My Star [Campus]

Li Xingyu ran all the way to the school.

He slept so well last night that he almost overslept today.

It was already six o'clock when he woke up, he quickly changed his clothes and ran while grabbing his phone.

The phone showed that the call lasted six hours and was hung up at 05:30 in the morning.

It's a good thing he charged his phone last night, otherwise he might have shut it off before five o'clock.

Stepping on the preparation bell and walking into the classroom, Li Xingyu felt that only Yan Feicheng could be reflected in his eyes.

Yan Feicheng was flipping through an English book, resting his chin with his left hand and turning his pen with the right, with a careless expression.

Noticing the movement at the back door, Yan Feicheng turned his head and frowned when he saw him, the expression in his eyes softened instantly, "Here we come."

Li Xingyu felt a little hoarse.

He coughed lowly, and responded as if nothing had happened.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Li Xingyu stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Feicheng taking something out of the drawer, and then put a plastic bag on his desk.

Li Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and saw a bag of steamed buns, which still looked warm.

Before he could react, Yan Feicheng took out another thermos, "Didn't you have breakfast, I bought you Xiaolongbao, eat it while it's hot. This is the milk that was warmed at home, and I added honey for you of."

"You..." Li Xingyu's throat seemed to be choked by something.

"Hurry up, Lao Lin will be here later." Seeing that he was just staring at the plastic bag without moving, Yan Feicheng simply took out the disposable plastic chopsticks, and first ground them to make sure there were no wooden splinters. Then he handed it to Li Xingyu, "You don't want me to feed you, do you?"

"Get lost." Li Xingyu subconsciously snapped back.

He glanced at Yan Feicheng's hippie smiling face, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little.

After eating a small steamed bun, Li Xingyu felt that this was the best steamed bun he had ever eaten.

Yan Feicheng unscrewed the lid of the thermos for him again, "Take a couple of sips of milk too, be careful not to choke on it."

Li Xingyu obediently took the cup and took two sips.

The slightly scalded milk is mellow and sweet, with a hint of honey in the thick milky aroma.

He hasn't had a good breakfast for a long time, and he always eats something whole.

Li Xingyu stuffed a steamed bun in his mouth, his cheeks were swollen by the steamed stuffed bun, and he moved with the chewing movements, looking really cute.

Yan Feicheng silently stared at his moving cheeks for a long time, and finally couldn't help stretching out his hand to poke the swollen cheeks.

"Old Lin is here!"

Just when it was about to be poked, the classmate in front who was responsible for copying homework for the classmates, eating breakfast, sleeping, chatting and looking out yelled, shaking the whole class.

Those who copied their homework and those who had breakfast quickly stuffed their crime tools into a drawer, those who were sleeping started up, and those who were chatting turned their heads.

Class [-] immediately burst into the sound of books.

Li Xingyu also quickly stuffed the steamed buns into the drawer, chewed them twice and swallowed them. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a hand hanging in mid-air beside his face, subconsciously tilted his head, his eyes were puzzled .

Yan Feicheng withdrew his hand with hatred, pretending to be calm and said, "I'm afraid you'll eat your own hair, and I want to get it behind your ears for you."

Li Xingyu saw that his eyes were upright and his expression was calm, so he immediately believed him, "Thank you."

Yan Feicheng faked a smile, "You're welcome."

■

Although she slept late last night, her sleep quality was surprisingly good, so Li Xingyu is not sleepy now.

Lao Lin came in and wandered around before leaving, and the people in the class put down their pretentious books and started doing what they should do.

Zhou Yuan turned around, "Boss, are you going to play ball in the fourth PE class in the morning?"

After brief contact with Jian Xin yesterday, I feel that these two big guys are not particularly difficult to get in touch with, although I don’t know if they will suddenly violently beat you with a dog’s head and beat you to the hospital, as in the rumors. He wanted to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, but Jian Xin still upholds his responsibilities as the monitor, turned his head tremblingly and chatted awkwardly, "Brother Li is a good player?"

Li Xingyu responded lazily with a syllable from his nasal cavity.

Zhou Yuan was different, he suddenly became excited, pulled Jian Xin and began to spit and tell how Li Xingyu dominated the court with technical skills like Yao Ming was alive.

Li Xingyu almost lost his grip on the phone.

Listening to Zhou Yuan's mindless bragging, Li Xingyu only felt a headache.

Especially after he looked up and saw Jian Xin's expression of admiration, he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at Yan Feicheng's expression.

I also know that I am afraid that it is not very subtle.

The black fountain pen that Yu Guangzhong was flying between Yan Feicheng's fingers fell to the table with a clatter, but Yan Feicheng didn't pick it up, as if he was listening to Zhou Yuan blowing him intently.

Li Xingyu thought of Yan Feicheng's dazzling appearance on the court that he had seen by chance, and couldn't help but want to call Zhou Yuan's "Boss Thief", "Call the Boss", "The most dazzling one on the court" Xing, look at Boss, you won’t want to look at other people again” sealed his mouth.

His ears were red with shame, Zhou Yuan was still talking, and with Jian Xin's shocked gasp, Yan Feicheng seemed to be listening very seriously.

"Shut up." Li Xingyu grabbed a book and patted it, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he looked very indifferent.

Zhou Yuan was constantly blowing stars, but he was caught off guard by Li Xingyu, and immediately showed a pitiful look, "Boss, boss! Why are you beating me!"

"Boss still has a reason to beat you?" Li Xingyu violently suppressed him indifferently.

Zhou Yuan felt wronged.

Jian Xin silently turned around.

Wow, that's too scary. It's really true that you can do it right away, even the dog-legged servant can hit it, and the servant can't refute it...

Really, it's terrible!

Li Xingyu pretended to be nonchalant and swallowed the steamed buns one by one, holding the thermos cup with both hands to sip.

He quietly looked at Yan Feicheng from the corner of his eye, wondering if it was too late to explain to him that he was not as flamboyant as Zhou Yuan said, nor as violent as when he just beat Zhou Yuan.

Li Xingyu was full of melancholy, unaware that Yan Feicheng was also looking at him at this time.

See his lowered eyes hazy in the mist rising from the thermos cup, see a small drop of water condense on his eyelashes, see his rosy lips scalded by the slightly scalded milk.

Yan Feicheng turned his head and took a deep breath.

Damn, sooner or later it will be over.

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At the end of the morning reading, Li Xingyu was about to return the cup to Yan Feicheng and say thank you to him. As soon as he opened his mouth, Jian Xin stood up and said loudly, "The class representative will accept the homework."

Li Xingyu was interrupted, didn't care, and said again, "Yan..."

"Group leader! Get up quickly! Copy what you haven't finished!" Jian Xin roared.

"strict……"

"Li Lin, don't go to sleep! The physics teacher told you to hand it in early in the morning, but if you don't accept it, you want us to put you in your place, right?"

"strict……"

"Brother Yan, Brother Li, are you two handing in your homework?" Jian Xin turned around and asked timidly.

Li Xingyu's hands slowly tightened into fists, and he smiled at Jian Xin, "I don't think you need to hand in homework anymore."

Jian Xin: ...Help!

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