Did that unsightly guy succumb to my uncle today?

"Is it really as good as you say?"

Zhou Jun's voice was a little unsteady, and he had just discovered that his ears were his major weakness.

Song Qianlou whispered in his ear, like a series of electric currents were released in his ear, along the spine to the waist, causing an involuntary shudder.

How could his newly exposed weakness escape Song Qianlou's eyes? Song Qianlou put his hand on his waist and rubbed it down at a speed so slow that Zhou Jun was impatient. The other side still did not give up on Zhou Jun's ear. attack.

"Sure," the ending rises, indicating that he still has something to say, "better than me."

Zhou Jun's breath became disordered, and the vague desire awakened in the fierce attack before, was stimulated by the electric current, and burned into a small flame, and with the movements of Song Qianlou's hands, it burned into a prairie fire. Potential.

The flames carrying electric current ran wildly in Zhou Jun's body, causing Zhou Jun's body temperature to rise rapidly, blocking all thinking in his brain.

Zhou Jun's simplicity and straightforwardness lies in the fact that he is more faithful to the concrete and sensible desires of the body than abstract metaphysical thinking.

Refuse painful and sad things, and pursue pleasant and comfortable things.

The fire ignited by the electric current brought by Song Qianlou gave him happiness that he had never experienced before.

Electric current and flame intertwined with each other, condensing into a scalding heat energy.As the electric current and flames became more and more intense, the thermal energy continued to expand, and began to rush and collide in his body, desperately looking for an exit.

Song Qianlou was busy going up and down to build the exit for him.

The thermal energy that finally got his wish flew out like an arrow, and exploded into a thick white firework.

Zhou Jun panted and fell into Song Qianlou's arms.

Song Qianlou put the collected fireworks into his mouth as food.

Zhou Jun was so frightened that he collapsed on the grass and shouted, "Pervert!"

Song Qianlou grinned indifferently, and after tidying up, he picked up his notebook and camera and started watching birds.

Zhou Jun lay on the ground looking at the sky, waiting for his heartbeat and breathing to recover.

Lying down and looking at the sky, there is an illusion that the world is turned upside down.But this is not an illusion, Zhou Jun's world was indeed overturned by Song Qianlou.

The quiet air flowed between the two of them. After a long time, Song Qianlou heard Zhou Jun mutter: "You are not allowed to kiss me again today..."

Song Qianlou laughed softly after hearing this, if not allowed today, then start tomorrow?

But he still focused on bird watching, without turning his head, he replied: "Okay."

"Don't touch me again in the future."

A repeated "hmm" didn't seem like an agreement, but Zhou Jun, who is generous, took it for the time being.

Song Qianlou knew that Zhou Jun needed some time, so he didn't say anything to him.

So one person watched the birds through the telescope, and the other watched the birds passing by occasionally in the sky, and spent this special afternoon like this.

When the tired birds began to return to their nests, Zhou Jun began to walk out of the mountain path in an absolutely safe manner under the guidance of Song Qianlou, and arrived at the night camping point of the large army.

The simultaneous appearance of the two caused a commotion in the large army.

"Shihua! Are you okay!" Seeing Zhou Jun, Tong Dali ran towards him whining and gave him a big hug.

"it's okay no problem!"

Zhou Jun returned to the 117 dormitory team in the frolicking dialogue, and Song Qianlou, after being introduced by Liu Ren as a mysterious foreign aid, told everyone the precautions for camping.

When Song Qianlou criticized the experience of Tong Dali and Zhou Jun as a negative example, Zhou Jun had the illusion that what happened in the afternoon was his dream.

This Song Qianlou, sometimes so cunning, sometimes so fierce, sometimes so serious, sometimes so... so indescribable...

Tiny!How many faces do you have!

After dinner, everyone held a bonfire party under the premise of absolute safety.In order to enliven the atmosphere, Liu Ren led everyone to play a lot of games. To add to the fun, they began to pass the flowers by beating drums, and let the person who received the flowers perform a show.

Tong Dali was the first to receive the flowers, and he excitedly said to his roommates: "Comrades of 117! It's time to show our unique skills!"

Wu Zhonglu covered his face with his hands, Cheng Yuan shook his head fiercely, Zhou Jun also asked in embarrassment: "Are you sure?"

Tong Dali completely ignored their reactions, and dragged the three of them to the center of the crowd.

He announced, "Listen up, everyone! Next up is the four of us—A cappella!"

They said they were unwilling, but the other three cooperated very well and performed the songs they often practiced in the dormitory.

During the singing, Zhou Jun always felt his cheeks were hot, not only because of the light from the bonfire, but also because of Song Qianlou's eyes of unabashed admiration.

After the performance, the partners applauded for a while.Afterwards, the flowers were passed on to several girls. After the girls finished performing, it was Song Qianlou's turn.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Song Qianlou said, "Although we didn't play Truth or Dare today, I'm going to take the risk to say the truth—I'm a tone deaf, I'm tone deaf, so don't even think about singing."

The more he said that, the more everyone booed him to sing. The helpless Song Qianlou showed his singing ability with a sentence of "magic sound fills the ears", and Zhou Jun laughed so hard that he almost rolled to the ground.

"So, let me go." Song Qianlou spread his hands helplessly.

"No! No! There must be a show! Anything else is fine!" Everyone demanded.

Song Qianlou thought for a moment, then stared at Zhou Jun suddenly and said, "Alright then, let me chant a poem."

He always has an alienated classical temperament. When he turns around, he seems to be transformed into an ancient scholar in an instant, and he recites:

Surrounded by warblers calling for spring,

Junling Escort God.

I would like to follow the king and grandson,

The luxuriant grass attracts people.

After he finished reading the poem, the boys clapped their hands, the girls screamed, and after a few girls whispered to each other, they looked back and forth at Song Qianlou and Zhou Jun with bright eyes, and Hua Linman from the Department of Finance had the brightest eyes.

Zhou Jun didn't understand it at all, so he just felt that everyone was giving Song Qianlou too much face, what kind of broken poems, it is obviously summer, and he still calls for spring, Song Qianlou is nothing but that!

After the lively bonfire party, everyone began to tidy up and move freely.

As soon as Liu Ren announced the start of free activities, Lin Man dragged Song Qianlou to the corner, and said excitedly: "You are too bold! This is going to be made public! Is it done?"

Lin Man was one of the few people in the school who knew about Song Qianlou's sexual orientation. Song Qianlou had a good relationship with her. Hearing her question, he pretended not to understand, and smiled and said, "What should I disclose?" gone?"

"My wife, Zhou Jun! You dare to read such acrostic poems in public, how about it? Did something happen in the afternoon?"

Seeing Lin Man's curious expression of wanting to hear gossip, Song Qianlou said, "Something happened that I can't tell you."

"Don't hold your breath, just tell me, where have you progressed?"

"Well, it's okay to tell you, it's reached the point where I will never back down, and I will chase Zhou Jun no matter what."

"I appreciate your insanity so much. Let me tell you, you must not bully Zhou Jun. Many girls in our school treat him as an idol in private. Also, if there is someone I can help place, you can—ah!"

In the darkness, something caught her under her feet, and Lin Man fell to the side. Song Qianlou tried to hold her back, but she fell with her.

The two accidentally fell into an awkward position. As soon as Song Qianlou put his arms up, he saw Zhou Jun staring at them dumbfounded in front of him.

"Song Qianlou, you bastard!" Zhou Jun rushed over and grabbed Song Qianlou by the collar and punched him.

Song Qianlou caught it steadily and said, "Wait! Listen to me!"

While punching with the other hand, Zhou Jun scolded: "Lin Man is Tong Dali's crush! How could you attack your brother's woman! You still told me this afternoon..."

Only after he finished speaking did he realize that he had slipped his tongue, Zhou Jun said "Hum!" at Song Qianlou and ran away.

As the leader of the school's hurdle team, Zhou Jun's speed was beyond Song Qianlou's ability to catch up.

Facing the tightly sealed tent door of 117, Song Qianlou sighed helplessly, shouted several times but got no response.

Lin Man on the side looked at him sympathetically, and said, "You are finished."

Outside the tent was Song Qianlou who shook his head and walked away, and inside the tent was 117 driving a sleeper meeting, and Zhou Jun was loudly accusing Song Qianlou of his bad behavior.

The accusation made Tong Dali unable to bear it and said: "Maybe I just accidentally fell down..."

"Don't defend that scum!" Zhou Jun said angrily.

Wu Zhonglu handed him a glass of water to calm him down, and said, "Didn't you say that you had a friend who was very troubled, let's talk about that."

So Zhou Jun talked about his troubles and experiences in the way of "I have a friend who encountered something", and finally asked: "How should he face the person who confessed to him now?"

Wu Zhonglu stroked his chin and said, "How do you face it? It sounds like your friend is completely eaten to death by that man."

"What?" Zhou Jun was startled by these words.

Cheng Yuan next to him echoed while playing with his mobile phone: "Yeah, he was being led by the nose at all. That person knows your friend too well, and your friend has no power to fight back."

"He's got it! He's got it! Tell me how he's going to fight back? He's sure to be able to fight back!"

"Uh huh..." Wu Zhonglu and Cheng Yuan were both lost in thought.

"Let's deal with it coldly!" Tong Dali said, "Based on my experience of reading love strategies, I should deal with it coldly at this time and regain control!"

"Cold treatment means...ignore him?" Zhou Jun asked.

"No, no, no," Tong Dali pretended to be deep, "As the so-called love field is like a battlefield, if you want to regain control, you have to hit yours, and I'll hit mine, in order to preserve your own vitality..."

Tong Dali began to talk endlessly about the art of war.

battlefield?Mastership?

Words like these ignited Zhou Jun's competitive spirit again. No matter what kind of battlefield, he had to win Song Qianlou!

"The most important thing," Wu Zhonglu interjected, "Your friend must understand his own purpose. You tell him not to be too busy coping with the opponent's moves, but to think about whether there is anything he wants in the opponent. If you want, then you might as well be together happily."

Is there anything he wants in Song Qianlou?

These words made Zhou Jun fall into thinking. He was indeed the one who went to Song Qianlou to challenge the book at first, in order to win back the popularity of the stadium.

and after?Just simply want to beat him?

Why do I want to beat him?

Before he could come up with a clue, his attention was attracted by Cheng Yuan's words.

Looking at the phone, Cheng Yuan said, "The video of us singing a cappella at night got a lot of likes."

"Haha! My credit!" Tong Dali said.

"The group is discussing the bonfire performance at night. Many people are talking about Song Qianlou."

"By the way, did I tell you," Wu Zhonglu said, "Song Qianlou and I are high school alumni. He used to be very cold and didn't take part in group activities very much. Even if he did, he rarely looked like he is today. Being so active has changed a lot. His poem today..."

Wu Zhonglu was silent for a while, and after connecting the hidden head of the poem with what Zhou Jun just said, he seemed to understand something for a moment.

He patted Zhou Jun on the shoulder with the heavy heart of marrying his daughter and said, "I'll find a chance to talk to him."

Zhou Jun didn't understand at all, so when he was about to ask him what he meant, his phone vibrated.

It was Song Qianlou who sent the message: "I misunderstood you, I'm sorry, we will meet and discuss in detail tomorrow."

After Zhou Jun finished reading, he put the phone back up, turned over and closed his eyes before going to sleep.

But his mind was still replaying what happened during the day today, as well as many things since he met Song Qianlou, which made his tired body unable to enter the dream for a long time.

He began to resent Song Qianlou who made his originally simple life so complicated.

No, you can't take advantage of that kid.

I want to turn passivity into initiative, turn disadvantage into advantage, make Song Qianlou obey me, let him yield to me!

As the saying goes, stay close to your friends and even closer to your enemies.

How about taking this opportunity to discover his weakness, grasp his tricks, and let him become my servant and younger brother!

Ha ha ha ha!Just wait and see!

Having figured it out, Zhou Jun immediately relaxed his whole body and fell into a dark and sweet sleep.

The next day, as soon as I got out of the tent, I saw Song Qianlou.

Song Qianlou saw that he was silent, and pointed to the north direction with his chin, signaling Zhou Jun to follow him.

Without saying a word, Zhou Jun strode towards the south.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zhou Jun knew that this time Song Qianlou was led away by him, and he felt satisfied and proud.

Arriving at a hidden place, Zhou Jun leaned against a thick tree and said in a condescending kingly manner: "If you have anything to do, tell me."

"Are you really going to be mad at a stupid misunderstanding?"

"Hmph!" She turned her head to the side, "I'm not angry, it's none of my business what you like with others!"

"It's my fault, I haven't let you fully understand me yet."

Song Qianlou supported himself with both hands, trapping Zhou Jun between the big tree and himself.

"First of all, I, Song Qianlou, a steel crooked man."

While talking, he raised Zhou Jun's chin, forcing him to look at him.

"Secondly, 'No matter what you love,--fans, the opposite sex, country, nation, human beings, etc.--you can only be entangled like a poisonous snake, persistent like a resentful ghost, and in twenty-six hours, there is no hope for the timeless." This sentence is My credo."

Zhou Jun looked at him angrily: "Speak human!"

"The meaning is to warn you that I will haunt you 24 hours like a poisonous snake and a grieving ghost. You'd better be mentally prepared."

After finishing speaking, he gave Zhou Jun a deep kiss. The trapped Zhou Jun did not give up struggling, and after finally pushing Song Qianlou away, he said imposingly: "It's not impossible to date you, but you have to agree to one condition." .”

Song Qianlou looked at him, waiting for his next words.

Zhou Jun raised his head and said, "You have to obey me, be my servant, little brother, and submit to me!"

"yield?"

"That's right! The kind who grovels and grovels!"

"Kowtow?" Song Qianlou asked in a tone of "Did I hear you right?"

Zhou Jun nodded vigorously.

"The establishment of a close relationship between two independent individuals is like the establishment of friendly diplomatic relations between two sovereign and independent states. Unequal treaties cannot last long, are you sure?"

"I don't care about your twists and turns. Anyway, if you want to listen to me, you have to listen to me!" Reasoning is that Song Qianlou can't be said, but he can still be unreasonable!

"For example, how do you listen?" Song Qianlou asked.