let loose

"The top ten in the province and region should be in various regions of Shanghai and Shanghai." Lin Pingping said, "I have also seen the announcement, and the competition system is quite strict. Registration alone is not enough. It seems that we have to play a round of online pk first, and finally the top 20 Famous people are eligible to compete offline, and the competition venue is at the Speed ​​official team base!"

"No rush, there is still a month to start." Chu Qingci said, "Find time to discuss it in the group some other day."

Song Mian's phone vibrated twice at this time, he looked around, and quickly called Jiang Zhou: "Brother, help me keep an eye on the teacher."

Jiang Zhou: "..." He calmly put a piece of carrot into his mouth.

Lao Huang and Bald Piao would come to a cafeteria to eat at noon every day. The time was uncertain, but they would definitely come, and they would greet the students to line up.

Song Mian turned sideways, put the phone in the corner, sat upright, glanced at the screen, it was a WeChat message from Shu Yan.

[Goddess: Mom is gone, Ha Doudou, there is old duck soup in the pot.I bought you a scarf and put it on the bedside table in your room. It's cold, so wear more clothes. ]

Shu Yan is on the plane at [-]:[-] p.m., and she told Song Mian last night that she will go to Beijing to re-shoot the TV series and promise to be back before the winter vacation.

She stayed at home for nearly a week, as if she had suddenly turned on the motherly switch.When it was time in the morning, he knocked on the door to wake Song Mian up, and breakfast was also prepared, which was extremely rich.When I go home at night, the lights are on in the house, and I prepare several kinds of suppers, and I will go upstairs at twelve o'clock to lull Song Mian to sleep.

The mother and son are still relatively unfamiliar with each other.Especially Shu Yan, who is always in a hurry.Although Song Mian felt a little disgusted in her heart, she was no longer stubborn, and tried her best to answer the boring topics that Shu Yan picked up, and sometimes she would take the initiative to find something to talk about.

In short, the days are stumbling, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Song Mian pulled out the keyboard and replied:

[Sleep soundly: Pay attention to safety, let me know when you arrive, after five o'clock in the afternoon. ]

Shu Yan replied in seconds:

[Goddess: Is it time to get out of class?did you eat lunch? ]

[Sleep: It's in progress, the food in the cafeteria is terrible. ]

Opposite is my mother, it is necessary to be coquettish once in a while, in reality, if you can't say it face to face, it seems easier to be separated by a screen, although I still feel weird.

[Goddess: Baby, you've worked hard, wait for mom to come back and show off!Whatever you want to eat, you can sign up for the name of the dish now! ]

Looking at the pitiful wilting cabbages on the dinner plate, Song Mian pursed her lower lip and replied:

[Sleep: sweet and sour short ribs, fried mutton with scallions, think about some more. ]

[Goddess: Good. ]

[Goddess: By the way, son, is this book yours?When did you buy it? ]

The photo is the cover of a book, Song Mian clicked on the big picture to have a look.

It's the book "Seven Days, Love and Hate with the Domineering President" with colorful, ugly fonts and extremely bold colors

Song Mian: "..."

Using personal experience to explain what it means: sooner or later you have to pay back when you come out to hang out.

I don't know if Shu Yan has read the contents inside, but Song Mian has read it a few times.It's colorful and rough, a typical hot-eyed book.

Embarrassed, she raised her head and glanced at Jiang Zhou opposite, Song Mian lied:

[Sleep: It's not mine, the book is at my deskmate, and he likes to read these colorful books.I'm the class monitor, so if I don't like it, I will accept it... There are many other books in the drawer. ]

At this critical moment of life and death, maintaining the image is the first point.What is a boyfriend?Can't eat again!It's good for blocking a gun.

Anyway, there are deskmates every day, and there are so many deskmates.

After Jiang Zhou finished drinking the soup, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He watched helplessly as the emoticon opposite him displayed nervousness, surprise, shyness, embarrassment, continued embarrassment, and secret joy in just one minute.

"Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while." He greeted the expression emperor.

"Oh."

Song Mian raised her head, glanced furtively around again, and saw nothing unusual, so she picked up the meal with confidence.

"Hey, Brother Song is too obedient." Lin Pingping said with a smile.

"It's only Xueshen who can hold him down, and he usually hates us without mercy." Zheng Qiran said.

Jiang Zhou turned his gaze and looked at the three chattering people: "Eat quickly, don't talk so loudly, it will affect others."

"..."

"Oh……"

……

There was a 10-minute break in the evening self-study, and the bell rang for the end of the first period. Song Mian threw away the pen and rushed out, pulling Jiang Zhou.

Go out from the main entrance of Gewu Building, go to the left, pass through several old locust trees with fallen leaves and branches, walk through a secluded path lined with evergreens, bypass the Zhixing Building of the laboratory and museum, and there is an area of ​​​​Pretty big old playground.

The playground was the activity site for the junior high school when the first middle school was a mixed school.Later, the Municipal Education Bureau issued a notice that the No. [-] middle school and high school were separated, and the middle school moved to the Pudong campus, leaving the playground empty.

There are no street lights in this area, and the road is barely illuminated by the moon that rarely climbs out tonight. Some places on the rubber runway are potholes.Song Mian walked in front, and a few meters away from him, two figures, one tall and one short, were holding hands and talking in a whisper, and a girl's restrained laughter came from behind Jiang Zhou.

The atmosphere is quite ambiguous, in the line of sight, all that can be glimpsed out of the corner of the eye are almost all talking and laughing in pairs.Song Mian looked back at Jiang Zhou.The other party didn't know whether he had sensed it earlier or had been staring at him all the time. In short, the eyes of the two met in mid-air for two seconds, and then fled away amidst the cheers of others.

During the day, there are few people here and it is quiet, and there are occasional students playing ball in it, which is not a big deal.But at night it was different.Zhixing Building used to be the teaching building of the junior high school, but it was changed into a laboratory building after it was vacated, and the building is usually closed at night.

There is such a large building blocking it, and the surrounding flowers and trees are also a good cover.The young couples in the school who pretend to be peaceful on weekdays will come here to do little things that blush and heartbeat on dark and windy nights.

Compared with other couples, their situation is quite special.One after another, after two or three steps, they came to the barren table tennis table. Seeing that there was no one around, Song Mian took Jiang Zhou's hand and directed him to sit on it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, miss me!"

Song Mian stomped her feet twice, grabbed Jiang Zhou's wrist and scratched the back of his hand with her fingers, to show that she was really in a hurry.

The ping-pong table was only as high as Jiang Zhou's waist. He sat on the edge of the table casually, grabbed Song Mian's hand with his backhand, and said, "First answer the question I asked you just now. This is the focus of the elective."

Song Mian pouted, "I forgot what the topic was, let's kiss first and then talk about it."

As he spoke, he patted Jiang Zhou's long legs hanging in front of the table with his other hand, and quickly squeezed his body between his legs.

"Napoleon's legal contributions after establishing the empire." Jiang Zhou spread his five fingers to cover Song Mian's face without changing his expression, "This question is very simple."

"Oh, I forgot." Song Mian acted coquettishly, who the hell can control Napoleon at this time!He is really in a hurry, and he has 10 minutes to go to class!

"First kiss~"

Who cares, whoever loves, Song Mian bit her lower lip.

"What do you remember? Let me tell you about Napoleon." After thinking about it, Jiang Zhou still took a step back.

"Waterloo?" Song Mian said immediately.

"Um"

"Military giant?" This is Song Mian's long-term junior high school memory that has not yet left his mind.

"Became emperor in France after winning the battle?" Song Mian quickly probed again, he had already upgraded from impatience to urgency to urinate!

It's not good to have a bully boyfriend who loves to study too much. He wants to pull you to sink with him every minute.

This place is very remote, in a place where you can't even see the other person's face clearly, facing the handsome silhouette in the dark night, Song Mian leaned forward and kissed him directly.

The look of no hesitation is the firmness and recklessness exclusive to this age.The fiery breaths were quickly intertwined, green and hot.Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, full of unspeakable love and obsession and the strong temptation of you coming and going.

The hand resting on Jiang Zhou's thigh was tightened into a downward posture at this moment, and it was buckled on the soft cotton fabric, and the fingertips and palms were covered with nervous sweat.

Song Mian obviously provoked every battle, and he was the one who was most likely to be shy.

Waves and pure love.

The moonlight is milky white, and quickly draws a cutting pattern on the ping-pong table, which looks like a square, but it doesn't look like it.

The lingering noise of the teaching building in every corner of this school seems to have been equipped with a silencer at this moment, and it goes away and goes away until there is no sound.

After quietly licking his lips for a while, Jiang Zhou was not satisfied.Raising his hand to press the back of Song Mian's head, the tip of his tongue moistened a gap between Song Mian's tightly closed lips, and then his tongue got in, arousing Song Mian's feelings and stirring them together.

In the winter, the two of them carried the cold wind like fools and kissed in the quietest corner of the campus.

Song Mian always had ideas popping up out of the blue, so it was just a whim to pull people out at this moment.But at certain moments of artistic conception, Jiang Zhou would want to pamper him.

I know that I am not romantic enough in too many places, and I am not very good at speaking nice things to listen to.Therefore, Jiang Zhou would be happy to be at Song Mian's mercy at such times.He is not romantic enough, so cooperate with romance, he is willing to cooperate with Song Mian to do these seemingly silly things.

The moonlight flashed a handful of silver spots on Song Mian's fluffy hair, and it was fleeting.

Jiang Zhou's free hand wrapped around Song Mian's waist, and Song Mian also relaxed her body in the intimate kiss that was gradually getting better, and wrapped her arms around Jiang Zhou's neck unconsciously.

Napoleon's life as a soldier was also a legend.

Jiang Zhou thought: I once wanted to create a legend by cutting thorns with a shawl, but I met you and went straight to Waterloo.