The heartthrob cannon fodder just wants to take the first place in the exam

Zong Huai was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand Bai Ziwei's words, but he explained obediently: "I went to country F to visit a master, and I will often ask him for advice in the future."

Bai Ziwei thought that there was no need to be so honest, this posture made him look like he was carrying a baby, asking where the baby went to play after school.

"I see, then you can draw, I have to go back to work quickly."

Bai Zi shook the deflated balloon in his hand slightly, and blew out a plump balloon on the spot, skillfully tying the knot.

He tossed it into the sky, but missed it. He watched the balloon slowly fall on Zong Huai's head, bounced off calmly, and slowly floated to the ground.

But Zong Huai stood motionless on the spot, his eyes following the balloon silently, the tall mixed-race male god now looked like a tough guy, inexplicably funny.

Bai Zi suppressed his smile slightly, reached out and patted his arm as a sign of encouragement: "Come on, I'll help you take pictures."

"Student Zong Huai, are you okay? I want to talk to you."

Wen Ci didn't know when to come over, seeing that Bai Ziwei was about to leave, she quickly tugged on La Zonghuai's sleeve.

Oh, the protagonist is about to take the initiative!

Bai Zi stepped back consciously, and smiled: "I'll blow up the balloons first, you guys play with you."

"Wei—" Zong Huai subconsciously wanted to shout, but Bai Ziwei had already been dragged away by Qin Bai's shoulders and back.

He frowned, and had no choice but to pick up the chalk again and continue to draw on the blackboard, his expression gradually returning to his usual indifference.

"What's the matter?" Zong Huai didn't look sideways.

Wen Ci glanced at Bai Ziwei, and found that as soon as he sat back in his seat, several people surrounded him, chatting while sweeping the floor.

Qin Bai was helping him blow up balloons, Cheng Shanshan angrily pinched Bai Ziwei's blushing cheeks, took out a small air pump and gave it to Bai Ziwei, maybe to "curse" him for being stupid.

The popularity is so good, Wen Ci's heart is sour.

But there's nothing to envy, Bai Ziwei plays with people who are poor at school every day, and what he engages in is ineffective social interaction.

He also made his seat noisy, and the time after class especially affected Xiao Ye's study. When he was sitting behind Bai Ziwei before, he was almost bored to death.

Wen Ci decided to talk to Xiao Ye next time, and persuade him to stay away from Bai Zi, otherwise, what should he do if his studies are affected?

"What's the matter?" Zong Huai frowned.

Wen Ci quickly came back to her senses, bowing her head a little shyly, it was inevitable that she would be nervous when talking to this kind of campus male god.

What, what's more, Zong Huai happens to be his favorite type...

"Well, I just want to ask, do you have a crush on Bai Ziwei?" Wen Ci asked bravely.

Zong Huai glanced at him: "It has nothing to do with you."

Wen Ci bit her lips: "I know, you and Brother Yu both like him, I think I have to remind you of something."

Zong Huai's eyes turned cold.

Wen Ci: "But you don't know him well. Bai Ziwei bullied me as soon as he transferred to another school. Although he apologized to me later... But Brother Yu was with him at that time, so he must have been forced by Brother Yu."

"And he also played with Qin Bai, Xu An and the others. Xu An, you know, right? The one who raised the flag on Monday did a public review on stage, and he bullied me that time."

"They're broken woohoo..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, tears rolled out from the end of his eyes trembling, and he looked very pitiful.

Zong Huai kept chalking in his hand, as if he didn't listen to Wen Ci's words at all, Wen Ci was in a hurry: "Brother Huai—"

"That time in the cafeteria, did you really think that Jiang Yu was kind enough to help you?" Zong Huai turned his cold and indifferent eyes, staring at the chill on Wen Ci's back.

"Do you know how much Wei Wei has suffered at the hands of Xu An because of helping you?"

Zong Huai's voice was calm and calm, but his azure blue pupils were covered with haze, and his fingers were stretched out clearly.

With a slight crisp sound, the chalk pinched by Zong Huai's fingers broke on the blackboard, but his strength continued, and the chalk that was against the wall was gradually ground into fine powder.

When he saw that scene at the beginning, his heart and eyes were filled with the bursting vitality of Bai Ziwei, which was dazzling and brilliant.

The strong sensory stimulation made him inspired, and the painting he created with all his heart and soul became Zong Huai's most satisfying one.

But Zong Huai has not dared to see it for a long time,

In his memory, only those fists that hit Bai Ziwei's body were left, as if hitting Zong Huai's heart hard, making him feel so regretful and painful that he couldn't sleep normally, and could only gradually divert his attention by murmuring "I'm sorry" repeatedly.

Why did you stand by in the first place?That painting was obviously covered with Bai Ziwei's blood and tears.

But he fell into mania, and he really felt that Bai Ziwei, who was bathed in blood and violence, was so beautiful that it made people crazy.

I would also think about occupying it here, even if I broke his wings, broke his legs, and handcuffed his hands...

When he was sick, he couldn't restrain the dangerous and dark thoughts. When he woke up, he could neither understand nor suffer from them.

I haven't seen Bai Ziwei during this period, and Zong Huai suffers from severe insomnia. He is in a state of panic and cannot be sure whether Bai Ziwei is alive, and he can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

He fell ill frequently and could not continue his studies. In the end, he had to go home ahead of schedule.

It wasn't until today that Zong Huai saw him again with his own eyes that the anxiety and pain in Zong Huai's heart finally disappeared like smoke.

Wen Ci is the fuse of everything, but he doesn't distinguish between right and wrong and slanders Bai Ziwei, Zong Huai's reason is a little tense, and his breathing becomes rapid like a beast.

...but Bai Ziwei would be unhappy.

Zong Huai managed to stabilize his mood, closed his eyes to calm his rapid breathing, and finally glanced coldly at Wen Ci.

"What you think is what you think." Zong Huai said in disgust, his eyes were quite meaningful, "Take care of yourself."

He turned around to draw on the blackboard on the other side, obviously not wanting to talk to Wen Ci anymore.

Liu Wenci stood there blankly.

The party soon started lively, with colored garlands hanging on the lamp tubes, class seats arranged in a "concave" shape, and a small stage for performances in the middle.

Bai Ziwei didn't report for the program, so he was pushed to sit in the first row, and enjoyed snacks with Qin Bai while watching the show, very happy.

The thick curtains were drawn, and the classroom was very dark. Two small laser lights were borrowed, and the atmosphere in the class was like a disco.

"The next song - wow, it's "Somber" sung by our schoolmaster! The accompaniment sounds gentle and sad, it's a love song."

The host, Cheng Shanshan, announced the scene, and winked at the girls in the class to hint that many girls who had a crush on Zong Huai blushed shyly at this moment.

But Wen Ci in the corner looked at Zong Huai and Bai Ziwei with a pale face.

Bai Zi widened his eyes slightly, and smiled at Zong Huai who was beside him: "You still signed up for the show, come on!"

"En." Zong Huai's expression was hidden in the dim light.

Cheng Shanshan was about to play the accompaniment happily, but the door of the classroom was pushed open, and two men in suits came in carrying the piano, which happened to be placed near Bai Ziwei.

This posture was big enough to shock the whole class, Cheng Shanshan quickly turned off the laser light, and specially turned on two mobile phone flashlights to light up, full of lyrical atmosphere.

After the classroom was quiet, Zong Huai glanced sideways at Bai Ziwei, and finally pressed the first piano key slowly, singing along in a low voice.

"You are the unruly night sky."

"As irreplaceable as the morning star."

"..."

His voice is deep and magnetic, and he sings slow songs, and it is rare that every word is full of emotion.

Like everyone in the class, Bai Ziwei couldn't help holding his breath and listening quietly.

"I don't know if there is a place for you in my heart."

"Does it make you feel sad?"

"Will it scar you all over?"

"But I know I'm depressed right now."

"I can't extricate myself, it's like a broken soul."

"..."

The high pitch is like hot tears falling suddenly, the low pitch is like lonely and falling snow, and the white mist born of trance and breathing is difficult to flicker, and the emotion is long and desperate.

The humming along with the rhythm of the piano reveals a bit of urgency and longing, Zong Huai plays the piano with melancholy and restraint, and all the things you can't love are laid out.

In the gradual trough, the mood suddenly rises together with the sound of the piano, perhaps summoning up the courage to pray for the mercy of the gods.

Zong Huai lightly pressed the last key, like a mournful cry, he sang the last line with his eyes trembling.

"I'm ready for you..."

The sound drifted into the quiet darkness.

The entire class was silent for ten seconds, until a few applause broke the silence, and everyone cheered and applauded wildly.

"Fuck! I will love you forever, school grass!"

"He's handsome and can sing, he's good at studying, and he's so rich. Let me give you a way out!"

"Wuuu, brother Yu, I'm sorry, I have to climb the wall all night!"

"..."

Zong Huai stood up without hesitation, and sat back beside Bai Ziwei.

Bai Ziwei has been petrified, how many hidden skills does Zong Huai have!

Zong Huai's performance was so wonderful, it was like a full-level boss returning to Xinshou Village, and it was so cool to abuse vegetables and chickens invisible.

Before Xiao Zongze said that he was good at music and dance, Bai Ziwei didn't take it seriously, but now... In short, his face hurts.

Bai Ziwei couldn't help laughing: "You are too strong. Are you proficient in painting, dancing and singing? I heard from Ozawa that you also won many other awards when you were young?"

The pupils were crescent-shaped, and under the refraction of the dim light source in the distance, they were as bright as obsidian, and they were full of him.

Zong Huai clasped his hands nervously, avoiding Bai Ziwei's eyes in embarrassment, the words that came to his lips... all forgotten.

He shook his head: "It's just a random try."

The corner of Bai Zi's mouth twitched slightly, just try it?

"Actually, they're all boring, too simple." Zong Huai said dully.

Bai Ziwei: "..."

Really have you, Zong Ersai...

Maybe this young master doesn't know that his "try casually" in every field may have left many professional players beyond the reach.

The ordinary person Bai Ziwei was irritated and decided to ignore Zong Huai for a minute, otherwise he couldn't help but beat him up.

"..." Zong Huai quietly looked at Bai Ziwei's delicate side face, his mind gradually calmed down, and he also remembered the words rolling in his throat just now.

If possible, he would like to stay by Bai Ziwei's side all the time.

He hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed.

Zong Huai lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. Even he himself didn't believe that he could control the disease, so how dare he persuade Bai Ziwei?

"What's the matter?" Bai Ziwei looked at his depressed expression, thinking that he hadn't gotten out of the sadness of the song, and peeled a toffee to him.

Zong Huai took it in a daze.

Bai Ziwei forgot his anger towards Zong Ersai in a blink of an eye, and smiled at him: "Eat something sweet and you will feel better."

Zong Huai's Adam's apple moved, and silently put the candy into his mouth.

He ate this candy for the first time.

The taste that spread in his mouth was so sweet that it was cloying, Zong Huai tasted it in his heart was really bitter, and it came surging, making his nose sour from the bitterness.

The more warmth and hope he gave, the more tormented he felt.

Zong Huai lowered his eyes, and half a tear fell due to gravity, and stopped when it slid across half of his cheek.

It was slowly erased by Zong Huai.

The next day was the school holiday, and it was also New Year's Eve, so Bai Ziwei did his homework in the shop all day.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Bai's mother closed the shop, drove an off-road vehicle, and drove Bai Ziwei happily to the suburbs.

"I'm going to pick up Ayu home!" Mother Bai was very happy, and looked at her precious son with a smile: "Wei Zai, have you missed Ayu this time?"

Bai Ziwei couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, pretending to be disdainful: "Hmph, I didn't think about it."

[The author has something to say: The song Xiao Zong sang is the Acoustic version of "Somber". It was originally an English lyrics, but according to the amount I used, it took up too many words, so I directly used the Chinese translated lyrics. up.

I will share the song on Weibo, if you are too lazy to search, you can just listen to it

I'm a little bit stuck today, sorry babes! 】