You're not planning to open at all, are you?

At twelve o'clock, people stood under the big clock. This clock seems to be a bit old. Every Christmas and New Year's Day, many people come here to listen to the bell and pray for good luck.

Qin Xiu grabbed Bai Jiu with one hand and Ji Jiang with the other, and tried his best to squeeze into the crowd until he was the closest to Zhong.

"Remember to make a wish when the bell rings later!" Qin Xiu loudly reminded the next two people who had never participated in such activities.

Ji Jiang nodded when he heard that, but Bai Jiu was a little worried: "I don't have any wishes to make, I made one on my birthday at the beginning of the month."

Qin Xiu laughed: "That won't work, you promise it again, let God listen more, and it will come true."

"Countdown!"

There was a sudden burst of cheers from the crowd, and everyone started counting together.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

……

Qin Xiu also opened his hands, and when the horn was put to his mouth, he followed the crowd to count down:

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!!!"

The lights around the big clock suddenly lit up high, illuminating half of the sky.

Ji Jiang turned his head to look at Bai Jiu, his face was illuminated by the light, and his eyes were filled with fragments of light.

Perhaps infected by this atmosphere, Bai Jiu closed his eyes, his expression was devout and serious like never before.

Someone in the crowd kept shouting "Merry Christmas," and almost all the words were lost.

But Ji Jiang saw Bai Jiu's lips parted slightly, and said something softly.

For a moment, he seemed to hear that sentence.

"I wish myself... two more years of life."

-

half year later.

Bai Jiu's homework has improved rapidly, but within half a year, he has almost mastered the knowledge of the entire high school system, and his rankings in several exams have gradually improved, and he can even be ranked in the middle of Class A.

Ji Sheng's grades are always in the front row, and he will help Bai Jiu with tutoring from time to time.

Generally speaking, the second semester of the second year of senior high school will start preparing for the art test, and many art students will start to go out for training and find various teachers.

Qin Xiu saw that these people can practice their professional skills without going to class every day, and was a little envious. After thinking about it for a few days, he came to discuss with Bai Jiu and the others: "You say, should I also try the art test?"

Bai Jiu was a little strange: "Why are you taking these exams? Are you still planning to debut?"

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do..." Qin Xiu turned his pen and thought, "My mother asked me which school I want to go to and what I want to do in the future, and I found that I have no idea! I feel like I have no idea about anything. I'm not interested...it's not as good as you guys, at least you have something you want to do."

"And I can sing well, why don't I enroll in a vocal class and try?"

Ji Jiang looked at him: "Didn't your family want you to study abroad?"

Qin Xiu was taken aback: "How did you guess that?" Then he shook his head and sighed, his tone full of sorrow: "I don't want to go abroad...I don't want to live in a country I don't know for a few years, I'm going crazy just thinking about it. "

Bai Jiu snorted: "Someone wants to study abroad without conditions, but you don't need conditions."

"Well, anyway, I've decided," Qin Xiu slapped his thigh and said firmly, "Take the art test with you!"

Bai Jiu Youyou said: "...I think you just don't want to go to class."

"..." Qin Xiu was dissatisfied, "One thing to say, with my handsome face, why can't I be worthy of a first-tier and second-tier?"

Bai Jiu looked at him like an idiot: "With your IQ, it might be a bit difficult even on the [-]th line."

……

Qin Xiu really went to find a teacher to practice vocal music, that teacher had a bad temper, and he couldn't bear it after a few days of class, so he brought Ji Jiang and Bai Jiu to experience it.

Who knew that these two seemed to have studied it systematically. They could not fail to recognize the score and listen to the sound, and they also got full marks in singing skills and emotions.

The teacher was very satisfied, and at the same time he was even stricter on Qin Xiu.

……

Qin Xiu was not convinced, and wanted to drag them to a body class.

Bai Jiu directly refused. He has never been very good at dancing. One year when he was invited to perform in the Spring Festival Gala, he needed to dance. After practicing for two months, he finally danced like a primary school student's radio gymnastics. ridicule.

Qin Xiu finally found a sense of superiority: "The more you are afraid of anything, you can come here. If you don't want to practice, you won't take the exam?"

"Don't you also want to go to Teacher Wang's class?" Bai Jiu said, "I'll get a lower score for this one, and just make up for it with other things."

"Let's go," Ji Jiang said, "I'll be with you, there's still half a year left, so we should have time to practice."

"Then you have misunderstood me a bit," Bai Jiu shrugged, "Every time we stretch, the teacher comes to press my legs himself, and he said I have a..."

Bai Jiu thought for a while, and thought of the teacher's original words: "An unyielding backbone."

Ji Jiang didn't know what to think of, the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back, and he quickly retracted it.

Qin Xiu couldn't believe it: "Isn't it? Come on, do it like me and see how flexible you are."

As he spoke, he bent down and pressed his hands to the ground.

Bai Jiu looked down expressionlessly, his hand was still five centimeters away from the ground.

Qin Xiu began to urge: "Press down."

"I pressed it."

Qin Xiu glared at his almost unbent waist: "You also call this pressing?"

"Give up." Bai Jiu stood up and rubbed his waist. "When I was in junior high school, I took the physical examination. There was an item called sitting and forward bending. My grade was negative."

"...Can it still be negative?" Ji Jiang was taken aback.

Bai Jiu showed an expression of "I don't know much about it": "How much are you?"

Ji Jiang was silent for a moment: "I don't know, I pushed the caliper in front of me."

"..."

Bai Jiu held it back for a long time before he gritted his teeth and uttered a word: "...Get lost!"