serious about love

On the day when the graduation photo was taken, several recommended students who had not come to the school for a long time also came. Except for Xia Shui who was going abroad for treatment, everyone else was there.

There are 64 people in the class, one less.

The old class stood on the podium to roll the roll, and after counting the last one, he said in a loud voice: "Don't wear the school badge crookedly, check each other, comb your hair when taking pictures, straighten your waist, show your teeth, and be more energetic. "

Everyone procrastinated: "Got it."

The old class tapped the corner of the roster twice on the podium.

"Understood!" The response was loud.

The old class glanced at the young faces under the podium, and raised his hand: "Let's go to the science and technology building to gather."

The atmosphere of parting just swept away.

When the young man came back to his senses, he was already standing at the fork in the road, with a bag full of "confusion and enthusiasm" on his back, and he was about to go his separate ways.

-

Graduation photos are attended by teachers and leaders, and chairs have to be moved over.

Jiang Muxing asked a few boys to move some of them, and he and Yan Hao Song Ran and Yang Cong alone took care of the rest.

Song Ran was quite speechless: "I don't understand. Didn't you say that the graduation photo was taken on June 6st? Why did you take it today?"

Yang Cong changed the chair from his right hand to his left: "It's only 3 days, is there a difference?"

"Yes." Song Ran modeled on the pimples sadly: "Now that I am taking graduation photos, my face is really horrible."

Yang Cong squinted: "Are you taking a personal portrait of yourself?"

"Our Banjia teacher, a group photo of more than 70 people, head to head, row after row, who can see who?"

Song Ran immediately felt relieved: "Yes."

Yang Cong said lazily: "Besides, even if you take pictures of all your pimples, wouldn't that be good?"

Song Ran hadn't refuted that he wasn't full of pimples, and basically stayed on his forehead, and didn't run down, so he heard him say: "When you look at your graduation photos and recall them, you can still think of spicy strips, how spicy are they?" youth."

Song Ran moved to the other side without saying a word: "Lao Jiang, Xiaohao, what are you two whispering, take me with you."

Jiang Muxing gave him a look, and he silently retracted his head.

Yang Cong gloated: "You idiot, hurry up and be a light bulb."

Song Ran pushed his glasses: "With all due respect, at this point, your wattage is higher."

Yang Cong: "..."

-

Yanhao put the chair on the ground and sat on it.

Jiang Muxing put down his chair and stood aside: "I told you to go to bed early last night, but you didn't listen."

Yang Cong and Song Ran originally wanted to tease Yan Taixu, but when they heard this topic, they looked at each other, and they both took a step forward with their chairs in hand.

The sun was scorching, and Yan Hao suffered from a scalp pain from the sun, and was dizzy from the heat. In addition, he didn't sleep well, and his energy was not very good, and he didn't have much energy in his legs.

He sorted out his books last night, and now he is sluggish.

Jiang Muxing moved his steps and stood forward.

"Don't stand in front of me."

Yan Hao was out of breath, her face was pale, and her bangs were wet on her forehead: "It's blocking the wind."

Jiang Muxing said nothing.

It took a long time for Yan to realize that he was in Jiang Muxing's shadow, and he was shielding himself from the sun.

"I haven't worn my school badge yet."

Yan Hao looked down at Jiang Muxing's clean and tidy school uniform trousers: "You can help me wear them later."

Jiang Muxing was still speechless.

From time to time, people from the class passed by, and Yan Hao couldn't bear to hold Jiang Muxing's hand. He got up after a short rest: "Let's go."

Jiang Muxing moved two chairs left and right in silence, and strode forward.

Yan Hao was stunned for a few seconds, and scratched the tip of his nose, which was dripping with sweat, a little helplessly.

It's over, the boyfriend is angry.

"There are too few girls in our class. There were originally eight, but now there are only seven without Xia Shui. The first row is not full. In order to be more orderly when taking pictures, the boys have to make up the number."

Yanhao spoke while looking at Jiang Muxing, and sighed: "I feel like I will be one of the ones who make up the numbers."

The corners of Jiang Muxing's lips were drawn into a straight line, and his jaw was also tense.

Yan Hao tapped on the chair next to him: "Justify me."

Jiang Muxing spat out three words: "I don't want to talk about it."

Banquet: "..."

"Handsome, you are so cold."

Jiang Muxing stopped, bowed his head slightly, and looked at him with a frown.

Yan Hao's eyes looked around.

Jiang Muxing ordered in a deep voice: "Raise your head."

"Farewell," Yanhao said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Muxing's face twitched slightly.

"My fault, I shouldn't have stayed up late."

After Yan Hao finished speaking, he paused: "Actually, the move is going to be during the summer vacation. I don't have to tidy up my books these days. I don't need to be in a hurry. The main reason is that I will take the college entrance examination next week. I want to distract myself and find something to do for myself."

Jiang Muxing's fingers holding the chair increased his strength. The countdown to the college entrance examination was about to return to zero, and the anxiety and nervousness of the teenager was doubled.

But can't show it.

"fine."

Jiang Muxing said in a low voice: "You have prepared very well."

Yan Hao couldn't bear to ask: "Well... Let me ask you, are you not worried at all?"

Jiang Muxing glanced tenderly into his eyebrows and eyes: "Don't worry."

Yan Hao rubbed his toes against the ground, raised his face and smiled: "Let's go."

"After dinner in the evening, you can go downstairs with me for a stroll. If we meet the stray cat from yesterday, we can bring it back and raise it."

"..."

"OK?"

"Not very good."

"I think it's very good. Listen to me and analyze for you the advantages of having a cat. First, petting a cat can relieve stress. Second, it acts as a warm anger. Third..."

"Okay, raise."

-

The front of the science and technology building is a bit noisy. (1) The class is almost all here, but the leader has not yet arrived, so everyone starts chatting.

What the other senior three classes can see, they are all waiting and watching. Before it is their turn, let's watch the excitement first.

Yan Hao followed Jiang Muxing to the back of the science and technology building.

Jiang Muxing gave him the school badge.

Yan Kankan fiddled with the angle of the school badge with his slender and clean fingers, and a scene popped up in his mind: "I feel like we are exchanging wedding rings."

Jiang Muxing's expression did not fluctuate.

After a few seconds, he made a voice, slow and hoarse: "En."

Yan Hao was stunned.

Jiang Muxing gave him his school badge: "Give it to me."

Yan Hao took it with a blushing face, her heart beating fast.

The wind was very hot, his palms were full of sweat, and his eyes were full of infatuation.

Jiang Muxing glanced around and returned to the top of the boy's black hair.

While buttoning the school badge on Jiang Muxing's school uniform, Yanhao muttered: "When I go to college, I want to take off the ring and put it on my finger."

Jiang Muxing stared at him for a long time, then whispered, "As you wish."

-

Yanhao is looking forward to life after graduation. The clear sky above his head is hit by a snowstorm after hearing Song Ran say that he has grown three centimeters taller.

"How much did you say you have grown?"

"Three centimeters."

"How long?"

"Did not notice."

All kinds of love, all kinds of attention, but it's just that the girl who has grown less than two centimeters can't speak.

Song Ran compared his head with Yang Cong: "It's strange, Lao Yang, aren't you 183? I'm already 180, why is it still a lot behind you? Did you increase your height?"

Yang Cong cursed: "Damn it, you are only allowed to grow, I can't grow?"

Song Ran was still skeptical: "Is there really no internal growth?"

Yang Cong took off his shoes and greeted him directly.

"Damn it, you play ball all day, why don't you know what your feet smell like?"

Song Ran's eyes were blackened by the smoke, and he almost knelt down.

Even if the growth is less than two centimeters, Yan Hao, who barely reached 175, did not join this topic, but let it go aside.

Jiang Muxing was talking to the old class, and his face was slightly turned in the direction of the banquet.

The old class happened to catch it: "Which school is Yan Hao's wish?"

Jiang Muxing said: "A big."

Lao Ban didn't show a surprised expression, it seems that it should be this prestigious school.

"Judging from his several trials, as long as he plays normally, he can pass the exam."

Jiang Muxing rubbed his fingertips: "He worked too hard in his third year of high school."

Lao Ban was about to say, "That's his own future, if he doesn't fight for it," he took it back.

Yan Hao's family is rich, so he doesn't have to fight, or he doesn't have to fight like this.

It seems that there is a dream in my heart, otherwise I would not be able to persist.

-

Big guys taking pictures on the steps of the tech building.

There are not only many boys in the class, but the average height is the highest among all the classes in this year.

Few below 175.

Yan Hao was arranged to stand in a row with the girls, on the far left, frowning half-covered, with a very gloomy expression.

Jiang Muxing hadn't stepped in yet, he was setting up chairs, and if he glanced at the unhappy boy, he turned around and said something to Lao Ban.

The old class looked at the formation: "This way, rearrange the positions, and the girls all squat in front."

The girls squatted in the first row, the teachers and leaders sat in the second row, and the boys were ranked according to height from the third row onwards.

Fortunately, the banquet was in the third row, and the mood gradually warmed up.

The only regret is not being able to stand next to Jiang Muxing.

Yanhao thought about it, and Jiang Muxing's voice sounded from behind: "Yanhao, come up."

Hao Hao walked very slowly on three steps, the world became quiet, but his ears were buzzing, his heart was beating violently, which made his ribs hurt a little, and the blood in his body was boiling.

When he stood side by side with Jiang Muxing, he was in a daze.

Without knowing it, I was thinking that the relationship between these two people is really iron.

Knowing Song Ran and Yang Cong looked at each other with indescribable expressions.

How can Jiang Muxing be so good at it, is he carrying a complete collection of love?

Go back and borrow it for research.

The photographer was very enthusiastic, his teeth were almost exposed. He looked around, held up the camera and shouted: "Everything is ready, I will count to three, and you all call eggplant together."

After speaking, he gestured: "Three, two, one!"

Everyone: "Eggplant——"

-

In the last week before the college entrance examination, I don't need to wear school uniforms. In addition to taking pictures today, I just sign autographs.

Sign the school uniform, use a marker pen, and seal the name with the memory.

It can be regarded as another sense of ritual besides the break-up meal for senior high school students.

Jiang Muxing has the most names on his school uniform.

There are many reasons, such as being handsome, the class leader, the feeling of giving a lecture, and so on.

In fact, there is only one reason, and that is strength.

The strong will be respected and admired.

Even Yang Cong, who thought that Jiang Muxing had kidnapped his buddies, was just playing around with his lips, but he still approved of him in his heart.

After all, it is really awesome, without water.

Faced with everyone coming up to sign one by one, Jiang Muxing was very cooperative.

Until a girl wanted to sign on his heart, he stopped.

"Sign elsewhere."

When the girl saw other people signing, the squad leader didn't care, she didn't care, she just wanted to fish in troubled waters to realize her little idea, but she didn't expect to be stopped.

"how……"

Jiang Muxing interrupted her indifferently, with a cold attitude, and there was no room for negotiation: "This is not possible."

The girl turned pale with embarrassment, hurriedly signed elsewhere and left.

Jiang Muxing's school uniform was ruined, with names on the front and back, but the place on the heart was always empty, which was very clean and eye-catching.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was left on purpose.

After school, Jiang Muxing's heart had an owner.

The word "Yanhao" appeared on it, with wide open and closed strokes, domineeringly declaring ownership.