After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Yan Ling'an's breath rushed towards his face, and it still carried the heat after exercising just now.

Chu Muya was caught off guard for a moment, and then he reacted and pushed Yan Lingan away, and gave him an elbow by the way, then turned and walked upstairs: "Don't move."

Chu Muya didn't use much force in that blow, Yan Lingan raised his hand and rubbed it, lowered his head and laughed, he seemed to smell the lemon shampoo in Chu Muya's hair from the brief contact just now, and there was a thin layer of Body temperature under school uniform.

The hand rubbing the left waist moved up a little, and the heart under the chest was beating violently.

Even more than before on the court.

...you won't really have a heart attack.

Yan Lingan rubbed his heart worriedly, stepped up the stairs, and followed Chu Muya with a smile: "Then you can't move your hands and feet, can you move your mouth?"

During the lunch break, Yan Ling'an had a nightmare.

In the dream, he had a terminal heart attack and was lying on the bed dying. Chu Muya stood by his bed, his eyes were swollen from crying, and said to him: "Yan Ling'an, I like you, don't die! I won't be so indifferent to you anymore!"

... scumbag.

Then Yan Ling'an only felt his body sink.

He woke up.

Chu Muya was doing his homework, with his head half down. The afternoon sun came in from the window and fell on him, outlining soft lines.

Yan Lingan clasped his hands on the table, and moved his head a little towards Chu Muya: "Brother Mu, I had a nightmare just now... It's not right, it's not a nightmare... I dreamed that I had a terminal heart attack, and then you Crying and saying you love me."

Chu Muya said indifferently, "It's a nightmare for me."

Yan Ling'an's little heart was broken into pieces: "..."

The afternoon class meeting was hosted by Shen Yuan.

Su Jing sat on the side of the podium and corrected homework.

Shen Yuan took the notebook and went to the podium: "Students and classmates, after returning from National Day, it will be a kind of centennial celebration. Every class needs to produce a program. Do you have any good suggestions? Or do you have any talents?"

Fan Gu raised his hand: "I can play basketball!"

Someone scolded him: "What are you going to perform? Are you going to fight the air with a basketball?"

The class laughed together.

A few more people made proposals, but almost all of them were rejected.

Shen Yuan originally wanted to come up with a drama performance, but thinking about it, the time was too short, and costumes and props were a trouble.

Moreover, there are many questions in the first class, and there may not be many people who want to participate.

Yan Ling'an hid in the back row and whispered to Chu Muya: "Brother Mu, my birthday is 9.30, and the National Day holiday just started that night. Let's go have dinner together. I also made an appointment with Fan Gu, Sun Liu and the others."

Chu Muya wanted to refuse at first, but thinking that even if he refused, Yan Lingan would have to pull him over in the end, so he nodded.

Yan Ling'an didn't know what was going on in Chu Muya's mind, but he only knew that he immediately agreed to the invitation, wishing he could go downstairs and run fifty laps immediately.

Everyone chattered about each other, and the discussion finally came to a conclusion before get out of class ended. A girl in the class danced ballet, accompanied by Song Lin's piano accompaniment.

Yan Ling'an was a little surprised: "I can't tell, Song Lin can also play the piano." He clicked his tongue, "It's a pity that the guitar and ballet don't match well, otherwise I can go on stage and make up for it."

During the break, the president of the student union came to him to host the school celebration.

The student council president of No. [-] Middle School is a third year high school student named Su Qingtang. He has always been the second grader since he entered the school.

It was also a coincidence that Yan Ling'an and Su Qingtang knew each other. At that time, Su Qingtang's battery car ran out of battery not far from the school gate. Yan Ling'an happened to pass by to help him, and the two dragged the battery car into the school together.

In order to thank Yan Ling An, Su Qingtang specially invited him to dinner, and the two got to know each other because of this, but at that time they were a sophomore and a freshman, and the teaching building was far away, so they were nodding acquaintances.

Yan Ling'an was a little surprised: "Why did the senior come to find me?"

Su Qingtang looks gentle, wears a pair of thick glasses, and smiles: "I believe in your ability, and the main reason is that I am now in the third year of high school. I really don't have so much time to rehearse these things before I come to you. I will wait for the National Day to come." The student union probably has to be re-elected, if you host the school celebration well this time, I can give you a referral."

Yan Lingan smiled: "That's great. Although I'm not interested in the student union, since the senior trusts me, I won't refuse."

Seeing Yan Lingan being so forthright, Su Qingtang also nodded: "Okay, the presiding rehearsal will have to wait until all the classes have reported the program, and it probably won't start until next week, so you don't have to be in a hurry, it's not good if it affects your study. "

Yan Ling'an didn't care: "It's okay, I understand my own studies."

Su Qingtang said: "As soon as the National Day comes, the monthly exam will be held. After the monthly exam, the school's anniversary will be announced. It is estimated that the grade will not be notified until this afternoon. Let me tell you first to make preparations."

Yan Ling'an nodded: "Okay."

Su Qingtang asked again: "By the way, I heard that the first place in the test before you changed hands?"

Yan Ling'an nodded calmly: "That's right, you've dumped me a lot."

Su Qingtang smiled: "Your score is higher than yours."

Yan Ling'an shifted his body, and clicked Chu Muya's chin: "That's him, very powerful."

Su Qingtang took a look, "tsk", and murmured in displeasure: "Why are you just like that guy, you know how to study all day long."

But no matter how much he disliked him, he couldn't pass the other party.

Yan Ling'an didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Ah? Senior, what did you say?"

"It's nothing."

The two chatted for a few more words. Before leaving, Su Qingtang patted Yan Ling'an on the shoulder, and taught him earnestly: "Let's go, study hard, don't be the second child in ten thousand years like me."

Yan Ling'an: "..."

The basketball game soon ushered in a new schedule, class one against class nine, still at noon.

Maybe Ling An stole the show in the first game, but against Class Nine, the outdoor basketball court was full of people.

They had no enmity with Class Ninth, and the two classes were not incompatible with each other. They exchanged a few insults and waited for the referee to start.

Yan Ling'an accurately found Chu Muya's figure in the crowd, and couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart.

Chu Muya talked about being troublesome, but he would satisfy Yan Lingan's request every time.

Thinking of the strange dream before, Yan Ling'an suddenly felt that Chu Muya wouldn't really like him, right?

While he was in a daze, Class Nine had already snatched the ball.

Fan Gu patted Yan Ling'an: "Who does Brother Yan want! It's a competition!"

"Oh." Yan Ling'an recovered.

With a "bang bang", Yan Lingan made another rebound, and the referee blew his whistle.

The girls around Chu Muya were excited again.

"Am I right!! He's so handsome playing basketball!!! Ahhhhhhh!"

"Why don't we have such a handsome guy in the first year of high school, it's dry."

"Last time I sneaked into Class [-], Grade [-], but he wasn't there."

"I heard that he is still a top student, the kind who studies super well."

"Why wasn't I born a year earlier, I want to be in the same class as my little brother!!"

"Stop talking, stop talking!! Another goal!!"

"Damn it, he's so handsome, I want to fall in love with him, I want to be pressed against the wall and kissed by him."

There were many voices on the playground, and Chu Muya didn't know why he just heard the phrase "I want to be pressed against the wall for a kiss."

Coincidentally, Yan Ling'an scored another goal and easily made a V to Chu Muya.

Chu Muya's heart skipped a beat.