Go to the Blue Sky

Lin Qian'ao, who had lived with his half-brother Bai Ao since childhood, was not allowed to be sent to Linyi City by his parents who traveled far away because of the construction of new roads and house renovations in Wanyan District. Fortunately, the house standards in Mianpu District were no worse than those in Wanyan District. With the status of a transfer student and the arrival of a new school, Lin Qian'ao was extremely dissatisfied. Without it, "Jinlin No. 2 Middle School" was really not as good as any school he attended before. However, the teaching quality of Jinlin No. 2 Middle School is not random. It is often known as the "second best school in a thousand years" and is one of the three outstanding universities in Huiyuan County along with "Linshi No. 3 Middle School" and "Mingwan No. 1 Middle School". On the first day of school, Lin Qianao made a fool of himself with his shoelaces in an awkward posture. In the morning, he made the whole class laugh again because he answered a question wrong in the math class. At noon, there was only one portion of his favorite potato stew left, and when it was finally time for him to serve the dish, someone jumped in the queue. "Hey, why are you cutting in line?" "Is there any rule in the school cafeteria that says students can't jump in line?" "Article 4 of the "Rules for Eating in the Canteen of Jinlin No. 2 Middle School Students" strictly prohibits students from jumping in line. They should follow the order of first come, first served and maintain basic courtesy." "But the date on it is July 4, 2018, and now it is September 1, 2018. It has expired, so it doesn't count, little classmate." "Why are you talking so arrogantly? Three pounds of duck, two pounds of legs, the sweet potatoes you ate, and your mouth is white. That's what you are talking about." "Why, little classmate, this is so embarrassing." "You little shit, I'm telling you, I'm 17 years old. Don't get too close to me. I won't let you do that." "Okay, the days are long, let's get to know each other slowly." "Oh, I'm sick." ———————————— The heat of the afternoon is always noisy, the sun is shining brightly, the breeze is rippling the gravel and dust, and the lime-scented midsummer is just in time. Lin Qianao was eating ice cream, looking up to the blue sky comfortably in the wind. The sound of the cypress humming next to him was accompanied by the chirping of cicadas. Time always disappeared in an inch of breeze, and the world was always so charming. "Hey, be careful over there." A ball was heading straight towards Lin Qian'ao in an uncontrollable direction. "Are you okay? Why are you blocking the ball for me?" Lin Qian'ao gently touched Bai Wei's head that was hit by the ball with his finger. "No..." Before Bai Hui could finish his words, he paused on the spot. Lin Qian'ao looked at where he was looking and leaned over. The young man is as gentle as jade, with warm coffee-colored hair that seems to have been freshly washed, exuding the fragrance of lemonade, light black eyes as elegant and gentle as the bustling and clear midnight starry sky, thick eyebrows slightly raised, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in the middle of the handsome nose bridge. "I'm sorry, classmate, that's where the fight ended." The voice of the speaker was full of suspense. "Oh, it's okay, it's not heavy." Bai Wei stared at him motionless. "Brother Yong, I'm afraid your ball has knocked people silly." A joke came from behind him. "Okay, if someone is really stupid, then I will be responsible for him." Qi Yong said jokingly to his teammates behind him. "Hey, are you really stupid? Why are you so motionless?" Qi Yong looked at Bo He's starry eyes, which only glowed, and lowered his head to look at him. "What's your name?" Seemed to feel a little offensive, so he added two more words, "name?" The waves surge together, the waves surge together, and the river of stars surges brightly. "Okay, I remember it." A piece of light cast through the green trees and reflected on the earth. He watched his back fading away. "Hey, don't forget," he shouted at Qi Yong's back. "Well, you say." "You still owe me a brain injury fee!" Hearing this, Qi Yong paused. Xiao Ke's handsome face gradually overlapped with the shadow of the light. "Okay, classmate, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?" "Bo'er." "A hundred years?" Hundreds of years have passed, and they are still in their youth. Intention: passion and hope, youth and joy