The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

Two days before the official performance, the school organized several teachers to set up a review team to review the show.

Although the judging group seemed very casual, the judging process was quite formal, like rehearsals for various David TV shows, and I wish I could sign a non-disclosure agreement.

The program review is arranged in the conference room on the third floor of the laboratory building.The laboratory building is on the northernmost side of the campus. There is only one conference room on the third floor. Usually, there are few people and it is quiet.

This day, the third floor of the laboratory building was very lively. More than 100 actors were waiting to be called in the corridor, performing one program after another, and the audience was only the five judges.

Various flutes, guitars and other musical instruments in the corridor rang once or twice, not too loud for fear of disturbing the students who were performing in the conference room.

Some classes were serious, wearing costumes, and a few girls put makeup on the actors in their class with pressed powder and lipstick.This is a force to be reckoned with.

Some classes are casual and just wear the usual school uniform.This is intended to be a formality.

Jian Shuai and the others are in the middle class, 6 classmates, four girls and two boys, wearing simple white shirts and jeans.

Class 8 signed up for two programs this time, one a cappella chorus and one guitar playing and singing.

The small chorus was compiled by Jian Shuai. The song selection "Beside the Butterfly Spring" has been slightly changed and lowered to make it easier to sing.

Since there is no accompaniment, there is no soundtrack at all, and all the accompaniment is done by the actors themselves.

Drumming is performed by hitting desks, clapping hands and snapping fingers.

Rhythm and instrumental sounds rely on VP.

Jian Shuai divided them into male and female high and low voices, Lin Xiaoxiao female high voice, Feng Hui male low voice, and Jian Shuai was the VP himself.

VP is not difficult, but it takes a lot of practice.

Jian Shuai has played by himself before, and he is familiar with the basic rhythm and the basic three notes, so it is not a big problem for a school art performance.

This time Lin Xiaoxiao was very confident.Because when they were rehearsing, they felt that after all the voices were put together, the whole song was ethereal and graceful, which was very pleasant to listen to.

What Jian Shuai is worried about is whether his guitar playing and singing can pass the trial.There are two singing programs in one class, and it is easy to get rid of one.

Even though he specifically greeted Liu Chuan, he couldn't take it lightly.

The day before, Jian Shuai went to Liu Chuan's office to inquire about the status of the school's program review.

Liu Chuan just happened to be selected into the judging group this time. The school meant that this time the program would be in a novel, youthful, and original direction, and explore other specialties of the students of No. [-] Middle School besides learning.

"Brother-in-law, our program is quite in line with the meaning of the school. It is novel, youthful, and original." Jian Shuai sat on the desk opposite Liu Chuan, with one leg bent and the other hanging down, stepping on the ground, from Liu Chuan's pen holder Li pinched a pen and came out to play.

"I don't know if your program is suitable or not," Liu Chuan was correcting the test paper without looking up, "Anyway, all I know is that you used the teacher in charge to find a rehearsal room for you. The program has been scheduled until now, and you don't even show it to the teacher. One glance."

"Isn't that going to surprise you?" Jian Shuai smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow? Don't worry, our show will never embarrass you."

"It doesn't matter if you're scared," Liu Chuan stopped writing, and looked up at Jian Shuai, "What are you looking for? Why do you care more about this show than Lin Xiaoxiao?"

"Are you not satisfied with my efforts for the class?" Jian Shuai jumped off the table, pulled a swivel chair from the side and sat next to Liu Chuan, "Brother-in-law, are you a judge, can you arrange for our class to be on both shows?"

"Two programs?" Liu Chuan's eyes widened. "Our class has two programs? Which two? I always thought there was only one."

"And a guitar to play and sing, mine."

"You also got a guitar to play and sing? What kind of song are you singing?" Liu Chuan pointed his finger at the table, "It's unlikely that both of them will be on the list, they are all about singing."

"But both of our shows can be considered original. We composed the music for the small chorus, and I wrote the lyrics and music for the guitar." Shuai Jian frowned.

"The number of places is limited, unless the program is particularly good, the judges and teachers really like it. 5 judges, 3 agree and you can pass."

"Hey, brother-in-law, which teachers are the judges? Is there anyone else I know? Besides you?" Jian Shuai became interested, his eyes sparkled, and he moved to Liu Chuan's side again.

"You know Mr. Yang, the Chinese teacher of our class."

"Really? Two of the five judges are in our class? Is the experimental class so preferential?" Jian Shuai had an idea in his mind, "I'll talk to Teacher Yang."

"Teacher Yang is an assistant to the principal, representing the leaders," Liu Chuan said, "Hey, Jian Shuai, tell me, if you can only save one program, which one do you want to save?"

"Why should I bother to keep only one show, our class will definitely be able to take one." Jian Shuai slammed the armrest of the swivel chair, "I want to take both."

"You can't talk here... As I told you, the possibility of both shows being on is very small." Liu Chuan looked at Jian Shuai, who was staring at him sincerely.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll say hello to my buddy, he's also a judge this time. Don't let me lose the chain, then I won't be able to save you." Liu Chuan picked up the phone on the corner of the table and began to swipe the address book , "I'll give him a call."

"Brother-in-law Xie, I'll go find Teacher Yang." Jian Shuai jumped up from his chair and walked out of the office.

"Hey, Shuai Jian," Liu Chuan flipped halfway through his cell phone address book, and reached out to grab his arm, "What is that original song of yours? Hum a few words for Judge Liu to listen to."

"What's the hurry? Listen to it tomorrow." Jian Shuai smiled and opened Liu Chuan's hand, "I'll only sing a short section tomorrow. If you don't pass it, you won't be able to listen to the full song forever."

"Hey, you kid, you want to run away after you get the benefits, do you know what your name is?"

"...Crossing the river and destroying bridges? Ingratitude?" Jian Shuai turned his head at the door of the office, "Brother-in-law, it's very important that I give this song away. I must sing on stage, so you have to help me."

Liu Chuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then took a deep look at him, "Don't make any fools of me."

"What kind of moth am I?" Jian Shuai simply leaned against the door frame, grinning, "No, your own parents would say that if you are in a relationship, you are not allowed to break up."

Liu Chuan: ...

Jian Shuai trotted for a few steps, peeped in at the door of the language office, and it happened that Teacher Yang was alone in the office.

"Teacher Yang." Jian Shuai knocked on the door and greeted him politely.

"Jian Shuai!" Teacher Yang raised his head from a pile of papers, "You did well in the Chinese weekly test this time, 132, the highest score in the class again."

"Thank you Teacher Yang," Jian Shuai heard his score, and for a second or two forgot why he came to see Teacher Yang, "What about Xia Yi'an?"

"He has two points less than you, 130, second in the class." Teacher Yang said, "What are you looking for from the teacher? Are you here to ask about the results of the weekly exam?"

"No, Teacher Yang, I need your help with something." Jian Shuai stood upright beside Teacher Yang's desk.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Teacher Yang turned around and sat facing Jian Shuai.

"Mr. Yang, do you have to review the show with us tomorrow?"

"Yeah, why, come to find me through the back door?"

Jian Shuai smiled and said "hmm".

"I heard that you made an acapella version of "By the Butterfly Spring?" Teacher Yang asked.

"Ah? Teacher, do you know a cappella?" Jian Shuai was a little surprised. He kept talking about a cappella, and the program list reported was also a cappella. Teacher Yang said a more professional term.

And they did a good job of keeping secrets, how did Teacher Yang know the title of their song.

"Who did you hear that from?" Jian Shuai asked.

"I asked Kuanglu, and she revealed a little bit, saying that a cappella or something, I heard it was a cappella." Teacher Yang stood up, leaning against the table with her arms folded, "You said it was all made up, The song has also been adapted a little bit, which is amazing!"

"Well, it's okay, our schedule is pretty good, you'll know when you watch it tomorrow." Jian Shuai was unambiguous at all when it was time to brag, and felt that his class's program was really good.

"Okay, I believe you, I definitely gave it to you," Mr. Yang nodded and agreed, "Is that why you came here? Even if you didn't come to look for me, I gave it to you. I really like this kind of performance."

"Thank you teacher," Jian Shuai bent slightly, "We have another show, and I really want to be on stage. It's an original song."

"Original song? You wrote it?"

"Yes, after writing for half a year, I really want to sing on stage once." Jian Shuai replied honestly.

"Yes, you can be versatile... yes, the teacher promises you, I have no problem here," Teacher Yang said, "But I can't do it alone. Five teachers have to pass three, and Liu Chuan and I combined only two. indivual."

Jian Shuai would not tell about Liu Chuan looking for his buddies, so he could only say, "It's okay, Teacher Yang. If two teachers pass, we should be able to pass with a little luck."

"You are not safe. What if you are unlucky? You have been writing for half a year. It would be a pity not to sing on stage once."

Teacher Yang took out the phone and tapped it a few times, "I'll tell Teacher Lin that she is my best friend, and she is also in the review team this time."

"Then... Thank you so much, Teacher Yang." Jian Shuai bowed solemnly.

"Don't be polite to me, next time you will get a few more points in the Chinese test, and it will be enough for me to raise the average score in the class by 0.1."

"Teacher Yang, I promise, I can give you at least another 0.2 points." Jian Shuai was confident, thinking, even if I can't do it alone, and brother An, it's no problem for the two of them to raise 0.2 points equally.

"Hey, Jian Shuai, what are you writing this song about this time? Family, friendship, love?" Teacher Yang took out a paper cup, went to the corner to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Jian Shuai, "Which one did you write? When the time comes, the lyrics will be given to you." I will publish it in the school magazine for you."

Jian Shuai took the water glass and held the bottom of the glass, his eyelids drooped, staring at the water in the glass, without answering for a moment.

That song, how should I put it, seems to have family, friendship and love, but it doesn't seem to be obvious.

"Written for that star?" Teacher Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jian Shuai raised his eyelids and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yes, Teacher Yang, you guessed it."

"Wen Xin sees people's hearts. Your composition can't be written without any real feelings." Teacher Yang picked up the thermos cup on the corner of the table, opened the lid, and took a sip of water. ? Afraid the teacher will find out?"

"No, Teacher Yang," Jian Shuai pursed his lips, "I haven't changed it, I was originally a boy..."

The author has something to say: Teacher Yang is a young woman who likes all beautiful things.

This story ends tomorrow, hehe~

Thank you for reading the text, little ones, I love you!

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A few days before the art festival officially started, the student union began to organize and decorate the entire campus.

Colorful banners, various easy-to-roll rolls, large-scale promotional posters, colorful inkjet on the walls, and white booths covered by blue parasols.

The clubs of the school distribute enrollment brochures during school and school hours. There are hand-painted and printed versions.

Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai came in after breakfast outside the school, distributing brochures along the way.

When the two walked into the teaching building, Jian Shuai would not refuse anyone who came, and he already had a large stack of brochures in his hand.

Xia Yi'an just waved his hand and refused, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Sitting on the seat, Jian Shuai neatly arranged the brochures on the table, one after another, and actually read them carefully.

With a "snap", Xia Yi'an dropped the practice questions on Jian Shuai's desktop, and two brochures flew to the ground.

"Hey!" Jian Shuai leaned over to pick up the two pieces of paper, "I finally put them neatly..."

"Is it that good-looking? The eyes are growing up." Xia Yi'an squinted at Jian Shuai, and then glanced at the brochures on his desktop. Several of the covers were headshots of handsome men and beautiful women.

It’s fine if it’s a star’s headshot. The main thing is that the school club brochure uses the photos of the members of the club, in short, the photos of the classmates around.

What's so good about this, it's so exciting to watch!

"It looks good, of course it looks good." Jian Shuai picked up the two sheets on the ground, rearranged them, picked up the paper that Xia Yi'an threw over, and put it on the corner of the table.

Xia Yi'an stroked his hair back, ignored him, and read his book with lowered eyelids.

"Hey, Brother An, look at this." Jian Shuai ignored Xia Yi'an's temper, grabbed a brochure and moved towards him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "This is super handsome."

"Well, super handsome, you go get an autograph." Xia Yi'an didn't even raise his eyelids, and simply put his right hand on his forehead to block the brochure Jian Shuai handed over.

"Then you sign one," Jian Shuai smiled, "hurry up, sign one."

Xia Yi'an put his hand down and saw the brochure in front of him.

In the brochure of the school basketball, several cover photos were used, including Xia Yi'an blocking a shot, Jian Shuai shooting, and the last group photo of the two.

Three-fourths of the brochures are photos of the two of them, both of whom have good looks and figures.

Xia Yian pursed his lips and laughed.

"Sign it well," Jian Shuai stuffed the brochure into his hand, pulled the rest of the brochure on the table, grabbed it in his hand and got up, "I'm going to take out the trash."

When I returned to my seat, the school blue promotional album was placed on the desk, with a line of strong pen writing on the cover.

The strokes are much thicker than usual, and it looks solemn as if it has been drawn many times.

May Jian Shuai have me every day!Signed by: Xia Yi'an

Jian Shuai read these 7 characters several times, and after the handwriting was completely dry, he carefully put it into the interlayer of his schoolbag.

These 7 characters are quite arrogant, a little favored and confident, and a little obedient willing to be locked up.

Jian Shuai likes it very much and is very proud of it.

"Is the school basketball still going?" Xia Yi'an turned to him and asked him.

"No, Liu Chuan said that starting from this semester, the experimental class will not be allowed to enter the school, and Huizi will not go." Jian Shuai shrugged, and the corners of his mouth drooped.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the riverside to fight," Xia Yi'an said, "You can also call Huizi together."

"Well, find time." Jian Shuai stretched his hands above his head.

"Students, let me tell you something. Our class has selected two programs for this art show. The student union gave our class 20 performance tickets. Students who want to watch come to my place to sign up for tickets." Lin Xiao Xiao stood on the podium, patted the podium, and shook the blue performance ticket in his hand.

"Hey, I'll sign up, I'll sign up." Jian Shuai took a few strides from the last row to the podium, "I want one."

"Actors don't need tickets. There are no seats for us. We are backstage." Lin Xiaoxiao glared at Jian Shuai.

"I got it for my deskmate." Jian Shuai put his hands on the side of the desk, "This ticket still has a seat number? Is there one closer to the stage?"

"I don't have to choose. The tickets and seat numbers of a class are all next to each other. How about I give you a ticket in the middle aisle? It's more accurate." Lin Xiaoxiao flipped through the tickets and gave him one from the middle, "Jian Shuai , we are all very curious about your song, you kept it so tight."

"Curious, don't you hear it tomorrow?" Jian Shuai took the ticket and turned around, "Thanks."

During the review of this song, Jian Shuai only sang a few lines, and he didn't sing at all during the rehearsal, and only walked a bit on stage.

He was obsessed with one thing.

This song, which has been written for nearly half a year, is a birthday present for Xia Yian. It has to be sung in front of Xia Yian. With Xia Yian, this song is complete; Listen, he heard it, the song makes sense...

The cultural performance on April 4 was held in the small auditorium of the school.The small auditorium is next to the gymnasium. The front of the small auditorium is a large and thick brown wooden door, and there is a small side door next to the stage.Both doors face the playground.

In front of it is a stage with three steps. More than 800 dark blue soft-backed chairs surround the stage in a ladder shape. Two cameras are set up in the aisles on both sides, and a large rocker is set up beside the stage. , quite like that.

All kinds of blue, white and green floodlights on the stage kept flashing, and in the middle was a huge full-color LED screen. Before the performance started, there were a few big red characters on the screen: The opening ceremony of the No. [-] Middle School Spring Art Festival and "Swaying Youth, the courage to pursue dreams" art performance.

In front of the first row of seats was a row of long maroon tables, on which were placed about 10 white table signs with names printed on them, which were prepared for school leaders and teachers, including Liu Chuan and Yang Huili.

The table on the far side was empty without a table sign, and there were two large bouquets of flowers, not many varieties, one bouquet of red roses and one bouquet of sunflowers, which were recycled, and the audience took them by themselves to present flowers to the actors on the stage.

The show starts at 2:1 p.m., and the actors wait backstage at [-]:[-] p.m.

Jian Shuai went to the dormitory to carry the guitar, then opened the closet and started looking for clothes, "Brother An, where is your white shirt?"

"which one?"

"It's the one I wore last weekend, the casual one, the loose one."

"Which one did you wear for the show?" Xia Yi'an was sitting at the table reading a book, closed the book and went to the balcony, raised his hand to take the clothes off the hanger, "Is this one? I washed it and it's already dried."

"I thought you would at least rent a dress to wear, a tie and a tuxedo or something." Xia Yi'an spread the shirt on the bed, looked up and asked Jian Shuai, "Do you want to fold it?"

"Brother An, what are you thinking? Do you think someone like me can wear a tuxedo?" Jian Shuai said, "And then recite poems?"

"Don't fold it, I'll take it," Jian Shuai picked up the clothes and put them on his arms, carrying the guitar bag on one shoulder, and stood in front of Xia Yi'an, "Brother An, come with me, or do you go by yourself later?"

Xia Yi'an raised his head and squinted at him, his eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, his pupils were very bright, and light came out from that small shadow...

It's really a star, very bright.Jian Shuai thought to himself, squeezed his boyfriend's chin, and leaned over to kiss him.

"You go first, I'll read in the dormitory for a while," Xia Yi'an smiled, "The small auditorium is too noisy."

"Then remember the time, don't be late," Jian Shuai was still worried after thinking about it, and took Xia Yi'an's phone over, "Hey, forget it, I'll set an alarm clock for you, the alarm clock rang at 1:50 You go."

Xia Yi'an got up and set off without waiting for the alarm clock to ring. He arrived at the small auditorium 10 minutes early, and received a pink program list at the door.

He found his seat, picked up the program list and read it carefully. There were 25 programs in total, and Jian Shuai's name appeared twice.

Once ranked No. 8, a cappella "Butterfly Spring".

The other time was ranked 12th, playing and singing "Another Me in the World" on guitar.

"Brother An, Brother An!" Wang Yuntian shouted loudly from behind, he and Xia Yi'an were separated by a row, "Is there anyone next to you? If there is no one, I will sit over."

The seat next to me was empty, empty.

Xia Yi'an nodded, "Come over and sit down first, and talk to him when someone comes."

"Okay." Wang Yuntian jumped over.

Xia Yi'an moved back and scanned the program list again, "You come even if your class doesn't have a program?"

"Why do you watch our class?" Wang Yuntian took the program list as a fan, "I came to see your class. Isn't this handsome?"

"Well, there's also Chen Xinyi." Xia Yi'an said.

"Hey," Wang Yuntian rubbed his nose, "Hey, Brother An, I just saw a few bunches of flowers piled up on the table in front of me, and I said I could take them to the actors."

"You can give Chen Xinyi a gift." Xia Yi'an raised his chin and looked forward. There was indeed a table with flowers piled on it. "That's the eighth show."

"I have this plan," Wang Yuntian said, "There are roses and sunflowers, do you think I should send roses or sunflowers?"

Xia Yi'an turned his head and looked at him puzzled, "Is there still a choice?"

"No... that... I'm just..." Wang Yuntian hissed like a toothache, "Don't talk about me, Brother An, do you want to send handsome flowers later?"

"What kind of flowers does the big man send?" Xia Yi'an folded the program list in half and in half, holding the small piece in his hand, "No."

The two chatted for a while, and the performance officially began.

Not to mention, basically every program has people going up to send flowers, and no one cares whether it is roses or sunflowers.

As long as you send flowers, especially if someone of the opposite sex comes to the stage to send them, there will be a lot of cheers from the audience, as if something extraordinary has happened.

Class 8's "Beside the Butterfly Spring" finished singing, the singing voice was clear and lively, the drums beating the table were uniform, and Jian Shuai's rhythm and vocals were just right.

People who like this show will especially like it, and those who don't like it will find it monotonous.

Xia Yi'an likes it very much, likes the simplicity and freshness in the whole song, and even more likes the boyfriend who stands on the side in a low-key manner.

Wang Yuntian ran to the stage to send Chen Xinyi off with a bunch of sunflowers, and the audience whistled as usual.Chen Xinyi held the flowers in both hands, her face flushed, and she lowered her head into the backstage.

After another three programs, Jian Shuai played the guitar and sang.

After the host announced the curtain, the colorful lights on the stage dimmed, leaving only a beam of silver-white streamer, hitting Jian Shuai.

There was a commotion in the auditorium. I don't know who started it. A piece of mobile phone was raised up, and the lights of the mobile phone flashed more and more, like a galaxy.

Jian Shuai stood on the left side of the stage, closest to the audience. His short hair was casually styled, his eyebrows were deep and black, and he was rebellious.

Black T, light-colored jeans, white sneakers, Xia Yi'an's white loose round shirt was casually opened, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing a smooth forearm and a wrist with prominent wrist bones.

Holding a deep pine-colored guitar in his arms, a dark coffee-colored leather strap hung diagonally over his left shoulder. The words engraved on the back of the strap warmed his body, and the inscription "Shuai & An" was just pasted on his chest, listening to the sound of Jian Shuai's heartbeat.

Jian Shuai patted Li Mai in front of him, put his hand on the microphone, found Xia Yi'an, his eyes stopped on his face, and said slowly, "This song is for someone who is very important to me. Man, tomorrow is his birthday, happy birthday!"

Taking a half step back, his fingers nimbly swept out the chords, and the clear and clear voice narrated, covering up the discussions and wanton screams in the audience:

I see the stars and the sea with your eyes

I hold a lot of love in your hands

You are the starting point of my running

You are the end of my pursuit

You are my courage to fly

you are the light in my eyes

you are my best time

you are the child of my dreams

you are another me in the world

i wanna never let go

you say you too

i am another you in the world

Happy birthday dear boy!

Dear us, be happy every day!

There are several rows of auditoriums between the two people, one standing under the light, the other hidden in the crowd, staring at each other for a long time, never letting go of a minute...

"Holy shit, this wave of operations is cool, invincible," Wang Yuntian also raised his arms high, shaking his phone while turning his head to look at Xia Yi'an, "Brother An, is your birthday?"

......

"Brother An?" Seeing that Xia Yi'an didn't answer, Wang Yuntian moved closer and called out again.

"Huh?" Xia Yi'an stared at the person on the stage with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Your birthday?"

"Ah."

The singing is coming to an end, the ending is elongated, affectionate...

Standing by the table with flowers in front was a tall, thin girl who was hesitating whether to choose roses or sunflowers with her head lowered.

Xia Yian stood up, took a few strides to the front row, grabbed the bouquet of roses and rushed onto the stage.

The last note slips from the fingers, the microphone turns off, and the lights go dark.

Both Jian Shuai and Rose were held in Xia Yi'an's arms.

"Happy birthday!"

"Thank you!"

There was a soft whisper in my ear, "I love you."

"I love you too, Brother An!"

The auditorium was boiling, and waves of sound seemed to be playing for them...

I love your strength, but also your fragility; I love your bravery, but also your cowardice.

Love, forever and ever!

The author has something to say: "Another Me in the World" was created by Jian Shuai, please contact him for copyright.

Thank you for reading the text, little ones, I love you!

end!

Flowers, music, embracing in public, two names written together, boyfriend's white shirt, the word "love" confessing to each other...it's perfect.

I guess some little ones will feel that they are not complete enough. I will put a short section of their life after the college entrance examination in the episode, two 18-year-old cubs.Well, that's it!

Then......

The first time I write an article, the author has a lot of things to say, but I don’t know where to start. Let me think about it...

First of all, thank you very much for the little ones who left me messages and bookmarked me. You are so kind to me, and your messages are all kind and loving.In fact, I am quite apprehensive, afraid that I will not be able to give you a good story, and I am afraid that your time will be delayed... Your messages and favorites have encouraged me again and again, allowing me to persist for a full 90 days, thank you!

I originally thought that I was very strong inside and could endure the loneliness of a stand-alone machine, but in fact I overestimated myself.Standing alone, I can pull out 108 reasons to doubt and deny myself every day.Reading the comments of the little ones brings me great joy. I can have fun in the comment area. I am happier than drinking a can of iced Coke in the summer. I almost forgot that I am here to write articles, not water. Comments, hahaha~ So, thank you very much!

Secondly, regarding the signing, I applied for it a few times, but I didn't sign it, and then there was nothing... That's right, I'm so cowardly.But it's okay, if you can't sign the certificate, it's still too late, so let's continue to work hard.After all, the working party is one, and the pressure to sign the contract is not that great.

Some friends also told me that if you can’t sign on campus, you should change to another one.But I haven't finished writing yet, youth and love are the eternal white moonlight in my heart.So I plan to write about campus in the next book, hehe, it’s just so capricious~

Besides, can you sign it with another one?I'm afraid you don't know how much I weigh, my friend...

In the end, Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai are two of my favourites, but I also regret that I didn't give them a more exciting story.But they are so good, they will definitely not care about this, they will stand side by side, and continue this youthful love forever...

There is also a special episode that promises to the little ones, and it will be posted in the next two days.

I plan to write two, one takes a small bath, and the other is an 18-year-old adult.Passion comes from love. Passion is a part of life. I don’t know if JJ will let me get away with it again.

This is my first time writing a story, and there are many deficiencies. After finishing this book, I did perceive some things. I will sort out and summarize carefully, and hope that I can make progress, and hope that my progress can be seen by you!I also hope the next story will be better!

By the way, let me say one more thing, the next book "Dare?"Come into My Arms", the background is a university campus, and it is the story of two other cubs, Yuan Ze and Lin Qianxing.There is a copy next door, and those who are interested can move their fingers to bookmark it. I am trying to save the manuscript.

Try to officially open the update after one month, continue to update daily, and resolutely not cheat. This is the last stubbornness of a stupid author who can't sign the contract. Remember to come and play with me, little ones~

(The story of Uncle Long and Brother Xu has not been properly outlined. I have to think carefully about adult love. I also like these two big cubs, so I still want to treat them carefully. Take it easy.)

The story is over and life continues, you must be as good as An and Shuai, be happy every day!

Thank you again for your company, bow!

☆, extra episode 1

"Brother An, I'll take a shower live." Jian Shuai raised his eyebrows and smiled at the phone screen, "I'll send you a red envelope!"

"I never imagined that one day I would be able to make money by taking showers." Xia Yi'an squinted at him, then reached out to pick up his mobile phone and walked to the bathroom, "Isn't it enough to send out red envelopes? The limit is up, so just transfer the money."

"Okay, turn around, it's all yours." Jian Shuai walked to the corner with a smile and took a carton of milk, inserted the straw in it, and returned to the table to lie on his stomach.

Xia Yi'an entered the bathroom, put the phone horizontally on the triangular metal basket next to the shower, and the camera was facing the bathroom door.

"Hey, brother An, the direction of the camera is wrong, and I don't watch the door." Jian Shuai took a sip of milk, and tapped his finger on the screen of the phone, wishing he could reach into the phone to change the direction back.

"Wait a minute, take off your clothes." Xia Yi'an's hoarse voice came from the phone, "You also want to see when you take off your clothes?"

Speaking so naturally and straightforwardly, Jian Shuai was a little overwhelmed.The straw was bitten with tiny tooth marks, but the milk was forgotten.

"It's up to you to look at it." Xia Yi'an suddenly changed the direction of the phone, facing himself, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Do you want to look at the front or the back?"

Then he raised his arms and pulled the light gray T-shirt off his head, throwing it aside.

The impact of the sudden scene was too great, Jian Shuai's cheeks were hot, his earlobes were red like steaming, his fingers tightened unintentionally, milk sprayed out from the straw, and there was a piece of milky white liquid on the desk.

Xia Yi'an stared at Jian Shuai on the phone screen, put his hands on his hips, lowered his head and chuckled, "Wipe the table, brother."

"Oh." Jian Shuai took a few napkins from the table, spread them on the spilled milk, and sucked them up after a while.

"Continue?" Xia Yi'an tilted his head and asked Jian Shuai.

"Huh?" Jian Shuai was not so clear-headed, with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes, looking at his boyfriend on the phone screen.

The light in the bathroom was bright and cold, as if it blended in with Xia Yi'an's fair body.

The boyfriend stood lazily under the shower, with his upper body naked, a smile on his light lips, dimples on the side of his face looming, his pretty eyes were half-drooped, but his eyes seemed to have penetrated the screen of the mobile phone, and rushed straight to Jane. Handsome.

Jian Shuai moved his body unnaturally, adjusted his sitting posture, and continued to stare at the phone screen.

Xia Yi'an didn't move, he was still standing, waiting for Jian Shuai's answer.

But Jian Shuai didn't say anything, he completely forgot that his boyfriend asked a question, his eyes narrowed, as if trying to cover up the burning little flames in his pupils.

The boyfriend on the screen quietly let him watch.

The sharp chin, the slender neck, the sharp Adam's apple rolled slightly, the straight shoulders, and the obvious clavicle hooked to the shoulders, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Clear chest muscles, abdominal muscles, psoas muscles, mermaid lines... There are also arm muscles, but not so developed, like rolling hills, from the shoulder to the forearm, only when hugging Jian Shuai Only then will it protrude obviously, and hold the person you like firmly.

The loose sweatpants hang on the narrow waist, and they can continue to fall with just a slight tug.

The front is a bulging ball between the straight legs, and the back is smooth and upturned, which are the two most perverse and gentle curves on the tough figure.

Jian Shuai closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Continue?" Xia Yi'an touched Jian Shuai's closed eyes on the screen with his finger, "Wait for you to say, brother."

"Well," Jian Shuai also stretched out his fingers, and pulled down the waistband of the sweatpants on the screen, "Are you wearing pants to take a shower?"

"Can you still sleep at night?" Xia Yi'an was quite straightforward, pulling down his trousers with both hands, the trousers and underwear were directly piled up on his ankles, his feet stepped out of the fabric, and he bent down to pick it up. Pants, toss aside.

The muscles and bones of the body fluctuate or disappear with the movement, making people dizzy.

"Is it any different from what you saw on the bed?" Xia Yi'an asked.

......

"Thirsty?" Xia Yi'an turned on the shower, and the water gushed out, "You just wasted all the milk."

......

"Come over together?"

......

"Why don't you talk? Fell asleep?" Xia Yi'an reached for the shampoo and looked at the screen. The fog in the bathroom gradually filled. He stretched out his fingertips and wiped the lens.

On the phone screen, Jian Shuai was lying on the table, his face and ears were blushing, his eyes became more and more misty, hiding deep desire/desire.

"Handsome Jane?"

......

"Jane handsome!"

"Well, Brother An, I'm here." Jian Shuai's voice was weak, as if he was trying to suppress something, and he didn't have the heart to answer.

"Want to try it?"

"what?"

"Try, use your voice to help you," Xia Yi'an smiled softly, "Or?"

"...Damn it," Jian Shuai was shocked, "Brother An