cute and cool

In a few days it will be July 7th.

Cheng Wang called not too many people, most of them were classmates in the class, and Qiao Beixin knew almost all of them.

These good students are usually too focused on their studies, so that they really don't know how to relax and have fun when they really come to a place where they can relax and have fun.

Everyone ate, went to KTV to sing, and finally gave gifts to Cheng Wang, and went home.

When returning, Cheng Wang called Cheng Jing to pick it up, and he stuffed large and small gift boxes into Cheng Jing's trunk.

After all the students left, only Qiao Beixin stood far away at the entrance of the KTV, and waited until Cheng Wang was surrounded by only his elder brother, then stepped forward and handed over the rectangular box in his pocket to Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang's people are so careless, and he is in a hurry to receive gifts, and he can't remember who gave what.

He took the box, stroked the packaging on the outer surface with his fingertips, and smiled.

"What is it?"

Qiao Beixin didn't give a shit, and said honestly: "It's still a pen, I really don't know what to give, don't think I'm not creative."

"I won't dislike it," Cheng Wang kept smiling throughout the night, "The previous one was too expensive! I don't dare to use it normally, but this one is just right, I will use this one from now on!"

The packing box is very small, compared to the one sitting in the trunk of Cheng Jing's car, it can be regarded as insignificant.

Qiao Beixin's eyes drifted to the hill piled up with birthday presents, and for the first time, he felt a little inferior when compared to those beautifully packaged and expensive things at first glance.

No matter how frugal he and Liang Yilan were, they couldn't just buy the latest Lego and limited-edition sneakers as birthday presents like those classmates.

He had picked out the most exquisite-looking packaging in the store, but compared with those gifts, it still looked rough and cheap.

What annoyed Qiao Beixin even more was that this was a birthday present for the boy he liked.

He rubbed his fingers, and put his hands in his pockets to cover up, "But it's very cheap, only 300 yuan, don't hold it against you."

Cheng Wang was standing at the back of the car sorting things out. Hearing this, he stretched out his head and said, "How could it be! Gifts are just a formality. Isn't the original intention of everyone giving gifts to wish me a happy birthday?"

He pressed the switch of the trunk door, patted the ashes on his hands, ran to Qiao Beixin in a few steps, and continued: "Could it be that the things others give are more expensive, and he is more sincere in wishing me a happy birthday? Little Joe’s gift is not as expensive as him, so don’t you sincerely wish me happiness?”

Qiao Beixin was almost dizzy from the series of questions. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Of course not."

He looked at Cheng Wang's smiling face, as if he had easily soothed his anxiety a little.

Cheng Wang did have such an ability, his happiness could easily infect him.

He said: "I hope you are happy and happy more than anyone else."

Cheng Wang was immersed in joy, he didn't notice anything special about this sentence, and he didn't even notice the strong emotion contained in these few words.

He just nodded heavily, "That's it!"

After returning home, Cheng Wang unwrapped the birthday presents one by one, and sat on the carpet to be silly.

Finally, he touched the pen that Qiao Beixin gave him in the corner.

It is a mint green fountain pen.

It was much lighter than the one Qiao Beixin gave him before, and the color looked younger, just the style suitable for eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys.

Cheng Wang sucked up his ink, found a new homework book with no name written on it, and wrote his name on the title page.

The newly unpacked fountain pen is a bit astringent, not smooth enough, and the roughness of the friction between the pen tip and the paper is also more obvious.

But Cheng Wang is not a professional after all, and he doesn't have a clear understanding of these feelings. He just looked at his handwriting and felt narcissistically that he had really made progress.

The more he watched, the happier he became, and he couldn't help taking out his phone to take a picture for Qiao Beixin.

-Smashing a big orange: Is there any progress!

-Smashing a big orange: ()

Soon, Qiao Beixin replied with "yes", and then asked "do you like it".

Cheng Wang replied: I like it!

Another emoji of a little rabbit hugging a carrot.

Qiao Beixin didn't reply, and Cheng Wang didn't stay any longer, and his attention was quickly attracted by other gifts.

On the other side, Qiao Beixin was sitting in the living room looking at his mobile phone.

He had just finished his homework and received a message from Cheng Wang when he came out to peel fruit.

He casually put the half-cut watermelon on the dining table, with the fruit knife still inserted obliquely.in the watermelon pulp.

Liang Yilan wondered why it took so long for his son, who was always nimble, to cut a watermelon.

When she came out, she saw her son sitting at the table, looking at something with a focused and gentle expression.

Liang Yilan is someone who has been there, so you can guess from his expression.She covered her mouth and smiled secretly, and went back to her bedroom without disturbing her son.

The last summer vacation before entering the third year of high school passed by both long and fast.Cheng Wang felt that his birthday was still yesterday, but school will start tomorrow.

According to the practice of independent high schools, on the last Friday of September, there will be a coming-of-age ceremony for senior high school students, which means that they are no longer immature children and start to plan for their own future, which also means that the entire high school, and even The most important exam in their entire student life is right in front of their eyes.

Every student changed into a winter school uniform, making the students look youthful and foreign.

On such an occasion, a student representative must be selected to speak on stage. The boy sitting next to Cheng Wang poked him and asked, "Who is the student representative this year? Is it Qiao Beixin?"

Cheng Wang leaned into him and whispered, "It doesn't seem to be, I heard it's a girl."

It really wasn't Qiao Beixin, because...

He couldn't read the manuscript with eloquence and cadence.

The grade leader said with a headache: "Can you be a little youthful? You——you put on a face of going to the execution ground to be tortured, are you trying to scare your classmates to death?"

Qiao Beixin twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to use her fullest emotions to read the manuscript again.

But the manuscript was only half read, and Qiao Beixin gave up by herself: "Forget it, teacher, find someone else, I can't read it."

The grade leader had intended this for a long time, but he couldn't say it out of face, but he was relieved after hearing the words.

So this time, the student representative was replaced by another girl whose grades were comparable to Qiao Beixin's.

The coming-of-age ceremony didn't take long, and the real waste of time was taking photos with classmates and grades afterwards.

The size of the auditorium is so large that at most two classes can take a group photo on stage at the same time, and the others can only wait below.

Cheng Wang sat on the seat boredly, listening to the girls in the class chattering.

For this group photo, many girls quietly put on light makeup.The grade group photo is not necessarily strictly divided according to the class, they have such a small opportunity to take a photo with the handsome boys in the grade.

A girl from another class behind him patted him on the shoulder: "Cheng Wang Cheng Wang, someone in our class wants to stand in front of you!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged back by the girl beside him covering her mouth with a flushed face.

The boys in Cheng Wang's class were coaxing "hey hey" again, only the subject had black lines all over his head.

At this time, the grade leader waved to their class and signaled everyone to take the class as a unit and go out to the playground to take a group photo of the whole grade.

It is still a little troublesome to arrange the seats for the whole grade, but some people's heights are placed there, no matter how they are arranged, they are destined to only stand in the top row.

When Cheng Wang walked up, Qiao Beixin was already standing there.

He greeted happily: "Hey Xiao Qiao! Long time no see."

Qiao Beixin nodded with a smile: "Long time no see."

Before the two could say a few more words, the photographer shouted hoarsely in front: "You two! Stand in the middle! It's you! Stop chatting!! Stand in the middle!!!"

The person standing in the middle made a gesture to come and catch Cheng Wang.

The man yelled: "Why don't you let me stand in the middle! Isn't it so good-looking! I've been upset with this big orange for a long time. Watch me peel and eat him today!"

Cheng Wang was grabbed by his shoulders and shook back and forth, yelling, "I'm so dizzy! Help!"

Qiao Bei squeezed in between the two of them carelessly, dragged Cheng Wang to stand in the middle, and said, "Stand up quickly, the photographer has been urging you."

After the messy students finally found their positions according to the requirements, the photographer didn't want to talk any more, and didn't even bother to ask them to pay attention to their expressions and smile more.He just weakly raised his left hand to compare the numbers, counting down the seconds.

Three seconds later, the group photo of all the senior three students of Zili High School was taken.

The two boys in the middle of the photo are particularly conspicuous: the one on the left has red lips and white teeth, smiling tenderly and affectionately at the camera; the one on the right has a cold face.

After the coming-of-age ceremony, the school graciously gave them a holiday and didn't let them go back for evening self-study.

The students in the class made an appointment to have dinner together for the last carnival, Cheng Wang: "...No, it's still half a year away, what is the 'last carnival'?"

Then he took a step and walked in front of everyone, "Let's go, eat at xx's, that's delicious."

There are a few shopping malls nearby, but most of them are expensive, and there are only a few that are suitable for the consumption level of students.

When Cheng Wang and his group arrived at the store, they opened the door and saw that a group of people had almost taken over the entire hall.

The advantage of having fewer students in the grade is that everyone looks familiar to each other.

The monitor of class one said enthusiastically: "What a coincidence, you are here too."

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