Mizuki

On June 6th, the countdown to the college entrance examination, 7 days.

Sitting in the examination room, Su Miao looked at some familiar or unfamiliar questions on the test paper. Instead of rushing to check them, she lightly brushed the ink with her fingers. Finally, she calmed down before picking up the pen to solve the questions.

Chinese, Mathematics, Comprehensive Science, English.I am so familiar with the sequence of exams that I can no longer be familiar with, the pen tip that stops and thinks from time to time, the question types that have been practiced repeatedly, and the cases that have never been seen before. The accumulation of 12 years poured out in these few hours.

Cheng Song and Wu Si were waiting outside the exam room for them to finish the exam.Cheng Song saw that the children in his class were the first to rush to the top, nervously asked them how to hand in the papers ahead of time, wanted to ask more about the exam situation but didn't dare to ask, and finally turned into a light sentence: Don't think about it after the exam is over Alright, focus on the next one.

One after another, everyone's nerves were tense, and the bell for the end of the English test finally rang, and Su Miao picked up the stationery and walked out the door.

Among the bustling crowd, Qiao Lin was standing at the end of the corridor. No matter how many people blocked his view, he would always know that Qiao Lin was standing there.This time, Su Miao was no longer limited by any other trivial matters. Su Miao pushed through the crowd and rushed over, jumping on Qiao Lin in the crowd.

The students who were in charge of broadcasting were really caring. They played "Remembrance" by Lei Yuxin. When they went upstairs, they saw many girls wiping tears there.

"Is your brother coming to pick you up?" Qiao Lin asked him as he opened the dormitory door.

"Yeah." Su Miao nodded, and pressed Qiao Lin on the door again, and then let go after a while, a little disappointed: "I pressed you on the door for the last time." I don't know if I can't live together in the future.

"There will be opportunities in the future." Qiao Lin coaxed while grabbing his clothes.

"Where is the door to press?" Su Miao suddenly asked, "Is it a hotel? Or a station hotel?"

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Lin tapped his head, "The results haven't come out yet." It's not necessary to stay in a hotel when we meet in the future.

"Be mentally prepared." Su Miao said, turned around to pack her luggage, put away the mosquito net and folded her clothes. When she was almost done, she found that Qiao Lin hadn't moved. He turned his head in doubt, "Why are you standing there?"

Qiao Lin stepped forward, squeezed his chin and approached him and said, "Tell your brother not to come, I'll take you back tonight." After finishing speaking, he pressed his whole body up.

"Huh?" Su Miao gasped and pushed his chest: "You are crazy, there is still a party in the seven o'clock class."

Qiao Lin grabbed his hand that was scratching all over the place, and said calmly, "If you can, just once."

"Fuck!" Su Miao's voice was suddenly cut off, and then burst out again: "Don't take off my pants!!!"

At [-]:[-] in the evening, standing at the bus stop in front of the school, Su Miao sat down on the suitcase, kept fanning herself with her hands, sighed for a long time, and said coolly, "I'm in time."

Qiao Lin pressed his shoulders and raised his chin: "You are sitting like this," looking around halfway through the sentence, and no one could complete the second part: "Isn't your butt uncomfortable?"

"..." Su Miao pinched his fingers with her backhand, gritted her teeth almost every word and asked him: "Then, I, still, stand, must, stop?"

Qiao Lin pursed his lips and suppressed a smile: "I told the squad leader that I won't be able to go until later."

Su Miao continued to smile, "We're having a dinner party, not a party, brother, you can wash the dishes if you're three or ten minutes late."

"No." Qiao Lin was confident.

Su Miao thought she heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

Jolin then repeated: "I said no."

It wasn't until Su Miao arrived at the hotel that she realized what Qiao Lin meant. It wasn't too late for them to arrive, and several people were still on the way.

Su Miao sat down suspiciously: "Isn't it seven o'clock?"

"The group said it was changed to eight o'clock, and many people haven't finished packing yet." Zhou Shishan handed him the teapot and asked, "Didn't Qiao Lin come with you?"

Su Miao replied while pouring tea: "Come here, go to the front desk to store your luggage."

"Isn't your home nearby, why don't you go back first?"

"There's something wrong." Su Miao grabbed a peanut and threw it into her mouth, chewed it and asked, "Dinner is only at eight o'clock, so I'm not afraid of starving people."

Zhao Ze slapped him from behind: "Just because you're hungry, Lao Cheng hasn't come yet."

Su Miao turned her head, "Old Cheng is coming too?"

"It's coming, but it will be later," Zhao Ze shook the phone in his hand: "He said he has two bottles of wine at home, and he is on his way to get them."

Before entering the door, Qiao Lin heard them talking inside, and asked casually, "What wine?"

Zhao Ze shrugged: "Old Cheng brought it, I don't know."

Qiao Lin asked, "Didn't the other teachers come?"

"Everyone has something to do, and some of them have parties in their classes."

He nodded, sat next to Su Miao and told him, "Don't drink too much."

Before Su Miao could speak, Zhao Ze stood aside, "tsk tsk tsk, didn't see." Then he ran away with his tongue out.

"What's the matter, are you afraid that I won't spit you out?" Su Miao stretched her hand back and reached Zhao Ze's leg, and slapped it suddenly, almost knocking over the chair with too much force. Hold on.

Zhao Ze dodged it and said with his hands on his hips, "How can you vomit or not?"

"Then what a fart you are."

Zhao Ze suddenly leaned into his ear mysteriously, and whispered, "That's your brother Qiao's problem~"

As a "victim" who had just experienced Qiao Lin's atrocities, Su Miao just turned her head blankly at this moment, and said indifferently: "Only you have a mouth, and you can talk every day."

Zhao Ze was confused, and Qiao Lin beside him couldn't help laughing again, which made him even more confused.

When everyone was almost there, and the food was served slowly, Zhou Shishan also ordered two dozen beers to be served, and the boys grabbed a glass and filled it up to clink.

As soon as the dishes were served, Cheng Song came late, carrying two bottles of wine from home.

Cheng Song couldn't help admiring himself when he saw the dishes on the table, "It's just in time." He put the wine aside and said with a smile, "Who wants to try it?"

"I'll come, I'll come." Zhou Shishan stood up hastily, they reserved a private room, and only after opening three tables did they arrange the people. Now they directly took a bottle to the other two tables.

"Well, it smells so good." Su Miao sat close, and as soon as he opened the bottle to sober up, he smelled the mellow aroma, which was not quite the same as the one bought outside.

Sure enough, Cheng Song nodded at the side: "I released this by myself two years ago."

Chen Kai was helping pass the cup, and said in surprise, "Teacher, are you still brewing your own wine?"

Cheng Song continued to nod: "I used to soak occasionally."

"Then these are all in stock?" Chen Kai grasped the point: "Doesn't it feel bad for us to drink up the teacher?"

"Where can it be?" Cheng Song smiled: "There are more."

The students at the other table had good ears, and heard the words from afar, they interjected: "Teacher, can we come to your house as a guest?"

Seeing this, other students actively agreed.

Cheng Song replied unhurriedly: "Come, as long as your dean agrees."

There was a moment of silence in the private room, and two seconds later there was a sudden roar like a tide, and everyone wanted to ask more questions, so Cheng Song called them back: "Everyone go back to your seats! If you don't eat the food, it will be cold!" Then he said something He also refused to reveal half a word.

The cups in everyone's hands were full, Zhou Shishan stood up and whispered softly, and the others stood up spontaneously, and then he shouted: "Well, everyone, let's respect Teacher Cheng!"

"You should respect yourselves," Cheng Song stood up and laughed, "I wish you a happy graduation!"

Happy Graduation.Happy to meet, hurt to leave.

The sound of the colliding glass cups turned into a crisp "ding ding" sound, no longer the dullness of the cola cans, they could see the drinks and wine in the cups hit the rim, and the water droplets were thrown into the air and fell into different places. Knowing who's in the cup, the taste in the stomach becomes different from before, bitter but not bitter, sweet but not so sweet.

Qiao Lin touched Su Miao's elbow, and whispered to him, "Just try a little, it's easy to get drunk if you mix it up."

"Ah?" Su Miao didn't hear clearly, and turned around with slightly red cheeks: "What did you say?"

Qiao Lin hesitated and asked: "...don't you feel hot?"

"Hot?" Su Miao responded dully: "It's okay, it's a little bit."

"..." Qiao Lin was on the verge of stopping or letting him go. He hadn't touched alcohol for a while, and unexpectedly, Su Miao's drinking capacity was a little bit worse. have fun.After thinking about it, Qiao Lin thought for a while, let him go.

The atmosphere in the private room was getting higher and higher, and there was a lot of toasting, Cheng Song's two bottles of wine were divided up, but many people were addicted to drinking, and the tables were messed up.I don't know who made a mistake, and tea was splashed on Qiao Lin's clothes. He quickly stood up and shook it off, and took several paper towels to wipe the clothes clean.

Qiao Lin grabbed the clothes and said to everyone: "I'd better go to the bathroom and wash off the marks first."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." The classmate who ran into him apologized shyly.

Qiao Lin shook his head: "It's okay, I didn't watch it either." After speaking, he turned and went to the bathroom, but he didn't expect to see Wu Si sitting on the bench in the corridor at the door of their box as soon as he opened the door.

The door of the private room was completely closed, and the voice inside was much weaker. Qiao Lin was taken aback for a moment, and after saying "Hello, Director", he asked tentatively, "Are you... to see Teacher Cheng?"

The other party was obviously stunned when he saw Qiao Lin. He stood up and didn't know whether to pretend to leave without seeing it or to greet people here, but Qiao Lin stopped him directly, and he simply nodded: "I just came."

Qiao Lin glanced calmly at the three big red characters "smoking area" on the wall not far away, pretending not to smell the smoke on Wu Si, and asked with a smile, "Then teacher, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"No," Wu Si replied directly, and felt that the word was too ambiguous, so he simply explained: "I ate it."

Qiao Lin asked again: "Then why don't you go in and sit for a while? It happens that Teacher Cheng is playing a game with his classmates, so I'm afraid it won't be so fast."

"He still plays games with you?" Wu Si frowned puzzled, playing games while eating, did he think the restaurant closed too late?

"Yes, truth or dare. It started just as soon as I thought about it, so it should take a while, you should go in and have a seat."

Wu Si lowered his head and was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should go in. Qiao Lin looked back at the box. It would not be good if Wu Si and Cheng Song stayed here for a long time, but the food inside was almost enough, so he directly pushed There was a shout from the door: "Everyone, can I ask the director to come in and sit down?"

As soon as Qiao Lin finished speaking, the box became restless. After all, it was unexpected that the director was here.But the relationship between the director and their old class is obvious to all, how good is it?To put it this way, Cheng Song is already in his 30s, but he is still single, and he has never been close to any female teacher. Instead, he spends more time with the director. , and now that he has graduated, everyone naturally started to make random guesses.

When Cheng Song heard Qiao Lin's words, he almost spit out a mouthful of soup. He took out a tissue and wiped his face indiscriminately. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he kept saying, "Please please."

Then Qiao Lin obeyed the will and pushed the dean who refused to sit next to Cheng Song.

"Hello, director—" everyone said in unison.

"Okay, okay, hello." Wu Si was different from usual, a little... cowardly, and didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Cheng Song.

Cheng Song raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Wu Si: "Just passing by, let's see when you go back."

"Then you will pick your time," Cheng Song said, "I'm almost there."

The smell of gossip exploded in the private room, several boys exchanged glances, tacitly and courteously went up to toast the two teachers one by one, Wu Si was surprisingly easy to talk, and drank several glasses in a row.

Cheng Song couldn't stand it anymore, took Wu Si's cup away, and said with disgust: "Okay, okay, didn't you find that these kids tricked you into drinking it?" Then he drank the wine: "Don't respect me. He is dead, respect me."

"Wow——" Cheng Song's words instantly caused an uproar.

Qiao Lin went into the private room after finishing his clothes, and asked Su Miao as soon as he sat down, "You didn't drink much, did you?"

Su Miao shook her head, the parts below her head remained motionless, she shook her head and said, "No, just two sips." Qiao Lin looked down, and he drank all the wine in the glass.

Qiao Lin: "Where is the one in my cup?"

"Huh? What?" Su Miao probed, picked up his cup and replied, "Isn't your cup here?"

"..." Well, Qiao Lin sighed, this guy is drunk.

Before Qiao Lin finished sighing, he heard a voice from the next table: "Let's play another round!"

Played Truth or Dare, this game is special.Those who want to get a response, those who want to pour out their hearts, those who want to put all their eggs in one basket, those who want to know other people's secrets, those who just watch the fun, and those who want to play have all kinds of ideas.This is also the self-maintenance that is least likely to throw away armor.

This time it was a coincidence, I don't know if the person who turned it was a powerful person or God's will, Wu Si had never missed that place before, but this time the wine bottle was directly aimed at Wu Si, as if it was just for him.

Cheng Song took a mouthful of soup and almost spit it out again, but he didn't expect that this would win the prize for Wu Si.He took out a tissue to wipe his face, and reminded: "Don't go too far."

The students said it was good, but in fact they were waiting to toss.

Then the director chose the truth.

Just when everyone was thinking about asking what could be done without offending the leader and breaking the news, Zhao Ze, a pure spectator, rolled up his sleeves and asked serious questions.He first told everyone to be quiet and don't talk, and then asked Wu Si mysteriously: "Mr. Wu, do you live with Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Song spit out the soup.

Several people under the table gave Zhao Ze a thumbs up.Straightforward and sincere, a question is as light as a feather but the answer is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Everyone looked at them eagerly.How could Wu Sitang, a dean who has experienced ups and downs, not be able to deal with the tricks of this group of children, he didn't even need to confirm his eyes with Cheng Song, and said lightly, "The teachers' dormitories are all together."

"Huh~~" There was a sigh in the class, obviously everyone was not satisfied with the answer to this question, but they couldn't ask too much.Cheng Song stood up after Wu Si finished his answer, and straightened his clothes: "Mr. Wu and I will leave first. Don't play for too long. Do you know the danger on the way home late?"

"Yes—" everyone answered in unison.

The restaurant will be closed soon after Cheng Song left, so everyone simply changed the scene and went to the reserved karaoke box.

The author has something to say: Mr. Cheng and Director Wu are so simple friends but so strong that I can't help myself......