Read Ba Zong's novels and was caught by a bamboo horse

Friday comes quickly.

This is a very important day.

Song Yi slept soundly last night. I don't know if it was because of reading Lin Yu's circle of friends, but his mood also improved.

Even though he has a poor memory, for today's day, he has circled it heavily on the calendar a few days ago, and recorded it in a memo on his phone.

At six o'clock Beijing time, the ringtone of the memo lingered in my ears.

Song Yi has a lot of shortcomings, his temper is very aggressive, he loves to scold people when fighting, and he doesn't remember things, but his lack of getting up is one of his few advantages.

I slept so well last night, half of my legs were exposed, the pajamas around my waist covered my looming lean figure, I glanced at it with drooping eyelids, and the memo said "Lin Yu will be your boyfriend."

When Song Yi saw this sentence, he was immediately refreshed, he didn't feel sleepy anymore, his head was not confused, and his whole body exuded a radiance.

Even though it was only six o'clock, it was still early to leave school, but Song Yi still stubbornly got up from the bed, without the slightest slack.

With his footsteps came a gust of wind, which lifted the curtains and cast a faint light on the edge of the bed.

Stepping on slippers, walking in the bathroom to wash up, looking at myself in the mirror, if you are in a good mood, you can use a large Bluetooth speaker to play the whole song "Good Day".

Song Yi happily brushed his teeth and hummed a little song.

I don't know if Lin Yu is very excited now. After all, he made an appointment to go to the park today, and if he accepts his confession, he will become his boyfriend in a legitimate way.

Song Yi looked in the mirror and carefully observed his face to see if there were any blemishes. How embarrassing it would be for Lin Yu to see the pimples on his face.

After taking a closer look, it was thanks to my good skin, it was smooth and could be broken by a blow, and there was a thin layer of blush on my face, which made me look more lively.

After washing up, Song Yi looked at Nuo Da's wardrobe and began to lose consciousness.Today is an unusual day, which one to wear is a question.

Song Yi is a smug person. He likes to collect a lot of clothes and shoes, but to be honest, his taste is really good. He didn't follow the trend and mess up his aesthetics. Instead, he likes to be low-key and let people see that the price is not Fei's brand.

The wardrobe is divided into four areas according to the season.The weather in the north is not so cold now, and people outside generally wear a thicker coat.

Song Yi pulled out a pink coat, thinking that it was very suitable for the current mood, sweet.

He almost couldn't remember when he bought a piece of clothing of this color, and he hid it in the closet without even removing the tag, and he only found it after looking through it carefully now.

This is too girly!

Song Yi looked at the pink in front of his eyes, hesitant to put it on, after all, his style didn't fit well with this dress.

In the past, he always liked to dress himself up as an image that was not easy to mess with, so as to establish his majesty in the hearts of others. For him, the last thing he couldn't lose was face.

After staring at the clothes and thinking for a long time, Song Yi's heart became ruthless, and he decided to go all out and wear them as he pleases, sir, I can control any style of clothes.

After putting on the dress, he looked left and right in the fitting mirror, stroked his chin, and nodded.

It seems to be quite good-looking, as expected of me, any color of clothes can bring out all the advantages of its style.

I went out and bought two big meat buns, and ate them while walking. The pale pink clothes seemed a bit eye-catching on the street, not only the color of the clothes, but also the people.

The person holding the bun walked down the street with a smile on his face, his smile clearly visible.

"uncle!"

Song Yi was still immersed in the joy of imagining that Lin Yu and himself would be together soon, a voice behind him pulled him out, and turned his head to look.

Wang Yuan was running towards him, the flesh on his body trembled following his footsteps, because he was far away, there was still a trace of disbelief on his face.

Panting, Wang Yuan ran up to Song Yi, opened his eyes wide, and looked up and down the person in front of him exuding a pink aura and wearing a pink coat. Is it really the uncle?

"Master, I thought it wasn't you. I haven't seen you wearing clothes of this color. It's too pink."

Song Yi took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and said with his tusk, "Isn't it pretty?" After thinking about it for a while, he asked again, "Why did you come out here today? Don't you live in Beiyuan?"

Wang Yuan said: "I went to my aunt's house for dinner last night, and stayed with him for one night by the way."

Song Yi looked at him at first.

Wang Yuan felt that something was wrong, probably because he hadn't answered the first question yet, so he continued with a smile, "Master, you look good in any color you wear, pink is so young, your face looks tender at first, but this time you wear it again. You look younger by how many years!"

Song Yi knew that Wang Yuan was flattering, but since he was in a good mood, he didn't care so much about him.

The two walked along the bridge to the school.

Wang Yuan asked repeatedly: "Master, why are you in such a good mood today? If it weren't for your happy back that is about to fly to the sky, I would have almost not recognized you."

Song said dutifully: "Simple is in a good mood, can't it?" After speaking, his face was covered with powder again.

Well, it's not simple.

The two came to the school noisy.

Song Yi was so happy for a second before entering the school gate, but after entering the school gate, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of tension in his heart.

He didn't seem to know how to face Lin Yu anymore.

If Lin Yu was regarded as a friend, the two would get along very well, but now it would be a shame to regard him as a boyfriend.

I don't know if we can be together in the park this afternoon, what if Lin Yu suddenly doesn't like himself these few days! ?Is that why he entertained himself for so long?

Song Yi shook his head, he had to look away from everything, thinking so much, it might as well be quick to say a word when the time comes.

When going up the stairs, Song Yi always felt that someone was watching him, and felt a little baffled, when he just stepped up a step, there was a figure blocking him.

Wang Yuan smiled meanly, as if he understood something, "Master, I'll go up first." After speaking, he slipped into the classroom.

The atmosphere has become abnormal.

Song Yi raised his head to meet Lin Yu's smiling eyes, he lowered his head suddenly in shame, and whispered, "What are you doing here?"

In fact, Song Yi had a little secret hidden in his heart, and hoped that Lin Yushuo was waiting for him.

"The clothes are nice."

Song Yi looked up suspiciously, "What?"

"Nothing, it's the clothes that caught my attention."

Lin Yu smiled shallowly, her deep peach eyes looked extraordinarily charming, and said, "People attract me too."

Song Yi's face turned red again with a "bang".

Lin Yu always flirts openly and secretly, without repetition. Song Yi has to think hard about how to win the round and save his little face.

After standing for a long time, the two of them received many ambiguous glances from others, Song Yi couldn't stand these bright gazes, and rushed into the classroom.

Wang Yuan turned his head meanly, "Master, what's going on with you, are you together?"

Song Yi's ears began to turn red, and he said with some embarrassment, "It's probably coming soon."

Wang Yuan stared and said: "What is an estimate? The estimated time may be long or short. It is impossible to estimate it in the next life."

There were more people in the classroom, and Song Yi was embarrassed to explain so much to him, so he sent him back with a few vague words.

Lin Yu sat down one step behind him, then turned to look at him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Song Yi replied awkwardly, "I ate two meat buns."

Lin Yu took out another bag from his schoolbag, which also contained two buns, and handed it to him, "I've eaten it, if you're hungry during class, you can eat it."

Co-author Lin Yu raised him as a pig?

Wang Yuan pricked up his ears, turned around to stare at the bun, and said greedily, "Master, you've eaten it all, give me the bun."

"Lin Yu gave it to me, you can buy it yourself!"

Song Yi's hesitant mood was aroused by Wang Yuan's words, and he resolutely took the bun and stuffed it in the drawer.

Lin Yu looked at the blushing person in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

This whole morning was spent sweetly, as for how to spend it like this, it had to rely on Song Yi's imagination.

He lay on the table, imagining a large-scale Mary Su dog blood youth idol drama.

The plot is as follows:

Standing across the road, Lin Yu opened his hands and shouted, "Song Yi, I will announce you, will you announce me?"

People on the road all cast envious eyes.

Song Yi blushed and responded, "I declare you too!"

Watching the traffic lights turn into a clear green, they rushed to each other's side and hugged each other warmly.

The faces of the two got closer and closer with the light, at the moment when their lips were about to touch each other.

"Master, why are you drooling, wake up!"

Song Yi opened his eyes irritably, why his mouth was wet.

Fuck!Drooling!

This, this, this, it's over, it's over, it's over, the not-so-perfect image of himself in Lin Yu's heart is completely destroyed.

Turning around, he saw Lin Yuzheng looking at him with a light smile, but in Song's eyes, it was just a mockery.

Lin Yu handed him a piece of paper.

"Master, why do you drool when you sleep, and eat buns in your dreams?"

Song Yi was taken seriously by Wang Yuan's words, ruining his spring dream and teasing him like this.It is tolerable or unbearable!

Just as he was about to give Wang Yuan a critical blow, Tong Xin came over like a spring breeze, "Everyone be quiet, let me tell you a few things."

"This art festival is scheduled for NO.30 next month, which gives you enough time to rehearse. The Art Committee will give me the list of participants."

Zhou Tingting got up from her seat and handed him the A4 paper in her hand.

Tong Xin took a look and asked again, "Are you ready to perform?"

"Preparing to perform a costume stage play."

When Zhou Tingting returned to her seat, Tong Xin glanced at Song Yilin and there again, twitching the corners of her lips calmly, and it was gone in a flash.

[The author has something to say: Guess whether Tong Xin is a good guy or a bad guy]