Bai Yueguang is over-compensated [Transmigration Book]

Chi Zhouqing didn't expect that one day he would take the initiative to study because he was too free. He wrote several test papers in the afternoon of New Year's Eve, and finally stayed up until eight o'clock in the evening.

Each channel unanimously launched the Spring Festival Gala, and several familiar hosts wore festive red clothes and said the same auspicious words.

He actually doesn't like watching song and dance performances. Watching the Gala is just a sense of ritual. He always feels that the Spring Festival is incomplete without watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Since he was the only one in the dormitory, he didn't have to worry about affecting others, so he simply unplugged the headphone cable and played it outside.

Cheerful and festive songs echoed in the empty dormitory, making it seem that the small dormitory is no longer so empty and lonely.

He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone: the sketch actors were performing hard on the stage, and the audience in the audience burst into bursts of laughter.

And Chi Zhouqing outside the screen, after enjoying several singing and dancing programs, liked to mention a sketch that he couldn't understand the jokes at all.

Chi Zhouqing checked the phone screen again and again that the time was only ten o'clock.Obviously, at this time of school, night self-study has just ended, and he is not usually sleepy to this extent.

If Xia Yubai hadn't told Chi Zhouqing to wait for him to make a phone call when he was free yesterday, Chi Zhouqing wouldn't have resisted the drowsiness. Anyway, he had no vigil or red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

But there is no way, since he has already promised others, he can't go back on his word.

Before Chi Zhou fell asleep drowsily, Xia Yubai's call finally came late.

He yawned and answered the phone wearily. Xia Yu on the other end of the phone said apologetically, "Sorry, I went to make dumplings just now, so I delayed contacting you until after ten o'clock."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sent a picture of chubby dumplings shaped like crescent moons.

"How is it? I wrapped it well, this is my first attempt."

Alas, I can't eat it.

Chi Zhouqing was half asleep and half awake, and his brain reaction was half a beat slower than when he was awake. He vaguely remembered that eating dumplings during the New Year is also one of the traditions, and he should eat it once when he goes out this afternoon.

It's easy to get distracted when your mind is not clear, Chi Zhouqing forced his attention back: "Not bad."

After Xia Yubai received Chi Zhouqing's affirmative evaluation of his level of making dumplings with satisfaction, he asked him what he was doing.

Chi Zhouqing replied truthfully: "Watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Xia Yubai said that his grandparents were also watching this, and they laughed happily. At the same time, he expressed doubts about Chi Zhou's taste in watching shows lightly.

The two chatted one after another, Xia Yubai suddenly asked: "Tell me, what if my college entrance examination results are not satisfactory?"

Chi Zhouqing was a little surprised.

As a "child of someone else's family", Xia Yubai never needed parents or teachers to worry about his studies and grades. He also thought that Xia Yubai had full confidence in his grades. Worry about the countermeasures after considering the difference.

Chi Zhouqing was thinking hard about an appropriate answer that would not only inspire people but also stop him from worrying too much, Xia Yubai asked a second question: "What if we don't get into a university?"

Chi Zhouqing noticed that Xia Yubai was not only worried about studying, and asked, "Did you watch some other messy TV series?"

Xia Yubai said "Wow", "You know this too?"

Then he learned the plot of the whole dog blood TV series from Xia Yubai's narration: the hero and heroine are a pair of childhood sweethearts, and because the heroine wants to go to university with the hero, she filled in exactly the same wish as the hero.After entering the university, there is a big pot of blood, pregnancy, abortion, cheating, sisters tearing each other for love, prodigal son turning back and other factors.

Chi Zhouqing: TV should be completely banned in Xia Yubai's house.

Xia Yubai sighed: "I also know that these are all fake. It's a bit silly to think too much after reading it... Oh, forget it, I don't know how to say my thoughts, it's a mess."

Chi Zhouqing could understand why Xia Yubai was so hard to say.

Even if Xia Yubai's mind is more mature than most of his peers, after all, he has just passed adulthood.The college entrance examination is the first meaningful exam that teenagers are about to face. It is normal for him to have worries, anxiety and negative emotions before the exam.

Although he knew that Xia Yubai would not confuse the virtual with the real, he still asked one more question: "You wouldn't do such a stupid thing as not writing the finale just to go to the same university as me, would you?"

Then he got Xia Yubai's merciless ridicule.

Chi Zhouqing: Well, I worry too much.

It may be that Chi Zhouqing's worrying question amused Xia Yubai, and his tone of chat afterwards was much lighter, and he no longer raised some weird ideas.

Chi Zhouqing didn't want to tell him the cliché about regulating emotions before the exam. The teachers had babbled on these long-winded lectures many times since they entered the third year of high school. I don't want to hear these repetitive words anymore.

He wants to do something within his power to make his boyfriend feel better: "Is there anything you want to do?"

Xia Yubai said enthusiastically, "I want to set off fireworks."

Chi Zhouqing ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "This can't be done, the area where your house is located is the area where fireworks are prohibited."

Xia Yubai: "Ah..."

Chi Zhou could imagine the mouth curled up on the other end of the phone just by hearing his lowered voice.

"Don't be unhappy," Chi Zhouqing smiled subconsciously. Even though he later realized that the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see his expression, the smile was all empty, and he still smiled, "I'll put it on for you." , biu—crack, clap."

Xia Yubai froze for a moment, then couldn't stop laughing: "What is this? Fireworks?"

Chi Zhou thought lightly: I must have something wrong with my brain to do such a childish behavior that I used to dismiss.

After the bottom line of shame was broken once, it became more and more unfettered.

There are too many childish things to do with Xia Yubai, so it doesn't matter to add another one.

He reasoned and said: "Here, why not? It's all green and pollution-free, you deserve it."

"It doesn't count! Your fireworks only have sound and no picture."

"Then what kind of fireworks do you want to see?"

Xia Yubai didn't think this behavior was childish. He thought about it for a while, and described in detail: "I want to see the kind - more colors and brighter light. It's better to fly into the sky with a dozen fireworks. When they fly to the highest point, they burst into small sparks, and finally drag their small tails down."

Chi Zhou lightly put the phone on the table and turned on the hands-free, took out the paper and pen from the drawer, and drew fireworks on the paper as Xia Yubai requested.

He has seen a lot of fireworks, but seeing them is just an impression in his mind, and it is another matter to draw this impression on paper.

He drew several pictures, reluctantly picked out one that he was slightly satisfied with, and sent it to Xia Yubai.

Xia Yubai: "...the fireworks are so ugly, I want to complain to the seller."

"I'm not very good at drawing, but don't you give me some affection points?"

"Okay," Xia Yubai changed his words instantly, "Your paintings are really beautiful."

"It's too fake, too hypocritical. Why can't you fool me with your acting skills that fooled the teacher?"

Xia Yubai kept laughing: "You can't, look at me. What kind of fireworks do you want?"

The two fools then "set off" environmental protection fireworks all night.

Before you know it, the clock strikes midnight, the old year is over, and the new year is coming.

"Happy New Year!"

The two said New Year's greetings together in unison.

Xia Yubai laughed inexplicably, and Chi Zhouqing didn't know why he wanted to laugh too when he heard him laugh.

They laughed mindlessly for a long time before Chi Zhouqing spoke, but there was still a smile in his words: "Do you have any New Year's resolutions?"

"If you don't say it, the wish you made won't work if you say it."

Time subtly overlapped, and Chi Zhou took it lightly and said: "I will help you realize your expressed wish."

Xia Yubai naturally also remembered what happened on Chi Zhouqing's birthday, he chuckled and said, "Ha, then you can really do it."

"I have two wishes. One is to be admitted to Changda University. I will realize this wish myself. The other is that in the new year, I also want to have a good time with Chi Zhouqing."

"Will you help me achieve a quarter of my New Year's resolution?"

"Of course," Chi Zhou said with a chuckle, "It's a great honor."

Since the two lived in the same dormitory, they ate breakfast together every morning and went to the classroom together.

On the only way from the dormitory to the teaching building, there is an avenue full of ginkgo trees on both sides.

The seasons change, and they have witnessed the autumn when the ginkgo leaves flow like broken gold, the winter when the branches are dry, the spring when the buds are first blooming, and the summer with luxuriant branches and leaves comes quietly inadvertently.

A countdown sign for the college entrance examination was hung in the classroom, and the number of candidates encouraged on the LED screen at the gate of the campus also changed to their level.

In the [-]-day swearing-in meeting, his position was that of a prospective candidate who raised his hand to swear an oath on the playground below, instead of the spectators cheering for the prospective high school senior in the surrounding stands.

He was the one who received the cheering postcards written by his juniors, not the one who racked his brains to write down blessings for the college entrance examination.

There are banners hanging outside the classrooms of each class in the third year of high school, and it is red from a distance outside the teaching building.

Students scribbled about their target universities.

Chi Zhouqing solemnly wrote "Changshi University" with a marker pen. Next to his unsightly handwriting, Xia Yubai wrote the same purpose but obviously a few grades better than his handwriting.

In the next semester, the atmosphere of the entire third-year teaching building is completely different from that of other grade teaching buildings. There are depression and tension. Occasionally, he sees students crying because of unsatisfactory grades in the corridor. Affecting other students who were studying in the classroom, he cried softly.

But more is firmness, even if he cried because of emotional breakdown, he finally wiped away his tears and moved forward.

Until now, Chi Zhouqing had a real sense of participation, he was not a dissociated audience.He has spent almost three years in this school, and more than three months later, he will usher in the first important exam in their lives together with thousands of candidates.

The author has something to say: What a coincidence, I wrote about the college entrance examination in the article, and today is also the college entrance examination =w=

The college entrance examination has been postponed for one month this year, and I always feel that the senior three students have already passed the exam

I wrote something in the back and it didn’t feel right, so I deleted it again. 1551 agreed that there will be no more days and sixes. I will get up early and change it tomorrow (not today, I always judge whether it is the same day by whether I have slept or not). , I hope it will end tomorrow (really tomorrow) (//▽//)