love you slowly

Chapter 35

"Where's Feng Ke's grandson?" When get out of class was over, Feng Ke flicked his butt and flashed out of the front door, so that Lu Zhiyuan looked up and saw that there was no one there.

Usually, Feng Ke's feet seemed to be pulled by Lu Zhiyuan, and he automatically strolled to the back row after class, but today is unusual.

Hearing the sound, Su Xiaotong snorted softly, turned around and said to Lu Zhiyuan, "I must have gone to find his relatives and girlfriends again. Every time I come back from the bathroom, I either see them flirting with each other in the corridor of Class [-], or It hurts the eyes to see them talking to each other in our hallway."

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly realized, and couldn't help sighing: "I can't help my mother."

"What's so embarrassing? What are you talking about?" Jiang Jie came over with two A4 papers of unknown content.

"Feng Ke is an unfilial son." Lu Zhiyuan smiled.

Although Jiang Jie didn't know why, he still smiled gently because of his temper: "This is the content of the blackboard newspaper this time, and your group can just follow the blackboard writing." He handed the two A4 papers to Lu Zhiyuan's side Meng Annan.

Meng Annan took the two pieces of paper and looked at them briefly, and his expression was not very relaxed. Lu Zhiyuan leaned over and took a look, and saw that the blackboard writing requirements read: the blackboard writing is beautiful and elegant, and pictures should be added appropriately, and full-page text is not allowed.

Lu Zhiyuan smiled unkindly, Meng Annan and his group happened to be a few rough men, and the only girl asked for leave.

"Zhang Da! Lu Jia! Come here, your team leader is about to overthrow the table!" Lu Zhiyuan watched the excitement and yelled at the front without hesitation, Zhang Da shook his pork belly and came together with Lu Jia who was full of doubts up.

Lu Zhiyuan handed them two pieces of paper to look at, and there were two more bitter faces.

"Brother Meng, I can draw trees and flowers. My sister in the elementary class taught me this. Look...is it necessary to draw?" Zhang Da's small eyes shone with sincerity and hesitantly looked at Meng. Annan.

Meng Annan: "..." The answer is obvious, you have a heart.

Suddenly, several pairs of eyes looked at Lu Jia together, and he gasped in shock, "Don't look at me! I'm not much better than Zhang Da. Don't forget that Old Chen publicly said that my The characters are like ghost symbols, to be honest, my paintings are also in this style, as long as you are not afraid that people from the student union will put our blackboard newspaper on the bulletin board, I will draw!"

Su Xiaotong: "Oh my god! What do you need? Meng Annan, you might as well give them ten feet of red."

Meng Annan glanced at the two unsatisfied team members and seemed to be considering the feasibility of this idea.

Zhang Da was so frightened that his fat body trembled three times and pulled Lu Jia away, his speed was not at all like the usual ox who was panting when he climbed the stairs.

"Scared everyone away, what should you do with your blackboard newspaper, Team Leader Meng?" Lu Zhiyuan leaned in front of Meng Annan with a mean look.

Meng Annan glanced at him, didn't speak, and became angry.

"Put your ears here, I'll whisper something to you." Lu Zhiyuan beckoned to Meng Annan mysteriously.

Meng Annan was unmoved, sending a signal from her hair to her toes: stay wherever it is cool.

Lu Zhiyuan was ignored, so he leaned over to Meng Annan's ear and said, "Don't forget that your boyfriend's mother is an art teacher."

Meng Annan turned his head and saw Lu Zhiyuan's face of "please me." He scanned around and found that other people's attention was not in the back row. He slightly bent his palm and put it next to Lu Zhiyuan's ear. It seemed that Meng Annan was whispering to Lu Zhiyuan, but in fact, Meng Annan opened his mouth and bit Lu Zhiyuan's earlobe.

Lu Zhiyuan's body froze, his face was invisible, but the hand hidden under the table grabbed Meng Annan's thigh, "What are you doing!?" He asked eagerly in a low voice.

Meng Annan smiled, and softly blew into Lu Zhiyuan's ear, his eyes curled up like a cunning fox, "I'm seducing you."

Lu Zhiyuan is like a helpless little white rabbit caught by the neck of fate by a cunning fox, unable to move at all.

Enduring the numbness in his ears, Lu Zhiyuan closed his eyes, gave up the idea of ​​the peasant becoming the master, and said in defeat, "I'm in charge of your blackboard newspaper."

Meng Annan let go of him, and patted his head in relief: "You're so good."

So in the afternoon, the four boys stood in front of the blackboard at the back of the classroom, but the positions were slightly different. Lu Zhiyuan stepped on a stool, holding a piece of chalk and tracing the outline of the pattern. Meng Annan stood beside him, Keep your feet on the bar for balance.On the other two sides stood Zhang Da and Lu Jia respectively. One was holding a row of chalks, which was Zhang Da; the other was holding a blackboard eraser, which was Lu Jia.

Zhang Da was crying, and the five-year-old and three-year-old man looked at Meng Anan aggrievedly, "Brother Meng, why do I have to carry so many things, and Lu Jia just took a blackboard eraser?"

Meng Annan had been looking up at Lu Zhiyuan's strokes with his head up, but when he heard Zhang Da's words, he turned his head to look at him, and said flatly, "You are very strong."

Lu Jia was happy to be at leisure, and quickly echoed: "Dada, eat the most food and do the heaviest work, work hard! Brother Meng will not treat you badly, right? Brother Meng."

At this moment, Meng Annan's eyes were glued to Lu Zhiyuan's hand again. He didn't turn his head when he heard the words, raised his head and nodded slightly: "Well, I'll buy you chicken legs after class, both."

The school canteen recently set up a small oven to sell roasted chicken legs. Zhang Da would go downstairs to buy them after almost every class. If the chicken legs weren’t a bit more expensive, he would probably want to buy the whole oven together. return.

The fat on Zhang Da's face trembled when he heard the music, and he stopped complaining of being tired or suffering. He held a whole tray of chalk boxes steadily, and dutifully looked at his left protector.

"I want to eat too." The little painter Lu Zhiyuan stopped the chalk in his hand, looked down at Meng Annan and said.

"Okay," Meng Annan raised his head and smiled, "I'll buy it for you."

"I want three." Lu Zhiyuan clapped three fingers, and glanced at Zhang Da beside him impartially.

Fatty Zhang Da was suddenly stared at, and suddenly felt baffled. He subconsciously glanced at his team leader, but he saw the previously unsmiling team leader slightly raised his head at this moment, smiled without temper, and replied in a gentle voice. : "Okay, I'll buy you as many as you want."

Zhang Dalujia looked at each other, and at the same time glanced at the two people who seemed to be alone, thinking at the same time: Is this still the cold-faced Hades Meng Annan?

After class was over, Meng Annan took out a tissue and handed it to Lu Zhiyuan, then took the chalk in his hand: "Let's take a break first, the next class is self-study anyway."

Lu Zhiyuan jumped off the stool, wiped his hands and sat down, he felt that the seat facing north and south was covered by a shadow. He raised his head and saw Zhang Da standing next to Meng Annan's table, his eyes followed Meng Annan, Meng Annan Annan went to the water dispenser to get water, he stared, Meng Annan handed the water to Lu Zhiyuan, he stared, Meng Annan patted the chalk dust on Lu Zhiyuan's head, he stared.

Finally, Meng Annan raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing Zhang Da's impatience, he curled the corner of his mouth and said jokingly, "Let's go, I'll buy you chicken legs."

Zhang Da's small eyes shone with astonishing light, Meng Annan turned his head and asked Lu Zhiyuan: "You follow, or should I buy it for you?"

Lu Zhiyuan stood up, slightly puckered the corners of his mouth: "I'll follow."

Meng Annan smiled and embraced Lu Zhiyuan's shoulder, "Then let's go."

Before going out, Meng Annan turned his head and said to Zhang Da who was following him, "Call Lu Jia."

When Zhang Da heard this, he turned his head and shouted, "Lu Jia! Come here quickly! Brother Meng, please eat chicken legs!"

When they came out of the canteen, except for Meng Annan, the other three each carried a small bag containing three chicken legs. Zhang Da ate two in one go. At this time, he was slowly separating like a devout believer holding the last chicken leg. chicken thigh.

Lu Jia couldn't bear to see it anymore, he put his hand on Zhang Da's elbow and lifted it violently, and stuffed the unlucky chicken leg into Zhang Da's mouth, "Give the chicken leg a good time!"

Lu Zhiyuan silently gnawed on his own chicken legs, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the same number of chicken legs of the other two, and glanced at Meng Annan who was next to him with his hands in his pockets, his eyes seemed to be "biu" A spark.

Hello Meng Annan!Dare to treat me equally!

After returning to the classroom, he wiped his fingers in a slow manner, looked up and glanced at Meng Annan who was walking to his seat at a leisurely pace. He was so angry that he even thought of going on strike. , I quit!

Meng Annan sat down on his seat calmly, put a bag of toffee and a bottle of drink on Lu Zhiyuan's table, winked at him, tilted his head and smiled: "This is my difference." Treat, look, is it alright?"

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned, originally he was going to make the last work, but before he could do it, he was stupid, he pointed to the two things on the table with an unnatural expression: "I thought you were buying For yourself."

Meng Annan: "Do you think when did you eat the snacks on my table? They are all prepared for you."

Before Lu Zhiyuan could say anything, Meng Annan hurriedly put the things on the table into Lu Zhiyuan's drawer. He glanced at Zhang Da who was savoring the smell of chicken legs, and said in a low voice, "Don't let Zhang Da see you." , or I should say that I favor one and discriminate against another." As he spoke, he also pointed to Zhang Dalujia, who was far away from the road, and Zhang Dalujia, who was far away, and the meaning was obvious, he was the one who was "thick", and the other two were "thin".

For Meng Annan's eccentric and unambiguous behavior, Lu Zhiyuan was very helpful. The original passive sabotage turned into love and dedication in a blink of an eye.

Changing faces too quickly is like a tornado.

It was rare for Feng Ke to enter the classroom without stepping on the bell. Now he came in through the back door and stopped directly in the back row, just like before.

He patted Lu Zhiyuan on the shoulder, and said suspiciously: "I remember you were in the same group as me, why did you come in four groups?"

Lu Zhiyuan slapped Feng Ke's hand, and gave him a blunt look, "I'm here to help, can you control me?"

"I'm your team leader!" Feng Ke said proudly, "Be careful that I'm using power for personal gain, and I'll wear shoes for you."

Lu Zhiyuan poked Meng Annan with his elbow, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Ke, and nodded his chin: "Someone wants to wear small shoes for me."

Sitting next to Lu Zhiyuan, Meng Annan looked up at Feng Ke when he heard this, "I have a second-degree black belt."

That's all he said, and nothing else.

No matter how stupid Feng Ke was, he still had the meaning behind his words, so he asked Lu Zhiyuan to trouble him, so he had to beat him first before talking.

Feng Ke faltered at a speed visible to the naked eye. He sneered twice, stepped back again and again, and turned his head to Zhang Da and shouted: "Fatty! Escort!"

Zhang Da just stood not far away and witnessed the whole process. Hearing the sound, he glanced up and down at Feng Ke, and turned his face away to ignore him. This person is probably ill and cannot be saved.

Zhang Da not only refused to save him, but also looked at Meng Annan eagerly, and said faithfully, "Brother Meng, do you want a knife?"

Feng Ke froze into a stone statue and shattered into slag. In this ups and downs of the story, our protagonist, Lu Zhiyuan, is drinking drinks and eating snacks, feeling very comfortable!

He gave Feng Ke, the cannon fodder in the story, a look of compassion for all living beings, and he pretended to raise the drink in his hand to Feng Ke: It's a good journey.

Feng Ke was so angry that he almost fell down. In this silent battle, Feng Ke threw away his helmet and armor, and he lost miserably!

"Come on, eat a toffee, Master Lu loves you." Lu Zhiyuan threw a candy to Feng Ke from the air, after all, it is not easy to live as a baby who was fed up with shit and urine.

Feng Ke peeled off the candy wrapper aggrievedly, threw the candy into his mouth, looked up at the partially completed blackboard newspaper, and muttered, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Lu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the blackboard behind, and said with a smile: "There is still a need for someone to cheer."

The kindness that Feng Ke managed to force out from the bottom of his heart was shattered in Lu Zhiyuan's cheap mouth, and he let out an angry "huh"!Turn away!

He kindly helped, and even kicked his nose on his face!

The class was over, the noisy classroom gradually quieted down, and occasionally the dean's figure swayed outside the window. When he stopped, he just stood outside the window and looked around the classroom. Writing a book, holding a pen, with an appearance that learning makes me happy, and even the frown between the brows makes the dean feel relieved. They are really a group of obedient children who are eager to learn!

Little did they know that those frowning brows were actually clamoring: Why don't you leave!My game is on!I saw the key plot of the novel!I still have spicy sticks in my mouth!

As soon as the dean left, the lowered heads were raised one after another, as if beating a drum to pass flowers.

The classmate sitting by the window cautiously risked his head and glanced at the end of the corridor. After confirming that the alarm had been lifted, he gestured an "ok" to the whole class, and immediately started whispering in the small corner. Slowly like a rising tide, it swept the whole class in an instant, and the voices of "buzzing" began to rise and fall one after another.

As the class monitor, Jiang Jie had to maintain order, but the voice was too low, and only a few people around could hear it. The noisy voices in the classroom remained undiminished, and became more and more violent, making Jiang Jie blush with anxiety.

"Keep your voice down! If you can pass a note to solve the problem, don't use your mouth! I'm afraid you won't be able to recruit the dean! The people by the window should keep an eye on them, and if anyone comes, they will cough heavily!" Feng Ke's first few words The words were so loud that the class was as quiet as a chicken, but the tone of the last sentence suddenly changed to playful and relaxed, as if the black-faced Guan Gong before was misunderstood by others.

Hearing this, there was another burst of laughter in the class. After laughing for a while, Feng Ke added: "Alright, alright, let's be more careful, keep your voice under control, don't go too far, I don't want to be harassed by Luo Yanwang Please go drink tea."

The dean of No. [-] Middle School, Luo Binren, was given the nickname Luo Yan Wang, as the name suggests: dark face, evil face, bad temper.

Lu Zhiyuan listened to Feng Ke changing his previous clumsy image and solved the class discipline problem with kindness and strength. He lowered his head and whispered to Meng Annan, "My son is so majestic."

Meng Annan circled behind Lu Zhiyuan with his hands weakly, raised his head and approached, "It's up to you."

The two people standing next to him didn't know why, so why did they start whispering?

There were murmurs rising and falling in the classroom, mixed with the sound of Lu Zhiyuan rubbing the chalk on the blackboard behind him, the two echoed and combined into an immediate lullaby.

At this moment, there were a lot of people sleeping in the classroom, and the deskmate next to him was ready to go, waiting for the sound of King Luo Yan's footsteps to wake them up with a slap.

Meng Annan temporarily removed his foot pressing down on the stool bar, and went to his seat to drink some water. Without Meng Annan staring at him, Lu Zhiyuan's feet stood on the edge of the stool, and the two people next to him looked up at Lu Zhiyuan. Huahua didn't pay attention to his feet, and no one reminded him for a while.

Lu Zhiyuan himself didn't notice it, he saw that the outline of the figure on the left needed to be added a few strokes, and he didn't bother to move the stool. He stood on tiptoe, and when the person leaned over, he stretched his hand and reached there. Finally, the stool couldn't find its balance. , conforming to the law of universal gravitation and fell to one side, Lu Zhiyuan was so shocked that he fell down before he even had time to scream.

Meng Annan seemed to have sensed it, and when Zhang Dalujia panicked, he turned around and stretched out his hand to catch Lu Zhiyuan in his arms with lightning speed.

The people who fell asleep in the classroom were awakened by this movement, and then the heads of the whole class looked towards the back row like a relay.

At this moment, the classroom was eerily quiet.

Suddenly Su Xiaotong stared at a certain place, his eyes shone with a strange light, and he took the lead in shouting hastily and excitedly.

In fact, what is presented to everyone at this moment is not only the bodies of the two tightly embracing each other, but also their lips sticking together!

That's right!Under the effect of inertia, Lu Zhiyuan was picked up by Meng Annan, and at the same time, he tilted his head forward violently in response to the call of inertia. Fueled by the law of like-sex attracts, the two lips stuck together accurately. together.

Originally, they were lovers, so there was no fuss about kissing each other, but!This is fucking under the watchful eyes of the whole class of forty or so people!

Su Xiaotong's soul of a rotten girl is burning fiercely at the moment. With her cry, it's like a general who is approaching the city raises his arms, and the rest of the class wake up like a dream, and suddenly there is a wave of shouts. .

"Wow!!!!"

"Oh!!!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

One by one, they beat the table like a war drum and made a loud noise!

Feng Ke, who originally told the whole class to be quiet, was the most booing at this time. He stepped on the stool, his eyebrows almost flew into the sky, and he raised his arms and shouted at the back. over him.

Lu Zhiyuan stood there in embarrassment, the noise in his ears was louder and louder, and now he didn't even dare to move his fingers. As early as the moment their lips were pressed together, he pushed Meng Annan away. It opened, but no faster than other people's eyes.

Meng Annan glanced at Lu Zhiyuan, who was blushing and almost smoking, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He didn't panic, and was even very calm.

Meng Annan swept his eyes across the class, clapped his hands, and signaled for silence.

Immediately, the whole class had a surprisingly tacit understanding, even more tacit understanding than when the dean appeared, as if it had been demonstrated hundreds of times before.

When the whole class was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground, Meng Annan looked at Lu Zhiyuan next to him, smiled in front of the whole class for the first time, and said, "I will take responsibility."