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Under Xi Yan's strong request, Zhong Qin cooked a half-cooked meal with him. It tasted very good, but it is not advisable to eat too much before the college entrance examination.

High school dog, has the heart, but doesn't have the time and energy.

Of course Xi Yan knew clearly that Zhong Qin entered a top university with one leg, but he didn't know where his own leg should go.

In order to be free in the future where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, Xi Yan now has no choice but to endure the momentary brain bug and concentrate on studying to divert his attention.

Zhong Qin is much more comfortable than Xi Yan...maybe not so freely, but Zhong Qin is self-disciplined and can bear it-so Xi Yan is bullied less.

But how could Zhong Qin not want to.

Zhong Qin, as a person who is "steady" in all aspects, occasionally expresses emotions such as "why don't you take the college entrance examination" or "when will you graduate" uncharacteristically and unsteadily, but he never told Xi Yan .

——Those young students who are looking forward to slowing down the time every day and reviewing for a few more days will think about this in their minds if they know that their academic gods are free.

In the sophomore year of high school, Xi Yan was worried about the affairs of "the other partner". Now in the third year of high school, Xi Yan has to concentrate on preparing for the exam, and Zhong Qin has relatively no psychological pressure, so he has taken over the "housework" again. .

Both Zhang Yiheng and Chen Meng joked about him, "The little boss has been usurped for so long, and finally he has the right to speak again."

Zhong Qin: "..."

However, Xi Yan always has one or two days a week to stay with his "other partner" and his boyfriend.

In the third year of high school, there must be some decompression artifact.

Zhong Qin is Xi Yan's decompression artifact.

Fortunately, Xi Yan has been very steady every step of the way, and he has laid a very solid foundation in each subject. Now he only needs to consider the issue of "scoring points", and his state has always been very good.

Zhong Qin will help Xi Yan sort out his knowledge points and wrong questions at night, and will also practice the difficult finale questions with him.

Very tiring, but very fulfilling.

Therefore, Xi Yan always felt that the moment when he collapsed on the small bed of "the other partner" and nestled into the arms of his boyfriend after finishing the questions, was even more comfortable than waking up naturally on weekends.

——Xi Yan recently discovered that Zhong Qin always liked to put his hands on his belly when he was holding him to sleep.

Probably the position of the lower abdomen, pinching and pressing... always makes him itchy.

This is almost becoming Zhong Qin's new habit before going to bed. Xi Yan is very puzzled by this: "I don't have much meat on my stomach, and it's uncomfortable to pinch. Why do you keep touching? Could it be that I'm overworked in my third year of high school? "

Zhong Qin's hands froze, and he evaded, "...sleep."

It wasn't a big deal at first, but Zhong Qin prevaricated Xi Yan's complaints a few times, which instead aroused his curiosity.

Xi Yan couldn't find the result, so he remembered that the biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans can use tools, so Xi Yan once took a break and searched on Baidu on a whim:

"What kind of mentality does my boyfriend like to touch my stomach?"

The top answer found was:

"He might want a baby"

Xi Yan: "..."

Xi Yan hesitated, and added a few more keywords:

"I'm a man, what kind of mentality does my boyfriend like to touch my stomach?"

Xi Yan flipped through several pages and didn't see any reliable answers. Finally, he clicked on a link by mistake and went to a strange website. He accidentally saw a statement that didn't have a high rate of overlap with this question, but it fit inexplicably:

"Recently, I really like the stalks where Xiaogong touches Xiaoshou's stomach to see where he can get in."

Xi Yan: "..."

Xi Yan quickly threw the phone away.

Where the hell did he get in!

It is impossible for Zhong Qin to be this kind of Zhong Qin!

That night, before Zhong Qin touched Xi Yan's waist, he was slapped away with a guilty conscience by Xi Yan.

Zhong Qin was confused: "...Huh?"

Soon, the first semester of senior year passed in such an orderly manner with occasional surprises.

As the saying goes, the third year of high school does not endure hardships, but goes home to sell sweet potatoes.

The holidays of the third year of senior high school are far less long than those of the first and second year of senior high school. In the last winter vacation before the college entrance examination, the senior three students started school ten days earlier, and Xi Yan just spent his coming-of-age ceremony in school.

For him, there are blessings, gifts, teachers who are devoted to caring, friends who are always by his side, lovers who are close to each other, and an open road ahead that many people can only dream of.

Xi Yan suddenly felt that the thousand days and nights he had worked so hard to study in the past had really been used wisely.

At the end of February, the third grade of senior high school ushered in the [-]-day swearing-in meeting before the college entrance examination.

Winter is not gone, but spring can be expected.

Wei Bu and Gao Chengliu smiled brightly, and Zhong Qin stood in the office of the head teacher of the third grade group with a broken face, bargaining blankly: "Eight hundred characters, no more."

On the surface, Wei Bu and Gao Chengliu responded to what they said to the big treasure Zhong Qin, but in fact they could use the big treasure... their attitudes were still very consistent.

Wei Bu pretended to be serious: "Isn't that okay, the [-]-word manuscript can only be read a little longer?"

"That's right," Gao Chengliu immediately chimed in, "The swearing-in meeting specially reserved five to seven minutes for you to speak, so you have to write two to three thousand words anyway?"

Wei Botuo gave a long voice and agreed, "This is the last time you speak as a student representative in your high school career. Zhong Qin, you should cherish this rare opportunity."

Zhong Qin was not polite: "I don't want to cherish, can anyone who wants to cherish let others go?"

Wei Bu raised his hand and hammered his shoulder: "Let's go, I'll go see if there is anything I can fine-tune the process of the swearing-in meeting..."

Gao Chengliu stretched his waist: "Director Wei, go slowly, I'm going too... Let's see if those brats in the class are doing their self-study well..."

Zhong Qin: "..."

Zhong Qin continued to remain expressionless, turned and left—quicker than the two people's teachers who said they were going to leave but hadn't left.

Wei Bu and Gao Chengliu looked at the young man's tough and straight back, looked at each other again, and laughed happily.

——When I was admitted to school, I let this kid speak as a student representative and was rejected. It's not that I don't want to report it. Isn't the time coming!

The day of the swearing-in meeting.

The gloomy late winter weather is rarely bright.

Fearing that it would affect the freshmen and sophomores who were attending classes normally, the swearing-in meeting was held on the basketball court downstairs of Shancheng.

With the help of the physical education teacher, Wei Bu moved the podium, set up guest seats, and specially asked an advertising company to design a message wallboard that looks youthful and energetic at first glance.

Xi Yan and the others dragged their benches down the stairs, and Zhong Qin walked beside Xi Yan, holding a few pages of handwritten manuscripts in addition to the bench.

Even though Zhong Qin can write beautiful and good handwriting, Xi Yan still dislikes Zhong Qin's manuscript: "I said...isn't it a necessary skill to learn a god when you give a speech? Why are you so good."

Zhong Qin looked puzzled: "I don't even think about it, you still expect me to recite it?"

Xi Yan yelled: "I am so confident, I can't refute it, poor boy, we ordered Ah Qin to make a speech—"

Although Zhong Qin doesn’t like to speak in public—after all, he has no passion. If everyone is not encouraged after listening to his speech, but their enthusiasm is extinguished, it will be very difficult to end.

But the students in the audience didn't think so.

As long as Zhong Qin stood there, even if he didn't say anything, they would love to watch it!

It's like listening to the god of learning to say a few words can get two more points in the college entrance examination. I don't know why everyone is so superstitious.

There were many agendas for the swearing-in meeting. Before Zhong Qin, there were speeches by the principal, teacher representatives, parent representatives, and well-known alumni guests...but Zhong Qin still had to go to the podium early and wait.

His complexion was very ugly.

Xi Yan held back his laughter, and bumped his arm before leaving: "Don't do this, Ah Qin, I'm watching you from below."

Zhong Qin's complexion improved a bit.

Behind Zhong Qin's waiting area is the custom-made message board.

The principal patted Zhong Qin on the shoulder and handed him a marker pen.

Zhong Qin took it and thought for a moment, and was the first to write a line on the message board:

"Brilliant youth, childish youth"

Considering that the speeches of people from all walks of life were...interesting and long, the students in each class sat and listened.

Xi Yan sat at the end of the queue of boys in Class [-], hiding behind the tall Yang Ziyang, and there was an empty bench behind him, which was Zhong Qin's seat.

Xi Yan zipped up the school uniform and tidied up the neckline neatly.

Everything is as it was at the beginning.

Xi Yan felt in a daze that it was the regrets he had experienced that made his youth complete.

Wei Bu, as the host of the swearing-in meeting, took the microphone and said passionately: "Next, Zhong Qin, a student from Class 32 of Senior High, is invited to speak on stage on behalf of all senior senior students!"

——The little students who had been hypnotized by the long speech before suddenly regained their spirits, all of them widened their eyes and applauded sincerely.

Xi Yan couldn't help but straightened his back and looked up to the podium.

Zhong Qin stood on the podium, lifted the microphone higher, glanced at the tail of the queue in Class 32 from a distance, then retracted his gaze, sorted out the manuscript in his hand, and said seriously: "Respected teacher and guest, dear Classmates, good morning, I am Zhong Qin from Senior Class [-]. It is a great honor to stand here today, on behalf of all senior senior students, to give my last speech before the college entrance examination.”

Xi Yan curled his lips into a snicker, he couldn't find the word "honour" from Zhong Qin's expressionless face.

——But he still quietly blushed amidst the applause again.

The manuscript that Zhong Qin spent more than an hour writing was quite satisfactory. It was nothing more than the old saying of "raising a soldier for a thousand days and using a soldier for a while". I really want him to impassionedly encourage everyone to "go forward without brains, heart and lungs"...Xi Yan He felt that Wei Bu had really made a mistake, so he might as well leave this job to him.

But the complaints belong to the complaints, Xi Yan didn't listen to every word Zhong Qin said.

Zhong Qin on the stage paused, looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces below the stage, and said his conclusion: "We came from September and went to June, and spent three years of cold and heat. The day lasts, and we will seize the day and night for the last hundred-day journey."

"Charity loves courtesy and wisdom, talent and elegance - here, I borrow the school motto of the Fifth Middle School, wishing all the students to distinguish the same river and learn from each other."

Xi Yan raised his head involuntarily, and looked at Shan Chenglou behind Zhong Qin.

The periphery of the teaching building is covered with all kinds of banners, with white characters on a red background, flying in the frosty winter, and will soon usher in the bright sun——

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the sword must be unsheathed!"

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, but there is no limit to learning"

"The horns of the head are towering, the waves ride the wind"

"Neither bitter nor tiring, high school is tasteless!"

……

Serious, unserious, inspirational, and self-entertaining, every word reveals the drive and dreams of young people.

Zhong Qin bowed solemnly to the audience and ended his speech.

But just as he was about to turn around and slip away, a student from an unknown class in the audience suddenly became emotional, and shouted loudly at the podium: "God of Xue! Don't leave, God of Xue! Tell us something unofficial." Bar!"

The classmate's high-pitched voice even echoed in the empty and quiet stadium.

In an instant, a stone stirred up a thousand waves——

"That's right, God of Learning! There are only one hundred days left! Put down the manuscript and tell us something from your heart!"

"I'm looking for a sincere encouragement from a student god!"

"Let's take a sip of God's milk!"

"..."

Wei Bu threw down a sentence of "what is the system?" and wanted to go to the stage to maintain order, but was stopped by the headmaster who was sitting at the head.

The principal smiled very relieved and said, "Let them go."

Wei Bu brushed his hair in embarrassment: "I'm mainly afraid that this kid won't speak human language."

headmaster:"……"

Zhong Qin didn't leave, and it didn't matter if he didn't leave, until Gao Chengliu, who was in the audience, nodded to him... Well, it was forced to stay on the stage for propaganda activities.

Xi Yan held back his internal injuries from laughing at the back of class [-]. He couldn't help it, and he also mingled in the crowd and booed: "Xueshen! Let's make a hundred-day declaration! Bring your brothers and sisters forward!"

I don't know if Zhong Qin heard it or not.

But Zhong Qin still gave a helpless laugh, then folded the manuscript in his hand, put his hands on the microphone again, and said, "You guys are deliberately trying to keep me from getting off the stage."

The audience really burst into laughter.

Zhong Qin's whole body has nothing to do with the word "hustle and bustle" - but he really belongs to this bustling youth.

Zhong Qin thought for a while, and unexpectedly, he said a few words to his classmates.

"Grade 32——" The students in Class 32 who were named immediately cheered, and Zhong Qin said amidst the cheers, "University A is not bad, I will wait for you there."

With just a few words, the audience cheered instantly!

There is no one who does not love the spirit and pride of young people!

"All the students in the third year of high school—" Zhong Qin smiled and picked up his own voice, "I hope I can meet you again in the future."

Zhong Qin will undoubtedly stand in a very high and far place.

The word "encounter" is the most sincere and best wish he can give at this moment.

In the crowd, someone yelled hysterically: "Come on for the college entrance examination—!"

Soon, shouts came and went:

"Come on for the college entrance examination!"

"Hundred days rushed!"

"Let me learn from the dead!"

"I'm going to University A to find Brother Zhong!"

"..."

Zhong Qin silently got off the stage amidst the "group sentiment" full of fighting spirit, and walked quickly back to the class.

He sat down behind Xi Yan, met Xi Yan's gaze looking back at him, and said firmly, "Come on, I'll be with you."

A hundred days are fleeting, and the college entrance examination is coming as scheduled.

Each school randomly draws lots to select the examination room. This year, there is no rule that the school does not choose the examination room.

On the morning of June [-]th, Xi Yan started from home like countless "everydays" in the past, but this time he finally left the house early this time.

He didn't let Wenxia and grandma see him off, but made an appointment with Ding Xuan at the bus stop in front of Huating as usual.

When Xi Yan got off the bus and changed trains, Ding Xuan had arrived uncharacteristically—the boys who grew up together leaned crookedly on the side of the platform, waiting for the bus for 2 minutes, and then Zhong Qin, who was slowly coming down from the bus, arrived .

On the morning of the exam, it was rare for Zhong Qin not to go for a walk with the dog first.

The teenagers stood side by side, on the way to school, the way to the college entrance examination room, and the way to embrace the future.

It seems to be this one all the time, and it seems to be accompanied by the refreshing gardenia fragrance in June.

Xi Yan was sitting in his familiar classroom, and his familiar invigilator stood on the podium.

He suddenly felt very lucky.

Because the college entrance examination is like an ordinary monthly exam in the fifth middle school-so grand, but actually very ordinary.

Before the official exam, Xi Yan briefly let go of his thoughts, recalling the greeting card he wrote to Zhong Qin before the college entrance examination:

"May we travel day and night to have a splendid life together..."

At that time, he felt a little nasty after writing this sentence, so he clicked a string of ellipses, but in the end he wrote those so-called nasty words verbatim:

"From now on, you are my mountains and seas, my backbone and heart, and I am as bright as a star, and you are the youthful heart that will never fade in this life"

Xi Yan withdrew his thoughts, raised the corners of his mouth and wrote down his name neatly on the test paper.

——He has always believed that a name is a special symbol, and a name can represent a kind of destiny.

Xi Yan, Zhong Qin.

Xi Yan smiled, the brightening sunlight filled the young man's eyes, warm and high-spirited, gentle and tenacious.

Encounter is a wedding feast, love for a lifetime.

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