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Lin Huiyin once wrote a love poem called "April in the World".

Bian Xiaojun felt that this was really a rather hypocritical and illiterate poem, it was like trying to compose new words and reluctantly put all the red flowers and willows together just to say something?Oh, "You are love and warmth, you are my April day in the world".After listening to the recitation with a rather provocative background piano accompaniment, he looked expressionlessly at his father on the stage and his bride with a protruding belly after exchanging rings, then stood up, tried to avoid the eyes of everyone and walked out of the wedding on site.

Yes, it is April.

But in Bian Xiaojun's view, there is no spring, no clouds, and unfortunately, no rain. There are only clusters of dust-covered catkins everywhere and flying under the shade of the trees. flying insects!But I'm sorry, it's not that he doesn't have the eyes to discover beauty, it's just that he lacks the mood to discover beauty.

How could he be in the mood?His father said that he would sell the current apartment and choose a bigger one in the newly completed second-phase commercial housing, that is to say, he was going to move.

"I won't move!" He remembered that he said to his father very angrily about this issue: "I'm used to this place, and I told you at the beginning, I like living here! It doesn't make sense for you Once you say it, you say it!"

"Xiaojun, the new house is closer to your school. You won't have to drive another hour to get to and from get out of class." The woman said beside her.

"Just don't talk!" Bian Xiaojun shouted impatiently.

Then his father's slap landed beautifully on his face.In fact, this slap was quite good, Bian Xiaojun thought in his heart, this way they could have a cold war for a long time, they would not come home, and they would not have to look at each other.Anyway, he made up his mind, and when his father couldn't bear it anymore, he came to talk to him, and he made a condition to stay and ask his father to keep his promise.

"I'm coming out." Leaving the hotel and taking a taxi, he sent a text message to Ou Xuyang.

Ou Xuyang also saved face, and immediately replied: "We are at Beibei's house, you come here."

"Where are you two in Huang?" Bian Xiaojun started to play tricks.

"Yeah, I've recorded a video, come and join us?" Ou Xuyang has become more and more open-minded since his enlightenment, and sometimes even Bian Xiaojun misses his innocent appearance.

"Why come together? Who gets on and who gets off? Are we lying down? Standing?" Bian Xiaojun also had no taboos.

"How vulgar, can you play something advanced? I have a rope here, let's tie each other and hang them here." Ou Xuyang was even tougher.

Just as Bian Xiaojun wanted to think of a more restricted class, someone suddenly called him, and he quit and clicked to take a look, only to see that every word written by Cheng Youcheng was full of sparks: "One or two sentences are enough." , you also give me a little restraint!"

Bian Xiaojun felt so wronged, "Why don't you care about him?!"

Immediately, Cheng Youcheng replied: "The old account has not been settled yet, do you want to add a new one?"

Now Bian Xiaojun is intimidated, the so-called old debt is nothing more than the fact that he gave pornography to his pure and flawless Ou Xuyang.Cursing Cheng Youcheng for being eccentric and not squinting, he felt resentful in his heart, so he typed a string of words angrily: "It's got to be done! You're right in everything you say!"

At this moment, Ou Xuyang called him again, clicked on it, but it couldn't be more cheap: "Yo, what an idiom, it's really cultured."

When Bian Xiaojun came to Cheng Youcheng's house, Ou Xuyang opened the door, asked him what Youcheng was doing, and replied that he was taking a bath.Now Bian Xiaojun couldn't stop his thoughts from running wild no matter whether he wanted to or not, he didn't know which expression to use to look at Ou Xuyang, but he gave Ou Xuyang a hard look, and only heard him scold: "What are you thinking! Beibei and I just now I'm cleaning his room!"

"It's as if it's true." Bian Xiaojun also rolled his eyes, and followed Ou Xuyang to Cheng Youcheng's room.

"It's true. I'll stay here to sleep tonight. His bed is small so give it to me. Does he have to clean up the dusty place in the room when he makes the floor?" Ou Xuyang said as he turned his head and pointed at Bian Xiaojun's feet. : "Go into the room and take off my slippers!"

"Can you two stop being so hypocritical!" Bian Xiaojun felt that he was really aggrieved today, and when he saw the room that had been tidied up, there were two quilts on each side, and he couldn't help but respond: "It's all men? Sleeping in separate beds? What kind of innocent idol drama? You can’t squeeze a child out of one piece!”

"Yo, you're not feeling well." Ou Xuyang sensed the smell, guessing that this guy hadn't switched from the channel of the wedding scene, so he deliberately teased him: "I didn't expect you to have a considerable range of acceptance. Beibei and I You can force me to sleep with him at the beginning, it seems that you have a tendency to do this too?" Then he put his hand on his shoulder, tilted his head and winked at him: "It seems I have to stay away from you, lest you can't help falling in love with me then."

Bian Xiaojun looked at Ou Xuyang's expression of joy and dismay for a moment, but then he yelled and jumped a few steps away, pointing at Ou Xuyang in anger: "Who the hell wants to fall in love with you! You are money!" Everyone is born to like it! Where did you get so much confidence?!"

Ou Xuyang laughed out loud, he likes to see Bian Xiaojun scolded by him the most, and always feels that life is so lively because of this.

"Xiaojun? Have you talked to your father? Let you live there alone?" At this time, Cheng Youcheng walked into the door after taking a shower, with two glasses of juice in his hand, first handed it to Ou Xuyang and said, "I just squeezed it Yes, I’ll add sugar if it’s not sweet.” After speaking, he handed the other side to Bian Xiaojun.

Bian Xiaojun has learned to turn a blind eye to this kind of differential treatment, and took the juice very gratefully, saying: "I haven't had time yet, I just quarreled yesterday, and I will raise conditions when they come back from their honeymoon."

"Ha, why are you spending your honeymoon? Shouldn't the woman go directly to the hospital for delivery?" Ou Xuyang said while sipping on the juice.

Cheng Youcheng felt that it was inappropriate and was about to remind Ou Xuyang, but Bian Xiaojun sneered and said, "Isn't it? You're hypocritical enough. When the VCR was playing just now, there was a song "April Day on Earth" in the background. It's so romantic. .”

"Oh...this taste..." Ou Xuyang shook his head and began to comment: "Lin Huiyin is a talented woman, but her talents and attainments are not high, and she is really inferior to other contemporaries in terms of literature and poetry. Her academic success only raised her historical status. The poem itself is really not very good, purely lyrical, but not only the rhetoric is not as brilliant as Xu Zhimo, but also the connotation is not enough."

Bian Xiaojun blinked his eyes, sorry, who is Lin Huiyin? !Seeing Bian Xiaojun's expression of not knowing what to say, Cheng Youcheng was amused, and explained: "He has recently acquired evidence-based addiction for participating in that competition. He has read a lot of poetry anthologies, and he is about to go crazy."

"Oh! What kind of poetry competition is that?" Bian Xiaojun finally understood, and felt ashamed that he couldn't keep up with the two of them for a while, then scratched his head and asked, "Then have you finished writing?"

"No." Upon hearing this, Ou Xuyang immediately cried out with a sad face, "I have no idea! Monday is the last deadline!"

"It's okay, maybe Evans can write it in ten minutes after he arrives." Cheng Youcheng immediately comforted him.

But it was obviously not consoling to the point, because after hearing this, Ou Xuyang stomped his feet angrily, "I know! But I'm just upset that Wu Miao submitted the manuscript before me!"

"What's so annoying about this?" Cheng Youcheng was surprised.

But Bian Xiaojun smiled, hugged his elbows and shook his head, sighing, "Hey——are you narrow-minded?! I can't see someone better than you."

Ou Xuyang, who had been told what was on his mind, snorted, "What's so great about it!"

It was night, Ou Xuyang gritted his teeth and started a fierce night fight, fighting with the pen and paper for hundreds of rounds, no matter how Cheng Youcheng persuaded him to go to bed early, he refused.The next day, Ou Xuyang showed Cheng Youcheng and Bian Xiaojun a modern love poem with a tactful and gentle style, and showed it to Cheng Youcheng and Bian Xiaojun. Of course Cheng Youcheng agreed, but Bian Xiaojun grinned and gasped, "Brother You're going to make my big teeth sore, this is clearly Lin Huiyin's possession! It's as hypocritical as that April day!"

Hearing this, Ou Xuyang was so angry that he jumped, "You know what! If you want to compare, compare Li Qingzhao with me!" He said, grabbed the manuscript, and rushed to the office in stride.

Sure enough, the Chinese teacher still loved him very much. After seeing his poems and read them carefully twice, he first praised him: "The words and sentences are gorgeous, the rhymes are beautiful, and the writing is so graceful. Teacher who doesn't know When I saw it, I would guess that it was written by a girl."

Ou Xuyang was very pleased when he heard it, but when he heard the teacher say, "Wu Miao also handed in a piece of modern poetry a few days ago, please take a look at his." As he said that, he took a piece of manuscript paper and put it in front of him.

Ou Xuyang picked it up, and took a rough look at the title, "Sleepless"——

"Perhaps I lean too heavily on the moonlight,

let it shine through the night,

Forgetting is supposed to lull people into dreams.

Who sleeps under the sky?

Is the night breeze lingering hard to let go of nostalgia?

After all, it, like me, is no match for the haunting past time,

I think he should be thinking about who,

Trapped in a dream, I can guess that feeling..."

Ou Xuyang just read a few sentences and didn't want to read any more. He was silent for a while, complaining in his heart that Wu Miao was sick if he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and kept his eyes open until dawn!Looking up to see what the teacher meant, it seemed that the expression quite liked the poem.

"Teacher, doesn't he write like a mother?" Ou Xuyang raised his eyebrows and asked back.

The Chinese teacher laughed when he asked, "You have to be humble, although the gorgeous writing style is also a skill, but the clean and lyrical style like Wu Miao is also very good. Of course, there are two different styles." The teacher said Still carefully put Ou Xuyang's poems into the folder.

"How is it? Did the teacher compliment you so sourly?" Seeing that Ou Xuyang had returned, Bian Xiaojun joked.

"Hmph, my sourness is still the sourness of oranges. It's sweet and sour. Some people already count it as lemons." Ou Xuyang snorted coldly.

"Yo huh? Who? Can make you sour!" Bian Xiaojun asked knowingly, who else could make Ou Xuyang so fussy, angry, and have to put down a few words to make it easy? !It must be Wu Miao, and it must be Wu Miao who writes better than him that makes him so angry.

Ou Xuyang glanced at Bian Xiaojun, with a smirk, "Handsome's acting skills can grab an Oscar now." He kicked Bian Xiaojun's chair as he spoke, "He's the only one who has the ability! Think I can't see him What are you writing! I'm so sad, I look down and look at you pitifully, how hypocritical!"

Bian Xiaojun was helpless, "I said it was strange to you, why did they provoke you, didn't they say something about the hot water room, in fact, they were right, why did you just hold on to it!"

"Hey!" Ou Xuyang was so angry that he poked Bian Xiaojun's arm with his finger, "Can you speak humanly? Which side are you on?"

Hearing that Ou Xuyang actually said such childish words as "Which side are you on?", Bian Xiaojun was immediately amused. Seeing that the man's almond-eyed eyes were wide open, and his angry expression was vivid, he couldn't help but was more willing to tease him, "Ask you, What did he write that touched your nerves?"

The whites of Ou Xuyang's eyes flickered when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he folded his hands, "I looked at that poem, it seemed to be written about Beibei. What about insomnia, empathy, willingness to protect him, and the most touching sentence, say What do you mean 'appreciate that unique sleeping face', hmph, isn't it creepy to stare at people without sleeping in the middle of the night!"

Bian Xiaojun also felt cold when he heard it, and thought to himself, no way, Wu Miao could write this competition poem so nasty and so blatantly? ! "Hey, didn't the teacher say that the content of this poem is too much?" He asked Ou Xuyang.

"I think they like it." Ou Xuyang is not happy here, but Wu Miao is better than him!He couldn't calm down all the time, and just happened to see Wu Miao coming in from outside the classroom again, and gave him a look from a distance, that look was particularly provocative to Ou Xuyang—although he also admitted in his heart that when he met Wu Miao Miao is very subjective and narrow-minded—but he just feels uncomfortable when he sees that face. The key point is that when his dear Beibei came in from outside the classroom with piles of stacked examination papers, Wu Miao was the first to meet him.

"Tsk tsk," so deadly, Bian Xiaojun turned his head from the front table and smiled so annoyingly: "Look, why aren't you motivated?"

Without saying much, Ou Xuyang kicked Bian Xiaojun's chair hard again.