serious about love

When putting the bicycle in the carport, Jiang Muxing suddenly said, "Do you really want to go to the bar?"

Yanhao stopped hanging the chain lock, and looked up in confusion.

Jiang Muxing looked at him condescendingly.

Yan Hao stood up suddenly, flustered, he didn't want to be labeled by Jiang Muxing as a rich young man who eats, drinks, and plays around. He was just about to say that he was just a little curious, and he didn't really want to play, when a voice rang in his ears.

"If you're really curious about what's going on in the bar, you can come to Qingcheng during the summer vacation, tell me in advance, and I'll take you in."

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, quickly swallowed the words that had already jumped to the tip of his tongue, and smiled docilely: "Then I will trouble the monitor."

Jiang Muxing didn't say anything.

Yanhao clenched her fingers excitedly, her final grades had reached her goal, and she was able to invite Jiang Muxing to the beach during the summer vacation, including the bar, that was twice.

What a great opportunity, he must seize it.

After Yan Hao calmed down, he locked the car and asked, "Then will the monitor give me extra lessons for the summer vacation?"

Jiang Muxing asked back: "You didn't make any arrangements?"

Yan Hao's mind went blank when he asked him.

It means that as long as there is no arrangement for the summer vacation here, the make-up lessons can be carried out as usual?

Yan Hao noticed Jiang Muxing's gaze, and he dodged his eyes for two seconds before meeting him, and shook his head calmly: "No, I didn't arrange it, I'm at home."

Jiang Muxing said: "That's the same."

Yan Hao tugged at the end of her hair sticking to the nape of her neck, "Okay...um...same old."

Let's go to my parents' place on November, and I won't go during the summer vacation.

Jiang Muxing glanced at the burnt places on Yan Hao's arm.

Yan Hao put her arms behind her back embarrassingly, but the blisters were not healed, and she had applied milky white medicine, which was a bit ugly.

Jiang Muxing turned around and left.

Yanhao breathed a sigh of relief, and within a few steps someone called him: "Hey, Yanhao, what did the squad leader tell you?"

"I didn't say anything." Yan Hao swept the tip of his tongue around his mouth, and said to the boy who blocked his way, "Let it go."

The boy laughed, "May I remind you to read more books and learn something, so as not to lower the average score of the class?"

Yan Hao's complexion is very fair, and his body is slender, so he looks very thin. In fact, he is 1.7 meters three.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, neither tall nor short, some are taller than him, and some are shorter than him.

For example, this buddy in front of me.

He needs to look down.

The sense of superiority inherent in brand-name clothing is not strong, but the noble temperament emanating from the bones is more obvious.

Coupled with the posture of looking at people with the tails of the eyes hanging, there will be a feeling of contempt.

Although Yanhao didn't think so.

The atmosphere is stiff.

The boy lowered his face in displeasure, and was about to swear, another boy came over to smooth things over, put his shoulders on his shoulders and took him out of the carport.

"Let's go." "Didn't it keep pulling down? Whatever he does." "He was born in Rome, and we are still on the way to Rome. There is no comparison."

"..."

Those disdainful jokes were sent to Yanhao's ears by Chenfeng, he twitched the corner of his mouth meaninglessly, and his mood was not affected in the slightest.

Yan Hao has to concentrate on the upcoming finals, looking forward to the summer vacation, and looking forward to the third year of high school.

-

Xia Shui lay on the back of the chair, keeping an eye on the back door, and asked Yan Hao what was going on on the way.

Once Yanhao had one look with her, she knew that she had to show something real, otherwise this matter would be difficult.

"By chance."

Morning self-study, twittering, whirring, weird noise, Xia Shui waved at Yan, and waited for him to lean his head over before asking: "What are you talking about?"

Yan Hao took out the Chinese book and turned to the page to be recited: "Talking homework."

Xia Shui was dumbfounded: "What's there to talk about, and you two are on the main road, he stopped the car to chat with you?"

Yan Hao said surprisingly: "I asked him to make up lessons for me."

Xia Shui's eyes widened in disbelief: "Really?"

Seriously.

Xia Shui grabbed Yan Hao's shoulder and shook it: "How many people's dreams fell on your head like this?"

Please let her keep her voice down.

Xia Shui covered her mouth and nodded, whispering excitedly to him: "How much is your tuition?"

Yan Hao scratched his face: "Market price."

In fact, it is a little bit higher. A lesson is added to the market price by [-]. I dare not add more, because I am afraid that Jiang Muxing will think it is a charity from the rich and will not give him a make-up lesson if he is disgusted.

Xia Shui's jaw was about to drop: "Isn't it? Then can he agree?"

Yanhao rolled her eyelids: "How much would it cost?"

"Of course it's a sky-high price." Xia Shui said like pouring beans, "You don't know, there are many people who want to ask him for tutoring, but he has never promised anyone. I heard that he taught junior high school students. It's impossible for a senior student, how tiring it is."

Banyan was dumbfounded.

At first, Jiang Muxing didn't agree to him immediately, saying that he would consider it, but he only gave the answer the next day.

That should be a combination of various factors.

As for the specific factors, the feast is not clear.

-

Xia Shui waited for an answer.

Yanhao pursed her lips: "Probably because I'm a boy, so I won't let him reject you."

"No, no." Xia Shui said disapprovingly, "It's not just girls who want to make trouble with him."

"That is……"

Yan Hao didn't go on, and he didn't know anymore.

Xia Shui stroked his chin with a shrewd look, and helped him analyze: "You're out of shit luck."

Yan Hao accepted this statement, but he also felt that it was untrue.

Now he is the one who realizes his dream.

The sound of reading aloud in the classroom suddenly became louder, Xia Shui turned his head back reflexively, picked up the book and read the words aloud.

Yan Hao glanced at the back door, but there was no one.

A false alarm.

The voice of reading aloud became weak again and went back. Those who did the competition questions, those who made exercise books, those who previewed other textbooks, those who ate... were all very busy.

Xia Shui was sure she was safe and then turned around: "Does Onion know about this?"

Yan Hao shook his head: "I haven't told him yet."

Xia Shui blinked: "So, you were the first to tell me? Did you? I'm the only one who knows so far?"

Yan Hao read the text with one hand on his chin: "Yes."

"Okay, okay!" Xia Shui blushed, "I have finally succeeded in being the third party to step in with you!"

Yan Hao's mouth twitched.

Xia Shui went to QQ with a smile, found the emoji of the arrogant soldier with a cigarette in his mouth, and sent it to Yang Cong. She changed the subject, without mentioning Jiang Muxing's name or the monitor, and replaced it with "three o'clock water".

"Xiaohao, what kind of person is Sandianshui in private? Do you smile or not? Do you talk too much? Have you talked to anyone on the phone? Or sent text messages or chatted on QQ?"

A series of questions were thrown at Yan Hao, accompanied by a pile of spittle, he wiped it twice like a kitten washing his face,

"Does he eat snacks? Does he eat melon seeds? Have you talked to you about girls?"

Xia Shui was still chattering in a low voice, Yanhao glanced over, and coughed twice reservedly: "Human beings will be very excited when they discover a new continent."

Yan Hao said slowly: "I see."

Xia Shui smiled at him: "Then answer, my good brother."

Yanhao answered tentatively. There was not much difference between Jiang Muxing's school and his school's.

They talk very little, and their emotions and anger are not visible.

Xia Shui didn't hear anything new, curled his mouth and put his hair behind his ears, raised his tanned face, and asked the last question.

"San Dian Shui is very strict in study, do you have any requirements?"

Yan Hao glanced at Jiang Muxing at the front door from the corner of his eye: "This time, forty people will advance at the end of the semester."

Xia Shui gasped: "Treasure!"

It's almost a good journey.

Banquet: "..."

-

After the morning self-study, Yang Cong did not come to school, nor did he return Xiashui's message, and the phone was turned off.

It is obvious that I want to skip class.

The monitor of Class 3 didn't come, but Cheng Lingling did. When Yanhao went downstairs, she met some girls together, talking and laughing, and it seemed normal.

Xia Shui poked her head from behind mysteriously: "Share the onion with her."

The banquet is good and stagnant.

"Don't ask me how I figured it out." Xia Saishou put it in his pocket and said swayingly, "This is a woman's intuition."

She whistled twice inscrutablely: "Very accurate."

Yan Hao's eyes twitched.

Xia Shui snorted: "Xiao Hao, you seem to be in a panic, afraid that the little secret will be discovered by me? Who is this crush on?"

The banquet didn't make sense.

Xia Shui hummed bouncingly beside him: "Xia Tian passed away quietly, leaving behind a little secret..."

Yanhao interrupted her: "Sister, summer is not over yet."

Xia Shui: "..."

-

No. [-] Middle School pays attention to the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor, and takes whatever class it should be, and it will not be muddled.

At the end of the term, physical education is still on as usual.

Class 1 all went to the playground to gather, the sun was hot.

After two laps, the girls do sit-ups and the boys line up for the pole.

Yan Hao found a place to sit down and rest. He has no athletic cells and usually does not exercise, so he was sweating all over after running.

"Don't even think about fooling around, the bar should go over your chin!" the physical education teacher shouted with his hands on his hips, "Everyone must have at least three!"

Yan Hao's face was ashen amidst the wailing.

After the teacher supervised for a while, he went to see the girl's situation and asked Jiang Muxing to take notes.

Jiang Muxing stood aside with his notebook, his eyes darting to the people on the ground.

Yan Hao happened to look over, looked at him, and asked subconsciously.

Jiang Muxing's eyes moved to the notebook.

Yan Hao was at a loss.

Do you think it's okay for him to sit on the ground?

Yan Hao hurriedly got up on the ground with hands and feet, patted the ashes on his pants, walked to the tail of the team, and peeked at Jiang Muxing's back.

This is the most serious and happiest thing he has done.

-

The boys went up one by one, and before he knew it, it was his turn to have a banquet. He didn't move, wanting to hear Jiang Muxing call him.

Yan really likes to hear his name from Jiang Muxing's mouth. Just by saying it, his cheeks will heat up and his heart will beat faster.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muxing's voice came from the noisy single pole: "Good feast."

Yan Hao stepped forward with his head down, tied up the hem of the short sleeves of his school uniform, took a deep breath, grabbed the horizontal bar with both hands, and lifted his feet off the ground.

The body is vacated, fully supported by the back muscles and arms.

Yan Hao could not count on both, he was hanging under the pole, his face and neck were flushed, and the veins on the back of his hands were all out.

Still can't go up.

Jiang Muxing, who had been standing still, put down his pen, walked a few steps closer, and stopped in front of Yanhao.

Yan Hao looked at Jiang Muxing, a drop of sweat slipped from his eyes, he blinked his wet eyelashes, clenched the single rod tightly, gritted his teeth and pulled himself up.

The body swayed a lot, and the hem of the clothes ran out from the waistband of the trousers, revealing a thin white waist.

When the sun shines on it, there is a layer of light gold.

Free-moving boys and girls look this way.

Jiang Muxing frowned: "The banquet is good, come down."