The wind blows north, you chase south

Chapter 1 Who's Ome Lost
Less than half a month after the start of school, I was invited to the office by the head teacher, Lao Chen, to conduct ideological education alone.

When Lao Chen talked about Meng's mother's three relocations from chiseling the wall, I secretly yawned.Unexpectedly, this move stimulated the eloquent old Chen. She slapped the table with a look of resentment.

"Hu Le, I've said a lot, have you listened to it? You should know that you are a sophomore in high school, not a sophomore in junior high school! As a student from the High School Attached to Normal University, you only scored 38 points in physics. Are you embarrassed? "

In order to prevent her from starting a new round of ideological education, I quickly and sincerely admitted my mistake: "Mr. Chen, I know I was wrong, and I will definitely do well in the exam next time."

"Report." An abrupt male voice came.

Lao Chen and I followed the prestige at the same time and saw Sunan walking towards us with a blank face holding a stack of test papers.

As soon as I saw him, I quickly winked at him like a drowning man grasping at straws.

As a result, I blinked until my eyes cramped, but Sunan still turned a blind eye, passed me by, and handed the test paper to Old Chen: "Mr. Chen, the revised test paper is ready."

As soon as she saw her favorite student, Lao Chen's attitude turned 180 degrees. She smiled gently at Sunan: "Thank you, you got full marks in physics again this time. It's very good. Make persistent efforts next time."

Su Nan said modestly, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, but..." He glanced at me and said slowly, "The corrected physics papers haven't been handed in yet, and Hu Le's is missing."

My heart skipped a beat.

"Her paper is here with me. Look at her test score, 38 points, sorry!" Lao Chen slapped the paper, angrily.

"Both of you came from the High School Attached to the Normal School. Why did your academic performance differ drastically when you reached the second year of high school? Su Nan, please teach her well. Hu Le, take your paper back. If you fail the exam next time, I will Just ask your parents."

Asking parents has always been a magic weapon for teachers to suppress students. Like a cat being pinched by the neck, I immediately lost my temper: "Yes, Teacher Chen."

Old Chen Bai glanced at me, waved his hand and said, "You all go back."

As soon as I left the office, I immediately stopped Sunan and complained bitterly: "Su Nan, we all grew up wearing the same pair of pants. My brother is in trouble, how can you just ignore it?"

He glanced at me lightly: "I think you are still alive and well."

"That's because I have a strong ability to resist blows." I retorted.

"You don't need to be so literary, you just have a thick skin." He glanced at my test paper casually and sneered, "You will make mistakes in sending sub-questions. Do you have a long head just to look good?"

If Sunan becomes a teacher in the future, his students must be very miserable. Thinking about his poisonous tongue, I suddenly feel that Lao Chen's words against people are nothing at all.

Before I could refute, he left an unquestionable sentence like an imperial edict: "After the physical education class is over, you go back to class and wait for me obediently."

As a qualified scumbag, I always go in with the left ear and out with the right ear, so when the physical education teacher said free activities, I immediately ran towards freedom like a bird out of the cage...but I ran into a roadblock.

Looking at Sunan who was one meter away from me, I sighed: "Comrade Sunan, I want to ask you something, have you installed a positioning system on me?" Otherwise, how can you always strike accurately? ?
"Stop talking nonsense." He stepped forward, holding my collar like a chicken, "Go to the classroom to make up lessons."

I struggled under his hands: "Old Chen is just being polite, and you take it seriously. I really don't want to waste the time of Xueba, just let me fend for myself."

As soon as the words finished, Sunan let me go, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible.

I often think, since God gave him a cold face, why did he give him cute dimples? The combination of the two is really inconsistent.

Just when I was thinking wildly, Sunan narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Okay, then I'll tell Auntie after school, you take the exam..."

"Isn't it just to make up lessons? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I can't wait to receive the baptism of knowledge. Come on." I said quickly.

If God gave me another chance, I would rather choose to fall under my mother's stick than accept Sunan's mental torture.

After being scolded by Sunan one hundred and eight times, I was already numb. I handed him the revised test paper for the last time, and complained in a deadpan way: "Su Nan, promise me, you will never be a teacher in the future."

He concentrated on checking the test paper, and asked me without raising his head when he heard this, "Why?"

"Because I'm afraid your students will hold a grudge..."

Sunan raised his head and looked at me indifferently: "So, you hate me?"

I shook my head and said silently in my heart: I don't hate you, I just want to strangle you to death. I am much simpler than those small-bodied people.

Looking at Sunan's look of "If you have the guts to say you hate me, I'll send you to hell", I swallowed, grinned, and said, "How could it be? Thank you before it's too late."

He laughed, obviously not convinced, and continued to check the test paper with his head slightly lowered.

Sunshine came in from the window, lazily sprinkled on the ground, the white curtain was blown by the wind, and passed over his head. He lowered his head, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, with a look of tranquility.

I have to say that this scene is really eye-catching, and it is very harmonious even if it is put in a movie full of literary style.

I can't help but sigh, time is like a pig-killing knife, but also a beauty knife. When I was a child, Sunan was as thin as a monkey, and his smile was uglier than crying. Later, I didn't know what I ate. become more beautiful.

His stature has also grown, his face has become paler, and his facial features have become more and more refined. It's a pity that the facial paralysis has not changed.

"It's all right this time..." When he looked up, he found me staring at him with a dazed face, frowning in disgust, "What the hell are you doing..."

"Su Nan." Xu Xu, Sunan's good friend, walked into the classroom carelessly, patted him on the shoulder, and greeted me again, "Hey, Hu Le."

"Hey, shush." ​​I smiled back at him.

"Hiss, I told you my name is Xu Xu, not Hush, it makes me want to pee." He made a gesture to slap me on the head, but Sunan stopped him without a trace.

Sunan asked with a straight face, "What's the matter?"

"Go play basketball! It's a great time, what are you doing here? You're a top student and you're racing against time to study?" Xu Xu didn't think so.

I feel ashamed, Sunan is not racing against time to learn, but is racing against time to practice the advanced and help the late.

Apparently, Xu Xu also saw the physics test paper on the table, and he comforted me with a light cough: "Student Hu Le, reading is not the only thing in life. If you can't read well, it doesn't mean you can't be a good person. I think you are very sunny and positive. , Very enthusiastic. Isn’t the school going to hold a cultural evening recently? What talent do you have, you can definitely shine on stage.”

Speaking of the cultural evening, I looked at Sunan resentfully.

After the second year of high school was divided into arts and science classes, the class discipline was lax and there was no sense of community. The dean couldn't stand it. After discussing with the principal, he decided to hold a cultural evening, and each class had to submit at least three programs.

As a positive and good young man, I am obliged to this.

It's a pity that the power of the cultural evening is in the hands of Sunan, no matter whether I try to be soft and stubborn or coerce and lure him, he will not be moved.

Being forced into a hurry, he said: "You can improve your grades first."

So, is there any direct connection between my poor grades and participating in the cultural evening and striving for honor for the class?He just didn't want me to have the chance to perform on stage.

Sunan and I are typical childhood sweethearts.

I was born in September, and Sunan was born in November. He is two months younger than me. When I can walk, he will not turn over.

But this guy is a typical latecomer. He started to catch up with me when he was five years old. Not only can he recite Tang poetry and Song Ci fluently, but he can also do mental arithmetic.

So here comes the problem.

The two parents who stand on the same starting point have very different children.

Apart from studying, I am omnipotent. The first reason why I was able to get into the No. [-] Middle School with the lower grades was that I was lucky that year, and the deeper reason was that in the year of the senior high school entrance examination, I was forced by Sunan. I'm learning.

Sunan told me solemnly: "I'm not trying to help you, it's just that people like you, only by my side will they not take detours and go to other places, which will only endanger society in the future."

In order to prevent me from becoming a moth in society, how much Sunan endured the humiliation!
Because Sunan is too smart, and my IQ balance is insufficient, the balance is uneven.

My mother looks amiable on the surface, but which woman has no vanity and comparison.Seeing Sunan next door coming home with certificates, trophies, and bonuses every now and then, and the threshold of my house was almost collapsed by the teachers of various subjects, my mother was extremely unbalanced, and she kept teaching me with the positive teaching material of Sunan, He is a typical child of other people's family.

So when I was young, I didn't like to play with Sunan, but my mother said, if you are close to Zhu, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. If you play with Sunan more, you may be able to get a taste of his fairy spirit.

But I didn't touch the fairy air, I only got angry.

For the great cause of my cultural evening, I volunteered to help Sunan and Xu Xu carry their schoolbags.They played basketball, and I served tea and water for logistics in the back.

I have to say that Sunan was quite handsome when he played basketball, which attracted a lot of "bees". They surrounded the basketball court and screamed from time to time.

Listening to the "Come on Sunan" one after another, I couldn't help but look sideways at him.

On the court, he was making a three-step layup, his slender body jumped up, his hair swaying in the sun, watching this scene, my heart trembled inadvertently, but it returned to normal immediately.

After a round of beating, Sunan wiped his sweat and walked up to me, saying concisely: "Water."

I quickly handed over the mineral water.

He unscrewed the lid and raised his head to drink water. Because he drank in a hurry, a stream of water flowed down the corner of his mouth, slipped over the rolling Adam's apple, and landed on his slightly heaving chest.

I subconsciously swallowed my saliva, I don't know why, my mouth seems a little dry.

As the sun set, the entire playground was shrouded in sunset glow. Sunan's figure was half exposed in the sun and half hidden in the shadows. The light and shadow flickered on and off. When he curled his lips and smiled, it looked like an oil painting.

I blinked and recorded the moment.

After Sunan finished playing, the two of us pushed our bicycles home.

On the way, taking advantage of his good mood, I mentioned the matter of signing up for a cultural evening.

Regarding my persistence, Sunan was very helpless: "If you have such enthusiasm for studying, how can you score more than [-] points in the exam?"

"Then tell me, do you agree or not?" I asked.

He straddled his long legs, got on the bicycle, tapped one foot on the ground, and smiled provocatively at me: "That depends on whether you can catch up with me."

As soon as the words fell, he had already gone away on his bicycle.I came back to my senses, cursed secretly, and stepped on the bicycle in a hurry, but because of my short legs, I still lagged behind him by a large distance.

The night wind was blowing, and the corners of Sunan's clothes were blown up, like a white pigeon flying with wings.When he turned his head suddenly, the wind messed up his black hair, but it still couldn't get rid of the deep dimples on his cheeks.

When I rushed to the door of the house exhausted, Sunan was ready to go out to buy soy sauce.

I swear, I saw the sneer in his eyes.

My mother came out to pour water, and when she saw Sunan, she smiled brighter than the spring flowers in March: "Oh, Sunan, I bought soy sauce for your mother, you are such an obedient boy."

"Hello, Auntie." Sunan was always very well-behaved in front of adults.

"I heard that you got full marks in the physics test again this time. You are really good. Yesterday your mother praised you in front of everyone, saying that you gave birth to a good son, unlike me, who gave birth to such a iron padded jacket. Find it for me." uneasy."

Sour, the tone is sour enough.

I have been a mother and daughter with her for so many years, if I don't know her well, I will live my life in vain, I know that my mother must have kicked the iron board again with Sunan's mother.

In order to win the praise of my mother, I stepped forward and recommended myself: "Mom, I'm not bad, this time the school is holding a cultural evening, I plan to perform a surprise show, and I promise to make everyone applaud."

But my mother didn't give me any face: "It's just you, forget it, are you acting like breaking a boulder in your chest, reaching out your hand to a frying pan, or swallowing a sword?"

The corners of my mouth twitched, I didn't expect her to tear things apart like this, but I still pretended to be serious on the surface: "When the time comes, I will definitely impress you."

In fact, I have already prepared the program, what is missing is the actors.

I secretly thought that Sunan would agree to me sooner or later, so I still have to make preparations early.As the saying goes, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

And I have already found the actors. After dinner, I called Fang Xiaojing and Fang Zicong.

Fang Xiaojing and Fang Zicong are good friends of mine, don’t get me wrong, they just had a surname collision, they are not siblings, the three of us formed an indestructible pyramid in the class, and we are the famous Three Musketeers.

But in this regard, Sunan expressed a different view.

He thinks we are not the pyramids, because the pyramids are too mysterious and noble, and we are not worthy of them.He said that the three of us are more like an equilateral triangle, all three of us are scumbags, and our state is very stable.

I asked Fang Xiaojing: "Now there is a chance for you to become famous, are you going to get it or not? Didn't you always want to be an actor? Now you have the chance to become the next Marilyn Monroe."

"What are you going to do?" Fang Xiaojing asked enthusiastically.

"I wrote a stage script and needed actors, and you were the first one I chose."

"What script? Who am I playing?" She was very excited, and I could imagine her eagerness to try on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, carve the boat and ask for the sword, you play that sword." I said.

"Hu Le, go to hell, really!" Fang Xiaojing hung up the phone angrily.

Later, I asked Fang Zicong with the same tone and the same words, and got the same kind "greetings".But the hard work paid off, the two of them were still moved by my enthusiasm, and finally agreed to work with me for the show.

During the rehearsal, I had a flash of inspiration and suggested: "Why don't we ask Sunan to take a look? Maybe he will be deeply fascinated by our program when he sees it, and then immediately write our program Report it."

Fang Xiaojing already regretted agreeing to my request, and she said honestly: "Hu Le, it's not me who hit you. As far as the level of your script is concerned, let alone Sunan, Fang Zicong and I feel shabby. I think we should quit early. , so as not to lose face in time."

I said solemnly: "The top three will get bonuses."

Fang Xiaojing immediately turned against him: "Hehe, what's wrong with the script, just change it. I believe that with my lifelike acting skills, I can definitely make up for the lack of the script, isn't it, Fang Zicong?"

Fang Zicong had a bitter and bitter expression on his face: "I think it's even more impossible for you to participate."

"Enough." I concluded, "It hasn't even started yet, so you're just guessing wildly over there. I'll go find Sunan, you guys continue the rehearsal, don't be lazy."

As the squad leader with so much to do, how could Sunan agree to watch my rehearsal? His answer was simple: "I'm not free."

I complained: You have time to go to the bathroom, have time to eat, and have time to read magazines during breaks. Why can’t you spare 10 minutes to watch our rehearsal?So while he was going to the bathroom, I stopped him at the door of the men's bathroom.

Sunan came out from inside, and when he saw me for the first time, his brows became a Sichuan character.He washed his hands and pulled me to a corner to criticize the education: "Hu Le, are you sick? Is it fun for you to stand at the door of the men's bathroom and stop me?"

It's fun, but it's not fun. I only smell "ecstasy".

"As long as you take a look at our rehearsal, I won't pester you anymore, I swear." I held up three fingers.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was on the verge of an explosion.But for my show, I can only straighten my back, neither humble nor overbearing.Under my stalking, Sunan finally nodded his noble head.

I took him to the school fountain.

The stage play pays attention to realism, so we make the best use of everything for the time being, sacrificing the school fountain.

I played the boat, Fang Xiaojing played the swordsman throwing the sword, and Fang Zicong was the sword.

For the sake of realism, I bent down and squatted in the fountain, Fang Xiaojing rode on me, and said affectionately: "Oh, my sword, my love, I shouldn't half-heartedly let you fall into the icy river .You are my love, how can I..."

Fang Zicong, who played the role of Jian, burst into laughter and couldn't help laughing.

Fang Xiaojing and I glared at Fang Zicong, he immediately looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't dare to do anything wrong.But Sunan was different. He only listened to one line of Fang Xiaojing's line and gave us a low score.

"Pretentious. I'm going," he said.

"Don't go!" I quickly winked to let Fang Zicong stop him.Fang Zicong was glared at by Sunan, and immediately ran away with his tail between his legs.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaojing also ran away: "Hu Le, I'm a little hungry, I'm going to the canteen, come back later!"

"You..." Seeing that they all abandoned me, I slapped the water bitterly, and suddenly I heard someone shouting from behind: "Who is in the fountain pool?! Come out for me..."

When I heard it, Huarong turned pale with fright. This voice belonged to the teaching director of the Great Demon King. If he caught me squatting in the fountain, I would never even think about going home tonight.

"Idiot, why are you still squatting? Don't run fast." Sunan stepped forward quickly, pulled me out of the fountain, and dragged me to run away. The voice of the dean behind him was blown away by the wind.

"Still running! Which class of you are so courageous, dare to play with the fountain? Don't let me catch you, or you will look good!"

The dean's voice was gone. After running all the way, I collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, and laughed hoarsely: "Fortunately, I didn't get caught. I don't want to write a [-]-word self-criticism."

Compared to my embarrassment, Sunan didn't take a breath. He looked at me lightly, with a different emotion hidden in his eyes: "Hu Le, sometimes I really want to open your brain to see what's inside. What structure."

"It's just different from you anyway." I snorted.

He pulled me up from a limp ball, and I twisted: "I'm so tired from running, let me rest for a while."

"There's dog shit on the grass."

"Where is it? Where is it?" I kept running around like a dog chasing its tail. Thinking of a lump of dog poop hanging on my back, I thought: It's over, I will bring a fresh lump of dog poop back at night, my mother must beat it Break my leg.

Sunan pressed my head and forced me to stop, with a bit of teasing in his eyes: "You believe anything you say."

"You lied to me!" I barked my teeth and claws, trying to beat him up.

"What's wrong with lying to you, didn't you waste my time." He looked into my eyes and said.

"This is just my first rehearsal, you believe me, we will improve, just let me participate, otherwise I will be uneasy, and I will not be able to study at ease when I am uneasy, and if I am uneasy, I will fail in the exam, and I will fail in the exam. To be called to the office by the teacher..."

"Okay." Sunan couldn't bear my thoughts, and covered my mouth, "You are more talkative than Tang Monk, I promise you."

I couldn't believe it for a moment, my mouth was covered by his big palm, and I only whined a few times.He looked at my blinking eyes that were about to cramp, and finally showed mercy and let me go.

"You promised me? Did you really promise me? Didn't you lie to me? Why did you promise me all of a sudden?" I walked around him excitedly.

"Because..." He gave me a blank look, "I don't want you to haunt me all day long."

The reason why I linger is not what he asked for. If he promised me earlier, he would not have to face my big face all day long. However, since he promised me, I was still grateful, so I said: "I invite you Go to the commissary and drink soda."

"Drink it yourself." He left a sentence and walked away.

I look forward to the stars, to the moon, and finally to the literary evening of No. [-] Middle School.

The principal and dean spent huge sums of money to hold the party in line with the principle of not doing it, but doing it as best as possible.

According to the decision of the school, school girl Sunan and school belle Xu Qingwei, who are both good-looking and talented, will host the party as hosts.

Xu Qingwei's reputation in the No. [-] Middle School is no less than that of Sunan. She was a famous figure when she first entered the school. I heard that she passed the piano tenth grade at the age of ten. She is good at writing calligraphy and has even participated in the youth speech contest.

In short, she and Sunan are both standing at the top of the pyramid, with a trophy in their left hand and a reputation in their right hand. They have reached the pinnacle of life at a young age.

Before the party started, Fang Xiaojing and I sat in the audience in the auditorium and listened to the principal's one-hour opening speech.

When I was drowsy, Fang Xiaojing patted me awake and said that the show was about to start.I woke up in a jerk and took them backstage to prepare.

When I was going backstage to get ready, Xu Qingwei just came in to touch up my makeup. Seeing that I was wearing a performance costume, she smiled and said, "You guys have prepared very meticulously. Do you attach great importance to this cultural show?"

I pretended not to understand the sarcasm in her words, and laughed: "Yeah, after all, I want to be in the top three, and I will be in the top three when the time comes, so I invite you to dinner."

What I said was polite, I know Xu Qingwei is as proud as she is, and she won't really take my words to heart.

Just as she was about to say something, when she saw Sunan coming in, she greeted her: "Su Nan, the dean is looking for us."

"Come on." He replied indifferently, casting his eyes on me.

I was wearing black at the moment because I was playing a ship, so I had to blend in with the background.

How to describe my current appearance, I have seen the little green man in the background in the movie sideshow, my current image is the background man who is more like a seal.

"Hey, Sunan, do you think I look like a seal?" I waved to him and said hello.

Come on, I'm more like a seal this way.

Seeing my funny appearance, Sunan, who had been keeping a straight face, involuntarily hooked the corners of his mouth.When he passed me, he patted my head lightly, and said lightly: "Hu Haibao, come on."

Our show was scheduled for the last one.

The three of us hid in the background, watching each show pass by, feeling more and more uneasy.

Fang Xiaojing wanted to run away: "Hu Le, the program they prepared is so good, I don't think our program can do anything."

I gave her a blank look, when is it time to grow other people's ambitions and destroy my own prestige.I cheered her up: "This is the first time you are on stage in your life, don't be stage frightened! Although this is a small step for you, it is a big step for your life."

Finally it was our turn, the three of you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally walked to the middle of the stage.

Sunan retreated to the corner of the stage, and he glanced at me lightly.I took my eyes away from him and looked at the crowd of people under the stage, feeling suddenly a little stage frightened.

Fang Xiaojing was the first to speak her lines. Usually, she could memorize her lines fluently, but when she came on stage, she began to stammer: "Oh...I...my dear Jian...you...how are you willing...to give up on me? , I share weal and woe with you..."

I frowned again and again, Fang Xiaojing, is this a cassette tape, a line is spoken intermittently?I reminded her in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, hold on tight."

She just said a line, and the audience burst into laughter. The principal, dean, and judges sitting in the first row shook their heads again and again. look like.

Fang Xiaojing's self-confidence was blown away by the laughter, and she almost finished her lines in tears.

Next, something happened to Fang Zicong. Seeing Fang Xiaojing standing in the middle of the stage at a loss, he, who was usually timid as a mouse, suddenly jumped up, blocked Fang Xiaojing, and said angrily to the laughing crowd below: "What are you laughing at? What a joke!"

Fang Xiaojing and I looked at Fang Zicong in surprise.

Now he was wearing a sword hilt prop on his head and a costume on his body. He looked ridiculous, but he resolutely stood in front of the two girls.

A few troublesome students in the audience booed: "The performance is so bad, why are we not allowed to laugh?"

"That's right, if you dare to perform on stage in this kind of show, who gave you the courage?"

All kinds of ridicules came and went. Seeing that the scene was out of control, even the dean looked at the stage dissatisfied.

Just when we were at a loss, Sunan's voice came through the microphone.

He walked slowly towards the middle of the stage, his deep voice rippling on the huge stage: "There was a man from Chu who was wading across the river. from falling.'"

After he finished reading, he looked at Fang Xiaojing with encouraging eyes.Fang Xiaojing, who was at a loss at first, suddenly calmed down, returned to normal, and began to perform with a lively voice.

And Fang Zicong also changed his usual appearance of doing whatever he wanted, and cooperated perfectly with Fang Xiaojing, and the laughter from the audience gradually dissipated.

I glanced at Sunan, but he just glanced at me lightly, then retreated, turned and walked to the corner of the stage.

When the show finally ended, we all breathed a sigh of relief.

Backstage, Fang Xiaojing patted her chest and said, "My heart almost jumped out of my throat. If it wasn't for the monitor's help, I don't know what to do next."

That's right, if it wasn't for Sunan's quick wit, our show might have been interrupted like that, let alone the top three, maybe we would have become the joke of this cultural evening.

Fang Xiaojing patted me on the shoulder: "My dear, I will leave it to you to thank the class monitor. I believe you will be able to do it well."

It's hard to thank Sunan, he is a typical recalcitrant person, and sugar-coated shells have no effect on him, so until the end of the party, I couldn't think of a good way to repay him.

After the cultural evening, I went home and thought about it until my mother's loud voice sounded: "Hu Le, come down to eat dumplings."

As soon as I heard the dumplings, I immediately put the gratitude behind me. As soon as I went downstairs, my mother stuffed me with a bowl of hot dumplings: "Go, send a bowl to Sunan's family, remember to bring some vinegar back, our family didn't vinegar."

I went to Sunan's house with dumplings, thinking of a joke along the way.

In the past, the family ate crabs, but because they didn't have any vinegar, they went to the neighbor's house to borrow them.A few days later, the neighbor next door came to his house with a bowl of vinegar and said, "Our family drinks vinegar tonight, and I'll borrow some crabs from you."

"Why are you standing in front of my house and giggling?" Sunan opened the door and came out to take out the trash. Seeing me smiling like a mentally retarded person, she frowned slightly.

"I'm here to deliver the dumplings, and I'll borrow some vinegar by the way." I put the dumpling bowl in front of him.

"Come in." He glanced at me, "At least comb your hair at home."

What's wrong with my hair?
Passing by his bathroom, I looked at myself and blushed. Now my hairstyle is more post-modern.My mother is also really, can't give up on me completely just because I am an iron padded jacket, and she didn't even remind me.

However, my skin has always been as thick as a city wall. After I combed my hair, I came out of the bathroom without changing my expression. When I saw the game screen of "Contra" paused on the TV, I felt itchy and started to pass the level with the controller.

Sunan was eating dumplings, and from time to time despised me: "Stupid, go here. Are you a pig? This will kill you! Okay, swim over, dodge the bullet..."

Of course, when he directed me, he still had a calm tone.

I was in a hurry by what he said, and I was killed in a short while.I put all the blame on him and threw the game handle: "You do what you want, it's you who killed me in battle."

He swallowed the last bite of dumpling, and gave me a blank look: "Your skills are not as good as others, so don't shirk your responsibility."

"Okay, then let's compete!" I've always refused to admit defeat.

He snorted and picked up the gamepad.At the beginning of the game, I tried my best to stop him and make trouble for him, thinking: Anyway, I can't win, even if I die, I will pull him back.

But Sunan quickly saw through my trick, not only wittily got rid of me, but also borrowed the last life from me when clearing the level, and beat the big boss to death with one life.

After successfully clearing the level, he put down the controller and gave me a provocative look.

I was not convinced: "Why did you borrow my life without my permission?"

Sunan was very calm and confident: "Because life is more meaningful in my hands, and in your hands is just one more time to lie down."

"You!" I held his head in both hands, forced him to open his mouth, and said angrily, "You spit out the dumpling for me, spit it out!"

"Stop making trouble." Sunan gently pushed my hand away.

How can I be convinced? Compared with strength, I may not be as good as him, but compared with pestering, I do my part.I wrapped him tightly like an octopus, and the two of them rolled around on the ground. I said as I rolled, "Student Su Nan, you can't always talk like this. You have to know a good word that warms the winter. Hurtful words hurt people, June Han, you speak so badly at me every day, do you know how much my fragile little heart has been hit?"

He pushed my head: "Sorry, I can't see that your mind is fragile, but your nerves are thicker than a telephone pole."

"Look, you're here again. We grew up wearing a pair of crotch pants, eating the same bowl of rice, and bathing in the same tub. Why don't you treat me better? Don't forget, I saved you when I was a child." One life."

Having said that, Sunan suddenly stopped and looked straight at me.

The thing I'm talking about happened in kindergarten.

That year, Sunan and I just changed our diapers and successfully entered the kindergarten to receive cultural influence.

Although it is just a kindergarten, there are school bullies. Three-year-old Sunan looks like a kiwi, with "Come bully me" written all over his face!

It was a little chubby who bullied Sunan, who either robbed him of his afternoon snacks or broke his toys.Whenever this time, I always hide aside, watching Sunan cry secretly.

Until one day, Little Pang Dun bullied Sunan again, and even worse, he even used force.I thought, what if Sunan is played badly?Then am I out of action?
If there is no drama to watch, then my stay in kindergarten is meaningless.

So I stood up to resist and wrestled with Xiaopangdun, but I overestimated my strength, was pushed by him, and hit my head on the corner of the table.

Then, I passed out in a hopeless way.

After I woke up, I found that my left eye was tightly wrapped. The doctor told my parents: "Fortunately, it was just a scratch. If it goes an inch further, the eye will be useless."

When I was three years old, I was a one-eyed dragon for half a year.

It is said that the favor of saving life should be repaid by springs, but I have never seen Sunan repay me!
We recalled our childhood for a while and calmed down.

After calming down, we realized that the two people's current posture is a bit awkward.

Although Sunan and I often took a bath together with bare bottoms when we were young, that was when we were young, and now we are almost entering the world of adults.

Sunan seemed to have noticed this too. He propped his hands on the ground and stared at me with his beautiful black eyes.His drooping bangs brushed my cheeks, and I suddenly shivered.

Sunan frowned and asked me, "What's wrong with you?"

"I seem to have been electrocuted?"

Sunan frowned: "Electric, static electricity?"

Maybe.

I didn't experience a sudden cardiac arrest or a burning sensation on my skin. It should be static electricity. If I was really shocked, Sunan wouldn't be able to escape.

"Get up quickly, you're dead." I reached out and pushed his chest.

Suddenly, I heard a roar: "What are you two doing?!"

When I heard this voice, my heart skipped a beat, and I was playing too much.

(End of this chapter)