unique

As soon as the voice fell, there was a roar of laughter.

It can be seen that its direction is already very clear. Who else dares to love me and my seniors in front of all the school leaders?

As expected of Senior Zhu and Senior Zhong.Pairs of stars stared at the second row.

The two parties did not expect the reaction on the stage and behind them to be so loud. The laughter was like a tidal wave, and the front wave beat the back wave. They had to separate slightly under the gaze of the dean.

The dean's gaze warned Zhu Shen not to do anything wrong. Zhu Shen was too familiar with that gaze, so he nodded, waved his hand, and looked at the stage with a cute look.

The dean could only shake his head, looking at him and then at Zhong Heng.

Damn, how could his favorite student back then have made Zhu Shen fall in love with him?

Then came the head of the school to speak.The bureaucratic accents sounded a bit boring, and even Zhu Shen wanted to doze off.

If he didn't want to fit in with Zhong Heng, he wouldn't have come.

"Senior Ah Heng." Zhu Shen called him lazily, prolonging the tone as if acting like a baby.

Zhong Heng's heart trembled slightly, "Huh?"

"Help me block it." Zhu Shen raised his chin towards the camera leaning forward.I don't know who set it up here, the tricky angle seems to be just to shoot him.

"En." Zhong Heng leaned forward slightly, blocking the camera.

Zhu Shen adjusted his posture, leaned against Zhong Heng, closed his eyes gently and squinted for a while.

Last night he went to A Bao's house for class, and he returned to Taoyuan very late, and he did not sleep in the middle of the night to make up a lot of homework. Today he got up early again, and now he is sleepy.

But suddenly, he opened his eyes and asked Zhong Heng, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Last night, Zhong Heng picked him up and stayed up late with him.

Zhong Heng shook his head and said, "Shut up for a while."

Zhu Shen's drowsiness was dispelled in an instant, but he still leaned on Zhong Heng's shoulder and refused to leave after such a delay.

After the school leader's speech, the outstanding alumni gave speeches, and soon it was Zhu Shen's turn.

The moment the dean read Zhu Shen's name, Zhu Shen stood up. There was endless applause behind him, and he walked onto the stage with a smile.

He raised the microphone and looked down the stage, and suddenly saw many people below were clasping their hands together and bowing silently to him.

Zhu Shen let out a "chi" laugh: "I saw many people worshiping me."

There was a burst of laughter in an instant.

The dean stared at the back row with vacant eyes, and the students tried their best to hold back their laughter.

The principal sitting in the middle was a little confused and asked Fu Qing, "What are they laughing at?"

"This... this..." Fu Qing scratched her head, and said embarrassedly: "It's a little... It's a long story."

"Before the principal asked me to say something positive on stage to encourage you to move forward. I asked him which aspect he was referring to. At that time, the principal was very unpredictable and said, 'You can play freely.' Okay, then this sentence is I got the gold medal for avoiding death today."

The principal's eyelids twitched faintly, and he looked worried.

"Ah! There is a strong love for his alma mater, and a long-term alumni heart!" Zhu Shen suddenly spoke with a straight voice.

The principal suddenly felt that his worries seemed unnecessary.

But it's too early to rest assured——

I saw Zhu Shen suddenly put down the speech in his hand, and said: "I copied a full eight pages of the manuscript on the Internet last night. I wanted to share it with you, but my conscience found that the person written on the paper didn't seem to be me. When I was your age, I hated people preaching on stage the most, so, don’t do to others what you don’t want to be done to others, so from now on, I plan to play freely.”

The principal and the dean looked at each other, suddenly feeling ominous.

The students below were all excited, they didn't leave their errands, and they all listened attentively.

Zhu Shen leaned over, put his hands on the table, and said to the bottom: "As for me, I will just talk about it casually, and you will listen to it casually. Okay?"

The enthusiastic response below: "Good!!!"

Zhu Shen looked down and couldn't help laughing: "Before today, I thought that everyone worshiped me, but they just said it casually. I didn't expect that a boy caught by me today actually worshiped me with practical actions."

The audience roared with laughter, as if they could already imagine the scene.

"He seems to have written a love letter. He seems to be working hard, just like I copied eight pages of positive energy speeches last night-if you don't believe me, ask Zhong Heng. He saw me copying it with his own eyes. Ask me if I want some milk."

There were bursts of ambiguous "Oh hello" from below.

The dean wanted to rush up, but was held back by the principal: "Don't, don't be impulsive!"

Zhong Heng shook his head helplessly, he knew that Zhu Shen never played cards according to routine.

In the previous monthly exam, he managed to win the opportunity to correct their grade Chinese test paper, and he still remembered that the composition topic at that time was a beautiful thing.After correcting more than 200 test papers, after being dazzled, he finally saw the familiar handwriting.I couldn't wait to turn to the composition at the back and saw that it was Zhu Shen's self-portrait.In the small corner in the lower right corner, there is also a painting of the headmaster, with a bald head, but the painting is lifelike, and the postscript: Do you dare to say that we are not beautiful things?

The teachers in the language group were so angry that they didn't give it a score, and they didn't give it a score.

Zhu Shen has always been such a troublesome existence, but at that time he was willful and willful, and he lived in an appearance that many people envy.

I only heard Zhu Shen continue: "What about the kid, he chased his senior sister, and felt that his senior sister didn't like him, so he hesitated, so he chose today, wearing the clothes with the highest success rate to worship me ——Am I the god of love descending into the world, can I consecrate it or something?"

There was another burst of laughter, the faces of the principal and the dean turned blue, and they looked a bit stubborn.

"Love, everyone has to go through it. It's not a fig leaf, so why can't it be discussed on the table? The principal asked me to encourage you to move forward, but didn't specify the direction. I thought about it, why don't we just come here?" Talk about this?"

It was the adolescent men and women who, after hearing Zhu Shen's words, responded one after another, and they all pricked up their ears to listen.

Looking at the immature faces below, Zhu Shen couldn't help sighing: "I think boys and girls your age are so cute. You have the right to obtain pure happiness easily, and you can also decide your own future. What do you want to live like. You are young, you are the dewy flowers in the morning, and even the morning light is jealous of your freshness."

Zhong Heng had a smile on his lips, his eyes were full of light, and he looked at the stage closely.

On the stage, Zhu Shen was smiling at him.

"When I was your age, I told myself that I should pursue what I like." After a pause, Zhu Shen cast his eyes vaguely into the distance, and his tone was full of emotion: "Actually, I still have a lot of love until now." I really miss the rampant self at that time, brave and fearless. Because now I will weigh the pros and cons and make corresponding choices. I am ashamed to say that the 24-year-old me is much more cowardly than the 15-year-old me.”

In the audience, someone lowered his head and darkened his expression.

Zhu Shen said seriously: "If you have to ask me to give you a suggestion, should you like her? Do you want to confess? Can you stick to it? In fact, each of you has a different situation, and I can't give an accurate suggestion. But please remember that your choice is always responsible for yourself. No matter what you choose, you must make yourself happy. Don’t wait until you grow up to be decadent, timid, afraid, and look forward and backward in everything you do. I just started to regret it." Zhu Shen said in a low voice: "Believe in your heart, no matter what the result is, you will not blame it for the choices it makes. And it is far more similar than wearing bright clothes or worshiping someone. A person who goes through is far more useful. It will only be true to you, and will never deceive you."

"This is just a personal suggestion of mine." Zhu Shen pressed his palms against his chest and raised his chin proudly: "There is nothing shameful in falling down. Who dares to say that he is not strong if he can stand up? As for me, I am also planning to give it a try recently. Give it a try, I can afford any result."

After Zhu Shen finished speaking, the auditorium fell silent, and after a while, even more enthusiastic applause broke out in the hall, which lasted for a long time.

The headmaster looked livid, and the dean couldn't wait to take Zhu Shen's microphone away.

Staring blankly at Zhong Heng on the stage, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The students reacted most violently. Even after Zhu Shen had left the stage for a long time, the children in the back row were still chattering and yelling. I don't know who touched someone's mind and aroused someone's sympathy.

The teaching director said "quiet" three times in a row, but no one on the field listened to him.

It wasn't until Zhong Heng came on stage that the field slowly became quiet.

But as soon as he came to the stage, the ambiguous laughter of the students continued one after another.

Zhu Shen sat under the stage, staring at Zhong Heng steadfastly, and felt that seeing Zhong Heng on the stage at this time was even more nervous than being on the stage himself.

So... would Zhong Heng feel the same way just now?

Before Zhong Heng could speak, the pot had already exploded.The students obviously wanted to hear what Zhong Heng had to say about Zhu Shen. I don't know who started it, and everyone began to gossip.

"Is the relationship between Senior Zhong and Senior Zhu going well?"

"Why did Senior Zhong marry Senior Zhu?"

"How long have you been in love?"

"Have you encountered any twists and turns in your relationship?"

"What was said on the Internet before is all false, right!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

……

Seeing the students asking questions in a hurry, the dean couldn't bear it anymore, ran up to the stage in three steps at a time, and took out his trump card.He glanced across his eyes in a very majestic manner, stamped his feet, and coughed heavily, and the students fell silent for an instant.

The dean gritted his teeth and said, "Ask another question!!!"

The students in the audience instantly became well-behaved:

"How did senior Zhong study?"

"Senior Zhong, why can he get No.1 every time in the exam?"

"Does senior Zhong have any exclusive methods of learning?"

"What subject is Senior Zhong good at?"

"Is senior Zhong good at sports?"

……

I don't know who it is, who dared to take the dean's disgrace, rushed to the front as if dying, and asked loudly: "Senior Zhong, do you think I wish you well, Senior?"

The students held their breath.

The school leader's face turned green.

Only Zhong Heng said seriously: "He is fine."

The headmaster couldn't bear to look directly at him. Why did he invite these two people over?Showing love and doing skewers?

In fact, Zhong Heng's hand holding the microphone trembled a little, but because of his cold face and solemn demeanor, no one could believe how nervous he was at this moment.

"Hush." ​​Zhong Heng put his index finger to his lips: "I will only answer this question about him——"

"He's better than anyone."

Someone in the middle row seemed to retreat from the laughing crowd with wet eyes.It is simply not an important person, and no one even pays attention to leaving.

And Zhu Shen in the second row clasped his hands against his chest.

Right now his heart was racing and his cheeks were flushed.

For the first time in my life, I was so nervous.

The author has something to say: Happy Chinese Valentine's Day =3=

Thanks to Dayuan Yanxi, the tragic spinach, and Nanqiao for their irrigation

Thanks to Dayuan Yanxi, the tragic spinach mine, it took a lot of money