landed.

Shao Zhan’s school uniform cuffs were folded up a few times, and his wrists were thin. No one else in Class 7 had seen him play. He threw the ball back and asked the sophomore team: "Do you?"

The young man's eyebrows were cold and sharp, and the words he said were even colder, causing the opposite person to not speak for a long time.

"Brother," Xu Sheng was often surprised by Shao Zhan's social skills. He sighed and said, "Your tone and words sound like you are looking for someone to fight."

Shao Zhan: "..."

This training match is still scheduled. Xu Sheng played with Shao Zhan for the first time. In the previous physical education class, they only played badminton with Qiu Qiu and others. They didn't dare to play too hard. They always gave Qiu Qiu water. No.

Class 7 students quickly discovered that these two masters were both fast and accurate. Xu Sheng usually went around a lot, but Hou Jun was a person who had fought with him, knowing that he was serious and hardly spoke. Sure enough, Xu Sheng bent down, raised his hand and pulled the collar of his collar, and went up to grab the ball on the opposite side.

Shao Zhan scored a point after receiving the ball, and the two cooperated very tacitly-the ball dropped straight from the hoop without any partiality.

There were whistles on the basketball court.

"Brother Zhan, this ball is beautiful!" Hou Jun said while wiping his sweat.

Tan Kai’s basketball skills are actually very bad. It’s so bad that Qiu Qiu couldn’t find the right words to praise him when he was watching the game. But I didn’t know in my heart: “I’m not paying attention to the operation just now? No one praised me. ."

Xu Sheng: "...?"

Xu Sheng was silent for a while, and reluctantly praised him: "The operation you almost smashed the ball into the opposite hand just now is very detailed."

"You shot the wrong basket," Shao Zhan said. "It's also very detailed."

Tan Kai: "..."

The teenagers on the court were warm and public. Qiu Qiu and the others sat on the edge to help look at the clothes. She never thought that she was so close to the college entrance examination, and she could do this kind of skipping class to watch people play.

During this period of time, everyone is under great pressure. It is not so much pressure, as it is confusion about the future. I have thought about the college entrance examination many times, and I really quickly walked to the most important exam in my life, but couldn't help showing timidity.

But at the moment all emotions are forgotten.

The tense string in his mind was broken up by the phrase "skip class". They have always followed the rules. In life, except for the problem, it seems that Xu Sheng can't get rid of several fouls.

Qiu Qiu shouted "Come on, Seven Classes".

Among Qiu Qiu’s cheering words was Gu Yan’s frustrated voice: "Grade Three and Seven—What are you doing?!"

The ball in Hou Jun's hand almost flew out. The reaction was like playing a game secretly at home. Mom pushed the door and came in: "Fuck me?"

"Didn't Gu Yan go to the meeting."

Gu Yanwang was indeed in a meeting. The back window of the conference room was facing the basketball court. Everyone squinted their eyes to the teaching building. Only then did they see Gu Yanwang’s head sticking out of the window at a certain window on the third floor. The middle-aged man had thinning hair and an angry expression: "Asshole-don't run, I'll get down right away. If I don't study well, what do I do on the court?!"

The ball in Hou Jun's hand was slapped flying by Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng: "What are you doing in a daze? Run."

Class 7 students ran back in a swarm.

Qiu Qiu ran slowly, Xu Sheng slowed down and came back to pull her, and by the way called Shao Zhan: "At the same table, wait a moment, you will also take someone to run."

So Shao Zhan slowed down and leaned on the iron net of the basketball court to wait for them.

Qiu Qiu was taken away by someone, and the wind blew by her ears. She suddenly felt that maybe it was not because of the phrase "skip class", but she found that the teenagers on the court were always enthusiastic and always upward...she was the same.