Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Fu Yuhan clearly saw that several people had different expressions at that moment.

Some were surprised, and naturally there were... some who didn't look very happy.

He came here as a pendant today, so he silently closed his mouth at that time, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he wanted to laugh.

After the boys over there were laughing and warming up the scene, Wen Yu made a few jokes along the way, and the atmosphere became active again, Fu Yuhan pulled Wen Yu back to the side, and said softly: "Is it okay to just come out like this? That person over there seems to be It's unacceptable."

"If you can't accept it, you won't say anything in front of me. It's okay." Wen Yu looked at him, "Anyway, only Yang Fan and the others play well."

Anyway, they are... In the past few days, they have mastered the one-stop operation of making couples eat dog food and cry wildly in the small group.

As long as good friends can accept it, other people don't care.

It is still a problem how many years after graduation you can keep in touch.

"But..." Fu Yuhan stretched his neck, glanced lightly at the two girls over there, and retracted his head again, with a little smile in his eyes, "Is there someone who has a crush on you among those two girls? "

He is a very sensitive person, although he never speaks, he can distinguish between the subconsciously released acrimony in a moment and the reluctant repression that is quickly withdrawn.

"I heard it is." Wen Yu looked at him amusedly without turning his head, "Why, are you jealous?"

"It seems like this should be done in TV dramas, 'a hidden love rival appears next to the other half, the housewife will be a monster first' or something." Fu Yuhan was thoughtful.

"Then I have to be a demon first," Wen Yu thought for a while, "Our brother Fu has more than one suitor in No. [-] Middle School. One day last month, when I went to the toilet, I heard two students who I didn't know in the corridor. My sister was talking about what Brother Fu will do when he is about to graduate in the corridor of our senior year—”

"Stop, stop." Fu Yuhan raised a hand and raised his eyebrows, "Let's make things even, and don't expose anyone's shortcomings."

Wen Yu smiled and bent over: "Okay."

……

The two were chatting happily on the sidelines. Chu Lei covered his left cheek and said sadly, "I have a toothache."

"My ass hurts." Yang Fan looked heavily at the toes of his shoes, "I suddenly realized that one of my best brothers and my second best brother Shuang Su Shuang Fei joined hands and left me."

"But you still have someone." Ball followed with deep pain.

"But you still have a partner." Ma Gan chose to repeat.

"Yes." Yang Fan suddenly realized, turned his head, and ran towards Zhao Tong who was standing among the girls with open arms, "Tong Tong, need you—"

Chu Lei covered his right cheek again: "Fuck."

Young couples kill people everywhere, single dogs can only hug each other and cry.

The results haven't come out yet, and every seemingly happy day hides turbulent waves.

This day is over.

Although it is only a few days before the end of the college entrance examination, there are already fewer people who can be contacted - some people who have lost their minds in the examination room or have a bad intuition after the examination have disappeared from the classmate group. Prepare to repeat or go abroad.

After waiting for another half an hour, Yang Fan and his class only had more than 20 people. The squad leader waved his hand: "Forget it, don't wait, the teacher will be off work any longer!"

Then he led the team into the school.

A few of them didn't wear school uniforms, and they had to register one by one at the gate before they could enter.Fu Yuhan was even more troublesome. As a "pendant" with no affiliation, he had to explain the reason and register the ID number, so he fell at the end.

As soon as he walked out of the reception room, he saw Wen Yu standing outside casually with one hand in his pocket, waiting for him.

Fu Yuhan was slightly startled: "You didn't go upstairs with them?"

"I'm afraid you can't find a place." Wen Yu raised his eyes and smiled at him.

This smile was as dignified as the first time he saw it, and Fu Yuhan suddenly realized that he was unconsciously putting on that "good student" skin again.

He obviously just had a shocking affair with his old classmates, pretending to be real.

However, it is understandable to go back to school.

After pretending to be a good boy for three years in front of high school teachers, when everyone returns to school, they will subconsciously try their best to package the sex that they indulged in the nightclub and get drunk the night before, so as not to be seen by the teacher as a decadent and vulgar soul. .

"If I can't find a place, I can go shopping...or do you want me to go into the office with you?" Fu Yuhan suddenly realized a frightening thing while talking.

And Wen Yu didn't leave him any illusions——

"Of course," he nodded his head very naturally, "here you are, let's see what's wrong with the teacher?"

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He looked suspicious: "You don't want to announce our relationship in front of the teacher, do you? I think..." That's unnecessary.

There are tens of thousands of people in this world, some can understand and some can't understand, as long as they have a good relationship, there is no need to show their affection in front of everyone.

Fu Yuhan thought so.

Wen Yu straightened his collar, looked like a gentleman, smiled at him, and said, "How could that be?"

"Really?" Fu Yuhan was still skeptical.

"Baby, how can you not believe me?" Wen Yu put on an innocent look, while there was no one around, stretched out his hand and scratched Fu Yuhan's clean and beautiful jaw, "Or do you want to?"

Fu Yuhan didn't want to, shook his head, pulled off his hand, and followed him suspiciously.

The school office is only that big, and about seven or eight people can enter each time. The twenty or so people are quickly divided into groups to visit teachers in different offices, chat for a few minutes, and then change places.Wen Yu took him directly to their head teacher's office.

Before going upstairs, I made an agreement with Yang Fan and Chu Lei to meet here.

Wen Yu's third year of high school transferred suddenly, and the homeroom teacher was naturally very distressed. Seeing him come back, he kindly expressed condolences.She was a kind-hearted middle-aged woman who treated her students like a mother, and Fu Yuhan could tell that Wen Yu had a good impression of her—because at least the young master didn't yell at others when the other party said some nonsense.

After chatting with the student I haven't seen for nearly a year, the class teacher looked at the only strange student in the office: "This is..."

"I am..." He opened his mouth.

A few students squatting next to him quickly looked over, and Fu Yuhan saw a boy he didn't know very well in the corner showing a frightened expression.

"This is my current classmate," Wen Yu picked up the conversation, and said to the homeroom teacher with a smile, "He and Yang Fan are classmates in junior high school. We made an appointment to go out for a while, so we brought him here with us."

He really didn't come out, and the reason was reasonable.

Fu Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that's it." The homeroom teacher looked at Fu Yuhan suddenly and asked, "How is your preparation for the college entrance examination at No. [-] Middle School?"

"..." Fu Yuhan choked for a moment, "The results haven't come out yet, teacher."

How could he know.

The competition between the No. [-] Middle School and the No. [-] Middle School has a long history, and the group of people who heard this conversation were very happy.

"...That's right, look at me, I'm so excited to see the students in No. [-] Middle School." The head teacher smiled and asked casually, "Then how do you think you did in the exam?"

Usually this question is followed by a question about volunteers. Fu Yuhan thought it was troublesome, so he simply explained everything. He nodded politely: "It's okay. I'm going to apply for T University with Wen Yu and the others."

"T University, T University is very good." The head teacher nodded in approval, and then asked other students about their wishes.

After all, he is a student of No. [-] Middle School, and his volunteers mainly choose T University and P University, occasionally mixed with other domestic first-tier colleges—basically they are chosen for professional reasons, and a small number of them choose good local schools.

Before the results came out, the head teacher could only send them some verbal blessings, and gave some students who needed help some voluntary suggestions.

When he came out of the office, Yang Fan asked, "Gan'er, you really don't want to go to college with us?"

"I'll discuss it with my family again." Ma Gan scratched his head, feeling a little helpless, "Grandma is also getting old, and when we met last month, she said she wanted me to stay here... Tsk."

"If you don't go out while you're young, maybe you won't have a chance in the future?" After the college entrance examination, the few of them chatted with a bit of "adult" taste.

"So I want to try it." Ma Gan said.

"Then I wish Ma Gan a smooth way of persuading the family, and the rest of us—" Yang Fan stretched out his hand, "What do you think?"

"T see you!" The others folded their hands one by one, and then threw them into the air together.

Whether it is near or far, the time when the results were released happened to be on Wen Yu's birthday.

Before going to bed the night before, Wen Yu's WeChat, which had been silent for a while, suddenly vibrated, and Wen Ziming's secretary sent him a message.

Secretary: Master, the chairman asked you what present you want for your birthday this year?

At that time, he was playing a cooperative casual game with Fu Yuhan, and he was having a good time, when he saw the news, the corner of his mouth twitched: "He still remembers to ask me what gift I want?"

Fu Yuhan pressed pause, stretched his head over, lowered his eyes and said softly: "It's strange?"

"Well, in the past, if I was obedient, he would take the initiative to give me the gift he chose... I really couldn't think of what to give, so I asked what I wanted." Wen Yu picked up the phone, "This year... I The last time I met him, I disobeyed his words."

"Maybe it's just to find something to talk about so that we can take the opportunity to ask about the grade?" Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "The grade will be awarded tomorrow."

"Maybe it's because of the setback in the divorce lawsuit. I heard that the lawyer Mom hired caused him a lot of trouble." Wen Yu smiled, and while replying to the message, he leaned on him, "Hey, you prepared a lot of trouble for me." Is there a gift?"

Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes: "What do you think?"

"Well," Wen Yu nodded in satisfaction, "Then I'll just wait."

Fu Yuhan waited until 12 o'clock, and was the first to say "Happy Birthday" to Wen Yu.

Although it does not belong to the category of gifts, this night, he is going to give himself out as a gift.

The two young people tossed and tossed until almost dawn before they hugged and prepared to go to bed in a daze. Fu Yuhan prepared a surprise, fearing that he would oversleep, he quietly pressed the phone under his neck so that he would be woken up as soon as the alarm clock rang.

Although he was a little uncomfortable, he still got up early this morning, received three packages for delivery in the same city, and spent a busy morning.

Then, he checked that the time was almost up, took a deep breath, sat down on the sofa, opened his notebook, and prepared to check the score.

Before the college entrance examination, he studied very hard, and he felt okay during the exam, and he just hoped to perform normally.

Not many art students can get high scores in the exam, as long as he can show the level of the three models, it is not a problem to get into the T University.

Fu Yuhan knew his level well, but he wasn't that nervous. Maybe it was because there were too many people logging in at the same time, so he went up a bit slowly, but it didn't make him feel anxious.

After seeing the score, Fu Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief—although it was a little lower than Sanmo, it was enough.

Then, his heart suddenly beat wildly.

Fu Yuhan logged out, and found a small note from the coffee table, which contained the account passwords of the two of them.

It was originally agreed that whoever gets up first will check for the other person, but Fu Yuhan cheated by relying on his light sleep all the time——

He returned to the login interface, ready to enter Wen Yu's number.

He didn't lose the test number for a long time before he realized that his hands were shaking a little.

When he left the examination room that day, Wen Yu called him and said that he felt pretty good, and he should have got a few questions right; so even though Fu Yuhan hadn't said anything for more than half a month, he still held some kind of small question in his heart. A perhaps unrealistic fantasy—

Maybe, maybe...

He bit his lip, forcibly controlled his hands not to tremble as much as possible, clicked on login, and switched to the score page.

In the next second, Fu Yuhan slightly opened his eyes wide.

At the end of the line of scores, clear black and white characters, that 716 points, he read it back and forth three times to confirm that he was not mistaken.

At that moment, the thought that flashed through Fu Yuhan's mind was—fortunately, Wen Yu's phone ran out of battery and turned off in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, it might explode right now.

The author has something to say: Happy Christmas Eve~