The childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky

From the first half of high school to the second half of high school, it was only a short year, but many things happened to Mu Yao, and he went to the hospital countless times, but he was very fortunate that these things were resolved neatly during this period up.

Because in the second half of the second semester of senior high school, the learning atmosphere in the key classes began to become very subtle. Lu Xiaoqi’s daily one-hour jogging turned into half an hour. I heard that Song Qingtan no longer talked about losing weight and eating well During dinner, even Lu Lu put away the game and began to make up the notes left behind.

Jiang Feng also worked hard for a while after the winter vacation, but it was only a month or two. When the weather got warmer, he started to run like a wild dog running with the gym students every day, and every time he ran, his head was full When he came back sweating, he almost stuck out his tongue. Ping Yuan called Mu Yao on purpose and said, "You can persuade Brother Jiang, with such good grades, why don't you go back to study?"

"It doesn't matter," Mu Yao's reply to this was, "In his situation, he is not in a hurry to prepare for the sprint. Now he is in the review stage, so there is no need to fill up the time too much."

But Mu Yao's requirements for himself are completely opposite. After 20 days of winter vacation, he studied 19 days of questions and started school in full condition. As a result, Song Qingtan has never caught up since he was surpassed by him the previous two times.

The score difference between them slowly widened and remained at [-] or [-] points, while Lu Xiaoqi's score was like a rocket soaring on the exponential function curve, infinitely approaching the limit, and no one could catch up. One day, Yan Zheng deliberately Taking advantage of the lunch break, I called Mu Yao outside, sneakily got him a copy of Lu Xiaoqi's test paper, and asked him to take it home and analyze it by himself at night. Where is the gap, and where else can points be raised.

"Is it necessary?" Mu Yao felt that this kind of behavior seemed a bit shameful, and Yan Zheng didn't say where he got it, "Could it be that I can't mention it on my own?"

Jiang Feng advised him: "Brother Yan finally found it for you, don't make trouble with him."

Mu Yao said no, but still honestly put the paper in his backpack and went for a run with Jiang Feng in a complicated mood.

"I found that you have grown taller recently?" Jiang Feng measured from the top of his head to the tip of his nose.

"No?" Mu Yao looked down at the running shoes, "Maybe the soles of these shoes are thick."

"No." Jiang Feng moved his feet closer to compare the soles with him. The shoe size was two sizes bigger than him. Mu Yao was wearing a pair that he used to wear small and was reluctant to throw away. At this time, the laces of the two were also mixed. The color is very similar to the style of couple shoes, "I know this, it must be average thickness, I will measure your height when I go back."

Mu Yao is a little proud. If she grows one centimeter taller, she will be 179. Another centimeter... "Huh?"

Jiang Feng smiled and pinched his face: "I'm sorry, your expression is so cute, I couldn't hold back."

Mu Yao also pinched his face: "I'm handsome, not cute, give you a chance to say it again?"

"Handsome guy," Jiang Feng let him squeeze, and rubbed his face against his hand, "I was wrong, do you think I'm cute? Do you like it?"

Mu Yao failed in the trick, so instead of playing with him, she ran two quick steps to get ahead.

They went back to measure their height in the evening, and Mu Yao really grew to 1.8 meters, and he ate more and more recently, and he had the tendency to continue to grow taller. Jiang Feng praised him, saying that he is a late bloomer, and he can continue to exercise He continued to grow until he was as tall as he was, and continued to study until his face was blushing.

Opening Lu Xiaoqi's paper and studying it carefully all night, he had to admit that this kind of solid foundation is really accumulated over time, not only in the understanding of knowledge, but also in the good habits of thinking that he has cultivated over the years.

Moreover, there is no Chinese test paper and second English test paper, and since he couldn't see the composition, Mu Yao felt less guilty. He also decided that he would not read the Chinese paper if he had it, even if Yan Zheng told him that the paper was just right. What is brought by the light must at least have a certain degree of respect for other people's privacy.

"Look, first of all...the most important thing...well...is..." Mu Yao showed him the biology paper that Jiang Feng was least good at, and helped him analyze the problem, "It can be clearly seen... She has a good handwriting."

Jiang Feng looked at Mu Yao with kind eyes.

Mu Yao was also embarrassed: "Okay, okay, even if your handwriting is neater than mine, in fact I'm not that bad, we are about the same."

Jiang Feng simply squatted by his table and looked up at him, his eyes were big and bright, and he saw the deer bumping in his chest: "Okay, I get it, I'll start practicing calligraphy now."

Mu Yao took off the daily planning form pasted on the lamp, and added a copybook on it during the period from 10:30 to 11:00 in the evening.

Jiang Feng felt distressed again, and put his chin on his lap: "You study for such a long time every day, and you still need to exercise, plus practicing calligraphy, will you not get enough sleep?"

"I don't need to sleep for too long," Mu Yao said indifferently, "This should also vary from person to person. Start with half an hour a day for half a year, and reduce it to 15 minutes for the second half of the year. It's very easy. As long as you persist It will work."

Jiang Feng lay on his lap in admiration and watched him write. After a while, he couldn't take it anymore and started chasing people away before going to his side to continue doing homework.

In the eyes of others, Mu Yao actually lived a very happy and fulfilling six months in hell. His only interest in the past was the piano, but self-study and practice are also very boring. It's no different to do another boring thing, not to mention Jiang Feng's company and encouragement from future prospects.

Although there are a lot of holidays in the first half of the year, he has never taken a vacation, and Jiang Feng has no actions that lovers should have. That's enough.

Especially after the summer vacation, the high-intensity study was temporarily pardoned for [-] days. On the beach on summer nights, they would occasionally run, walk for a few minutes, and then run back. Everything was no different from what happened here last year. Same.

"Do you really think we don't care?" Mu Yao asked him.

"What?" Jiang Feng often couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts, "Don't you kiss?"

Mu Yao also often can't stand him being completely out of sync with her: "No!"

Jiang Feng didn't understand what he wanted to say, but Mu Yao could feel Jiang Feng's eager aura.

"...Do you mind?" Mu Yao could only ask, "You really want...uh..."

Jiang Feng lowered his head and didn't speak or look at him, but just stroked the knuckles of his hand with his fingers.

Mu Yao remembered that when she first met him, she often counted the time he took in the shower, guessing what he was doing, and her breathing became short of breath.

"I, I don't mind..." Jiang Feng said abruptly, his voice was a bit loud, "It's just... if you don't kiss, you can bear it better, otherwise you will not be able to bear it in the future..."

He said it very strangely, but Mu Yao knew exactly what he was referring to, and wanted to cover his nonsense mouth, and he did so, and he even kissed the palm of his hand.

"Then you..." Mu Yao withdrew her hand and held it tightly, "Why couldn't you hold back last year?"

"I was so happy at that time..." Jiang Feng whispered again, "Didn't you say it yourself? My parents also told me that there are very few people in this world who are together because they like each other. I like it." You, it just so happens that you like me too, and I realized it suddenly, and I think it's too rare, so I must seize the opportunity."

Mu Yao: "How do you know that I...?"

"You can't hide liking someone. If you don't like me, why did you go to me? Can't you feel that I like you? I really..." Jiang Feng stopped and hugged him tightly In his arms, just like in the small park that day: "I really like you..."

Mu Yao also crossed his hands on his back, put his palms against his shoulder blades, raised his chin and put it on his shoulders, and couldn't help but respond to him: "I like you too."

Maybe you really can’t hide your liking for someone. After the summer vacation ended and the third year of high school started, Yan Zheng saw that Mu Yao was no longer as sick as last year, and was completely alive and kicking, so he called him to the tea room and locked him up. Haomen reminded him to keep a distance from Jiang Feng at school in the future, and he was not allowed to do anything beyond the relationship between classmates.

"What do you mean..." Mu Yao asked naively at first, "Above classmate relationship?"

"You, you, you," Yan Zheng anxiously touched his head with the book in his hand, his ears turned red suspiciously, "Don't you know it yourself! Don't pretend to me, the salt I've eaten is worse than the salt you've eaten There is a lot of food! Now is an extraordinary period, you are not allowed to engage in those crooked ways, puppy love, talking about friends, these are all things in the future, how old are you now, why are you in a hurry?"

Embarrassed and ashamed, Mu Yao could only listen with her head down.

Yan Zheng was still eloquent: "Are you the only one who looks good? Look at Lu Xiaoqi, the second class, is she not good-looking? But she is only focused on studying..."

Mu Yao blinked and looked at Yan Zheng, thinking: I never thought that I would be told to "look at other people's children" this day.

Yan Zheng was stuck for a few seconds, and continued: "Now is the critical period. After this year, you know what you like?"

Mu Yao: How?Teacher, why are you blushing!

In the end, Yan Zheng ended the conversation with his trump card that had threatened countless young couples in the class: "In short, stay away from Jiang Feng, if you don't pay attention to the style of work, I will change the table for you."

When Jiang Feng heard him come back and talk about this matter, he was very angry: "If you change the table and change the table, you will know how to change the table. What age do you care about puppy love? Can you use a new trick?"

Mu Yao: "But how did he see...me...and you...?"

Jiang Feng pondered: "I think...he may have noticed it a long time ago. You should be wondering why he said it now. Could it be because our sweet aura has interfered with his single radio waves recently?"

Mu Yao: "Be more serious..."

Jiang Feng patted his head, and said solemnly: "Don't be angry, I will play with him at noon tomorrow. He is playing in the second class. I will cap him for you."

Mu Yao's football is not bad, but it's true that he hasn't played basketball for a long time, so he was a little confused: "Why is he in the second class?"

Jiang Feng said disdainfully: "As far as his level is concerned, going to the second class is to help our class. He is our class teacher, so of course he has to help us. Is it difficult to understand?"

In a few days, the reason why Yan Zheng wanted to speak now was revealed.

"Mu Yao," Li Biwei trotted back from the office just after delivering the papers, and stood at the back door and said excitedly, "I heard them talking in the office just now, the recommendation list has come out!"

Hearing this tone, there must be some rumors. Most of the class heard it, but it was basically expected that there would be exclamations of envy, jealousy and hatred one after another.

"Let's go," Jiang Feng smiled and let him go out, "Go and ask."

Mu Yao also nodded with a smile: "Yeah."