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The boss continued to count the candies, ignoring the two students who were watching a movie.

No one else came in the small shop for a while, and the atmosphere was very peaceful.

Yanhao was sucking on a popsicle and was watching intently, when he heard Jiang Muxing calling his name, he turned his head in a daze.

Jiang Muxing frowned: "Keep your voice down."

Yanhao looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Jiang Muxing didn't look at him, but looked at the TV screen: "The sound of eating popsicles."

The banquet is so at a loss, isn't he just eating normally?Is there a problem with the sound?

Jiang Muxing said in a deep voice, "Eat as soon as you eat, don't suck."

Banquet: "..."

You can’t even suck on popsicles, there are so many things to control.

-

The sandy and sweet green mood after the feast made him even thirstier. He twisted his neck to look at the display cabinet, thinking of the math test he feared most in the afternoon, worried that eating too much ice would make his stomach feel uncomfortable, so he held back Thought of buying another one.

Enduring it for a while, Yanhao got up and bought two bottles of water, a bag of cat ears, and a bag of Miaojiaojiao.

When Jiang Muxing saw him bring back food and drink, the corners of his eyes twitched: "Aren't you watching a movie? Why are you buying these?"

Yan blinked puzzledly: "Eating doesn't delay watching movies."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

The banquet was ready for Jiang Mu to run water, opened the bag of Miaojiao and asked: "Squad leader, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Muxing: "Don't eat."

Yan Hao asked again: "Where are the cat ears?"

Jiang Muxing: "Not eating either."

"Oh, well, I'll eat it myself then."

While watching a movie, Yan Hao stuffed Miaojiaojiao into his mouth.

Jiang Muxing didn't even know what the movie was about, it was full of crackling noises.

-

The electric fans in the small shop are fixed on the shelves, swinging from side to side, and the wind is much stronger than the ones in the class.

The banquet is ready to move the stool to blow to it, and halfway through the movement, I heard Jiang Muxing say: "It's blocking me."

So Yan Hao moved the stool back with his buttocks pouted, and sat docilely.

Although he couldn't figure out how he could block Jiang Muxing.

Yan Hao tied the bag of Miao Crispy Corner in a knot, drank a few sips of water and exchanged it for cat ears.

"Squad leader, I really like the leading actor in this movie. I still have his poster and tapes at home. They are all signed versions. I think they are very treasured..."

Jiang Muxing swept his eyes, and when the banquet was over, the flags and drums died down.

After a while, Yan Hao licked off the fine powder from his lips, scratched his sweaty forehead, covered up to look at Jiang Muxing, and bumped into his eyes unexpectedly.

Yan Hao took a deep breath, stiffened his body and pretended to be calm: "The cat's ears are very crispy, monitor, would you like to try it?"

Jiang Muxing looked at him silently, and said quietly after half a minute: "You talk a lot while watching movies."

Yan Hao pursed the corners of his mouth, and the eyelashes under the broken hair trembled slightly.

Jiang Muxing's tone was flat: "The mouth doesn't stop."

Yan Hao's hand on the bag trembled as if there was nowhere to put it, and silently put away the cat ears.

It's a knot.

Jiang Muxing smelled the spicy smell on his school uniform: "Aren't you afraid of diarrhea if you eat like this?"

Yan Hao's head drooped, and the children who made mistakes were at a loss.

Jiang Muxing rubbed his temples: "Let's watch a movie."

Yanhao blurted out: "Squad leader, you are so kind."

When the words fell, he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, and then call someone to cover the hole with some grass.

Jiang Muxing turned his head to the side and said nothing.

Yanhao bit the tip of her tongue to calm herself down, and said with a smile, "I really care about my classmates."

Jiang Muxing couldn't see any joy or anger: "Really?"

"Well," Yanhao said, "everyone thinks so."

Jiang Muxing said nonchalantly: "Why did I hear that I am too strict and only stick to rules and principles?"

Yan Hao's face was so downcast, so... the sky is dead again?

What Jiang Muxing said just now is true. He can be the squad leader for two consecutive years, which was appointed by the old squad.

The girls in the class were very satisfied, but the boys had objections. They felt that Jiang Mu's behavior was ruthless, arrogant, arrogant, and cold, so there was no way to get along with him.

As for why they obeyed again, the reason was that Jiang Muxing's grades were too strong.

No. [-] Middle School is first in grade and first in the city.

It is an honor to have such a monitor in Class 1, so a little bit of discomfort is nothing compared to the face.

In the field of academic masters, the main thing is that grades represent everything, and whoever conquers whomever is stronger.

-

The sweat on Yan Hao's neck soaked the neckline, and it was a little itchy. He scratched the clothes in front of him casually, his fingers were slender and white, and his fingertips were pink.

Jiang Muxing rubbed his fingertips a few times.

"Hey, Lao Jiang, you are here." A tall and thin figure appeared at the door of the small shop.

When the banquet sounds good, the expression changes. The person who comes is Jiang Muxing's tablemate, Song Ran, who looks like a high-spirited scholar.

"what……"

Song Ran walked in in shock, and went straight to the two people in front of the TV, looking at the thin one, as if looking at a new species.

Yan Hao got up: "I'm going to the boys' dormitory to go to the bathroom, monitor, if you go back to the classroom, help me get something."

After speaking, he greeted Song Ran with a smile, and left the small shop.

Song Ran sat on the vacant stool: "Can you chat with him?"

Jiang Muxing asked back: "Why?"

"Curiosity," Song Ran pushed the black-rimmed glasses, and said after deliberation, "It's rumored in school, I don't think it's believable, seeing you two watching a movie together, I don't believe it."

"Where did the common topic come from? It's unlikely to exist, right?"

Jiang Muxing was noncommittal.

Song Ran bought a bottle of iced jasmine tea, counted the change and put it in his pocket, but couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you friends?"

Jiang Muxing ignored him.

The lenses of Song Ran's glasses are very thick, matching his upright face, it seems that he is more real and formulaic.

"Ordinary students don't get this kind of treatment."

Jiang Muxing's voice was cold: "Don't disturb me watching the movie."

Song Ran's face was full of strangeness: "Aren't you always not interested in movies, TV and music?"

Jiang Muxing's expression was indifferent.

-

Yanhao went back to the small shop after using the toilet, and found that Jiang Muxing was still there.

Song Ran didn't leave either, and was flipping through the spicy strips on the long table beside the counter.

Yan Hao noticed that the movie had finished playing, but the ending song was still playing.

Jiang Muxing's eyes were a little red.

Yan Hao froze in place, and didn't move his footsteps.It wasn't until Jiang Muxing came over with his things that he moved his Adam's apple and asked softly, "Squad leader, did you cry while watching the movie?"

Jiang Muxing said blankly, "No."

Yanhao knows that Jiang Muxing must be feeling uncomfortable.

Jiang Muxing got some feelings from the people or things in the movie, which touched a certain part of his emotions.

Yanhao decided to go back and search for the movie on the Internet, trying to feel what Jiang Muxing felt.

Watch it twice if it doesn't work once.

Yan Hao wanted to take a step closer to Jiang Muxing's inner world.

-

When returning to the classroom, Yan Hao and Song Ran walked beside Jiang Muxing.

Banquets are good only for people you know very well, or people you like very much, Song Ran doesn't count both, there is nothing to talk about.

Song Ran didn't know what kind of wind was blowing, so he caught up with the banquet and asked questions.

"What do your parents do?"

"Business."

"Then do you have siblings?"

"only son."

"I usually see that you come to school very early, so you should live near the school."

Yan Hao had a smile on his face: "Are you investigating the household registration?"

Song Ran expressed helplessness: "I asked Jiang Muxing, but he didn't reveal anything, so I can only ask you."

The banquet is good for Jiang Muxing.

Jiang Muxing asked with his eyes.

Yan Hao turned his head and said to Song Ran: "Why are you asking about this?"

"The person who can be treated specially by Lao Jiang," Song Ran didn't restrain his disbelief, "You are the first."

After the banquet, I went to see Jiang Muxing again.

Jiang Muxing didn't cast a questioning look this time, and the profile of his face was particularly stern.

Not only did Yanhao's heartbeat not slow down, but it became faster and more chaotic.

Jiang Muxing promised to make up lessons for him, and he was very patient. If he didn't understand, he would explain it over and over until he understood it, and did his best.

In Yanhao's impression, Jiang Muxing never lost his temper during this period, and never showed boredom.

There is no deliberate alienation outside of class.

Yan really wants to find someone who has been tutored by Jiang Muxing for reference. This idea is many times more urgent than before.

So much so that his nerve endings were trembling.

Yan Hao glanced at Song Ran from the corner of his eye. This guy was the person Jiang Muxing had the most contact with in class, and he might be able to provide some clues.

"Your bangs don't seem to have changed." Song Ran looked at the banquet and asked an idiot question, "Aren't they long?"

Yan Haoli's hair covering the eyes, there is a third person, he will carefully hide his thoughts.

"I'll cut it if it's longer."

Song Ran was surprised: "You cut it yourself?"

When Yanhao saw Jiang Muxing looking over, he straightened his arched back: "It's just repairing casually."

Song Ran admired: "Amazing."

"Lao Jiang, talk to Yanhao, don't just tell Yanhao about me." He asked someone to stand in line, "Yes, Yanhao."

Yan Hao didn't stand over: "The squad leader doesn't talk much."

Song Ran had a delicate expression, as if to say, so he was like this when he was with you.

Yanhao lowered her eyes: "How nearsighted are you?"

Song Ran smiled warmly: "A lot."

Banquet: "..."

Song Ran opened a bag of spicy chips, asked if he wanted a banquet, and skipped Jiang Muxing, whose taste was bland as hell.

I really want to eat Yan Yan, but I can't eat it. When I mix the cold, hot and spicy, his stomach can sing a big show in the afternoon.

Song Ran bit the spicy slices, tore off a piece and ate it, and pushed the glasses that had slid down with the back of her hand: "Hi Yan, I thought you were cunt..."

He changed the subject: "It's not easy to get along with."

"Now I find that you are quite good. If you don't understand physics in the third year of high school, you can come to me and give you lecture questions."

Before Yanhao could react, Jiang Muxing spoke up, and Song Ran rushed, "Are you good at physics?"

Song Ran swallowed the spicy slices in his mouth: "Brother, I am also a gold medal."

Jiang Muxing said with his eyes, so?

Song Ran: "..."

Why is it that the provincial level is unspeakable?

-

Three shadows dragged on the ground.

After walking a few steps, Yan Hao went to keep an eye on him secretly, adjusting his steps childishly, letting his shadow touch Jiang Muxing one by one.

It feels like they are a pair of lovers, kissing, intimate and beautiful.

Yan Hao caught Song Ran's shadow touching Jiang Muxing, and it was about to overlap, his face darkened in an instant.

Song Ran leaned over to talk to Jiang Muxing.

Jiang Muxing suddenly pushed him aside.

Song Ran: "?"

Yan Hao didn't notice this scene, he only saw his own shadow entangled with Jiang Muxing's.