After the rain

After two years, I don't know when I can take the first step.

And now, he says, he's starting to move forward.

Shen Xin's nose was sour, and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable, but he laughed, "Come on."

Shen Yan hasn't felt nervous before the exam for a long time. The last time he was in elementary school, he was worried that if he didn't get No. 1 in the exam, he wouldn't be able to get the doll that his parents gave as a reward.

The reason now is probably the same, if there is no progress, he will not be rewarded with the milk tea promised by Song Qikun.

Anxiety lingers like a shadow and doesn't completely disappear until the end of the exam.The quality of his sleep in the past two days was too poor, he suddenly slackened, tiredness flooded in, he yawned continuously on the way home, closed his eyes and listened to Liu Xinrong and Song Qikun chatting, he was too sleepy, the content passed into his ears intermittently, and finally buzzed blurred.

Liu Xinrong asked: "Are you sure you can get your phone back?"

Song Qikun said, "Yes."

"Amazing."

"What about you? How do you feel?"

Liu Xinrong twitched the corner of her mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and said, "That's it."

She didn't perform very well in mathematics this time, and her ranking would definitely drop. It doesn't matter if you think optimistically, anyway, as long as you don't get the first place in the exam, you will inevitably receive a hard education if you make progress or regress.

Song Qikun knew a little bit about the situation in her family, it was meaningless to say too many comforting words, and the other party might not want to hear them.

He changed the subject, "Are there any new works recently?"

"Of course there is!" When talking about her hobbies, Liu Xinrong smiled brightly, and she was full of words, "During the vacation, I went to the park to sketch, and I also drew two pictures of the scenery I took, as well as the anime characters I mentioned to you before..."

After talking endlessly, when she parted at the South Gate fork, she belatedly widened her eyes, pointed at Shen Yan, and asked cautiously in a breathy voice, "Is he asleep?"

Shen Yan raised his eyelids with difficulty, and said, "I also want to read your precious picture book."

Liu Xinrong smiled again, her brows and eyes curved, "I'll show you when I collect a hundred."

Shen Yan said, "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

29. Class uniform

The class uniform of Senior One (17) is a light gray hooded sweater.When choosing a style, I focused on keeping warm and being able to wear it everyday. I searched for key words, and I saw this style on the first page of the product page. The English word "seventeen" was printed on the back, and the front and cuffs also corresponded to it. , as if tailor-made for them.

The homeroom teacher also has one. After putting it on, Song Ye turns 360° in front of the personal mirror, cuts his hair at close range, and pulls the hem of his clothes at a long distance. He is immersed in self-appreciation and cannot extricate himself.

Wang Zhiyun suppressed a smile and passed by several times. Seeing that he was so focused that he seemed to forget the time, he stepped forward to help him straighten his hat, and praised: "He is so handsome, he is ten years younger, like a college student, I am too embarrassed to walk beside you gone."

Song Ye raised his eyebrows a little, pulled her to the side and looked in the mirror together, took a closer look at each other's current appearance, expressed emotion, and sighed: "You are the one, with the same face and undiminished elegance."

"Hiss—" Wang Zhiyun shuddered, his teeth ached, "I can't stand it...see what time it is, hurry up and go away!"

"Okay, okay, right away." Song Ye smiled, the years had engraved wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, and there was gentleness accumulated in them.

Song Qikun went out a few minutes ago wearing a dress full of idol drama atmosphere. To be honest, this dress made him a little nervous and ashamed, especially under the baptism of Shen Yan's unclear gaze.

He touched his neck unnaturally, coughed dryly, and tried to divert the other party's attention, "Where's your class uniform, why aren't you wearing it?"

Shen Yan said: "The teacher told me to wear the school uniform."

Song Qikun saw that he seemed to be wearing only a T-shirt, and when he squeezed his arm, he only reached the school uniform jacket, and said, "Isn't it cold? You wear so little."

"I'm wearing autumn clothes, so I'm not cold." Shen Yan opened his cuffs to let him confirm.

Song Qikun felt relieved and walked into the elevator pretending to be calm. When the lobby closed, he immediately covered Shen Yan's eyes, gritted his teeth but couldn't restrain his shy smile, "Don't look at me like that!"

"It's pretty." Shen Yan said.

This is the truth.

Song Qikun has an outstanding figure, with a clear and handsome appearance, and he is eye-catching enough in school uniforms. Now that he changes into such a suit, anyone will take a second look.

Shen Yan thought for a while and said, "Male god."

Song Qikun's shame exploded, but it was undeniable that when Shen Yan said this word, he quite liked it.

The corners of his mouth must have gone to heaven, Song Qikun simply gave up the useless cover-up, pulled his eyelashes, and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

"I can't hear you anymore." Shen Yan squinted his eyes and hid back, pulled his hand down, and walked out of the elevator first.

Song Qikun ran after him and hugged him, "Just say it once."

"I just said that."

"Little treasure."

"Ok?"

"Little Treasure—"

"...Man, God, do you hear me clearly?"

Song Qikun almost laughed like a flower, and his voice was joyful, "I hear you clearly."

Shen Yan glanced at him, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

When they arrived at the south gate, Liu Xinrong happened to be riding a bicycle from the side road. She looked in a good mood, and when they met, she called out, "Good morning, you two handsome guys!"

Her skirt was long enough, and she wore long johns, so she didn't feel cold and didn't have to worry about getting naked.

"Eh? Why aren't you wearing class uniform, Shen Yan?"

Shen Yan explained again.

"Ah." Liu Xinrong suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "I forgot, I also got it last year, how are you preparing?"

"almost."

During the sports meeting, the wake-up bell at [-]:[-] a.m. in No. [-] Middle School was temporarily off. When the time came, it was quiet and did not disturb the students who were excited until midnight last night. Some people woke up habitually, looked at the time and turned over to sleep.

At seven o'clock, the impassioned march resounded through the campus without warning, and countless students who were still in their dreams were awakened, and they uttered one after another of collapsed cursing and the muffled sound of the hammer bed.Some people stared straight at the void, pretending to be unloved, while others pulled the quilt over their heads to resist. When their consciousness gradually dimmed, they were roughly pulled away by the panic-stricken roommate's father, who added a deafening shout——

"Wake up, sons! Don't sleep! Gather at 7:20, there are 10 minutes left!"

What followed was chaos.

"Damn! Why didn't my alarm clock go off!"

"Is it ready? Your mother is constipated! I can't hold it anymore!"

"Where are my pants?! Who saw my pants?!"

"Fuck... what the fuck is that in your hand?"

"..."

A large number of boys and girls who got up late ran from the dormitory to the playground. The speed was comparable to a [-]-meter sprint, and the scene was spectacular.

The aerial photography drone hovering in the sky dutifully recorded this scene.

At 7:30, all the teachers and students were assembled, and the opening ceremony of the Autumn Games officially began.

The overall effect of the athletes entering the arena during the rehearsal was very good. There were no mistakes on this day, and the follow-up process was also very smooth.

The headmaster was wearing a suit and leather shoes, holding a microphone in his hand, and his deep voice came to everyone's ears through the audio equipment, "I announce that the 46th Autumn Sports Meeting of Wenheng No. [-] Middle School is officially open!"

The audience burst into applause.

Afterwards, the athletes left the field one by one, the staff were in place, and the game was about to begin.

All grades and classes set up colorful awnings in the open space of the school according to the planned area as the base camp, moved and put together several sets of tables and chairs to provide rest and place auxiliary supplies, and prepared a small blackboard to write the daily competition items and time. Conditional You can also write the player's name on it.

After the opening ceremony, everyone flocked to the base camp of the class immediately to get their mobile phones. They didn’t send them last night because they were afraid that some people would stay up late and play with their mobile phones, which would lead to a low mental state and affect the admission this morning.

After receiving their mobile phones, some people went to the cafeteria to appease their empty stomachs.

Song Qikun also got the mobile phone, but the old class reminded with a smile that if he can't meet the requirement of raising 20 points compared with September, he still has to hand it back after the sports meeting.

The phone was out of battery, and it was of no use at this time, so he casually put it in his pocket, and went to the camp of the first year of high school to find Shen Yan.

I stepped on the spot yesterday to determine the specific location, so I don't need to wander around like headless chickens.

The sun slowly rises over the teaching building, casting a large area of ​​bright light golden light, the glass windows and tile walls are full of brilliance, the shadows downstairs are still filled with the coldness of late autumn morning, the sunlight divides the relative zone of cold and warm area.

During the opening ceremony, the sun was not shining, and they stood still for a long time. The cold air covered the whole body. Everyone was so cold that their hands and feet were cold and their teeth were trembling. Now they tried to squeeze into the sun without much warmth.

When Song Qikun arrived, Shen Yan was writing on the small blackboard with an order booklet. He also wrote on the blackboard well.

The blackboard was placed flat on the table, and a crowd of onlookers stood around, but except for Duan Zheng, everyone kept a little distance from Shen Yan, and no one was particularly close to him, which happened to be convenient for Song Qikun to occupy that gap.

Sensing someone approaching behind him, Shen Yan paused, his body tensed slowly, and when he got closer, he quietly relaxed, and changed the surnames of the students in the class who participated in the 800-meter running race in full view.

He wrote the word "Song".

Duan Zheng bluffed, "Brother Shen, where did you see? There is no Song in our class."

As soon as the words fell, he immediately received a wink that was so cold that it could almost condense into reality.

Song Qikun let out a "puchi" laugh, erased the wrong surname with an eraser, rested his chin on Shen Yan's shoulder, glanced at the order book, and read: "Lin Yuhan."

Shen Yan withdrew his gaze and wrote according to his words.

"Wow Brother Song!" Duan Zheng seemed to have discovered