Zhou Dumb

Not long after Wen Xizhi finished speaking, Nanmuhe stood still and lost the connection.

The system automatically determines that the combination of Duke Zhou Lumenglai and Fanzhen Wenqun will win the game.

They are still ranked first in the standings.

After exiting the matching interface, Zhou Menglai sent Wen Xizhi a message:

[Private chat] Zhou Gong came to dream: You just vented your anger on me?

[Private Chat] Fan Pillow Warm Quilt: Well, but not entirely.

[Private chat] Duke Zhou came to dream: Then what else?

[Private chat] fan pillow warm quilt: He said he knows you very well, I am not happy.

???

What the hell?

Is Wen Xizhi out of his mind?

How did he type such an arrogant tone?

[Private Chat] Fanzhen Wenqun: What I just said is true, I gave you the things, don't return them.

???

I don't quite understand these rich people. Can money be squandered like this?

[Private chat] Duke Zhou came to dream: Does your family know that you are such a prodigal?

[Private chat] fan pillow warm quilt: Hey, there is no way, the daily life of a single dog.

[Private Chat] Fanzhen Wenqun: Maybe I need a little boyfriend who can help me manage the treasury.

Mr. President, you still have to be shameless, you are a single dog like this, how can you let the dog live!

[Private chat] Zhou Gong came to dream: little...boyfriend?

[Private chat] fan pillow warm quilt: Yes, you know, it is the kind of species that can be hugged, eaten, fed, and held in the palm of your hand.

I know a bird?

Zhou Menglai was a little nervous, the speed in his head could not keep up with the speed of his hands, so he subconsciously sent a sentence——

[Private Chat] Zhou Gong came to Dream: Then did you find it?

[Private chat] fan pillow warm quilt: I found it.

Zhou Menglai looked at those three words and waited for a long time.

Half a minute passed.

1 minutes passed.

2 minute passed...

Gone?found it?Gone?

Who the fuck are you talking about! !Terrified! !

Zhou Menglai wrote, deleted, deleted, and wrote in the typing box, and finally became angry and unplugged the computer.

What is Wen Xizhi doing?

—"Hey, Dad, what's up?"

——"Do you still want to go home? You haven't been back since National Day left!"

——"I know, I know, Dad, I will come back in a few days, just come back~"

——"Bring your little boyfriend back to meet him, the boss is not young anymore, and he hasn't decided yet."

——"Dad, don't listen to my sister-in-law's nonsense. I haven't written my horoscope yet. I'm busy now. Hang up first."

——"Come back in a few days, remember to buy it for grandpa..."

——"Beep beep..."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xizhi just wanted to make up what he hadn't finished, but saw that the character in front of him had disappeared, and the friend column was also blacked out.

[Friend Reminder] Your friend [Zhou Gong Lu Meng Lai] has gone offline.

There are two major events in November. One is the change of the student union. Wen Xizhi, who is already a senior, will hand over the burden of the president of the student union to the next students; .

With these two things piled up together, Wen Xizhi and Zhou Menglai became a little busy.

It goes without saying that Wen Xizhi wants to hand over the affairs, and the two of them also accepted the invitation from the sign language club to prepare for the program of the welcome party.

Once the two get busy, they seldom see each other during the day, but they have time to play games and play 2V2 league games at night.

Except for the unbeaten record on the first day, the 2V2 league played in the next few days was quite difficult. In the end, they only got the fifth place, and Zhou Menglai simply got the reward he wanted.

But as soon as the results of the competition were announced, the girls who played "Kill the Other" were excited again.

Wen Xizhi didn't say what he hadn't finished talking in the game that day. How could the two of them be ambiguous or how ambiguous, but Zhou Menglai still cared a little, always thinking about finding a chance to say it by himself?

The program prepared by the sign language club at the welcome party was a mix of songs. Zhou Menglai was only responsible for one of the songs "Love" sung by the Little Tigers, but he had to lead a small team to compete together, and he also acted as a sign language consultant from time to time.

Because Wen Xizhi had a lot of things to do, he didn't come to the training for the first half of the month, and Zhou Menglai almost taught him the second half of the month, and then this happened——

"Primary school brother, this sentence is too fast, please slow down, I can't read it."

"Primary boy, how does the phrase 'to the sky...' compare?"

"Primary school brother, do you think my hands are right? Do you want to lower them? Would you like to adjust them for me?"

...

And so on, even the sign language teacher couldn't stand it anymore, just about to say something, suddenly a flash of inspiration.

"Students, let's change the form. There is a lead singer on the left, and the performers on the right. They are unloading inwards. How about this formation?"

I tried it according to the form suggested by the teacher, and it felt better than sign language only, so the formation was settled like this.

"Student Wen, then you will be the lead singer of the "Love" team. Is there a problem?"

Wen Xizhi narrowed his eyes, smiled and looked at Zhou Menglai who was not far away, his back was turned to teach others, and he said hello.

The heat of summer and the freshness of autumn go hand in hand. December is the month of winter. People put on coats that block the wind and keep warm to welcome the increasingly cold winter.

The orientation party that had been prepared for a month was held in the playground, and people from all the colleges came to watch, and the scene was once hot.

The programs of the sign language club were arranged in the first few episodes, all of which were cheerful songs, which was considered a warm-up show.

This is the first time for Zhou Menglai to appear on stage in front of so many people. The previous time in the clothing club was a little uncomfortable. Now that there are so many lights... is there still time to run now? ?

As the cold wind blew, he hugged his arms and rubbed them twice, looked at the pink shirt and white trousers on his body, took the hot water from the warm-hearted female classmate to warm his hands, and the next show was coming to them.

Someone patted his left shoulder lightly. He turned his head and didn't see anyone. Only when he heard a snap of his fingers on the right side did he realize that he was being molested.

Wen Xizhi was wearing a white shirt, a warm gray vest, and a wine red tie. His long, straight legs leaned against the curtain wall behind him, like a glass of rich red wine, elegant and charming.

Wen Xizhi: "Are you nervous?"

Zhou Menglai: A little bit.

Wen Xizhi: "Look at me when you're nervous."

Zhou Menglai chuckled, and gestured: You are dressed like a bartender now, I can't help but laugh when I look at you.

"Then laugh." Wen Xizhi adjusted the loose collar for him, and said with a smile:

"You look the most charming when you are happy."

The host was announcing the curtain, and before Zhou Menglai could react, Wen Xizhi separated from him and prepared to go on stage.

Zhou Menglai was still reminiscing about what Wen Xizhi said until he was getting ready to play.

At this time, it was the Little Tigers' "Love" to sing songs together. Only two [-]-beat preludes were played to make the sign language team take their positions. In front of the microphone diagonally opposite, one of Wen Xi came out and the girls in the audience screamed.

Wen Xizhi followed the prelude to beat the time, gestured with both hands in sign language, and sang:

"String your heart and mine on a string"

"String a clover, string a concentric circle"

"Let everyone look forward to the call of the future." Spreading his hands, he slowly followed the rhythm and drew a semicircle towards his chest. Wen Xizhi cast a glance at the audience,

"Be a companion while you are young~"

"Don't let the young grow up to be lonely"

"Plant my clover in your dream field"

"Let the earth follow our concentric circles"

"Never stop spinning~"

In the climax part of the song, Wen Xizhi turned slightly sideways, towards the position where Zhou Menglai was standing, and gesticulated while singing——

"Call out to the sky and say I love you"

As if the arranged duet was over, Wen Xizhi sang to the audience again——

"Say I miss you to that wandering white cloud"

"Let the sky be heard, and the white clouds be seen"

"No one can erase the promise we made~"

Zhou Menglai has been looking at Wen Xizhi, seeing him facing the sign language team every time I love you, watching him singing to himself with an affectionate voice

"Give you the brightest star...Listen to the oath of the sea...Let us fall in love freely..."

After the sign language club's performance ended, Zhou Meng stepped down and walked to another exit to look for Wen Xizhi.

He doesn't want to wait any longer, no matter whether he is self-indulgent or not, no matter whether the other party really likes him or not, he wants to tell the other party what he thinks.

Urgent, from the day at the clothing club, to the 10-second KO in the game, to the day when I was with me during the National Day holiday, to now I think about each other every second.

It's really hypocritical.

Zhou Menglai scolded himself, struggling to shuttle backstage in the chaotic flow of people.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from his side, pulling him into the empty dressing room, and locked the door area from the inside.

Wen Xizhi hugged him, and gently and tentatively covered his lips.

With a kiss like a touch of water, he saw Wen Xizhi open his mouth and asked, "Did you hear me? My heartfelt voice."

Zhou Menglai's eyes reflected his affection, and after a long time, he gently pushed the person away.

He nodded towards Wen Xizhi, and like the slow-motion special effects of a movie, he sternly compared sign language, his lips that could not make a sound opened and closed, and said in unison with the movement of his hands:

I love you.

The author has something to say: Confession!kissed!Mother-style excitement! ! ! ! !