Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Looking at Jiang Yang's message.

Liu Haochun's eyes were slightly red.

Parents never see their children's needs.

Jiang Yang, however, was always concerned.

Even without blood ties, they provide a sufficient sense of security.

Looking up, she saw Jiang Yang lying on her bed, engrossed in his phone.

What a great boss.

She had just specifically mentioned that the boss had licked the face of the dog that fed shit to Chaoyue's family.

Liu Haochun put down the mop.

Arriving at the dormitory entrance, I glanced outside.

Several girls with ponytails pushed suitcases into the dormitory next door in the hallway.

A girl was taking a selfie at the corner of the stairs.

Downstairs at the basketball court, some girls are singing to warm up their voices.

Further away, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the practice room, a girl was stretching her legs alone.

Realizing that no one was paying attention to his dormitory, Liu Haochun quietly closed the dormitory door.

The movement was so subtle that Jiang Yang didn't notice.

After Jiang Yang finished chatting with Yang Chaoyue in the group, his phone rang with the ringtone for a video call.

It was a video call from Yang Chaoyue.

Just as I was about to click to connect.

Suddenly I felt an itch on my neck, followed by a wet sensation.

Familiar feeling.

His slight stiffness made him immediately realize what was happening.

He subconsciously reached out and touched Liu Haochun's cheek.

Looking to the side, I realized that Liu Haochun had somehow gotten to the edge of the bed, sat on it sideways, and leaned over, his hair hanging down his neck.

Even the location where the strawberries were planted was exactly the same as last time.

Footsteps could be heard fading away outside the dormitory.

The brief interruption that other students experienced.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yang pressed Liu Haochun's forehead and pushed Liu Haochun away.

I was just about to ask Liu Haochun why he was being disobedient again.

Meeting Liu Haochun's reddened eyes, she swallowed her words and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Did I just make you angry?

"Not angry."

"really?"

"Really, you go ahead and do your thing."

Liu Haochun got out of bed, and Yang Chaoyue's video call was still ringing.

Headache.

Who started this trend of planting hickeys at the slightest disagreement?
Sooner or later, she'll get a blood clot from kissing him. Oh, right, it's Xiwei!

The first person I planted strawberries on him was Chaoyue, and then Haochun followed suit.

They're getting harder and harder to manage.

Serves Chaoyue's dog right for getting a stiff neck.

retribution.

I didn't talk to Liu Haochun much.

Because the video call sent by Yang Chaoyue was still ringing.

After talking with Yang Chaoyue, there's still time to comfort Haochun.

Jiang Yang sat up, clicked to answer, and saw Yang Chaoyue's bare face appear on the screen.

The background is the courtyard of her old home in Yancheng.

The big yellow dog tilted its head, staring at Yang Chaoyue, its tail wagging vigorously: "Brother Yang, my dog... Hey, Brother Yang, where are you?"

"I'm in Hao Chun's dorm. The day before yesterday, Hao Chun and I went to the Beijing Dance Academy entrance exam. Today, Hao Chun started high school, and I'm here with her to register."

"The dormitory of the Affiliated High School of Beijing Dance Academy."

There was a hint of envy in Yang Chaoyue's tone.

My life lacks the collective life and classroom time of high school.

The first time I saw the dormitory environment of the Affiliated High School of Beijing Dance Academy: "Where's Haochun?"

"Haochun is cleaning. She just arrived at the dormitory. Her other roommates haven't come yet."

Jiang Yang switched the camera to Liu Haochun, who was mopping the floor.

Liu Haochun gripped the mop handle tightly with one hand.

With her other hand, she quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve and then forced a smile, trying to appear calm.

Smiling at the camera, he said, "Chaoyue, long time no see."

Her eyes crinkled with laughter.

You couldn't tell she was upset just now.

He kept his gaze away from Jiang Yang.

A sign of guilt.

[Under your care, Liu Haochun's acting skills have improved, and you have received corresponding feedback.]

After greeting Liu Haochun, Yang Chaoyue's voice came through the phone: "Brother Yang, take some pictures of something else. I didn't go to high school and want to see Haochun's dorm environment."

"Row."

Jiang Yang moved the camera away from Liu Haochun and filmed the desk by the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud thud as the mop hit the ground.

Liu Haochun suddenly climbed onto the bed.

The movements were as smooth as if they were rehearsing a dance.

He pressed his body down and held his breath as he approached Jiang Yang.
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