"Director Gu," Xu Sheng hid behind Shao Zhan, and reminded him in turn with what Gu Yanwang once reminded them: "There are so many students in the audience, as well as from other schools, we must show the tranquility and elegance of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School. school spirit..."

Gu Yanwang was dragged by Meng Guowei and other teachers, his whole body was almost in the air, his feet were off the ground, and he fluttered in the air: "Linjiang No. 6 Middle School still has a fart elegant school spirit! Shao Zhan, what are you doing on stage? Don't protect me. Follow him, get out of the way."

Shao Zhan stood in front of Xu Sheng, and Gu Yanwang couldn't let go.

Under the stage, Zhang Feng laughed wildly: "Fuck me."

His eldest brother is still his eldest brother. Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone and recorded this shocking picture. The picture shook, and the camera flickered at the end, and inadvertently focused on the blazing sun above his head.

There is no doubt that.

The name Xu Sheng of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School became famous in this national defense education activity jointly participated by several schools.

Xu Sheng's review event ended with Gu Yanwang roaring on the stage, "Write another 3,000 words for Lao Tzu". The activities in the next few days were nothing but continued training, visiting various exhibition halls in the National Defense Zone of the Green Boat Base, as well as the Green Boat Base. The characteristics of the boat base - the simulation aircraft carrier.

"Who didn't dream of being a navy when he was young," a classmate said with emotion in the middle of the visit, "Look at this equipment, how cool it is."

"I have always dreamed of becoming a writer," Shen Wenhao said, pushing his glasses, "I just published my first debut novel on the xx website, everyone can support me."

Shao Zhan: "Website?"

Shen Wenhao has never given up in the field of writing novels, and the school magazine can no longer contain his ambitions. The xx website is said to be a newly emerging literary website.

Shao Zhan didn't know what the classmates were doing, but Xu Sheng had heard a bit of it and explained, "Wenhao seems to be writing science fiction novels online recently. He usually just clicks and swipes for him. Monkey was still in the class last time and encouraged everyone to leave comments. ."

After Shao Zhan heard it, he saw other people passing on the topic. For some reason, it was passed on to Xu Sheng: "Brother Sheng, what do you want to do in the future?"

As soon as this question came out, Xu Sheng, who has always been able to talk about it, was silent for two seconds, but the silence was not noticeable in the noisy environment. Shao Zhan looked at him more, and saw Xu Sheng lowered his eyes and inserted his hand with one hand. In the trouser pocket, sideways out the door and onto the deck outside.

"I don't know." After a long while, he faced the wind and said, "I didn't think about it."

The instructor began to introduce the new equipment, and everyone quickly turned the conversation to other places.

On the fifth day of national defense education, after the closing ceremony party, everyone went back to their dormitories to pack their things, and they had to take the bus back to school early in the morning.

The last night of military training made many students fall into a state of inexplicable carnival, probably because they were thinking that they would be greeted by endless learning after returning to school. The last night at the Green Boat Base made everyone cherish it.

After Xu Sheng took a shower, he opened the door and came out of the bathroom. Hou Jun and the others just discussed how to spend this precious night.

Hou Jun: "We have negotiated that there will be activities in the dormitory on the whole tonight."

Xu Sheng didn't care: "Let's hear it."

Hou Jun smiled: "The last movie I saw, there is a second one, I can't think of it."

Xu Sheng: "..."

This is really unexpected.

Xu Sheng had a chill on his back and wondered what excuse he could find to avoid it later.

However, Hou Jun didn't give him time to think of an excuse at all, he took out the tablet from his backpack secretly: "We can't charge in the dormitory of our school, I didn't expect the socket at the Green Boat Base to work, but fortunately, I brought my tablet with me. already."

At this time, Shao Zhan was in Meng Guowei's bedroom.

Meng Guowei asked him to talk about the competition last time, but he was interrupted by Shen Wenhao rushing in before he finished talking. This time, the competition was made clear. When Shao Zhan returned to the bedroom, the movie just happened to be broadcast to the end.

Xu Sheng's hair was half dry, and he sat on the bed. Although his face remained calm, the movement of Shao Zhan when he opened the door and came in made him tremble uncontrollably.

Shao Zhan closed the door and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Hou Jun: "Killing Game 2, you came back too late, Brother Zhan, this is almost over."

After watching the movie, a few people got together and played a few games together. Just after midnight, the group of people who had been shouting "all night tonight" couldn't stand it any longer, and threw down their mobile phones and fell asleep. .

Xu Sheng's mind was full of scrolling barrages, mainly "fuck". The few games just now did not make him recover from the movie screen.

On a hot day, the temperature in the bedroom was not too low, Xu Sheng still covered the quilt tightly, huddled under the quilt, and found random people from the friend list to chat with.

Zhang Feng: Boss, are you still sleeping?

Xu Sheng: I'm here to find you to contact me.

Zhang Feng: What time is it? I'll call you tomorrow.

Xu Sheng: Still not a brother.

Zhang Feng: It’s my brother, why don’t we contact you in a dream. I’m too tired from training these days. I want to go to bed earlier.

...

In the dark bedroom after the lights were turned off, only Xu Sheng's bed was faintly emitting some light from his mobile phone.

Xu Sheng replied to Zhang Feng, "Okay, go to sleep." After that, he exited the chat box and received a new message.

It's Shao Zhan.

Concise and concise, three words.

- Still not sleeping.

Xu Sheng panicked in his heart. It was completely different from the way he became famous on the review stage two days ago. If this group of new fans, brothers and sisters saw this, he would doubt his life. He paused his finger. , Still dressed up and replied calmly: Isn't it normal for young people to cultivate at night, and you didn't sleep either.

Shao Zhan: Go to sleep right away.

At this point, it's rare to catch someone who didn't sleep.

I don't know why, Xu Sheng suddenly felt a lot more relieved when he saw those three words. Maybe it was because the person who didn't sleep crossed the network cable and was only separated from him by an aisle of less than half an arm's width.

Xu Sheng was loyal to his instincts, and replied: No.

After a few seconds, a sentence was being typed on the top of the chat box.

The words sent by Shao Zhan seemed to have magical powers, and Xu Sheng could almost make up the boy's cold voice.

-Afraid to watch?

The fluorescent light of the mobile phone shone on Xu Sheng's face, and he pushed the pretense to the end.

-Hold.

-Who said I was afraid.

- With just that little thing, how could your brother Sheng be afraid?

After a long while, the opposite bed rustled for a while, making a very soft sound, which sounded like the sound of the quilt rubbing against the sheets, which could be heard very clearly in the quiet night.

Then Xu Sheng saw two more words in the chat box.

- Reach out.

Reach out?

Extend your hand.

Xu Sheng didn't react for a while. He stared at the chat box for a while, then let go of one hand and poked his hand out a little bit from the quilt.

Xu Sheng was actually getting a little hot under the quilt. After he stretched out his hand, the temperature covered by the quilt quickly dissipated. He stretched out his hand halfway, and his knuckles touched something—very familiar, a little bit. The temperature was even a little hot. Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment, as if something exploded suddenly. He couldn't help but want to retract his hand, but the other party directly covered his hand without saying a word.

This is completely different from the feeling that Xu Sheng accidentally grabbed onto Shao Zhan's hand when he was watching a movie with Monkey and the others in the dormitory last time.

During the silence, the phone screen automatically turns off.

The eyes suddenly darkened, and all the sounds in the ears also followed, and for a while, all the senses disappeared, only the sense of touch was left.

I don't know how long it took before the phone screen turned on again.

Shao Zhan: Let you catch the wrong one once.

Xu Sheng didn't know how he fell asleep that night, nor how long he and Shao Zhan had been together like this. Hou Jun and the others were sleeping soundly in the bedroom. Tan Kai's snoring, Yuan Ziqiang's snoring came out of his sleep from time to time. A few words in a dream, maybe only the moonlight coming in from the window inadvertently glimpsed what happened that night.

"It's time to go back to school..." The next morning, Hou Jun put on his clothes with his eyes closed, reminding everyone to get up and pack up quickly, "Let's gather at eight o'clock, and get up quickly."

Hou Jun's voice was louder than an alarm clock: "Brothers, don't sleep!"

Xu Sheng was woken up by Hou Jun. He narrowed his eyes, unable to open his eyes due to the sunlight coming in from the window.

When his consciousness gradually returned to the cage, the hand he covered in front of him stopped unnaturally in mid-air, and didn't move for a long time. Then he slowly took it away and stared at his open fingers for two seconds before he remembered last night. What did he and Shao Zhan do: "..."

He sat up and saw that Shao Zhan had already changed his clothes and was pulling out the door from the compartment with a water glass.

Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Wake up."

"Ah," Xu Sheng looked away and said unnaturally, "Morning."

Hou Jun bent over to take a water glass and toothbrush, rubbed his waist and interjected before entering the cubicle: "By the way, did you sleep well last night, why do I think this bed is harder than our school's sleep... Is there any difference in the wood material? "

Xu Sheng couldn't answer this.

He didn't know how long he slept with people holding hands at night. After all, he had to say that I slept well last night?

However, Hou Jun was facing him when he asked this, Xu Sheng got out of bed and rushed into the cubicle in front of Hou Jun.

Hou Jun was blocked from the door: "...Brother Sheng, even if you are handsome, you have to wait in line."

In just a few days, the Green Boat Base left many memories for the students.

The green road looks very familiar. There are also dismantled guns, visited military equipment, madly grabbed instant noodles, and other words that have been shouted in the air, and even... fights.

At the end of the party last night, Instructor Wang was also a little reluctant to give up. He was kind and kind, and his classmates liked him very much. When some classmates reluctantly called "Instructor", he also smiled slightly: "Tomorrow you will go back to school. Now, I will study hard when I go back, and I can spend these five days with you. I am very happy, very happy to meet you."

Class 7 packed up their things and ate at the cafeteria of the Green Boat Base for the last time.

After the meal, Instructor Wang took them to the bus and said goodbye to everyone through the door.

Then the bus started slowly and left the Green Boat Base.

The feeling of returning to campus is both familiar and unfamiliar. Meng Guowei was afraid that these students would not be able to take their minds back, so he arranged for them to write essays in the first Chinese class back to school: "Let's be quiet in this class and write a class composition with the title of ' My dream' is also to remind you to plan your next study life well... I don't know you yet, and you will drift away after going out to play for a few days."

Meng Guowei has a wide range of ideas. In conjunction with this composition, he also came up with a fancy link, asking students to anonymously write the name of their target university: "When you graduate, see if you have achieved your goal."

Meng Guowei wrote the title of the composition on the blackboard.

Xu Sheng only glanced at it, then lay down and went to sleep.

Shao Zhan: "Don't write?"

Xu Sheng didn't lift his head: "Writing poetry requires inspiration."

Shao Zhan: "..."

He really forgot that his deskmate was a "great poet" and never wrote well.

In this class, Xu Sheng handed in a blank for his composition, and he didn't move a word.

Shao Zhan was called by Meng Guowei between classes. Meng Guowei would always analyze and explain Shao Zhan's composition to him after class, and this time was no exception. After the brief talk, Meng Guowei had other things to do, so he handed the anonymous note to Shao Zhan: "Shao Zhan, help the teacher sort it out, take it apart and fold it up, put it in my folder after sorting it out. Just fine."

Shao Zhan responded.

The handwriting on these notes is different. Since they are anonymous, these people have written about any school. In addition to many normal schools, there are many famous schools, and even more directly imagine Tsinghua University and Peking University.

However, in these piles of paper, there is a school name that is incompatible with other schools.

——The Central Academy of Fine Arts.