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Chapter 13 "Closer?"

Obviously, Jun Jiang beside Song Boyang also thought the same way. After hearing what Song Boyang said, he hung his head like a wilting branch for a moment, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Song Boyang couldn't help but sighed sympathetically, "It seems that Comrade Jiang is trapped by love, and has fallen ill with lovesickness."

Jiang Jun gouged out Song Boyang's eyes while being decadent, and a word came out of his throat, "Get lost."

But this "roll" is not as sharp and aggressive as before, but instead reveals five points of anxiety, four points of sadness and one point of grievance, probably really touching the scene and feeling the sense of imminent crisis.

Song Boyang noticed it very keenly, "You—"

He didn't know what to say for a while, and after a long time of typing, he managed to squeeze out a complete sentence, "You still have a chance, she is still single, don't be so pessimistic, the ending is uncertain, everything is possible."

As soon as the voice fell, Song Boyang felt as if he was talking nonsense, pale and powerless, just like the empty and powerless rhetoric at the end of a Chinese composition, it is tasteless to listen to, and it is a pity to discard it.

Jiang Jun sighed. He didn't know if it was because of Song Boyang's words or because of something else. He dug out the glasses case from the drawer, took out the glasses cloth, took off the glasses, and began to wipe the accumulated stains on the thick resin lenses. Dust.

"Don't stand up and talk without back pain, and don't say I'm cowardly, because I never thought about dating in high school at the beginning. If I still have a chance when the college entrance examination is over, I will try it."

"Afraid of affecting your studies?"

Jiang Jun shook his head, "Maybe it's true, but I'm not that scared."

"But I think you are the kind of boss who can balance grades and studies."

Jiang Jun blinked, but his tone seemed to be mocking himself, "Really? Thank you for the compliment."

Song Boyang told the other party seriously, "I mean it sincerely, so I think maybe you can stop taking things so absolutely?"

"I don't know." Because of the high degree, Jiang Jun's eyes will subconsciously squint when they escape the light refracted by the lens.

"Because I'm starting to waver now, she's also very good, and there are too many people chasing her, so sometimes I wonder, if I didn't do anything in high school, would I just miss out with her? Sex is gone?"

Song Boyang wondered: "If I can balance my studies and love, I don't think there is anything to hesitate about."

"But she can't."

"Ok?"

"She told me so herself."

Jiang Jun bowed his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Because she said she didn't talk about it in high school, for fear of affecting her grades. So I decided not to talk about it, but I thought later that not talking about it doesn't mean that there are no people I like, there are people I like It doesn’t necessarily have to be confirmed in high school, because confirming a relationship means taking on more responsibility, and I—forget it, what I’m talking about is incoherent.”

Jiang Jun squinted his long and narrow eyes, put on the glasses, as if closing the sensual valve in an instant, and returned to his original heartless appearance, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, I just can't figure it out. Let it be revealed."

"Perhaps, there are still many opportunities in the future." Song Boyang nodded, "In short, no matter what choice you make, just don't regret it."

"I know." At this time, Jun Jiang lowered his eyes and blinked, was silent for a while, and when he raised his head again, he had already started to smile meanly, "Brother, I have suffered so much from love, why don't you do something for me?" What's the matter? Anyone knows how to comfort others with words, but a real person knows how to put it into action."

Song Boyang: "?"

Jiang Jun cast his scorching gaze on Song Boyang, and said in a straight voice: "Song Boyang's classmate, are you my good brother, are you a member of our alpha army, are you a happy A good monitor who helps others! So, I hope you can promise me!"

Song Boyang even moved back half a step with the bench, "What do you want to do? Don't do this, I'm afraid."

Jiang Jun on the opposite side began to use his strengths in the Chinese Xiaoqu library, and hummed pretendingly, "Are you serious about taking a half-step back?"

"Hahahaha, you have something wrong." Song Boyang laughed loudly, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of your fart quickly."

"Ahem." Jiang Jun cleared his throat, put his head under Song Boyang's eyelids, and lowered his voice, "Aren't you close to Zhou Chiyu? Help me find out about the enemy's situation?"

"Closer?"

Song Boyang frowned puzzled, "I'm close to him? How did you know that? I can't even see it myself!"

Jun Jiang answered fluently, "Athletic meeting, he even asked you to help him move the tables and chairs. And the last physical examination, didn't you two stand outside the classroom talking and laughing?"

"...Isn't this because I'm the squad leader?"

Song Boyang put his hands on his forehead, denying the other party's conclusion, "And the physical examination, you know, I'm a talkative person, I can't keep my mouth open, I was talking all the time, people talked to me out of politeness, Be patient and listen to my twitter and listen to what I say, not because I have a good relationship with him. But—”

Song Boyang suddenly thought of Zhou Chiyu showing himself the accompanying gender on the medical examination form.

"Oh, forget it. Anyway, I don't know him as well as you think."

When the words came to his lips, Song Boyang changed his words in time. He didn't want to talk to Jiang Jun about Zhou Chiyu's accompanying gender, otherwise, with his gossip temperament, he might pester himself to ask for more details.

Jiang Jun simply played a rogue, "I don't care, I don't care, anyway, I think Zhou Chiyu is usually alone, and he can only get close to you."

Song Boyang: "..."

Jun Jiang persisted, and continued to work hard, "Brother Song, I didn't ask you to find Zhou Chiyu on purpose and ask questions. I wouldn't be so unreasonable. I just want you to pay attention to me."

"For example, when you are chatting with Zhou Chiyu, you can deliberately lead the topic in the direction of a certain person, and then use your wits to formulate some words. Another example is that if you find out that Zhou Chiyu and Xia Shitao are acting abnormally, do you know what to do?" Don’t forget to write me a letter.”

"Okay." Song Boyang snorted, thought for a while, and added, "But don't pin all your hopes on me, remember to keep an eye on the enemy's situation, after all, I'm not very well informed. .”

Jiang Jun chuckled, "I am already overwhelmed with gratitude for your willingness to help me."

"Anyone will say empty words. What you said just now is real people who put it into action. Please eat, please eat!"

"When is it?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, just today."

"...I'm sorry Brother Song, I have no money." After finishing speaking, Jiang Jun smiled inexplicably, with a sly smile revealing that he owed a beating, "I really have no money. My living expenses for this month are almost squandered. Next month, next month, do you think?"

Song Boyang raised his eyebrows, "Is it true that you have no money or is it fake? Yesterday I saw you eating Malatang on the second floor of the cafeteria. You should find a way to prove your authenticity."

Jiang Jun avoided talking, "Oh, my math test paper is still empty and I haven't done a few questions. I have to write quickly. The next period is math class!"

"Mr. Jiang!"

Song Boyang made a false move, pretending to take away the other party's black pen, "You write an IOU, your credibility is at stake with me, just write, classmate Jiang Jun owes classmate Song Boyang a meal, and promises to pay by the end of October. cash."

Jiang Jun dodged sideways, keeping the black pen in his hand in a thrilling manner, "Writing IOUs is so rewarding! Our friendship, who is with whom! Do you still need IOUs?"

Song Boyang feigned anger, and also "put into action". He gritted his teeth and stood up, ready to snatch the pen from Mr. Jiang again.

The two figures were entangled into a ball, and they were about to fight——

"Song Boyang."

There was a clear sound not far away, like ring pendants colliding, like the raindrops knocking on the bluestone bricks in a Jiangnan alley with white walls and black tiles, and the one that was few but impressive in memory. The voices overlap, and it is easy to think of the clean and flawless face of the owner of the voice, and a pair of clear and cold eyes.

Song Boyang paused for a while.

Zhou Chiyu frowned slightly, hesitating slightly, "You—"

Song Boyang immediately changed his face, turned around and sat upright, sat on the bench peacefully, and then began to explain to Zhou Chiyu, "We are just kidding."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to cheat his good brother to maintain his glorious image of kindness, friendliness and helpfulness in Zhou Chiyu's mind, "He owed me a meal and wanted to renege on the debt. Although I am kind and friendly, I am in debt Repaying debts is justified, and issues of principle cannot be ignored, so I have to teach him how to behave."

Jun Jiang: "?"

Song Boyang just wanted to quickly change the subject. He ignored Jiang Jun's reaction and looked at Zhou Chiyu, "By the way, what do you want from me?"