A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The moment seemed to be stretched out.

The touch on his lips went down his lips, and his heart was slightly numb.

Zhuang Shen has done everything, but he has never done such an outrageous thing, and it is still in public.

Will be seen anytime.

"Brother Wen, you..." Jiang Huai wanted to chat as usual, but what greeted him was a standing test paper.

Through the thin test paper, he could see that the heads of the two were close together. Although he couldn't see clearly, this posture...

"Wow..." Jiang Huai was stuck, "Trough..."

Zhao Xiaoxia next to her was attracted attention, and she also turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Jiang Huai shouted, "Don't look!"

Zhao Xiaoxia had already turned her head away, Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen both lowered their heads, looking quite serious.

The two of them felt that she didn't look up, and they almost wrote "serious and focused" on their faces.

Zhao Xiaoxia got nothing, and frowned inexplicably: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Jiang Huai's words were also called out in a hurry, his voice was uncontrollable, even Xu Xuehai noticed it, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Huai with a smile.

"What did Jiang Huai say? Let's talk about the train of thought for the next question."

"..." Why is he always the unlucky one?

Zhuang Shen and Shen Wen seemed to be fine, but they were not under the desk.

Shen Wen grabbed his finger, but Zhuang Shen wanted to pull it out, the two fought hard underneath, but neither would give in.

Zhuang Shen's heart beat a few beats earlier, this unexpected and reckless event was beyond his control.

Shen Wen could tell from the very beginning that Zhuang Shen was not in a good mood.

He wanted to help Shun Shun Mao, but the other party was unwilling to let him touch it.

Zhuang Shen finally withdrew his hand, put it on the table, pressed the test paper, and didn't even look at him.

Shen Wen tilted his head to look at him, because his voice was low, even the friction sound from his throat was very clear.

"Can I not do this next time?"

Zhuang Shen took a look at him: "There will be no next time."

If there is no next time, it means that Zhuang Shen has to test him every time.

Shen Wen replied slowly: "I'll wait."

Zhuang Shen seemed to be under some kind of curse in these exams. In the previous exams, as long as Zhuang Shen wanted to get the first place, no one could take away the first place.

Only Shen Wen would stumble here.

Shen Wen usually looks unreliable, but he has never been unreliable in terms of grades.

Be sure to surpass him next time.

Under this idea, Zhuang Shen, who usually puts down his pen at eleven o'clock to go to bed, is still struggling at the desk.

As far as Zhuang Shen's knowledge reserve and speed of solving questions are equivalent to three times that of a normal person in one night, Shen Wen also joined this struggle with his efforts.

So much so that when Jiang Huai and the others came to visit, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't believe that these two people would work so hard.

"Am I not mistaken? You are still writing questions?" Jiang Huai leaned over to look, and saw that the two of them were writing non-stop and were not disturbed by him at all. The speed almost blinded his eyes.

Jiang Huai tutted his tongue and said, "Did you get any stimulation? I've never seen you two like this before."

Shen Wen held the water-based pen between his fingers, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "If you have nothing to do, get out."

Jiang Huai sighed: "I know, I know, I wanted to play games with you to relax, it seems that this is not the place for me to stay, you guys want to go against the heavens for the next exam..."

The two of them worked so hard on the questions for a few days.

One night, Shen Wen stared halfway at Zhuang Shen, and the moment he stopped writing, he asked, "Do you want to eat cake?"

Zhuang Shen broke free from the sea of ​​questions in an instant: "Cake?"

He looked at Shen Wen like a monster.

Now at eleven o'clock in the evening, Shen Wen, who rarely eats sweets, said that he wanted to eat cake.

"I suddenly want to eat, are you interested?" Shen Wen leaned back in the chair, and the laziness in his brows and eyes became more obvious after a whole day of high-intensity study.

It takes a lot of physical energy to use the brain to solve the questions, but Zhuang Shen rarely eats such high-calorie food before going to bed.

Zhuang Shen was already addicted to sweets, and he was still a little hungry at this moment, so he didn't refuse for a while: "Where can I eat this?"

Shen Wen took out a key from his pocket.

Zhuang Shen stared at his hand with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Baking classroom, cook and eat now." Shen Wen grabbed the key and said, "I asked the teacher for it before, but I haven't returned it to her. Now it just comes in handy."

At this point, in order to eat cakes, I went to the baking classroom.

Zhuang Shen felt that he was seriously ill.

He doesn't have time to be crazy with him.

Zhuang Shen refused: "No."

Shen Wen lowered his voice a bit: "Don't you want to eat it? Think about a fruit cake covered with cream, a mousse cake covered with a thick layer of chocolate, and..."

Not to mention, Zhuang Shen was really aroused by him, and the remaining formulas in his mind turned into cakes.

But there is still a problem: "The door of the dormitory is closed, so I can't get out."

Shen Wen looked like he knew it a long time ago: "The window in the corridor on the second floor can go out."

"..."

In the corridor on the second floor, two people stood by the water dispenser.

The corridors and stairways are quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing.

"No one, you jump first." Shen Wen glanced at the wide open window and said, "Hurry up."

Jumping from such a low window couldn't be easier. After Zhuang Shen climbed up, he jumped down easily, and his feet landed on the soft soil.

Shen Wen also turned over from the window sill immediately, only the sound of insects was left in the surroundings, the dorm manager was probably still resting, so the sneaking operation went smoothly.

"Let's go, I said the dormitory manager won't come over..."

The two were leaning against the wall and just about to leave when there was a small movement above their heads.

"Why are the windows open?" It was the voice of the housekeeper.

The two stopped for a moment and looked at each other.

The window above the head was closed with a "bang", and the sound returned to calm.

Zhuang Shen said in a low voice, "Just say it?"

In the dark, Shen Wen smiled, and then said: "Mistake, take the shortcut in the small garden, the security guards usually don't go there."

When the two of them crossed the pond bridge, Zhuang Shen was still thinking that he said in class that he would not do such crazy and outrageous things with Shen Wen again, but he did not expect to make an exception today.

Perhaps because of getting used to it, Zhuang Shen didn't resist so much now.

Although out of control, these hidden little tensions and stimuli are more interesting than knowing the results in advance.

They didn't meet anyone on the way from the dormitory to the baking classroom. The moment the classroom lights were turned on, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Shenqing was familiar with the way, and was about to do it himself, but Shen Wen called him: "You rest by the side, I will do it."

The movement of Zhuang Shen's hands stopped: "You do?"

Shen Wen nodded, "I was the one who mentioned it first. You took so much effort to come here, and I asked you to make a cake. It's not very humane."

It is quite novel for Zhuang Shen to be able to talk about humanization from Shen Wen's mouth. What Shen Wen does has nothing to do with humanization.

Of course, Zhuang Shen didn't rush to be idle, so he simply sat on the chair next to him, took out his mobile phone and continued to study the questions.

Shen Wen doesn't make desserts, because he has a strong memory, and the steps are imprinted in his mind after he has done it once, and the techniques are not unfamiliar. Zhuang Shen looked up a few times and felt that there was no problem, so he focused all his attention on the topic.

He was wearing headphones, and when he calmed down to brush up the questions, he was in a different space.

When I was indulging in a new question type, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

The brightness of the phone screen increased by more than one degree, and Zhuang Shen just wanted to ask if there was a power outage.

He looked up and saw a small fire in the darkness.

It is completely different from the cold light of the mobile phone. The small fire light shakes slightly as it walks, and it looks very warm.

Zhuang Shen subconsciously turned off the phone screen.

The firelight illuminated the face of the boy behind.

Shen Wen's three-dimensional facial features cast distinct projections under the firelight.

The corners of his lips curled up, the candlelight reflected in his eyes, and his voice was soft and deep.

"Happy birthday, boyfriend."

The small cake was placed on the table in front of him, Zhuang Shen stared blankly at him, then at the candle.

No wonder Shen Wen called him out specifically to celebrate his birthday.

birthday, he himself forgot.

If Shen Wen didn't mention it, he might spend his entire adult life brushing the questions.

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, sat beside him and said, "Make a wish and blow out the candles."

Zhuang Shen's mind went blank. He never believed in blowing out candles to make a wish, so Shen Wen liked this sense of ritual.

He stared at the small spark, which was not dazzling, for a few seconds, and then blew out the light.

Shen Wen turned on the light again, took the knife and fork and said: "Okay, you can eat now, the first knife is for the birthday boy."

Zhuang Shen stuffed a plastic knife in his hand, and it took a few seconds before he said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yes, on purpose," Shen Wen chuckled softly, "Birthday, isn't it a bit crude? Originally, I wanted to invite everyone to come together, buy you an eighteen-story cake, and then empty the villa for a party... But I couldn't bear it." .”

Shen Wen paused, the smile on the corner of his mouth was weak, and he looked straight at him: "I hope you can only spend your birthday with me."

The night when Zhuang Shen entered adulthood belonged only to him.

"But if you want, I can call them over again..."

Zhuang Shen interrupted him: "I like it."

Shen Wen was startled and didn't speak.

"My birthday, I like it very much." In the quiet classroom, every word Zhuang Shen said was very clear: "Thank you, brother."

Shen Wen didn't speak for a while, and after a while, he approached suddenly, and pressed Zhuang Shen into his arms, and his five fingers gently slid across his hair, feeling the cool touch.

The boy's voice was hoarse and gentle, and his eyes were filled with warm light.

"Not only today, but every day in the future, I will not let go."