canine boyfriend

Seeing this profile picture, the man has a sense of seeing his classmates who are peeping at his little boyfriend.It seems that the opposite is also a high school student, who just happens to be in the third grade.After 12 years of studying hard in the cold window, I am going to finally fight for the title of the gold list.

"Hello, are you the president of the support club?" The man sent a WeChat message, unable to imagine how embarrassing the situation would be if the person opposite was really a student.

"It's me, hello, hello." It was the first time for a boy to send a WeChat message to his wife as an outsider. It was very strange, and he almost sent the word wife, but how should he be a fan who is a complete stranger?

He wouldn't, since the first day the two met, he had never been polite to him.At first, he was reluctant to call him by his name, and always called him hi hi hi.Until the Spring Festival one year, only he and the man were left in the family.

At that time, I was quite afraid of the dark, and I was also afraid that there would be no one in the big house. The man went to bed very early, so I dragged a big plush bear and wandered around his door, hoping that he would open the door so that I could see the light on his bedside table.

But the man really went to sleep seriously, ignored himself, and the feeling of being ignored was unbearable. The young man remembered that he called the man by his name that day, knocked on his room door, and ordered him Tone, let him sleep with the door open.

The man was in a heavy sleep at the time, and when he lay on the bed and looked at himself, he was not angry at all.He also beckoned, wanting to go in and sleep with him, the boy was so frightened that he didn't even want the big bear, and turned his head and ran away.He felt that this man was a bad person, he lied to his father, lived in his house openly, and even tricked himself into going to sleep.He is really shameless.

Thinking about it now, the young man regretted it too late. He knew that he should go to bed and sleep together that year. It wasn't that the man was shameless, but that he could not have this face for his wife.

"Hello, I'm your fan, I like to listen to your singing." So the boy communicated with the man according to the words of the vice president, "I had a bad life when I was a child, and your songs gave me great courage and confidence." Warm. I like your song "Holding Love" very much, and I often sing it."

The man hugged his new microphone and earphones, and the eye sockets that had just been warmed up became hot again.Thank you, these two words will lose their meaning at this moment, music is to him and to himself, it is a candlelight to watch the fire from the other side.And those candles were lit ten years ago.I have not been forgotten in time, but time has made me.

"Thank you." He still said thank you. The two mobile phones bridged the two people. He didn't know what the person on the other side was like, and the person on the other side didn't know his real self. "May I ask if you are still in school?"

For some reason, there is always an illusion of being surrounded by high school students.

"Of course not, I'm already working." The young man was still dazed while holding the phone. It's really difficult to pretend to be a stranger. It's awkward for two people who are too familiar to chat like this. "Why are you looking for me for something important? If I will do my best to help.”

"No, it's not about helping and trying our best." The man waited for a few seconds before telling the president of the support club what he really thought.After sending the last word, he clutched his phone tightly, not sure if he was doing the right thing or if his fans would think he was crazy.

But there was no reply for a long time.

So the man panicked, and sent a few more WeChat messages, telling the president why he did this.It took a few minutes for the opposite party to reply, with a simple sentence.

"Okay, no matter what you do, we will support you as always, please come on!"

After posting, the boy felt that his wife must be crazy.But he can no longer reply to the message, because there is a class.This is definitely a big deal, and you can't make up your own mind.

"Return your mobile phone!" He stuffed the mobile phone into the table at the same table, "Thank you brother, I will definitely pull you if there is any good thing in the future! By the way, don't delete the contact I added just now, it is very important. Very important!"

"The next class is the head teacher's class, why are you going?" the deskmate asked, obviously trying to stop him.

"I have something to do, please help me and the class teacher take a leave of absence, just say that my dad had another car accident!" The boy bumped into the shoulder of his deskmate, and ran down with his schoolbag. When he rushed out of the school gate, his cell phone had already dialed. The phone number of the vice president.

"Hello? I'm going to class soon, what's the matter?" the vice president said, the 13-year-old boy was going through a period of voice change, his voice was hoarse than the last time we met, and his speech seemed to be leaking.Especially bad.

"Something happened! Fucking big thing happened!" The young man beckoned to call a taxi. "I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Send me your address. I'll come over and find you. I'll skip two classes and come out to discuss it!"

The vice president coughed. "Skipping class? No, if you skip class, the teacher will find your parents, and my parents will know. Hurry up and say, the preparation bell has already rung."

"Just one class, even for your idol? I'll even send you a love letter!" The young man told the driver to stay still, "I'll get you an on-site ticket so that you can see him in the next round of competition." him, okay?"

"No." The vice president is young, but his will is very firm.

"Can I treat you to dinner, buy McDonald's, and then take you to the supermarket?" the teenager added.

"This..." The vice president hesitated, and when he hesitated, it would be revealed that he was actually a child.

"You can buy whatever you want, I'll pay for it!" The boy continued to increase his price.

"That's fine, wait for me to send you the address." The vice president agreed.After hanging up the phone, the address location was quickly sent, and the young man hurriedly told the driver to go to that location.

The location is very close to the McDonald's last time. It seems that the children's school and home live nearby.The boy got out of the car, first rushed into McDonald's and bought three Big Mac combos, and ordered a few extra Chicken McNuggets and pies, then went to find the vice president with a few big pockets.

The vice president was standing at the gate of his junior high school eating buns.

"Stop eating the buns, here!" The boy stuffed him with a big bag, trying to grab the buns in his hand.

The vice president hid, gobbled up the meat buns. "I asked for leave with the class teacher and said I was not feeling well, so I will go home and pretend to be sick, because my brother will definitely go home early to take care of me. Let's go to the supermarket and talk, and I will go home after I finish talking."

"Okay." The boy didn't know what to eat with those cold buns, "Why do you bring your own food when you go to school? Your family doesn't care about your meal expenses?"

The vice-chairman helped him carry a pocket, and said hoarsely, "Come on, my parents don't know that I'm saving money on meals. What's the big deal, that I have to skip class?"

Next to the school is a large chain supermarket. The teenager didn't say anything, but was organizing his language. He found a big cart at the entrance of the supermarket and put the full McDonald's in it first. "How much can you save on meal expenses? You will set up a support club in the future, and I will give you hard-earned money and red envelopes every month, okay?"

"No, I did it voluntarily for him. I don't need to rely on it to make money. If I have buns at home, I will take them with me. I can also earn money by doing homework for my classmates." The vice president helped push the trolley, "These... mine?"

He looks at the McDonald's in the car.

"It's for you, you work hard, and I will take care of the food." The young man has never been short of money. Seeing such a child with tight hands, he can't tell what he feels. Anyway, he feels uncomfortable, "You can eat whatever you want Take it, don't ask me. Let's talk slowly."

"I don't have anything to eat. I've already eaten steamed buns." The vice president pushed the cart, but took the boy on a familiar road, "Did something happen to him? Did someone in the program group bully him? We need help him?"

"It's true that the program group bullied him, but we can't help with this." The young man casually took snacks from the shelf and threw them into the car, "The manager behind the program group is an old bastard, and he... has a bit of a holiday with him. Now for Get him out and arrange for him to have a pk with another popular player, which is the next round."

The vice president stopped walking. "Wait, the employer you're talking about is not his ex-boyfriend?"

The boy was so frightened that he almost flipped the stroller over. This kid is so young, so fucking precocious. "I didn't say it. You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing. It won't affect him well if you say it."

"I'm just talking to you, and of course I won't talk to others. The support club is here to help him, not to hold him back." The vice president continued to push the cart, "It's just...is there any festival worth doing, for sure It’s emotional. And when I saw him, I thought he was the kind of person who would like the same sex, and he also attracted the likes of the same sex, and some boys in our class praised him for being good-looking.” After he finished speaking, he sighed to himself, sighing The boy wanted to beat him up, so he couldn't see children pretending to be mature.

Because I also came from that age, the rebellious period of growth is the second disease of middle school.

"Boys in your class praise him? Now you should study hard, study first, and study for the rise of China, you know?" The teenagers have a sense of urgency, and 13 and 14-year-old junior high school students know how to praise their wives. Terrible, "Originally our plan was to mobilize everyone who can mobilize, create topics according to the requirements of the program group, make charts, sign in, and post on Weibo, right, this is quite tiring..."

"Turn left in front." The vice president said something first, and then said, "Yes, it's quite tiring. Many fans are learning, but our current votes are too few."

"So he told me, stop, don't shoot." The boy said suddenly.

The trolley stopped, and the vice president was taken aback.

"He told me himself just now." The boy was standing in a big supermarket, surrounded by people coming and going, he didn't know where to go next, "he said, he already knew that he would be eliminated, and the next round of competition would be Prepare and deal with the last game. He also said that he doesn’t want to see everyone working so hard, especially knowing that he will lose but still persevering, so he decided that this game is just to sing, not to compete.”

The vice president hasn't reacted yet, thinking that his idol is crazy.

"Can't you slow it down? I couldn't slow it down when I first found out." The boy pushed the cart with his own hands, and turned left ahead, as if he had come to the cleaning supplies area. He didn't know what the child was doing here. There is a reason for the existence of traffic, and singers also have reasons for existence. I hope we don’t complain about anything, just listen to him sing. This is a pk match that will definitely lose. No matter how we chase it, the difference in the number of votes is in the millions , so stop."

The vice president slowly followed the shopping cart, slowly digesting this passage. "These words are only spoken by him, I believe."

"I just feel sorry for him." The young man continued to push the cart, "He still doesn't know that behind his official support club is a high school student, a junior high school student, I thought just now, if we invite professional people to come Will the situation get better by operating the support club? It’s not as bad as it is now. I still want to send him to the finals, but..."

"Stop!" The vice president yanked the cart, "It's right here."

here?The boy looked up and saw that the entire shelf was full of women's products. "You bought this again? How many people are in your family?"

"Keep it in stock, it will be used up sooner or later. These things are consumables, and they are quite expensive." The vice-chairman said in a voice that changed his voice, but he was very proficient in picking up sanitary napkins. Pick up this pack, pick up that pack, and compare Size and type, one more stay.

The boy watched him pick and choose, choose and throw, and finally filled the trolley and piled it up into a mountain, which is really impolite.

"Damn, you..." The young man was speechless, and the vice president was calm and composed. He began to feel embarrassed pushing the cart, "Push the cart, I'll walk beside you. What do you think of what I told you just now?"

"I think he's right." The vice president pushed the cart forward, stopped again, and took a box of laundry detergent for women's underwear, "Traffic stars have value, so this is a mistake by the program team. Putting these two together, no matter which side the fans are on, fans will not be happy. Now that he has made his decision, I will make an announcement tonight, telling everyone to do their best and stop chasing votes. If you have any questions, I will It is said that this is the decision of the working group of the support club, and I hope that everyone will not interfere with his work. We are his backing, and at critical moments, we must block the knife for him."

The boy took another shopping basket from the side and filled it with snacks. "That's the only way to go. I respect his choice, but this fucking program is really fucked up. I hope he can become a resurrected contestant..."

Just as he was talking, the cart stopped again.

"What's the matter?" The boy thought he was going to go back and continue to pick up those small bags.

"Can you take a look at the car for me, and I'll run back to get the last one." The vice president looked back and asked cautiously, "Can I go get a few more packs of brown sugar?"

"Is someone in your family confinement?" Although the young man didn't understand, he knew something was wrong just by looking at this posture. "Go, take whatever else you want to take with you."

The vice president nodded, and ran back swayingly. The young man was guarding a cart of sanitary napkins by himself, and was looked at by passers-by around him.

In the karaoke room, the contestants hadn't left, the instructor hadn't left, and no one had left early.The man has been carrying the pocket with his own hands, afraid that if he misses it for a second, the things inside will fly away.This decision was difficult, but once he made up his mind, he was not prepared to back down.

Since he is destined to be eliminated, he is not going to stay here.

The door on the front left opened again, and this time it was the manager who came in.After he came in, he went to talk to the little artist first, and then ran towards the man.Every time he took a step forward, the man felt that the microphone in his hand was vibrating and moving, it became alive, and he couldn't hold it at all.

it wants to fly.

"What's the matter?" The man asked with a sigh.

"Guess what, one good news and one bad news." The manager sat next to him and whispered, "The bad news is that you will definitely be eliminated in the next round. I hope you will be mentally prepared for this ending."

The man nodded calmly. "I am ready."

"The good news is..." the manager deliberately paused, "That song is yours now, let's sing it."

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Agent: Let me tell you the bad news first, it will make me look better!