Do not provoke

After the list was sorted out and reported, the senior high school students chose an evening self-study and moved to the dormitory.

Tang Xingbei and his family were originally quite close to the school. When they first moved in, they didn't bring too many things. They only brought some daily necessities and clothes for late summer and early autumn. They waited to go home for the next holiday and brought two more luggage. box over here.

Although the No. [-] Middle School campus is a bit older, the dormitory conditions are the best among the key high schools in the city.

Double room with high and low beds, private bathroom with air conditioning, and two small wardrobes.

Except that the dormitory building is a little old, there are almost no other problems.

There are a lot of people living in Tang Xing's North Class, and the school allocates dormitories according to class, so the entire left half of the third floor is occupied by people from his class.

After moving into the dormitory, a group of youths who were full of vigor happily took a quick shower and made an appointment to have a barbecue at the school gate.

Since the last time they climbed the mountain, the group of boys suddenly felt that they were much closer to Fang Tang and the two big men, so they encouraged Yu Zhao to ask someone to join them.

Yu Zhao was also very willing to communicate with the two of them, and immediately nodded in agreement.

He led a group of people to the innermost dormitory, knocked on the door, and it opened before knocking twice, and then saw Fang Lin standing by the door with an indifferent expression, and lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"

"Hello, Brother Lin." Yu Zhao scratched his head and glanced in. "Where's Brother Bei? Are you sleeping?"

"Yeah." Fang Lin paused, then turned his head and looked in.

A group of people followed and saw Tang Xingbei lying on the bed.

He probably fell asleep by accident, his clothes were still on, the loose hem was pushed up to reveal a section of his waist, his hair was curled up... He looked a little cuter than his usual cold and aloof appearance.

They've never seen such a cool high school bully before. Just as they were about to take another look in novelty, Fang Lin blocked the door, squinting his eyes: "So what's the matter?"

Yu Zhao groaned, followed him subconsciously and lowered his voice: "We want to eat barbecue at the restaurant in front of the school, and I want to ask if you can go."

"No." Fang Lin was inhumane.

A group of people: "..."

day!indifferent!

With a brow, Yu Zhao scratched his head: "Okay, then you two rest first, wait..."

"Tomorrow." Fang Lin glanced at the time on his phone, and said expressionlessly, "Didn't you ask me an Olympiad question last time, so come over and talk to me tomorrow night."

Yu Zhao and other groups of people suddenly stunned, and then moved to zero: "Woohoo, you ..."

"Is there anything else?" Fang Lin frowned impatiently, the words "It's nothing, get out of here and don't bother me" were clearly printed in his beautiful eyes.

"It's okay!" The boys shook their heads quickly.

Before they were driven away indifferently, they suddenly heard a somewhat confused and clear voice from inside the room, with the softness of just waking up: "...what's wrong?"

Then Fang Lin replied vaguely and in a low voice: "It's nothing, just take off your clothes before going to sleep."

...The tone of voice is so fucking soft and just like just now.

Just as they were about to question Fang Lin's weird tone, they even wanted to tiptoe to have a look, and then, the door in front of them was slammed shut on their faces.

Yu Zhao: "..."

Boys: "..."

A group of people looked at each other tacitly, and swallowed together... Fuck, those sugar cubes and humanities in the post bar... seem to have come true.

Tang Xingbei was in a daze and didn't think much about it. He yawned and stretched out his hand to take off his clothes sleepily: "...Do you want to be up or down?"

Fang Lin looked at him, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Go."

Tang Xingbei let out a no-brainer, closed his eyes, buried his face in the quilt and fell asleep.

When they came, they didn't divide their belongings carefully, they spread them casually and put them on the bed, so Fang Lin was covered with Tang Xingbei's previous quilt.

With a warm and sweet mint flavor.

I don't know why, but Fang Lin likes this smell very much... probably because the Tang Xingbei in his memory became this smell when he made it clear that he was tempted in the alley.

He curled his mouth and reached out to press the light.

After living in school, you can get up one to two 10 minutes later than usual, excluding the delay on the road.

When Fang Lin came out of the shower, Tang Xingbei had just woken up, sitting on the bed in a daze with his head of messy hair.

He stretched out his hand, and put the back of his hand on his face. Tang Xingbei was startled by the cold touch. He frowned to see who it was, then touched his face hesitantly, and cursed softly, "You're crazy."

Fang Lin smiled for a while, turned his gaze at the collar of his loosely sleeping T-shirt, and said in a low voice, "Get up quickly, and go eat later."

There is a restaurant in the No. [-] Middle School. Although it is not very delicious, it can meet the standards of nutrition and hygiene.

Tang Xingbei ate breakfast in the school cafeteria for the first time. It was a bit of a novelty. He followed Fang Lin. The two bought some food and sat in a random place.

There were a lot of people living in the school, and not long after they sat down, the surroundings gradually filled up.

...Most of them are girls, and their faint eyes drift towards this side, with excitement and ambiguous tacit understanding.

In a corner of a bar they didn't know, new posts suddenly went up one by one.

"Start European Emperor!I met two gods of learning at the restaurant!Ahhhhh! ! "

-- I heard from my classmates that Tang Xingbei and Fang Lin seem to have applied for accommodation

--I live in school, no wonder! !Never encountered before!It looks really handsome up close!

-- Fuck, make me get up early to eat in the cafeteria [smiles]? ? ?

--Ah, ah, at the scene!Excited to death, really handsome and cold!

--Usually, I would see someone once in a while at school and then disappear before seeing them clearly. This time, I can finally take a second look, woo woo woo

--Hahaha, they should be in the same dormitory

--Has anyone noticed that these two have been going out together recently...

--If you see it upstairs, don't point it out _(:з」∠)_!

--Qiuqiu, who will report a position!I'm going to rub the halo of the protagonist of the god of learning!

……

Seeing more and more people around, Tang Xingbei was a little puzzled, and approached Fang quietly, hooked his fingers, and asked in a low voice: "Are there so many people eating breakfast in the school cafeteria?"

Fang Lin casually glanced around, then looked away indifferently, and pushed the last siu mai to him: "I don't know, eat your meal."

Tang Xingbei made a sharp cut.

When they were almost finished eating, they suddenly heard Yu Zhao's voice, with surprise: "Hey! Brother Bei! Brother Lin!"

He was holding the dinner plate, and he was accompanied by a few boys, who looked like they were all classmates in this class, and they just got up and came to eat.

Tang Xingbei raised his head, hesitated and said, "Morning."

Yu Zhao enthusiastically sat down at the table next to them with a plate in his hand: "Good morning!"

The boys next to him also greeted and sat down: "Good morning."

A group of people started chatting and eating while the teenagers were bluffing and making a lot of noise.

But Tang Xingbei got used to the feeling of being surrounded by familiar people. He glanced at the carrot on the plate, and gave it to Fang Lin in disgust.

Fang Lin looked up at him: "You can eat a little carrot."

Tang Xingbei was sleepy: "I don't like to eat."

Fang Lin didn't pay attention to him any more, and took it over to eat.

The voices talking around suddenly became very subtly silent, and they all looked over with expressions of shock mixed with that.

Tang Xingbei noticed it, frowned and looked up: "What's wrong?"

Probably due to being oppressed by his aura all the year round, a group of people forced this flat tone into impatience, and shook their heads quickly: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Tang Xingbei looked puzzled, and said oh.

Fang Lin remained indifferent from beginning to end, too lazy to speak.

While eating, someone suddenly asked, "By the way, Yu Zhao, did anyone sign up for the National Day performance you mentioned last time?"

Yu Zhao immediately fucked, and slapped his chopsticks on the verge of tears: "No! You're all fucking studying hard, and no one will talk to me!"

Hong Yang clicked his tongue: "After all, it takes too much time to rehearse. This will be the college entrance examination soon."

Yu Zhao took a bite of the bun and shook his head helplessly: "The school insists that each class must report at least one, and points will be deducted for failure to complete the task."

Hong Yang shrugged: "...then I wish you good luck."

Tang Xingbei raised his eyes, looked this way, and continued to eat his meal with his head down.

Compared with this group of wolf-eating vicious dogs, Tang Xingbei ate his meals as carefully as he did himself, taking his time and being very luxurious. A group of people finished their meals at almost the same time, so they walked across the campus and went back together. class.

On the way, he received the frequent attention of countless girls.

A boy muttered something in a low voice and pulled his collar: "Fuck...I've never been seen by girls like this when I grow up."

"Damn, you thought you were looking at us." The person next to him quickly raised his chin, glanced at the two big bosses who were tall and cold, "... Aren't they all fans of those two?" sister."

"Fuck, Yan Gou is too much."

……

When they entered the class, there were not many people in the class, and they were all reciting English compositions with their heads down or discussing problems together.

As soon as Tang Xingbei sat back in his seat, He Miao turned his head excitedly, eyes full of longing: "Brother Bei! Is living in a dormitory fun!"

He Miao also wanted to stay, but his mother refused to let him, saying that he was afraid that he would eat too much junk food, and would stay up until midnight playing at night. This person envied them very much.

Tang Xingbei yawned boredly: "What's so interesting about sleeping in another place?"

He Miao's eyes widened: "But you live with Brother Lin! A double room! There is a classmate next to you, so you can chat together when you go back at night?"

Tang Xingbei said indifferently: "No."

He Miao: "..."

He persisted and asked: "What about Brother Lin? You two are so nice, can you play together until midnight before going to sleep?"

Tang Xingbei snorted and touched his nose: "...not at all."

"Really?" He Miao scratched her head suspiciously, "I thought you two were so sticky..."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, remembering the core truth of the CP fan brigade secretly revealed by Zhou Nuan when he was chatting with him before: it’s okay to crack candy, but you are not allowed to dance in front of the master!

He didn't understand what it meant at first, but now he understood the essence, so he hurriedly let out a sloppy haha, and looked at Fang Lin with a guilty conscience.

But he narrowed his eyes, twirled the pen holder with his fingertips, and replied coldly in a good mood: "Last night, he was tired, so he went to bed first."

This was the first time he spoke such a long word to himself. He Miao was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said flattered, "Okay, okay!"

Tang Xingbei clicked his tongue: "Not promising."

He Miao pouted, and chatted with him about going to play at home someday.

Fang Lin lowered his eyes and continued to look at the exercise set, with the corners of his mouth slightly bent.

The evening self-study on Monday is a class meeting. Lao Zhang summed up the end of the second semester of high school, and after nagging about studying hard and sprinting, he suddenly mentioned: "By the way, the National Day talent show arranged by the school before, our class is not Has no one signed up yet?"

He stretched his neck: "Where is the monitor?!"

Yu Zhao sighed and raised his hand weakly: "Yes..."

Old Zhang glared: "How can that be done! Why is everyone not active at all! Is there anyone willing to volunteer!"

Everyone in the class lowered their heads and brushed the questions, too lazy to answer.

Lao Zhang waited for a while, and was ignored after being urged twice, and finally got angry: "I tell you! This talent show participated in the class evaluation! If you are not willing to go to the countdown, when the time comes, the class The fund doesn't have a penny and still eats snacks!"

Since No. [-] Middle School got a new principal, they have been adhering to the idea of ​​combining work and rest in a virtuous cycle, and they have provided generous funds to classes with excellent grades. Every month, some class funds will be allocated for the class to buy snacks for themselves. The little hope of the month.

After Lao Zhang finished threatening him, the subordinates began to hesitate and whisper to each other.

But still no one raised their hand.

Lao Zhang was not ready to leave immediately, so he just sat down on the chair beside the podium: "I don't care, if you can't report one today, let's wait for a while!"

There was a wailing sound from the podium.

"Howl!" Lao Zhang stared, "Everyone has no sense of class honor, even if they come up to sing a song!"

There was agitation underneath, but no one was willing to raise their hands.

After a while, Yu Zhaoxian gritted his teeth and signed up tremblingly: "I... have learned guitar in junior high school, sign up."

Lao Zhang was very satisfied, and looked around again: "Is there anyone else? I can't play a guitar solo!"

"……I."

After a while, a clear and cool voice suddenly sounded.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and they looked back in unison.

Tang Xingbei turned his pen wearily, resting his chin with the other hand, and said coldly, "I play the harp."

Fang Lin looked at him, squinted his eyes, and said indifferently without raising his head amidst the sudden restlessness: "Then add me, the piano."

Tang Xingbei glanced at him unexpectedly.

"Fuck?!"

"One or two years old to participate in the art performance?!"

"By the way, what is a harp?"

"This is a talent show, not an exam competition!"

……

Old Zhang was obviously also a little bit surprised, and he recovered after the people below shouted and shouted, he slapped the table and stared: "What are you talking about all of you! I told you to sign up and you don't go to other people to sign up, and you still talk so much nonsense! "

After he finished yelling, the room slowly quieted down, but they were still winking at each other.

Lao Zhang snorted, and was very pleased when he looked at the two of them: "Very well, I don't ask too much from you, it's enough to successfully complete one program."

He stood up with a beer belly: "Is there anyone who volunteers? If there is no one, I will apply!"

After a while, someone in the corner whispered again: "Then I will report...to sing too."

It's Liu Zhijin.

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes unkindly.

The final list was confirmed, with Tang Xingbei facing Zhao and Liu Zhijin, plus He Miao who played the flute to make up for it.

Lao Zhang was very pleased, and decided to allow them to go to the school practice room to rehearse in the last class of self-study every night before the art performance.

It wasn't until school was over that Tang Xingbei looked at Fang Lin hesitantly, and asked softly, "You don't like performing these things, do you? Why did you sign up?"

Fang Lin raised his eyes expressionlessly, and asked indifferently, "What do you think?"

Tang Xingbei looked at him, took a long time to look away, and cleared his throat: "...Go back to the dormitory."

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and smiled with some interest.

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