Diary of my first love

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu asked the counselor to cancel the vacation, and then went to class on the way.

On the road, I happened to meet Fangzheng who was walking with his head down and full of thoughts, so Zhang Yu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, Xiaofang!"

Fangzheng was thinking about something, when he was suddenly hit by someone like this, he was shocked. The anger on his face turned into excitement after he saw the man's face clearly.

"Xiao Yu, you've recovered from your illness." Fang Zheng gave Zhang Yu a big hug.

Zhang Yu's reason for asking for leave was that he had a bad cold, and he didn't plan to change his reason right now. What's the use of telling others the truth?But it only adds to the troubles of others.

So Zhang Yu patted Fangzheng on the back with a smile, "Well, I've recovered from my illness, so I'll be back to class."

On the way, Fang Zheng chattered about what happened to Zhang Yu in the past two or three days.

That day, the fact that Zhang Yu was picked up by a handsome girl naturally aroused the interest of a group of boys and girls, who speculated about the relationship between Zhang Yu and that girl.

Not long after, Zhang Zhi also claimed that he was not feeling well and left. Many of the people who came were aimed at Zhang Zhi. As soon as he left, people dispersed one after another.

In the next two days, nothing happened, nothing more than classes or something, and I didn't learn anything important after the start of school.

Looking at Fangzheng's furtive glance at him, he hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself: You say you're a boy, why are you so gossip.

Reluctantly explained: "That girl is a friend of mine, and she has a boyfriend."

Hearing this explanation, the light of gossip in Fangzheng's eyes dimmed a lot. If he has a boyfriend, there is nothing to gossip about.

Zhang Yu recalled Fangzheng's absent-minded performance just now, and asked, "What were you thinking just now? You don't even watch people when you walk."

Speaking of this, Fangzheng heaved a long sigh, his facial features were tangled together, "I am wondering whether to participate in the top star competition of that school."

"Kuixing Sai, what is that?"

Fangzheng looked at Zhang Yu with a look of surprise, as if meeting a savage who can't use a mobile phone in modern society, "You didn't even read some introductions of S University when you didn't know how to fill out your application?"

Zhang Yu replied with a little embarrassment: "That's really not the case. I thought I'd have enough, and S University is close to home, so I just filled it out."

Fangzheng's contemptuous gaze was too hot, Zhang Yu hurriedly changed the subject, "Xiao Fang, then tell me about this Kuixing competition!"

Fangzheng said: "Kui Xing is the master of literary movement. In the imperial examinations, there has always been a saying that Kui Xing wins and wins the first place. Kui Xing has the meaning of being first and number one."

"The Kuixing Competition of S University has a long history. The first Kuixing Competition has been held since the establishment of the school. Participants must be freshmen. It is an annual event of S University."

"The Kuixing competition is divided into the Wenkui competition and the Wukui competition. The Wenkui competition has the forms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, fighting pairs, guessing, singing and dancing, etc. The Wukui competition has more basketball, football, various ball games, judo, taekwondo, martial arts, etc. It all comes down to combat sports, as well as swimming and skating.”

Fangzheng was particularly excited to emphasize that "this year, the school also added the e-sports event to the Wukui competition."

Having said so much, Zhang Yu still doesn't understand, "There are so many projects, is the number one in every project the leader?"

"How is that possible!" Fangzheng looked at the "ignorant" Zhang Yu angrily, "There is only one leader, and there are two leaders, civil and military. Each person is limited to ten items. The top ten items will get points, and the tenth is One point, the first one is ten points. The one with the highest total score is the general leader, and the one with the highest points in the Wenkui competition is the Wenkuizu."

"Wouldn't it be that if one is powerful, one person can get three leaders."

"That's basically impossible." Fangzheng really felt a headache for Zhang Yu's "ignorance", and poured a basin of cold water, "This year is the No. 90 Kuixing Competition, and only the first of the previous 96 contests produced a man with both civil and military skills." The weirdo took a third leader. There are still some of the two leaders, but there are only ten fingers."

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Yu replied lightly, not at all interested in participating in such a famous school history, let those passionate young people participate, and he, an "old man", should be a A quiet audience will do.

However, out of concern for his friend, he still asked Fangzheng, "Then you plan to participate in this Kuixing competition?"

"Well," Fangzheng nodded, "I don't expect to be a leader, I just want to try to see if I can get a ranking in the newly added e-sports event this year."

Understood, Fangzheng, an e-sports fan, would naturally not miss such an event where he would show off his talents.

Zhang Yu patted Fangzheng on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Come on!"

He didn't expect that it was his encouragement that reminded Fang Zheng: Wasn't he still worried about recruiting teammates just now? Isn't this person in front of him the perfect candidate.

Zhang Yu's hand on Fangzheng's shoulder could not be withdrawn, and Fangzheng was holding Zhang Yu's right hand with both hands, looking at Zhang Yu full of expectation and pitifully, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, promise me something! "

Zhang Yu got goosebumps all over his body because of the irritating voice. From Fangzheng's appearance, he knew what was going on in his mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Don't tell me you want me to play some kind of e-sports competition!"

Fangzheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said with a flattering expression: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from the wise and powerful brother Yu, you have such a famous name as the No. It's within reach."

Zhang Yu pulled his hand a few times but failed to pull it out, which shows how determined Fangzheng is to invite him to participate in the competition. There is nothing he can do about it, "Let me go first, I promise you, but I have to agree to one condition."

Fangzheng immediately let go of Zhang Yu's hand, his face full of excitement, "Don't mention a condition, even if it is a condition, I will agree."

Zhang Yu said sternly: "Don't get excited, just listen to me. The only hero I will have is Diao Chan, who is easy to be targeted. It's okay if you let me be a substitute player, but you have to find another main player."

"All right, all right." Upon hearing this condition, Fangzheng agreed without further ado, saying that he was a substitute, and it's not up to me to decide whether to play or not. It's okay for me to use the substitute as the main force.

Zhang Yu never expected that Fangzheng, who has always been pure, would become so... for his beloved e-sports career. He was relieved when he heard that he was just a substitute. He thought optimistically: Maybe he won without having to play.

Having said that, the two of them had already walked to the classroom, and just so happened, the bell rang.

The two hurriedly found a place to sit down, and didn't mention it in class.

When returning to the dormitory, Zhang Yu was inexplicably nervous.Probably Brother Xiu Ming might be inside.

Zhang Yu had prepared a draft in his heart, and made some mental preparations. He inserted the key and opened the door.

Open the door to see, no one.

While Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little disappointed.

After a while, the door lock made a sound. Zhang Yu looked at the door and saw a familiar face unexpectedly.

When Zhu Xiuming saw Zhang Yu who suddenly appeared, he was a little surprised, and then ecstatically, his hand stopped at the movement of pushing the door, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yu, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

After a long time, Zhang Yu called softly, "Brother Xiu Ming."

The stagnant movements returned to nature, Zhu Xiuming closed the door, and asked with concern, "Are you cured?" His hands slowly tightened.

Zhang Yu nodded, "It's all good."

There was only a sigh of relief, which was unexpectedly loud in the somewhat dim bedroom, and it seemed to be conveying some message to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu raised his head abruptly, and then became astonished.

Because a hand was placed on his head with a warm temperature, like treating a child - touching his head.

"Next time I'm sick, let me take care of you, okay?" The man's voice was a bit deep, and Zhang Yu could easily hear the worry and serious promise in the future.

Brother Xiuming really cares about me!

Brother Xiu Ming's eyes seemed to be shining, his eyes, his tone of voice, and every posture of his body seemed to say - I'm worried about you.

Zhang Yu lowered his head, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Zhu Xiuming heard it clearly, it was a word "um".

He laughed happily, and all the worry, anxiety and even anger of the past few days disappeared without a trace because of this word.

He rubbed Zhang Yu's smooth hair and messed it up, but unfortunately it was too smooth to make a chicken coop hairstyle.

This kind of intimate behavior made Zhang Yu secretly heave a sigh of relief, he knew that by doing this, Brother Xiu Ming had exposed the section "He didn't tell himself that he was sick".

The atmosphere between the two returned to the past, very harmonious.

The author has something to say:

God knows why we have the final exam in almost a month, and we have to prepare for the fourth level, so everyone understands that I have to hug my feet.

The update will probably only be weekly, sorry.