Don't run after school

Cheng Jin saw an advertisement for ice cream before, saying that the first layer of ice cream is chocolate, the second layer is jam, the third layer is fudge, the fourth layer is caramel, the fifth layer is strawberry, and the sixth layer is vanilla. Ice cream is like falling in love. Every time you taste it, you will feel how dare it be so sweet, and every time it is sweet, it can't be damned.

Sweet love is finally his turn, Cheng Jin.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jin couldn't help being silly, raised his hand to touch his nose, and grabbed Zhou Baoshan's hand.

The young man's hands were white and translucent under the sun, with light blue blood vessels forming clear veins, and the fingertips were oval and somewhat cool.

"Yo, you still hold hands with me here." Zhou Baoshan pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her arms twice, "Do you dare to be gay?"

"Why don't you dare." Cheng Jin glanced back, seeing that there was no one on the road at all, turned his head and kissed Zhou Baoshan's bridge of nose quickly, as lightly as a butterfly passing by.

Zhou Baoshan blinked her eyes, as if she hadn't reacted, and after a few seconds, her earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

Cheng Jin couldn't help pinching his earlobe, it was a little warm.

Zhou Boshan took out a cigarette, lit it, looked at him sideways, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked a little smug, "I look good, don't you like it the more you look at it?"

"Nonsense, the person I like, can you not look good." Cheng Jin said.

Zhou Baoshan lowered her head and smiled, the redness on her earlobes still persisted.

Cheng Jin knew him too well, and knew that the shyer this person was, the more arrogant he would be, pretending to be a normal person, but in fact he might be in a mess.

Zhou Baoshan made him feel for the first time that shyness is also a kind of personality charm.

When the two returned home with drinks, mom had already prepared the meal.

As soon as Cheng Jin came back, his thigh was hugged tightly by the second child.

"Brother, I want a coke." The second child raised his arms and shouted, "I want a coke!!!"

"Drink shit." Cheng Jin shook the Coke in front of him, then raised it above his head, turned around twice and said, "Hey, I won't give it to you."

The second child jumped up anxiously, circled around him, chased him all the way to the side of the sofa, and begged in a pitiful voice, "Brother, I'll just take a bite."

"I won't give you a sip." Cheng Jin deliberately teased him.

"Hmph..." The second child got angry, folded his arms, sat on the sofa by himself, then cried out with his lips pouted, forcefully squeezed out two tears, and then frowned so that Lao Gao complained to Cheng Ran, "Pretty Sister, look at him..."

"Okay, stop teasing him." Cheng Ran took the Coke from Cheng Jin's hand, handed it to the second child, and said, "Here, here you are."

The second child wiped away his tears, then jumped off the sofa, and ran away with the Coke bottle in his arms. When he passed by Cheng Jin, he stamped his feet and said, "Hmph!"

"The film king." Cheng Jin shook his head with a smile, then sat down next to Zhou Baoshan, and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "My mother's braised eggplant and prawns are excellent."

Eggplant is cut into hob pieces, wrapped with gluten powder mixed with eggs, and then fried in oil until golden, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, stir-fried with green peppers, poured in sweet and sour tomato sauce, spicy, The juice is collected on high fire, it is delicious and not greasy.

The prawns are soft and smooth, and the juice flows when you bite into it. The meat is firm and elastic, and it is so tender that there is no friend.

Cheng Jin originally wanted to peel a shrimp for Zhou Boshan, but saw him pick up a chopstick and stuff it into his mouth, chew it and swallow it into his stomach, and a few seconds later, he spit out a shrimp head.

His wild way of eating shocked Cheng Jin on the spot.

After dinner, the faucet at home was broken, and Cheng Jin was called to fix the faucet. Taking advantage of his absence, Cheng Ran quickly pulled Zhou Baoshan aside to talk.

"Sister Cheng Ran, what's the matter?" Zhou Boshan asked puzzled.

"Jinjin has been doing well recently, right?" Cheng Ran asked, "Did you suffer from insomnia?"

"He's been sleeping well recently, and he's going to have an exam soon, so he's been working hard."

"Don't let him work too hard, too much pressure will easily lead to problems." Cheng Ran said.

In the past, I only heard that senior high school students should study hard, and learn to death if they can’t learn. I have never heard that people think that they work too hard and make people stop working so hard.

Zhou Baoshan checked her pocket and nodded, "Yeah, okay."

"Do you have a cigarette?" Cheng Ran coughed, "Give me one."

Looking at her fair and weak appearance, Zhou Baoshan couldn't imagine that she would still smoke.

He froze for a moment, touched his pocket and said, "I don't have women's cigarettes."

"I don't smoke women's cigarettes. I usually only smoke Lanzhou and Honghe," Cheng Ran said.

Zhou Boshan had smoked these kinds of cigarettes before, and they were very strong, and the force was so strong that it made people's brain hurt, let alone let a girl smoke them.

He was a little surprised, but he didn't show it. He handed her a cigarette, "Do you smoke Double Happiness?"

Cheng Ran took it, turned his back to Zhou Boshan and smoked skillfully, coughed and said, "It's okay."

After finishing his work, Zhou Baoshan asked his aunt to pick up the two babies first, and when Cheng Jin sent him off, he asked, "Did the class monitor tell you about our school's cultural and art festival performance?"

"No, does this kind of thing have anything to do with our senior three students?"

In the third year of high school, I should abandon all recreational activities. Apart from studying, I am only allowed to have the freedom of activities such as going to the toilet, eating, and sleeping. Even wasting an extra minute while eating is a sinful act.

The countdown sign can be seen as soon as you enter the school gate, reminding everyone all the time that time is passing. Shocking slogans are pasted on the front and back of the blackboard, and the banner with white characters on the red background reads - "Improve by one point and kill thousands!" "People" "Seize the present and create the future" "If you are ugly, you need to read more" "I examine myself three times a day. Are you tall? Are you rich? Are you handsome? No! Get out and learn."

So, how can the school be so tolerant and let them participate in the cultural and art festival?

"What the class monitor said, this year the city leaders asked for it. It seems that they want students to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically and in an all-round way. It's impossible not to participate." Cheng Jin said, "The class monitor asked me to sign up for a show, play the guitar and sing a song."

"Report." Zhou Baoshan said, "Do you need a backup dancer for singing? How about your boyfriend come and do a striptease?"

"Wow. So exciting, brother."

"That's right." Zhou Boshan's lips twitched, "I'm sure the little girls down here are so excited that they faint."

Cheng Jin patted him on the shoulder, "No, I want to keep it alone and appreciate it."

"Hurry up and enjoy it, hurry up, if it's a little later, your boyfriend's eight-pack abs will turn into nine-pack." Zhou Baoshan said, "Ninety-nine will return to one in the end."

He's been eating pretty well lately, and he hasn't forgotten to do a few crunches before going to bed.

Zhou Baoshan has no other advantages, except that he is more forward-looking.

He was afraid that one day, Cheng Jin and Cheng Jin would suddenly become interested and hit first base, second base and third base, and when he took off his clothes, his abdominal muscles would turn into buns, which would be a disappointment.

In order not to disappoint Cheng Jin, he also had to exercise his waist and abdomen well.

"Why are you so anxious." Cheng Jin glanced at him, "Hungry boy."

"That's right." Zhou Baoshan raised his eyebrows, and smiled frivolously, "The boy has been sealed for almost 18 years, and he will soon be unable to hold on, very hungry."

"Okay." Cheng Jin saw that he was in the well, went into the house and took his luggage, then hurriedly said goodbye to him, and went home.

Zhou Boshan still has more than 70 days left for the entrance exam. At night, he draws while playing music.

He rolled up his sleeves and sat in front of the easel. He swung the pen quickly, and the shape was formed in one go. He was scribbled, and he did not hesitate to write.

Then raise your arms to fill in the color blocks, and use different colors for the layout, intertwined light and dark, and distinct shadows.

Soon miraculous physical changes appeared on the drawing paper, and the messy picture was replaced by a magnificently colored scene.

Zhou Boshan put away the brush, snapped his fingers, "Hand in the homework."

Before he could wash his hands after painting, he received a message from Cheng Jin.

Click it to see it is still a short video.

No face is shown on the screen, only his upper body, plaid shirt jacket, and white T-shirt.

Cheng Jin put a guitar on his lap, plucked it a few times with one hand, and hummed, "How amazing this world is, I actually met you."

The sound is clean and free of impurities, but it is overwhelming.

Zhou Boshan clicked on it and listened to it more than a dozen times, and the more he listened to it, the more it sounded good.

Cheng Jin performed on stage within a few days of practice. Although some people participated in this cultural and art festival, other senior high school students were still not allowed to sit in the auditorium to watch.

That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, Zhou Baoshan sneaked out through the back door and skipped class to watch Cheng Jin's performance.

When he went, Cheng Jin happened to be preparing backstage, and he was the next one to play.

Zhou Baoshan found a seat in the back row and sat down. Cheng Jin, who didn't even need to put on makeup, walked onto the stage slowly in the simplest black sweater and overalls with a guitar in his arms.

Zhou Baoshan looked at him and smiled coolly, then adjusted the position of the microphone, and said to the juniors below: "Actually, growing up is always accompanied by pain, just like when you grow up when you are young, you will feel pain. My whole body hurts. At that time, I couldn't sleep at night, and I was thinking about what kind of person I want to be, and we shouldn't all live in the same way, right? "

"Perhaps it is the wish of many people to be admitted to a good university. However, the purpose of our hard study and education is not to be domesticated, but to change our own living conditions. Maybe we have no way to change the world, but Can change the way you see the world, can't you?"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jin bowed his head and plucked the strings, and sang: "Actually, I want to take you truant to a concert. When I miss you, I cry in my arms. I want to travel all over the world with your backpack. I miss you." Let me taste the taste of life... This time I will be brave enough to say goodbye to the past..."

Zhou Baoshan knew that when Cheng Jin sang this song with a clear voice, this boy with silent and firm eyes and a little stubbornness had already become the youth of all the girls in the audience.

They clapped with eyes shining and couldn't stop screaming for him like a carnival.

When the singing was over, Cheng Jin took the microphone and said, "Actually, I want to say something to a person. This person is not present today, but I still want to say it."

Zhou Baoshan knew that he was talking about herself, and wanted to tell him that she was sitting on the stage.

"I am very grateful to him for bringing me irreplaceable company." Cheng Jin said, "This person is..."

Before he announced his name, Zhou Baoshan couldn't sit still excitedly, couldn't help pointing at the boy next to him and said, "It's me, he's talking about me, Zhou Baoshan."

Cheng Jin paused for a moment, then continued: "My mother."

Zhou Baoshan felt that the boy next to him raised his head and glanced at him, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.