I'm just hungry for your knowledge

There were people coming and going on the street outside the airport, Han Shen sat bored on the recliner at the bus stop, covered his face with a baseball cap to block the sun, and his long legs hung down from the chair, revealing a young and thin ankle.The whole person has long hands and long legs, with a slim figure, wearing the brand new blue and white school uniform of the attached high school, which attracts the attention of passers-by.

The phone vibrated several times in his pocket and turned it on.

- I'm here, which exit are you at?

- oh, i see, i'm coming.

Han Shen put his baseball cap back on his head and took two steps into the scorching sun. He saw Yan Xin coming from the exit with a big bag on his back. The seven-foot man was flapping his folding fan on his chest slightly, making a gesture with Joe. It is the "elegant literati fan method" that he learned from nowhere.

"..." Han Shen turned around and didn't want to look at him, "Let's go, take a taxi back to the attached middle school."

"Where's the driver?"

"What kind of driver is the one who skipped class called?"

Yan Xin gave a thumbs up: "Hang, the rebellious period is late but it's here."

In the taxi, Yan Xin touched a bottle of mineral water and poured it into his mouth, then opened the mouth of his schoolbag and handed it to him: "This is a gift for you, let's not say anything between us, and hold back if we are not satisfied."

A stack of teaching materials in the schoolbag, written with Lao Jiang's message, let him adapt well to the new school and regain his glory.

Han Shen smiled, and groped down: "Who gave me the pink notebook?"

"Fuck! Who said it was for you?"

Yan Xin snatched back the book as if bitten by a snake, but Han Shen had already opened it, and on the cover was written crookedly with a brush——

Clean dust set.

This name is melancholy and sullen.

Recognizing that the pretentious Putian-style regular script is Yan Xin's authentic, Han Shenjing said, "Don't tell me this is your work."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Yan Xin doesn't care about shame: "Why, don't I leave some masterpieces handed down from generation to generation?"

"What's the fuss?"

Yan Xin hesitated for a while: "I read it for Brother Chen, Yu Nu Wugua."

"..."

Han Shen wanted to unscrew his Tianling cover to see whether it contained cement or brains.

The teacher on duty stood at the school gate, and non-attached high school students were not allowed to enter. Han Shen threw him a school uniform: "Put it on."

Yan Xin sneaked in and looked left and right: "This greenery is not as good as Yuanchong, and the buildings are not that tall, but the stadium is okay."

Han Shen went to the playground equipment room to borrow a basketball and played with Yan Xin for half an afternoon. When he went to the canteen to buy mineral water, he was caught by Lao Qin and carried back to the classroom.

Lao Qin was standing on the podium, and Han Shen couldn't leave for a while, so he took a boring nap for half a class, and when he woke up, he saw Yan Xin's tall and burly shadow dangling at the door of the classroom, casting his gaze at him frequently.

Yan Xin raised one hand and turned his head away through the air.

His gaze was directed at the person behind Han Shen.

Following his gaze, Han Shen saw Chen Chen lying on the desk writing physics competition questions, with his back straight and the snow-white sun falling on half of his shoulders.

Chen Chen doesn't look serious at ordinary times, but when he is studying, he is especially on the top, and the thunderbolt doesn't move at his feet.

Chen Chen didn't raise his head: "What are you looking at me for?"

Han Shen was surprised: "There are eyes on the ears?"

Chen Chen smiled, raised his head and inadvertently met Yan Xin who was outside the door, and saw the burly man trembling suddenly, covering his face and biting his lips, he almost danced to the pure land of bliss on the spot.

Chen Chen frowned: "...there are more and more perverts these years. A few days ago, Moran asked me for your WeChat account, but I didn't give it to you. Be careful."

"Who?"

"Before you were punished to stand, and hid in the corridor to watch your hunk for half an hour."

"..."

"Why is there another one now?"

Realizing that Chen Chen said that the pervert was Yan Xin, Han Shen held back his smile: "...this idiot is looking for you, not me."

"Is something wrong?"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Han Shen walked out: "Would you like to chat with him?"

Chen Chen hesitated.Don’t be afraid of anything else, I’m just afraid that this person will confess his love. That day Moran asked Han Shen’s WeChat, and when he came up, he sent a love letter three times in a row. The scalp of a man with a strong empathy talent like him was numb, but he was also moved. No, it's not disgusting either...

After typing the line draft of "Brother, you are a good man, you deserve a better man, don't hang around for me", Chen Chen got up and raised his hand to Yan Xin: "Hi, friend."

Yan Xin didn't expect the idol to be so approachable, excited and clumsy, staring at him and laughing foolishly.

Han Shen kicked Yan Xin's ass: "Speak up."

Yan Xin suddenly realized, took out a pink notebook from her bag, and handed it over coyly.

It's started, isn't it?Chen Chen said heartily.

"This is something I wrote this year, and I've always wanted to show it to you. I, I really like you—" Yan Xin's eyes were clear.

Chen Chen smiled, didn't answer, and turned to look at the sunset not far away: "Brother, you should like someone better."

"You're already fine!" Yan Xin said urgently.

"No, the vision of high school is not broad enough, you have to go to a bigger world to meet and find."

Yan Xin froze in place silently, his face full of thought.

"..." Han Shen didn't understand which of these two people sang, and he was so annoyed, he grabbed his notebook and smashed it on Chen Chen's clothes: "It's so difficult to read a few essays? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Read the essay?"

"You thought it was a love letter?"

"..."

After listening to Yan Xin's confession, Chen Chen remembered that Ye Ying used to submit his essays to publications every now and then, and all the students in the class would be given sweets for the manuscript fee. He usually didn't pay much attention to it, but he didn't expect that he would have such influence.

At this time, Yan Xin felt ashamed, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't watch it, don't watch it."

Chen Chen smiled: "No, let me take a look."

He flipped through the pink notebook with his eyes downcast, and the old lady Yan Xin was uneasy with her sleeves on, and Ai Ai chattered: "Hey, I actually didn't ask you to read a composition on purpose. It's Han Shen's birthday today. I'm from school. Come and play with him..."

Chen Chen raised his gaze: "His birthday?"

"Yes, I'm 17 years old, I'm going to be a big kid in a blink of an eye. As parents, we feel that this time flies so fast..."

Han Shen held back.

Yan Xin's virtue is like this, he punches hard in front of others, and promises to be obedient to others.

After watching for a while, Yan Xin's heart jumped out of his throat, and he took out his fan and shook it to cover up his nervousness: "Brother Chen, what do you think of my composition?"

Chen Chen: "It's a little pretentious."

Yan Xin felt a stab in the heart: "..."

Han Shen burst out laughing, seeing that Yan Xin faltered in embarrassment with a pale face, and raised his hand to grab his shoulder.

"Okay, let's play."

Skipping class for two quarters to play ball with Yan Xin, sweating from the run, and went out to eat together at the school gate.

Yan Xin ate this meal absent-mindedly, sighing frequently, lamenting that he didn't have that talent for a while, doubting Chen Chen's aesthetics for a while, and throwing away the dishes on the table after a few chopsticks.

Han Shen persuaded him a few words, seeing Yan Xin curled up in the chair like a big bear, humming, it really annoyed him.

"Shut up, it will be annoying if you keep making trouble."

Yan Xin glanced at him, just about to cry, then glanced again, to make sure he was serious, and forced the wail in his throat back.

Han Shen knows that Yan Xin usually writes novels and prose to express his emotions, but because of his excessive self-consciousness, he is often criticized and revised by Lao Jiang, and he falls into the abyss of feeling that he is not good enough.

Han Shen usually writes a task-driven task as required, and his scores are quite satisfactory, but Yan Xin always pesters Lao Jiang to revise his composition, accumulate materials, and recite famous sentences.

"As long as you write happily, why bother with others."

Yan Xin: "You know nothing."

Han Shen couldn't help laughing: "It means that you will be happy if you bring Chen Chen over and beat him up now, don't you?"

Yan Xin's emotions were finally relieved: "Forget it, I think what he said is quite right."

After finishing eating, Yan Xin saw a tall green pine with a loudspeaker in front of the teaching building, and suddenly thought of something: "Hey, isn't this exactly the hundred-year-old green pine in the attached middle school described by Brother Chen? "

Han Shen: "..."

Is it from "Autumn in the Attached Middle School"?

The back is really familiar.

Han Shen looked over, and saw a big aluminum speaker that listened to the radio in the last century.

Yan Xin walked to the bottom of the speaker on his back, Han Shen raised his hand and twisted his collar to pull him back, so as not to be embarrassing, when he suddenly heard a spit on the radio, and the gentle and beautiful voice of the campus radio station announcer.

"—Student Han Shen from Class 1, Senior [-], your friend Chen Chen ordered a song for you called "Fu Ru Donghai". I wish you a happy birthday, and you must do your homework obediently in the future."

Han Shen: "?"

what?

The trumpet began to chant—

Give you a bouquet of roses to love you

Invite the skylark who loves to sing to express my love for me

I'm in a good mood and I'm overjoyed

dance with me to a happy beat

……

Han Shen really didn't relax after listening to this song. If the announcer hadn't reiterated Chen Chen's name for the second time, he would have thought that the broadcasting room was occupied by a group of middle-aged and elderly singers.

After the play was over, the sweet voice said again: "Student Han Shen from Class 1, Grade 0, your friend Hu Hao ordered a song for you, "Beautiful Mood". Do your homework, but you will always be my deep brother!"

Han Shen acted stiff on the spot.

Yan Xin's head was covered in cold sweat, must this have poked the lungs of a proud and arrogant Han?

The sentence "Hey, when did your relationship with your classmate get so good?" was stillborn, and before I could persuade him, I heard the long sound of shoe soles rubbing against the tiles.

"Thorn-"

The afterimage of Han Shen running towards the classroom was drawn out.

Han Shen ran a little anxiously, his whole body was irritated and oppressed by the hot steam in his chest, and he was about to explode.

Turn the floor.

kick the door.

Rushed into the noisy classroom.

The tall and thin figure was talking lazily by the window, with one hand resting on the edge of the table, and the finger bones were slender.

"What songs are you ordering..." Gu Xin tilted his head to listen to the radio outside the window, and the more he listened, the more he became more and more confused, "The excellent educational resources in the attached middle school taught you music idiots?"

Hu Hao waved his hand: "Don't talk too much when men do things. Who like you like to order a happy birthday show to show plastic sisterhood? Between us boys, the more presumptuous we are, the more we can enhance our relationship."

Gu Xin glared and slapped him: "You better be."

Hu Hao shrugged and hid while reassuring: "Don't worry, in a while someone might rush in with tears of gratitude, hug Brother Chen and kiss him."

Li Fei is more sensible: "...Based on my understanding of the new classmates, the kiss is exaggerated, but Brother Chen deliberately found a relationship with the radio station, and jumped in the line to line up for the song. There is no credit but hard work. A thank you is not too much, right?"

Hu Hao looked down on him very much: "You don't have dreams in life, what's the difference with salted fish? Brother Chen, do you have dreams?"

Chen Chen leaned against the desk and scratched aimlessly beside his ear with his fingertips: "Should he be moved?"

"..." Han Shen stood behind him gloomyly. He wanted to give them headshots, but seeing the group of people wagging their tails happily and waiting for praise, he was forced to say nothing.

Mixed feelings.

SB.

It is almost impossible to expect them to do something.

This group of people didn't notice Han Shen's refusal. Usually, some people in the class would celebrate their birthdays with joy, and Han Shen usually looked very cold, so the preparations for this event were particularly meticulous, trying to make Han Shen, a hard rock, happy. It was muffled.

But who would have thought that Han Shen's fist was even harder!

The culprit was Chen Chen.

Han Shen grabbed Chen Chen's school uniform: "Come out with me."

"Is there anything I can't say in front of everyone?" Chen Chen was tall, his neckline was pulled in an unsightly manner, and he followed every step with his back arched.

Li Fei, who was watching from the sidelines, widened his eyes suddenly, and saw Chen Chen wrapped Han Shen's hand and moved it lightly, but Han Shen, who had always been tired of physical contact, had no objection.

Lying on the grass, is this mother really going to kiss two people?

Avoid people's eyes and ears?

He shook in place for a while, and when the two disappeared from sight, he immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Are you interested in following them?"

Han Shen carried Chen Chen to a place where there were few people.

There is a student activity site between the Boxue Building and the Political Building, surrounded by tall trees and greenery. In the evening, the atmosphere is cold and eerie. Occasionally, some students hide in the bushes and smoke, and toilet paper and cigarette butts are scattered on the floor.

Han Shen pushed him to the green belt in two steps.

Walking this way, the anger in Han Shen's chest disappeared, but when he thought back to those songs, he couldn't help but want to stuff Chen Chen into the speaker and kick him again.

Chen Chen lowered his head to tidy up his school uniform, which was stretched out of place, and fumbled in his pocket for a while, and found out the crumpled fairy stick fireworks.

With a flick of the fingertips, the powder sifted directly from the fingertips to the ground.

"...It's annoying, it's your fault, I broke something."

Han Shen: "Three and two?"

"I bought it for a 17-year-old kid today." I planned to play with it next night after self-study, but I didn't expect it to be broken just now.

With regret on his face, he took out the lighter: "Come on."

Han Shen: "Go away, order yourself."

Chen Chen took out the lighter from his pocket: "You said it, don't ask me for it later."

An orange spark flew in all directions, hanging like a bright little lantern.

Chen Chen stared at the fire cluster so as not to extinguish it halfway, carefully but lazily put the other hand back into the pocket of his school uniform, his face was dyed a faint orange by the flames, and his lips parted in a smile.

Han Shen was only willing to give Fairy Stick a look, but Chen Chen unconsciously drew his gaze over.

If this picture is seen by fans, it is estimated that there will be hundreds of rainbow farts in the label of "Xian Nanchen".

A gust of wind blew, and the fairy wand threw out a fleeting bright arc of light and threw it on the ground.

Chen Chen counted: "Almost got burnt, there are two more, one for each of us?"

Han Shen was disgusted for three seconds, and took over the smashed hand-held fireworks.

Firelight shone brightly in the air.

The campus radio was still playing songs like swiping the screen, and finally someone became a human being.

"Student Han Shen from Class 1, Grade [-], your classmate ordered a song for you, "Happy Birthday"..."

The hot air of the fairy wand that was burning to the end hurt the fingertips, the dark red was extinguished, and puffs of blue smoke rose up, and extinguished little by little at dusk.

In the attached middle school where there are no people around and the stars are holding the moon, Han Shen inexplicably feels that it is not bad to have this scene on his birthday.

"Fuck! Who the hell is smoking in the bushes!? Propaganda every day is safe every day, and fire prevention is safe every day! Didn't your class teacher teach you to strengthen fire prevention awareness, ah!?"

Hearing this violent shout suddenly, Han Shen almost died of fright. He looked up and saw a black head leaning between the bushes and branches, the mirror was reflective, and it was staring at the two of them.

Just like the plot of a horror movie, Chen Chen even took two steps back, and the fairy wand fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhou Tangyuan jumped in from the haystack with one leg, flashing the flashlight of her mobile phone, and when she saw the two bad students who were caught on the spot, her face changed from "It's you?" to "Okay, it's you again!"

Apparently recalling not-so-pleasant memories.

"Chen Chen, Han Shen, wasn't it enough for the two of you to go over the wall and read the review last time, and now you are hiding in the grass and smoking?"

Chen Chen picked up the stump of the fairy stick: "Teacher, I didn't smoke, so I set off a firework."

Zhou Tangyuan tilted her head to look at him, the meaning on her face was obvious.

Do you think I believe it?

The smoke is coming out from between the leaves, I'll believe you two setting off fireworks in the grove?

Chen Chen blew lightly on the handle of the fireworks, and the spark ignited: "Look, it's still on."

Han Shen: "..."

Zhou Tangyuan: "..."

Zhou Tangyuan is about to collapse: "I can't figure it out. I don't have classes at school, so why do I sneak off to the bushes to set off fireworks? Chen Chen, you have changed! Why have you become like this! You can't let the teacher worry !"

Chen Chen: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Tangyuan was angry: "What did you say?"

Chen Chen said calmly, "I said I'm fine."

Seeing that he obviously didn't realize his mistake at all, Zhou Tangyuan stared at Han Shen twice, feeling really bad, and said angrily: "Go, go, let me catch you again, you are ready to go to the podium again!"

Chen Chen and Han Shen walked to the classroom speechlessly.

I don't understand why two people are prone to accidents when they are alone.

Li Fei was standing at the door, just after witnessing Zhou Tangyuan's wonderful scolding by the bushes, he said sympathetically, "Puppy love has been arrested again?"

Han Shen: "?"

Chen Chen put his hand on his face and pushed him away: "Don't give me the whole thing."

"Hey—" Li Fei yelled unconvinced, and chased back to the classroom, "You still don't admit it, do you?"