In the afternoon, the sky turned cloudy, and the snow that had stopped for half a day began to fall again.
The class committee went out of school at noon to buy colorful flowers, ribbons and balloons, and was busy decorating the classroom and drawing blackboard newspapers. On New Year's Day in the afternoon, there will be a school live broadcast, which will be played on a multimedia projection screen. The principal, teacher representatives, and student representatives will all give New Year's greetings.
Xu Wenyang and several class cadres dragged the desks, chairs and benches in a "squeaky" manner, and arranged the classroom desks in a circle around the classroom, leaving a space in the middle.
Jianghuai is at the end, and the seat has not changed much.
He dragged the table to a position next to the back wall... and Bo Jian became the same table.
On Bo Jian's desk are piles of small boxes, large and small, carefully tied with colorful ribbons, and gift books with beautiful greeting cards pinned to them. Jiang Huai recalled that when he was just divided into shifts, he remembered that someone secretly put a floating bottle with a stack of paper cranes on Bo Jian's desk.
But those drifting bottles were all on Bo Jian's desk and appeared for a few hours.
Later, Jiang Huai never saw him again.
Jiang Huai suddenly remembered that his first impression of Bo Jian was that he was a good student, very polite, special, extremely popular, especially the Omega students... the little boy.
Bo Jian stacked the gift box and the book together neatly, and muttered softly, "Wood."
Jiang Huai didn't realize that Chairman Bo was judging him, and he kept his head upright and stared at the gift on Bo Jian's desk.
"Don't look at it." Bo Jianwei stood up, "I'm going to throw it away."
Jiang Huai raised his eyes: "?"
"Why throw it?" he asked.
Bo Jian narrowed his eyes, looking tired and lazy: "I don't like to use things from others."
"..."
"Didn't you take it apart?" Jiang Huai asked.
Bo Jian glanced over: "If you take it apart, it won't be a gift from someone else?"
"..."
Jiang Huai didn't know what to say to this good student who went down to earth and only drank mineral water when eating barbecue. This is indeed something that Bo Jian can do.
He stared at those books for a while, and asked, "Do you want to throw away the books too?"
Bo Jian didn't respond, his fingertips dug into the gaps in the book, and tore off the soft plastic cover of the new book. He turned a page: "Monken Paper, New Publishing House, a compiled author I have never heard of, two-color paperback..." He threw the book back on the top of the gift box, "I don't like it. I have this book a long time ago. gone."
Jiang Huai slowly frowned: "Then you don't want it. If you want it, you throw it away. Isn't this a waste?"
Bo Jian looked over, and a laugh escaped his chest: "Jiang Huai, you don't understand."
Jiang Huai frowned: "What do you know?"
"This kind of thing," Bo Jian said with a slight smile, "it's enough to let others think that you want it. It's just the necessary interpersonal relationship."
Jiang Huai only frowned and didn't speak.
This kind of thing is nothing more than making others think you are easy to get along with. He has been doing things that make others think he is easy to get along with, while Jiang Huai has been doing things that make others think he is not easy to get along with.
Bo Jian stood up and pinched Jiang Huai's braid: "I won't do useless things."
Jiang Huai frowned, and pushed Bo Jian's hand away: "Don't mess with my hair, I don't have a comb..." He raised his face, stared at Bo Jian, and lowered his voice, "Then you and I are in love, to you Is it useful?"
The class committee was in the front row of the classroom, and Jiang Huai's voice was so low that it could hardly be lowered.
Bo Jian didn't expect Jiang Huai to ask this, so he was stunned.
Useful. His first reaction.
He does not do useless things. He finished his high school science courses before he went to high school, because it was useful to do these things; when he reached junior high school and high school, his family couldn’t control him anymore, but he seldom sneaked out to play basketball like he did when he was a child, because Playing basketball is useless. He has been running for the chairman of the student union from junior high school to the first year of high school, because this position is useful for the evaluation of outstanding students; he does not participate in class activities, school group activities, because these activities are useful for everything except the so-called "collective sense of honor". no.
He does not do useless things.
But JAC has been doing useless things.
From parkour, to pretending to be an Alpha, to an Omega who doesn't know much, doesn't have much contact, and meets by chance.
Then agree to date him.
Useful.
Falling in love with Jianghuai is of course a useful thing.
But Bo Jian couldn't tell. All he knew was that he had nothing to do with pheromones or AO with Jianghuai. He had indeed used the convenience of Alpha pheromones to let Jianghuai approach him first.
But Jianghuai and him are like animals with natural phototaxis.
"Of course my boyfriend is useful to me." Bo Jian sat back and asked quietly, "Actually, I want your New Year's gift too."
JAC: "..."
He raised the corners of his eyes with a half-smile: "You don't want me to put this gift into the trash can together?"
Chairman Bo promised: "You will not throw away."
"But didn't you say that you don't need things from others?" Jiang Huai glanced at him, "You are a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and you always choose the publishing house when you buy books. This one is not good, that one is not good... I may not be able to meet your gift-giving requirements."
Chairman Bo's expression became reserved: "I don't want anything else," he glanced at Jianghuai's braid, "Just give me a hair tie that you used."
Jianghuai: "?"
Bo Jian stretched out his hand to Jiang Huai.
"Do you have hair to tie?" Jiang Huai glanced at Chairman Bo with a subtle expression, and he could barely use more than a dozen hair ties to tie it into the length of Xiao Jiujiu's hair, "I only have one. If you want a hair tie, you can go to school yourself. Shop to buy."
"I don't tie my hair, I want a hair rope from you."
Jiang Huai: "You don't tie your hair, what do you want a hair tie for?"
Bo Jian didn't speak, and passed his hand forward again.
Jiang Huai couldn't stand Bo Jian pretending to be good with him and reaching out to him.
Thin hands are rare and good-looking. He also has thin calluses on his knuckles where he holds the pen all the year round, but it cannot be seen from the outside. It's just that maybe it's cold today, and Bo Jian's fingertips are slightly red, as if they've been scuffed.
Such hands, Jiang Huai thought, are really suitable for making musical instruments.
He frowned: "I'll just give you a hair rope, what should I use?"
Bo Jian looked at him for a while, then withdrew his hand and fiddled in his pocket for a while.
When he stretched it out again, there was a water pink silk strawberry headband in the palm of his hand.
It's ridiculously familiar.
Jianghuai: "...?"
"I took it with me when I ran out that day." Chairman Bo said without changing his expression.
He paused: "I've washed it."
Jianghuai: "???"
"Give me the headband, and I'll tie the headband for you." Bo Jian said, "I'll tie a bow."
Almost as soon as Jiang Huai realized it, he withdrew the little strawberry ribbon from Bo Jian's hand. His face was on fire, and he was furious: "Are you crazy??"
He almost fucking forgot about it. Who the hell would have expected that Bo Jian would take this thing with him before he left? Did you wash it again? Wash it and use it again? ?
Bo Jian seemed to have forgotten what animal thing he did with this hair tie, lowered his eyes slightly, and stretched out his wrist to Jiang Huai: "Then if you tie it to my wrist, I won't want your hair tie gone."
Jiang Huai grabbed the ribbon that tied his own body, feeling as if he was holding a fire. He clenched the ribbon into a ball: "What do you want me to do with a hair tie?"
"Other people have boyfriends," Bo Jian said in a low voice, "If you tie a hair band around your wrist, it means that this person has a date."
Jiang Huai suddenly stopped talking.
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Chairman, are all the girls who tie hair bands on boyfriend's hands?"
Chairman Bo looked at Jianghuai's braid: "You are not a girl, but you have hair."
At half past one, Wei Heping returned from fooling around with a meal outside the school, entered the front door of the classroom, and caught a glimpse of Jianghuai's desk moved to the end of the classroom. Jiang Huai seemed to be sleeping in the middle of the day, with one arm under his pillow and the other hand resting behind his head... His hair was not tied up with a hair tie, but only held together with his fingers.
It was still snowing outside.
A thick and soft new layer had been accumulated on the outer window sills, and the sky became dim and yellow.
It's not even two o'clock. The two o'clock New Year's Day meeting will be held on time, and the first hour will be a live broadcast of the school's speech.
The music was turned on early in the class, and there was a lot of noise.
Zhao Tianqing returned to the classroom with a schoolbag full of snacks on his back. The seats were rearranged, and he finally found himself... He walked around and found that the same table was quite far away from him.
On the back wall of the classroom, in the corner near the back door, there is room for two desks.
Zhao Tianqing casually put a bottle of drink on Jiang Huai's desk, and Jiang Huai raised his eyes slightly.
"Hey, you didn't sleep?" Zhao Tianqing also noticed the problem: "Brother Jiang, where is your hair rope?"
Jiang Huai tightened his hair and sat up straight with no expression on his face: "It's broken."
Before two o'clock, Lao Lin arrived.
The deputy squad leader adjusted the projection facilities on the podium, and with a few "clicks", the students leaning against the wall turned off all the classroom lights. The curtains were drawn tight, and the already dark classroom became dark.
The projection screen showed a panorama of the school hall.
First the headmaster spoke. The classroom was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the faces of the classmates at the same table. The class was chattering with novelty and excitement.
Jianghuai Panasonic's hair came. His phone vibrated a few times.
President Qin: Happy New Year's Day.
President Qin: Remember to treat me to dinner.
Jiang Huai laughed, but didn't bother to reply to the message.
There is another message at the bottom.
Work hard duck: Happy New Year's Day! Today I ordered milk tea for our class and your class, and it will be delivered at 3:00, can you tell me and your class monitor in advance, will someone come to deliver it then? QAQ
It's Ni Li.
He has not contacted Ni Li for a long time.
Sometimes when we met at school, Ni Li would quietly look at Jiang Huai once or twice.
But that incident is over, and they will never meet again.
Jiang Huai squeezed the phone, paused for a while, and replied: "Okay."
There was a sudden commotion in the classroom, and Lao Lin was on the podium, still booing a little.
Hearing the sound, Jiang Huai casually glanced at the projection screen.
Bo Jian just came to the stage.
He is the only student representative who gave a New Year's speech this year.
He stood in front of the podium clustered with fake flower branches on the auditorium stage, with his eyebrows lowered, and the high-definition camera captured everything clearly. Bo Jian slightly adjusted the height of the microphone.
On his exposed left hand, there was a silver ring on the middle finger.
School rules do not allow students to wear jewelry. But the control is not strict. Some girls or Omega wear bracelets and necklaces, and the school teachers will not take care of them.
But this is thin.
It can be called a textbook for the typical requirements of students in the second middle school.
"What the hell? The chairman actually wears a ring?"
"Hey, I remember wearing a middle finger on the ring, which means that you are in a relationship..."
"Hush your voice!!"
Jiang Huai lowered his head. When Bo Jian raised his hand, he saw a thin black hair rope rolling down from the wrist of the cuff of Bo Jian's sleeve.
The back door was pushed open a crack.
Nobody noticed.
Except JAC by the back door. He turned his head and saw Bo Jian coming in.
Bo Jian turned sideways and closed the door without a sound.
Chairman Bo on the projection screen was still giving a speech.
Chairman Bo himself has returned to the classroom.
Jiang Huai looked at the projection screen, then at Bo Jian himself: "... aren't you giving a speech?"
Bo Jian pulled the stool away and sat beside Jiang Huai. He still has the air-conditioning of the outdoor snow field. At noon today, Jiang Huai didn't see him again after he was ordered to remove the hair rope.
"The speech has just been recorded." Bo Jian said with a light smile, "You won't believe it when the school says it will be broadcast in real time?"
JAC: "..."
The projection screen is not bright, and the lectures on the projection screen can be seen in the classroom, but the light from the projection screen cannot illuminate the entire classroom.
After being transcribed, Bo Jian's voice became a little deeper, but it was usually elegant and gentle.
Jiang Huai pretended not to hear, and turned to look at the screen.
His hand on the desk was squeezed, and Bo Jian said softly, "I'm here, look here."
"..."
Jiang Huai curled up his hands and didn't make a sound.
"The classroom is so dark."
Jianghuai still didn't make a sound.
Bo Jian turned his head and touched his ear with his lips: "Kiss me."
For a second, Jianghuai felt as if his heart had stepped out of space.
Bo Jian lightly picked Jiang Huai's chin with his index finger, and kissed his jawline delicately and ambiguously from the side.
"Bo Jian, don't..."
Don't mess around in the classroom.
Jiang Huai only opened his head, but Bo Jian broke with the touch, lowered his hands, lowered his eyes and said, "Jiang Huai, look at me."
Jiang Huai's Adam's apple rolled a few times. He turned away.
Bo Jian supported his chin, and kissed him fiercely.
What is it like to kiss in the classroom
Brain CPU explosion.
They are doing something shameful, in a classroom filled with more than forty people, everyone knows each other, doing a shameful thing.
When jumping from the top of the rooftop, the blood all over his body has never been so hot.
Like the next second, the heart is overwhelmed.
Bo Jian let go of him, and said softly, "Look, you said you didn't just want to have an affair with me. I kissed you, and you didn't even kiss me." He sighed, "I'm the only one wearing the ring." .”
"Your boyfriend is upset." He turned his head, "He also prepared a show for you."
Jiang Huai didn't understand, he frowned: "What program?"
"Instead of shows where you don't have to dance with girls."
Jiang Huai was silent.
No wonder he withdrew, Xu Wenyang didn't ask him much.
After a while, he asked, "Are you going to solve math problems in public?"
Bo Jian also frowned: "Do you think your boyfriend can do math problems?"
Jianghuai: "There are still physics problems."
Bo Jian: "..."
He raised Jiang Huai's hand, put it on his knee, and turned his head to sweep over: "I'll play the guqin for you later."
Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment: "Can you still play the piano?"
"Won't."
Jianghuai: "??"
But before Chairman Bo finished speaking, he said slowly: "I just bought the piano yesterday, and I just learned how to play the piano yesterday."
JAC: "..."
He suddenly remembered the red marks on Bo Jian's fingers that looked like rubbing marks, and the words "You can learn a fart in a day" were swallowed back abruptly: "You can learn in a day...?"
Bo Jian lowered his head and counted with Jiang Huai's fingers: "Hardworking and hardworking, has a foundation in music theory, and most importantly is very smart..." He raised his eyelids slightly: "Jiang Huai, don't judge others by yourself."
"...?"
The author has something to say: Jiang Huai: You lost me.