Salted fish became popular after going on a variety show with a dead enemy

Liang Yi spoke confidently, and after he finished speaking, Qin Nuo looked at him silently.

The two looked at each other for a while, Liang Yi hesitated, and took out one rose from the big bouquet: "Borrow it."

Qin Nuo nodded.

Liang Yi still had no intention of leaving, and looked at the remaining props, Qin Nuo asked, "Brother, are you nervous?"

Liang Yi snorted coldly, turned and left.

Qin Nuo cheered him up from behind.

Liang Yi's back was very chic, and Qin Nuoyan was indeed in his heart.

It's like receiving a limited-edition gift that is only one in the world, even if you only need to open the box, it is an extremely nervous thing.

Liang Yi returned to his residence, and before entering the door, he suddenly received a call, and the note was Shang Zeyuan.

He hesitated for a moment, and stepped aside to answer.

"Hello." The voice was calm and prestige, "Did you ask for leave again for Director Liu's movie? To chase after that extra actor?"

Liang Yi didn't speak.

Shang Zeyuan continued: "If this continues, he may not even have to run away."

The threatening voice echoed in the silence, and the meaning was obvious.

Liang Yidan said: "My scene in that location has already been filmed."

The other side didn't get the answer they wanted, and slapped the table: "As long as the whole movie is not finished, as an actor, you should stay on the set!"

"It's been doing well for the past five years. What's going on recently! When did I ask about your private life? You can play however you want. Don't affect my work!"

Liang Yi took the phone away, and the furious shouts over there were intermittent for an instant, and it was a little funny amidst the sound of the wind and snow.

He looked at the snow under his feet, and waited for the sound of the phone to finally stop before he said, "Got it."

After hanging up, put the phone in your pocket.After standing for a while, he pushed open the door.

Ran Cheng was still emo on the bed.

There was no reaction after seeing him, and he turned over to face the wall.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Liang Yi wanted to reach out to test his forehead, but was dodged.

"You left me here alone." Ran Cheng's voice was muffled.

"Go get something." Liang Yi said, "Ran Cheng, I have something to tell you."

"Don't listen." Ran Cheng, who had a fever, was sentimental, "You don't like me at all, and you lied to me. You just wanted revenge. You bullied me every day in high school. Now you must be gloating when you see me around you."

Looking at the snow-white wall, Ran Cheng became more and more sad as he spoke.

"Why do you think so?" Liang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him over, "I started to like you when I was in high school."

"Go away." Ran Cheng was annoyed.

"Come here, let me show you."

Liang Yi opened the file bag: "I wanted to give it to you after graduation, but failed. I thought I would never let you see it again."

Ran Cheng still turned his back to him, and when he heard the clattering sound of pages turning, he couldn't help looking at his hands.

Liang Yi unsealed the seal and rummaged upside down: "Actually, it's nothing, it might look a little childish now."

During the movement, a piece of paper fell out of the file bag and floated onto Ran Cheng's head, and Ran Cheng reached out to stop it.

He took a look, turned over and sat up in an instant: "God, Liang Yi, you stole my perfect test paper!"

This is the only perfect score in mathematics for Ran Cheng in his high school career.

At that time, the college entrance examination was approaching, and Liang Yi had already given up on Ran Cheng's Chinese, and every day he made up math for him, and Ran Cheng almost collapsed.

During the mock exam, the teacher deliberately gave out a simple test paper to adjust everyone's mentality, and Ran Cheng unexpectedly got a perfect score.

Although more than half of the class got full marks, Ran Cheng was still happy for a long time, but after graduation, he couldn't find it if he wanted to recollect it.

It was actually stolen by Liang Yi.

Ran Cheng was very angry as he touched the yellowed and brittle test paper.

Liang Yi's brewing mood was interrupted by him, speechless: "You gave this to me."

Ran Cheng was very happy at the time, and wanted to thank Liang Yi, so he gave it to him as soon as he got excited, and even signed his name on the back.

Ran Cheng looked at the familiar artistic signature and was dubious about this statement.

"Then why do you still keep it, the words are almost gone."

"It's not important." Liang Yi pushed aside the test paper that had accidentally dropped, and handed him an envelope, "Look at this."

Ran Cheng took it over. The texture of the paper seemed to be old, but it was well preserved.

"What is this?" he asked suspiciously.

"You said I had a lot of love letters, and these are for you." Liang Yi's voice was calm, but his eyes fell on the envelope, and he didn't look up at Ran Cheng.

Ran Cheng remembered that there was a saying in the grade at that time, "The person who wrote the love letter to Liang Yi walked around the playground three times hand in hand". Although it was not that exaggerated, the tables were piled up every day, encroaching on Ran Cheng's territory.

Ran Cheng was very angry every time he saw it, even though Liang Yi had opened any of them.

"Are you still stealing my love letter?"

Ran Cheng took it.

In fact, Ran Cheng also received it before, and he was not very interested in this at first, but now he deliberately opened it in front of Liang Yi.

It unfolded in a serious manner, and the posture was correct at a glance.

The content is like an argumentative essay, and it can be seen that the Chinese performance is far above Ran Cheng.There are very strong emotions hidden under the words, and what is on paper is just the tip of the iceberg, a corner of the deep sea.

But Ran Cheng, whose language is very rubbish, was a little dizzy when he saw the handwriting. He lost his mind when he read it, and focused on things other than the content, such as this handwriting, which is very... strong.

Another example is signing... Ran Cheng directly flipped to the second side.

There is a line of enlarged and bold words at the end.

"I have written so much, even if I can give it to you one day, I guess you won't bother to read it. Kindly put a summary here: Your deskmate likes you very much." Just take a look, if you don’t understand, you can ask me.)”

Signature: Liang Yi.

Ran Cheng was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.

"Why is it signed by you, you wrote it? You..."

"It's not a prank, Ran Cheng." Liang Yi also poured out a thick notebook from his file bag, "Look."

Ran Cheng took it suspiciously, turned to the first page, and wrote a big review plan, with a few dotted circles drawn beside it.

He casually flipped through the last page, and the lines at the bottom were very clear.

[Second Year Volume [-] Chinese Unit [-]: The review completely failed.Reason for failure: (click a few dots on the circle) I misremembered the required paragraphs. 】

[Mathematics Unit 50, Second Volume [-]: [-]% progress, reason: (click a few dots on the circle) and fell asleep halfway through hearing it, PS: I practiced dancing all night yesterday, which is understandable]

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[Personal perception: I have never encountered such a difficult thing! !But Ran Cheng smiled at me, with a sense of beauty in the dullness.Barely like him more than yesterday. 】

Every page that Ran Cheng turned to had this sentence at the end.

The review plan lasts from the first unit of the first volume of senior one to the last unit of the second volume of senior three.

Starting from a certain unit, Liang Yi liked him more every day than yesterday.

He never found out.

I once asked Liang Yi why he drew sesame cakes in his notebook. Liang Yi said that they were oranges, and only those in picture books had leaves. Real oranges don’t need leaves.

In the few days before graduation, Liang Yi put this notebook in the most conspicuous place every day, and he never flipped through it.

Ran Cheng lowered his head and turned the pages, and didn't speak for a long time.

Liang Yi looked up at the silver-clad outside, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he said:

"I'm not lying to you, Ran Cheng, I liked you a long time ago, and it has already become a habit."

A habit that cannot be quit for five years can be called an addiction if it is not that one does not want to quit.

Ran Cheng still had his head down, his eyes had a faint glimmer of water, which looked very bright.

His vision had been blurred, Ran Cheng closed the notebook: "I'm sorry. I never knew."

A round drop of water hit the back of the hand.

He didn't know why, it was obviously a very happy thing, but he was a little sad.

Liang Yi stroked his soft hair: "You don't need to apologize. I dare not say it, how would you know."

Ran Cheng was still a little sad, showing the twists on the top of his head, Liang Yi suddenly wished that there were balloons and candles now, so that Ran Cheng might be much happier.

It was because he was not prepared enough, and it was because he did not dare to predict Ran Cheng's reaction.

Liang Yi could only pick up the only rose, and said, "You..."

Ran Cheng looked up at him first: "Then do you want to be with me?"

Liang Yi was slightly taken aback when his lines were robbed.

Ran Cheng wiped his eyes: "I'm a bit hot right now, but I can't keep you waiting. How about we secretly get together first, and if I'm good, I'll make it public, otherwise I'll never make it public."

After Ran Cheng finished speaking, he commented on himself: "There is a lot of pressure."

Liang Yi fiddled with Ran Cheng's hair: "It doesn't matter whether you know Chinese or mathematics, whether you are famous or not, in fact, as long as you smile at me, you will fall in love with you more."

Ran Cheng's ears became very red, and he still said: "But it's not enough to just like it, it's not advisable if the gap is too big, let's secretly get together first."

Liang Yi agreed. On the one hand, he respected all of Ran Cheng's ideas. On the other hand, if he made it public, he still had troubles to deal with and it would take a while.

Ran Cheng didn't think about it that much, he hugged Liang Yi, he didn't expect that the other party would like him from such an early age.

The person who was secretly in love suddenly became him.

Wonderful.

He suddenly thought of something, and raised his head sharply: "Then who is the female classmate you said you had a crush on earlier?"

"Who says it's a female classmate? It's always been you."

Ran Cheng's ears turned red again, and his face burned, all because of Liang Yi's words.

"Oh, don't say such things in the future, my heart is going too fast."

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of rotten house;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!