After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Chu Muya opened the door and went out, only to see Yan Lingan straighten up immediately, pretending to ignore what happened.

He smiled calmly: "Let's go."

Yan Lingjian pretended not to care at all and asked, "Will Shen Yuan go back with us?"

Chu Muya didn't say much and prepared to go downstairs: "Well, let her be alone."

Yan Ling'an suddenly frowned, and reached out to hold him: "Mumu."

The platform above the stairs was cramped, and when Ling An pulled, Chu Muya was pressed against the guardrail of the stairs by him, and the distance between the two was very close.

Yan Ling'an leaned forward again, his eyes focused and serious.

Chu Muya asked without changing his expression, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ling'an said in a serious tone: "You seem a little unhappy, did Shen Yuan say something to you?"

Chu Muya was stunned for a moment: "Is it obvious?"

He did get a little irritated by the reminiscence of bad things from the past.

Yan Ling'an stretched out his hand to touch his face, and smiled: "It's not obvious, if it's different today, someone else will definitely not notice."

Chu Muya hesitated: "Then you..."

Yan Ling'an's smile deepened: "Am I someone else? I'm your boyfriend."

Chu Muya lowered his head and laughed, with inexplicable emotions surging in his heart, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yan Ling'an pursed her lower lip nervously: "Mu Mu, are you willing to tell me?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I just remembered something from the past." Chu Muya lowered his eyes, looked up and saw that Yan Ling'an seemed a little disappointed, thought for a while and said, "I'll tell you later."

He was also afraid that such things as time travel would scare Yan Ling'an.

Yan Ling'an laughed again: "Okay."

Then his eyes flashed.

They were too close, he grabbed Chu Muya's arm with one hand, and rested his other hand on Chu Muya's face.

The lights downstairs were turned on because of the conversation the two had just made.

Yan Ling'an's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice sounded a little hoarse: "Mu Mu."

"Ok?"

Before Chu Muya could react, Yan Ling'an had already boldly kissed him. He was so nervous that he quietly exerted force on his hands, fearing that Chu Muya would push him away. Chu Muya's eyelashes trembled and he closed his eyes.

The lips touched lightly, and Yan Ling'an hadn't had time to make the next move.

The door of the roof was opened with a "squeak".

Shen Yuan sniffed, dumbfounded, her voice was dry: "No, I'm sorry, I didn't know you guys hadn't left yet."

Chu Muya's face was a little hot, he pulled his arm out of Yan Lingan's hand, then turned and went downstairs: "Let's go."

Yan Ling'an pursed her lips, glanced at Shen Yuan unrequitedly, hesitated to speak, and left with Chu Muya.

Chu Muya was a little ashamed, and didn't say a word on the way back to the dormitory.

Yan Ling'an entered the door behind him, licked her lower lip and closed the door.

"Mu Mu..."

Chu Muya was a little embarrassed: "What's wrong?"

"But, can we continue?" Yan Ling'an asked boldly. The instant touch just now made his whole body burn uncomfortably, and there was almost nothing left in his mind.

Chu Muya didn't realize what he was talking about for a while: "What?"

Yan Ling'an took two steps forward, and put Chu Muya on the desk, his pretty eyes gleamed with anticipation: "Yes, can I kiss you?"

After finishing speaking, before Chu Muya could reply, he gently clasped his chin with his hand, closed his eyes and kissed him, but Yan Lingan opened his eyes due to a strange touch.

Chu Muya turned his head away, and he only kissed her face.

Chu Muya's tone was cold: "No."

"Ah?" Yan Ling'an was at a loss all of a sudden, standing there in a daze, a little at a loss.

Chu Muya remembered that night in the capital, and Yan Lingan asked the same question, his face became even hotter: "We'll talk about it when you remember that day."

"Ah?" Yan Ling'an was even more confused. He scratched his head irritably, and when he looked away, he found Chu Muya's red earlobe hidden in his hair, which was so red that it was about to bleed, forming a pattern with Chu Muya's expressionless face. In contrast, his mood jumped up again, "Mumu, are you... shy?"

Chu Muya asked, "Any comments?"

Yan Lingan shook his head: "No." He paused, drooping his head, "Then why didn't you push me away when you were on the rooftop just now?"

Chu Muya hesitated: "It's not you...surprise attack."

He rolled his eyes, and his voice was like a mosquito.

When Yan Ling'an heard it, he couldn't believe his ears. He smiled: "Mu Mu, what did you say?"

Chu Muya became angry from embarrassment: "Go away."

Seeing this, Yan Lingan took two steps back with a tactful smile, and Chu Muya took the opportunity to go to the closet to get a change of clothes to take a bath and rest.

Yan Lingan's heart was beating violently, and he hugged Chu Muya into his arms from behind.

"Mu Mu, did you blame me for being so cute in the sneak attack just now?" He leaned up from behind and kissed Chu Muya's earlobe, and then asked eagerly, "Did I sneak up on you just now, so I could kiss you?"

Chu Muya didn't move after taking the clothes, he was teased like a cooked shrimp, red from head to toe: "You have to show some face."

Yan Lingan rested his head on Chu Muya's thin back, and smirked: "If you don't even kiss me, what's the use of showing off?"

Chu Muya also smiled: "Go away."

Yan Lingan turned him around, pressed him face to face on the closet, embraced him, and whispered in his ear and promised: "Mu Mu, I will try my best."

When the other party spoke, all the hot breath fell in his ears, and Chu Muya's ears became even redder, thinking that Yan Ling'an must have done it on purpose.

He dropped his hands naturally, reached out and knocked on the door of the closet and asked, "Do you have any special hobbies?"

"Huh?" Yan Lingan was taken aback for a moment.

There was helplessness in Chu Muya's tone: "The wall, the guardrail of the stairs, the desk, and now the wardrobe."

Yan Ling'an came to his senses, smiled embarrassedly, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "This way you won't be able to run away."

But then he was puzzled again, the wall was... when?

Chu Muya met Yan Ling'an's eyes, bent his mouth, and pulled him forward a little by the waist of the bracelet, leaned forward and kissed him, and said, "You are my boyfriend, why should I run away?" of?"

Yan Ling'an was full of astonishment, and when he realized it, he was both surprised and happy, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times: "Mu Mu, I don't take you like this, you are doing fishing law enforcement."

A smile appeared in Chu Muya's eyes, he pretended to speak coldly, and pulled Yan Ling'an's clothes: "Go away, I'm going to wash up."

"Oh, oh." Yan Ling'an stood aside a little, watching him walk into the bathroom with his clothes.

He obviously didn't kiss anyone, but he was about to explode with joy.

Two days later, the live broadcast of the school's enrollment was scheduled to be in mid-May. After Yan Ling'an asked a group of people, they were unwilling to participate in the real battle, so he had to do it himself in the end.

Before the live broadcast, he specially sorted out a lot of information, including the school admissions scores over the years, the admission rate of the college entrance examination, and various miscellaneous materials, as well as the materials provided by the school, which are full of five or six pages.

Chu Muya came out of the shower and flipped through it roughly, and there were densely written words on it: "So many."

"Well, there is no way. If you want to live broadcast, you must memorize more things. What if I don't know what to do if there is something asked by parents? How embarrassing." Yan Lingan sighed.

Chu Muya smiled: "Thanks for your hard work."

Yan Lingan said seriously: "It's really hard work, is there any reward?"

Chu Muya thought for a while, Yan Lingan's expression gradually became expectant, and he said, "No."

Yan Lingan chirped: "... Mu Mu, you are cruel and ruthless."

"Go away." Chu Muya raised his hand and knocked him on the head, "You carry it on your back, I'm asleep."

It took Yan Ling'an about two days to memorize all these materials in his mind. There was a century-old school in the past, and a five-year development plan in the future, including the school's awards and events over the years. There are many difficulties to memorize "Thousands of Questions".

In order to reduce the number of onlookers, the live broadcast specially chose a class time on Friday afternoon.

Two days before the live broadcast, the publicity group of the student union also posted a notice on Weibo, and for the sake of your popularity that day, I also specially invited you to Yan Lingan's Weibo account during "Thousands of Questions".

Although after the show was recorded, he never thought of going on it again.

Those sunspots were slapped in the face, they were all saying that the two high school students would definitely hype up to become Internet celebrities after the show ended, and then the two disappeared immediately after the show, and occasionally interviews came to the gate of No. [-] Middle School, but they were all rejected Rejected hesitantly.

Yan Ling'an stood at the door together with the person in charge of filming materials from the publicity group. The person in charge of filming was a young boy in the first year of high school, thin and small, with big bottle-bottomed eyes.

Yan Lingan looked at the DSLR hanging around his neck and asked: "Is it difficult to learn DSLR? I heard that you have been learning it for a long time? I haven't had much contact with this thing before."

Zhang Ping pushed his glasses, trying to take the DSLR off his neck: "It's actually quite simple, senior, do you want to learn it? I can teach you."

"Okay." Yan Ling'an agreed, "But it probably won't work right now, and I have to shoot later."

Zhang Ping put the DSLR back on in an embarrassing manner: "Oh yes."

Yan Ling'an glanced at the time on the phone: "Is it time to start the broadcast?"

It was already the advertised time, three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Ping took out the mobile phone sponsored by the school and opened the live broadcast room.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yan Ling'an from Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School. Today's live broadcast is a conspiracy by the school's admissions office. I'll let you know about Ningcheng No. [-] Middle School. Students or parents who need to apply for the exam can watch it. "

The barrage immediately became lively.

"University Mori who doesn't need to apply for the exam is here!!"

"Look at the little milk dog!!"

"Although the live broadcast is so confusing, brother Yan is so handsome."

"My sister will take her senior high school entrance examination next month, so she came to handsome Kangkang under the pretense of going to school."

"I want to see Chu! Mu! Ya!"

Yan Lingan took the selfie stick from Zhang Ping, and turned on the front camera during the live broadcast, so for a moment, only the school badge at the school gate was left in front of the camera.

"This is the gate of our No. 100 Middle School. Isn't it quite grand? No. [-] Middle School has been established for [-] years, and last semester, we held a centennial celebration." Yan Ling'an walked into the school holding a selfie stick, "Yes It's the school celebration when Mu...Chu Muya talked about piano."

"Our school's greening has always been very good. The tree you read twice, and then the bulletin board in front of it, is usually posted here when the exam results are listed. It is not popular for the seniors and sisters in the first, second, and third years of high school. "Yan Lingan introduced the school to them, showed them the surrounding environment, and occasionally answered the barrage, "This is the ranking of the midterm exam a few days ago, Mu... Chu Muya has always been very good , It seems that it only has 5 points, but this is already close to the ceiling, academic proficiency test, 4A? Does it need to be said? I thought you knew it. "

"Can someone tell me what an academic placement test is?"

"So why is Ningcheng 435 the first in grade? Can you explain to Taylor if you have an explanation? I'm confused in other provinces."

As soon as Yan Lingan wanted to explain, he glanced at the two people in front of the sophomore teaching building from the corner of his eye, pursed his lips and smiled, cleared his throat, and walked up solemnly: "Why are you two students standing here when you are not in class? Ten, let me tell you?"