Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

Qu Chaoyuan was indeed there that day.

He went downstairs with the civil complaint teacher, holding a fresh-keeping box of washed big cherries in his hand.

I don't know what that Mr. Huang who often plays tricks said, but Qu Chaoyuan laughed so hard that he could only lean forward and backward.

The snow-white beam of light from outside slanted down and fell on his face. His face was as white as a newly made drum head, stretched tightly, and his skin was so smooth and clean.He also looks good when he smiles, the smile in his eyes is especially bright.

Quan Tang stood scribbled outside the counselor's door, looking at the ceiling boredly.

The counselor wanted to eat, and Quan Tang asked him to have a good chat with him after he had finished eating.

He was waiting, when he heard a familiar laughter, turned his head and saw Qu Chaoyuan caught his eye.

"What are you doing?" Qu Chaoyuan was about to pass by Quan Tang, and asked him kindly.

It turned out that his office was also in this corridor.

Quan Tang suddenly felt a little nervous: "I'm waiting for our counselor."

Qu Chaoyuan asked him again: "Have you eaten yet?"

Quan Tang replied: "No, I will go back and eat after talking with the teacher."

Teacher Huang joked: "Didn't you make a mistake and be detained?"

Quan Tang didn't want to talk to him, and he didn't want to look stupid in front of Qu Chaoyuan, so he touched his nose awkwardly.

Qu Chaoyuan cast a reproachful glance at his companion, grabbed a handful of cherries and gave them to Quan Tang: "Here, I'll eat and play with you." The ending sound of the word 'wan' circled upwards, hooking Quan Tang's ears .

Quan Tang quickly stretched out his hands to receive it.

A handful of cold red cherries fell into his palm.

Qu Chaoyuan smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Quan Tang was in a daze until the counselor arrived.

"What are you doing here, Quan Tang?" The counselor touched him, "Can I have some cherries?"

Quan Tang was categorical: "I haven't eaten yet. You've been asking me for some fruit."

The counselor looked at him with a half-smile: "Okay, I'll let you go out to eat after talking to you. Come in."

He was nothing more than talking about the leader inspecting you to concentrate on the next time, and because the school started, almost everyone had a heart-to-heart talk with the counselor, except Quan Tang who was rushing to the film festival at that time.He took the opportunity to keep this strange-minded child to have a good chat.

Quan Tang didn't like this kind of chat, and he basically talked nonsense about his vision for the future. After talking, the counselor was quite satisfied and released him in advance.As soon as he turned around, the kid completely forgot what he had said.

But because he was distracted by the test after all, the counselor asked him and Chi Zhong to attend the graduation commendation meeting that no one in the class wanted to attend.

It's the graduation season again, and the school likes to get some outstanding graduates to get together and hold a party alone. It is not only to commend these people's excellence in school, but also to let the juniors study hard to find a goal for themselves.

This kind of party has been held for more than ten years. During the two years of Quan Tang's limited stay at the school, objectively no one can reach the height of his admiration, and subjectively he lacks the emotion of admiration for others.

His admiration is generally not easy to give. If he hadn't been arrested as a young man, he would definitely not go to this kind of party.

It doesn't matter that he was arrested, but Chi Zhong was also very dissatisfied because his roommate was arrested. On the way, he got Quan Tang's promise to buy him watermelon as compensation.

The opening host made a lengthy introduction, nothing more than school achievements and off-campus achievements.

The whole Tang suit couldn't hear, secretly reading the movie theory e-book stored in the mobile phone.

Suddenly all the lights in the audience were turned off, and Fang Fang reluctantly raised his head.

The host left the stage, the curtain was drawn and lowered, the stage went dark for a moment, and suddenly it was brightly lit.Unhurriedly, a gentle-looking man walked up.

People burst into the sound of boiling water in an instant, and the whistles and screams shook Quan Tang's eardrums like a huge wave. When he looked back, there must have been more than 100 people standing up, as well as those holding lantern signs and hand banners.

The fan club was too big, and it heated up the scene all at once.But they shouted slogans in a mess, and there was no other organization except the unanimous hoarseness, and Quan Tang couldn't hear it clearly.

"Who is it?" Quan Tang blocked one ear and tilted his head to ask Chi Zhong.

Chi Zhong introduced in a low voice: "Bo Yu, the head of the Chinese Orchestra, has performed outside of school or abroad for a long time, and is a top student in the philosophy department. It's surprising that there is an outstanding talent in the philosophy department."

The wilting plant in the Department of Philosophy doesn't always produce such a flower.

Most of the giants on the stage are giants of science and engineering. So far, the outstanding graduates are liberal arts, and there is only one such person.

"Oh, you should be more interested in another matter. He has a boyfriend." Chi Zhong approached with a gossip face and whispered.

Quan Tang was suspicious: "With whom?"

Chi Zhong: "Wei Lun. The one who went back and forth between major music festivals and got the first grade point, he probably doesn't like to participate in this kind of party, or maybe you will see him."

Quan Tang responded, pretending that he knew these two influential figures.

Quan Tang looked at the man named Bo Yu in the middle of the stage. His facial features were as comfortable as if they had been washed by clean water. A little grapefruit juice might have been added to his lips and cheeks, giving him a charming sunset red.

There seems to be some similar aura, but there seems to be no such aura. This man has a misty and clean temperament.

Quan Tang slumped in his seat and did not speak. After a while, he said: "I seem to remember, I have seen the posts of the two of them, called the Analects of Confucius, right?"

Chi nodded and nodded again.

Quan Tang blew out a strange snort from his nose.

"In the future, we may not be like Qu Chaoyuan." He said sourly, "It will start right away."

Chi Zhong didn't even look at him, and said, "You'd better push it down, everyone has already achieved a true fruition, and you are still 800 years too early."

Quan Tang listened to Bo Yu's speech with one ear, poured out his words with the other ear, and said a sour sentence: "The teacher should like such an excellent boy."

Chi Zhong: "That's right, Qu Chaoyuan brought two students to win the National Award this year. Brother, you applied for a project last year, and halfway through, you said you weren't interested and didn't do it. You go to Where are you going to chase people?"

Quan Tang raised his face casually: "I can do what I want."

Chi Zhong blew out a wet syllable from his nose: "Blow, when you are able, bring me a national award."

Quan Tang curled up in his seat, unable to listen to the resume introduced by the senior.

"Beep, beep, chirp. Didn't you say that this person is a suona player? I'll listen to him." Quan Tang felt annoyed.

Chi Zhong glanced at him suspiciously: "Why are you making such a tone, you don't like it when someone's love is happy."

Chi Zhong understood him so well that even if Quan Tang wanted to scold him for being smart, he was ashamed to say so.

He rolled his eyes, then got up and walked away: "Come back and bring me the watermelon."

Regardless of whether the class committee wanted to name Chaqin, he left straight away.

There are also many small stalls outside the venue, which distribute aids to the outstanding graduates inside.

Quan Tang took a look at the brightly colored light sticks, most of the similar smiles were printed on the badges, and he snorted.There was a different stall with a shiny fish painted on it.

Oh, that senior with perfect love.Quan Tang thought sourly.

The seniors on stage already have sex.Quan Tang walked along the road behind the teaching building while kicking stones, muttering in his heart.

If there is no sex and dreams in summer, summer is meaningless, just a season of accelerated rot and stink.

In this long summer, there is no sex or carcass. Tang suspects that his body will be full of snot and mold.

Because he didn't get the teacher's pity for a long time, his skin and brain were broken, and the pustules on his face and the tumor in his head leaked pus together.

How to deal with this disease?

——Everything can be solved, and he can stay young forever, as long as the teacher is willing to give him a little sweetness.

Bo Yu must have had sex, Quan Tang thought indignantly, and he and his boyfriend were also different from others in the circle he knew.

After all, the two of them directly appeared in ordinary daily life, and it was almost destined that these two people would have a stable and long-term relationship.

This originally meant that during the three years of their relationship, the two young guns had touched each other countless times.

Two flesh/bodies, two pairs of lips, one future.

Quan Tang's eyes were turning red.

And it's an artistic companion, too hateful.

"Sooner or later...sooner or later, I will too." Quan Tang muttered in a low voice.

A young man is a being who is always erect, male or female.Just thinking about Qu Chaoyuan's kiss made Tang Quan feel so hard that he couldn't walk upright.

Getting erected behind couples' lover slopes is really insignificant, so Quan Tang had no choice but to trot all the way back to the dormitory to take a shower.

Chi Zhong couldn't bring his watermelon back until after ten o'clock, so Quan Tang turned off the lights in the dormitory and watched cult videos online.

Soon he was immersed in the vulgar and contrived style of doing things. When Chi Zhong opened the door, he saw a pink, nasty light on the screen, and Quan Tang squatted in the swivel chair with his hands on his chin.

A bloody groan came from the computer, and Chi Zhong suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. He felt the feeling of icy fingers touching his body in such a scorching early June.

"You should also pay attention, after all, we are at night—"

The human limbs swayed in the air like octopus tentacles without bones, and the internal organs poured down like a rain of blood.

Chi Zhong's eyebrows flew to the top of his forehead in an instant.

"If you dream of Qu Chaoyuan again tonight, let me tell you, Qu Chaoyuan will also be like an octopus." Chi Zhong said.

Quan Tang's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his arm stretched out like a forked branch: "The money is transferred to you, Gua."

Chi Zhong handed him half a watermelon.

After watching cult movies for so long, how come I still think of Qu Chaoyuan.The disgusting picture and violent action did not drive away Qu Chaoyuan's static smile.

He was a little anxious because of this love that had no progress.

Mulberry will be off the market, cherries will be off the market, and watermelon will be on the market, but it is too sweet and will get angry.The love in his heart became bitter after holding back, and every Friday morning from now on, he would feel the melancholy and annoyance that he didn't confess at the beginning.

Quan Tang should not let himself fall into such a regret, he should get closer to Qu Chaoyuan, and then get closer.

He didn't want to think that the summer he had waited for a long time in the flying catkins of sycamore and willow trees and the long cough was as dull as an overexposed photo.

After hollowing out half of the watermelon, Quan Tang took out the fudge from the drawer, went to the small refrigerator hidden in Chizhong's desk, took a can of Coke, poured the colored jelly candies into the watermelon, and put it in the watermelon. After half a can of Coke, sit back and order a new movie.

He has already thought about the comments of the last film, and is waiting for the second brush to perfect his ideas.

For the new film, he chose a light-hearted romantic comedy with a moderate score, enough to pass the time and entertain the mood, without being hurt by the stupid script and plot.

The existence of this type of movie makes perfect sense because it doesn't make sense.

In fact, Quan Tang doesn't like love movies. The lack of similar experience in his life makes it difficult for him to empathize. Among the more than 2000 films he has watched, he always places love movies at the bottom of the food chain eccentrically.

Quan Tang was wrapped in an air conditioner and was wearing headphones to watch a movie. Chi Chong nestled in a chair and played games with his brother. The two lived in peace for two hours, and then Quan Tang's headphones fell and blew into the toilet like a gust of wind.

There was an earth-shattering sound of rushing water.