Fan Lin saw the person he was looking for at the school gate, and walked a few steps to catch up, after seeing the blue ash that Zhong Yue was carrying under his eyes, he had originally thought of settling a good calculation with him Yesterday, ignoring his brother, the careful thought of throwing his hands and leaving was like a bubble blown out.

The words on his lips immediately turned around, "Brother Zhong, what's wrong with you?" Didn't sleep well yesterday? His face was ugly, as if he was going to destroy the miè world. ”

Zhong Yue turned his head to look at him, and was about to speak when he heard Zhou Jian on the other side greeting someone gently, "Morning." ”

The only pause, a slightly cold voice responded, "Good morning." ”

Jing Hao responded, quickened his pace and walked in the direction he was going, not even a single look lingered on the others, and naturally he didn't notice the sudden turn of gaze from someone behind him.

"Huh? Zhou Jian, when did you become so familiar with the student council president? Fan Lin was purely puzzled, "Didn't you say that she was quite difficult to get close to?" How can I still say hello to you? ”

Zhou Jian glanced at Zhong Yue, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes behind his glasses, "Oh, there will be no welcome party in a few days, she called me yesterday and invited me to play the piano on stage." ”

Mingde's welcome party has always been a grand event at the beginning of a school year, although the performers on stage are all students, but the characters sitting and watching in the audience are not to be underestimated, which children have what specialties, which children are top-notch, a party down, there are always four or five will be repeatedly mentioned, radiant.

Zhou Jian's piano play is really good, but he injured his fingerbone in a fight before last year's welcome party, and temporarily gave up the place.

Zhong Yue lowered his eyelashes, turned his head and thought of the back he saw just now and the dream that caused him to wake up in the middle of the night last night and never sleep peacefully.

It's still the high platform, or the girl who sits on the high platform, hanging her long white legs at will, holding the fish ball in her hand to her mouth and biting it, the late summer wind curls up the ends of her hair, but she is not even reluctant to mess it up, gently lifting and gently putting it down, like a lover's gentle intimacy.

It's just that the black cat sitting next to her was replaced by him, squinting slightly, leaning on the girl's shoulder with the most relaxed and leisurely posture, one arm was weakly wrapped around her waist, and he smiled dotingly, opened his mouth to catch the fish balls handed by the girl, and without saying a word, it was all the beauty and tacit understanding of love.

The most terrifying thing is that at the moment of waking up, he actually found that he didn't want to wake up from his dream.

Zhong Yue changed the slightly heavy schoolbag to his other hand, "I haven't been out for the past few days," he looked down at Zhou Jian's fingers, which were slender and perfect, suitable for jumping on the black and white keys, "You take some time to prepare well, don't be robbed of the limelight by others." ”

He sat straight in the last seat, lifted the belly of the table and threw his schoolbag and lay on the table, completely idle.

"I don't think I forgot to mention something just now." Zhou Jian muttered, looked down at his fingers, and moved flexibly, "I guess you don't want me to be in the limelight." ”

Fan Lin, who was still standing next to him, didn't hear what he said, and just as he wanted to turn his head to ask, he heard the class representative knock on the blackboard twice on the podium, informing him that the darkness of the day had been revealed, "It's time to collect your homework." ”

Fan Lin immediately forgot what he was going to ask and returned to his position in a hurry, and was about to go to the same table to get his homework, "Jianghu emergency, Jianghu emergency.5./books/1/1679/

Apocalyptic imperial system. ”

Fan's parents are easy to talk to, and their son will not care how he wants to play outside, as long as he doesn't have problems with his life, but at the same time, the additional condition is that he must ensure that he studies, and it is a taboo if he does not finish his homework.

The same table stubbornly protected the homework book that was still writing, "Everyone hasn't written this homework, and I'm just starting to catch up now." ”

The main reason is that when the teacher assigned homework before, most of the people's minds were attracted by the "suspected confession" incident outside, and the math teacher who had just been intimidated by the changes in the class in the morning spoke more like mosquitoes humming, and the absent-minded ones were completely ignored.

Fan Lin stood in place dumbfounded, looking at his comrades-in-arms who had been killed by the mines hidden deeply, and turned his head with a dead heart to see the person who had just come in from the door, and his calm and relaxed posture was obviously clearly distinguished from the panicked people.

Fan Lin dragged his blank homework book and rushed forward, "God Grow, have you finished your homework?" ”

Jing Hao nodded, took the homework book from the table and handed it to Fan Lin, who was following behind her, and successfully won the other party's "You are really a lifesaver".

She paused with her hand, and kindly said, "Don't copy all the same." ”

In an instant, Fan Lin's eyes turned into the joy of "it turned out to be a fellow practitioner", he patted Jing Hao's shoulder like a buddy, and said arrogantly, "In the future, if someone bullies you, sue me, I will help you beat him to death." ”

Zhou Jian, who had been sitting and watching the play, lowered his head and smiled, this play is really getting more and more interesting.

The annual orientation party is getting closer and closer, except for the batch of senior high school students, the teachers of the first and second years of high school have relaxed their pace, so that the students who want to participate in the show have free time to practice and rehearse first, and the most obvious class A has lost more than half of the people in an instant.

Gao Xingyu crossed Erlang's legs on the table, looked at the back of the classroom, thought about it and put away the words on his lips, turned around and continued to chat with a few brothers, "Speaking of which, that President Xi is not in charge of planning this year, I heard that he is going to host on stage?" With her temperament, the whole party won't turn into a press conference, right? ”

Seeing that he didn't mean to raise the bar with Zhong Yue again, several people around him breathed a sigh of relief, they had seen Zhong Yue beat people like bears before, and in the end, they still didn't dare to confront people directly.

I'm not afraid of muddy, but I'm really afraid of dying.

Zhong Yue is exactly the latter.

"The press conference is better than the class," someone immediately answered, looked left and right, and lowered his voice, "Speaking of which, the face of our President Xi is actually very beautiful, I once met her in the supermarket, and I almost didn't recognize anyone." ”

"Pretty? Can it be better than a school flower? ”

The topic changed along the way, and from time to time there were a few tacit laughter.

Zhong Yue turned around, squinted and looked over there, sneering lightly, showing a bit of disdain.

Comparing those messy people to her is really unsightly.

The orientation party started on time half a month after the start of school, Zhong Yue sat in the best seat exclusive to Class A, looked at the two men and two women on the stage, and closed his eyes decisively after not seeing the person he wanted to see, frowning and enduring the noisy environment around him.

“…… Below, I will bring you the program performed by Xi Jinghao and Zhou Jian......"

Fan Lin finally heard the show he was waiting for, and was about to reach out to push Zhong Yue, but he turned his head and saw that he was already sitting upright, staring at the stage with a pair of peach blossom eyes that had been turned off.

"Bang", with the bright white chasing light on, the smooth piano solo with affection sounded, as if putting people in the bright moonlight, with an urgent and expectant mood, waiting for the upcoming beautiful sweetheart.5./books/1/1678/

Black wife cold husband.

Zhou Jian's level is really not bad, it's just that Zhong Yue frowned, what are they working with?

In the next second, his doubts were answered, and the ethereal and feminine voice sounded in the auditorium with the top of the sound facilities, and another chasing light was lit, and the girl sitting on the swing and wearing a white gauze skirt slowly fell into the mortal dust.

The garland on his head was adorned with bright and delicate flowers, the supple and somewhat fluffy skirt also had dazzling silver threads, and the ethereal and bewildering voice instantly silenced the entire auditorium.

But this qiē is not as dazzling as the girl on the stage.

She caught more than half of her attention.

The ethereal voice gradually lingered with joy, and the same clear piano sound, like a lover who was finally able to meet, cherishing every second of time, greedily looking at every inch of the lover's skin in front of him, his heart was full of joy and love.

Jing Hao sings a love song.

A love song full of joy and joy.

And the look on her face has faded away from the previous indifference, as if she has met her sweetheart, a shy and happy girl who has just opened her love.

Beautiful and exciting.

A song is terminated.

The two of them, both dressed in white, bowed to the audience in unison, looking like they were ......

"Why do I think they're getting married?" Fan Lin has always been unable to hide his words, but what he says is often the truth, "All of them are white, they are really a bit like the bride and groom, we are like guests." ”

He said it was funny, and was about to laugh twice, when Zhong Yue, who was sitting inside, suddenly raised his foot and kicked him, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his expression, but he knew that he was extremely unhappy when he heard the tone, "I want to go out." ”

Fan Lin shrank his legs with a "whoosh", and he couldn't wait to shrink himself directly into his position.

Jing Hao was praised when she got off the stage, she nodded with a cold face, but Zhou Jian next to her answered one by one, modest and decent, with the demeanor of a handsome son, and there were a lot more girls who came to see him intentionally or unintentionally.

Waiting for the crowd to disperse, Jing Hao thought about it and opened his mouth to Zhou Jian, "Your mention this time is very good." ”

It's so good that it coincides with what she originally wanted to do.

Zhou Jian thought of the figure he saw when he thanked him, and felt that his goal had been achieved, and his mood was a little better, "I also feel that I have a good idea." ”

He paused, and suddenly asked Jing Hao a question, "What do you think of Zhong Yue?" The smile on his face finally deepened a little, "What do you think of him from the perspective of looking at your boyfriend?" ”

Jing glanced at him, turned around and left without saying a word.

She went back to make sure that there was nothing wrong with all aspects of the party, touched her face, and was about to remove the stage makeup that was too heavy on her face, but she saw Zhong Yue standing and smoking at the door of the bathroom.

He didn't know where he had been standing for long, there were about ten cigarette butts piled up under his feet, and the whole person was a little foggy, as if he was about to become an immortal.

Jing Hao was a little sad by the smoke, frowned slightly, and simply walked over as a blind eye.

When she finally washed her face and came out, there was not even a figure outside, except for the cigarette butts she had seen before and a pitiful cigarette that had been half-smoked but crushed to crumbs by its owner.