I won't chase you a second time

Jiang Wensong and Shen Xingwen arrived at Zongying's large classroom 10 minutes earlier. There were already many students sitting in the classroom, but they all sat in the back row tacitly, and no one cared about the front row.

The two went directly to the back row of the classroom and sat down. Shen Xingwen quickly took out two books and placed them in the empty seats in the front row.

One minute before class, He Mingxu and the others came in dawdly.

Shen Xingwen scanned Wang Haohao's outfit up and down, and couldn't help laughing, "Yo~ Handsome Wang~ This hat is fine."

Wang Haohao raised his chin to Shen Xingwen narcissistically, and sat down heroically.

"As expected of fashion." Shen Xingwen gave a thumbs up.

"Are you fucking looking for pumping?" Wang Haohao raised his fist.

"Hahahaha, I've said it all, the final completion of fashion is the face." Shen Xingwen continued to insert the knife happily.

"Gan!"

Jiang Wensong listened to the quarrel between the two, looked carefully at Wang Haohao's attire, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile.

The two of them talked about this and other things, Jiang Wensong looked away from the window, but met He Mingxu's eyes.

But in the next second, He Mingxu quickly looked away.

Jiang Wensong blinked, and continued to look out the window. The weather today is also very good. The blue sky and the white and soft clouds, and the yellowed leaves outside the window are rustling with the breeze. It is really a good day to make people sleepy.

The voice of the little bee seemed to come from far away, rustling with low-quality noise. The teacher spoke enthusiastically alone, regardless of whether the people below listened or not.

However, although this teacher doesn't care whether you listen or not in class, he is surprisingly enthusiastic about the roll call, and he is proficient in roll call, and the school is famous for the difficulty of skipping classes.

After Shen Xingwen suffered two losses, he understood some of the teacher's methods from the description of his seniors, and he didn't dare to skip this teacher's class casually.

Because the teacher's lecture sound was too hypnotizing, Jiang Wensong barely propped his chin to take notes at first, but after a while his eyelids involuntarily sank, and he dozed off after a while shaking his head.

Shen Xingwen, who was sitting next to him, saw Jiang Wensong's head bouncing left and right, and found it interesting. He turned sideways, pointed at He Mingxu and the others, and took out his mobile phone to take a video.

In the video, Jiang Wensong propped his chin, opened his lips slightly, and nodded his head in a daze, looking cute and funny.

"Hahahaha." After filming, Shen Xingwen finally couldn't help laughing.

He Mingxu watched Shen Xingwen push Jiang Wensong awake, Jiang Wensong opened his eyes with difficulty, there were still faint red marks on his cheeks.

Shen Xingwen hurriedly handed the recorded video to Jiang Wensong.

Jiang Wensong frowned, looked at Shen Xingwen puzzled, felt dizzy after waking up, barely saw himself dozing off in the video, woke up after a while, reached out his hand angrily, grabbed the phone and deleted it video.

Shen Xingwen cried out what a pity it was a pity.

Jiang Wensong punched Shen Xingwen, threw the phone to him, and fell down completely.

Not long after, the students in the back row got down on the ground in a big way, and they were very sleepy.

Jiang Wensong adheres to the principle of having fun in his freshman year. Recently, he has paid special attention to the two clubs he joined, and he will hardly miss every training session.

The guitar, which I didn't know anything about before, has shown some results, at least I can play a little star...

The seniors and sisters of the guitar club often put simple tools on the small square of the school at night and start playing and singing.

The small square is the only way for students to go back to the dormitory from the teaching building and the library. Every time, there will be many students who have finished their evening self-study or returned to the dormitory from the library to stay and watch.

The Guitar Club specially organized a freshman performance tomorrow evening. Although the small square is not even a stage at all, Shen Xingwen and Jiang Wensong were still nervous. They hugged their guitars and pulled He Mingxu together to practice in the empty classroom all day long. .

Although He Mingxu had a cool face, he taught him very patiently.

Jiang Wensong lowered his head, looked at the strings he was plucking with his fingertips, and frowned tightly.

He Mingxu leaned against the back of the chair, looking at Jiang Wensong's fingers.

Fair and slender, with some pink in the joints.

"wrong."

"..." Jiang Wensong paused, and the music stopped abruptly.

He Mingxu stretched out his hand, broke off Jiang Wensong's finger, and put it on another string.

"continue."

"Oh..." Jiang Wensong didn't dare to look at He Mingxu, and continued playing sullenly.

"Ding——" the strings made a harsh sound again, Jiang Wensong pursed his lips, and continued to play pretending nothing happened.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong's ears that were slowly turning red, and pursed his lips.

"Ding——" Shen Xingwen made a piercing sound from the side at an untimely moment.

He Mingxu frowned, turned his head to look at Shen Xingwen, and criticized him neatly.

"It's too difficult," Shen Xingwen frowned, "my little head can't hold so much knowledge."

He Mingxu unscrewed the cap of the mineral water, took a sip of the ice water, and didn't even bother to look at Shen Xingwen, "If you repeat the words again, get out."

"It's so vicious, so scary~" Shen Xingwen moved to the side, and continued to bow his head and play the noise fearlessly.

When it came time for the real performance, it might be useful to just cram for the time being. Although Shen Xingwen played a few notes wrong, he still finished playing smoothly.

At the end of the performance, Shen Xingwen hugged the guitar and smiled like a two hundred and five, winking at Jiang Wensong.

Jiang Wensong hugged the guitar, and didn't have time to respond to Shen Xingwen's winking eyes. Looking at the students gradually gathering around him, he slowly became nervous.

Shen Xingwen, who had finished the performance, had let go of his nervousness, and cheerfully took the camera he borrowed from He Mingxu, and squatted in front, saying that he wanted to take pictures of Jiang Wensong's life.

The senior sister circled a small circle on the ground with colored LED lights, surrounded by a bright circle, and there were a few colorful balloons floating beside it, which was full of atmosphere.

The melody is very simple, and after practicing for so many days, as soon as Jiang Wensong's fingertips touched the strings, he subconsciously played the familiar music.

He Mingxu stood aside, looking at Jiang Wensong who pursed his lips slightly and played seriously.

Under the twinkling lights, the face in my memory that always smiled sweetly at me seemed to gradually overlap with the current Jiang Wensong.

After finishing playing the piece in fear, Jiang Wensong bowed and stood aside with the guitar in his arms.

The surrounding students still applauded very much.

Jiang Wensong heaved a sigh of relief, looked up at He Mingxu who was standing aside, his eyes sparkled, "How is it?"

"Very good." He Mingxu nodded without looking at him.

"Yeah." Jiang Wensong nodded affirmatively, it was pretty good, and he didn't make a mistake.

Shen Xingwen, who took a lot of photos, ran over holding the camera, "Sure enough, I feel like I'm a lot more skilled in taking pictures."

Holding the camera in his hand, Shen Xingwen shared with the two of his freshly released photographs.

Jiang Wensong looked carefully at himself in the photo, not because he was smug, but because he was really handsome.

The dim light fell on his hair and shoulders, his head was slightly lowered, and his handsome profile was sunk in the shadows, looking very artistic.

"Very good." Jiang Wensong nodded repeatedly.

"That's it~ I'll post it to you in the later stage!" Shen Xingwen was very proud. He seems to be learning PS recently with his senior sister, holding the mouse and fiddling all day long.

"Brother Xu, don't you need this camera urgently? Can you lend me a few more days?" Shen Xingwen asked.

"No hurry, you use it."

"Hey! Thank you Brother Xu!"

When the guitar club ended its performance, everyone went to the barbecue restaurant outside the school together and started having dinner happily.

The senior smiled and teased Jiang Wensong, "Xiao Song, just now a lot of juniors asked me for your contact information~"

Jiang Wensong smiled shyly, "Let's forget senior sister, I don't plan to fall in love yet."

"Huh? If we don't talk about university, when will we talk about it?" Senior sister asked in surprise.

"Cut—" Shen Xingwen groaned in displeasure, "Senior sister, it would be nice if you told me that~"

Senior sister turned her head to look at Shen Xingwen, "You? Don't talk about junior sister, haven't senior sisters already added a circle? They are active in the comments of other people's circle of friends every day."

"Haha, you're an ordinary sociable little expert." Shen Xingwen suddenly became a little stinky again.

Jiang Wensong was relieved when he saw that the topic was suddenly changed again, he lowered his head and continued to eat fried skewers. The delicious fried skewers were served with ice-cold Coke, a veritable happy meal.

"Our Junior Brother He is not bad-looking! He has a good figure, and he must be chasing a lot of girls!"

He Mingxu sat across from Jiang Wensong, and the senior sitting next to him reached out and patted He Mingxu on the shoulder.

He Mingxu smiled politely when he heard this, and shook his head again.

The people around were chatting and wondering why the topic moved to He Mingxu again. The seniors inquired about He Mingxu's love life intentionally or unintentionally, and asked many questions. After learning that He Mingxu has no girlfriend now, It seems that the atmosphere on the table seems to be better.

At the end of the fried skewers, the seniors started drinking again.Jiang Wensong did not take a few sips under the protection of his serious refusal and his seniors.

When the dinner party was over, the dormitory was about to be closed, and a group of people went back to their respective dormitory buildings noisily.

He Mingxu was a little drunk, and walked in front with big strides. Although he was drunk, his steps were still steady.

Jiang Wensong dragged Shen Xingwen, who was also drunk, and followed slowly.

He Mingxu walked outside for a while, and when he was about to reach the dormitory, he suddenly turned his head, "Do you want to eat the barbecue at the school gate after school tomorrow?"

The barbecue restaurant in front of the high school tastes the best. In the past, Jiang Wensong liked to eat the grilled sausage from their restaurant the most.

But before Jiang Wensong answered, He Mingxu turned his head again, "But tomorrow's last class is Lao Zhang's, it's really annoying, I must delay the class..."

Jiang Wensong stood behind, staring blankly at He Mingxu who was muttering back to his dormitory.

I just ate barbecue today, want to eat tomorrow?

Think for another three seconds, tomorrow is Saturday, where did the class come from?