[I dream about what I see during the day and what I see at night, is it normal]

[Dream about my roommate in a strange dream, is that normal]

[I'm obsessed with this because of the stunning scene with the particularly striking same-sex visual effects, is it normal]

[normal. Day and night dream. ]

[normal. Adolescent boys have uncontrollable hormones and thoughts. ]

[normal. Appreciating beauty is human instinct, and beauty transcends gender and even transcends species. ]

After Baidu finished, Xia Zhiye felt relieved.

He is just a normal psychological and physiological reaction of adolescent boys, and he is not sorry for his brother, and he is not a beast.

Just need to take a cold shower to calm down for the time being.

After coming out of the shower, Song Yan had been awakened by the sound of water, so she opened her eyes shyly: "What kind of bath are you taking at night?"

Song Yan, who was in a daze, lost the coldness that he had in the daytime, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded very soft.

Xia Zhiye, who had just finished taking a cold shower: "...because of the heat."

Song Yan: "No."

Closing his eyes, his eyelashes drooped quietly.

Xia Zhiye watched for three seconds: "..."

It seems kind of cute.

It's okay, it's human instinct to appreciate beauty, and beauty transcends gender, he just happened to meet a roommate who is too good-looking, it's no big deal.

Xia Zhiye thought so, and slowly let out a breath of heat, but it's almost halfway through September, so why hasn't it cooled down yet.

As soon as the weekend was over, light rain fell in Nanwu for ten consecutive days, the temperature dropped sharply, and autumn came one after another, and it was the end of September in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, it was an art festival performance. Several members of the drama crew were granted permission to go directly to the rehearsal in the Art and Sports Building without having to attend classes in the afternoon.

Song Yan covered her head with a coat and lay on the gym mat to catch up on sleep.

Xia Zhiye came back from the body room with something, walked over to him, squatted down, and lifted his jacket, revealing that beautiful and irritable little head.

Song Yan raised her eyelids: "Do you want to die?"

Xia Zhiye shook the things in his hand: "I bought it for you."

Song Yan: "?"

Xia Zhiye: "The first cup of milk tea in autumn, others have it, I can't live without it."

Song Yan: "..."

How old are you, how can you still be brainwashed by the nonsensical marketing methods of the businessman's circle of friends, naive and not naive.

Song Yan disliked it, took the milk tea and took a sip.

Pearl milk tea does not put pearls, milk tea is four or six, and it is warm with half sugar, which is his taste.

Little Fatty sniffed and snuck over: "Master Xia, I also want the first cup of milk tea in autumn."

Xia Zhiye glanced at him: "Are you my roommate?"

"?" Xiaopang couldn't understand, "The gap between the front table and the same table is so big?"

Xia Zhiye replied, "Neither."

Fatty: "Right."

Xia Zhiye: "It's mainly the difference in appearance."

Fatty: "..."

He didn't understand why he wanted to humiliate himself in the first place.

Kong Xiaoxiao didn't give him a chance to continue thinking. He pushed open the door of the physical classroom with a "bang", his face was full of anger: "I'm mad at me, I'm mad at me, I'm really mad at me."

"What's the matter, Sister Xiao?" Zhao Ruiwen asked.

Kong Xiaoxiao: "Do you know that the competition system has been changed this time?"

Everyone: "?"

"I just heard in the office that this time the awards are not scored by the teachers of the grade group. It is a secret ballot for all grades. Each person votes for three different programs that they like, and finally the awards are ranked according to the total number of votes."

Xiaopang wondered: "Isn't this good? It's fair and open."

"It's very good, so that Yang Yue and Zhao Yu bought hundreds of cups of milk tea and distributed them everywhere, saying that anyone who voted for "Romeo and Juliet" can go to class sixteen to lead."

"Fuck!" Little Fatty reacted, "You mean they are bribing the judges?"

Zhao Ruiwen was so angry: "How can they use this rotten means of the capitalist class to corrupt the justice and unity within our people?!"

Little Fatty yelled: "It's so shameless!"

Zhao Ruiwen was furious: "It's simply a scum of society!"

Fatty asked, "So where can I get the milk tea?"

Zhao Ruiwen replied, "I want to know too."

"Clap" twice, one fat and one thin, heroic sacrifice.

Before the two had time to get up from the ground and admit their mistake, they heard a voice: "Ah, why is it you again."

Hearing this voice, a sense of powerlessness flooded into Kong Xiaoxiao's heart instantly, she turned around, and said weakly: "I also want to ask, why are you all again."

"There's no way, there are people in other classrooms. We've all changed our clothes, and we'll be on stage in an hour, so let us rehearse here, okay~ I'll invite you to drink milk tea~"

Yang Yue is probably the standard innocent school girl's appearance, tall and thin, fair and clean, with long black hair and delicate facial features, almost no straight man can resist when he acts coquettishly.

Seeing that Fatty and the others were about to surrender to the traitorous enemy, Kong Xiaoxiao glared back and turned around: "No need. It's the same sentence, come first, come first."

Yang Yue pouted: "But we let you all last time."

Kong Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows indifferently: "Who told you to come one step later every time."

"..."

It also seems to make sense.

Yang Yue couldn't say anything about her, so she turned around and said, "Husband~"

Her illegal husband glanced at the room: "It's alright, let it go to them, anyway, at their level, we can't lose without a single rehearsal."

Yang Yue heard what he said, followed his line of sight to the corner of the body room, and then said "Yeah" again: "Oh my God, are you going to perform in this kind of chemical fiber costumes rented by the studio?"

Kong Xiaoxiao: "?"

Yang Yue looked incomprehensible: "This is too cheap, and the stage effect will definitely not be good. Look at me and Zhao Yu's clothes, my mother spent tens of thousands of dollars to customize them, I'm afraid it will look like There is no texture, and there will be a play."

After talking for a while, as if he suddenly realized something, he covered his mouth pretentiously: "Oh, I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that, I'm just straight-talking, but I can't speak my brain, and I don't mean to offend you. After all. I also know that not everyone can afford this kind of clothing, it's because I didn't think about what I said, don't mind."

"Yeah" Kong Xiaoxiao's eyes were almost rolled to her heels.

But the opposite is a girl, and she is not good at using violence.

Just as he was in a panic, Xia Zhiye in the corner suddenly asked Song Yan slowly, "Did the milk tea I bought this time contain too little milk?"

Song Yan seemed to understand what he wanted to say, and took a sip: "A little bit."

Xia Zhiye nodded: "Sure enough, I said why the tea smell is so strong."

Puchi.

Kong Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing.

Yang Yue's face turned green.

However, Xia Zhiye raised his head with an innocent face: "What's the matter, what happened just now?"

Kong Xiaoxiao held back a smile: "It's nothing, I just plan to invite you to drink Dahongpao some other day, to slow down the taste of Longjing before the rain."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Yang Yue: "Since your family is so rich, you are still competing with ordinary people like us in No. 3 Middle School. Why don't you think about whether you have any problems first? Half of the scores of others, it is inappropriate to think that the beautiful girls in our school have bad brains."

Class 16 is a nominally special recruiting class for arts and sports.

In fact, it's just a poor student class in a key high school at the end of a crane that parents forced to send students with good grades but poor grades. If they are seriously investigated, they may not even be in the third middle school.

Usually everyone takes care of face, and no one will mention this stubble.

At this moment, Kong Xiaoxiao directly pierced it, it was clear that he didn't want to beep with Yang Yue anymore.

Yang Yue was ashamed and annoyed: "You...you..."

You have been around for a long time, because your vocabulary is too lacking, and you can't come up with anything, so you can only angrily throw down "Is there any ability to see you at night", and then walk away with her tens of thousands of dresses .

Zhao Yu quickly caught up.

Kong Xiaoxiao was in a good mood after winning the battle, and turned around to say hello: "Come on, continue the rehearsal, it doesn't matter whether we win or not, the important thing is that we can't lose to that pair of camellias, this is our group in the field of art. to the bottom line."

Fortunately, the rehearsal went well.

Zhao Ruiwen is a bit talented. According to the situation of each actor, he tried to change the script to fit the characters as much as possible.

For example, Zhu Yingtai has been changed into a cold beauty. The lines are basically mocking and mocking. There are laughs and memories, and Song Yan's acting is natural.

Ma Wencai is a simple and rich second generation, and he was worried that Liu Yue would not be willing to act. As a result, after this person came back from a week's leave, the whole person was much more at ease. It is not warm and friendly, but it is still cooperative.

Xiaopang and Zhang Mianmian are also very open to their funny supporting roles.

As for Xia Zhiye, she is a natural actor, so don't worry about it at all.

Kong Xiaoxiao is very satisfied: "Yes, the bottom line of our class's art should be able to stick to it if there are no accidents."

Zhao Ruiwen: "It may be a bit unexpected."

Kong Xiaoxiao: "."

Zhao Ruiwen: "I just remembered that I forgot to prepare the rose petals for the last scene."

"..." Kong Xiaoxiao asked calmly, "Are you a pig?"

Zhao Ruiwen replied obediently: "So can anyone tell the pig what to do now?"

In order to look good in the last scene, at least one or two hundred roses are needed. After buying them, they have to pluck off the petals one by one. The amount of work is huge, and the show will officially start in half an hour. Where are they going to get it now? Lots of roses to go.

Zhao Ruiwen regarded death as home: "Why don't you just kill me in the last scene to add to the fun, it should be stronger than the effect of roses."

"Don't, I'm so weak that I can't see blood." Xia Zhiye clapped his hands and stood up, "You guys go to prepare the rest first, Song Yan and Xiaopang will go buy roses."

Song Yan: "?"

Xia Zhiye explained: "It's definitely too late to find Ruan Tian's foreman fee. At present, only you have the strength to act as the gold master."

Song Jinzhu: "...OK."

Fatty: "Then what am I going to do?"

Xia Zhiye looked at him: "The flowers are quite heavy, are you willing to let this skinny and petite gold master father move with me?"

Fatty: "...?"

Are you misunderstanding the words thin and petite?

Xia Zhiye is worthy of being a three-middle bully who can compete with social buddies in this area, and he is familiar with these winding alleys.

Take them out of the school gate, turn around, and find a flower shop after a few moments.

The decoration is very artistic and looks like a new one.

Most of the bouquets are also packaged with a sense of design, unlike those old flower shops that are all bundled in a cheesy ball.

"Xiao Xia, why are you here? Are you buying flowers?"

The owner is a very beautiful young girl. She greeted Xia Zhiye familiarly when she saw Xia Zhiye. She seemed to have known each other for a long time and had a good relationship.

Xia Zhiye tilted his head to explain to Song Yan, "This store just opened during the summer vacation, and little mahjong likes to come here to play."

Song Yan didn't know why he suddenly explained this to himself, he was a little inexplicable: "So?"

"So..." Xia Zhiye didn't know why he suddenly explained this to him, "It's nothing, just say something."

Then he turned to look at the shopkeeper: "Sister, we need one or two hundred red roses, do you have any here?"

My sister's calling is quite skillful.

Song Yan hooked the strap of her schoolbag with an indifferent expression.

The shopkeeper's sister on the side was very enthusiastic: "Yes, I just bought a batch of red roses from the flower market this morning, and I haven't shaved the thorns and removed the leaves. Do you want them? If you want, I will give you a cheap price."

Hearing the word "cheap", Fatty's eyes lit up: "If you want, we want one hundred and fifty."

"Okay. Then I'll go to the warehouse and count it for you."

As soon as the shop owner turned around, the wind chimes at the entrance of the flower shop rang: "Boss, three hundred red roses, I want them now, please hurry up."

Familiar and contrived bubble sound.

When he turned around, it was Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu also saw them, his face sank instantly, and then he chose to raise his chin, defiant, and continued to the shopkeeper: "Ninety-nine flowers need to be packed, the rest will be in bulk, we need it urgently, please help us pack it now. "

The shop owner pointed at Xia Zhiye: "These two handsome guys came first, I'll count them first, and then I'll come to you, understand?"

Fatty: "?"

Isn't it three handsome guys?

The owner's tone was reasonable, but Zhao Yu didn't have to discuss it: "Give me the bag first, I'll pay 20% more."

This is just like Tianliang Wangpo.

The shopkeeper's sister couldn't help laughing: "Does my little brother watch too many TV series of Mary Suba? But I'm sorry, my sister doesn't like this. Anyway, I'm here, it's a first come, first come, you are willing to wait. Just wait, if you don't want to wait, go somewhere else, walk slowly and don't send."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked into the warehouse.

The rest of Zhao Yu's face was red and white.

If there is a bit of blood, then you should turn around and leave,

However, this flower shop is only a few miles away, and it is too late to go further to buy time. If the flowers are not returned by then, the stage effect will collapse, and Yang Yue can trouble him for three days and three nights.

So no matter how reluctant you are, you can only wait.

Zhao Yu couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, "What an idiot girl."

He turned around to go outside to smoke a cigarette, but was blocked by an overgrown leg.

He raised his head angrily: "Why?"

Xia Zhiye raised his chin and pointed to the warehouse: "Apologies."

"Are you sick, Xia Zhiye?" Yang Yue wasn't there, and Zhao Yu didn't bother to pretend to be a gentleman again. "It's none of your business if I scold that girl? Are you fucking addicted to pretending all day long?"

After scolding, Xia Zhiye didn't speak, and Xiaopang quit: "You are too embarrassed to say that others are pretending to be coercive, and don't look at your own virtue?"

"What virtue do I have?" Zhao Yu sneered, "No matter what virtue I have, I won't be reduced to being expelled from school and then going to No. 3 middle school to be swollen and fat. What is it that you can't get along in the real world?"

"You fucking can't get along outside the real world anymore. Our Master Xia came to the third middle school for the sake of our brothers. It's not like some people, who can't get into key high schools and rely on family money for a long time. I really put chicken feathers on the bat and forget what kind of bird I am."

"Yes, my family has money, what's the matter? Are you envious? Or I'll help you out with the rose money, so that you can save some money and save your tattered dance beauty. After all, who made your class leader poor? I can't even pay the tuition outside the field, so I can only share a school with us poor students?"

There was uncontrollable jealousy and disdain in his tone.

Because other places are not comparable, they start to slander their only strengths.

Fatty really despised this kind of person.

However, this time, without waiting for him to open the mic with enthusiasm, Song Yan, who had been silent in the corner, said coldly: "The stage beauty of your class seems to be in a hurry to use roses."

He looked at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so he threw a sentence impatiently: "nonsense, if it's not in a hurry, I deserve to be here with you for a long time?"

Song Yan nodded: "That's good."

Zhao Yu: "?"

Before he could understand what he meant, Song Yan looked at the shopkeeper who was busy in the warehouse and asked, "Boss, how many roses are there in your family."

The owner answered quickly: "Three hundred red, three hundred white, and two hundred champagne."

Song Yan asked again, "What can replace the rose?"

The owner thought for a while: "Then there are only roses, almost a hundred or so."

Song Yan nodded when he heard the words: "Well, I want all of them, don't leave any of them."

"?" Zhao Yu, who was complacent because he had the upper hand, was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, "Fuck, Song Yan, are you fucking sick!"

Song Yan took out the black gold card Song Minghai had given him before, settled the bill, and turned around with an indifferent expression: "I'm sorry, I'm not sick, I'm just rich."

Zhao Yu: "..."

Fatty: "..."

Xia Zhiye: "..."

Hard to refute.