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

Zheng Feng took this group of people to the live cs venue in the suburbs of City A.

This is like a private land, and it took a long time to walk along a small path up the hill before arriving in this woods.

The woods are divided into several pieces.

There are fields made of brick walls, and fields full of sand, the largest of which is the field of jungle field battles.

When Song Yu heard these four words, he smiled maliciously, and bumped Yan Baijing with his arm, "Did you hear, jungle field battle."

Yan Baijing scanned the surroundings, "These are all men, who do you want to fight with?"

Song Yu sighed, hammered a tree next to him, and shouted to the sky: "Why didn't I ask my senior sister out!!"

Yan Baijing watched Zheng Feng discussing the price with the boss, turned his head and smiled at Song Yu.

"I don't know, I just remember that day someone said that in order to prove that a brother is greater than a sister, Eleven is determined not to be called a senior."

Song Yu felt that there must be a hole in his head.

So he simply played a rogue, "I don't care, I will sacrifice my time of teasing girls to accompany you guys to come out and have sex, you have to compensate me when you go back to school."

Yan Baijing glanced at Song Yu helplessly.

Obviously it was Song Yu who didn't call her senior, but it turned out that she was the one to blame.

But looking at Song Yu's scoundrel was quite amusing, Yan Baijing asked casually, "What compensation do you want?"

Song Yu just laughed without thinking, "I'm going to invite my senior to have dinner after I go back, so come and come with me!"

Yan Baijing frowned slightly, and looked at Song Yu suspiciously.

"Why do you always pull me when you ask your senior sister?"

In fact, Song Yu didn't know why he always wanted to pull Yan Baijing.

Song Yu also thought about this question carefully, and then answered a sentence that almost made Yan Baijing spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"I don't know, I just want to pull you together, isn't this a friend?"

Yan Baijing thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure this is not your boyfriend?"

Song Yu punched Yan Baijing on the chest, and as a result his hand hurt.

"Go away, I'm not gay."

Yan Baijing was amused by him, "Let's go, Brother Zheng still wants to teach us how to shoot professionally."

Zheng Feng brought a few people to the practice field, and briefly introduced the shooting posture and some tips.

Song Yu was so excited when he held the gun, and pointed the gun at Yan Baijing's pretentious "bang!"

Song Yu pointed at Yan Baijing and cursed with a smile: "Idiot hahahahaha!"

Yan Baijing stepped forward and wrapped Song Yu's neck with his arms, which were superior in height, and clamped them under his armpits. "It's owed, isn't it?"

Song Yu repeatedly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, brother! Brother! You are my brother!"

After a few people mastered some safety matters, according to Song Yu's excitement, they chose the jungle field battle.

They were divided into three groups, Song Yu and Yan Baijing were in a group, Luo Zifan was in a group with Zheng Feng, Zheng Jingren, Mensao, was in a group with the coach.

From the perspective of overall strength, Song Yu and Yan Baijing are undoubtedly doomed.

Song Yu expressed dissatisfaction with this grouping, but there was nothing he could do. Whoever asked them to draw lots would do it like this.

After receiving the special clothes from the boss, several people felt that they had returned to the military training. Song Yu immediately made a posture of hanging a gun according to the military training, and asked Zheng Feng, "Instructor, is my posture standard? "

Zheng Feng smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Yes."

Since the plastic bullets here are likely to accidentally hit, everyone needs to wear a helmet.And the most incomprehensible thing is to tie a silk scarf around the chin.

Totally like a bandit.

Song Yu imitated Yan Baijing's way of wearing a silk scarf, and found that this difficult posture was a bit difficult for others.

He simply walked up to Yan Baijing with the silk scarf, stretched the scarf with both hands and spread it in front of Yan Baijing, "Help me."

Wearing a helmet and silk scarf, Yan Baijing could only see his eyes under the transparent plastic mask.

Lazy, eyes drooping slightly.

Just looking at these eyes actually has a kind of breathtaking power.

Although he thought Yan Baijing was handsome at first, now that he stared carefully at his eyes, Song Yu felt that he would be sucked in if he stared at him for a while.

Yan Baijing took the silk scarf and saw that Song Yu had been staring into his eyes. Those phoenix eyes were slightly dull, making his whole face look a little silly.

Yan Baijing chuckled and faced Song Yu face to face, the distance between them was only ten centimeters.

This is a very gentle scene. Song Yu happened to lower his head a bit lower than Yan Baijing. In order to make it easier for Yan Baijing to wear the silk scarf, Song Yu looked up at Yan Baijing's face. Folding it into an inverted triangle, he gently covered Song Yu's chin with the silk scarf, touching Song Yu's face with his fingertips from time to time. After making it even from the front, Yan Baijing put his hands around Song Yu's head directly, as if putting Song Yu's face Yuquan is in his arms.

Song Yu could even feel Yan Baijing's even breathing, and for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

This distance... can really be regarded as a bit too close.

Not only can you feel the other person's breath, but you can even smell a nice fragrance from him.

That's right, it's the soapy smell most often written in novels.

Is this flavor Diaopai or Qiqiang...

It's like a long flirting, it's obvious that Yan Baijing can easily handle the matter, but I don't know why it seems extraordinarily long.

Song Yu didn't like this kind of discomfort very much, "...Are you still okay?"

Yan Baijing's mouth was right next to Song Yu's ear, and he murmured softly, "No, just wait a little longer, or it will be loose later."

Song Yu didn't do voice control, but this kind of voice directly penetrated his eardrum, causing his whole body to feel like being shocked by an electric current.

After a while, Yan Baijing let go of Song Yu.

It was only now that Song Yu was redeemed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn, I felt awkward just now..."

Yan Baijing stared at Song Yu's cheeks, which seemed to still be slightly blush.

He simply smiled and teased Song Yu, "Hey, you're blushing."

When Song Yu heard this, the flush on his face went straight to the ears.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Talk like I'm crooked!"

Yan Baijing just smiled, and didn't want Song Yu to go around on this topic too much. The distance just now, even a normal boy would feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, it is impossible for Yan Baijing to think that Song Yu is crooked.

Whether you are gay or not, you will actually have a general understanding.

Besides, Song Yu is a straight man who is really only interested in girls.

It's just that it's interesting to tease him like this and see his unexplainable reaction.

"Let's go, we enter from this entrance. The rule of the game is to see which team finds the box first. There are various keys around the box, and only one can be opened. When you meet, you can shoot directly. If you hit the box, you will leave the field." Yan Baijing After introducing the rules of the game, he knew that Song Yu must have heard nothing just now.

Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing embarrassedly, "Hey."

"It's also the first time for the two of us to come into contact with this. Needless to say, Zheng Feng must have played very well, let alone the coach. If we want to win, we can focus on finding people instead of looking for boxes."

Yan Baijing introduced his plan to Song Yu at the entrance.

"Their focus must be to find the box. When the box is found, a fierce battle is inevitable."

"The three teams have three entrances, so the box in the middle is more fair to all teams. We just need to lurk behind them, and when they find the box, we can hit them from behind."

"The more annoying thing is that it's really hard to find people in this jungle."

Song Yu went in with a gun in his hand, "Whatever it is, just do it when we meet!"

Yan Baijing smiled, "...it really suits your personality."

The two sneaked into the jungle, but after walking around the mountains for a long time, they couldn't find anyone.

Song Yu almost dropped the gun to the ground.

"Damn it!! It's so big here! How do you find it..."

"Get down!"

As soon as Yan Baijing finished speaking, Song Yu was thrown to the ground by Yan Baijing and hid behind the small mound.

"Hey, you are very heavy!!" Song Yu complained in a low voice, and Yan Baijing whispered in his ear: "They are in front, Zheng Feng is a thief, and he has the same plan as us."

Sure enough, within a few seconds, Zheng Feng's voice came, "I heard Song Yu's voice just now, why is there no one?"

Luo Zifan said lazily: "With Bai Jing here, it's not so easy to catch their team, let's go, let's go to the coach's side."

After hearing their footsteps walking a long distance, Yan Baijing got up from Song Yu's body. Song Yu was covered in dirt.

Yan Baijing patted the dirt on his body for him.

Song Yu whispered "Thank you."

Yan Baijing smiled, "You're almost out of the game, you idiot."

Song Yu smiled "hehe", "Isn't it you? Don't worry at all, we will definitely win!"

Yan Baijing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Yu's smirking face, a clean and pure smile, it seemed that he, who had never felt anything, was infected by this smile.

"Just say this to you, and I will win for you."

Song Yu looked at his feet, "You jumped at me a little bit fiercely just now, and my feet seem to be broken."

Yan Baijing squatted down, looked at his feet involuntarily, and moved them lightly, "Does it hurt?"

Song Yu gently retracted his foot, "It hurts a bit, but it doesn't hinder walking."

Seeing that Song Yu was still walking on the bumps, Yan Baijing walked up to Song Yu without saying a word, bent his body and turned his back to Song Yu, "Come up."

Song Yu shook his hand, "Come on, stop messing around, I'm not a girl, it's heavy on my back!"

Yan Baijing gave Song Yu a cold look, which made Song Yu's heart flutter, so he obediently lay down on Yan Baijing's back, and let Yan Baijing carry him forward.

"You are responsible for shooting when you see someone, and I am responsible for walking. After a while, go to the infirmary here to have a look."

Needless to say Song Yu's personality, he would definitely not agree to give up the game and run out. In this case, just finish the game behind his back.

"...Yida, why did your ex-girlfriend break up with you?"

Song Yu hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"You are so nice, handsome, and good at studying. If you want me to be a girl, just marry me!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Yan Baijing's mouth, but Song Yu couldn't see it, so he kept talking to himself.

"To tell you the truth, I really think you are very good. Don't deny me as a buddy when you are promising in the future!"

Yan Baijing smiled, "No, maybe you will be more promising than me."

Song Yu pouted, "I can only play games all day long. If I want to learn any programming, I will have a big head. I must have a skill when I go out to play. Although I say that nerds are not good, but in the end the company People must look at the results first.”

Yan Baijing's voice reached Song Yu's ears faintly, "Then I will study with you, at least so that you don't fail at the end of the semester."

Song Yu smiled embarrassedly, "It seems like my studies are your business..."

Yan Baijing smiled indifferently, "It doesn't matter, what is the relationship between us, do we still need to be so polite?"

The two chatted and walked like this, completely oblivious to the smiles behind them that Luo Zifan and Zheng Feng looked at each other with their mouths hooked.