My Star [Campus]

Jian Xin was taken away by Yan Feicheng to talk, and Li Xingyu didn't know what they said, but when Yan Feicheng came back, Jian Xin looked calm and collapsed.

When Li Xingyu asked him, he just smiled and changed the subject, nonsense, saying that Xingxing didn't love him anymore and he paid so much attention to other men.

Li Xingyu was so helpless that he had no choice but to rub Yan Feicheng's limp black hair.

Don't look at Yan Feicheng who is gentle, stable and ruffian in front of outsiders, he always likes to act like a baby in front of him, he would lean his head to rub against him every now and then, or kiss him on the face, he can do such little tricks For a long time, the smile was so bright that it was outrageous.

Li Xingyu's heart was softened by him, as if soaking in a hot spring all the time, it was soft and hot.

Evening self-study is a movie.

The whole school cheered for it.

Lao Lin asked the students to choose a movie, and there was no way to unify their opinions.

In the end, it was Lao Lin who made the final decision, "Just "The Sound of Music", a classic movie."

The students in the class wailed, "Teacher, I have watched it four or five times!"

"That's right, teacher, let's change it!"

Without raising his head, Lao Lin has already started searching for "The Sound of Music" movies.

The students in Class [-] muttered and had to accept their fate.

It's better to watch movies than study by yourself.

Lao Lin stayed for a while and then left. There were voices in the class, and there was a crisp sound when the packaging bag was opened while touching snacks.

Yan Feicheng was called by Lao Wang to have a heart-to-heart talk, and he didn't come back until a third of the movie was played.

All the lights were turned off in order to show the movie, Yan Feicheng closed the back door, and sat on the seat by the light on the screen.

"Lao Wang asked you to relax again?" Li Xingyu asked in a low voice.

Yan Feicheng smiled, "Yes. He was afraid that something might go wrong in my heart and that I was too strict with myself."

In fact, Yan Feicheng thought he was fine.

Although he reads mathematics from morning to night, it is not without entertainment and will not relax at all.

His head hurt from looking at it, so he lay down and looked at Li Xingyu, and he couldn't help smiling after a few more glances, his eyes were full of his stars, if Li Xingyu smiled at him again, Yan Feicheng would Can sweetly lean over and act like a baby.

What pressure, what psychological problems.

Nothing that a glance at the stars can't fix.

If so, take a look.

He promised Lao Wang that he had a good balance between work and rest. Even if Lao Wang didn't trust him, he had no choice but to obediently listen to Lao Wang's persuasion.

After all, Lao Wang is also wholeheartedly for his own good.

Li Xingyu wanted to say something, but a round toffee was stuffed into his mouth.

He rolled the toffee around in his mouth.

"Is it sweet?" Yan Feicheng asked.

Li Xingyu nodded.

Yan Feicheng smiled lowly, "Can you give me a taste?"

Don't you have it?

Before Li Xingyu could say a word, warm and soft lips pressed against the whiteboard when the light went dark because of the movie transition scene.

The mouth was quickly and gently swept around, and the toffee rolled between the two smooth and soft tongues, melting a full of sweetness.

The two of them sat in the back row, and while everyone was staring at the movie on the whiteboard, they were hardly noticed.

Yan Feicheng kissed for a while longer.

Zhou Yuan seemed to have heard something, and while muttering "Old Jane, did you hear any sound", he wanted to turn his head and look back in doubt.

Jian Xin quickly hugged Zhou Yuan's big head, glanced at the two sticky people behind him from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and said, "What sound? Why didn't I hear it? You heard it wrong, Yuanyuan, come on, Watch a movie with Dad, it’s a good movie.”

Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded.

Just now you complained about how many times you watched the movie from 800 years ago!

Zhou Yuan still wanted to die, "I want to see..."

Jian Xin covered his mouth ruthlessly, "No, you don't want to."

Zhou Yuan: Yuanyuan is wronged, but Yuanyuan doesn’t talk about QAQ

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The final race the next morning was the 400-meter relay.

You Siyuan, who is very explosive and average in stamina, is the first, Luo Jianmu and Yan Feicheng, who have great stamina and average explosiveness, are the third and fourth respectively, and Li Xingyu is the last.

Before Li Xingyu was taken to his place, he fisted Yan Feicheng.

Yan Feicheng smiled, "Xing Xing, wait for me to pass the baton to you first."

Li Xingyu couldn't help bending his lips, "Okay."

The 400m is a race that tests both speed and endurance. If you want to get a good ranking, you must keep sprinting with all your strength.

When the starting gun rang, the first shot rushed out quickly.

Class 1 was not very good in sports. You Siyuan was able to maintain No.3 at the beginning, and fell to No.[-] after half a lap.

The second bat, Luo Jianmu, could only keep himself at No.3 with all his efforts, and at this time, No.1 had surpassed him by a third of a circle.

Yan Feicheng pulled up the hair tie, revealing his smooth forehead and slightly narrowed eyes.

Taking the baton from Luo Jianmu, Yan Feicheng took a long leg and chased after him like the wind.

His speed is very fast, and he has surpassed No.2 after half a lap.

"Ah, ah, come on, Brother Yan!"

"Brother Yan, go over!"

"Brother Yan, come on!"

"Ah, ah, it's over, it's over, it's over!"

The students in class eight shouted like crazy.

Yan Feicheng stared straight at Li Xingyu who was waiting in front of him, and with a bang, he directly surpassed the person who was originally ranked No.1.

Li Xingyu's heart beat faster because of the excited classmates around him, and he couldn't help but bend his lips when he looked into Yan Feicheng's eyes.

Taking the baton from Yan Feicheng's warm palm, the two quickly exchanged a look. Li Xingyu felt that he was full of strength and could almost fly directly to the finish line.

The one passed by Yan Fei is the third class, and the baton is almost the same as the eighth class.Originally, they wanted to see if they could overtake Li Xingyu in the last lap, but the boy who was the best at the end felt a little desperate after running.

Did Li Xingyu take a stimulant?

How could he run so fast?

Originally, Yan Feicheng surpassed the third class, but now Li Xingyu was almost half a circle away from the third class.

After running past the finish line, Li Xingyu lost his energy and immediately felt tired.

He ducked to the side, his hands resting on his knees, gasping for breath.

At this time, a group of girls suddenly came towards him, and a few girls pushed and shoved, and one of them, a girl with a shawl and long hair, came out shyly with a blushing face, and whispered to Li Xingyu, "Li, Li Xingyu, this bottle of water is for you."

Li Xingyu looked up at her.

There was still a running blush on his face, which was particularly obvious on his fair face, but his eyes were cold.

When he met his eyes, the girl's face turned pale, and after Li Xingyu spoke, her eyelashes filled with tears and she almost didn't cry.

"Who are you, bring me water."

Those good friends of the girl were not happy, and pulled the girl, "Qiqi, let's go."

The girl named Qiqi still didn't give up, and asked in that sweet voice, "Then can we get to know each other?"

Li Xingyu's face became even colder, "If you want to know me, you must know me?"

Qiqi stomped her feet and ran away with red eyes.

Her friend scolded Li Xingyu for being rude, and went after Qiqi.

Li Xingyu sneered, and suddenly a pair of arms stretched out from behind to wrap around his shoulders, and a familiar voice rang out with a smile, "Is this for a girl who likes you?"

"It's not me that she likes, but my face and school bully name." Li Xingyu said indifferently.

Yan Feicheng chuckled twice, "It's fine, as long as I like you as a person."

The indifference in Li Xingyu's eyes broke the ice because of his words, and a little smile appeared, "Poor mouth."

Yan Feicheng rubbed against his neck reluctantly, and kissed the back of his neck quietly while no one was paying attention, "This is the truth."

Li Xingyu touched his soft black hair with his backhand.

Surrounded by crowded and noisy people, the two of them formed a world of their own, a world full of sweetness and warmth.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Yuan [wronged Baba]: I think...

Jian Xin [indifferent and tired]: No, you don't want to.

Cheng Cheng: Is the toffee delicious?

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