The returned boss

This day happened to be Ji Wenxuan's birthday, and everyone was there during the lunch break, so Ji Wenxuan proposed to invite everyone to sing K together in the evening.

When Jiang Xiaodong's good buddies heard that not only would there be a free dinner tonight, but also such a rare opportunity to relax and revel before the third year of high school, they quickly agreed without saying a word.

Jiang Xiaodong was in a bit of a dilemma. His first reaction was to excuse him, but unexpectedly, Qiao Yufan took the initiative to invite his cousin to participate in the evening activities. Of course, Ji Wenxuan was very happy, so the eyes of the audience once again focused on Jiang Xiaodong. here.

But the hospitality is hard to turn down, and the pig teammates betrayed again and again, Jiang Xiaodong had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree to the banquet.

The lunch break is over, and the afternoon class is about to start, because Ji Wenxuan is one grade lower than Jiang Xiaodong and the others, so she is not in a cram school.

The class bell rang, and the students walked into the classroom one after another. Qiao Yufan wanted to follow Jiang Xiaodong into the classroom openly, but was held back by Jiang Runtian, "Well, we are not students here, so we should wait outside."

At this time, Du Xuesong wanted to hug Qiao Yufan generously, but Qiao Yufan dodged it naturally and cleverly. Of course, Du Xuesong, who has always been very nervous, did not notice this detail, but continued to help Qiao Yufan, "It's okay, I will be a substitute teacher this afternoon. , and she won't be there until the four o'clock class, before it was all self-study, come in and sit casually, don't be afraid."

Hearing the word "it doesn't matter", Qiao Yufan immediately followed Jiang Xiaodong, squeezed out Zhao Yan who was beside him, and became Jiang Xiaodong's deskmate.Jiang Runtian was greeted by Du Xuesong to his table and sat down too.

Jiang Xiaodong helped his forehead helplessly, he spread out the exercise book, trying not to pay attention to the trouble around him.

At first, Qiao Yufan could still play with his mobile phone quietly, but he got tired of singing the one-man show after a while.So, with an idea, he opened the script of "A Little Love Song" on his mobile phone, and it happened to turn to the scene where the hero and heroine are in the study room, reviewing their homework.

"Senior, please help me figure out how to solve this problem," Qiao Yufan deliberately imitated a girl's voice, approached Jiang Xiaodong, and whispered.

Jiang Xiaodong propped his head on his left hand, turned his face sideways, and looked Qiao Yufan up and down with the same indescribable expression. At this time, the afternoon sun shone into the classroom, as if casting a layer of warm light on Jiang Xiaodong's outline.

The breeze was blowing the white curtains, and the classroom was quiet. At this moment, Qiao Yufan could only hear the heartbeats of two people.

"Senior," Qiao Yufan waved his palm in front of Jiang Xiaodong's eyes, "Senior, are you amazed by my beauty?" Qiao Yufan pretended to be a pretty and shy girl again, and twisted around in her seat with her head down.

Jiang Xiaodong couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing, his little dimple was showing again and again from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior, you look so pretty when you smile," Qiao Yufan said while raising his hand, wanting to touch that intoxicating dimple.

However, Jiang Xiaodong grabbed his hand halfway and pressed it down.

"Senior, you hurt me." Jiang Xiaodong's palm was pressed against the back of Qiao Yufan's. Qiao Yufan wanted to pull his hand away, but unexpectedly he couldn't hold back the high school student's hand.

"You'd better be quiet and honest to me, or I won't let you go," Jiang Xiaodong also lowered his head, approached Qiao Yufan, and warned in a low voice.

"Okay, then I'll hold hands with the senior all the time." Qiao Yufan smiled like a fool, and he didn't pull his hand away anymore, but instead held the other party back.

Sure enough, ten Jiang Xiaodongs couldn't compare to Qiao Yufan in terms of thick skin, so Jiang Xiaodong used both hands together to break free.Due to the force of action and reaction, the tip of the nose of the two people who were already very close collided with each other.

Jiang Xiaodong quickly dodged, Qiao Yufan covered his nose, and grabbed Jiang Xiaodong's shirt, "Did you know? My treasure's nose is insured."

Believe me, you big-headed ghost, just at this time, the bell for the first class rang, and Jiang Xiaodong immediately moved the stool towards the wall again to avoid the phenomenon of touching porcelain from happening again.

And seeing Jiang Xiaodong so uncomfortable, the little devil Qiao Yufan smirked even happier.

The second class is a math class taught by a substitute teacher.Because Qiao Yufan had nothing with him, he had no choice but to take a textbook from Jiang Xiaodong and spread it in front of him to pretend.

As soon as the textbook was opened, there were dense numbers and letters that Qiao Yufan didn't know. In addition, the math teacher explained the teaching content like a bible, and Qiao Yufan fell asleep after a while.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaodong chose the seat in the corner of the last row in the classroom. He heard a "boom", and Qiao Yufan's head fell straight down. Sideways glances with classmates.

Seeing that Qiao Yufan had fallen asleep, Jiang Xiaodong pulled his hand out with difficulty, then smiled helplessly, and pulled up the hat on the back of Qiao Yufan's sweater.However, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be semi-permanent, hanging on Jiang Xiaodong's young and firm face all the time.

In the evening, in order to let everyone sing and sing to their heart's content, Ji Wenxuan ordered fast food through takeaway in advance, asked everyone to separate, secretly hid it in schoolbags, and transported it to K room.

Burgers, French fries and fat house happy water, the happiness of male high school students is so simple.

"Dongzi, go order some songs first. I'm getting more and more hungry after listening to the math class in the afternoon. I have to eat something first, otherwise I won't have the strength to soar the high notes." .

"You guys sing first, I'm actually not very good at singing." Jiang Xiaodong waved his hand modestly, then picked out a chicken drumstick and handed it to Qiao Yufan.

"You know, I can't eat these." Although as a star, Qiao Yufan's management company has always had strict body management requirements for artists, but artists still occasionally indulge themselves in eating high-calorie junk food in private. exception.

But today's Qiao Yufan just wanted to carry the hypocrisy to the end, "Compared to these, I still prefer to eat your home-cooked food."

It just so happened that the routine commercials and safety education films in the K room ended, and there was a moment of silence. Everyone heard Qiao Yufan's coquettish and complaining like a little daughter-in-law.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Jiang Runtian pretended to clear his throat and coughed a few times, Zhao Yan hurriedly went to the karaoke station and selected a few popular songs from the hot song list to warm up the scene.

Only the stupid Du Xuesong still didn't understand the situation, "Dongzi, I didn't expect you to be really good at cooking. I have been cooking for so many years, but I have never eaten a meal cooked by you."

Qiao Yufan still added fuel to the fire, "Also, who said you can't sing, you sing really well, and you can play the guitar really well."

"Is that right? Senior." Captured the important information that Jiang Xiaodong can play the guitar. As the Minister of Literature and Art, Ji Wenxuan was like Bole discovering Maxima, her eyes lit up excitedly, "Then, can we talk to the senior at the welcome party?" Book a show!"

"I usually just play and play by myself, and I can't get on the stage," Jiang Xiaodong continued to evade modestly.

"Well! But I've already thought about it." Ji Wenxuan, despite her appearance as a young lady, is actually a vigorous and resolute actionist.

"The presidium of our student union and several ministers can form a platter at that time. Everyone can show their talents. They can be solo or form a group. The form can be very casual, even funny. It can be regarded as our student union in front of the freshmen. A concentrated appearance is also a signboard and an advertisement for the new round of recruitment of our student union!"

"Niuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Du Xuesong and Zhao Yan praised this idea again and again. Jiang Xiaodong, as the chairman of the student union, was already in a difficult situation, so he could only state that he would seriously consider it.

During the break in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaodong, Du Xuesong, and Zhao Yan ordered a cake for Ji Wenxuan. At this time, the cake arrived and was brought in. Everyone struggled to put in the candles and turn off the lights.In the shadow of the candlelight, the birthday star Ji Wenxuan closed her eyes and made three wishes.

"Hurry up and listen to the first two wishes!" Du Xuesong, the atmosphere master, booed.

Ji Wenxuan still clasped her hands together in front of her chest, maintaining the posture she just made a wish, "Well, yes. My first wish is to hope that the seniors will go well in the college entrance examination next year and be admitted to the university of their dreams."

Du Xuesong was a little moved and wanted to hug Qiao Yufan who happened to be sitting next to him, but Qiao Yufan avoided him.There was no other way, Du Xuesong had no choice but to move two steps to the right, and hugged Zhao Yan tightly, "Wenxuan, the seniors are so touched, the seniors will definitely work hard."

Ji Wenxuan smiled, but her eyes never left Jiang Xiaodong who was sitting quietly in the corner at this time, "My second wish is that Senior Jiang Xiaodong can sing a song for me tonight." Song."

The dim light in the room could not see the girl's blushing cheeks at this time, and the ambiguous atmosphere gave the girl more courage. She took the initiative to go forward, handed the microphone to Jiang Xiaodong's hand, and said in a low voice, "Senior! , just, please."

Jiang Xiaodong picked up the microphone, walked to the jukebox, clicked the song, smiled slightly, his voice was deep and gentle, like a stringed instrument being plucked, the sound waves reverberated, causing ripples in someone's heart.

"This song is for today's birthday star. I wish the juniors have today every year and today every year."

The song Jiang Xiaodong chose was Escape Plan. "the brightest star in the night sky".

"I pray for a transparent heart and eyes that can shed tears. Give me the courage to believe again, oh beyond the lies to embrace you. Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I'm lost in the night. Oh , the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me close to you..."