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In December, Jiang Zhai went to the capital to participate in a week-long national training for the Chemistry Olympiad.

This year's major competitions, examinations and admissions were all postponed, and the national finals were delayed by more than half a month compared to previous years, which was just enough for everyone to celebrate Jiang Zhai's coming-of-age birthday.

While eating in the cafeteria, Wang Haolin asked curiously: "Brother Sheng, it's fine to repeat the first year of high school, but why are you eighteen, Jiang Er?"

Yu Zisheng: "Who are you saying repeated a grade?"

Jiang Zhai pressed his cousin who started to move his wrist, and said with a smile: "Like my brother, he was going to study abroad for elementary school, but he came back halfway."

Not long after I came back, a clingy and cute kid moved into the neighbor's house.

The gift of the out-of-print record had already been given to Jiang Zhai in advance. Yu Dian bit his chopsticks and blinked his eyes, but Yu Zisheng pinched his wrist and moved his lips away, and softly taught him: "Don't bite your chopsticks if you don't eat. Your palate."

"..." Wang Haolin was a little speechless, "Brother Sheng, you are too graphic to scare children."

Yu Dim Sum put down his chopsticks with lingering fear, and turned to look at Jiang Zhai: "How did you celebrate your birthday? Do you want to go to any restaurant, or should we have dinner at home?"

Jiang Zhai shook his head and said indifferently, "It's fine to have lunch at home. My mother has returned to China, so I will have dinner with her."

The tables were all silent.

Jiang Zhai raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up and saw three silent male classmates, he laughed and said, "So serious? It's nothing, after all, I'm also her own son. It's normal to come back to have dinner with me as an adult and see her daughter, isn't it?" .It is estimated that they can give me a lot of money again, so I don’t have to worry about college tuition this time.”

Yu Zisheng sat next to him, propped his chin and poked the boiled fish on the plate, and said lazily, "Then what's for lunch that day? I want to eat hot pot."

Wang Haolin: "...Brother Sheng, were you silent just now because you were thinking about the menu?"

Yu Dian raised his hand: "Then I want Thousand Pages of Tofu!"

Wang Haolin: "...then I want to be connected by flesh and blood."

The birthday was a Saturday, and the students came to Jiasnail Garden with big bags and small bags as guests. Yu Zisheng didn't like to carry vegetables, so he took the initiative to walk in the front with Jiang Bian.

Jiang Zhai was the last one, the elevator door opened before entering the room, he turned his head and saw Chen Yiran walking out.

The adult obviously didn't expect that he didn't go to school for the competition class this Saturday morning, and suddenly met Jiang Zhai who hadn't adjusted his face, but Jiang Zhai had already slightly curled his lips and nodded politely to him.

"Good morning, teacher."

Hearing what the teacher said, I only secretly called him "Chen Yiran" behind my back.

Jiang Zhai is the son of a diplomat, and he received an elite education since he was a child. Even though he has fallen into the dust, he is still self-sufficient and reserved in his bones.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Jiang Zhai stood politely by the door and waited for Chen Yiran to walk home first, only then did another sound of closing the door come from the corridor.

The man leaned against the anti-theft door, and remembered in a daze that today seemed to be his birthday, as the boy had said before.

But this is the summary of the previous article. Now Jiang Zhai is suffering in the winter camp. The little girl is packed and sent to the second aunt’s house. Every day, she is coaxed like a little princess. She almost doesn’t remember that she has a biological brother. .

On the night of Jiang Zhai's birthday, he led his sister home, turned on the chandelier in the living room, and suddenly asked her, "Bian Bian, do you know who the aunt who was eating with us just now is?"

It is said that the word "Mom" is the first sentence a baby will say after birth, so mothers all over the world have similar pronunciations.

But after hearing his question, Jiang Bian just shook her head indifferently, turned around and ran to the kitchen to get the leftover cake from the refrigerator that everyone had eaten at noon.

--"sorry."

It wasn't even an apology for the abandoned children in the past. Tong Qihua's "sorry" in the restaurant was politely getting up and leaving the place temporarily when the twin sons were crying and wanted their mother to call overseas.

I don't know why she made a special trip back to China for her eldest son.

Is it to spend his birthday with him, tell Jiang Zhai that you have grown up, and then completely break with him, right?

It's quite ceremonial.

When taking a special car to send them to the entrance of the community, Tong Qihua sat in the back seat, opened the window glass, and stared at her two children with beautiful pupils, revealing some soft tones in the night.

"The medical conditions in foreign countries are much better than those in Yancheng. I know that you are taking her to receive intervention treatment, but if you want to be more effective, you can consider sending her to the United States. I will help you take good care of her."

Very gentle, except that she doesn't sound like a mother.

Jiang Zhai politely rejected her: "Bian Bian doesn't need a strange aunt, as long as you send the money on time."

He added: "You may not owe me, but you owe her."

How the beautiful mask behind the car window was broken and how it was forcibly bonded has nothing to do with him. Jiang Zhai carried his sister back to the apartment, and suddenly regretted it because of the medical conditions on the west coast that Tong Qihua said.

But Jiang Bian was unwilling.

Jiang Zhai squatted in the night, quietly, almost meanly relieved.

Although, he only has a younger sister.

The winter camp had to block contact with the outside world. On the fourth day of Jiang Zhai's closed training camp, the school-level basketball match between Xinya and Mingli was held at the Litai Campus in Xinzhong.

Even though it was a working day on a Tuesday, there were a lot of spectators. The western-style aristocratic school uniforms and the black and white sports jackets were lined up separately. Yu Dian once belonged to the former, but now he has a reassuring sense of belonging surrounded by the latter.

The two teams on the field are naturally more familiar with the group of teenagers he "serves" as the manager, but there are also a few familiar faces on Ming Li's side.

Yu Dian was a little surprised when they came on the field - he thought that Lu Jian would still be the small forward of the school team just like in junior high school.

"Dian Dian, do you know anyone over there, go over and say hello, don't hold grudges if you are abused by us later."

An Yu stood next to him in a coat, leaned slightly, and whispered that the first half of the whisper seemed to ask him to be a spy, but the second half needed to be beaten to death.

Yu Zisheng doesn't even bother to care about this flirt now, as long as he doesn't show his eyes in front of him, he can basically ignore An Yu's behavior of flirting with the cute little manager.

Yu Dian was a little speechless, but still nodded and replied: "I know two or three, but not enough to say hello."

He looked at An Yu: "Senior, the competition is about to start, why are you still standing here?"

An Yu, who had extremely healthy arms and legs, said "oh" without blushing, "I'm a substitute today."

I don't know if he is too lazy, or simply looks down on Ming Li, or a combination of both.

Thinking of An Yu's age, Yu Dian suddenly leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Senior, who are you going to pass on the position of captain to?"

Are you in a hurry to drive him down?

An Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, exchanged a glance with the child, and said the truth with a smile: "Yu Zisheng."

Although it looks lazy and out of shape, in fact, as long as he is around, the team will always have a strong cohesion inexplicably.

Even An Yu had been the captain for a year before he managed to do this. Indeed, there is no one more suitable than Yu Zisheng to lead the school team.

Yu Dian shook his head and flattered him: "But senior, you became the team leader as soon as you were in high school, and the leaders are all people who are in a higher grade than you."

An Yu couldn't hold back and pinched the kid's cheek with both hands, ignoring the murderous eyes from the field, and said to him with a smile: "Yu Zisheng is very talented, if he stands high enough, he might be seen, Like his cousin, he has another way out other than the college entrance examination."

What a way out.Walk it.

Yu Dian blinked, playing with his cheeks like someone kneading dough for a while, without speaking.

After the completion of the new campus, all the original sports students in Xinzhong moved to Litai.

However, unlike the cultural class quota that has been greatly expanded, the number of sports students enrolled last year and this year is still stuck at the original number, and there should be no change in the past few years. The pursuit is to strive for excellence.

The coaches and teachers invited in the letter are all well-known people, especially the head coach of the basketball team. It is said that he has worked in the national team for two years and has the opportunity to rush to the international stage.It's a pity that he injured his leg in a car accident and couldn't bear the too rigorous training, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Since he entered Xinya Middle School to teach, the sports students have been steadily sending human resources to the provincial team every year.

An Yu stuck to Dian's ear, and told him very quietly: "Coach He mentioned to me that you are at the same table before."

An Yu has good grades and has other goals. Of course, he doesn't need to find another way out, but Yu Zisheng lacks interest in everything, except that he looks like a spirited guy when he plays. Sports special moves may be very important for him. suitable choice.

Only in that case, he might be like Xia Luoluo, who would only appear in the class very occasionally, and he might even be busier, living in the two channels of the same campus as Yu Dian.

As if realizing this, An Yu blinked, patted the child's head and comforted him in a warm voice: "But these are just our unilateral thoughts, and we haven't asked Yu Zisheng yet. And even if he chose that road , high school life is over in the blink of an eye, and you can still stick together every day in the future."

What, the more you talk, the more rascal you get.

Yu Dian shook his head with a smile, and changed the subject: "Senior, but now you are the only high school senior left on the school team, and the college entrance examination is less than half a year away. Don't you feel a sense of crisis?"

Training every day, although I paddled suddenly, I never stopped.

An Yu: "A little bit."

Yu Dian: "Huh?"

An Yu: "You may not have noticed, but in the last midterm exam, I was No.1 in science in the third grade."

Yu Dian: "...Okay."

An Yu smiled, looked up at the field, raised the corners of his lips and bent his eyes at Yu Zisheng who was lazily watching them, but when the boy looked away impatiently, the uncomfortable feeling of being watched was still gone disappear.

An Yu raised her eyebrows, turned her head to the side, and saw Mingli's No. 7 contestant.

The moment the two looked at each other, the boy with the dyed brown hair calmly shifted his gaze away.

An Yu: "Do you know him, Diandian? That number 7."

Yu Dian followed his prompt to look over and nodded.

Lu Jian's number one henchman was the one who met and called him "little trash" on the road after graduating from junior high school, and was beaten up by Jiang Zhai in the end.

An Yu tilted her head and narrowed her eyes inexplicably: "What a coincidence, I kissed him before."

Yu point: "..."

Yu Dian: "???"

The child turned his head numbly, and An Yu added in time: "Let's be gay, he took the initiative. I just see that he looks good."

Yu point: "!!!"

Oh my god, is it true that homophobia is a deep closet!

There was no suspense in the basketball game. Mingli's team seemed to be formed not long ago. Although the old faces Yu Dian knew were still above the average level, the whole team was messy and had no cohesion. He started fighting among himself on the field.

How embarrassing.At halftime, the charming cheerleaders immediately ran to the rescue.

The sound reinforcement in the gymnasium was very good. As soon as the prelude to Girls’ Generation sounded, the boys and girls of Yeqinghui immediately stood up and cheered. The students’ reaction to the letter without the burden of “nobility” was particularly enthusiastic, especially when the score was overwhelming The next is quite a "hello, hello, hello everyone" sportsmanship.

ヤバ!チンチャ?チンチャ?ホントはNoNoNoNoNo

Really really really really NoNoNoNoNo

やっぱメチャ!メチャ!気ニナルOhOhOhOhOhOh

Really really really worried OhOhOhOhOhOh

ほら!チョア!チョア!このままGeeGeeGeeGeeGee

Hey like like this now GeeGeeGeeGeeGee

爱したいの?Ohyeah!爱したいの?Ohyeahyeahyeah!

Wanna be in love OhYeah Wanna be in love OhYeahYeahYeah

The atmosphere was so good that even Yu Dian couldn't help laughing when he watched the little loli standing in the front row move beautifully, swinging the ball in his hand and raising his legs high.

He was standing very close to Monica, so close that he could be seen smiling.

And as if inspired by this smile, the little girl's movements were particularly hard-working and beautiful, and she even perfectly completed her ending pose, which always made mistakes before, at the climax of the music.

An Yu couldn't help biting her ear with Yu Dian: "Dian Dian, does the little girl with ponytails like you?"

Why are you all so good at spreading rumors!There is also pure friendship between boys and girls!Although broken!But it was still pure friendship before!

"I'm going to buy water!"

Yu Dian pushed away the joking big boy, turned and ran away, forgetting An Yu's cry of "what to buy, the pool is full of water".

He had to wake up, blow on the cold wind, calm down and think about what attitude he would have towards Monica when she came to find him later.

Yu Dian knew very well that when he started to hesitate, he might have forgiven Monica.

He needs to thoroughly consider whether this "maybe" is a fact.

He runs very fast, and he should apply for the sprint event in the sports meeting next year.

Yu Dian quickly ran to the corner of the playground outside the gymnasium, put his hat on his head and slowly started walking towards the campus canteen.

He remembered that Monica had inexplicably liked to be close to him in the first grade of junior high school. Although the charming young lady had a bad temper and would always sulk herself suddenly, in fact Monica was very kind and cute.

After Jiang Di left Mingli, for a long time, it was Monica's company that made him gradually walk out of the shadow of broken love.

Compared with Lu Jian, Yu Dian has always been closer to Monica.

That's why when I was framed by Lu Jian and everyone stood opposite and hated me, I suddenly felt so sad when I saw Monica's figure wandering around.

Although she can understand her, after all, apart from the fact that she was gay, the No. 7 contestant also framed a bigger one on her behalf, but no one was willing to firmly believe in herself at that time. This incident itself is more shocking than being framed Difficult to accept.

He could see that Monica really regretted it, and the loss of her friend was also very painful for her.

Yu Dian is a child who accepts death, and believes that a good friend is a good friend for life, but if the relationship breaks down, it is also impossible to continue to be friends for the rest of the life.

He had always been that way.

But when Monica Shui Lulu looked forward to her, Yu Dian found that her heart softened.

Isn't he gay, no matter how easy he is to girls.

Yu Dian lowered his head and kicked a stone, walked and stopped, and when he looked up again, he suddenly realized that he had reached a quiet corner of the campus at some point.

Speechless.

He sat down on the swing.

Don't worry about Monica coming over to say something, she probably won't be able to find herself.

"Hey."

A strange yet familiar voice sounded behind him.

Yu Dian didn't look back, and then heard a joking "little trash".

Again.

Bored, Yu Dian turned the swing in the other direction, but immediately widened his eyes in astonishment, and saw contestant No. 7 who was being pressed to the ground and rubbed again.

With both feet off the ground, the swing turned back to the original direction, stood up at a point, turned around and held the iron chain to the cold touch, his expression was as full of astonishment and astonishment as Monica who just ran over not far away.

"You fucking..."

No. 7's handsome face was pressed to the concrete floor, and he was still squinting his eyes and provoking maliciously: "What's your relationship with this dead gay?"

Yu Zisheng leaned forward and stood in front of him, with one hand grabbing the boy's hair and pinning it to the ground, his right knee was curled up to tightly lock the boy's limbs that kept kicking around, while the other arm was still idly resting on Yoyo Weiqu. on his left leg.

He was even laughing.

Yu Zisheng's tone was clear: "I'm another gay who likes gays, where the hell are you from?"