In fact, Uncle Goemon at the school gate doesn't care who enters or leaves. The 404 is nothing more than an excuse.
The management of the school is very loose. Compared with the 82 middle one before the first year of junior high school, it is almost like no one is in charge. They fought twice in the dormitory, but no teacher knew about it, and neither the housekeeper knew about it.
There are even fights on the girls side. Although the scale is not large, they seem to be more frequent than on the boys side. All of them are quite fierce.
They first went to the canteen to drink water. Every time they had a physical education class, they would come to drink water. At first, they found a bottle of water to drink from the dormitory on the first day of the new year. However, Zhou Chunyang asked them to drink water every time. .
"Next time I will ask for water," Gao Xiaoyang said, "It's always bad for Chunyang to ask for it."
"Come on," Zhou Chunyang said, "How much do you live on a month?"
Gao Xiaoyang thought for a while and just about to speak, Zhou Chunyang said, "I won't cap it."
"Fuck you." Gao Xiaoyang said with a smile.
"I'll talk about it when I don't want to invite it," Zhou Chunyang said, "I just have a little fun. I like a group of people to have fun together."
After drinking the water, a group of people strolled out of the school gate. Zhou Chunyang took it to the small hot pot, and took a taxi with Yan Hang to the city on the first day of the junior high school.
"Happy birthday." After getting in the car, Yan Hang said to Yan Hang on the first day of the month.
He really has no birthday experience, and he is always afraid of missing any steps. Since seeing Yan Hang, he has been reminding himself that he will say happy birthday for a while.
"Thank you," Yan Hang said with a smile, then leaned in and asked in a low voice, "Have you brought a gift?"
"Well," Chu nodded, thinking about it and sighed again, "normal people have this, so chasing, do people want gifts?"
"That's how I am chasing normal people who want gifts," Yan Hang sighed, "I charge protection fees."
On the first day of the year, he smiled, took his own bag and patted, lowered his voice: "Here."
"I want to speak quietly," said the driver's brother, "are you afraid that I might steal it?"
On the first day of the junior high school, he smiled a little embarrassedly.
The small box in the bag was packaged beautifully. The small box was originally bought alone, and one box cost fifteen yuan. He bargained the price and said that he didn’t understand. Zhou Chunyang helped him say it. Afterwards, he said that as a young master, he never paid for it. After bargaining so hard, I am afraid that people will chase them out and beat them if I walk slowly.
Yan Hang ordered a birthday cake for himself in a well-known cake shop. After getting out of the car, they went straight to pick up the cake.
It's a big chocolate cake, very big, and there are many small chocolate flowers on it.
"It's beautiful, ah," Lu Yi carried the cake, "is it delicious?"
"Have you never had a birthday cake?" Yan Hang asked.
"Ah," Chu Yi smiled, "Yes."
"Me too." Yan Hang looked down at the cake box.
"Go in a while, where to eat?" asked on the first day, he brought a few hundred yuan out, ready to see where to eat, if it is not too exaggerated, he can treat him.
"Seafood," Yan Hang said, "I have booked a table, and it's at the beach. You can watch the sea while eating. You can watch it all night until you have enough."
"Senior?" asked again on the first day.
"Normally, it's just a bit of a normal little shop, there are many here." Yan Hang said.
"I'm a treat." said the first day.
Yan Hang glanced at him, and laughed for a long time at the beginning.
"Laughing fart." said the first day.
"My birthday, I have to treat me," Yan Hang said, "You want to treat another day."
"...Oh." On the first day of the new year, it seemed that it was indeed that every time a classmate called for a birthday, it was always at home or a family booked a table in a restaurant.
The small shop that Yan Hang picked is indeed right by the sea, and the table he ordered is on the second floor platform, where you can watch the sea with the sea breeze.
great.
When I sat down on the first day of the new year, I looked around. Except for them and the family of three next to them, the other tables were all lovers.
This is really a city where everyone loves to fall in love.
Yan Hang had already ordered the food before he came, and they started serving the food soon after they sat down.
On the first day of the new year, he held his chin and turned his head to look at the sea over there.
Now that the sunset has passed, there is no scene of the sunset falling into the sea, but the clouds that meet the sky and the sea in the distance are still glowing with dark red light, which looks very magnificent and beautiful.
On the first day of the first day of the new year, I took a few photos with my phone, hesitated and sent it to Moments.
This is the first time he has posted photos to Moments since he played WeChat for so long, and he didn't set it to be visible only to himself.
"I'll just broadcast it." Yan Hang said suddenly.
"Do you want to preview first?" Chuyi watched him take out his mobile phone.
"Weibo will start as soon as you say it. What's the notice?" Yan Hang pressed on the phone.
"You've been here now, and you've been so angry and terrible," said the first day of the new year. "No notice, no one is watching too much, so melancholy."
"If you say a few words, I'm not at all melancholy," Yan Hang glanced at him, "Brother Dog."
He didn't wait for the first day to speak, he suddenly laughed again, and after having a lot of fun at the table, he spoke again: "Hey, today I was inquiring about the first day of the first year with the two girls."
He sighed on the first day, he already knew what Yan Hang was laughing at.
"They told me, "Dogs, there is the playground behind," Yan Hang said happily, "I almost got sprayed. I just gritted my teeth for the sake of your face."
"I'm so moved," said the first day.
"You're welcome," Yan Hang said with a smile, and started the live broadcast, first facing the sea with his mobile phone. "This is where I stay now. There are mountains and seas, beer and barbecue..."
On the first day of the new year, he leaned over and looked at the screen. He kept saying that Yan Hang was too angry, but in just a few minutes, he actually came in one after another... More than forty people.
It's not completely exhausted.
-Brother Xiaotian finally showed up before I graduated from university
-Howling like a pig holding a mobile phone
-This is where? Can anyone tell it
-Oh sea! so beautiful!
"I'm eating, you can take a look if you haven't eaten yet," Yan Hang picked up a plate of clams that had just been served. "This is my favorite. Although it is very common, I like it very much..."
The camera of Yan Hang was still facing the sea. It was estimated that he wanted to raise the plate in front of the camera. With the sea behind him as the background, he reached out to take the plate and help him hold it.
"I'll help you eat one." Yan Hang stretched out his hand, took a clam from the plate, and handed it to the mouth of the first day.
On the first day of the new year, he held the plate in a daze, opened his mouth and grabbed the clam.
-Hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
-Wannian can't see enough hands. . . .
-Beautiful hands! Get another one
-Wait a moment!
-Who lifted the plate
-. . . . Damn it! Who lifted the plate
-Thank you
"I'm holding a plate," Yan Hang took a clam and put it in his mouth, pressed the phone lens down, and pointed it at the hand holding the plate on the first day of the new year. "To be honest, I have four hands."
On the first day of the first day of the year, I was a little trembling with a smile.
The speech on the screen was swiped quickly, and there were gifts in the middle. He couldn't see clearly, and he saw several shouting to look at his face.
The waiter continued to serve the food, it was a big fish.
I put down the plate of clams on the first day of the new year, and prepared to lift the fish plate.
Yan Hang held his hand, the camera pointed at his hand first, and then slowly moved up, following his arm.
-This angle
-Brother Xiaotian actually has four hands facing each other
-I already know who the opposite is
-I also
-Little handsome guy! Little handsome guy!
-It must be a handsome baby!
When the camera was aimed at Chu Yi's face, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and raised his hand to cover it.
"On the first day of junior high school," Yan Hang smiled, "say hello to the ladies."
"Hello everyone," said the first day.
The speeches on the screen were full in an instant, and Yan Hang was too late to read it.
He knows how these little sisters feel. The little handsome boy who was a little shy and shy at the beginning has become a handsome boy in a year.
Perhaps the cautiousness of the year is still in his body, and the things that have been engraved in time are not something that can be thrown away, but the first one has the courage and ability to press those traces into the corner.
Yan Hang looked at the first day in the camera.
It's a little different from looking directly at the first day of junior high school, so that he has a more obvious feeling.
The feeling that the little dog has grown into a dog brother.
"It's eating," Yan Hang is still in the old habit, and there is nothing more to say, "It's closed."
He put down his phone and picked up a sheaf of beer: "Come and touch one."
On the first day of the new year, he picked up another tie and ran into him: "Happy birthday, Yan Hang."
"Sentence is appropriate, it sounds like no stammering." Yan Hang raised his eyebrows.
"You are, you are not particularly scared, I am afraid I will not someday, I will stutter," he drank a big sip of beer on the first day of the year, "you said, but I am."
"I can't tell you now," Yan Hang also took a sip of beer. "It's mainly because you owe you so much and you don't stammer anymore. I'm afraid you will be beaten."
"You cover, me." Chuyi said with a smile.
"Don't worry," Yan Hang looked at him, "After talking about the cover, just say what you say, I'm afraid you don't need my cover, Brother Dog."
"Dog." Corrected him on the first day of the new year. He took an abalone and ate it very vigorously. The soup flowed down the fingers to the wrist without paying attention.
"Little dog," Yan Hang drew a paper towel and stuffed it before the soup flowed to his cuffs. "Let's fish your sleeves. You eat so savagely."
"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and wiped his hands with a tissue after eating this one.
Then he grabbed his sleeve and pulled it up.
After pulling twice, he stopped suddenly.
Pull the sleeve back a little bit.
Yu Guangli Yan Hang didn't move, he probably didn't see the gauze that had exposed a corner.
This is not a big deal. He should be able to use the gauze in a few days. He doesn't want Yan Hang to worry. After all, from the perspective of Yan Hang, he does boxing and fights. He has no memory of being bullied and beaten. His memory is full.
He fiddled with the cuffs, pretending that the sleeves would fit here, and then reached out and took another abalone.
Just after taking a sip of soup, Yan Hang stretched out his hand.
He didn't have time to avoid it when the speed was too fast, and Yan Hang had already hooked his cuff with his finger.
"How did you do it?" Yan Hang asked.
"The door clip, the clip, it’s me, we stayed at that door, yes, yes..." He didn’t lie too much in the first year of the year. This nervous stutter made him unable to speak anymore, so he could only stop and sigh. After a sigh of relief, "When fighting, I'll wait for it."
Yan Hang sighed.
"It's almost done." Added a note on the first day of the new year.
"Did you pack it yourself?" Yan Hang asked, "Let me see."
Did not move on the first day.
"Believe it or not, I will smoke you." Yan Hang looked at him.
At the beginning, he stretched his arm forward and put it on the table.
Yan Hang pulled up his sleeves, pinched the corners of the gauze and took a look, frowning, "It seems that the mouth is quite deep?"
"It's okay." The first day of the year replied.
"It's going to be a while," Yan Hang said and looked at the side. "Where's the waiter?"
"What are you doing?" Lu Yi looked at him.
"Order some other dishes," Yan Hang said, "It seems that I can't eat seafood because of the wound."
"Rumors." said the first day.
Yan Hang looked at him.
"Rumor." said it again on the first day of the day.
"Are you sure?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes.
"Zhou Chunyang's brain, come to the door," said a gesture on the first day of the new year. "This, such a big one, I have a mouth, and I will pay at noon. I will go out to buy it. I have two crabs and crabs to eat."
"What the hell is this?" Yan Hang asked.
"He is a native," said the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang didn't say anything, he added: "It's not a rumor, I want to eat too."
Yan Hang sighed, thought about it and smiled again: "Eat, eat, it's a big deal, get better slowly, eat."
On the first day of the new year, I immediately caught a piece of fish and put it in my mouth. He was intoxicated after eating, "What is this, what kind of fish?"
"I heard them call it Zhaihua," Yan Hang said. "It's a sea bass."
"Ah," he took a look at the first day of the year, and put a piece in the Yan Hang bowl. "Why not, not the village flower?"
"The stockade is bigger?" Yan Hang said, "sounds a little more grandiose?"
At the first laugh, I ate two more bites.
It's really delicious. The seafood in this restaurant is very good. Although they are all popular things, such as sea oysters, clams and various snails, they taste very good, plus this relaxing and enjoyable environment.
After eating a meal on the first day of the new year, I didn't even finish drinking a bunch of beer, but I felt a little dizzy.
"Are you still eating?" Yan Hang asked, "Do you like that big wave snail? Have another one?"
"Save a little belly, eat with your stomach..." Turning his head and looking around, "Where is the cake?"
"Let the waiter put it in the freezer," Yan Hang said, "Would you like to eat now?"
"Eat," grabbed his own bag on the first day of the new year, "I still want to give it, a gift."
"Okay," Yan Hang smiled and beckoned the waiter to come over, "Let me see what you gave me."
"Good thing," rubbed his nose on the first day of the new year. "It's just Zhou. Chunyang helped me pick it. I didn't give it. I gave someone a formal gift."
"I'm also happy that you gave me three pairs of socks for ten yuan." Yan Hang said.
"The stingy," said the first day of the day, "you are the one who said it."
"Keep your grudges," Yan Hang laughed, "but I really want you to give it more expensive."
"Don't worry, it's expensive." Chu nodded.
The waiter took the cake and helped them put the birthday candles in.
The birthday candles nowadays are very convenient, just one 1 and one 9 without having to count and insert them.
"Happy birthday!" I don't know which table someone shouted.
"Happy birthday!" several people followed.
"Thank you!" Yan Hang responded with a smile, and then whispered to the waiter, "Please help me cut the cake for a minute for these tables."
"Okay." The waiter nodded.
"Sing a birthday song." Yan Hang Chong Chuyi lifted his chin.
"I didn't sing, I sang..." He hesitated on the first day of the junior high school. He shouldn't sing other songs except the national anthem when he grows up. He can sing birthday songs, so I'm afraid that he could not sing well.
"It's okay." Yan Hang said.
With a smile at the corner of Yan Hang's mouth, the beating flame of the candle reflected his face in a faint warm yellow.
"Okay," the first day of the day looked at him, took a breath, and then began to sing very quietly, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
"Don't you stammer?" Yan Hang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Don't fight, can you interrupt?" The first day of the new year stopped, "Listen carefully."
"Okay." Yan Hang nodded with a smile.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." I started singing again on the first day of the new year, "Happy birthday to you..."
Halfway through the singing, he saw the smile at the corner of Yan Hang's mouth deepen, and it slowly spread with an uncontrollable momentum.
"Happy birthday to you..." he finished singing.
Yan Hang and the waiter next to him applauded him.
"Do you want to blow it now?" Yan Hang asked.
On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, and he didn't know the steps.
"Make a wish first," the waiter reminded, "close your eyes and quietly make a promise in your heart, it won't work if you say it."
"Okay." Yan Hang hooked the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes.
On the first day of the first day of the junior high school, he held his chin and looked at him, took out his mobile phone and took pictures of Yan Hang and the 19-year-old birthday cake in front of him. After a while, Yan Hang opened his eyes.
"Come here." Yan Hang waved at him.
Chu sat next to him, Yan Hang put his arms around his shoulders, took out his mobile phone and handed it to the waiter: "Trouble."
The waiter raised his mobile phone, and Yan Hang pressed his finger against the first day's face. He followed his strength and tilted his head towards Yan Hang.
"One, two, three, razor clams!" said the waiter.
The two of them were stunned and laughed together, and the waiter pressed the shutter.
After taking the picture, Yan Hang bowed his head and blew out the candle.
The waiter began to help them divide the cake.
Yan Hang is indeed not very experienced. If this cake is not divided between the other table and the waiter, they will not finish eating it anyway. They cut more than half of them, and the rest can still be cut into four pieces.
After the waiter walked away, he took a bite of the cake on the first day of the new year, and closed his eyes while chewing, and was so intoxicated: "Okay, okay... it's delicious."
"I gave it to you." Yan Hang pushed the two cakes in front of him to him.
"No," Chu Yi smiled, "together."
"What about the present?" Yan Hang asked as he ate a piece of cake.
On the first day of the new year, I opened the bag, took out the small gift box from it, and placed it in the middle of the table: "For you."
The box is black, with a dark blue bow tied on it. At first glance, you know that this is definitely not the color you matched for the first year of the first year. If you match it for the first year of the first year, it will probably be a pink box with a tender yellow bow.
The box is very delicate, and when Yan Hang picked it up, it felt a little weighty.
He gently opened the lid of the box and saw the contents at a glance.
A lighter with raised wings.
"Zippo?" He smiled and took out the lighter.
"Well, the angel, the wings," he leaned on the table and introduced him on the first day of the new year, "there are two kinds, black ice and ancient, ancient silver, this is ancient, silver."
"This is pretty." Yan Hang nodded.
"I also think," Chuyi smiled and looked at him, "do you like it, do you like it?"
"I like it," Yan Hang flicked on the tip of his nose, "I like it very much, thank you."
"Try it?" said on the first day of the new year, "I have filled it with oil."
Yan Hang flipped the lid of the lighter, and with a light stroke, a small flame rose up. He turned the lighter twice between his fingers, and then closed the lid.
"You..." His eyes widened on the first day of the day, "This can also be played."
"I know how to play a lot, how about passing the time," Yan Hang smiled and stretched out his hand in front of him. After turning his fingertips for a while, the lighter opened the lid with a ding and then the little flame jumped out again. "Dog."
"You play this live, this," said the first day of the day, "no need, rely on my face."
"Fuck off." Yan Hang laughed.
I looked at him on the first day of the new year, and after a while I remembered and asked: "When I just sang the birthday song, when you laugh, what?"
"Huh?" Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly turned to the beginning, and smiled at the sea over there, the smile was a little too much to hold.
"Yes, it's not polite, it's polite!" He started to laugh when he was taken on the first day of the new year, although he didn't know what he was laughing at.
"You haven't sung a song before, haven't you?" Yan Hang asked while happily.
"National Anthem." said the first day.
Yan Hang laughed again.
He seemed to understand something in the first year of junior high school, and sighed: "Am I running, out of tune?"
"No," Yan Hang shook his head, "I didn't even hear the first sentence. I found out later that you didn't have a tone at all, and every sentence has a tone."
"Recite the scriptures?" asked the first day.
"Almost." Yan Hang continued to laugh.
After a pause on the first day of the new year, I couldn't stop laughing.
"Neither of me, I don't know." He was a little embarrassed and thought it was very funny, he rubbed his face for a long time, and sighed again.
"Maybe it's because I sing less," Yan Hang smiled and patted his face. "I will take you to K song when I have time. You can learn a few songs at random, and then sing to see if there is still a tune."
"Can you sing?" Lu Yi looked at him.
"Me," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I actually sing less. I've sang with my dad a few times before, and I heard him call out. I can't get him. I just got him in the first two hours. I don’t know how to sing."
"Then please, please go sing, sing," said the first day of the new year, "I won't talk to you, grab it."
"Snatch me and beat you." Yan Hang said.
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
Yan Hang smiled and watched him silently.
On the first day of the junior high school, he stared face to face with him. After a while, he said, "Happy birthday."
"Happy." Yan Hang said.
"Happy birthday," said the first day of the new year, "Ming, next year will be happy and happy."
Yan Hang turned the lighter in his hand and turned it on, looking at the flames: "Happy."
The author has something to say:
Let me tell you, I see some people counting the age of Brother Gou. Brother Gou’s birthday is obviously earlier than that of the prince. The prince has two birthdays. How could Brother Gou be 15 years old? ﹁_﹁.