After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Yan Ling'an was sitting in the corridor, tapping his pen, secretly looking up at Chu Muya from time to time.

The biology teacher was about to come down for inspection, but Yan Lingan blocked the way just two steps away, and said angrily: "What are you doing? You are so far away from the microscope, do you think you have clairvoyance? Sit back and block my way gone."

The biology teacher has just graduated from university and is not very old, so he can easily get along with the students, so he doesn't put on airs so much.

Yan Ling'an refused to move: "Mr. Yao, I watched the sky at night and found that the position next to the corridor has a bit of good Feng Shui. Sit to prolong your life and rejuvenate you..."

Yao Su was irritable: "Shut up, when I turn around, you're still sitting outside, so you can stand outside and do experiments, what the hell!"

Sun Liu also heard Yao Su's scolding voice, and asked curiously, "Brother Mu, why did Brother Yan sit there?"

Chu Muya looked up at Yan Lingan, who just turned his gaze over, and Yan Lingan's eyes were filled with anticipation instantly.

Is Brother Mu going to call him back?

Chu Muya lowered his head again, and said coldly, "He's sick."

Before Yan Ling'an could hear what Chu Muya said, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Sun Liu: "..."

Fan Gu: "?"

After reacting, Yan Ling'an said, "..."

What Yao Su said just now, Yan Ling'an was still a little timid. He hung his hands straight down and grabbed the underside of the round stool, and then moved to the seat inch by inch, taking a cautious look at Chu Muya every step of the way.

After finally moving to the edge of the experiment table, Yan Lingan stopped, bowed his head and began to write the experiment report.

Chu Muya took a look at Yan Lingan's cautious look, felt funny and speechless, he stretched out his hand and pushed the microscope to Yan Lingan's right hand.

Yan Ling'an touched the base of the microscope: "Mu, Brother Mu, don't you use it?"

"I'm done."

"Oh." Yan Ling'an held the microscope in front of him and asked tentatively, "Brother Mu, are you not angry?"

Chu Muya took a deep breath and tried to calm down his tone: "I'm not angry."

Yan Ling'an was a little happy: "That's good, Mumu, let's go out to eat together later, shall we? I always feel that the dishes in the school cafeteria at night are leftovers from noon."

Chu Muya flipped through the experiment report to see if there were any omissions, without raising his head: "I want to practice the piano."

Yan Ling'an took the fountain pen and turned around randomly, trying to find a topic to talk to Chu Muya. Chu Muya said one thing was one, and if he said he was not angry, he was not angry.

"By the way, Mu Mu, Fan Gu and the others said that there is a farmhouse hot spring in the north of Ningcheng. They plan to invite a few people to go there during the New Year's Day holiday. There will be a discount. Let's go too?" Yan Ling'an dragged the bench back to Chu Mu In case Yao Su came back, he looked around first, then handed over his experiment report and pretended to ask questions.

Just as Chu Muya was about to return to him, he glanced at Yao Su with his hands behind his back from the corner of his head, and looked down at the experiment report again.

Seeing that Chu Muya didn't respond, Yan Ling'an tugged at his sleeves: "If you don't want everyone to go together, then we two will go?"

Yao Su cleared his throat with a sullen face: "Where are you going? Do you want to go outside the laboratory to cool off first?"

When Yan Ling'an heard Yao Su's body, he immediately sat up straight, pretending to be observing carefully.

Yao Su knocked Yan Lingan on the head: "Don't talk about things that have nothing to do with the class in class, I'm so surprised, I often see other little boys harassing the little girl I like, why do you always harass me?" What about Chu Muya? Are you jealous that your grades are better than yours? Dare to disturb his study, and see if I beat you up next time his grades drop?"

Yan Ling'an retorted solemnly: "Other little boys are called not doing their jobs properly, and that's called puppy love. Chu Muya and I are discussing academics in harmony, and there is an essential difference. Besides, Lao Yao, I didn't give you the first place in the exam. Well? Why do you treat them so differently?"

Yao Su snorted: "I never took your class in my freshman year of high school, so of course you didn't give me the first place in the exam."

Yan Ling'an: "..."

Yao Su knocked Ling An on the head again: "Don't be so big or small, did you call Lao Yao?"

Suffering from respecting the teacher, Yan Ling'an could only shut up and get beaten.

When Yao Su left, Yan Ling'an hissed again: "Mu Mu, that's a deal, let's go together when the time comes."

Chu Muya nodded.

Time entered December, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the time for morning reading was postponed by half an hour.

The time for Chu Muya's practice was getting tighter and tighter. Yan Lingan couldn't wait for Chu Muya to have dinner, so he bought a bunch of fried chicken skewers from outside the school and spread them on the floor.

After Chu Muya finished practicing twice, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Ling'an who was sitting on the ground eating barbecue: "Why don't you go back first?"

"Ah? It's okay. Anyway, I finished my homework, and I have nothing to do in the dormitory." Yan Lingan patted the floor, asked Chu Muya to sit down, and then shared the skewers in front of him, "That's right. Brother Mu, what game are you guys playing?"

Yan Ling'an's taste is not spicy or unpleasant, but the grilled skewers in the plastic box didn't sprinkle any chili powder, Chu Muya pursed his lower lip, and Chu Muya was the only one who didn't eat it, including the brothers in the dormitory next door chili.

Chu Muya took a bunch of mutton: "Next weekend."

Yan Ling'an suggested: "Then I will take Sun Liu and the others to cheer for you! Their voices are louder than each other, and they can overwhelm the opponent from the momentum."

"it is good."

On the second weekend of December, the instrumental music competition for high school students was in full swing at the Ningcheng Grand Theater.

The first day is the national musical instruments, there is a pipa, a guzheng and a xiao in No. [-] Middle School.

Only one No.2 was taken in No. [-] Middle School, and the results were neither good nor bad.

The second day was for western instruments. In addition to Chu Muya's piano, there was also a senior in the third grade playing the cello.

On the day of the competition, Chu Muya wore a small black suit and sat in the waiting room. On the first day, there were a few people with ethnic musical instruments. After today's competition, he went to the auditorium to watch the performance. I went backstage to prepare, so only Chu Muya was left alone.

Chu Muya has a habit of preparing for competitions or exams in advance, no matter how much time he has on the day, he will not read any more, so he didn't bring the score, and sat on the chair to watch his phone.

I don't know who took the lead in the class group, and a message has been swiping the screen for a long time.

- "Come on brother Mu, come on brother Mu! @楚木娅"

There was a smile in Chu Muya's eyes. Perhaps at the beginning, the people in the class were somewhat repulsive to him. He thought it was nothing to do at first, but now, it has changed.

They changed and so did he.

If there is really someone who plays a role in the middle, it is probably Yan Ling'an.

Thinking about it, someone knocked on the door of the lounge suddenly.

Chu Muya thought it was a staff member calling him to make preparations, and walked over to open the door, only to be startled by the people outside.

"Brother Mu! Surprise!" Yan Lingan appeared at the door with a smile

Chu Muya was taken aback: "Why are you here?"

Yan Lingan smiled: "I saw the music teacher just now, and I told him that I want to encourage my classmates!"

Yan Ling'an followed Chu Muya into the lounge, looking at Chu Muya in a dress, his eyes froze a little.

... a little too pretty.

"Mu..." His voice was dry.

Chu Muya straightened his bow tie in the mirror: "What's wrong?"

Yan Lingan shook his head: "No..."

The two stayed together in the waiting room for a while, and soon it was Chu Muya's turn to play.

The staff member knocked on the door outside, and said, "Student Chu Muya, it's time for you to play soon, please prepare."

"Okay." Chu Muya responded.

Chu Muya took the score and prepared to go out.

"Brother Mu!" Yan Ling'an suddenly said.

Just as Chu Muya was about to turn around and ask Yan Ling'an what was wrong, he was hugged all over his arms, the tip of his nose was full of youthful breath, sunny and pure, and he heard Yan Ling'an say, "Come on, Mumu, I'll give you a piece of Ouhuang's hand." Embrace."

"Go away, you haven't drawn six stars so far, don't you have points yourself?" Chu Muya pushed him away, and the tips of his ears hidden in his short hair were a little hot.

Yan Ling'an answered with a natural smile: "That means I left all my European energy to you!"

Chu Muya followed the staff to the backstage, where Lin Yue was standing there, waving at him.

Lin Yue asked, "Are you nervous?"

Chu Muya shook his head.

Lin Yue smiled and encouraged. In less than a month, she saw Chu Muya's seriousness and hard work: "That's good. I believe your practice will get the results you want."

"Next, I would like to invite Chu Muya from Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School to bring you "The Bell"."

There was constant applause in the performance hall, and Chu Muya heard Sun Liu's cheering.

Chu Muya came to the stage, put the score on the piano, walked to the front of the stage and bowed to the judges, and when he looked up, he saw that many students in his class had come. He nodded towards them, and then sat down. Go to position.

Different from the previous accompaniment, this time Chu Muya was strictly performing, and the spotlight was all on him.

After the concise prelude, the timbre in the high register is more short and powerful, crisp and lively, like a series of vivid and realistic bells.

The long high-pitched performance made the performance hall quieter. The people who originally came to support their school also fell silent, and several judges in the front row nodded their heads.

Finally, the sound of the piano faded away. After Chu Muya played the last syllable, he stood up and bowed to the judges: "This is the end of my performance."

There was applause in the performance hall.

During Monday morning reading, Chu Muya felt something was wrong as soon as he walked up to the teaching building on the second floor. The first class was close to the corridor, and it was a bit too quiet.

At the beginning of winter, Ling An stopped playing golf in the morning, and usually went with Chu Muya, and he disappeared today.

Chu Muya was a little distracted, half of his foot stepped into the door of the class, the air suddenly exploded, and there were two "pops", and the ribbons sprayed from the small fireworks fell on Chu Muya's shoulders, tightly Then Shen Yuan and Sun Liu took the lead: "Congratulations, Brother Mu! The only No.1 who won the competition!"

"Congratulations, Brother Mu!"

"Brother Mu is awesome!"

……

Chu Muya was really a little scared by the sight, but he couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Liu suddenly realized: "No, what is the only No.1? Is it so difficult that there is a second No.1?"

Shen Yuan corrected: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake, the only first prize!!"

Everyone surrounded Chu Muya at the front door, and they said something to each other.

"Give way! It's blocking the way!" Yan Ling'an's voice suddenly came from the classroom, "It was obvious that you asked me to send flowers, but you blocked the way yourself."

Everyone turned their heads, and Chu Muya saw Yan Ling'an who was squeezed outside by the crowd, holding a handful of exquisitely packaged white multi-headed perfume lilies in his hand.

Yan Lingan obviously wasn't nervous when facing so many eyes in the class, but he was a little nervous when he saw Chu Muya, and he couldn't speak, staring at Chu Muya without moving: "Mu, Mu-ge, Congratulations, congratulations."

Chu Muya took the flowers: "Thank you."

Yan Ling'an was still not willing to move, the two looked at each other with a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Someone joked and booed: "Brother Yan, we asked you to present flowers, not to confess, why are you nervous."

"I just saw that Yan Ling'an had the same hands and feet!"

"I'm on the scene! I can testify!"

Seeing Ling An standing there stupidly, Shen Yuan pushed her: "Where's the congratulatory speech?"

"Huh?" Yan Ling'an thought for a while, "I seem to have forgotten."

"What kind of congratulations are you talking about? It's over if you set off a salute!" Someone said something, and then opened a small salute, which startled the girls around.

"Who do I rely on? It's scary!"

"I saw it, Sun Liu's dogecoin, the sisters hit him!"

There was a huddle at the front door, those who pulled fireworks blindly to create panic, and those who chased and beat each other.

Chu Muya and Yan Lingan were standing face to face, and just about to go back to their seats, someone pushed him. Yan Lingan had been looking at him, knowing that he would not fall, but subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Chu Muya. Mu Ya hugged her into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

Everything around became quiet, Chu Muya was stunned for a moment, then he held the flower with one hand, and put the other hand on Yan Lingan's waist.

He seems to feel wrong.

He has more than a little liking for Yan Ling'an.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, after all, Yan Ling'an is a pure (sha) love (bi) high school boy