Senior, follow me

When the hot pot and food were served, Yan Zi stopped talking sincerely and greeted Fang Qiao for dinner. He was so happy that he ordered a few more bottles of beer and clinked glasses with Fang Qiao.

Fang Qiao didn't refuse, she smiled and exchanged glasses with Yan Zicheng. Alcohol is indeed a good thing. It not only successfully shortened the distance between the two, but also made Yan Zicheng different from usual.

"Fang Qiao, tell me, senior, why on earth do you regard me as an idol?" Before he knew it, Yan Zicheng drank a little too much, his brows and eyes were slightly drunk, and he looked at Fang Qiao with his head half propped up, lazily Ask the biggest doubt in my heart.

"Well...do I have to say it?" Fang Qiao touched his nose and smiled wryly.

"Why, do you have any little secret?" Yan Zicheng smiled, stretching out his finger to poke his arm.

"That's not enough..." Even after drinking, Yan Zicheng's slender fingers were still cold, and when they touched the skin, they left a very vivid feeling.Fang Qiao was slightly distracted, and dealt with it casually, "I'm just afraid to say it...the senior will be angry..."

"Will I be angry?" Yan Zicheng stared, and became more interested, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't whet my appetite here!"

"I said, senior, you can't be angry." Fang Qiao looked at him with a smile and asked for his guarantee.

Yan Zicheng felt dizzy, so he lay down lazily on the table, squinting his eyes to signal him to speak quickly.

"...When I first started broadcasting, my senior sister threw me a bunch of manuscripts and asked me to read the ones I liked. I picked a lot of them, and they were all your manuscripts. At that time, I thought, This senior is really amazing, he can write such great articles and stories..." Fang Qiao recalled the past, with a touch of tenderness on his face, "Later, I found out that you would go to read books under the radio station building at noon every day, I will still listen to my radio carefully... probably from that time on, I can't help... I started to pay attention to you..."

Yan Zicheng squinted his eyes and squinted on the table, what lingered in his ears was a nice boy's voice, clear and gorgeous, with a gentle tone, and the ending of the words was slightly raised, bringing out a slightly sweet taste.That voice spoke a lot, and he heard every word, but unfortunately, his mind, which was bewildered by alcohol, couldn't understand it, so he could only listen to it as a lullaby.

I'm really sleepy... Yan Zicheng thought in a daze, the voice is nice, it's really foul, he's obviously just talking, but it's more effective than others singing...

Gradually, Yan Zicheng's eyes closed, his breathing became subtle and even, and he actually fell asleep.

This guy can't drink at all, thanks to the fact that he was sober at the dinner party last time... Fang Qiao carefully imitated Yan Zicheng's posture, and also lay down on the table, just enough to meet the boy's soft lines obliquely. profile.

He looked at it seriously, as if he wanted to keep every eyebrow and eye in his heart, and finished what he hadn't said just now in a low voice, "...then one day, I found myself chasing each other involuntarily. Your figure, your appearance, and even every article you write...I found myself beginning to like you, your always straight back, your delicate eyebrows, and your smiling expression, I like your clean uniform..."

"Senior, I like you so much. I have liked you since you didn't know me."

The next morning, Yan Zicheng woke up from a hangover headache, and when he opened his eyes, he was ridiculed by Yang Ze.

"I asked you to invite my junior brother to dinner, but in the end I drank myself until I fell asleep and was carried back by my junior brother. Yan Zicheng, you have enough face, you are not afraid of embarrassment!"

"..." The memory of last night gradually came back, Yan Zicheng held his forehead, and he didn't even have the strength to get angry, "That Fang Qiao and I must have a disagreement... we must stay away from him in the future..."

"Tsk, I see Xuan..." Yang Ze glanced at him and snorted inexplicably.

Yan Zicheng had a terrible headache, he didn't bother to talk to him, and closed his eyes to recall what happened last night.

He could still remember the question he asked, and Fang Qiao's nice and deep voice, but he couldn't remember the answer the other party gave.Yan Zicheng was very annoyed, always felt that he had missed something very important.

In the following days, Yan Zicheng tried his best to avoid Fang Qiao, for fear of causing any embarrassing incidents, but failed repeatedly, because he did not expect that Fang Qiao had recommended himself to the radio station a few days ago and made a special Responsible for docking his contacts.

This is an old tradition of X-Broadcasting Station.The students majoring in theater text editing led by the deputy director have always been the backbone of the radio station's contributions, and are also responsible for the work related to soliciting and revising drafts. Basically, they have to hand in the manuscripts or scripts collected every week, so the A dedicated person is required to interface with it.This candidate is changed every year, usually freshman. It's not an important role, so Yan Zicheng didn't take it seriously, but Fang Qiao took advantage of the loophole.

He didn't want to meet Fang Qiao. After all, it was only Yan Zicheng's selfishness. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he couldn't do the thing of using power for personal gain and insisting on replacing Fang Qiao, so he could only bite the bullet and talk to Fang Qiao.At the same time, Fang Qiao also had a deliberate intention to come to him whenever he had something to do, and Yan Zicheng's life gradually filled with this boy's figure.

No matter how big the dissatisfaction is, it will almost wear off when we meet every day and get along with each other every day. What's more, in all fairness, putting aside those inherent prejudices, Fang Qiao is really a great friend. The usual tacit understanding, witty speaking, warm-hearted, easy to get along with.The embarrassing experience of drinking too much last time was never mentioned with Fang Qiao and Yan Zi's sincerity, and it was gradually forgotten.But within half a month, the two quickly became acquainted and became good friends. Yang Ze was jealous when he saw it.

Although Fang Qiao knew in his heart that he was just a "good friend".

"Senior, this is the feedback from the radio station, let me show it to you." Fang Qiao opened the door familiarly, and as usual, found Yan Zicheng's thin figure in a pile of reference books.

Junior students are busy with their studies, not to mention intensive professional courses, and various internships to follow, and Yan Zicheng has to spare time to take care of the radio station, so he is even more busy.

Without even raising his head, Yan Zicheng pointed to an empty table beside him, motioning for Fang Qiao to put it over, and then buried his head in various reference manuscripts.He recently had a thesis due to be handed in, and he was tossed around from morning till night until his eyes were blurred, and he didn't know anything about his personnel.

"Senior, you can't do this." Fang Qiao couldn't stand it any longer, she casually put the documents of the radio station aside, and then forcefully pulled Yan Zicheng up from the chair, ignoring the other party's resistance, and got out Door.

"I said you boy, what do you want to do, kidnap?" Yan Zicheng only had time to pick up his mobile phone and keys before he was dragged out of the dormitory by Sheng Sheng, and his face immediately sank.

"Didn't I see that you've been nesting in the house for several days, and I'm afraid you'll get sick from exhaustion, senior, let's take a stroll outside, and you'll go back later, it won't delay things." Fang Qiao said Face flattering smile.

"You're still a senior...you don't see me as a senior at all, no big or small..." Knowing that the other party was also out of concern, Yan Zicheng slowed down his tone, and glanced at Fang Qiao angrily, "At the beginning You should train the newcomers well to save you from being so arrogant now."

Fang Qiao smiled, didn't take it seriously at all, and walked over step by step.

Yan Zicheng was just talking, and he couldn't do anything to Fang Qiao, so he simply stepped forward.

"What have you been up to lately?" The air outside is indeed good. Yan Zicheng walked around the dormitory twice, and felt that his mind has cleared up a lot and his mood has improved. He decided to fulfill his responsibilities as a senior and care about his junior Living condition.

"Mandarin proficiency test." Fang Qiao blinked and spoke in a polite manner, "I've been preparing for the exam next month."

"Go, go, don't let me play the broadcasting tune." Yan Zicheng waved his hand and replied impatiently.But I quietly wrote it down in my heart, secretly thinking that I seem to know a few teachers in the broadcasting department, maybe some other day I will say something nice, I can ask someone to tutor this kid, at least let him pass the exam once, and get a first-class grade The certificate comes out.

"You have to take the exam well. After all, you are also a member of our radio station. Don't go out and shame yourself."

"Of course." Fang Qiao nodded again and again, before bringing up another topic, "Will the seniors participate in the sports meeting next week?"

Games?Yan Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered this. X University’s sports meeting is held once a year, and it was supposed to be held in September and October, but at that time the stadium was under construction and maintenance, so it was postponed until now.Although many sports events have been canceled due to the colder weather, there are still a large number of indoor events that have been retained, which has attracted a lot of attention.

It's just that for Yan Zicheng, things like sports games have always been out of his reach.He has been in poor health since he was a child, not to mention sports, he is usually out of breath and has an unstable heart rhythm even if he runs too much.Although he is now an adult and his body is much stronger than when he was a child, he is still much thinner and weaker than a normal college student in his 20s.

This is the biggest weakness of Yan Zicheng, who has always been outstanding.With his personality, he naturally wouldn't take advantage of his own shortcomings to make trouble, so his reaction to this topic was very cold, "I won't participate, it's just a sports meeting, it's not very interesting."

"Ah, what a pity!" Fang Qiao was very disappointed, and spread her hands helplessly, "I want to participate in the badminton singles competition. I thought the seniors could come too..."

Yan Zicheng was noncommittal and remained silent.

Fang Qiao didn't give up. After thinking about it, he added, "How about the senior come to be the audience?"

"Audience?" Yan Zicheng rubbed his chin, suddenly moved. If he remembers correctly, Yang Ze will also participate in this sports meeting, but the event is not badminton, but basketball...

"It must be very lively that day, the seniors should come too, right to relax?"

"Well...I'll think about it."

The sports meeting will be held on Saturday, Yan Zicheng made repeated decisions, and finally went out with Yang Ze.

He likes to watch Ze Yang play, which is a habit left over from high school.When they were in high school, Yang Ze was the main force of the school's basketball team. He practiced every afternoon and often played games with teams from other schools.At times like this, Yan Zicheng would always stand on the sidelines, watch the entire scene from beginning to end, and cheer for Yang Ze.The feeling of cheering loudly was very charming, as if he was also standing on the basketball court, and could run with Yang Ze unscrupulously.

After going to university, although Yang Ze is still exercising every day, he seldom plays basketball. He only temporarily joins the grade team and plays games during the sports meeting.

The gymnasium was full of voices, filled with the heat and restlessness of the human body, as soon as Yan Zicheng entered, he frowned uncomfortably.He has always disliked staying in crowded places, but today's gymnasium has too many people.

Yang Ze was about to make preparations, Yan Zicheng said goodbye to him, looked around, and wanted to find a place with fewer people to sit down.

"Senior, you're here!" A familiar voice came from behind, and as soon as Yan Zicheng turned around, he saw Fang Qiao running over in a hurry.The boy was wearing a neat sportswear, his strong and bare arms and calves were exposed, the lines were graceful and smooth, and they were brightly lit by the bright yellow lights in the gymnasium.

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Next time - Fang Qiao's disappointment, Yan Zicheng's collapse.