hot.

Du Jingzhi was a little irritated because the heat was so hot.

It was already late summer, and there was no fan or air conditioner in his room. He could only use the window to reduce the indoor temperature. The screen window was burned by the mosquito coil he lit a few days ago, which made him turn off the lights in the house every time he opened the window to avoid mosquitoes visiting him.

The next thing you can do is pray that the fewer mosquitoes come in, the better.

It was a difficult problem to continue to open the window or complete the homework. He had been struggling for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, jumped up from the bed, and walked to the window.

When he closed the window, he suddenly stopped moving.

He lives in a small, six-story building with a small western-style building located on the top floor, with a loft and a large terrace. His family is a middle-aged house, with the terrace next to the terrace of the neighbor's house, and there is only a half-person-high stone railing in the middle. His room is in the attic, with the window facing the terrace and facing the window of the neighbor's loft.

The neighbor's attic lives in the legendary children from other people's home - weekends.

Speaking of this person on weekends, it's quite interesting.

Since childhood, he has been divided into school districts here, and he and the weekends have become classmates as expected. On weekends, they are all legendary existences in this area: good learning, good character, good appearance, and good family background. Many familiar parents have their catchphrases: Look at other people’s weekends.

On weekends, people give nicknames: Brother Chopsticks or Brother Compasses, which is actually sarcastic.

This kid has been a "slim" boy since he was a child. He is thin and tall, and has a big head. Especially his legs, which seem to be inconsistent with the proportion of normal people. He looks particularly long, just like chopsticks or compass. Especially when running, his eyes are like his legs swinging wildly.

As for the title of "Brother", it is because the birthday of the weekend is September 2. When he was admitted, he was in a period of strict age. The Zhou family was not spared by various relationships and was unable to escape. He could only enter one year later. Two days after the first grade of elementary school started, he reached 7 years old before the same grade.

Later, parents praised the fact that they would use this as an excuse when they were on weekends, that is, they would be older than them on weekends, so they would study better.

This nickname spread.

Du Jingzhi leaned on the windowsill with one hand, looking at the weekend when he was taking off his shirt while he was taking off his shirt. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Today's weekend is no longer the slender little boy of the past, but his height has continued. He can't remember when he left him off on the weekend, left the team of 1.7 meters, and entered the team of 1.8 meters, and the ribs on his body disappeared. Now they are beautiful tendons, vaguely visible abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles.

It should have been practiced since the fifth grade of elementary school and after learning Taekwondo?

He has a gentle appearance, but a pretty erotic figure.

He couldn't help but look down at the ribs on his chest, and sighed in his heart: Look at the weekend.

On the weekend, he took off his shirt and threw it on the bed aside. When he went to get his pajamas, he suddenly looked at Du Jingzhi. He did not turn on the lights and couldn't see clearly under such night weather. On the weekend, he walked to the window and leaned over to look at him.

After seeing him, he immediately turned his head and hid behind the wall while wearing pajamas. He also thought he wanted to pull the curtains on the weekend, but after putting on his pajamas on the weekend, he walked back to the window, opened the window and screens, and threw something at him.

He subconsciously caught it, then looked at the Coke-flavored lollipop in his hand and couldn't help laughing. The boy's level of throwing objects from the air over the weekend was getting higher and higher, and now he was thrown so accurately. A distance of about four meters between the two windows, a low stone railing, and two terraces were ignored by the weekend.

"Thank you." He raised the lollipop in his hand and thanked him.

"Good night," replied the weekend, then pulled up the curtains.

He closed the window, pulled the curtains casually, fumbled on the light, tore open the packaging of the lollipop and put it in his mouth, and then sat in front of the drawing board and looked at his unfinished painting. He was stunned for a while, picked up the pen, but hesitated.

After the quiet room closed the window, it immediately became warm, leaving him without any energy. After a long time of delay, he took the sketchbook from the desk and drew a contour of the human body.

The person in the drawing paper is taking off his clothes, crossing his hands in front of his face and pulling his clothes, revealing his strong abdominal muscles and half of his chest muscles. He has a strong figure and is a standard handsome man.

Although he only took a look, he still grasped the details very well. He finished drawing the sketch in less than an hour. Then he looked at the body and was silent for a while before closing the notebook, throwing it aside, turning his head and lying on the bed, muttering: "It's so fucking hot..."

Every time Du Jingzhi thought of this situation, he couldn't help but get angry.

A few days ago, Du Wei's family brought an air conditioner and put it in his room. He was very happy at first. When he was an unreliable father, he suddenly realized that he had added an electrical appliance to his room, and this season was just right.

As a result, he couldn't laugh as soon as he turned on. The operating sound of the air conditioner was louder than the engine of a motorcycle. He could feel the shock that was coming to his face when he stood two meters away. If he hadn't lived on the top floor of his house, he even thought Du Wei's family had bought a shaking artifact.

Du Weijia explained: "I bought it from your Uncle Liu's place."

Uncle Liu is from the waste recycling station downstairs, and he recycles waste household appliances. He is even more damaged. He will take back the items that are thirty or fifty. If you can repair them, you will repair them. Then sell them for second-hand ones. If you can’t repair them, you will collect parts, or you will sell them out.

Du Jingzhi was too lazy to care about it. He originally planned to turn on the air conditioner, but he went to the living room to watch TV and came back when it was cooler. As a result, the air conditioner spontaneously ignited in the room...

A few days ago, he burned the screen windows and almost fought with Du Wei's family. Now thinking about it, he suddenly felt that this air conditioner was probably not as expensive as the screen windows, otherwise Du Wei's family would not care that the screen windows were more powerful than the air conditioner.

He turned over and looked at the candy jar placed on the desk.

The transparent glass jar was used by the girls to put on the stars. This was a gift given to him by a girl. She was quietly placed in his seat. She didn't know who gave it to him, so she took it away. After taking it home, she poured out a single star without leaving it, and then poured in the colorful candy, all of which were given to him on weekends.

He always felt that seeing him on weekends was like coaxing a child, always messing with candy.

While he was stunned, he heard the quarrels coming from downstairs. At first, it was a man and a woman, but later it became two women and a man. He didn't have to go and see that his mother had a fight with Du Wei's family again. Then his grandmother came over and slapped him and scolded him.

"Tsk, why haven't you divorced?"

Then he turned off the lights irritably and lay on the bed and forced to fall asleep.

He didn't sleep well all night, and he a little sighed that the combat effectiveness of the three people could be so late.

Yawning downstairs, carrying his schoolbag, he stopped in front of the stall downstairs: "A pancake fruit comes, don't have coriander, don't have spicy."

When the aunt was helping him with it, he subconsciously looked at the way he came and saw it for a long time but couldn't see anyone.

"I haven't left on the weekend yet." The aunt said as if she had a mind reading technique, and she didn't stop and continued to be busy.

"Oh." He responded without caring, took the money from his pocket and threw it directly into the bucket where the aunt put it. Seeing that there was still one yuan change in his pocket, he threw it in, "I'll get another soy milk."

When I was walking towards the bus stop with pancakes and soy milk, I heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind me. I was probably running in his direction. Finally, I stopped not far behind him, just following him in silence.

He didn't look back, but just lowered his head to continue eating.

I followed Du Jingzhi on the weekend, about five steps away. I could catch up with him with just a little acceleration, but I didn't take the initiative to talk, nor did I catch up with him on purpose, but just followed him all the time.

On the weekend, I was holding a plastic bag with a sandwich and a bag of pure milk. I bought it from a convenience store downstairs, which saved the most time.

When he was about to reach the station, Du Jingzhi suddenly accelerated and stood under the station sign.

He also caught up on the weekend and stood beside Du Jingzhi. He seemed to be shoulder to shoulder, but there was a certain misalignment. Du Jingzhi was a little ahead, and behind him on the weekend, he was half a head taller than him. If he lowered his eyelids, he could see his dark brown soft hair.

Du Jingzhi's skin is very white, almost transparent, with big eyes, and distinct double eyelids and lying silkworms. His facial features are as delicate as girls, and he is also at the level of a beautiful woman.

Because of his white skin, his pupils are brown and his hair is also brown. This color is very beautiful. Ordinary people need to bleach and dye many times to get close to it, which also makes him look very special, just like a lazy cat.

At the beginning, Du Jingzhi also caused trouble when he entered school because of this hair color.

When all the students gathered, Du Jingzhi's hair that was lighter in the sun could be seen from the rostrum. The school's instructor was furious and took Du Jingzhi out in public and asked him to dye his hair black.

Du Jingzhi had a bad temper and his hair color was born, and he did not dye it, so he explained impatiently. Unfortunately, Director Gao did not listen to it no matter how he explained it. He decided that Du Jingzhi was a thorny student and drove him out.

As a result, he fled to the military training and came to the school after three days of military training. It was only after being bombarded by the head teacher's phone that he came to the school with a head of black hair that was almost carbon-like. Because of this kind of reason, he was considered a bad student as soon as he entered the school and was taken care of by Director Gao.

Two weeks after the start of school, Du Jingzhi's hair roots had grown, so he went directly to Director Gao's office and pointed to his scalp and asked: "Have you seen such disgusting hair? The hair roots are brown and the other parts are black. Isn't it magical? Is it surprising or not? Does it look like shit grow under the black hair?"

Director Gao then believed that his hair was this color.

The next day, he shaved his hair into a caliper, and his hair was so short that it was against the scalp. If he didn't look closely, he could be considered bald. Then after a semester, he grew brown hair again.

Even so, this did not change the fact that Director Gao focused on him, the man and woman were crying.

Once you get on the bus, you will find that many of the students in the bus are from the same school, and occasionally there are a few students from No. 7 next door. After all, the station of this bus is very close to No. 3, but it takes about ten minutes to walk to No. 7. The students of No. 7 will take another bus route as much as possible.

Du Jingzhi stood in the car, so sleepy that he yawned. He felt his cell phone vibrating. He took out his cell phone and saw the message sent by the weekend. When he turned his head, he saw this guy standing behind him.

He first glanced at the weekend, then clicked on the message to see: Why do you wear beggar pants that show such a big knee? Today there is rain, autumn rain and cold, do you know? You will be cold after school at night.

He is a little bit of a secondary school second and loves to be stinky and beautiful. He is a thorny student recognized by the school teachers. He let it go, recognize this character setting, and starts his career as a leader in the school. He usually doesn't wear school uniforms seriously, and always wears school uniforms on the upper body and his own pants on the lower body.

It's quite embarrassing to say this in detail. He was said to be like a little girl by others since he was a child, which made him very unhappy, so he always pretended to be very fierce. He started to be second-tier since he was a child, and followed a group of people to fight, and gradually he even made a name for himself.

In the later period, he had self-reflection, but found that the thornyness was already unchanged. In addition, he had been in this area, and had friends and enemies. It was difficult to become a good person. This image has been going on until now, so he was too lazy to change his style.

He stared at the screen of the phone for a while, curled his lips, ignored him, and directly locked the screen of the phone and put it in his pocket.

Zhou Zui kept staring at him, and when he saw his ignorant appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious and quietly pulled the corner of his school uniform. He moved one step, but still ignored it. As soon as he moved, he got into the empty gap alone. Zhou Zui could only hold the crossbar of the ceiling, look at Du Jingzhi's back, and couldn't help but sigh.

When he got off the bus, he followed the crowd on the weekend and hit Du Jingzhi's side and quietly put something in his school uniform pocket.

While walking to the school, he took out the thing in his pocket, which was a big white rabbit milk candy. When he looked up again, he saw that he was walking towards the main entrance on weekends. He did not hesitate and walked towards the back door.

This school is a provincial key school. Class 1 and Class 2 in each grade are key classes, and they are in Class 1 on weekends. He did not enter the key class, and is currently in Class 7. The class is located close to the back door, so it is closer to the back door directly.

Thinking back to the beginning, Du Jingzhi was a little clever when he was in junior high school, and his studies were of the upper-middle level. He could enter the top 50 in the academic year. He was also very vigorous in the middle school entrance examination, and he studied hard for several months, but he really stepped on the score line and entered the same high school as he did on weekends.

He was so happy for a while that even the Du Wei family was kind to him for a while. As a result, shortly after school started, he felt like a fool here.

Among a group of good students, he seemed out of place, and his test scores became the bottom one. If he hadn't painted well, I really don't know if the school would tolerate students like him who were average and had a bad style. I really don't know how the non-human on weekends still maintained the first place in such a place where academic masters gather.

As soon as Du Jingzhi entered the classroom, he heard a scream like a chicken's neck being stepped on. He couldn't help frowning and stood at the back door and looked into the classroom.

The class monitor pushed his glasses and shouted that the students on duty would go on duty. The students on duty were reluctant. He listened to these people quarrel and entered the classroom and returned to his seat, and then he understood what was going on.

Liu Tianle ate hot dry noodles in the morning, and was very shameless on the podium, but it was spread all over the floor. The squad leader asked Liu Tianle to clean it himself, but he was shameless and refused to do it. The squad leader had no choice but to let the student on duty do it. As a result, the student on duty was reluctant and said that the squad leader bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong.

The squad leader of Class 7 was a little sensitive and nervous. He seemed to be talking about the pain by the on-duty student, so he cursed like this exaggeratedly, his voice was so sharp that it was so sharp.

He hated this kind of thing very much. The more he emphasized this, the more he proved that the squad leader was guilty and it was very boring.

Liu Tianle sat in front of him. He raised his foot and kicked Liu Tianle's legs in the chair and said, "Get clean up quickly, don't be shameless."

Liu Tianle was watching the battle happily, but when he saw that it was Du Jingzhi's words, he went to clean up, without saying a word of nonsense. As soon as Du Jingzhi took out the cup and prepared to collect water, the squad leader came to him. He raised his head and looked at the squad leader and said, "No need to thank you."

"No, today you are the duty student in the outdoor sharing area." The class monitor didn't thank him at all.

He coughed awkwardly, put his schoolbag and walked out. When he passed by the door of Class 5, he saw an acquaintance. He chatted for more than ten minutes. He took out his cell phone and took a look at the time. It was time to check the hygiene, so he walked slowly towards the sharing area.

He held a notebook in his hand on weekends, wandered around the various sharing areas, checked hygiene, and then scored. This was his task as the president of the Student Union.

He was surrounded by another member of the student union, and he was also considered his good friend Cheng Shu, a guy who always said he was mature.

"Second 6 is OK, but what's going on here in Class 7? You haven't cleaned it up at all. There are a bunch of snack bags on the ground." Cheng Shu looked at the ground and couldn't help but mutter.

Just as I was about to record the weekend, I heard a whistle and then looked at the place where the sound came from.

Du Jingzhi stood at the corner with a broom, leaning against the wall, pointed to the sharing area with his fingers, and pointed at himself again. He didn't look at it much on the weekend, quickly withdrew his gaze and recorded it in the notebook: Class 7, You.

Cheng Shu looked over and saw that Class 6, Liang; Class 7, You. Then he looked at the hygiene of the sharing area. The picture was full of ridicule. He couldn't help but sigh: "No, you, you're all for You?"

"The garbage may be blown by the wind." The weekend answered calmly.

Cheng Shu looked around and saw that there was no wind? Then he pointed to the railing: "Is it all gone gray there?"
Chapter completed!