Beyond The Outline

"Director Gu," Xu Sheng hid behind Shao Zhan, and reminded him again with the words that Gu Yanwang had reminded them: "There are so many students in the audience, and there are also students from other schools. We must show the tranquility and elegance of Linjiang Sixth Middle School." school spirit..."

Gu Yanwang was dragged by Meng Guowei and other teachers, his whole body was almost in the air, his feet were off the ground, and he was flopping in the air: "Linjiang No. [-] Middle School still has a fart elegant school spirit! Shao Zhan, what are you doing on stage? Don't protect me!" Look at him, get out of the way."

Shao Zhan stood in front of Xu Sheng, but Gu Yan Wang couldn't help him.

Under the stage, Zhang Feng laughed so hard: "Fuck me."

His elder brother was still his elder brother, Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone to record this shocking scene, the image was shaking, and finally the camera flickered, inadvertently focusing on the scorching sun above his head.

There is no doubt that.

The name Xu Sheng of Linjiang No. [-] Middle School became well-known in this national defense education activity jointly participated by several schools.

Xu Sheng's review ended with Gu Yanwang roaring on the stage, "You write another [-] words for me." The next few days of activities were nothing more than continuing to practice, visiting various exhibition halls in the Green Boat Base Defense Zone, and the Green Boat Base. Features of the boat base - simulated aircraft carrier.

"Who didn't dream of being a navy when he was young," said a student during the visit, "Look at this equipment, how cool it is."

"I have always dreamed of becoming a writer," Shen Wenhao pushed his glasses and said, "I just published my first debut novel on the xx website, everyone can support it."

Shao Zhan: "Website?"

Shen Wenhao has never given up in the field of writing novels, and the school magazine can no longer hold his ambition. It is said that xx website is a new literary website.

Shao Zhan didn't know the movements of his classmates. Xu Sheng had heard about it, and explained: "Wenhao seems to be writing science fiction on the Internet recently, just click on him at ordinary times. Last time, Houzi encouraged everyone to leave comments in the class group. .”

After Shao Zhan finished listening, he saw other people pass the topic on, and somehow it reached Xu Sheng: "What do you want to do in the future, Brother Sheng?"

As soon as this question came up, Xu Sheng, who has always been able to talk, was rarely silent for two seconds, but this silence was not noticeable in the noisy environment. Shao Zhan looked at him twice, and saw Xu Sheng lowered his eyes and inserted his hand In the trouser pocket, go sideways through the door and out onto the deck.

"I don't know," he said against the wind after a while, "I haven't thought about it."

The instructor began to introduce the new equipment, and everyone quickly changed the topic to other places.

On the fifth day of national defense education, after the closing ceremony party, everyone went back to their dormitories to pack their things, and they had to take the bus back to school early tomorrow morning.

The last night of military training caused many students to fall into an inexplicable state of carnival, probably because they thought that they would be greeted with endless learning after returning to school, and everyone cherished the last night at the green boat base.

After Xu Sheng took a shower, he opened the door and came out of the bathroom. Hou Jun and the others had just discussed how to spend this precious night.

Hou Jun: "We have discussed it, and we will have activities in the dormitory on the hour tonight."

Xu Sheng didn't care: "Let's listen."

Hou Jun chuckled: "The movie I saw last time, there is a second one, I can't think of it."

Xu Sheng: "..."

This is really unexpected.

Xu Sheng's back felt cold, and he wondered what excuses he could find to avoid later.

However, Hou Jun didn't give him time to make excuses. He secretly took out the tablet from his backpack: "Our school dormitory can't be charged. I didn't expect the socket in the green boat base to work. Fortunately, I was smart and brought my tablet. gone."

At this time, Shao Zhan was in Meng Guowei's bedroom.

The last time Meng Guowei asked him to talk about the competition, Shen Wenhao rushed in and interrupted him before the conversation was over. This time he explained the competition clearly. When Shao Zhan returned to the dormitory, the movie was just at the end.

Xu Sheng's hair was half dry, and he was sitting on the bed. Although his face was calm, the movement when Shao Zhan pushed the door in made him tremble uncontrollably.

Shao Zhan closed the door and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Hou Jun: "Murder Game 2, you're coming back too late Brother Zhan, it's almost over."

After watching the movie, a few people got together and played a few games together. Just after midnight, the group of people who had shouted "All night tonight" couldn't stand it any longer, and dropped their phones and fell asleep .

Xu Sheng's mind was full of scrolling bullet screens, mainly "fucking". The few games just now did not let him recover from the movie screen.

It was a hot day, and the temperature in the dormitory was not low. Xu Sheng still covered the quilt tightly, huddled in the quilt, and chatted with random people from the friend list.

Zhang Feng: Boss, are you still awake?

Xu Sheng: I came to you to connect with you.

Zhang Feng: What time is it, please contact me tomorrow.

Xu Sheng: They are not brothers anymore.

Zhang Feng: It's brother, why don't we contact each other in our dreams, the training is too tiring these days, I want to go to bed early.

……

In the dark dormitory after the lights were turned off, only Xu Sheng's bed still had some light from his cell phone.

Xu Sheng replied to Zhang Feng, "Okay, you go to sleep", and then exited from the chat box, and received a new message.

It's Shao Zhan.

Concise and concise, three words.

- still not asleep.

Xu Sheng panicked a lot in his heart. It was completely different from the way he became famous two days ago on the review stage. If his group of new fans and fans saw this, he would doubt his life. He paused his fingers , or replied calmly: Isn’t it normal for young people to practice immortality at night, you didn’t sleep too.

Shao Zhan: Go to bed right away.

At this point, it's rare to catch someone who hasn't slept.

For some reason, Xu Sheng suddenly felt relieved when he saw those three words. It may be because this sleepless person crossed the network cable and was only half an arm's width away from him.

Xu Sheng was loyal to his instinct, and replied: Don't.

After a few seconds, a sentence of typing was displayed on the top of the chat box.

The words sent by Shao Zhan seemed to have magical powers, and Xu Sheng could almost make up the young man's low and cold voice.

- Afraid to watch?

The fluorescent light of the phone shone on Xu Sheng's face, and he carried out his pretense to the end.

-Hold.

- Who says I'm scared.

- With that little thing, how could your brother Sheng be afraid?

After a long time, the bed on the opposite side rustled, making a very light sound, which sounded like the sound of the quilt rubbing against the bed sheet, which could be heard very clearly in the quiet night.

Then Xu Sheng saw two words added to the chat box.

- reach out.

Reach out?

What hand.

Xu Sheng didn't react for a while, he stared at the chat box for a while, then let go of one hand, and poked his hand out from under the quilt.

Xu Sheng actually got a little hot in the quilt. After he stretched out his hand, the temperature covered in the quilt quickly dissipated. When he stretched out his hand halfway, his knuckles touched something—very familiar, a little His hands were so hot that the temperature was even a little hot. After Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment, something seemed to explode. He couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand, but the other party directly covered his hand without saying a word.

This was completely different from the feeling when Xu Sheng accidentally grabbed Shao Zhan's hand when he was watching a movie with Monkey and the others in the dormitory.

During the silence, the phone screen automatically turned off.

The eyes suddenly darkened, and all the sounds in the ear also went away. For a while, all the senses disappeared, only the sense of touch remained.

I don't know how long it took before the phone screen turned on again.

Shao Zhan: Let you catch it wrong once.

Xu Sheng didn't know how he fell asleep that night, nor how long he and Shao Zhan had been holding each other like this. In the dormitory, Hou Jun and the others were sleeping soundly, Tan Kai's snoring, Yuan Ziqiang came out of his sleep from time to time A few words in sleep, maybe only the moonlight shining in from the window accidentally caught a glimpse of what happened that night.

"Going back to school..." The next morning, Hou Jun closed his eyes and put on his clothes, reminding everyone to get up and pack their things quickly, "Gather at eight, get up quickly."

Hou Jun's voice is louder than an alarm clock: "Brothers, don't sleep!"

Xu Sheng was woken up by Hou Jun, he squinted his eyes, blinded by the sunlight coming in from the window.

When his consciousness gradually returned, his hand covering his eyes stopped unnaturally in mid-air, and did not move for a long time, then he slowly took it away, looked at the gap between his fingers for two seconds, and then remembered last night What did he and Shao Zhan do: "..."

He sat up and saw that Shao Zhan had already changed his clothes and was opening the door of the cubicle with a water cup.

Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Wake up."

"Ah," Xu Sheng looked away and said unnaturally, "Morning."

Hou Jun bent over to get a water cup and toothbrush, rubbed his waist and went into the cubicle and interjected: "By the way, did you sleep well last night? Why do I think this bed is harder than the one at our school... Is there any difference in the material of the board? "

Xu Sheng couldn't answer this question.

He didn't know how long he slept holding hands with someone at night, and he still had to say that I slept well last night?

However, when Hou Jun asked this question, he was facing him, so Xu Sheng got out of bed and rushed into the cubicle before Hou Jun.

Hou Jun was blocked from the door: "...Brother Sheng, even if you are handsome, you have to wait in line."

In just a few days, the green boat base has left many memories for the students.

Green-shaded avenues all look very familiar, as well as dismantled guns, visited military equipment, snapped instant noodles, shouted words from other companies, and even... fights.

Last night's party ended, Instructor Wang was also a little bit reluctant. He was kind and the students in Qilian liked him very much. When some students reluctantly called "Instructor", he also smiled slightly and said: "Tomorrow you will go back to school Yes, I will study hard when I go back, and I am very happy to be able to spend these five days with you, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Class [-] packed up their things and ate in the cafeteria of Green Boat Base for the last time.

After the meal, Instructor Wang took them to the bus and said goodbye to everyone through the door.

Then the bus started slowly and left the green boat base.

The feeling of returning to campus is both familiar and unfamiliar. Meng Guowei was afraid that the students would not be able to get back their minds, so he arranged for them to write essays in the first Chinese class after returning to school: "Let's calm down in this class and write an essay in class. The topic is' My dream' is also to remind you to plan your next study career well... I don't know you yet, you will be gone after going out for a few days."

Meng Guowei has a wide range of ideas, and in conjunction with this composition, he also came up with a fancy link, asking students to write down the name of their target university anonymously: "When you graduate, see if you have achieved your goal."

Meng Guowei wrote the composition topic on the blackboard.

Xu Sheng only glanced at it, then lay down and fell asleep.

Shao Zhan: "Don't write?"

Xu Sheng didn't even raise his head: "Writing poetry requires inspiration."

Shao Zhan: "..."

He really forgot that his deskmate was still a "big poet" and never wrote well.

In this class, Xu Sheng's composition handed in a blank paper and didn't move a single word.

Shao Zhan was called over by Meng Guowei during class, and Meng Guowei would always analyze and explain Shao Zhan's compositions to him after class, and this time was no exception.After the brief talk, Meng Guowei had other things to do, so he handed the anonymous note to Shao Zhan: "Shao Zhan, help the teacher sort it out, unpack it and fold it up, and put it in my folder after sorting it out." Just do it."

Shao Zhan responded.

The handwriting on these notes is different. Since they are anonymous, this group of people wrote about all kinds of schools. In addition to many normal schools, there are also famous schools among them, and some even directly think of Tsinghua University and Peking University.

However, in these piles of papers, there is a school name that is incompatible with other schools.

——Central Academy of Fine Arts.