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Chu Chen scanned all the pictures, raised his brows slightly, a little moved, and took a temporary photo of the dark night before going to bed and sent it out.

Although there is no copywriting, Zhuang Yan was very excited after receiving the response, and has been addicted to posting to Moments since then.

The frequency is extremely high, and the screen is swiped in all directions, and you have to post a yell for even the slightest big thing.

Zhou Dize was the first to express his dissatisfaction with this, and he took a picture of the elder to accuse him, "Brother Yan, please calm down, if there is anything to do, it is enough to express your emotions, is it necessary to swipe the screen?" ?”

Solemn reasoning doesn't make sense.

What he used to think was stupid, but now he enjoys it, he doesn't care what others think, he just wants to establish a humble and pitiful connection with someone far away.

After swiping the screen for another half a month, Cai Yinggang couldn't take it anymore, "Brother Yan, I beg you to accept your magical powers, we all know that you are a top student now, and you got [-]% in math, but you don't have to It's really unnecessary to post twelve Moments in a row to show off!"

As far as those twelve circles of friends are concerned, the copywriting and content are all exactly the same, and the pictures they bring don't even change the angle!Cai Yinggang didn't dare to say this.

Zhuang Yan typed and replied: "If you don't want to watch it, just block me."

Because these two expressed their dissatisfaction over and over again, he would add a thoughtful sentence before the copy when he posted a post afterwards: If you don't want to read it, please block it.

Until one day, even Zhuang Xianrui couldn't stand it.

This night was the night before Christmas Eve. Zhuang Xianrui's right eyelid twitched all day long. He had a hunch that something was wrong. As expected, after dinner, when he was replying to emails on the Internet, he happened to see Zhuang Yan sent a post. He didn't read the content, so he went After a like, his circle of friends fell.

He watched with his own eyes as his son posted nearly [-] dynamic videos with the copywriting "Showing the Moon", which seemed to be posted while shooting. .

He couldn't understand these young people. The background sound of the video annoyed him so much that he was about to undo the likes and block them to clean them, but in the next second he saw a picture from another account, and Hei Gulongdong couldn't see anything clearly. , look at the copy again - basking in the moon

Zhuang Xianrui suddenly felt something was wrong, seeing this copywriting made his right eyelid twitch and his head hurt. He stared at these noisy videos and thought for a long time before he remembered that today seems to be the child's birthday!

Last year, Zhuang Yan came back to ask him to record a video of blessing, and said that it was a good deed to show love. Now that I think about it, that brat was indeed showing love, but it was not the kind of love he thought.

And look at the nasty dynamics of echoing each other, how about these two bastards flirting under his nose?Thinking of this, he not only had a headache, but also his stomach ached. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he called Zhuang Yan himself, "Are you free? Aren't there two weeks left for the final exam? Why don't you read your book late at night?" What are you wandering about?"

"You don't understand, this is a combination of work and rest." Zhuang Yan said, and clicked to send the latest edited news.

Noticing a new red dot appeared on the column, Zhuang Xianrui clicked it with a grimace. After reading it, he was almost out of breath. He said stiffly, "Happy birthday to all the friends who have birthdays today? Is this also a combination of work and rest?"

"The world is so big, someone has a birthday today, right?" Zhuang Yan said nonsense, "I see that many people on the Internet call you daddy, so someone must have a birthday today, right? I'm helping you accumulate virtue."

Zhuang Xianrui smiled angrily, "Really, like who?"

"Forgive me, Comrade Zhuang, I feel depressed when you mention it. If it weren't for the quiz today, I would almost have been unable to resist booking a plane ticket." Zhuang Yan said "tsk", and then seriously said: "There is more. Dad, that who is different from those netizens, he will really call you Dad sooner or later."

"You can't call me anything, I didn't agree to the matter between you two." Zhuang Xianrui suppressed his displeasure.

Zhuang Yan said: "Dad, I just want to tell you this, so that you can be prepared. It will be a matter of time whether you agree or not. I can't break with him. If you don't believe me, you can try it casually." , toss around casually, but I have to say something first, your tricks are definitely useful to us, but I can't give up easily, whether it's struggling or resisting, you stop you, I fight for mine, the worst is to make trouble for the rest of my life .”

After saying this, the other side fell silent.Zhuang Yan pursed his lips, but didn't speak anymore, and hung up the phone within two seconds.

Sighing solemnly, he didn't regret it at all. Although he was temporarily separated from Chu Chen, he had to show his attitude.He actually wanted to say, although you gave me my life, I need him to live.These words are too heartless, and he also feels sorry for his father, and he is reluctant to say that it is too hurtful.And this kind of words may only be childish and ridiculous to outsiders.

In the past, Zhuang Yan thought that only he cared about his love, but now it seems that it is not the case, he still cares about his father, but he can't be happy.

Juvenile love, except for the two parties involved, it is difficult for others to really pay attention to it. It is easy to negate everything by saying that you are not mature enough, and it is good if you do not sarcasm behind your back.

In their eyes, the love of young people is not love, it is just that children are naive and ignorant, and any resistance that is exhausted and hoarse is a child losing his temper.

That's why many people's wishes when they were young were to grow up quickly, and they desperately believed that what they said would have weight when they grew up, and that everything they did was right when they were grown up, and they could only be free when they grew up.

This is a yearning for no reason, but Zhuang Yan somehow wants to grant this wish, he hopes that Zhuang Xianrui will treat him as a man, not a child.

Zhuang Xianrui tossed and turned all night, went to the company exhausted the next day, hurriedly finished his lunch, took a nap for half an hour, woke up to see that the lunch break hadn't passed yet, and called Zhuang Yan again, "I'm not old-fashioned, but I have seen more people than you have eaten rice. It is my instinct to be cautious with strangers. Besides, you are my own son. Can a gust of wind blow you from any direction and let you go? I look at that child It's okay, but I haven't gotten along with each other before, so I can't make a conclusion about what's going on, so tell me, what's going on between you and him... "

At this moment, Zhuang Yan just went to bed and planned to sleep, and he didn't plan to lie down any longer after hearing this, so he crawled to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and carefully considered where to start.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Zhuang Xianrui said.

"Dad, you...agreed?" Zhuang Yan was surprised, wasn't he still stubborn yesterday, and figured it out so quickly?

Zhuang Xianrui sneered, "It's so easy."

He just didn't want to look at the solemn red eyes anymore.

After Zhuang Yan returned to Shanghai for more than half a year, the changes are obvious. He has restrained his idleness and calmed down a lot.

In the morning, Special Assistant Xu told him that Zhuang Yan had submitted his resume to a children's painting company two days ago for the position of translator. Although he was not hired due to lack of experience, this behavior alone was enough to surprise him.

Of course, what has changed the most is his grades, which have improved faster each time. Although he still can't see the edge of the main line, the second line is more than enough.

This would have happened last year, he would never have dared to think about it.

Zhuang Yan tried his best to show his maturity and stability in front of him, even in his eyes, Zhuang Yan was still a naughty child at 80 years old.And all this was because of whom, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.

The path of deviance is too difficult, and it is destined to be criticized by others.As a father, he can't make the way for the child, but at least let the child make the way.

He can't take the solemn hand and lead him away, at least, he can still stand behind the child and hold the lamp for him.

But it was impossible for him to say such words, not to mention that he was still awkward.

These old fathers of his don’t know about the solemnity of their minds, and he has no energy to take care of them. After entering the review stage, the third year of No. [-] Middle School has become more and more abnormal. Not only the weekly rest has been reduced to only half a day on Sunday, but the monthly exam has become a weekly exam. Exams, but also ready to deal with the class teacher's quiz.

It can be said that his entire third year of high school was either in the exam or on the way to the exam.

He could barely bear it, the more exams they took, the more frequently Chu Chen posted selfies, and he enjoyed reviewing every day.

His tablemate didn't have his careful thoughts. As the old saying goes, if you don't perish in silence, you must go crazy in silence. After three consecutive weekly exams, one joint exam, and eight in-class exams, this person finally went crazy, "suffocate to death" I'm dying, I'm suffocating! I can't take it anymore! Go downstairs and play a ball and relax first!"

Zhuang Yan's deskmate is a big, silly guy with pimples on his face. His name is Xu Yihang. He is average in his studies and his favorite is basketball. The bell is ringing."

This is the last class before the May Day holiday. I just finished the third city-wide joint exam of this semester in the morning. In the three classes in the afternoon, the teachers collectively stayed in the office to change the test papers, and the students collectively stayed in the classroom for self-study. You have to sit until get out of class is over.

Zhuang Yan thought about the test paper in front of him for half a second, and nodded in agreement.

In Shanghai in May, there is already a bit of early summer heat, and it is even hotter after the sun goes down. You can sweat a lot after dribbling a ball for two laps.

Xu Yihang is from the former school's basketball team. He knows quite a few players. Zhuang Yan has played with him a few times, and he has made some friendships with some of them. Among them, the relationship is not bad, and there are also some who can talk to each other on the road. That person reads Liberal arts, named Song Mian.

The reason why Zhuang Yan had a deep impression on him was mainly because he was a face controler, and this person happened to be good-looking.

And he has an inexplicable intuition, he thinks that Song Mian is the same kind of person as him, but he didn't confirm it, the relationship is not that good, it's rude to ask rashly.

That day, he and Xu Yihang strolled to the basketball court, and Song Mian happened to be there, hugging the ball, chatting with another tall boy.

The boy was tall and had a gentle demeanor. Looking closer, he looked like a monster.

Zhuang Yan was about to say hello, but Xu Yihang who was beside him complained first, "Tsk, why is Jiang Zhou here?"

"Huh?" He was taken aback, "Who is Jiang Zhou?"

"Just the one next to Song Mian." Xu Yihang raised his chin at the evildoer, "Don't look at this man's dead face now, playing a ball is like a fucking cheater, three points one after another, he Come on, we probably won't have a chance to touch the ball for a while."

So awesome?Zhuang Yan glanced at Jiang Zhou curiously, and with this glance, he happened to catch a glimpse of Song Mian lowering his head and smiling - shyly.

Although it seems a bit strange to say that.Zhuang Yan suddenly had a weird idea, thinking that these two can't be a couple, right?

He touched his nose in embarrassment, and raised his eyes to meet Song Mian's.

"A round?" Song Mian threw the ball to him directly and smiled.

Zhuang Yan took the racket and took it, frankly challenged, "Okay." He gave Xu Yihang a look, and sent the ball out.

"I'm starting!" Xu Yihang waved in their direction.

Zhuang Yan jumped on the spot as a warm-up. He ran with the ball, and his field of vision changed with the transformation of the space he was in. Just as he was about to catch the ball, he glanced out of the corner of the eye not far away from the field. Dressed up strangely, but he is very familiar with people.

"Fuck..." His mind went blank and he froze in shock.

What about dreaming?

Chu Chen saw Zhuang Yan before he entered the basketball court, but he didn't make a sound, and followed him for a while in silence. He thanked the girl who helped guide the way, and when he turned around, he saw Zhuang Yan looking at him in astonishment. direction, with a dumbfounded look.

Looking at each other for a long time, Zhuang Yan blinked stupidly, seeing that Chu Chen was really there, he was excited for a moment, and just about to run over, the next second he was hit on the head by the oncoming basketball.

Chu Chen: "..."