"Is this... a confession?"

Teaching building.

Class 14 classroom.

Both men and women looked at Liu Yiyi almost instinctively.

During evening study, he privately made a love confession on the radio. Is there anything more romantic and expressive than this?

Under everyone's envious gaze, Liu Yiyi raised her head and tucked her hair behind her ears.

The seemingly calm face hides a mixture of pride and disdain.

If she wants to ask for her forgiveness by singing a song, then she is too worthless.

At the very least, I have to buy her a pink Motorola pager to show my sincerity, then she will consider it.

Of course, it's just something to consider.

But Pan Yinian's next words made Liu Yiyi's pride freeze on her face.

"I used to be a lot like you. I don't know how many times I wanted to just walk away and end it all."

"But I finally made it through."

"Because someone said something to me."

"He said: If you're not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of?"

"Get up where you fell. If you're sad, just slap the other person in the face. At worst, you can start over."

"Now, I give this to you."

"Did you hear it?"

In the broadcasting room.

Pan Yinian looked at the black-faced god outside the wooden window with a guilty conscience, and shouted with gritted teeth:

"If you hear it, answer it."

"I risked punishment by kicking open the door to the broadcasting room. If you didn't react at all, I would be at a huge disadvantage!"

Pan Yinian's shout spread throughout the campus through the loudspeaker.

The people in Class 14 looked at Liu Yiyi, whose face was ashen, with complicated expressions.

It seemed like he was mocking Liu Yiyi's self-conceit.

It also seemed that Liu Yiyi had missed the most romantic thing in high school.

Chen Ningning, standing on the roof, felt a sense of inexplicable loss at first.

But as these words reached her ears, her eyes lit up again.

Looking into the distance, there was the black-faced god standing outside the window of the broadcasting room.

Looking into the distance, she saw the lamp in the broadcasting room that helped her illuminate the abyss.

Chen Ningning slowly raised her hand to protect her mouth and responded loudly.

But she was standing too far away, and the doors and windows of the broadcasting system separated her, so Pan Yinian couldn't hear her response at all.

"Why don't you just respond?"

In the broadcasting room.

Pan Yinian shouted at the top of his lungs.

But as he was shouting, Pan Yinian suddenly slapped his forehead and cursed.

"?..."

"I'm such a pig-brained person! You'd better stop shouting. You're too far away. I can't hear you even if you scream at the top of your lungs."

"Before I get caught by the Black-Faced God, I'll give you one more thing to say, and to all my high school classmates:"

"College Entrance Examination...I'm not afraid of you!"

"Everyone... and you, the special one, shout with me..."

"College Entrance Examination, I'm not afraid of you!"

Pan Yinian hadn't finished speaking yet.

An extremely sharp soprano voice came from outside the wooden window.

It was so heartbreaking that it seemed as if the night sky would be torn apart by the shouting.

Pan Yinian suddenly turned his head to look.

I saw that Chen Ningning was standing outside the window at some point.

Eyes red.

Pear blossoms bring rain.

With his fists clenched and his body bent, he roared at him, "Gaokao, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Ahhh, college entrance examination, I'm not afraid of you!"

Looking at Chen Ningning who gave up jumping off the building.

Excited and not knowing how to express himself, Zhang Xing also started shouting at the top of his voice.

Immediately afterwards, deafening shouts were heard from the direction of the teaching building.

"College Entrance Examination, I'm not afraid of you!"

"College Entrance Examination, I'm not afraid of you!"

"College Entrance Examination, I'm not afraid of you..."

……

boom!

The door of the broadcasting room was opened by Zhang Xing.

Chen Ningning suddenly threw herself into Pan Yinian's arms, bursting into tears and shouting.

"College Entrance Examination, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Gossip girl, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Pan Yinian, I'm not afraid of you, you bastard, you're two-timing, I'm not afraid of you..."

Pan Yinian's face suddenly turned dark.

Zhang Xing looked confused.

Even the poplar trees that were swaying with the students' excitement were paused.

It's so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.

Principal Dong, Lao Gao, Lao Liu, and others had faces that were exactly like the Black-Faced God, which completely irritated Pan Yinian.

"No, big sister, you can't repay kindness with hatred!"

"Your business has nothing to do with me."

Pan Yinian became anxious.

"Huh? Did I...did I yell wrongly?"

Chen Ningning raised her head and looked at Pan Yinian with tears in her eyes.

"What do you think? Think about what you just shouted?"

Pan Yinian's face was full of black lines.

"Ah...I'm sorry."

Chen Ningning suddenly came back to her senses, apologized repeatedly, wiped away her tears, turned around and picked up the microphone beside her.

Resolute and cold, she looks like a female general about to draw her sword and charge.

"Zhuang Ziwen, you bastard, you're two-timing. You can't afford to offend the mayor's daughter, but you're bullying me, right?"

"You ripped my clothes and accused me of seducing you."

"You, a piece of trash who barely made it to the big red list, are you worthy?"

"Pan Yinian, he's more handsome than you, more romantic than you, more talented than you, and has better grades than you. Even if I had to throw myself at Pan Yinian..."

Snapped!

Before Chen Ningning could finish her words, Pan Yinian quickly turned off the radio.

If Chen Ningning continues talking like this, yellow mud will really be stuffed into her crotch.

But even so.

The way Zhang Xing and Principal Dong looked at Pan Yinian was still full of weirdness, and even an indescribable sharpness.

"I...I said something wrong again?"

Chen Ningning looked at Pan Yinian timidly.

"What did you say?"

……

At last.

Chen Ningning looked back every few steps as she followed Principal Dong and the others.

Without Chen Ningning, who could lose control of her words at any time, Pan Yinian breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile became relaxed and comfortable.

After all, he changed history.

Chen Ningning did not jump off the building, and the class teacher Lao Gao did not have to resign and feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Kicking doors, secretly broadcasting, singing and rocking the building, the whole school is in an uproar, and the senior high school students have regained their fighting spirit...

No matter what he did, it can be considered as a great deed, right?

Do not……

It's not just about infinite merit.

This night.

It has left an indelible mark in the hearts of all the teachers and students of No. 5 Middle School.

Even when they are old and gray, their faces are filled with nostalgic smiles when they mention this night.

They can never forget.

The true legend of smashing and singing - Pan Yinian.

Really blind——Liu Yiyi.

A real scumbag——Zhuang Ziwen.

This night also left the students of No. 5 Middle School with an unsolved case.

What is Zhang Xing calling out to Class 1 of Senior 3? Is he going to confess his feelings too? Who is he going to confess to?

But in this matter, apart from the parties involved and Pan Yinian, no one else could come up with the answer even if they racked their brains.

This also became one of the biggest unsolved cases before the 98 college entrance examination.

Just as Pan Yinian was standing in the evening breeze, with his hands in his pockets, enjoying this rare coolness comfortably.

But Zhang Xing's words ruined my good mood.

"Yinian, I always feel that there's something wrong with the way Black-faced God and Principal Dong looked at us when they left."

"I have a feeling I'll be on the podium tomorrow..."

"Oh, damn, can you shut up?"

Pan Yinian was so angry that his scalp tingled and he chased Zhang Xing to beat him up.

What the hell.

If this happens again, he will be sent to prison for the third time.

How can he still be a human being?

He did a good thing this time.

Besides, the Black-Faced God and the others shouldn't be that inhuman...

Pan Yinian couldn't sleep that night.

Oh my God, it seems he is not asleep either.

The next day.

Just after the morning exercise ended, the voice of the Black-Faced God came from the loudspeaker.

"All classes, please pay attention, assemble in front of the podium..."

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