Song Yan had already deleted all the contact information of Huiying except Shen Jiayan, so he did not see Lai Miao's circle of friends.

Just when saw the dormitory allocation list, felt that the word "Jianjialuzhai" was not unreasonable.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay anyway - for a while, there is a high probability that at night he and monk Wei will have only one person to return to the dormitory alive.

After all, social death is also death.

Song Yan thought, pushed open the door of the 111 dormitory, and the three people in the dormitory were sitting around - talking and laughing together. Hearing the movement, he looked up, and when he saw Song Yan, his face changed subtly.

Shang Wei was the first to show a bright and cheerful smile: "Song Yan, what a coincidence."

Song Yan didn't care about him at all, didn't say a word, walked to his seat, and packed up his things on his own.

- It's very impolite to look indifferent to people.

Next to him, Lai Miao said "tsk" strangely: "As expected of us, we are tired of God. We haven't seen each other for so long, and we are still so arrogant."

"Anshen God" was Song Yan's second-second title in Huiying when he took the first place in all major subjects.

At that time, as long as Song Yan was there, everyone else was basically competing for second place.

And the person who competed for the second most happened to be Shang Wei.

In other words, it is the second child of ten thousand years.

The relationship between Wannian's second child and him is actually pretty good.

At first, Song Yan didn't think anything was wrong.

Because Shang Wei is a person who seems to be able to handle interpersonal relationships to an almost perfect level, he often participates in various competitions and discusses some topics with him, and also sends some concerns from time to time.

Therefore, for Song Yan, who has a cold personality and is not easy to get close to, Shang Wei is the closest person to him in the whole Huiying except Shen Jiayan.

Therefore, when Shang Wei proposed to look at his manuscript for inspiration, Song Yancai agreed without hesitation.

But I never thought that Shang Wei would submit the manuscript by himself after a quick memorization, and then give a speech on the stage, and finally beat himself back, saying that he plagiarized.

Just because he was always on his head, he also took away the attention of the girl he liked.

Xiang Shangwei, who is easily jealous and paranoid but pretends to be perfect, is actually very good at controlling his negative emotions.

So Song Yan threw the things on the table, and said slowly: "Said drag is definitely not as good as you guys. I heard that after I transferred schools, he finally got the first grade? Congratulations."

The tone was light and emotionless, which made it even more mocking.

Shang Wei's sunny and cheerful smile paused imperceptibly.

But someone like him has never needed to come forward, Lai Miao was the first to quit when he heard this: "If you hadn't copied Shang Wei's manuscript in the previous Qingcai Cup, you could have robbed him of it. The first? Fortunately, the teachers are not blind, and they gave Shang Wei a justice, otherwise you can be crazy here now? You are secretly grateful for not sending you into the bureau. "

Song Yan didn't get angry when she heard this, but asked coldly, "Do you know why I wasn't sent to the bureau?"

Lai Miao: "Nothing?"

"Because of insufficient evidence."

Song Yan slowly spit out six words in a calm tone.

Just like there is no evidence that Song Yan did not push Shang Wei, there is no evidence that Song Yan did push Shang Wei.

In a case that even the police did not decide, the teachers and students of Huiying Foreign Language tried to judge based on their own impressions. This is the most ridiculous part.

Thinking that the basis of all the trials is ultimately what the teacher who led the team said at that time - "Shang Wei, this child is usually sunny, cheerful and good-natured, and very attractive, but Song Yan can't, he is cold and withdrawn, and has a strange personality, so most of Shang Wei said It's true." Song Yan felt amused.

Thinking of something, he slowly asked a few more questions: "Is Huiying's leading teacher still Dai Lao?"

"Why, you even want to take revenge on the teacher?" Lai Miao asked cautiously, "Old Dai was a fair judgment at the time. If you don't agree, you can rely on your true strength to get the first slap in the face!"

Song Yan lowered his head and sneered as if he had heard a joke,

Then he said slowly: "Do I have the ability to get the first-, you still know the best. Isn't it, Shangshen?"

Song Yan said and looked at Shang Wei.

The corners of Shang Wei's mouth were obviously stiff, but he quickly covered it up and smiled naturally: "Of course Song Yan has this ability, as long as he doesn't deliberately go the wrong way..."

"I don't want to go the wrong way, can you have a chance?"

Song Yan seemed to snort softly at the end of her words.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his coat, leaning on the table, he tilted his head to look at Shang Wei, the corners of his lips curled into a smile that was not a smile: "Otherwise, we Shangshen will always only be second in the exam and second in the competition. , Taekwondo is also the second place, even the girl I finally met likes me, and even my parents are the subordinates of my father's company. If something goes wrong, I can only let it go. This feeling of being pressed by me everywhere It must be uncomfortable, right?"

Shang Wei clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, thinking that Song Yan's provocation was the most provocative, and in the next second, another fluffy rhetorical question was immediately thrown over: "So when you squeezed me out of the first- You should be very happy too, right? Shang God?"

The words Shangshen were rubbed slightly and slightly, and the meaning of ridicule was beyond words.

Even Song Yan himself didn't realize that when he said these words, his tone had inadvertently been the same as Xia Zhiye's slow-moving look.

And Shang Wei could not have imagined that Song Yan, who would only be cold and irritable to solve the problem with the most direct fists in the past, had learned how to kill people and punish them.

But Song Yan's provocation to him didn't stop there, he pressed his body slightly, looked directly into his eyes, and said the words that frightened him the most: "So Shang Wei, it's best not to let him go this time. I got the first—or else your nightmare will come back."

The voice is very low, the speed of speech is uncontrollable, light and fluttering, as if with a smile, and it makes people feel cold.

That—Ke Shangwei seemed to have imagined Song Yan looking at him with contempt and ridicule after he won the first place again, and also imagined that those who originally believed in him would be a jerk because he lost to Song Yan again. He even imagined the scene where his girlfriend broke up with him because she found out that Song Yan was better than him again.

He'd had enough of these things for four years from beginning to high school, and didn't want to try it a second time.

Therefore, Song Yan must not be allowed to get the first—, absolutely not.

Shang Wei secretly clenched his fists.

Capturing the familiar look of paranoia and jealousy in Shang Wei's eyes, Song Yan knew that his goal had been achieved, and straightened up with satisfaction: "Okay, I won't say more, come on in the afternoon, I wish Shang a brave victory. second."

Lai Miao couldn't listen to him at all. Just as he was about to flip the table over to curse, the door was suddenly knocked twice.

Lai Miao said angrily, "Who?"

A female voice came from outside the door: "From the Volunteer Association, come and ask - if you have any needs."

This female voice seemed familiar.

Song Yan opened the door—look, and sure enough, she saw Jiang Yuanyuan standing outside the door with a sign with a volunteer card, looking at Song Yan with a cold face: "Are you Song Yan?"

The expression and tone of this time are a bit different from the gentle and gentle girl in my memory.

And it wasn't the first time we met, so why did you suddenly pretend that you didn't know each other.

Thinking of this, Song Yandi-Time's thought was whether Xia Zhiye had done something wrong again.

So with a "um" - sound.

Jiang Yuanyuan continued to drag her sister's face: "There is something wrong with your information, come out - next."

Saying that, Zhao Song Yan blinked quickly.

Song Yan now completely confirmed that there was Xia Zhiye's handwriting in it. Although he didn't know what was going on, he cooperated with the acting and said coldly, "Is there any problem with my data?"

"I think you should know the problems left over from the last competition." Jiang Yuanyuan's tone was full of contempt, ridicule and contempt, "So in order to avoid affecting the competition, it is best to follow me to the Academic Affairs Office now. Confirm - next, make another backup."

Turn around and leave.

Song Yan didn't know what the hell she was up to, but out of trusting Xia Zhiye's instinct, she chose to follow him.

And at the moment when the door was closed, a mocking voice came from inside the house: "It seems that people better not do bad things, otherwise, no matter how hard they act, they will still be notorious. So Shang Wei, you play well this time, and then take the first place. -Prove it to him, I still don't believe that a good person like you really can't compare to him."

After speaking, Shang Wei didn't respond, and turned around: "Shang Wei, why are you in a daze?"

"Nothing, I just think you're right."

Shang Wei responded coldly on the surface.

However, the idea of ​​jealousy in my heart is close to paranoia.

Can't let Song Yan take the first-.

No matter what, Song Yan can't get this first—.

But there are ten things in the world that are not as good as one's wishes.

They didn't know what happened after Song Yan followed Jiang Yuanyuan. They only knew that Song Yan participated in the preliminaries as scheduled, and easily won the first place with solid text and extremely smooth and natural spoken language.

And the scoring system of this competition is not the final - final decision, but 30% of the qualifier score, 20% of the free discussion performance score, and finally 50% of the final score. , - from ranking awards.

So the results of the qualifiers are actually very important.

But Shang Wei got his mentality because he was ridiculed by Song Yanna-Bo before the game. He made some mistakes and his score was seven points lower than Song Yan's.

Shang Wei knew Song Yan's strength and didn't think he had enough confidence to pull the difference back in the finals, so he became more anxious because of the provocation.

I don't want anything, just want Song Yan to get out of the way.

Song Yan saw his underlying emotional instability and thought it was time to add more fire.

Just after the preliminaries ended, the final proposition was announced, thematic discussions were conducted, and drafts were freely prepared.

In order to prevent the possibility of plagiarism and ghostwriting on the Internet, after the proposition was announced, the campus network was cut off, and then the whole body was checked, and the mobile phone and other electronic devices that might cheat were confiscated before the contestants were allowed to enter the academic building.

The venue for free discussion is arranged in the large conference room of the Academic Affairs Building of Shiwai.

According to Jiang Yuanyuan, this conference room is usually the place where the grade-level faculty meeting is held, and it is enough to accommodate fifty or sixty students.

Next to the conference room is the broadcasting room, where the radio station is usually notified for meetings and broadcasts in the evening. It has excellent sound insulation and monitoring.

Song Yan was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Walk into the conference room, turn on the computer sent by the organizer, and ignore the bad eyes and low air pressure around you.

The source of bad eyes mainly lies in Shang Wei.

Probably the score in the preliminaries was really not ideal, and he was in a low mood. The people around him were comforting him. When they saw Song Yan come in, their eyes were full of hostility.

The hostility - which lasted until there was no free discussion - the individual was willing to deal with him.

Oral expression and collision of opinions during free discussion will be included in the assessment score.

If no one has been paying attention to Song Yan, it will naturally be impossible to discuss, and the score will naturally be terribly low.

I have to say, Shang Wei is really amazing. He has only been here for a long time, and he has been able to form an inexplicable and invisible exclusion of Song Yan with the entire conference room.

However, Song Yan was used to this kind of exclusion and isolation. He couldn't get his mentality. He just sat alone in the corner and typed the keyboard with a blank expression.

One of the representatives who participated in the competition this time - happened to be Chen Rui who had a fight with them last time.

They didn't know each other. Ever since they solved the misunderstanding and figured out what happened back then, Chen Rui had an inexplicable admiration and guilt for Xia Zhiye. Loyalty.

So seeing that the atmosphere was not right, I hugged the computer, leaned over, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Song Yan typed on the keyboard with an expressionless face: "I copied his manuscript and robbed him of the first competition last time, and after being reported by him, he pushed him off the balcony on the third floor, and then took advantage of the wealth and power of the family to let him go. He didn't dare to appeal for grievances, today the enemy's road is narrow, the old people reunited, and I even mocked him for a while, so I ended up like this."

Chen Rui: "..."

I have to say, this long string is really hard to digest.

"So do you believe it?"

Song Yan's hands on the keyboard never stopped.

Chen Rui shook his head.

Song Yan finally stopped and turned her head: "Don't believe me?"

"Yeah, although you are indeed quite old-fashioned, but you look quite arrogant, like you arrogant people can't do such a thing. The most important thing is..."

Unexpectedly, Chen Rui, who had only had a not-so-pleasant encounter, could believe in himself, Song Yan was a little surprised: "What is the most important thing?"

Chen Rui lowered his voice: "The most important thing is that Jiang Yuanyuan asked me to listen to you, cooperate with her inside and outside, and deal with Shang Wei. She is my goddess. She can help you. What kind of bad person can you be?"

Song Yan was originally a little tired: "..."

alright.

Whatever the motive, act righteously.

"So what do you need me for?"

Chen Rui asked cautiously like a spy chief.

Song Yan was very calm: "Will it be possible to step on the fire?"

Chen Rui: "?"

"It's the mission to praise me, and then step on Shang Wei, the more yin and yang, the more irritating the better."

"..."

Is there such a business in the world?

Chen Rui - patted his thigh, "You said it earlier, I'm the best at this kind of thing."

After speaking, he exaggeratedly said "wow": "Brother Song Yan, this long sentence you just wrote is so complicated and beautiful, it deserves to be the first place in the preliminaries, can you teach me!"

Song Yan: "..."

Too exaggerated.

Chen Rui continued to exaggerately perform: "I originally wanted to ask Shang Wei, because I heard that he was the No. 1 in the last session, but this time his score was two points lower than mine, so I didn't bother to ask him. You As far as his level is concerned, is it possible that he grabbed the first one last time?"

Chen Rui was just unintentional, but he just hit Shang Wei's pain, his fingers paused, and a string of garbled characters was pressed out.

Seeing that Shang Wei's mentality has been swayed again, Lai Miao couldn't hold back and directly slapped the table: "What nonsense are you talking about! Our Shang Wei's first - was taken with dignity, this time it just didn't play well! It's the one next to you, do you dare to ask him what nasty things he did?"

Chen Rui cooperated very well: "Why, his first - is honorable, Song Yan's first - is not honorable? What dirty things did he do, you say?!"

Hearing this, Song Yan's face changed instantly, and just made a gesture to tell Chen Rui to shut up.

Lai Miao immediately sneered: "Just say it, anyway, it's not me who is embarrassing to say it. Just the student next to you, who copied Shang Wei's manuscript in the last competition and grabbed Shang Wei's first place-, after being exposed by Shang Wei He also pushed Shang Wei from the balcony on the third floor, and then used the wealth and power of his family to force Shang Wei to be private. , what kind of rubbish do you say this kind of person is?"

The words were almost exactly the same as what Song Yan himself said. Chen Rui was already mentally prepared, and it was not unexpected at all, but the other students in the conference room suddenly burst into an uproar.

"No way, is there such a thing?"

"Fuck, this is too disgusting. I think he is handsome and his spoken language is good. I wanted to ask him for WeChat before."

"Forget it, no matter how handsome you are, your character is not good."

"Why can such a person still participate in the second game? Shouldn't he be banned directly?"

"That's right, this kind of person is really disgusting and disgusting."

Familiar words of insults and contempt poured in one after another, digging into Song Yan's ears, making him unavoidable, and he had to think of those days when he was rejected and spurned.

Disgusting and irritable emotions surged into his heart instantly, and he scolded him in a cold voice: "Have you fucked enough?"

Aware of his obviously irritated out-of-control emotions, Shang Wei finally showed a smile, and then he immediately covered it with a worried look, and pulled down Lai Miao's sleeve: "Forget it, don't talk about it, Song Yan also Knowing that you were wrong, let the past be in the past.”

Lai Miao hated that iron could not be made of steel: "Shang Wei! Can you stop being so good-natured! He bullied you so much! Do you know that you are wrong?"

Shang Wei said with a good temper: "He didn't do it on purpose, don't say that, it was because I didn't perform as well as him this time..."

"Enough!" Song Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at Shang Wei coldly, with a very grumpy tone, "Can you stop pretending?! Is it interesting? Is it fun? Don't you feel disgusted?"

The last time Song Yan was so enraged that he almost beat him, it was the same reaction.

It seems that Song Yan still hasn't made much progress after so long, still sensitive and conceited and unable to control his emotions.

As long as he continues to provoke, Song Yan's mentality collapses, and if he moves again, he will be completely disqualified for the competition. Then his poor score is nothing, and he can be sympathized again. Everyone is happy.

So Shang Wei put on the innocent old-fashioned expression that Song Yan hated the most: "Song Yan, what do you mean? I don't understand, do you have any misunderstanding about me? You can say it directly, I can change……"

"Enough, I'm fucking telling you to stop talking!" Song Yan stood up and closed the computer, it seemed that his emotions had become unbearable.

After speaking, he opened the door of the conference room, as if he wanted to go out and calm down by himself.

Shang Wei also got up quickly, Song Yan immediately turned his head and threw out a sentence: "Don't come here, let Laozi be quiet, I'll be annoying when I see you."

Saying that, he slammed out the door.

What Shang Wei wants is that he is not calm and hastily followed: "Song Yan, listen to my explanation."

Seeing that Song Yan had entered the next room and was about to close the door, Shang Wei was busy—holding the edge of the door against the door frame with an innocent face: "Song Yan, let's have a good talk."

"I have nothing to talk to you about!"

Song Yan tried to forcefully close the door, but her strength was not as strong as Shang Wei's, the confrontation failed, and Shang Wei finally pushed the door open.

He was so angry that he went directly to the table, picked a chair and sat down, his face was irritable.

Shang Wei took the door carefully and locked it from the inside.

After confirming that there was a camera in the upper right corner behind Song Yan, he walked over to Song Yan with satisfaction, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Song Yan, I'm sorry, Lai Miao said those words just to help me, not on purpose. against you."

Song Yan sneered: "Shang Wei, it's just the two of us, stop pretending."

Shang Wei is still pretending to be stupid: "What are you talking about, I don't understand."

"Don't understand?" Song Yan seemed to be annoyed with laughter, "Do you understand or are you worried that I'm trying to record your words? If it's the latter, you think too highly of me, I don't have the ability to bring it up. Going through the security check with a mobile phone. Besides, I can't do the illegal act of secretly recording recordings behind someone else's back, I think it's despicable."

Song Yan-word-sentence, extremely contemptuous, but no man can stand this tone.

Moreover, Song Yan passed the security check just behind him, and there is no way he could have anything like a mobile phone recorder on his body.

The walls of this room are also pasted with extreme rear sound-absorbing cotton, and the sound insulation effect is also very good.

Simply Shang Wei didn't bother to act again, he just wanted to anger Song Yan, and lazily lay down on the opposite chair, his tone was extremely arrogant and provocative: "My method is quite cheap, but is it easy to use it?"

"I don't think it's very easy to use. Last year, I copied my manuscript and then beat me up, didn't this time directly reveal the prototype? And this scar on your forehead, in order to frame me on the third floor You dare to jump on the balcony, but your dream of being a pilot is now shattered, right? As for it? Is it worth it?"

Song Yan always had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a clown who tried his best to jump up and down but was still unremarkable.

What Shang Wei hated the most was Song Yan's indifferent and disdainful eyes, and sneered: "Of course it's worth it, as long as you look like a mouse crossing the street and everyone yells at me, I'll be happy, as long as you get out of Huiying Middle School I'm happy, and at least it proves that everyone likes me, and everyone will believe what I say, unlike you, even if I tell the truth, even your father doesn't believe it. Song Yan, how pathetic you are."

Shang Wei's performance in this competition was not ideal, so he just wanted to let Song Yan do it to himself under the surveillance and fully confirm his guilt, so what is Song Yan's minefield, he went to where to say.

As expected, Song Yan clenched his teeth and clenched his fists in a state that was visible to the naked eye. The back of his hand and the corner of his forehead had prominent meridians.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Shang Wei, what are you trying to do like this?"

Shang Wei was very satisfied with Song Yan's state, and smiled: "I don't want anything, I just hate you, I hate you because you always think you are so powerful and arrogant, all day and night, with a dead face on top, as if no one is worse than anyone else. You are the same. But Song Yan, do you know why such a clumsy lie can make me invincible?"

Song Yan clenched his fists and breathed harder.

Shang Wei stood up with a smile and walked up to him: "Just because you are annoying, do you know how many people hate you as much as I do, so they want you to be such a rubbish person, and then drive you away. So Song Yan, don't you really feel sorry for yourself? Oh, yes, maybe you don't care at all, because your father hates you very much, so you've gotten used to it for so many years, right?"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Song Yan was furious - grabbed Shang Wei's collar and raised his fist high.

Seeing that he was about to achieve his goal, Shang Wei not only did not dodge, but also accelerated his speech: "And your mother who died early, I heard that she once hated you so much that she wanted to kill you? Your father even gave you the The name is disgusting? It's just like you - what's there to talk about all day long, so I just don't like you, and I just frame you and frame you, but so what? Who makes you bad and hates you? So what you end up with is what you deserve."

"I told you to shut the fuck up!"

Song Yan's anger has reached its peak, and his fists are coming straight towards Shang Wei's face, wrapped in a swift fist style, with an irreversible fate.

Shang Wei closed his eyes.

However, the imagined pain never came.

He opened his eyes suspiciously, and then saw Song Yan's brows, who had clearly lost his mind with rage just now, resumed his indifferent mocking.

He loosened his grip on the collar, lowered his head and straightened his coat, then said lightly and expressionlessly, "Thank you."

A "Thank you" immediately rang the alarm bell in Shang Wei's heart.

But there is no way to hide people in this room, and Song Yan can't bring recording equipment. Even if he does, it is illegal. The sound insulation measures in this room and the volume controlled by himself are impossible for outsiders to overhear, so...

etc.

Why is there so much soundproofing in this room?

When Shang Wei finally realized the almost impossible possibility, Song Yan had already turned on a switch at hand, and then said casually: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this room is a radio studio , when I sat down just now - accidentally hit the radio switch, so..."

Pause.

Song Yan looked up at Shang Wei and smiled: "Our conversation just now should be heard by the entire campus outside the real world - clearly."

After he finished speaking, he patted his heavy coat, stood up straight, and slowly opened the door of the broadcasting room, revealing a crowd of melon eaters outside the door, including Lai Miao, all stunned and unbelievable.

And Song Yan just walked out in good time.

She walked straight to Jiang Yuanyuan, who was secretly recording the live broadcast just now with her mobile phone, and whispered "thank you".

Jiang Yuanyuan quickly waved her hand: "It's alright, oh yes, the school is under martial law, Xia Zhiye is inconvenient to come in, there is something for me to hand over to you."

After speaking, he took out two square folded pieces of paper and stuffed them into Song Yan's hands.

Song Yan opened it, and it was the one-dollar certificate sold at the school gate.

The first one reads:

[Congratulations to Song Yan for winning this year's Oscar for Best Actor

Presenter: Former actor Xia Zhiye]

Song Yan laughed and scolded "idiot" before opening the second one.

The second one reads:

[Congratulations to Song Daxi for winning the award for the most likable child in the world this year

Presenter: The second most lovable child in the world, Xia Zhiye]

Looking at the familiar handwriting of Long Feifengwu, Song Yan finally couldn't help showing the first serious and relaxed smile in so long.

He tilted his head to look out the window and found that heavy snow began to fall.

It finally snowed in this southern city, and Xia Zhiye, the idiot, finally came back.

very nice.