Chapter 68:

Coach looked at Cobb: "Is that so? But how do we look different?"
He went on with his joke! !! For a while, Cobb didn't know how to talk back. He could only close the window hard. Only himself was an idiot. He remembered the agreement. Lost piled up somewhere on the body, and Cobb grabbed the clothes on his chest.
After school, the student rushed out of the classroom with a schoolbag on his back. Today's duty student, Cobb, walked to the podium weakly and began to wipe the blackboard. Half of the chalk fell lonely at the feet of Cobb. Cobb bent down to pick it up, holding the hand of chalk Hesitated for a second, wrote the name of the manager on the blackboard, and ventilatedly crossed the name: "Go to death, go to death, go to death, go to death, go to death."
"How much do you hate me?" Zhili leaned his head at the door and looked at Cobb.
"What are you doing ?!"
The manager waved the review materials in his hand and threw them on the table.
"Without your good intentions, I don't know you."
Zhili was not angry, walked to Cobb, turned his back to the desk, and put his hands on it: "It's awkward."
"Who, who is awkward."
Schools of all evils, why are the blackboards so high? Is bullying slow? Cobb lifted his toes enough to reach the top blackboard and rubbed it with a hand. He grabbed the blackboard eraser with one hand behind him, and Cobb tilted his head to look at the blackboard eraser to help himself, with a nice side face, and said unwillingly: " I will grow taller and taller in the future. Wait for me. "
"I can't see it."
"Less contempt."
The blackboard returned to a clean state, Cobb returned to his seat to pack his schoolbag, and the manager walked to the door of the classroom. Cobb called the manager: "Hey, goodbye."
A slack wave, "Goodbye, Cobb."
The book in Cobb's hand was scattered, his name was called out by his nice voice, and spread in the classroom. He shouted at the outside: "You are intentional, you are definitely intentional !!!"
One day after that, Cobb hugged his homework sneakily and was finished. He went to play yesterday. He originally wanted to do homework at night. As a result, he slept in bed until early in the morning. If he was caught by the teacher, It's dead, why is there such a cruel thing as assigning homework to students in the world, Cobb hid in the toilet cubicle and had to hurry up before closing homework. Zhili walked into the toilet and was preparing to wash her hands. Only the sound of grievances from the cubicle was heard. Zhili pushed open the unlocked cubicle door and saw Cobb squatting there and pasted the workbook on the wall. , Biting the lower lip, the whole scene is very cumbersome. When I saw Zhili, I dragged him into the cubicle and locked the door: "I was watched by the teacher for a while! You came here just right, how do you do this, did your class teach here?"
"Your idiot is beyond my imagination."
"I can tolerate your blows and tell me the answer quickly."
"31."
"Don't just talk about the results !!! The formula."
Outside the window was the hot sun burning the school. The small compartment couldn't escape the heat, and Cobb's sweat slipped from his forehead: "Ghost weather, the heat is dead, hurry up." Behind the silence, Cobb turned his head, The inexplicable spine was cold, and the supportive face was even more expressionless, looking at Cobb indifferently.
"Support?"
"What's it called, do it quickly."
"But I won't." I always feel that the management is a little irritable, exuding a black breath.
Zhili squinted his eyes and looked at Cobb as if looking at garbage: "No? Then what are you going to school, pack up and go back to the farm."
"I don't know how to farm," Cobb said weakly, his momentum weakened.
"Don't talk to me, I want to stay here for a long time." The manager pulled open the collar button and frowned. "It's hot."
"So, this question is 14?"
Zhili patted Cobb's back severely: "Wrong, recalculate."
"it hurts."
"Pain? Are you eligible for pain?"
"Then 15?" He said, and then took another blow: "Otherwise it is 16."
"Guess again, if you guess again, I'll put your homework in your mouth."
"What, don't think I'm bullying, I tell you, I ..." Cobb's threat has not been fully spoken yet, the manager pressed Cobb's head to the workbook: "What do you do, less shit."
From time to time, small compartments overflowed with supportive phrases.
"12, this is always right. Wow, it hurts."
"correct."
"Now that you're hitting me !!!" Cobb roared frantically.
"This is a habit."
"Your habits are developing too fast !!! You are the devil, you are absolutely the devil !!!"
After crying and helplessly, Cobb said bluntly: "Finally, the last question, is this formula brought in?"
"That's this."
"No."
"Which is that?"
Impatiently made a disgusting snoring noise, leaned forward, grabbed Cobb's hand and held the pen's hand: "use this." The manipulated hand wrote a twisted formula on the workbook, even in hot weather The branched fingers were still a little frosty. Cobb's heart trembled, and the temperature was passing, from the fingertips to the heart, from the heart to the brain, blank. Until the manager released his hand, Cobb returned and exhaled, "Finally, it's safe!"
"Repay me well." The manager said coldly and left. Cobb looked at the direction in which the branch was disappearing. It was not good, it was really bad. That should be very indifferent, and the heart of the waves would react to the person of the branch! Cobb was concealed, forced, and ignored by this confusing and irritating chemical reaction.
The bell rang at the end of class, and Cobb opened his sleepy eyes. When did he fall asleep and dreamed about the past, there was a warming mood. At that time, we were so young, time was really incredible. The students were going out, Cobb walked quickly to the branch, looked directly at the branch, took off the immature appearance, different from the previous handsome and beautiful, became more attractive and more manly.
"Support, I'll grow taller," Cobb said proudly.
"I didn't see it."
"That's because you're growing too !! Personality hasn't changed at all!"
"What the are you talking about."
Cobb smiled, and smiled sweetly, even when scolded, "I won't tell you."