My past life was a fan of all men

After taking a shower, Mo Lang put on short-sleeved polyester military training casual clothes, water blue short t-shirts, dark brown shorts and a pair of white sneakers. He looked energetic and handsome. The most charming thing was his pair of The captivating peach blossom eyes seem to be firing at you all the time, but they always move his perspective lightly, which is unpredictable and unbearable.

Sun Ran and Zheng Dan dared to wear exactly the same water blue shorts and dark black linen shorts, and the three of them went to the dining hall of the military academy to eat together.

In the evening, the golden sky is setting, and the sky is gradually dyed red, like a girl painted with rouge. The eyebrows are red in the distant mountains, the gurgling water flows into a slender waist, and the flowers are blurred and smashed into people's eyes. It is the time of deep affection.

The three of them have clean short hair brushed back. Except for Zheng Dan's appearance and figure, which can't be elegant, and can't go out of the small living room at home, the other two are handsome guys with first-class first-class max. .

The three of them walked into the dining room with windbreakers on their legs, attracting countless pairs of "smelly men" who looked at the dining room wearing flip-flops, hung up their legs, gorged themselves, covered in sweat, and were slovenly. Looking at them, if you suddenly see the bright and bright moonlight hanging high in the night sky in the confusion of the night, rare things always make people's eyes shine, and they can't move their eyes.

"Mo Lang." Zheng Dan dared to pause, blushed and lowered his head in shame, and whispered, "Did you notice that many people are staring at us?"

Mo Lang sideways glanced at the surrounding lightly, and saw a row of men and women blushing and lowering their heads, the formation was like a strong wind blowing through the golden rice fields, and the rice ears swayed to the side along with the branches It fell, and the golden waves rolled away into the distance.

I saw a familiar face staring at him with glowing eyes, and he didn't bow his head like the others.

"Hey, isn't that Murong Zhenghua?" Zheng Dan dared to continue.

"Don't look." Mo Lang said indifferently, with no expression on his face.

In his previous life, before Mo Lang became the first national teacher of "Liang Country", he was still a little Taoist priest studying art in Maoshan. Once he was ordered by his master to go down the mountain to do good and eliminate evil, and accumulate blessings. The hair is tied up like a Taoist priest, and the skin is immature. Although the facial features are not fully developed, it can be seen that when he is an adult, he is a heroic, handsome, and extraordinary person.

That day was somewhat similar to today, he came down the mountain for the first time, and all he saw in the past ten years were his masters, or uncles, brothers and sisters, everyone was devoted to the Tao, and they had long been far away from the emotions of the secular world. , let alone care about the appearance of a fellow apprentice brother.

When he trekked through mountains and rivers, walked through numerous checkpoints, walked across thousands of bridges, and passed the long pavilion with green grass outside the ten-mile city, he came to "Liangcheng", which is the capital of "Liangguo". Gather together, outstanding people.

The little Taoist went down the mountain like a grandson and the monkey flew to the sky for the first time, and everything he saw was novel.

There are not many pockets to carry around, but it is enough to buy a bunch of candied haws by yourself. Mo Lang, who has never seen the world, holds the candied haws in his hand and his eyes are shining.

He reached out to buy the Monkey King Sugar Man whose one leg was folded on the inner side of his left knee, the palm of his right hand was slightly bent to touch his thick eyebrows, and his golden eyes were shining thousands of miles away. He reached out to pick it up. In an instant, the other hand just landed on the back of his hand, and the palm was as warm as jade.

Mo Lang raised the corner of his eyes and looked sideways, only to see a handsome young man in Yushu Linfeng, dressed in brocade clothes, with golden crown and hair, looking at him with clear eyes and unmarked eyes.

"I saw this first." He spoke in a tone of possessiveness unique to the children of dignitaries.

"No, I saw it first." Mo Lang frowned lightly, and nodded lightly.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and Mo Tan's eyes, which were originally clear and clear, suddenly had a sharp dark light. Mo Lang froze for a moment, but the sugar figurine in his hand was pulled away vigorously by the young man. Even now, I still can't forget the frightening dark light in the boy's eyes.

The passers-by around him are also staring at him without blinking their eyes like the people now. Before the dispute, he was just a silent mountain Taoist who was not noticed by others, but now he is deeply loved by thousands of boys and girls. watching.

The miscellaneous words from those people's mouths came from the ears.

"Why is this little Taoist priest so handsome and unrestrained?"

"You are so handsome, how can you bear to leave this mortal world behind, how can you be as calm as water and focus on the Tao."

Beside her, a woman with a fat body and burning eyes spoke a little loudly, rushing into Mo Lang's ear, "Such a tender and delicious little Taoist priest, if he comes to my 'Wangqing Building', he will be a peerless male leader!"

The young man looked at Mo Lang's face carefully with his eyes fixed, his face was like a crown of jade, and his sword-browed starry eyes added a bit of fairy air that was out of the mundane world.

"Hey, little Taoist priest." The young man pulled the corners of his mouth deep, his eyes shone brightly, and said with a flattering smile, "Do you want to come into my mansion and become my tenth male favourite?!"

"Master, you're here again..." The servant standing aside rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said: "There are still nine unopened male pets in the mansion!"

The young man frowned, and stared at the servant beside him with black lines all over his face, "It's all because Ama didn't let me go to consummate the house. Ama is really old-fashioned. What's wrong with liking men? Look at the blue-loved men everywhere on the market street. Kuihua Restaurant."

Servant: "..." Didn't the master hope that you, the single heir of nine generations, can be the successor of the single family!

Mo Lang's clear and bright eyes rolled: "..."

The memories in Mo Lang's mind are like thousands of butterflies swarming in, and the memories are getting stronger. He suddenly burst out laughing in the dining hall. The scene of meeting the boy for the first time is still deep in his memory.

He stood still and was in a daze for a long time. He didn't know how many lives the boy had been reincarnated after thousands of years?Where are you now?

Standing aside, Sun Ran watched the master's eyes shine, as if he was thinking about something, he stretched out his slender and fair right hand, and shook it in front of Mo Lang, "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? "

Mo Lang Shui Ling blinked his eyes, came back to his senses, with a sour nose, and said with a rippling voice: "It's nothing, the master just remembered the old man."

"Okay!" Zheng Dan dared to salivate and swallowed, stretched out his hand clockwise back and forth to touch his belly and said with a smile on his face, "Now is not the time to remember, but the time to eat!"

He took Mo Lang and Sun Ran with both hands and trotted to the window where the meals were distributed in the dining hall. The spring breeze was so strong, the smiling face suddenly elongated and stiffened, the cold sweat was on the forehead, and thousands of mud horses galloped past in his heart. , "I'm going! Is this rice and vegetarian food for people to eat?!"

"When you come to the military academy, you think you have a choice at home. You can eat whatever you want." Sun Ran raised his eyebrows lightly, and glanced at Zheng Dangan out of the corner of his eye.

"Unhappy..." Zheng Dan dared to pouted his mouth slightly, like a little kid who couldn't eat candy, crying that his parents wanted to buy a bigger one, and was making a fuss.

Mo Lang reached out and patted Zheng Dangan's generous shoulder, "It's okay, we shouldn't be picky eaters. Eating more vegetables will also help the gastrointestinal tract to move and digest."

Although I myself often choose to eat braised pork with delicious gravy... oh my god, when I mention braised pork, I think of Uncle Liu. I have eaten braised pork from so many places, and Uncle Liu made it the most suitable for Molang. ,Awesome!

Zheng Dan dared to keep a dark face for 100 years while eating boiled cabbage and making complaints, "No one in my family eats such scumbag food. Is this for people to eat? It is said that it is a warrior military academy in city A. It is worse than robbers. The robber can at least have a roasted whole lamb..."

After hastily eating a dry, colorless and tasteless meal, Mo Lang and the others came to the classroom together. At this moment, the sun had already set in the west, and the sky was dotted with a few stars. Most of the students in the classroom had already arrived, and Mo Lang walked along Go to the last seat in the last row in the aisle left by the table.

Sun Ran and Zheng Dan dared to go to their respective seats according to their previous seat numbers at school.

"Mo Lang, are you hungry?" Chen Xiaodie turned around, took out a chicken bun wrapped in a green plastic tape from the table, and handed it to Mo Lang, "I knew you boys would not be enough to eat in the hall." I’m full, I brought it from home specially for you.”

Mo Lang raised his head slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't know what to say, but he always felt weird, as if the channel of flowing water was blocked by a pile of sand, and it was blocked in a panic.

He hastily reached out his hand to decline, pursed his lips and said lightly: "No need, I'm full, you can eat this bun by yourself, you must not be full either."

Chen Xiaodie smiled and bent her moon-bright eyes, "I'm a girl, and I eat very little, but you, you should eat more, or you'll be so hungry that you won't be able to sleep at night."

Mo Lang sensed that something was wrong, and always felt that Chen Xiaodie seemed to care too much for him, beyond the boundaries of ordinary friendship, "I really don't need..." He stretched out his slender fingertips, but unexpectedly it landed on Chen Xiaodie. On the little finger of Die's left hand.

Before finishing speaking, I saw Chen Xiaodie shyly lowered her head and turned back with a blushing face. Her blushing cheeks were like camellias scratching a beauty's face. A few points of the moonlight have been broken, and this feeling is slightly rippling like water.

Mo Lang frowned, and wanted to explain clearly, but now why does he feel that he is a quagmire for others, and it is too late to get out, but he sinks deeper and deeper.

"Ring, ring, ring..." Wanxiu's bell rang.

Tan Cheng walked into the classroom of late study with the book "Military Ideological Code of Conduct" by Da Tuo.When the students in the class saw the instructor walking in with the wind on their legs, they fell silent for a moment, and could hear a needle drop.

After distributing the books, Tan Cheng turned on the multimedia and projected on the screen a movie called "Advancement and Retreat Are Patriotic" about military obedience to orders and arrangements.

He opened his hands and pressed the table on the podium, leaned forward slightly, and said in a deep and deep voice:

"Tonight is the first night for the students to come to the military academy for military training. Let's watch a movie first. Instead of talking about the textbook knowledge that chews like wax, we can experience the practical deeds of a hero serving the country from the movie, and learn from it that the hero loves the country. The great sentiment of loving the family and loving the people.”

Tan Cheng swallowed his saliva, and continued: "The day after tomorrow, everyone can write a review and submit it to me."

"I'm going! Isn't this just making yourself guilty? You have to write an essay when you come to the military academy..." Xingchen finally couldn't help complaining.

According to his voice, Tan Cheng looked at Xingchen sitting in front, "Well, this classmate is right, he wants to write essays. But writing essays should not be difficult for you, you are the top class of A Cheng No. [-] Middle School Students here!"

Xing Chen glanced at Tan Cheng from the corner of his eyes, and murmured, "It's not difficult, it doesn't mean I like it..."

The movie kicked off with a sound of artillery bombardment...

Some students under the podium rested their elbows on the table and propped their chins, staring blankly at the screen in a daze.

Some students are not interested in fighting war movies at all. They only need to know who the protagonist of the movie is and whether he died in the end. After the war, the fire ignited again...

Of course, there are also students like Chen Xiaodie, who are staring at the screen with their eyes shining brightly. Whenever she is sad or melancholy, she will inadvertently look back and ask if Mo Lang has the same feelings as her. idea.

Mo Lang didn't watch it as carefully as Chen Xiaodie, he probably knew the direction of the plot, from time to time he looked at the chicken buns left on the corner of the table in a daze.Was it because she was wrong to be affectionate or Chen Xiaodie had really confessed to herself openly...

Tan Cheng walked past Mo Lang, stretched out his slender white hands and folded them into buttons, and tapped on Mo Lang's desktop, "What's wrong? Watch the video and concentrate."

Mo Lang's eyes that had fallen on the chicken buns rushed back to their sockets, and he raised his eyes to look at Tan Cheng with the afterglow shining from the corners of his eyes.

Tan Cheng and Mo Lang looked at each other, and it was inevitable that others would notice their identities with Xiao Lang, so they turned a corner and walked towards the back door of the classroom with big strides. There are layers of hoarfrost on the lotus green leaves.

Taking advantage of the gap between watching movies, Mo Lang bent down and quietly walked out from the back door of the classroom, and came to the corner of the corridor outside the classroom. At this moment, Tan Cheng happened to be standing on the edge of the corridor railing, blowing the wind, and the evening wind blew him clean. With neat short hair and fair face, there is a slight blue tenderness in the moonlight.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Tan Cheng looked back, Mo Tan's eyes full of stars were shining brightly, and his tone was gentle, "Why did you come out?"

"I have something to ask you." Mo Lang walked closer and stood shoulder to shoulder with Tan Cheng by the railing.

"Want to know what?"

"Aren't you an inspector? Why did you come to the Warrior Academy as an instructor?!"

After Tan Cheng heard this, Feng Qingyun pursed his lips thinly and smiled, "I originally graduated from the Warrior Academy. Although I haven't been back to the military academy for five years, it doesn't mean that I can't come here to be an instructor."

He glanced at his eyebrows that slanted into his temples, "Why do you think I'm not qualified to teach you?"

Mo Lang shrugged and smiled lightly, "I didn't mean that, but I didn't know you graduated from here before."

"It's been many years..." Tan Cheng wrote Yu choked up, and said with rippling words: "It's been five years, it seems, it's been five years."

Seeing Tan Cheng's warm eyes, Mo Lang may have touched the softness of his heart, he didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject, "By the way, you came to see me last night, why did you leave in a hurry, and I ate it all by myself?" The whole roast chicken is a bit greasy."

The corners of Tan Cheng's lips curled up to a certain extent, and he smiled and said with his eyes bent: "It's nothing, let you eat alone, wouldn't it be cheaper for you!"

For some reason, I always feel that there is a story in Tan Cheng's heart that he doesn't want to mention. No matter how deeply it is buried, the corners of his eyes are still burning red. Presumably, the tenderness in his heart has been ruthlessly hurt.

The two of them stood under the moonlight, blowing the wind and looking at the stars. Time seemed to have stopped for the two of them. Tan Cheng lowered his head and looked sideways at Mo Lang. The four eyes met, there was lightning, but the flint hadn't been ignited yet...

Mo Lang flashed a bright light in Shentan's eyes, and reached out to pat Tan Cheng's shoulder, "By the way, do you know Jiu Zhan? Why do you two look at each other when you meet, like enemies."

Tan Cheng: "..."

Tan Cheng waved his hand: "No, I don't know him."

Mo Lang: "..."

Is it true or false?Do you want to look at your heart with the eyes of heaven, do you really not know it? !