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After the curtain call, Fang Ling, who got off the stage, took out his mobile phone and saw Weng Ruo organizing a midnight snack in the class.

A group of people deducted 1

"Senior, do you want to have supper together later?" Ban Jing asked with a smile.

Fang Ling turned the phone over to show the other party a look, "Probably not, there is an event in my class, and I promised to go before the party started."

"Okay then." Ban Jing regretted.

But she turned and said: "Senior, can we make an appointment for tomorrow? There will be a party tomorrow. After the curtain call, let's have a supper together. It will be a successful conclusion to this cooperation. "

Geng Mingzhe leaned over, "Yes, yes, yes, it must come to a successful conclusion, and the seniors must go to the supper tomorrow night!"

Miao Wan also came over, and the three of them looked at Fang Ling with six eyes.

Fang Ling couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, let's have a supper together after the curtain call tomorrow night."

After confirming the matter, Fang Ling went to the lounge to change back into his school uniform, and handed over his suit and dress to the school staff for dry cleaning, and he would bring it back tomorrow.

Fang Ling came out after changing clothes, but was stopped by a boy he didn't know.

"Hello senior, I'm Ren Xing from Class 18 ([-]) in high school, I want to ask the senior..." The boy said later, his handsome face flushed slightly, "Do you like boys?"

Fang Ling paused, and probably understood the purpose of the other party's visit, "I have a partner."

In the face of the other party who instantly became pale and lost, Fang Ling continued, "And there are six more, and the total score adds up to seven hundred and five."

The boy was stunned, and was about to rejoice, but he heard Fang Ling say again: "You should know the importance of the college entrance examination, even if I don't say it, so I personally don't plan to fall in love before the college entrance examination."

Although he was rejected, the boy didn't feel too sad. Instead, he asked enthusiastically, "Which university do you plan to go to, senior?"

Fang Ling: "Big A."

"Seniors, come on, I want to get into A University too! Then I'll go to the seniors after I go to college!!" The boy's voice was full of energy.

After chatting for a few more words, the other party left. Fang Ling turned around and wanted to go to the dining hall. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Zhao Shun standing not far away.

To be precise, Zhao Shun, who was holding a cloth bag, was standing in a dim place, and he didn't know when he came and how long he had been standing there.

The eyes of the two met lightly, Fang Ling stood still, Zhao Shun rolled his Adam's apple, and quickly stepped forward.

Zhao Shun whispered, "Fang Ling..."

Fang Ling raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Shun was depressed for a few seconds, and said sullenly, "I came to see you for supper."

Fang Ling really wanted to have supper. After working all night, he was very hungry now, "Okay, let's go to the cafeteria, the squad leader and the others should be there."

But he just took a step, and heard Zhao Shun say: "Fang Ling, can you give me 3 minutes?"

Zhao Shun should be a little nervous, his voice was tense, like a steel wire stretched to the extreme.

Fang Ling's eyes fell on the corners of his tight mouth and the back of his hands with slightly bruised veins, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally nodded.

Zhao Shun's heart relaxed, and he let out a long breath, "Then follow me."

There were people coming and going here, and there was no atmosphere at all, so he didn't want to confess to Fang Ling here again.

Yes, Zhao Shun still decided to confess, even though he just heard with his own ears that Fang Ling rejected a boy and said that he would not fall in love before the college entrance examination.

He wants to tell Fang Ling that his feelings for him have not changed and will not change.

Following Zhao Shun, Fang Ling came out from the side door of the great hall.Although it was past ten o'clock, the lights on both sides of the great hall were not turned off, and the lights fell on the evergreen plants that were pruned into patterns next to it, as if covering it with a light and beautiful light coat.

The side door is at the back, and it takes a long circle to get to the dining hall, so no one else is there.

There are only Fang Ling and Zhao Shun.

After the party, everything was quiet, and it seemed that only each other's breath was left in this small world.

Zhao Shun stood still, and when his eyes turned to Fang Ling, his heart began to beat crazily.

The most magnificent person on the stage was standing in front of him at this moment, looking at him with a smile on his face and elegant eyes.

This gave Zhao Shun the illusion that his confession later... might be successful.

This recognition made his heartbeat intensify again, hot and excited.

Zhao Shun quickly lowered his head, moved his eyes away by holding something, and calmed himself down a little.

He took out a light card from his bag, and flicked the button on.

Only then did Fang Ling discover that the bag Zhao Shun was holding was full of light signs, and when the party was over, he actually took back the light signs.

The small light board flashes, and the row of red hearts on it also flashes, and on both sides of the small light board, there is a Pikachu with his hands open, as if to welcome the string of hearts.

A smile flashed across Fang Ling's eyes.

Zhao Shun summoned up his courage and said, "I, I must have eaten a lot of salt."

Fang Ling was stunned, unable to react.

Zhao Shun's voice trembled a little, "Otherwise, why do I miss you so much all the time?"

Fang Ling couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

It's a rustic love story again, can Zhao Shun stop coming here all the time, he really can't keep up...

Fang Ling laughed, but Zhao Shun became less nervous, "Fang Ling, I like you, and I want to be your boyfriend!"

Fang Ling didn't answer but instead asked, "Did you hear what I just said to that junior?"

Zhao Shun, who had just regained his strength just now, seemed like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle, and then suddenly withered again, "I heard that."

Fang Ling nodded, "Since you heard it, I think you already know my answer."

Zhao Shun lowered his head slowly, like a big dog whose flesh and bones have been thrown away and kicked, "Fang Ling, I know that you're going to be admitted to A University, I know..."

Fang Ling felt that he still had something to say later, so he didn't rush and waited quietly.

"I also know that you have many suitors, but..." His eyes gathered a stubborn light, "But Fang Ling, can you remember that I was the first to get an account with you, when you want to fall in love , can you consider me first?"

After witnessing a junior confess to Fang Ling and being rejected as well, Zhao Shun actually had a premonition that his confession tonight had more than half the probability of not being successful.

But it doesn't matter if the confession is not accepted, he just wants Fang Ling to remember "in order", and not to leave him behind because of someone who suddenly appeared.

"Is it okay?" Zhao Shun asked in a low voice, a little uneasy and cautious, like a big dog after being kicked away, slowly rubbing its wet and soft nose.

Fang Ling looked at him, as if he saw Zhao Shun who had chased him all the way to the gate of Oxford University. At that time, Zhao Shun had a limp on his left foot and couldn't walk very well.

In the early winter when it was snowing heavily, Zhao Shun stopped him at the school gate, and said in a low voice that he had taken an account with him first, and if he could wait for him to fall in love, he would be his priority.

He still remembered that at that time Zhao Shun had grown a short beard, and his eyes were bloodshot red, but his whole body felt like he was shrinking into a ball, looking like a bully, exactly the same as his current state.

Fang Ling looked at Zhao Shun until he was so nervous that his palms were sweating, so he nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Shun immediately smiled and relaxed, "That's good, that's good! Let's go, I'll invite you to the dining hall for supper."

Fang Ling pursed his lips and smiled, and walked the outer circle with him instead of entering the hall.

"Are there lights in your bag?" Fang Ling asked suddenly while walking.

"Oh, yes!" Zhao Shun dared not admit anything.

Fang Ling looked down.

Since the bag was carried by Zhao Shun in a normal way, he could vaguely see a lot of light boards inside it from a bird's-eye view.

Fang Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, "Who suggested you to buy a light board?"

Zhao Shun pressed her in a low voice, "I thought of it myself. I have a star-chaser cousin who clamors all day long to make noodles for my brother. I thought you must have noodles too."

As for how to have a face-to-face meeting, this is not a problem for Zhao Shun, he goes online to find a way by himself.

Fang Ling snorted and said, "Why did you recycle this row of noodles?"

Without thinking about it, Zhao Shun said, "Of course I have to take it back, I won't give it to them!"

This is a custom-made light sign with Fang Ling's name written on it, and he will take it back no matter what he says.

As for the cultural gala tomorrow night, Zhao Shun didn't think it would be a big problem, and it would be fine to send out the light signs at that time.

Fang Ling smiled without saying a word.

Zhao Shun glanced sideways at him secretly, and the person beside him shone a layer of warm velvet light under the light, looking a little more cute than usual, Zhao Shun's little heart, which had just returned to normal frequency, began to work hard again I'm dancing.

"Fang Ling, you, what are your plans for New Year's Day?" Zhao Shun asked for a topic.

Fang Ling frowned, "There should be no special arrangements, it seems that the New Year's Day in the third year of senior high school is no different from ordinary weekends."

There is one day off on New Year's Day, including last weekend, a total of three days.But that's just the first and second grades of high school, and there are not so many fakes in the third year of high school.

Fang Ling added: "There should be a lot of papers by then, and I will probably do the papers at home."

Zhao Shun asked in a low voice: "Can we write papers together? You can come to my house, or I can go to your house. If you encounter physics problems, I can teach you!"

Fang Ling nodded.

Zhao Shun was grinning, smiling, and was suddenly pulled by Fang Ling, pulling him violently towards him.

Zhao Shun felt his heartbeat stop.

"Looking at the road, there is a puddle ahead." Fang Ling explained.

Zhao Shun took a closer look and saw that there was indeed a puddle, and it was less than one meter away from him.

Both sides are short planting strips. Although it is winter, it does not mean that there is no need for watering at all. The janitor will water some occasionally.

I probably didn't pay attention when I used the water gun, and a little water accumulated in the slightly low-lying place in front.

Oh, he was mistaken.

In Zhao Shun's heart, the little man who had just put on the turf skirt took off the skirt silently.

***

The New Year's Day Gala lasted for two consecutive nights. The students watched it with great interest, and so did the teachers.

After all, the equipment in the Jinghai Great Hall is really good. It's like watching a concert. You can occasionally see close-ups, which greatly satisfy your visual and auditory senses.

Class Nine's "New Drunken Concubine" lived up to expectations, and in the expectation of Zhang Zhiguo and Class Nine students, it successfully won the first prize of this year's cultural gala.

Even if "The Drunken Concubine" was performed on the first night, the battery life was super strong, and Fang Ling had to be the master of ceremonies, so that every time he went up to announce the curtain, someone shouted loudly——

"Concubine!"

There were boys and girls who shouted. Fang Ling would be stunned at first, but after that, he could continue to announce the scene calmly.

On the contrary, Zhao Shun, every time he heard "Imperial Concubine", his complexion would turn a little stinky, and when the party was completely over, his whole face would be black as hell.

But no matter how reluctant Zhao Shun was, Fang Ling still became popular in Jinghai No. [-] Middle School.

During Saturday morning self-study, strange boys and girls wandered outside Class [-], like little squirrels, curious and cautious, looking inside.

Tan Feizhou asked curiously, only to find out that she was a junior and junior student in the first and second grades of high school.

But this situation didn't last long, because... it was a holiday.

This year's New Year's Day just happened to be on a Sunday, and the first and second year of senior high school had a holiday starting at noon on Saturday, and they came back to study late on Monday night.

The third-level seniors who were approaching the college entrance examination did not have such a good treatment. They had an extra afternoon of self-study on Saturday, and they were not allowed to leave school until they finished the self-study class.

There is a one-day holiday on New Year's Day on Sunday, and then a half-day holiday on Monday morning, and return to school in the afternoon.

"It's finally a holiday, ah~ I miss my mother's chicken soup!"

"Damn, why are there so many papers? It's called a holiday, but it's actually a different place to write the papers."

"Fuck the basics, who made us now in the third year of high school."

Tan Feizhou was packing up the books he was going to take home to read. When he turned his head, he saw Fang Ling walking outside the classroom with a water bottle. The one with the books and papers, isn’t it sinking?”

The papers for the third year of high school are all incarnations of snowflakes. If you don't take them home and write them, you won't be able to finish them.

Fang Ling smiled: "I won't go home this holiday."

"Ah?" Tan Feizhou was shocked.

Zhao Shun, who was also packing up his things, suddenly stopped.

Fang Ling explained: "My mother has something to do temporarily, and I can't make it back on New Year's Day. No one is at home, so I thought I might as well spend New Year's Day at school. Maybe my study efficiency will be higher."

Not every student in Jinghai No. [-] Middle School will go home after the holidays. Some students live far away, such as those in the next city, and they only go back every two or three months.

During the holidays, the teaching buildings and dormitories do not have water and electricity, and the third floor of the canteen and the supermarket are open as usual, which is convenient for students who do not go home to study.

Tan Feizhou cheered him on, "Then you should work hard in school and get your physics grades back as soon as possible, otherwise I will eat you alive when I see the physicist too."

Fang Ling smiled and nodded, "Yes."

The mid-term grades have improved compared to the monthly exams, and he believes that by the end of the semester, he will definitely pass physics.

Then use the second half semester of the third year of high school to raise physics and mathematics to above the excellent score.

The students packed up their things and left one after another with their bags on their backs.

When Fang Ling came back after fetching water, there were already a few people left in the classroom.Among them, Zhao Shun was impressively listed.

This guy brought a backpack. Just now, Fang Ling saw him stuffing books into the backpack, but now, he put the backpack on the box, and it looked flat. It seemed that all the books inside had been taken out. .

"Aren't you going home?" Fang Ling glanced at his backpack.

Zhao Shun plausibly said: "I won't go back this holiday. Studying makes me happy. I want to continue studying at school."

Fang Ling: "Oh~"

Zhao Shun saw that there was a bit of teasing on his face, and the tips of his ears turned red, "If you don't go home, then I won't go home either. I want to stay with you."

Fang Ling smiled and shook his head, "You don't have to do this, New Year's Day is a holiday anyway, maybe Auntie will be at home waiting for you to celebrate New Year's Day together."

Zhao Shun didn't care, "My mother only cares about big festivals like the Spring Festival. Last year, on New Year's Day, she went hiking with my father. She wasn't at home at all. My brother and I still went out to eat, and..."

He paused when he said this, the redness from the tips of his ears spread to his face, and his eyes became a little twinkle, "When the paper is finished at night, we can go to the rooftop to watch the stars together, or go to the playground at night."

Just thinking about that scene, Zhao Shun's whole body is bubbling with beauty, and the villain in his heart tends to dance in a grass skirt again.

In addition, he actually has another plan that he cannot tell Fang Ling for the time being.

Ding Dayan and You Su in his dormitory are both from this city, and they must go home every holiday.The people in Fangling's dormitory also seem to be from this city, and they should also go back.

If everyone except them is gone by then, can he invite Fang Ling to come to his dormitory, or he can go to the next door to visit!

Then he could be alone with Fang Ling again.

It's perfect~