first love

Every event ended successfully, giving Wen Lan a strong sense of satisfaction.

But when he looked at Xie Nanqun, he felt more... emotions, as if the rocks washed by the tide gradually became soft and took on a different shape.

"Little basket, when is Ma Yuan's essay due?" Xie Nanqun from behind suddenly called him.

Wen Lan turned around: "Before Sunday."

Xie Nanqun had a face full of resistance, and kept saying that this was an out-and-out bad news. After a while, he moved his chair closer and glanced at Wen Lan's computer screen: "Are you writing?"

"Write it early so you don't have to rush, I, I'm used to it."

Xie Nanqun certainly knows this truth, but the bad habits he has developed over the past 20 years are deeply ingrained, and he can't even remember that he still has homework until the last moment. "One day, two days, there are still two more days to pay!" Relying on his height of 1.8 meters, he didn't move his body, put his head on Wen Lan's shoulder, "Hey, kind little basket, you won't Watching Brother Qun being criticized?"

Feeling the side of his neck being burned by the other party's breath, a layer of nervous goosebumps appeared, Wen Lan lowered his voice uncomfortably: "You can't copy..."

"Can't it be used as a reference material?"

"Just don't copy and paste." He pursed his lips, wondering if he had a fever, otherwise why would he be hot all over?

It's rare to be so dull, Xie Nanqun saw that the tip of the other's nose was sweating, and it was slightly bright, so he hurriedly got up to turn up the fan.

As soon as he walked away, Wen Lan breathed a sigh of relief, slightly tore off the neckline of the T-shirt, and beads of sweat slid along the texture of his skin into invisible depths.In case the situation just now happened again, he took out the flash memory card sent by the Astronomical Society, saved his article that was almost at the end, and handed it to Xie Nanqun: "Except for some relatively fixed sentences, everything else can be changed."

"Thank you for my little basket! Did yesterday's cotton candy taste good? Do you need to change the flavor?" As a science student, Xie Nanqun was afraid of this kind of sloppy theory class.

Wen Lan scratched his ears: "It's very good, don't always buy it for me It's too expensive."

"Your brothers are happy."

While the other party was going back to study the big composition, Wen Lan quietly opened his medicine box, took out a few cold medicines and swallowed them.Generally, when you have a fever, take medicine and sleep overnight, and you will be fine the next day.I hope it won't infect Xie Nanqun. I heard that the class will have a basketball game recently, and the opponent is the main player...

Wen Lan was worried all night, while Xie Nanqun stayed up all night.At noon the next day, when the two slowly got up, they both had big dark circles under their eyes.

After getting up, Wen Lan touched his forehead, it wasn't hot, so he shouldn't be sick, and he finally relaxed.

"I'm so sleepy, but luckily there's a small basket of essays..." Xie Nanqun walked over to him, turned on cold water and poured it on his face, suddenly refreshed, "I'm going to have to write at the end of the term, right?"

"There should be no composition for the objective questions of the final exam." Wen Lan calmed down, his tone was the same as usual.

Xie Nanqun patted his cheeks, half-closed his eyes: "I want to complain again, the small composition is big, and I broke my hand." Ma Yuan's teacher is a top-notch teacher. The small composition is [-] words, and the large composition is [-] words. All requirements handwriting.Even if the manuscript is first drafted on the computer and then copied to paper, it is still exhausting.

Hearing this, Wen Lan struggled for a moment, and then said sympathetically, "It is said that Sixiu, the sophomore, is also him."

"I will give him the lowest score in the final assessment!"

Aside from Ma Yuan's composition, Xie Nanqun washed his face and went back to the dormitory to look through the jersey he had stuffed to the bottom of the cabinet.There was a selection for the class basketball game this afternoon, and he was forced by the class instructor to sign up, and if he didn't make it, he had to.Since time can't be turned back, Xie Nanqun can only be as eye-catching as possible, so that Wen Lan can see his skills.

As for why this idea came up suddenly, Xie Nanqun couldn't figure it out. It could only be attributed to his own nature of wanting to show off all the time.

"Are you going to watch in the afternoon?" He put on his crumpled basketball uniform, deliberately ignoring the strange look in the other party's eyes for a moment.

Wen Lan tried his best not to pay too much attention to the other party's clothes. Xie Nanqun's closet was full of things, almost all of which had been sorted by him, so there shouldn't be so many wrinkles. "Go ahead, they said there was a lack of cheerleaders." During the few days when he was taken to practice in the morning, he deeply realized the difference in physical strength between the two, and looked forward to Xie Nanqun's posture on the court.

Xie Nanqun only felt a lot of peace of mind, and couldn't explain why, but his whole body became more cheerful: "There are too many girls, how can there be no one to be a cheerleader. In the afternoon, you will be my exclusive assistant. After the selection, you will bring me water and towels."

"Isn't that what girls like to do?"

"I hate duck quack."

Wen Lan pondered for a while, then agreed; "It's fine if you don't find it strange."

Xie Nanqun laughed: "How can it be strange... I'm afraid they will be jealous and come to snatch you."

"I'm not cotton candy, everyone loves it."

"You're a candy basket."