Fake Slackers

On the day of the Second Lieutenant Colonel's celebration, the school was filled with banners, posters on the bulletin board, a brilliant piece of red, quite celebratory, it said: warm congratulations on the sixty-seventh anniversary of Liyang Second Middle School.

And the belt was carefully hung at the entrance of the school.

The students walked in behind their backpacks and discussed the way in.

Student union staff started setting up the auditorium a few days ago and then focused on preparing for the afternoon rehearsal.

All teachers wore formal clothes this day.

Old Tang is not even young, biased aesthetics is a few years older than age, has a unique love for vintage cloth shoes. Now put on a formal suit, finally pull the aesthetics back to the line, the whole person looks a lot more spiritual.

But Tang still looked a little uncomfortable, standing on the podium, pulling his tie twice from time to time with his hands up.

“Xu Jing said in the group to go to the auditorium rehearsal after lunch," He Dynasty stabbed Xie Yu with a pen and asked, “Do you remember the move? ”

Xie Yu lay down and looked at him with his side pillow on his arm: “Yes. ”

He raised his hand and rubbed it quite naturally. The kid's hair was soft and he didn't want to let go: “Why don't you believe me? ”

Xie Yu's rehearsal was not very motivated. Most of the time, he followed his moves with cold face. Xu Jing didn't even worry about Rowenqiang, who danced like the great god, but worried that Xie Yu would not keep up.

Xie Yu just felt a little annoyed by the row over and over since it was all going to happen: “Love Believe it or not. ”

Crazy dogs today rarely incite, read the history of Second Lieutenant Colonel to all the school teachers and students on the radio, briefly reviewing each footprint for more than 60 years, and finally said: “In fact, the most important component of our Second Lieutenant Colonel's history is not the glorious achievements, nor the superior teacher strength… it is your second year, the children who spent three years of high school in Second Secondary. ”

The mad dog was nagging on the radio. Xie Yu had a headache and flipped over the comic book.

This comic book was brought from home by Wanda, a total of ten books, the theme of Hot Blooded High School, went crazy in the classroom for a few days, the whole class of boys, you read one of my books on a rotating basis.

The day before yesterday, Rowenqiang secretly watched in math class. He was taken away by Old Wu and fined ten math topics. These people were itchy enough to sneak into the teacher's office to get it back while Wu was not paying attention.

“Old Xie, isn't he a man?” He tried to take him with him, but Xie Yu wasn't very interested, so he excited him. “Are you scared? ”

Xie Yu: “I'm afraid of a dick. ”

As a result, they followed Wanda around the door of the office for several laps. When they saw that Wu had opened the comic book, it was a classroom. They were not given a chance to do it at all: "...”

Xie Yu didn't turn two pages and heard He Dynasty raise his voice: “Teacher, today... the jade tree is windy and handsome. A young teenager, especially handsome. ”

When He Dynasty spoke, he leaned back, even with a seat, and swayed.

Liu Jinhao grasped it and said, “It's like Second Zhongguo Fucheng. ”

All the good things let them finish, Rowenqiang can only say: "Just one word, handsome! ”

The whole class laughed and clapped their hands together.

Old Tang touched his head with disgrace: "What nonsense. ”

After Tang finished, put his hand at the podium and no longer wear his tie.

Xie Yu stared at the He Dynasty, which rocked on the chair and did not appear to have any shape.

In the early winter, some of the students who feared the cold were dressed in winter clothes. The man was still wearing thin clothes, but looked like a fire stove, even folding his sleeves and revealing a wrist.

Liu Jinhao casually mentioned that if he did not become a class leader, the best person in the class to be a class leader would be He Dynasty.

It's a good fit.

The man seemed to disobey the rules, but he just didn't show up in the mountains.

School holiday parties are chosen after school, which is usually the time for self-study at night. The rehearsal classmates have to go to lunch. After lunch, Liu Jinhao bent over and took the performance out of the table belly: “Then why don't we just skip the half-day lesson? Beauty. ”

“Don't freshen up," Xu Jing and Xu Qingqing took their clothes and held hands. "Get dressed and gather at the end of the stairs. ”

Must be inconvenient in the classroom, not influenced by naked arms, can only go to the toilet compartment.

In total, there are only six compartments. Liu Jinhao and the others run in and take one each. It's like they can't catch up with the hot dishes slowly. The only one left is the innermost one.

Luo Wenqiang succeeded in the second place, locking the door and saying: "Sorry, Chao, Yu, you two can squeeze. ”

“ …… ”

Xie Yu took her clothes and stood at the toilet door. She wanted to kick Rowen into the toilet.

“Go," He dynasty could not ask for, smiling to grab Xie Yu's shoulder, “crowded? ”

The compartment is too small for two people to touch in motion, let alone undress.

He Dynasty quickly took off his shirt three or two times. Xie Yu just pulled the zipper off his coat. His elbow accidentally touched the waist of He Dynasty. Kind of hard.

The boy was skinny, his abs did not look exaggerated, and was uniquely green at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

“Make way," Xie Yutong paused, adding, "Roll over a little bit. ”

Liu Jinhao changed their clothes and didn't forget to chat. Talking about the bloody cartoon, he said with his voice: "I saw the fifth volume. Where's Six? ”

“Six no longer exists. ”

“In Old Wu's hands. ”

“You haven't stolen it yet? ”

“... how! You tell me how to steal! Wu is watching every lesson, it's not over yet! ”

In addition to changing clothes in the compartment, there are many people who go in and out.

Xie Yu put on his clothes, put on his pants three or two times, and when he raised his head, He Chao was staring at him against the door panel: “Why? ”

He Dynasty has changed, the white shirt on him a bit accidentally revealed the pussy, the top three buttons not buckled, hugely open.

“Look at you,” said He Dynasty, "my little friend is so beautiful. ”

Xie Yu pulled his pants up a little bit and took another two steps forward. He raised his hand to help him button up his clothes. He wrapped his fingers around the button and touched the temperature on the person through the cloth, reminding him: "You, the person with the boyfriend, don't be too sloppy. ”

He Dynasty did not move, let Xie Yu snap two upwards, a little unbearable, head down towards him.

“Brother Chao, are you ready? ”

Rowen was so powerful, knocking on the door was like smashing the door, knocking a few times, knocking on the door panel of the compartment was shaking.

He Dynasty: “…”

Rowen knocked hard and opened the door after a few seconds. He was about to turn around and show off his new look. By the way, he asked if he was handsome. It was not good to see He Chao's face.

We agreed to hurry up and rendezvous at the entrance of the stairs after changing. Xu Qingqing and their girls changed clothes slowly and dragged for a while.

By the time they got dressed, the boys had been waiting for five or six minutes at the entrance.

Rowen Qiangwanda and several of them deliberately stood close to the hallway, standing in a row, seriously concave posture, Rowen Qiang single-handedly stuck in the pants pocket, Liu Jinhao surrounded his chest, expressions cold, eyes lost.

Xu Jing glanced directly over these psychopaths and went to look for the two doors of Class 3.

The two classmates sat on the stairs with a low profile on the doorstep.

Xie Yu bent his leg, the low-waist cowboy was still hollowed, straight and long, obviously you can see the large amount of skin exposed at the knee, white shaking eyes.

Xu Jing stared for a few seconds.

He Dynasty held his phone in his hand and his other hand held Xie Yu's neck. Looks like he wants to take a photo with him. Xie Yu is obviously unhappy and has no expression on the lens.

This guy doesn't have very good photography skills, and the angle is strange. Either two people's faces are too hard and they are all held up by their faces, or they are the scene of a car crash.

Happy Happiness is also particularly confident: “Well, look at my composition. ”

“Build a fart,” Xie Yu stood up and said, "You wake up and be realistic. ”

The school lobby is used infrequently and, in addition to such school festival performances, will only be used if students are called to a grade convention.

The stage is covered with wooden floors and dark red curtains on both sides.

From the top down, it's a row of endless seats.

When Liu Jinhao went, they all had hard mouths. They said they wanted to hang the other classes. Then they stepped on stage and their legs were soft.

Luo Wenqiang: “How come I didn't find our school auditorium that big before? ”

Liu Jinhao: “Are there so many people sitting under the stage? ”

Wanda: “Anyone want to pee? ”

“Are you cowardly?" He Dynasty stood in the middle. He kicked Rowen Qiang slightly while he was talking. “What did he say when he first arrived? ”

“Universe's Invincible Cowards" stands for Rowenqiang: “… we covet. ”

Xie Yu was less involved in the rehearsal, but the whole rehearsal operation didn't go wrong. When a boy jumps on stage, even if the action is not standard enough, he doesn't need a lighter to do the lighting, and the whole person shines bright light himself.

Unlike He Dynasty's performance-filled Zhang Yang, Xie Yu doesn't really want to show himself, but he can't stand others to look at him.

I couldn't move my eyes at first glance.

After Xu Jing jumped, as the last sound fell, the stone fell in his heart, and his heart said it must be stable this time.

At 6 p.m., the audience entered one after another, and the empty auditorium was buzzing.

The first row sits at the school level with names and titles at the table.

After a long series of introductory remarks, the two moderators began to report the show: "… Next, students from the first class are invited to bring us a poem reciting" My School "and applaud it. ”

Performance shows are arranged in the first row so that they can come on stage later.

There was nothing to read in the poem. Xie Yu heard it later and turned his head and asked: “How many classes are we in? ”

“Didn't you see the program? Behind class two, eighth. “

“Didn't pay attention. ”

In the talking room, the last sentence of the poem was recited, and the two girls on the stage bowed down on the stage and then the whole auditorium lights went out. When it slowly lit up a few seconds later, the two people who recited the poem had stepped out of the stage, standing on the stage with the two hosts dressed in attendance: “Thank you very much for the amazing performance that the class brought to us. On this special day, I believe everyone is as excited as I am...”

The second high school class show was a small product. It made Xie Yu wake up with a big smile.

“Here we are," Xu Jing passed from the top, “get ready and relax. ”

Rowen Qiang was nervous enough to stare at the stage without blinking, every show didn't fall. When he turned his head to pass the words back, he saw Xie Yu sitting on his right hand still rubbing his eyes, half squinting, quite tired: “It's time for us - Brother Yu, you are too calm. ”

There have been rumours before that three shifts of two bosses are going to the stage. For this reason, several buildings have been built in the school poster bar, all howling “It's worth it, if you can see it in your fucking lifetime, it's really worth it”.

Though it has been fantasized countless times in the brain, no one has thought of it, seeing it with their own eyes, more shocking than imagined.