is crazy

That classmate was Fang Zijin, with a very elegant name, but a sturdy body, and a very loud voice. He didn't realize at all that he shouldn't peep into other people's privacy, and even thought that he was whispering without self-awareness.

"Baby, I can't sleep, please coax me, I want to hear you sing."

The whole studio froze for a moment, and then began to discuss in twos and threes, the meaning of gossip was very obvious.

"Fuck, is it so nasty?"

"That aloof little brother also has a partner? Will you let him live?"

"My God, calling him 'Baby' is so gross..." A cute girl named Chen Congyi covered her eyes, as if she couldn't accept such a level of dialogue.

The scene in front of him was obviously beyond the controllable range.

"Hey, Jiang Cun, can we take a look at your phone?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cun poked out half of his head from the window of the washbasin, and let out a "hmm".

The environment in the new studio is very good. After everyone knew that Jiang Cun had face blindness, his attitude towards him was still the same. Although Jiang Cun still couldn't tell who was who, the relationship with his classmates was very harmonious, and everyone understood each other. ,Get on well.

Sometimes luck is really hard to say. After transferring to No. [-] Middle School, even meeting two studios was so good. Jiang Cun felt a little sour in his heart. He felt that he was lucky enough to be understood and not maliciously slandered.

The students were fascinated by the unity, and they would steal still life even with the flag of "can't get into the Academy of Fine Arts". .

He didn't know why he was suddenly favored by Quan Studio, so when everyone needed his help, he would agree.

The paint on the palette couldn't be washed clean for a long time, Jiang Cun frowned at the fingers that had been washed unconscious, and didn't quite hear what the man said.

However, there are no secrets in his mobile phone. The photo album, notepad and WeChat are all set up with fingerprint locks, so he is reluctant to let others see his brother Lian.

What's more shameful is that if there are one hundred photos in Jiang Cun's album, fifty of them are Lin Lian's selfies, and the remaining fifty are photos of the two of them together.

Both of them are good at taking pictures, they are already handsome, and the two in the photo album are even more beautiful. Lin Lian shamelessly set his own photo as Jiang Cun's phone screen and chat background, The nickname is "Let you feel the super invincible crackling handsomeness of Brother Lian as soon as you turn on the phone".

Jiang Cun didn't think much about it at the time, but now it has become a source of excitement for the entire studio.

Fang Zijin almost didn't spit out: "Fuck! Who the hell is this? So handsome?"

"Sisters give way, I want this guy!" A little girl screamed, "I'm so handsome! Jiang Cun is gay, right?"

"This is too pretty, isn't this a handsome guy that exists in real life!"

It's no wonder they have such a high opinion of Lin Lian. He has a good foundation and the angle of the light he found is also good. At first glance, he really looks like a freshman in the entertainment industry.

A group of people took advantage of the absence of the teacher, teasing each other around his mobile phone with great interest, and even read the content of the text message aloud like a star with exaggerated acting skills.

"Cun, I miss you a little bit, please come back soon."

"Jiang Cun, do you say that liking you is like playing a game, you will be addicted to it."

"It's so cold, is there heating in the studio? I want to hug you."

"Jiang Cun, you two hundred and five, when will you come back?"

Every time I read a sentence, there will be a wave of wild laughter, so that no one even knows when the teacher joined the discussion with relish. The consequence of being lazy is to be fined to draw an extra hour of sketching.

Fang Zijin moved the bucket and drawing board and sat next to Jiang Cun, poked Jiang Cun's back with his elbow, but lowered his voice this time: "Jiang Cun, who is the screen saver on your mobile phone? Who sent you the message?" The text message is so fucking disgusting, I get goosebumps when I read it."

"Short message?"

Jiang Cun was at a loss, he had no idea that someone had sent him a text message, and cleverly avoided another topic.

"Take out your mobile phone and check it yourself. It will be sent on the day the training camp starts, three messages a day, rain or shine."

In fact, you can guess the message from Lin Lian with your hair, but these days the boyfriend's behavior on WeChat is really uncharacteristic. Not only did he not clamor to have sex with him, but he just talked to each other in a serious manner An, Jiang Cun didn't realize it, and forgot Lin Lian's true style.

"Three messages a day" is naturally an exaggerated number, a dozen messages a day is not bad, Lin doesn't seem to care about the phone bill at all.

It is estimated that he took out his mobile phone every time after class and quietly sent a message.

He originally thought that he could bring some comfort to his boyfriend who was far away, but he didn't expect to be ruthlessly blocked on the first day the text message was read.

Jiang Cun also replied obediently.

"Hello, although I don't know who you are, I already have a partner."

"I blocked you, no need to send text messages, thank you."

Lin Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this message, and he didn't know what expression to make while holding the phone.

I got blackmailed by my boyfriend...

Then the WeChat message notification flashed.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: Brother Lian, I met someone who texts me every day.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: I blocked him.

However, there is some sweetness in my heart.

If he does that, it's proof that he likes me, right?

In the past, he was only convinced that "Lin Lian likes Jiang Cun" was a true proposition, but now he can proudly prove that "Jiang Cun likes Lin Lian" is also a true proposition at a fair price.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the training camp and tutoring are all on vacation, but Jiang Cun forgot to buy a return ticket. He could have come back for the New Year, but now he has to stay in the main city.

He is a person who has plans and arrangements. In theory, things like bus tickets will not be forgotten. However, the intensive training day after day made him so tired that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Brother Lian... I'm sorry..." I don't know if it's because through the phone, Jiang Cun's voice seemed particularly aggrieved, as if it was accompanied by a thin electric current, which tickled people's hearts, "I can't come back for the New Year."

"It's okay, I'll be with you."

"But I really, miss you, and want to stay with you," he stood outside the window sill alone, looking at the red light in the distant sky, which gradually extended behind him and became not so pure. Black, a little sad in my heart, "You know, the sky in a big city is never dark."

"When I was a child, I couldn't sleep at night, looking out of the window, the farthest place, all kinds of lights were shining,

"The light from those high-rise buildings is so ugly that you can't tell whether it's sunset or midnight.

"At that time, I thought, if only I could go to a place that is dark enough to live in peace,

"Say something hypocritical, Brother Lian, I have the courage to face the night alone when you are by my side."

Lin Lian didn't know why he said these words, but just listened carefully, "hmm" from time to time.Maybe Jiang Cun just fell in love with the scene, maybe he just didn't meet him and wanted to talk more, but no matter what, as long as he was willing to talk and express his emotions, Lin Lian was willing to listen carefully.

"Someone inserted a pen into an electric fan that day, and it broke the fan. Everyone was laughing,

"I almost cut my hand when sharpening a pencil, and then I discovered that there is an electric pencil sharpener,

"We went to BBQ and they were still punching and I was so full..."

It is estimated that Jiang Cun has lost a lot of shyness obviously because he does not need to face to face over the phone. I bought several fruits from the studio...

Jiang Cun needs more courage to face many things that seem easy and ordinary in the eyes of others. He wants to make more changes for Lin Lian, try to remember the characteristics of others, and face his own fears all the time. social.

After talking on the phone for a long time, more than an hour, when he was about to hang up, he realized how much he had talked, and smiled embarrassedly; Lin Lian also raised the corners of his mouth when he heard the voice from the phone: "Baby ,Are you free right now?"

"what happened?"

"You send me a location now."

"Okay." Jiang Cun fiddled with the phone and successfully sent out the location.

"After half an hour, come to the gate of your community to meet your Brother Lian."

Jiang Cun was stunned for a moment, so surprised that he didn't know how to respond, he foolishly said goodbye to Lin Lian before he realized what he meant by that sentence.

Lin Lian, have you come to the main city?

Come and celebrate the New Year with me?

His heart was beating suddenly, and no words could describe his current mood.

Is it... touched?

And Lin Lian was sitting in Wen's car, chatting with Wen Mingche's mother.

It was difficult to buy any tickets during this time period, and the Spring Festival travel army had already made preparations. If the Wen family hadn't rushed to the main city to do something, Lin Lian would have to separate from her boyfriend.

Wen Mingche's mother's name is Xiao Hong, and his father's name is Wen Yingguo. They chatted with Lin Lian in the car, and the atmosphere was very pleasant. But before the car left the county, Lin Lian received a call from Jiang Cun. , chatted happily along the way, and it took an hour to pick up, and they deeply doubted whether the child had a puppy love.

After all, the "other people's child" in Wen Mingche's life was Lin Lian. They couldn't understand what Wen's parents were thinking. After going to high school, he always liked to make troubles in school, but once Wen Mingche was caught in the braid, the first thing Xiao Hong said was-"Do you think Lin Lian would do this?"

Yes, not only yes, but also more than me.

But Wen Mingche dared not speak out, and had to help Brother Lian to cover up, so that his parents would not find out what Lin Lian had done.

Sometimes he also suspects that Lin Lian is his own, why is there such a big difference in treatment?

Under the care of the little guard, Lin Lian's image in the hearts of the Wen family was that of a three-good student and five-good youth. Now they found it a bit tricky, and couldn't help but start asking.

"Lin Lian, who are you calling?" Just now Xiao Hong pretended to be watching a TV series, but he listened carefully, and now he had the nerve to speak after the phone call.

Housekeeping doesn't mean much, it's more like gossip.

Although Wen Yingguo was also very curious about who Lin Lian had been chatting with for so long, on the surface he still wanted to make sense of it, set a good example in front of his children, and set up a mature and stable image of his father: "The privacy of my children, what do you ask?"

"Oh, I'm not curious, Xiao Lian, can you tell Auntie?"

Lin Lian touched his neck in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "I didn't go to school with anyone. I will have to trouble my uncle to take me to his house later. I'll be staying at his place at night."

If you ask any more questions, you will be in an embarrassing situation. Both sides didn't speak. It wasn't until Lin Lian got out of the car that Xiao Hong turned his head from the co-pilot with a serious expression, acting like a 16-year-old girl.

She stared at Wen Mingche and said, "Mingche, tell mom seriously, is Lin Lian in a relationship?"