【Lu Lin】Sight, please watch me

20.

To be honest, Lin Jingheng was a little shocked and a little annoyed at the moment.

He was sitting at the table, listening casually to the speech of the president of the student union at the new opening ceremony of Ulan College, while dealing with work, he couldn't help but recall a little bit of his time here.

But before he could think of anything, his eyes were firmly caught by someone.

The young man was full of vigor and vigor, and the ordinary dress handed out by Ulan Academy gave him the illusion that he was walking on the stage. It could be seen that he was a little nervous, but more of it was the confidence that made people unable to take their eyes off.

The man's eyes moved over unexpectedly and met his own.

Lin Jingheng read it right, the brat even winked at him, his eyes were bent, and his clear pupils seemed to be filled with a smile, like a playful greeting.

Lin Jingheng was annoyed, he never thought that Lu Bixing would apply to enter Wulan Academy without saying a word, and he suddenly felt that the little one he had been taking care of since childhood had grown up.

At the same time, he subconsciously didn't want it. Wulan Academy is a military academy, and two-thirds of the graduates will be sent to high-level jobs, and they will also directly instill military talents in the Silver Fortress.

He thought the same as Lu Xin.

They all hope that this child can live a safe and successful life, even if he is incompetent, it is good, at least not to get involved in the muddy water of Watto.

But it turned out to be the opposite. The kid submitted the application behind everyone's back and didn't say a word after getting the notice. Lu Bixing even came up to him this morning and asked him to help tie his tie, but he didn't say a word about enrolling.

Until he delivered a speech on the stage of the freshman entrance ceremony of Wulan College.

Lin Jingheng couldn't help worrying while listening to the boy's slightly stiff but humorous and bold speech.

In Lin Jingheng's eyes, Lu Bixing is just a delicate flower, or a greenhouse delicate flower that has been patiently cared for by countless people. It is best not to see wind and rain for a lifetime.

But Jiaohua can't bear curiosity, no matter how expensive it is, from boring museums to lengthy mecha readings, this Jiaohua is destined not to be mediocre.

What's more, "Jiaohua" Lu Bixing still wants to work hard and strive to replace Bai Yinsan and become his brother's only mecha maintainer.

Well, even if it can't be the only one, it has to be the most important one and the one that is most comfortable to use.

After the opening ceremony, the freshmen left the auditorium one after another. Lin Jingheng walked into the backstage, and saw Lu Bixing flirtatiously scratching his hair to fix his hairstyle in front of the mirror.

Seeing him coming, Lu Bixing immediately approached him, and knowingly asked with a smile, "Lin, are you here to attend the opening ceremony too? Are you here to see me?"

Lu Bixing's arm entwined involuntarily, Lin Jingheng kept a straight face and said nothing, withdrew her hand, and patted him on the back gently.

Lu Bixing pulled him to sit on the chair next to him. In front of him was a huge vanity mirror. He looked straight into Lin Jingheng's eyes from the mirror, and sighed pretendingly: "Lin is not happy, it seems that I did not behave well today. good."

Lin Jingheng just opened his mouth and couldn't help stabbing him, but his tone softened unconsciously: "The speech is so sour, aren't you afraid of getting old?"

"No matter how bitter your speech was, my brother still applauded for me." Lu Bixing wrapped his arms around his neck, coquettishly like a big dog, "I still applauded to the last one."

Lin Jingheng had an intuition that something was wrong with him today, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't find any problem, so he snorted slowly, and slapped Lu Bixing's hand off.

Lu Bixing heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that this page has been turned.

He vaguely understood what Lin Jingheng and his father were thinking, but he was just unwilling. He was Lu Xin's son, and Lin Jingheng was his elder brother. Would he be willing to live a mediocre life without paying attention to the world and humiliating their names?

Unwilling, and impossible.

Besides, how can I be a mediocre person who will stand next to my brother in the future.Lin Jingheng deserves the best.

Then he becomes the best.

Lu Bixing thought about it, and hugged him without any trace, his heart was overwhelmed by a secret sense of satisfaction.

After calling Lin twice, there was nothing unusual about my brother. Even if Hu Lai entered Wulan Academy, he didn't interfere with his decision.

The first step of Lu Bixing's plan is to keep the "little Lu Bixing" in Lin Jingheng's memory, and let "the grown-up Lu Bixing" enter his life.

This is just the first step.

21.

The camera rotated around the whole venue, constantly capturing this grand feast of toasting and drinking, which was a ballroom dance jointly held by the children of the powerful Wulan Academy.

Lin Jingheng was unwilling to participate in this kind of occasion, but he couldn't stand Lu Bixing's pitiful gesture of favor. In yesterday's remote communication, Lu Bixing deliberately showed his dress, and subtly expressed to Lin Jingheng, "Tomorrow is the dance party, but I don't have a partner yet." Almost blatantly explicit.

So it became like this.

Lu Bixing clasped his shoulders and exchanged dance steps proficiently with the music. Ballroom dancing is one of the compulsory courses at Wulan Academy. Lin Jingheng just couldn't figure it out, but this little girl danced so proficiently.

Most of the eyes on the scene were focused on the two of them, and many girls kept their eyes on the student union president beside them, marveling at his demeanor and longing to be his dance partner.

Lin Jingheng knew that she had been cheated, and whispered into Lu Bixing's ear, "No, dance, partner?"

The breath made Lu Bixing tremble in one side of his ears, and he smiled closer to Lin Jingheng, avoiding to answer: "Lin, you look so good today."

As if to prove something, he slid his hands from Lin Jingheng's shoulders all the way, and hugged him vaguely: "Formal clothes are very suitable for you."

Also extra sexy.

Lu Bixing deliberated for two seconds, pressed the sound of these words under his lips, and left it to himself to taste.

It was the first time Lu Bixing saw Lin Jingheng dancing, and he felt that his elder brother looked great in everything he did. The black formal suit made him stand taller, his brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were pursed into a line, and he seemed very focused when dancing.

At the end of a dance, Lu Bixing's gaze and Lin Jingheng's gaze intertwined, and the young man's eyes were specially bent, Lin Jingheng was in a trance for a moment, feeling that his eyes seemed to be full of...

It's all about yourself.

Lin Jingheng couldn't help having a headache, suspected that there was something wrong with her eyesight, and couldn't help but take a look, but Lu Bixing seemed to have received some great encouragement, and while leaving the stage, he dragged him and chattered endlessly: "Lin? You just looked at me twice ? Later, did you take a special look at me...Lin..."

Only then did Lin Jingheng discover the strangeness recently.

After this little guy grew up, he even changed his tired and crooked "brother", calling him "Lin" regardless of age.

He tasted a little bit of bitterness, and felt that the little cub he had taken care of had indeed grown up.

But at this time Lu Bixing wrapped his arms around him, and shook his hand with him, secretly fulfilling his little wish, while taking a glass of low-alcohol wine, half-truth and half-fake, whispering in his ear Muttering: "Brother...you just looked so different...I like it so much, it's so gentle, my heart is moved, brother...brother——"

"Nonsense." Lin Jingheng didn't feel that there was any difference in the eyes just now, and the bitterness he had just contemplated disappeared, and he withdrew his hand helplessly, and flicked his forehead with his fingers: "Outside, the rules point."

"Oh." Lu Bixing held his forehead and pretended to be aggrieved for a while, and then leaned forward in surprise, his eyes sparkling: "Regular outside—can I be unruly at home?"

"No, no talk."

Lin Jingheng forcefully took away the wine in his hand and replaced him with a glass of juice.

Lu Bixing: ...