Mr. Rebirth hold hands

Lin Jia raised his head from the pile of test papers, and when he moved his neck, he saw Yang Yang writing like a god, stretching out his long legs, hooking the other's chair, and prying lightly.

Yang Yang raised his head and turned around. Lin Jia propped his chin with one hand, and smiled brightly all over his face.

The two walked out of the classroom, hooked their shoulders and went to the toilet.

The college entrance examination is just around the corner, teachers and students are tense, and there are very few people who are calm and calm wandering around the school.

When the first and second graders saw Lin Jia and Yang Yang, they thought they were students of the same age, and even stretched out their hands to beckon someone to go to the playground.It is said that there are high school seniors who compete with others in free throws, and those who lose have to put white stripes on their faces and go to the dean to jump frog in front of them.

Lin Jia frowned, and pulled the collar with his left hand: "It must be Mr. Wen who is making trouble, let's take a look?"

Yang Yang rubbed his face and nodded: "Let's go, I'm so stupid doing the questions, it's good to relax."

The two continued to walk shoulder to shoulder, wearing thick school uniforms, like two little bears.

Lin Jia crossed his hands and exhaled: "Baa boy, what happened recently? I see you have a happy face."

Yang Yang touched his face: "Is there?"

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Yang felt that it was indeed a good thing.

Qin Huanlang's condition is getting better and better, and he has gradually recovered, but he often likes to ask himself to cook noodles for him. Several times, Yang Yang almost said "you are unhappy, I will cook noodles for you".

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and they were worried before. Yang Yang couldn't eat well or sleep well.

After resting and eating well recently, the whole person is puffy, and Lin Jia wants to pinch his face when he sees it.

The two brothers ran to the playground and saw a sea of ​​people from a distance, applauding and booing.

Lin Jia is 1.8 meters tall, and you can see the situation in the crowd from the outside of the station. Yang Yang stood on tiptoe to watch hard.

It was still early spring, and the students on the playground were wearing sportswear, running back and forth, full of youth.

Zhang Wenze was tall and powerful, jumped up to catch the ball, and dunked it with a backhand. The basketball was parabolic, passed through the air, rolled around the ball frame, and scored a goal.

There was thunderous applause on the field, and Lin Jia and Yang Yang all made faces at the big man who was waving to the crowd.

After Wen Wenze beat up the child, he was doing stretching exercises on the spot, and when he saw Lin Jia and Yang Yang, he grinned brightly.

Yang Yang looked at Wen Wenze's muscles jealously, the sky was unfair.

Wen Wenze rubbed his muscles, put on his coat, and looked at Yang Yang with a trace of surprise.

"Baa boy, has anything good happened recently? You look pretty good."

Yang Yang rubbed his face: "Did you all see it?"

"cut."

The two brothers rolled their eyes in unison, and each stretched out a hand to rub Yang Yang's head.

Yang Yang smiled "hehe", with a warm heart.

It is a brother who cares about him so much, what a happy thing this is.

After briefly talking about Qin Huanlang, Wen Wenze, a big man, actually had red eyes.

Yang Yang said it very vaguely, to the effect that he was an older brother who was disliked by his father and mother when he was a child, and was stimulated by various things when he grew up to make money, and his parents didn't care.

The three of them went to the cafeteria to buy food, Wen Wenze was very sad.

"Oh, I didn't expect that children would be so miserable."

Lin Jia didn't say anything, just patted Yang Yang's shoulder silently.

His family has some background, and he has heard about the old Qin's family, but he didn't expect his classmate and friend to have such a close relationship with the old Qin's family.

When the topic turned to the college entrance examination, several people became serious.

Wen Wenze is a science major, and he is preparing to take the entrance examination for the Polytechnic University in Beijing. Lin Jia sees Yang Yang.

"Where is Meah going to take the exam?"

Yang Yang finished his meal.

"I should be admitted to the Shanghai Stock Exchange. How about you?"

Lin Jia smiled: "I want to take an acting test, do you think I can be a star?"

Wen Wenze and Yang Yang both turned to look at Lin Jia.

Yang Yang looked Lin Jia up and down, Lin Jia was good-looking and handsome, even if he was straight, his brows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, which made people blush.People also grow taller.

Yang Yang thinks carefully about the dramas he watched in his previous life, and thinks that Lin Jia looks really good!He also practices taekwondo and has a good figure. If he goes to film, the script should be good.

Wen Wenze was dumbfounded all the time: "Are you going to play a playboy? The kind of rich second generation who wears white clothes and shakes a fan, or the counselor next to the protagonist? Are you infatuated with the heroine? Hahahahaha!"

Lin Jia punched Wen Wenze's face: "Be quiet."

Yang Yang clapped his hands: "I think Brother Jia can act in a costume movie! A wealthy prince, who has been a rebel for 30 years! Or a worldly expert in white clothes like a fairy, pointing out the world! You can also play a Confucian general! Founding the country and rejuvenating the country!"

Wen Wenze rubbed his nose: "A liberal arts student is a liberal arts student. It's a set of words. There are three months... We will bid farewell to the simple student days. Thinking about it, I am looking forward to it, and I am a little bit melancholy."

Lin Jia's slender fingers picked up the water glass: "Good friends for life, even if the world is far apart, they are still good friends."

Wen Wenze slapped him in the face: "Big actor, stop acting! We know you are attractive!"

Yang Yang grinned: "Brother Jia, I'll write a script for you to act in later!"

Lin Jia squinted her eyes and smiled like a fox: "Okay, remember to create a different character charm."

Wen Wenze vomited, the three of them ate and drank enough, and rushed back to the classroom to continue doing the test papers.

Perhaps it was because the closer the college entrance examination was, the less pressure the teachers put on the students. After class, Yang Yang ran home with his schoolbag on his back as usual.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, Qin Huanlang was sitting on a chair with a book in his hand, the shout in Yang Yang's throat was suppressed in an instant.

Seeing Qin Huanlang raised his head and grinned at Yang Yang, the air was filled with an indescribable smell.

Handing the schoolbag to the auntie, Yang Yang changed his shoes and went forward. Qin Huanlang put the book on his knees, opened his hands, and hugged Yang Yang whole.

He has been sleeping with Qin Huanlang since the first year of high school, and he took care of Qin Huanlang when Qin Huanlang was serious.

After Qin Huanlang recovered this time, he liked to hug him when he had nothing to do, and Yang Yang was used to it.Just like hugging a sled dog, warm and chubby.

The young man hugged the boy like a bear doll, and Yang Yang rubbed Qin Huanlang's shoulder.

"I'll buy you a bear with the manuscript fee."

"A bear is not as fleshy as you."

What about the temperamental male god!

Yang Yang rubbed against Qin Huanlang's shoulder depressedly.This kind of scene that seemed intimate, honest and too hot directly blinded Secretary Qin's eyes.

Covering her eyes for a while to relax, Secretary Qin narrowed her eyes and looked at her increasingly domineering boss.

The fateful friendship between good buddies is deep in the bones. The so-called best friends don't care about age, if you see each other well, you will last a lifetime.

But what's so weird about the perverted big devil and the soft and cute boy!

Seeing Yang Yang looking back at himself holding the big demon king with one hand, and greeting himself with a smile with a pure and innocent smile, Secretary Qin silently let out a sigh in his heart.

What is he thinking!Student Yang is still a young boy, as simple as a person made of crystal, he can tell what he thinks at a glance, and he has not yet enlightened.

Qin Huanlang half-closed his eyes and looked at Secretary Qin. Seeing that the other party was so suspicious that his face was expressionless, he sneered, turned his head and bumped his head against the boy's chest, and Yang Yang held his chest and screamed.

"My internal organs are going to be pounded out by you!"

"Shove it in."

"How can you be so wild!"

Secretary Qin looked at the two brothers who were getting bored again with disgust.

"I want to ask for leave!"

After finishing the documents and putting them on the table, Secretary Qin spoke in surprise.

The big bad wolf and the little sheep turned their heads together.

"I'll give you a raise!"

"Secretary Qin, I want you to be the protagonist of my story!"

"Go aside!"

Secretary Qin raised her chin and covered her face with her hands: "I'm getting married! I finally caught up with my wife!"

"Wow! Congratulations."

Yang Yang jumped out of Qin Huanlang's arms, stood directly in front of Secretary Qin, and slapped him on the shoulder. Qin Huanlang looked at the empty palm and stared at Secretary Qin viciously.

"I never thought that I could still meet such a beautiful her!"

Secretary Qin exuded pink bubbles all over his body, and the air around him became different.

"So gentle and cute, and he can cook! When he smiles, he looks like a Bodhisattva!"

Yang Yang froze instantly with anticipation.

How would you describe it like a Bodhisattva?Secretary Qin, did you forget to take your medicine?

"Is that the last time you met?"

The Great Demon King Qin let out a cold air for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he turned his head arrogantly to the side to speak.

"Yes!"

Secretary Qin still looked intoxicated: "God gave me such a perfect condition, and he was never willing to give me the flower in my heart, but it was so kind that I met her in the world—"

Yang Yang rubbed his arms: "Goosebumps are rising, when will the wedding be held?"

Secretary Qin's eyes lit up, and he instantly entered the negotiation mode. He clapped his hands on the small coffee table.

"I want to ask for leave! A salary increase can't stop me from asking for marriage leave! I want to take my girl to the most beautiful place for honeymoon! I want to turn off the phone! I want to change the SIM card!"

"Is two months vacation enough? Have you bought a new house?"

Qin Huanlang didn't even look at Secretary Qin: "Congratulations, you old man, get rid of poverty and become rich."

Secretary Qin nodded frantically: "Master! You are simply a super nice person! My house payment has already been paid! It would be better if you let me work less overtime in the future!"

Seeing Secretary Qin's unceremonious flattery, Yang Yang scratched his cheek.

"Secretary Qin is not short of money, is he? Why do you say he got rid of poverty and became rich?"

The big devil and the big devil's dog legs immediately became quiet, and Yang Yang looked at Secretary Qin with a puzzled expression, looking him up and down.

Qin Huanlang stood up first, supported Yang Yang's shoulders, and pushed him upstairs: "Go and change clothes first, we'll eat Kaifeng dishes later."

Yang Yang obediently went upstairs, Qin Huanlang turned around, put his hands on his chest and sneered at Secretary Qin, until the other party almost shrank in the corner of the wall.

Secretary Qin had a flash of inspiration, and he finally thought of the topic.

"Young master, student Yang will take the college entrance examination this year, and his choice should be finalized, right?"

"He is preparing to take the Chinese Department of Normal University."

Secretary Qin pushed his glasses: "When I went to the art auction yesterday, I copied some of the paintings drawn by classmate Yang and took them with me. Mr. Wen from the Chinese Department of Fushi was very interested. He even asked me how old the author was."

Qin Huanlang nodded: "Yes, I will give you an extra month's salary as a red envelope."

Secretary Qin walked up to the small table: "I almost forgot. I sorted out the picture book of Student Yang. Where do you think it would be better to vote for? So as to give him points?"

Qin Huanlang reached out to take the manuscript: "Let me see, children can still draw stories—"

What he hadn't finished speaking disappeared on the tip of his tongue, and Qin Huanlang gently flipped through the manuscript in his hand.

Deep blue sky, snowy land, lonely king, only darkness for company.

The colors may be a little immature, and the characters are not brilliant, but when the knight appeared with flowers and lights, Qin Huanlang's hands trembled slightly.

"I think this fairy tale is very warm, although the skills and colors are immature in the eyes of the masters."

Secretary Qin relayed Elder Wen's comments, and when he looked up, he saw his boss smiling softly.

"The mind under the skill is even more touching."

Qin Huanlang looked back at Yang Yang who was going downstairs, and handed the manuscript to Secretary Qin, like a real king, reaching out his hand noblely and forcefully to Yang Yang: "Come, take you to eat delicious food."