Long Island High School

He Wenzhou never thought about his future because he had too many choices.Art is not the only option, including him, but I think I have cultivated a hobby.It's just that Chinese painting and calligraphy were learned and practiced the longest.

He may not necessarily follow the direction of traditional Chinese painting in the future. His father wants him to go into politics, his mother wants him to go into business, and he himself is very casual.Because he has infinite possibilities, he can do anything, let him lie down and inherit the family property, run a bar, continue to study painting, and do other things.

Because you are rich and confident enough, you can try anything possible.

For a while he wanted to study jade or geology, but his mother didn't stop him.

Now it seems that in the future, I will open a bar or studio with Song Jing by the seaside, occasionally paint and sell some money, and a leisurely life is not bad.

Anyway, he doesn't like complicated things.Business or politics were never his first choices.

Song Jing did what he said, and immediately made a devil strategy plan according to his situation.

Special training for the unified examination in October, the unified examination is relatively simple, He Wenzhou has a solid foundation, so it should not be difficult.

December is the unified examination, and the school examination will be held in February next year. If it is the direction of traditional Chinese painting, there are not many schools in Beijing to choose from, and even fewer good schools.Both Central America and Qingmei are good choices.In terms of majors, Song Jing was not particularly worried, but He Wenzhou's grades in cultural subjects were too poor.

Gome Shanshui is the best, and He Wenzhou has always favored it, but because they are in Hangzhou, they are a little hesitant.

Song Jing said: "If you really like Chinese paintings, it doesn't matter in Hangzhou. Now that there is a high-speed rail, I can visit you."

He Wenzhou held his baby's face: "I have nothing to do with you, I want to be with you."

"Then you should train hard in the studio and leave the culture class to me. According to my plan, there should be no problem with a score above [-]."

He Wenzhou said: "Then you have to reward me."

"What reward?"

He Wenzhou pecked his lips: "Kiss me every day, I have motivation."

Song Jing couldn't help but laugh: "Nonsense."

So He Wenzhou's dark plan of the devil began.He was originally in a Chinese painting studio specializing in Guoyangqing. The teacher had taught him for many years, and he knew the basics. Since the third year of high school, he suddenly increased the intensity of targeted training.Fourteen hours of basic training every day made my hands sore and I couldn't lift my pen.

And there will always be someone who works harder than him.

He was training in the studio, Song Jing was reviewing at school, and the two of them only spent a little time together at night. Song Jing studied by himself in the evening, and He Wenzhou was waiting outside the classroom. When he saw him, he complained: "I can't lift my hands... "

Song Jing held his hand, massaging, kneading and blowing on him.

"Tired?"

"Of course!"

The two were on the dimly lit stairs, and there were not many people walking.

He Wenzhou wiped his face with the back of his hand, and there were dirty marks from pencils.

Song Jing wanted to be angry or not, wanted to laugh but didn't, and looked at him helplessly.

He Wenzhou said: "Don't hug me, I'm even dirtier."

Song Jing tugged at his clothes, motioning him to lower his head.

"what?"

Song Jing grabbed his collar and took a few steps back.

He Wenzhou hugged his butt, and easily lifted him onto the railing of the courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall was very low and the lights were dim, and the two kissed hastily and passionately while no one was there.

Song Jing hugged him in his arms: "Thanks for your hard work."

"The unified examination is over, let's do it at home."

Song Jing's heart beat faster: "Hmm..."

"You promised?"

"Let's talk after you pass."

"If I pass, you promise me to do it."

"it is good."

He Wenzhou kissed his neck and earlobe: "Brother, I love you, I love you so much..."

The two don't spend much time together these days, so hurry up and be sweet.Song Jing's legs were swinging outside the courtyard wall, and it was very late after talking like this.Knowing that this is the school, she didn't dare to fight with him any longer, pushed him away and jumped off the courtyard wall.

When they were sneaking away from the base of the wall, a bird was picked up from the grove, which startled them both.

After they left, Gao Yang came out from behind the tree, he was panting rapidly, covered in cold sweat.

He came back from training and rode a bike, but unexpectedly bumped into them hugging and kissing.

Under the shadow of the lamp, He Wenzhou looked at the other party sweetly, and spoke softly.

He Wenzhou also picked up Song Jing's hand and kissed it lightly. Song Jing lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly.

It turns out that he is really that kind of person, and he actually likes Song Jing? !

No wonder, everything seems to have an explanation.

The hot and cold, noisy and noisy between them can all be traced.They are not kidding, they are not kidding, they are playing for real!

They often play together, and they have to go to the equipment room after the game. Last time, he saw Song Jing running out of the equipment room. Could it be that time, He Wenzhou and him...

They are disgusting!

Gao Yang couldn't help but want to vomit.

As soon as I entered the third year of high school, it seemed that everyone had entered the established track, and everyone knew that they were working hard.The top students competed for the Qingbei dream, the ordinary students embraced 985 and 211, and even the brothers in the back row went their separate ways, each with their own way and their own things to do.It turned out that He Wenzhou was with him to play around, and the two were heartless, just a pair of friends.Suddenly one day, He Wenzhou also abandoned him and joined the ranks of good students.Training in the studio during the day, and reviewing with Song Jing at night.Everyone in the class has things to do, and they are all good students, but he is the only one who has nothing to do, and is still a gangster and excluded.

In fact, he has always felt this way. The sports student is out of place and has a lot of training. When he comes back, everyone is studying. No one talks to him, and he has no friends.They thought he was simple-minded and well-developed limbs, and they were also afraid that he would have a bad temper and be furious. Every time Lin Zikai avoided him, he would be beaten up.The good students looked at him with fear and irony in their eyes...

Only recently has this loneliness become more pronounced.

In the first and second grades of high school, everyone is equally idle and heartless. They can play ball and have fun together.In the third year of high school, everyone was rushing for the future, but he was still idle and useless.He comes from an ordinary family, and his parents have no culture, so they don't expect much from him.He himself has no goals, knows nothing, and gets sleepy when he studies. Later, he can't read books, and only plays sports.

He is good at track and field, so he will engage in track and field, but the training is very boring, and the future is very uncertain.

When I come back, I often sit alone in the classroom at a loss, surrounded by students who are studying with their heads down.

Gradually, I became very lonely and anxious.

He Wenzhou was obviously with him, and he was obviously with him, the same as him, and now he betrayed him.

Maybe he didn't take him seriously at all. That day, when he asked him to watch a movie, he ignored him, hypocritical and cunning, pretending...