Everyone says we're tying up the hype

Wen Liang got out of the car with little hesitation.

An Yuan still had things to do, so he said goodbye to Lin Jingzhuo and left by himself.

Wen Liang and Lin Jingzhuo slowly wandered into the school.

The doorman knew Lin Jingzhuo, a good student, and opened the iron gate for him while shouting that the big star is coming.

Lin Jingzhuo pursed his lips and bowed his head in thanks.

"This is..." The uncle looked at the tall man beside Lin Jingzhuo who was wearing a peaked cap that didn't match his temperament, he hesitated.

"My...brother." Lin Jingzhuo was startled, but he quickly realized that he casually pulled his own brother out to block the gun, "Master, we are in a hurry, so let's go first."

He was afraid that the uncle would recognize Wen Liang and make some noise, so he grabbed Wen Liang's wrist in a hurry and hurried into the campus.

The entrance of No. [-] Middle School is a long tree-lined road. At this time, the students are all in the classroom, and there are no people on the road.

Wen Liang walked slowly behind Lin Jingzhuo, looking at the young man who was always half a step away from him, he put the hand that was empty in midair into his trouser pocket.

Youthfulness is a wonderful thing.

Immature, irrational, young, impulsive.

Obviously it doesn’t sound like a compliment, but when they are combined together, they always have a bit of beauty, like the cool breeze breaking through the scorching summer evening, which reminds people of the bustle of voices, and can also feel the sourness of the first love. move.

Lin Jingzhuo, who was leading the way, heard Wen Liang mumbled something behind him, thought he was calling him, and then turned his head: "Huh?"

"It's nothing, I said, it's pretty good." Wen Liang smiled and signaled him to leave him alone and move forward.

Lin Jingzhuo nodded blankly: "Ah, the environment in No. [-] Middle School is quite good."

The school is a relatively safe place for Lin Jingzhuo.

While he was filming in the film crew, he didn't miss out on his school classes. He spent quite a lot of time with his classmates, and everyone no longer had any curiosity to pry him.

Everyone is not surprised to see Lin Jingzhuo in school. Apart from discussing in a low voice or saying hello nervously when passing by, there will be no other outrageous behavior.

So as soon as he entered the school, his whole state quickly relaxed.

Even for Wen Liang next to him, he was not as nervous as when he first met him.

Lin Jingzhuo slowed down, and turned side by side with Wen Liang.

The two men were about the same height, one was thin and thin as a green boy when he first got his twigs, and the other was lean and thin as an adult man with broad shoulders and narrow waist.Comparing the hatchback, I really can't tell which one is better.

After the sun had completely set, the temperature at night gradually dropped. Lin Jingzhuo supported the strap of his schoolbag with one hand, and looked down at the big and small sycamore leaves falling on the road; , like the lights of a teaching building a few distance away.

Both of them were quiet, but there was nothing uncomfortable about the atmosphere.

The early autumn wind blew slowly over the shoulders of the two of them, and Lin Jingzhuo smelled the faint cedar fragrance from Wen Liang's body.

"I don't know if it's not good to say that." Lin Jingzhuo smiled shortly when he entered the teaching building and turned to the classroom.

"Huh?" Wen Liang was studying the monthly exam rankings posted on the bulletin board next to the stairs all the way, and turned his head when he heard Lin Jingzhuo speak.

Lin Jingzhuo shook his head, but there was a smile in his eyes: "I always think you look like my brother, dear brother."

He and his brother are fraternal twins, he is more like his father, and his brother is more like his mother.

Light and elegant, Wen Liang gave him a very comfortable first impression.

After much deliberation, Lin Jingzhuo couldn't figure out what was going on with his uncontrollable reaction. In the end, he could only find the reason from the other party, and decided that it was because his temperament was similar to his brother's.

"I'm going to go to "Fake Play" with you soon, but you told me that I look like your brother." Wen Liang clicked his tongue, with a playful tone, "Why don't I think that sounds like a good thing? Woolen cloth."

Lin Jingzhuo was holding on to the doorknob of the classroom to enter the door at this time, but he couldn't react.

"Okay, let's go in." Seeing him like this, Wen Liang couldn't help laughing, her whole body stretched and at ease.He leaned against the dark part of the corridor and waved: "I'll wait for you."

At the corner of the corridor was the score of the mock test for the entire third year of high school. Wen Liang leisurely counted from top to bottom with his pocket in his pocket, and saw Lin Jingzhuo's name before counting a few.

Mathematics 140, Chinese 128, English 145, comprehensive literature 250, third in the second grade of the class, very brilliant results.

With a proud parental mentality, Wen Liang couldn't hold back and took out her phone, turned on the flash and took a photo of Lin Jingzhuo's report card. Why is Wen Liang not married yet" group, manually ATT everyone.

——Yo, Mr. Wen is so free. [Why don't you fall in love when you are free]

——I have something to say, I finally dumped the child and went shopping with my wife [Does someone Wen have a wife]

——Hey, how do you become a parent? I go out to eat with my wife and children on weekends.We are celebrating our children. 【Does someone Wen have a child】

Wen Liang calmly watched these people finish the show, and when he calmed down and was about to taunt him again, he unhurriedly sent out the picture he took.

In case these elderly parents could not see clearly, he specially checked the original picture.

——Someone Wen has a child, let me show you some appreciation.

On that picture, black and white characters are square.

Lin Jingzhuo, City No. 662 Middle School, student number XXXXXXXX, total score 8, city rank: [-].

When he sent out this picture, many people who were lurking to watch the excitement were blown out.

——Where did you pick it up, baby.

--a bit? ? ? ?Now college entrance examination score inflation or what? ?

——Wen Liang hasn’t seen you for a few days, and you still learned how to make P pictures?With this technology, is it not good to post selfies on Weibo with PP?

——Let’s not talk about it, I printed it out and posted it in our baby’s room.

Wen Liang looked at the dialog boxes that kept popping up, raised his eyebrows, locked the screen, and turned around with a smile, just in time to meet Lin Jingzhuo who pushed the door out.

"So much homework?" Now that class is over, Wen Liang asked him in a low voice.

Lin Jingzhuo looked down and said, "It's okay."

He tidied up in a hurry just now, and the books in his hands were stacked in a random pile, crooked.He helped it casually, but found that something seemed to be caught between the gaps in the book, and now it fell out following his movements.

Wen Liang was quick, spread out his hands, and grabbed a few of them...

love letter.

Lin Jingzhuo's attitude towards these things was very indifferent, and after sorting out the books in his hand, he signaled Wen Liang to put the letter on it.

"It's okay, I'll hold it for you." Wen Liang smiled, and took a few books from Lin Jingzhuo's hand to hold for him.

"A classmate of mine seemed to see you just now." After taking two steps, Lin Jingzhuo took Wen Liang downstairs through another safe passage, "She came back from the toilet and said that she thought she had run into a ghost, and the ghost looked pretty good Like warm and cool."

Wen Liang smiled subconsciously, thinking of the scene where she just took a photo with a flash: "It scared the little girl."

"Our school allows you to bring your mobile phone to school, and I don't know if she will post it on the Internet." It is still strange that Wen Liang appeared in a high school out of nowhere, "If you think something is wrong, why don't you tell the staff first?"

Wen Liang just wanted to say that she didn't care.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jingzhuo had something to say: "Or..."

"or?"

"Or just let me take a picture of you and post it on Weibo? I didn't reply to your last Weibo, so the two of us will have one, and it will be even..."

Wen Liang looked into Lin Jingzhuo's eyes and was silent for a while.

When Lin Jingzhuo was so silent that he thought he was being rude and made Wen Liang unhappy, he suddenly saw Wen Liang and smiled again.

The phoenix eyes stretched out softly, with a natural tenderness and laziness, which is very beautiful in the night.

"Row."

A few minutes later, Lin Jingzhuo's Weibo, which was so empty as to be haunted by ghosts, finally added its first original content.

@不热心民林林 Chacha: If there is a sun Jin, I would like to pave the ground for you*.

In the picture, Wen Liang is wearing a casual suit jacket, with his hands in his trouser pockets casually, leaning against the sycamore tree relaxedly.

The silvery white moonlight poured down from his shoulders and fell into the puddles of water at his feet, between the reflection and the reality, in the darkness, only the light smile of those phoenix eyes that flowed in brilliance was impressive. forget.

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*From Yeats' "The Wedding Dress of Heaven", translated by Ju Haoran