Everyday someone confesses to their crush

For the umpteenth time, Shen Ming took out her mobile phone and turned it on - still no news.

He put his phone aside and rolled anxiously on the bed.

It has been a long time since Zheng Li and the others went to the interview, and Shen Ming has been worrying about him and cheering for him since he left.

For Zheng Li's singing level, Shen Ming was absolutely at ease, he was worried about his stage experience and on-the-spot reaction.

Before he went to the interview, Shen Ming asked Zheng Li how confident he was in the audition.

The answer I got was "0" - not because I didn't have much confidence in singing, but because Zheng Li was really afraid of the stage.

When he used to save his cousin, he was always "online", on the Internet.Across the screen and network cable, no one knows who is who. No matter what posture he sings in, others don't know, but this time he will be on stage, and he may face more audiences in the future.

Zheng Li was overwhelmed immediately.

Even though after that, Shen Ming comforted him many times, and gave him a lot of ways to decompress and relax himself from various aspects, but none of them worked.

Shen Ming was so anxious that he was afraid that Zheng Li would be ruined by his nervousness and would not be shortlisted for the primary election.

After waiting anxiously for several hours, Shen Ming even tossed and turned, watched the beginning of a movie more than ten times, the phone that had been silent for too long finally gave up torturing him, and made a "beep" sound as if his conscience had found it.

Shen Ming hurriedly looked at the phone.

Zheng Li finally replied to him - there was only an emoji of a kitten acting like a baby.

Shen Ming looked at the kitten in the picture, and felt itchy for no reason. He couldn't even wait to type, so he sent him a voice message directly, asking: "Is the interview over?" He wanted to ask "How is it?" If you didn't perform well, you couldn't answer well, so you simply didn't ask.

After a while, there was also a voice message back to him: "The interview is over, we are on our way back to school."

Shen Ming said: "You all pay attention to safety, remember to tell me when you arrive at the dormitory."

Zheng Li: "Oh."

Shen Ming: "..."

Oh your sister!If I didn't ask you how the situation was, wouldn't you take the initiative to tell me? ?

Shen Ming stared at his "oh", almost staring at Mars, but Zheng Li was very calm, and he didn't take the initiative to mention the interview without asking.

Four or ten minutes later, Shen Ming's cell phone rang again.

Zheng Li: [I have arrived at the dormitory. 】

Out of revenge, Shen Ming also replied: 【Oh. 】

Zheng Li: [The interview went well, and all three of us were shortlisted. 】

Shen Ming raised her eyebrows: [Oh. 】

Zheng Li: [You must never guess who I met at the interview venue! 】

Shen Mingpi said: [Tony Leung? 】

Zheng Li: [It's Zhou Chen!Chen Zhou! 】

Shen Ming: [? ? ? 】

Shen Ming: [Who? 】

Zheng Li: [It's the little brother from the dessert shop!The one who bought me an extra piece of cake! 】

Shen Ming: […] He didn't know whether to say MMP or not.

A week later, their midterm grades came out.

Because of Shen Ming's good brains, he was able to hold on to the Buddha's feet in time, so that his grades in several subjects were not bad.After reading his grades, he wandered over to Zheng Li's place during the break to see his grades.

After looking at it, I found that Zheng Li, who is usually silent, scored more than 30 points higher than him in this test.

"Fuck, you actually have a higher score than me?"

Zheng Li drank his saliva calmly, and said, "How do you talk, my entrance score is higher than yours, okay?"

Shen Ming had a look of disbelief, in his impression, Zheng Li was a person who didn't like to study, was lazy, and had a heavy burden of idols.

He suddenly thought of Sun Zhou, and asked in a low voice, "You didn't learn from Sun Pao, did you make a cheat sheet?"

Zheng Li: "Fuck you."

Not long after the mid-term, there will be the eleventh day holiday, and Shen Ming's parents plan to take the three sons out to play together during the holiday.

Shen Ming didn't really want to go, he wanted to play with Zheng Li more than playing with his family.

He told his family what he meant. His parents knew that he was getting older, and he was more willing to play with friends of the same age than his family members. Although it was a pity that the whole family could not be dispatched together, they agreed in the end.

After getting the family's permission, Shen Ming hurriedly asked Zheng Li what his holiday arrangements were.

"Eleventh, I'm going to take a short-term dance class to get in shape."

He has already passed the initial test of "Road to National Style". Two months later, he will compete with Li Feifei and Shang Gu in a one-and-a-half-month closed competition. Those who can only sing purely without any stage experience or other specialties will be at a disadvantage.

So Zheng Li thought, taking advantage of the seven-day holiday of November, he should find a teacher to give him a supplementary body lesson and lay a little foundation, so that even if he can't fully fill up the points of this skill in a short time, At least you can light up your skills first, so that you won't be caught blind when it comes to festivals.

When Shen Ming asked him, he didn't think too much, and directly expressed his thoughts. After he finished speaking, he found that there was a flash of disappointment in Shen Ming's eyes.

Zheng Li thought about it for a while, combined with his expectant face when he asked himself about the arrangement, he vaguely guessed what he meant, and he asked, "Is there any place you want to go, and you want me to accompany you there?"

Shen Ming raised his eyelids and glanced at him. After a moment, he put away his disappointment and changed into an indifferent mood, "No, I just asked casually."

Zheng Li was sure that he wanted to ask him out to play, but he didn't point it out, he just smiled and went to do his own thing.

On the last day before the eleventh holiday, Shen Ming was packing his things in the dormitory - his parents and two younger brothers left by plane this morning, and he was the only one left in their house.

Thinking that soon he will live a life of loneliness and cold, no one cooks for him, and can only rely on takeaway food for his living, Shen Ming's heart is full of indescribable sadness.

Halfway through packing, Zheng Li came back.

He was wearing a black shirt with a few dark red stripes on his body. He put his hands in his trouser pockets. He walked up to his bed, turned around suddenly, and sat down next to his schoolbag, leaning against his face. he laughs.

There was a hint of malice in this smile, Shen Ming's eyelids trembled, and he asked him: "Why?"

"How did you arrange the long vacation?" Zheng Li asked.

It’s okay if you don’t mention this, but if you mention Shen Ming, you’ll be full of displeasure, “How can I arrange it? I’ll be salty at home, but there are people everywhere when I go out to play, and I have to queue for a long time to go to the toilet. Why don’t I sleep in every day at home.”

Shen Ming said a lot of duplicity, but in fact it was just to comfort herself—to comfort herself, it's fine not to go out to play, but going out these days is also suffering.

Unexpectedly, he had just successfully brainwashed himself, "It's not good to go out and play, it's better to stay at home comfortably", but Zheng Li suddenly said to him: "I contacted the physique teacher, but I have to go to City A, and there are only three hours of class a day, and the rest It’s boring to be alone in my spare time. If you don’t have any other important arrangements, would you like to go with me? Except for the three hours of class every day, we can wander around at other times, so it’s right to go on a trip. Why? So, do you want to accompany me?"

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