I want this sand sculpture

On Monday, as soon as Song Qichen stepped into the classroom of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, he felt a few malicious eyes cast on him, but he looked around a few times, but couldn't find the source of the sight.

To Song Qichen's surprise, Du Yan was not late today, and sat upright in his seat before seven o'clock in the morning.

Song Qichen went to sit next to Du Yan, put the schoolbag on his shoulders on the table, frowned slightly and glanced at the girls who covered their mouths and stared at him smiling, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with them?"

Du Yan smiled at him with his face propped up, "Maybe because of your good looks."

"Shut up, you." Song Qichen rolled his eyes, decided to leave them alone, and took out his book to prepare for morning reading.

"Hey," Du Yan touched his arm, "Lend me my homework."

Song Qichen raised his eyebrows, "No."

Du Yan stared at him for a while, and finally gave up, "All right, all right, I'll tell you."

Song Qichen curled his lips in satisfaction, took out a stack of papers and pushed it onto Du Yan's desk, "Let's talk."

"Hey," Du Yan came out with a pen, and sighed while copying, "Isn't it the school celebration soon? Every class has a program. Sister Qin wants us to..."

"No." Before Du Yan could finish speaking, Song Qichen interrupted him indifferently.

Du Yan shrugged, and then went to copy his homework.

After class in the morning, Zhou Qin stopped Song Qichen at the door of the classroom while he was fleeing to the toilet to hide.

Song Qichen looked at the girl who was a head shorter than him in front of him, and sighed with a headache, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Chen," Zhou Qin greeted with a smile first, and then quickly switched to the serious mode, "That's right, our class will have a program on the school anniversary, and Teacher Chen and I are more optimistic about you and Du Yan."

Song Qichen listened to her politely and smiled, "I don't like this kind of performance very much."

"Is it really not possible?" Zhou Qin looked at him in embarrassment, his beautiful eyebrows frowned.

"No," Song Qichen said, "I have something to go out, sorry."

As he spoke, he nodded at her and walked around from the side.

"Just to tell you that it's useless to pretend to be pitiful to him." Du Yan watched the whole process like watching a play, and walked over stretching.

Zhou Qin glared at him and sighed, "Then what to do, Director Chen asked Minmin to submit the list."

"Writing me and Lao Song?" Du Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Otherwise, who are you writing about?" Zhou Qin rolled his eyes, "The girls in the whole school are waiting to see you."

Du Yan hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I have a solution."

"What way?" Zhou Qin obviously didn't believe it.

"Just wait and see." Du Yan whistled in a good mood, returned to his seat and started playing with his phone.

Du Yan recently downloaded the same style of Happy Bubble Bobble as Song Qichen, and he wanted to see what fairy game made Lao Song want to play even if he blackmailed him!

After a few rounds, it is really fragrant.

Happy Bubble Bobble is really fun, hehehe.

Song Qichen really felt that he and Du Yan should have a good fight, really.This was the third time Du Yan asked him if he would participate in the school celebration performance. After he refused, he turned around and poked the foam tube on the screen of the phone madly.

Before that, why didn't he know that Happy Bubble Bobble also has the function of lowering the player's IQ?

"Stop playing," Song Qichen tapped Du Yan's hand with a pen, "Class is over."

"Hehehe." Du Yan pressed the screen.

"Physics." Song Qichen said.

"Oh." Du Yan quickly clicked the save button to exit the game, threw the phone into the table hole, and took out the physics textbook and exercise book, with a serious and thirsty expression on his face.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no word in this person's textbook except for his name, Song Qichen would really believe that he is a good boy with both good character and academic excellence.

"You can go directly to acting in Hollywood." Song Qichen said sincerely.

"Are you going?" Du Yan casually picked up a fountain pen and began to spin it.

Turning pens is contagious. Du Yan just turned it on, and Song Qichen also got started, "What am I going to do, I can act without you."

"Then I won't go." Du Yan said as he swung the pen in a few smooth circles between his fingers. Song Qichen had never seen Du Yan play like this before, and he probably just learned it in the past few days.

"How did it turn?" Song Qichen pondered Du Yan's gestures and tried a few times, but all failed. The black fountain pen made a crisp patter sound on the table.

Du Yan smiled mysteriously, deliberately lowered his voice and leaned into Song Qichen's ear, "I'll teach you if you promise to come on stage for the school celebration."

Song Qichen paused, then turned his face away slightly, he still couldn't get used to Du Yan talking so close, he sighed, "What's the benefit of accepting Director Chen or Sister Qin?"

"No," Du Yan tossed the pen up, and took it firmly in his hand again, "How about this, you go on stage, and I promise you one request."

Song Qichen thought for a while, "Anything is fine?"

"Anything is fine." Du Yan said.

"What about the deadline?" Song Qichen looked at him suspiciously.

"Valid anytime." Du Yan said seriously.

Song Qichen squinted his eyes, and nodded after a few seconds, "Deal."

It's just that the innocent Du and Song didn't know what program Zhou Qin and Xu Min had arranged for them, otherwise they would rather jump into the fountain at the door and drown than agree to go on stage.

"Say it again?!" Du Yan squeezed Zhou Qin and the others' rented performance costumes in disbelief, staring at the innocent publicity committee member Xu Min, "What are we going to do?!"

Xu Min wasn't afraid of this super-tempered No. [-] middle school leader at all, she flicked her long ponytail, "As you can see, she's playing Sleeping Beauty."

After finishing speaking, she glanced cautiously at Song Qichen who was standing beside him with a cold face. Compared with Du Yan, she felt that the aura of this harmless handsome guy was more terrifying.

"Brother Yan, you have to know that cross-talk drama is a timeless show on the school celebration stage." Zhou Qin said seriously.

"I know, but..." Du Yan was still struggling, "So, can Lao Song and I play elves?"

"Have you ever seen an elf that is more than 1.8 meters high?" Xu Min spread her hands.

Du Yan choked, unable to find a rebuttal.

"Okay," Zhou Qin smiled "mildly" at them, and stuffed the two sets of clothes into Du Yan's hands, "You two discuss who will play the princess and who will play the prince, and the clothes are about the same size. can wear."

"Actually, we prefer Brother Chen to play the princess..." Xu Min added in a low voice, and quickly closed his mouth after receiving Song Qichen's sharp gaze.

Du Yan: "...Is there no other choice?"

"Yes," Zhou Qin glanced at him lightly, "Three-day trip to Director Chen's office."

Du Yan: "I will act."

Song Qichen: "..."

"So that's how it happened." Du Yan poked the vegetables on the plate in front of him depressedly with his chopsticks, "Lao Song and I are still discussing who will play the princess."

After Wan Xu heard the whole process, he was shocked for a long time before closing his mouth, "Brother Chen didn't kill you?"

Huang Yubin expressed the same shock.

"As you can see," Song Qichen sat next to Du Yan, glanced at Wan Huang and the two, "he is still alive."

"You have such a good temper." Huang Yubin sincerely gave Song Qichen a thumbs up.

Du Yan was short of breath for a while, and felt that a mouthful of old blood had been stuck in his chest, "Is that why you want to see me get beaten?"

"Not really." Wan Xu picked up a piece of meat, "We would rather see you play the princess."

Huang Yubin nodded in agreement.

"Why don't you want to watch Lao Song perform?" Du Yan stared at them, "Isn't he whiter than me?"

"It has nothing to do with the skin, Boss Song is a little fairer than you," Huang Yubin said, "but we don't want to die."

"Brother Chen will definitely kill everyone who saw him wearing a skirt," Wan Xu rubbed his arms, "Trust me."

Song Qichen glanced at Du Yan lightly, "He's right."

Du Yan: "..."

Before the cleaning in the afternoon, Song Qichen stopped Zhou Qin.

"I will play the prince, and Du Yan will play the princess." Song Qichen said.

"Okay," Zhou Qin bent his eyes and smiled happily, "Where's Brother Yan? Have you tried on your clothes?"

Song Qichen turned his head and looked at Du Yan, who had been wrinkled since noon. After meeting Song Qichen's sight, he snorted softly, lay down on the table and began to pretend to be dead.

Song Qichen turned his head and smiled at Zhou Qin, "He needs some time to get used to wearing skirts."

"That's it," Zhou Qin poked his head out to take a casual glance, and then quickly looked away, "Then please tell him that the rehearsal will start tomorrow, so I will go to the art hall for the last self-study every day."

"Yes." Song Qichen agreed.

After greeting Zhou Qin, Song Qichen returned to his place.

Du Yan was still lying there, feeling that Song Qichen moved to the side after sitting down, and he almost raised a sign to tell people that he was unhappy.

Song Qichen looked at the large group of people with some amusement, like an awkward cat, he curled up a finger and tapped on Du Yan's furry head, "Angry?"

"..." After a while, Du Yan's muffled voice came from the middle of the school uniform fabric, "No."

"Then you look up." Song Qichen withdrew his finger.

"...No." Du Yan said.

"Huh?" Song Qichen raised his voice at the end.

Du Yan was silent again, "Not happy."

"Because you want to wear women's clothes?" Song Qichen asked patiently.

"..." Du Yan raised his head a little, and glanced at Song Qichen under the cover of his school uniform sleeve, "No."

Song Qi was taken aback, "Why are you unhappy?"

Du Yan laid his head back, and his voice became muffled again: "I said you can't beat me up."

Song Qichen hesitated, "I can't guarantee that."

"Then I won't say anything." Du Yan was very firm.

"I... try not to beat you up." Song Qichen said.

"Okay." Du Yan became silent again, and finally seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice, "I want to see you in a skirt."

Song Qichen: "...?"

bang——

The sound of a chair falling suddenly came from the back row of the classroom. A certain boy in Class [-] was taken aback. He turned around and saw Du Yan who was staggered out by Song Qichen carrying his clothes. The boy was startled. It's a duel!

Looking at it again, the boss's front seat is indeed the boss's front seat, and at this time, he can still calm down in the face of danger, and he feels very admirable.He threw himself in front of Wu Cheng, "What are you doing, Brother Yan and Chen, are you fighting?"

Wu Cheng was taken aback by the boy who jumped over suddenly, and he was stunned for a while before realizing what the boy asked.He sat in front of these two people for the past two weeks, and he had almost figured out how the two big brothers got along with each other. He recalled the sound of the chair falling to the ground just now, and quickly judged that today should not be a big deal.

Wu Cheng patted the boy on the shoulder, telling him not to get agitated as soon as he heard something, "Relax, the two of them are going to the toilet."

After speaking, I took out my math homework and started writing questions.

Boy: "...Oh."