After crossing, I was with the campus male god

"No." Chu Muya replied lightly, looking at Su Qingtang who was in the middle of the podium.

Yan Ling'an's eyes moved slightly, and he licked his lips. An inexplicable hope rose in his heart, and he carefully suggested: "Mu Mu, let's take the Capital University exam together?"

Chu Muya was a little dazed: "Why?"

Why do we have to take the exam together?

Yan Ling'an misunderstood what he meant, thinking that Chu Muya was asking why he wanted to be admitted to Capital University, and he explained: "Capital University ranks first in the country and No. 12 in the world. You don't even notice this? Mu Mu, are you going to go abroad?"

"No, I mean..." Chu Muya's eyes fell on Yan Lingan's messy collar, and he sighed softly, grabbing his tie with his slender fingers.

Yan Lingan was suddenly pulled by Chu Muya, and leaned towards him: "Huh?"

Chu Muya's attention was all on Yan Lingan's tie, and his dexterous fingers wrapped around the tie: "Are you a primary school student? Do you think you are wearing a red scarf? Chinese Young Pioneers?"

Yan Ling'an looked at Chu Muya's slowly flapping eyelashes, and laughed in a low voice: "I was in a hurry when I went to change at noon, and I tossed about the tie for a long time, but I really couldn't tie it, so I gave up."

Yan Ling'an's tie was black, which made Chu Muya's hands even fairer.

He watched Chu Muya's movements, and he didn't know where his thoughts diverged, and the roots of his ears gradually began to heat up.

After Chu Muya re-tied his tie, Yan Ling'an was still in a daze. He raised the hand he was about to put down, and patted Yan Ling'an's forehead lightly: "You're cross-eyed."

Yan Lingan was a little embarrassed, he didn't even know what was causing the inexplicable boiling in his body: "Brother Mu, you are so annoying!"

Chu Muya: "...?"

The two of them listened attentively to Su Qingtang's speech again. He talked about a lot of little skills in learning, and both of them gained a lot.Although Chu Muya has lived in high school twice, and has summed up a lot of skills, but learning can only be gained through mutual communication.

"The above is what I want to share with my classmates..." Su Qingtang's speech has come to an end.

The host walked past them holding the microphone: "Yan Ling'an, get ready, it will be you later."

Yan Ling'an made an OK gesture with her.

Yan Ling'an cleared his throat solemnly: "Mu Mu, then I'll go."

He straightened the tie that Chu Muya had fastened again, and slowly walked up to the podium with the speech.

Yan Ling'an's popularity in the second year of high school was not built on, as soon as he walked to a place where everyone could see, there was a burst of cheers and screams.

The speech was almost completed by Yan Lingan alone, and he finished it confidently: "Dear classmates and teachers, good afternoon everyone, I am Yan Lingan from Class [-], Grade [-]..."

Yan Lingan's voice on the podium was calm and serious, as if it was completely different from when he was laughing and joking.

From where Chu Muya was, he could only see the side of the stage, and he suddenly felt a little regretful.

She shouldn't have followed Yan Ling'an to the backstage.

But thinking about it carefully, it seemed that every time he met Yan Lingan, Chu Muya would unconsciously compromise with him.

Chu Muya stared at the podium in a daze, a little absent-minded.

In the middle of Yan Ling'an's speech, perhaps because he noticed Chu Muya's gaze, he turned his head to look at him, the smile on his face widened, and even the voice of reciting the manuscript did not feel a ripple.

Chu Muya also slowly hooked his lips.

Yan Ling'an's smile carried an unobservable charm that could affect people.

Soon, endless applause resounded in the auditorium. Yan Lingan bowed to the audience, and then quickly got off the stage with his speech, brimming with pride and raising eyebrows with Chu Muya as if asking for credit: "How is Brother Mu? Well done."

He looked like a primary school student waiting to be praised.

Chu Muya was in a good mood, and raised his hand to rub Yan Ling'an's hair: "Reward you with a big red flower?"

Yan Ling'an laughed, and lightly patted Chu Muya's wrist: "Who are you kidding?"

"Coax you, kid."

Chu Muya's voice was smiling, which made Yan Ling'an's heart tingle.

He secretly went to see Chu Muya, but the latter looked straight ahead.

Yan Ling'an silently looked down at the ground in front of him.

On the morning of the second day of the school celebration, classes were still held normally. In the afternoon, all the teachers and students went to the auditorium to watch the performance.

Yan Ling'an was still wearing the small suit he had given the speech, and the tie was tied by Chu Muya himself at noon.

Li Wei was also wearing a long dress. Seeing Yan Lingan approaching, she took several deep breaths to calm down the tension in her heart. She took the script book and tried to memorize the lines more familiarly.

She wanted Yan Ling'an to see her hardworking side, wanted to leave a good impression on Yan Ling'an, and didn't want to be ashamed on such an important occasion.

Yan Ling'an looked at Li Wei's slightly trembling hands, and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a rehearsal, if you really forgot the words, you can read them when you see the inscription."

He also didn't want Li Wei to mess up the hosting because of nervousness, after all, not only the teachers and principals in the audience were watching, but also former alumni and leaders from other schools.

This is about the face of the whole No. [-] Middle School.

Yan Ling'an's gentle comfort made Li Wei sweet for a while, she mustered up the courage to ask: "Yan Ling'an, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Ling'an walked quickly towards a place, her eyes flashed with joy, and all the courage that Li Wei had worked up so hard was gone.

Chu Muya and Shen Yuan came backstage together.

Both of them looked bad, Yan Ling'an had a bad feeling: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuan's expression was solemn: "Song Lin seems to have eaten something bad at noon, and the one who vomited and diarrhea ran to the toilet."

Yan Ling'an was taken aback: "Then what should I do?"

Then he remembered something and looked at Chu Muya.

Shen Yuan sighed: "I can only let Brother Mu do it first. Fortunately, he learned this song with Song Lin."

Yan Ling'an nodded: "Okay, then I'll change the name on the script book." He turned his head and said, "Brother Mu, be careful, don't be like Song Lin, who is so stupid that something happened before the performance , if you weren't there, it would have been a major accident."

In his words, there seemed to be no objection and dislike towards Song Lin, Chu Muya glanced at him.

Chu Muya and Shen Yuan went to the big lounge together, there were other performers in the class, some were putting on makeup, and some were chatting about something.

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, and she was eager to try, "Brother Mu, why don't you put on makeup for you? Jiaojiao usually wears makeup for performances, and her makeup skills are very good."

Chu Muya didn't even think about it: "No."

"……Oh."

Yan Ling'an came over with two boxes of medicine: "This is the medicine prepared by the school doctor. I went to look for it just now. The school doctor is probably busy now. You can take it back to Song Lin later."

Shen Yuan took the medicine: "Then I will thank you for Song Lin."

Chu Muya was sitting on the seat playing with his mobile phone, while Shen Yuan stood beside him and sized him up. She secretly greeted Yan Lingan and walked a few steps in the corridor: "Brother Yan, can you convince Brother Mu to put on makeup?"

"what?"

"Make up, make up."

Yan Lingan found a certain class in the corner of the lounge and painted each powder five meters thick, except white or white, and felt a little hard to say: "...Farewell."

Thinking of Chu Muya's painting like that, Yan Ling'an thought about it... Maybe it's not bad?

Yan Ling'an poked out a jio from the edge of the beating: "Brother Mu, do you want to put on makeup? Beauty requires external decoration."

Chu Muya looked up at Yan Ling'an in the mirror with cold eyes: "If you miss, can you just say so?"

Yan Ling'an turned around and shrugged with Shen Yuan. He stayed with Chu Muya for a while, and Li Wei came over: "Yan Ling'an, just now Senior Su said that we should prepare to go on stage."

"Oh." Yan Ling'an responded, and hugged Chu Muya quickly, "Mu Mu, cheer for the mysterious power from your deskmate!"

Chu Muya was hugged for a moment, and his whole body was stunned. He was sitting, while Yan Lingan was standing. The moment he was hugged, his whole body was enveloped by Yan Lingan's aura. .

Shen Yuan was stunned. A true warrior dared to face the storm. She really wanted to recite Yan Ling Anshi's Haiyan to praise his courage.

"Stupid." Chu Muya muttered, but his ears were a little hot under the short hair.

For some reason, Chu Muya also felt that his physical condition was not very good recently.

The lounge is some distance away from the stage. Before going on stage, someone from the student union would come and shout. After a while, someone came in and shouted, "Class [-], Senior [-] is ready."

Shen Yuan was suddenly more nervous than the two parties who were going to play: "You, you... Come on."

Zheng Yu smiled weakly with Shen Yuan: "Yuanyuan, I know, don't be nervous!"

Chu Muya took off his school uniform jacket, and inside he wore a white collared shirt, buttoned up to the top one. Coupled with Chu Muya's temperament, there was an indescribable abstinence.

The person who came to call for someone saw that no one had passed by for a long time, and asked again: "Is the class one of the second year of high school here?"

Chu Muya replied calmly: "Yes, let's go."

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