First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

In the early morning, a few sparrows landed by the window, and Song Jianchu was awakened by the faint chirping of birds.

This sleep was very heavy, Song Jianchu was half asleep and half awake, feeling a lot lighter.The quilt was extraordinarily warm, and it was so comfortable that people wanted to stay in bed.

Song Jianchu simply decided to lie down for 5 more minutes.

He lowered his head and shrank back under the quilt, when something suddenly touched his forehead.Opening his eyes in doubt, the man's fair and straight collarbone came into view unexpectedly.

The gentle fragrance that made him indulge in the night in his sleep became clear and rich leisurely, easily distracting his mind.

"..."

After ten seconds of reaction, Song Jianchu's pupils trembled violently.

When did this man climb up?

Song Jianchu's brain was numb, and he had no memory of last night at all.

He tried to stay calm.

Holding his breath, he tried to escape quietly from the arms around him.

Notice his small movements.

The man's arms tightened again, imprisoning him unconsciously.

Song Jianchu clings to another warm body, clearly feeling the difference in size between a mature man and him, like an invisible oppression and possession.

Before he could recover, the face above also moved closer, and naturally and skillfully buried it between his shoulders and neck, with the tip of his nose pressed against the artery on the side of his neck, breathing deeply and lazily.

The man's hoarse voice, which was so sexy in the morning, grazed his ears.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer."

When speaking, Mu Ye's lips slightly brushed against his Adam's apple, and the soft and warm touch seemed to leave an imprint on that small piece of delicate skin for a long time.

Song Jianchu's heart was beating wildly in his throat, shaking his entire face to pulsate along with it.

Hearing Mu Ye's soothing and comfortable breathing, Song Jianchu resolutely gave up struggling, and settled into a humanoid pillow.

Drowsiness is contagious.

Before he knew it, he also closed his eyes deeply, and slept with his overly clingy lover for another twenty or ten minutes.

After waking up, Song Jianchu didn't criticize the nurturing lover's behavior of climbing the bed without authorization, so he naturally skipped the topic.

The two of them washed up and got ready to go to work.

Before going out, Mu Ye held his arm at the door and told him to turn around: "Wait a minute."

"Did you catch a cold after washing for too long last night?" Mu Ye zipped up his coat and touched his forehead: "I'll tell Xiao Pei later, cancel the registration for the sports event."

"No need." Song Jianchu's face was still a little red, and he said calmly, "I'm fine."

Mu Ye moved his hands down, easily covered his cheeks with two big hands, and looked at him for a moment.

Song Jianchu was already paralyzed, and was obediently held up in the face like a puppet without self-will.

This kind of low-level contact can no longer make him—

Damn, the condition is controlled by taking medicine, so he won't die suddenly because of a fast heartbeat, right?

Mu Ye frowned slightly: "My face is a little hot."

"It's okay." Song Jianchu looked at the light-colored pupils above, and explained calmly: "It's not a fever."

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows.

Thinking of something, Mu Ye turned his face and smiled restrainedly, his expression became clear instantly, and he paused and said, "Because of what happened in the morning?"

Song Jianchu: "."

Mu Ye put his hand on his head, and calmly comforted him in the tone of a mature adult: "Don't worry too much, it's really nothing. It's normal for boys to have some physiological reactions in the morning, it's strange if they don't."

"..."

Song Jianchu's eyes froze, and his rapidly heating up brain was about to boil and evaporate.

Are there any props that can make people lose their memory instantly?

Is it too late to invest in research and development?

Mu Ye smiled softly and ambiguously, his eyes were meaningful: "Besides, at your age, you are the most energetic, hugging me for another night..."

"We're going to be late." Song Jianchu put on a wooden face, and interrupted the topic in time: "Let's go out."

In the afternoon, the fun sports meeting of the first year of high school was held in the indoor stadium.

Due to some reasons, this year's autumn sports meeting was not held smoothly, so the school arranged this event to increase the collective sense of honor of the freshmen.

Teacher Shang, as the former head teacher, also came to represent International Class A to participate in the sports meeting.

The students in each class of senior one put on sportswear of different colors, lined up in the middle of the stadium, and waited for the principal to speak at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.

The teachers of the senior one teaching group also changed into their sportswear and joined the camps of each class.

There were five head teachers standing next to International Class A, as if they were guarding the repeat offenders, and the students in his class were all secretly laughing and peeping here.

Sitting on the rostrum with the best view on the [-]th, wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap, he slouched his legs, reached out and broke the microphone, and said softly: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second. During the game, it is strictly forbidden to Fighting, if found, the whole class will be suspended. Trash talk provocative civilized language, dirty words can not be included, points will be deducted.”

"The class with the highest score will be organized to study abroad at public expense during the winter vacation. Come on everyone, the competition begins."

【I've never seen such a swag headmaster, open my eyes】

[Crit Strike 666 for the Principal]

【Son, you are a bit too pushy... Hee hee, mom likes it so much】

The new principal ended the opening ceremony with a few words, simply and neatly.

The fun sports meeting officially started, and all classes shouted slogans in turn.

After all, they are young people of seventeen or eighteen years old. The students participating in campus activities are very excited, and all the phalanxes are full of vigor.

"Go, go, go! Win, win, win! I am the best in International Class E!!"

"Don't be afraid of embarrassment or tiredness! The most beautiful thing is to win to the end!"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, international class C, go forward bravely!"

When they arrived at the phalanx of International Class A, Pei Shinian organized everyone to shout slogans to boost morale: "Everyone in International Class A! Our slogan is!"

The other classes looked over curiously.

The eyes of the wronged people in the motherland wandered and scattered, and they mumbled in a low voice: "If the strong fight, if the weak fight, you must participate, and the two will fight for the one."

Other classes: "?"

What the hell kind of slogan is this?

【hahahahahahahahaha】

【Damn died laughing at the slogan】

【Every sentence is a death warning】

[May I ask which language talent came up with such a wonderful slogan? 】

Teacher Shang was stunned, and couldn't help asking Teacher Pei: "Mr. Pei, is this the slogan you want?"

"No." Pei Shinian said with a smile: "The principal thought about it, otherwise I'm afraid they won't cooperate."

Those who already suffer from the phobia of the devil: "."

Teacher Shang couldn't help laughing.

[Hahaha son is out of his mind]

【My cub is excellent】

【Jianchu·Language Little Genius·Song】

Because he signed up for the project with Mu Ye, Song Jianchu also went to change into sportswear after getting off the rostrum.

The competition program has already started.

Listening to the lively voices outside, Song Jianchu had already foreseen the scene of social death waiting, so he deliberately dawdled in the locker room.

Before delaying for a few minutes, Mu Ye knocked on the door: "Chu Chu, are you ready? It's time for our project."

"So fast?" Song Jianchu's eyelids twitched.

"Yeah." Mu Ye said: "Two people and three legs is the first project, and the inspection has already started. Are you still in good condition?"

"...I'm fine." Song Jianchu closed his eyes and said, "I'll be fine soon."

The three-legged two-legged competition was for the teacher group. In order to gather the number of people, Bai Xingyu and Lu Shen also signed up.

The students in International Class A were originally dejected. The moment the two teachers rushed out of the starting line with the wind, the exclamation of the audience made them regain their face.

[Fuck! !As expected of a kung fu actor, this is too fast! 】

[Is this the legendary scud? ? 】

【Teacher Lu can keep up! 】

[Ah, ah, the two teachers are so handsome! ! 】

Ren Lin took the lead in cheering and cheering: "Teacher Bai is amazing! Teacher Lu is awesome!!"

The students also regained their youthful vigor, followed the cheers of other classes, and shouted loudly:

"International Class A, go, go!!"

"Teachers, come on! Go!!"

The other teachers hadn't finished halfway, and the two No.1 players had already reached the finish line.

The teachers looked stunned, as if they had entered a professional national competition indiscriminately, and they were all dumbfounded watching with the audience.

The tacit understanding between the two old partners in the film industry is unmatched, and they ended the battle with the No.1 result in the group stage.

The competition ushered in a good start at the very beginning, and the frustration of the second-generation ancestors of International Class A was swept away. Under the envious eyes of students in other classes, they enthusiastically stepped forward and surrounded the two class teachers.

Teacher Shang looked at the side with comfort.

Song Jianchu and Mu Ye were in the second group. They had just tied their ankles and were waiting behind the starting line.

Witnessing the previous competition, Song Jianchu looked at the two winners who were clapping tacitly with a blank expression, and said silently: "Do we still have to participate?"

Mu Ye wrapped his arms around his waist, grabbed his hand and put it on his side, looked at him with a tilted head, and said with a smile, "Just do your best."

In this group, the atmosphere of the game suddenly changed.

Some groups seem to be watching love variety shows.

The girls next to me screamed, "Ahhhhhhh!"

The barrage is also very synchronized.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! 】

[Smelly treasure is hugging the male god's waist! 】

[Rounding up, the son had a physical relationship with the male god! 】

[Touch the male god's waist today, sit on the male god's legs tomorrow!Smelly treasure's star chasing progress is great! ! 】

Standing at the referee's seat, Pei Shinian raised his starting gun: "Everyone, get ready for—"

The students in International Class A can play better than anyone else. They got up and forgot about yesterday's grievances and grievances, and spontaneously shouted:

"Dear seniors, come on!!"

"Teacher Mu, come on!!"

Under the noses of so many people, Song Jianchu was a little guilty, and put his hands on Mu Ye's waist very politely, as if he was partnering with a girl.

Moments before the starting gun fired, Mu Ye clasped his waist tightly and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Come on, baby."

Song Jianchu's breathing paused for a moment.

"—Boom!!!"

Amidst the shouts, Mu Ye led him to the starting line.

[Come on, stinky treasure! ! ! 】

[Teacher Mu, come on! 】

[Ah, ah, run slowly!Hug a little longer! ! 】

Before Song Jianchu, he ran regularly in the gym every week. Even if he didn't run for a while, his physical fitness didn't drop too much.

The two of them just quietly practiced walking a few steps in the background, but they didn't expect that they would cooperate so well in the official competition.

No suspense won the No.1 of the second group.

International Class A is boiling.

"The teacher in our class is too good!"

"I'm so excited!"

Han Tian couldn't help shouting: "Awesome!!"

Bai Xingyu folded his arms and laughed, "You guys can cooperate. See you in the final."

Song Jianchu was sweating a little while running, but he was actually a little happy.

It seemed that it was not as boring and embarrassing as he imagined.

Song Jianchu released the hand on Mu Ye's waist in time, panted slightly to adjust his breathing.His eyes turned subconsciously, and he was attracted by a pair of husband and wife teachers who were in the same group next to him.

The two teachers took the second place. The male teacher embraced the female teacher intimately in a cuddly gesture to celebrate. The students in their class were screaming and booing. The young female teacher blushed shyly and slapped the male teacher lightly. teacher.

Mu Ye suddenly asked beside him, "Envy?"

Song Jianchu: "?"

Song Jianchu was about to look away, when suddenly Mu Ye embraced him with one hand, his outer foot was hanging in the air, and Mu Ye swung him around on the spot by Mu Ye's arms.

Too surprised, Song Jianchu subconsciously hugged Mu Ye's neck tightly with one arm, and almost blurted out swear words: "I!..."

Half of the girls in the stadium screamed wildly in an instant.

Winning the competition is full of enthusiasm, and there are two male teachers again. No matter how crazy the celebration ceremony is, it will not arouse the suspicion of the teachers.

The husband and wife teacher looked over in surprise and couldn't help laughing.

The barrage was full of excitement and carnival, and the corners of the mouths of CP fans who carefully ate sweets every day were about to fly out of the sky.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! 】

[I rely on me!Teacher Mu sent out sugar too suddenly! 】

[I knock! ! ! 】

[Just ask if you don't understand, are you recording a love variety show now?Why are guest interactions so sweet? 】

[Ah, ah, foul! !How can you be sweeter than husband and wife! 】

Mu Ye put down the stunned man, smiled and raised his hand to rub the boy's head, and praised gently: "Teacher Song is great."

Song Jianchu came back to his senses and immediately observed the reactions of the people around him.

It's nothing, it's just the students booing.

He breathed a sigh of relief and endured it for two seconds, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

The final of the two-person three-legged competition has become an inward competition for the international class A.

After all, the actor group has cooperated for many years, and the tacit understanding is beyond the mark. The male god fan group regrettably lost by two seconds.

At the finish line, Lu Shen immediately bent down and untied the straps, took Bai Xingyu to the side and sat down, checked and massaged his calf with old injuries, and frowned slightly: "Does it hurt?"

Bai Xingyu leaned back on the chair nonchalantly, put his legs on Lu Shen's legs to enjoy the massage, and said with a smile, "I only ran a few steps, so I made a fuss."

[Wow, wow, why is the actor group so good! 】

[Is today a romance special? ? ? 】

Mu Ye unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Song Jianchu, pinched the back of his neck to help him relax, and comforted him: "They have been working together for many years longer than us, and it's not a loss. They are almost at the end, and we still have progress. room."

Song Jianchu didn't have much regret at first, he was almost amused, and screwed the bottle cap on the corner of his mouth that was about to rise: "Indeed."

After drinking, he subconsciously handed the water back, Mu Ye took it, unscrewed it naturally and took a sip.

[Ah, ah, an indirect kiss! ! 】

[Rounding up and down, Smelly Treasure was held down by Teacher Mu and forced to kiss her! ! 】

[Holy shit, what auspicious day today is!The progress bar of Smelly Treasure's hot boy is running fast! 】

[When did you become a male god?Didn't the devil brother come to chase stars? ? 】

[I have chased after them, what are we chasing after?Human ideals must be constantly upgraded!Going from strength to strength! 】

The man's lips are already rosy, but they become even more colorful after being wet with water.Under the messy and wet forehead, that handsome face was suddenly so bewitching that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Song Jianchu stared at Mu Ye's movements, his eyes paused slightly on the lips that lightly touched the mouth of the bottle.

It's okay for two men to drink a bottle of water together.

Song Jianchu thought calmly.

He naturally looked away and looked at the auditorium. The two students who fell in love with each other exchanged drinks. You have a sip of mine, and I have a sip of yours.

It's greasy and crooked.

Song Jianchu's face was calm, and he silently recorded the faces of the pair of students, and the tips of his ears gradually turned red.

The last event of the fun sports meeting is the obstacle relay, which requires teachers and students to participate together, and all the teachers of International Class A participate.

The student contestants elected class monitor Han Tian, ​​sports committee member Ren Lin, league secretary Ma Ruicong and study committee member Yang Weiwei.

These four are the small groups in the class that usually take the lead in doing things, and they are also the four most charismatic class cadres in the class.

I saw with my own eyes that the new teachers worked so hard for the class honor. The students in International Class A were all emotionally affected, and they were full of collective honor. The four class cadres actively gave advice to the teachers.

Ren Lin suggested: "The few of us run ahead, and the teachers run behind."

Pei Shinian: "I think it's ok. In other classes, the teacher is at the front. Let's do it the other way around."

Han Tian: "Mr. Lu and Mr. Bai are still two-legged and three-legged to ensure our advantage and buy time."

Bai Xingyu: "Yes."

Yang Weiwei asked: "Then who will play the last two-person pass? We have no experience, and I feel that it is most likely to go wrong there."

"Let's go with Teacher Song." Mu Ye looked at the people around him inquiringly: "Is it okay?"

The double pass is the most embarrassing part of this interesting relay. The two contestants have to run forward with the basketball between their bodies and cannot touch the ball with their hands.

Everyone looked at this bking, afraid that he would not be able to accept this seemingly dead link.

The boy had just exercised, his hair was a bit messy, and he was in a daze with a very calm expression.Wearing a set of pure white shorts sportswear with a logo, black sports stockings wrapping her straight and slender calves, and on her feet are some classic limited edition sneakers that every boy dreams of.It's like a bking school grass who hasn't graduated yet, and it's completely different from when I was in school a few years ago.

The girls all looked at this side intently, their legs limp at the headmaster's handsomeness.

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. ! 】

【Shashasha】

[During the meeting, Mr. Mu, you have peeked at him several times. Does my son look good? 】

【nice! !Smelly Po is the most handsome in the audience today! ! 】

Song Jianchu was recalling his former middle school life, and it seemed that he had no memorable memories. Every day was nothing but studying, and he never participated in such group activities.

For a moment just now, he had an illusion.

It's like being reborn.

He found that many things seemed not as bad as he had imagined, and such a lively new life seemed not bad.

Mu Ye called him again: "Principal, is it okay?"

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Song Jianchu came back to his senses and nodded: "Yes."

"Then it's settled. The last project, everyone, hold on!" Pei Shinian said, "It's still a few points away from our class and we can pass Class C and take the first place!"

"International Class A!" Everyone folded their hands together and raised them upwards: "Come on!!!"

With the sound of the starting gun, the most interesting relay race of this sports meeting began.

Class C, a strong competitor of International Class A, has a strong team. The total points of Class C are currently three points higher than that of Class A. The class that wins this relay will get ten points.

All the teachers and students in the two classes worked hard.

In the previous link, the two classes were evenly matched, but in the last link, the progress of the two classes was almost the same.

"Give!"

When Lu Shen and Bai Xingyu passed the baton, the two student contestants in the last session of Class C had already set off. The two students, who were obviously campus lovers, held hands and ran very fast with the ball between them.

Song Jianchu took the baton and set off facing Mu Ye with a basketball between them.

This scene was too topical, and the barrage artists started their imagination again.

【shock! !Brother Mowang and Teacher Mu ran away with the ball! ! 】

【Ah, I thought of the beginning but not the end】

[Although son, you took the ball and ran away with the male god without my permission, but mother is a generous mother, and mother allowed you to get married in situ! 】

[The ball is between the two, why must my son run with the ball?Not Teacher Mu? 】

[Sister, how good or bad are you, against my CP!I feel seriously unwell, I want to go back and watch the clip where Mr. Mu is carrying my son with one hand just now...]

This project is indeed difficult. The ball is round. If the two people's speeds do not match slightly, the ball will roll to the edge of the body and fall to the ground. Even if they hold each other's arms to stabilize, it is difficult to control.

In the middle of the run, Class C dropped the ball one less time than them. Song Jianchu found that the two people next to him were a few steps ahead of them.

He was aroused to win, and clicked his tongue uncomfortably.

All the students in Class A shouted their throats to cheer for the two of them.

Bai Xingyu yelled angrily: "Mu Ye! Hurry up for me!!!"

Pei Shinian: "See Chu!! Don't be in a hurry! Hold the ball!!"

Players from both classes dropped the ball again at the same time.

The barrage also became tense.

【Mr. Mu, can you do it?Always let my son drop the ball! 】

【start running! 】

[Hurry up and pick up the ball!still have a chance! 】

Song Jianchu quickly picked up the basketball, put it between the two, and said calmly: "It's okay, they're not proficient, we'll be sure—"

"Don't be afraid."

Song Jianchu: "?"

The next second, he suddenly vacated again.

Song Jianchu: "!!!"

This time his feet were off the ground, and he was hugged by Mu Ye.

Mu Ye folded his arms, neither of them touched the ball with their hands, the basketball was tightly sandwiched between their bodies.

Holding the man and the ball, Mu Ye quickly overtook the competitor next to him and crossed the finish line directly.

The screams of the audience almost toppled the roof of the stadium.

The barrage is also crazy.

[Ah, ah, Mr. Mu, this is too good! ! 】

[The son is married! ! 】

[Looking at the almanac, today is a good day to get married! ! ! 】

The pair crossed the finish line and the referee declared Class A the winner.

The students of International Class A cheered happily.

Song Jianchu's face and ears were hot, and he quickly took away the basketball and patted Mu Ye's shoulder: "It's okay, let me down."

Mu Ye directly threw him onto the high jump sponge mat next to him, and then fell down as if exhausted, his whole body relaxed on his body, messing up his hair casually.

The motives are natural, and no one really suspects anything.

But I can't stop people who want to YY.

The barrage was already so excited that it was incoherent and only crowed.

Song Jianchu was so crushed that he couldn't move, staring blankly at the dazzling ceiling lights above the gymnasium.

One of his hands subconsciously raised, resting on the wet back of Mu Ye's neck, hesitantly asked: "Are... are you okay?"

Mu Ye rested his chin on his shoulder, panted slightly, and breathed against his ear, whispered: "Although the feeling of having an affair is exciting, it's not bad to do it once in a while, isn't it?"

Song Jianchu seemed to feel Mu Ye's pulse, and quickly and forcefully tapped on his fingertips.

Thinking about something in his mind, he said blankly: "Huh?"

Mu Ye tilted his head slightly, and brushed his lips against his earlobe vaguely: "My lord, you said before that you want to fall in love with me."

Song Jianchu lightly closed his eyes: "Yes."

"Don't you think...our relationship is still in the puppy love stage?" The man's gaze was solid, and he slowly swept across his face.Mu Ye laughed lightly, and his voice was deep: "Could it be possible to grow up a bit?"

The inexplicable joy that lasted the whole afternoon suddenly magnified infinitely at this moment.

The reason gradually became clear in my heart.

He wants to get in touch with this person, no matter what happens before or after, no matter what the outcome is.In the limited time, get as much as possible.

He wants to be the real gold master.

Like a cruel capitalist, buying all the rights to this person, he wondered, what kind of happiness is that.

Song Jianchu looked at the dazzling light, his clear and shallow pupils were slightly out of focus, and he narrowed his eyes slowly and loosely.

The hand on the back of Mu Ye's neck exerted some strength.

He said "hmm" lightly: "Indeed."