Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

In the end, the art festival was set on Christmas Day. Recently, when the class was over, the three of them were turning fans at the back of the classroom. Nie Wuyi kept pulling Jiang Yun to teach him how to turn the fan. Simple, how come it is so difficult to turn?"

"It's what you call knowing at first glance, and throwing away as soon as you do it." Song Yu had already learned the essence from Jiang Yun, and he turned his fan like a thief.

Nie Wu made up his mind and said: "I decided not to sleep tonight, and I will practice fanning all night."

Jiang Yun advised him, "You'd better not be so excited, or you will be the biggest joke in the whole school when you come on stage tomorrow."

Song Yu: "Hahahaha, when the time comes, you will have two dark circles under your eyes, and you won't need any makeup at all. You will be the originator of smoky makeup by then."

They were spinning their fans here, when suddenly a group of girls came outside the classroom, they flocked to the back door of their classroom, gave Jiang Yun and Song Yu a table full of small gift boxes, and ran away.

???

Jiang Yun opened it and took a look. Every gift box contained apples. He didn't understand, and asked strangely, "What are they doing? I don't like apples."

Song Yu explained to him: "Because today is Christmas Eve, you have to eat apples on Christmas Eve."

Jiang was puzzled, he had never heard of this festival.

Song Yu said again: "Jiang Yun, aren't you going to give someone an apple?"

Jiang Dao was stunned, and asked: "What kind of person should I give it to?"

"Give it to someone you like, or..." Song Yu thought for a while and said, "Or someone you want to be grateful for."

He looked at the pile of apples on Song Yu's table that was almost out of place, and decided not to give them to him. After all, he had received so many apples, and this one was not bad for him.

Therefore, Jiang Yun automatically ignored the previous sentence and focused on remembering the latter sentence.

Those who want to be grateful...

It seems that there really is such a thing.

He opened the button of his phone and sent a message to Bottle Dance, "Where are you?"

After a while, during class, the bottle danced and returned to him.

"Classroom, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yun put down his phone, looked at Song Yu, and called his name.

"Ah?" Song Yu turned around guiltily, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yun said, "Give me an apple."

Song Yu looked surprised, "Huh??? Don't you have so many? Why do you want mine?"

"Give it away." Jiang Yun answered concisely.

"Then you take yours and send it."

Jiang Yun said coyly: "They gave it to me, and I will give it to someone else, it's not good."

Song Yu squinted at him: "Then just take mine and deliver it?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Yun replied confidently.

Song Yu chose the ugliest-looking gift box for him, and reluctantly said: "Take it and take it." He muttered softly, "It's very active to give it to others, why don't you see me give it to me?"

He still couldn't help asking curiously: "Who are you going to give it to?"

Jiang fainted with a smile, "Secret."

Only then did he pick up his phone again and send a message to Bottle Dance.

"I'd like to give you a present to express my gratitude."

The bottle danced back quickly: "Oh, you're welcome, I said we won't meet."

Jiang Yun refused to give up, he must give this apple out today, "Tell me a place, I'll put it down for you and leave."

The bottle danced with a surprised face, "Huh? Then you can leave it at the No. [-] gate of the rooftop. I'll pick it up when I'm free."

"you sure?"

"Yes."

"it is good."

After class, Jiang Huan really took the apple to the roof of the building. The students in the corridor saw Jiang Huan walking up to the sixth floor with an apple, and all of them gave me melon-eating looks.

"Who is Jiang Han going to give apples to?"

Some curious female students followed Jiang Yun up to the sixth floor, but when they saw him, they didn't go to any classroom, but walked up to the rooftop above.

"Hey, who did Jiang Yun invite to meet on the rooftop?"

After they followed up, they didn't see anyone else on the rooftop, only Jiang Yun put the gift box on the table on the left side of Gate 1, and then left.

Jiang Yun looked back and saw so many people eating melons on the stairs, he skipped them and walked down the stairs.

Someone asked: "Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun, who did you give the apple to?"

Jiang Yun returned lightly, "No one, just worshiping heaven."

So, his apples were really sacrificed on the rooftop for a whole day.

Song Yu originally wanted to wait until evening self-study to secretly go and get it back, but according to his observation of the situation outside that day, it's better not to act rashly.

There were too many eyes staring at it outside, not only that, this incident was also posted on the post bar, and the title was "Who is the mysterious person who made an appointment with Jiang Yun on the rooftop?"

There was a bunch of heated discussions below, and Song Yu sat in the classroom watching it with horror, because there was a speech on the first floor, and he guessed that the mysterious person was himself!

Served.

He immediately replied on that floor, "If you don't obey the wall, I will obey you! Ren Song Yu and Jiang Yun are at the same table. Is it necessary to send an apple with such a big fanfare to let you all know?"

After a while, many people came to praise him, thinking that what he said made sense.

The post bar incident was still brewing, Jiang Yun never read the post bar, so he didn't know that such a small action of his had caused a heated discussion among so many people in the school.

Song Yu showed Jiang Yun the phone, "Look, you're hot again."

"Ah?" Jiang Yun took a look, then said speechlessly, "They are really busy."

He saw a message pop up on his mobile phone, which was sent by the bottle dancing, "There is a ghost inside, terminate the transaction."

Jiang Yun: "... Nervous. Are you really not coming to get the apple?"

Bottle dancing: "I won't come, it's too scary."

After the evening self-study and school, Jiang Yun dragged Song Yu to the rooftop to fetch the apple that was worshiped to heaven. Jiang Yun held the apple and said, "Poor, no one wants you."

He threw it to Song Yu again, "Hey, I'll see you off."

Song Yu: "???"

Song Yu was surprised: "You gave me my apple?"

Jiang Yun: "This is different."

"What's the difference?"

Jiang Yun explained solemnly: "This is the holy fruit that has been condensed after a day of cold wind and a day of scorching sun. It not only contains the divine power bestowed on you by the gods, but also I... have deep respect for you. Deep love."

"What?" Song Yu felt for the first time that Jiang Yun was also a sophomore in middle school, and must have been brought into the pit by himself, "Are you sure it's a holy fruit, not a Christmas apple?"

Jiang Yun nodded, patted him on the shoulder and said, "So, are you going to refuse my gift?"

"Can't I accept it? I'll take it home and confess it. I'll treasure all your love for me."

Jiang Yun smiled, "Yes."

Song Yu pushed him and cursed, "You can do it? You can use a hammer!"

Song Yu took the apple back home. He unpacked the box and took out a small sticky note on the apple, with nine characters written on it, "Thank you, bottle dancer."

That was written by Jiang Yun to himself.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and finally turned into a wanton laugh. He put the apple away and placed it in front of the desk. He was not willing to eat it. He just stared at the apple for a long time. This is the apple he received. Best Christmas Eve gift ever.

The art festival was held as scheduled the next day, and they gathered at the school early in the morning.

"Singing and dancing competitions during the day and chorus competitions at night, the school is really cruel. I'm afraid I'll waste an extra day of study, and I won't let it go even at night." Nie Wuyi complained wildly.

Song Yu rolled his eyes, "Do you know why most concerts are held at night?"

Nie Wuyi shook his head, "It's impossible to sell more light sticks, right?"

Song Yu snapped his fingers and said, "Bingo, you're not stupid, how can singing during the day have the atmosphere at night?"

Nie Wuyi: "That makes sense. No wonder they bought so many light sticks."

Song Yu summoned everyone to the dance studio and rehearsed the dance for the last time. Everyone has now changed into uniform black clothes and pants.

Song Yu saw that the four girls were all dressed up very nicely. Not only did each of them put on exquisite makeup, but they also took care of their hair differently.There are two girls with twin ponytails. One half of their hair is highlighted and dyed in one color, one is red and the other is blue. Standing together, they just echo each other.

Another girl wears a single high ponytail and a small braid, and the other has shoulder-length short hair. All four of them are wearing black high-waisted sweaters with red ribbons around their waists. They all look cool. provoke.

At this time, Jiang Wang and Han Xing came to find them. Song Yu saw that the two of them came just in time. Han Xing had short hair and never tied his hair up. Jiang Wang always had his hair tied up. You must be looking for her, Song Yu Yu pulled Jiang Wang and asked, "Did you wear a small rubber band?"

"No." Jiang Wang Meng shook his head circularly.

"I have!" Han Xing jumped out and said.

Song Yu: "Huh? You don't tie your hair up and you still wear a rubber band? You girls are really weird."

Han Xing took out a small black rubber band from his bag and gave it to him, proudly said: "We girls are so weird!"

Song Yu: "Where is the comb? Do you have it?"

"Yes, yes, I have everything." Han Xing dumped all the things in her bag on the table, including all kinds of cosmetics.

"Jiang Yun, come here and sit down." Song Yu called Jiang Yun over.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yun suspected that he was going to do something bad.

"No reason, just help you do some work, polish your color, and tie your hair." Song Yu motioned for Nie Wuyi and the others to help him sit down in front of the mirror.

Jiang Yun was forced to sit on a stool and looked at Song Yu holding a small comb in his hand. He picked up a lock of hair on his head, compared it with the mirror, and then started to do it when he thought it was feasible. .

He combed the broken hair in front of his forehead, but he only combed a small section in the middle, and then combed it back, and tied it with a rubber band to form a small knot, and the hair on both sides still hung down naturally.

Song Yu poked the little boy with his fingers in satisfaction, "Jiang Wang, come and draw eyeliner for your brother."

"I refuse!" Jiang Yun stood up from the stool, but was pushed down by Song Yu again, "Jiang Wang, come on, get started."

"Good." Jiang Wang took out an eyeliner, but Jiang Yun looked at her with cold eyes, so she didn't dare to use it.

Jiang Yun trembled from the stare, "Brother Song Yu, my brother will kill me."

Song Yu said: "Then you press him, and I will draw."

"Okay." The two of them exchanged places.

Jiang Yun looked at Song Yu who was bending over to approach him, his eyes were still cold, "Do you think I wouldn't dare to kill you if it were you?"

Song Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yes, I just have this confidence."

He reached out and put his index finger and thumb on his chin, keeping his face still.

Jiang Yun saw Song Yu's handsome face, only a punch away from him. He even wore a red headband on his forehead today. The dazzling red made his skin more beautiful than snow, like jade. White.

His chestnut hair is fluffed to the sides, and the slightly curly hair is slightly raised, making him more playful and cute.

Seeing that he still wanted to resist, Song Yu said, "Jiang Yun, just this time, the Lifetime series, just obey me."

Nie Wuyi couldn't help but said: "Jiang Yun, you promise him quickly, if you don't agree, then I'll fuck him."

Jiang Yun: "..." If others don't know, they think this is a marriage proposal?