Years Know Long Summer

After the second semester of high school starts, everyone is busier than before.

Lin Zhixia was going to participate in the competition, Sun Mingzhu and the others had to catch up with the class, and Sheng Lang was preparing for the National Games in September this year, and devoted himself to intense and intensive training.

The first selection contest that Lin Zhixia participated in was in March, not long after the start of school.

As a student with rich competition experience and confidence in her level, Lin Zhixia was not nervous.

The day before the competition, Sheng Lang took Lin Zhixia to a commercial street near the school, covered his eyes mysteriously, even covered his eyes with a tie, and led him forward.

"At this age, why are you still playing hide-and-seek with me?" Lin Zhixia muttered, "I can guess what you want to show me, so can't you just order it?"

"This is called a sense of ritual, why can't you cooperate?" Sheng Lang said, "Okay, here we are. This is enough for you to see."

The blindfolded tie was taken off, and Lin Zhixia blinked for a while before her eyes adjusted to the broad daylight.

In front of them, a tall shop window was covered by a huge poster.

In the poster, the handsome boy is looking straight ahead and running with big strides.His athletic and perfect body was wrapped in sportswear, with piercing blue eyes, tough and sharp facial features, full of wildness, as if he could rush out of the poster at any time and throw people down.

Sheng Lang leaned closer to Lin Zhixia's ear, his breath brushing the hair beside his ear: "Look——"

Sheng Lang's posters are everywhere.

"Ruifeng" is promoting new spring clothes, on the door and window of the store, on the street light sign on the commercial street, on the stand sign on the street...all are Sheng Lang!

Wearing the sportswear of the main style, whether running or jumping, youthful and fit, full of vigor, and a sharp breath rushing towards the face, making people's heart and soul agitated, and they can't move their eyes away.

"How is it?" Sheng Lang bared his small fangs.

What he was wearing at the moment was "Sharp Wind"'s spring casual jacket.Vice President Wang also sponsored several sets of spring and autumn clothes for him to wear more in school.

Sheng Lang never pays much attention to his clothes on weekdays, he is a school uniform when he goes to school, and he is a street vendor during holidays.

"Ruifeng"'s clothes are not well-known, but they are fashionable and youthful. The neatly cut coat embellishes Sheng Lang's figure, giving him a whole new look.

The rusticity and gloom from a place like Yong'an were swept away, and the sun was attached to him. At this moment, Sheng Lang looked like a well-born, carefree urban boy.

They only stood on the side of the road for a while, and many passers-by turned their heads to look at Sheng Lang with amazement.

Lin Zhixia stared at Sheng Lang's glowing face, and couldn't help but ask, "You like this feeling very much, don't you?"

"It's not bad." Sheng Lang nodded earnestly, "It's not that I'm in the limelight, but I think this business is not as boring as I thought before. It's quite free and creative. Oh, and it's very profitable!"

The wildness in this young man's bones makes him naturally close to freedom and unruly, unlike Lin Zhixia, who is full of yearning for the stability of following the rules.

Lin Zhixia was worried when she heard Sheng Lang's words: "But models are born to be young. When you get older, it's hard to take jobs."

Sheng Lang didn't take it seriously: "Aren't athletes also eating their youth food? In the future, they will change careers to do other things. Well, I don't plan to change careers. What are you talking about? Let's go, let's go shopping in the store!"

In the "Ruifeng" shop, the shop assistants saw that it was the model himself, they rushed up and took photos with Sheng Lang.

In fact, Zhang Dylan has more posters than Sheng Lang, but they are far less conspicuous than Sheng Lang.

Especially in the group photo of the two of them, Sheng Lang was still standing behind Zhang Dilun, imposing, making Zhang Dilun, who was half a head shorter than him, look like a children's clothing model.

Sheng Lang and Lin Zhixia took a group photo in front of the largest and most beautiful poster, and then returned to school with a stack of posters from Sheng Lang sent by the young lady.

"What do I want this for?" Lin Zhixia was confused, "I can't make drafts, and I can't wipe my butt. My desk doesn't shake."

"You can still stick it on the wall and watch it every day!" Sheng Lang was not happy.

"It's your stationery box again, and your poster again, making me look like an idiot. Why don't you collect my photos?"

Sheng Lang took out his phone and showed the screen saver to Lin Zhixia: "Here!"

In the screen saver, there is a photo of Lin Zhixia wearing the uniform of a flag-raiser, her face is a bit blurred under the strong light, but she looks even more handsome because of the haze.

One look at the photography technique and you can tell that it wasn't from Sheng Lang's hands, it was probably a photo saved from a place like the "Wall of Gods".

Sheng Lang said aggrievedly: "I've been using this screen saver for a long time, but you didn't notice it. You don't care about me at all!"

Lin Zhixia laughed, and rubbed Sheng Lang's head: "Honey, I was wrong. Let's go, brother buy a bag to compensate you."

So he immediately took Sheng Lang to a bun shop in front of the school, and sold a large portion of fried buns for Sheng Lang to eat.

By the time Lin Zhixia successfully passed the first round of the competition, no one in the whole school knew that Sheng Lang had become a fashion model.

"Ruifeng" is a local cheap brand for young people. The students have bought their clothes more or less.The publicity of the new model is overwhelming, and Sheng Lang can be seen everywhere.

Sheng Lang's posters were also flying all over the campus, and many girls were holding one.

Not to mention that on Weibo and the space, places like the "confession wall" were once again massacred by messages from Sheng Lang's admirers.

Love letters, all kinds of sweets and snacks filled Sheng Lang's desk.On the wall of honor, Sheng Lang's photo was pasted so that he could hardly find his face.

The girls went to the swimming pool in groups to watch Sheng Lang swim and cheer for him.Later, because it was so noisy, the coach did not allow outsiders to come in and visit.

During that time, Lin Zhixia could feel more and more that the small space between him and Sheng Lang was being invaded by girls who came one after another.

The high school girls were not very timid, and most of them kept a distance, looking at Sheng Lang shyly and curiously.But there are always a small number of enthusiastic and bold girls who rush over with their sleeves rolled up.

Lin Zhixia was sitting in the classroom of the biology group, and the teacher was explaining the papers on the podium, but Lin Zhixia's eyes were always focused on the window.

Sheng Lang was standing by the window in the corridor, playing with the handheld with his head down, surrounded by several girls.

The girls didn't care about Sheng Lang's indifference, they all stared at him with red faces, talked and laughed, leaned forward, and rubbed against Sheng Lang intentionally or unintentionally...

"Are you jealous?" Ye Yunman suddenly said softly.

Lin Zhixia was startled and stared at Ye Yunman like a student caught cheating.

"Sheng Lang." Ye Yunman said, "You used to be surrounded by girls, but now it's him. You are no longer the little prince of the campus."

Lin Zhixia exhaled slowly, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back, and she was a little puzzled.

What am I guilty of?

Ye Yunman was obviously joking, and Lin Zhixia also unconvincedly said: "I am still surrounded by a group of girls. Those who like him and those who like me are two groups of people, there is no conflict."

"Yo, I've studied it." Ye Yunman smiled, "Just wait and see, there will definitely be more and more girls around Sheng Lang in the future."

"He has attracted bees and butterflies since he was a child." Lin Zhixia said with a dry smile.

"It's different." Ye Yunman shook his head, "Sheng Lang used to give people a very strong sense of distance. Girls liked him, but they didn't dare to approach him. Being a model has brought him closer to people. .”

"Because being a model is a very commercial act?" Lin Zhixia's thinking quickly matched Ye Yunman's, "This is a career that relies on appearance to gain fame and fortune, flashy and full of vanity, so everyone thinks that Sheng Lang has never passed. So unattainable?"

"You don't seem to like this industry very much." Ye Yunman said, "I have read reports that the modeling industry looks glamorous, but it is actually very hard work. Those who can get ahead are those with good professional quality and hard work, which is not what you think. so empty-handed white wolf."

Lin Zhixia looked at her friend outside the window.

Sheng Lang was against the light, his face was actually very blurry, but just by looking at his general figure and temperament, one could tell that he was quite a handsome boy.

Appearance and intelligence are the same, and they are both jobs rewarded by God.

If you can't make money with your face when you grow up like Sheng Lang, then what's the use of having a beautiful face in this prosperous age?

"I can't tell." Lin Zhixia said, "I'm just worried that the circle is too chaotic, and the little wolf will learn to be bad. Don't look at him pretending to be cool, but he is actually quite simple-minded and loves new and exciting things. "

"You sound like Sheng Lang's parent." Ye Yunman smiled straight, "Xiao Xia, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. You must have confidence in Sheng Lang."

Lin Zhixia couldn't laugh or cry.

During dinner, Lin Zhixia was still thinking about Ye Yunman's words. After eating two mouthfuls, she looked at Sheng Lang with a thoughtful expression.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Lang looked a little creepy at him, "What did I do wrong?"

"It's okay." Lin Zhixia shook her head, and asked casually, "Did your 'heart-eyed girl' read your poster? What did she say?"

Sheng Lang raised his eyebrows imperceptibly: "I like it very much! He also took a poster of me and pasted it in the dormitory, and he looks at it every day."

Lin Zhixia stopped chopping rice.

"So nasty? It seems that you have developed a good relationship with her recently."

"It's okay." Sheng Lang couldn't help but beam with joy, "We kissed a lot more than before. Not only can I hug him, but I almost kissed him a few times!"

Lin Zhixia swallowed hard the food in her mouth, so as to suppress the indescribable breath in her throat.

"It's almost kissing? Damn, you are so quiet, the progress is quite fast! This is basically the catch-up, right?"

"It's early." Sheng Lang said, "I haven't confessed, and I haven't kissed yet. We've been too busy recently, so we don't have much chance to cultivate our relationship."

"I've already hugged you, what more confession do you need?"

"It's different." Sheng Lang was very serious, "The atmosphere is wrong, it can't be counted, it can only be a temptation."

"Poverty is particular." Lin Zhixia smiled dryly, "You are really patient. Ever since I was a child, I have never seen you so patient with outsiders."

"He's not an outsider." Sheng Lang's voice was gentle but firm, "He's my favorite person."

Lin Zhixia lowered her head and picked out the scallions from the fried rice one by one.

"It's true...you forget your brother when you have a girl. I didn't ask you, and you didn't even think of telling me about it."

Sheng Lang said, "I didn't tell you because I thought you would feel uncomfortable."

Lin Zhixia suddenly raised her head and stared at Sheng Lang: "You...what are you talking about!"

"Oh, I'm in love, and you're still a bachelor. Isn't this because you're afraid that you're a little bit disappointed?" Sheng Lang explained solemnly, "If you're willing, then I'll report to you any progress I make with him in the future, whether it's successful or not." ? Holding hands today, hugging tomorrow, kissing the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..."

Lin Zhixia's face was already twitching.

"...the day after tomorrow they quarreled again." Sheng Lang smiled narrowly, "Hahahaha, what do you think I'm going to say? Are you thinking about pornography? Ouch..."

He was kicked by Lin Zhixia.

"Who cares about your progress? Do I gossip like that? Just don't forget to let me know when you get married later."

Sheng Lang's ears suddenly turned red again.

"Of course. If there is such a day, you will definitely come to my wedding..."

Time has entered April, which is the best time of the year for spring.

The plum blossom has not yet entered, the air is humid just right, the sun is clear but not blazing, and the wind is full of flowers.

Fresh green covered the whole city, and the students of No. [-] Middle School also took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light spring clothes.

On the Friday at the end of the month, Lin Zhixia and his three-person team had a small tradition. On this day, they would go to the hot pot restaurant in front of the school to have a toothbrush ceremony together.

After school, Lin Zhixia and Sun Mingzhu went to the stadium to find Sheng Lang.

The competition on the basketball court was fierce, and the stands beside the court were densely packed with girls.The blue color of the school uniforms of the junior high school and the high school is somewhat different, but the cheers and cheers of the girls are uniform.

Lin Zhixia and the others approached from a distance, only to hear bursts of shouts almost resounding throughout the campus.

"Sheng Lang—come on! Sheng Lang—will win!"

Approaching, just in time for halftime.A group of girls surrounded Sheng Lang to greet him, handing water and towels.

Sheng Lang still had a cold face towards the girls.

This cold face may have driven people away in the past, but since the posters spread all over the sky, it only made the girls think that he was 360-degree cool and domineering, and Su De's heart trembled.

The more Sheng Lang ignored them, the more they got better.

Sun Mingzhu laughed: "What's this called? It's called 'When one Yang Susu falls down, tens of thousands of Yang Susu stand up!' Not only did they stand up, but they also set up a so-called 'support club'."

Lin Zhixia burst out laughing: "Isn't that so?"

"Really." Sun Mingzhu raised her chin towards the sidelines, "They are still highly ranked. Those who are standing next to Sheng Lang, did you see that? Only a few of them are qualified to approach Sheng Lang, similar to fans. Don't If the girls want to deliver water or things, they have to go through them. It's called 'inspection'. I don't know if they are afraid that someone will poison Sheng Lang or drug them."

"Is it necessary?" Lin Zhixia was puzzled, "Sheng Lang is just a high school student with a little reputation."

"Because it is rumored on the Internet that Sheng Lang has signed a contract with a brokerage company and is about to make his debut!" Sun Mingzhu said, "It is also said that he is a model this time, which is actually the first announcement, and he crushed Zhang Dylan on the spot. I see, this group The girl is so enthusiastic because she wants to catch up with the big stars before they become popular."

"Still following the dragon." Lin Zhixia sneered, "It's purely because there are too few papers to spare."

Lin Zhixia and Sun Mingzhu sat down in a corner of the stand.

After sitting down, Sun Mingzhu found out that the girl next to her was Yang Susu, who hadn't played many scenes recently.

Yang Susu still insisted on taking the little white flower route, but she couldn't resist rushing to tear up her rival with her bare hands like in the past.

She sat on the side weakly, frowning slightly, and looked at Sheng Lang in the crowd with sorrow in her eyes, and she couldn't shed tears.Seeing it, Sun Mingzhu almost wanted to order a song "The Song of Burying Flowers" for her.

Lin Zhixia and Sun Mingzhu looked at each other, and were about to change positions when Yang Susu suddenly spoke.

"Have you ever had such an experience? Obviously that person is right in front of your eyes, but you know that you will never get him."

Lin Zhixia and Sun Mingzhu got up with sweat on their foreheads at the same time, and moved a seat to the side.

Yang Susu rolled her eyes at them, and when she turned her head, the light rain turned clear on her face.

Sheng Lang ran over with his gaze for most of the time, without looking at Yang Susu, and habitually half-kneeled in front of Lin Zhixia.

"I still have the second half here, why don't you go and light it first?" Sheng Lang said, "Remember to order two brain roasts for me."

"What do you need to fix your brain?" Sun Mingzhu complained.

Sheng Lang stared at Lin Zhixia with a pair of bright blue eyes, hot sweat dripped down his neck, his sweatshirt was almost soaked, and his muscles were clearly defined.

He squatted in front of him with a cheerful smile, really like a big dog wagging its tail and exhaling.

Lin Zhixia tore off the towel hanging around Sheng Lang's neck, covered his face, and wiped his sweat.

Sheng Lang grabbed Lin Zhixia's hand, pressed it against his face, and rubbed his head vigorously in the towel, looking more like a big dog.

There was soft laughter from the group of girls in the stands.

"You're acting like a spoiled child to Lin Zhixia again..."

Sheng Lang finished wiping his sweat, but he still held Lin Zhixia's hand tightly.

"Sheng Lang!" A girl shouted, "The coach is looking for you."

"Go." Lin Zhixia pulled out her hand, which was covered with sweat, "Mingzhu and I will go there first."

Sheng Lang stared at Lin Zhixia, wagged his tail, and ran back happily.

The second half begins.Lin Zhixia and Sun Mingzhu left the stadium.

Not far away, Lin Zhixia was stopped by a voice from behind.

Two girls chased after them from the court, they were the backbone of Sheng Lang's "support club".

The two of them were also Yang Susu's key targets in the past.Now that Yang Susu has temporarily died down, these two occupy the C position, and this semester has been quite prosperous.

And unlike Yang Susu, Lin Zhixia could always feel that they had a little bit of resistance to her.

For example, at this moment, one of the two girls had "commander" written on their foreheads, and the other had "unkindness" written on their foreheads, and they came to the door blatantly.

Lin Zhixia has been puzzled by this for a long time.

Until today, these two girls finally solved Lin Zhixia's confusion.

"Lin Zhixia, we have something to discuss with you. We don't have any malicious intentions. Please forgive me if I offend you."

Oh, courtesy first, soldiers later.Lin Zhixia waited for the next article.

A girl said seriously: "We know that you and Sheng Lang are very good friends, but I hope you will limit yourself to selling him as corrupt."