Monday morning.
As soon as he arrived at the school, Ling Song saw the red list posted at the school gate.
As expected, Wen Yuanchu won the first place in the provincial competition, and his ranking was very high, so he entered the provincial team.
A group of students gathered around the red list and discussed, envious and worshiping Wen Yuanchu.
Province 1 in Materials Competition, Province 3 in Mathematics Competition, plus one Province 1 and 1 Province 2 in the sophomore year of high school, Wen Yuanchu's results, even if he did not perform well in the national finals, he can still get the best universities Qualifications for lower-scoring admissions.
But if you want to be recommended directly, you must get a good ranking in the finals, but no one doubts that Wen Yuanchu won't get it.
Ling Song thought to himself, things that are difficult for others, seem to be always easily done by Wen Yuanchu, he is always like this.
In the following day, teachers and classmates were talking about this matter.
Zhang Yang also made fun of Ling Song with this matter: "Girl, your husband has already entered P University with one foot, you have to work hard to make it, or you will end up with a different school romance, which little bitch will take advantage of it!" And if you enter, girl, you have no place to cry."
Ling Song didn't want to talk to him.
He and Wen Yuanchu are like this now, and they don't know what it is.
If someone really took advantage of the situation and entered, Wen Yuanchu was lured away.
... Forget it, he doesn't want it yet.
That's a liar.
After school in the afternoon.
When leaving the school gate, Ling Song was stopped by the uncle in the reception room, saying that one of his packages had arrived.
Ling Song was a little surprised when he heard the words, even if he bought things, the courier was always delivered to his home, so what package was sent to the school
The uncle in the reception room smiled and handed him the package.
Ling Song took it.
Sender, Wen Yuanchu.
Holding the small box and getting into the car picked up by the family, Ling Song bumped the box, and there was a rustling sound inside.
After a little hesitation, he took out the key and cut the tape to unpack the box. Inside were two packs of vacuum-packed cotton candy.
Wen Yuanchu's WeChat message came in: Did you receive the courier? I am currently training at a school in the next city, and I just arrived at noon today. The cotton candy I sent you is a specialty of this city. Your family doesn’t let you eat too many snacks. I sent it to the school specially. You can try it. It’s quite delicious.
Ling Song unpacked it, threw a piece of candy into his mouth and chewed it a few times.
The taste is really good, soft, soft and sweet, which is his favorite taste.
Wen Yuanchu: Two packs of marshmallows, eat slowly, don't eat too much at one time, if you think it's delicious, I'll send it to you.
Ling Song didn't plan to talk to him.
This person went to the provincial team for training and didn't study hard, what was he thinking all day long
At night, Ling Song sat at the desk, eating cotton candy while doing homework.
The two packs of candy quickly came to an end, and the homework and papers assigned by the school were all finished.
Ling Song stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining sweetness on his lips, and let out a long breath.
Wen Yuanchu's WeChat message came in again: Have you finished your homework? If you don't understand, you can shoot the topic to me.
Ling Song took a picture of a big stuck question on the physics test paper and sent it over.
Within two minutes, the complete problem-solving process was sent back.
Wen Yuanchu: I saw the photos you took. Why did you finish eating the two packs of marshmallows? If you eat so much sugar at night, you will be careful of tooth decay.
Ling Song rolled his eyes, the candy is given to me, what do you want me to eat
After he brushed his teeth and washed his face and lay down on the bed, another new WeChat came in.
Wen Yuanchu: I won't let you eat too much, are you unhappy
Wen Yuanchu: I used to control you all the time, I didn't let you eat ice cream, I didn't let you eat candied haws outside the palace, you were always unhappy.
Wen Yuanchu: I'm just doing it for your health. I'm afraid that if you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable, and the things outside the palace will be unclean. Don't be unhappy.
Wen Yuanchu: Cotton candy, if you like it, I'll buy it for you.
Ling Song couldn't stand his chatter, and finally replied.
Ling Song: No need, it's too sweet and not tasty.
Wen Yuanchu: Forget it, there are other delicious things here, and I will send them to you in two days.
Ten minutes later.
Wen Yuanchu: Will the school have a three-day holiday for National Day next week? The training team is only here for one day, and it will take me two hours to go back by car. If you still don’t want to see me, I will not go back at all, so as not to run back and forth.
Wen Yuanchu: Ling Song, do you want to see me
If you love to come back or not, what are you doing to me
Ling Song thought so, but didn't reply.
He found that Wen Yuanchu was trying to trick him.
This man's heart is really dark, it is clear that he lied to others first, but now he puts on a generous and careless attitude, and pretends to be wronged and asks if he can come back, as if he bullied him and refused to let him come back.
Pooh.
Wen Yuanchu: Forget it, I won't go back, don't worry.
Wen Yuanchu: It's late, go to bed early.
Ling Song turned off the phone angrily.
On the National Day holiday, Wen Yuanchu did not come back.
For a group of senior high school students who are struggling, the three-day vacation is as good as not having it.
Ling Song and the others only had eight test papers for each subject, and they couldn't be happy even after the holiday.
At the class meeting in the afternoon on the last day before the holiday, Ling Song was lying on the desk, absent-minded.
Listening to Ma Guosheng's nagging on the podium, he told them not to go out and fool around during the holiday, and don't let their minds play wild in three days.
Ling Song pouted.
With so much homework, where can I go wild
Wen Yuanchu was right, Ma Taifu in this life was as pedantic and rigid as his previous life.
He thought about this time last year again.
At that time, he had just remembered the things of his previous life, and lost the memory of this life. He was ignorant and at a loss, and he was able to adapt easily, and nothing went wrong. In fact, it was thanks to Wen Yuanchu.
He really should thank Wen Yuanchu.
But Wen Yuanchu shouldn't have lied to him.
If Wen Yuanchu had told him at that time that he was Wen Che...
He may be even more afraid, hiding at home every day.
But at least that way, he won't be fooled by Wen Yuanchu into falling in love with him.
Well, probably not.
Just think of the nasty nonsense he said when they were in love, and the embarrassing behavior of chasing Wen Yuanchu frantically before when he lost his memory.
Ling Song felt ashamed.
They all blame Wen Yuanchu for deceiving him.
The man didn't know how long he had watched his jokes.
Now she still has the face to pretend to be wronged and pitiful in front of him.
During the three-day holiday, Ling Song honestly did homework for three days at home.
Not only did he complete all the test papers and exercises assigned by the school, but he also completed the other tasks that Wen Yuanchu gave him.
On the day of the holiday, Wen Yuanchu sent him another package.
This time it was sent directly to his home.
In addition to various snacks, there is also a set of reference books selected by Wen Yuanchu for him.
Wen Yuanchu ticked off some of the content and told Ling Song to study by himself.
Ling Song complained and complained, but he did what he had to do, and then compared the reference answers by himself, and took pictures and sent them to Wen Yuanchu if he didn't understand.
Wen Yuanchu will clearly write out all the steps omitted in the reference answer and send it to him.
In this way, the learning efficiency is no worse than Wen Yuanchu's face-to-face tutoring.
After finishing the last paper, Ling Song had just put down his pen when the phone screen lit up.
Wen Yuanchu: Have you finished your homework
Wen Yuanchu: School will start again tomorrow, right? My roommate also came back to live tonight. He was on vacation two days ago, and his girlfriend came to see him specially, but he didn’t leave until today. He and his girlfriend stayed outside for three nights.
Wen Yuanchu: I am quite envious of him, and some people are thinking about him during the training camp outside.
Ling Song.
Wen Yuanchu had pretended to be serious before, but he tried different ways to flirt but failed to get what he wanted.
… Now what’s the point of saying that
Wen Yuanchu: Ling Song, when you were sixteen years old, you told me that you wanted to marry a wife and that you should not be ashamed of your ancestors. I know those great principles were taught by the Tai Tuo, but you actually don’t understand love.
Wen Yuanchu: You think you can feel at ease when you marry a wife and have children, and you don’t have to worry about it all day long. But at that time, I found that I fell in love with you. I didn't want you to marry a wife, and I didn't want to see another person who was closer to you by your side. I used various reasons to evade you, but it was just for myself Selfish desires.
Wen Yuanchu: But later you said, you don’t marry a wife and have children, and you have no choice but to choose a marriage for you after you have no face to face your dead father and queen. But the marriage is settled, you are still unhappy, and you don’t see a smiling face. Later, the wedding is delayed again and again, and you are not in a hurry. You always want me to accompany you, and you are afraid that I will stick to me. I often have an illusion at that time , I am different from others in your heart.
Wen Yuanchu: So, Ling Song, in your heart, am I different from others
Ling Song was speechless.
He doesn't know either.
He was indeed stupid and stupid in his previous life. He was driven out to become the emperor. Since then, he has been shackled by countless shackles.
Don't dare to think, dare not do.
Was Wen Che different in his heart
Ling Song closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the past.
He hid in that dark dry well, and when he was dying, it was the man who pushed away the rockery at the mouth of the well.
As the daylight faded, he raised his head and saw that person approaching with a frosty face, he hugged him, and said to him in a low but firm voice, "Don't be afraid."
Ling Song didn't reply.
For the next month, he still went to school, finished school, and did homework alone every day.
Ling Song has gradually gotten used to this rhythm.
In the monthly exam in October, his grade ranking has increased by nearly 150 places, which is higher than the final exam in his sophomore year.
After getting the report card, Ling Song pouted lightly.
Without Wen Yuanchu, he wouldn't be so bad.
He resolutely did not want to admit that it was Wen Yuanchu who helped him bet on the last big math problem in this exam.
So his math score has improved by more than ten points.
Wen Yuanchu would send WeChat messages every night, no matter whether Ling Song replied or not, he could talk to himself by himself.
Ling Song finally knew that once this person started talking, he was more talkative than anyone else.
Maybe he had an extra mouth when he was reincarnated.
Wen Yuanchu: I won the first place in this training class test, and I will go to Beijing tomorrow, and I will stay there for a week. As long as I can get the ideal ranking, I will be able to give you a walk. When I go back, I will give it to you Make a systematic review plan, and before the end of the last semester, at least the top 100 advanced grades.
Ling Song: Oh.
After being bombarded by Wen Yuanchu's WeChat for a month, he occasionally replied, although most of the time there were only a few words like this.
Wen Yuanchu thought highly of him, and was sure that he would be in the top 100 before the end of last semester, which he himself didn't even have the confidence to do.
Wen Yuanchu: I'm leaving tomorrow, Ling Song, don't you have anything to say to me
Wen Yuanchu: Could you say a few more words
... Why is this person so stubborn.
Ling Song: Come on.
Ling Song: Win the gold medal and walk to success.
Wen Yuanchu: Thank you.
Early the next morning, Wen Yuanchu flew to Beijing to participate in the competition.
Ling Song was always restless in class, his eyelids were twitching, and he always felt that something was going to happen.
Inexplicable, can not help but make people upset.
At noon, he returned to the classroom after eating, took out the exercise book and was about to study for a while, when someone in the classroom suddenly yelled.
The boy held his mobile phone in his hand and said "I'll go", and seven or eight students gathered around to watch.
After that, all kinds of surprised, suspicious, and probing eyes turned to Ling Song.
Ling Song hasn't reacted yet.
Zhang Yang and the others dragged him outside the classroom, and stuffed his mobile phone into his hand, which was the page of the school's post bar.
Someone posted a photo of him and Wen Yuanchu kissing in the school stairwell.
Ling Song was stunned.
It was near the end of last semester, and once it was his turn to clean the classroom, Wen Yuanchu stayed and waited for him, and then the two of them walked the latest, in the empty stairwell at dusk, he grabbed Wen Yuanchu and kissed him, Wen Yuanchu pushed him to the corner and kissed him directly on the lips.
Did anyone see it at that time? Even took pictures
The poster cursed him and Wen Yuanchu with obscenities, and there were all kinds of voices below, and tall buildings were quickly built.
It's one thing to make a fuss about CP, but if two boys really fall in love, the acceptance of public opinion may not be so high.
After a few minutes, refresh again, and the post has been deleted.
The class monitor hurried over and reminded Ling Song: "Teacher Ma told you to go to his office."
Zhang Yang and the others looked worried, Ling Song came back to his senses, and nodded at them: "It's okay, I'll go tell the teacher."
The teacher's office is on the first floor downstairs.
Ling Song went downstairs, but at the corner of the stairs, he ran into an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
It was Jiang Yiming who was transferred to another class after the previous fight.
Ling Song pretended not to see him, and went downstairs quickly, when Jiang Yiming suddenly laughed and squinted at him with his eyes hanging: "I didn't expect, you and Wen Yuanchu are really two dead gays, is it comfortable to go through the back door? "
Ling Song stopped in his tracks, turned his gaze away, only looked at Jiang Yiming's disgusting eyes, and instantly understood.
"You posted the post?"
He said he never offended anyone.
Is there something wrong with this man? Haunting them all the time
Jiang Yiming proudly said: "You don't care if I posted it, maybe someone can't see you two perverts and eliminate harm for the people."
Ling Song endured it, ignored him, and went straight downstairs.
Jiang Yiming yelled at him again: "Hey, you and Wen Yuanchu, are you messing with him or is he messing with you? It must be Wen Yuanchu messing with you, right? Wen Yuanchu's kind of stinky fool who thinks he's always pulling and jerking off. Is it cool to force you? ? No wonder he puts on a bad face when he sees everyone, it turns out that he is born with a psychopath - oops!"
Before Jiang Yiming finished speaking, Ling Song who turned around punched him in the face.