I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

Yang Yixin went to class honestly, and did not dare to act like a god for the time being.It can't be his fault, sometimes the idea of ​​playing tricks will suddenly appear, especially in the face of Shang Yuan's world-weary face, I just can't help but want to provoke him and see how he reacts.

Chongli's No. [-] Fairy group is really hot, and the rumors of holding hands spread all over the sky.That is to say, the teaching director didn't read the post, didn't know the real situation, and thought that these two people would be ridiculed for a whole day, but now they are nicknamed "Yue Lao".

This nickname was first widely used in the fairy group, and people said every day: Yaoshou!Yuelao is going to cut the red line again!

As a result, the deterrent power of the teaching director has been greatly reduced.

A few days later, a reporter from the Education Daily came to the school for interviews, especially interviewing Yang Yixin, who had a perfect score in the chemistry competition.

The female reporter actually wanted to write a special report on him, so she felt very troubled by his overly official style. She was so smooth at such a young age, talking all kinds of nonsense and lacking personal characteristics.

Sensing his vigilance, the female reporter decided to make a detour and asked jokingly, "Did any of your classmates tell you that you were handsome?"

This question can easily shorten the distance between them, and the reporter's advantage of being a woman can also easily make him feel friendly.

Yang Yixin also jokingly replied: "Yes, I probably praise me a lot behind my back."

"Have any girls confessed to you?"

"Yes." Yang Yixin answered her one word, but wanted to see if she was too embarrassed to gossip.

Hearing his words, the female reporter felt that this student was not easy to talk to, so she rounded up: "So you still think that studying is the most important thing?"

"Yes, of course students put their studies first."

The female reporter then asked: "I understand that you transferred to Chongli this year. Why did you transfer in your third year of high school? Aren't you afraid that it will affect the college entrance examination?"

Yang Yixin replied: "The learning atmosphere in Chongli is better, and I think even if there is an influence, it is a good influence."

"Then will you have any discomfort with the new school?"

"No, the teachers and classmates are very enthusiastic to help me."

"You used to go to the Seventeenth Middle School, but the enrollment rate in the Seventeenth Middle School has always been very poor, and students often fight. Were you affected by the campus environment when you were in the Seventeenth Middle School? How did you Maintained grades in that environment?"

Yang Yixin pursed his lower lips. He didn't really want to talk about No. [-] Middle School, so he replied: "It's not too much affected by the environment. Don't worry about others. Just study hard by yourself. There is no other way except to work hard."

"Then you haven't been involved in some things that you don't want to get involved in?" The female reporter seemed to mean something.

Yang Yixin shook his head, "I try to avoid it."

"I went to No. [-] Middle School yesterday and asked about you." The female reporter paused, "I heard from the students there that you seem to fight very hard, and the teacher also said that you are a student who can't control you."

Yang Yixin felt faintly uneasy, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

She went on to say: "I found a very strange phenomenon. The teachers and students of Chongli and the teachers and students of the Seventeenth Middle School have completely opposite evaluations of you. It seems that you are two completely different people from the past. I think Know what changed you."

Yang Yixin said: "Perhaps you have inquired about the wrong person. Even in No. [-] Middle School, my grades are still among the best."

The reporter heard that he was changing the concept secretly, so he said: "It has nothing to do with grades, it is you, including all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical beauty. I want to know a bad student-of course, the 'bad student' I am talking about is The ones in quotation marks, that is, why did you become as good as you are now?"

"Bad student." Yang Yixin smiled, "You haven't been in contact with me in the past, how do you know what they said is true? Journalists shouldn't believe hearsay."

The reporter also laughed, and actually taught himself a lesson, but this also showed that he was right.She released her trump card, "I looked at your disciplinary record. You were almost expelled from school in the first year of high school because of fighting, and there were a lot of absenteeism and early leave. To be honest, I rarely see a school with so many violation records. Opened my eyes."

All expressions on Yang Yixin's face disappeared, and he stood up, "Let's stop here today, I still have class to attend."

The reporter also stood up and said before he walked out: "I don't mean anything else, I actually admire you, everyone made mistakes in the past, but not everyone can change themselves."

"Maybe you are mistaken, I haven't changed at all now." Yang Yixin said.

"Impossible, look at how good you are now, why haven't you changed?"

"That's when you're only seeing the surface."

"I don't think so." The reporter walked in front of him, knowing that he would not let go easily today, so he took out a business card and handed it to him, "Scholar with a perfect score in the competition, please do me a favor, call me anytime if you think about it .”

Yang Yixin looked at the business card, took it after a while, and suddenly showed a sneer, "You insist on interviewing me, and even digging into my past, isn't it just to write eye-catching reports? After all, your purpose is to use my knowledge Stories earn traffic. Why, even the Educational Newspaper has to move closer to the traffic media?"

"You..." The reporter's face changed slightly.

Yang Yixin stuffed the business card back into her hand, "Give it up, I won't be interviewed again."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving the female reporter alone in the circle.

Yang Yixin walked to the corner of the stairs, and immediately kicked the wall in frustration.He couldn't hold back for a while, but he was still a reporter.

"I'll go!" He closed his forehead against the wall.

He clearly decided to change himself, but after being provoked for a few sentences, his nature relapsed, with cynicism and yin and yang.Isn't it over if you refuse it well?Why are you sarcastic?

Yang Yixin sighed, leaning on the window sill and looking into the distance.The experience in No. [-] Middle School was indeed disgraceful. Fighting, absenteeism, and early leave were commonplace. The school was a mess. The teachers didn't care about the enrollment rate, and the students didn't care whether they could graduate or not.

Now that he left the Seventeenth High School, he didn't want to recall that period of the past.He hated this school, and he hated that depraved self.So if the reporter insisted on asking, don't blame him for being bullied.

Let it be like this today, just treat it as a small mistake, and just don't make it again next time.

After building his mind for a while, he was about to go back to class when Jing Xinran suddenly came to him.

"Why are you here? Is the interview over?" Jing Xinran held the phone with a serious expression.

Yang Yixin said, "Well, I'm getting ready to go back to work."

"Wait a minute," Jing Xinran stepped down and said, "I just received a call from your uncle, who said that the murderer who killed your mother has been caught."

Yang Yixin was stunned for a moment, and she said again: "If you want to go and have a look, I can give you a leave of absence."

The murderer who hit and killed Yang Shen was caught.Yang thought to himself: so what?

There was no disturbance in his heart, but seeing Jing Xinran's concerned expression, he knew that he should not be so indifferent, at least he should be angry, sad, and burst into tears.

But at this moment, his mind was blank, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't pretend anything, he could only stand there blankly, and after a while he slowly raised his head and said, "Teacher, I won't go."

Jing Xinran patted him on the shoulder, sighed, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she didn't urge him to go back to class, but turned around and left by herself, leaving him the silence at the corner of the stairs.

Yang Yixin stood there for a while, then went back to work.

His mind was in a mess, and after a while the reporter said:

Look how good you are now.

What changed you?

After a while, Jing Xinran said:

The murderer who killed your mother has been caught.

The two voices kept ringing in his mind, making him unable to calm down. He really wanted to erase these words from his mind, but the more he wanted to forget, the more he couldn't forget them.

"Yang Yixin, you come to answer, how to solve this problem?" The math teacher suddenly called out.

"Uh..." Yang Yixin stood up and scanned the question book, wondering which question he was talking about.

At this time, Shang Yuan next to him stretched out a hand and pointed at a question.Yang Yixin went through it quickly and began to answer.

After class, Shang Yuan raised his head and said in wonder, "Unexpectedly, one day it will be my turn to cover for you. Three good students, what's wrong with you?"

"Sleepy, I didn't sleep well at night." Yang Yixin leaned over with a smile and said, "It's not your fault."

"If I remember correctly, I let you sleep at twelve o'clock yesterday." Shang Yuan joked, "Did you dream about something?"

Yang Yixin said: "I dreamed of you, I thought about it every day, and dreamed at night. Shouldn't you be blamed?"

If there were a sweet talk award, no one would dare to take the first place even if Yang Yixin took the second place.

Being pleased by him, Shang Yuan first surrendered, "Okay, blame me." Then suddenly changed the subject, "Stop changing the subject, what are you thinking about in class?"

"I can't even miss you?"

"Okay, but you can't think of others."

"I don't think about anyone else."

"Would you like a female reporter? Are you pretty?" Shang Yuan's tone was cold.

This can also be guessed.

Yang Yixin swallowed, usually with Shang Yuan's expression and this tone, he would be finished.Quickly explained: "I didn't think about her, just... just some, tsk, can we talk about it after school? It's too complicated, I can't explain it all at once."

It is rare to see him so entangled, Shang Yuan saw that he was really distressed, so he pinched the back of his neck soothingly.

As a result, after school, Yang Yixin threw away his schoolbag as soon as he got home, and kissed Shang Yuan unexpectedly in the living room.

Shang Yuan naturally accepted all the orders, and kissed together on the sofa. The dry fire was on the verge of igniting. Yang Yixin took off his coat and was about to take off the T-shirt inside, but was held down by Shang Yuan, "What are you doing?"

He looked up and said, "Let's do it."

Shang Yuan's eyes darkened, and he still pressed his hand, "I didn't prepare for anything, you will get hurt."

"It doesn't matter." Yang Yixin kissed his chin, touched it with the other hand, and carried him to the end, "I don't care. You have already reacted."

"I care." Shang Yuan also grabbed his other hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it intimately, "It will hurt the first time, and I have to go to class tomorrow, so wait."

Yang Yixin's fingertips trembled, and the back of his kissed hand seemed to be swept by a feather. It was itchy and soft to the touch.

He felt that he was cherished by Shang Yuan, and he had done this, but Shang Yuan's first reaction was to consider him.An unprecedented sense of happiness was bubbling in his heart.He likes this feeling, a feeling of being loved.

"What happened today?" Shang Yuan asked calmly, he clearly sensed Yang Yixin's abnormality.

Yang Yixin nestled into the sofa with a hesitant expression.

Shang Yuan sat next to him and said, "Just like you choose to stand on the same side as me, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side." He pinched Yang Yixin's chin and turned around, meeting his eyes, "Yang Yixin, I hope you understand that if there is only one person in the world you can trust completely, that person is me, and it must be me."

Trust—Yang Yixin almost forgot how to write this word.He has a sense of confusion, not knowing which is the real self, the past or the present.It's like disguising for a long time, the mask will grow on the face and can't be taken off again.

When he knows everything about me in the past, will he still like me so much?

"Give me some time, I want to take a good look at it, and I'll tell you after the exam in two days, okay?" Yang Yixin said.

"Okay, I will always listen to you."

"Shangyuan."

"Ok?"

"Will you always love me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing, I just want your answer and the truth."

"I, Shang Yuan, will always like Yang Yixin, and time will tell everything."

Time will prove everything.

Just like the parents who loved him, time has proved that their love will change, and even blood relationship can become strangers, and hatred will add to them.He likes to listen to Shang Yuan's confession, but he doesn't have enough confidence in love.