He's playing first grade again

Wen Ling heated up the food and brought it to Lin Xiu's room.

He was lying on the bed with headphones in his ears, and when he heard the door ring, he turned over and said nothing.

Wen Ling comforted: "Ah Xiu, get up and have a meal, don't give up on yourself, adjust your mentality, if you didn't do well in the exam this time, let's make persistent efforts."

Lin Xiu's heart seemed to be stuffed with something, he panicked with boredom and shame.

At this moment, to his ears, other people's comfort seemed to be wrapped in a layer of sex, which was as harsh as irony.

Wen Ling felt sorry for him, and coaxed him softly: "Sit up and let Mom take a good look at you, son, don't be unhappy, look at Lin Jian, he has always been like that, and his mentality is very good. You have to learn from him..."

"What are you doing to him? Do you want to learn from him? Ah!" Lin Xiu sat up suddenly, his eyes were red, and his shame turned into anger at his relatives. He roared and got angry at Wen Ling, "Will Lin Jian pass the exam this time?" , are you all looking towards him? Even you don’t want to be my mother anymore, that’s fine, you go and be his mother!”

Wen Ling looked at this son in astonishment, Lin Xiu never got angry in front of him, and even thought about him more than anyone else.

Wen Ling stared at him for a while, her lips moved, and finally took a deep breath, stood up, "Okay, you have a good time."

Before leaving, she remembered the incident of "staying up late", and confessed: "Don't stay up late in the future, Ning Xuan didn't stay up late either."

The last sentence completely irritated Lin Xiu, and Lin Xiu shouted hysterically: "Get out!"

Ning Xuan has a regular schedule and goes to bed on time at 11:30 in the evening.

Lin Jian went to bed half an hour later than him.

Today is the weekend, both of them were half an hour late, and they didn't rest until 12:30.

After Ning Xuan changed into a short shirt that night, Lin Jian discovered that he still had some hidden special hobby.

Unbeknownst to Ning Xuan, he added a bunch of gadgets to the shopping cart, and decisively changed his pajamas into a short shirt every night.

The little blouse is made of white fabric, a bit transparent, Ning Xuan's skin is white and delicate, he looks like a young master with fine skin and tender flesh.

At first he was shy, but later, under Lin Jian's shameless gaze, he resolutely let go.

Who told Lin Jian to hide his pajamas?

It's not like he didn't sleep wrapped in a bath towel, and then rubbed it off. There was always dry wood and fire between the two of them, and sparks started from friction.

At this time, Lin Jian went to the guest room to calm down.

Later, he ignored it and put on the short shirt directly.

The exposed waist is long, soft and thin.The weather was getting colder and colder, and Lin Jian had to rely on him to sleep every night.

In the dark bedroom, Lin Jian suddenly asked Ning Xuan, "Why do I feel that the matter of Lin Xiu's mother asking you whether you stayed up late today has something to do with Lin Xiu?"

Ning Xuan thought about it carefully, "I guess it was the last time, after my deskmate spread the story of me staying up late to the class, everyone in class three followed suit."

He remembered that time, the work and rest time was changed on many people's desks, and the bed time was after twelve o'clock.

"Huh?" Lin Xiu turned sideways, "Which time was the last time?"

He remembered that every 11:30, he would push Ning Xuan to rest, and it would be around twelve o'clock at the latest.

"Just, just that time." Ning Xuan was lying flat, his expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but the hasty and shy voice brought Lin Jian's memories back to that day.

Lin Jian laughed dumbly: "I remember, it was really late that day, it was past two o'clock in the morning, my baby has worked hard."

Ning Xuan let out a "hiss".

The last thing he wanted was to recall what happened that day.

Especially at this time, in the dead of night, all emotions can be fermented at will.

The hand on the waist was very restless.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, and the intertwined breathing became more and more rapid.

Lin Jian didn't know when, turned over, his voice seemed to be hanging on the tip of a sword, suppressed, hoarse, there was one word, the next word seemed to be dumb, swallowed into the throat, gasping one after another gas.

The person above the head chuckled and said: "Reciprocity is a courtesy, this time I will help you."

Time passed quickly, especially during the time when the college entrance examination was getting closer and closer, No. [-] Middle School organized a large-scale mobilization meeting, and after the national flag was hoisted, they made a passionate oath to the sky.

Lin Jian has a wide social circle. During school, he played with people who were a year or two older than him. They played so well that when they changed grades in the second year of high school, those people directly handed over the position of student union chairman to him.

This was just a nominal position, and he only remembered it when Liu Senping approached him to ask about it.

Liu Senping directly conveyed the meaning of the leader, "The higher-ups are going to make a documentary, and there will be an oath today. You take a few people from the student union to check the situation of wearing school uniforms, and then there will be aerial photography."

"Oh." Lin Jian nodded.

It's not a big deal.

He was also quite familiar with the group in the second year of high school, and the student union just sent a message, and a few school girls volunteered to stand up.

After the flag ceremony, Ning Xuan, as a representative, took the stage to lead the oath.

Under the national flag, the boy's tall and straight figure is very eye-catching, and the sun shines a layer of brilliance, stretching out his clear and handsome outline.

He stood quietly and calmly, ignoring any noise, reading the manuscript word by word, coldly.

Lin Jian took advantage of his position to stand behind him with the school leaders, staring at the back of his boyfriend in the front row, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"I promise, live up to my youth! Live up to my future!"

In the impassioned and impassioned oath of all the students in the school, the aerial photography plane gradually drew closer, against the backdrop of the blue sky, the hearts of the people, the momentum was magnificent, and the scene was spectacular and grand.

Ning suspense finished the manuscript, lowered his head and sorted out the manuscript, Lin Jian walked over at some time, helped him put away the wheat, his eyelashes were lightly drawn, and he repeated the words just now word by word: "Don't live up to your youth, live up to your future, And you."

Ning Xuan was startled.

The two didn't communicate much, and the school leader asked Lin Jian to do other things.

When Lin Jian turned around, he heard Ning Xuan softly reply: "Me too, Brother Jian."

At that moment, Lin Jian's heart was beating wildly, and he wished to give him a hug in front of so many people. He was so happy, so happy, as if his body had been reinjected with blood, and he was clamoring everywhere. boiling.

So much so that the dean told him once, but he didn't understand. He frowned and asked, "Director, what did you just say? I didn't hear it."

The dean frowned, "Is my voice low?"

Lin Jian shook her head, but she didn't feel startled, and replied calmly, "It's not small, I was thinking about other things just now, Director, please say it again."

"Notify your literature and art department to prepare. It will be New Year's Day in three weeks, and it will also be the last New Year's Day for your seniors in high school. I will ask Teacher Zhou to follow up. You can take care of this matter if you have time."

"Okay, no problem."

Lin Jian is in a good mood.

After he left, the dean chatted with other school leaders.

"Lin Jian seems to be a very motivated student."

"This character is a person who can achieve great things at first glance. He has the demeanor of mine back then, hahahaha..."

Lin Jian has been very busy these two days. In the past, Mr. Zhou handed things over to people from the literature and art department. This time, the little girl in the literature and art department had an accident at home and took a week off. It turns out that he doesn't have the slightest bit of artistic talent, and he doesn't seem to have the temperament of his boyfriend.

After class in the afternoon, Lin Jian went to the conference room. Leaning on the back of the chair, there were some sophomore students sitting on the conference table.

Lin Jian has been waiting for five, six, seven, eight minutes, but no one has arrived yet.

He frowned: "Who hasn't arrived yet?"

"Huang Lili from the radio station, she's still in the radio room."

Lin Jian was annoyed, "Who among you can dance?"

The boy from the deputy department stood up: "I know a little bit."

Lin Jian glanced casually, without changing her posture.

I thought, forget it, with this sloppy look and heavy dark circles, it would be better to screw him up if he is responsible.

Lin Jian asked again, "Who else is there besides you?"

"Huang Lili dances well too."

"On that radio station?"

"Ah."

"Okay." Lin Jian sat up and said with raised eyebrows, "Then let her find me some time, and this matter will be carried out to every class of senior one and senior two. Sign up by yourself and recommend yourself. The forms must be diverse. Don't be too restrained, come as you are happy, adopt a screening and school selection system, that's all, the meeting will end."

After the meeting was over, he remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, and there were two school girls who hadn't left, and stood shyly in front of him, "Senior, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Lin Jian nodded: "Well, not yet."

One of the girls took out a cup of milk tea and a pancake from behind, "Senior, I bought it for you."

After finishing speaking, he put the milk tea and pancakes on the table, turned around and ran away.

Lin Jian was the last to leave.

It didn't matter if it was on the table, so he had to take it away and turn off the light.

Carrying milk tea back to the teaching building.

He specially sent a message to Ning Xuan, asking Ning Xuan to wait.

When he walked to the hall of the teaching building, he happened to see Ning Xuan dragging his feet.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Lin Jian wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, "Guess who I am, kid?"

"You're not blindfolded, let me guess?" Ning Xuan saw him with a smile on his face, although he complained, the other hand still climbed up and clasped his wrist, "Okay, put it down, don't hold it caught."

Lin Jian played a rogue: "No, I don't just want to embrace, I also want to hug, and then let me rub."

"Others think you are crazy." Ning Xuan said that he was upright, but he didn't resist, and let him hold him.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Ning Xuan saw the milk tea and pancakes he was carrying, "Who bought them for you?"

Lin Jian scratched his nose: "Hey, the little nose is quite smart. A junior high school girl bought it. Are you jealous?"

Ning Xuan didn't speak.

Lin Jian took the milk tea, "I haven't drunk it yet, take a sip."

Ning Xuan shook his head: "I don't like it."

"Take a sip, I want to share with you the first time I have something good."

Ning Xuan couldn't refuse him, so he reluctantly took a sip.

"tasty?"

"It's okay." Ning Xuan broke free, and took out a piece of bread and a box of milk from his pocket, "If you're still hungry, eat some more, and if you don't want to eat, just throw it away."

Passing the things to Lin Jian, he excused: "It's getting late, I'll go upstairs first."

Lin Jian looked at his back, a little helpless.

The time management of the third class is very strict, he went to the classroom with him, and Ning Xuan was quite indifferent along the way.

When he was about to go upstairs, Lin Jian deliberately blocked him: "Honey, I was wrong, I didn't mean it, can you forgive me?"

Ning Xuan let out a "huh" and entered the classroom arrogantly.

Lin Jian pulled her lips and smiled, what else can she do with the person she chooses, just continue pampering her.

However, Ning Xuan's temper was stubborn enough, and he was indifferent to him. Lin Jian did an extra math test paper that night but failed to please him.

Even when the two of them talked, Ning Xuan still used a lukewarm tone, plus he was really busy and dizzy these two days, after letting Huang Lili take charge of this matter, his price was to replace Huang Lili in the school broadcasting room broadcast.

He sat in the radio room and let the song play.

Then ask Huang Mao, who has rich emotional experience.

Lin Jian: How can you make the person you like happy?

Huang Mao started with Lin Jian's usual personality and taught him word by word.

"Brother Jian, let me talk about your tone first. If you are coaxing people, you must lower your posture, lower, and lower again, and then your tone should be gentler and softer. Try to use some redundancies, such as water cups, you can say water cups like this Lah, my dear, it can be said so, my dear, it looks cute and milky like this, girls now eat this, no one will reject a coaxing little milk dog."

Lin Jian frowned, thinking about this passage.

It seems... there is some truth.

The author has something to say: I hope you don’t overinterpret this anger, it’s just that young lovers will always do something once or twice, we call it sentimentality, sentimentality~