On the day of the No. 2 Middle School's anniversary, the school was filled with banners and posters were posted on the notice board. They were bright red and quite festive. They read: Warm congratulations on the 67th anniversary of the founding of Liyang No. 2 Middle School.
Colorful ribbons were carefully hung at the school gate.
The students entered through the gate carrying their schoolbags and discussed the whole thing.
The people from the student union started decorating the auditorium a few days ago. After the decoration was almost complete, they concentrated on preparing for the afternoon rehearsal.
On this day, all the teachers in the school wore formal clothes.
Old Tang was not considered young to begin with, but his aesthetics were several years older than his age, and he had a special liking for old-fashioned cloth shoes. Now that I'm wearing a formal suit, I finally bring my aesthetics back to the pass line, and I look much more energetic.
But Old Tang still looked a little uncomfortable. He stood on the podium and raised his hand to tug on his tie from time to time.
"Xu Jing said in the group that she would go to the auditorium to rehearse after lunch." He Chao poked Xie Yu with a pen and asked, "Do you still remember your movements?"
Xie Yu lay on his stomach and rested his head on his arm to look at him: "Remember."
He Chao raised his hand and rubbed it quite naturally. The child's hair was soft and he didn't want to let go when he touched it: "Why don't I believe what you said."
Xie Yu was not very enthusiastic in rehearsing, and spent most of the time They all moved along casually with a cold face. Xu Jing didn't even worry about Luo Wenqiang, who was a master in dancing, but worried that Xie Yu wouldn't be able to keep up when the time came.
Xie Yu just felt that since he knew how to do it, it was a bit annoying to arrange it over and over again: "Believe it or not."
Mad Dog was rarely sensational today. He read the history of No. 2 Middle School to all the teachers and students on the radio and briefly reviewed the past sixty years. Every step, and finally said: "In fact, the most important part of the history of our No. 2 Middle School is not the glorious achievements, nor the superior teaching staff... It is you who have spent three years in the No. 2 Middle School, session after session." "Children in high school."
The mad dog kept chattering on the radio. Xie Yu felt a headache and casually opened the comic book next to him.
This set of comic books was brought over by Wanda from home. There are ten volumes in total, with hot-blooded college themes. It has been popular in the classroom for a few days. All the boys in the class took turns reading one volume at a time.
The day before yesterday, Luo Wenqiang secretly watched in math class, but was taken away by Lao Wu and punished with ten math questions. This group of people were so itchy that they planned to sneak into the teacher's office to get it back while Old Wu was not paying attention.
"Lao Xie, are you a man?" He Chao wanted to pull him along, but Xie Yu was not very interested, so he provoked him, "Are you scared?"
Xie Yu said, "I'm scared of a dick."
As a result, they Following Wanda, he wandered around the door of the office several times and saw Lao Wu opening the comic book. It looked like it was a class break, and he didn't give them a chance to make a move: "..."
Xie Yu didn't turn two pages and heard He Chao raised his voice from the side and said: "Teacher, today you are... Yushu Linfeng, handsome and unrestrained. You are more than ten years younger, very handsome."
When He Chao spoke, he leaned back, and even the seat tilted up, swaying. of.
Liu Cunhao understood and said: "It's just like Aaron Kwok, the second middle school student." After
they finished their good words, Luo Wenqiang could only say: "Anyway, it's just one word, handsome!"
The whole class laughed and clapped in agreement.
Old Tang touched the top of his head in embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
After Old Tang finished speaking, he put his hand on the edge of the podium and stopped pulling on his tie.
Xie Yu stared at He Chao, who was shaking on his chair and looking out of shape.
Winter is approaching, and some students who are afraid of the cold have already put on winter clothes. This person is still wearing thin clothes, but he looks like a stove. His sleeves are even folded up, exposing a part of his wrist.
Liu Cunhao mentioned casually before that if he were not to be the squad leader, the most suitable person in the class to be the squad leader would be He Chao.
It's quite suitable.
This person looks unruly, but in fact he just doesn't show off.
The school anniversary party is held after school, which is the time for self-study in the evening. The students who participated in the rehearsal had to go there at noon. After lunch, Liu Cunhao bent down and took out the performance clothes from the table: "Then we will naturally skip half a day of class, and we will be happy."
"Don't be happy," Xu Jinghe Xu Qingqing took the clothes, held hands and said, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, and meet at the stairs after changing." It was
definitely inconvenient in the classroom, and being shirtless would have a bad impact, so you could only go to the toilet cubicle.
There were only six compartments in total. Liu Cunhao and the others ran in and occupied one each. They moved very quickly, as if they were too slow to catch up with the hot food. In the end, only the innermost compartment was left.
Luo Wenqiang successfully occupied the second to last one, and while locking the door, he said, "I'm sorry, Brother Chao, Brother Yu, just squeeze in."
"..."
Xie Yu stood at the door of the toilet with his clothes, I really want to kick Luo Wen into the toilet.
"Let's go," He Chao wanted more. He smiled and hooked Xie Yu's shoulder, "Squeeze?"
The cubicle was too small, and two people standing in it could touch each other without moving, not to mention that they had to take off their clothes.
He Chao moved quickly and took off his shirt in twos and twos. As soon as Xie Yu unzipped his coat, his elbow accidentally touched He Chao's waist. A bit hard.
The boy has a lean figure, his abdominal muscles are not exaggerated, and he has a unique youthful look of eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Give way," Xie Yu paused, and then said, "Add the piping."
Liu Cunhao and the others did not forget to chat while changing clothes. When they talked about the hot-blooded comic, they said at the top of their lungs: "I saw the fifth volume. " Where is Liu?" "
It
's in Lao Wu's hands.
" "...How to steal it
? You can tell me how to steal it!" I've been watching it during class, but I haven't finished it yet!"
In addition to those changing clothes in the cubicle, there are also many people coming and going outside.
Xie Yu put on his clothes and put on his trousers in twos and twos. When he looked up again, He Chao was leaning against the door panel and staring at him: "What?" He
Chao had already changed, and the white shirt on him inadvertently revealed a bit of a naughty look. Angry, the top three buttons were not buttoned, leaving them wide open.
"Look at you," He Chao said, "Why is my kid so good-looking?"
Xie Yu zipped up his pants little by little, took two more steps forward, raised his hand to help him button up his clothes, and wrapped his fingers around the buttons. On the button, he felt the man's body temperature through the fabric and reminded: "You, who have a boyfriend, don't be too coquettish."
He Chao did not move and allowed Xie Yu to push up two more pills, a little unable to bear it. Stay, lower your head and approach him.
"Brother Chao, are you okay?"
Luo Wen was so strong that he knocked on the door as if smashing it. He knocked several times and the door panel of the compartment shook.
He Chao: "..."
After Luo Wenqiang finished knocking, it took a few seconds for the door to open. He was about to turn around in a circle to show off his new look. By the way, he wanted to ask if he was handsome, but he saw that He Chao's face didn't look very good. good.
They agreed to hurry up and gathered at the stairs after changing. Xu Qingqing and the other girls were slower in changing clothes, so they lingered for a while.
By the time they changed clothes and came out, the group of boys had been waiting at the entrance of the corridor for five or six minutes.
Luo Wenqiang, Wanda and the others deliberately stood in a row near the corridor, with serious postures. Luo Wenqiang put one hand in his trouser pocket, and Liu Cunhao crossed his chest, with a cold expression and blurred eyes.
Xu Jing took one look and went straight past these crazy people and went to find the two frontmen from Class Three.
The two class members kept a low profile, sitting side by side on the stairs.
Xie Yu bent his legs, and the low-waisted jeans on his lower body were still with holes, straight and slender. It was obvious that a large area of skin was exposed at his knees, which was so white that it dazzled his eyes.
Xu Jing was stunned for a few seconds.
He Chao held up the mobile phone in his hand and hooked Xie Yu's neck with the other hand. It seemed that he wanted to take a photo with him, but Xie Yu was obviously not happy and showed no expression towards the camera.
This person's photography skills are not very good, and the angle he chooses is strange. If it weren't for the two people's good looks, which were all supported by their looks, it would have been the scene of a car accident.
However, He Chao was particularly confident: "How about it? Look at my composition."
"It's a crappy composition," Xie Yu stood up and said, "Wake up and be realistic."
The school auditorium is not used much, except for this kind of school celebration. Apart from performances, it is only used when convening students for grade meetings.
The stage is paved with wooden floors and dark red curtains on both sides.
Looking down from the stage, there are endless rows of seats.
When they went there, Liu Cunhao and the others were very tough on their words, saying that they would beat the other classes, but as soon as they stood on the stage, their legs went weak.
Luo Wenqiang: "Why didn't I realize that our school auditorium is so big before?"
Liu Cunhao: "Are there so many people sitting in the audience?"
Wanda: "Does anyone want to pee?"
"Are you scared?" He Chao said In the middle, while talking, he jokingly kicked Luo Wenqiang, "What did you say when you came here just now?"
Luo Wenqiang, the representative of the "Universal Invincible Coward Boy Group": "...We are cowards."
Although Xie Yu participated in the rehearsal Although the performance was small, there was no mistake in the movements during the whole rehearsal. When the boy dances on the stage, even if his movements are not up to standard, he does not need a lighting engineer to create lighting effects, the whole person emits a dazzling light on his own.
Unlike He Chao, who was full of performance desire, Xie Yu didn't really want to express himself, but he couldn't help others looking at him.
Once you see it, you can't take your eyes away.
After Xu Jing finished dancing, as the last note fell, the stone in her heart also fell, thinking that she would definitely be stable this time.
At six o'clock in the evening, the audience began to enter the venue one after another, and the empty auditorium became lively.
The school-level leaders sat in the first row, with their names and professional titles placed in front of the table.
After the two hosts finished a long series of opening remarks, they began to register for the program: "... Next, we will ask the students from Grade 11 to recite the poem "My School" for us. Welcome with applause."
Everyone who performed the program said I was arranged to sit in the front row so that I could go on stage later.
There was nothing interesting about the poetry recitation. When Xie Yu heard the following, he turned around and asked: "What number is our class in?"
"Didn't you read the program? It's behind the second class, the eighth one."
"I didn't pay attention."
As he spoke, the poem After the last sentence of the recitation was finished, the two girls on the stage bowed to the audience, and then all the lights in the entire auditorium were turned off. When it slowly lit up again a few seconds later, the two people who were reciting the poems had already left the stage. Standing on the stage were two presenters in costumes: "Thank you very much for the wonderful performance brought to us by Class 1. On this special day, I believe everyone is as excited as I am..."
The performance of Class 2, Grade 2, was a skit that made the whole audience burst into laughter, just in time to wake up Xie Yu.
"It's our turn," Xu Jing passed the message one by one from the front of the row, "Get ready, don't be nervous."
Luo Wenqiang was so nervous that he stared at the stage without blinking, not missing every program, and turned around to say something later. While passing the message, I saw Xie Yu, who was sitting on his right, still rubbing his eyes, half-squinting, looking sleepy: "It's our turn - Brother Yu, you are too calm."
There were rumors before . The two big guys from Class 3 were about to take the stage. For this reason, several buildings were built in the school forum, and they were all shouting, "It's worth it. It's really worth it if I can catch a glimpse of it in my fucking lifetime."
Although they had fantasized about it countless times in their minds, no one expected that seeing it with their own eyes would be even more shocking than they imagined.