Senior, follow me

Let's go back in time to three years later.At the lively wine table, Yan Zi didn't speak much sincerity, but just sat and watched Yang Ze having fun with his friends, with gentle eyes.

"Senior Yan, what major do you study?" A gorgeous voice sounded very close, Yan Zicheng raised his head, and met a pair of dark eyes.

He was slightly absent-minded, raised his glass, and took a sip of wine in a disguised manner, "I major in text editing at the Academy of Film and Television."

"Ah, the senior must be very good at writing!" The boy's face showed admiration, his eyes were eager, "I'm not very good at liberal arts, so I envy those who can write."

"Writing things...it's actually useless, it's just for self-entertainment." Yan Zicheng smiled.

"The senior..."

Before Fang Qiao finished speaking, Yang Ze stepped in, grabbed Yan Zicheng's thin shoulders, and began to fool Xiao Xianrou with a smile, "Fang Qiao, the tradition of our Film and Television Academy is to call you brother and sister, no Call senior sister, how about it, follow us and change your words?"

"You can call him whatever you like, you care so much?" Yan Zicheng abducted him, complaining in a low voice.

Fang Qiao stared at the two of them for a while before answering with a smile, "I'm from the Institute of Science and Technology, so I don't follow the rules of the School of Film and Television. I'd better follow the rules of high school and call me the senior."

"Ah?" Yang Ze was stunned for a moment, and then smiled heartily, "You're quite interesting, alright, alright, let me be my senior!"

Yang Ze didn't care too much, but Yan Zicheng looked at Fang Qiao thoughtfully.Generally speaking, it is not a wise move to smear the face of senior seniors in front of so many people. Most people will make a false response first, and it is a matter of nonsense whether to follow through in the future.This Fang Qiao seems to be a good man, why did he make such a low-level mistake?

"Senior?" The boy was keenly aware of his gaze, and looked over with smiling eyes.

Yan Zicheng didn't make a sound, shook his head to indicate that it was nothing, and went to drink on his own.

It's just a freshman. Although he is very talented, he still needs to know more about his character. Before that, he should not be too enthusiastic.

As usual, Yang Ze played the red-faced role perfectly, showing great enthusiasm for this little junior, eager to lure him into the radio station, while Yan Zicheng spoke casually, as if he didn't care much.

Fang Qiao was not flattered or humiliated, and always maintained a humble and polite attitude. He showed great interest in the affairs of the radio station, and also talked about his work experience in the station when he was in high school, which made Yang Ze very excited. I found the treasure myself.

However, everyone at the wine table did not notice that Fang Qiao's gaze was always on Yan Zicheng's body, no matter whether the other party was drinking quietly or chatting casually.

The crowd kept lively until almost early morning, most of them were drunk, and Chen Le had already lain down on the chair.Yan Zicheng didn't drink much, but his face was flushed. As the only big brother who was still awake, he was naturally responsible for the aftermath. It was hard for him to organize those who didn't drink too much, and let them take the drunk people to take a taxi He left first, and then went to find Yang Ze non-stop.

Yang Ze's alcohol capacity is average, and he always likes to pour it down his stomach non-stop. He probably died a long time ago, and he is dragging some poor man who refuses to let go.

His guess was right, as soon as he left the restaurant, he saw Yang Ze holding on to a boy half-deadly, talking endlessly.

The boy heard the footsteps and turned around, but Yan Zicheng was taken aback for a moment——

It was Fang Qiao, the first-year freshman I just met today.

"Senior," Fang Qiao smiled after seeing him, with a helpless expression on his face, "Senior Brother Yang seems to have drunk too much, he is holding me tight..."

"Ah, let me come!" Yan Zicheng came to his senses, and quickly reached out to take Yang Ze over, let him lean in his arms, and wiped his sweat carefully, so as not to catch a cold from the wind.

After finishing Yang Ze in a hurry, Yan Zicheng looked up and saw the thoughtful expression on Fang Qiao's face.

"...What's wrong?" Yan Zicheng's heart tightened and he asked calmly.Although this boy is young, he has very sharp eyes, which always gives Yan Zicheng the illusion of being seen through. Just now I was worried about Yang Ze, so I didn't pay much attention to my expression and attitude. Could it be...

Fang Qiao looked at him, then at Yang Ze, finally shrugged and changed the subject, "It's cool in the night, let's go back to school quickly, lest Senior Brother Yang catch a cold later."

Yan Zicheng glanced around, and found that the entrance of the restaurant was empty, only the three of them were left.

"Well, let's go together."

The taxi was quiet, and when sitting still, the alcohol gradually picked up, making people lazy and unwilling to talk, Yan Zicheng deliberately leaned back, hid half of his face in the shadow, and watched quietly. Seeing Yang Ze's drunken and drowsy appearance, his heart gradually settled down.

For Yan Zicheng, this is a very beautiful moment.

Different from his always pale complexion and thin body, Yang Ze's appearance is very masculine, and his figure is also very strong, which is the result of his healthy body and years of exercise.

His body and personality, which are completely different from his own, always made him pay special attention. Before Yan Zicheng realized it, his eyes had been involuntarily chasing after him.

At the beginning, I probably just felt envious, envious that this boy could run freely and make all kinds of handsome poses, but I could only sit and watch, holding a thick and thin book in my hand.

However, after a long time, envy turned into caring, caring turned into focus, focus, and finally transformed into liking.

He couldn't control his eyes anymore, and he couldn't control his legs anymore. He tried his best to chase after this boy who was as bright as the sun, and then he chased him for so many years.

Yan Zicheng thought about it, and gradually fell into blurred memories.

The traffic was smooth at night, and it didn't take much time for them to return to school.

"15 yuan." The driver's voice woke up Yan Zicheng, he paid the money first, and together with Fang Qiao, pulled Yang Ze out of the car.

"You go back first, I'll take him with you." The freshman's dormitory was outside the campus, while Yan Zicheng and the others lived on campus, and it was not on the way, so Yan Zicheng asked Fang Qiao to leave them alone.

"Let me help you, senior." Fang Qiao smiled, but didn't let go, "It's still far from your dormitory, and you are very tired taking Senior Brother Yang by yourself." After finishing speaking, she took Yang Ze to go go forward.

Yan Zicheng didn't refuse anymore, he knew how much his physical strength was, and it would be great if someone was willing to help. He put Yang Ze's other arm on his shoulder, and together with Fang Qiao, Went to the dormitory.

"Okay, let's go here. I'll just drag him up by myself. It's late, so go back quickly, or your name will be recorded." After walking for about 10 minutes, they arrived downstairs in the dormitory. I live on the second floor, so I don't need Fang Qiao's help.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Fang Qiao nodded, watching Yan Zicheng and the two turn around and leave, and added, "Senior, please tell Brother Yang that I will be there on time for the interview on the radio station the day after tomorrow. .”

"Got it." Yan Zicheng waved his hand and dragged Yang Ze upstairs.

After returning to the dormitory, there was another flurry of chaos, and finally cleaned up the limp Yang Ze, and carried him to the bed with the other two roommates. Yan Zicheng finally lay on his own bed, rubbing and feeling sore waist, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

That freshman Fang Qiao...does have a good voice.Thinking about it, Yan Zicheng couldn't help rubbing his ears, the boy's gorgeous and clear voice was still in his ears, like a small brush, scratching him a little itchy.

After a while, he suddenly murmured——

"Strange...why do you call me Senior and Brother Yang Ze...?"

The interview at the radio station was just two days later, and as Fang Qiao promised, he arrived on time.

In fact, Yang Ze and Yan Zicheng have already discussed it. Even if no one else wants it, they must keep Fang Qiao, the junior with the highest gold content. It is a rare asset for X Broadcasting Station in the new stage of development.

That being said, the cutscenes that have to be gone must be gone, so this interview is a must.

"Fang Qiao, right?" Although he already knew each other, Yan Zicheng picked up the thin registration form and asked a question as a matter of routine.

"Yes, senior." The boy's response was neither humble nor overbearing as always.

"You want to join the broadcasting station, so what advantage do you have over other people?" Now that the decision has already been made, Yan Zicheng asked casually, and his mind had already slipped to the manuscript he hadn't finished revising.

"I joined the school's radio station when I was in high school, and I worked there for three years..." Fang Qiao organized his words and responded quickly. He could see that the "examiner" sitting opposite him "The mind was distracted, and the questions were all routine questions, and it didn't take too much thought to answer them.Fang Qiao spoke nice words, but his eyes were full of Yan Zicheng's fair and delicate side face.

As he wished, everything in front of him coincided with those beautiful autumn afternoons in his memory. A thin boy in a good-looking uniform, with a slightly raised chin, and a soft and delicate profile. Over the past three years, in fact, Yan Zicheng hasn't changed at all.It became him, from secretly hiding upstairs waiting for prying eyes, to sitting in front of him as an equal, and calmly asking and answering with him.

At this time, Fang Qiao suddenly felt fortunate that the three years away from this person were actually worthwhile, and it was those three years that made him qualified to be closer to this person.

The interview didn't last too long, and it went smoothly, and Fang Qiao was admitted.

"Congratulations on joining the broadcasting station. We will work hard together in the future." Yang Ze was very happy and gave Fang Qiao a big hug. Yan Zicheng stood aside, looked at with a smile, and did not step forward, waiting for Yang Ze to express Out of the excitement in their hearts, the two left together.

In the following life, Fang Qiao and Yan Zicheng rarely interacted with each other.

Junior students are in the period of intensive professional courses and participating in various internships. At this time, most students will choose to quit the cumbersome club activities and concentrate on their studies and practice.Although Yan Zicheng was not as decisive as he was, he still retained his position as a broadcasting station, but he no longer took care of everything as before. Slowly letting go of the power in his hand can not only let him breathe a sigh of relief, but also help him It is a good choice to let the children below grow up as soon as possible.As time passed, the number of times he went to the radio station became less and less, and most of the things were resolved by contacting through WeChat. The talented junior brother with a good voice only left a glimpse in his memory like a glimpse, and was busy. Life hastily covered up.

As for Fang Qiao, life is not easy.Brand-new living environment, brand-new personal connections, brand-new clubs and student organizations, everything needs to be managed with effort, and it is not so easy to handle well. Fortunately, Fang Qiao has been experienced in high school. Compared with ordinary The students are a lot stronger, and they can cope with it quite freely. It's just that in the first few months of school, they are still very busy, and it is difficult to find time for themselves.

Because of Yan Zicheng, and also because of her hobbies, Fang Qiao put the most energy on the radio station.

Restricted by the establishment of the club, although Fang Qiao has an excellent voice, he still has to start with the most basic things, such as running errands and doing odd jobs.Fang Qiao is actually very happy to do these things, because these chores occasionally create opportunities for him to meet Yan Zicheng.

"Fang Qiao! Can you go to the junior dormitory? Two days ago, Brother Yang and the others got a good radio script, and they agreed to send it to the station, but they have been unable to contact him... our side I can’t go away, and I’m in a hurry to use it today, if it’s convenient for you, why don’t you go and see what’s going on?”

"Okay, no problem!" Fang Qiao yelled back, picked up her schoolbag and hurried out.

"Hey wait, do you know where their dormitory is?"

"Ah, I know that, don't worry, I promise to complete the task." Fang Qiao smiled and waved, opened the door and went out.

"Is Fang Qiao and the deputy station so familiar?" The sophomore girl who asked him to help looked at a loss, "I didn't know where their dormitory was before..."

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Lu and Buping drew their swords to help, and their favorability was successfully refreshed.

Yan (appreciation letter): Thank you, junior brother, for helping me a lot!

Fang (calculating): No thanks, no thanks, senior, please treat me to dinner!