Nemesis teases me addicted

When the senior who was highly praised by the teachers said this, Luo Qiao's face turned blue and purple, and Xiao Yan's words of spreading rumors were swallowed into his stomach.

"I, what I said is true..." Luo Qiao swallowed, and said tremblingly, "Senior, you haven't gotten along with him before. He is narrow-minded and often bullies his classmates."

Jiang Yichen ignored Luo Qiao's words and asked a question: "Do you know where I got my master's degree?"

Luo Qiao shook his head, he didn't understand why Jiang Yichen asked him this question, did it have anything to do with Xiao Yan?

"Cambridge University, the same university as Xiao Yan." Jiang Yichen said, "How do you know that I haven't gotten along with him? During the two years of graduate school, don't you know him enough?"

As soon as the words came out, Luo Qiao was shocked. He had been staring at Xiao Yan since junior high school, and he was tired enough to surpass him. He never paid attention to Jiang Yichen who Xiao Yan looked up to.

"This……"

Luo Qiao was so stunned that he had nothing to say, he never expected that Jiang Yichen knew Xiao Yan well.

"What are you doing?"

The cold voice that broke in suddenly came out from behind Luo Qiao. This was the voice he had heard for three whole years, and he was very familiar with it.

As soon as he saw someone coming, a smile was already on Jiang Yichen's cold face just now.

Xiao Yan crossed Luoqiao and stood beside Jiang Yichen.After noticing the flustered Luo Qiao, he frowned tightly and looked the man's whole body up and down.

He questioned: "What are you doing here?"

Luo Qiao lied: "I'm discussing with Senior Jiang."

After seeing Jiang Yichen's face turn black, he felt that something was wrong, so he fled without saying hello.

When Luo Qiao left, Xiao Yan put his hands in his pockets, stared at Jiang Yichen with an impatient look on his face, and warned: "Stay away from him, I'm annoying him."

Jiang Yichen readily agreed: "Okay."

Even though Jiang Yichen agreed, he still felt indifferent.Luo Qiao must have poured dirty water on himself in front of Jiang Yichen.Xiao Yan originally didn't want to persuade Jiang Yichen to forget, but if he changed his view of himself...

If there is a change, he will change it. Jiang Yichen is happy to go away as soon as possible.

Xiao Yan snorted indifferently.

After a few seconds, he still decided to read a few words: "Everything he said is fart, I won't allow you to remember."

"I don't believe what he said," Jiang Yichen said with a smile, "I only believe you."

Xiao Yan's ears turned red: "Don't believe me, I'm your enemy."

The guests arrived one after another. Together with all the teachers and students, they all sat down in the auditorium that can accommodate 1000 people.

Just in time for the introduction of previous graduates, the big screen on the podium printed the single graduation photos of all the graduates present in junior high school.

Not many people came, Xiao Yan could see clearly that Jiang Yichen's photo was ranked first, and his own photo was placed horizontally next to him, which was the second position.The photo of Luoqiao is several rows down below.

Maybe it was ranked according to the results of the high school entrance examination, but I didn't expect that it would be so realistic after graduation.

The memories of his junior high school flooded into his mind - the fear of being dominated by Jiang Yichen in those years.

"Hey, enemy." Xiao Yan touched Jiang Yichen's thigh, "I'm not happy that you are ranked first."

The other party didn't respond at all, but just stared at the photo on the big screen intently, unable to move their eyes.

After a while, Jiang Yichen held Xiao Yan's hand, turned his head and said affectionately: "So you are so good-looking in junior high school."

Suddenly, Jiang Yichen had an urge to ask the school for Xiao Yan's junior high school photo, and secretly take it home...

Xiao Yan blinked his eyes, not knowing why.

He turned his eyes back to the big screen again and saw the photo of himself as a youthful 15-year-old boy. Apart from being a bit silly, he didn't think there was anything good about it.

But moving his eyes to the left, he noticed the milky look in Jiang Yichen's breasts.In junior high school, on the honor roll, he didn't feel it yet.Comparing it now, the 15-year-old Jiang Yichen is really too young.

"Hahaha," Xiao Yan smiled lowly, "You look like a fool in this photo."

Jiang Yichen asked: "Then am I good-looking in real life?"

"It looks good." Xiao Yan said quickly.

"..."

After reacting, Xiao Yan's smile froze on his face. He wanted to explain something, but he heard the school leader let the representatives of previous graduates to speak on stage.

As the representative, Jiang Yichen stood up, without giving Xiao Yan a chance to explain, he walked onto the podium with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yichen finished the whole process without writing, and told all the students about his original learning experience with reason and evidence. His voice was deep and pleasant, and the boring content was very interesting.

Vigorous, talented, and in full bloom.None of these words can fully describe Jiang Yichen at this moment.

During the 8 minutes, which was not long or short, Xiao Yan was completely immersed in this person's speech.He thought, if Jiang Yichen was a year or two older than himself, he would be able to hear his whole school speech from time to time?

The reality is so cruel, he is three years older than himself, and he has no chance to hear that beautiful and convincing voice.

Xiao Yan didn't recover until Jiang Yichen returned to his seat.

"How was my speech?"

Xiao Yan said ironically: "It's not that good..."

After an hour, the grand speech of the school celebration ended, and the rest of the time was for academic discussion, where current students could discuss subjects and issues with graduates.

In order to hide from these children, Xiao Yan deliberately hid in a corner.This is Jiang Yichen's show, no matter what else he does.

Jiang Yichen walked towards him, and Luo Qiao followed behind him.

One after the other, very eye-catching.

Jiang Yichen didn't want to talk to Luo Qiao at all, but Luo Qiao persisted like a follower.

"Senior, I was a little impulsive just now, I'm sorry." Luo Qiao kept Jiang Yichen, "I'm a small director of Bolun Company, and I want to have a project with Jiang in the future."

"Oh? Bolun?" Jiang Yichen raised his eyebrows, suddenly interested.

Xiao Yan clicked his tongue lightly.

Did Jiang Yichen forget what I said?

Luo Qiao went on to introduce: "Bolun is a promising company. If Shen is willing to bow down and cooperate with us, the future is very bright, and it can be listed in a short time."

"Sounds good." Jiang Yichen smiled.

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes.

"So I admire you very much, can you add a WeChat account?" Luo Qiao added, "You don't need to discuss private matters, even if you are discussing business matters, introduce my company."

Jiang Yichen simply refused: "Sorry, I forgot to bring my phone."

In the obvious way of refusing, Luo Qiao paused holding the mobile phone, and said goodbye to Jiang Yichen awkwardly: "Haha, then add more next time."

After seeing the annoying spirit walking away, Jiang Yichen took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and deliberately opened the WeChat page in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was surprised: "So you brought it?"

I feel a little happy, but what makes me puzzled is why I can be so happy about such a small matter.

"Student, add a WeChat?"

"..." Xiao Yan was silent.

Jiang Yichen felt that he was rejected, and took back his phone in a low mood.

"My phone ran out of battery after I went to Chu Mingyang's house. I thought about the WeChat ID just now, but you took back the phone." Xiao Yan said slowly, "Since you took it back, let's add you next time. "

In the end, Xiao Yan still gave Jiang Yichen's WeChat ID.

At this time, several junior high school students came to them: "Senior, can you sign for us?"

Xiao Yan stood aside indifferently, anyway, he definitely didn't ask him to sign it, it was all for Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen pulled Xiao Yan back.

One of the girls handed the notebook and pen to Xiao Yan shyly, and asked timidly: "Senior Xiao Yan, can I sign it?"

"you know me?"

Surprised, Xiao Yan took the pen and signed it smartly.

Another girl squeezed over, and also handed the pen to Xiao Yan: "Yes, yes, you and Jiang Yichen have been discussing topics—whether you study better or Jiang Yichen's senior learns better."

"The teacher said that you are almost the same."

"In terms of appearance, you are more handsome, Senior Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan looked calm and at ease on the surface, but he was actually very happy in his heart. This year's juniors and juniors really have vision.

It turns out that I can be as good as Jiang Yichen, and can be compared with him, and become an inspirational senior in the teacher's mouth.

Seeing Xiao Yan happy, Jiang Yichen felt very happy too.

Basically, this group of people are looking for them to sign.

But there was a boy who was different. He didn't bring a pen and paper. He just said in front of Jiang Yichen: "Senior, I am Li He, the youngest son of the Li family. November [-]th is your birthday, and I will attend your birthday party." , what gift do you need?"

November fourth.

Xiao Yan heard it from the side, silently remembering this day.

"Well, I didn't think of it now." Jiang Yichen pondered, "But... can you lend me your school uniform jacket? After washing it tonight, I will personally send it back to Li's house."

The boy took off his school uniform with a serious expression on his face: "No need, I still have a lot of them at home."

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that the school was officially dismissed, and today's school celebration ended.

The junior high school students were very happy. After hugging the seniors, they waved goodbye.

Jiang Yichen was hugged by countless girls, Xiao Yan stared at him, refused everyone's hugs, and stood in the corner without saying a word.

Jiang Yichen, who didn't know how to offend this master, got away and slowly approached Xiao Yan, still holding Li He's blue and white school uniform in his hand.

"Student, hold one?"

Before Xiao Yan could respond, Jiang Yichen opened his arms and hugged him into his arms.

Still the familiar sultry atmosphere, a touch of perfume.

Xiao Yan's face was slightly red: "Release."

Jiang Yichen pressed his chin on Xiao Yan's shoulder, and whispered in the other's ear: "I've never seen you in school uniform before."

The sound of warm breathing, like a warm current, surged into Xiao Yan's ear socket, itching.

Xiao Yan's mind went blank: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to see you in school uniform."

Xiao Yan was speechless: "Are you a pervert...?"

Jiang Yichen pushed Xiao Yan away, muttering: "Can't you?" It sounded aggrieved.

Xiao Yan couldn't bear Jiang Yichen's aggrieved voice the most, and after struggling for a long time, he said: "Forget it, I'll wear it."

He pulled the school uniform from Jiang Yichen's hand, and changed his coat.When he put on the blue and white school uniform, in Jiang Yichen's eyes, he looked younger by nearly ten years.

As immature as 15-year-old Xiao Yan.

Jiang Yichen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his breathing became short of breath.Obviously the person is right in front of you, within reach, but you dare not even move.

"It's embarrassing." Xiao Yan blushed.

Why did I agree to Jiang Yichen's unreasonable request? It was a brain twitch.

His hand was just on the zipper of the school uniform jacket, and when he was about to take it off, Jiang Yichen pulled him into his arms, stroked his head, and fell a light kiss...

The author has something to say: Chen Chen has double standards.

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Because the day before yesterday was not in good condition, insomnia + staying up late, I was about to die suddenly, I took a day off for no reason, and I clicked to dive, it was really hard.

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"What can I use to keep you"

——I give you thin streets, desperate sunsets, and wild moons.

—I offer you the sorrow of a man who looks long and long at the lonely moon.

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