The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

This secret passage is located in the southeast corner of the No. [-] Middle School campus. It is the outermost one of a row of small bungalows. The door faces the inside of the campus. There is a small yard behind the house, and the door of the yard faces the street.

Xia Yi'an pushed open the half-hidden door, and the old wooden door made a "creaking" sound.

A short old woman came out of the house, smiling and wiping her hands with her apron, "Going back? Hurry up and wash your hands and eat!"

Xia Yi'an and Feng Hui entered the room familiarly, and sat down at the dining table.

"Mother Yang, I made braised pork today. It's so delicious!" Feng Hui picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth with a snort.

Jian Shuai stood in front of the old woman in a well-behaved manner, and shouted, "Grandma!"

"Hey, who's child is this? He looks really good-looking, like a little sika deer." The old woman touched Jian Shuai's head on tiptoe, "Xiao'an, Huizi, is this your classmate?"

"Grandma, my name is Jian Shuai. I just transferred to the same class as them." Jian Shuai said.

"Oh, good, good, Handsome Jane, handsome boy! Hurry up and eat. They come here often, so you're welcome." The old woman enthusiastically tugged at his arm and led him to the table, limping lame.

"Thank you grandma!" Jian Shuai sat down politely.

"Handsome, you call her grandma?" Feng Hui smirked at him while picking up vegetables.

"Well, otherwise, what are you shouting?" Jian Shuai also picked up a piece of oily braised pork, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, "I'm not wrong, it looks more than 60."

"That's right, Brother An and I both called Mama Yang," Feng Hui said, "According to this theory, we suffer a bit, and you have to call us uncle!"

"Tsk, I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my uncle, are you shameless?" Jian Shuai frowned and licked his mouth, "Don't be confused with me."

Seeing that Jian Shuai suddenly became serious, Feng Hui didn't know what to say for a while.

"Jian Shuai, you can call her Mama Yang together with us," Xia Yi'an raised his head and said, "We've called her that since we were young."

"Mother Yang, are you still cooking? Hurry up and eat, the disc is almost here." Feng Hui shouted to the kitchen.

"Eat, I'll wait." Yang's mother washed and washed in the kitchen.

Xia Yi'an put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and went into the kitchen, "Mother Yang, do you still have tomatoes?"

"Yes, there are a lot of knots this year, go to the yard to pick fresh ones." Yang's mother took a small bamboo basket and handed it to Xia Yi'an.

"I went to see Father Yang in the orphanage yesterday, and he seems to be in good spirits." Xia Yi'an pushed the door and entered the small courtyard with Mother Yang on his arm.

"Xiao An, if you are so nervous about studying, don't run there anymore. There are doctors and nurses there, and they usually send me videos. I'm pretty relieved." Yang's mother patted the back of Xia Yi'an's hand, "Let that handsome guy of yours Let's eat together in the future, it's a matter of extra chopsticks."

"Well, let me tell him."

"Xiao'an, for so many years, I see that Huizi is the only one beside you. This is the first face that looks like a deer." Yang's mother squinted her eyes and thought for a while, "Did I just say that? I’ve said it before, well, when you’re old, you’re going to talk a lot.”

The small courtyard is square, with a small nursery built with bricks and cement on one side, where various vegetables are grown.The ones that grow the best are the small tomatoes, which are bright red.

After a while, the two picked a small basket full, and Xia Yi'an washed it and put it on the dining table.

Jian Shuai touched one and threw it into his mouth, "Why is it so sweet and cold!" He chewed several more.

"I just picked them, and there are many more in the yard." Xia Yi'an also threw one into his mouth, it was really sweet, "The old bungalows are all pumped for groundwater, so it's refreshing."

"Handsome, are you full? Go shave your hair when you're full." Feng Hui wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Go, shave your head! Brothers!" Jian Shuai jumped in front of Yang's mother and said, "Thank you."

"Jian Shuai, next time you are late, you can enter the school through the gate of the courtyard. Mama Yang gets up early in the morning, and at that time she usually waters the flowers and grows vegetables in the courtyard." When crossing the courtyard, Xia Yian and Jian Shuai explain.

"Is there any smoke?" Feng Hui turned to Xia Yi'an as soon as he left the courtyard door.

"No." Xia Yi'an lowered his head and flicked on the phone, transferring 2000 yuan to Mama Yang.

Jian Shuai turned around and went into a small shop by the side of the road, and when he came out, he threw a pack of cigarettes to Feng Hui.

The three lit one each, and stood under the shade of an old sycamore tree.

Jian Shuai turned his head to look at Xia Yi'an.This tall and handsome young man had a cold expression on his face, and his slightly squinted eyes were not focused. Although he was very close, he always seemed to be far away from people.

Looking for a barber shop, Jian Shuai simply shaved a small inch, making his face more prominent, with three large characters "not to be messed with" written on his forehead.

"Handsome?" Jian Shuai stroked his hair in front of the mirror, "Come on, take a photo to commemorate!"

Then I fumbled in all the pockets of my body, but I couldn't find my phone.Jian Shuai thought hard, maybe he fell in the small shop where he bought the cigarettes just now.

Before Jian Shuai finished appreciating his handsome new hairstyle, he started to get irritable again.Losing the mobile phone is very troublesome. There are a lot of contacts, information, verification codes, etc., and the mood drops to the bottom in an instant.

Xia Yi'an glanced at Jian Shuai, took out his phone, swiped it, and before he could speak, a female voice came from the other end: "Xia Yi'an? Whose phone is this? I picked it up."

"you are?"

"My Kuanglu, I picked up this phone in a small shop. How can I give it to the owner?" Kuanglu is a classmate, a life committee member, and a very enthusiastic girl.

"This handsome phone, where are you? We'll come find you right away." Xia Yi'an said.

"It's just a small shop, outside the school, let me take a look." Kuang Lu looked up at the sign of the shop, "Lihong Non-staple Food."

"Okay, three minutes." Xia Yi'an hung up the phone and said to Jian Shuai, "Your phone was picked up by Kuang Lu, and it's in the shop just now. Let's go, she's waiting for us."

"Hey, why am I so lucky?" Jian Shuai stretched out his arms, put his right hand around Xia Yi'an's shoulder, and his left hand around Feng Hui's shoulder, "It's a false alarm."

"Handsome, aren't you afraid of being beaten like this?" Feng Hui moved his mouth toward Xia An, "Brother An, it's freezing cold, you can only watch, not touch."

"Can't you touch it?" Jian Shuai simply tilted his head and smacked Xia Yi'an's face.

Xia Yi'an froze for a moment, and his ears turned red.

Feng Hui poked his head over and blinked at Xia Yi'an, then smiled.

Kuang Lu was waiting for them on the side of the street with two bottles of drinks in her arms, and when she saw them, she handed over her mobile phone.

Jian Shuai thanked him repeatedly, and ran into the shop to buy someone a box of chocolates.

"Why did you come here?" Feng Hui asked, "Aren't you girls afraid of the heat, so you stay in the classroom at noon?"

"Well, Zhou Qiang asked me to come and pick him up. He's at the Internet cafe." Kuang Lu blushed, a little embarrassed, but also with some unconcealable love.

"You were caught by Director Zhu!" Feng Hui said, "Then let's go first, you wait slowly."

"Zhou Qiang!" Kuang Lu waved behind the three of them, smiling like a flower.

Zhou Qiang walked over with a blank face, put his arm casually on Kuang Lu's shoulder, took an opened bottle of drink, and took a sip.

"This is our classmate." Kuang Lu introduced to Zhou Qiang, "Xia Yi'an, Feng Hui, Jian Shuai."

Zhou Qiang was still expressionless, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he nodded at the three people.

Except for Feng Hui who suppressed a polite smile, the other two didn't even nod their heads, and just said "Let's go first" to Kuang Lu.

"Xia Yi'an, you're so rude!" Jian Shuai said with a smile, "That man is too hypocritical, he asked a girl to pick him up on a hot day, and even made a girl twist him bottle cap."

"Don't you also have a look on your face?" Xia Yi'an gave him a sideways look.

"Have I ever dragged you?" Jian Shuai put his arms around Xia Yi'an's shoulder again, "I dare not, I'm afraid of being beaten."

"Why did Kuang Lu hang out with this person?" Feng Hui babbled as he walked.

"You know him? Who is he?" Jian Shuai asked.

"There are a lot of gossip about being on the track and field team in the third year of high school."

"Maybe she's really in love? The prodigal son won't change his money when he returns." Jian Shuai said thoughtfully,

"Hey, I'm also a prodigal son, why doesn't anyone like me?"

"What's wrong with you? Handsome, tell us." Feng Hui pulled Jian Shuai's hand on Xia Yi'an's shoulder, "Aren't you hot when you hang him?"

"Where did I hang on him? I just hung one arm. I ran away from home for a month, is it too rough, and it doesn't matter if it's too much." Jian Shuai thought about this issue seriously.

"Why did you run away from home?" Xia Yi'an turned his head and asked, his eyes just met Jian Shuai's tall nose bridge and stubborn mandible.

"I can't stay at home anymore, what else can I do." Jian Shuai said it very easily, or maybe he didn't want to say it.

On a summer night, in the playground of No. [-] Middle School, there were bursts of crisp crickets chirping from the grass, and a light yellow first-quarter moon hung on the dark sky.

The three teenagers sat side by side in front of the small mountain bag-like tent. The environment and mood were all in place. The only thing that was not in place was that they did not prepare skewers and drinks.

"Listen to my singing!" Jian Shuai picked up the guitar beside him.

"Singing that the sun shines in the sky?" Xia Yi'an raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jian Shuai glared at him, and casually played a melodious string on the guitar, and the young man's clean voice began to linger in his ears.

dream ahead,

with you behind

hand at hand

Hold on to the warmth

......

shooting star ahead

有 你 在 身 旁

shoulder to shoulder

fly with courage

......

The world remains the same

i hug you

you say fearless

I said I would accompany

The singing stopped, and the three of them seemed to have fallen asleep, and did not speak for a long time.

"I've never heard of this song." Xia Yi'an tried hard to search for this song in his mind, but the search failed.

"Hey, Meteor, look quickly, Xia Yi'an!" Jian Shuai didn't have time to answer Xia Yi'an's question, so he quickly shook Xia Yi'an's shoulder and pointed his hand high at the sky.

Xia Yi'an looked up, a dazzling white light streaked across the night sky, and the shooting star dragged a beautiful arc behind it, flying to a further place.

"Xia Yi'an, hurry up and make a wish!" Jian Shuai clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and made a wish with his eyes closed.

Xia Yi'an also closed his eyes, but he didn't think of a specific wish, then "World peace!"

"Where is the shooting star? Are you two seeing it wrong?" Feng Hui felt that the two were unreasonable. Isn't that still the moon? Where did the shooting star come from?

Until many years later, the two were very convinced that they saw a shooting star that night, Feng Hui scoffed at this, thinking that the two had ghosts in their hearts.

"I sing well, come and praise me, brothers!" As soon as he finished making his wish, Jian Shuai began to groan.He knows that he sings well, after all, he is a person who has sold singing on the street and made money from it.

"It sounds good, can I order a song?" Feng Hui became interested and shouted.

"Wait a minute!" Jian Shuai pulled out a plastic card from his backpack and handed it to Feng Hui.

"What is this? CAO, the payment code?" Feng Hui stretched out his hand and slapped Jian Shuai, "You can pay it back if you can."

"Master, I rely on this skill to earn living expenses, otherwise how can I live away from home? I also equipped with a professional speaker, and I will show you one on the street next time." Jian Shuai hung the guitar strap on his shoulder and stood up .

Xia Yi'an looked up at Jian Shuai.

The long-legged boy raised his head to the moonlight, his eyes were slightly closed, his bony fingers plucked the strings, and he sang a love song with affection, tenderness blooming wantonly through the singing.Very charming.

In August, there was a late-night unplugged concert in the playground of No. [-] Middle School.

The big singer Jian Shuai gained two WeChat friends, plus 5 yuan per person, a total of 10 yuan for appearance.

The author has something to say: the song was created by Jian Shuai.

The original is in hand, I have the playground!