Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script
Chapter 8 What a coincidence
"Go quickly." Seeing his persistent appearance, Yu Huai seemed to have the intention of asking Song Shicheng to change seats with him, so he followed Zheng Qianqian to persuade him.
At this time, Zhou Yangshen, as long as he asks, he will definitely agree.
as predicted.
Zhou Yang listened deeply to this, and secretly glared at Song Shicheng who didn't give him a wink. His Junyi face was a bit unwilling, and finally got out of the car a second before the driver was about to drive.
The buses started moving one after another according to the order of the classes.
([-]) The car in class takes the lead and drives at the front.
"Do you sit outside or inside?"
Song Shicheng sat up straight, and put the schoolbag sitting next to him on his lap.
"I'm free."
Yu Huai glanced at the bulging schoolbag on his lap strangely.
"Sit outside, the view is better by the window." Song Shicheng suggested.
Song Shicheng half got up and moved to a position near the aisle, retracting his slender legs.
"Come in."
If Hou Zheng hadn't given him a small science class about Ivy League bullies, Yu Huai might have thought that Song Shicheng was an enthusiastic classmate who loved to fight.
However, Hou Zheng, who was afraid that Yu Huai would be led astray and didn't study hard, actively gave Yu Huai popular science.
In fact, enthusiasm is not quite right.
Yu Huai thought for a while, should he use the word attentive?
"You don't like being by the window?"
When he got in the car, Song Shicheng was sitting by the window.
Song Shicheng gave a soft 'um' and added.
"I'm going to bed, the place by the window is too bright."
Forget it, Yu Huai swallowed his doubts and scrutiny back.
There was nothing worth thinking about about him now.
Song Shicheng was so attentive to him, probably because he was afraid that he would not pay back the money he owed.
Every summer, Qingteng High School organizes a summer camp for students who are about to enter the third grade and prepare for the college entrance examination, and the places they go to are different every year.
The destination of the bus this time is in the province, which is Changjia Island, a national 5A-level tourist attraction.
The students were chattering about the summer camp, booing and singing with youthful vigor.
It was only after halfway through the bus that the inside of the car slowly quietened down.
Yu Huai sighed softly, and his slightly frowned brows relaxed.
Finally, I can sleep peacefully for a while.
In a blink of an eye, Song Shicheng really did what he said when he set off, he closed his eyes early and dreamed of Duke Zhou.
He also turned his head, adjusted a comfortable sitting posture, stared at the scenery flashing by outside the window, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After a while, Song Shicheng opened his eyes.
As soon as the body moved, the back seat was dyed with yellow hair, and Mo Yi, who was holding a mobile phone and playing games, stretched out his head.
"Old Song, take me..."
Song Shicheng put his index finger in front of his mouth, making a gesture of silence.
Mo Yi immediately stopped speaking.
He opened his mouth wide, lip synch with Song Shicheng.
'What's wrong? '
Song Shicheng stuck his head back when he poked it over to see people.
He turned around and said, "It's so noisy, be quiet."
After Song Shicheng finished speaking, he looked at Yu Huai cautiously, and felt relieved when he saw that he was still awake.
At this time, the bus bumped a bit, and seeing Yu Huai's head was about to hit the window, Song Shicheng quickly stretched out his palm against the glass window.
In the next second, Yu Huai's forehead hit his palm.
The soft hair and the warm touch on the forehead made Song Shicheng's heart beat for a moment.
Song Shicheng supported Yu Huai's head on his shoulder with the gentlest strength in his life.
The scent of soap on the boy's body was clear and crisp, lingering at the tip of Song Shicheng's nose.
However, he can't act rashly, the boy is like a frightened, sensitive and timid rabbit, and it's not his yet, so he can only greedily breathe the breath that belongs to the rabbit.
Recalling the young man's attitude towards Zhou Yangshen, Song Shicheng suddenly felt that he might still have a chance.
Kyoto time, three o'clock in the afternoon.
The bus finally stopped.
"Students, call the classmates who are sleeping beside you, they have arrived at their destination."
"After getting off the bus, line up and gather at the teacher who leads the team. The class leader is responsible for counting the number of people in each class." The teacher wearing a little red hat shuttled between each bus and explained it over and over again through the loudspeaker.
"It's Lao Du leading the team!"
Seeing the head teacher of his own class, the group of top students in class ([-]) finally broke away from the sleepy and quiet atmosphere, and greeted Du Guoqiang.
"Old Du, what activities do we have these days?"
"Are we going to go to the island by boat?"
"Teacher, can you let us move freely to buy a swimming lap, and we saw the sea when we were in the car just now."
"Old Du, what are these tents for? It's not for us to set up tents to sleep, right?"
After all the students participating in the summer camp in each class were in place, Du Guoqiang raised his hand and pressed down to signal silence.
As the head teacher of class ([-]) where the top students gathered, and the leader of this grade, Du Guoqiang's prestige in the whole grade is still very good.
He didn't announce until the excited voices stopped.
"Students, welcome to the 12th English Summer Camp. I understand everyone's excitement and can't wait. Regarding some questions that students are very concerned about, I will answer you after entering the island. Stay safe and don't be impatient. Don't be impatient."
The students wailed all over the place.
"Now the boys come to carry the tents and then board the boat in batches."
The summer is scorching, although the sea breeze blows away some of the heat, but the scorching sun on the skin is still very uncomfortable.
Most people are not used to taking a boat, and after sitting in a car for a long time, they start to feel a little sluggish after getting on the boat.
Yu Huai leaned on the seat with folded arms, staring at the sea in a daze.
Song Shicheng stared at him for a long time, from the soft hair dancing in the wind, the white and full forehead, the high nose bridge, to the slightly pursed red lips.
Song Shicheng took out the anti-sickness stickers from his schoolbag, stood there, hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk over.
Zhou Yangshen squeezed to Yu Huai's side.
"Yu Huai, they all guessed that they might let us set up a tent for camping at night. This tent can sleep several people at first glance, or the two of us will live together."
Zhou Yangshen's voice floated intermittently with the sea breeze.
Song Shicheng's body paused on the spot for two seconds, his fingers clenched the box of the anti-sick stickers, and he slowly sat back to his original position.
When Song Shicheng controlled himself not to look at them, Yu Huai casually glanced in his direction with downcast eyes, before answering Zhou Yang with a deep voice.
"Okay."
Anyway, after going ashore later, the people who live in each tent will be decided by lottery.
After all the staff went ashore, Du Guoqiang distributed the summer camp arrangements printed on paper and informed the purpose of the tents.
"For the fun of the activity, we will draw lots to determine your roommate during the three days of camping. In the next three days, you will form a solidarity and mutual support group, and all activities will be carried out in groups."
"Of course, you don't need to worry too much. The school will not arrange any exams for the first three days."
"What tent number did you draw?" Zhou Yang looked at Yu Huai nervously after reading the note he had drawn.
Obviously Yu Huai didn't care about his mood, and said casually after taking it apart.
"Not like you, Number 7."
"Let's find Duan Chang to tune us in." Zhou Yang said deeply.
Yu Huai stopped his movements.
"Let's find your roommate or my roommate to mediate in private, don't bother Lao Du."
Du Guoqiang has always been partial to the students in his own class. Zhou Yangshen probably would not agree to mediate when he went, but Yu Huai went.
Zhou Yang went back to the drawn tent and waited for his roommate.
Yu Huai walked to the front of tent No. 7.
"What a coincidence." Song Shicheng's eyes flashed with joy.
Yu Huai nodded.
There was one person standing beside Song Shicheng, and no accident, it was the third person who lived in tent No. 7.
"Hello, Jiang Song."
"Yu Huai." Yu Huai said his name as a greeting.
"Hey, I know you, Old Song Tiantian..."
Song Shicheng glanced at him lightly, and Jiang Song immediately understood.
"Lao Song told me a few days ago that he made friends with the bully from class ([-])."
Jiang Song is a little shorter than Yu Huai, and he can speak well. He is a very talkative literary youth.
In just a few words, he revealed all his interests and hobbies. During the conversation, Yu Huai already knew that he likes to take pictures, play the guitar, and keep pets.
Oh, right.
He also knew about the summer camp activities this time. Jiang Song brought half a suitcase full of hats, and planned to match hats with different clothes every day.
"Do you want to know what Lao Song brought?" Jiang Song whispered in Yu Huai's ear very gossipingly under Song Shicheng's warning gaze.
Yu Huai's always smiling appearance faded, and he took half a step back.
I'm not used to being so close to people I just met.
Jiang Song's nerves are relatively thick, and he didn't find anything unusual, so he said to himself.
"He..."
Song Shicheng squeezed his fist and made a cracking sound.
"Jiang Song."
Jiang Song shook his body and slid around to Yu Huai's side.
"Leave him alone. He's just like this, his skin itches." Song Shicheng stood on the other side of Yu Huai, keeping a suitable distance from Yu Huai.
Yu Huai nodded, expressing his understanding.
"Let's set up the tent first, we will gather again in an hour."
The tent was halfway, Zhou Yangshen walked over with an ugly expression.
"The two of them don't want to change. What about your side?"
Yu Huai shook his head.
"The two of them know each other, so they probably don't want to separate."
Zhou Yang followed his gaze and saw Song Shicheng and Jiang Song who were talking and laughing.
For some reason, seeing Song Shicheng frequently appearing beside Yu Huai, Zhou Yangshen suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
However, every time I feel this sense of crisis, I feel that I think too much. After all, not everyone is gay.
"Let's find Du Guoqiang." Zhou Yang said persistently.
"Anyway, it's only three days. After three days, you can choose to stay in a hotel voluntarily. Let's live in it first."
Yu Huai was also very insistent on not bothering Du Guoqiang, so Zhou Yangshen could only compromise.
At this time, a voice full of grievances came from behind Zhou Yangshen.
The person who came was Xu Sining.
Yu Huai raised his eyebrows.
"Student Zhou, come and help us set up the tent. Others are almost done, only we haven't started yet."
Zhou Yang looked deeply at the person who came, and vented on him the irritability of being rejected by Yu Huai, and said impatiently.
"You won't do it yourself first?"
"We read the tutorial in the manual, but we still don't know much about it." Xu Sining looked aggrieved and embarrassed.
At this time, Zhou Yangshen, as long as he asks, he will definitely agree.
as predicted.
Zhou Yang listened deeply to this, and secretly glared at Song Shicheng who didn't give him a wink. His Junyi face was a bit unwilling, and finally got out of the car a second before the driver was about to drive.
The buses started moving one after another according to the order of the classes.
([-]) The car in class takes the lead and drives at the front.
"Do you sit outside or inside?"
Song Shicheng sat up straight, and put the schoolbag sitting next to him on his lap.
"I'm free."
Yu Huai glanced at the bulging schoolbag on his lap strangely.
"Sit outside, the view is better by the window." Song Shicheng suggested.
Song Shicheng half got up and moved to a position near the aisle, retracting his slender legs.
"Come in."
If Hou Zheng hadn't given him a small science class about Ivy League bullies, Yu Huai might have thought that Song Shicheng was an enthusiastic classmate who loved to fight.
However, Hou Zheng, who was afraid that Yu Huai would be led astray and didn't study hard, actively gave Yu Huai popular science.
In fact, enthusiasm is not quite right.
Yu Huai thought for a while, should he use the word attentive?
"You don't like being by the window?"
When he got in the car, Song Shicheng was sitting by the window.
Song Shicheng gave a soft 'um' and added.
"I'm going to bed, the place by the window is too bright."
Forget it, Yu Huai swallowed his doubts and scrutiny back.
There was nothing worth thinking about about him now.
Song Shicheng was so attentive to him, probably because he was afraid that he would not pay back the money he owed.
Every summer, Qingteng High School organizes a summer camp for students who are about to enter the third grade and prepare for the college entrance examination, and the places they go to are different every year.
The destination of the bus this time is in the province, which is Changjia Island, a national 5A-level tourist attraction.
The students were chattering about the summer camp, booing and singing with youthful vigor.
It was only after halfway through the bus that the inside of the car slowly quietened down.
Yu Huai sighed softly, and his slightly frowned brows relaxed.
Finally, I can sleep peacefully for a while.
In a blink of an eye, Song Shicheng really did what he said when he set off, he closed his eyes early and dreamed of Duke Zhou.
He also turned his head, adjusted a comfortable sitting posture, stared at the scenery flashing by outside the window, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After a while, Song Shicheng opened his eyes.
As soon as the body moved, the back seat was dyed with yellow hair, and Mo Yi, who was holding a mobile phone and playing games, stretched out his head.
"Old Song, take me..."
Song Shicheng put his index finger in front of his mouth, making a gesture of silence.
Mo Yi immediately stopped speaking.
He opened his mouth wide, lip synch with Song Shicheng.
'What's wrong? '
Song Shicheng stuck his head back when he poked it over to see people.
He turned around and said, "It's so noisy, be quiet."
After Song Shicheng finished speaking, he looked at Yu Huai cautiously, and felt relieved when he saw that he was still awake.
At this time, the bus bumped a bit, and seeing Yu Huai's head was about to hit the window, Song Shicheng quickly stretched out his palm against the glass window.
In the next second, Yu Huai's forehead hit his palm.
The soft hair and the warm touch on the forehead made Song Shicheng's heart beat for a moment.
Song Shicheng supported Yu Huai's head on his shoulder with the gentlest strength in his life.
The scent of soap on the boy's body was clear and crisp, lingering at the tip of Song Shicheng's nose.
However, he can't act rashly, the boy is like a frightened, sensitive and timid rabbit, and it's not his yet, so he can only greedily breathe the breath that belongs to the rabbit.
Recalling the young man's attitude towards Zhou Yangshen, Song Shicheng suddenly felt that he might still have a chance.
Kyoto time, three o'clock in the afternoon.
The bus finally stopped.
"Students, call the classmates who are sleeping beside you, they have arrived at their destination."
"After getting off the bus, line up and gather at the teacher who leads the team. The class leader is responsible for counting the number of people in each class." The teacher wearing a little red hat shuttled between each bus and explained it over and over again through the loudspeaker.
"It's Lao Du leading the team!"
Seeing the head teacher of his own class, the group of top students in class ([-]) finally broke away from the sleepy and quiet atmosphere, and greeted Du Guoqiang.
"Old Du, what activities do we have these days?"
"Are we going to go to the island by boat?"
"Teacher, can you let us move freely to buy a swimming lap, and we saw the sea when we were in the car just now."
"Old Du, what are these tents for? It's not for us to set up tents to sleep, right?"
After all the students participating in the summer camp in each class were in place, Du Guoqiang raised his hand and pressed down to signal silence.
As the head teacher of class ([-]) where the top students gathered, and the leader of this grade, Du Guoqiang's prestige in the whole grade is still very good.
He didn't announce until the excited voices stopped.
"Students, welcome to the 12th English Summer Camp. I understand everyone's excitement and can't wait. Regarding some questions that students are very concerned about, I will answer you after entering the island. Stay safe and don't be impatient. Don't be impatient."
The students wailed all over the place.
"Now the boys come to carry the tents and then board the boat in batches."
The summer is scorching, although the sea breeze blows away some of the heat, but the scorching sun on the skin is still very uncomfortable.
Most people are not used to taking a boat, and after sitting in a car for a long time, they start to feel a little sluggish after getting on the boat.
Yu Huai leaned on the seat with folded arms, staring at the sea in a daze.
Song Shicheng stared at him for a long time, from the soft hair dancing in the wind, the white and full forehead, the high nose bridge, to the slightly pursed red lips.
Song Shicheng took out the anti-sickness stickers from his schoolbag, stood there, hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk over.
Zhou Yangshen squeezed to Yu Huai's side.
"Yu Huai, they all guessed that they might let us set up a tent for camping at night. This tent can sleep several people at first glance, or the two of us will live together."
Zhou Yangshen's voice floated intermittently with the sea breeze.
Song Shicheng's body paused on the spot for two seconds, his fingers clenched the box of the anti-sick stickers, and he slowly sat back to his original position.
When Song Shicheng controlled himself not to look at them, Yu Huai casually glanced in his direction with downcast eyes, before answering Zhou Yang with a deep voice.
"Okay."
Anyway, after going ashore later, the people who live in each tent will be decided by lottery.
After all the staff went ashore, Du Guoqiang distributed the summer camp arrangements printed on paper and informed the purpose of the tents.
"For the fun of the activity, we will draw lots to determine your roommate during the three days of camping. In the next three days, you will form a solidarity and mutual support group, and all activities will be carried out in groups."
"Of course, you don't need to worry too much. The school will not arrange any exams for the first three days."
"What tent number did you draw?" Zhou Yang looked at Yu Huai nervously after reading the note he had drawn.
Obviously Yu Huai didn't care about his mood, and said casually after taking it apart.
"Not like you, Number 7."
"Let's find Duan Chang to tune us in." Zhou Yang said deeply.
Yu Huai stopped his movements.
"Let's find your roommate or my roommate to mediate in private, don't bother Lao Du."
Du Guoqiang has always been partial to the students in his own class. Zhou Yangshen probably would not agree to mediate when he went, but Yu Huai went.
Zhou Yang went back to the drawn tent and waited for his roommate.
Yu Huai walked to the front of tent No. 7.
"What a coincidence." Song Shicheng's eyes flashed with joy.
Yu Huai nodded.
There was one person standing beside Song Shicheng, and no accident, it was the third person who lived in tent No. 7.
"Hello, Jiang Song."
"Yu Huai." Yu Huai said his name as a greeting.
"Hey, I know you, Old Song Tiantian..."
Song Shicheng glanced at him lightly, and Jiang Song immediately understood.
"Lao Song told me a few days ago that he made friends with the bully from class ([-])."
Jiang Song is a little shorter than Yu Huai, and he can speak well. He is a very talkative literary youth.
In just a few words, he revealed all his interests and hobbies. During the conversation, Yu Huai already knew that he likes to take pictures, play the guitar, and keep pets.
Oh, right.
He also knew about the summer camp activities this time. Jiang Song brought half a suitcase full of hats, and planned to match hats with different clothes every day.
"Do you want to know what Lao Song brought?" Jiang Song whispered in Yu Huai's ear very gossipingly under Song Shicheng's warning gaze.
Yu Huai's always smiling appearance faded, and he took half a step back.
I'm not used to being so close to people I just met.
Jiang Song's nerves are relatively thick, and he didn't find anything unusual, so he said to himself.
"He..."
Song Shicheng squeezed his fist and made a cracking sound.
"Jiang Song."
Jiang Song shook his body and slid around to Yu Huai's side.
"Leave him alone. He's just like this, his skin itches." Song Shicheng stood on the other side of Yu Huai, keeping a suitable distance from Yu Huai.
Yu Huai nodded, expressing his understanding.
"Let's set up the tent first, we will gather again in an hour."
The tent was halfway, Zhou Yangshen walked over with an ugly expression.
"The two of them don't want to change. What about your side?"
Yu Huai shook his head.
"The two of them know each other, so they probably don't want to separate."
Zhou Yang followed his gaze and saw Song Shicheng and Jiang Song who were talking and laughing.
For some reason, seeing Song Shicheng frequently appearing beside Yu Huai, Zhou Yangshen suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
However, every time I feel this sense of crisis, I feel that I think too much. After all, not everyone is gay.
"Let's find Du Guoqiang." Zhou Yang said persistently.
"Anyway, it's only three days. After three days, you can choose to stay in a hotel voluntarily. Let's live in it first."
Yu Huai was also very insistent on not bothering Du Guoqiang, so Zhou Yangshen could only compromise.
At this time, a voice full of grievances came from behind Zhou Yangshen.
The person who came was Xu Sining.
Yu Huai raised his eyebrows.
"Student Zhou, come and help us set up the tent. Others are almost done, only we haven't started yet."
Zhou Yang looked deeply at the person who came, and vented on him the irritability of being rejected by Yu Huai, and said impatiently.
"You won't do it yourself first?"
"We read the tutorial in the manual, but we still don't know much about it." Xu Sining looked aggrieved and embarrassed.
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