AA mutual teasing notes

When he was in junior high school, Tan Jiegan made online games under his real name, so he found some way to open three or four more trumpets.Those Wechat accounts bound to the trumpet had been abandoned for a long time, so he gave one to Guo Yanqi.

Yan Qi had never used it before, and never thought that it would come in handy now, in order to join his and Ye Yang's CP fan group.

- Whoa whoa there's a new one!

-welcome green hands!

-Wow!It's fresh sweet O!Can I hook up!

Only then did Yan Qi click on the small profile picture and take a closer look. It was a very beautiful back view, with a strong artistic atmosphere and fresh colors.

He remembered that Tan Jie once shook his shoulders in the dormitory and screamed: Brother Qi!A moron fell in love with my ladyboy account, insisted on having CP with me, and even said to recharge 648 for me, what should I do? I am so tempted!

It seems that this is the ladyboy number.

Yan Qi: "..."

He exited silently and changed his avatar.

The latest photo that jumped out of the album was sent by Ye Yang.

On the train, leaning against the silhouette of the window, the night and fireflies are outside the window.

While browsing the forum just now, Yan Qi found that this picture had been spread all over the posts, and every CP fan had one, so even if he used it as a profile picture, he would not be suspected.

Yan Qi changed to this photo and switched back to the group chat.

Someone was asking about Shen Qing who pulled him in, but Shen Qing only said that they were sisters who took CP together.

The group chat administrator @ him.

-Sisters, you can look through the group files, they are full of good candies, and there are also precious images of prehistoric bamboo horses making candy, which were contributed by the sisters in the group who went to a junior high school with them, don't miss it!

——Yan Qi clicked on the group file, and found the blurry video in it.

Looking at the background, it is a scenic spot in Baicheng, where they went on an autumn tour in the second year of junior high school.

The photographer was originally recording the scenery - as the camera turned around, he and Ye Yang were captured.They are far away, and they are still in the corner of the picture. One is taking pictures with a SLR camera, and the other is standing beside it.

Yan Qi remembered that Su Yumei was in the hospital at that time, and he wanted to bring her some photos, all of which were scenes.

Ye Yang stood next to Yan Qi, and Yan Qi's attention was all in the camera.Now that I saw this video, I realized that Ye Yang's gaze had been on him for about half a minute.

Half a minute is short, but counting the progress of the video in the lower right corner, second by second, it feels long.

Together with Ye Yang, these years have also passed by in vain, and in a flash they have become two big boys who are too crowded to sleep in the same bed.

Yan Qi lowered his eyes, tapped the screen a few times, and downloaded the video to his local album.

With 2 minutes left to ring the bell, Shen Qing came down from the podium after remembering his name, took a detour to Yan Qi's seat, covered his mouth with his hand and asked in a low voice, "How about the president? Are you and Shen Ye having a good time?"

Yan Qi didn't want to discuss this issue with Shen Qing, so he just said in a low voice, "Are you using a microscope to eat CP?"

He pointed to himself in the blurry corner of the video.

Shen Qing giggled twice: "We can find candy in the garbage dump, so stop complaining about you, President, who is in charge of monitoring the group security. It's as if you don't want to see it yourself."

Yan Qi's expression faded.

Shen Qing trembled subconsciously, just as she was trying to save herself from being unrestrained, she listened to Yan Qi and said, "It's true."

Shen Qing: "..."

When did the president become so easy to talk to? ?

May [-]th, at six o'clock in the afternoon.

Ladder classroom.

Yan Qi opened his shirt sleeve and glanced at his watch, then picked up the baton on the music stand in front of him.

There is still an hour before the cultural evening, and the members of the student union choir have arrived, and they can rehearse twice in advance.

On the steps, more than half of the students stared at Yan Qi intently, and someone whispered: "Although the president wears shirts every day, I still have to say——wife is so handsome."

"Today is also the day when I want to scream when I see the president, I'm so tired."

"I said, didn't you read the hot post a while ago? The president and God Ye seem to..."

Yan Qi felt that they were a little noisy, so he raised his hand and tapped the music stand with his baton.

The crowd fell silent immediately.

Yan Qi glanced around among them, and saw that some of them suddenly raised their hands to cover their mouths, and stared out of the gate with wide eyes.

Yan Qi glanced over from the corner of his eye, and saw a gray-black corner of the denim jacket disappearing by the door frame.

Ye Yang wore that dress.

From the night of the celebration ball to now, Ye Yang has been living with Tan Jie, and he didn't go back to the dormitory once during the period, and he felt a little bit reluctant to leave.

Yan Qi sent a message to Tan Jie once, and the reply he got was: Brother Ye is fine with me, eats and sleeps well, is fine and still sings with my acoustic guitar, it sounds so good that I'm about to fall in love with him!

Yan Qi replied, oh, and left him alone.

During this period of time, Yan Qi came to the trapezoidal classroom to direct the rehearsal every day, and he grasped it very tightly.

A few boys in the choir want to go to the grove with their partner after class, but they can't find time. They privately joked that the president didn't fall in love at first glance, like a working machine.

——Shen Qing secretly told him this.

Counting it, he and Ye Yang hadn't seen each other for twelve days.

Yan Qi was distracted, then quickly looked away and raised his baton.

After two rehearsals, the clock on the wall of the trapezoidal classroom slowly moved towards seven o'clock, the time when the cultural performance began.From the direction of the main stage came the hum of the host adjusting the microphone.

The members of the choir couldn't stay still, Shen Qing stepped forward boldly: "President, we have been practicing every day recently, and we are very familiar with it, so why don't we stop practicing?"

"Yes, President, we also want to watch the programs of other clubs."

Yan Qi wiped his baton with downcast eyes, and nodded lightly: "Go."

"Great!"

The members cheered and poured out of the ladder classroom.

Shen Qing had already left the door. Seeing that Yan Qi had been standing there without moving, she took half a step back and asked, "President, don't you want to go and see?"

Yan Qi shook his head, walked to the desk in front of the podium, and opened a stack of student union documents.After the party, there is still finishing work, and the cleaning tasks in each area also need to be supervised by the student union.

Besides, he wasn't interested in any of the top programs.

Seeing this, Shen Qing groaned, and Gu Zi went towards the main stage.

Yan Qi was the only one left in the trapezoidal classroom, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The voice of the host on the other side of the main stage and the boiling movement of the audience can still be heard here.

Although he opened the document, Yan Qi's mind was not on it, and he turned the pen with his cold white fingers, a little distracted.

I heard the male voice amplified by the microphone say: "Dear teachers and classmates, good evening everyone——"

The sweet female voice answered: "It's the annual cultural gala again, I'm very glad to be here with you tonight."

The hostess of the party is a senior high school senior who is very popular on the school radio station.

Immediately there was warm applause from the audience.

The female voice smiled, and continued: "Actually, our opening speech was still very long, but a program was temporarily added to the party. It is not long, about 5 minutes, just in time to finish reading a short composition."

After she sold out, there was a noisy discussion in the crowd.

Yan Qi stopped writing and glanced at his watch.

5 minutes, the time of a song.

Even he didn't know what this temporary program was, so he was really curious.

The hostess said: "Okay, without further ado, let's invite the first performer to come on stage tonight—"

The noisy environment around the main stage was silent for a second.

Suddenly, the audience screamed.

Immediately afterwards came warm applause and shouts, one after another, as if to turn the school upside down.

What I knew was a cultural evening show, but I didn’t know that some big star held a concert here.

In this scene, Yan Qi instantly guessed who was on stage.

He put on his pen cap and walked out the door of the trapezoidal classroom. When he looked up, he saw a sway of colorful light sticks on the other side of the main stage. Someone stood on the high platform next to the playground and shouted while dancing: "Ye Shen! I love you——"

There was a delirious "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Yan Qi vaguely heard someone shouting: "Hi! Husband."

He suspected that this was the same group of people who shouted "The president confronts me".

On the stage, the guitar strings were plucked twice, and the syllables came from the loudspeaker.

The boiling crowd quieted down like an ebb tide.

In the dark night, the colorful fluorescent sticks are still shaking, and the stars are dotted.The summer night is humid and hot, and there are cicadas chirping in the trees, accompanied by guitar chords and clean male voices.

"Some people spend their whole lives learning

Solve communication problems

I can do it for you

my joys and fears and suspicions

I really want to translate it into words

take you into my heart

We are separated by a layer of glass

visible but untouchable

Although I am a few millimeters away from you..."

Ye Yang seldom sings slow songs.

It was also the first time I heard Yan Qi.

Standing on the side of the main stage, across the sea of ​​people, he saw the man sitting on a high stool with an acoustic guitar in his arms. He was wearing a gray-black denim jacket, and his black hair was slightly longer than last time he met him. His eyes were drooping, and his slender fingers were playing move the strings.

Ye Yang's singing voice is lower than usual, clear and seductive.

This familiar slow song was sung by many students in the audience, waving colored light sticks.

"Stay in your blind spot

rain or shine

I'm sad and happy with you

don't you ever feel curious

You are deserted and crowded

I was always here

Without saying a word..."

Under the quiet stage lights, Ye Yang suddenly raised his eyes, and looked into Yan Qi's eyes through the sea of ​​fluorescent lights surging with crowds in the dark night.

"—I cannot convey myself

where to start

how to translate i love you

lonely

I want to be a bridge with you too

Establish a tacit understanding

but the words do not convey the meaning

But the words don't convey the meaning..."

Someone nearby sang along, sobbing in his voice.

It seems that he is also using a song to confess his long secret love.

Yan Qi patted her lightly: "Student, borrow the light stick."

——Ye Yang saw the crowd, in a quiet corner, Chairman Yan held out a light stick for him.

The distance was too far and the sky was too dark, he suddenly remembered that they had already established a tacit understanding.

For example, now, when he sees that beam of fluorescent light, he knows it.

Yan Qi was telling him: I am listening.

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Note: The song is "Words Don't Express Their Meaning" by Sandy Lam

sounds amazing