waste heat

Chapter 80

The game ended after two o'clock in the afternoon, and a group of people had dinner in Yucai. The victorious school team members all had bright faces, their heads held high, and they were more proud than they were in their own school.

"Take it easy." Han Cang said to the excited people, "It's in someone else's school."

The team members couldn't hold back, and said: "Team Han, we are the winner, why are you embarrassed?"

"Is that an embarrassing question? Proud soldiers are bound to lose," Han Cang complained, "It's as if you've never won."

"Hey." Everyone swarmed into the cafeteria, and Yucai's food was delicious.

Cheng Yan came with Song Yu. People from the school team met and had dinner together. Zhou Xikuo wanted to talk to Cheng Yan, but Cheng Yan stayed by Song Yu's side all the time. He couldn't find a chance. Only bored.

Yucai's cafeteria is not bad, it can't be said that it is better than Chengnan, it's almost the same, everyone who is tired all morning has no energy to talk, in front of the food, everyone shows great respect.

Except Song Yu.

He took a piece of fish and put it into Cheng Yan's bowl. After being watched by others, he immediately became irritable, "Deputy team, you are biased."

Song Yu didn't stop what he was doing, and continued to pick up vegetables for Cheng Yan, filling his bowl to the brim, as if it was Cheng Yan who ran all morning, and Cheng Yan who played the game.

The team members have already had opinions, "I have never seen the deputy team pick up food for me."

"That's right, he's only been here for a few days, how long have I been here? Why doesn't the deputy team reward me?" The one who spoke was Ye Qingjian, a senior in high school, and Song Yu, a veteran team member who was in his first year.

"You caught me?" Song Yu asked back with reason, Ye Qingjian had nothing to say, it was just a joke at the dinner table, who knows that it can't go on, Song Yu just has a sharp point, which makes people unable to refute, Ye Qingjian was bored.

Cheng Yan looked at the meat and vegetables piled up in the bowl. In front of so many people, Song Yu didn't restrain himself at all, and took care of him too much. He would be embarrassed if no one told him. Cheng Yan held his wrist , said in a low voice: "That deputy team...enough."

Song Yurao looked at him with interest: "Is it enough?"

Cheng Yankuang nodded, held the bowl and said, "Eat by yourself, leave me alone, I won't be hungry."

"Hey, can you two do it?" Ye Qingjian couldn't stand it anymore, "You look like a couple in love."

Han Cang couldn't stand it and said, "Let's eat your meal."

Ye Qingjian chuckled, Cheng Yan was the only one at the dinner table who behaved unnaturally, when will he develop the ability to be thick-skinned?No matter how others make jokes, he won't take it seriously?Otherwise, if others didn't see it at all, he would have exposed himself.

"Let's go sing later." Someone in the team suggested, "Let's celebrate. It's been a long time since we got together, and we're graduating soon."

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone, especially the last sentence. After graduation, there will be no such opportunities. Today is a good day. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a date, so the group decided on it.

Before leaving the dinner table, two girls came over and asked Song Yu for his contact information, which attracted the attention of everyone at the table. Ye Qingjian pointed to Cheng Yan and said, "His partner is here."

The girls looked at Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan blushed, knowing that Ye Qingjian was joking, but he was still nervous about being exposed inadvertently.

The girl said she was sorry, and pushed away.

Ye Qingjian laughed out loud, others said he was joking too much and scared the girl, Ye Qingjian waved his hand and said, "No, don't they look like a couple?"

Song Yu agreed: "Well, like."

This joke was accepted for the first time, Ye Qingjian and others were a little surprised, but they only took Song Yu's reaction as a joke, no one took it seriously.

Only Cheng Yan was terrified after a meal.

In the afternoon, a few people took the bus back first, gathered after arriving at the school, and found a place to sing. The group made noise on the road, while Cheng Yan and Song Yu stayed behind, whispering.

"Stop joking like that," Cheng Yan said, "Twice today."

Song Yu didn't have self-knowledge: "Which two times?"

Cheng Yan counted with his fingers: "I was bumped into once in the car, and once at the dinner table, can't I just pretend that there is nothing? The more you explain, the more chaotic, they will take it seriously."

"Then take it seriously," Song Yu said, "I'm graduating soon anyway, so I don't care what others say."

"What about me?" Cheng Yan said, "I'm still here after you leave."

Song Yu stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and his face became serious, "You didn't want to make it public before, saying that you didn't want to cause me trouble, well, if I graduate, the trouble will not be on me, now it's up to you, Let me ask you, are you afraid that they will know?"

Cheng Yan looked at the group of people in front, their eyes were not on him, everyone had their own life, just like he had a hot fight with Song Yu before, it was only for a period of time, and gradually everyone was not interested in these things up.

"One thing," Cheng Yan said honestly, "I always feel that everyone's eyes are on us."

He knows it’s not, not so many people care about your performance. When you see a person on the road, you have a memory at that time. If you look at it twice, you will forget it in two days. He knows this truth, but he can’t help it. Live will think so.

"Then let's talk about it when you are able to calmly face the eyes of the outside world," Song Yu said, "but let me tell you, I won't hide you forever. Sooner or later, people around us will know about our relationship."

Cheng Yan understands Song Yu's thoughts. If he keeps concealing it like this, it's justified now, but what about in the future?How do you explain the urging of your family, the curiosity of your colleagues, and the worry of your friends when you reach the marriageable age?When someone introduces you to someone, why do you refuse?

The two of them had to see the light, but not now.

"I see," Cheng Yan said, "I will."

He will find a suitable time to narrate and tell these things frankly. He doesn't want others to think that Song Yu is single, just like when a girl asks for his contact information during dinner. He is so good, there will be many people close to him , although Cheng Yan himself can be sure of his mind, it doesn't mean that he likes others to approach Song Yu with impure purposes.

I am getting more and more stingy, Cheng Yan thought.

"Hurry up, both of you, what are you doing?" Ye Qingjian waved his hands in front, Zhou Xikuo and Han Cang stood in place and looked back at them, Cheng Yan and Song Yu stepped up to follow.

When I arrived at the singing place, I opened a large box with four microphones. The box is big enough to accommodate a dozen people. There are many people, and it is not expensive to spread it out.

Song Yu let them go in first, and he took Cheng Yan to order at the bar. Song Yu was usually in charge of drinks and the like, and it was the same wherever he went. Everyone always thought that he was reliable, and he had a sense of proportion in ordering everything, so a kind of relationship with Song Yu was formed. You don't have to control anything when you go out.

"Do you want to eat popcorn?" Song Yu leaned on the bar with his elbows, staring sideways at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan laid his hands on the bar, looked at the menu and said, "If you don't eat this, it's not like watching a movie."

Song Yu laughed, turned the pen in his hand, and said with the wine list: "You are allowed to drink some wine today, choose."

Cheng Yan hasn't had a drink for a long time. Looking at the dazzling menu, he doesn't want to make troublesome choices: "You choose, I will drink whatever you choose."

"Have you ordered yet?" Standing on the stairs, Han Cang asked the two people at the bar in the lobby.

"Soon." Cheng Yan turned back and said, "What do you drink, Team Han?"

Han Cang said with his trousers pockets in his pocket, "I'll do whatever I want, Song Yu knows, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you two."

Cheng Yan made an OK gesture.

Because there are too many people, more things are needed, Cheng Yan waited for Song Yu to order, he was bored, turned around and leaned against the bar, admiring the K room.

Just at this moment, a man with a cigarette came down the stairs, the eyes of the two collided, and their fiery emotions flashed instantly. Cheng Yan looked at this man twice, and for some reason, he gave him a very uncomfortable feeling. A comfortable feeling, because this person... is looking at him?

No, I was looking at him all the time.

This was obviously just a casual exchange of glances between strangers, but why did that person stop going downstairs and stare at him fixedly on the stairs?Cheng Yan was uncomfortable being looked at, so he turned around and avoided his gaze. There was no one else around the hall, so he couldn't give that person's gaze to others. Cheng Yan looked over again, but he was still looking at himself.

Cheng Yan frowned and turned around completely.

"Okay." Song Yu returned the pen and paper to the service staff, and looked down at Cheng Yan's worried face. He didn't know what happened in such a short time, and said, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yan suddenly came back to his senses: "No, are you ready?"

"Okay, let's go." Song Yu grabbed his wrist and led him upstairs. Cheng Yan met the eyes of the strange man on the stairs straight this time.

When he and Song Yu went upstairs, this man was standing on the stairs smoking a cigarette. He was about 40 to [-] years old, with a slightly fat body. His eyes were not so much curiosity as strong interest. Cheng Yan was not an idiot. He felt a strong interest the moment he passed this man.

Cheng Yan raised his steps, quickly followed Song Yu, and passed the man.

Entering the box, Ye Qingjian and Zhou Xikuo were singing, which Cheng Yan had never heard before, he was not paying attention to it, and he didn't hear Han Cang talking to him, Song Yu noticed his strangeness, and asked: "What's wrong? "

Cheng Yan shook his head and said, "No, Team Han, what did you say?"

Han Cang repeated: "Ask what you want to sing, there are microphones here."

"No need, let them sing first."

"You must sing when you come to the K room. I'll listen to you if you show your voice." Han Cang pressed the microphone on Cheng Yan's desk.

It's not that Cheng Yan can't sing, it's just that he can't sing very well. His voice is okay, but if he sings well, he can't be ranked in the school team. He's quite ordinary. He just heard Ye Qingjian howl. His singing skills are no longer on the table.

"Why doesn't the deputy team sing?" The insider said, "The voice is so nice."

"That's right, the deputy team sang one, I haven't even heard of it."

Han Cang raised his hand to vote: "I've heard it, and I admit it, it's really good."

So everyone clamored for Song Yu to sing, Cheng Yan had never heard Song Yu sing, he really couldn't imagine what it would be like for such a cold person to sing, but unfortunately he had no chance, Gao Leng's deputy team Expressed his refusal, he did not want to sing.

After making a fuss for a while, they started working on other projects. The microphones were left there and no one sang, and they all gathered around a table to have fun.

"Can you play rok?" Ye Qingjian sorted out the cards, some people agreed, and some people didn't even hear it.

"Do you know Miss Card? It's just an advanced version," Ye Qingjian explained the wine table game. "The rules are similar to Miss Card. Each card represents a task. You must complete the assigned task when you draw any card, but Rok's task and Miss cards are different, but roughly the same. The only difference is that we have two types of cards: functional cards and dead cards. Each person distributes two cards. Functional cards can block other people's attacks, such as conversion, copying, counterattack, etc. are all functional cards. , but there are only four function cards, that is to say, only four people can get function cards, and other people can only get two dead cards, then you can only complete the dead card task and the task transferred to you by the function card, and cannot fight back ,Understand?"

"It's too complicated."

"You will know after one game," Ye Qingjian distributed the cards, "It's very simple, you can master it in one game."

"Then what is a function card?"

"Flower cards are functional cards, JQK King, four cards."

"What is Xiao Wang?"

"Xiao Wang is a dead card, used to kiss the king."

"What do you mean?"

"My lord, my lord, haven't you heard of it?" This fatal question caused a lot of laughter.

After the cards are divided, everyone shows their cards. Because some people don’t know how to play in the first round, they play it openly. According to the rules, each person only needs to show one card. You can play a functional card to prevent others from attacking you, or you can play a dead card. Tempting others to attack you, and then fighting back, is a routine opening.

Cheng Yan got the cards. He had never played cards with this kind of rules. He didn't know what to do. He was dealt a 4 and a 6. They were all dead cards. He could only resign himself to his fate to complete his task.

Song Yu held a small trump card, and Ye Qingjian acted as the host, booing, "Who has the big trump card?"

A boy frightenedly showed his trump card.

"I kiss the deputy team?" Fear was written in his eyes, "Farewell..."

"Rules are rules," Ye Qingjian said fairly, "The sub-team is yours."

Cheng Yan frowned, while Song Yu calmly showed another hole card, "I'm sorry, I still have Zhang Lao K."

He put the cards out, looked around at the people around him, and exercised his right to change the cards. He set his eyes on Cheng Yan's cards. The ignorant Cheng Yan couldn't understand the situation, and only heard Song Yu say: " I'm sorry, Master Wang."

He pushed out the little trump card and replaced Master Wang with a 5. Master Wang had nothing, so he had no choice but to accept the move abruptly.

Ye Qingjian raised his hand: "Come on, Kiss."

The kiss of the two boys aroused everyone's interest. They yelled incomprehensibly that they understand, and they understand that they are tired of watching. They all count on Song Yu's kiss. In the eyes of the school team members, the vice-team is cold and abstinent. Yes, kissing is fun.

The wish came to naught, Song Yu kept his innocence, and it was Cheng Yan's turn later. His dead card task was to toast with his next player, which was a small task for him, and his next player was Song Yu who had just turned the card. .

Two people asked for a drink, and someone quarreled and said, "It's boring to drink dry, let's have a glass of wine."

Ye Qingjian immediately echoed: "Yes! Let's have a cup!"

So everyone booed.

"What do you mean?" Song Yu launched an attack.

The boy with the license gloated and said, "I'm sorry, deputy team, I really can say whatever I want."

He showed the kill card in his hand, which made Song Yu swear: "Damn."

He picked up the wine glass, but he was unrestrained, Cheng Yan hesitated, picked up the wine glass under the eyes of so many people, he is good at drinking, he has never done a glass of wine, gritted his teeth, Cheng Yan wrapped Song Yu's arm, and He looked up and drank.

"Very good, I appreciate you." The old team member took the opportunity to comment on the new team member Cheng Yan: "You know it? It's probably like this. As long as you are thick-skinned at the wine table, no one can beat you. Thick-skinned."

Putting down the wine glass, Cheng Yan didn't even want to look at Song Yu anymore, he couldn't bear the pressure in this respect, Song Yu was different, he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

After drinking some wine, Cheng Yan became more courageous. At the beginning of the ceremony, he lost his restraint. No one could compete with him in drinking, and the most punishment in the rules of the advanced lady card was drinking. Frankly speaking, they have bumped into one of the few "absolute domains" in Cheng Yan again.

"Damn it, how can you drink like that?"

"You're not very young, and you can't drink too much."

"And I don't seem to be drunk at all," Ye Qingjian gestured, "How much is this?"

Cheng Yan knocked off his hand and said to continue.

In the new round, he was unlucky. He was attacked by a function card and accepted a truth. Fortunately, it was not a big risk. Someone's big risk just now turned out to be calling his ex. Compared with it, the truth is good.

Of course, he was too happy.

The attacker asked a question: "Excuse me, among the people present, you have to have a relationship with one person, who would you choose?"

Cheng Yan's eyes widened: "What's the problem?"

Ye Qingjian upheld justice: "Don't worry about it, answer quickly."

Song Yu's micro-expression was full of attitude. Cheng Yan found that he was staring at him, so he didn't dare to look at him from the corner of his eye. He pretended to look at others and looked around. Because he didn't want to be watched, he did something he thought Clever, but to Song Yu's rather uncomfortable answer: "All...anything is fine."