The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The deep blue sky gradually rose, and the streetlights cast a warm yellow light.

The last night of military training was indeed free of training. However, the party was quite casual, with no stage.

Right there on the training field, the students sat side by side in their respective classes, forming a large circle, with a spacious lawn in the middle for the students who wanted to perform their talents.

Wen Yisheng sat at the back of the line, leaning against Ye Hehua, very clingy: "Huahua, we're leaving the training camp tomorrow. Will you miss Instructor Yan?"

Ye Hehua remained sullen and shook her head.

"Won't."

"tired."

"I don't want to come again."

"Farewell, Instructor."

"Never again."

Ye Hehua rarely speaks, but this time she suddenly blurted out a refusal to repeat herself five times.

Wen Yisheng leaned on her shoulder and laughed, whispering, "Hua Hua, you're so cute and honest. Actually, I think the same way you do, but I don't dare say it to others."

Why?

"Perhaps I'm afraid of being looked down upon."

"Look," Wen Yisheng pointed ahead.

Many girls surrounded Instructor Yan, their eyes red from crying, saying they were reluctant to part with him.

Wen Yisheng just wanted to laugh out loud three times, it's finally over!

"Compared to this, aren't we cold-blooded?"

Ye Hehua: "I don't know."

The party officially began with a performance by a boy who did a basketball street dance.

He's quite handsome, and many girls waved and screamed like little fangirls.

Some even secretly bring their phones, using classmates as cover to record videos and take photos.

The instructors saw it but turned a blind eye and did nothing about it.

Wen Yisheng was very talkative in front of Ye He's screen, saying, "Huahua, look, a handsome guy is coming on stage."

Wen Yisheng wasn't a boisterous person, but she was caught up in the atmosphere and waved along, only to feel silly afterward.

Turning his head, he saw Ye Hehua's big, smiling face, a smile that was somewhat...憨厚 (simple and honest).

As soon as Wen Zhi arrived at the party, he saw Wen Yisheng with rosy cheeks, bright and clear eyes, and a pure and lovely smile.

(It's a filter; beauty is in the eye of the beholder.)

"What a pretty boy, so greasy, what's so good-looking about him?" came Lu Zhizhou's mocking voice from behind.

Wen Yisheng turned her head and was taken aback.

Wen Zhi sat down behind her without her noticing.

Beside her was Lu Zhizhou, who tugged at Ye Hehua's spiky curls from behind, his tone disdainful: "Hey, you little rascal, you like that kind of thing?"

"Don't touch me."

"So what if I touched it?"

~

"Have you eaten?" Wen Yisheng asked Wen Zhi behind her, pretending to rest her chin on her hand and casually covering her face.

The question was obviously pointless, but she couldn't find any other suitable words to say hello.

Wen Zhi glanced at her, nodded, and then looked away, his expression somewhat indifferent.

"Oh..." Wen Yisheng pursed her lips, noticing his aloofness, and turned her head away awkwardly.

The deafening background music stopped, the basketball and street dance performance on the court ended, and the handsome young man, with one hand on the basketball, blew kisses to the people outside the court.

This instantly sparked a huge outcry from female students.

Wen Yisheng picked at her fingers: Zhou Ge is right, it really is quite greasy...

The female student acting as the host held the microphone and introduced the next program.

【Attention】

A very popular jazz dance.

Led by Zhong Yue'er, a girl group of five girls stepped onto the stage with smiles.

Before the dance even started, the cheers and shouts were already very enthusiastic, rising and falling in waves.

Lu Zhizhou nudged Wen Yisheng: "Little Sheng Sheng, what are you standing there for? Why aren't you going up?"

Wen Yisheng gave him a strange look: "I didn't sign up for acting, why should I go on?"

Ah, oh, oh, oh.

Lu Zhizhou scratched his head, then nudged Wen Zhi with his shoulder with a grin: "Brother Zhi, my information was wrong, wrong..."

Wen Zhi smiled and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

His eyes, like those of some cold-blooded animal, were covered in frost, which startled Lu Zhizhou.

"No, no, no, Xiao Shengsheng is here. Brother Zhi, mind your image," he whispered, bringing up Wen Yisheng.

This trick is very useful.

"But Brother Zhi," Lu Zhizhou asked curiously, "if Xiao Shengsheng really wanted to go on stage to dance, what would you do?"

Wen Zhi's expression remained calm as he looked at the girl's slender back. His voice was nonchalant as he asked, "Break her legs?"

Holy shit! !

Lu Zhizhou covered his mouth in shock. "Brother Zhi, you're too perverted. This is a society governed by law. I advise you to be cautious about using this method."

Wen Zhi chuckled and glanced at him: "Just kidding, you believe me?"

Lu Zhizhou patted his heart.

The girl group performance in the middle of the venue has begun—

As the music started, a few girls' eyes lit up, instantly igniting the atmosphere. Cheers erupted from both boys and girls! It was several times more enthusiastic than the boys' street dance performance earlier!

"Are they really not a Korean girl group hired by the training camp?! This military training perk is amazing!"

"What girl group? The lead dancer is Han Yue'er from the same group!"

"I'm not very cultured, all I can say is 'amazing!', 'awesome!', 'super hot!'"

"It's obvious that Zhong Yue'er's dancing skills are the most outstanding. She has both looks and figure, so she's definitely the most beautiful girl in our freshman year."

Girls sometimes enjoy watching beautiful women dance more than boys do.

Wen Yisheng liked it quite a bit, her eyes full of admiration.

She's not actually good at jazz dance, and if she were to perform it, she wouldn't be able to achieve the same sexy effect as Zhong Yue'er.

She was engrossed in reading when suddenly a warm touch touched her hand, which was bracing itself on the ground.

Just as Wen Yisheng was about to scream, a familiar voice rang out behind her ear.

"Eat candy."

Then something was stuffed into her hand.

The music and cheers were deafening, and everyone's attention was focused on the field.

But in the shadows at the very back, unseen by anyone, Wen Zhi's slender, elegant hand rested on the lawn, slowly moving towards the girl in front of him.

With a gentle hook of his finger bones, he intertwined his fingers with hers.

A gentle squeeze.

A few slivers of light pierced through the gaps in the shadows, illuminating the two people's intertwined hands on the ground, while the sounds of the surrounding noise seemed to fade into the background.

He secretly slipped two hard candies with fillings into her hand.

"Ah Sheng, have some candy."

Wen Yisheng's heart skipped a beat. The boy's strong, well-defined chest pressed against her back.

An aggressive aura and body temperature seemed to entwine around every inch of her skin.

The tips of her ears turned red.

She feigned composure, gave a soft "hmm," and held the two candies in her hand, intending to share one with Ye Hehua sitting next to her.

Before she could speak, Wen Zhi flicked her palm with his fingertips and lowered his voice: "Eat it yourself."

"You are not allowed to share the candy I gave you with others."

It's so itchy, the itch spreads from my hands to my whole body.

Wen Yisheng, holding the candy, jerked her hand away as if electrocuted and placed her hand on her lap.

This is the candy he offered; he has the right to stop it.

Wen Yisheng: "Understood."

Wen Zhi stared at her reddened ear tips and smiled.

He asked, "Why aren't you eating?"

Wen Yisheng tore open the candy wrapper, looked around, lowered her head and stuffed it into her mouth with a "whoosh," then stuffed the candy wrapper into her small pocket.

He looked up and then remained calm.

Wen Zhi chuckled. "Is it sweet?"

It's still green grape flavored candy, and the sweet and sour taste explodes in your mouth.

Wen Yisheng nodded, "It's sweet."

Wen Zhi also had a candy in her mouth, and it tasted the same as the one she was eating: "I think it's sweet too."

A kiss with the flavor of green grapes, isn't that perfect for summer?

But I don't have a chance to kiss her now, maybe next time.

Zhong Yue'er's hot dance appearance was so stunning that most of the boys in the audience were captivated.

But she seemed a little distracted, staring in a certain direction.

Wen Zhi... didn't even watch her dance!

While dancing, Zhong Yue'er always faced Wen Zhizai's direction. She knew she was very alluring, so she used her most sexy and charming posture and eyes to seduce him.

But he didn't even glance at us!

"Yueyue, you're so beautiful! I heard that Nanchuan has a campus beauty pageant every year, and all the boys are saying they'll definitely vote for you!!" Li Youxue said.

Zhong Yue'er forced a smile, "You danced very well too, your rhythm was better than mine."

Li Youxue was overjoyed: "No way!"

Zhong Yue'er suppressed the disdain in her eyes. Of course not. Li Youxue's dancing rhythm was terrible, like an old lady doing square dancing.