Lang rode a bamboo horse roaring

The educational philosophy of the two families of Bailan is similar, providing food and drink, and not being dragged down by death, which is a typical way of raising children in the sheep-herding style.

"Boy! I just want to be self-reliant!" Blue Army said confidently.

Ever since they bought bicycles, Lanshan and Baizhou have always traveled by bicycle, and the subway is a little farther away. As for the Land Rover that Lan's family just bought two years ago, don't even think about it. It was used by Lan Junsheng to pick up his wife. their share.

On Saturday night, Lan Shan had dinner at home, went out to unlock the bike, blew the bell twice, and Bai Zhou came out.

"Let's go," he said.

The two rode for ten minutes in the night wind and arrived at the Dream Theater.

Parking took some effort. The Dream Theater is located in the new CBD area of ​​the city, which belongs to the city's art palace. BMWs rush to and fro at the entrance, and there is no room for bicycles at all.

Lan Shan and Bai Zhou could only park their car one street away, and when they hurried into the theater, the prelude had already begun.

They bowed and whispered sorry to sit down.

The tickets given by Liao Linger were in a good position. In the center of the front row, teenagers in sportswear were sitting in a group of suits and dresses, as out of place as their bicycles.

But ballet is an art that is not limited to classes, at least the appreciation of ballet is.

After a while, Lan Shan and Bai Zhouyi were immersed in the performance.

The dance drama is "Swan Lake", the most classic ballet repertoire. Liao Linger is not the leading role, but there are solo dance scenes. Being able to dance solo at her age is enough to say that she is outstanding.

Halfway through the repertoire, Lan Shan felt a little tired. He took Bai Zhouyi's hand and stood up, resting his head on it, and found a comfortable position to continue watching.

As soon as he leaned in, Liao Linger appeared on the stage.

Because of her young age, Liao Ling'er is slimmer and lighter than other dancers. Her gestures are as if the wings are flapping, and the swan is about to fly into the air.

At the end of the dance, Liao Ling'er saluted lightly and ran down from the side.

"She's so beautiful." Lan Shan sighed softly.

As soon as Bai Zhou remained silent, even young sailors who were addicted to the digital ocean could appreciate the elegance of swans gliding across the water.

But Lanshan said that swans are beautiful, which made Bai Zhouyi a little unhappy. Although Lanshan often said that flowers, clouds and grasses were beautiful, they were different from swans after all.

Unhappy Bai Zhou sat up straighter and pulled away the hand that was originally on Lan Shan's back. Lan Shan lost his center of gravity and slammed into the back of the chair with a loud bang.Just as he was about to get angry, Bai Zhou said without any fluctuation: "General."

Lan Shan rubbed the bumped forehead, and lowered his voice angrily: "You are really a badass."

An angry Lan Shan praised the beauty of the dancers. From the leading role to the supporting role, even the soy sauce group dancers were described by him as "excellent in the world".

Bai Zhou didn't bother to talk to him, how naive.He watched the performance calmly, and didn't give a single one, and only said in a low voice when Lan Shan praised his brother: "Oh...you like this."

"I don't like it!" Lan Shan barked his teeth and claws.

"laugh……"

Since it was a ticket given by someone else, it is natural to express gratitude.

At the end of the dance drama, Lan Shan took the bouquet that he had prepared earlier, and went to the backstage together with Bai Zhouyi.

The backstage of the Dream Theater was huge, and the two of them had to go around for a long time before they found the dressing room where Liao Linger was. Before they could knock on the door, several dancers suddenly filed out. They showed beautiful shoulder and neck lines, and their tutu skirts rustled. While running, it brings the unique fragrance of rouge.

The two teenagers were at a loss in the wind, leaning against the wall as if forced to stand, Lan Shan's ears turned red, and Bai Zhou lowered his eyes, avoiding politely.

After they left, the two knocked on the door and went in.

"Blue Mountain!" Sitting on the chair, Liao Ling'er saw their eyes light up and Bai Zhouyi's cheeks blushed again. She apologized, "I may not be able to get up to welcome you."

"It's okay." Lan Shan took the bouquet and slammed Bai Zhou a few times, but Bai Zhou stood still, Lan Shan had to go forward, handed the flowers to Liao Linger, and said with a smile, "Congratulations on the success of the performance, the dance is very good good."

"Thank you." Liao Linger took the flowers and said pleasantly, "It's so beautiful."

When she moved forward, her legs were a little unnatural, and Lan Shan asked, "What's wrong?"

"My foot hurts a bit, and I have an occupational disease." Liao Linger sighed maturely.

"You still dance if you are injured." Lan Shan saw that she was in severe pain.

"Then I have to go on stage." Liao Linger said, "What a great opportunity."

"Too……"

The two chatted a few more words, and Lan Shan saw that Liao Linger's lips were turning white from the pain, and he was embarrassed to deal with the wound in front of them, so he bid farewell wisely, and left the room with Bai Zhouyi.

When closing the door, Lan Shan accidentally caught a glimpse of Liao Linger taking off her pointe shoes, her toes were bright red.

The silk stockings were stuck to the plain white skin by blood, Liao Ling'er hissed and buttoned them off bit by bit, her pretty face wrinkled into a ball.

The door closed, and the corner of Lan Shan's mouth twitched lightly, empathizing with the pain.

"It's so hard to come on stage even when you're injured," he whispered.

Bai Zhouyi also saw Liao Linger's wound, the bright red was too dazzling, he immediately thought of the eye-catching blister marks on Lan Shan's hands, they protruded stubbornly, and then shattered, leaving bloodstains one by one, causing Lan Shan to sleep in pain Zhongdu twitched unconsciously, and Bai Zhou was awakened by the twitching Blue Mountain several times, held down his trembling hand, and gently blew on the wound, calming down the war between herbs and flesh and blood.

Inside the door, Liao Linger tore off a piece of pantyhose with leather, and groaned in pain.As soon as Bai Zhou grabbed Lan Shan's palm suddenly, the blisters and wounds disappeared long ago, replaced by thick calluses that did not match his age, silently protecting his scarred palm.

Startled by his actions, Lan Shan turned to look at Bai Zhouyi in doubt.

He watched Bai Zhou lower his head to sniff his fingers, his tense expression gradually stabilized as if a house cat recognized someone.

"What's the smell, the fragrance of flowers?" Lan Shan teased.

"Herbs."

"Bitter?"

"It's okay." Bai Zhou kept getting up, "Let's go."

On the way back, Lan Shan and Bai Zhou were riding bicycles and talking about Liao Linger.

"I think she has a little crush on you." Lan Shan tentatively.

Bai Zhouyi said, "Yes."

"Huh? Just huh?" Lan Shan was dissatisfied while riding the bike, "You are too confused."

"I don't want to explain." Bai Zhou replied flatly, he was sleepy, and he didn't need to maintain politeness in front of Lan Shan.

Lan Shan vigilantly heard the sleepiness in his words, and decisively rang the bell continuously.

The ear-piercing bell rang through the street, and a few curses came from the buildings on the side of the road. Lan Shan turned his head and warned Bai Zhouyi: "Be sober, you are riding a bicycle now!"

"Yeah." Most of Bai Zhouyi's drowsiness was dispelled by the howling car bell, but he was still lazy, and said in a teasing manner to Lan Shan, "I'm not you, I don't sleep in class."

"You won't fall to your death while sleeping in class, but you can ride a bike." Lan Shan said, "Besides, class is so boring."

When Bai Zhou thought about the class, the simple content of 1+1=2 was repeated over and over again, and he began to feel a little sleepy again, so he rarely echoed: "It's boring."

"So will you skip the self-study class next Monday?" Lan Shan's eyes lit up. "A new sneaker has been released. My dad knew the manager and said he could keep two pairs for the back door."

"I don't need sneakers." Bai Zhou didn't watch or play football, and he didn't like sneakers, but he still said, "But I can go with you."

"I knew you didn't want to go to self-study either!" Lan Shan happily rang the bell again.

Bai Zhou wanted to deny it, but he was too sleepy, so he snorted lazily in the end.

Anyway, Lan Shan couldn't tell whether it was agreeing or denying, he was an idiot who couldn't even learn 1+1=2.

Lan Shan went to training on Sunday, and did not meet Bai Zhouyi. On Monday morning, he rang the bell at the door as usual, and a few seconds later, it was not Bai Zhouyi who opened the door.

"Coffee boy, good morning." Pan Shi opened the door and said, "Zhou Yi has a fever, so I won't go to school today."

"Fever?" Lan Shan was startled, "Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

"Maybe he caught a cold from the wind." Pan Shi was helpless, "This kid has been weak since he was a child, so I have to find a time to let the Chinese medicine doctor see if he can take care of it."

"...Is he better now?" Blue Mountain asked.

"Asleep, I already asked the teacher for leave." Pan Shi said, "Go to school first, it's getting late."

"Okay." Lan Shan said, "I'll go to Linghui Department Store in the afternoon. Bai Zhou is about to wake up, so please tell him to send me a message."

"Okay." Pan Shi said, "Let's go, I'm late."

Lan Shan and Pan Shi said goodbye, and pushed the car downstairs.

Lan Shan went to the classroom, lay down on the table as usual, and wanted to catch up on sleep before morning reading, but today he didn't fall asleep, and his mind was full of Bai Zhouyi's illness.

Opening his eyes and lying down until the morning reading bell rang, Lan Shan was photographed by Zhao Dabao.

"Bai Zhouyi is late." Zhao Dabao turned pale with shock, "This is even more outrageous than my being on time!"

"Can you not spread rumors, he asked for leave." Lan Shan started to rub his head, and said angrily.

"Huh? Why? Brother Bai is sick?" Zhao Dabao was surprised.

Lan Shan didn't want to talk about it, so he just gave a vague "um" and listened to the back table.

"No, I just saw him on the road."

"You read it wrong." Zhao Dabao turned around and said, "Lan Shan even said he asked for leave, and they are facing each other, who knows Bai Zhouyi like Lan Shan."

"That's right." The back table emphasized, "I'm absolutely right. He was blocked at the time. I took a few more glances, and I'm absolutely right."

Lan Shan suddenly turned around: "Blocked? Who blocked it?"

"I don't know the ones from the school next door. They have a few cockscomb heads. They are old and strong. They don't look like good people." The back table said blankly, "Hey, where are you going?"

Lan Shan didn't answer, he jumped up in the middle of his sentence at the back table, and rushed out the door without saying a word.

He passed the class representative who was leading the reading on the podium, and passed by the head teacher who was about to enter the classroom.

The homeroom teacher felt a gust of wind blowing past her. She stroked her disheveled hair, and it took a while to realize that a student had rushed out.The teacher in charge suddenly turned his head and yelled at the corridor: "Lan Shan, what are you going to do, can't you read early?"

The voice echoed in the corridor, but there was no response.

Blue Mountain had already run away.

The author says:

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