School grass he is too good

When rehearsing Cheng Tiao's Tai Chi Sword, he took off his school uniform jacket and only wore an ordinary black T-shirt on his upper body. Many people were standing in the audience watching him quietly. They were all looking forward to this event. performance.

When Cheng Tiao came on stage, he didn't hold a sword in his hand, but just stood in the center of the stage and punched a set of punches casually. It was soft and slow, but also firm and soft, which belonged to Tai Chi.

Lin Chen half-jokingly said to Lin Jian beside him: "Look, a handsome person doesn't need to be able to sing and dance, even if he is doing Tai Chi, he can still attract girls' attention."

When the boxing was slowly coming to an end, the background music suddenly sounded, and a high-pitched and somewhat secondary sound suddenly sounded from the stereo, "Sword coming!"

Everyone was inexplicably excited.

Cheng Tiao easily put his hands behind his back and did a rollover. After tapping his toes on the ground twice, he casually looked towards the side of the stage.

There stood the field control girl holding the long sword for him, he smiled helplessly, and then hooked his fingers at the girl.

In fact, after the sword came at the very beginning, the field controller should have thrown the long sword at him, but unfortunately, I don't know if the other party forgot that there was such a thing because he was fascinated by it.

So he had to temporarily add a rollover action, but unexpectedly, the opponent still didn't react.

After being reminded by Cheng Tiao, the field controller reacted, holding the sword in both hands and quickly bent down to apologize to Cheng Tiao several times, her face flushed a little.

"It's okay, let's do it again." Cheng Tiao said with a good temper.

After finishing a set of flowing boxing techniques, the sound of background music sounded again, "Sword coming!"

This time the girl in control threw the sword in time, only to hear a loud bang, the long sword hit the stage, only one step away from the girl in control.

The loud noise made Cheng Tiao jump several meters away on the spot with a conditioned reflex.

"Fuck, that just now is the legendary lightness kungfu." A male classmate whispered, obviously shocked by Cheng Tiao's reflexes.

Another student nodded in agreement and said, "Maybe it's Ti Yunzong from Wudang. I remember that Zhang Sanfeng also practiced Taijiquan."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The girl looked like she was about to cry.

She picked up the sword in embarrassment, and quickly bowed and apologized to everyone in the audience.

After Cheng Tiao came over slowly, he stretched out his hand to take the sword, and smiled softly at her: "I'm sorry, I forgot that this sword is relatively heavy, and it's not suitable for girls to throw. Thank you for your hard work."

The field controller blushed slightly, covered his mouth and waved at him: "No, it's not hard!"

With no other choice, the director had no choice but to temporarily pull a male classmate up to throw a sword. Many people raised their hands and scrambled to go to the stage. Even if it was just throwing a sword, it would be cool.

It was Cheng Tiao's third time to fight that set of boxing, and many people in the audience could follow his movements and learn together, but for some reason, it was difficult to strike his chic and elegant style.

With the sound of the sword coming again, the buddy who threw the sword this time is quite tall. It is said that he has several years of experience in throwing the shot put, so he threw it quite high this time.

Cheng Tiao jumped up in the air, quickly reached out and patted the long sword in mid-air, turned the hilt towards himself, and then pulled the long sword out of the scabbard.

The scabbard was randomly picked up by him on the ground with his sword, and there will be a small table over there for him to put the scabbard during the stage performance.

"........."

"This is a bit different from the Tai Chi sword I imagined." Lin Jian widened his eyes and looked at the young man on the stage.

Not only him, but the expressions of other people are also a little shocked. This is just like the rhythm of martial arts, which is different from their painting style!

Holding a cup of milk tea, Luo Qi leaned on the back of the chair beside him carelessly, and asked curiously, "Then what does Tai Chi Sword look like in your imagination?"

Lin Jian was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

He wouldn't foolishly tell the other party that his mind was full of a big watermelon before, cut it in half, and give half to you... Forget it, the other half belongs to Xiu'er.

Their Xiu'er is so good, what's wrong with eating a whole watermelon?

When the music stopped, Cheng Tiao fell to the ground with a somersault. Halfway through, he abruptly adjusted him into a half-kneeling position. His knee hit the floor with a bang, and he lowered his head quietly to look at the ground.

Everyone couldn't help taking a deep breath, this movement was painful to watch, and the knee was probably a big bruise.

Cheng Tiao slowly raised his lowered head. He smiled confidently at the audience, and casually threw the sword in his hand back.

According to the script, he should be able to insert the sword back into the scabbard directly, but Cheng Tiao knew that this was impossible in a short time.

"Crazy!!!"

"Brother Jump is mighty!"

"........."

After Cheng Tiao's performance, the applause from the audience was even warmer than before. It may be because his stage effect is really good, or it may be because he is holding a long sword that has not been inserted into the scabbard in his hand.

After playing a set of sword skills, Cheng Tiao was also sweating. He was very smart not to wear a white shirt, otherwise the Pikachu behind him at this moment should have shown his prototype.

After bowing down and thanking the stage managers under the stage and beside the curtain, he reached out to pick up the scabbard on the side, and then slowly walked down the stage from the stairs on the side.

In fact, he should be able to perform better, Cheng Tiao thought to himself, but he silently rubbed his knees with his hands.

Maybe there is no need for such a well-regulated performance. After all, there probably won't be any expert here who knows better than him. He can complete more complicated and difficult movements, and he can do them very well.

Cheng Tiao does not deny that he is a bit extreme, but also admits that he has some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So to be honest, he is actually a little uncomfortable now, and even wants to return to the stage for a more perfect performance, but he can't, because his rehearsal time is over.

After inserting the sword back into the scabbard carelessly, he gently rubbed the scabbard with his fingertips, and there was a spot on it where the paint was slightly rubbed off when he accidentally fell to the ground.

He lowered his head and slowly picked at the copper paint there, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Rehearsing a show can also put you in a state of mind. What's the matter, Master Cheng, have you entered the epiphany stage?" Lin Jian put his arm on Cheng Tiao's shoulder with some amusement.

There were still a little sweat stains on the other party's body, but he didn't care.

It stands to reason that when a boy of this age is sweating profusely, his body odor should be strong, but Cheng Tiao does not.

His body only has a fruity sweetness and a baby's milk fragrance.

Cheng Tiao pursed his lips unnaturally and smiled at him, rarely refuting his words.

Until the evening self-study, Lin Jian found that his deskmate was still a little absent-minded. It seemed that he had maintained this state since the other party's rehearsal in the afternoon, which was completely different from usual.

After returning to the dormitory, Cheng Tiao sat on the pile of shoe boxes on the balcony, slowly lowered his head and picked the labels on the shoe boxes, knowing that his current state was very strange.

Lin Jian watched him stop talking several times, wondering if he felt sorry for these shoe boxes.

But Cheng Tiao just felt that his heart and mind couldn't calm down, as if they were buzzing.

It's not that it's uncomfortable, it's just that he feels very irritated, and an inexplicable sense of anxiety swept over him.

This is not the first time this feeling has appeared, he licked his somewhat dry lips, then looked down at his watch.

It was already 55:[-] in the evening, and he walked out of the dormitory from the balcony with his long sword in his hand.

"I'll go to the rooftop to practice again, you guys go to bed first." He said softly, and then closed the door.

Several people in the dormitory who were playing with their mobile phones stopped, and couldn't help looking at each other. They all felt that Cheng Tiao was a little too interested in this party.

"........."

The roof was very cold, and Cheng Tiao regretted that he didn't bring a coat. He slightly closed the door and stuck a small brick in the crack to prevent the door from being blown shut by the wind.

Apart from him, there should not be many psychopaths who would come to the rooftop in the middle of the night.

Today's moon is not as round as the night of the meteor shower, hanging in the sky like a scimitar, the atmosphere of the dark moon and high wind is inexplicably good.

Cheng Tiao raised the long sword in front of him, and then slowly pulled it out of the scabbard. The blade was very bright, and even at night, he could see himself reflected in it, still so handsome.

He chuckled lightly, and threw the scabbard aside.

Although he knew how chic his throwing movements are now, and how embarrassing he would be when he searched all over the floor later, this didn't affect his desire to pretend to be alone in the night when no one was around.

Jianfeng pointed forward, as if standing in front of him was his enemy, he couldn't help laughing, feeling a bit like an emotional killer.

The long sword swung forward ruthlessly, the movement and range at this moment were far beyond comparison on the stage, the young man danced the sword recklessly under the moonlight.

After taking a few steps back, Cheng Tiao stepped on the stainless steel water tank in front with the strength of his run-up, and then fell back to the ground with a backflip.

When he landed, he pointed his sword at the place he had stepped on before, and it was slightly sunken there. If the housekeeper found out, he would definitely be scolded.

The difficulty can be further strengthened!

Cheng Tiao hadn't felt this kind of excitement for a long time. His eyes subconsciously fell on the low wall not far away. This is the seventh floor. The low wall is like a safety line. After passing through, people may disappear.

But he somehow wanted to step on that line, he wanted to try the feeling of standing there and dancing with a sword, so he walked over slowly.

"Xiu'er, are you alright? It's so cold here." A voice made Cheng Tiao subconsciously stop.

He turned his head and found that Lin Jian sat behind the iron gate at some point, and he didn't know how long the other party had been here and how long he had been watching.

At this moment, Cheng Tiao suddenly felt that he had calmed down. After waking up in the hospital that day, his heart returned to such tranquility for the first time, as if his soul had completely returned to its place.

He took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the other party.

Lin Jian threw away the scabbard that tripped her earlier, and Cheng Tiao straightened the sword naturally. To be honest, it was really exaggerated, but the scabbard just so cleverly covered the sharpness of the long sword.

Lin Jian patted the seat beside him and motioned him to sit down.

Cheng Tiao sat down beside him very calmly, and then laid the sword casually aside.

"If I didn't stop you just now, are you planning to jump on it?" Lin Jian asked half-jokingly.

Cheng Tiao snorted softly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

But in fact, both of them know that they will.

The night was still a bit cold, and Shi Chengtiao shivered slightly when the cold wind blew past.

After Lin Jian noticed his small movement, he slowly pulled down his zipper, and when the zipper of his clothes just reached his chest, he couldn't hold back and pulled it back.

It was too cold, and he felt that he might need a coat more than Cheng Tiao.

After the two sat quietly for a while, Lin Jian suddenly took out something from his pocket and asked Cheng Tiao, "Do you want it?"

After Cheng Tiao turned his head and glanced at the thing in his hand, there was a little surprise in his eyes. It was a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes.

He didn't know why Lin Jian had this thing. He had lived there for more than half a semester, and he knew very well that Lin Jian didn't smoke.

"I don't know why, I've felt that you really need this thing since the afternoon." Lin Jian's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, and he probed the pack of cigarettes into Cheng Tiao's arms again.

Cheng Tiao laughed out loud, and when he took the cigarette, his body was still trembling because of the smile: "If my grandfather saw you dare to do this, he would definitely break your leg on the spot."

That's what he said, but he still slowly tore off the transparent plastic bag on the cigarette box. After opening the cigarette box, he tore off the layer of paper.

Because of his good habit of not littering, Cheng Tiao stuffed the scraps of paper into Lin Jian's pocket, and then took out a lighter from his other pocket.

Slowly inserting three cigarettes into the soil beside him, just like how he usually burns incense, and then lit it.This action more or less served as a hint, and Cheng Tiao felt that his excitement was slowly decreasing, and he gradually became calmer.

The eyes of the two people in the smoke were a little bit red, and after being choked a little bit helplessly, they moved a little to the side.

"Damn, if you don't smoke, just take it back to me, what a waste." Lin Jian complained helplessly.

Cheng Tiao laughed, and slowly threw the pack of cigarettes back into his arms: "Lin Jian, you may have saved my life."

It wasn't the first time he did such a crazy move, it happened once before he came to province A.

"Actually, at the beginning, when my grandfather asked me to study in province A, I was quite troubled. Because the people here are unfamiliar, I found it very troublesome." Cheng Tiao took out two jellybeans from his pocket, and then Throw one to Lin Jian.

After tearing open the package of the candy, he stuffed the candy into his mouth, then put the candy wrapper under the tip of his nose and slowly smelled the fruity sweetness of the orange, which tasted better than the smell of cigarettes many.

"This entanglement lasted until the day before I was going to come to province A. A friend and I came to an old building. We were standing on the top of the building at the time, but it was only two floors high. Even if we fell, we would not What's the matter?"

"The distance between the two sides of the roof is four meters three. My friend told me after measuring it. He is a very boring person." Cheng Tiao sneered.

Lin Jian frowned slightly when he heard this, he had already guessed what Cheng Tiao and that friend were going to do, it was a little too crazy.

"I told him half-jokingly at the time, why don't you just take a gamble, if I jump over it and nothing happens, I will come to study in province A. If I fall, I will stay in province B to recuperate. He said yes, and then I will I jumped." Cheng Tiao said lightly, as if he just jumped into a bunker once.

Lin Jian sat up straight all of a sudden, and the fudge bag in his hand was crushed by him excitedly: "No, you have made such fucking stupid friends who even persuaded you to jump off a building. Something is wrong."

"Yes, there is indeed something wrong with him." Cheng Tiao laughed out loud, almost choking on the jellybean in his mouth, bowed his head and coughed several times before continuing to laugh:

"It was okay for me to jump over there, but he was different from me. I was at most a second-class disease, and he was really crazy. When I jumped, I was really not sure if I could jump over it, but I was still sure in my heart. of."

"Later when he saw me jump over, he jumped too. I bet he knew he couldn't jump over, but he jumped anyway. Do you think he is sick?"

Lin Jian said in her heart, you are also very fucking sick!

Later, when he came to province A, Cheng Tiao had someone wear him.

Shenzhu probably didn't want to tell him about it, but his friend who drove a Ferrari still brought it up when he was in the car.

The other party even said very firmly that you must have had the idea of ​​committing suicide before you would attract that kind of thing.Cheng Tiao originally wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Before he left, the man reminded him never to provoke life, otherwise he would cry miserably, but what was even worse was that you had no chance to cry.

Cheng Tiao breathed out in the palm of his hand, the strength of the previous exercise had subsided, and he felt a little cold now: "So the last thing I did on the day I left was to visit him in the hospital. His left leg was injured. broke."

"But to be honest, this guy has been very aggressive since he was a child. Just standing there makes people want to beat him up. Over the years, at least half of the fights I have fought for him."

Lin Jian thought for a while, and pulled Cheng Tiao into his arms very simply. The two of them would be warmer together.

"Stop talking about your friend, change the subject."

For some reason, he felt inexplicably irritated when he heard about that naughty friend. He didn't want to hear about other people's nonsense anymore.

Lin Jian's arms were quite warm, so Cheng Tiao had no intention of struggling. He changed into a more comfortable position and asked with a smile, "Then what do you want to know?"

"Tell me about your past." Lin Jian said softly, and passed the fudge in his hand to the other's mouth.

He suddenly discovered that only tonight did he vaguely understand Cheng Tiao's true appearance, and agreed to know where the real reason for that yin and yang strange energy came from.

"Me?" Cheng Tiao laughed with some doubts, and then continued after thinking for 2 minutes: "I used to be the same as I am now, very good. Everyone still likes me very much, don't believe it, in fact most Everyone likes me. Well, except...my mother."

He nibbled at the grape-flavored marshmallow in his mouth with his back molars, but didn't break it.

It was only at this time that Cheng Tiao realized that he was able to say this matter so easily.

"Do you still want to listen? I might cry later, you have to coax me." He put his head on the neck of the man behind him and asked with a smile.

Lin Jian couldn't help but reached out and touched his hair. Cheng Tiao's hair was very soft and felt very good, so he couldn't help touching it a few more times.

Cheng Tiao's eyes narrowed slightly, he really liked the feeling of being stroked on the head, it was very comfortable.

He even rubbed his hair against Lin Jian's palm.

"My mother, how should I put it. She should be a liberal, a bit extreme. She wants to be free, so she and my father divorced a long time ago. It was only two months later that I found out that I was pregnant. , She was planning to kill me, but was stopped by my grandma."

"Wow, it's really dangerous to say it. I managed to outrun hundreds of millions of brothers and sisters, but I almost got hanged again."

Cheng Tiao's tone was a bit exaggerated when he said this, but Lin Jian's heart was full of distress. He didn't quite understand Cheng Tiao's mother's actions, because his parents were very loving and loved him very much.

"My mother doesn't like me, because after giving birth to me, her body is much worse than before. She is an extreme sports enthusiast. Do you know how versatile she is? Bungee jumping, skydiving, diving... and snow mountain climbing, she Almost omnipotent, very powerful. I think my physical fitness is probably inherited from her." Cheng Tiao couldn't help laughing, but his eyes were a little red.

He stopped and didn't continue talking, just took a deep breath, but still couldn't hold back a whimper.

After a while, his body arched slightly, he slowly raised his arms to cover his eyes, and said with a bit of complaint: "Lin Jian, I told you that I will cry, but you still want to listen to me?" .”

Lin Jian stretched out his hand to hold him tighter. He regretted that he didn't bring a pack of paper to the other party when he came up, but it's a pity...

Cheng Tiao touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring any paper, so he grabbed Lin Jian's sleeve and wiped his snot.Not only because of crying, but also because the rooftop is really too cold.

The corners of Lin Jian's eyes twitched slightly, but he still didn't take back his hand.

"Hey, do you know about the avalanche incident in 327Q province? Thirteen donkey friends died at that time, and she was one of them, just the day before my birthday." Cheng Tiao sucked his nose hard and said slowly.

After talking about this matter, the rooftop was quiet for a while, and the three cigarettes in the corner had burned down to three cigarette butts at some point.

Cheng Tiao thought that he had to take them away when he left later, so as not to irritate the auntie in charge anymore.

Lin Jian didn't know how to persuade the other party, because he was crying worse than the other party now, and the tears even dripped down Cheng Tiao's face, yes, maybe there was still snot.

He has lived a smooth life since he was a child, and at the same time, it is difficult to think that there will be people around him who will experience these things. If it is someone else, he may feel very sympathetic.

But, this is Cheng Tiao, Lin Jian just feels sad and wants to cry.

Of course, he had also cried.

At the same time, Lin Jian suddenly found that he might have become Cheng Tiao's best friend, at least much better than that dude who broke his leg after jumping off a building.

………………

"Tut tsk tsk, oh my god." Cheng Tiao stretched out his hand in disgust to wring out Lin Jian's snot, it was so disgusting!

He didn't know that he would make such a terrible move one day. After shaking his hand, he rubbed his hand against the opponent's back in disgust.

Lin Jian nestled in his arms obediently and sobbed. The identities of the two seemed to be switched, and they were coaxed into Lin Jian.

But Cheng Tiao's mood suddenly brightened. It was the first time he felt so relaxed, as if the huge mountain pressing on him had been moved away by Lin Jian.

This description sounds very hypocritical, Cheng Tiao subconsciously frowned.

"Come on, you can't finish it." Cheng Tiao helplessly twirled the other party's ears that were a little red from excitement.

Lin Jian slipped out of his embrace, he sniffed his nose and said cautiously: "What I'm going to say next, you might hit me."

Cheng Tiao's heart suddenly sank, and he stared at the other party with some seriousness: "What's the matter?"

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Lin Jian said with a guilty conscience.

"The bad news first." Cheng Tiao's heart welled up with an ominous premonition. He always felt that the other party would say something that made him very angry.

"I accidentally closed the door when I came in, we can't go back to the dormitory." Lin Jian said weakly after taking a deep breath.

Cheng Tiao glanced at him in disbelief, then immediately ran to the door and tentatively pulled the doorknob, without moving.

He suddenly had angina, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart: "What about the good news?"

"I'll be with you." Lin Jian said affectionately.

"Grass!"

The author has something to say: In fact, at the beginning I set up Cheng Tiao as a gloomy and cool boy who was somewhat paranoid.But as I wrote it, I was a lot more biased. A happy, bisexual boy is actually very cute, isn't he 233333

Next, you don't have to worry about the little three and the little four when you jump, you can continue to sculpt and dance with the cheap.

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