That student turned sex

Chapter 32 32

Ignore the first entry in the post.

That was written by the host at the beginning to tell everyone that Yan Mo didn't like Ji Xiaoyu.

So it's not a big gimmick.

But the rest of the content is amazing.

Turning from top to bottom, there are hundreds of floors in total, and only a few dozen floors are written by the host.

The host should have read all the posts about Yan Mo and Ji Xiaohan in the past year or even two or three years.

The main content was written when he was in the third year of high school.

Memories are interspersed with it.

The plot described is lifelike.

It is said that the two of them liked each other at the beginning without knowing it, and were hostile to each other. They were like little chickens, and bullied him when they liked someone.

Originally, the direction of the story should be that the two of them would be able to understand their own intentions when they matured after graduation.

But because of an accident at the end of the second year of high school - catching a thief, they accidentally opened the door to each other in advance.

……

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The author's writing style is really good.

Some places he looked at and thought it was real.

It's just that it was made up in too much detail, so detailed that even the details of his encounter with a thief when he came home from school in two days were clearly made up, as if he had experienced it himself.

If it wasn't for Ji Xiaohan himself being the person involved, I thought she really wrote about the situation at the time!

In addition to the landlord, there are also a large number of things that alumni have added to the floor interspersed in the floor.

A bunch of peer graphs.

Those who eat at the same table, those who go to the playground together, those who go back to the dormitory together...

He even gave lectures to Yan Mo in class.

There are also private revelations from some people.

He whispered in the two nights of self-study, went back to the dormitory to take a shower, slept in the same bed at night, and was asked by the teacher to talk about things...

Ji Xiaohan looked a little fascinated.

On the other hand, Yan Mo was sitting at the table scratching his head and writing the question.

Under the light, Huanggang's dense volume exudes a particularly difficult atmosphere.

One question is really difficult, he can't even understand the answer.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Xiaohan.

I saw Ji Xiaohan staring at the phone in a daze, as if there was something particularly attractive in the phone.

In fact, after being called away by Pan Lin from evening self-study, Ji Xiaohan had such a thoughtful look when he came back.

This meeting held a mobile phone, and didn't even give Yan Mo an extra look.

It was the first time he saw Ji Xiaohan showing such an expression, so he approached Ji Xiaohan curiously: "Xiaohan, what are you looking at?"

Ji Xiaohan happened to see what the host wrote about him and Yan Mo sharing a bed in the dormitory.

I was thinking a little awkwardly in my heart that he kicked Yan Mo out of bed this morning.

Yan Mo came so close suddenly, he subconsciously raised his hand.

Holding the phone in his hand, he didn't control the strength and angle, and hit Yan Mo's brow bone in one fell swoop.

Yan Mo followed with an "ouch", and immediately covered his eyes with his hands.

Ji Xiaohan was taken aback, and quickly turned off the phone.

He casually threw it on the table, grabbed Yan Mo's wrist, and carefully leaned forward to look at him: "Did you hit your eye?"

He didn't know where he hit Yan Mo just now, but seeing Yan Mo covering his eyes and screaming hard, he thought he hurt his eyes.

Yan Mo covered one eye, looked at him, nodded aggrievedly, and yelled: "My eyes hurt so much."

Ji Xiaohan shaved the side of his face with his hands, feeling a little at a loss.

What should I do if I hurt my eye?

"Go." Ji Xiaohan stood up, wanting to help Yan Mo, "I'll take you to the infirmary."

Yan Mo covered his hands even tighter, rubbed his eyes, grabbed Ji Xiaohan's arm with the other hand, pulled him back, leaned his head, and said, "Don't wait, help me see, Are my eyes bloodshot?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaohan sat back and pulled Yan Mo's hand away to check the situation. If his eyes were congested, he had to go to the infirmary to buy eye drops.

Qi Ming and Zhuo Yang were also writing questions at their respective desks. They had heard the movement a long time ago, and both of them pretended that they did not exist.

But hearing Yan Mo's words, Qi Ming couldn't help but take a look.

I saw Ji Xiaohan holding Yan Mo's hand, holding Yan Mo's face in one hand, wanting to show him his eyes.

Although Yan Mo had his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth were slightly turned up, which made people know what tricks he was up to.

Qi Ming cursed in his heart, tsk tsk tsk, the school bully really has a lot of tricks.

He shook his head and continued, forget it, don't eat dog food, he should write the questions peacefully.

Yan Mo's eyes were a little red, not serious, it looked like he had been rubbed, Ji Xiaohan felt relieved.

But he didn't calm down because of this, on the contrary, he was even more confused.

He saw the reflection of his own face in Yan Mo's eyes, it was very clear, and his eyes were full of concern.

Feeling flustered for a moment, he quickly let go of Yan Mo's face and left a distance.

Ji Xiaohan squeezed his fingers silently, did he care too much about Yan Mo?

"Should I go to the infirmary for my eyes?" Yan Mo asked him with squinting eyes.

"No need," Ji Xiaohan turned around, pretending nothing happened, and said, "It's nothing, just close your eyes for a while and you'll be fine."

Yan Mo smiled secretly: "Oh."

Ji Xiaohan sat back and said, "Have you finished writing the inscription? Continue to write the inscription when your eyes are no longer uncomfortable. You are not allowed to sleep until you finish."

Yan Mo immediately withdrew his expression: "..."

Yan Mo was rushed to write the topic by Ji Xiaohan.

When Yan Mo turned his head and stopped looking at him, Ji Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up the phone again, this time he moved his seat, sitting a little further away from Yan Mo.

He didn't know what state of mind he was in, anyway, he didn't want Yan Mo to see him reading the post.

After reading the post, Ji Xiaohan sent a WeChat message to his sister.

[Did you write the post on Tieba? 】

He couldn't be blamed for being suspicious of his sister, it was because the content of the post was too detailed.

It also wrote about him and Yan Mo at home, and it was written in a decent way, which should not be known to anyone except his own family.

Although the landlord said that he made it up, how could it be such a coincidence.

Thinking of the previous summer vacation, Ji Xiaoyu read novels and wrote secretly.

Ji Xiaohan reasonably suspects that Ji Xiaoyu wrote it.

Ji Xiaoyu, whose leg injury has healed over there, is lying on the bed, using his mobile phone to make up new stories.

Suddenly received a WeChat message from her brother, and was startled by a "ding".

She opened it and looked a little puzzled.

In her heart, her brother never visits these post bars or forums.

I will not read these boring gossip posts.

It is precisely because of this that she has the courage to write those contents.

Now, why did her brother suddenly descend to earth?

Ji Xiaoyu was confused about this, she swiped her phone, and suddenly saw what she wrote, she had a flash of inspiration, and she came to her senses.

Maybe it's because of Yan Mo?

Tsk, is it so quick to get enlightened?

Just when Ji Xiaoyu was thinking wildly here, Ji Xiaohan sent another message in an instant: 【How can you write nonsense? What if others take it seriously? 】

In case the teacher finds out, ask the parents...

There is no need to worry about it, Ji Xiaohan suspected that Pan Lin came to him today for this matter.

Pan Lin suspected that the relationship between him and Yan Mo was not normal, and he was not sure, so he told Yan Mo to move the dormitory.

Ji Xiaoyu looked at it but didn't take it seriously, thinking to herself, not many people take it seriously, she wrote everything at the top of the post, and she made it up.

Besides, even if someone took it seriously, this cannot be used as evidence, and it can be brought to the teacher, as long as the two of them deny it.

Can the teacher press his head to let him recognize it?

If the two of them are willing to admit it, then this post will be done.

However, thinking so, Ji Xiaoyu didn't intend to admit it.

[Xiao Yu: Post? ? 】

[Xiao Yu: Brother, I have never played Post Bar, what are you talking about? 】

I don't know if Ji Xiaoyu's words are true or not, Ji Xiaohan can't tell.

Just about to say nothing, Ji Xiaoyu sent another [brother, what post?I gonna go see. 】

Ji Xiaohan: […]

Ji Xiaohan: [It's nothing, you should rest early. 】

Looking at the reply, Ji Xiaoyu hid under the blanket with a smirk and continued to type.

Dad Yan had just finished a new business recently. He finally finished his business trip, and when he got home, he received a call from Pan Lin.

Pan Lin told him that the school asked him to go to school tomorrow, saying that it had something to do with Yan Mo and it was a big deal.

Pan Lin didn't elaborate on the phone, but Dad Yan made up his mind.

His first reaction after hearing this was, "Sure enough, Yan Mo is still beating someone!"

He said that the last time he asked him for 200 million yuan, why did he ask for it!

What to buy a house must be a good word.

He hadn't asked about buying a house last time, so he forgot to ask Yan Mo for the real estate certificate. Of course, Yan Mo went to live in school, so he couldn't see him.

Yan's father had already characterized this matter as Yan Mo hitting someone again.

The next day, I packed up and went to school with a bank card.

Pan Lin and the teaching director were waiting for him in the office, and Yan Mo was also standing there, the atmosphere was solemn.

When Dad Yan went, it was the time for class, so the teachers who had classes in the office were not there, and the office was empty.

"Oh, teacher, you've worked hard, you've worked hard, I'm so sorry!" As soon as Dad Yan entered the room, he looked apologetic to the dean. Usually, others would make amends in front of him, but now he turned it upside down: "My little brat There's trouble again, right?"

After finishing speaking, Dad Yan took a look around: "Where is the parent of the other party? I will apologize immediately!"

The teaching director also looked around, and rolled his eyes at Pan Lin inexplicably.

Pan Lin knew that Dad Yan was wrong, and explained: "No, Yan Mo didn't hit someone this time."

"Ah?" Dad Yan looked disbelieving: "Didn't he hit someone? Then what did he do?"

They all brought him here, didn't they hit someone or something?

Only then did the dean find Huatou, pointing at Yan Mo: "He climbed over the wall at night."

Yan's father breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and his face was visibly relaxed.

Hey, over the wall, what a big deal.

"Your son fell down from the fifth floor of the dormitory in the middle of the night, and now he can stand here properly. You should be glad that he didn't slip." Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, the dean added another sentence, reminding him to pay attention.

Little did he know that Yan Mo's father was most worried about fighting with others. As for climbing over the wall, this kid knew his skills well, let alone climbing the fifth floor and turning the sixth and seventh floors.

Father Yan turned his head to look at Yan Mo, and couldn't help boasting: "It's amazing, you can even climb the fifth floor! Didn't you only climb the second floor before?"

As he spoke, he even compared his fingers.

It can be seen that it is a sincere compliment.

Yan Mo smiled cooperatively.

Pan Lin gave up the treatment and sighed.

The dean is furious, what's the situation with this parent?So out of tune!Feelings This child used to flip up and down at home, no wonder he is so courageous!

As soon as Dad Yan finished speaking, seeing the angry face of the dean, his expression changed immediately, and he slapped Yan Mo: "What's wrong! How can we flip the dormitory building at school!!"

Yan Mo immediately nodded and apologized, and quickly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong! I will never turn over again in the future!"

Father Yan smiled at the teaching director: "Look, this kid has made a promise. He always keeps his word, and he will definitely not turn over in the future!"

"He can't read it, it's useless to just say it. You have to write a guarantee, and you sign it as a parent, otherwise we can't bear the responsibility, and we dare not continue to let him live in school." The dean looked serious, as if he didn't intend to Turn on the water.

Dad Yan almost wanted to say, "Then move back home."

As a result, Yan Mo grabbed his clothes and spoke first: "Dad, I will write a guarantee, and you sign it."

"I still have to study hard! I have to live in school!" Yan Mo said, picked up a piece of paper, took out the fountain pen in Pan Lin's pen container, brushed down a few strokes, and wrote a letter of guarantee.

Very simple, just two sentences.

"I promise I won't turn over the school's dormitory building in the future! If something happens again, I will be responsible for it!"

"Here, you sign." Yan Mo handed the pen to Dad Yan.

Dad Yan was a little confused. Looking at the letter of guarantee, he took the pen from Yan Mo's hand and signed it after a few strokes.

Thinking about it with hindsight, this is a major matter related to safety.

But for this kind of thing, just sign it.

What else could he do with his son?They can't be locked up at home.

The dean didn't bother to say a few words, and received the letter of guarantee signed by the parents. He didn't know what to say for a while.

This father and son are really worthy of being father and son.

However, with the letter of guarantee, how should I put it, it can be regarded as an explanation.

The dean took the letter of guarantee and left in a hurry. He still had to report to the principal.

Before leaving, the teaching director remembered and left a sentence for Yan Mo: "Tomorrow, you have to do a self-criticism on the school morning exercise broadcast, so that the students will not follow suit."

Yan Mo's face suddenly collapsed, the self-criticism has not been written for 800 years...

As soon as the dean left, there were only three family members left in the office.

Papa Yan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the chair, and touched the card in his pocket.

For the first time, I felt that coming to school was so easy, and I didn't need to apologize or lose money.

Pan Lin pulled the chair beside him and didn't squeeze with his uncle.

This meeting is still in class, so he said to Yan Mo: "Go back to class."

Yan Mo let out an "hey" before opening the door and going out.

As the door was closed tightly, Yan Mo's back was locked outside the door.

Father Yan sighed, and then he started to care about Yan Mo's studies: "How is he doing at school?"

The attitude is finally like a student's parent.

Pan Lin poured him a glass of water: "The attitude towards study is quite serious."

Dad Yan took a sip of water, looked up and saw Pan Lin hesitating to speak, and asked, "Why does it seem like there's something else going on? Did he cause other troubles?"

Pan Lin hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

Shaking his head: "No, I'm just thinking about how to teach him."

Father Yan picked up the cup to drink water, and sighed: "As long as he doesn't cause trouble, I won't force anything else."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened.

Su Shao walked in.

Dad Yan suddenly changed his face, turned to Pan Lin, and questioned him.

Pan Lin waved his hand to show his innocence: "He is our school teacher now."

Yan's father put down his glass: "Brother-in-law, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he got up to leave.

Su Shao stood at the door and said suddenly: "What? Are you leaving? Don't dare to see me?"

Dad Yan seemed to have been poked at a sore spot. After all these years, he still had that annoying face.

Yan's father had a cold face: "Who dare not see who? If Xiao Ran was here, would you dare to say that?"

"Oh, are you ashamed to say Xiao Ran? It wasn't because of your negligence that Xiao Ran would have passed away so early?" Su Shao replied mockingly.

After listening to Dad Yan, his heart hurts.

Xiao Ran's health was not good at the beginning, and it was even worse after giving birth. It was indeed his fault that he didn't take good care of it.

Su Shao didn't like him when he looked like that, he had no culture or temperament, if it wasn't for Yan Mo, he wouldn't even want to talk to Yan Song.

Su Shao said: "I don't want to quarrel with you about Xiao Ran, I suggest you pay close attention to Yan Mo, it's best to take him to see a psychiatrist!"

Yan's father's face was very bad, and he turned his face when he heard this: "I don't want to hear Xiao Ran from you either! None of your family deserves to call her name!"

"Also! It's not your turn to take care of my son! Don't talk dirty! See a fucking psychiatrist! My son's mental state is very good!"

"Yes, even if we are not worthy, we are not like you!"

"I don't even look at it, what kind of Yan Mo has been taught by you? How good is it?" Su Shao took a few steps closer and said aggressively, "You still dare to say that?"

"It's fine to teach Yan Mo to be ignorant and disrespectful. Now he actually likes men!"

"You made me gay!"

Father Yan didn't want to talk to him at all, so he scolded angrily: "What's wrong with homosexuality? He likes men who like men! It's his freedom!"

"Besides, I certainly don't teach like you! To force someone to like someone, to force someone to marry!" Dad Yan added at the end.

"You!" Su Shao was stunned and had no words to refute, with an ugly expression on his face.

"It's hopeless!"

Su Shao was annoyed and left directly.

The office door was slammed shut.

Pan Lin didn't say a word the whole time, and only then walked over, patted Yan Song on the back, and comforted him: "Calm down, calm down, brother, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

As he spoke, he added some water to Dad Yan's glass.

Dad Yan drank a glass of water, sat there, and calmed down after a long time.

Then he stared at Pan Lin: "Is what he said true?"

Pan Lin said, "I'm not sure either."

"So you also suspect that brat likes men?" Dad Yan grasped the point.

Under his staring gaze, Pan Lin nodded.

Ji Xiaohan sat in his seat, staring at the back of Yan Mo's head in a daze.

Yan Mo came back from the office just now, and his face was not very good.

I don't know what his dad said, maybe he scolded him?

Maybe even beat him up in the office?

Thinking of these possibilities, Ji Xiaohan took out his notebook, ready to ask.

He wrote small notes in class for the first time.

After finishing writing, he stretched out the entire notebook from under the table and kicked Yan Mo at the same time.

This was originally used to remind Yan Mo to listen carefully in class, but now it is used to remind him to desert.

Ji Xiaohan didn't feel wrong for a moment.

Yan Mo quickly took the notebook from under the table.

Ji Xiaohan didn't know Yan Mo's reaction when he saw what he wrote, he could only see Yan Mo's solid back, and the shoulder line of the school uniform was supported very smoothly.

After waiting for a long time, Yan Mo moved his arms and handed the notebook back with both hands.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Yan Mo didn't hand over the notebook.

Ji Xiaohan was suddenly grabbed by the hand.

That hand was very restless, and the fingers still hooked in his palm, and then put something into his hand, soft and small.

Ji Xiaohan's heart skipped a beat by this action, and he didn't pull back his hand for a moment.

The surrounding environment wanted to be covered by an isolation membrane, and he and Yan Mo were inside the membrane, or in other words, only he was inside the membrane.

Ji Xiaohan could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

The author has something to say: Bixin mua

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: it just happened to be in full bloom and fell on the treetops