On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

The life of military training is boring and boring, but interesting and interesting.

What almost everyone is looking forward to the most is that after training all day, when night falls, the instructors usually let the students take a rest, chat with the students from time to time, or ask people to come up to perform performances and the like.

Perhaps affected by the environment of military training, those talented and talented people who are usually shy and hidden in the crowd will also ignite their passion for performance.

Song Yu was not a person who would shrink back and be timid.

On the contrary, besides playing games, what he likes most is music. God is very kind to him and gave him a good skin and a good voice.

When the instructor shouted, "Who will give us a show?", Song Yu raised his hand without saying a word.

Song Yu's smile was contagious.Complementing this appeal is that he also has the power to make everyone follow his rhythm.

Song Yu stood at the front of the team. For him, wherever he went was a stage.

He chuckled, "Hello everyone, my name is Song Yu, and I'll sing a song for you all, don't be disgusted with it."

Luo Zifan was the first to applaud, and he called out to Song Yu in the crowd: "Hey little Song Yu! Good!"

Song Yu smiled at Luo Zifan, and the streetlight hit his face, making his phoenix eyes even more blurred.

The smile stopped for an instant, and a king-like aura emanated from him for a moment.

Domineering and arrogant, when he opened his mouth to sing the first line, everyone's eyes were deeply engraved on him.

While he sang, he danced to the rhythm of his singing.

It's as if I'm beating myself, and the dance steps and singing are completely integrated into this song.

Luo Zifan swayed his body to follow his rhythm, and beat the beat involuntarily with his hands.

Song Yu gave Luo Zifan an arrogant look, with a slightly insolent smile on the corner of his mouth, directing Luo Zifan to keep the same rhythm as him.

Like a tacit understanding.

He sings domineeringly without losing his nice voice.Even a high-pitched voice can be sung by him without any flaws.

It seems that he just melted into the music world created by himself, driving everyone around to immerse himself in his rhythm.

Even the surrounding phalanxes who were still training all looked sideways at him.

Song Yu's flexible body seemed to regard this as his own stage.

The little crotch pushing action is inadvertently deceptive, even if the camouflage uniform is loose, you can still see the flexibility of his waistline.

That body, just like his singing, although it doesn't look strong, has powerful explosive power.

A song ends on his last high-pitched spin.

Song Yu gave everyone a "hey hey" smile. Before everyone came out of his domineering aura just now, this modest smile called everyone out of the real world.

Yan Baijing applauded first when everyone was shocked, and only then did the entire basketball court roar with applause.

Song Yu waved to the applause elsewhere, "Thank you!"

The smile on the corner of his mouth is a sincerity that no one else can pretend.

The most direct, simplest and cleanest smile.

After Yan Baijing waited for Song Yu to return to the team and sit down, he gave Song Yu a thumbs up, without hiding the approval in his eyes.

Song Yu smiled proudly.

"Have you taken it?"

Yan Baijing didn't speak, but just smiled mysteriously.

Under Song Yu's provocative gaze, he raised his hand.

Song Yu's eyes were about to pop out.

"Yida, don't you want to compete with me in singing?"

Yan Baijing glanced at him lazily, and the corners of his mouth curled into a strange arc.

"There is no rule in the military training that I am not allowed to pretend to be handsome."

The moment Luo Zifan saw Yan Baijing raised his hand, his mouth opened into an O shape, and his lazy, rustling voice was instantly full of strength and anticipation.

"Fuck!!! Bai Jing, are you going to sing!!!"

"Yoooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"

Song Yu looked at Luo Zifan's fanatical energy, and then saw Yan Baijing smiling in front of everyone.

My heart couldn't help but get a little hot.

Song Yu was originally a crazy type, and followed Luo Zifan to "yooooooooooooo" for a while, shouting Yan Baijing's name, as if he was the one who sang on it.

"Come on Parkview!!!"

Seeing Song Yu's reaction, Yan Baijing smiled helplessly.

I thought that there would be dissatisfaction on his face, but I didn't expect him to cheer for himself as soon as he turned around. The excited expression seemed to be looking forward to and very happy.

When Yan Baijing opened his mouth, Song Yu was stunned.

He sang the same song as he...

But Yan Baijing was completely different from him. Yan Baijing didn't sing or dance, but quietly adapted the originally fast-paced song into a long and lyrical version.

The dim street light hit Yan Baijing's face, making his eyes beautiful and deep, as if they had melted into the entire starry sky. His lazy drooping eyes and faint smiles at the corners of his mouth attracted many girls in the class They all screamed.

Song Yu heard for the first time that someone had adapted this song into a completely different style.

You can't even hear the taste of the original song at all, and it has become Yan Baijing's unique version.

Affectionate and gentle voice...

The smile on Song Yu's face became deeper. He likes music. After hearing a different interpretation of the same song as him, he was shocked.

Not only Yan Baijing's singing skills, but also his expression when singing, all infected Song Yu.

The movement of hand clapping has changed from being shocked to stagnation at the beginning, to excited clapping now.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu's expression looking at him.

There was a hint of surprise in the hooked phoenix eyes, and there was more admiration.

The dim street light hit his face, and his eyeshadow could be clearly seen.

An expression of anticipation as if looking at one's favorite star, and a little bit of fanaticism.

The corner of Yan Baijing's mouth raised a little unconsciously.

This song, however, ended with Yan Baijing's magnetic and pleasant bass.

Song Yu stood up straight away, screaming "Wow!!!!!!" and applauding.

This made Yan Baijing smile a little shyly.

Yan Baijing returned to his seat amid Song Yu's applause, and Song Yu was still applauding him desperately.

Yan Baijing gave Song Yu a funny look, "You are even more exaggerated than my sister."

Song Yu shook his head vigorously, "No!! It really sounds good!! Really!!! Give you two thumbs up!!"

Having said that, two thumbs on his hands were already placed in front of Yan Baijing.

Yan Baijing laughed, "Okay, okay, are you going to let the instructor do the military training?"

In fact, Yan Baijing hadn't sung with such emotion for a long time. After watching Song Yu's contagious performance, he felt a little eager to move.

And this guy who made him want to sing was holding up his thumbs and looking at him like the sun melted into his eyes.

Simple and straightforward.

Yan Baijing's mood was also dyed golden.

Singing... Yes, singing is originally the most direct way to express feelings.

Song Yu poked Yan Baijing with his elbow maliciously, "Hey, singing is so beautiful, is there a story behind it?"

To Song Yu's surprise, Yan Baijing didn't shake his head in denial, but nodded with a smile.

Song Yu really wanted to see Yan Baijing in distress, but Yan Baijing was always honest.

"But it's all in the past, and it's not a particularly story-telling thing."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss Is I never want a girlfriend anymore?

Poor Yan Baijing looked like he had been hurt by a girl, hey...

Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing sympathetically, "It's okay, if you meet a girl who doesn't know how to tell me, I will definitely teach you my experience."

Yan Baijing was too lazy to talk to Song Yu.

In the eyes of the girl, Song Yu's character is definitely a lively boyfriend who will not get tired of it every day.

While being sarcastic, he does not lose the dominance he should have as a man, and there is also careful tenderness in this domineering.

Of course, the most important point is in this era of looking at faces.

Song Yu is a handsome guy.

Song Yu is not a male god series, but his smile is most suitable for the most popular word nowadays.

Warm man.

However, the topic of flirting with girls was a topic that Yan Baijing and Song Yu couldn't go on with at all.

But when it comes to storytelling, he really has it.

In junior high school, he found that he liked being at the same table.

The academic performance at the same table is very good, but it is always below my own ranking.

The tablemate is very clean when he laughs, and he has a good relationship with him. When he fails the exam, he will lose his temper a little, saying that he must pass the exam next time.

That little temper looks very cute in his eyes, he likes to tease his deskmate very much, and likes to see him lose his temper.

At that time, I would often sing to my deskmate, and my deskmate also liked to hear him sing.

I thought it was just a love between good friends, but I didn't expect to invite my deskmate to come to my birthday. When my deskmate stayed at his house, I accidentally saw the back of my deskmate taking a shower.

There was a feeling under him.

When he realized his reaction, Yan Baijing panicked.

Fear arises spontaneously in my heart, as well as panic and bewilderment, and more of it is mixed with negation of myself.

Why am I such a disgusting person?

I didn't dare to tell my family, so I secretly went to see a psychological counselor.

Fortunately, after consulting that this is a normal phenomenon, he also accepted the fact that he is gay.

But getting along with the same table is no longer so natural.

Just smiling at him at the same table will touch his heartstrings.

He wants to fuck him.

When such thoughts became more and more irresistible, he confessed to his deskmate.

The tablemate's expression ranged from dull to shocked and then... disgusted.

Yan Baijing was a little hurt by that look.At first, I thought that the matter would just be tolerated and let it go, the big deal is to stay away from him in the future, the probability that the person I like in this world also likes me is a very small thing, let alone the same sex whose probability is even smaller.

No matter how sad it is, it's just a little sad in my heart.

But the next day, all the students in the class looked at Yan Baijing with prejudiced eyes.

He saw these words in the little note that was thrown at him.

"Damn gay, dead gay, it's disgusting."

The harsh words from the deskmate pierced directly into his heart.

Yan Baijing suddenly felt...it was really because he thought everything too simply.

"Fortunately, I regard you as my best friend. You are so disgusting that you are gay."

This matter went to the teacher.

The teacher called Yan Baijing's parents in front of him.

"You said that you are such a good seedling, how can you be interested in boys?"

There was meanness and discrimination in those eyes.

There is no cure.

It is normal for junior high school students to fall in love at the beginning.

But the normal thing is mutual attraction between opposite sexes.

Yan Baijing admitted in front of his parents: "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I'm gay, and I'm not interested in girls."

First, his father's slaps made the corners of his mouth bleed.The mother passed out immediately.

His family is just a normal well-off family.

Both parents have stable jobs, and the son does not have to worry about his parents' studies.

Such a happy little family fell apart after Yan Baijing said these words.

In the end, he decided to transfer to another school, and Yan Baijing didn't want to talk to the people around him any more, and went about his own business quietly.

In the end, the parents had no choice but to accept Yan Baijing's sexuality.

The son is already like this, breaking it again and again is wrong, no matter how you educate him, there is no way.

And seeing his son closed up, as parents, they will also feel distressed.

After the psychiatrist enlightened the two parents, the parents did not persist in their opposition.

Yan Baijing is actually very grateful that his family has such enlightened parents.

Especially his father also said a word to Yan Baijing.

"If Dad has anything to support you, just open your mouth..."

He saw the gully on his father's face, and the sternness and compromise in his eyes.

His father experienced no less ideological struggle than he did.

So Yan Baijing worked very hard.

For his family, he works harder than anyone else.

It was a very ordinary story, but that incident also made him deeply hurt by words and eyes.

Not all are as understanding or compromising as his parents.

From then on, whenever Yan Baijing sang, he would think of his deskmate and feel uncomfortable.

Although it has been a long time, the piercing pain is still indelible.

So Yan Baijing just smiled at Song Yu and said, "Okay, then don't say I stole your sister."

Song Yu curled her lips, "Forget it, I don't think you need to teach me like this. The masculinity is so natural that it's too late for a girl to come up."

Yan Baijing looked at the stars in the sky.

The starry sky is deep and the moon is bright.

A faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The purest innocence of youth is also stained with the bitterest bitterness.

Nothing is important, I just want my family to be happy and well, and have one or two friends to drink and chat with.

That's enough.