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Lin Lian started to learn Taekwondo when he was eight years old. At that time, his parents just went out to work. They were afraid that it would be unsafe for him to be alone at home. His grandparents couldn’t take care of him in the countryside. They lived with his uncle’s family and had no extra energy to take care of him. , So I sent him to a hobby class and signed up for Taekwondo.

Boys, I always liked these fights when I was young, as long as they look handsome.

It's just that Lin Lian didn't expect that he would be haunted by a little troublesome ghost on the first day he entered.

He didn't realize that He Youxuan was a girl at first, and the two brothers established a revolutionary friendship for a short period of time. When the friendship ended, He Youxuan kissed him and told him: "I want to be with you." You get married."

Lin Lian couldn't remember her reaction at the time, but she backed away but was pushed into a corner by her. There were not many kids in the gym who didn't like sensationalism, and every time they saw the two of them, they would make ambiguous booing. During the competition, everyone's noses and faces were swollen, and the first Taekwondo career ended.

Later, He Xunxu was like a curse. Lin Lian changed to another interest class, so she followed Lin Lian to the new gymnasium, and then she was booed again, and Lin Lian beat the children until their noses and faces were swollen.

Lin Lian changed countless taekwondo classes, but in the end he gave up. In the year when he became clear about his sexual orientation, he told He Youxu seriously: "I like men, you have no chance."

He Xunxu wasn't sad, he was still smiling, and he didn't seem to care at all: "It's okay, I can wait until you like a girl."

It's just that in the third year of junior high school, I heard that she was sent to study abroad, and she has never bothered Lin Lian since then.

Now that I meet his brother again, the world is really small.

The rich second generation is in class 17, and their average grades are ranked first in the last class of the grade. The students in it pay tens of thousands of school selection fees.Sometimes Lin Lian would think, with so much money for a high school diploma, what can I learn?

As a general class, the grades are even worse than the art class, which is a great spectacle.

However, He Jingran's grades were not bad. On the first day of school, he sent the school bully who tried to blackmail him to the hospital. He passed the grade [-] in the last exam during the make-up time.

Lin Lian suddenly felt that this person was quite interesting.

Every night when he comes back to the dormitory, he will practice musical instruments, sometimes the harmonica, sometimes the erhu. There are more folk music, and the practice is not repeated every day. It is estimated that if there are so many hands, he can complete the symphony by himself.

The two have different personalities and don't communicate much. Handsome Lin doesn't have time to talk to others. He is busy hugging Jiang Cun on WeChat and enjoying life.

The last exam was considered as the start of the semester, and he passed the No.10 exam.

No more, no less, as long as I can do business for my boyfriend, that's fine.

"Am I good?" Lin Lian put the report card close to the camera, and looked proudly at Jiang Cun, "The tenth grade, did you see it!"

"Excellent, brother Lian is number one in the world."

"Brother Lian is so tired from studying and wants to be rewarded. How about little brother..."

"You speak human language?"

"When will you come back?"

"Tomorrow, a friend from the studio will come back with me."

Lin Lian's tone was sour: "Baby, you are also amazing. I found a new friend when Brother Lian was away."

"It seems that he made an appointment with a netizen to meet, and he just came back along the way."

"Who the hell is meeting with netizens here? Are you not afraid of being trafficked?"

Lin Lian was unhappy, and finally ran to the train station to pick up Jiang Cun. When he saw Fang Zijin, who was carrying a suitcase and a strong figure behind him, he rushed up and hugged his boyfriend tightly, wishing to stick to him. on him.

It was supposed to be a warm and harmonious scene, but Jiang Cun's toolbox was not buttoned properly. After such a bump, all the knives, pens and pens in it fell out. He picked up the pen with great distress, and was caught by the staff and asked about the knife. Regarding related matters, Lin Lian stood aside with an embarrassed smile, pretending that nothing happened.

"Brother Lian, you paid me for the pencils. Several of them broke. They were just sharpened."

"I'm sorry baby, I'll cut a box for you later."

"Forget it, I'm afraid you will lose a finger by then."

He took Jiang Cun's suitcase in a doggy manner, and looked at Fang Zijin with an unfriendly expression. As soon as he said "Hello", this buddy started yelling.

"Jiang Cun, is this your boyfriend?"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Lin Lian was quite happy——Jiang Cun mentioned me in front of others!I, Lin Lian, Jiang Cun's genuine boyfriend, no one can shake your brother Lian's position.

"It doesn't look as good as it looks in the photo, huh?"

I ppp, p your brother-in-law?You brother Lian is so handsome, which eye of yours has seen it?

"Jiang Cun gave it to me, what's wrong?"

"Brother Lian, you are really naive." Jiang Cun couldn't hold back, and laughed.

"Honey, I want to strangle him right now."

Fang Zijin waved his hand indifferently, showing a simple and honest smile, his small eyes were squeezed into a slit: "Don't be like this, be civilized! It's the first time we meet!"

What Lin held back was not what he said, but his honest and honest face and that simple and honest tone. He always felt that when he said this, it seemed to be stating the facts.

"Brother Lian, let's go, I want to eat barbecue. Are you coming together, Fang Zijin?"

"Forget it, I'll follow you again, your boyfriend must not hang me up and beat me."

Lin Lian's face darkened even more: "Walk slowly."

The barbecue stall is located on the delicious street, a long street full of snacks, and there are quite a few people coming and going. Lin Lian searched for several shops before seeing any vacancies. After choosing the dishes I ordered two more bottles of beer and clinked glasses with Jiang Cun.

"Baby, let's have a cup of wine, shall we?" Lin Lian scalded the glass with hot water and handed it to Jiang Cun.

"Brother Lian, have you seen anyone drinking beer in such a small cup?"

Jiang Cun took the small wine glass, he didn't know how to understand his boyfriend's brain circuit, but he poured out the wine cooperatively and raised his glass as a gesture.

"Drinking a cup of wine, it's the first time, I have to record it carefully... Baby, don't move..."

Lin Lian, a psychopath, took out his mobile phone and started recording a video. Jiang Cun's expression almost froze, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled in the wind.

"Okay, ok, turn your hand around... I want to drink..."

Probably because Lin Lian was acting like a monster, the two dawdled for a long time without taking a sip, and finally cooperated a little tacitly, only to hear a familiar male voice, and the wine in the glasses of both parties spilled out in shock.

"Brother Lian? Jiang Cun? Are you here too?"

It was Wen Mingche who came, and there was a large group of people they didn't know standing behind them. They looked like they were going to fight, with the air of a young man in society; most of those people lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones or joke with each other, and they didn't notice Lin Lianhe. Jiang Cun's small actions.

"Fuck me?"

"The members are invited to dinner." Wen Mingche pointed helplessly at the large group of people behind, "I just said that after the remedial classes are over, I want to go out to let the wind go, and I will go to the red hall to sing later, together?"

"When did you become the president? Isn't your president very powerful?"

Wen Mingche likes to play football. He joined the football club in his freshman year of high school, but because of his poor football skills, he is not popular in the club.Their president is the rumored school girl, who has always seen this idiot who is good at table tennis but wants to join the football club is not pleasing to the eye, and he is almost never called to participate in club activities.

"Dog, that idiot went chasing after girls, and casually gave me the position of president, and now I'll pay for it - treat them to dinner, you understand?"

Lin Lian gloated and poured some wine into Jiang Cun's glass: "I understand, Young Master Wen, go and have fun. In the past, the president of the football club of No. [-] Middle School was a schoolboy, congratulations!"

The members behind are a little impatient. In the winter, all of them only wear ball uniforms and calf socks. Their ball uniforms this year are also specially selected with fluorescent powder, which looks black when worn. One and two are fished out of coal mines. Wen Mingche was not in vain, but when he stood beside them, he looked like Snow White.

——Why did he basically never participate in club activities?

"President, are you familiar with them? Why don't you just share a table together, and there are no seats left after chatting for a long time."

Someone made a fuss, and everyone opened their mouths one after another: "That's right, it's more fun to have one more person!"

Three courageous ones sat down directly, and laughed and said dirty jokes; Jiang Cun didn't speak, but silently put the barbecue served in Lin Lian's bowl, and moved the stool a little further away from him.

Originally in a good mood, but now that he didn't have a bite to eat, and had to share a table with a group of people, Lin Lian frowned, rolled his eyes at everyone, and snorted coldly.

"Auntie, please pack it for us," he turned his head to the owner of the barbecue stall, and raised his voice, "Let's go, everyone take your time."

"Hey, why don't you give me any face?" A member named Zhou Rong stood up with a sharp tone; he stood up with the other two at the same time, and those two looked like two guardians on the left and right.

"Who the hell are you? You? Who do I love to give face to whom? It's none of your business?"

Lin Lian also stood up abruptly, twisting her knuckles and neck with a "click" sound. I haven't been a big brother for a long time, and you really treat me as a sick cat?

Several tables around seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder smoke. They raised their heads from the food to see the commotion, and a few more sensible members clamored to change places. Wen Mingche couldn't control the situation at the moment.

The boss is probably also used to watching big scenes. Without saying a word, he put the packed lunch box on the table, sat on the chair and continued knitting, and looked up at the group of young people from time to time.

"Brother Lian, don't talk to the mentally handicapped. They don't understand human speech."

Jiang Cun stood up blankly with a harmless face, staring at Zhou Rong.

"Who are you calling retarded?"

"Whoever promises me will say who."

Jiang Cun didn't like to talk at first, but he really felt that this group of people not only didn't wink, but also were very brain-dead, thinking that if he farted, he was the king of heaven--where did he learn such bad virtues?Do you think young people in society are handsome?

Zhou Rong was also a no-brainer at first, although his lining was broken, he still had to save face, so he stood up and thumped the table hard.

It was supposed to be a fluent and unrestrained movement, but unexpectedly the table was not fixed, and there was a loud "bang", and the huge solid wooden board smashed straight towards his feet.

With a dull sound, everyone around was startled.

Damn it, it hurts when it hits the foot.

Lin Lian was still holding back his anger, and when he saw Zhou Rong's shriveled appearance, he burst into tears and laughed, leaning on Jiang Cun's shoulder until he couldn't straighten up: "Fuck... baby, you You are right, why does he look like a mentally handicapped..."

Jiang Cun was quite calm. At that moment, he quickly picked up the lunch box and wine bottle, and splashed the wine glass on Zhou Rong's face, his eyes became clearer: "Don't waste food."

Zhou Rong sat down on the ground, no matter if it was dirty or not, he grinned and couldn't say a word.

It must have been so painful that I didn't even scream.

"Let's go, let's touch porcelain. You're good at touching the car's butt next time." The smile on the corner of Lin Lian's mouth became more and more intense, and there were many neuroses not only in the sky, but also in front of his eyes.

Zhou Rong's rank is lower than Wu Fang's. In dialect, it means "too bad to eat dog shit". The two guardians were quite annoying just now. Now it seems that the backbone has been defeated. It is probably the first time they came out to play and met Waterloo. , I couldn't help trembling even when I said harsh words.

"You, you stop! You beat our brother Zhou and want to leave!"

"Brother Zhou? What kind of shit name is that? Which dog eye of yours saw me hitting him?"

Lin Lian sneered, seeing Wen Mingche's apologetic gaze, he waved his hand: "Che, what kind of shit are these? I've never seen such a funny person in my fucking life. "

"Which class is it? You are so good at playing tricks?" I don't know which onion said strangely, "I don't think you can beat it."

Lin Lian really lost all anger in his heart. He just thought that these people—why the hell are they so funny?Much funnier than a salesman scamming text messages.

He raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes and looked around, with an undeniable sense of arrogance in his voice: "It's really a shameful thing to provoke me, only I don't want to do it, there is nothing I dare not do. Want to fight By my side, Lin Lian, Class [-], Grade [-], come to me whenever you want."

As soon as the voice fell, he dragged Jiang Cun away, not wanting to waste any more time.

He also didn't want to embarrass Wen Mingche too much, so he didn't continue to ridicule him.

After delaying for such a period of time, the barbecue was almost cold, so the two of them took a taxi home, settled for dinner, and lay on the sofa rubbing their stomachs contentedly.

"Baby, I'm sorry, every time I come out with you, I encounter such embarrassing things."

"Brother Lian, I don't mind. Whatever you do, as long as I can watch you."

"You're fucking... so cute..."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Lin Lian kissed him very loudly on the face, and hugged him desperately and did not let go: "You let me hug you, you said, I can do whatever I want."

Jiang Cun blushed again, and let Lin Lian play tricks.It was just an unintentional sentence at first, but now he wants to take it back.

"Brother Lian, you pretend I didn't say that."

"That won't work. I've remembered what you said for so many years. Now that I'm back, it's hard to recover."

The conditioned reflex is normal, without any brain thinking at all, Lin Lian was stunned when he said this sentence himself, he didn't know why he said it so fluently.