On the day of No. 2 Middle School's celebration, the school was full of banners, and the notice board was covered with posters. The red and bright one was quite festive. It said: Warm congratulations to Liyang No. 2 Middle School for its 67th anniversary.
Ribbons are also carefully hung at the gate of the school.
The students went in through the door with their schoolbags on their backs and discussed the whole way.
The students from the student union started to set up the auditorium a few days ago, and after the layout was almost done, they concentrated on preparing for the afternoon rehearsal.
All the teachers in the school were dressed in formal attire.
Old Tang was not considered young at first, but his aesthetics were a few years older than his age, and he had a soft spot for old-fashioned cloth shoes. Now put on formal clothes, and finally bring the aesthetics back to the passing line, the whole person looks very energetic.
But Old Tang still looked a little uncomfortable, standing on the podium, raising his hand and pulling his tie from time to time.
"Xu Jing said in the group that she would go to the auditorium for rehearsal after lunch," He Chao poked Xie Yu with a pen and asked, "Do you remember your actions?"
Xie Yu was lying on his stomach, resting his head on his arm and looking at him: "Remember."
He Zhao raised his hand and rubbed it quite naturally. The little boy's hair was soft and he didn't want to let go: "I don't really believe what you said."
Xie Yu was not very motivated in rehearsal. Most of the time, he just moved along with a cold face. Xu Jing didn't even worry about Luo Wenqiang, who danced like a dancer, but worried that Xie Yu would not be able to keep up with his movements.
Xie Yu just felt that since he knew it all, it was a bit annoying to rank it over and over again: "Believe it or not."
Mad Dog is rarely sensational today. He read the history of No. 2 Middle School to the teachers and students on the radio, briefly reviewed every footprint in the past sixty years, and finally said: "Actually, the most important part of our No. 2 High School history is not What a glorious achievement, but not what a superior faculty... It is your children who spent three years of high school in No. 2 Middle School this year after another."
Xie Yu had a headache listening to the mad dog's endless chatter on the radio, and casually opened the comic book beside him.
This set of comic books was brought from home by Wanda. There are ten volumes in total. They are themes of passionate colleges and universities. They have been circulated in the classroom for a few days.
The day before yesterday, Luo Wenqiang secretly watched in math class, was taken away by Lao Wu, and was fined ten math problems. These people were itching for it, and they planned to sneak into the teacher's office to get it back while Lao Wu was not paying attention.
"Old Xie, is it a man?" He Chao wanted to take him with him, but Xie Yu was not very interested, so he provoked him, "Are you afraid?"
Xie Yu: "I'm afraid of a dick."
As a result, they followed Wanda around the door of the office for several times. When they saw Lao Wu opened the comic book, it was a class break, and they didn't give them a chance to start: "..."
Xie Yu didn't turn two pages when he heard He Chao say from the side: "Teacher, you are today... Yushu is in the wind, handsome and handsome. You are a dozen years younger, you are very handsome."
When He Chao spoke, he leaned back, and even the seat was tilted up, swaying.
Liu Cunhao understood it and said, "It's like Aaron Kwok in No. 2 Middle School."
After all the good things were said, Luo Wenqiang could only say, "It's just one word anyway, handsome!"
The whole class laughed and clapped their hands in agreement.
Old Tang touched the top of his head embarrassedly: "What nonsense."
After Lao Tang finished speaking, he put his hand on the edge of the podium and stopped pulling his tie.
Xie Yu stared at He Chao, who was swaying on the chair and looked out of shape.
As winter approaches, some classmates who are afraid of cold have already put on winter clothes. This person is still wearing thin clothes, but he looks like a stove, and even his sleeves are folded up, revealing a wrist.
Before Liu Cunhao casually mentioned that if he is not the monitor, the most suitable person in the class to be the monitor should be He Chao.
It is quite suitable.
This person looks unruly, but in fact he just doesn't show off.
The school celebration party is selected after school, that is, the time for self-study at night. The students who participated in the rehearsal had to go over at noon. After lunch, Liu Cunhao bent down and took out the performance obedience from the table: "Then why don't we just skip half a day of class, which is great."
"Don't be complacent," Xu Jing and Xu Qingqing said as they took their clothes and said, arm in arm, "Hurry up and change your clothes, and gather at the stairs when you're done."
It is definitely inconvenient in the classroom, and being shirtless is not good, so you can only go to the toilet cubicle.
There were only six compartments in total. Liu Cunhao and the others ran in to occupy one of them. They moved very fast, as if they couldn't catch up with the hot dishes if they took a slow step. In the end, only the innermost room was left.
Luo Wenqiang succeeded in occupying the second-to-last one, and while locking the door, he said, "I'm sorry, Brother Chao and Brother Yu, you two just squeeze."
"… "
Xie Yu stood at the door of the toilet holding his clothes, wanting to kick Luo Wenqiang into the toilet.
"Let's go," He Chao couldn't ask for anything, he smiled and grabbed Xie Yu's shoulder, "Squeeze?"
The compartment space is too small, two people can meet while standing in it, not to mention undressing.
He Chao moved quickly and took off his shirt in three or two strokes. Just as Xie Yu pulled down the zipper of his jacket, his elbow accidentally touched He Chao's waist. A little hard.
The boy's body is lean and his abdominal muscles are not exaggerated, and he is uniquely youthful at the age of eighteen or nineteen.
"You let it go," Xie Yu paused, then said, "Get over there."
Liu Cunhao and the others didn't forget to chat while they were changing their clothes. When they talked about the hot-blooded comic, they said in a loud voice, "I've seen the fifth volume. Who is the sixth?"
"Six doesn't exist anymore."
"In Lao Wu's hands."
"You haven't stolen it yet?"
"...How to steal! You tell me how to steal! Old Wu is watching every class, and he hasn't finished it yet!"
In addition to changing clothes in the compartment, there are also many people coming in and out.
Xie Yu put on his clothes and put on his trousers every three times. When he looked up again, He Chao was leaning against the door and staring at him: "What?"
He Chao had already changed, and the white shirt was a little bit inadvertently showing a ruffian look on him. The top three buttons were unbuttoned, and it was wide open.
"Look at you," He Chao said, "Why are my children so beautiful?"
Xie Yu zipped up his trousers a little bit, then took two steps forward, raised his hand to help him button up his clothes, wrapped his fingers around the buttons, and felt the person's body temperature through the fabric, reminding: " You, those who have a boyfriend, don't be too showy."
He Chao didn't move, he let Xie Yu buckle up two, he couldn't help but lowered his head and approached him.
"Brother Chao, are you okay?"
Rowan was so powerful that knocking on the door was like smashing the door. He knocked a few times, and the door of the compartment shook.
He Chao: "… "
Luo Wenqiang finished knocking, and it took a few seconds for the door to open. He was about to turn around and show off his new look. By the way, he asked if he was handsome, and he saw that He Chao's face was not very good.
Said to hurry up and gather at the entrance of the stairs after changing. Xu Qingqing and the other girls were slow to change clothes, so they dawdled for a while.
When they got dressed and came out, the boys had been waiting at the entrance of the corridor for five or six minutes.
Luo Wenqiang, Wanda and the others deliberately stood near the corridor, standing in a row, with a serious concave posture, Luo Wenqiang put one hand in his trouser pocket, Liu Cunhao wrapped his chest, his expression was cold and his eyes were blurred.
Xu Jing glanced at the group of neurotics and went to the two facades of the third class.
The facade of the two classes was low-key, sitting side by side on the stairs.
Xie Yu had his legs bent, and the low-waisted denim on his lower body was still ripped, straight and slender, and he could clearly see the large swathes of skin protruding from his knees, so white that his eyes dazzled.
Xu Jing was stunned for a few seconds.
He Chao held the phone in his hand, and the other hand hooked Xie Yu's neck. It seemed that he wanted to take a picture with him, but Xie Yu was obviously not happy, and showed no expression to the camera.
This person is not very good at taking pictures, and the angle is also strange. If it weren't for the two people's good looks, they were all supported by their looks, otherwise they would be the scene of a car accident.
But He Chao was also very confident: "How about it, look at my composition."
"Fuck it," Xie Yu said, standing up, "Wake up and be realistic."
The school auditorium is not used many times. In addition to this kind of school celebration performance, it is only used when students are called to hold a grade meeting.
The stage is covered with wooden floors, with 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 too hard on their lips, saying that they would hang up other classes, but as soon as they stood on the stage, their legs went soft.
Luo Wenqiang: "Why didn't I find out that our school hall is so big before?"
Liu Cunhao: "Are there so many people sitting under the stage?"
Wanda: "Does anyone want to pee?"
"Are you cowardly or not," He Chao stood in the middle, and jokingly kicked Luo Wenqiang lightly as he spoke, "What did you say when you came just now?"
Luo Wenqiang, the representative of "Universe Invincible Men's Team": "...We are counseling."
Although Xie Yu did not participate much in the rehearsal, he did not make any mistakes during the whole rehearsal. When boys dance on the stage, even if their movements are not standard enough, they don't need a lighting engineer to play the lighting effects, and the whole person emits a dazzling light.
Unlike Zhang Yang, who was full of performance desires, Xie Yu didn't really want to express himself, but he couldn't help others looking at him.
I can't take my eyes off it.
After Xu Jing finished dancing, as the last sound fell, the stone in her heart also fell, and she said in her heart that she must be stable this time.
At 6 o'clock in the evening, the audience came in one after another, and the empty auditorium became lively.
In the first row sat the school leaders, with their names and titles on the table.
After the two hosts finished a long series of opening remarks, they began to report on the program: "... Next, I will invite the students from the first class of high school to bring us poetry and recite "My School", and applaud."
The performers are all arranged to sit in the first row, so that they can come to the stage later.
There was nothing interesting about the poem recitation. Xie Yu heard the back, turned his head and asked, "Which class are we in?"
"Didn't read the program list? Behind the second class, the eighth one."
"I didn't pay attention."
During the speech, after the last sentence of the poem was recited, the two girls on the stage bowed and bowed, and then all the lights in the auditorium went out. When the light slowly turned on after a few seconds, the two people who were reciting the poem had already stepped off the stage, and standing on the stage were two hosts who attended the ceremony: "Thank you very much for the wonderful performance brought to us by the class. On this special day, I believe everyone is as excited as I am…”
The high school sophomore and second class program was a skit, which made the whole audience burst into laughter and just woke Xie Yu up.
"It's our turn," Xu Jing said from the front of the queue, "Get ready, don't be nervous."
Luo Wenqiang was so nervous that he stared at the stage without blinking. He didn't stop every show. When he turned his head to pass the words back, he saw Xie Yu sitting on his right still rubbing his eyes, half-squinting. Quite sleepy: "It's our time - Brother Yu, you are too calm."
There were rumors before that the two bosses from the third class were going to come to power. For this reason, several buildings were built in the school's post bar, and they were all shouting, "It's worth it, if you can take a look at it in this fucking lifetime, it's really worth it."
Although they have fantasized in their minds countless times, no one thought that seeing it with their own eyes would be even more shocking than imagined.