At the turn of Jinlan

The actual final exam is set after New Year's Day.

The last exam is in the morning, and after lunch is the class meeting and semester summary.

One and a half months of winter vacation is not common in high schools in Z city, especially compared to the high school attached to Z university next door, which is also a national key point in Z city, the length of the real middle school holiday is truly enviable.

On the podium, teacher Zhang, the head teacher, was busy distributing the newly printed exercise books for each subject, when the classroom was full of wailing.

Over there, Zheng Qiuqiu was concentrating on sorting out his homework for the winter vacation, when he heard Senior Colonel Fei behind him start discussing vacation arrangements with his deskmate Meng Lian.

Wang Lie, who was sitting by the side, saw the opportunity, and was about to make some slander, when Zheng Qiuqiu, who was at the same table, took a look at him and shut his mouth cowardly.

The head teacher, Mr. Zhang, knocked on the blackboard, and he knew loudly: "Students, you should pay attention to the announcements in the class group when you go back. The practice week will start from next Monday until before the Spring Festival. To arrange a long trip, if you call me again and tell me that the air tickets are all booked, you can ask for leave, but the practice of the vacation counts as zero points, and everyone can figure it out.”

As soon as Teacher Zhang finished speaking, there was another whine from below.

"Fuck, I was lied to. Who said that the city has the longest holiday in the past? False propaganda! Is it easy for me to pass the exam?" Wang Lie cursed in a low voice.

When Zheng Qiuqiu heard this, he covered his mouth and smiled, "Indeed, according to your IQ, it is indeed more difficult than us."

Wang Lie: "!?"

Seeing that the two people in the front seat were about to fight each other again, Fei Yingxing quickly persuaded in a good voice: "Okay, stop making trouble, think about the middle school next door, our practice week is over, and they just finished their exams, it's miserable enough, be content Come on you guys."

While packing their backpacks, several people went downstairs together, chattering intermittently.

In the past few days, City Z has started to snow continuously, and the temperature began to drop slowly at sunset.

Some time ago, Meng Lian fell ill. In fact, he himself had already recovered, but Fei Yingxing, who was the instigator, suffered from sequelae. He was constantly worried that Meng Lian would catch a cold.

"Is it cold?" Fei Yingxing asked Meng Lian. He saw that snow began to accumulate on the playground, and he wished he could tear off the fringe of his coat and hat and wrap it around Meng Lian.

Meng Lian glanced at Fei Yingxing lightly, but didn't answer, just quietly grabbed Fei Yingxing's hand subconsciously, his palm was warmer than expected, even higher than Fei Yingxing's.

Zheng Qiuqiu was walking behind the two of them, happened to see this scene, she snickered silently.

On the contrary, Wang Lie looked like he had been tortured miserably, and pretended to shake the goose bumps all over his body.

"Three points, you said you have a vacation with me and President He, so you have to keep your word." Wang Lie suddenly remembered this. Some time ago, they made an appointment to play three-on-one basketball during the winter vacation.

Fei Yingxing raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll take you to a good place when it's time to see Mr. He."

Wang Lie was curious: "What good place, does Mr. He know?"

Fei Yingxing smiled: "He knows that he and I used to go there to play golf when we were young, but you have to bring your ID when you come, and you have to register when you come in and out."

When Wang Lie heard this, he laughed uncontrollably, "Okay! It's a deal!"

As soon as they arrived at the school gate, they saw that Yan Yan, Meng Lian's assistant, had parked the car on the side of the road and waited for a while.

Although they had just finished their exams and the other students were planning to go crazy when they went back tonight, only Meng Lian had just finished his final exams and still had work to do.

But the strange thing is that Yan Yan didn't drive the usual wine red SUV this time, instead she drove a big black nanny car, which attracted the surrounding high school students who had just finished school and couldn't help looking back.

The confidentiality of the nanny car was so good that Fei Yingxing couldn't see how many people were in the car, but Yan Yan got out of the car alone and stood by the car waiting for Meng Lian to leave school.

Yan Yan and Fei Yingxing had known each other a few times. Standing by the side of the car, she had long seen Meng Lian who had just left school, and as expected, she also spotted the tall boy next to Meng Lian.

Fei Yingxing's original appearance and temperament were outstanding, and Yan Yan was very impressed with him. In addition, some time ago, she accidentally discovered that the boy's way of getting along with Meng Lian was not like ordinary friends, so she stayed more. Being careful, his eyes inevitably lingered on Fei Yingxing for a while.

This time, it happened to meet Fei Yingxing's eyes. After the boy met her eyes, he showed no signs of timidity. He smiled politely at her generously, which actually made Yan Yan look a little surprised. .

Standing at the car door, Meng Lian turned around and waved obediently to Fei Yingxing and the others, saying goodbye with a focused expression.

"Lianlian, see you next semester! Happy winter vacation!" Zheng Qiuqiu waved his hands vigorously, and the ponytail behind his head kept shaking.

Meng Lian's heart warmed, and he showed a very beautiful smile towards the tall girl. He moved his eyes away from the girl, and landed directly on his tall and handsome boyfriend.

At this moment, Fei Yingxing was putting his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a half-smile, with a bit of naughty and naughty handsomeness in his smile.

Fei Yingxing stared at Meng Lian in front of him, and saw that the other party's sweater coat and soft hair were covered with spots of fine snow, which made people look beautiful, his heart moved, but at this moment, he didn't know anything. can not do this.

Meng Lian raised her eyelashes and looked at him quietly, and saw Fei Yingxing pulled a hand out of his coat pocket, waved at him, winked playfully and said, "Student Meng, see you tonight."

He pronounced the last three words very softly, so soft that it could only be regarded as a breath sound, even Wang Lie and Zheng Qiuqiu beside him couldn't hear them clearly.

But Meng Lian heard it, and he understood it clearly just by looking at Fei Yingxing's mouth shape.

When he got into the car, Yan Yan who was beside him sighed, "You really look like a high school student."

Meng Lian was taken aback when she heard the words, knowing that she was comparing the private school in the past with the current reality, and several staff members next to her also agreed: "This school is really the right one. In fact, our Xiaomeng is very popular in the school. Very good."

A few young girls in the troupe's studio seized the opportunity to praise their little artist again. Meng Lian was so helpless that she clarified modestly for a long time but no one believed her, so she had to be patient and let them brag.

The three of them braved the light snow and walked all the way to the subway station.

Zheng Qiuqiu suddenly asked: "Is Lianlian going to the TV station soon?"

Fei Yingxing glanced at her and replied, "Well, he has to go to CCTV later. The final review and rehearsal for the New Year's Gala seems to have started this Monday. In order to stay for the exam, the progress there has dropped a lot. "

Zheng Qiuqiu sighed and said: "Last time I asked him, he only said that he couldn't participate in the practice week. I didn't expect to be so busy."

"Then this time I have to hold a small bench and watch Lianlian come out in front of the TV, and show off in front of a roomful of relatives in our family. This is my classmate, and he looks really good-looking." Zheng Qiuqiu said with a smile.

Wang Lie habitually argued with her, "Look at your promise."

Zheng Qiuqiu retorted: "Why not, Meng Lian is so good, what's wrong with showing off?"

Wang Lie: "I didn't say Meng Lian is bad, Meng Lian is fine, I mean you..."

......

Fei Yingxing smiled lightly and listened to the two people's daily bickering without saying a word. He wondered in his heart that his Meng Lian was so good, when would he be able to justifiably show Meng Lian to his family.

In the evening, the snow gradually became heavier for some reason.

Fei Yingxing changed his outfit after dinner and planned to jog around the Emerald Lake for a few laps, but then the snow became heavier and heavier, so he had to go back in the snow.

After arriving home, his whole body was drenched. He hurried out of the bath, only to find that the class group was suddenly very lively.

It turned out to be the students from the props group of the drama competition. They got together tonight to start work, and broadcast the production progress to the class from time to time.

Several actors from the cast group clamored and asked the masters of the props group to make their equipment better, which caused the group to become agitated.

Fei Yingxing looked at everyone's chat records with great interest, and suddenly there was a @reminder on the top. He subconsciously clicked on it, and saw a blueprint with the long sword and mask of King Lanling on it.

He opened it and took a closer look, and found that the long sword was well designed, but the mask was rough and terrifying.

Fei Yingxing flipped through the pages, and saw that the online students in the group chatted about this blueprint.

Among them, Zheng Qiuqiu is the one who danced the most: "Just now the squad leader revealed to me that there is a scene in our script that involves King Lanling taking off his mask. I hope the actors can pick up the level and show the feeling of being handsome without knowing it. @费应行"

Immediately someone below answered, "Then isn't this the one of Yang Guo's? From the bottom of my heart, I feel that I have an ordinary appearance."

Someone answered: "A mediocre appearance should be fine. Is it okay?"

Wang Lie: "I don't think Senior Colonel Fei is good at it. He is the type who thinks he's too handsome from the bottom of his heart."

At this moment, Meng Lian had just arrived home, and after changing into her pajamas, she had some time to relax and look through her phone.

As soon as he opened the class group full of news, he saw the section where everyone was joking about Fei Yingxing.

Meng Lian laughed lightly, quit the group chat, clicked on the profile picture of the squad leader Wang Siyi, and just had time to send a message to the squad leader, when he received a special concern reminder in the group chat, it turned out that the owner of the topic came out to pretend to be Replied a sentence.

Fei Yingxing: "Okay, I will live up to the high expectations of the organization."

Over there, after receiving Meng Lian's private message, Wang Siyi quickly thanked her and announced the good news that Meng Lian had brought.

Wang Siyi: "Everyone, the problem of clothing has been settled, and Meng Lian is welcome to join the group with his honorable funding."

At lunch today, Wang Siyi approached Meng Lian, hoping that he could introduce her to some familiar stage costume studios.This matter was a piece of cake for Meng Lian, so he agreed without even thinking about it.

In the evening, he asked Yan Yan to help him inquire about a few studios that he often cooperates with. Yan Yan has been an assistant for several years, and she also got acquainted with clothing-related matters, and the matter was settled with just a phone call.

As soon as the announcement came out, the group was flooded with the words "Golden Master Dad".

Fei Yingxing looked funny. He knew that Meng Lian had already returned home, so he opened the profile pictures of Meng Lian's two little parrots, amused, and said, "How are you doing? Are you off work? Papa the patron. "

"Can I start the video?"