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Inside the plastic bag is an apple surrounded by several bags of colorful snacks. The colorful packaging bag does not make the apple eclipse, but makes it more lively.

Xie Zhi reached into his pocket, took out the apple, and held it in his palm.

Yan Si: "Like it?"

Xie Zhi nodded: "I like it very much."

Xie Zhi held the apple and looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and put it next to the stationery bag, which is the most conspicuous place on the desktop.

With a slight movement in Yan Si's heart, he also stretched out his hand, took out the apples in his bag, put them on Xie Zhi's desk, and then swept all the apples on the desk into his schoolbag.

The desktop that was piled up with apples just now became clean again, Yan Si then satisfactorily straightened his stationery bag, and then put the apple next to it.

Xie Zhi watched Yan Si's actions, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

At this moment, there was a sound from the podium - Zhang Dakai threw the book on the podium casually, pulled a plastic chair and sat down, and glanced back at the handwritten timetable next to the blackboard.

Zhang Dakai: "Today is the early self-study of Chinese, I will watch it, take out the book and read."

Xie Zhi was rummaging through the bookshelf to find the Chinese documents. The moment he turned his head to look for the Chinese documents, Yan Si also picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of the apple next to his pencil case.

Xie Zhi took out his Chinese book, stood on the table, and began to recite an ancient prose.

Yan Si took out the language document and stood it on the table, with the mobile phone behind the language document to block it.

Yan Si clicked on Weibo, uploaded the apple that he took just now, clicked on a filter randomly, and then edited a paragraph of text.

n-on Yan Si: On Christmas Eve, did everyone receive the apples?

As soon as Yan Si's Weibo was posted, the comments flooded in almost instantly - fans seemed to be watching Weibo anytime, anywhere without sleeping, going to school or working.

评论：【啊啊啊啊啊啊严肆哥哥平安夜快乐，祝哥哥平平安安，一切顺利啊啊啊】

Comments: [Does my brother also have the habit of eating apples on Christmas Eve? Hahaha. 】

Comments: 【Do celebrities have brains... What kind of apples do you eat on Christmas Eve? Is there such a custom in the West? 】

Comments: [Thanks to the big star for posting apples during the filming of variety shows!By the way, this is your classroom, right? ? ? 】

Comments: [Is this a gift from someone else or did my brother buy it himself?In any case, please send me up, I am going to give an apple to someone I like today and confess my love! 】

I don't know where this comment hit the points of other star chasing girls. All in all, everyone gave her a thumbs up very enthusiastically.

Yan Si also saw it, and he liked the little fan who was going to confess today, and exited the Weibo interface.

Yan Si was about to lock the screen, when he suddenly saw a special prompt on the top.

n-on Wang Ping liked your Weibo.

n-on Wang Ping commented on your Weibo.

Gouzi still has time to check Weibo while filming.

Yan Si became interested, and when he clicked in, he found that Wang Ping had already been liked to the top of the hottest reviews, overwhelming the little girl who was about to confess that Yan Si had liked just now.

n-on Wang Ping: Not bad.Who gave it to you.

Yan Si raised his eyebrows—asking knowingly?

Although Yan Si had a little contempt for Wang Ping in his heart, the joy of receiving the apple in the morning was enough for him to explain to Wang Ping mercifully.

n-on Yan Si replied: Who else, the squad leader gave it.

Wang Ping didn't respond to Yan Si's reply.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Just after sending the comment to Yan Si, Wang Ping, who had no one to give him an apple, was scrambled and called to the location set by the young lady who came in to remind him.

It was freezing cold, and the outdoor studio located in the northeast was covered in silver, so cold that people almost knelt down when they went out.

When Wang Ping thought that he would kneel in the snow and cry with the heroine, he almost wanted to grab the ground with his head in an instant and die in time.

Wang Ping was so cold that his nose was about to come out, and when he was shaking, a warm body came and hugged Wang Ping.

Not once, but a tight hug.

The male lead of the same crew——Ji Zou is holding Wang Ping, half a head taller than him, but the little boy with a fair and beautiful appearance has crooked eyes when he smiles.

Ji Zou: "Brother Wang Ping, isn't it cold~"

There is truth in the world.

Wang Ping hugged the little boy with his backhand, and said with tears: "Brother, you are so kind, I am not cold at all."

Wang Ping's day of filming was not very difficult. Although he was crying with the hostess in the ice and snow, he was almost dog-led, but once his part was over, Ji Zuo would come over immediately to deliver coats and hot water. Send warm baby.

There are also various small snacks on offer, and the attitude of respecting the elders is very good.

After being busy all the way until ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Ping finally waved goodbye to Ji Zuo who had taken care of him all day outside the room, and happily entered the room.

Inside the bathtub was hot water prepared by the assistant in advance, and a unicorn-colored bath salt ball was placed. Wang Ping couldn't understand the hearts of these girls, so he sat in it carelessly, with his legs spread apart, curled up, revealing water surface.

The hot water soaked into the limbs and bones, and Wang Ping felt: I finally fucking live.

Stretching out his hand comfortably, Wang Ping took the fully charged mobile phone that was placed on the pure white towel aside.

Check Weibo first.Wang Ping thought.

Opening Weibo leisurely, Wang Ping clicked on the comment, glanced at it, and stood up abruptly from the bathtub.

The bathtub filled with bath salt was very slippery. Wang Ping stood up quickly, slipped, and fell into the bathtub with a slap on his buttocks.

"Boom" a loud noise.

Wang Ping felt that his buttocks had been broken into two pieces—oh no, the buttocks were originally two pieces.

"Brother Wang Ping?" Ji Zuo's voice sounded outside, followed by his footsteps, and then Ji Zuo's voice sounded outside the bathroom door, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Ping replied.

Not caring about the pain in his butt, nor thinking about why the farewell season just now came out, Wang Ping opened Weibo firmly, read the comment replied by Yan Si's grandson again, took a deep breath, a The phone was thrown away.

Yan Si quickly accepted.

Wang Ping yelled directly: "Did you just say that the apple was given by the monitor????"

Yan Si: "...are you crazy?"

Wang Ping: "You just said that the apple was given by the monitor???"

Yan Si: "...?"

Wang Ping: "You just—"

Yan Si interrupted Wang Ping: "Am I deaf, or is it your repeater?"

Wang Ping: "Then you just—"

Yan Si: "I said it directly. It is true that the squad leader gave me an apple. Why can't I say it?"

Many words and phrases flashed through Wang Ping's mind for a moment, such as what makes a tree so beautiful that it will be destroyed by the wind in the forest, but it is estimated that Yan Si's grandson's IQ can't understand these.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand to cover his painful buttocks, choked up and said, "I don't care!!!!"

Yan Si: "...I didn't ask you to care about it at first, you don't know why."

Wang Ping: "It would be better for me to be a happy CP fan."

After saying this, Wang Ping, who was extremely wronged, hung up the phone.

Yan Si sat at the hotel desk, holding the red apple in his hand, and slowly put the phone on the table.

Yan Si turned around the apple, feeling that the strangeness that had repeatedly appeared in the past few days reappeared in his heart.

CP fans... what CP fans are, of course Yan Si knows.

He and Xie Zhi have a cp, and Yan Si knew about it a long time ago.

Anyway, they know whether they are in love or friendship, and Yan Si will not change his view of Xie Zhi just because of a group appearance or something.

but now……

Yan Si clicked on Yan Zhichao.

The first Weibo that came into view read: "It's love!!!!!!"

When Wang Ping called Yan Si, Xie Zhi, who returned to the dormitory after taking a shower, also opened Weibo.

As soon as he opened Weibo, Xie Zhi received a critical attack.

When I left the dormitory in the morning, Xie Zhi’s Weibo was still in the circle of friends. After clicking on it, the circle of friends was automatically refreshed. After swiping out, the screen was full——

"It's time to drink."

Friend a: [Three sentences are inseparable from Xie Zhi, the squad leader, I understand, I know that you are in love, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. 】

Friend b: [hehe, the squad leader gave it to me, the squad leader gave it to me, the squad leader gave it to me.How much you want to show off, for your behavior, I just want to say - well done. 】

Friend c: [Who wouldn't like the squad leader, take pictures with you, help you shake the paparazzi, get a lot of No.1 with you, and give you an apple on Christmas Eve. 】

Friend d: [Is my youth campus romantic comedy updated today?Updated, super sweet! ! ! 】

Friend e: [Maybe I'll give you nine yuan, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, yan si doesn't need me to pay the nine dollars. 】

Xie Zhi looked at these comments in Moments, and couldn't help but cry. After scrolling through a few more, Xie Zhi put his phone aside, put his hands on the bed, and looked at the table in front of the bed.

Xie Zhi's desk was tidy and tidy, and all the sundries were packed in different boxes, but now, there was a particularly prominent "sundry" on it.

It's the red apple.

The red apple that Yan Si gave him.

Xie Zhi stared at the red apple in a daze for a while, then raised his phone, and just about to take a picture, he took it down again.

He found a pure white shirt and spread it on the bed, and after confirming that Apple was lying on the pure white cloth, and there was absolutely no clue to find where he was, Xie Zhi raised his phone again.

After taking a photo, Xie Zhi opened Polar Photo Retoucher, carefully adjusted the hue and light, and edited several versions before finally opening Weibo with satisfaction.

1 minute later.

Stick to this: the apples on Christmas Eve, I think, have also become more greedy at the beginning. 【Apple.jpg】

After Xie Zhi posted this Weibo, regardless of the clothes behind him, he picked up the apple, held it in his arms, and lay down on the bed.

Xie Zhi held up the apple, looked at the bedroom lights, and opened Weibo again.

There are also many comments below.

The first hot comment: [Big greed refers to the kind of greed that was more 3k yesterday and today is more 5k?Is it the kind of greed that changed one chapter yesterday and ten chapters today? 】

The hottest commenter replied to himself: [I am willing. 】

Xie Zhi was expressionless, thinking: I am not very willing.

Xie Zhi continued to read the comments.

Comments: [Hahahahahahaha the upstairs is too beautiful, Tianxiu, I am willing too. 】

Comments: [Hahahaha, it's great, although, there must be someone you like, right? 】

the person I like?

Xie Zhi's heart beat faster again.

To Yan Si...

Xie Zhi turned over, lay down on the bed, clicked on this comment to reply, and said categorically: [I don't like anyone. 】

Yes, although I am greedy, I hope that Yan Si can continue like this with me, but I like...

He just likes brilliant stars, idols, idols, spiritual pillars, and favorite people—it’s not any kind of favorite.

Weibo reminder: You have received a new reply.

Xie Zhi refreshed the interface a little anxiously, and the person who saw his reply also commented on him.

Reply: [If there is no one I like, where did the apple come from (eyebrow smile expression pack.jpg)]

Xie Zhi: "..."

Hold on to this and reply: [The classmate sent it to stop Liao. 】

Reply: [Huh?That classmate might like you. 】

The moment this comment appeared, Xie Zhi's heartbeat accelerated again. Xie Zhi turned off the phone, turned it over again, and put the cold apple on his forehead.

Impossible, not like this.

It's an idol, it's just an idol, at best it's closer, it's a friend.

Shen Feiyu's voice came from the door: "Shall I turn off the light?"

Yu Ji and Fan Ming: "Okay."

Xie Zhi pulled off the quilt, wrapped himself and Apple in it, and closed his eyes tightly.

At 03:30 in the evening, Xie Zhi rolled up the quilt, pressed it under his chin, opened his eyes, stared at the upper bed board, in a daze.

Xie Zhi stretched out his hand, took the mobile phone next to the pillow, opened Weibo again, and found the conversation between himself and that person.

The conversation stopped abruptly at: "I have someone I like".

After Xie Zhi saved this screenshot of the conversation in the photo album, he turned his head and looked at the apple next to the pillow.

Early the next morning, Xie Zhi came to the classroom with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

Just after covering his mouth and yawning, he saw Yan Si and Liu She coming in from the classroom door at the same time, Xie Zhi suddenly remembered.

Christmas Day is the day when all the stars come back to record programs, so from today onwards, their actions will be under the camera again.

Xie Zhi was a little nervous, but he quickly got used to it, and then started the day's routine, going to class, finishing get out of class, eating, continuing to class, and finally dismissing school.

Everyone went to the drama club to rehearse as scheduled—the New Year's Day party was coming up. Recently, they practiced until the last second before the dormitory closed before rushing back.

"Okay." Xu Qiao clapped her hands with the script, "Everyone is in good shape tonight, so let's stop here..."

Just as Xu Qiao finished speaking, before she could make a conclusion, all the lights in the rehearsal hall were suddenly turned off, and the hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

However, only for a very brief moment.

The next moment, the lights in the rehearsal hall were turned on, and Shen Feiyu and Yu Ji appeared on both sides of the stage holding two cardboard boxes each.

Li Yiyi looked confused, and cursed: "Hey, Shen Feiyu, what are you doing? Are you playing around?"

"It's not him, it's me."

It was Yan Si who responded to Li Yiyi, Yan Si said while walking towards his roommate A who was closer to him.

Yan Si stood next to the box, raised his hand, exposed his wrist, glanced at the time, then put down his hand, took out a bottle from the box, shook it, pulled off the cap, and pressed the spraying part of the spray bottle with his index finger.

With a sound of "chu", a white mist like snowflakes sprayed into the air, and then fell down profusely.

"Snow vase..." Xie Zhi murmured.

Snow vases are a Southern specialty, created for those poor Southerners who have no snow to play in to create a snowy atmosphere.

"It's a snow vase." Yan Si smiled, "It's Christmas, I always feel that it's a pity to end this day like this."

After saying this, Yan Si threw the snow vase in his hand towards Xie Zhi.

Yan Si: "Squad leader, continue."

Xie Zhi: "Okay."

Xie Zhi stretched out his hands, and took the snow vase that Yan Si sprayed just now from the air. At this moment, Shen Feiyu and Yu Ji were surrounded by people, and everyone looted the snow vase in the box.

"Photographer, too?" Xu Qiao took two and asked Liu She friendly.

Liu She shook his hand: "You play, I will shoot."

As he spoke, Liu She stood aside and chose a scene to record this youthful scene.

Xie Zhi held the snow vase, and just shook it a couple of times, but before he selected a target, someone attacked Xie Zhi.

Holding a snow vase, Shen Feiyu rushed towards Xie Zhi: "Squad leader, die!!!"

While speaking, Shen Feiyu pressed the nozzle, and snowflakes sprayed out one after another. Xie Zhi turned around nimbly, and not even a single snowflake fell on him.

Just as Xie Zhi was about to fight back against Shen Feiyu, another person who was more suitable to be the target of attack appeared in his line of sight.

Wang Jiquan, holding a comic book in his arms, holding a snow vase, is dodging others left and right.

Xie Zhi shook the snow vase, pointed at Wang Jiquan: "Wang Jiquan, accept!"

Wang Jiquan was in a state of scurrying away, when he heard Xie Zhi calling him, he subconsciously stopped to look, but he didn't expect that the squad leader would play his cards so unreasonably, that he would spray over his head and face.

Wang Jiquan bent his waist to protect his comic book, but was sprayed on the head.

Wang Jiquan: "????"

Is it tolerable or unbearable! ! ! !Could it be that Two-dimensional otaku will have a better temper? ? ?Wang Jiquan raised his snow vase and pointed it at Xie Zhi with a sword drawn.

Wang Jiquan: "Squad leader??? How dare you????"

Yan Si: "Why don't the monitor dare? You are the one who sprayed."

Xie Zhi was watching Wang Jiquan laughing, but before he could react, he was hugged by a forest-like man.

Yan Si's left hand was around the monitor's waist, and he was also holding a snowflake bottle. His right hand, which was not holding anything, gently pressed the monitor's head, leading him to the left, avoiding the snowflakes sprayed by Wang Jiquan.

Without avoiding it completely, Yan Si's clothes on the left side were sprayed a little.

Xie Zhi felt the hand holding his head lifted, Yan Si handed over the snow vase with his left and right hands, shook it slightly, and after a hey laugh, he pressed the spout with lightning speed.

Snowflakes sprayed over Wang Jiquan overwhelmingly.

This is just the first time, next, there will be a second time, and a third time.

Wang Jiquan hid the comic book in his arms, except for the comic book, his entire front was covered with snowflakes.

王季泉往旁边一跳，无限委屈：“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊不玩了！！！！你们欺负人！！！”

Then, Wang Jiquan hooked his waist and ran away quickly.

This time it's really a scurry!

Yan Si: "Hahahahaha!!!"

Yan Si put his arms around Xie Zhi, and Xie Zhi couldn't help laughing when he saw Wang Jiquan's desolate back.

Yan Si laughed until his stomach ached, subconsciously lowered his head, and looked at Xie Zhi.

At that moment, Xie Zhi also raised his head to look at Yan Si, his eyes were shining, as if they were tears from laughter, but not necessarily so.

Xie Zhi saw Yan Si's face clearly, because he was a little red when he smiled, his skin without makeup was very transparent, and his eyebrows and eyes were so superior that they didn't look like a product of the world.

The hearts of the two beat in sync.

Yan Si let go subconsciously, and Xie Zhi took a step back the moment he let go.

Yan Si: "I..."

Xie Zhi: "Actually... I..."