I am straight!

As I licked the branches, the smell of fireworks made me feel a little unreal-it felt like a dream for half a month.

"Huh..." I sighed.

"What?" the telegraph pole asked me.

"Well... I'm thinking about something."

"What?" He moved closer to me—the distance was just right, and I didn't repel him.

"...I'm thinking, I have to face the wild survival when I first enter school, and what to do after I enter school..."

"Don't worry, survival in the wild is a relatively dangerous activity that only freshmen and student unions can experience - next year it will be your turn to see the jokes of the new class of students." He curled his lips indifferently.

"how about you?"

"At that time, I was a graduate, so of course I would withdraw from the student union... I can't stay in the academy forever."

"Oh..." I scratched my head, "Congratulations on getting out of the nightmare."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his blue eyes sparkled again: "I would like to thank you—but this academy is very interesting, and you should like it."

"I also want to borrow your good words... I hope the campus life will not be too unlucky... Ah, just get out of this forest quickly..." I turned my head, stared at the fire with my chin in my head, "I always eat mushrooms, I'm tired of eating mushrooms." gone."

Three meals a day, although I can occasionally eat a little fruit as a condiment, but other times, morning, noon, and night are mushrooms... Even if today's meal is good and tasty, it is still mushrooms.

"You are good at craftsmanship."

"...Of course it's good," I said with a fake smile, "If you are as poor as me, you must find a way to start your own fire instead of going to a restaurant."

Although it is convenient and cheap to buy instant noodles—but it can’t fill your stomach, and when my younger brother is officially growing up, he can’t eat that kind of thing at all.

After that, I worked hard to find cheap and nutritious things, and my younger brother was raised by me to be white, fat, and strong. When I measured his height this summer, I was surprised that he was a few centimeters taller than me. .

When I came to this academy this time, I was most worried about him. Fortunately, my mother agreed to find a nanny to take care of him...

I sigh.

"I don't know how my little brother is doing..."

"Your brother...?"

"You do not know?"

"I heard from the teacher."

"...The teacher you are talking about is my parents?"

"Well, they often tell me about your brothers."

".........It's all...what, what?" I swallowed.

"What else could it be?" He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at me: "Parents remember their children most clearly..."

Embarrassment.

My parents and I know best.

They wish they could tell everyone they've ever seen the stupid things my little brother and I did when we were kids with a loudspeaker every day.

"...Senior, do you know if there is any way to make people lose their memory?" I stared at his face, wondering if I could make him forget everything if I hit him with a stick-this is how it is shown on TV.

"Not yet," the telegraph pole answered me calmly: "Besides, those are all your tricks, how can you forget them so easily?"

He smiled, smiling brightly, like the bright sunshine in winter, which makes people yearn for-but in my opinion, it is no less than Yan Luo's death.

"Don't you think so? Minor chords?"

……… I am full of guts.

"By the way," the senior pretended to be enlightened, "Remember to prepare well for the welcome party after the new students enter school."

"... Huh?" What does the welcome meeting for new students have to do with me?

"A freshman's speech," the telegraph pole said slowly, "Professor Ram recommended you and another freshman."

"...wait a minute... you, you mean... I have to be in front of thousands of students," I gritted my teeth, and it took me a while to say the last two words: "A speech?"

"Well, you are the negative type, and the other is the positive type."

………Because I am a negative example.

Also, this school wants to give a speech against the typical example for Mao, is it funny?Are you not afraid of leading bad students?

No, no, I don’t admit that I’m a negative type, hey! ! !

Just when I was struggling, he said again: "Before the welcome meeting for freshmen, I have three days to prepare a speech for you - memorize it carefully."

"... Cough, I may feel dizzy, swollen, vomit, and have diarrhea in two days. Can I apply for sick leave?" I coughed twice and continued: "You are from the student union, right? It's not easy to approve a sick leave for me... ..."

"Please come on stage with your illness."

"...I want human rights."

"I'm sorry," he continued to smile, "From the moment you set foot on this island, you have no rights."

"..." Brother, I miss you so much.

He reached out and stroked my head—a gesture I found he enjoyed, as much as I did.

...It turns out that it feels so strange to be touched on the head. I'd better not touch the heads of the little master and the little cat in the future.

"Don't worry," he picked up the fire with the branches in his hand to make them burn more vigorously, and then threw the branches into the fire, saying, "I will be by your side when the time comes."

When he said this, his expression was gentle, he couldn't see the playful look just now, and even his voice became soft, with... a very warm flavor.

...like his body temperature.

The author has something to say: Oh oh, it feels so good to lose Mr. Hexian's human rights to KO...

Having said that, why did I feel like I was writing a farming article when I was halfway through writing it... To be honest, I really want to write a farming article, but it’s a technical job, and I need to check the information when I write it-it’s very troublesome. ...

20. The young master...has a tendency to fall? ...

The author has something to say: ……………………………… Why do I think I’m a Mary Sue……………

Having said that, this article must be 1VS1.

You don't have to think about N.P.

I am only suitable for watching N·P, if I write it myself, I will want to die.

Tearful.

"Don't worry," he picked up the fire with the branches in his hand to make them burn more vigorously, and then threw the branches into the fire, saying, "I will be by your side when the time comes."

When he said this, his expression was gentle, he couldn't see the playful look just now, and even his voice became soft, with...a very warm smell...like his body temperature.

So I was a little dazed.

This guy, unexpectedly, is very good at soothing people's emotions.

I looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky, yawned, hugged my knees and closed my eyes to catch up on sleep—I had insomnia last night, and I had another day of driving today, and I was intimidated by Lord Long Snake, and my spirits were also very poor...ah Ah... I'm exhausted.

Probably due to the fact that someone was by my side today, he didn't suffer from insomnia, and fell asleep after a while.

I don't know if it's because I slept too deeply, but I actually had a dream.

A golden dream.

In my dream, I was small and short, standing in the endless sunflower field, the sky was like the purest blue painted by children in kindergarten, and the flowers were as golden as the gorgeous skirt of the goddess. I was excited Curiously walking around among the flowers... pushing aside the layers of flowers...

—and then met an angel.

I was woken up by a telephone pole pinching my cheek.

"Hey, wake up—it's morning." He pinched my face, and looked at me closely as if he didn't think it was enough—almost stuck to the tip of my nose.

... If it was a girl, she should have shrieked and shyly pushed away.

But in my opinion, it's really... an eyesore.

Really... he looks so handsome!Don't show it in front of me!Do you think you look more handsome when you look up close? !Well, I admit that you look a little bit more handsome when you look closely!But there's no need to remind me over and over again how far I am from you, bastard!

I was angry, wishing I could punch him - but he is a senior, and he is also the senior of the student union.

…………I will endure.

I recited 'Amitabha Buddha' silently in my mind, then slapped his paw that was still pinching my cheek, patted the dust on my clothes and got up-fortunately, I didn't find out that the next morning I woke up I slept next to him.

Otherwise I would have to sterilize my whole body.

... Having said that... Just now... It seems that I had a good dream.

I carefully recalled the content of the dream, but found that I couldn't remember it.

Ahh, really...

I splashed water to wash my face in a daze, and the cool stream water finally woke me up.

"Hmm!!" I stretched and started to exercise in the morning.

"...What are you doing?" The telephone pole sat on the rock next to me, watching me shouting "one two three four, two two three four," and my expression...however I looked at it, it seemed like I was holding back laugh.

"Of course it's morning exercises, don't you guys?" I continued to move forward with my right foot, crossed my hands upwards, and made a posture embracing the spring-stretching exercise.

"...Well...not before," the telegraph pole looked at me again, then covered his face and turned back, laughing and continued: "But I decided to have it in the future."

"... Huh?" What do you mean you decided to have it?

I decided to ignore this perversion and continue bouncing around and doing jumping exercises.

After a set of radio gymnastics, I felt much more comfortable. I was about to say something, but my left foot accidentally stepped on my right trouser leg... So I accidentally took the ORZ pose facing the electric pole.

………… I beat the ground again with a full face.

The electric pole also hit the ground, but his stomach hurt from laughing.

...too careless! ! !

"There is still the last day of today, at noon tomorrow, the field survival training is over."

"...tomorrow at noon..." I pinched my fingers and calculated, "There are still about thirty hours."

"Well, so..."

"and so