Chapter 3672

Chu Xu knelt on the ground and gasped.

Pantothenic acid in the eyes.

It hurts.

It's the first time he hurts so much because of a person.

When footsteps sounded behind him, his back stiffened for a moment, and his fingers closed and clenched.

Until the man walked past him and looked at him with strange and strange eyes.

Chu Xu smiled.

I feel a little sad.

At this point, people began to put their words on the surface that they were just playing with him.

What is he expecting.

Chu Xu was trembling all over. He was like a fish without water. He just sat on the ground. When the wind blew on his face, it hurt, like a knife cutting his skin.

——"Just for fun. What does brother Xu want?"

The low, clear voice he knew best.

Light echoes in his heart, countless times, plunge down.

It was just for fun.

It turned out that he was nothing.

It turned out that he thought he was right.

original,

So.

Chu Xu never went back to the basement,

The next day was Monday,

Early self-study,

The buzzing voice never stopped, and the papers flew all over the sky.

Chu Xu didn't know what he was doing. He came early.

"Brother Xu." Zheng Boye shouted.

He walked in without expression. As soon as he entered the classroom, he leaned loosely against the chair. When he looked sideways, he gave a sound.

Zheng Boye: "...?"

The low air pressure around the man is obvious.

What's wrong with brother Xu.

Since we left that Friday night, we haven't met again this weekend. Zheng Boye doesn't know why he is a little worried. He has been suffering until now. Unexpectedly, Chu Xu really came.

Zheng Boye looked at Chu Xu for several times and began to worry, but he couldn't hold a word.

"Say." the school bully hung his eyes. Maybe it was because he didn't sleep all night. His eyes climbed up the red blood. His body was more violent and his voice was a little rusty.

This is so wrong!!

Zheng Boye coughed several times and couldn't help but ask, "did God send you home last Friday night? Didn't you..."

He was thinking about his words for fear that he would say something wrong like the last time, and the LORD was still brushing questions in the class. His voice was consciously reduced: "nothing happened, didn't it?"

Which pot doesn't open, carry which pot.

Zheng Boye is really a fool in this regard.

Chu Xu suddenly sneered and said sarcastically, "what do you think will happen?"

It happened.

He provoked it first.

His fault.

He recognized the plant.

Zheng Boye is under great pressure. He thinks Chu Xu is a little angry, but Zheng Boye doesn't know what's wrong with his question.

"No, No." Zheng Boye shook his head like a rattle and said seriously, "nothing happened!"

There was a flag raising ceremony on Monday, and the radio announced to stand in line downstairs.

When Chu Xu got up, Zheng Boye glanced at the school bully's neck at random, but his eyes suddenly stagnated.

Boys wear thin sweaters, some loose, slim and thin against their body shape, and some are faintly exposed at the neckline

Zheng Boye shuddered, tripped over his chair and made a loud bang. Almost half the class looked back.

Zheng Boye lay on the ground, a little embarrassed.

When he got up, he was still in a trance. The sight he had just seen made his brain buzzing. On Friday night, brother Xu's relationship with Xueshen knocked in his mind.

Is he wrong?

Maybe it was bitten by mosquitoes?

What is he thinking?

How is that possible?

Zheng Boye firmly believes that it must be his eye! flower It's over!

Just downstairs, the teaching director saw the figure with sharp eyes. He shouted very loudly, and the people around him heard: "Chu Xu!"

After hearing this, the man lifted his thin eyelids and walked lazily.

"Do you owe me something? The review book. I'll read it on the stage later!" the teaching director looked at Chu Xu for a few eyes, paused on the boy's excessively pale face, and couldn't help frowning: "you said you were staying up all night again? Don't mess around if you have nothing. Look at this face. What have you done to yourself."

"Is it ugly?" Chu Xu was silent all the time. When he heard this sentence, he suddenly asked.

"?" the teaching director was stunned. He didn't expect Chu Xu to ask him such a question. When his dark eyes looked at him, there were red blood. His eyes were inexplicably like sharp and fragile glass. He felt incredible: "do you think it's good-looking? What aesthetics do you adolescent boys have?"

Chu Xu hissed and raised his hand to touch the earrings on his ear. It seemed that he could still feel the temperature left by the fingertips when he touched his earrings.

It seems a little ugly.

Just a word.

What he tossed himself into.

The teaching director saw that Chu Xu's face was really bad. He had never seen this man like this. It seemed that he had been hit hard. The whole person was a little depressed. Was he punished hard?

No.

Chu Xunian reviewed that. Isn't that routine.

Hey, young people now.

However, Chu Xu did not write a review. He almost recited what he read every time. The process was very familiar. When he came to the national flag platform, Chu Xu suddenly stagnated.

The man's school uniform was clean and straight. In front of him was a director. He was saying something. The boy was cold and indifferent on his side.

He almost tried his best to suppress the impulse to turn around and leave. Just when he wanted to take back his eyes, Jing Bai seemed to find someone looking at him, glanced down and looked over.

The eyes are clear and light.

Chu Xu didn't know what expression he was looking at that time. He couldn't even remember how he walked, but finally he stood on the other side, far away from the boy.

"OK." after taking back his eyes, the boy nodded slightly and answered the director's words.

The director wanted to pat the boy on the shoulder, but he was avoided without leaving a trace.

Chu Xu didn't expect that he would be on the same stage with Jingbai today.

But there's nothing wrong with thinking about it. After all, people come to be responsible for the flag raising ceremony.

They didn't say a word until they came on stage.

The teaching director probably wants to give the whole school a negative teaching material, so that Chu Xu and Jing Bai stand on the same stage. The contrast is particularly obvious.

The stage was so big that they all stood on one side, and the distance inevitably narrowed a few minutes.

Near Chu Xu, I could smell the smell of tobacco on the boy.

Familiar and strange.

His eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, and his standing posture was always casual and indifferent.

The students standing on the playground almost went crazy and couldn't hold their voices.

"Learning God and school bully on the same stage? How dare the school."

"I didn't expect that one day I would see these two people standing on the national flag platform together, although one is a speech and the other is a review. Tut tut."

"Good! Handsome! Kill me, I'm dead."

The atmosphere was a little restless for a time.

The boy was tall and straight. He didn't take the manuscript. He only took a microphone in his hand. His fingerbones were clear. When he enunciated with his thin lips, his voice sounded in everyone's ears through the microphone. It was cold and oppressive: "quiet."