Don't even think about it!

I don't know if Zeng Hong and Zhou Yi said something, or it was purely a coincidence.

During the afternoon class meeting, Zhou Yi deliberately took out half of the class and asked them to write down their goals.

They were laughing and laughing, shouting and shouting.

But when Zhou Yi really handed out the cut paper, everyone lowered their heads and wrote seriously.

When the pen was closed, each of them looked at it, and they were a little speechless.

"Damn, Xu Gou, you actually want to be a teacher? Is it true? Didn't you always say that you want to be the IT guy with the most lush hair? How did you fill in as a teacher?"

"You never cared about me at all! As I said earlier, my idol is Lao Zhou, and I want to follow his footsteps and swim in the ocean of physics!"

"Didn't you fucking say that you swam back with leg cramps after swimming two meters?! When did you start swimming again?"

"I didn't say, I'm not. Not only do I want to swim, I also want to go back to the school to shine."

"Xu Gou, are you still human?! Old Zhou treats you as a student, yet you want to be his colleague?!"

"Fuck, if my child is also admitted to No. [-] Middle School in the future, shouldn't he be called Teacher Xugou?"

"Wake up, not only your son has to call me Teacher, but you also have to address me as Teacher Xu when you see me hahahaha."

"Guess what Sister Qi's volunteer wrote, archeology, absolutely, or the intention of practice, the kind of scientist who holds a small shovel, wears a big hat, and holds his breath to shovel small soil! Rui Sibai!"

"It's something that sister Qi can do. It's no surprise that she's been reading those books since she was in high school."

……

When Lao Zhou was a sophomore in high school, it was not that he had no class meetings about goals and dreams.

Even earlier, since the first year of senior high school, the topic of the college entrance examination has never existed.

Teachers say it, parents say it, and they say it.

They also thought this was the case for commonplace topics, and they also thought they knew enough about each other.

But now, looking at the neat and black words on the paper, and looking at the different colleges and majors, they suddenly realized in advance the true meaning of the phrase "Everyone flies high".

Zhou Yi often said that compared with the high school entrance examination, the college entrance examination gives you too many possibilities and choices.

They didn't understand it at first.

Only now did I suddenly know the answer.

They were born in Zhen'an and grew up in Zhen'an. The senior high school entrance examination gave them a series of admission lines. After passing, they got together.

Yizhong is naturally the best choice for all of them.

But the college entrance examination is different.

Although two people with almost the same grades, they may have completely different choices.

One south and one north, one west and one east.

Everyone has their own best choice, but there is no such thing as "the best choice for their group".

Zhou Yi was still holding a teacup, standing on the podium, taking a sip occasionally, laughing and making trouble with them.

After about ten minutes had passed, and it was about the same time, I said: "After you finish writing, post it on the corner of the desk or on the book. The more conspicuous the place, the better. When you're tired of studying, read it to cheer yourself up."

Even a boy who is used to being big-hearted, this time he was extraordinarily serious.

After sticking the note on the corner of the table, I borrowed transparent glue to stick it several times to ensure that it would not be soaked in water before stopping.

One by one, the palm-width tape, and soon only the small white plastic ring in the middle remained.

After a group of people finished writing and pasting, they realized that the two gods in the last row hadn't moved.

Lin Ji stretched his neck over to take a peek, but he got a lonely peep.

The paper between the two of them was blank.

Lin Ji: "Brother, why didn't you write it?"

The people in the front row turned around to join in the fun.

"Brother Qi and Brother Yan's goal should be the champion or something."

"What is a goal? You have to work hard enough. Maybe you can achieve it. That's called a goal. To be honest, I think that as long as Brother Qi and Brother Yan maintain their standards, there will be basically no problem."

Gu Qi just smiled and started writing.

His goal does not need to be posted on the corner of the table, nor on the book.

Just sit next to him.

But Lao Zhou's words are quite right. When you are tired from studying, just read it and cheer you up.

The front row tilted their necks, planning to broadcast in real time.

But the moment he saw those two words clearly, he frowned.

"What did Brother Qi write?" The others asked curiously.

The front row scanned again with some uncertainty.

"Just write Brother Yan's name."

"Nothing else was written."

Lu Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Suddenly, the front row seemed to know something.

"Brother Qi, are you still regretting your score in the five-school joint exam last time? Hahahaha, why did you suddenly write Brother Yan's name?"

After being pushed by him like this, the others suddenly came back to their senses.

"Hahahaha Brother Qi wants to write the No. [-] Scholar."

"If you write the No. [-] Scholar, just write the No. [-] Scholar, but you still have to write Brother Yan. How can it be like falling in love hahaha."

"Didn't Brother Yan be the champion last time? There's nothing wrong with writing Brother Yan."

……

Gu Qi didn't care and let them make trouble.

He just stretched out his hand, lightly touched the corner of the note with his index finger, and pushed the note over against the table.

There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yan looked at the word "Lu Yan" with Gu Qi's unique writing habits, and his heart was burned again.

"Didn't you listen to what they said, what is a goal?" Amidst the din, Lu Yan's voice even seemed a little soft.

"If you work hard enough, if you can get it, it's called a goal."

Lu Yan took the white paper away, folded it twice, and held it in his palm.

"I don't need you enough."

Originally... was his boyfriend.

What else is needed.

When Lu Yan said this, he didn't dare to look at Gu Qi.

Others may not understand it, but Lu Yan knows it, and Gu Qi knows it very well.

He seldom said this kind of thing, and it was still in this...environment where someone might hear it at any time.

Although it may be too obscure for others to hear.

But to Lu Yan, it was already a blatant love story.

Gu Qi naturally understood.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people at the moment, he would have already hugged people into his arms.

"Okay, I'll change it." Gu Qi said, tearing off a piece of paper.

This time he wrote very quickly and folded it a bit.

Lu Yan took it and opened it: "..."

"I want to sleep in my boyfriend's dormitory tonight."

"I don't know if I can make it if I work hard enough."

"Also, ask your boyfriend to show you how hard you want to work."

Lu Yan was angry and funny.

Crumple up the note and throw it in the drawer.

"No."

Lu Yan didn't believe that falling in love would affect his studies.

But after that night, he didn't let Gu Qi come over much.

Because as I write, my mind may indeed fall to other places.

Gu Qi laughed again: "Then I'll change it to another one?"

Lu Yan: "Is the goal to be able to change to someone who is so diligent?"

Gu Qi propped his chin with one hand and looked at Lu Yan: "The core goal is to bite it, and it will not change. The small goals must be coordinated."

Lu Yan's face became hot when Gu Qi deliberately suppressed the word "bite".

After glaring at him, he lowered his head to write the paper.

Lu Yan didn't write anything on the piece of paper Zhou Yi gave him.

Did not write, but does not mean no.

Just can't put it on paper, that's all.

Take the exam well.

Be well with Gu Qi...together.

Lu Yan couldn't think of any more general words, if he had to sum it up, maybe the only word was "Gu Qi".

"Forgot, there is one more thing to mention by the way, everyone should have heard the news."

Zhou Yi bowed his head and glanced at the workbook: "The city high school sports meeting will be held in our school this year. It is tentatively scheduled for October. After the National Day holiday, the opening ceremony on Friday and the closing ceremony on Sunday afternoon are expected to take about three days."

Before Lao Zhou finished speaking, there were several cheers from below.

They had indeed heard the news a long time ago. After all, the momentum was not small, and it was impossible not to hear it if they wanted to.

Basically the following information.

On the days of the city high school sports meeting, the school was open.

A total of 31 schools, each school a delegation.

During the self-study time in the evenings these days, they can all see the students in the first and second grades rehearsing the phalanx performance on the playground.

The most important thing is, it is said that in order to fill the grandstand seats at the opening ceremony and facilitate management, the heads of their seniors are also counted in it.

Although they were not interested in the opening ceremony, they were happy with the morning they had earned for nothing.

But the next second, when Zhou Yi spoke again, they knew that they were happy too early.

"During the days of the sports meeting, there were people coming and going in the school, and it was also noisy. I know you can't calm down, so..." Zhou Yi paused.

This soul pause made those who were bowing their heads and chatting, their hearts tightened, and they all raised their heads in unison.

"Did Lao Zhou specifically mention the National Day holiday just now?" Zhu Rui responded quickly.

Xu Letian wanted Zhu Rui to stop his crow's mouth, but it was already too late.

Zhou Yi: "Friday and Saturday will be changed to self-study, and the National Day holiday will be reduced by one and a half days to make up the progress."

Before Class Ninth had time to pat the table, at almost the same time, Class Eight heard a burst of booing first.

Come to think of it, they all said the same thing.

"Teacher, don't be so cruel. Isn't there only four days of vacation? One and a half days less?" Zhu Rui was discouraged and lay down on the table.

"It's the third year of high school, don't think about taking more vacations. The school originally arranged to reduce the two days, but now the reduction is one and a half days. I have already won it for you." Zhou Yi smiled.

"Okay, don't make a fool of yourself, this time is a special situation, just treat it as a refresher." Zhou Yi was not in a hurry.

"Teacher is with you, let's get through it all."

Hearing this, although everyone is still not happy, but somewhat slowed down.

Also, no one wants to take up vacation time, they do, and so do the teachers.

They are all with me.

The leaves of the wilted young seedlings were about to unfold, but Zhou Yi took a sip of tea slowly as if on purpose, and added: "In the future, the holidays will only become less and less each time, so we should adapt in advance."

Now, the table that Class Nine hadn't photographed, finally started to photograph it.

"Teacher, this is not authentic!"

"Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to the truth?!"

When Zhou Yi laughed, they realized that Lao Zhou really did it on purpose.

This time, the indignation about the shortened vacation really changed.

Noisy and noisy, also followed laughing.

"Forget it, one and a half days have been subtracted from four days, and there are still two and a half days left." Lin Ji stretched.

"In fact, two and a half days is not bad, and I seriously doubt that even if there is no such sports meeting, a four-day vacation is impossible. I remember that the last senior year seemed to be full of calculations and only three days were given." Zhu Rui said.

Xu Letian raised his hand: "Teacher, are we going to participate in the opening ceremony of the sports meeting on Friday?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Yes."

After Zhou Yi left, the discussion started again in the classroom.

"Brother, you and Brother Qi had better remember to wear a hat or something that day." Zheng Yi made a special reminder.

Lu Yan: "?"

Lin Ji put his hand on Zheng Yi's shoulder, and pushed it to the side, revealing more than half of his head from behind Zheng Yi: "The physical education teacher said that this city's sports meeting will be filmed and broadcast live."

Lu Yan was puzzled.

What does that have to do with whether they wear hats or not?

"The shots are excellent. I don't know whether they were scouted in advance or found on the spot. Anyway, every time I pick some people who are particularly photogenic, and then give a few close-up shots. In private, there are some best shots every year. Anyway, no matter how lively it is, I think if we really want to shoot this year, it must be the two of you." Lin Jisha said matter-of-factly.

Sun Yumeng just came over to send out the dictation in Chinese, and he listened attentively.

When handing over Lu Yan's notebook, he nodded: "It's true, Brother Yan, you may not have paid attention to this, so you don't know."

"The effect is very good, especially when the shot is made on the big screen in the stadium, it can really be seen by the whole audience."

Hearing this, Zhu Rui clapped his hands suddenly: "Yes, I remember the year before last or last year. I took a picture of a senior girl who took an art exam in No. [-] Middle School. It seemed that she was learning dance. She smiled at the camera and compared her Scissorhands, the atmosphere suddenly improved."

"Well, that's it, so it happens every year, like a repertoire." Sun Yumeng smiled.

"It's said that it's quite a face-saving thing to pick a school for a close-up shot, but this year it's probably all about us."

"Then why are Brother Yan and Brother Qi wearing hats? They definitely shouldn't be wearing them. Why do we wear hats on the face of No. [-] Middle School?" Xu Letian said immediately.

Zhu Rui squeezed Xu Letian's mouth: "I just said what happened to the media equipment and projection screen on the school's rostrum. Is it because of this?"

Sun Yumeng: "The sports meeting should not be too shabby in our school, and some funds have been allocated, and the rostrum will be installed, anyway, it will be used in the future."

Sun Yumeng shrugged: "I heard what Lao Zeng said in the office, and the school leaders seemed quite happy, saying that the hundred-day oath is just in use, the equipment is good, and we can make it more grand."

Chen Qi came over: "They are not happy about this set of equipment, they expect us to do well in this year's college entrance examination, so they built up their momentum in advance."

Chen Qi tilted his head and looked at "the hope of this year": "Brother Yan, Brother Qi, you guys agree."

After speaking, without waiting for the "hopes of the 109th class" to reply to her, he ran away playing with Sun Yumeng.

Gu Qi felt that Zheng Yi's reminder was necessary.

Not afraid of any lens, but afraid of the sun.

Lu Yan's skin is too soft, it can turn red in a short while, let alone in the morning.

--

When returning to the dormitory at night, Lu Yan had just said "go to bed early" to Gu Qi on the stairs.

Twenty minutes later, after Lu Yan took a shower, Gu Qi appeared at the door as soon as the papers to be done tonight were placed on the table.

He was wearing a black T-shirt and black pants, and there was still a little water on the end of his hair.

"There are cockroaches in the dormitory, I'm afraid, I can't sleep, come here and beg for shelter."

Gu Qi leaned against the door with a smile on his face, showing no sign of "fear" at all.

Lu Yan: "...cockroaches?"

Gu Qi: "Yes."

"Ping-pong balls are so big, they can fly."

Lu Yan: "..."

"Don't believe me?" Gu Qi opened the door, and there were a few faint cries in the corridor.

Lu Yan heard the yelling loudly, and was about to go out to have a look, but was taken into his arms by Gu Qi, walked in, and then closed the door and locked it with his hands.

"Don't fly in." Gu Qi said seriously.

Lu Yan: "..."

This time Lu Yan learned his lesson, and deliberately sat across a table.

So as not to learn anything...other things go up.

Two people each have a paper, and the questions are considered serious.

When Lu Yan's phone vibrated for the fifth time, Gu Qi finally put down his pen: "Whose message?"

Lu Yan replied, "Lin Nan."

Gu Qi: "What did you say?"

Lu Yan: "On the day of the sports meeting, he might join the team and ask if there is time to meet."

"Lin Nan is a sports student?" In this sports meeting, the team members are usually substitutes.

Lu Yan: "No, take pictures with the team."

"He knows this?" Gu Qi had never heard Lin Nan mention it, nor Lu Yan.

"I know a little bit, I should just find an excuse to leave school." Although Lu Yan didn't know how Lin Nan asked the teacher for the leave note, and how he followed the team.

Lu Yan thought for a while: "There are two sports students in the class, we should be with them."

After Lu Yan finished speaking, he didn't hear Gu Qi's answer for a long time.

Turning his head, Gu Qi was looking at him.

Lu Yan: "What's wrong?"

Gu Qi's voice was calm: "Have a good relationship with Lin Nan?"

Lu Yan paused.

Gu Qi: "I wanted to ask a long time ago, how did he trick you into going there?"

Lu Yan: "?"

Gu Qi pushed the pen and paper on the table away, and moved the chair between the two of them to the side.

It wasn't until the two of them got very close that their knees were touching that they stopped moving.

"When we met for the first time, it was at the barbecue stand."

"You didn't eat much, basically he was eating."

Gu Qiwei leaned over: "I don't like that kind of place, but he is going, so I went with him, right?"

When Gu Qi leaned over and pushed his knee lightly, Lu Yan was basically trapped in Gu Qi's territory, and he couldn't retreat.

Lu Yan didn't bother to think about it.

Because he always felt that Gu Qi's tone...was a little wronged.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

Just as Lu Yan was about to ask, Gu Qi said softly, "Well, I'm jealous."

Lu Yan: "..."

He hasn't asked yet.

Lu Yan thought for a while, Lin Nan and Shang Qingbei actually have quite similar temperaments.

It's just a little more in one word and a little less in one word.

The opportunity to meet these two people is also similar.

One fell on the road and accompanied him to the hospital.

One was taken into the alley and accompanied him to the police station.

Seeing that Lu Yan was really thinking seriously, Gu Qi stopped with a smile.

He said this not to know the answer.

Because he already knew the answer.

His little boyfriend looked cold-tempered, but in fact he was extremely soft-hearted, and the most unbearable thing was Lin Nan and Shang Qingbei's temper.

I can't stand a bit of bitterness.

So that time, Erhai only said that he had a headache, but he could be coaxed and held and hugged.

Gu Qi is very clear.

But this didn't make him jealous.

By the way, take advantage of it in the name of "jealousy".

"I'm tired of being jealous, give me a hug."

For the first time, Gu Qi asked, "Would you like to give me a hug?"

Lu Yan was still caught in Gu Qi's suddenly softening tone, he didn't come out, so he didn't hide.

Not only let him hug, but also raised his hand in response.

Immediately afterwards, I hugged for a short time.

Gu Qi tilted his head in an embracing posture, and the tip of his lips brushed against Lu Yan's earlobe.

The tips of his ears suddenly heated up, and Gu Qi deliberately smiled lightly against his ears.

"Why are you so obedient?"

The author has something to say: Today, today, I would like to quietly ask for a pre-acquisition of the entertainment biscuit "After Detonating Hot Searches"!Interested babies can poke the duck! (360° rotation and big bow!)

The copy is as follows:

On the second day after Wen Nian accidentally became popular because of an "airport map", he was picked up by the director, and was inserted into a talent show called "The Second Summer" as a gadget person.

On the day the official promotional photo was released, Wen Nian sparked a trending search with the topic of #Wen Nianwho#.

Without him, "Second Summer", which won the title of "Most Anticipated Variety Show of the Year" with just a list of reserve players, also has a well-known alias, "Summer of the Second Generation".

The contestants are either the rich second generation, or the second generation star, or the kind with their own fans, traffic, and topics, which can be called the metamorphosis of the second generation.

Everyone: "Wen Nian? Who? That's outrageous!"

until the show airs.

#暖年案子鼓#、#阳年全星运动会#

#阳年三术组织十环# and other topics once again detonated hot searches.

Who knew that the gadgets that the program crew used to deal with the restriction of "must have amateur shots" to fill up the numbers on the spot were all the "second generations" who were vying to... grab it.

The audience is really fragrant, the ratings are breaking records, and the CP is messing around.

The hottest one is "Your Notes for a Good Year" written by Wen Nian, a gadget maker, and Shen Huaijing, a producer mentor specially invited by the program team.

Later, on the eve of the red carpet one day, a group of artists gathered at the hotel.

There was a sudden heavy rain, and the door was in a mess.

The hotel immediately prepared umbrellas and handed them over to the artist teams waiting at the door.

Wen Nian and Shen Huaijing's cars arrived one after the other.

The moment the car stopped, Shen Huaijing's team immediately went to pick it up with an umbrella.

Everyone: Look, this is the resilience and speed of the gold medal team, look...huh? ! ! !

Why did Mr. Shen's manager's first reaction was to rush towards my cub?

Then, more photos came out.

In a Reuters picture of the set, Mrs. Shen's assistant had a down jacket in his hand. The next day, this down jacket was worn on Wen Nian.

There was another fan siege, and the security team who sent Wen Nian out of the hotel,

Surprisingly, there is Teacher Shen's bodyguard.

Fans: After so many years of candy, this is the first time that people around me protect their sweetheart first. Who dares to say that "a good year" is not true? !

All the second generations: I am tired of this love.

grateful! ! ! ! !