orange crisis

"Then I still hope that both you and Brother Ran can go to the specialty class." Lin Fan rested his chin on Cen Cheng's desk, his white and tender baby face was full of sincerity: "You all have such good grades. If I say it, I guess it can only It’s at the end of the fast class crane. So it’s better to let Hepinu work hard, and he and I continue to be in the same class.”

Cen Cheng thought for a while, and said, "There are many variables and opportunities in the third year of high school, isn't it? Actually, I don't know much about it."

Lin Fan also laughed, glanced at Ji Churan, and then at Cen Cheng: "Chengzi, which university do you want to go to?"

Cen Cheng pursed her lower lip, and said truthfully, "A is big."

Ji Churan paused, and the black pen scratched the draft paper.

Lin Fan blinked and smiled brighter: "Brother Ran's ideal university is also A University, you two are really destined."

Cen Cheng smiled, and his soft voice also carried a smile: "Really?" He turned his face and looked straight at Ji Churan, his light brown eyes sparkling.

"Hmm." Ji Churan lowered his eyes slightly, "University A, Department of Computer Science."

"You think so far." Cen Cheng's eyes were slightly envious and admiring, "Computer science is the trump card major of University A, and it's so difficult to pass." He only dared to think about University A, nothing major thought about it.

During the self-study class, Lin Fan piled the textbooks high on the table, and hid the mobile phone under the desk to type at light speed.

Lin Fan: [Brother Ran, have you confessed your love to Cheng Zi? 】

Ji Churan: [No. 】

Lin Fan was speechless.

Lin Fan: [Please, you get out of school together every day, don't you cherish so many good opportunities? 】

Ji Churan: [I haven't thought about what to say. 】

Lin Fan: [Counseled? 】

Ji Churan: [ owe a fight? 】

Lin Fan thought for a while, and sent the post he had just browsed to Ji Churan backhandedly: [There are many people who like oranges.Look at this post, after the orange photo was posted, a bunch of people asked about his class and name.Please, you have a sense of crisis, ok? 】

Ji Churan: [? 】

Ji Churan clicked on the post, which basically carried the landscape photos Sheng Xingluo posted on Weibo.He frowned a few times, scrolled to the end, and saw Cen Cheng's photo.

In the first photo, the teenager hangs his head, unable to see his expression clearly, feeling a little depressed.

In the second photo, he was leaning against the window glass of the cable car, his side face was very handsome, his chin was pointed, and even his slender eyelashes were clearly photographed.

In the third photo, the teenager turned his face to look at the camera, the smile on his lips was still there, the lips were a beautiful light pink, and even the round eyes curved into soft and lovely arcs.

Looking at the three photos obviously taken on the Ferris wheel cable car, and after reading the reply below, Ji Churan's expression has changed from a simple frown to a cold face.

[Wow, who is this, so cute. ]

[It seems to be from the fourth class.The boy who often walks with Ji Churan. ]

[Cen Cheng from Class [-], the one who is quite white and pretty. ]

[Do you have a boyfriend? ]

……

--Depend on.

Ji Churan irritatedly threw the phone back into the drawer, then took out an ultra-thick physics exercise book and began to study the questions.

After the midterm exam was over, it was the three-day holiday of Ching Ming Festival, and my aunt drove Cen Cheng back to County C.An Ge didn't go back with her because of the second model.

My aunt helped Cen Cheng's parents' funeral.During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and there are many people coming and going to and from the cemetery.Cen Cheng's hand holding the little daisy was slightly hanging down, looking at the two black stone tablets lined up side by side, tears were already falling down.

My aunt also placed the lilies in her hand in front of the tomb, and wiped the stele gently with a handkerchief, her eyes were already red.

"Dad, Mom, I'm doing well now," Cen Cheng wiped his tears with his sleeves, his voice choked up, "My aunt and cousin are very good to me, and I also met very good friends. I will work hard, try my best to get into college and work hard, and try my best to treat my aunt well. I won't, won't let you down..."

He finished speaking with sobs, and then bowed respectfully to the stele.

On the way back, they drove past the old building of Cen Cheng's house, and went up to clean it by the way.Most of the furniture was covered with dust sheets and didn't shed too much dust.

Anya asked gently: "Chengcheng, is there anything else you want to take back?"

Cen Cheng shook his head.

Anya: "Then let's go back."

Cen Cheng nodded, and replied softly: "Okay."

Anya stroked his hair distressedly: "Promise my aunt, don't put too much pressure on yourself, okay? My aunt wants you to be happy."

"Auntie..." Cen Cheng bit his lip, his eyes were slightly red, and finally he nodded vigorously, "Okay."

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After the results of the midterm exam came out, Cen Cheng entered the top ten of the grade this time, ranking second in the class.Ji Churan was firmly in the first place. His scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry were almost perfect, and his Chinese and English were also top-notch.

Cen Cheng looked at his grades which were a bit partial, and sighed lightly.As good as physics is, how weak is Chinese, and even composition can only write argumentative papers all year round.

When the old class was in the self-study class, he suddenly began to write and draw in the black book with excitement.

King, Princess, Prince... Cen Cheng poked Ji Churan's elbow with a puzzled expression.

"What is Teacher Feng writing?"

Ji Churan raised his eyes and glanced at the blackboard, his indifferent expression broke for a moment: "...a drama. The English kind."

"Huh?" Cen Cheng was slightly taken aback, "A drama?"

Liang Youjing turned around and explained at the right time: "It's time for a performance. Every class has to put on a show. Last year, our class also put on an English drama."

Cen Cheng was still at a loss: "Does everyone want to act?"

Lin Fan: "No, no, it's all drawn by lottery. The Snow White in our class last year was an idiot, and I was also drawn to play the dwarf. It's black history."

Liang Youjing also comforted: "Don't worry about Cheng Zi, you see, only fifteen people can participate in the performance, you shouldn't be so unlucky. Brother Ran and I escaped unharmed last year."

After hearing what he said, Cen Cheng felt relieved.

When the lottery bucket was passed to Cen Cheng and the others, there were only the last two left, so he took out Ji Churan's share and handed Ji Churan one.

Lin Fan and Liang Youjing were already cheering there because they escaped a catastrophe.

Cen Cheng pursed his lips, opened the note in his hand, and the flying Princess almost blinded his eyes.

Cen Cheng: "..."

The probability of saying yes is extremely low?And why was the princess drawn! ?

"Hahahahaha," Lin Fan's explosive laughter suddenly echoed in his ears, "Brother Ran, you actually played the prince, hahahaha you are really lucky this year, let me see which lucky one can play the princess."

Cen Cheng choked for a moment, and spread out the note in his hand on the corner of the table in despair.

Liang Youjing: "..."

Lin Fan: "..." Yes, it really is a fate.

The head teacher had already written the names of the sixteen unlucky ghosts drawn on the blackboard, and selected a boy with good eloquence to be the announcer.

Looking at Ji Churan under Prince, and Cen Cheng under Princess.

Cen Cheng felt a little headache.

More headaches are yet to come.After the English script was sent to her hands, Cen Cheng discovered that the play Sleeping Beauty actually had a kissing scene.

Shouldn't there be a real kiss?

Cen Cheng's eyes unconsciously fell on Ji Churan's slightly pursed thin lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously.

He hasn't even kissed anyone yet.

In the past few days during the lunch break, and during the period after dinner until evening self-study began, Cen Cheng and his class used the rooftop to rehearse dramas.

Because the selected script is relatively simple, the lines are not difficult, as long as you memorize your lines and memorize them.As for acting skills, something that doesn't exist in the first place, I don't care.

"With?a?kiss,the?Prince?wakes?up?the?Princess.They?fall?in?love."

The last sentence of the boy in the broadcasting voice seems to be still in my ears.

with?a?kiss...

Cen Cheng poked Lin Fan blankly, after all he was the only one who participated in the show last year.

Lin Fan turned around in confusion: "Chengzi, what's wrong?"

Cen Cheng frowned: "What should we wear when we go on stage? The school doesn't provide costumes, right?"

Lin Fan blinked: "Of course the school doesn't provide them, but my old class wife works in the theater. We borrowed our costumes from the theater last year, and it should be the same this year."

"Oh," Cen Cheng pursed his lips, "How did you handle the kiss scene with Snow White last year?"

Ji Churan paused for a while while doing the question with his chin propped up, rolled his eyelids, and glanced at Lin Fan casually.

"..." Lin Fan inexplicably felt that his eyes were a little scary, and the word borrowing that came to his lips also turned around, "I'm really kissing."

Cen Cheng was startled: "Huh?"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes, and it happened that Liang Youjing went to the vending machine to buy milk tea, so he made up a set of super believable nonsense at the speed of light: "It's true love, what's the matter, it's just a drama. Last year I played the prince It's the study committee member, she kissed Xi Zhou."

Cen Cheng's eyes became rounder because of the shock, his eyelashes trembled, and he didn't even know what else to say.

Naturally he didn't see it, Lin Fan secretly praised Ji Churan while he was not paying attention.

During the rehearsal, the kiss scene was always passed directly, there was no rehearsal.So seeing the day of the cultural performance getting closer, Cen Cheng became more and more anxious.

The art performance was scheduled for Saturday, so on Friday night, the day before the performance, Cen Cheng finally mustered up the courage to find Ji Churan.

"What should we do about that?" Cen Cheng pursed his lips, because it was an evening self-study, and his voice was very soft, "Just the last scene."

"Kiss scene?" Ji Churan also imitated him, and lowered his voice very softly, but the faint tone became more pleasant, "Practice?"

Cen Cheng looked at him with wide eyes, full of confusion.

Ji Churan leaned over and said word by word into his ear: "Go to my house to rehearse at night, otherwise I'm afraid that when I really kiss you tomorrow, you will be nervous and forget your words."

Cen Cheng was slightly taken aback, thought for a while and felt that what he said was right, so she replied "OK" in a low voice.

The author says:

Help, someone abducted the cutie