after boyfriend rebirth

After checking the scores, the whole class has their own plans, so naturally they have no intention of reuniting.On the way to the parking lot, Yang Yimu saw that Xie Yanchu was in good condition, so he slapped him on his right shoulder, "It's mysterious. Why don't you tell me, how much did you score in the exam!"

Xie Yanchu put his hands in his trouser pockets, and replied lazily, "Although I didn't perform well, it's more than enough to go to the school I want to go to."

After a pause, he seemed to ask unintentionally, "What about you?"

Hearing what he said, Yang Yimu naturally felt that there was no problem going to Beicheng.Somewhat relieved, "Hahaha, I got a high score in the exam! I don't want to say it! I said it will hit you! You are several streets ahead of Chuochuo!"

Xie Yanchu smiled and snorted his head, "Stupid!"

Both of them didn't want to go home, so they changed the road halfway, called Zhou Zhisong Baicheng and Lang Lang, and went to Long Dongqiang near the school to satisfy their greed.The private restaurant is interesting enough, the first serving of secret sweet and sour pork ribs has already made Yang Yimu patted Lao Xie's thigh while eating in his seat.

"By the way, old Xie, why did you say you didn't perform well?" Yang Yimu saw that the dinner was a little dull, so he decisively pushed Xie Yanchu out for gossip.

Xie Yanchu glanced at Zhou Zhi intentionally or unintentionally, and continued to grab the ribs for Yang Yimu pretending to be melancholy, and laughed, "Hey, it's nothing, isn't it just the cup of coconut milk you gave me on the morning of the [-]th, after I drank it, I got a stomachache , ran to the toilet. I went to get a bottle at noon, and I was dehydrated all day long."

After finishing speaking, he clenched his fist with his left hand and beat his chest, "Hey, it's okay! Strength is here!"

The half rib that Yang Yimu was holding with his chopsticks fell onto the plate with a clatter. His expression froze, and he stood up. The stool made a harsh hissing sound due to the sudden movement of getting up.Yang Yimu brushed away Xie Yanchu's hand that was soothingly pulling his arm, and sneered at Zhou Zhi who was sitting opposite, "Zhou Zhi, should you explain it?"

"Yang Yimu, it's not Zhou Zhi, I actually made the coconut milk..." Zhou Zhi was still sitting there steadily, and Song Baicheng beside him stood up in panic, "I... I'm sorry! I also have a stomachache, and I didn't Pass the exam, more than 400 points—"

Xie Yanchu watched the play lively, Fang Lang didn't react at all, Yang Yimu walked up to Song Baicheng's side in a few steps, grabbed his collar and hit the wall straight.Song Baicheng was thin, his bones collided with the wall and made a crisp sound, he swallowed the pain into his throat, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, with a cute appearance waiting for Yang Yimu to let go.

Seeing him like this, Yang Yimu wanted to explode, "What's the matter with Xie Yanchu if you don't pass the exam? Oh, you caused others to perform abnormally, and then you failed the exam yourself, why are you justified? Idiot!"

Raising his arms, the fist was windy, Song Baicheng closed his eyes in fear, but the fist he swung was half caught by a pair of warm hands.Xie Yanchu and Zhou Zhi rushed over almost at the same time, Xie Yanchu caught Yang Yimu's punch, Zhou Zhi half stretched his hand and turned to pull Song Baicheng behind him, with a warm smile, "Yang Yimu, Baicheng has paid such a high price, I feel very uncomfortable You can forgive him."

"Song Baicheng! Let me tell you, if Lao Xie doesn't do well in the exam, I will never end with you!" Xie Yanchu pulled Yang Yimu to prevent him from rushing out like an angry little leopard. Yang Yimu was still yelling at Song Baicheng, "There is no end!"

Xie Yanchu: "..."

With Yang Yimu facing himself like this, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart, and every pore was relieved.

Now, Yang Yimu doubted [-]% that Song Baicheng was just scapegoating in this matter, but he couldn't produce any evidence, so he snorted coldly and went back to his seat with Xie Yanchu to continue eating.The sweet and sour soup on the cold pork ribs has a starchy taste, and the more you eat, the more disturbing it becomes.

Fang Lang opened the door and came in at this time, with an extra bottle of Red Star Erguotou in his hand.Xie Yanchu frowned, "Drinking is not allowed. You are underage."

"I just got a call from Honeysuckle." Langlang bit off the bottle cap, poured a full cup, his eyes were red, "She said I got zero points for my composition."

"What!" The remaining four said in unison.This is too shocking, to know a living composition king with zero scores in the college entrance examination.

The waves are like a withered flower in the cold autumn wind. "Should I take a zero-point composition anthology to chase after the goddess? Shanshan will definitely not agree. I asked her this afternoon, and she is more than 200 points higher than me."

Several people were speechless, Song Baicheng handed over a wine glass, "Man up, I'll drink with you!"

Yang Yimu agreed, Zhou Zhi and Xie Yanchu coaxed the two, Langlang finally picked up the wine bottle and drank it, his neck was red, and the veins on it were obvious, he put down the empty wine bottle, hiccupped, no distinction between north and south "I thought that the teacher would see my sincerity after I racked my brains. It's all P. It's the first time in my life that I wrote an essay with such emotion! I, and the exam, just have no fate. You will have a chance to study in the future." Promising, don't think I'm vulgar or cowardly..."

Speaking of which string he touched in the end, Song Baicheng cried with him, Yang Yimu poured wine one after another, and his eyes were red too.Xie Yanchu tried to stop it several times, but to no avail, he smashed the wine bottle angrily, and finally stopped the magic sound piercing the ears of the room full.

"How old are you, huh? Isn't it embarrassing? If you don't work hard, you write love letters when others read books. When others do test papers, you fold thousands of paper cranes. So you want to do well in the exam? There are more than 200 points between you and your goddess! Even if you get a perfect score in the composition, you are still separated." One hundred and fourteen! Idiot, it’s fine if you don’t do well in the exam. If you do well, maybe some of us will have to work for you in the future. But as you are now, it’s difficult!”

Fang Lang was overwhelmed by Xie Yanchu's sudden strong aura, fell silent, and collapsed, "I will change my name in the future! I fell on this Taozi, and I will be called Fang Tao from now on?"

"Hi~" Yang Yimu laughed out of breath, and leaned back on the back of the chair to hiccup.Xie Yanchu frantically patted him on the back, the smoother he got, the stronger Song Baicheng rolled to the ground laughing.

The dimple on Zhou Zhi's right cheek was deeply exposed, "It's better to be called Fang Tao."

An unknown meal, and at the end of the meal, he compensated the store for the wine bottle.Yang Yimu drank, Xie Yanchu was worried, let him sit on the back seat of his car, and said while riding, "How many exams did you take?"

"Ah? I passed the exam——ah? Why should I tell you? Hiccup~" Yang Yimu hiccupped non-stop, and Xie Yanchu smiled, "That should be enough for Nortel, right?"

Yang Yimu didn't answer and fell asleep.

The days of summer vacation are boring.Mother Yang watched her son running out like a sheep epileptic, puzzled, "I used to gather together to study every day, why does Mumu always look for Xiaoxie now?"

Father Yang's temperament has changed a lot since his serious illness. The old monk boiled himself a pot of West Lake Longjing in a purple clay pot, drank lightly, put it down, and was speechless.

"..." There was no way to communicate.In order not to be driven mad by the father and son of the Yang family, Mother Yang called some old friends to play mahjong in the backyard of Old Chen's house at the alley.The door to the backyard is wide open, leading to the road that must be passed to go home, and by the way, you can see when Yang Yimu will return home.At that time, it was time for Mama Yang to say goodbye to the wives and go cook for the father and son.

The wives played for a while with [-] and [-], and they would remember that the child of the old Yang family had just taken the college entrance examination. From time to time, someone would ask a few questions with concern, and Yang’s mother would smile and agree. There is face outside.

"That Xiaoxie who often goes to your house is a handsome young man. His home seems to be at the Yichu mansion. How did he do in the exam?"

"Hey, I heard from our family Yang Yimu that he didn't perform well. But the young man is strong, so I guess he just needs to be humble, so let's just say it casually..."

Whether it was a casual statement or a real case, no one cares.The attention of the neighbors is like a gust of wind, wherever the excitement blows, it will pass by without leaving a trace.

What's more, the people in the alley, and the ones at the Yichu mansion, always have a mentality, "People who come out of there, a high exam is the icing on the cake, and they won't starve to death if they don't pass the exam."

The acacias growing in the yard are in flowering season. When Yang Yimu comes home, he usually comes to call his mother and take her back. These days, he always hears from his mother that the flowers are about to bloom.

Isn't that right? Acacia can be sold for more than 1000 per plant in Beicheng, and the flowering period is short.Once a flower blooms, it is necessary to say a few words.

"Your Aunt Wang's daughter brought this when she came back from Russia." The mother put her arms around Yang Yimu's waist, watching her son's white T-shirt bulge a smooth arc in the evening summer wind, she couldn't help feeling that the young boy was so tender I can't keep it anymore.

"How about I go to Russia to get you one in the future?" Yang Yimu teased while riding, and he could almost imagine what his mother would reply.She had a hard time in her previous life. Since Yang Yimu started contacting the society in his junior year, she went home a few times, and she grew older each time.The buoyancy of hip-hop in youth seems to have disappeared overnight, and the burden of life is so heavy that people don't even have the time to catch their breath.

"Oh! Of course it's best to be close to home. After running so far, how can I take care of you when my old arms and legs don't work anymore? It's okay to be a civil servant, look at Old Li's..." Mama Yang It's like taking a talkative pill and starting to talk about other people's children in the legend.

The corner of Yang Yimu's mouth evoked a tiny smile that he didn't even notice. He didn't know that his expression now was called-satisfied.

It was great to hear my mother talk again.

"By the way, Mom, tell me when it blooms, and I'll pick some flowers to play with." It seemed like a good idea to keep Xie Yanchu in his ear while Xie Yanchu wasn't paying attention.

Mother Yang's voice stopped abruptly, and the soft flesh around Yang Yimu's waist was twisted, "Bear boy, I'm not afraid that your aunt Wang will beat you! That tree is almost regarded as a girl by her!"

"...I'll thank you in three days, I can't pick one flower." Meng Yi was attacked, and the car rode as if he was drunk.Yang Yimu yelled out, "Mom! I'm scared to death!"

The days after the college entrance examination were particularly boring. In mid-July, Yang Yimu received the admission letter from Beicheng University.Eyes bent into the shape of a half moon, Yang Yimu excitedly picked up the phone, the first person he wanted to notify was the boy who had accompanied him through the tormenting and fulfilling months.

He can't be called a man at the moment, but at the age of a teenager, he has a responsibility that he doesn't know where it comes from.Xie Yanchu's eyes always have a maturity that has nothing to do with time. Every time Yang Yimu is distracted, seeing his eyes, the fluttering emotions can be strangely settled down.

"Have you received the notice?" His dark eyes turned a light brown in the sunlight, and his pupils shrank sharply. Xie Yanchu raised his left arm, and wiped away the sweat on his forehead that was about to flow into his eyes.Innocent July is... super hot.

Hearing the cheerful voice from the mobile phone, he knew that Yang Yimu was in a good mood.With a smile on his face, Xie Yanchu teased, "It's been a day since you took the initiative to call."

"Huh? Why. You received it yesterday?"

Xie Yanchu gave a low laugh, "Yes."

"It's unscientific! We don't live far away." Yang Yimu's voice was full of depression, "Yesterday, Bai Cheng also said that he received it. Hey, could it be Zhou Zhi who interrupted the call?"

"..." Xie Yanchu thought of the phone call from Zhou Zhi that his father had just received before he got angry with him, feeling uneasy in his heart, sweating more and more densely, took a few breaths, closed his eyes, "you reported it , it’s Beiying, right?”

It's Beiying.It was clearly an affirmative sentence, but Yang Yimu felt that he was very cautious in asking, as if he was not saying 'You must apply for Beijing Film', but 'Don't be there'.

Yang Yimu's voice also became heavy unconsciously, "I reported to Beicheng."

"Is it the North City Film Academy?" The tone became a little anxious.

Yang Yimu was baffled by him, "Why are you so fierce? Beicheng University...ha~ performed supernormally! You don't want to be my classmate anymore?"

"It's because you don't want to be my classmate anymore." Xie Yanchu felt helpless.

It was silent for a long time.Yang Yimu asked in a hoarse voice, "You applied for Beiying."