After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Chu Muya covered the phone and returned to Zhang Ting: "No thanks."

"Oh good." Zhang Ting had no choice but to go back with water.

After sending Zhang Ting away, Chu Muya put the phone back to his ear: "Hello? Banquet Ling'an?"

Yan Ling'an pursed her lips, and her voice was inexplicably lower: "I'm here."

"What's the matter with you?" Chu Muya also heard his voice suddenly drop a lot.

Yan Ling'an lowered his eyes: "It's nothing, my side is going well."

"That's good."

"Ah."

What I wanted to say just now was lost by the girl who appeared out of nowhere, Yan Ling'an had nothing to say for a while, and wanted to ask who that person was.

Chu Muya glanced at the private room. Father Chu and Zhang Zhiguo seemed to have finished chatting and were about to go home. He couldn't keep calling here, so he could only ask, "It's okay, so I'll hang up first?"

Maybe it was because he was so happy with Chu Muya during this time, Yan Lingan almost forgot that he still has someone he likes very much, this is the first time that Chu Muya hung up the phone in such a hurry, because he was going to talk to her say?

Yan Ling'an scratched her head a little dejectedly: "She...you...forget it, it's fine, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The other end of the phone has been disconnected, Yan Ling'an is still holding on to the phone tightly and refuses to put it down.

Mother Yan came over: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ling'an immediately stood up: "It's okay, mom, have you finished talking with Uncle Ye?"

Mother Yan smiled: "Well, the contract has already been signed. Mr. Ye said that he has a decoration team he knows, so I will entrust them to him."

Yan Ling'an said absent-mindedly: "That's good. I didn't expect you and Uncle Ye to know each other. It's really a coincidence."

"This is the first time I saw him after graduating from college. It's really a coincidence."

It was only after Yan's mother came that she found out that the Uncle Ye Yan Ling'an was talking about was actually her college classmate, but after graduating from college, Ye Ziyuan went abroad to study and lost contact with everyone in the class, even if there were occasional class reunions. The kind that comes back home.

After chatting about the follow-up procedures, the sales contract was signed, and Yan's mother was also going to go back with Yan Ling'an first.

Ye Ziyuan looked at Yan's mother a little embarrassedly: "Why don't I see you off, the villa area is quite far from here."

Mother Yan smiled and refused: "It's okay, the driver at home brought us here, just now let him go out for a stroll, I'll call him again and let him come back, you gave me a discount at this store, how can you be so embarrassing?" Please take us back, please."

"Okay, then I... will take you out."

The family's driver quickly drove back, Yan Ling'an sat in the co-pilot, and Yan's mother sat in the back seat.

Maybe that girl has nothing to do with Chu Muya, maybe...

Ke Yan Ling An was still uncontrollably upset.

A silent crush is too torturous.

He leaned against the door, glanced at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, then frowned and glanced again, and then whispered to the driver: "Uncle, look at the car behind us, isn't it following us?"

I had already seen it on that street just now, and followed it at a short distance after two streets, but the black film on the car made it impossible to see the inside from the outside.

The driver took a look and realized something was wrong: "It's okay, just wait for me to get rid of him."

Soon, the driver began trying to shake off the tail car behind.

The car seemed to have noticed it too, so it turned to another road at the corner of the street.

Yan Lingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because he was kidnapped when he was a child, so he was extra sensitive about this kind of thing.

Going back to school to lecture on test papers is almost a nightmare for most students. They finally forget about the cruel thing of exams and relax for a day or two, only to be pulled back by a cruel notice.

Because it is not a formal class, the class schedule depends on which teacher comes first, and which teacher will speak first.

Su Jing, as the homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher, was the first to enter the classroom, so everyone became uneasy. After all, the grades in her hands may be the scores of all nine subjects.

Su Jing first asked the class representative to hand out the papers, and then said: "The grades of our class this time are not bad, and the average Chinese score is two points higher than that of the second class. Students have worked hard in the past six months. Regardless of whether the grades are good or bad this time, I hope you You can have a good winter vacation. Of course, you can’t relax too much. After all, the academic proficiency test is still waiting, and I will not report the results. You can get the papers and read them yourself. If you want to see the ranking or total score, I will let Song Post the class ranking on the inside of the door, and you can just read it after class."

Knowing that the ranking and scores will not be reported, some people are happy and some are worried.

Song Lin went up to get the ranking list, returned to his seat, and the people around immediately gathered around to see his ranking.

Yan Ling'an also wanted to go up to watch, but the distance between him and Song Lin was too far.

Chu Muya got his test paper, because it was graded electronically, so the test paper was clean and there was no trace of correction.

After reading the ranking, the people around Song Lin all looked at the back row of the classroom, with admiration, envy... mixed feelings.

Well, don't look, Yan Ling'an quietly glanced at Chu Muya beside him.

I feel inexplicably proud.

Song Lin hadn't posted the ranking on the door, but a fuzzy photographed version had already been posted in the class group.

[Xie Tiantian]: [Picture]

[Anonymous 1]: Am I blind?Chu Muya 441? ?Banquet Ling'an 435?

[Anonymous 2]: I'm sorry, I lowered the average level of the first class

[Anonymous 3]: Bah, it's obvious that the two of them have raised the average level. Thousands of people wrote in blood, and put Chu Muya and Yan Lingan out of the same class! !

[Anonymous 4]: Blood Book +1

[Yan Ling'an]:?

Many teachers of this final exam said that the level of difficulty was similar to that of the college entrance examination, and everyone had indeed experienced the difficulty of the exam papers, so when the scores came out, many people were naturally shocked.

[Fang Lianyi]: The latest news, this is the top two in the city

[Anonymous 3]: Brother Yan is awesome, Brother Mu is awesome QAQ

[Anonymous 2]: Looking at my school rankings, I shed tears. I am obviously studying in the same class. Why is there such a big gap?

[Song Lin]: ...

[Fang Lianyi]: Song Lin, do you want to know how many names you have in the city?

[Song Lin]: Tell me, I can accept it

[Fang Lianyi]: No.10

[Fang Lianyi]: Actually, it’s not bad. Among the ten high schools in Ningcheng, our school has taken the top two, and there are three in the top ten, not to mention the many other schools!

[Anonymous 4]: Humble

After reading the results, Yan Ling'an said to Chu Muya, "You performed really well this time, obviously I also feel good after the exam."

The last monthly exam was easy, and it was no problem to score 400 with eyes closed, but this time the unified exam was all papers given by many teachers in the city.

Chu Muya looked at Yan Lingan and said, "You work so hard, of course I have to work harder."

There is no one who does not want to be number one, even the person he likes wants to do his best to compete with him.

Moreover, Yan Ling'an's enthusiasm for studying after New Year's Day did make Chu Muya feel a little bit of a sense of crisis.

He hoped that Yan Ling'an would be better, and he also hoped that he and Yan Ling'an could become better together.

The names of Chu Muya and Yan Ling'an have spread among the universities, ranking third in the city at 420, a full 2 points lower than No.15.Chu Muya's Chinese composition and Yan Ling'an's English composition were copied a lot, and they were used as templates in various schools.

The winter vacation officially started in the amazement of everyone. Although the time is only more than a month, it is enough for them to have a good rest and relax.

Yan Ling'an was a bit busier than usual, the dessert shop was being renovated, and he had to go to Qingfeng Rest Company to report on time every day.

He is an adult, so the company is not at risk of employing child labor.

Yan Ling'an's project team is the project that they won the award in the first year of high school. The company directly bought out the project and prepared to develop it into a mobile game based on it.

Yan Lingan learned programming because he had nothing to do, so he learned a little bit by himself, and then was pulled into the project team by Su Qingtang. The originally unconventional code became more standardized and professional under the guidance of two seniors.

If no one said it, probably no one would really think his code was written by a high school student.

Chu Muya looked down at the book, WeChat and Yan Lingan hung up the voice: "When I went there on the first day, they thought I was an intern at Ningda University, but when they heard that I was a high school student, they were all stupid. "

He laughed while talking: "But they are all very good. I didn't know until I joined the project team that the ones I taught by myself are completely worthless compared to those in regular schools."

Chu Muya also curled his lips slightly, and asked him, "Do you want to study this as a university major in the future?"

Yan Ling'an thought for a while: "Should I? If there is nothing more I want to learn."

It's been a week since the winter vacation, and Chu Muya followed his parents back to Yucheng, and he and Yan Ling'an can only communicate on WeChat/letter.

It was the first time in two lifetimes that Chu Muya missed someone so much.

This was also the first time he hadn't seen that person for such a long time after he saw his thoughts clearly.

Obviously, during the National Day holiday before, I didn't have such thoughts.

When I don't read a book occasionally, it seems that my brain is filled with Yan Lingan's thoughts.

Chu Muya originally planned to wait until graduation before telling Yan Lingan, but now he doesn't know if he can control himself, but Yan Lingan has worked so hard recently, he is not willing to scare the other party.

After all, if Chu Muya were to be confessed by a man suddenly, he would not be able to keep his composure.

If his confession would cause trouble to the other party, then Chu Muya would rather be next to him.

This week, he also thought about calling Yan Lingan, but he still couldn't think of a reasonable excuse, and then Yan Lingan's call came.

Yan Ling'an also suffered for more than a week before he mustered up the courage to call Chu Muya on New Year's Eve, claiming that he was here to pay New Year's greetings.

Although this call was four hours earlier than the New Year, Chu Muya didn't ask any more questions, the two hung up the phone and chatted one after another, even though they were doing completely different things, they were reluctant to hang up .

Hearing Yan Ling'an talk about his recent daily life, Chu Muya felt a little distressed: "During the Chinese New Year, you should rest well."

Yan Lingan smiled softly: "I know."

There was another silence, and the sound of each other's breathing was transmitted through the mobile phone.

Yan Lingan lowered his eyes, holding the already hot phone: "I really want to start school."

I really want to see you.

"Yes, me too.

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