The stage of the festival is in the auditorium of the attached middle school. Beginning in the afternoon, the first grade classes went to the rehearsal one after another, and the building in front was crowded with people coming and going. The second year of high school was quite calm, at least the self-study class in the afternoon was completed honestly.
Sheng Wang finished all the papers before get out of class, and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Tian at the right time:
Say it again: your boyfriend is here to check
Oh:
Oh: I'm in the classroom
You say it again: who checked this
Say it again: Have you finished writing the papers for today and tomorrow
The second day of the art festival is a holiday, which is considered the last carnival before the final exam of the second year of high school. However, some teachers are also very "carnival" when they assign their homework, and throw them down without money.
Sheng Wang wanted to go out tomorrow, so he urged the person upstairs to write his homework quickly. Who would have thought that Jiang Tian soon sent a photo of his desktop. There were only three papers on it, and all of them had been completed.
Oh: Old sister He Jing didn't have any curls, so much in two days
You say it again: rely on! I'm going back to class A
Sheng Wang was so stimulated that he put away the 10 scrolls he had finished, and was about to go upstairs to find the exciting person for dinner when the music teacher entered the classroom.
She stood at the front door and clapped her hands twice, and said, "Come on, let's pack up, let's go to the auditorium."
"So early?"
"It's getting late. The art festival starts at 7:00. It's already 5:30." The music teacher said, "Come on, let's go."
"We haven't had dinner yet."
"Where's the squad leader? And the cultural and entertainment committee members. Go to the supermarket and buy something to make a cushion. Your program is quite advanced. After the performance, eat slowly."
Sheng Wang let out a "tsk", and had to take out his mobile phone and send a WeChat message to Jiang Tian, asking him to go to the cafeteria by himself.
There is a row of lounges in the backstage of the auditorium. Because the number is limited, they are basically shared by two classes. Shengwang and theirs have "Class A, Class B" posted on the door, but they don't see anyone from Class A.
"Unfair teacher—" Many people knocked on the mineral water bottle and complained to the music teacher, "Why do we have to come so early when people from Class A can go to dinner?"
"Did you meet on the first day? Isn't the class A group of people like this all the time? They don't bother to come to the lounge until the show starts soon. They won't win awards at the art festival!"
The music teacher slapped the boy who was talking, and said, "Just have a long mouth, change your clothes and put on makeup! There are few people in class A, so I told them not to rush to come, and they are just waiting to be bored."
The table next to the dressing table is full of unopened clothes, a white shirt and black trousers, simple and easy.
Sheng Wang walked over and flipped it, then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to take it?"
"No, it's marked with the name. Didn't you count everyone's size before, don't wear it wrong." The music teacher said, "There are a few pieces from Class A in it, you can see it clearly before taking it."
"Class A wears the same clothes as us? Teacher, you are too easy."
Sheng Wang originally thought that his name would be pasted on the bag, or else it would be an invisible place like the neckline and cuffs. Unexpectedly, this music teacher is also a talented person. He had his name printed on the back of his shirt, still in graffiti. From the front, it looks well-behaved, but when turned around, it is coquettish and eye-catching.
As soon as the bag was dismantled, there were shouts of "fuck" in the lounge.
Sheng Wang pulled out his own piece, remembered the "Super A" piece from the last sports meeting, and couldn't help taking a picture to send to Jiang Tian.
Say it again: this teacher is poisonous
Say it again: I suspect that he is a relative of Gao Tianyang's family, and he is exactly the same as Lao Gao when he shows off.
Oh: just to your liking
Oh: Didn't you actively want to wear it last time
Can you say that again:? ?
You say it again: I did it to trick you into wearing it, you figure it out
You say it again: oh wait for you
He pulled out Jiang Tian's piece again, took a photo and sent it over.
You say it again: look, you can't run away, are you happy
Oh:…
Oh: help me burn
oh; i don't wear
Thinking of Jiang Tian's unwilling face, Sheng Wang couldn't help laughing.
Just after laughing, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and two groups of people came in. The first two were the monitor of class B and the cultural and entertainment committee member who were going to buy dinner. They were carrying four huge convenience bags filled with bread and biscuits.
A group of people swarmed up, clamoring to be robbed, when the group behind entered the door.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and instantly shouted: "Damn it, your class A came so early today?!"
Class A came early for the first time this time, and even with the help of the performance, there were seven or eight people. Jiang Tian walked at the end, with white earphones plugged into his ears, his left hand was swiping his mobile phone, and his right hand was holding a canteen packing bag, and the fragrance emanated from it.
He bowed his head and entered the door, raised the bag in his hand to Shengwang and said, "Dinner."
The group of people holding the bread and biscuits went crazy for a moment, and asked the squad leader, "Why don't we order hot food? Why don't you go to the cafeteria to buy it?"
"Dream, line up in the cafeteria!" said the squad leader angrily.
Gao Tianyang was familiar with everyone, shook the crosstalk script in his hand and interjected: "No, queuing is not a problem, the key lies in the lack of a brother."
Sheng Wang kicked him on the back knee, neither light nor heavy, and scolded with a smile, "Go away, envy?"
"Don't envy, Brother Sheng, you should cherish this time. In the future, this kind of treatment will have to be given to others, right Brother Tim?" Gao Tianyang pulled a chair and sat in front of Sheng Wang, leaning on the back of the chair and winking at Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian put the food next to Sheng Wang and asked him with a frown, "What are you talking about?"
"Tsk—" Gao Tianyang raised his head in dissatisfaction. Taking advantage of the lack of attention of others, he lowered his voice and reminded him, "You're so pretty and crazy. Isn't that a proper girlfriend?"
Sheng Wang: "… "
Jiang Tian quickly glanced at someone, grabbed the unopened shirt and threw it aside, with a "hmm" sound. After a while, he added another sentence: "The accurate word is gone."
Gao Tianyang: "???"
With a simple sentence, he almost drove him crazy. If it weren't for the presence of the teacher, Gao Tianyang would be able to hold him to gossip until the end of the world.
The group of people in class B were eating dry food. Yang Jing and Zhao Cai called Xiao Chili to help and put on makeup for the girls. The music teacher is responsible for catching the boys and applying foundation, which makes them jump.
Gao Tianyang gave way to the maddening crowd, and moved the chair in front of Sheng Wang again, trying to pull his ally: "Hey, Brother Sheng, did you hear? Brother Tim has a girlfriend."
Xiao Chili helped Yang Jing hold the makeup brush. Hearing this, he turned his head abruptly, and was shocked at first. Then he hurriedly kicked his chair.
Gao Tianyang almost fell to the ground. He stabilized his body, turned his head and asked, "Why are you kicking me?"
Xiao Chili winked at Yang Jing and the others, and said a few words from the gap between his lips, "How small do you think your voice is?"
Gao Tianyang shrank his neck and shut his mouth to be honest.
After that, in addition to Gao Tianyang, the people who were panicking had another little pepper. Originally, her eyes were big, but it became even more obvious when they got bigger. She always looked at Jiang Tian secretly, looking like she couldn't believe it when she was beaten to death. After meeting Sheng Wang's gaze, he hurriedly retracted it, blushing and no movement.
Yang Jing is putting makeup on the carp. She chatted around while swiping eyeshadow, and asked Jiang Tian, "I heard that you are learning guitar now?"
"Um."
"How are you practicing?"
Before Jiang Tian said a word, Sheng Wang's movements froze for a while. He threw a winter jujube into his mouth, thinking that this is a really good question... Under the guise of teaching Jiang Tian to play the guitar, he stayed at the school for a week and practiced everything except the guitar.
At this age, he is enthusiastic and restless, and he knows the taste of the marrow. Once some things start, it is difficult to press them back. The bunks in the dormitory are not wide, and the curtains on the bed are like a secret place that is isolated from the world. It is cramped and narrow, but it is very safe. They kiss and caress inside, doing private and intimate things.
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys are very hot, and Sheng Wang is usually fine, but it is very easy to sweat at such times. He always thought that his brother would not sweat, and he seemed to never be afraid of heat. It was only in these days that I found out that they were each other.
Jiang Tian was wearing trousers, his forehead was sweaty, and when he reached out to get a water glass, the lines on his shoulders, back and neck would draw a nice arc, similar to and opposite to him in the daytime, and it was indescribably sexy.
As long as he saw this side, Sheng Wang couldn't even remember that there was a guitar in the house.
As a "teacher", he failed at all, and his "student" was not diligent at all. The only thing that is fortunate is that the other party is really smart. After three days of fishing and two days of netting, he actually learned "Childhood".
Jiang Tian was answering Yang Jing's words, Sheng Wang heard an exclamation from the side as soon as he recovered, and then something splashed onto his white shirt. He looked down and saw a row of ink dots flying diagonally from the lower left half of his clothes.
"... I'm sorry!" The squad leader grabbed a pen and his expression was dazed. "I was changing the words that I was going to use for a while, but the pen couldn't get any ink, so I tossed it twice."
The music teacher let go of the boy's face, strode over, stretched the corner of Shengwang's clothes, shook his head and said, "No, it's too obvious, you stand in the middle of a row, how can you wear dirty clothes on the front. "
The squad leader felt that he was in trouble, so he pulled a wet tissue and was about to wipe his hands and feet.
"Hey, don't—" The music teacher grabbed him but didn't catch it, the ink dot was wiped with a tissue and smudged a bit.
Sheng Wang: "... Squad leader, I suggest you run for your life."
The music teacher stared and turned his head, and the monitor has already rushed to the door in a panic. At this point, it's useless to lose your temper, you have to get rid of the clothes.
"Why don't you take off your shirt and just wear the white T inside?" Yang Jing suggested.
"The big chorus, the clothes are not uniform, it's too ugly, and it's also ugly if there are some flaws." The music teacher said, "How about changing it with the one in the back row?"
"I'll give you mine." Jiang Tian handed Sheng Wang his unopened shirt.
The music teacher was stunned for a moment: "What should you wear for him?"
"Wear it casually, it's not a group show." Jiang Tian said.
Carp echoed: "There are only two people in our show, and the color is almost enough, teacher?"
"Also," said the music teacher.
Sheng Wang quickly changed his clothes, with the words "Jiang Tian" on his back, but the front was snow-white, so he couldn't see any problems.
"At that time, you should pay attention when you step off the stage. At most, you should face the audience sideways. Don't get too far away from him and block the person behind you." The music teacher explained, "Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing to bear someone else's name."
Yang Jing took off the stage and said, "If you think too much, he won't be embarrassed."
Sheng Wang laughed.
Of course he knew that Yang Jing didn't mean that, but for him, wearing a shirt with Jiang Tian's name on it had an inexplicable illusion of being public.
There was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the teacher in charge of coordinating came over and reminded: "There are still 15 minutes for the program of Class B of Senior Two, so you can prepare. After Class B comes Class A, the cross talk will be played first, and the guitar will sing later."
As soon as the coordinator left, the atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became tense. The people who were joking and joking stopped. Some wanted to go to the toilet, some wanted to go out to breathe, and some wanted to watch from the side of the stage.
Carp gets nervous easily, so after Yang Jing put on her makeup, she dragged Little Pepper and went out. Most of the people in Class B have finished their makeup, and even the boys have done a simple primer. Yang Jing raised her makeup brush and looked around, and stretched her claws toward Shengwang.
"Are you facing the front door? Come here, the teacher will give you a handsome make-up!" She beckoned.
"No, no, no." Sheng Wang quickly stepped aside, "I don't care."
"Why don't you fit in with everyone else?"
Sheng Wang grabbed Jiang Tian and stood in front of him, saying, "Teacher, if you have to take him for fun, he will melt me."
Before Yang Jing opened his mouth, Jiang Tian said, "Impossible."
In the end, it was the music teacher who stopped Yang Jing's bad taste: "Why do they use powder for their skin color, do you believe that the powder I brought can paint them black?"
Yang Jing looked at the foundation shade in her hand, but she couldn't refute it for a while, so she had to put down the brush.
Sheng Wang breathed a sigh of relief while hanging on Jiang Tian's shoulder, only to see Yang Jing turn around twice, picking and choosing in the makeup box, and pulled out another lipstick.
"It doesn't matter if you don't apply foundation, you still need lipstick, otherwise you won't look good on stage." Yang Jing said earnestly: "Stage lighting can illuminate people as if they were terminally ill."
The music teacher didn't stop this time, but actively echoed: "This is true."
Sheng Wang confronted Yang Jing for a few seconds, then ran away. As a result, Jiang Tian's bastard actually dragged him, which seriously interfered with his escape efficiency, and the boys in class B who had already been smeared refused to let him go. Put him under Yang Jing's hands.
"This white-skinned boy is very handsome, don't worry." Sister Jing said the devil's words, and couldn't help but smear him. Sheng Wang had never tried this thing before, it felt weird, he subconsciously wanted to wipe it off with the back of his hand, but was forcibly stopped by Sister Jing, "Don't wipe it, it will cost you after wiping your mouth."
"… "
Shengwang wants to eat people.
Yang Jing finished the disaster on one, and turned her attention to the other.
Jiang Tian's reaction was very fast, almost the moment she turned her head, she had already arrived at the door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Sheng Wang was stunned for a second, and immediately chased after him: "Don't run away, why didn't you have any burden when you pitted me!"
On the first floor of the auditorium, sound and light gathered, and people were everywhere behind the front desk. Jiang Tian turned around at the end of the corridor, ran to the second floor, and Sheng Wang followed.
The two big boys who were chasing were tall and had long legs. They went up the stairs in one step and three steps, and they reached the fourth floor in a few turns.
On the second floor, there were people who went to the toilet. The lights were not turned on on the third and fourth floors, and the surroundings were dazed and dark. The sound and liveliness sank under my feet, and it seemed a little stuffy across the thick wall.
The stairs on the fourth floor lead to the rooftop. Sheng Wang felt a little cold when he ran here, and it happened that Jiang Tian also slowed down his pace. Are you still cheating on me?! Let’s go to the rooftop together and die together.”
Jiang Tian let him restrain him, propped his knees to ease his breath, and said with a deep smile, "It won't happen."
"Fart, you won't be able to do it anymore. When I was pressed by Sister Jing, why didn't you say it wouldn't happen?" Sheng Wang's weight was almost all on him, and he took the opportunity to catch his breath.
He hung up for a while, and suddenly found that a large amount of dust had been rubbed against his palm, so he let go of Jiang Tian's neck: "Come on, this stair handrail hasn't been wiped for a year."
"The bathroom is next to it." Jiang Tianchong raised his chin, "Go wash."
The moonlight streamed down the stairs of the rooftop, clear and bright. Jiang Tian got up straight and found a clean railing against which to wait.
After Sheng Wang came out of the wash, he walked towards him while shaking the water on his fingers: "Anyway, people want to be fair, so you have to apply it if I apply it, otherwise, this stubble won't go away."
Jiang Tian watched him walk to his side and asked, "Are you serious?"
"Yes, think about what to do." Sheng Wang said.
The two faced off for a while half-truth, and Jiang Tian finally compromised. He nodded, then squeezed Sheng Wang's chin and leaned in. The texture of Yang Jing's lipstick is slightly sticky, and there is a slight pull when the lips are separated from each other.
Jiang Tian stepped aside slightly and said, "I painted it."
"You just..."
"what?"
"No." Sheng Wang narrowed his eyes and bit again.
Little Pepper didn't expect to see such a scene when he accompanies the carp to the rooftop to relieve tension.
The corner of the corridor under the moonlight is not completely dark, everything has ambiguous outlines in half-light and half-darkness, and the boy she once had a heartbeat of quietly kissed another boy.
It wasn't until the two went downstairs that she recovered from the blank state of her mind and walked out from behind the bathroom wall on the other side.
It was very close to class B's playing time. Carp came down from the rooftop and was stunned when he saw Xiao Chili: "Chili? What are you doing? Why did you lose your soul when you went to the toilet?"
Only then did Chili really realize what she saw.
"Are you all right?" Carp became more and more worried.
Chili was grabbed by her arm and shook a few times before she recovered her voice. She opened her mouth and pursed her lips. After a while, he shook his head and said, "No, I just... just remembered something."
"What's the matter? Does it matter?"
"It's okay." Chili shook his head a few times and said, "It's okay."
The chorus of Class B itself is not very bright. It is just a program that saves time and trouble. It simply divided the parts. The girls in the front row held a lamp in their hands, and they managed to get a neat and warm place, but they still received warm applause when they stepped down. And the whistle, Sheng Wangxin said that it really saves face.
Classes that have performed cannot go backstage, and teachers will guide them to sit directly under the stage.
Sheng Wang wanted to slip away but was unable to slip away, so he had to sit down with everyone in the seat assigned to class B. He borrowed a tissue from a classmate next to him, wiped off the remaining color on his lips, then hooked his fingers on the slipknot and pulled the uniform tie.
Just halfway through, a few girls from other classes in the front row turned around: "You are very handsome today."
Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment: "Is this song handsome?"
"Why are you watching songs? Look at your face!" A girl was saucy and direct, leaning on the back of her chair and looking up and asking, "Do you mind getting a partner?"
"… "
Sheng Wang smiled politely: "I'm sorry, I already have it."
The girl turned her head in disappointment, but next to Shi Yu almost twisted her head off: "What did you just say?"
Sheng Wang leaned back in his chair, rolled up his torn tie and stuffed it into a ball and stuffed it with the entertainment committee member, "Why do you have such sharp ears at this time?"
"Really?" Shi Yu asked in disbelief.
"What do you think?" Sheng Wang said.
Shi Yuwu muttered for a long time, feeling that he was just making an excuse to refuse. Sheng Wang didn't say much, and pointed to the stage to signal him to watch the show honestly.
Shi Yu turned his head away, but he quietly disappeared.
The recent intercourse gave him a sense of unbridledness, so that sometimes he knew how to answer was the most rational, but he still couldn't help but want a little air.
He was just around the corner and wanted to tell everyone in all kinds of obscure words that he had someone he liked so much that he didn't want him to hide in the dark.
There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and the tide came and went. Sheng Wang recovered from the commotion, only to find that the cross talk between Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui was nearing the end.
The lights slowly dimmed as they stepped off the stage, and the last point disappeared in the upper right corner of the screen. The auditorium was quiet for a while, and then there were voices slowly as the lights came back on.
The chasing light is like a pillar from top to bottom, and Jiang Tian is standing at the center of one of the lights.
There was a restrained cry from the audience, but they couldn't resist the buzzing discussion on the side of Class B. Sheng Wang couldn't hear what they were saying. He was looking at the people on the stage, because the other party was wearing a His clothes, the white shirt that had been accidentally dumped with ink.
Only now, the row of ink dots is no longer visible. Jiang Tian tucked the half of his shirt into his trousers, and left the other half hanging out. The fabric was loosely draped between the waist and crotch, bending out a few geometric folds. It was cold, and it showed a bit of arrogance unique to big boys.
The color of his eyes was very light, and there was a slight light between his eyes. His eyes swept around the stage, he found where Sheng Wang was, and after a shallow glance, he lowered his eyes to try the sound.
Jiang Tian simply swept the string twice, lowered his hand and gestured to the carp beside him.
The wood tone of the guitar rang out unhurriedly. Sheng Wang once thought that this was a magical musical instrument, as if a random wave was a young man who was blinded by sunshine, like a teenager running on a long line in the playground, but it always carried some inexplicable memories.
So much so that he was clearly at this age, but at a certain moment he wanted to use "that year" to describe this scene.
That year, the person he liked finished playing a song on stage, and when he turned to leave the stage, his name was printed on his back.
The applause from the audience was warm and prolonged, like a grand blessing.
No one knew they were together, but everyone had seen them together.