"Don't you say hello?" Yu Huan looked back, and the man was still standing there, carrying a black bag in his hand.

"That person has a nervous disorder, whoever likes to take care of it." Zhuo Nan quickened his pace and walked towards the cafeteria, "Hurry up, I don't know if the sauce elbow made by your mother is as delicious as the fried chicken thighs of the cafeteria aunt, but it's really gone when it's late." ”

"Hey, you ......" Yu Huan reluctantly trotted behind Zhuo Nan.

It may be that Zhuo Nan's idea of fried chicken thighs is too strong, so when they finally arrived, there were just two left, Zhuo Nan didn't give in at all because there was a cute girl with a loli face next to him, and he didn't look back for an empty seat with a dinner plate.

Yu Huan couldn't wait to open the crisper box, the smell of the sauce elbow instantly crawled all over his nose, Zhuo Nan unconsciously sniffed twice, and was about to praise when he sat down next to him, Zhuo Nan's hand stretched out above the elbow stiffened.

If you want to put it down, Zhuo Nan will definitely not have any reaction, but the smell of Yan Hui's body is too familiar to him, as long as he gets closer, he will be confused, just like drugs, and Zhuo Nan is the person who is addicted to drugs and can't quit no matter how he can't quit.

Yu Huan smiled and put an elbow into Zhuo Nan's dinner plate, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the man opposite who Zhuo Nan called 'neurotic' put the black cloth bag in his hand on the table, and slowly took out exquisite lunch boxes from it.

Yan Hui pulled the mask down, opened the lunch boxes in front of him one by one and pushed them to Zhuo Nan's hand, looking expectant, "Eat." ”

Yu Huan was so shocked that he raised his hand and pulled his chin up to stop it from falling down, on the other hand, Zhuo Nan's expression didn't change much except for the slight frowning eyebrows, and he couldn't be calmer anymore.

Yu Huan couldn't calm down, although Yan Hui's action of gently pulling the mask was quite normal, Yu Huan almost didn't bounce off the stool directly after seeing the half of his face under the sunglasses.

Their table was in the southeast corner, except for the two people who were sitting in the aisle and 'working hard' on the dinner plate, they were sitting next to the corner of the wall, fortunately, Yan Hui and Zhuo Nan faced Yu Huan, and behind Yu Huan was Bai Sensen's wall, Yan Hui's actions were not very eye-catching.

"Yan ......" Yu Huan still couldn't help but shout, but fortunately, Zhuo Nan reacted quickly, raised his hand and threw the elbow meat into his wide open mouth, which stopped him from continuing to shout.

"Uh......" Yu Huan curled his tongue and chewed the symbolic meat and bones twice, then swallowed it hard with his breath, trembling and swishing and stretched out his fingers to point on Zhuo Nan and Yan Hui's bodies, and it took a long time to get out the breath blocked in his throat, "You...... He...... You ......"

Zhuo Nan didn't have to guess to think of what Yu Huan wanted to say, but he couldn't tell why Yan Hui appeared in their school cafeteria and brought so many dishes with so many colors and flavors, although Yu Huan was indeed frightened, but Zhuo Nan didn't plan to appease his weak heart.

Don't look at his calm appearance, in fact, his head has already been boiled into a pot of porridge, and everything is about to be cooked, but some people don't know how to observe words and emotions at all.

"Don't you like it?" Yan Hui took out a pair of chopsticks from the black cloth bag and put some dishes in Zhuo Nan's bowl, "I went to Derenju to pack it, and this store ranks first on the takeaway recommendation list." ”

Yu Huan glared at Zhuo Nan several times with two eyes, and glanced at Zhuo Nan almost thinking that he was trachomous, so he knocked on the opposite plate with chopsticks, "When you are full, return the plate, 520 on your buttocks, you can't move." ”

"It's 502." Yan Hui couldn't help but chuckle and remind.

Yu Huan pursed his lips at Zhuo Nan, Zhuo Nan didn't need to look to know the meaning of his mouth, and waved his hand impatiently to say goodbye, only to find that the sauce elbow made by Yu Huan's mother was also dropped by him.

Zhuo Nan stared at several vegetable boxes in front of him, and his mind gradually condensed, there were not many people in the cafeteria at this time, and they were facing away from the door, even if Yan Hui took off his sunglasses, it was estimated that no one would find out.

"What are you doing here?" The corner of Zhuo Nan's eyes swept over the steaming dishes and asked Yan Hui.

"Add food to you," Yan Hui looked natural, "You are in the third year of high school, it's very hard, you have to eat better." ”

Zhuo Nanqiang suppressed the sneer in his heart, and replaced it with a polite and sparse face, "Teacher Chen is your friend, right?" I heard Mr. Chen say that you appreciate my singing, and I haven't thanked you yet. ”

Yan Hui frowned slightly, "Why are you always so polite when you talk to me?" ”

"Heh......" Zhuo Nan chuckled, "In terms of music, you are a senior in the music industry and an idol singer, and from the perspective of age, I should be polite to you." ”

"Age?" Yan Hui's slightly frowning brows tightened, "You think I'm old?" ”

Zhuo Nan: "......"

Zhuo Nan twitched the corner of his mouth, he really wanted to take a scalpel to cut open Yan Hui's head to see how long the brain circuits were inside, after three years of getting along, he felt that he could be regarded as understanding him, but he didn't expect that after chatting for three sentences, he was a little tired and didn't love.

How could anyone speak so hard?

"Yes," without waiting for Zhuo Nan to speak, Yan Hui said to himself, "You are only nineteen now, and I am ten years older than you, which is quite old." ”

I don't know if it's Zhuo Nan's illusion, he always feels that Yan Hui has an inexplicable sadness when he says the second half of the sentence, and there is an indescribable sourness in his voice.

Zhuo Nan shook his head vigorously to put his lost reason back on track, his left hand pinched his thigh under the table, and he couldn't stop sneering in his heart, but he didn't expect Yan Hui to pretend to be pitiful for a new love, which was in stark contrast to his impatience with him three years ago.

"You sing so well, I've always felt that way, but I haven't told you to your face." Yan Hui saw that Zhuo Nan didn't answer, and the expression on his face became a little serious, as if praising him for singing well was a very solemn thing.

"Thank you," Zhuo Nan loosened his fingers on his thighs, and smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. Yan doesn't have a good memory, I remember that when you gave me the bonus that night, you said it, and praised me for singing better than the original song." ”

Zhuo Nan kept observing Yan Hui's reaction when he said this, and sure enough, as soon as the words fell, he saw Yan Hui's expression change slightly, and the hand holding the chopsticks stiffened, Zhuo Nan couldn't help but sneer, Yu Ziyi's status in Yan Hui's heart He knew better than anyone else, and he deliberately said this just to answer him.

If it had been put in the past, Zhuo Nan really thought that Yan Hui would praise him like this, not to rap better than Yu Ziyi, just to praise a good singing sentence is estimated to be enough for him to be happy for a few days, but unfortunately that kind of praise is like Yan Hui's stingy love, Zhuo Nan didn't get it until he died.

And now, Zhuo Nan feels that it is a little late, not to mention that what Yan Hui is facing is not the real him at all.

"You are indeed better at singing harmony than him," Yan looked back into Zhuo Nan's eyes, and there was an indescribable affirmation in his voice, "If you want, you can surpass him now in less than two years, I can help you." ”

Zhuo Nan looked at him in a daze, and it took a long time to react, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the hand holding the chopsticks was slightly tightened, "You laugh, I can still afford a few pounds and a few taels, and besides, my vision is not so high, let's not talk about it, I am not interested in singing alone." ”

"Why isn't there much interest?" Yan Hui reached out and grabbed his arm with some excitement, with a lot of force, and Zhuo Nan couldn't help but twist his eyebrows, "Haven't you always liked to sing?" ”

Zhuo Nan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I know, you came to me three times and twice, the purpose should be similar to Teacher Chen, that's right, I used to like singing, since you all know this, I also did some research when I wanted to come." ”

Zhuo Nan glanced at Yan Hui's tightened five fingers, but the twisted brows were suddenly loosened, Yan Hui's reaction was something he didn't expect, but Yan Hui's nervous expression didn't look like a fake, which undoubtedly gave Zhuo Nan some pleasure of revenge.

"I was lying in the hospital like a vegetative person for a year, and I figured it out a lot after waking up, my parents used to think that learning music was too expensive, and I didn't agree with it, but now it's good, I finally picked up a life and thought a lot clearly, or listen to my parents, and take fewer detours, besides, I really don't like music."

Although Zhuo Nan's words were said in a posture of hanging children, his attitude was obvious, and he almost believed it.

"I don't like music anymore......" Yan Hui muttered, as if the news was a big blow to him, and the blood on his face faded, and his face was incredulous.

"But you also participated in the singing competition last time," Yan Hui said persistently, "and won the first prize." ”

"It's very simple," Zhuo Nan broke the fingers that Yan Hui grabbed on his arm, and pretended to smile easily, "For money, you also know that my family conditions are not good, and I need money very much." ”

"I'll give you money," Yan Hui hurriedly rummaged through his pockets and shook the cash and cards from his wallet to the table, "These are all for you, can you continue singing?" ”

Yan Hui's actions made Zhuo Nan a little crying and laughing, if there were reporters at this time, tomorrow's front page headline must be "The king of music does not hesitate to spend a lot of money just to ask an unknown high school junior to sing, what is this move?" ”

Zhuo Nan also wanted to know what he was doing, the corner of his eyes swept the cash and gold cards on the table, his fingertips pulled open those useless bank cards, and pulled out a red Grandpa Mao from it and shook it twice in his ear, the ticket was very new, and the sound of the wind rubbing the paper was very loud and crisp.

"Singing?" Zhuo Nan put the ticket roll into the pocket of the school uniform, picked up the chopsticks and took two bites of food, "It's also a hundred yuan, you can order whatever you want, I won't have to add money." ”

Zhuo Nan held chopsticks as he spoke, poking them in the vegetable box that Yan Hui brought back, "You know, I study very hard, and taking time to learn songs takes up my time to study and live, and I won't give you a discount on the money I add, anyway, you don't look like a person who will lack so much money, what do you think?" ”

"Deal ......" Yan Hui raised his hand and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Zhuo Nan with a smile, put the cash and card on Zhuo Zi into his wallet, thought about it and took out a hundred and pushed it in front of Zhuo Nan, "The one just now is considered the signing fee, you can collect this hundred, and sing two tigers to listen to it first." ”

"What?" Zhuo Nan thought he was hallucinating, and his uncertain tone made the two words float up several tunes in a corner.

"Two tigers," Yan Hui looked at him for a long time, "the kindergarten children can sing, if you want to say that you won't, I will add another hundred." With that, he really took it out of his wallet.

Zhuo Nan stared at Yan Hui with his teeth after being frustrated, the disposable chopsticks in his hand were almost not directly broken, Yan Hui glanced at the wooden chopsticks that clicked, and leaned on the back of the chair with both hands on his chest, looking like he was listening