Tian Bu Zhi Chi

Chapter 22

"pay to stop eucalyptus?"

the teenager's body stiffened, and he raised his eyes, and there was a hint of confusion in his brown pupils. the fluorescent lamps in the classroom shone on his face, showing that the dark blue under his eyes was becoming more and more obvious, and fu zhiyu's heart was absent-minded, and even wang xiao could see it.

the black water pen in his hand was very loose, and when he met wang xiao's somewhat worried eyes, he smiled and wrote a letter in front of the title number of the multiple choice question.

remember to rehearse after school, chen lin has a brain problem, you play a tree man to make a fart. wang xiao looked at fu zhiyu like this, but the literary and art committee was not a shaft, even if fu zhiyu did not have a line and just stood there to play an uncle, he still had to be present.

the stacks of rolls on the table almost blocked most of the boy's view, and the rolls made by eucalyptus these days were frightening. in addition to the daily fixed homework, there were real problems that he didn't know where to get them, and he almost fell on the table without looking up.

wang xiao glanced at the empty seat behind him, and he smiled and said, "brother chi is not coming, you can put things on his seat first." "

fu zhiyu only left wang xiao with a black lacquered head, a black water pen writing and drawing on the scroll, and a light voice: "he will be unhappy." "

wang xiao's heart suddenly dulled, but he couldn't figure out why he was like this. he is young and fat, never puts big things and small things in his heart, gags with his classmates at school, and fights with his parents at home. fu zhiyu sat behind him for almost a semester, usually listening to him and chi yu fighting, he had long been used to it.

but chi yu had not been to school for almost a week, and fu zhiyu had originally spoken less, but now it was more exaggerated, and only the tone of voice was left. for the unexplained absenteeism of the late metaphor, the class teacher explained it as: sick leave. but wang xiao felt that it was not right, brother chi never needed a reason for absenteeism, nor would he ask the teacher for leave. a new construction team has arrived on the side of the school playground, and it is said that his family donated a small gymnasium to the school.

he wanted to open his mouth to say something to zhi eucalyptus, but he opened his mouth and only said, "it's okay, brother chi will definitely not transfer schools." "

the pen in the boy's hand was eaten, and the tip of the pen was not lifted for a long time, and a black ink dot was poured on the thin paper.

the rehearsal process of the play really doesn't need to be done by fu zhiyu, he just needs to stand on the edge of the stage and turn around from time to time according to the progress of the plot. obviously, it is so simple, but the eucalyptus has been wrong seven times.

with the bustling streets and freshly paved asphalt, everything doesn't look so satisfying. but the wrinkles of the corner of the teenager's eyes and the edge of the nose made fu zhiyu feel just right, just right and liked. after planting seeds in my heart for a long time, i finally stopped worrying about the turbulence and thorns, and headed towards the bright and dangling sun, so the big horn squeezed through the gaps and grew wildly.

then the clouds came and the sun ran away.

i don't know who touched his elbow, fu zhiyu looked back from the window, looking at some of the stunned classmates on the stage.

"sorry."

wang xiao looked at fu zhiyu standing on the steps, the wide school uniform was almost hanging on him, and his emaciated shoulders and raised knees could be seen from a distance. it may be that fu zhi eucalyptus is white and beautiful, which has aroused wang xiao's pity for xiang xiangyu, who has not risen for a long time.

"you go first, go back to sleep." wang xiao shouted in his throat offstage, he gave chen lin a blank eye, and continued: i don't know if the fart word doesn't let the family line up a fart, i know that i understand that it is rehearsal, and those who don't know it also think that xueba is punished here. "

chen lin's voice was not as big as wang xiao's, she secretly glanced at the white and clean teenager not far away, and stuttered: "i am also for the rehearsal effect, or everyone will vote, see if you need to pay for the eucalyptus to stay!" "

there are eight male characters in snow white alone, and playing a dwarf is not in a good mood. at this moment, there was an opportunity to raise objections, one jumped higher than the other, and the voice was louder as if it was holding some reform meeting. almost half of the dissenters took up, chen lin felt faceless, she pulled ji xiaoxiao's sleeve.

"i don't care." ji xiaoxiao's gaze fell on fu zhiyu, and she raised an eyebrow and continued, "i still feel that he is obstructing my eyes when he stands there." "

as soon as ji xiaoxiao finished speaking, lin chuan, who was originally crouching on the ground, also stood up violently, and followed with a red face: "i also feel that fu zhiyu is obstructing his eyes standing there!" "

as a result, fu zhiyu walked out of the rehearsal hall with his school bag, and the kindness of his classmates exceeded his expectations. wang xiao, in particular, was eager to find him a wheelchair to push home. on the night of the approaching winter, the air is full of wet breath, and the penultimate street lamp was broken last night, and this time it flashes and flashes, like someone's eyes.

the footsteps stopped less than ten meters away from the school gate, and fu zhiyu's hand holding the bag involuntarily tightened.

the boy in the white thread shirt stood outside the iron gate, holding in his arms a black creature that he didn't know what it was, probably in a uncomfortable position, twisting and turning in his arms. the teenager seemed extremely impatient, and he scolded with his head down for half a day, but his hand was sympathetic to change its posture.

"i said, dogs can't go to school, why don't you children understand?" the doorman put his hands in his pockets and moved with helplessness.

"i said i was holding it, and i went in and looked for someone." the boy's words were all tough, he lifted up the puppy in his arms, while holding it while staring at the eyes: "if i hold it, it will not run around, can it bark a dog if it can't run around?" "

it was an inexplicable perversion, and he didn't know what was in his head.

the doorman crossed his waist and said something, and then he estimated that it didn't make sense, so he simply went into the doorman's room and locked the door.

seemingly sensing the inexplicable gaze, the boy raised his head with a look of displeasure and bumped into his dangling gaze. fu zhiyu felt confused, as long as his eyes fell on him, his eyesight seemed to suddenly rise to 1.5, as if even the fluff on his cheeks could be seen clearly.

i didn't expect to meet him coldly, and the boy's face was overwhelmed. he lowered his head and sipped his mouth, his feet seemed to be frozen in place, and he couldn't move a step. the strength in his hands grew stronger, and the dirty puppy in his arms struggled twice, as if to indict the injustice of fate.

chi yu took a deep breath, he raised his head again, and fu zhiyu's gaze was still glued to his face. like a long time ago, his eyes always fell on him.

it wasn't that fu zhiyu didn't want to get close, he didn't dare, he was afraid that if he moved slightly, he would run away.

so he just watched, watching the teenager seem to have plucked up enough courage to raise his head, lick his somewhat dry lips, and frown awkwardly. he carefully raised his arms, both hands high above his head, and the puppy in his hands was unknown, so he trembled.

"that." chi yu's tone was tinged with careful tentativeness, as if afraid that he would not be able to see clearly, and he straightened his arm.

"you see, i picked up a dog."