Do not provoke

They walked out of Wuhe Lane along the main road pointed by Liu Zhijin, walked to the supermarket in silence, took out their schoolbags in the face of the accusing eyes of the shopping guide, and then boarded the last bus back to school.

Along the way, several people did not speak.

It should be the first time for Yu Zhao and the other flowers in the greenhouse to see Liu Zhijin's living conditions in the cracks of the city. Obviously, they feel a little unbearable, and they have completely lost their usual lively energy, and they are stunned.

Tang Xingbei was... sleepy.

Sleepy and tired and sore.

My whole body hurts.

Although the group of rainbow-haired bastards didn't fight very well, they were more powerful than others. Except for the necessary parts that were fairly well protected, places like arms and legs were more or less beaten with sticks, and they couldn't even move. pain.

Tang Xingbei gritted his teeth and took a breath.

Yu Zhao noticed, and immediately felt even more guilty, with a sullen face: "I'm sorry, Brother Bei... Originally, the two of you would not have been involved, and it was all my fault."

Tang Xingbei glanced at him and said calmly, "It's fine."

In fact, he doesn't dislike blind and warm-hearted people like Yu Zhao. Real and normal teenagers always have a passion that can't be swayed. When encountering things like bullying, they always want to save them.

But he is different from Fang Lin.

One of them grew up in isolation, and the other simply lived in the dark since childhood, and knew for a long time what things they could do and what they couldn't do.

... Occasionally, it is quite interesting to be lonely and brave like this once in a while.

But people like Liu Zhijin who are not far away and are willing to be soaked in black, they can't understand it, and they can't save it.

Tang Xingbei narrowed his eyes and yawned.

Fang Lin glanced at him, paused, frowned, and looked away again.

"What's wrong?" Tang Xingbei asked.

Fang Lin was full of Liu Zhijin's confession to him before, he was angry and flustered, but his face was very indifferent: "It's okay."

Just as Tang Xingbei was about to speak, the car shook and he pressed Fang Lin's hand.

Both of them paused.

"Don't touch my leg!!" Hong Yang suddenly wailed in front of him, and pushed Director Zhao away, "It hurts so much!!"

Only then did Tang Xingbei come back to his senses, and looked down at Fang Lin's injuries, most of them were skin injuries.

But his skin was fair, so he looked shocking, so he frowned: "Fuck... these idiots."

Fang Lin withdrew his hand, did not speak, and still looked away in silence.

Tang Xingbei paused, and glanced at the teenagers in the front row who started yelling again because of a painful cry. Seeing that they didn't notice this, he looked away, and hesitantly asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Fang Lin paused, turned his face, and remained silent for a while before speaking: "He confessed his love to you."

Tang Xingbei was taken aback for a moment, and looked away in embarrassment: "...Yes."

Fang Lin's throat moved, he turned his eyes away again, and stopped talking.

Tang Xingbei wasn't sure what he was thinking for a while, so he didn't speak again.

It wasn't until they got out of the car that Fang Lin suddenly whispered, "I'm a little unhappy."

Tang Xingbei paused, didn't look up, and murmured: "...I can see it."

Fang Lin didn't speak any more, and stared down at the shadows of the two people on the ground, before asking in a low voice, "What do you think?"

Tang Xingbei was silent for a moment, and kicked the stone beside his feet: "I don't have any thoughts, that's his own choice, and I don't have the energy to climb up in my heart, no one can save him."

"I didn't mean that." Fang Lin turned to look at him, gritted his teeth, and mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "What do you think...why am I unhappy?"

Tang Xingbei seemed to be taken aback, turned his head to look at him for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "Maybe I'm jealous."

Fang Lin was startled, frowning hastily and looked away.

The moonlight is very pale, and the hazy shadows of the trees are whirling.

The few boys in front were still discussing Liu Zhijin's matter in a low voice, probably helping him think about the way of life, they had lost the frustration just now, and revived with high spirits, lively and lively.

Tang Xingbei originally thought that with Fang Lin's character, he might just keep silent and let the subtle and ambiguous atmosphere evaporate before moving away from the topic.

But suddenly he sighed and said in a low voice: "Yes."

Now it was Tang Xingbei's turn to be embarrassed.

He touched the corners of his eyes, looked away intently at the blurred moonlight, and after a while, the corners of his mouth curled uncontrollably.

Except for a few of them, no one knew what happened that night, and it seemed that it was just an episode that went astray, and the waves disappeared soon.

But probably because the carefully hidden secret was discovered, Liu Zhijin lost his usual gentle and weak appearance to them, and became silent.

Except for the rehearsals three times a week, they are still punctual and serious, and when they meet them, they are silent and turn a blind eye.

Yu Zhaohe Hongyang and the others would occasionally tentatively mention the idea of ​​donating money or finding a part-time job for him when no one was around, but they were rejected indifferently without any surprise.

Liu Zhijin seemed to have completely surrounded himself in an iron bucket, refusing anyone's cautious care to infiltrate.

Only He Miao bluffed around ignorantly, and Liu Zhijin would smile at him and chat a few words about his studies.

Then came the day of the National Day Cultural Performance.

It is probably sprinting for the city's key title of the all-round campus of morality, intelligence, physical education and beauty. The school seems to attach great importance to this performance, and specially called the media to come and shoot it, and uploaded it to the official website in a small live broadcast for parents and students from other schools watch.

Facing the rows of flash lights and black cannon cameras below the stage, a group of good boys in the school suddenly boiled over.

In the evening of that day, before the party started, there were a lot of posts in the post bar.

"Ah ah ah ah fuck!Mom, I'm going on TV! "

— Saw the rehearsal!There are a few programs that are awesome, you can look forward to them

——Fuck, I'm not the last to know that the two masters of the top class actually participated in the art show, right? !

——I just said why this year's costumes are so beautiful!It turned out to be photogenic ahhhhhh white shirt and black trousers match high!

……

Until 06:30, when the bell rang, all the host team came to the stage with smiles on their faces, raised their microphones, and made an enthusiastic opening speech: "Good evening, everyone! Welcome to the No. 60 Affiliated High School of City A! In this golden autumn During the festival, our school ushered in the No.[-] Eighth National Day Literary Gala..."

In the backstage covered by the curtain, some people were still yelling in a hurry to move the props, and it was chaotic.

Tang Xingbei and the others had already changed their clothes. Yu Zhao and He Miao even had their hairstyles tidied up. The make-up artist almost tried to put some lipstick on them, but they refused desperately.

Their program came in third, and after the first rehearsal, it was immediately decided to be a wonderful opening program, and was given high hopes by everyone in the student union.

Before the scene, Yu Zhao and Liu Zhijin went to the bathroom.

Leaning against the pillar, He Miao couldn't stop taking deep breaths, poked her head nervously over and over again, her face turned pale from nervousness as she watched the camera circle around, holding her flute for fear of breaking it.

Tang Xingbei looked both funny and emotional, and encouraged him in a rare way: "I practiced well before, don't worry."

Fang Lin also seemed to bend the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gentle.

He Miao turned her head to look over in surprise, her eyes flicked back and forth between him and Fang Lin, and said hesitantly, "You two really..."

"what?"

He Miao hurriedly shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Tang Xingbei glanced at him, paused, and suddenly asked: "I remember you told me some time ago that Aunt Wang's clothing store was rented and expanded, and you need to hire two night warehouse managers, right?"

Fang Lin raised his head slightly.

He Miao didn't know why his topic suddenly changed to this place, and nodded in confusion: "Yes! My mother has been looking for it for a long time, but they all think that the working hours are short and the salary is low, so they refuse to come...Why do you ask this? "

Tang Xingbei seemed to think about it for a while: "Stop it?"

"That's for sure!" He Miao scratched her head and said, "My mother seems to say that people often buy goods from ten o'clock to two o'clock in the evening, and she can't take care of anything... Hey, so why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Tang Xingbei narrowed his eyes: "It's nothing."

He paused: "We'll talk about it when we go back tonight."

He Miao was stunned: "...Oh."

Being interrupted by Tang Xingbei, He Miao's nervousness disappeared a lot, at least she didn't have to pee every once in a while.

At the same time, the process on the stage is also proceeding smoothly.

"...Welcome below: Tang Xingbei, Fang Lin, Liu Zhijin, Yu Zhao, and He Miao from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School perform an ensemble: "Equal Fun"! Everyone is warmly welcome!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Fangtang is amazing! The best in the world!!!"

"Older than I love you!!"

"Hahaha, Class [-] and Class [-] love you guys!"

"Cutting sugar is the sweetest!!!!"

……

The applause and cheers from the audience suddenly became enthusiastic, especially the majority of girls. The school leaders sitting in the front row were stunned for a moment, and then they raised their heads and took a closer look at the stage.

There are five boys in a row, who can catch the eye.

Especially the two standing in front, their noses are noses and eyes are eyes, and their postures are tall and straight. The shirts that are obviously worn by others have an inexplicable sense of neatness on them... No wonder they are so restless underneath.

Forget it, young man.

The school leaders thought cheerfully: as long as the relationship between men and women is firmly grasped, everything is easy to talk about.

...What is this sugar cube?

During the 2 minutes of waiting for the harp and piano to be lifted steadily from the lifting platform, Tang Xingbei pondered for a long time before he realized what the sugar cube the people below were shouting for. Startled, he subconsciously turned his head towards the person beside him glanced.

Fang Lin turned his face quickly, and smiled lightly but clearly.

The screams from the audience suddenly became louder, with the excitement of breaking through the top hall of the stage, Tang Xingbei's ears burned, and he quickly looked away.

Three seconds later, the field suddenly went dark.

Tang Xingbei took a breath, calmed down, walked to the harp, pulled up the chair and sat down, looked at the four people when the foggy blue light rose, and raised his hands steadily.

Lingling's music was clear and clear, like water flowing into the sea of ​​clouds, and the restless atmosphere subsided almost instantly.

"Waiting Fun" is a Western European-style piece, fairy and quiet, but there is a vicissitudes of life in the singing, which is very novel and catches the ear.

The moment the lead-in melody falls, the sound of the piano and flute and the guitarist slowly flow in, and the vocals and singing penetrate and gradually rise.

"Misty blue sky

rich green

The sullen color melts into the sea with a touch of crimson

......"

The whole piece of music is completely wrapped in the dark blue light.

The clean and sharp boy, with slender and white knuckles, with aloofness and indifference that almost blended with the song, once the live broadcast was broadcast, the number of views rose rapidly.

It wasn't until the last note fell that there was continuous applause in the hall, but there were no hoo hoo and screams, and it was all admiration from the bottom of my heart.

Tang Xingbei withdrew his hand, opened his eyes, and met Fang Lin's eyes tacitly.

The two looked at each other wantonly and tacitly in the dark blue and blurry light for a long time.

It wasn't until the incandescent lights came on that they all looked away in unison.

When he finished stepping down, He Miao was so excited that his eyes lit up with excitement: "I just heard Zhou Nuan call Shui Shui, come on! She just called my own name hahahahahaha!!"

Yu Zhao patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "There is hope, buddy, work harder!"

He Miao immediately opened her arms and hugged him with tears in her eyes, and scratched her head after a long time: "...Fuck, I was so fucking nervous just now."

"Me too! I almost pressed the wrong string!"

The two of them immediately started to feel scared for a while.

Yu Zhao pulled his pants hastily: "I'll go pee first!"

Tang Xingbei stepped forward when the people slipped away, glanced at Liu Zhijin who was silently distracted, and said indifferently: "Come here."

Liu Zhijin was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Fang Lin, but saw his face was calm, as if he knew Tang Xingbei would come to him.

He paused, followed hesitantly.

He Miao noticed this, and was about to say hey in doubt, when he heard Fang Lin's voice in a low voice, "I want to ask you a question."

He froze all over immediately, and smiled tremblingly: "...ah? What's the problem?"

Fang Lin didn't make a sound, and looked in the direction where the two turned to leave: "It's about... Tang Xingbei's question."

The author has something to say: [Chacha]: Liu Zhijin’s line has finally come here~ Let’s formally explain the question about Brother Bei’s personality that was raised by the little cutie before. At that time, because the subsequent plot cannot be spoiled, I can only summarize it now:

Fang Tang and Fang Tang are not very innocent and kind in nature. They are naturally indifferent and will not take the initiative to help, but they will also try to pull others out of the quagmire because of their indelible youthful tenacity.I personally like people who have emotions and have clear likes and dislikes~ (Of course, warm and kind people are better)

Thank you ANG, Lujiang is just a landmine for chasing tools~ Thank you Feifei, Sui Jianbai, yesterday’s book, wait for the recognition, Mr. Gu’s Mr. Jiang, don’t give me fish, ANG’s nutrient solution~