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    Chapter 35

    On the weekend, the school's door was open, and there were many students, all of them were large and small, and they were moving in. Cheng Yan was living in the school for the first time, and he had no experience. The four-piece suit he prepared came over in a hurry.

    He wanted to live on campus this time, his mother originally disagreed, but she couldn't stand Cheng Yan's soft and hard bubbles, so she let go. Cheng Yan knew that although her mother annoyed him, she still loved him in her heart. Living in school, my mother is not even in the mood to cook.

    Big ribs or something, he was reluctant to stew it for his dad.

    Cheng Yan said goodbye to his mother and moved his luggage into the dormitory.

    He has been to the dormitory, Guan Di and the others have been staying there, he occasionally comes to play, this evening self-study is about to start, and the dormitory is lively again.

    When Cheng Yan came, Guan Di, Zhang Teng and others had already arrived. Cheng Yan was inexperienced, and the good position was robbed. Fortunately, Guan Di, who was loyal, leaned on the bed and said, "Hello, buddy. Well, I'll grab it for you earlier."

    It was by the window, far from the door. There were six beds, three in each row. He was in the innermost position, and the opposite bed was Guan Di.

    "Is this location good?" Cheng Yan didn't understand, the bed in the middle was already occupied, and everyone was packing.

    Guan Di said empirically: "Absolutely, there is nothing wrong with trusting me."

    Cheng Yan originally planned to sleep anywhere, but since Guan Di provided him with it, he saved the time to choose and said, "Thank you."

    "Small thing." Guan Di looked at his luggage, "You don't have much luggage."

    "Well, just some daily necessities."

    "What about the clothes?"

    "I'm not far from home, so I brought two school uniforms, and I'll get the rest when I get home." Cheng Yan doesn't like to dress up very much, and his clothes are simple.

    Guan Di tutted: "In the end, he is handsome, and he can wear anything. Look at Wang Cong, the clothes only take up half of the cabinet."

    Wang Cong said: "We don't have that good looks, and we don't have more clothes ready? Sloppy people have to have sloppy capital."

    "I just don't have enough clothes." Cheng Yan said, "If you want to be sloppy, you will be sloppy yourself."

    When he was a child, he had to have two cabinets for his clothes. His mother liked to buy clothes for him. At that time, he was cute. His grandmother and father loved him very much. What’s more, his sister next door would put one on his head from time to time. When issuing cards, he didn't know beauty and ugliness at that time, and let anyone dress up.

    Although there is no disability now, but mother is disappointed with him. After seeing Song Yu, she doesn't even buy clothes for Cheng Yan, saying that it is a waste of resources. At that time, was compared by other children. Gradually, mother was disappointed and saved a lot, but didn't she spoil him so much?

    When was a child, became prosperous because of a face, and when grew up, was disliked by dogs because of grades.

    Cheng Yan was used to it.

    He made his own bed, and Guan Di was standing behind Zhang Teng's seat. Zhang Teng was playing games as soon as he arrived. The luggage was piled aside, and only the computer equipment was complete.

    "Aren't you going to clean up?" Cheng Yan looked at the pile.

    "It's alright, I can sleep on the floor." Zhang Teng said he could not sleep, but he had to play games. He was not addicted to the Internet for a day or two, so Cheng Yan didn't care much and continued to pack his things.

    Climb into bed and make the bed.

    Guan Di asked below: "There are still three days before the game."

    Cheng Yan knelt on the bed and folded the quilt: "Well."

    Guan Di said: "What should I do? Would you like us to accompany you to practice?"

    "Really?"

    "It's not sincere," Guan Di said. "We all know how much we have, and we definitely won't be able to get in, but you're fighting chicken blood like this, and you're giving your life to accompany the gentleman."

    Cheng Yan laughed: "No need, you rest."

    They didn't want to join the school team at first, their strength did not allow them, they have been tossing with Cheng Yan all the time, which is enough to show loyalty.

    Zhang Teng took the time to say in the game, "But seriously, Cheng Yan, I really can't practice with you for the past two days. I have received a few orders and have to play."

    "Okay." Cheng Yan said.

    Zhang Teng thought he had heard it wrong, so he looked back, and Guan Di was too. He didn't know why Cheng Yan was so good at talking all of a sudden. Guan Di said, "Okay?"

    "Yes," Cheng Yan said, "you can do whatever you want. Just form a team for me on the day of the game."

    "As long as you participate on the day of the game?"

    "Well." Cheng Yan repeated again.

    "No, you're not afraid of not being able to get in?" Guan Di asked curiously, "Can't I beg us to play with you at this time?"

    "That's right." Zhang Teng touched the back of his head and looked up at the person on the bed, "He was holding me back two days ago and wouldn't let me go."

    Cheng Yan finally got the tedious sheets. He stepped down from the bed and started tidying up his desk. He didn't bring a computer, so he wasn't interested in them. He just took out the toiletries and a bluetooth speaker and put them on the table. On, of course, a basketball.

    "Someone is with me." Cheng Yan said.

    Guan Di guessed: "Zhao Yibai?"

    Cheng Yan shook his head and didn't respond. He was looking at his mobile phone when news came in.

    It was Zhao Yibai.

    Ask him if he's done.

    - Done, don't worry.

    ——Who cares about you, I'm afraid that you, an inexperienced person, can't even cover the quilt.

    - I just don't know how to cook.

    Cheng Yan justified his name. He is not that rubbish, although his mother always thought he was quite rubbish.

    At this moment, the door of the dormitory suddenly came in, and a boy stood outside, shouting, "Guan Di."

    Guan Di hugged his hands and said impatiently, "Are there any ghosts? Come in."

    The boy laughed and came in to look at Zhang Teng who was playing games. He also stood beside Guan Di in tacit understanding and said, "I want to discuss something with you, who can't change a dormitory with me?"

    "Why?" Guandy asked.

    "I don't want to be in that dormitory, I don't play very well, let's be together."

    "Our room is full," Guan Di asked, "Who are you in your dormitory?"

    The boy started to report his name, and the others shook their heads and did not agree to change.

    "Isn't there an empty seat?" The boy pointed to the bed by the door.

    "You're blind, isn't there anything on it?" This means that someone has taken the seat.

    "Fuck me, no one will replace me, what is my fate?" He complained as he went out.

    In the dormitory, there was a lively chat, and they all sympathized with that person. Cheng Yan was indifferent. He didn't have a deep friendship with that person. Guan Di and Zhang Teng seemed to have a very deep friendship with him.

    "Whose bed is this?" Guan Di stood on the bed where nothing was left but no one else was seen, "Do you know?"

    "I was there when I came, and I didn't see anyone." Zhang Teng said.

    Just when everyone was speculating about the sacredness of this place, the protagonist of the bed finally entered the dormitory. When Guan Di, Cheng Yan and others saw his face, they were all dumbfounded.

    Is this... Han Chengyu's bed?

    What a joke, didn't Han Chengyu drop out of school? And even if you go to school, you can't share a dormitory with them, right? He should also be the roommate of the graduating class in high school, right?

    Everyone's impression of this frightening "big guy" is still on the bloody deeds he had stabbed. Zhang Teng didn't even dare to play games, and they all stared at Han Chengyu, trying to do as much as possible. Concealing the panic in his eyes, the panic was revealed.

    Han Chengyu has a strong psychological quality. He doesn't feel embarrassed when many people stare at him. He can still laugh and say to a group of people, "Why are you so defensive?"

    Not feeling that there is anything to be guarded against, it would be bad to be told by others. Guan Di and the others turned their heads, pretending they didn't hear or see, but they couldn't stop their curiosity, and looked at Han Chengyu out of the corner of the eye.

    Cheng Yan said at this moment: "Why are you here?"

    As soon as he spoke, the others couldn't sit still and cast their gazes at him. In their hearts, Cheng Yan and Han Chengyu shouldn't be related, right? !

    "Send the child," Han Chengyu touched the bed frame above his head and looked at the dormitory with interest, "It's a coincidence that you are here, take care of him in the future."

    Only Cheng Yan knew who was in Han Chengyu's mouth.

    Guan Di and others were already at a loss.

    "He... lives in this room?"

    "This is his bed," Han Chengyu tapped the empty bed with his fingertips. "The environment is good, but there are a lot of people."

    He looked around the circle of people.

    Cheng Yan looked around and didn't talk to him again.

    Han Chengyu didn't leave. It sounded like a negotiation, but in fact there were many threats and warnings: "We are all in the same dormitory, take care of each other, don't have any disputes, just look at my face, okay?"

    Everyone didn't understand, until another person walked in at the door, Tang Jiale holding a computer...

    No wonder, everyone finally understood the reason why Han Chengyu appeared here.

    Tang Jiale was also very surprised when he saw them, especially Cheng Yan. He glanced at Cheng Yan calmly and said to Han Chengyu, "You can go."

    Han Chengyu said unhappily, "Crossing the river and demolishing bridges like this?"

    Tang Jiale didn't want to chat with him, and said, "You insisted on coming, I didn't invite you."

    Tang Jiale is really the only one who dares to attack Han Chengyu like this. This scene is especially like a big guy chasing his wife. This is how everyone feels intuitively.

    Han Chengyu urged: "Okay, I'll go, you two, get along well."

    He seemed considerate, but he was actually a threat. Cheng Yan and others could understand the voiceover. What Han Chengyu meant was that if anyone dared to provoke Tang Jiale, no one would be able to eat and walk away.

    As soon as Han Chengyu left, Guan Di and the others were silent. They didn't expect Tang Jiale to live in their dormitory. Zhang Teng turned back to play his own game. Guan Di stood in front of Cheng Yan and asked him how he knew Han Chengyu. .

    "I don't know." Cheng Yan said.

    "Then you talk to him?"

    "Just a word, nothing." Cheng Yan picked up the phone and read the text messages again. Zhao Yibai asked him about the game, and he replied casually.

    "I didn't expect to share a room with Tang Jiale, I rely on it, it won't be peaceful in the future." Guan Di said in a low voice, he never thought of sharing a dormitory with the enemy.

    "Well water doesn't make river water, what's past is gone."

    Guan Di thought he had heard it wrong, put his hands up and said, "Why did you start talking for him? It's not like you."

    "There's no way." Cheng Yan just said a fact, it's true that Tang Jiale didn't deal with them, but they shouldn't bully others. From a class, it's too ugly and unnecessary.

    Cheng Yan was with Song Yu in those days, went to Han Chengyu's store, and met Tang Jiale at Han Chengyu's place, and he was not so hostile to him anymore.

    Moreover, Han Chengyu is Song Yu's friend, and Tang Jiale is someone Han Chengyu cares about. If they make trouble, the impact will be bad. Cheng Yan thinks very far.

    "As long as he doesn't look for trouble, I won't take the initiative to attack him," Guan Di whispered: "Grandma's leg, how did he hook up with Han Chengyu?"

    Tang Jiale was packing in front of the door and couldn't hear Guan Di's words.

    The door is not closed, which makes it very convenient for people to come.

    Song Yu suddenly appeared in front of the door and shouted inside, "Cheng Yan."

    One wave after another, Guan Di's little heart has not regained the frequency, which is tossed at a fast pace.

    Zhang Teng turned off the computer in fright.

    No matter how fierce Han Chengyu was not at school, Song Yu was the senior of the graduating class, in the same class as the boss of the student union, Zhang Teng instinctively panicked, as if he was hiding from the head teacher.

    A voice frightened people into that. Cheng Yan glanced at Zhang Teng, who was hopeless, and walked over to Song Yu. Song Yu asked, "Are you ready?"

    Cheng Yan looked back, "It's almost time."

    Song Yu said, "Then I'll wait for you and have dinner together."

    Cheng Yan nodded, "I have the key with me."

    He turned around to get the key, passed by Guan Di, and Guan Di's eyes were even more terrifying, "How the fuck did you hook up with me?"

    Cheng Yan put on the key and said, "He's helping me move things. I'll invite him to dinner, do you need it? I'll bring some back for you at night."

    Guan Di hurriedly waved his hand to let him go, and gave him that look, they were all afraid of Song Yu, no less than afraid of Han Chengyu.

    "Then I'm leaving, see you later." Cheng Yan followed Song Yu out.

    A heated discussion broke out in the dormitory.

    "What kind of adultery does Cheng Yan have with Song Yu?" Zhang Teng didn't eat melon before, so he didn't know.

    Someone said: "It seems that they know each other."

    "What's more, Song Yu actually helped him move things?"

    "I think our dormitory can walk sideways."

    "When will Cheng Yan come back? Can I ask him to ask for Zhang Songyu's autograph?"

    Tang Jiale didn't speak, and sat alone on the stool, his eyes were clear.

    He wouldn't be like the others, thinking that the two were just a simple friendship. Perhaps, he was the only person in this dormitory who understood Cheng Yan.

    ——

    Song Yu said that he helped Cheng Yan move things, so he really came over, from his downstairs community, to the station, to the school, after a lot of tossing, he sent Cheng Yan to the door of the dormitory. He didn't go in because his things were still there. I didn't clean up, I went back to the dormitory to clean up my bed.

    Only now.

    "Does your roommate have any opinion on me?" Song Yu had a deep understanding of the eyes of the group of people, seeing him as if he had seen a poisonous snake, is he so scary?

    "No, I'm just a little afraid of you."

    "fear me?"

    Cheng Yan explained: "What do you think? Master Song, you were with Han Chengyu and the others, and you are famous. Who wouldn't be afraid to see you?"

    Song Yu frowned and said, "Are you afraid?"

    Cheng Yan said, "You seem to have asked me this question."

    Song Yudao: "It's okay, I just like to talk nonsense with you."

    Cheng Yan laughed, coughed, and replied seriously, "I'm afraid too."

    He said it with a smile, not sincere at all, Song Yu didn't take it seriously.

    The two came to the cafeteria, and Cheng Yan asked him what he wanted to eat.

    "It's all right, you can treat me as I wish." Song Yu said with care that he rarely eats in the cafeteria, and he is more used to packing and taking away, because before eating with others in the cafeteria, he was secretly took a lot of photos and uploaded them on On the forum, Song Yu avoided it as much as possible.

    That's right, Song Yu is the kind of school star who even has a forum.

    "Then I'll treat you to something good," Cheng Yan said, "Let's go to the second floor."

    On the second floor, Cheng Yan ordered a few good dishes, but unfortunately there was no wine. He liked drinking the most. He still had to restrain himself in school. There was no wine in the cafeteria. He ordered a drink and sat down with Song Yu.

    "I like their lettuce. It's delicious when fried. My mother made it for me too, but I always think it's not as tasty as the cafeteria. I don't know what seasonings they put." Cheng Yan opened the bottle cap and the soda was cold. He likes to drink cold, especially now that it's hot and the cafeteria is a little stuffy.

    "You can ask the aunt in the cafeteria for a secret recipe, if someone else is willing to give it to you." Song Yu's can was not opened, and Cheng Yan was already drinking.

    "Okay, you go and brush your face."

    Song Yu raised his head and gave him a charitable look, "My face is worthless, but real gold and silver can stand the test better."

    "Who said that? How many girls are you fascinated by your face?" Cheng Yan blamed him for not knowing, didn't he always say that the handsome guy knew how handsome he was? How could Song Yu be so bland, not doing anything fancy at all.

    Who in the next class, relying on their handsomeness, has never had a window period, and I don't know how many boats are under their feet. Shen Yun and the others have always had a lot of opinions.

    During the chat, some of their dishes were ready, Cheng Yan went to bring them over, and as soon as he saw Song Yu get up, he let him sit, he moved the plate to the table, and counted: "Lettuce, small mushrooms, chicken wings, Braised pork, lion head, and…”

    He couldn't remember it for a while, Song Yu reminded: "Sauce skeleton."

    "Oh yes," Cheng Yan looked back: "Is it okay? Didn't call me."

    "Wait a minute." Song Yu took out his chopsticks, put them in front of Cheng Yan, and ordered a lot of things. Today, he contributed a lot, so it's good to add some physical fitness.

    Cheng Yan sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and ate the little lettuce he had been thinking about for a long time.

    "Try this, it's really delicious," Cheng Yan did not forget to recommend it, "if it doesn't taste good, slap me."

    "It's so big?" Song Yu said while he strongly recommended, "I have to say it's delicious if it's not delicious."

    Cheng Yan stared at him chewing, eager to get his approval, and said eagerly, "How is it, how is it?"

    "Well..." Song Yu was full of appetite, raised his hand and said, "Should I fan the left or the right?"

    "Ah? Isn't it delicious?" Cheng Yan took another bite, nodded and said, "It's delicious."

    Auntie called him, his last dish is ready.

    "It's delicious, I lied to you," Song Yu stood up and went to serve the dishes, not forgetting to press the back of Cheng Yan's head, "What should I do if I'm so easy to deceive?"

    Cheng Yan touched his head. He said that Song Yu was cold and cold, but this label was gradually overturned.

    There were more people in the cafeteria, and Cheng Yan and Song Yu also paid attention. Among the classmates who came in one after another, Cheng Yan suddenly saw a person. He felt a little familiar, so he watched it for a while, and he didn't know who it was, but he didn't know who it was. The man kept staring at him, this look...

    Cheng Yan had a vague impression.

    Is he right? That person was waving at him? He just lifted it up, looked at Cheng Yan while smiling, Cheng Yan hurriedly looked at his side to make sure that he was not greeting anyone else.

    When Song Yu came back, he found him looking around and asked, "What's wrong?"

    Cheng Yan raised his head and said, "I saw a familiar person."

    Song Yu asked who it was.

    "I don't know. I saw him on the bus. He would always stare at me."

    "Why are people staring at you?"

    Cheng Yan said embarrassedly, "Because... I have always watched people show their affection."

    Cheng Yan touched his nose, thinking of the day he was caught, he was still a little ashamed, the couple was showing off right under his nose, and he was instantly fascinated.

    "Are you okay?" Song Yu sat down and put the plate in Cheng Yan's left hand.

    "Aren't you curious?" Cheng Yan took chopsticks, took a piece of chicken wing, and placed it on a small bowl of white rice, "I am very envious when I see people show their affection."

    "envious?"

    "Envy," Cheng Yan said, "When you are with the person you like, you can do anything well, and you will feel happy when you have a meal."

    "Like now?" Song Yuyi pointed.

    The chicken wings in Cheng Yan's mouth were all bones. He took a bite and spat it out. He poked at the white rice in the bowl with his chopsticks. When his mother saw him and wanted to scold him, he said reproachfully, "It's a pity you didn't agree to me. ."

    Song Yu looked at him with tenderness in his eyes. He didn't move his chopsticks and said with some scruples, "I need time..."

    "I know, I know," Cheng Yan raised his hand and said, "I'm joking with you, I said I won't force you."

    Cheng Yan brought him some vegetables and joked: "Do you think I'm dirty? My chopsticks are used."

    Song Yu laughed, picked up the chopsticks and started eating. They all said that they would not eat or sleep, but very few people can do it in the contemporary era. Young people always gossip during the meal time, because they are busy at work. In daily life, only this time is free.

    Cheng Yan and Song Yu ate this meal for an hour, and they finished it long ago. They talked for a long time afterward. When they came out of the cafeteria, it was getting late. Today is the weekend, and there will be class again tomorrow.

    "The competition is coming soon." Song Yu reminded him that the trials that Cheng Yan paid attention to were already in front of him.

    "Scared." Cheng Yan folded his arms.

    "Don't be afraid," Song Yu said, "I'm watching you from the sidelines."

    "Are you looking at me?" Cheng Yan said, "Then I'm even more nervous."

    "Then I'm not coming?"

    "Come on, be nervous." Cheng Yan said hurriedly, Song Yu looking at him would make him nervous, but it gave him more motivation.

    In addition, he also wanted to show off in front of Song Yu.

    Maybe he doesn't like his penalty kick skills, but Cheng Yan will feel more at ease when he is here.

    "Starting at four o'clock next Tuesday, ensure your physical strength these two days, don't run around, and prepare well." Song Yu said, "I'll be waiting for you in the school team."

    Cheng Yan also likes to listen to love words. Although he has also been confessed and listened to those touching words, he is not as provocative as Song Yu's words. Being liked is really different. He didn't do anything, just a casual sentence In other words, you want to taste it as a philosophy, to disassemble it, and to see if it cares about your performance.

    Cheng Yan asked, "Are you optimistic about me?"

    Song Yu said, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

    Really frank, Cheng Yan said: "Of course I have to listen to the truth, your support... is very important to me."

    In the sunset, Song Yu stood in front of Cheng Yan and whispered: "To be honest, I don't want you to enter the basketball team, the cruel competition in it will wipe out all your enthusiasm, it is not a cradle, its cruelty The level is far beyond your imagination, but since you want to come in, no matter what the reason, all I can do is to help you."

    Cheng Yan actually felt that Song Yu didn't want him in too much. He used to think that it was because of his lack of strength that Song Yu looked down on him, but now he knew that he was afraid that the hard training would wipe out his enthusiasm.

    "Cheng Yan, come if you want, and make a good use of it. I hope your hard work these days will not be in vain, but I also want to remind you, don't have too much hope for the basketball team, that's not the place to carry your dreams." Because Cheng Yan's dream was never to shine on the court, he wanted to go in just because Song Yu was there.

    Song Yu knew that he tried to stop him in the past, but now, there is no point in stopping him.

    He might as well stop and wait for him.

    "You're not optimistic about me, are you?" Cheng Yan asked cautiously, Song Yu's support was very important to him, Song Yu's opposition was more important to him, all his confidence was based on his words, except for billiards Besides, he doesn't have any other strengths that can give him absolute advantage and confidence.

    "On the contrary," Song Yu said, "because I value you too much, I'm even more afraid that you choose the wrong path."

    They are only in their teens, and their future is still very long. Song Yu knows what he wants and the direction of the future, but Cheng Yan does not. He is very confused, and the footsteps of pursuing him are the manifestation of his confusion.

    He can't afford to delay a person's future.

    "Don't be under pressure, I want to join the school team, which is my firm goal after meeting you. I really don't have any dreams. If I have to say it..." Cheng Yan said seriously: "It's you."

    Song Yu's breathing became lighter, and the setting sun hit Cheng Yan's face, making this small face more and more sunny.

    "I don't know why I like you, maybe it's the same as others, because you're excellent, because I have a strong desire," Cheng Yan said, "what you worry about is your business, my mother said, timid people will miss it More opportunities, I don't think I'm timid when it comes to liking you, but you are too late to accept my wishes. Since I promised not to force you, I can make the result before you think about it. Look on the bright side, unless you can tell me before Tuesday's game that you don't like me, you don't want to be with me, you're just a friendship with me."

    Cheng Yan raised his head, with a youthful spirit, "Only in this way will I stop chasing you."

    There was something brighter than the evening sun in Song Yu's eyes, the surrounding background was eclipsed, and there was only the outline of a handsome young man in his eyes.

    "Do you dare? Say I don't like you," Cheng Yan had never been so bold, it was the confidence Song Yu gave him, yes, he could even feel someone's looming love, even though he wanted to hide it so much, He was already in the basketball hall that day, and he showed his best performance. Cheng Yan stared at Song Yu's face and every inch of his skin, "If you don't dare, then all you can do is to pull me towards you. beside."

    He could not respond to his passionate love, Cheng Yan didn't know the reason, he thought he had no courage for the time being.

    But if he dared to say he didn't like it, Cheng Yan could leave immediately.

    The flowing light fell from the boy's eyebrows, fell on Song Yu's palm, and fell on his beating heart.

    He has never seen someone so arrogant, standing in front of him arrogantly, exposing his intense emotions, you say, how can those lifeless love letters compare to such a fresh life?

    Song Yu stepped forward, the toes of the shoes collided, and the dark shadow pressed down, surrounding the arrogance, Song Yu turned his head, leaned over, his lips lightly rubbed against Cheng Yan's helix, his eyes burst out with fierce abusive desire, dyedHis eyes were blood red: "I really want to hurt you."

    Song Yu grabbed Cheng Yan's arm and used his five fingers to remind and warn: "Then come bravely, you better pray that you are not selected, because the deputy team is very fierce and will not take care of anyone, there is a possibilityCan classmate Cheng Yan stand up to bullying others?"

    Cheng Yan firmly said: "The deputy team is curious and will try it with me."

    Song Yu's fingertips swam down Cheng Yan's face, with undisguised intoxication in his eyes. He chuckled lightly and said with relief, "Your arrogance and confidence are much cooler than that day."

    "You gave me the courage to win the prize." Cheng Yan's eyes were bright and his voice was clear: "What you do, what you say, the way you look at me now... It's hard for me to believe that you don't like me at all."

    The author has said:

    Not only want to pull to the side, but also want to press down.

    Gradually branch up.

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