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There was a trace of anxiety and tension in Wan Hetong's eyes, and he reprimanded in a very bad tone: "What are you doing here alone? Do you know that I am looking for you everywhere?"

Xia Houyuan stared blankly at Wan Hetong, seeing him anxiously reprimanding himself, but for no reason, his heart felt warm, and the tears that had finally stopped burst out of his eyes again.

Xia Houyuan burst into tears in front of Wan Hetong without any image.

On the contrary, it was Wan Hetong who was frightened by Xia Houyuan all of a sudden, and was so frightened that he was at a loss as to what to do.

All the anger on his face dissipated, replaced by embarrassment and tension.

"Xia Houyuan...you, what's wrong with you?" Wan Hetong wanted to hug him, but he was embarrassed and anxious, "Stop crying, I..."

Xia Houyuan cried for a long time before slowly stopping.

Wan Hetong finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally you stopped crying."

Xia Houyuan choked up twice, raised his wrist to wipe his eyes, regained his composure, and said, "I'm sorry."

Wan Hetong bit his lips tightly, stared at Xia Houyuan for a long time, and said, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

Sitting in the restaurant, I feel a little warmer.

After the food was served, Xia Houyuan almost gobbled it up, and his movements were unprecedentedly rough.

Wan Hetong looked at this scene in shock, holding the bowl in his hand, but was stunned for a long time.

There are many people in the restaurant, coming and going.

Wan Hetong said in a low voice: "Don't worry, eat slowly, it's enough to eat, just keep full."

It was only after Xia Houyuan heard the words that he realized how bad he was now, he froze for a moment, nodded, and slowed down.

"You really scared me just now." Seeing that Xia Houyuan had returned to normal, Wan Hetong breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You don't know, the way you cry is really scary, bullying you with me Everyone passing by around there stared at me."

Xia Houyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this.

"Hey, you're still laughing, it's all your fault!" Wan Hetong said, "It's a shame that I stayed there and listened to you cry for half an hour. I have no conscience."

Xia Houyuan put away the smile on his face, sniffed, and after a while, he said, "Thank you, Wan Hetong."

"Tsk, that's enough!" Wan Hetong shook his head, he probably wanted to do that kind of hair-flicking gesture, but unfortunately he has no hair and looks a bit silly, "A good person like brother always does good deeds, You don't have to thank me."

Xia Houyuan swallowed his throat, silently watching Wan and Tong.

Being stared at by Xia Houyuan, Wan Hetong patted the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "Xia Houyuan, why are you staring at me like that?"

Xia Houyuan took a deep breath and said, "Wan Hetong, if... I mean, if, if I don't pay you back the 2000 yuan now, will you blame me?"

When Wan Hetong heard this, his nervous brows relaxed instantly, "I thought you were talking about something, it scared me to death, you can pay back the 2000 yuan as much as you want."

Wan Hetong treated the 2000 yuan as casually as if he treated a postcard or a bento.Such a generous gesture made Xia Houyuan feel a little uncomfortable.

"I will pay it back." Xia Houyuan said seriously.

After dinner, the two walked home slowly.

The December night was so cold that one shivered.

There was no moonlight in the dark night, and it was a blur.

"Xia Houyuan, to be honest, which school do you want to go to in the future?" Wan Hetong asked aloud.

Xia Houyuan held his schoolbag strap with one hand, put the other in his pocket, and breathed frost.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "With the current grades, I can only go to P University."

Can only go to P University...

Wan Hetong thought that if other students in the class heard this sentence, they might scold Xia Houyuan for not being satisfied. P University is already regarded as a first-class top university in China, even if it is their school, there are only about ten students who can be admitted in one class.

"So you admitted in a disguised form. Are your current grades really concealed on purpose?" Wan Hetong said, grasping the loopholes in Xia Houyuan's words.

Xia Houyuan smiled lightly, and said, "I'm hated enough already, I don't want to be hated even more."

Wan Hetong understood what Xia Houyuan was saying.

Xia Houyuan, who is often cited by the teacher as an example of "you can have a beautiful life without the college entrance examination", is indeed the most unpopular student in the class in a sense.

No one likes someone on the other side.Although there is competition with those on the united front, at least they are fighting the same battle and facing the same pressure.

Wan Hetong nodded and said, "You are very smart."

"But, if you don't take the art test, won't others suspect it?" Wan Hetong asked curiously.

Xia Houyuan said with a sullen face, "It's okay to doubt, no one will ask me."

In the class, there is no one who is as transparent as air than him.

However, neither Xia Houyuan nor Wan Hetong thought that there was another type of people who were interested in this matter.

--reporter.

The next morning, Xia Houyuan and Wan Hetong walked to the school in full clothes. When they arrived at the school gate, they saw a few reporters whose faces were flushed from the cold. They were driven out of the yellow line by the security guards and looked around.

Xia Houyuan had just thumped in his heart when a sharp-eyed reporter spotted him, ran over quickly, pointed the microphone at his mouth, and said, "Xia Houyuan, hello, I am a reporter from "Huadu Entertainment News". Can I ask..."

Xia Houyuan raised his hand to cover his face, preventing the camera from capturing him.

"Sorry, I'm not doing interviews right now," he said.

His voice is very clean and clear, like the snow falling on the eaves in the early morning.

But the reporter did not give up. She stared at Xia Houyuan intently and said, "Which school are you going to apply for? Beijing Film Academy or the Central Academy of Drama?"

Xia Houyuan lowered his head silently and said, "Sorry, I have to go to class."

He tried to bypass the reporters and enter the school, but the reporters were all experienced, so how could he easily escape.

Xia Houyuan was stopped.

Wan Hetong, who had been by Xia Houyuan's side all the time, frowned, stretched out his arms to block Xia Houyuan's body, and kept the reporters from approaching. His eyes were fierce, and the reporters couldn't help but step back.

"Didn't you hear him say he won't accept interviews?" Wan Hetong said with a frown.

The reporter's face was embarrassing.

Wan Hetong escorted Xia Houyuan through the reporters and walked into the school.

After entering the school, Xia Houyuan breathed a sigh of relief.He wanted to look back with lingering fear, but he was worried that they were holding up the camera to take pictures of him, so he restrained himself from turning his head.

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