[DotA2] Holy Sword

No.40 Five Wars Healing Ring

Years later, the university campus is desolate as far as the eye can see, with bare trees, and as soon as the wind blows, under the illumination of bright street lights, it looks like a monster with teeth and claws showing off its power on the flat concrete floor.The continuous grassland is withered and yellow and loses its vitality. In the cold wind that has not yet warmed up, the open corners of the pedestrians' clothes are blown, and the earthy smell of winter is blowing.

"Brother, is it cold?" Seeing that the tip of Yan Che's nose was a little red, An Rongyu asked, wishing he could just cover that face with his hands.

"It's okay, it gets warmer as you walk." Yan Che replied, breathing out a puff of white air in the air, "When the year is over, there will only be four months. Are you nervous?"

"It's okay. Brother, do you think I can pass the first line?" An Rongyu asked.

"According to this progress, it is very promising. But it still depends on the overall situation of this year's college entrance examination. My suggestion is to work towards the first place. After all, the score line fluctuates a lot every year. If you only follow the dead line last year Come and prepare, the result is hard to tell." Yan Che analyzed seriously.

"Brother, in fact, I'm in a daze about what happened in the past two years, as if... It seems that nothing happened for real, you know... There are so many things that I didn't even dare to think about before." What he wanted to say Naturally, the two years spent with Yan Che were beautiful like a dream, and with the few nights of sleeping together during the New Year, I always felt that this was just an overly clear fantasy.

Yan Che didn't reply directly, but turned his head, pinched his cheek with his hands, and when he heard "ah" in pain, he replied with a smile, "I don't feel the pain in my dreams."

An Rong and Silly looked at each other, with little stars in their eyes that were about to overflow, which complemented the blurred stars in the sky at this time.

Before he could reply, Yan Che patted his forehead again, and said with a sneer, "What an outstanding young man, why doesn't he have self-confidence?"

"Brother..." Thousands of words could not be condensed into a single sentence, An Rong was flustered, and could barely resist the urge to embrace the perfect man in front of him, and his breathing became heavy.

After the winter vacation, the days are no different from before, but the tension in the air is even worse.The class teacher can't wait to shout the big slogan every morning to beat the dead eyes of the students.

Physical education has long since disappeared from the schedule. Eating, studying, and sleeping have become the only things that senior high school students should do.The immortal cultivators stationed in the top 24 of the grade all the year round almost only sleep for four hours a day. Sleeping feels like a waste of youth.

An Ronghe, who was deeply affected by this rich learning atmosphere, couldn't help stepping up his pace, subconsciously reducing the time for playing games again and again.

Since DotA2 updated the ranking mechanism at the beginning of the year, An Rong and Yu also took time out of their busy schedules to play ten positioning matches.The original score was 768.After school started, although I played less, the ranking has slowly risen by more than ten places, which really confirms the saying: not playing is equal to high score.

During this period, the team that had contacted him continued to inquire about the current situation from time to time. After all, the college entrance examination was only less than four months away. For such a potential new star, the major youth training teams did not want to hand him over.

Because of the increased academic work, the time for live broadcast on weekends has also shrunk and shrunk, and finally it will be broadcast on Saturday night when I play the Warriors League with Han Zai and the others.Fortunately, the true fans all said that for his future, they can barely bear it, as long as they usually post a few more Weibo as compensation.So Weibo, which was originally only used to announce the live broadcast time, has completely changed its function-it has become a holy place for learning to clock in.

Considering that he was alive, the little anchor posted a few recent exercises and organized notes on Weibo every now and then. First, it could solve the trouble of not knowing what to post, and second, he didn’t have to think about words and photos. On the Internet, just say a few words about the progress of your studies.

Unexpectedly, after coming down three or four times, fans would leave a message in the comments to supervise each other. Some took the CET-[-] and CET-[-], some took the postgraduate entrance examination, some took the public examination, and some took the IELTS and TOEFL exams.In the end, even those who quit smoking would come to check in and say that they have persisted until the first few days, and they will almost become a clear stream among game anchors.

One month after returning from grandpa's house, on a sunny afternoon, grandpa personally brought the framed painting to An's house.With the help of An's father, he hung it in An Rongyu's bedroom.

So the elegant picture of wintersweet and snow, surrounded by several posters of Kobe, is eye-catching in the high school boys' room.

After setting a certain time, even though Yan Che and the elders didn't say anything, An Rongyu secretly worked hard.He really wanted to fulfill his promise and get admitted to a first line. Even though it might not have any impact on his future plans, he thought in his heart that this was the first big promise he made to Yan Che, and that it might be more difficult than playing Yan Che. It is still higher to be the first in the ladder.Therefore, if it can be successfully completed, it will not only lay a foundation of confidence for a series of ambitious plans in the future, but also be an account of myself for the past three years.

Then, on the way to and from school every day, he would wear earplugs to listen to the audio of words and short texts. People who didn’t know thought he was listening to songs, which gave people a cool illusion.Coupled with that cold iceberg face, the little girls on the road took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures, and the seat of the school grass became more secure.

An Rongyu's face and body were already precocious. After measuring his height a year later, he had already reached 184 cm. His neat six-pack abs were not arrogant, but they were still attractive enough.Coupled with the thick and not scary trapezius muscles, to use the girls' after-dinner discussion: they look thinner when they are dressed, and they are fleshy when they are undressed. The sense of security almost overflows the screen.

Not long after entering the third year of high school, Zhou Kaiqin mysteriously dragged him to the corridor to chat, and after whistling to several blushing girls passing by, he said excitedly: "You know what? Last week You have been rated as a school grass!"

An Rongyu looked absent-minded. If others knew that all he was thinking about at this moment was the unfinished linear programming problem before he was dragged out to bask in the sun, the math teacher would probably give him a pennant and write a letter. "Academic benchmark, second class role model".

Seeing the newly promoted school girl say "Oh" casually, Zhou Kaiqin said dissatisfiedly, "Did you listen to me?"

After getting a neutral "um", Zhou Kaiqin almost went crazy, and repeated again: "You have become a colonel! Why aren't you excited at all? If only I could go crazy!"

An Rong and his elbows rested on the railing of the corridor, the golden sunlight shot from behind, and the breeze caused his short, broken hair to fluctuate slightly.He was leaning against the fence with a blank expression on his face, just like the image of a bad student.

"Did you drag me out in such a fucking hurry just to say this?" An Rongyu thought that he had already wasted 3 minutes in the longest class break, and felt even more irritable in his heart.

"Don't you think that your face is better than my father's? Why did those little girls fall in love with you?" Zhou Kaiqin didn't answer the other party's question, and began to complain to himself, "But so many students My sister handed you a love letter, but no one really liked it?"

"No. You still have something to do? It's nothing, I'll go back." An Rongyu put away his long legs that had nowhere to rest, got up and was about to go back.

"Tell me, you kid, you've been like an idiot since you left the organization, you could stare and smile in math class, and I got goosebumps watching from behind." Zhou Kaiqin pulled him back .

"I also laughed at you as an idiot. Get away, don't stick to me, it's too hot." Breaking free from the restraint of the salty pig's hand, the good student finally returned to his seat and continued to work on the problem.

Since then, he has received several love letters, and one of them happened to be bumped into by Yan Che when he was recovering from illness.As soon as October passed, this momentum gradually faded away.Originally, he never cared about the youthful throbbing of these boys and girls, and a title that was always changing was meaningless to him.

However, no matter how the teachers supervise and how the good students in the same class take the lead in learning, there will always be a small group of boys and girls who stick to their posts in each class and discuss various topics between classes.

The topics of the girls are nothing more than chasing stars, class girls, and school girls, while the boys are keen on basketball, basketball shoes, games, and of course class girls and school girls.Once upon a time, An Rongyu was also a member of the topic of basketball and games, lighting up the dreams of countless girls in every sunny recess.

However, since he started making up lessons, he has become a three-good student who doesn't listen to anything outside the window and only reads sage books. Except for his grades, he can't get on the table.

He didn't know when, the classmates around him suddenly became couples, with happy and shy faces, and he couldn't help thinking, if one day he became a part of a relationship, what would it be like?Like them, under the trees on the playground after dusk, hugging cautiously for a second, or expressing love between classes, just focusing on the eyes can make you feel silly and happy for a long time.

In the past, he must not understand this kind of behavior that seems almost stupid-holding hands and hugging can be successful, but what about kissing or even going to bed?Could it be that he was so excited that he died on the spot.

Over time, he couldn't even fathom the feeling of "like".No matter what kind of good match, male talent and female appearance his classmates said, he always felt that no one was pleasing to the eye, so how could it be so coincidental that two people who were strangers at first developed feelings for each other like this?

At that time, he never thought that he would fall in love with someone at first sight, and he would fall in love with someone again.I can't explain the feeling clearly, I just feel that when I see the other party, it seems that the stars all over the sky are smashed down, and all the other scenes in my eyes have become irrelevant background pictures.

Everything in the student days was too simple and pure, and the reasons for liking someone were so unbelievable—a careless elbow touch during class, a small tease during class, passing by on the way to school.

Adolescent love is too pure and beautiful. You don’t need to consider each other’s family background, whether the other party has a garage, or whether you can buy yourself a big brand. As long as you have the right eyes, even if you share the same lollipop on the back seat of a bicycle, you will become An indelible youthful feeling in each other's memory.

When he looked back, he realized that he was also looking forward to having such an experience—the object was naturally the person he dreamed of.It's a pity that before the college entrance examination, he is destined to not be able to taste the ups and downs exclusive to his teenage years.But as long as they can be together in the future, there will always be other more life flavors waiting for him to experience.

After more than half a year of silence, I don't know what evil the girls have been caught recently, and they have started to go back to their old jobs, handing over love letters one after another.Probably because the freshman is about to graduate and wants to seize the last chance.It's just that the male protagonist's response became more and more indifferent. Later, whenever he was stopped by a girl, he immediately bowed slightly and said sorry, then turned his head and left, not even bothering to answer the love letter.

Later, everyone stopped sending it in person, and instead recruited a few good friends around the school grass to convey it on their behalf.So from a certain day, Zhou Kaiqin and others turned into matchmakers, watching so many cute elementary school girls shyly ran up to them, handed over pink love letters, and left a sentence: Please pass it on to Senior An, thank you .

After a few errands, they didn't bother to be good people anymore, because they knew too well what the fate of these love letters would be-throwing them into the trash can, as if leaving them on the table would delay his reading.

In addition, there are people who secretly stuff gifts in his drawers, the most common ones are chocolates, which are heart-shaped, and others are hand-made paper cranes and wishing stars, which are packed in exquisite glass bottles.Generally, all the gifts with names will be returned, and those who can't be eaten will be divided, and those who can't be eaten will be thrown away.

Even though he is unfeeling, the girls just think that he is more crazy and cool. After all, the name of Gaoling's flower is not in vain, and now the high-cold personality makes people want to get closer.

Time is like a rushing eastward flow of water, one always feels that it is clearly in front of one's eyes, and one can get a scoop, but one can only stand still and never get the scoop that has slipped away and has yet to come.

a pattern.Two models.Three models.

Some people are happy and some are sad.Basically, there will not be much difference between the results of the college entrance examination and the results of the three models. It is unrealistic to expect to turn around in a month.The rest of the day can only be consolidated desperately, and strive to a higher level.

After the end of the Three Models and before the May [-]st holiday, the Shanghai University held a spring sports meeting, and it was another time for all the students in the school to rejoice—except for the senior high school students.

Although there is no need to participate in the initial phalanx performance, the third graders will still participate in the competition.Except for the top [-] students in the grade, others can sign up freely.

In the previous annual sports meeting, An Rongyu walked in the front of the square as the class card holder, and then contracted the 100-meter, 200-meter and 3000-meter competitions.There is no doubt that every game with him is crowded, and the team is almost catching up with an [-]th-line starlet.

One week before the sports meeting, the squad leader came to confirm his three events as usual.When he heard that the venue of the sports meeting was changed to a large track and field field, he first stared at him and asked, "Is it true?" After getting an affirmative answer, he smiled again, making the squad leader's expression look like hell like.

Zhou Kaiqin, who was also assigned high jump and long jump, grimaced and said, "Can you fucking stop laughing so disgustingly? It's like a girl Huaichun."

An Rong and Hengmei glared at him, then pushed him out with his hands: "Go away, don't disturb my study." After speaking, they continued to write and draw on the draft paper.

The squad leader patted Zhou Kaiqin on the shoulder solemnly, pursed his lips, and turned around to inform other people who were going to participate in the sports meeting without saying a word.

Both the 100-meter and 200-meter preliminary competitions were arranged on the morning of the first day. After the expected two-hour phalanx performance, there was an interval of two hours.As expected, they should all be able to enter the finals, which will be held this afternoon, so they have to skip the whole day's class directly. The 3000-meter race will be held at [-] pm the next day, and you can go after the first class.

An Rongyu's plan was to talk to Yan Che at night, expressing his determination to study as quickly as possible during the breaks between games, and then make insinuations to let the other party see his heroic appearance on the track and field.

Simply flawless!

After the remedial class was over that night, taking the opportunity to send Yan Che out, An Rongyou said anxiously: "Brother, next week the sports meeting will be held at your school's track and field field. I have three competitions..."

Before he could give an excuse, Yan Che suddenly realized: "In our school? I want to see."

I had a belly full of drafts, but in the end it was useless at all.Yan Che seemed to be very sorry for the games he missed in the past two years, and he took it for granted that this invitation was purely for him to come and cheer, and take care of his belongings by the way.

After briefly explaining his time for the competition, An Rongyu asked, "Brother, won't it delay your thesis?"

Yan Che said with a smile: "The results of the external audit came out, two excellent. The revisions made by the professors were to change the formatting and typos. There are no problems with the content. Participating in the group defense in mid-to-late May can almost be said to be a Go through the motions."

An Rongyu stared at the stars, thinking how could this person be so good, and said with admiration: "Brother, you are really amazing!"

Yan Che nodded and said with a smile, "That's what I said when I sent you the leaflets. How are you? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Hearing this, An Rongyu actually recalled Yan Che's obviously provocative words in his dream during that time: "I'm very good", and then he felt dry mouth and could only pant heavily. Breathe calmly.

After that, the two chatted for a while about the progress of their respective graduation exams, and then said goodbye at the gate of the community and went back to their respective homes.

A week goes by quickly.On the first day of the sports meeting, An Rong and Leng went to the track and field after morning reading and the first class.Yan Che had already watched the entire opening ceremony in the auditorium, because he brought Yan Che a bottle of fruit tea on the way and was delayed for a while. When An Rongyu arrived, the principal was announcing that "the 2018 spring sports meeting has officially started".

The author has something to say:

I really want to go back to high school!

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