Has the scumbag actor confessed?

The days of preparing for the college entrance examination kicked off. The self-disciplined and efficient life allowed Zhong Yi to find her own rhythm.

He is still the god of learning with full marks in all subjects in the senior high school entrance examination.

After being tidied up once, Shen Xifeng became more disciplined, and sent three messages every morning, noon and evening, each with a content of 50 characters.

In order to save bytes, all punctuation is omitted, and because the typing speed is too fast, several letters are often mixed in Chinese.

WW: Yesterday, my mother bought prawns and cooked them with the sweet and sour flavor you like. I ate five for you, and I felt that the calories were seriously exceeded. I didn’t have time to exercise, and I seemed to gain weight.

WW: My aunt made a mistake when changing the bed sheets and put the ones you slept on in my guest room on my bed, but I didn’t remind her hehehe, you don’t mind, do you mind, I want to sleep too

WW: It’s getting closer. I’m locked up at home every day. The time passes in a muddle. I think I’m going to have a dyslexia.

One or two is enough, almost every one is like this, making Zhong Yi, a little obsessive-compulsive, feel uncomfortable.I can't wait to get the other party out and beat him up, let him rebuild.

He simply replied that he didn't have time so he didn't send messages, but Shen Xifeng turned a deaf ear to it, and still made regular checks every day, and his writing was still not rigorous.

Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and let him go.

Before the college entrance examination, No. [-] Middle School has routine one-on-one psychological counseling sessions.

When Mr. Deyu Tan saw Zhong Yi sitting across from him, he couldn't help but took a big sip of water from his water glass, and then asked with a smile:

"Zhong Yi, how is the current state?"

Zhong Yi leaned against the back of the chair, with his hands naturally folded on his lower abdomen, with a peaceful and relaxed expression.

"Very good," he nodded, "There is nothing that requires the teacher to intervene. I will leave after sitting for 5 minutes, so as not to waste each other's time."

You said the same thing three years ago!

Teacher Tan squinted his eyes, not daring to relax at all.

I think that when Zhong Yi first entered high school, the moral education teacher in the junior high school gave the file to Teacher Tan, asking him to pay special attention to this gifted and withdrawn child who lost his mother in adolescence.

Teacher Tan had several interviews with Zhong Yi and filled out several questionnaires. Apart from being a little introverted, she didn't see any problems.

And Zhong Yi also assured him again and again that he was physically and mentally healthy and did not have any bad habits.

Xiao Tan, who graduated from 211 University majoring in psychology, believed this. He is a handsome, gentle and polite little angel, and felt sorry for repeatedly disturbing Xueshen.

In less than a week, Zhong Yi was brought in front of him for fighting outside the school and smoking in the toilet.

Xiao Tan was very broken, and Xiao Tan was very hurt.

Xiao Tan asked: "There is no tendency to violence in your questionnaire! You also promised me that you have no bad habits!"

The little angel's eyelashes drooped, and he said indifferently: "The kind of questionnaire that everyone can see through the intention of the questioner at a glance, how useful is it? I just competed with others, how can it be called violence? Occasionally use nicotine to stimulate the sympathetic nerves. , release adrenaline to achieve relaxation, how is it a bad habit?"

"..."

Three years have passed, Xiao Tan has grown into Old Tan, and Zhong Yi has also changed from a gentle and obedient little angel to a student god with full aura.

Zhong Yi focused on mathematics, physics and chemistry competitions, entered the winter camp in the first year of high school, won the first, second and third prizes in the country in the second year of high school, entered the provincial team in physics in the third year of high school, and finally won the first prize.

For this BOSS-level tycoon who 'he got [-] points in the test because the highest score on the paper was only [-]', the students in Ningzhou have dedicated their knees for three years.

Every time before the big exam, the students love to open the honor roll of the No. [-] Middle School, pay their respects to the favorite registration photos, and rub the big guy's luck.

And this big guy who everyone admired was disqualified from being recommended.

In less than a month before the college entrance examination, he ran to participate in a singing competition as a guest. This kind of operation made all the teachers in the school sweat.

The principal personally asked Lao Tan to explore Zhong Yi's psychology carefully, and make sure he walked into the examination room without any burden.

The old Tan who shoulders the heavy responsibility, Alexander.

"Let's not talk about studies, how about that show you were on last week?"

Old Tan smiled amiably, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​partnering with Shen Yu on the show? After all, it's this time, and everyone can't wait to review without sleeping for 24 hours."

Zhong Yi glanced at Old Tan warily, "The school still requires students to go on TV?"

"No, no, it's not the school's intention, but I'm a little curious and want to ask."

Old Tan blinked, "Is your relationship with Shen Yu so strong? Or do you intend to develop in this direction?"

"It's easy to hit and hit by mistake." Zhong Yi's tone was indifferent, obviously not wanting to say more.

But Lao Tan didn't accept this answer, and said in a persuasive manner: "At your age, it's a good thing to have a few like-minded buddies. You will probably be friends for life in the future. Why do you say that? You see, they are similar. With the same educational background, the same stage of formation of the Three Views, and similar social experiences in the future, you are like little worker ants hatched from the same ant nest, with stereotypes on your body..."

"Teacher, what exactly do you want to say?" Zhong Yi gently interrupted Lao Tan's chatter, and smiled politely: "I want to go back to the classroom on time for self-study."

"Oh," Lao Tan withdrew his thoughts that were scattered all over the sky, and said with a smile: "I just thought of my buddies. When we get married, everyone takes turns to be the best man. Maybe you will become the best man in the future." Where is Shen Yu's best man?"

best man?

Is Shen Xifeng getting married?

A scene that had never been imagined suddenly broke into Zhong Yi's mind, making him a little dazed.

Wedding dresses, churches, and Shen Xifeng in formal attire walk towards the bride...

Zhong Yi quickly stopped thinking.

He took a few breaths, looked up at the moral education and psychological counselor in front of him, and had the urge to pull out his academic certificate to see if it was forged.

However, Lao Tan, who was inexplicably trapped in the school of education, was not affected at all, but was immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself.

Old Tan has not yet consciously said: "...it will be fun when you have a child. When you are in the womb, you will rush to make a baby kiss. The same sex will be brothers and sisters, and the opposite sex will be childhood sweethearts. Don't say it, even though we are far away, The kids don't see each other very often, but they still..."

"Teacher, I really should go back."

Zhong Yi stood up and bowed slightly.

"Ah? Are you going back now?" Old Tan looked at Zhong Yi with unsatisfied interest, and when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, opened the drawer, and shouted: "Wait!"

Zhong Yi turned around and saw Old Tan handing over a book with a dark brown cover.

"This is..." Zhong Yi took the book and looked at "The Physical Universe" on the cover very familiarly.

"You gave me this three years ago."

Old Tan maintained a rational and peaceful smile: "At that time you said that psychology was like a charlatan, let me see the real science. I have read this book for three years, but I still can't understand a single page. Return it to you."

Zhong Yi stroked the cover of the book, and laughed dumbly: "Did I say such an exaggerated thing?"

"There are even more extreme things," Mr. Old Tan did not remember the villain's mistakes, shaking his head and expressing that he had forgotten all about it.

He pointed to the book and said, "I heard you talk about a lot of concepts in astrophysics, and I feel that you are very interested in it. I wonder if you still have this interest?"

Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment, raised the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you are interested, you can't eat it. Thank you teacher, I will go first."

Entering late May, the endless brushing of questions is basically over.

The atmosphere in the class has also changed. The originally silent evening self-study gradually started to chat, and then developed into a group chat, and then turned into a class chat...

In the end, even Teacher He changed the ban, watching TV in class after 7 o'clock.

At the last moment, mentality is more important than anything else, as long as it does not affect the examination room, everything is acquiesced.

One evening, Zhong Yi and Wan Fan walked into the classroom biting popsicles, and saw a group of people watching something in front of the TV.

He glanced at it, it was entertainment news, and there was only one possibility for the entertainment industry trends that could attract the attention of everyone in the class——

Zhong Yi raised his head, and Shen Xifeng, who hadn't seen him for twenty days, suddenly came into view.

He bit off a large piece of ice and slid it straight into his throat, shivering from the cold.

It was a certain brand endorsed by Shen Yu who opened a flagship store in Ningzhou, and he was invited to cut the ribbon.

In the camera, he seems to be a little thinner, the suit he is wearing looks a bit empty, under the spotlight, his eyes are brighter than the stars.

After the ribbon-cutting, the reporters surrounded him, scrambling to ask questions.

"Shen Yu, how is your review? Do you have the confidence to be admitted to Chinese Opera?"

"You have broken through the "Listen" resurrection competition, have you thought about what to sing in the semi-finals?"

"The management of "Night Hunt" released rumors that it might be launched in advance. Have you received the notice? After the college entrance examination, will your focus be tilted towards film and television?"

Shen Xifeng seemed to be in a good mood, basically answering any questions he had, cracking jokes from time to time, the atmosphere of the scene was well controlled.

After listening to this interview, the students in front of the TV exploded and talked a lot.

"It's amazing. You can get close to the semi-finals with an amateur partner. It seems that there is really no successor in the Chinese music scene today."

"Is that an amateur? That's our favorite! You search the Internet, how popular is Zhongyi now? There are even fan groups all over the world!"

"Put it down, maybe someone in our class who is full of food registered his own account. Zhong Yi will not enter any entertainment industry, and he is not uncommon to hang out with this group of people."

"Hey, what does he mean when he said that "Night Hunting" will be launched in advance? Does it mean that you can come to No. [-] Middle School for filming in June?"

"I'm just waiting for this. I don't dare to make plans for my summer vacation. I don't dare to book a hotel after my visa is done. I'm afraid I'll miss this!"

"That's that, I can wait for everything else, I will definitely not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to perform in the group!"

Zhong Yi stared at the TV screen and did not participate in the discussion.

In fact, he basically didn't hear what Shen Xifeng said, his mind was muddled by Shen Xifeng's long-lost smile, and he even forgot to eat the popsicles.

It wasn't until the sticky sugar water dripped onto her hands that Zhong Yi woke up suddenly, and ran to wash her hands without making a sound, and washed her face by the way.

It's hot, and I'm restless.

Back in the classroom, Zhong Yi turned the air conditioner to 23 degrees.

As a result, after one night of self-study, more than a dozen people were frozen out of sneezing, and the head teacher was so scared that he fell to his feet, "What's the matter? Are you collectively catching a cold?? How can you be sick at this time!"

So the next day, during the inter-class exercises, the cafeteria moved three half-person-high hot water tanks and stood them on the aisle on the third floor, forcing every student in the third grade to drink a glass of isatid root water.

As for the students in Class [-], Grade [-], under the care of superstar Shen Yu, they swallowed several vitamin tablets every day, and during the big breaks, they could see frowning figures one after another dryly swallowing.

Every night before the lights are turned off, the head teachers of each class have to go around the students' dormitories to show them whether the temperature of the air conditioner is suitable and whether the screens are closed tightly.

Like that, I can't wait to hold these high school seniors in my hands and cherish them.

Shen Xifeng retreated to review obediently, as quiet as a chicken, and never acted like a demon again.

And the favorite schedule has also been adjusted back, and I fall asleep at night, and there is no more insomnia.

Only one night, Zhong Yi woke up after being bitten by a mosquito, got out of bed, applied medicine, and turned on her phone.

Shen Xifeng would send him the last message before falling asleep, and the time could be from 12 o'clock to 2 o'clock.

Zhong Yi couldn't wait so late, she would watch it in the morning when she got up in the morning, and now she glanced at it in a daze, and it was still some trivial things, with three letters o, v, and e sandwiched in the middle.

ove

Could it be that……

Zhong Yi's mind paused, he rubbed his face vigorously to wake himself up, and scrolled through the three messages sent by Shen Xifeng today.

"The manufacturer of the watch you like sent me a few new pieces. After the exam, you come to my house to pick one. It's useless to have so many watches. My relatives and friends have sent them all over."

——to

"M I just took a nap and it seems that I dreamed of you, but you were so fierce to me in the dream that you kicked me l scared me so much that I woke up, you have to apologize to me"

——myl

"I wrote o some lyrics before going to bed, I feel pretty awesome. Maybe I will have a lot of conversations with your mother. It's past midnight. Happy holidays, my dear friend e"

——ove

Tomylove.