The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

This person's voice is very gentle and pleasant, Zhang Junruo raised his eyes and looked up, seeing this person's attire at first glance, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

In front of him, the fully armed man with a peaked cap and a black mask made him feel dazed for a moment. He thought it was a nagging and worrying guy from his family who called him brother, who had just returned from the school after the announcement.

However, in the next second, Zhang Junruo realized that this person was not Qu Linggong.He exudes a kind of gentle and gentle temperament, completely different from Qu Linggong's domineering strength.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were exposed, with a vague smile, the light in the eyes was light, like a pool of clear autumn water, which was completely different from the heroic spirit and sharpness in Qu Linggong's eyes.

Feeling the man's kindness, Zhang Junruo rolled up the trouser legs of the sweatpants with both hands, revealing a slender, white ankle, and replied in a slightly confused voice: "The shoes are newly bought, and they are fine for normal wear, maybe they are not suitable for playing basketball." ...During the competition just now, I always felt a little bit grinding..."

Wei Junxun leaned down, picked up the boy's sweatpants with his slender and beautiful fingers, helped him lift up the trousers, and carefully inspected the exposed ankle of the boy.

Such an ambiguous distance with strangers made Zhang Junruo feel a little uncomfortable, he pursed his lips, and his cheeks became slightly hot.

Wei Junxun saw a red mark on the back of the boy's ankle, where it rubbed against the upper of the sneaker, it was not too serious, the skin was slightly worn out, and a trace of blood dripped out.

He said softly, "It's a bit scratched, it's okay." Then, he raised his beautiful pupils and looked at the boy at a close distance, with a soothing and gentle smile in his eyes.

Wei Junxun is well aware of his own charm. His title of "Glamorous Man" is not in vain. A casual glance of his peach blossom eyes is also full of power, not to mention being so close to the boy at this time with "affectionate love". look at each other".

The man had already violated Zhang Junruo's physical distance, which made the already guarded boy a little uncomfortable, and when he received such ambiguous eyes with strong electric current, the boy blushed and stepped back nervously.

Wei Junxun was able to confirm almost instantly that he was, and was still, his favorite type.His eyes lightly passed over the boy's slightly trembling long eyelashes and shrunken shoulders, feeling the boy's guard.

He knew how to advance and retreat, stepped back a little, straightened his back slightly, and knelt on one knee, then took out a stack of Band-Aids with bunny and flower patterns printed on it from his pocket.

He just came back from the set last night, and these were gifts given to him by female fans who came to visit the set.

With his slender and beautiful fingers, the man carefully tore off one of the band-aids, unpacked it, and asked the boy to stand on tiptoe slightly, exposing the wound on his ankle. The boy refused a little and said he wanted to do it himself.He reasoned that the boy was inconvenient to do it himself, and he could do it with little effort, and asked the boy not to be so polite.

Just about to bend down to help him put it on carefully, I heard someone sternly shouted in the distance: "Let him go!"

The two were startled by the tyrannical and resentful shout, and looked up at the sound together.From a distance, in front of the school gate, a tall man dressed in black was walking towards this side angrily. His awe-inspiring aura made people seem to be able to vaguely see the burning anger behind him.

Zhang Junruo and Wei Junxun stood up slowly with stunned faces.

Of course Zhang Junruo immediately recognized this person's figure, this gait, this momentum, who else could there be besides Qu Linggong?

However, Wei Junxun didn't recognize who the guy who was killed from the oblique stab was until the man walked in front of him, bathed in the burning anger in the man's eyes.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, Wei Junxun carefully scrutinized this person's attire that was exactly the same as his own, naturally recalled his guesses about the direction of the show business, and finally vaguely guessed this person through the pair of sharp phoenix eyes that were only exposed outside the mask and peaked cap of origin.

According to rumors on the Internet, the school this person attended seemed to be a well-known private middle school in this city. He immediately thought of Xingyi Middle School, which is full of talents, but he also felt that it didn't matter, so he didn't ask Guo Xuanyu for verification.

The competitor met by chance today, and it turns out that this guy is really Xing Yi's student.

Currently, the entertainment circle is very hot. In the two popular boys' groups that split half of the world, two popular vocal members met without warning on the playground of Xingyi Middle School.

Wei Junxun was glared at by Qu Linggong's pair of phoenix eyes, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, straightened his back subconsciously, his peach blossom eyes changed from the gentleness and warmth just now, cast a cold and probing gaze, and greeted him neither humble nor overbearing.

The gazes of the two people crackled in the air, as if tiny sparks collided in an instant.

"Qu Linggong?" Wei Junxun asked calmly.

"That's right, it's me." Qu Linggong replied coldly, narrowing his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes slightly, his eyes were like torches, and his probing eyes wandered back and forth between Zhang Junruo and Wei Junxun.

Zhang Junruo's whole body tightened under his gaze, and he felt as if he had done something bad while he was away, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

Qu Linggong was silent for a while, then stretched out his big hand with distinct bones, and pulled Zhang Junruo who was standing between the two to his side.

He still remembered that in his last life, Zhang Junruo thought he was cheating his feelings because of WeChat, ran to Yin Zi's bar in a daze, was drugged by gangsters, and was almost taken away.

At that time, he was very wary of the person in front of him.Although at that time there was no bad result because this person stood up for his baby and "loved" his baby, but at that time, Qu Linggong clearly felt that this person had feelings for Zhang Junruo. covetous heart.

Under his meticulous care, his baby is like a young tree that absorbs the rain, dew and sunshine in spring, tender and upright, becoming more and more outstanding.Qu Linggong stared at Wei Junxun fiercely, thinking indignantly in his heart: Look, look at these people, in this life, no one is left behind, and they all rush forward anxiously to come to the back garden of his house to pick the victory fruit.

It wasn't enough for Qin Fengmian to leave just now. He went out to participate in the recording of the program. It was only a few days ago that such a powerful enemy appeared quietly again.

Zhang Junruo was dragged vigorously by him. Because of his unstable center of gravity, he just stood on tiptoe to expose the rear ankle injury on the outside of the shoe, and suddenly fell on the somewhat hard upper of the sneakers. He frowned slightly, pursed his mouth, and remained silent.

Wei Junxun looked at this scene with cold eyes, bathed in Qu Linggong's sharp gaze full of possessiveness, and sighed in his heart, so it turned out to be so.He should have guessed that such a cute little guy should have been famous for a long time.It's just that he didn't expect that the master was still his strong enemy.

Wei Junxun glanced at Qu Linggong coldly, and chuckled in his heart. Although the two people's styles are not the same, their tastes are quite similar.

He raised his hand leisurely, held a band-aid between his slender fingers, shook it lightly, asked in a neutral tone, "Young Master Qu, is your actual age three years old?"

Qu Linggong narrowed his eyes tightly, his eyes were so gloomy that he was about to kill someone.His actual age in this life is 25 years old, and he describes himself as a man who is mature, stable, capable and worthy of relying on.He is no longer the brat who was told by the person in front of him, "You can take care of what you have" in the previous life.

In this life, being criticized by this person again in front of his own baby, Mr. Qu was furious, and asked sharply: "What do you mean?"

"Are you the king of jealousy in the universe?" Wei Junxun said coldly, "Your cutie's ankle was worn out while playing basketball, and I was just going to help him paste this." He shook his hand again Band-Aid, frowned and said helplessly, "You pulled him like that just now, he must be in pain."

Hearing what he said, Qu Linggong frowned, an unmistakable distress flashed across his face, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Junruo worriedly.

Zhang Junruo hurriedly said that it didn't hurt very much and nothing happened. Qu Linggong didn't believe it. He bent down and squatted on the ground to help him inspect the wound carefully. Sure enough, he saw a red mark on the boy's ankle, which was worn away by the shoe upper. The skin was bleeding, but fortunately it was not serious.

Qu Linggong frowned even tighter, and said distressedly: "This kind of skateboard shoes is still not as good as sneakers. After all, they are used for skateboarding and not suitable for strenuous exercise. In the future, you should not wear them when playing basketball."

"Hmm..." Zhang Junruo agreed in a nonchalant manner.

Qu Linggong didn't want to accept the kindness of the "rival in love", so he copied Zhang Junruo's knees with his big hand, and pretended to pick him up and go to the infirmary to bandage him.It's lunch break time now, students come and go in and out of the campus, people come and go, it's too ostentatious.Zhang Junruo blushed, and refused to let Qu Linggong hug him no matter what.

Wei Junxun pulled a pair of speechless and indifferent faces, and handed the Band-Aid that he had held in his hands for a long time to Qu Linggong at the right time, and said lightly: "You love your little baby, so hurry up and put it on him, hug him Be ostentatious, be careful not to be photographed and posted on the Internet by someone with ulterior motives..."

Qu Linggong was depressed in his heart. In this life, he is obviously not the reckless young man he was back then, but he still feels very unhappy to be lectured by this one about his wife.

But what Wei Junxun said is not unreasonable. Leaving aside the Qu family, there has been no big movement so far. I don't know what attitude he has towards his coming out. Just say that his popularity at this time has countless pairs of eyes on him every now and then. Staring at himself secretly, it is better to be cautious.

He reached out to take the band-aid that Wei Junxun handed over, reluctantly thanked him, squatted down, and helped Zhang Junruo carefully cover the scratch on his ankle.

The two were about to leave together, Wei Junxun took another step forward, and stretched out the stack of bunny band-aids in front of Zhang Junruo. Just as Zhang Junruo was about to reach out to pick it up, Qu Linggong stepped forward again, snatching the bandages with a big hand. Band-Aid, thank you reluctantly.

Wei Junxun lost his temper a bit, and wondered where did this person come from so possessive, but he was really guarded against him, and he was guarded like a thief.

Although the two of them are popular members of the opposing boy group, it's not an exaggeration to have a little sense of competition. Don't they have to be so clear-cut, can't they be more polite to their seniors?

The two walked more than ten meters away, Qu Linggong suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at Wei Junxun who was standing there.

Wei Junxun was looking at the leaving back of the pair of young men with some gloom, thoughtful, but seeing Qu Linggong looking back at him like this, he couldn't help being surprised.

I saw Qu Linggong said something to the little cutie beside him, then quickly turned back and walked in front of him.Qu Linggong looked deeply at Wei Junxun with his reserved phoenix eyes, and he was stunned for a while.

After a long while, Qu Linggong slowly opened his lips. His voice was deep and solemn, full of sobriety and deep meaning. He said faintly, "You don't want to take any goddamn supernatural movies in recent years." After a pause, he said every word. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Remember!"

After Qu Linggong finished speaking, he turned and left, without seeing the exaggerated expression of surprise and astonishment on Wei Junxun's face for a moment.

What do you call your kid?Hey—is this the tone you use when talking to seniors in the entertainment industry?

Wei Junxun originally wanted to refute in this way, but when he heard the content behind Qu Linggong, he froze suddenly. He was stunned: How could this kid know that he just signed a contract to star in a supernatural film that will start next year, and he will be the actor in this movie? The leading actor in the film.

Could it be that the production crew had approached him before?

But it's not right, this kid is still concentrating on participating in the promotional activities of the men's group in the early days, and there is no sign or opportunity to develop into the film and television industry.

Wei Junxun listened to Qu Linggong's tone, which was full of warning, and couldn't help thinking: Could this kid have learned something about this supernatural film?

Wei Junxun was slightly taken aback by Qu Linggong's understatement but meaningful words, and stood with his arms folded on the edge of the playground, frowning and thinking for a while.

Not far away, a handsome young man leaning against the fence stood silently for a long while, with an indifferent face, walked over quietly, with a handsome face full of recklessness, with impatience written all over his face, he walked up to Wei Junxun, leisurely Xian sneered: "It was really exciting just now..."

Wei Junxun was analyzing the deep meaning in Qu Linggong's words, when he suddenly saw Guo Xuanyu appearing in front of him, he asked awkwardly, "Did you see it all?"

Guo Xuanyu said flatly: "I saw it, I saw the whole process of Jun Xun's little angel's failure to poach the wall."

Wei Junxun said embarrassingly vaguely: "I didn't dig the wall..."

The two chattered casually, and were about to step out of the campus together, when someone behind him called timidly with a clear and bright voice unique to teenagers: "That... please wait..."

Wei Junxun and Guo Xuanyu turned their heads in astonishment, and saw a thin and well-behaved boy standing not far behind.

The boy was wearing Xingyi's summer school uniform, a white shirt with a light blue honeysuckle garland embroidered on the neckline, and sky blue slim-fit pencil pants. His fresh and lovely temperament was like a cool breeze in early summer.

The boy has a timid and pitiful expression. He hasn't grown up yet. He looks like a student in a lower grade. He is thin and small, with delicate and smooth skin. There is an exaggerated black frame hanging on his snow-white porcelain skin. The round glasses made her face look smaller, and her dark eyes were as lovely as Bambi's.

Wei Junxun was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help wondering: "What kind of Fengshui treasure land with outstanding people is Xingyi? Does it specialize in producing such handsome and lovely boys?"

He saw that the boy looked at him shyly and nervously, but very persistently, his eyes were not blinking, and his long eyelashes were still trembling slightly, so he couldn't help asking warmly, "What's the matter?"

The boy pursed his lips and murmured nervously, "I...I...I'm your fan...I want your autograph..."

☆, strong kiss