Don't Pretend to be Poor with Me

silence.

solidification.

Dead silence.

After the door was closed, the two of them maintained a posture of sitting on the sofa and the other sitting on each other's legs facing each other, motionless.

It seems that as long as they don't move, the embarrassment of She Shi can be sealed in this room forever.

Until Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows and tentatively asked two words: "Continue?"

Song Yancai slapped Xia Zhiye's hand off his waist with a slap: "Go on!"

With a cold face, he tried to get up from Xia Zhiye's body, but because his hands were covered with gloves and ointment, and he was afraid of soiling the sofa, it was inconvenient to support him. He could only rely on the strength of his waist and legs, so it was a bit difficult to climb.

Halfway up the climb, the center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered before he could stabilize, and fell back on Xia Zhiye's legs, hitting his body full of arms.

Xia Zhiye tried to help him, but Song Yan slapped him open again, and said viciously, "Don't touch me."

Tsk, what a temper.

Anyway, it's not my own fault that I can't get up.

So Xia Zhiye just sat on the sofa leisurely, watching Song Yan struggle hard on his thigh.

However, it will soon be impossible to get up.

After all, two big men were sitting face to face at such a close distance, and one of them was still wriggling restlessly, so it was inevitable that they would encounter some strange places.

When Song Yan got up for the third time and fell back, Xia Zhiye turned his head away, put his fist under the tip of his nose and coughed dryly.

When he coughed, Song Yan, who was concentrating on getting up, seemed to realize something, and after a moment of stiffness, he cursed "fuck" in a low voice.

He didn't care about making the sofa dirty, he pushed his right hand to the side, jumped up quickly, picked up the ointment, and threw it into Xia Zhiye's arms: "Apply it yourself."

After speaking, he hurried out.

I was so busy that I even took a turn.

Looking at someone with the same hands and feet, Xia Zhiye held back his smile and asked, "Are you going to eat Shanghuai's supper at night?"

"Tell him to buy a plane ticket and leave in two days, and not tonight." Song Yanqiang put down the answer pretending to be calm, and then fled the scene of the crime quickly.

Xia Zhiye looked at the back of someone fleeing in a hurry, and couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips.

Then he lay back on the sofa and sighed a long time. It turned out that what was said in the physiology and hygiene class that the hormone secretion of adolescents is particularly strong is true.

But why does it feel like he is the only one who is thriving?

It seemed that he was like some shameless hooligan.

Song Yan went out of the room, closed the door, and just wanted to take it easy, but when he turned his head, he saw a thing who didn't know what it was lurking in the corner of the dark living room, and was so scared that he almost kicked it.

When he turned on the light and recognized that thing as Shen Jiayan, he breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of monster are you?"

Shen Jiayan curled up next to the sofa, hugging his knees, his eyes were dull, and he had nothing to love: "I saw things that I shouldn't have seen. I'm no longer that innocent and innocent boy. I'm dirty."

"..."

Song Yan wanted to pack him, a naive and simple boy, on the spot and send him back to Beijing by SF express express.

But out of consideration for his own image, he suppressed the violent impulse in his body and patiently explained: "It's not what you see."

Shen Jiayan nodded: "Well, needless to say, I understand."

Song Yan raised her eyebrows: "What do you know?"

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you, and you should pay attention to your own safety."

"..."

You know shit.

Song Yan exhausted all his cultivation in this life to resist throwing Shen Jiayan off the balcony, lowered his head and pinched the center of his brows: "Don't be full of yellow waste, it's because Xia Zhiye is allergic, I applied medicine to him, and then slipped accidentally. Just for a moment."

Shen Jiayan: "Oh"

A short word fully expresses the meaning of "you can say whatever you want, as long as you are happy, but the truth is at your fingertips".

"..."

Song Yan felt that he couldn't communicate with fools anymore.

She simply gave up and asked directly, "What do you need from us?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't suddenly open their room door at night.

When he asked, Shen Jiayan recovered from the shock and remembered the business: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I just wanted to ask about that sexy and beautiful male high school student."

"Shang Huai?" Song Yan reacted for a while before realizing who the sexy and beautiful male high school student was, "Is he looking for you?"

"Did I directly ask him to place an order for 100 rounds before, and I paid all the money, but now there are more than [-] rounds left, and he suddenly told me that he can no longer play games in the future, and transferred my order to that cute A handsome male high school student, asked me if I agreed."

"You disagree."

"That's not true. Anyway, whoever plays with you is the same. As long as you can bring me up, I'm mainly worried that something happened to him. Why can't he play games all of a sudden? I'm a netizen, and it's not good. When I asked him, I wondered if you were classmates, and if you knew something, and it happened that the door of your room was not closed, so..."

So I accidentally saw such a dirty scene.

Shen Jiayan hugged her dirty self in distress, not daring to speak anymore.

Song Yan was so powerless that he didn't want to beat him up, and said expressionlessly, "Stop your nasty thoughts. And Shang Huai is fine, he just passed a singer's audition and is going to Beijing for an interview. I guess he won't have time to play later. .”

"Oh, that's good." Shen Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again, "How about that cute and beautiful male high school student?"

The intersection of Song Yan, Shang Huai and Zhou Ziqiu is basically limited to Xia Zhiye, so familiarity is not considered familiar, and we can only make a rough judgment based on our usual contact and experience of several times: "Maybe his personality is not as good as Shang Huai's." Well, there are not so many words, but the people should be good, and the game technology should be better."

"Okay. Then I wish your classmate a smooth interview."

After Shen Jiayan finished speaking, she continued to hug herself and remained motionless.

Song Yan took a deep breath: "Do you want to die?"

Shen Jiayan immediately jumped up from the floor and rushed back to the room. Before closing the door, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head, and said to Song Yan mysteriously: "Remember to read WeChat before going to bed."

After finishing speaking, he quickly closed the door, and then locked it from the inside with a "click" to prevent future troubles.

Song Yan: "..."

He always felt that Shen Jiayan didn't send him anything good.

Sure enough, I took out my phone and opened it to see:

[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: Link: "The Harm of Excessive Sexual Indulgence among Teenagers"

[The world is the sweetest little milkberry]: link: "Learn the correct protective measures from me"

[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: link: "Doing this will make you feel more comfortable"

[] The sweetest milkberry in the world]: link: ...

At last.

[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: Brother, take care, Xia Zhiye has a really good figure [Rainbow/emoji]

Song Yan: "..."

If possible, he really wished he had never brought Shen Jiayan to Nanwu.

Besides, Xia Zhiye has a good figure, doesn't he just have abdominal muscles and mermaid lines?

Song Yan recalled it carefully, and felt that it was actually just average.

The next day's dinner was held in the small courtyard of Zaijiu Alley.

Grandma Liu cooked a large table of meals in person, and Shang Huai brought two large pots of bullfrogs and a box of drinks to put on the table, and the farewell banquet officially began.

Shang Huai poured himself a full glass of Coke, and bowed in front of Song Yan: "The first cup is to my father, classmate Song Yan."

Song Yan: "..."

If he remembered correctly, Shang Huai's father was Xia Zhiye a day ago.

Shang Huai is easy to talk about: "Hey, we are all a family anyway, and it doesn't matter whoever is a father. I mainly want to thank you for your generosity and help."

After finishing speaking, he drank a glass of fat house happy water in one breath, and sighed: "Brother Yan, to be honest, at first I couldn't figure out why Master Xia was so kind to you, I thought you were very cold and picky, Very pretentious, very unkind, very..."

In the middle of the "special", he bumped into Song Yan's murderous ice face, swallowed it, and immediately said a righteous "but", and then the conversation changed.

"But now I know I was wrong. Not only is our brother Yan handsome, with good grades and rich family, but he is also very kind and loyal. He is definitely a friend among friends. In the future, if you need it, please tell me and get a knife." There is a sea of ​​fire under the mountain, it is my duty! I will pay back the money as soon as possible, I wish you and Brother Ye..."

"?"

"Hundred years of harmony."

"..."

Before Song Yan could directly poke Shang Huai's throat with his chopsticks, Xia Zhiye kicked him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shang Huai flinched, and said with a playful smile: "Just kidding, if our wild brother is really bent, what will we do with our school belle?"

"School beauty?" Shen Jiayan became excited when he heard this word.

It's rare for someone to support her, and Shang Huai didn't think it was a big deal: "It's just our school belle, she's so pretty, and she chased our wild brother for a whole year."

How could he not know about this.

Song Yan raised his eyelids, and Xia Zhiye hurriedly picked up a chopstick dish for him: "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just a third-year senior in high school, and she likes to make jokes when she has nothing to do."

"It has nothing to do with me, anyway, you have more than forty girlfriends, and this one is not bad." Song Yan put the vegetables Xia Zhiye picked aside expressionlessly.

Xia Zhiye: "..."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Shang Huai: "..."

"Well, can I ask, how did you know that Xia Ye has more than forty girlfriends?" Shang Huai tentatively asked.

Song Yan glanced at Shen Jiayan.

Shen Jiayan hid back guiltily.

Song Yan glanced again, and Shen Jiayan hid again.

Glance again, hide again.

Glance again, then...

bar-

Shen Jiayan slid off the chair, but fortunately Zhou Ziqiu was next to him and scooped him up quickly.

Shen Jiayan hurriedly said to the boy in black sweater next to him, "Thank you, thank you."

Then he looked at Song Yan with a guilty conscience: "That...it's all rumors in the world...maybe there are some lack of truth."

"Some?" Shang Huai clicked twice, "You can be bolder with this word, more than a few, it's just a random fabrication, our Lord Xia is a famous steel straight man, not close to women, disowned by six relatives, single mother and child .Do you know what he did?"

Shen Jiayan: "What?"

"When we were in the third grade of junior high school, a senior girl finally mustered up the courage to confess to Master Xia, but he took a look at his math test paper and said that it was impossible for him to fall in love with someone whose score was half as high as his own. I was so angry that I enrolled in a math tutoring class on the spot."

"and then?"

"Then the day she returned to school after the high school entrance examination, she brought a lot of presents with her parents and blocked Master Xia at the door of the classroom."

"Forced marriage and forced marriage?"

"No, it's because after being stimulated, Chaohua stopped dressing up, watching idol dramas, and falling in love. She studied hard and insisted on fighting for her breath. Finally, she was admitted to the best high school in our city. Her parents were so moved." Sending a pennant to Lord Xia."

"What did you write?"

"Encouraging Learning."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Song Yan: "..."

The development of things turned out to be so unexpected.

Shang Huai recalled the past, and he couldn't stop thinking: "I've never seen such an incomprehensible man like Master Xia in my life, who lost his face, legs, and abs for nothing. If I had this condition, would I still worry about not being able to fall in love early?"

Shen Jiayan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, when you become popular in the future, you will definitely meet a girl who appreciates your talent."

"Can't she admire my face?"

"..."

Shen Jiayan withdrew his hand silently, picked up the Coke, took a sip, and pretended not to hear the words.

The silence speaks.

Shang Huai was very hurt, and sighed: "So it's better to date online, look at my little milkberry..."

"Cough, cough—" Shen Jiayan choked up when he heard the word, and before he could recover, he asked loudly, "Who is dating you online!"

"Why are you so excited?" Shang Huai was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. "It's true that I haven't dated online yet, but I believe that as long as I persevere, I can do it. It's a pity that I have to work on my career now. First entrust Little Milkberry to my brother for now."

He said and looked at Zhou Ziqiu: "A friend's wife should not be bullied, you have to be measured, do you understand?"

Zhou Ziqiu didn't even bother to talk to him: "I'm not interested in that kind of girl who can't speak well."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

You're the one who can't speak well, you're the one who's too hot, and you're the girl.

At the side, Xia Zhiye managed to pick a fat bullfrog leg out of the pot, put it in the hands of Song Yan, and said with a smile, "What if it's a man."

Zhou Ziqiu raised his eyebrows: "With that name, that voice, that tone, can it be a man?"

"It's hard to say. On the surface, it's called Xiao Tiantian, but it may actually be a little brother..."

"Cough cough cough-"

Xia Zhiye originally wanted to tease Shen Jiayan to avenge being slandered as King of the Sea, but Song Yan, who was eating the bullfrog, suddenly choked, lowered his head and coughed violently.

Xia Zhiye hurriedly handed him a glass of water and patted his back: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"Yes, there are too many." Shang Huai stretched out his chopsticks to squeeze into the basin, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Hey, that's wrong! I ordered eight bullfrogs, and they disappeared!"

Zhou Ziqiu tapped his chopsticks, motioning him to look at the mountain of bones in front of Song Yan: "They were all picked here by Xia Zhiye."

"It's not right. Based on my many years of experience in eating frogs, there are definitely not eight of them." Shang Huai did not believe in evil, broke the pair of male chopsticks again, picked up the bones one by one and put them together.

Skilled and focused.

Soon, he patted the table: "Look, I ordered eight bullfrogs, and now I have 10 backs, but only 16 legs! Where did the other 16 legs go! This business is so disgusting! I want to take pictures for proof , go and reason with him!"

Shang Huai's face was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had been humiliated.

So much so that Shen Jiayan didn't quite understand: "As for it, isn't it just a few bullfrogs, if it's not enough to eat, just order two."

"It's not a question of whether there is enough to eat, it's cheating, it's dishonesty, it's a matter of principle. If you don't believe me, ask Lord Xia, if someone deliberately deceives him, is it right that you don't even have to be friends?"

Shen Jiayan turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye.

Song Yan, who had just got up after coughing and was about to take a sip to moisturize his throat when he heard this, stopped his movements unconsciously, as if he was also holding his breath waiting for Xia Zhiye's answer.

And Xia Zhiye was peeling a mint candy for Song Yan, and answered casually: "Indeed. Especially men's clothing and women's deceiving online dating, it's too much."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Song Yan: "..."

Shen Jiayan was convinced that Xia Zhiye was connoting himself, so he dared not speak out with anger.

But Song Yan just put down the cup silently.

Anyway, he never personally said that he was a girl, so as long as he didn't lie to Xia Zhiye about online dating, he shouldn't be called a lie.

After all, whoever said that [a woman with a lot of money and a lot of money] must be a girl?

He, Song Yan, is frank and frank.

The author has something to say: You don't lie to him about online dating, but he will lie to you about online dating!

Chapter 28 The sweet-scented osmanthus in the juvenile October has almost withered, spread the ground finely, wetted by the autumn rain that fell at night, embedded in the concrete floor of the yard, still offering the last fragrance.

The sixteen bullfrog legs that were missing did not go to the store to settle accounts in the end. In Shang Huai's words, they should be used to save some character for his pursuit of dreams.

After laughing and playing, the five of them moved five chairs and sat in a row under the eaves, watching Nanwu's most unusual rainy night.

"Tell me, can I go to Beijing this time?" The gag faded away, and Shang Huai's smile became a little more melancholy, "Why do I always feel that I can't do it? I'm not as handsome as Master Xia, and as tall as Zhou Ziqiu." Gao, apart from being able to sing some songs, he can't do anything, and I always feel that going to Beijing is a waste of time."

Song Yan doesn't know how to comfort others, nor can he lie against his conscience, so he can only choose to remain silent.

On the other hand, Xia Zhiye leaned on the back of the bamboo chair, propping up his two long legs, and said in a casual and meaningless tone, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. At worst, go to *** Square and take a day trip to Beijing. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future."

A sentence that can't be more plain, but it is the most extravagant.

Only teenagers dare to think so arrogantly that the days are still long, there are still many opportunities, and there is still plenty of time for dreams to come true.

Although many times they seem so helpless and powerless in the face of the obstacles brought by this world, youth and arrogance are the most luxurious capital they can always use against the adult world.

That's why Shang Huai said at that time: "Yes! If it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time! Anyway, I will definitely become the most popular singer in the future!"

Shen Jiayan also firmly believes: "I will definitely be able to build the most powerful game team in the future!"

Even Zhou Ziqiu felt that it was possible for him to become the best game designer in the world.

"Speaking of this, Master Xia, what is your dream? I have known you for so many years and I have never heard you mention it." Shang Huai turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye beside him.

Xia Zhiye didn't think much about it: "World peace."

"..."

Seeing everyone's disbelief, Xia Zhiye added slowly: "I'm serious. I have nothing in particular that I lack or want in particular since I was a child. If I have to talk about a dream, let's talk about world peace. At least you can live longer."

In this way, it fits Xia Zhiye's character very well.

"What about you, Brother Yan?"

Shang Huai asked again.

Song Yan calmly spat out four words: "Number one in the college entrance examination."

"..."

Obviously it is the most realistic wish, but for some reason, it sounds even more outrageous than world peace.

After all, few people would say that my dream is to be the first in every exam, and my dream is to be the number one in the college entrance examination, because in most people's minds, the so-called studying for exams is just a forced life process, not what they really want. desired result.

Shang Huai felt that Song Yan might have misunderstood the meaning of this "dream", and tried to guide him: "Apart from this, is there any longer-term plan?"

Song Yan said without hesitation, "It's gone."

Everyone: "..."

Shang Huai did not give up: "You don't want to be a scientist, astronaut, inventor or something?"

Song Yan looked sideways at him, as if looking at a mentally handicapped person who hadn't graduated from elementary school.

Shang Huai: "..."

Fine.

Maybe the handsome rich second-generation schoolmaster is different from others.

"Anyway, no matter what, I hope everyone's dreams can come true!" Shang Huai didn't bother to care so much, held up the beer and shouted.

Shen Jiayan immediately held up his Weiyi Soymilk with great dignity: "Yes! Our dreams can all come true!"

Zhou Ziqiu laughed and scolded "Idiot", and then relaxedly raised the cold beer in his hand.

The rest of Song Yan really couldn't do such a stupid thing, Xia Zhiye took his Coke and lightly touched the edge of the can in his hand, smiling lazily and indulgently: "I hope our family Song Daxi's dream will also come true!" It can be realized as soon as possible, and then I will come in second, just be the man behind the number one in the college entrance examination.”

As soon as the words fell, Shang Huai next door was immediately unconvinced: "Master Xia, you are biased! I want to bless you too!"

"You want a fart's blessing."

"I want what I want, and I want what others have." Shang Huai shamelessly wrapped himself around Xia Zhiye's thigh.

Xia Zhiye kicked him with a smile: "Get lost."

"Don't go away. Blessings. You are biased, huh huh..."

"Go away, don't be disgusting."

"If you don't go, don't go, don't go."

"Fuck, Shang Huai, I hit someone."

The childishness of the teenage boys is always unimaginable. The yard was noisy and scolding, and other people in the alley directly opened the door and scolded.

Song Yan cursed in his heart that they were all such idiots, but he couldn't help but raised his head and took a sip of his drink to cover up the corners of his lips.

Later, Song Yan thought that his life, which should have been deserted and lonely, started from this alley and went in a completely different direction.

It's just because I turned into a yard that I shouldn't have turned into, met a person who was different from others, and then was brought into those hustle and bustle.

Only then did his dull boyhood come alive.

So that in the memories of many years to come, there will only be the same silence and loneliness as in the previous ten years.

I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine.

Song Yan felt that this alley really had a good name.

·

On the day Shen Jiayan and Shang Huai were sent away, it rained heavily in Nanwu, and the temperature dropped overnight.

Shen Jiayan held Xia Zhiye's hand and babbled on for a long time, almost endlessly. Finally, Song Yan couldn't hold back and kicked him into the security checkpoint before giving up.

These two have only known each other for a few days, so there is so much to say.

Song Yan thought about it, turned and walked out of the airport hall expressionlessly.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind blew in his face, blowing a layer of goose bumps on Song Yan's back through the thin sweater, and he couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately, in the next second, the familiar warm body temperature came up.

Xia Zhiye put his arms around Song Yan's shoulders from behind, and lazily said: "Why are you being so fierce to Shen Jiayan, he is telling me to take good care of you."

Song Yan put his hands in his pockets and said angrily, "I'll take care of you?"

"Why not? Do you think I am using my stalwart body to protect you from the wind and rain?"

"Go to your uncle."

Song Yan bent his elbows back, trying to push Xia Zhiye away, but Xia Zhiye walked back with a smile, holding Song Yan even tighter, and when he felt Song Yan's hard shoulders, he asked, "What are you doing?" Didn't you bring thick clothes back when you returned to Beijing?"

Because I never came home.

But Song Yan didn't want to tell Xia Zhiye this, so he casually said: "Well, I forgot."

"Then you wear mine?"

Song Yan recalled the weird smiles of those girls when they wore Xia Zhiye's clothes last time, and she refused decisively: "I would rather choose to freeze to death."

At worst, it would take another two days, just wait for Shen Jiayan to go to his house to help him send the clothes.

Song Yan was already prepared for the cold, but when he returned to the dormitory, the housekeeper aunt stopped him: "Oh, Song Yan, you are finally back, your couriers have been piled up here for two days, we It’s hard to pass by, so you quickly move them away.”

Song Yan looked back, and there were indeed two large boxes in the corner of the duty room, which were almost as tall as a person.

Who would suddenly send him something?

Song Yan vaguely had the answer in his heart, went over and found that the sender was indeed Tan Qing, and the sending time was the second day after he left home.

After carrying one person and one box to the sixth floor, I opened the courier box and saw that it was full of neatly folded autumn and winter clothes in different categories. There was also a desiccant carefully placed in the dust bag, and a small box of commonly used autumn and winter clothes was attached. drug.

Presumably, Tan Qing had been thinking about this matter all the time, but it was only because he had blocked both her and Song Minghai's WeChat and phone calls after leaving Tan's house, that's why she didn't hear from her.

Song Yan is not a person who does not know what is good or bad. He dug out WeChat, unblocked it, thought for a while, and finally sent a message: [Thank you, Aunt Qin]

Tan Qing replied quickly: [It's okay, are you okay?Do you have any money?Tell Aunt Qin if there is anything missing? ]

Song Yan didn't know how much of this conversation was guilt and how much concern, he hesitated slightly with his fingertips, and replied: [Fortunately, there is no shortage, I will go to work]

This conversation was terminated.

He was still not used to this kind of warmth beyond the scope of his obligations, and he always dealt with it clumsily and indifferently.

And Xia Zhiye on the other end had already helped him take out all the clothes, and couldn't help but "tsk": "Our brother Yan is really particular."

The house is covered with clothes and shoes that are either luxury brands or expensive trendy brands. The combined price of two boxes of clothes and shoes is enough to buy a small apartment in the suburbs of Nanwu.

"If you are in trouble in the future, Shangxianyu's second-hand goods will probably make you a rich generation." Xia Zhiye joked casually.

Song Yan, however, felt that with his current net worth of 2158 yuan, he felt that he was in trouble: "It's not impossible."

Seeing that he seemed to be really thinking about it, Xia Zhiye smiled and said: "Don't worry, even if you are in trouble, I will support you, so I won't let the young master sell clothes."

Relying on you to support me, I don't know who will starve to death first.

Song Yan didn't even bother to talk to Xia Zhiye, and packed up his clothes on his own.

Both of them actually have a lot of clothes, but fortunately they are the only ones living in the entire four-person dormitory, so they can barely fit their things, but they just need to move Xia Zhiye's things by the way.

Contrary to Song Yan's pile of expensive clothes, Xia Zhiye's clothes are basically unnamed brands, and it looks like they were wholesaled from Taobao for 99 yuan and 3 pieces.

Among them, a pair of cheap brand basketball shoes were still painted on the side. It looked like it had been a few days old and had completely dried out.

Just as Song Yan was about to ask Xia Zhiye if he wanted to send the shoes and his clothes for dry cleaning, Xia Zhiye's cell phone rang.

"I'll answer the call first." Xia Zhiye glanced at the caller ID, put down the things in his hands, and walked to the window, "Hello, Liu Yue."

Hearing Liu Yue's name, Song Yan stopped what he was doing, thinking that Liu Yue was here to trouble Xia Zhiye.

However, after holding the phone for a while, Xia Zhiye lazily replied: "Okay, I'll figure out a way about this."

After speaking, I hung up.

Tilting his head, he met Song Yan's gaze, and there was a flash of treachery between his eyebrows and eyes, and he raised his lips and smiled: "Student Song Daxi, I heard from Shen Jiayan that you seem to play basketball pretty well?"

Song Yan was alert: "So?"

"So after the mid-term exam, there will be a sports meeting. Our school will have a basketball friendly match with a foreign student, but Shanghuai has gone to Beijing. There are few people now. I don't know if our Yan brother is interested in coming to fight side by side with me."

"Not interested in."

Very decisive.

Xia Zhiye: "..."

As expected of Song Yan.

It seems that it can only come softly.

Xia Zhiye sighed softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you're not interested, it's just that the chance to get revenge this year is probably gone."

The tone is pretending to be relaxed, but there seems to be sadness between the eyebrows.

Song Yan frowned slightly: "What do you mean by revenge?"

"It's nothing, it's just that our school's mid-term and final exams after the second year of high school are all district entrance exams, and the scores are higher than our school every time, so they like to mock us a few times, and nothing else."

That is to say, in the past history, during the college entrance examination, they were crushed and ridiculed outside, and then the third middle school was crushed back to save face during the basketball game.

Originally, this kind of boring contest had nothing to do with Song Yan, but Song Yan suddenly remembered what Zhao Yu said when he was in the flower shop.

The general meaning seems to be that Xia Zhiye actually studied in a foreign country when he was in junior high school, and later came to the third middle school after being persuaded by the foreign school for some reason.

Zhao Yu's original words at the time were "I can't get along outside the real world."

Song Yan didn't think that people like Xia Zhiye would not be able to get along somewhere, if they would, then it must not be Xia Zhiye's problem.

So even though Song Yan knew nothing about the outside world, he had automatically put on a hostile filter for this school, so he lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to tidy up his clothes: "I really can't find anyone to count me in, but I can't Guaranteed results."

Xia Zhiye showed an unsurprising smile.

Sure enough, Song Daxi of their family is soft but not hard, as long as he has a little routine, he will be right in one set.

Fortunately, this person usually pretends to be cold, otherwise, if someone finds out that he is actually so soft, what should he do?

Thinking of this, he put Song Yan on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, with your wild brother around, it is impossible to lose."

"Go to your mother's wild brother, show some face."

"Oh, really, if you don't believe me, look for yourself, we were both champions in the district basketball game and the city basketball game last year." Xia Zhiye said and handed the phone to Song Yan.

With a swipe of the finger, it turns out that they are all pictures of winning basketball games.

It has to be said that even among a group of high-spirited tall boys, Xia Zhiye, who was lazily standing in the crowd, was always the one who attracted the most attention.

It was an inherent boldness and propriety.

However, Song Yan's eyes fell on the bottom of one of the game photos - among a group of well-equipped basketball players, Xia Zhiye's old paint-stained sneakers looked a little out of place.

Although his self-confidence and brilliance are enough to make people ignore these details, Song Yan suddenly feels very uncomfortable when he thinks that Zhao Yu once mocked Xia Zhiye because he couldn't pay the tuition fees of the real school.

He didn't want Xia Zhiye to have any possible embarrassment in any place or under any circumstances.

Withdrew his gaze coldly: "That's it, don't worry about it, go ask Auntie for some mothballs."

That's what Song Yan, the little Aojiao, said, almost very good.

Xia Zhiye let out a "squeak" and walked out the door with a smile.

Song Yan was left alone in the dormitory, opened Alipay to check his balance, and then turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye's old pair of sneakers in the corner.

Pursing his lips slightly, he finally made up his mind, logged on to the website, selected a pair of sneakers that he thought were the most suitable for Xia Zhiye and happened to have a size 45 in stock, and paid for it.

1399.

Compared with his other shoes, the price is not expensive, but it is more than half of his current net worth.

And a person with Xia Zhiye's character would definitely return whatever gift he received, Song Yan didn't want to add extra burden to Xia Zhiye.

Therefore, when filling in the delivery address, Song Yan directly entered Xia Zhiye Shou, Class [-], Grade [-], Nanwu No. [-] Middle School, and added a note: [Do not disclose any information about the payer to anyone]

So on the day of returning to school, Xia Zhiye looked at the brand-new sneakers of unknown origin that suddenly appeared on his seat, and was at a loss: "Where did these things come from?"

Song Yan lowered his head and brushed the question, without changing his face and heartbeat: "It must be given by someone who has a crush on you."

Xia Zhiye thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not impossible based on his own charm value.

The author has something to say: Xia Zhiye later found out who the gift-giver was: He really loved me so much!