The top brother is going to the draft!

"..."

Xiang Ran has nothing to say.

Probably everyone has something they are not good at, like Zhuang Xiang who can only look at the kitchen in a daze, and Xiang Ran who is not good at playing games by nature.

The election manager behind him stood on the steps and said loudly: "Zhuang Xiang, you are the only one missing!"

Zhuang Xiang raised his voice to respond, and Xiang Ran waved and walked over.

But Xiang Ran, who was behind him, came up to him in two steps, and his voice was as usual, but he seemed not reconciled, saying, "Playing too many games is not good for your eyes."

"I only play this once a month!" Zhuang Xiang murmured dissatisfied, "If you think about it, just say it."

Xiang Ran said, "Well, I miss you."

His voice was pleasant, and the deep and slightly hoarse syllables touched the eardrums, and it was as if an electric shock pierced the heart.

Any other person would probably turn against him immediately.

However, Zhuang wanted to chuckle and shrugged: "Then think about it, think about it."

Xiang Ran: "..."

Zhuang wanted to stop, rubbed his head and patted him twice with a smile, "I'm really gone this time, bye, good brother, don't miss me too much."

What can Xiang Ran do.

He could only sigh, lowered his eyes to help Zhuang want to straighten his crooked mask, and then patted his head: "Goodbye."

Zhuang wanted to say goodbye to him, so he ran into the car in two or three steps.Xiang Ran watched the young boy's frail figure walk all the way to the back row in the car, changed seats with Song Yishen and sat by the window, waved to him, and drew a smiling face inside the window.

The corners of the mouth curled up behind the burning mask.

The car engine was starting, Zhuang wanted to wipe off the mist, but seeing him still standing there looking up, he tilted his head.

The shoulders of the tall figure were drenched in the warm light of the street lamp, behind was the white snow, and the sky was covered with gorgeous fireworks. Xiang Ran was far away, and his whole body was lonely and cold. Zhuang Xiang felt that the world seemed to be reduced to his foil.

He blinked, took advantage of the slow start of the car, picked up his phone and took a picture.

Xiang Ran's phone vibrated, who was punished to stand in place.

He took it out to take a look.

[Little devil emoji]: [In?Give you Kangkang, my good brother [picture]]

Xiang Ran clicked on the picture to have a look.

In the photo he is wearing cool sunglasses.An orange graffiti pen scrawled three words on the sunglasses.

Chicken Wishbone.

Xiang Ran raised his eyebrows, smiled, and tapped in the chat box.

Zhuang Xiang's cell phone ding-dong, and he glanced down.

Grandmother: [see you tomorrow]

[Little devil emoji]: [—v—]

Zhuang wanted to put down his phone, and raised his wrist to look at the gadget Xiang Ran gave him.

Silver, a thin chain, twisted into a string like a shining galaxy.A small peace knot falls in the middle, entwined with golden threads, and when the light falls, fragmentary lights flash from the corners.

What kind of gift do you want?

Zhuang wanted to ponder.

Sending gifts to each other during the New Year is also an unwritten agreement between them.But Zhuang wanted to send a little rags to Xiang Ran in the past, and now thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and felt that there should be a sense of ritual.

Next to him, Song Yichen leaned on his shoulders, and furiously cursed his teammates with the microphone off.At the end of the round, he turned around and saw Zhuang Xiang staring at his wrist in a daze, and asked him, "Your brother gave it to you?"

Zhuang Xiang smiled: "Yes."

Song Yishen sighed heavily: Light a cigarette.jpg

The man is silent and the woman is crying, the people in the entertainment industry are all fake :)

Veteran cadre?Veteran cadre fart!Which veteran cadre will send this? ?

Song Yishen didn't know whether the sourness at the moment was because the house collapsed or the people set up collapsed. He wanted to ask Zhuang Xiang if it was Xiang Ran.After thinking about it, he still swallowed the words and said, "Brother, take the number, I will take you flying!"

Zhuang Xiang glanced at Song Yishen's cell phone, his record was dismal.He smiled, his little tiger teeth bared, and he said sincerely, "Take me to fly or take me to crash?"

Song Yichen covered the screen and yelled: "...This is an accident!"

"It's okay." Zhuang Xiang clicked on the game app, raised his eyebrows, and was in high spirits, "I can even fly game idiots, like you, I will carry with my eyes closed."

"Who, game idiot?"

"Ah, some dear old woman."

"..." Song Yishen now understood exactly who the old lady Zhuang Xiang was referring to, and was in a daze for a while.

Film Emperor, Father Xiang, veteran cadre, your character design is about to collapse! ! qwq

It was nearly eleven o'clock when they returned to the base from the city center, and the election officials dismissed them after a few words of advice.However, after the disbandment, the players were not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory. After all, it will be the rehearsal time in two days.

Zhuang wanted to get out of the car and go to the practice room.

Song Yishen played a few games today and chased after him with unsatisfied enthusiasm: "Aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

Zhuang Xiang said: "It's almost time for a public performance, and I have to practice again."

Song Yishen felt very guilty for his lack of professionalism, but: "Today is New Year's Eve."

Zhuang Xiang pondered: "But isn't New Year's Eve just to stay up late?"

Shou Sui.

"But others stay up all night watching the Spring Festival Gala and playing mahjong!" Song Yichen said coyly, "It's okay to play games if you can't."

Zhuang Xiang blinked and saw what he wanted to say, and said: "I won't practice for a long time, my voice is useless."

Song Yichen was excited: "Waiting for you to come back!!"

Zhuang Xiang compared ok, and waved with Song Yichen to the training building with a smile.

Halfway through, there was a piercing shout from behind.

"Ahhh what the hell are you doing!! Is it ** or *—" cursed unbearably.

Zhuang wanted to look back with his pockets in his pockets. Lin Minghe dragged Jiang Huixiang with great difficulty to drag him in. Jiang Hui held on to the wire pole and refused to leave, cursing one after another.

Zhuang Xiang walked over and asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Hearing Zhuang Xiang's voice, Jiang Hui shuddered, and suddenly stopped, as quiet as a chicken.

...This change of face is too fast, isn't it? ?

Lin Minghe turned his head and looked at him in surprise, his suspicious eyes circled around him, and then he explained to Zhuang Xiang: "You know how he performed in the tutor assessment yesterday. I want to take him to practice more, anyway. What you want to show the audience can't ruin the stage, right?"

Zhuang wants to nod.

Indeed, don't talk about doing what you do and love what you do, but at least you have to be dedicated.

Jiang Hui murmured, "But today is a holiday, and tomorrow will be a holiday too. It's a festival! I still want to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and I don't want to practice dancing."

Lin Minghe laughed angrily: "Pretend I didn't hear it? Spring Festival Gala shit, you made an appointment with someone on the phone at twelve o'clock and then went to play!"

Jiang Hui: "..."

Zhuang wanted to look at Lin Minghe, then at him, lost in thought, and then said, "Let's do it."

Just when Lin Minghe was full of anticipation and thought that he was going to figure out some great trick, Zhuang thought: "I'll raise my arm, you raise your leg."

Jiang Hui:! ! !

Lin Minghe:? !

Simple, simple and rude.

After thinking for a while, Lin Minghe compromised and said, "Good idea."

Seeing that the two of them really came over, Jiang Hui hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, I'll go by myself, I won't turn over... No, I won't watch the Spring Festival Gala anymore."

How could Zhuang Xiang come to carry him.

The last time he offended Zhuang Xiang, Zhuang Xiang hadn't even gotten revenge yet! !Later, holding him in the middle of the fight, and suddenly letting go of his head, the melon will definitely bloom, isn't it cold? ?

He felt that Zhuang wanted to do it.After all, he is a ruthless person!

Seeing Jiang Hui so obedient, Lin Minghe stared at him suspiciously.

Jiang Hui stopped swearing and blah blah blah, and slapped his buttocks and ran into the training building in a hurry, as if there was some scourge chasing after him.

No matter what, it's good for people to go in, and it's easy to manage after they go in.

Lin Minghe heaved a sigh of relief, chatting with Zhuang Xiang as he walked, "Are you here to practice too?"

Zhuang Xiang smiled: "Yes, practice more."

Lin Minghe said with emotion: "If my rap was as good as yours, I would just stay in the dormitory and play games."

And it's instant! !Who will believe this!

"Ham, no way." Zhuang Xiang naturally started exchanging business with him, "You sing very well too! The high notes are amazing, wow, every time I'm tired from dancing, I feel refreshed when I hear your high notes."

Lin Minghe covered his mouth, flattered: "Thank you brother, I was touched qwq"

Zhuang Xiang rubbed his head: "I remember you are only eighteen? You are younger than me, so you should call me brother."

Lin Minghe: "?!"

startled.

The talent show variety show is now limited to 18 years old and above. Lin Minghe came in according to the age limit. He was the youngest, although he didn't know it himself-of course, no one else could see it.He looks handsome, but the sharpness of his facial features always makes people subconsciously overestimate his age.

The two went upstairs while chatting, and parted ways at the entrance of the corridor, Zhuang thought: "If he makes trouble again, come to me."

Compared with Zou Nan, Jiang Hui's character is even more criticized.They gossip behind their backs and instigate others to commit crimes, complaining and being vicious.But it's also easy to deal with, let him know that you are fierce enough and ruthless, so he will kill you and dare not provoke him, at most you will curse behind your back.

After all, although it is bad, it has a brain.

"Okay." Lin Minghe scratched his head, "But why is he afraid of you?"

Puzzled.

After all, in his opinion, Zhuang Xiang is good-looking and small, always smiling, obviously easy to get along with and not aggressive.

Zhuang Xiang tilted his head: "Oh, he was scared by beating someone last time."

Lin Minghe: "...!"

Grass.

Bewitched by Zhuang Xiang's smiling face and rainbow fart, he finally remembered that this man was not a kitten, but a wolf who would beat Zou Nan howling! !

He took a small step back.

Zhuang wanted to sigh, reflect on himself, and said in a low voice: "Actually, now that I think about it, I shouldn't have done it."

The world is so wonderful, violence is not good, not good.

Light of Buddha.jpg

"Then how can I do it!!" Lin Minghe put aside the counselment just now, ran over and opened his eyes wide to retort, "You can't let Zou Nan bully people, you can do it when it's time to do it! Don't be afraid, be afraid of a fart, The next time you encounter this kind of thing, ask me to go with you!"

Zhuang Xiang blinked, chuckled, and rubbed his hair twice, "What a cute little brother."

Lin Minghe: The old man blushed.

To be honest, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes that are not young at all, no one has ever called him brother qwq

In the end, Lin Minghe's affection for Zhuang Xiang increased greatly, and he directly dragged Zhuang Xiang to his practice room to plan to be together.

Jiang Hui heard the door creak open, and was about to swear, when he started swearing, he saw Zhuang Xiang walking in with a smile on his face.He was completely dumbfounded, pointing at Lin Minghe: "You...you!"

You actually asked for backup!

Lin Minghe was relieved: "My brother, Zhuang Xiang, boss, understand?"

Jiang Hui forbears: "...Understood."

Jiang Hui was forcibly taught by Lin Minghe, holding his stomach full of fire and not daring to attack, he stiffly sang and danced along with Lin Minghe, feeling like a student in middle school who was stared at by the head teacher for doing aerobics, which is not ordinary embarrassment.

Zhuang Xiang is at ease.He is not someone who is easily influenced, and he practiced rap in a different place and still practiced without distraction.

Sooner or later, Zhuang Xiang felt that his voice was getting a bit overloaded, so he put down the condenser microphone in the practice room, and said hello to Lin Minghe: "I'm going back to the dormitory first."

Lin Minghe, who was criticizing Jiang Hui, put on his clothes and ran over: "I'm with you!"

The isolated Jiang Hui: "? What about me?"

Lin Minghe turned his head: "Didn't you want to go out?"

Jiang Hui: "...Fuck, it's already one o'clock now!" And he turned over the wall :)

"Ah." Lin Minghe said, "Then go back to the dormitory and sleep."

Jiang Hui: "..."

I'm so angry, I dare not say it.

Lin Minghe and Zhuang Xiang were similar in age and had a lot of topics. After chatting all the way back, he sent Zhuang Xiang to the door and said that they would play games together later.

Zhuang Xiang readily accepted: "Okay!"

Song Yichen, who has been waiting for Zhuang to come back to play games: "?"

Boy, dove me face to face?

When Zhuang wanted to turn around, he patted his head: "Sweet three rows."

Song Yishen: "Three rows are so sweet!! I want double rows!"

Zhuang thought: "Don't do this, he is here to join us, not to break us up." qwq

Song Yishen:?

In the end, a compromise was made. Zhuang wanted to be the boss, and what the boss said was what he said.

With the help of a big boss, you don't have to worry about being a star, just worry about whether the lying posture is chic enough.

Su Yuan was already asleep, and Qi Beizhen was playing his own bass melancholy on the balcony.Zhuang wanted to turn off the light after washing, and turned on the game. With the help of the small desk lamp, his eyes scanned the table again and again.

What to send?

After a while, he opened the drawer, looked at the small blue box for a while, hesitated for a long time, and took it out and placed it on the table.

Song Yishen said, "It's started!"

Zhuang wanted to lie on the bed and cover the quilt: "Here we come."

Grandmother: 【Wake up yet】

It was dark inside.Zhuang Xiang glanced at the time, and replied in a daze: [Dear brother, I hope you remember that it is twelve o'clock]

Old lady: [Yes, twelve o'clock at noon]

Zhuang Xiang stared blankly for a while, then woke up in shock: "!!"

——Yes, how could it be twelve o'clock in the evening, he returned to the dormitory at one o'clock yesterday.

Zhuang wanted to sit up from the bed, only to realize that it was Su Yuan who helped them close the big curtains, and now the dormitory was as dark as night.

Qi Beizhen was still playing his bass, and the flowing music gave the bedroom a literary style.Song Yi fell into a deep sleep, snoring all the time.

Su Yuan turned on the small desk lamp, his gentle face looked very soft under the light.At this time, he put down the book and looked at him: "Are you awake?"

Zhuang Xiang grunted and scratched his messy hair twice: "It's all because Song Yichen dragged me into playing games qwq"

Ding dong.

Zhuang wanted to pick up his phone and take a look.

Old lady: [I have arrived at the gate of the base, I called your director, and I will come out to play today]

Zhuang Xiang blinked and replied: [But I want to practice [狗头维出.jpg]]

Grandmother: [Come here to practice]

Zhuang thought: [? 】

Old lady: [Come out, think about it]

...Since I'm urging.

Zhuang Xiang sighed and began to wash, feeling that it would not be easy for him to let go of the childlike innocence that is rare for an old lady.After changing his clothes, Zhuang wanted to take his little blue box, walked to the gate of the base, and saw a ball at a glance.

Xiang Ran is wearing thick clothes today, sunglasses, hat, scarf and mask, wrapped up in an imageless way.

Zhuang Xiang recognized him immediately.

It's not that Xiang Ran has any aura, but that in the base, a place where sisters, paparazzi or fans may appear at any time, there is no player who would wear such a bloated dress.

Xiang Ran has always been a person who doesn't care about demeanor and only wants temperature. He probably came here in a hurry yesterday and didn't pay attention. Today, this is his winter daily clothes.As thin, unrestrained and personable as yesterday, many people doubted whether he was so-and-so.But if he appeared in front of the players today, few people would notice it.

It's not unreasonable that the paparazzi can't take pictures of Xiang Ran every winter.

Who can recognize this! !

Zhuang Xiang walked over: "Brother."

Xiang Ran glanced at him and sighed: "I can really sleep."

Zhuang thought:?

Give him a punch.

Xiang Ran looked down at him, put his hands in his pockets, rubbed his protruding knuckles, and said, "Wear more."

"Like you?" Zhuang wanted to tease.

Xiang Ran tilted his head: "I can't do this, you have to wear more."

Zhuang thought: "..."

No, what's the difference between that and a spheroid! !

He tried to pull out his hand, but couldn't pull it out, "You don't need to cover it, I have my own pocket."

Xiang Ran: "I wear a lot to keep me warm."

Zhuang wanted to retort: ​​"I wear too much!"

Xiang Ran looked at him.

Zhuang wanted to add: "Four floors."

Xiang Ran chuckled, and let go of his hand.

Zhuang Xiang was withdrawing his hand and putting it in his pocket, but when he turned his head, Xiang Ran took off his scarf, turned his head and lowered his eyes to trap Zhuang Xiang, and stuffed it into the down jacket.

The scarf, which still has a burning body temperature, has his usual smell, and the alienated and cold fragrance is surrounded by layers, and you can smell a little wine aftertaste.

Zhuang Xiang tugged at the scarf in confusion: "...Although, it's not handsome like this."

Not only is it not handsome, but it is also very bloated.

"I'm afraid you're cold."

"...Cold your head."

Xiang Ran was serious: "It's really cold."

Zhuang Xiang: ...

There is a kind of cold, which makes the mother think you are cold =_=

Zhuang wanted to compromise.In the winter, he took Xiang Ran around for a while, and finally came to the cafeteria to pack the chicken ribs that he had agreed upon.

Zhuang wanted to give a thumbs up: "It's delicious! Absolutely!"

Xiang Ran doesn't like fried food, but he just responded with a smile: "Yeah."

Don't want to spoil the fun.

And this kind of food, it doesn't matter if you think about eating it once in a while, he thought.

Zhuang, who ate every day, thought: What?

"Sister Xiaohua helped me buy a house here, and I can live there anytime." Xiang Ran said, "Would you like to take a look?"

Zhuang Xiang had an epiphany: "So that's where you said 'go to your place to practice'?"

Xiang Ran nodded.

Zhuang Xiang readily agreed.

Xiang Ran took him out of the base, relying on his bloatedness all the way without any scruples.After all, in such a cold winter, no one would cast strange glances at a man in full armor—because if you glanced at it casually on the street, the street was full of such outfits.

When he got to the apartment, Zhuang wanted to look around curiously.Xiang Ran was obviously not familiar with this place, so he turned on the door button several times before turning on the light in the living room correctly.

His sight suddenly brightened.The design is elegant and the colors are very warm.

Zhuang wanted to throw himself on the sofa and paralyzed for a while, Xiang Ran took off his coat layer by layer, hung up his hat, turned on the air conditioner with the remote control, came over and sat down.

Zhuang Xiang turned over and leaned against him, took out the small blue box in his pocket and handed it over, "For you, a New Year's gift."

Xiang Ran was curious: "What will it be this year?"

Zhuang thought: "My favorite thing."

Xiang Ran, who has been teased for several years, has no hope at all.Until he opened the box and saw two green skull earrings lying quietly inside.

"..."

Knowing how precious Zhuang Xiang is to the pair of earrings, Xiang Ran suddenly choked up in his throat.After a pause, a hoarse voice escaped from his throat: "This is not..."

Zhuang Xiang was annoyed: "That's right, it's that moldy rotten bun!"

His coveted green skull stud earrings.

Thinking about it is a bit reluctant.

Xiang Ran pursed his lips.Some uncontrollable conjectures in his heart began to grow wantonly, and he listened blankly to the sound of his heartbeat becoming louder and louder.

Zhuang wanted to look around beside him, but he waited for a long time without waiting for a response. He said, "Dislike? Return me if you dislike."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, Xiang Ran subconsciously turned his hand away, then paused for a moment in Zhuang Xiang's questioning eyes, and sighed, "I don't have anything to hate."

Zhuang wanted to doubt: "Really?"

He was the one who said before that this looked like a moldy rotten bun.

Xiang Ran couldn't help laughing, blinked, and picked up his dark history: "15-year-old paper stars, 16-year-old fifty-cent coins, 17-year-old iron rings in cans, I didn't say anything about those."

Zhuang Xiang propped his chin: "But this is the only thing you call ugly."

"It's ugly, but I don't dislike it." Xiang Ran touched the cold broken diamond with his fingertips, and said softly, "... Besides, didn't you just grab this with great difficulty?"

limited edition.

Expensive and less.It is Zhuang Xiang's big baby, and he likes it very much.

Xiang Ran still remembers that before, he had a good brother who wanted to borrow it for a look, but Zhuang Xiang refused to do it no matter what.

Give it to him so easily now?

Xiang Ran tightened his fingers subconsciously, the edges and corners of the broken diamond hurt his palm.

"Well, although it hurts a little bit." Zhuang Xiang sighed, then hooked his shoulders with him with a smile, and rubbed his neck, "But it's not a loss to give you, what's yours is mine."

You little bastard, be confident.

Xiang Ran chuckled and rubbed his hair: "I only want one, and I'll keep one for you."

Zhuang thought: "!"

"I like it so much, I don't want to steal love." Xiang Ran took one and put it in his pocket, and said, "What do you want to drink? I'll make it."

Zhuang thought: "The ice is falling!"

Xiang Ran: "Okay, hot milk."

Zhuang thought: "?"

No, you have already decided, why are you asking me? ?

Xiang Ran went to the kitchen to jingle, Zhuang wanted to grope in the living room alone, turned on the TV and began to study on his own.After a while, the phone suddenly rang crazily, and he picked it up in confusion.

Classmate Xiao Song: [Did you give your earrings to the actor? ? ? 】

Student Xiao Su: [Actor stamped your earrings are not ugly^_^Are you unhappy]

Classmate Xiao Xu: [Shocked my whole family, brother, the actor has the same earrings as you! ! 】

Classmate Xiao Lin: [Oh my god, Xiang Yingdi's aesthetics is actually the same as yours! !Strange news in the world! 】

Zhuang thought: "..."

He turned to Weibo and checked the trending searches.

#Shocked Veteran Cadre Business#

# Item burning earrings #

Click in to have a look, related to Weibo:

Xiang Ran V: [Not ugly. [picture]】

He ran to the kitchen to see Xiang Ran.

Xiang Ran just put down his Weibo posting hand and turned to look at him.

He didn't smile, but his eyes couldn't hide what was on his mind. In his beautiful blue eyes, the extremely cold glaciers slowly melted into the bubbling spring water of April streams, and the light of the stars made people's hearts thump uncontrollably.

Zhuang thought: "...?"

Xiang Ran's ears were red, he wanted to laugh but held back, with a straight face: "Nothing else, just thinking that I haven't communicated with fans for a long time."