his little candy

Gu Zheng was full of excitement when he was kicked by the chair by Han Che with a black face, and he was kicked upside down in an instant.

Gu Zheng got up from the ground, and leaned over excitedly: "What's the matter?"

Han Che frowned, the emotion on his face was a bit unnatural: "I'm three o'clock..."

Gu Zheng recognized the point of attack in an instant, and his stomach ached from laughing: "Ahahaha...ahhahaha..." In the end, he could only cover his stomach in pain and said: "Oh my god, hahaha, God Han, you are being blamed by others for this matter. Did you find it?"

Han Che glared at Gu Zheng, fearing that he would talk nonsense in the classroom with a loud voice, with a cold face and a serious tone: "Be careful."

After Han Che finished talking about Xu Jinyi and Song Guo's acquaintance, Gu Zheng touched his chin pretendingly, and said meaningfully: "Han God, why do I feel... Lin Qingxu, the older brother wants to fuck you, and the younger one wants to fuck you." Fuck your daughter-in-law. Your four-cornered love is simply a sinful relationship."

Han Che glanced at Gu Zheng, turned out the information book, and continued to study the questions.

Class A.

The class in the morning is very tight. After chemistry, there are two physics classes. After two nervous courses, fortunately, the fourth Chinese class is a one-week reading class.

Teacher Lu took the students of Class A to the library.

When Su Ruan passed by the book bar in front of the library, she picked up a magazine and carried it into the library.

The library was very quiet. Song Guo found a copy of "Culture of the Egyptian Empire" and sat down with Su Ruan.

"Xiao Guoguo, it was you who sent my QQ to Liang Shuxin?" Su Ruan turned over a page of the magazine, then remembered, and leaned over to ask.

Song Guo's gaze fell on the page intently, and she nodded without raising her head: "What's wrong? I've contacted you."

Su Ruan said distressedly: "Yes, ask me about participating in the draft. I haven't told my mother about it yet."

Song Guo was also troubled by Su Ruan's matter: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I haven't participated in formal training for several years." Su Ruan frowned and said, "You know a combination called 'Starry Sky Boys' that has become popular recently, right? He Muchen, the captain of the trio, used to be with I was a trainee in the same period of training. At the beginning, we were still very good friends. We trained in the same company from elementary school to junior high school. At that time, we both participated in the National Youth Street Dance Competition, but I won the championship and he failed. Later I quit The company, he has been insisting on it. If I didn't quit..."

As Su Ruan said, she lay on the table, unable to lift up her strength, her eyes were filled with the confusion and loss of a young man, her light brown curly hair was slightly fluffed up, like a lost and attractive little Teddy.

"Ruan Ruan, you still have a chance." Song Guo raised his head, looked at Su Ruan, and held Su Ruan's hand.

Su Ruan lowered her eyelashes slightly, rested her chin on her arm, turned her head, looked at Song Guo and said, "If I don't get the ideal ranking in this draft, isn't my life all over?"

"There are a lot of competitions for contestants every year. The ones selected are either popular and remembered as stars, or forgotten by others. They will always just post the name of a contestant. This draft is different from the previous ones. It is not only The competition system, and the four mentors are all first-line idols, with both traffic and strength. I have a hunch that this draft will be different. If you can really be selected, whether it is a solo debut or a group debut , always one step ahead. I want to stand on the highest stage in the world, sing for everyone, dance for everyone to see, I want glory... I like to hear applause, I don’t want to be rejected by others, I don’t want to be like this now, every day When I go home, I will be counted down by my family because of my grades, and when I go to school, I will be looked down upon by others because of my grades, and I feel like a useless person."

The emotions in Su Ruan's eyes are complicated. When talking about dreams, his eyes seem to be filled with starry sky. In the amber pupils, what shines is the glory of a young man who is full of hope. The starlight in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil.

Song Guo felt a slight throbbing pain in his heart, as if feeling empathy, with a sour nose and stomach, he muttered, "Ruan Ruan, I think you can wait for the next draft."

Su Ruan shook her head: "Maybe within a few months, I'll be a big star, and I'll still have to come back to take the college entrance examination. Xiao Guoguo, you must give me tutoring."

Song Guo chuckled lightly: "You must have dreamed this too early."

"Hmm." Su Ruan rubbed his soft-haired head on Song Guo's shoulder, like a noisy little Teddy, "Oh, my little Guoguo, I will definitely sign for you when the time comes , if I am on a talk show, I will definitely invite you to be my guest, but don't reveal my embarrassing things when the time comes."

"Also, if I have a concert, I will definitely invite you to watch it, and I will give you a VIP seat. However, at that time, I may invite you to sing on stage. At that time, the whole country will know that we are such a good-looking Xueba little brother , it turned out to be a sound idiot with a left voice, hahahahaha..."

Song Guo's fair face flushed, and she grabbed Su Ruan's curly curly hair, pretending to be angry, and said, "Ruan Ruan!"

Just as Song Guo was about to speak out, she heard a sullen voice behind her saying: "Student Su Ruan, what is so happy, tell us to make us all happy?"

Teacher Lu walked out from behind with a cold face, and glanced at Su Ruan with cool eyes. Su Ruan immediately lowered her head to read the book, and Song Guo also looked at the book silently.

Teacher Lu crossed his arms and stood in front of the table. Song Guo and Su Ruan were ready to be reprimanded. In the end, Teacher Lu was silent for a while, but the two could still feel the ray. Guang's gaze wished to penetrate the cerebral cortex of the two to see what they were thinking.

Sure enough, instead of perishing in silence, it erupted in silence. Song Guo just turned a page, thinking that Teacher Lu was not going to speak anymore, when he heard deep voices like thunder.

"Don't want to take the college entrance examination? Want to be a star?"

"It's an honor to be an actor? Every year when we enroll in our school, we will bring your library to look at the school calendar. As a result, you can't see those senior scientists, but you want to be an actor?"

Song Guo frowned, and glanced at Su Ruan from the corner of her eye. Sure enough, Su Ruan had already clenched her fists, and a stubborn glimmer of light seeped out from the bottom of her eyes, which made Song Guo feel a little pain in her heart.

Su Ruan raised her head and glared at Teacher Lu: "A star is not an actor."

Teacher Lu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Isn't it an actor? Dancing and singing, isn't that what an actor does?! You don't learn well, so don't bring good students to me."

Everyone in the class knew who Teacher Lu was alluding to.

Su Ruan and Song Guo play best, and Mr. Lu is afraid that Su Ruan will spoil Song Guo.

There are classmates whispering behind them.

"Su Ruan, what a mother, she really looks like those Korean celebrities on the Internet. A man without any masculinity. He's a motherfucker. It's really disgusting."

"Such a mother, becoming a celebrity is simply a disaster for minors. You don't know how terrible the brainless fans are in this day and age."

"Look at what he wears every day. He doesn't need to wear a school uniform. He also wears pink every day, which is more tender than what women wear. His hair is also curly. Maybe he has a perm, and his skin is so smooth that he can't even see a pore. , I have done photorejuvenation. I heard people in their dormitory say that Su Ruan has more skin care products in the cabinet than women. Every day, he puts on fragrance and powder on his body, making it delicious. Really! I don’t even go to the one next to him. You can smell a scent when you get close, it's really nauseating."

"I've heard that men make it more fragrant than women. This was in ancient times, and that was in that kind of place. Sure enough, opera actors are opera actors. I guess they have that kind of gene in their ancestors."

"I've also seen him shopping, with big bags and small bags, holding a boy's hand in Times Square. I didn't see the boy clearly, anyway... Hey, now that I think about it, he's really a weirdo."

There were endless discussions behind him. From the corner of his eyes, Song Guo could see that Su Ruan's eyes were slightly red, but he still held back. Teacher Lu frowned, turned and left.

Song Guo held Su Ruan's hand and yelled at the messy voices behind him.

"You all stop talking."

The voice behind him stopped abruptly. No one had ever seen Song Guo get angry. Last time it was because of the window, but this time it was because of Su Ruan.

Song Guo looked at Su Ruan, only to see Su Ruan who had been hanging her head, twitching silently, with tears dripping down on the book.

He took out the tissue in his pocket and handed it to Su Ruan.

"Don't cry."

Su Ruan took the tissue, lay down on the table directly, and began to twitch violently. There was no sound around, until the bell rang for the end of class, and the students left the library one after another. Song Guo approached Su Ruan and said, "Everyone is gone, cry if you want to cry." .”

Su Ruan collapsed on the table, tears burst out involuntarily, feeling suffocated and desperate, especially when hearing the voices of those people, it was like a series of sarcastic sharp knives, piercing through the barriers he had built for himself. Fantasy Fortress.

"Little Guoguo, why doesn't my mother support me? The teacher also dislikes me? Everyone looks down on me? Is it because of my poor grades? I... feel so uncomfortable."

"I just have dreams and I just want to make my dreams come true. Is this all wrong?"

"I practice secretly every day. I have never forgotten my dream. Is my dream really so difficult to tell?"

Su Ruan often feels sleepy in class. Song Guo thought he was reading novels at night, but only recently did he find out that Su Ruan was watching dance videos, learning vocal music, learning dance moves, and every time he had time, he secretly abandoned it in the laboratory. Practice dancing in the building, no wonder Xiao Ruanruan looks tired and sleepy all day long.

Song Guo's heart was tightened, and she could empathize with her, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that everything in the future would cause Ruan Ruan an indelible wound with regrets because of his words, and it would be his fault. However, he couldn't bear to ignore it, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Achievement is not the factor that determines a person's success."

"There is still a class in the morning, can you take it? How about I ask you for leave?"

Su Ruan got up from the table, wiped her face with a tissue, her eyes were red like a little rabbit, and said with a twitch: "Yes, why not, I did nothing wrong, since they all look down on me, then Why should I care about their eyes?"

Song Guo accompanied Su Ruan to the bathroom. After washing her face, the redness in her eyes faded a lot, but she could still see that she had cried a lot, and her eyelids were slightly swollen.

Back to the classroom.

The last section is Biology class.

The teacher explained the test paper, and Song Guo took out the test paper, only to find the signature handwriting on it, smooth and strong handwriting.