After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

Separate subjects in arts and sciences, the second year of high school started, Meng Jian and Xia Shu also entered different classes.

With the passage of time, as the college entrance examination approached, the story of "Meng Xia" also entered a more intense and passionate stage from a relaxed and happy campus life.

The story still follows the perspective of the heroine Xia Shu.

It may be that there is an indomitable benchmark standing in front of her, or after staying with Meng Jian for a long time, she finally learned one thing slowly - life is not a light piece of paper, it is a book with thickness and weight. It has to be written carefully, stroke by stroke.

Under the urging of Meng Jian, our heartless second girl finally picked up the "self-consciousness" and "diligence" that I had lost for a long time from the ground, patted the ashes, and reluctantly carried it on my back .

It has to be said that Xia Shu's background and brain are good, and she does have a natural acuity in literature, history and philosophy, and her language sense, memory, and speculative ability are gradually showing surprising talents.As for her weak subject of mathematics - Meng Jian would come to give her tutoring once a week without any hesitation.

"I've read your weekly exam papers last week, and the question about finding the tangent equation was wrong again..." Meng Jian looked at Xia Shu. When they were sitting at the same time, he happened to be half a head taller than the girl.Meng Jian is most beautiful when his eyes are slightly lowered. The sunlight hits on his slender eyelashes, casting a moving silhouette on the lying silkworm. Coupled with his gentle tone and demeanor, he looks like an elegant boy walking out of an opera.

Xia Shu stared dumbfounded, Meng Jian's pleasant voice was like an intoxicating tune circling in her ears, it captivated her, and she forgot Jin Xi He Xi after a while.

This episode of Hang Yang’s performance was very focused, and some audience members picked up the details later: not only was his lecture process completely correct, it was even easy to understand, and even the diagrams and formulas on the draft paper were completely accurate; but no one listened to the beauty at all. In the topic of the lecture, all the audiences facing the North expressed their infinite understanding of Xia Shu. There were more and more bullet screens floating on the screen, and what was even more outrageous was that the proportion of yellow was getting larger and larger:

[hand!Hissing, it's a pity that this hand doesn't grab the bed sheet! ]

[His index finger trembles suddenly!In my direction!He is seducing me! ]

[This mouth!The hostess kissed him hard for me! ]

……

[Help!It's just a make-up class, why is it so bitter! ]

[Please ask the sisters in front to reflect on whether it is your own problem]

Just when the heroine Xia Shu's expression and barrage became more and more excessive, Meng Jian suddenly raised the pen, and tapped her head gently: "Why are you in a daze?"

He has a very good temper, has never blushed with anyone, always has a smile on his brows and eyes, at most he just shakes his head and sighs, Meng Jian looks at him with a little helplessness, his eyes are tinged with a little worry, as if silently Ask "What should I do with you?"

Not only Xia Shu, but even the barrage couldn't stand his eyes, "Plop plop plop" knelt down:

[I'm sorry husband, I'll just study hard]

[I confess to the yellow waste in my head]

[Woooooo husband, don't look at me with such eyes, I feel bad]

[I know I was wrong!I know I'm wrong!Already changing! ]

Xia Shu also quickly picked up the wrong question book, pulled back her mind that was dazed by the beauty, and immediately continued to study hard.

Meng Jian finally laughed, and he raised his hand reflexively, as if he wanted to put it on Xia Shu's head, but suddenly paused in mid-air for a few seconds, and then gently lowered it behind Xia Shu's back.

"That's good." Meng Jian nodded.

It's really strange, even though he is so young, sometimes he will suddenly reveal a dull look, as if he is about to die in the night.

Just as the head teacher repeated over and over again every day: the second year of high school is the critical period for the big waves to wash away the sand. Some students can get up with a lot of energy, while others show fatigue and are quickly "washed out".

Xia Shu was very lucky. With Meng Jian's company, she became more and more used to the high-spirited state of forging ahead. She was not as playful as before, and gradually understood how to write the word "self-discipline".

According to her own words: "I thought it was because teachers and parents were able to secretly use the time for studying to play under the noses of teachers. I earned it by myself; only now did I realize that I saw my life and grades on the right track all the way. I know What is really cool."

After another monthly exam, Xia Shu's score entered the top [-] in liberal arts for the first time. The moment she got the score strip, she didn't want to worry about anything. He slapped the score on Meng Jian's desk, his eyes were brighter than the stars hanging high in the night outside the window: "It's agreed! I want to go to the same university as you!"

The Science Olympiad class is a group of 250s who are crazy about the questions. Daily life is indeed a bit boring. When encountering such happy things, they jump up one by one than monkeys, and the booing is louder than the wave:

"Brilliant!"

"You mustn't kiss one!"

"When the time comes, Happy Candy, don't forget buddies!"

"..."

Young people always talk about love with a bit of high-spirited and lonely courage. This is the first time Xia Shu has shown her love in front of Meng Jian in a real sense. The strange thing is that she doesn't feel shy and timid in such a noisy environment. In a large and small classroom—she could only see Meng Jian's face and hear her own heartbeat full of expectation.

But the strange thing is that Meng Jian's face seemed to be not quite right, and his usually bloodless face seemed even paler. He looked at the score strip on the table, and said softly, "Okay, that's great" with a smile, but the gap between his eyebrows It trembled slightly, as if trying to suppress something.

"You!" Xia Shu faintly had a bad premonition, her lips turned white with a brush, and she was about to ask.

I saw Meng Jianxiang finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell headlong to the desk, his slender body twitched slightly, and you could even see the raised veins on the forehead, and a few very light words came out of his mouth: "Look for the teacher, call 120..."

Don't panic!

Xia Shu tightly clenched her trembling hands, turned around and grabbed the stunned boy next to her: "Take care of him!"

Then she rushed out of the classroom for the first time and went straight to the teacher's office.

Everything happened very quickly: Meng Jian carried first aid medicine with him, and 120 didn't delay, the ambulance came roaring, and the nurse went upstairs with the unit price...

The picture was chaotic, but the director skillfully lowered the noisy sound, and then lowered it again. In the end, only the violent heartbeat sound of "bang bang bang" was left. The barrage was clean, and it seemed that the entire audience stopped breathing along with Xia Shu.

And when the nurse asked: "There can only be one escort, which one of you will go?"

"I," Xia Shu almost reflexively raised her hand, she heard her voice trembling, "I'm with you."

From going downstairs to rushing into the ambulance, Xia Shu stood beside Meng Jian and held his hand tightly, until the door of the ambulance closed, the world was really quiet, and she saw Meng Jian's slightly moving lips.

"What?" The two nurses next to her were fiddling with the equipment rapidly. She tried her best to suppress the panic in her voice, and leaned down, "What are you talking about?"

Suddenly, the camera showed Meng Jian holding Xia Shu's hand - shaking slightly, as if he was exerting force.

The pale and weak man was lying on the narrow bed like a thin piece of paper, but Xia Shu heard his whisper: "Xia Shu, don't be afraid..."

The voice is very small, and Hang Yang interprets the so-called "Qi Ruo Yousong" just right, but it is matched with the tense and depressing bgm and the right sound effect processing.

This extremely light whisper was like a thunderclap, precisely falling on the hearts of Xia Shu and every audience——

She was stunned, and the whole world seemed to be blank for a moment after the lightning.

—End of No.14 episode—

That night, Weibo was flooded with tears from the audience, some complained:

[Screenwriter, what do you owe me here! ]

[Why is it happening like that!Why is it happening like that!My Meng Jian, I am such a healthy and healthy Meng Jian! ]

[I don’t want to say anything, self-closing]

intimidating:

[You are so ruthless (vicious)]

[The director team comes out, let's die together]

There are also those who went to the actor's Weibo to break the defense:

[husband!Husband, say something! ]

[What are you still sleeping on?My husband is almost gone, so why sleep? (smile.jpg)]

This time, the official did not hold the knife up high and lower it lightly, but slashed down on the audience's heart firmly - the kind that does not stop until there is no blood.

Xia Shu waited outside the emergency room until Meng Jian's parents arrived. Everyone persuaded her to leave. The little girl bit her lower lip and lowered her head, holding Meng Jian's schoolbag tightly. to ask him."

She raised her head, looked at the people around her in a trance, and repeated over and over again like a man in a daze: "I have to ask him, I have to ask him!"

When the news of the patient's escape came out, Xia Shu was stunned for a while, and just about to stand up, she fell down with a "bang" along with her schoolbag, and then she burst into tears—maybe the fall was too painful Bar.

A month later, Meng Jian went back to school like everyone else, and no one made fun of him and Xia Shu.The morning he walked into the class, it was supposed to be the time for early self-study, but the whole class was instantly quiet. Everyone looked at Meng Jian with a kind of helpless sadness, and some even buried their faces on the table, quietly A few low sobs sounded in the classroom.

Meng Jian acted like a normal person, as if the accident a month ago had never happened, he smiled and raised the book in his hand: "Who will borrow me to copy the notes?"

In the silent classroom, amidst the oppressive silence, Jing Hanri suddenly got up, and with a stinking face as usual, he walked aggressively to Meng Jian's desk, and put a stack of notebooks on the table heavily. : "For you! It's already sorted!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't listen to Meng Jian's thanks, as if he had done something wrong, slipped to his seat in three steps at a time, and didn't dare to look at Meng Jian the whole time.

Meng Jian's smiling brows and eyes softened a bit, and he said in Jing Hanri's direction, "Thank you."

Everything seems to be back to normal, but maybe it never happened, it’s just that the beautiful and hazy veil was pulled away, revealing the bloody truth——

Meng Jian began to take vacations and absenteeism more and more frequently. During class, she often lacked energy and sometimes had to fall asleep under the bed.

Meng Jian and Xia Shu shared the same math teacher. Once she just walked into the office, she heard the teacher's choked up voice: "What a good child, oh, what a good child..."

Xia Shu's body trembled violently, but she still straightened her back, walked in calmly as if nothing happened.

That night, Meng Jian left a bit late. When he just left the classroom door, he saw the girl standing quietly at the door waiting for him.

"Waiting for me?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you call me..."

"It's okay," Xia Shu interrupted him, she lowered her head and said softly, "It's okay."

In the silence, only the chirping of cicadas can be heard.

"Let's go for a walk," Xia Shu looked up, with a stiff smile, "It's almost the third year of high school, and I'm afraid time will be more tense in the future."

Meng Jian was silent for two seconds, but finally nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The two walked side by side under the moonlight, and walked tacitly into a quiet grove in the school. There were several couples who fell in love walking here hand in hand. No wonder the dean likes to arrest people here. .

There were no lights in the woods, which prevented several young couples from discovering Meng Jian, the handsome man.

"The moonlight is good today." Xia Shu said softly with her hands behind her back.

"Yeah." Meng Jian nodded.

Xia Shu turned around suddenly and stared into Hang Yang's eyes: "I want to see it from your window."

Under the hazy moonlight, her eyes were very bright, and they should be filled with tears, which is why they are so touching.

I have always wanted to look at the moon from your window, and I can see it more clearly from this side of the room than that from the other side - "Love in a Fallen City".

Yes, she is confessing.

Meng Jian's frail heart speeded up uncontrollably. He panicked, glanced around, and said to him from left to right: "The monthly exam next week, let's go back early..."

"No," Xia Shu refused him in a rare way, stepped forward two steps, firmly pulled Meng Jian to the bench next to him, and then sat down on him, "You have to answer me."

Meng Jian quickly understood: this is not something that can be solved by haha.

He didn't speak immediately, but took Xia Shu's hand, and pressed it gently but involuntarily on his left chest: "Xia Shu, I won't live long."

Even though he was clear in his heart, when Meng Jian said these words, Xia Shu's heart still seemed to be torn apart by someone, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

"So?" She heard her own voice, "You promised me that we will be admitted to the same university."

"But I could very well—"

"You promised me," Xia Shu interrupted him without hesitation, she pretended to smile easily, "Actually, a city is also fine, your school is definitely better than mine, and you have to swipe it for me with your campus card." Your school library! You know I'm just a hobby..."

She chattered endlessly, Meng Jian's eyes on her became more and more gentle, and finally he laughed softly, and he waved to the girl: "Come."

Xia Shu pouted, but she still squatted obediently beside Meng Jian, gently placed "Love in a Fallen City" that she had been clutching tightly on his knee, and rested her head on the book gently.

Meng Jian's hand caressed the ends of her hair, so lightly and tenderly.

After a while, he finally said, "Okay, you can go to a university, or go to a university in a city."

Meng Jian's voice was still smiling: "It's an honor."

[Who knows the feeling of heartbeat and tears streaming down the face...]

[Mother!Mom!If someone kills me here, don't you care about it? ]

[I was crying and laughing at the same time, like a psycho]

[Meng Meng give me a good job!I burst into tears]

[Screenwriter, you have no heart! ]

[Fairy love woo woo woo]

[It turned out that I thought Xiao Shu was not good enough for Meng Meng, I was wrong]

[I deeply apologize for the fairy love that I once wanted to get involved with the two]

[Please!Don't make me cry anymore!There is not enough paper at home]

These two days, #孟灯体育情况##蒙药她运之zhi##我的cp finally started to love me but cried louder this matter#…

A bunch of topics are "changing and growing" on the hot search list, each of which has a tearful expression behind it, and the entire Weibo has almost become a vast ocean. Just click on it and you can see netizens howling in different ways.

What's worse, the two leading actors who hadn't interacted with each other for a long time posted Weibo at this opportune moment:

Yuanli Weibo: The moonlight is so beautiful today, I want to see it from your window@杭杨元月.jpg

10 minutes later, Hang Yang forwarded and replied with only four words: It is an honor

Subsequently, several emoticons circulated wildly on the Internet:

One is the base map of Maomaowlei's eyes, with simple and rude words: I am gone, and Hang Yang and Yuan Li moved hands.

There is also a policeman with handcuffs.jpg, and the wording is even more terrible: Uncle policeman, if my heart is broken, remember to arrest these two people.

Even #杭杨元丽police uncle don’t forget to arrest them both# was quickly topped in the top search, so that Hang Yang shivered when he saw Weibo, almost thinking that he had committed something.

But no matter how loudly the audience cried and scolded the screenwriter fiercely, in the end they still gritted their teeth and sat in front of the TV to catch up:

A large group of fans watched Meng Jian's face getting paler, his health getting worse, and his death getting closer...

[tmd I'm still young, why do I have to suffer like this]

[Stay away from "Meng Xia", or you will become unlucky]

[If there is someone around you who is listless, has a weak footsteps, and suddenly cries like a psychopath from time to time, then she is likely to be chasing "Meng Xia", please give this poor person more care]

Fruit TV finally stopped being "constipated" and stopped updating. Instead, it broadcasted continuously for six days, leading to the finale.

On October 10th, the finale of "Meng Xia" was updated.

Meng Xia - the first month of summer, it has not yet entered the midsummer.

Yes, he hasn't had time to enter midsummer yet...

The author has something to say:

The content of the drama in this chapter exceeds the standard, but there is only this palm, please bear with me, "Zhi Hua Gai" will start broadcasting soon, when the time comes hehehe (rubbing hands)

Then, I just found out today that Ah Jiang can only create a lottery (cover his face) once a month, so it will be changed to give out red envelopes to all the cuties who commented tomorrow!I love you all!

In the end, I’m going to be long-winded. In this chapter, I mentioned that “the second year of high school is a critical period.” In fact, this statement is too one-sided.Do you feel that no matter whether you are in the first year, the second year or the third year, the teachers will say that now is the most critical period (dog head), and my grades in the second year of high school have fallen seriously, and the third year of high school has caught up

It's never too late to start studying!I wish you all a bright future!