MTL - The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol’s Fake Boyfriend-Chapter 27 027. What are you laughing at?

Chapter 027 What are you laughing at?

In the last few days before going to the stage, the two of them spent almost all of their spare time in the piano room. Often, they spent a total of six or seven hours in private.

Under such conditions, Ling Ke and Yan Feng's intimacy and tacit understanding are leaps and bounds, often looking at a gesture or a look can understand what the other side is thinking.

Of course, the speculation and prejudiction are unique except for the feelings - this is a restricted area that has been isolated by Ling.

As a "straight man", no matter what the brain fills, you can't cross the thunder pool.

On this day, the two focused on the most error-prone sections in the piano room.

Practiced over and over again, there is a place that sounds like a rhythm is always not right.

"In the eighth section," Yan Feng let Ling Ke once again played it again and finally heard it. "Yes, this is the paragraph, come again... The fourth and fourth sounds of each of the four and four shots from here. You are playing a little sticky."

Ling could frown and tried a few times. He didn't expect the problem to be on himself. He played the piano for so many years. He didn't find that he had a short rhythm when he played a short voice.

"It's still not right..." Yan Feng shook his head, got up and walked around the bench, didn't sit down, stood directly behind Ling Ke, slightly bent his waist, opened his arms, and used a kind of person to hold his arms in his arms. Posture, for Ling Ke, "Listen, it is."

Ling Ke: "..."

The piano room is so narrow, usually practiced by two people. It is inevitable that a dozen times a day will be touched. Ling Ke has already got used to it. If every time he is touched, his heart beats faster. He has suffered from premature heartbeat.

But in such an intimate position, it was the first time in two weeks.

Yan Feng surrounded him in the back, breathed his scalp into his neck, like a net, and overwhelmed him.

“Is there a difference?” Yan Feng asked in his ear.

"Well..." Ling could feel his voice fluttering, as if he had not sent it.

"You try again and again, I listen." Yan Fengdao.

Ling can raise his hand to the same position, play it again, and then it is covered by the 戚 maple, the two palms are stacked together, the little finger is facing the little finger, the ring finger is facing the ring finger...

Yan Feng clicked on his last **** and said: "I know, your ring finger is short, and the four fingers are not enough, so the time spent on the keys will be slightly shorter."

"..." Ling can only feel that if Yan Feng does not leave him, his bones are getting faster!

"Hey, this should be a personal habit. It can't be changed for a while. Just like this." Yan Feng finally withdrew from behind him.

Ling Ke breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retracted his hand on the side of the stool.

Seeing this scene, Yan Feng thought he was not happy, and once again got together, this time changed to the right, sticking to the other's cheek, looking at his look.

"You...what to see?" Ling can squint, not even dare to bias.

Yan Feng softly said: "I am not accusing you, you are not happy."

"...I am not upset." Ling Ke jumped wildly and the defensive front was in jeopardy.

Yan Feng smiled and suddenly gathered his arm and hugged him: "Come on."

Ling can scare the whole person to shrink into a group, and the whole brain is a "slot."

Fortunately, when Feng Feng took a hug, he let go of him, otherwise Ling Ke is absolutely dead today.

***

On the welcome party on Saturday, in order not to consume energy, they only practiced twice on Friday.

On the afternoon of the following day, the Minister of Literature and Art called and asked them to go to the auditorium for the final rehearsal.

Rehearsal does not need to play, just go to the field, to understand the order of appearance, the piano position and the approximate time of the program.

"Right, both of you are sure to bring your own clothes?" The Minister of Literature and Art said in advance about the costumes, saying that if they didn't, they would be arranged to borrow by the student union, but the borrowed clothes did not necessarily fit. I can only wear it.

After learning about it, Yan Feng decided to bring her own clothes. Ling Ke didn’t have any performance clothes. She wanted to ask for their arrangement. Unexpectedly, Feng Feng volunteered that he had clothes suitable for Ling.

"Well, I am ready." Yesterday, Feng Feng had called to let his family come over, a set of black, white, and the same style of tuxedo.

The black one is slightly smaller. It was the time when Feng Feng was not so tall before, but it was only passed through a few times. It was still very new and was temporarily loaned to Ling Ke.

After the rehearsal, the two hurried to eat a dinner, went back to the dormitory to take the clothes, and returned to the auditorium backstage to prepare.

At that time, the backstage has squeezed a group of handsome guys who will perform on the same stage. Most of the girls are girls, and they are all excellent. They are good-looking, good-looking, some singing, some dancing, and getting dressed and makeup. .

Seeing that Feng Feng and Ling can appear, the girls still couldn't resist the idiots. After a little temptation, they found that the character of Yan Feng was easygoing, and they came together to take pictures with him.

Yan Feng was almost "the one who refused to come", so he took a picture and slowly turned into a group photo. He stood in the middle, a group of beautiful women left and right, and they were very romantic.

Ling can stand on the sidelines, this is a complete understanding of how the "flower name" of Feng Feng came.

- Just do it for him, die straight male, even if you are still kissing at the beginning of the first night, it will not appear how high the festival!

However, Ling can find that there is actually a handsome and handsome girl in the crowd who does not care about Qi Feng. One person shrinks in the corner to play mobile games.

"Ye Gu Yao! Why are you still playing here to defend the radish?" Another girl took photos and looked for her, excited to show her her mobile phone, "You see, my photo with the school grass!"

"Ah-! My radish!" It is estimated that the game was lost. The girl named Gu Yao made a scream, which was a sneak peek at the girlfriend's mobile phone, and then, "oh" One sound.

"You ‘oh’ what, don’t you feel handsome?” The girl was depressed.

"Oh, I am immune to the handsome guy, just like this." Gu Yao waved his hand and continued to play the game.

"Why is it immune?" The sister asked.

"I have a brother who is also very handsome, and the kind of handsome man who is angry with others. There are countless pursuers from childhood..." Gu Yaobian said while playing, some are absent-minded, "but, tell you, they are all kinds of people, all of them. It is a good animal with a good skin, and all kinds of bad things in private."

"Livestock?" The sister’s eyes lit up. "How many animals?"

Gu Yao: "..."

Ling Ke: "..."

Half-earthed, Yan Feng came back.

"God, the girls are so enthusiastic..." Someone looked distressed, but Lingke seemed to have gotten cheap and sold.

He turned and walked into the men's locker room. He came down with a cool message: "I don't think you are very happy?"

Yan Feng followed in, closed the door, and asked innocently: "Where am I happy?"

Ling can look at the same angry face of Yan Feng, and he will come to his heart. Somehow, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other's cheek.

Yan Feng: "..."

Ling can be seen lying on the side of the face of the 戚 愣 愣 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚 戚He couldn't help but laugh at himself and immediately let go of his hand.

Yan Feng touched his face with a painful face, and was simply depressed.

In particular, Ling Ke’s “噗” reminded him of the “噗” that he said before “the first love is still there”, but compared to the last time, if it was a sneer, it is now a blatant smile.

Yan Feng chased Ling to circle, circled him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ling can not hide, can only raise his hand to cover his lips with his back, but still smiled and bent, and recruited very well.

Yan Feng’s heart was numb and itchy, and he reached out and licked Ling’s waist.

This is good, Ling Ke is the most ticklish, and this is the embarrassment of the 戚 maple, the whole person is a spirit, almost jumped up.

He was anxious to have a conditioned reflex and squatted back. He also squatted on the waist of the 戚 maple, and he felt the touch of the abdominal muscles. It was a double crit - he couldn’t live, he almost wanted to surrender his hands.

However, Yan Feng was stimulated by Ling Ke’s return, and the whole person was excited.

Immediately rushing over, holding Ling is a burst of "up and down hands"!

"What the hello to me? Don't you say it! Don't you laugh at me?"

"Ah...haha...you let go...fuck..."

The two were screaming, and the door was suddenly pushed open. Two tall boys who talked and laughed outside, and they saw Yan Feng pressing the whole person on the dressing table and suddenly stopped.

Yan Feng and Ling Ke also reacted in an instant, and the laughter stopped.

The four men were still there at the same time, and there was a glimpse of the smile that was too late to be put away.

Ling Ke first reacted, and pushed open the maple to get up and restore the facial expression.

Before the two had a chance to speak, Yan Feng also greeted him one step at a time, making it natural: "Hey, hello..."

The four people asked each other well, and Feng Feng and Ling Ke discovered that the two people who came in were also very handsome, especially one of them with a left ear earring, a pair of narrow eyes and straight nose. "I know you," He smiled at the maple leaf, and the light-colored thin lips were slightly opened. "What is the new school grass? Is it called Feng Feng?"

Feng Fengyi, to be honest, if he is recognized by the girl, he is not surprised, but the boys seem to pay little attention to this, and this person is the first one.

The other person seems to guess what he wants to ask, and points out his thumb and points to the earring. He said: "This guy is your former appointment."

... Liang Ruixi?

Zhai Feng flashed the name in his mind and shook hands with the other side.

Regardless of whether it is a predecessor or not, it is always a predecessor, and Yan Feng respectfully said "good academics."

The other party smiled and said: "Don't be so formal, call me Liang Ruixi."

Then, Ling Ke and another boy also made their own introductions. Ling Ke was thinking about whether this person would be Zhou Wei, and the other party confirmed his conjecture.

Zhou Wei and Yan Feng were indirectly engaged in dealing with each other, and they said straight away: "I heard Xiao Xiao mention you."

Yan Feng nodded, as if to clarify what it was like, in the face of Ling Ke asked Zhou Wei: "The last time I had dinner with Minister Xiao, she told you?"

Zhou Yiyi said, "Oh, Xiao Yu still had dinner with you? What happened?"

Everyone: "..."

[small episode]

Ling Ke grabbed the cheek of Yu Feng.

Yan Feng: Wow, Coco touched my face, and I hurt it! O_o

Ling Ke: The skin is so good, the hand feels really good, soft and flexible... Wait, what do I pinch his face?