Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Years later, they joined the ranks of the art examination army. Fortunately, they only had one goal - B movie, so they didn't have to run around.

But B Film, as the top art academy in the country, naturally has very strict requirements.There were four exams for both the directing department and the acting department, and it took half a month to finish all the exams.

When Wen Xiaoyu came out of the Acting Department building, He Xiran who had finished the exam before him was already waiting for him downstairs.Because the weather was too cold, He Xiran jumped around like a little white rabbit, exhaling white air from his mouth.

He quickened his pace and whistled.He Xiran turned back abruptly, and ran over bouncingly: "Why are you so slow, I'm about to freeze to death."

Wen Xiaoyu opened his arms to catch him, opened his padded jacket and wrapped him in his arms, asking, "How did you do in the exam?"

"Then there's no need to ask?" He Xiran raised a bright smile.

Wen Xiaoyu especially likes to see him playful, and always feels that when he smiles, the whole world is lit up.He rubbed his head and said, "Are you hungry? Let's have something to eat before going to the airport."

"Hmm! Let's go eat roast duck. I didn't have an appetite a few days ago. I can eat a whole duck now!" He Xiran eagerly said.

"Go, I have to stuff it for you if I can't eat it."

Wen Xiaoyu walked out with his arms around his shoulders, but suddenly heard someone calling his name not far away.

He Xiran was more vigilant than him, and turned his head away as soon as he heard the word "Wen".

I saw Bai An running over in a hurry, his original black hair was dyed maroon, and the wind blew his forehead hair up, revealing his pure white forehead.He only wore a thin cotton coat, which looked very thin in such a season.

He ran in front of the two of them, brushed his hair, and wore a silver earring on his left ear. Wen Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to it, but He Xiran could see it clearly.

"Fortunately, I caught up." He said with a breathless smile, "I knew you had the exam, but I didn't dare to make a phone call. Where are you going now?"

The last sentence was asked to Wen Xiaoyu, but before Wen Xiaoyu could speak, He Xiran rushed to say: "We are going to the airport to catch the plane."

Bai An looked at his phone and said regretfully, "Is it in such a hurry? What time is the flight? I still want to treat you to dinner."

The last time they quarreled like that just because of a few messages from this person.Now looking at Bai An's appearance face to face, He Xiran's jealousy surged up again, and he stared at him and asked, "Why do we ask you to treat me to dinner? Are we going to use thanking Wen Xiaoyu as an excuse? Haven't you already done well?" Have you ever thanked me?"

He transformed, from the little white rabbit just now into a little rooster in fighting mode, flapping his wings to peck people.

Bai An's face was a little pale by his teasing, and he forced a smile and said, "The last time was only because of work needs, I have no other intentions."

Seeing his look of being bullied, He Xiran became even angrier: "Did I say you have other meanings?"

"Aran, talk carefully." Wen Xiaoyu patted his head and said to Bai An, "Sorry, but we don't need to eat, we have arrangements."

Bai An lowered his head, pursed his lips and blinked his eyes, and when he looked up again, his usual fawning smile had returned to his face: "I hope you don't misunderstand, I just think that everyone will be alumni in the future, And I am two grades higher than you, if you come to the art test, I should treat you to a meal."

"Thank you for your kindness. There is no misunderstanding. We really have arrangements." Wen Xiaoyu said, putting his hand on the back of He Xiran's neck and rubbing it twice.

He didn't know which sentence he said hit He Xiran's nerves. He was so resistant to going to dinner with Bai An just a second ago, but just after he refused, he heard He Xiran change the subject and said to Bai An: "Okay, just eat. I will Would you like to eat the most expensive and famous roast duck?"

Bai An was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wen Xiaoyu, as if he was a little confused, asking for Wen Xiaoyu's meaning.

"Please tell me, what do you always see him doing?!" He Xiran saw him and Wen Xiaoyu flirting, and clenched his fists in anger.

Wen Xiaoyu really couldn't understand He Xiran's brain circuit, so he frowned and said to him: "I said I'll take you to eat, but what did you ask him to do?"

He Xiran was furious, and blurted out: "Why, are you reluctant to let him spend money?"

Wen Xiaoyu's face turned cold in an instant, he closed his eyes to suppress his anger, and said softly: "He Xiran, think it over before you speak."

The second He Xiran said it, he regretted it. After being so fiercely attacked by Wen Xiaoyu, he stubbornly turned his face away and pursed his lips into a straight line.

Bai An waved his hands hastily, and said, "Don't be harsh on him, it's my fault, you go to eat quickly, I won't bother you anymore."

After all, the meal was incomplete, and both of them lost their appetite. Wen Xiaoyu apologized again to Bai An, bid farewell in a stiff atmosphere, and took He Xiran to the airport.

Because of his last sentence, He Xiran's eyes were red until he boarded the plane.

Looking at the thick clouds outside the window, Wen Xiaoyu remembered the heavy snow that night Grandma Wen died, and also remembered her last words.

He sighed, calmed down, and reached out to hold He Xiran's left hand on his lap.He Xiran still twisted his head, and shook his hand, but he didn't have much strength, so he didn't shake it off.

Wen Xiaoyu clasped his fingers together, stroked his ring finger, and said, "If you don't want the ring, return it to me."

He Xiran turned back suddenly, stared at him dumbfounded, his eyes became even redder.

"That's mine." He fought back tears, his voice full of unwillingness.

"Since you know it's yours, why are you losing your temper?" Wen Xiaoyu said in a deep voice.

"I didn't lose my temper." He Xiran stubbornly refused to admit it.

Wen Xiaoyu changed the question: "Then why did you go to dinner with Bai An again?"

As soon as this was mentioned, He Xiran became angry again: "Isn't it because you want to protect him?"

"Why did I protect him?" Wen Xiaoyu wondered.

"Aren't you holding my neck and not letting me talk to him because you are afraid that I will bully him?" He Xiran said angrily.

It turned out that the problem was here. Wen Xiaoyu was paralyzed by his thoughts, and said: "You just want to let you off because you are about to become a ball of anger. How can it be that I am thinking of others in your eyes?" And we have already quarreled about this issue once, do you want to do it again?"

He Xiran knew he was in the wrong, he groaned and said, "Anyway, I don't like him, and I'll get angry if you look at him too much."

Wen Xiaoyu said: "We will be in the same school as him in the future, and I will also have other classmates and colleagues. Do you want to bite each one?"

Just thinking about Wen Xiaoyu being surrounded by other people in the future made He Xiran feel annoyed, but he didn't want to admit his narrow-mindedness, so he reluctantly replied: "I'm not a dog!"

Wen Xiaoyu poked the tip of his nose, and said as patiently as possible: "I really spoiled you, don't be so rude in the future. I won't like anyone just because I look at someone more, and others won't tell me too much You just like me in one sentence, you know?"

He Xiran didn't speak, and opened his mouth to bite his fingertips.

***

After the art exam was over, the school also started bombing mock exams.When it came to the final sprint stage, Wen Xiaoyu put off all the work and concentrated on the final college entrance examination.

During the Chinese New Year before, Tong Xing moved to his house to live for a while, and then he quit the small apartment and moved in. He and Wen Muchen cooked different meals for him and Wen Muchen every day.

As a result, Wen Xiaoyu didn't gain any weight due to the high pressure of the college entrance examination, and Wen Muchen got sick intermittently, and became thinner than before.Only the child star has gained a lot of weight by himself, and it is unreasonable to cry at home every day.

A few days before the college entrance examination, the school was on holiday, and Wen Xiaoyu made a barbecue in the yard, not only to make his brother happy, but also to invite Lao Zhao to have a meal.

Lao Zhao drank some wine, pulled him and He Xiran and said with emotion: "You two will graduate in a blink of an eye. The two of you have really broken my heart for the past three years. In the future, you can't be too noisy in college. When the time comes, everything It’s all up to you to figure it out.”

He Xiran's nose became sore when he heard this, and he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Wen Xiaoyu stroked his hair, suppressed the enthusiasm in his eyes, and said to Lao Zhao with a smile: "Don't worry, don't you still trust me?"

Old Zhao punched him on the shoulder, rubbed him hard again, and said, "I can believe it, I can believe it, who would have thought that you have changed so much in the past two years, I thought you would be the first one in my hands to be beaten expelled students."

"How can it be?" Wen Xiaoyu said with a smile, "I'm going to give you an exam and ask the school to give you more bonuses."

Old Zhao also laughed. After laughing for a long time, he said with a bitter face: "It's a pity for you two to be admitted to the Art Academy. Why don't you get a 985 and let me have a good time."

"It's all the same. If He Xiran becomes a big star in the future, won't you be more beautiful." Wen Xiaoyu said, noticing that He Xiran was blushing, and secretly squeezed his hand.

"That's true." Old Zhao said with a blushing face, "In the future, you two will make a movie, so leave me a small cameo role and live a star addiction."

"Ms. Zhao, then you have to queue behind me and my brother. We have already made reservations in advance." Tong Xing interjected.

Old Zhao pointed at him and said, "You silly star! Let him make a movie, can't we just go up there together?"

Under the bright string lights in the yard, a few people were eating barbecue and laughing loudly. Wen Muchen didn't understand, so he also laughed for a while.

On the day of the college entrance examination, Wen Xiaoyu got up early, and carefully checked his and He Xiran's ID cards, exam admission tickets, and exam supplies.

The child star was more nervous than the two of them combined. On the way to drive them to the examination room, he chattered all the way: "You two calm down and perform well. If you fail the exam, you can repeat the study together for another year. It's no big deal."

Wen Xiaoyu kicked on the back of the chair and cursed: "You're talking nonsense, shut your crow's mouth."

The child star said "Bah, bah, bah" three times, and quickly shut his mouth.

He Xiran slapped Wen Xiaoyu's leg and said, "Don't kick around, this is our car."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoyu grabbed his hand, found that the palm was a little cold sweat, rubbed it in his hand, and asked him, "Nervous?"

"A little bit." He Xiran said coyly.

"Don't be nervous, you beat me twice in the three mock exams, so it's definitely fine." Wen Xiaoyu comforted.

"I only surpassed you by 1 point in those two times, but you surpassed me by 3 points once." He Xiran said.

"You're really serious with me." Wen Xiaoyu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Then let's compete for the last time. Whoever loses will prepare a gift for the other party. Do you dare to compete?"

Immediately, He Xiran's fighting spirit was aroused, and he raised his chin and said proudly: "Why don't you dare? You are doomed!"

Seeing his small appearance, Wen Xiaoyu felt itchy in his heart, and leaned over to bite his chin lightly.

"Hey, hey! We're about to enter the examination room, can't you two hold it back?" Tong Xing glanced in the rearview mirror inadvertently, and was so startled that the steering wheel was a little crooked.

He Xiran's face turned red, Wen Xiaoyu raised his foot to kick the back of the chair, thought for a while and then retracted his foot.

"Concentrate on driving your car, old driver."

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