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Chapter 27 Chang'an 27

Amid the applause like a wave, a row of students in neat uniforms and red silk tied around their wrists came up from the side of the stage.

The children walked to the center of the stage, stood up, and bowed to the auditorium together.

The palm immediately became lively, and many parents were whispering to each other, talking about the children on it.Huo Yang in the audience was forced to show his face by the uncle next to him.While applauding, he looked forward and narrowed his eyes.Isn't that Chu Zhongxiao?

The host read the names one by one, and when he said "Ye Lang", Huo Yang immediately patted the uncle next to him, "Hey, my brother!"

The uncle glanced at the people below, "There are only two little boys, yours is the short one?"

"No, the handsome one." However, Huo Yang searched for it, but couldn't find it, and immediately became unhappy that he couldn't show off his younger brother well, "Where is the madness, you bastard."

"Okay," the host clasped the red book in his hand with a smile on his face, "Next, we invite outstanding graduate representatives to speak."

The microphone was given to the girl who was first in line from the left, and she read aloud according to the manuscript in her hand, and then the microphone passed to the right one by one, and stopped when it reached a short boy in the middle.

The boy lowered his head tightly, neither raising his head nor answering the phone.The scene was a little awkward, and the children beside him didn't want to push him to remind him.

The host walked over quickly and patted the skinny boy gently: "Student, classmate? It's your turn."

The boy buried his head lower.

The host heard a faint voice, the voice was very low and light, and the speaking speed seemed to be very fast.He didn't hear the slight tremor in his voice, and thought he was reciting a script, so he turned his head and smiled at the audience: "Everyone give him some encouragement, please?"

The audience answered him with applause.

The boy still didn't look up.The host brought the microphone to his mouth, and the thin voice echoed through the loudspeaker in the entire auditorium: "...you can't touch things, you can't step down, you can't shake your hands after washing, you can't sit in the seat Eat. You can call me Roselyn, but you can't just call me..."

At this time, a slender hand took the microphone in the host's hand in due course.

Chu Zhongxiao next to him made a flying movement holding a magic wand, and said with a smile, "My name is Chu Zhongxiao."

The boy on her right, in a well-trained heavenly gesture, said like a bell, "Marcus!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, covering up the whispers just now.The host also stood up in confusion, and after hearing Chu Zhongxiao's sweet and smooth speech, the audience gave him applause and encouragement.In this way, this group of "excellent graduate representatives" stepped down one after another.

Huo Yang stared at the boy who kept his head down all the time, and frowned.

Walking off the stage, one turn is the backstage.Chu Zhongxiao heard someone calling her at the corner, "Chu Zhongxiao."

She turned her head and saw Ye Lang.

He said calmly: "I told you, don't make trouble."

"You?" Chu Zhongxiao seemed a little surprised, but also a novelty, "You tell me?"

Ye Lang raised his eyes, "Your parents are here today."

Chu Zhongxiao said with a relaxed smile: "Of course, aren't your parents here?"

"They sat in the last row, in the corner closest to the exit, and the lights couldn't reach them. And there were two people sitting next to them." Ye Lang said, "There was an Audi A4 parked in front of the school, with a military plate on it, but It's not your family's car. If your parents came here in this car, I guess they won't be here for long."

Chu Zhongxiao seemed to be stung by something poisonous.She took a few steps forward, her face turned from bright to dark, and the corners of her mouth drooped even when she was not smiling, as if the mask on that snow-white face was torn off in an instant, revealing the heavy shadow underneath.

"What's none of your business?" She stared at the person in front of her. "What kind of detective are you pretending to be? First expose people's scars, and then come to be a good person. Do you think I'm going to do this?"

Ye Lang glanced at her, turned around and left without saying a word.

In front of the corridor came the excited laughter and applause of the "outstanding graduate representatives": "...53! 54! 55..."

He returned to his seat, and Huo Yang was chatting with the uncle next to him about his experience in parenting, "I don't care about him, really! I never care!" He turned his head and saw Ye Lang standing beside him, the two His eyes lit up, and he grabbed the unsuspecting young man over, "Hey, this is my brother! Where did you go just now?"

The uncle praised: "This kid is very energetic! Don't you two brothers look alike?"

Ye Lang: "...Going to play."

Huo Yang said: "Cousin, the child's parents are busy with work, and I have nothing to do, so I will take care of him." He turned his head again, "You dare to run away when you speak at the graduation ceremony. Don't imitate your brother who doesn't care about fame and fortune. .”

Ye Lang rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "Crazy."

Huo Yang just wanted to speak, but Ye Lang suddenly turned his gaze to the laughing uncle, nodded slightly, "Hello, Uncle Li."

"Hey." The uncle nodded cheerfully.

Huo Yang looked back and forth suspiciously, "Where are you walking me? Do you know each other?"

Ye Lang spoke lightly and quickly, and was extraordinarily polite and elegant, "Marcus, who just came on stage, is that tall boy, Li Dongqian. I remember Uncle Li came to the parent-teacher meeting last time."

The uncle smiled and said, "I went that time. You are the class monitor, right? You are very eloquent."

"Chu Zhongxiao is the squad leader, she was sick that time." He shook his head, "You must not admit your mistake in front of her."

Ye Lang sat down next to Huo Yang, and heard the uncle sigh, "The children nowadays speak English."

Huo Yang continued: "Isn't it!..."

Then the two chatted all over again.

Ye Lang turned his gaze to the corner of the last row near the door, and found that there was no one there.He turned around, leaned back into the seat slowly, and lowered his eyes calmly.

After the graduation ceremony, a multi-storey shelf was rolled out on the stage, and all classes stood on it to take a group photo.Now the weather is very hot, basically all the children are wearing skirts and shorts, only Ye Lang is wearing a pair of trousers.He was still distracted, and suddenly heard Huo Yang say next to him: "You are not afraid of getting prickly heat."

Ye Lang came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Marcus, that is, Li Dongqian has come back, biting a piece of chocolate with difficulty, grinning a row of black and white teeth at Ye Lang, "I have extra shorts!"

"I don't wear yours." Ye Lang looked indifferent, folded his arms, stretched his legs lazily, "I wear your pants like a skirt."

The uncle stuffed Li Dongqian with a bottle of water, threatened him with his eyes to rinse his mouth quickly, and then persuaded Ye Lang: "Just change it, and change it back after taking a group photo. They are all wearing shorts, you are so awkward of."

"I can stand in the back row..." Before he finished speaking, Huo Yang bent down and rolled up one leg of his trousers.Ye Lang reflexively wanted to retract his legs, but he grabbed his ankles.

The young man's fingers were long and slender, and they easily wrapped around one of his ankles; the palm was warm, and in the air-conditioned auditorium room, the heat seemed to flow up his blood vessels, grabbing his waist His muscles and veins felt like numbness in his calves, making him unable to move.

Huo Yang didn't notice that Ye Lang quietly stiffened into a stone, he just looked at his two calves, then took out a jar of ointment from his pocket, and explained without looking back: "The child fell down while climbing a mountain, and his legs There are injuries on it, it’s not very pretty.”

"..." Ye Lang watched helplessly as he bent down again, applying ointment on his leg that hadn't been medicated for several days, and forgot to ask him what medicine he brought...and why he brought it.

Huo Yang naturally couldn't answer that he secretly took off his pajama pants at night to look at his legs.Even though the light was dim, he still recognized the purple wound on Ye Lang's leg as frostbite, because he had climbed a 7000-meter mountain in his previous life and felt the extreme cold there.At that altitude, a windbreaker that isn't tightened properly can frostbite your leg to the point of amputation.

The two brothers wiped it off one by one and looked at it while the other was silent.

After wiping, Huo Yang watched Ye Lang and Li Dongqian run down to take a group photo.Because Ye Lang's trousers looked so abrupt, the photographer simply asked him to stand in the middle of the second floor.

Four or fifty meters away, Huo Yang could feel the kid's discomfort with "fucking people in all directions", with a sullen face and stiff limbs. It is estimated that if he had a pair of wings, he would be able to run away in place. .The photographer made everyone laugh, and the children yelled "Eggplant" crisply, but he was sullen and unnaturally serious.

Huo Yang didn't know why, but suddenly he was very happy.

Let you pretend.Reinstall it?Hold it?

He was so inexplicably happy to get in the car.

Ye Lang sat in the back seat very silently, listening to the whistle of him going out of tune to the parallel universe, finally he couldn't keep silent.

"Brother, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

Ye Lang looked at his eyebrows in the rearview mirror, "Why do you want to learn investment and management? Aren't you in school? Grandpa said you don't need money."

Huo Yang asked back: "If I tell you, tell me what you did in the past two months."

Ye Lang's attitude towards this question has always been very straightforward, "No."

The person in front glanced at him with a half-smile, "Is this the end of the conversation?"

Ye Lang ignored him.

After a while, Huo Yang licked his dry lips, and said, "Let me ask another question—does what you did in those two months have anything to do with me?"

After being quiet for a long time, Ye Lang turned his head to look out of the car window, and said in a firm tone, "No."

After saying this, he felt a huge stone pressing heavily on his chest, which made him almost unable to speak, and his back molars were sore from being bitten.He asked again, "What about you?"

Huo Yang turned the steering wheel and got on the elevated highway. In front of him was the four lanes full of red taillights. "Yes."

all the way home.

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Lang was pushed up to the second floor by him. He almost knocked his jaw on the stairs, and turned his head angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, go to your room," the man covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in a dazed voice, "I'll show you a surprise."

The teenager muttered in displeasure, "...to surprise me in my room?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Huo Yang rushed in, turned on the computer on the desk, and started to tune something quickly.Ye Lang looked like he had no bones, and lazily moved to his side, and began to speak provocatively: "Hurry up, can you do it? You still don't know how to use such a broken computer?"

"..." Huo Yang also stared at the computer screen, muttering, "Where the hell did I put it, I... hey! I found it."

He opened a strange-shaped file with a strange-shaped software, and triumphantly pushed Ye Lang towards the computer, "3D modeling, you can rotate and zoom in at will to see details and different angles."

Ye Lang leaned closer and looked at the screen carefully, "What is this..." He tried to look at it for a long time, but felt that the layout of this strange room was a bit like...

He raised his head suddenly, hit Huo Yang's chin on top of his head, and let out a scream, "This is my room?!"

Huo Yang grinned and rubbed his chin, "Yes yes yes yes!"

With this fucking blow, the pointy chin was also bruised into a W shape!

Ye Lang lowered his head and continued to look at it. While researching, he said with some doubts: "But this decoration, the ceiling...is nothing like it..."

After a while, he suddenly raised his head again, "Are you going to redecorate my room?!"

Huo Yang looked at the sky, "Oh, you're so smart."

Ye Lang was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but look up and look around his room.

Clean, cold and clear.

It has everything, but it looks like there is nothing.Even the locust tree outside the window with its clusters of flowers falling heavily is more beautiful than his world.

He took it for granted, but why was he afraid of falling asleep in his room when he was a child?

"I have no objection," Ye Lang quickly shook his head, "Just decorate according to your design."

He didn't pick any thorns like this, but Huo Yang was a little surprised, and began to doubt his own design, "You really think it's good?"

"Pretty good. Well... very good. Very good."

Ye Lang studied for a while the ceiling inlaid with fluorite to make a star map, and a carpet on the floor that snaked from the entrance door to the foot of the bed to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said casually: "I think it's a bit like the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang."

Huo Yang endured it, but in the end he couldn't hold it back. He turned around and gave him a brain collapse, "How do you talk? You can move to Babaoshan."

Ye Lang covered his forehead, and met Huo Yang who just turned around.When Huo Yang found that he was looking at him, he lowered his long and thick eyelashes in embarrassment, and his smooth cheeks were slightly flushed.And the irrepressible smile on the corner of his lips... how should I put it, it's very unflattering.

But it's cute, very cute.

Ye Lang realized that he was being stared at without blinking, and kept pursing his lips tightly, but it was useless, the corners of his mouth kept pulling up all the way involuntarily, revealing his true emotions.

It's really... so cute.

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