Chapter 36
In mid-December, the art joint examination finally came to an end.
On WeChat, Teacher Su instructed Gu Fang about the school entrance examination, so Gu Fang continued to attend classes in the training class and prepared to register for the school entrance examination.
The entrance examinations for major art academies will begin one after another after the New Year.
Teacher Su gave him instructions on WeChat for a long time, but was still worried, so he asked him if he had time to come to the school in person.
On the last day of December, Gu Fang asked the teacher of the training class for a day off and quietly returned to No. 12 Middle School.
After a month away from campus, it is still the same as usual. Students in school uniforms come and go, busy and fulfilling.
When he arrived, it was already the last self-study class in the afternoon.
Most of the teachers had finished their classes and gone to dinner, leaving only a few in the office. Su Yan went to the water dispenser to get some hot water while she told Gu Fang to come sit down.
"Xiao Gu, do you have a school you like now?" Teacher Su asked as he poured him a cup of tea.
Gu Fang took the paper cup, thanked him, and mentioned the names of several schools.
Teacher Su pondered, tapping his fingertips on the table. "These schools are indeed very good, but basically, the joint entrance exam scores are just a stepping stone to the school entrance exams. Actual admission depends on the scores of their individual school entrance exams."
Gu Fang nodded.
Teacher Su asked with concern, "What about time? Will we be able to get to these schools in time?"
"Some can be taken within the province, while others require going to the city where the school is located." Gu Fang paused, taking a sip of tea. "But the timings are roughly staggered; they all start after the New Year."
Teacher Su nodded as he listened, pondering the schools he had applied to. "The Capital Academy of Fine Arts is the hardest to get into, right? It's the top art academy in China."
Gu Fang smiled shyly: "I'm not forcing it, just giving it a try."
When they stood up after the conversation, Teacher Su said she would treat him to the most expensive table in the cafeteria, and then said with a smile, "It's New Year's Eve tonight, and the school rarely lets everyone relax for a night. Many classes are holding their own parties. Why don't you go and have a look?"
Gu Fang couldn't help but wonder: "Is there anyone else in our class?"
Class 7 is a class with specialties in arts and sports. Various professional examinations are held earlier than the college entrance examination. December and January are the busiest times, and it is difficult to gather a few people at this time.
Teacher Su smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
They chatted for a long time, and when they went to the cafeteria to eat, there was almost no one there. When they returned to Qiushi Building, some classes' New Year's Eve parties had already started.
Strangely, Teacher Su took him straight to the fifth floor and came to the window of Class 2.
Gu Fang was stunned.
Teacher Su turned around and said with a smile, "Xiao Gu, this is also your class, isn't it?"
Gu Fang looked at the window with a look of realization on his face.
The classroom was decorated with small colored lights, creating a great atmosphere. When the lights were turned off, only the small colored lights were left twinkling and shining on every familiar face.
Desks were moved around to form a circle, with the center serving as the performance area. Everyone waved glow sticks or cell phones and sang along to the music.
After one performance ended, the class monitor took the microphone and read the lyrics seriously: "Next performance, performers Lu Si and Xu Xiwen will perform the song "Kill That Shijiazhuang Man". Everyone applaud!"
There was thunderous applause, followed by a rustling of voices.
The middle area was cleared and two microphones were set up.
It was unknown when Teacher Su left. Gu Fang stood alone by the window, a look of confusion and nostalgia on his face, and then his eyes slowly lit up, shining brightly at the person in the window.
No matter how many times he saw Lu Si on stage, he seemed to be as enthusiastic as ever.
As if seeing a very precious big carrot, the little white rabbit by the window's eyes sparkled, and its two long ears, which had been drooping for a long time, stood up and swayed to the sound of the guitar.
Lu Si accompanied with guitar and Xu Xiwen sang. She had an unexpectedly good voice and sang the gently adapted song as if she was telling a story.
When the song comes to "buy a fake gun, defend her life until the building collapses", and the people in the audience start to make a fuss without caring about anything, you should know that this line of lyrics has a story.
Young people do not understand the reality of the lyrics. When they hear about protecting someone's life, they wholeheartedly and passionately believe that they can shoulder the burden of protecting their loved ones.
The swaying fluorescent light, like fleeting fireflies, passed by the face of the man who was plucking the strings with his eyelids drooping, inch by inch.
Although there was no other expression on his face, the moving music flowing from the strings under his hands always added a deep and affectionate color to his face.
It seemed like an illusion to others, but also like his own nature.
After the performance, the classroom was filled with applause. Xu Xiwen, with a shy smile on her face, boldly picked up the microphone and turned her gaze to the person next to her.
"I want to thank Brother Lu. The squad leader arranged a program for us. I was afraid to sing at first, but Brother Lu kept praising me for my singing. I have to thank Brother Lu for making today's performance a success!"
Everyone started to make a fuss.
What Xu Xiwen sings is amazing.
What a great guy, Brother Lu, he is handsome and kind-hearted.
In the corner where the noise was the loudest, Chen Yi, Xiao Yuanshan and the others received a cold, murderous look from their brother Lu.
After the show, Lu Si went to his table, took down the guitar that had been hanging for a long time, and watched the next show while drinking water - Chen Yi's solo show, performing the large-scale show "Lao Du Gets Angry".
The imitation was so lifelike that the people below laughed so hard that their shoulders shook.
"Brother Lu, do you have any paper over there?" someone asked from a distance.
Lu Si put down the water bottle and looked at his desk. There was indeed a bag of tissue paper. He moved the tissue paper away and saw a note underneath.
I was confused at first, but when I unfolded the note and saw the familiar handwriting, I was suddenly stunned.
-Come to the studio? I'll wait for you here.
Lu Si's fingertips unconsciously clenched the piece of paper, and he looked up and around, but he did not see the familiar figure.
"Si'er! Come here quickly!"
Xiao Yuanshan was just about to call him over to share his snacks, but he saw Lu Si suddenly rush out of the back door with a note in his hand. No matter how he shouted from behind, there was no response.
"Has the longing made me possessed?" Xiao Yuanshan touched the back of his head and murmured thoughtfully.
At this time, the door of the cultural and sports building was still unlocked, and a few students could still be seen in the stairwell. Lu Si rushed straight to the third floor, and his pace slowed down as he got closer to the small studio at the end.
The beating of his heart became clearer and clearer. Lu Si put his hand on the door handle, took a few deep breaths, and managed to calm down.
The door creaked open—
There was no light on in the room, only a small lamp on the workbench by the window was on, casting a small warm orange glow.
There was a man sitting at the workbench.
He sat on a high stool, with one leg half-bent on the horizontal bar and the other leg stretched straight forward.
When the spine bends, the slight curvature of the joints makes the person look thinner and more fragile.
An orange halo stained the side of his face, and his porcelain-white skin also brought out the warmth. He buried his head in concentration, carving something with a pen.
After closing the door, Lu Si approached with light steps.
The window was not closed tightly, and the white curtains fluttered in the slightly drunken night breeze.
The wind blew on Lu Si's heart, and the more his heart trembled, the steadier and more determined his steps became.
"You're here."
When he came closer, Gu Fang put down his pen and paper, turned his head and looked up at him.
Lu Si saw the painting clearly.
In the dark night, a small star shone in the sky, and below it stood the silhouette of a child. The child looked up, reaching towards the sky, trying to catch the star.
"How's the painting?" Gu Fang asked him.
Lu Si pointed at the little figure in the painting and asked, "Is this me?"
"No," Gu Fang shook his head seriously, "This is me."
Lu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then where am I?"
Gu Fang lowered his eyes and smiled sweetly. He pointed to the sky and proudly introduced: "This is you, my Lu Sixing."
Lu Si's heart was moved, not because of the strange name Lu Sixing, but because of the "mine" in that sentence.
Lu Si still sincerely felt that his Fang Fang was very blind, but this did not prevent his heart from being happy. He replied softly, "Yes, it's yours."
The beautiful boy frowned, tilted his head with dissatisfaction and said, "I am yours too."
He sat on a high stool, tilted his head back, his empty blue eyes sparkling with a brilliant light, and whispered softly, "You can't leave me."
Lu Si suddenly felt that "eight million in white" couldn't even begin to describe the palpitations in his heart. Rather, in his heart, the weeds instantly blossomed into tiny flowers one after another, filling the mountains and plains with the fragrance of spring breeze and flowers.
He bent down and embraced his spring.
How lucky he is.
On this night when he was seventeen, Lu Si had already obtained the most satisfying thing in his life.
Gu Fang buried himself in his arms, and his voice came out muffled.
"I'm not good at all, not gentle, and not beautiful."
Lu Si lowered his eyelids, and an orange halo also spread on his cold white eyelids. His low and magnetic voice floated in the night wind, as if it had substance.
"You are very kind and gentle, and you are my most beautiful Fangfang."
"...But I feel like I'm really bad," Gu Fang was still caught up in his own emotions. "I'm trying to trick you into wanting you first. But actually, I don't want to hug you at all right now."
"Then what do you want to do?" Lu Si raised his eyelids and asked patiently.
Gu Fang tightened his arms around him, his voice trailing off, "You want to... do something even more extreme."
Lu Si was actually quite curious, and he didn't feel that the person in his arms was dangerous at all, so he lowered his head, put his hand close to Gu Fang's soft earlobe, and lowered his voice: "If that's what you want to do-"
He chuckled, "I think I'd like that."
Gu Fang's heart was tickled by the laughter.
He hugged Lu Si's waist and took a deep breath of the cool and slightly sweet mint.
Then he suddenly stood up, grabbed Lu Si's waist, and turned him around. Lu Si's waist rested on the edge of the workbench. He looked at the person in front of him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"You've grown taller again."
Lu Si moved his fingertips from his eyebrows to his forehead.
Just a little bit more, Fangfang will be as tall as him.
Lu Si figured out the reason in a few breaths: "Is it because of secondary differentiation?"
Gu Fang rested his chin on his shoulder, moving it slightly up and down as a nod.
Lu Si raised his hand and played with the scattered hair on Gu Fang's temples. His tone was intriguing, more like teasing a child: "Fang Fang, what extreme thing are you going to do next?"
Gu Fang clearly said that he didn't want to hug now, but he was the one who was hugging and clinging to Lu Si.
He tilted his head, but his dark blue eyes were clear, as if he was thinking about how to deal with the person in front of him.
Gu Fang restrained himself from releasing his pheromones. He knew that although Lu Si seemed to be talking in a relaxed manner, he was also trying his best to restrain himself.
Suddenly, his arms exerted force, hooking the man around the waist and lifting him up. Unable to conceal his surprise, Lu Si clasped Gu Fang tightly, carrying him to sit on the workbench. The workbench was already high, requiring a high stool to operate, and now, with Lu Si lifted up, his long legs were off the ground.
Lu Si's eyes met Gu Fang's.
Gu Fang's eyes were filled with pure appreciation for beautiful things. His deep blue pupils showed no extra emotions and were so calm that they even seemed indifferent.
Deep within those pupils, there was a thick color that was difficult to distinguish.
Gu Fang approached him, and the two of them were too close, their ears rubbing against each other, and they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Lu Si felt the breath on the back of his neck.
He had a premonition, his Alpha instincts making him nervous to the point of tingling. But Lu Si didn't want to show any resistance, so he shifted all his instincts to his legs, raising his long legs to tightly embrace the person in front of him.
He circled very tightly, so Gu Fang got closer.
The low, magnetic voice in my ear paused for a moment, but there was no hesitation.
"...Bite gently."
Suddenly, something in Gu Fang's heart burst out, and beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down.
He pinched his waist, his lips and teeth slightly parted, grinding the fragile glandular skin. Lu Si's legs tightened, almost using all his strength, and it hurt. But Gu Fang bit down resolutely.
"……call."
Lu Si's ankles were shaking slightly. He turned his head slightly towards the window where the curtains were fluttering, and exhaled a breath of hot air.
The bite was very light, and only one bite, and Gu Fang quickly retreated.
His lips kissed from the back of his neck forward, then went up along Lu Si's protruding Adam's apple, blocking Lu Si's still gasping lips.
A sticky kiss.
Lu Si seemed to like this sticky behavior very much. Gu Fang wanted to release his lips, but Lu Si pinched his jaw and wouldn't let go.
"pain……"
Gu Fang's skin is very tender and turns red when pinched lightly.
"Then rub it."
Lu Si rubbed him gently with his fingertips, but the sticky kisses continued.
After a long while, the two of them relaxed and took a breath.
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The nutrient solution is full of 1,000, so I will add more chapters to reward myself
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