Song Yan agreed too readily, so that Ruan Tian was stunned for a moment before realizing: "Did you agree?"
"Ok."
"Why did you suddenly agree?"
Ruan Tian was dumbfounded.
Song Yan said coldly: "I saw a familiar friend."
Familiar friends
Ruan Tian opened the brochure suspiciously, and only realized that Huiying Foreign Languages was Song Yan's previous school in Beijing when he saw "Shang Wei, representative of outstanding students from Beijing Huiying Foreign Language School" at the bottom of the photo on the first page.
And this Shang Wei was directly invited by the organizer to participate in this final as the first place in the previous competition, and other ordinary contestants had to go through the preliminary round.
"Song Yan, not bad, your friend is very good."
Ruan Tian didn't think too much about it, only thinking that Song Yan wanted to catch up with old friends, so he happily took out a registration form and the brochure and handed it to Song Yan again, "Take the brochure first, go back and look at the competition process and precautions, then fill out the registration form and hand it over to me tomorrow."
Song Yan responded, and took it without hesitation. He didn't even want to take another look, so he turned and left.
Halfway there, I suddenly remembered something, and then I turned around and asked, "Teacher, where is the nearest ATM near the school?"
Ruan Tian hurriedly replied: "Whenever you roast, you must pass by the side."
"Ok."
Song Yan thanked him again before leaving the classroom quickly.
When he returned to the dormitory, Xia Zhiye hadn't come back yet.
Song Yan threw the things on the table and went into the bathroom with clean clothes.
When I finished washing, I wanted to throw the clothes into the washing machine for a wash, but I poured the laundry detergent and pressed the switch, but the washing machine didn't move for a long time.
Did it break down less than a month after you bought it
Song Yan lowered her head, pursed her lips, and tried one by one, but the washing machine just couldn't spin. After trying for ten minutes, Song Yan felt that the smile of Hello Kitty on the washing machine was extremely mocking.
When I was irritated to get a new washing machine, the door opened.
Xia Zhiye came in with a bag in his hand, saw Song Yan standing in the washing machine with a grumpy face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Yan impatiently threw out a sentence: "The washing machine is broken."
"?"
Didn't it work fine when I used it yesterday
Xia Zhiye put the bag in his hand on the table and walked over: "Let me take a look."
Song Yan backed away: "It's bad even if you look at it..."
clatter—
"… of."
Before Song Yan could finish his words, Xia Zhiye reached out and flipped the water valve lightly, and after a sound of water flowing, the washing machine started to turn obediently.
He turned very vigorously, and it made Song Yan's face slap and hurt.
Xia Zhiye leaned on the washing machine and looked at Song Yan. Song Yan looked down at the washing machine silently, and turned away after three seconds.
Xia Zhiye grabbed his wrist and dragged him back with a smile: "Don't go, I'll tell you how to use this, otherwise the clothes will be piled up and washed when I come back, and they will stink."
Song Yan thought to himself, now that I have money, I can do dry cleaning.
However, he still listened to Xia Zhiye's explanation reluctantly.
And after Xia Zhiye finished speaking, he smiled and asked like a kindergarten child: "Did our Song Yan children understand?"
Song Yan said with a straight face, "I'm not a fucking fool."
"Then our Song Yan kid is awesome."
Xia Zhiye's tone was so exaggerated that it was almost yin and yang.
Song Yan was so angry that he raised his leg and wanted to kick him.
Xia Zhiye hurriedly smiled and pressed it: "Praise you, and to praise our smart and cute little Song Yan, I also prepared a cute little gift."
Hearing the word gift, Song Yan instantly wanted to escape from the 613 dormitory as quickly as possible.
Don't blame him for presenting PTSD, the key is that Xia Zhiye's gift is really beyond the aesthetics of ordinary people, and he doesn't want to beat Xia Zhiye before leaving.
But the speed at which he fled was far less than the speed at which Xia Zhiye caught him.
Before he opened the door of the dormitory, Xia Zhiye reached out and caught him back, and with the other hand, he conjured up a small flower pot like a magic trick.
Song Yan originally thought that he would see another strange pink thing, but instead saw a shiny green thing, and frowned slightly: "What the hell is this?"
Xia Zhiye: "Iron Tree."
Song Yan: "? Do you think I'm blind or stupid?"
Doesn't he know that this thing is an iron tree
He wanted to ask what was wrong with Xia Zhiye suddenly giving him an iron tree
Xia Zhiye held the small iron tree not much bigger than his palm in front of him: "You will know if you look carefully."
It's just a small iron tree pimple that has just been transplanted, with a nice black small pot, nothing else special, and if you look closely, you can see what it is.
Song Yan looked indifferent and uninterested.
Xia Zhiye brought the small bonsai closer: "Look carefully."
"What's so good..."
etc…
Song Yan seemed to see something engraved on the body of the pot, squinted his eyes, moved closer, and took a closer look.
Song... Xiaoxi? !
Song Yan took a deep breath.
Sure enough, as long as it is a gift from Xia Zhiye, it will definitely be in his minefield.
After calling out, he greeted the past with a fist.
Xia Zhiye quickly hid Song Xiaoxi in his arms: "Iron trees are evergreen all year round and easy to feed. I'm asking for a good omen for you."
Song Yan was dubious: "Really?"
Xia Zhiye's expression remained unchanged: "Really."
"..."
Barely enough.
Song Yan withdrew his fist, sat down on the chair with a cold face, and wiped his hair, "I don't know how to raise it."
"Don't worry, the Song Xiaoxi I brought back will be taken care of by me. It's just that I'm not here for a while, so it's just a temporary foster care." Xia Zhiye said and put Song Xiaoxi on Song Daxi's table, "Look, it's green and healthy, How environmentally friendly, how cute, how full of vitality... Huh? Did you promise Ruan Tian?"
When Xia Zhiye was arranging potted plants, he came across the registration form and brochure on the table, picked it up and flipped through it: "Do you really plan to go?"
"Well, I'm sorry to refuse Ruan Tian."
Song Yan made a perfunctory sentence casually.
Xia Zhiye knew that Song Yan was soft-hearted, Ruan Tian had to wait a little longer, and it was normal for Song Yan to agree, so he didn't think too much, just continued to flip through the brochure: "The speech contest is on the 28th of next month?"
"Ok."
"That's a pity."
"What's wrong?"
Song Yan looked up.
Xia Zhiye leaned on the table, propped his hands on the edge of the table, looked down at him and said lazily: "The closing ceremony of our winter camp is also on December 20th, I can't come back to witness our brother Yan's charming demeanor."
It's fine not to come back.
Anyway, it is estimated that his demeanor will not be very charming at that time.
After all, he agreed to participate in this speech contest just to get back what Shang Wei owed him.
He didn't want Xia Zhiye to know his unpleasant experiences in the past, and he didn't want Xia Zhiye to stand up for him.
Some things have to be completely resolved by himself before he can really cross that hurdle.
Song Yan thought of these things, and his expression was not good.
Xia Zhiye bent slightly, leaned closer to his head, his voice was ambiguous: "What? Can't bear to let me go?"
Song Yan's ears burned again in an instant, and he moved the chair back: "Stay away from me!"
Not only that, Xia Zhiye leaned closer, deliberately whispering into Song Yan's ear, "I'm going to Beijing soon, isn't it far away?"
Song Yan gritted his teeth, but if he stepped back, there would be a wall, so he could only stand up and push Xia Zhiye, but when he came together, he ran into the arms of Xia Zhiye, who had been planning for a long time.
Then Xia Zhiye whispered: "I agree with the 21-day cold treatment plan you mentioned, so when I come back, can you give me an answer?"
Song Yan tried to play dead.
Xia Zhiye was not forgiving, and with a casual smile, he said lazily: "Song Yan, you tease me while refusing to agree to me. This is a test of my character and legal awareness, you know?"
Song Yan didn't understand and raised his head.
Xia Zhiye looked down at him: "Have you heard the story of Zhang San, an outlaw?"
"..."
Grass.
Song Yan kicked Xia Zhiye away: "What do you pretend to be in your head all day long?"
Xia Zhiye said without hesitation, "You."
Song Yan: "..."
Why on earth is this guy so rude and coquettish
What did I see in him? !
Pooh.
Who has taken a fancy to him.
Song Yan became angry from embarrassment, lay on the bed, pulled off the quilt, turned around, turned his back to Xia Zhiye, felt Xia Zhiye trying to pull his quilt, and directly said coldly: "I advise you to take a bath now if you want to cherish your life."
Xia Zhiye stopped moving: "Don't you cherish the last time you spend with me?"
"Go away."
"Aren't you going to see me off tomorrow?"
"No."
"Won't you tell me to pay more attention to safety in Beijing, study hard, and don't play tricks?"
"None of my business."
Song Yan used indifference three times to maintain his cool brother image.
However, when the sound of water came from the bathroom, he quickly jumped out of bed, opened his schoolbag, took out a stack of thick envelopes, stuffed them into the bottom of Xia Zhiye's schoolbag, and then lay back on the bed and pretended nothing had happened.
The training and out-of-province competitions of contestants have always been money-consuming parts. Even if the school in the first province will reimburse part of the expenses, but after all, there will always be times when you need money when you are out alone.
He transferred the money directly to Xia Zhiye, and Xia Zhiye would definitely not accept it, but he didn't want Xia Zhiye, who was obviously so good, to worry about money when he was competing with other people.
Moreover, the Beijing food is unpalatable, the price is high, and it is still cold, what if Xia Zhiye is hungry and frozen.
The more Song Yan thought about it, the more worried he became, and finally sent Shen Jiayan a WeChat message, asking him to go to the training camp if he had time to take a look at it, so that he could barely feel relieved.
On the day Xia Zhiye left, he reluctantly took Xia Zhiye all the way to the security checkpoint wearing a hat and mask, and after confirming that the stack of money left with Xia Zhiye safely, he took a taxi from the airport back to the dormitory alone.
Only then did he realize that Nanwu's airport was so far away from No. 3 Middle School.
When he walked from the end of the corridor to the 613 dormitory alone, he was already prepared to welcome the deserted and dark room.
However, as soon as the door was opened, the bright lights poured down, Song Yan was slightly taken aback, then looked at Xiaopang who was moving his quilt to the upper bunk, and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
"Brother Yan, are you back?" Fatty crawled on the top bunk and tucked in the last corner of the quilt, "Master Xia said you can't sleep alone at night, so let me come over to accompany you."
"..."
"From now on, I will wake you up every morning, and I will accompany you to eat lunch and dinner."
"..."
"Also, the instruction manual for the washing machine is under Hello Kitty, the key to Zaijiu Lane is in Xia Ye's drawer, and Xia Ye also gave me your list of taboos."
"..."
"So don't worry, when Xia Zhiye comes back, I promise you will have all your hair."
"..."
Song Yan stood where he was, suddenly not knowing what emotion was in his heart.
After a brief silence, he nodded: "Well, it's up to you."
After finishing speaking, he walked into the bathroom.
Shower, go to bed, turn off the lights.
business as usual.
Song Yan felt that he was actually not that dependent on Xia Zhiye, even if Xia Zhiye wasn't around, he would have to live by himself.
So I took a sleeping pill, closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Waking up thirsty in the middle of the night, but extremely sleepy, unwilling to open his eyes and get out of bed, according to his usual inertia and instinct, he called out in a daze: "Xia Zhiye."
Rarely no one responds.
Song Yan's bad temper came up again, and he loudly shouted impatiently: "Xia Zhiye!"
The upper bunk was shocked suddenly: "What's wrong?!"
Then the stairs shook violently: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
Why is this person making such a big noise today
Song Yan turned around impatiently: "I'm thirsty."
"Then drink water, what are you calling?"
"?"
Did Xia Zhiye change his voice at the age of sixteen or seventeen
And how dare Xia Zhiye talk to himself like that
Song Yan's bad temper finally accumulated to the top. He opened his eyes and was about to scold someone, but then he saw the person in front of him holding a mobile phone and turning on the light, and the face illuminated by the light was round and pale.
Even if Xia Zhiye was run over 800 times by the wheel, it would not be possible to grow like this.
So at that moment, the soul of the district-level taekwondo champion of Beijing elementary school students who had been lurking in Song Yan's body for many years awakened, and he swung a straight punch with incomparable standards and swiftly.
Fatty watched helplessly as the fist hit his belly with lightning speed, and uttered three question marks in horror, but before he could cry out, he felt his soft belly accept it. A fatal blow, and then fell heavily to the ground.
He lay on the ground, hugging himself wrongedly.
For the love of others, who can understand what he has paid for.
The author has something to say: Xiaopang: I am worthy of a title today
Don't worry, little chubby meat shield, it's okay, brother Yan will also offer his apology sincerely, and the friendship can still be maintained.
Shang Wei appeared in Chapter 20, and the speech contest appeared in Chapter 40, mainly to fill in the pits and foreshadowing buried before, and there will be no new storylines!