I have everything in my dream, including my husband

The two of them were lying in the bathroom, and He Chen leaned over in a sticky manner.

Ding Liuyun was squeaking and still talking, when suddenly her roommate yelled at the door: "Run and fuck!"

Ding Liuyun spat out the toothpaste in his mouth, exhaling fragrantly: "Fuck!"

The first few people in the dormitory hurried to line up.

Ding Liuyun, He Chen and Li Hao didn't live in the boarding house before, and reluctantly joined the team under the leadership of their roommates.

But the class teacher has to line up.

From high to low, Ding Liuyun and He Chen are naturally not in the same stage.

But Ding Liuyun sneaked back a few times, wanting to stay with He Chen.

Li Hao sighed: "Ding Liuyun, you are here!"

The head teacher heard the voice and said, "Ding Liuyun, move forward."

Ding Liuyun didn't move: "Teacher, I'm not short!"

"If you're not short, you're not short, you and He Chen are together."

Ding Liuyun smiled and said, "Thank you teacher!"

During the exercise, Ding Liuyun was more excited and rushed forward.

The head teacher shouted from the stands: "Ding Liuyun, you run honestly! He Chen, hold him!"

He Chen raised his hand to hold Ding Liuyun, pulling him.

"slower……"

Ding Liuyun slowed down.

After running, Ding Liuyun's legs and feet felt weak and he was helped back by He Chen.

"Lao Tzu, I won't run away tomorrow." Ding Liuyun said harshly.

Of course this is just a wishful thinking.

But Ding Liuyun can indeed run for two months less than others.

He's going to a training camp.

It is said to be a training camp, but it is actually one-on-one tutoring. Since he has chosen the path of music student, the scores of professional courses are very important.

Don't talk about masters, you must have the minimum introductory knowledge.

Li Hao sighed: "Tsk, Uncle Ding spent a lot of money, a few hundred yuan for a class!"

"But Ding Liuyun, can you play the piano? Is it a little late for the senior year?"

Ding Liuyun nodded his nose in embarrassment, no, since He Chen bought a new house, the piano in the house is basically exclusive to Ding Liuyun.

"Okay, wait until I come back from the training camp! If I don't pass the exam, I'll go to the street to perform!"

Ding Liuyun was slapped on the head just after he finished speaking.

He Chen frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ding Liuyun was chosen to be led by a teacher from an art school for the training camp, and did not follow the school.

Because after the training camp, Ding Liuyun has to go back to school, so the accommodation will not be cleaned up.

"Help me pack up."

"Ah."

When Ding Liuyun stepped out of the dormitory, He Chen secretly kissed him on the face.

Ding Liuyun wiped her mouth, glanced left and right, and saw the head teacher standing at the stairs with sharp eyes.

Ding Liuyun's heart skipped a beat.

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I was pulled to sing, I can’t sing, I’m in charge of clapping, so I don’t have time to write more, I’ll see if I have time to make up for it in the evening