waste heat

Chapter 58

Cheng Yan taught others halfway, but was called away by Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng said that Song Yu was looking for him, and Cheng Yan followed, and he didn't see Song Yu for a while. He was fascinated by teaching Han Cangjiao, and the communication was getting better, so he didn't pay attention to where Song Yu went.

Jiang Heng didn't know either, Song Yu disappeared after returning.

Jiang Heng yelled a few times, and was about to call Song Yu, when Song Yu in the corridor on one side said, "Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan saw the person and hurried over, while Jiang Heng looked at the two worriedly and did not go to disturb them.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yan looked Song Yu standing in the corridor up and down: "I have something to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yan was dragged into the corridor, Song Yu pushed him against the wall, the area in the corridor smelled of tobacco, Cheng Yan was startled by the sudden kiss, turned his head hurriedly, and said: "Wait a moment."

He didn't refuse Song Yu's kiss, but just took out the candy he bought in the supermarket from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Yu's mouth.

The sweet smell wiped out more than half of Song Yu's passion.

"Used like this?" Song Yu pinched Cheng Yan's chin.

Cheng Yan nodded, and said with foresight: "I knew you would kiss me, eat this first to avoid the smell of tobacco."

"You know I will kiss you?" Song Yu's eyes became more interesting.

"Ah... that..." Cheng Yan couldn't explain, what should he say?Since being together, the two have kissed so many times, how could he naively think that being with Song Yu would do nothing?

Song Yu didn't make things difficult for him, but looked like he couldn't wait. His tongue hit Cheng Yan's lips, and the sweet taste also melted in. Unfortunately, the smell of tobacco, which was not completely prevented, also entered Cheng Yan's mouth. Inkstone's lungs.

This kiss was very anxious, very violent, and the place was not private. Cheng Yan was afraid that someone would come over. After Song Yu's overbearing kiss as if to vent, Cheng Yan panted heavily. He slowed down for a while, looked up at Song Yu , Facing his reddened eyes, a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Yan touched the corner of Song Yu's eyes, the emotion in his eyes was fierce and a little cold, Cheng Yan didn't know who it was for, but why did he suddenly act like this?

Song Yu held Cheng Yan's wrist, leaned against his cheek and said, "It's okay."

fine?

Those eyes are so red that they want to eat people.

Cheng Yan heard Song Yu panting in his ear, and his heart beat faster. Song Yu couldn't hear his panting, and he was the same. It was really easy to arouse some restless emotions and psychology.

"Did something happen? At home or at school?" Cheng Yan smelled something weird, but he couldn't say what it was, but he felt it was too sudden. Song Yu was fine just now, but why did he suddenly change his mood, eyes Scary red, as if possessed by something dirty.

"It's okay, don't ask." Song Yu's palm rubbed against Cheng Yan's ear, "I just want to kiss you suddenly."

It was too sudden, Cheng Yan was not ready, the kiss was over, Song Yu lay on Cheng Yan's shoulder, and slowed down for a while, Cheng Yan didn't know what he was slowing down, so he lay on his shoulder and did nothing , Just like that for a full 3 minutes, he finally moved and raised his head.

Song Yu touched the corners of his eyes, "Is it very red?"

Cheng Yan nodded sincerely: "Yes."

Song Yu looked down and said, "It will be fine in a while."

Cheng Yan asked in fear: "Are you really okay?"

It doesn't look like it's okay, Song Yu doesn't look well.

Song Yu said: "It's okay, it's really okay, don't worry about me."

Cheng Yan took his hand and said pleadingly, "Tell me something."

Song Yu nodded: "Understood."

Cheng Yan touched the ends of his eyes. Song Yu's eyes were very deep, resembling the faces of Europeans and Americans. Once he became cold, he looked like the cold-blooded killer in the movie. When Yu was in a low mood, Cheng Yan didn't dare to approach her.

"Did it scare you just now?" Song Yu's eyes reflected the worried Cheng Yan, his face was still full of worry, full of helplessness, not as proud as before.

"A little bit," Cheng Yan touched the corner of his mouth, "You just bit my mouth."

"Let me take a look." Song Yu raised his hand, checked, opened Cheng Yan's lips, and saw a row of neat teeth, his fingers went into Cheng Yan's mouth, and slid on the row of teeth Pass.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Yu blamed himself, his eyes were full of guilt, Cheng Yan actually didn't feel the pain, he just asked him for a little care, but such guilty eyes were beyond what he wanted Effect.

"No, it doesn't hurt," Cheng Yan replied quickly, stroking Song Yu's face with his hands, as if to comfort him, "It doesn't hurt at all."

Song Yu saw his thoughts and couldn't help smiling. His eyes were red, and even his slight smile was full of seductive charm. Cheng Yan seemed to feel a gust of wind caressing his face gently. He stared blankly. with him.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu looked at him fascinated.

"Master Song," Cheng Yan leaned against the wall and said sincerely, "You look good when you smile."

In Cheng Yan's memory, Song Yu seldom smiled, and most of them were his cold face. Cheng Yan felt that it was feasible and beautiful to add his smile to his memory.

"You will watch it later." Song Yu took a step back and left from Cheng Yan, "Let's go, Han Cang is still waiting for you."

Cheng Yan almost forgot that he was sneaking here with Song Yu before he learned it, so he regained his senses from Song Yu's smile, and the two returned to the table.

"Just entered one, but unfortunately you are not here." Han Cang said proudly but regretfully.

Song Yudao: "Isn't it easy to get in?"

It turned out that he would tear down anyone's platform, and Cheng Yan's heart suddenly felt balanced.

Han Cang refused to accept it and said, "Why is it so easy? You want to come too?"

Song Yu competed with him, stretched out his hand, took the pole and said, "Which one?"

Han Cang pointed to a dead corner ball: "This one."

Song Yu looked up at Cheng Yan, his eyes seemed to say, "Daughter-in-law, save me."

Cheng Yan laughed.

Song Yu didn't hit the dead corner, he could play it, but his skills were not yet at the level of controlling the dead corner. He did make a hole in one, but it wasn't just the dead corner. He specialized in technique, and Master Song wasn't on his own. Show off your skills in areas you are not good at.

The event was a success.

When everyone went back in the evening, they were talking about the billiard room on the way.

Song Yu suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't told Cheng Yan. When he went downstairs to the school's dormitory, before parting, Song Yu said: "By the way, there will be a league next month, and I may play, the last time."

Cheng Yan hasn't seen Song Yu play for a long time, and Han Cang too, they are all focused on cultivating new blood for the school team. It has been a whole year since he last watched Song Yu's game, if he is not about to graduate, Cheng Yan I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see it.

"Next month?" Cheng Yan confirmed to him.

"Well," Song Yu said, "Have you decided what to wear?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yan paused: "Your competition...does it have anything to do with what I wear?"

Song Yu would not let him go, and said, "Is it okay? When I played games before, who actively said that they would come to watch and asked me what to wear?"

The information is still there, and he wants to see Song Yu dig it out at any time and crucify him.

Cheng Yan couldn't refute it anymore, his own thoughts were exposed too clearly at that time, he always thought that others didn't know, but now that he was exposed, Cheng Yan couldn't hide his thoughts at all, he hesitated: "You know all about it .”

"I don't want to know either, but your small thoughts are so obvious that I can't ignore them," Song Yu stretched out his hand, Cheng Yan didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him stiffly, Song Yu raised his wrist, Cheng Yan handed it to him inexplicably In the past, Song Yu squeezed his fingertips, "I'm sorry to make you wait so long."

Cheng Yan lowered his head slightly, "What are you talking about now?" That's not Song Yu's style, although he was really happy to hear it.

Song Yu wasn't joking with him: "Cheng Yan, stay by my side."

What happened to him today?So soft and sentimental?

Cheng Yan nodded, very good at coaxing people, he felt that Song Yu was a bit different tonight, the tenderness was different from usual, it seemed to be accompanied by a kind of fear and worry, which sounded quite heavy.

Maybe it's because the night is full of emotions, Cheng Yan said understandingly: "Song Yu, I will stay by your side well."

From the first time he met Song Yu, he looked forward to staying by his side forever.

Song Yu smiled softly, rubbed his head, and went up to the dormitory with him. It was already late today, and Song Yu was already very tired. They separated and went back to their dormitories to rest.

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For the past two days, Cheng Yan has been busy with the school team, and didn't pay much attention to his studies. He forgot that there was an exam today, and he didn't review yesterday. When he sat in the classroom and got the paper, he thought he was going to be screwed this time.

Zhao Yibai poked him in the back, Cheng Yan turned his head, Zhao Yibai said to him: "Can you write?"

Cheng Yan looked at the math paper: "Part of it."

Zhao Yibai said: "The old class said that this time the exam is not good enough to copy ten times, it's up to you."

"Zhao Yibai, what are you doing?" The old class invigilated the exam himself, and immediately scolded him when he noticed the two little tricks.

Cheng Yan looked back, under the proctor of the old class, few dared to cheat.

Zhao Yibai said in a low voice: "Damn it, why is he proctoring the exam himself? It's over..."

Cheng Yan held the pen and glanced at the questions. He likes to do the papers from the back to the front. Although the teacher reminded them that it is best not to do this, because there are difficult problems in the back and it is a waste of time. It is better to do it at the end, but Cheng Yan is not obedient , has been disobedient.

No matter what paper, I like to do it from the back to the front.

Cheng Yan's academic performance is not too bad, it belongs to the middle class, and he is the only one among the few boys in the back row whose grades can be seen. He has been living on his laurels, eating what he has learned before, occasionally listening to new knowledge, occasionally being serious, and knowing. It is not comprehensive, so the grades are always up and down, very unstable, but just now Zhao Yibai said that the old class will be fined to copy ten times, he dare not disobey the order, and go against the old class, this time he must perform steadily .

Sitting on one side, Guan Di was a little surprised to see Cheng Yan's serious expression. He whistled, but Cheng Yan didn't turn his head, but the class teacher's gaze.

"Isn't there any tape on the table? Don't waste it, tear some off and stick it on your mouth." Old Ban's sharp eyes frightened Guan Di, and he covered his mouth and went to write the test paper.

As soon as Guan Di calmed down, Zhang Teng started acting like a demon again. He threw something on Cheng Yan's desk, Cheng Yan turned his head, and Zhang Teng wrote a few large characters on the blank paper: HELP!

Just as Cheng Yan wanted to see where Lao Ban was, Lao Ban called his name: "Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan hurriedly raised his head.

"You and Li Wusi change places."

Cheng Yan stood up, and the female student whose name was called also stood up.

The old class said to the female classmate: "You sit in the back."

The female classmate passed by with a pen and paper. Cheng Yan had no choice but to carry the test paper and walked up to the front. He was in a row with Li Xiaoxiao and the others, right under the eyes of the old class.

Everyone in the class was panicking, they were all looking at Cheng Yan and Li Wusi, knowing that the old class was serious this time, hoped for good grades to perform steadily, hoped for poor grades to be all right, copying ten times was not a small punishment.

There was a dead silence in the third class, only the sound of flipping through papers and hitting foreheads with pens.

After a tense test, the third class was full of excitement.

"Help! I'm done! This test is too difficult!"

"Zhao Yibai, who did you copy? How much did you write? I feel like I'm useless, and I must copy the papers."

"I don't have to copy, and I can't read it on my phone. The old class is too strict!"

Students with poor grades were worried, and those with top grades were also talking in low voices.

"Li Xiaoxiao, what was your last question? Mine is 48."

"Ah, how did I calculate 21 and 48?"

"Didn't you ask for the diameter..."

"Great! I wrote 21 too!"

"Liu Yangyang?" Li Xiaoxiao hastily flipped through his draft paper, "I must have made a mistake."

Liu Yangyang: "Squad leader, you..."

"Can you stop discussing the answers? I'm having a heart attack."

Amidst the noisy voices of people, Cheng Yan remained calm. He had not made a sound since he finished writing the paper. He took the water glass to the door to fetch warm water, and stood aside quietly waiting for the water to fill the glass.

"Hey, ask Cheng Yan," Shen Yun called his name, "Cheng Yan, how much did you write on the last question?"

Cheng Yan's grades are very weird. From Shen Yun's point of view, he is the extremely unstable classmate. Sometimes he is at the same level as Guan Di Zhang Teng and others, and sometimes he can directly surpass Li Xiaoxiao. The ups and downs are too big. No wonder Lao Ban interviewed him several times.

Cheng Yan tilted his head, the outline was traced by light, the lines were smooth, and his tone was relaxed: "I forgot."

Shen Yun obviously didn't believe it: "Can you forget all this?"

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him expectantly. It seemed that Cheng Yan's answer was a standard answer. Students with good grades didn't despise Cheng Yan very much. They were called by the old class again and again, and those who wanted to be pulled up naturally did not suffer a crushing defeat.

Cheng Yan didn't lie: "Well, I wrote it backwards, I don't know."

Cheng Yan picked up the cup and scratched his forehead. His broken hair was messed up and covered his clean face, which seemed a bit lazy.

After receiving the water, Cheng Yan was about to go back to his seat when there was a sudden commotion in the corridor outside, followed by screams piercing the sky.

"what--"

It was the sharp voice of a girl, piercing through the air in the bright sunlight, rushing to the sky, the third class became agitated, everyone immediately came to the window, stood up in a daze, and asked what happened, someone ran out of the corridor, and there was a voice outside. Come an astonishing word.

"Suicide!"

The panic brought about by the serious exam was instantly suppressed, and everyone rushed out of the classroom immediately, with noisy footsteps, and Cheng Yan and Zhao Yibai also ran out.

There were crowds of people in the corridor, stretching their necks to look downstairs, some were howling, some were whispering, some were rushing to the bright red pool of blood, some were stunned and at a loss.

Downstairs, in the middle of the puddles of blood, lay a girl in her youth. She was wearing a bright red dress, red embroidered shoes, and delicate makeup. She was different from the students in plain school uniforms. Her meticulous attire seemed to be for going to school. This is a grand Huangquan.

Cheng Yan's nails dug into the flesh, and an unprecedented panic swept over his heart.

She bloomed in a pool of blood, as if reminding him of an important thing that had been neglected.

She is--

Tan Tingting.