My Star [Campus]

Under the bright and scorching sun, the basketball slapped on the ground with a thud.

Yan Feicheng turned his phone, looking at Li Xingyu on the basketball court with burning eyes.

Li Xingyu's short sleeves were half soaked with sweat, and her hair was wetly stuck to her forehead.

He had just scored a goal and was panting while holding his legs, his face was flushed, beads of sweat rolled down his neck and slipped into his short sleeves.

Perhaps it was because of the heat, so he lifted the hem of his short sleeves to fan himself, and he could vaguely see the smooth and beautiful muscle lines between his waist and abdomen.

Yan Feicheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he cursed in a low voice.

Zhou Yuan was also drenched in sweat, his already dark face was sunburned black and red, sweat covered his face.

"Boss, do you want to play again?" Zhou Yuan was so excited that he opened his mouth to reveal his big white teeth.

"Brother Li, come!"

"Brother Li, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

The friendship between boys is really too simple. It only takes a ball game, and they can hook Li Xingyu's shoulders and call them "brother" affectionately and convincingly.

"No more fights," Li Xingyu wiped the sweat from his brow, and refused with a smile, "You guys fight, I'll go get a drink."

The boys dispersed to play ball.

Li Xingyu walked to the stands.

Yan Feicheng threw the phone aside, picked up the mineral water that had just been taken out of the refrigerator in the small shop, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Li Xingyu, "Drink."

Li Xingyu was not polite either, he raised his head and drank most of the bottle after receiving the mineral water.

Yan Feicheng watched his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and silently looked away.

"What did Lao Wang tell you to do just now?" Li Xingyu, who drank half of the bottle of water before feeling alive, twisted the lid and asked Yan Feicheng.

Yan Feicheng stared at a bead of sweat rolling down Li Xingyu's neck, and said absently, "He told me to study mathematics hard."

"You're really good at math." Li Xingyu praised Yan Feicheng's speed when he thought of the questions.

Li Xingyu also tried to solve the problem in class yesterday, but his method was very cumbersome and could not be as concise as Yan Feicheng's. It can be seen that Yan Feicheng's thinking in mathematics is very flexible.

Yan Fei agreed.

"Does he want you to participate in the competition?" Li Xingyu thought for a while, "There is a guy in Lao Wang's class who is good at mathematics, and he has been encouraging that person to participate in the mathematics competition."

However, Sixth Middle School's participation in this kind of competition is usually just a formality in the municipal preliminary competition. Occasionally, those who can enter the provincial competition are already boasting.

After all, the level of No.[-] High School is here.

Yan Feicheng nodded, "Old Wang persuaded me for a full 10 minutes, and the whole office was full of him saying 'challenge yourself and lay a good foundation for your future...'" He scratched his hair, Some helplessly said, "The teachers in the office are all looking at me, and Lao Lin is still standing by the side with his teacup from the revolutionary era, smiling and listening."

Li Xingyu felt a little funny when he thought of that scene, "You agreed?"

"I told them that I don't want to go." Yan Feicheng looked at the sweat dripping from Li Xingyu's forehead again, took out a bag of napkins from his pocket, and took out one for Li Xingyu , "Wipe off your sweat... Is one enough, I'll give you another one."

Li Xingyu took a tissue to wipe off his sweat, "Enough is enough, two sheets are enough."

Yan Feicheng stuffed the napkin back into his pocket again, "I'm just a kid who fishes every day, so why do I want to participate in a math competition where I have to grab my hair and be destined to be bald?"

Li Xingyu was thirsty again, and was turning off the lid to pour water, almost choked.

He looked at Yan Feicheng speechlessly, only to see the boy's brows and eyes smiling, his delicate facial features dazzling in the sunlight.

Li Xingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked away unnaturally, "Why are you so thick-skinned..." He coughed dryly, not knowing what he was going to say, "I'm going to take a bath in the dormitory, you going or not?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Li Xingyu realized that he had said it himself, wishing he could bite off his tongue in an instant.

Was he insane?

If you're not a little girl, do you still need someone to accompany you in the shower?

Li Xingyu touched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, it's easy to say."

Yan Feicheng's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and his smile was much faked, "Who else have you bathed with?"

Who is it?

Zhou Yuan?

Could it be that Li Xingyu likes his silly, sweet, muscular guy?

No no no impossible.

Li Xingyu shook his head subconsciously, "No." He realized that his explanation had been misunderstood by Yan Feicheng, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "I mean, it's like asking if you're here to play basketball, or if you're going to take a shower. gone."

Yan Fei looked at him firmly, making sure that he shouldn't have lied to him, and gave Li Xingyu a bright smile without hesitation, "Go, let's go together."

"Let's go together" was bitten very hard by him, and the deliberately drawn-out pronunciation paired with his naughty smile was quite meaningful.

Li Xingyu:? ? ?

I feel like this man is always flirting :)

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The No. [-] Middle School is a full-time closed management system. Yesterday, because it was the first day of reporting, the students were allowed to go back by themselves, but from today onwards, they will sleep in the school dormitory.

Li Xingyu and Yan Feicheng walked to the door of the men's dormitory. The man in charge of the men's dormitory took a look at them and saw Li Xingyu's sweaty short sleeves with a clear look, "It's playing basketball again. Come back to take a shower...Come on, just register here and you can go in."

Li Xingyu walked over to write his name, class, and dormitory number on the registration form. Yan Feicheng bent over Li Xingyu's back with his hands in his pockets, and whispered in his ear, "Write it down for me too, You know my dormitory, right next to yours, 302."

Li Xingyu's hand holding the pen shook, so he didn't draw a line on the registration form.

Without hesitation, he elbowed Yan Feicheng's stomach, "Get lost."

Li Xingyu's strength was not heavy, but Yan Feicheng squatted down, clutching his stomach with a low wail, as if he had been hit hard.

Li Xingyu knew his own strength, but he still looked at Yan Feicheng worriedly, and said in a cold voice, "Stop pretending."

"It really hurts," Yan Feicheng hissed, clutching his stomach and frowning, as if he really had an unbearable abdominal pain, his eyelids lifted and he looked up with pitiful, weak and helpless eyes.

real or fake?

After finishing the registration, Li Xingyu threw the pen on the table, bent down to look at Yan Feicheng, "I tell you, if you pretend to be me, I..."

Yan Feicheng raised his head suddenly, with a smile on his face. He stretched his legs and stood up immediately. He stretched out his hand and hugged Li Xingyu, who was stunned for a while before he could react, and said with a smile, "Xingxing , I'll take you to take a bath."

Li Xingyu was caught off guard by Princess Yan Feicheng, his face turned red with anger, "Yan! Fei! Cheng! I won't fucking kill you today!"

Yan Feicheng kept begging for mercy.

The dormitory uncle poked his head out of his small room to look at the backs of the two boys fighting, and squinted his eyes cheerfully, "Hey, it's nice to be young."

The author has something to say:

Uncle: Hehehe [flies rub their hands]

Cheng Cheng: I, a master of drama √