waste heat

Chapter 47

There was no school for the past two days, Cheng Yan didn't go out much because of his injury, and Song Yu didn't see him either. First, he didn't have time, second, he was busy, and third, there were rumors. He had to avoid it recently.

At noon, he was the only one in the dormitory. Guan Di and the others went online together. They said they would go to a dinner party at night. Cheng Yan didn't know how to play games, so he didn't go. He was so bored in the dormitory that he exploded.

A few books borrowed from the library were spread out on the desk, and he hadn’t moved them. He was restless and couldn’t read them. He hugged his legs and rested his chin. He still didn’t skip a line of words for 2 minutes.

His mind is not here at all. No matter how exciting Holmes's detective process is, he can't read it at all.

After closing the thick book, Cheng Yan didn't want to read it, pushed the book in the corner, and picked up the phone.

Logging into that forum, the rumors and gossips that have been raging since yesterday are still going on. It’s only been the second day, and he can’t ask for everything to calm down. Recently, many strange classmates added him, asking him if he is real Yes, people from the next class also participated, expressing strong interest in this "Forbidden Love".

It's rare to see the basics themselves, at least there are only a handful of them standing under the sun, and the person he's involved in the basics is still Song Yu, so it's not surprising that things are so big.

Master Song, Master Song, can we not be famous?

Cheng Yan has been feeling emotional for the past two days. He has been thinking about graduating as soon as possible. He hates the eyes of attention and people analyzing him with all kinds of speculative eyes. The school is only so big, one pass ten, ten According to rumors, everyone knows about a gay couple, and the protagonist is Song Yu's gay, and there is nothing to hide.

Cheng Yan flipped through the topic building, and the building got higher and higher.

"Zhang Teng..." The door was pushed open, and a boy walked in. Cheng Yan raised his head and met his eyes. He was a classmate who lived in the next bedroom. The boy said, "Cheng Yan, just you?"

Cheng Yan turned around, continued to look at the phone and said, "They went out to surf the Internet."

The boy walked in and said, "It's okay, I'll borrow a meal card, is there any?"

Cheng Yan didn't raise his head, but put it on his knees and said, "It's on the cabinet, take it yourself."

Obviously, the boy took away the meal card and did not leave just like that. He stood behind Cheng Yan and looked at his mobile phone interface, "Did you eat melon and eat yourself?"

This thing is really well known.

Cheng Yan put down the phone, raised his head and said, "Do you believe it?"

The boy said: "Half and half, but do you really like Song Yu? I don't agree with being gay, but if it's Song Yu, I have nothing to say."

"What do you mean?"

"I have to ask, he is Song Yu," the boy left with his meal card, "I can understand if you like him, come on."

The door was closed, and soon Cheng Yan was left alone in the dormitory.

He hasn't asked Song Yu about this matter yet. He doesn't know if Song Yu knows or if it has affected him. Song Yu has been busy for the past two days, and the trials are not over yet. He still has things to do, and Cheng Yan didn't contact him.

The sun outside is dazzling, the sun is high, and the screams of the field can still be heard in the dormitory. I don’t know who has performed well again. At first, the secret joy that I thought I was going to enter the school team slowly faded away. There is always someone He is more qualified to enter the school team than him.

What is he doing now?Watch the game, analyze, compare, pick?

Cheng Yan hugged his knees, looking boredly at the blue sky and white sun outside.

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Song Yu didn't think so. He lived a fulfilling day. From eight o'clock in the morning to now, his patience has been wiped out. Sitting here at this time, he has long been unable to make analysis, holding a pen and looking at the In the arena, there is not a word on the white paper.

On the other hand, Han Cang was very busy.

So he doesn't want to be the captain, that's why.

"This one's not bad, just write it down on the 5th." Han Cang wrote quickly, like a judge, with his hands on his chin, nervous about the anxious match point.

With the whistle of the referee, the game is over.

Han Cang's tense nerves relaxed, picked up the water on the side, opened the lid and saw Song Yu's boring face, and looked down at his desk: "There are so many teams, and none of them caught your eye?"

Song Yu threw down his pen and said, "No, I didn't remember it."

Han Cang smiled, cleared his throat after drinking the water, and said, "You didn't like to do this kind of thing before, it's fine if you can sit until now this year, go back, Susu and I can handle it here."

Su Subi at the side made an "OK" gesture.

Song Yu stood up and said, "It's troublesome."

Han Cang waved his hand.

Song Yu left the arena.

His requirements are too harsh. If it is really according to his standards, the good performances that Han Cang said will not pass him, because he has experienced professional special training and trained with a group of professional players. His standards were naturally raised.

Song Yu left the arena, surrounded by murmurs.

He returned to the dormitory building, instead of going back to his own dormitory, he headed towards other people's dormitory with a clear goal.

The door was not closed, he knocked, and his voice "Come in" came from inside.

Song Yu pushed the door open and went in. The person he missed was sitting peacefully on a chair and looking at his mobile phone. There was a voice of conversation coming from inside. He didn't lift his head. He just sat with his legs crossed. The legs are very eye-catching, and stepping on the chair has become an absolute landscape.

This is what Song Yu saw as soon as he came in.

Cheng Yan was wearing short-sleeved shorts, with a straight nose, three-dimensional profile, and a lighter complexion than many boys. The whole person was wrapped in loose clothes, and when he huddled into a ball, he had the illusion of being petite and cute.

Song Yu felt that he was probably crazy, thinking that a boy was petite and cute.

And it's Cheng Yan of 181.

Cheng Yan, who hadn't heard the sound all this time, turned around from the movie and saw that it was Song Yu, and finally there was a little ripple in his calm heart.

"Song Yu," he paused the phone interface and looked at him in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Song Yu walked in and stared at his thighs: "Is this how you dress?"

Cheng Yan looked down at his clothes, but didn't see anything inappropriate, "So... what's wrong?"

The clothes are normal and decent, short sleeves and shorts, what else can he wear on such a hot day?Everyone dressed like this, he didn't know where his clothes offended him.

"There are no longer pants?" Song Yu expressed his dissatisfaction. The pants on his body were as good as hot pants.

"This..." Cheng Yan stood up and said, "It's too long, it's here."

He gestured, then understood something, raised his head and looked at Song Yu, "Are you starting to care about what clothes I wear?"

Song Yu touched his waist and pinched him lightly, which was his tacit consent.

Cheng Yan said with a smile: "The problem of sitting posture, I won't sit like that next time."

Cheng Yan pulled a chair and said, "Sit down."

Song Yu said: "Don't sit, sit for a day."

Cheng Yan remembered his ball game and said, "Oh, yes, then you stand, is the game over?"

"No, I don't care."

"That's okay?"

"The captain let me go."

Cheng Yan said: "Why do you care if you don't want to? Do you know how many people rushed at you? Oh no, do you know how many people are afraid of you?"

"Whether they can enter is a matter of their own strength, and it doesn't matter whether I go or not."

"Who said? Your presence will affect other people's performance, you can easily get nervous, okay?" Cheng Yan blamed him for not being self-aware. Of course, his presence has an impact on the players.

Song Yu leaned against Guan Di's desk behind him, "Has it affected you too?"

"It has a big impact." Cheng Yan was nervous throughout the first half. He couldn't forget that feeling, but it was also good. He said, "Without you, we wouldn't be able to turn the tables in the second half."

Song Yu said: "You are smart."

Cheng Yan raised his hand to stop: "Okay, okay, the business bragging is over."

Song Yu laughed, looked at the empty room, and said, "Where are the people in your dormitory?"

Cheng Yan was bored when he said it: "Everyone went to the Internet."

"Not with you?"

"I do not know."

"There's nothing you can't do in games," Song Yu said, "You just need to have hands."

Cheng Yan doesn't play games, and Song Yu doesn't play games very much. Both of them don't like online games, but Song Yu is better than him. He has touched the keyboard and typed it a few times. Cheng Yan is a complete novice and has never dipped.

"There is one in our dormitory who is very good. He makes orders for others. He pays five yuan a game. He can earn enough money with this." Cheng Yan was talking about Zhang Teng, the extremely talented player in the game.

"That's right, it has a bright future," Song Yu said, "If it's done well, it will have a bright future."

"But it's hard to get ahead in e-sports, right? I think the competition is pretty fierce."

"The competition in any industry is fierce. It's the same. It's just that everyone in e-sports can participate. Relatively speaking, the competition is more intense." Song Yu and Cheng Yan chatted, talking about what happened yesterday, "You sent me yesterday Picture, where did it come from?"

Cheng Yan hadn't told him about the forum yet, so he didn't think it was necessary, "Others posted mine, I don't know who took it."

Song Yu didn't understand and said, "Shoot us?"

No one followed them that day, so how could someone take pictures of them?Song Yu couldn't figure it out.

Cheng Yan guessed that he didn't know about the forum, Song Yu didn't eat melons, and didn't pay much attention to his own affairs in school, it was really cold, no matter how curious other students were, they couldn't directly ask Song Yu about it True or false, let’s not talk about his majesty in school, even he himself is frightening. It’s not for nothing that Guan Di is afraid of Song Yu. The first time Cheng Yan saw Song Yu, he was delayed because of his cold appearance. Dare to do something.

"Well, isn't it good?" Cheng Yan said, "We haven't taken a photo together yet."

He wanted to break the topic, Cheng Yan didn't want him to know about this kind of thing, it would cause unnecessary troubles for him, he hoped that the relationship between him and Song Yu would be simple and not mixed with too many external things.

But Song Yu paid attention to the wrong point, he said: "Do you want to take pictures with me?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yan said in a daze, "No, it's fine." He was at a loss for words for a while, and said something casually.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu said, "Where do you want to shoot?"

Cheng Yan didn't expect him to be so serious, he just said something casually, so the topic developed to a place he didn't expect, Cheng Yan said: "I'm just giving an example."

Song Yu didn't speak anymore, and looked at him quietly and intently. Cheng Yan didn't know what he was looking at, and didn't dare to move. He couldn't resist Song Yu's enthusiastic gaze. Since they reconciled, Song Yu looked at him. The eyes were very eager, and frank eyes like this are common. There is no third person in the dormitory. Cheng Yan carefully retreated, leaning against the desk, and said a little awkwardly: "Why, what's the matter?" ?”

Song Yu came in front of him, his eyes flowed from the top of Cheng Yan's head to his reddish skin, his face was very upright, he could vaguely see what he looked like when he was a child, and the dodging eyes that didn't dare to look directly at him were more likely to arouse his ecstasy Some kind of longing, Song Yu stared at his trembling eyelashes, and said badly: "What are you looking forward to?"

Cheng Yan started: "I didn't expect it..."

Damn, he's breathing all over his face, it's so hot.

Song Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed his waist boldly, regardless of whether others agreed or not, Cheng Yan was frightened by his sudden suddenness, stiffened like a robot, Song Yu lowered his head, rubbing his burning palm On Cheng Yan's skin, his flesh was almost scalded.

"Cheng..." The voice stopped before it hit the ground, and the students who hadn't opened the door immediately backed out when they saw Song Yu. They were too scared to move by the scene in front of them, and Cheng Yan was not much better. I'm done thinking.

Rumors turned into hard facts.

Song Yu was not disturbed by this episode, the toe of the shoe was pressed against the toe of the shoe, Song Yu stretched out his hand, and a warm voice fell from the top of Cheng Yan's head, making an abrupt and sudden request:

"Would you like to come home with me?"