It's not good at all for the monitor to be a boyfriend

Chapter 1

Around me, people always say that, if the monitor becomes my boyfriend, how wonderful it would be!

I almost believed it.

If it's not the monitor, it's my boyfriend, and I'm my monitor's boyfriend.

The three years of high school are a period of hard work, a period of struggle, and a period of friendliness to learning.On such a day of hard work, I had a whim, in order to relieve the pressure, I decided to find a boyfriend.

Thanks to the suggestions of many people who have experienced it, I precisely positioned this scope to the calm, careful, reliable and handsome (this is the most important, because I can’t deny this until now and I am very excited) monitor in our class.

I don't know why I confessed it like that, and I don't know why he accepted it like that.

Anyway, now I am qualified to say such a sentence, the position of monitor's boyfriend is really not human.

What did I think the monitor's boyfriend was?The homework is guaranteed, and the whole class is the younger brother.Don't do the dirty work, let me give you my opinion.Is not it?A sister-in-law is too big, how dare my younger brother speak nonsense.Isn't this a good idea?

Hey, no, why am I my sister-in-law?But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is, this is all once, this is all I thought, this is all I once thought!

In fact, what am I doing? When the other brothers are fighting in the corridor after class, I am helping the monitor to make forms; When other young couples were talking to Wu Nonger on the Linyin trail, I waited with the class monitor to lock the doors and windows after all the students in the class had finished walking...

What more can I expect.

When I didn't have a boyfriend, although I didn't have Wenruan in my arms (although I didn't have a boyfriend, and maybe I was still that Wenruan), but I would be free, and I could call out when I wanted to go out and play. The two brothers played together in the corridor outside the classroom, and they could lie on their desks and ignore anyone when they didn't want to move.

All of this disappeared when I had that bi----boyfriend of the class monitor.When I have a boyfriend!What can I say no to!I am serving the people.

When I have a boyfriend, I seem to have the whole world, because the whole world is asking me to "grow up".

"Nannan, there are still three people who haven't handed in their Chinese homework, please help me find..."

"Nannan, the head teacher is looking for some coolies..."

"Nannan, help me fill out the registration form for the sports meeting, there are a few that must be filled out, oh, you know, you also filled out last year..."

I……

If you are looking for me, just look for me, and you have to call me like my boyfriend.Of course, this must all be when my boyfriend is away.Because they dare not imitate my boyfriend and call me when he is around.

Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself.In fact, my name has nothing to do with Nan Nan, but a few times I jokingly called the squad leader Bei Bei, and found that this name is quite suitable for him.Later, in order to make up a couple's name, he started calling me Nannan.But his name has something to do with Beibei, let me introduce my boyfriend by the way.

My class monitor boyfriend is Qi Beihong, and I am Zhong Yunyan.

Ok, let's get back to the topic.Why do all these miscellaneous things have to be done by the monitor, (see the front) because our monitor is a calm, careful and reliable person (emphasis added).

Who is more suitable for these trivial matters that are directly related to the head teacher than the head teacher and his hard-working little boyfriend?

Then someone asked, being a squad leader with a boyfriend is hard, but with so many younger brothers, how should this matter be counted?You thinkthink, you thinkthink again.You are walking on the road, and a person is walking towards you. He saw you, he bent down to say hello to you, and he shouted: "Hello, sister-in-law!" Was he calling sister-in-law?No, what he yelled was clearly, Warrior!

I said in general terms that having a class monitor boyfriend is not good, now let’s take a closer look at the complicated daily life of having a class monitor boyfriend.

Here's the thing.

I noticed this tall and handsome boy when I was in my sophomore year.I float past him, and when I get to my seat, my coquettish movement is almost comparable to that of a peacock in courtship.

At that time, I didn't know that he was the monitor of our class, and I didn't even find out for a long time after that.

After all, like me, I don’t care about class affairs at all, I just want to ask my brothers to go out to play, and by the way, when they are looking at the little sister, I also come to find out if there is any beautiful little brother, yes, that’s me, How can a boy like me know who the monitor of our class is?

Hmm... I think I forgot to mention it again.I am gay, it should be born, when did I realize it?It probably started with the glimpse of my monitor when I was divided into classes.After all, I didn’t have a sense of stagnation at that time, breaking the wall of thinking and spontaneously coquettish, it seems that straight men can’t realize it.

As for finding the pretty little brother.I will tell you about the steady rhythm and handsome back when running, the amazing explosive power and mouth-watering muscles when dunking, and even the precise stuck points and charming posture when doing inter-class exercises, turn your head Is it always the monitor's face?

If I told you all this, I would tell you that there was even one time when I was out of school to buy breakfast, and I saw a figure that was very different, listening to his low and sexy voice Fascinated.He said, "One meat bun, two vegetable buns, thank you."

You listen, you listen carefully, this thank you, the comma in front of this thank you, the period after this thank you, and his unique flat tone.Isn't this... oh, this is my monitor.I met his face, checked his eyes.Can I tell you this?No, I won't, don't be delusional.

(Someone mentioned the adjectives I mentioned to the class leader earlier, I would like to clarify here, I’m really not in ghs, don’t even think about it, I’m a gay who just found out that I’m gay, what kind of hs can I get .What are the kids thinking about, are you not allowed to reveal my true feelings?)

Then how do I know that my monitor is the monitor.On that morning, because my appetite was a little better that day, I ate a little more, and then I arrived at the classroom ten minutes late.

As I sat there wondering why this morning was so relaxing.He, my monitor, came over and knocked on my desk.

"Student Zhong Yunyan, it seems that you haven't handed in your homework today." It was clearly a question, but he said it with certainty.

But at that time, I had never seen the world, and was temporarily bewitched by beauty.

I immediately got into the table and looked for my homework. After I turned the table into a mess, I suddenly remembered that my homework seemed to be in my schoolbag, so An Xian took out all the books in the schoolbag, and then He took out his homework and put it in his hand.

It’s not me, my actions and expressions at that time were almost the same as that pig raised by my grandmother in my hometown rushed to the pig trough to feed when the swill and bran rice were ready, and then lay down on the nearby hay to sleep after eating and drinking. It's the same.Just replace the hiccup when the pig is full with the dazed moment when I find my homework in my schoolbag, it's a perfect restoration, okay?

The squad leader didn't stop after taking the homework, turned around and walked to the office.

Leaving me alone in the same place angrily, you don't have a heart, don't you even leave a word?Even if you don't speak, don't you even give me a chance to strike up a conversation?

I didn't come to my senses until my deskmate (a lovely young lady) sat down.

I seem to find something wrong.

I turned my head away, with doubts on my face, "Which class is he the class representative, why does he accept all the homework?"

Then it was the turn of the lady at the same table to be shocked, "No... isn't he the monitor of our class?"