Don't Be Shy

Copywriting one: In the last week before the high school entrance examination, Shuyang was cramming at Jiang Yanchen's house as usual. Shuyang still had a trace of fantasy: "Is it true that I can't postpone the exam?" "..." Jiang Yanchen smiled, turned his pen, and said casually: "Unless you are disabled at the second level." Shuyang: "... I haven't been hurt enough by being with you?" No reply was heard. Shuyang continued: "Spiritual trauma cannot be easily discovered..." Halfway through the words, what he could see was the dazzling rays of sunlight squeezed into the gaps in the curtains, the air conditioner whirring, and the boy's hands under the desk lamp complementing the homework on the table. After a long time, she turned around and heard clearly, "Why should you care so much about winning or losing? I will support you whether you succeed or not." "They say, 'There is always a road ahead,' so just keep working hard." Copywriting two: Like many adolescent boys, Jiang Yanchen also loves sports. On the basis of studying well at the same time, he would come early every morning. At first, it was for no other reason than to run laps with those on the sports training team, sweat, and wake up brain cells. But the purpose behind it is a bit biased. In addition to running a few laps every day, it is also for Shuyang's hot milk in the morning. The one who is weird and embarrassed gives it every day, and the one who is shameless wants it every day. The brothers all teased him about how lucky he was. Jiang Yanchen never hides things, he just expresses his feelings when he likes them: "It's useless to be envious, I'm sorry." Single Dog: ... Please, just be a human being. Copywriting three: Shuyang paid attention silently. He can also play basketball and can be said to be an all-around player. That afternoon, I left school a little late because I was doing the blackboard newspaper. The burning clouds turned half the sky red, and the last setting sun was not shy, shining brightly on the young man on the basketball court. By some strange coincidence, Shuyang approached the moving figure step by step. After watching him make a three-pointer, he seemed to notice her and ran towards her. There was a sense of heat on the young man's body, but the smell of sweat was not very strong, and there was a faint aroma of lavender washing powder. The fire seemed to have also burned Shuyang's body, and his ears and face were burning. Quietly, the wind passes by and cannot take away any heat. He smiled and said, "Are you waiting for me?" She's a bastard Demining: The male and female protagonists' childhood sweethearts/HE/ are each other's first love, and they failed to have a date when they were young/adolescent secondary disease + a bit of grudges between wealthy families PS: Read the article rationally, refuse to downvote, and quit if you don't like it. It is inevitable to revise the article repeatedly for the first time, so the review is also very frequent, sorry~ Mission: Never give up when you are young