Be at the same table with the rumored boss

The answer sheets for each subject were handed out immediately after the report card. Except for the occasional "Fuck, the back of your math answer sheet is so clean", there was basically no conversation worth listening to.

The only thing that is still a little talky is the Chinese composition. Students often pass it on to each other and learn from it.

Xiao Lang didn't have this hobby, but the people around him were happy to do it, so he still heard about the composition of many people. As for his own answer sheet, he didn't know where it was passed on for a long time.

"Father Lang, look at Brother Yang's rebellious composition, it's really a short life." Zhang Haichao laughed and groaned, and passed Su Mianyang to hand over the answer sheet in his hand.

Xiao Lang glanced at Su Mianyang who was stopped, and after confirming that Su Mianyang was only struggling symbolically and not showing signs of anger, he looked at the answer sheet.

This time the composition style is a letter, and the requirement is to write a self-recommendation letter to the teacher, showing that he is the most suitable candidate for the class leader.

Except for the possibility of forgetting the epistolary style, the composition is not difficult to write, not to mention Su Mianyang's handwriting is beautiful, Xiao Lang thinks it is probably not too bad.

"I've never seen such an outrageous person like Brother Yang." Zhang Haichao laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Xiao Lang hesitated to take Su Mianyang's answer sheet.

There is nothing wrong with the first two lines and the last inscription, which are in standard epistolary format.There are no mistakes in the first half of the content, and the main advantages of my own campaign are written closely to the requirements. If there are no accidents, this composition should be a very qualified template.

Then Xiao Lang saw the last paragraph of Su Mianyang's composition:

"If you don't give me this position, I can only say that you are really blind. Who else should I be in such a big class? I suggest that you appoint me immediately, otherwise I will really move the bench and eat melon seeds. See Let's see who else you can pick for the job."

Xiao Lang didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, Su Mianyang rushed to tease him, "They don't understand great literary works, little classmate, what do you think? Is it written so brilliantly that you are so shocked that you can't even speak?"

Xiao Lang really couldn't tell whether Su Mianyang was on purpose or not. He coughed lightly and said, "The personal style is obvious...it's pretty good. I suggest changing the ending to 'Ling Ran pause'."

Su Mianyang paused. Just as he was about to say something, a girl came over and handed the answer sheet to Xiao Lang, "Your Chinese."

Xiao Lang turned to pick it up, and he whispered thank you without even daring to lift his head.

Su Mianyang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. According to Xiao Lang's character, he shouldn't even meet his eyes when picking up things.

But this action was only for a moment, Su Mianyang didn't think much, took the answer sheet from Xiao Lang's hand, he looked left and right, marveled at Xiao Lang's clean and clear handwriting, and felt that the person with such handwriting also grasped the answer The regularity and methodical analysis are almost full marks.

Of course, what surprised him the most was that such a person became his boyfriend. To be honest, Su Mianyang still felt that it was not realistic.

"Boyfriend, have you...haven't thought about changing your name? Or just... simply changing the word." Seeing the name and student number on the answer sheet, Su Mianyang tentatively asked, but he didn't have the nerve to put this sentence into practice directly. "surname", afraid that Xiao Lang would feel uncomfortable.

Su Mianyang also had children from single-mother families, and they all followed their mother's surname, but Xiao Lang was an accident. If he met such a father in his own shoes, he probably didn't want to have any relationship with him at all.

How could Xiao Lang not understand Su Mianyang's meaning, but he still thought about it seriously before saying, "Then what do you think it should be called, Pan Lang after your mother's surname?"

This homophonic stalk made Su Mianyang couldn't help laughing, and he stopped laughing after a long time, "I don't think it's impossible, this name is worthy of you."

"You're a filter, I don't deserve it," Xiao Lang followed him and bent his lips, "You can't cut down all the orange trees in the world just because you ate sour oranges, the last name itself means nothing to me , I won't be stuck with it."

Su Mianyang raised his eyes and looked into the amber dusk, like the golden ocean staring at the edge of the wheat field after working hard all year. , but as long as Xiao Lang is still by his side, he can go on unswervingly.

If he had encountered the same thing as Xiao Lang, Su Mianyang was not confident that he could do it to the same level as Xiao Lang, and he might have given up long ago.

In fact, there is no need to assume that he has given up on his own life once. It was Xiao Lang who let him know that when it was too late, some things could still be remedied. At least after hard work, it would not be like letting things develop irreparable.

One month after the mid-term was the school's school celebration. As usual, each class had a show, and Class [-] got a chorus. Liu Juan never liked to hold events, so she simply became a shopkeeper, and the class leader Jiang Yu and art committee member Qian Haitang made the decision.

Although it is a chorus for the whole class, how to arrange it in the class is his own business. Taking into account the mood of some students, Jiang Yu finally made arrangements for the chorus.

The requirement is for all members to participate, but if you really don't want to participate, just go to Qian Haitang to register for the name, and there will be no rehearsal for the rehearsal.

When Jiang Yu said that he could not participate in the activities, Xiao Lang raised his eyes. He has never liked group activities, and this proposal undoubtedly moved him a little.

But in this way, it is inevitable to have contact with Qian Haitang. Reminiscent of Zhu Yanyan's seductive remarks and the embarrassment that just happened, Xiao Lang sighed softly. Pillowed his arm.

Su Mianyang noticed Xiao Lang's emotional change, he stretched out his arm and tapped Xiao Lang's back, "It's bent like a shrimp, it's not like you, what's wrong?"

Su Mianyang's arm was pressed against Xiao Lang's back, and he could clearly feel the slight vibration in the chest of the person below him, Xiao Lang said in a muffled voice, "Just think of me as a social terror."

Su Mianyang was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refute Xiao Lang. Judging from the scene of the speeches made several times at the beginning, how could the other party look like a little social fear?

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly. This was probably Xiao Lang's excuse again. He didn't need to break the casserole and ask the end.

Su Mianyang didn't ask about things that Xiao Lang didn't want to say, he respected the other party's choice, and was willing to wait until Xiao Lang was willing to say it.

"Isn't it just a chorus? What's the matter?" Su Mianyang changed his posture, and he lay down on his table side by side with Xiao Lang, facing Xiao Lang's direction, "Now I'm Xiami walking with you, we two It's a couple, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Xiao Lang couldn't help laughing, he sat up straight, tilted his head and looked at Su Mianyang, "You're right, shrimp, go do your homework."

"No...others call your partner a prawn, is that reasonable?" Su Mianyang, who pretended to be able to bear the ugly nickname, didn't want to move.

"You don't seem to be very resistant to this school celebration?" Xiao Lang smiled, skipping Su Mianyang's question.

To be honest, Xiao Lang didn't expect Su Mianyang to be optimistic about the school celebration. After all, his boyfriend doesn't look like a person who likes group activities.

"I really don't like to participate in performances, but we wear the same clothes for this kind of event. Rounding up is to wear a couple outfit with you. Wearing a couple outfit openly can not be cut by the teacher. Such a good thing can't be done. miss."

Su Mianyang kept the posture of the shrimp and did not move, and his mouth was vague, but in the end he could still be heard clearly.

"If you are willing to wear school uniforms, we can also wear couple clothes without being cut off." Xiao Lang said mercilessly.

"Hey, why are you so boring? You don't understand," Su Mianyang leaned closer to Xiao Lang's ear, and whispered, "This is one of the few opportunities I have in high school. You stand together, and everyone who looks at us, applauds."

Xiao Lang didn't know what to say, he lowered his eyes, and when Su Mianyang was finally paralyzed enough to get up, he stretched out his hand to cover the back of Su Mianyang's hand.

Su Mianyang was a little surprised, Chi Chi raised his eyes to look at Xiao Lang, but the other party obviously didn't intend to speak, he froze for a moment, and then understood Xiao Lang's intention.

Su Mianyang smiled, and gently rubbed Xiao Lang's little finger with his thumb, telling him to relax with such body language.

Before the school celebration begins, each class has the opportunity to rehearse in the auditorium. Due to the large number of classes, the school does not make unified arrangements, but selects the order by drawing lots.

Class [-] got the day before the official performance, and the excitement that had been suppressed for several days finally had a vent. All the students were very excited that day.

Su Mianyang seldom wears school uniforms. He can count the number of times he has been on one hand since he entered school. After wearing the school uniform as an exception, he felt uncomfortable. He pulled the zipper to the top and shrank his neck to get into the clothes.

Su Mianyang only hated that the school uniform did not have a hat designed to cover her eyes.

Xiao Lang saw Su Mianyang's reaction in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pull down the zipper of Su Mianyang's school uniform a little, "You look very energetic in your school uniform, and it's not ugly. It's okay to be generous. The more you cover up something, the more it will come out. I don't want to let you Others say you have to act calmly."

Su Mianyang reluctantly accepted this rhetoric, and he tried to let go of himself and try to behave more naturally.

It happened that Jiang Yu who was next to him saw him calling him over to help. Thanks to his boyfriend's guidance, although Su Mianyang was still not used to wearing school uniforms, at least it was not as awkward as it was at the beginning.

Su Mianyang was a little bit reluctant to part with Xiao Lang, he didn't say it clearly, but his slow reluctance to move was undoubtedly the best explanation.

Xiao Lang was very helpless, he sighed lightly and said, "Go, will I sneak away?"

Su Mianyang didn't feel ashamed when the little thoughts in his heart were said so directly, and he didn't say much, and reached out to take out Xiao Lang's pocket.

Xiao Lang didn't know why, but he still let Su Mianyang go.

After taking out Xiao Lang's student card from his pocket, Su Mianyang handed over his own student card again. He raised his chin and smiled like a child with a toy, "Your student card is in my hand, want to Just wait for me obediently when you go back.”

Xiao Lang just felt speechless, "Isn't the student card just for swiping the card to eat? It's not fingerprint verification. Your card is with me, so I can still use it?"

"You are stupid," Su Mianyang said angrily, "If something happens later, I can't make you lose your food, right?"