Wulin No.1 Middle School

Not long after, Song Zhaolan returned to the team of friends. Since they were already at the front of the queue, it was impossible to jump in line, so they simply changed to other games.

He asked Yu Tingfeng what he was playing on the phone, and then he was about to move over there, but he ran into Xue Canming, Yu Xiaohui and Ji Xiuyuan who had also gone to the toilet.

"Where are you going?" Xue Canming asked.

Song Zhaolan said: "There are too many people here, I will change to another project."

Xue Canming glanced at the long queue and said, "Okay, then let's go with you too. What do you want to play?"

Song Zhaolan: "...big pendulum."

Came to line up behind the big pendulum team, and then bumped into the Demon Sect.

Xue Canming was speechless: "Why are you all haunted by ghosts?"

When Sun Yicheng saw them, he was also very puzzled: "Why is this? Once again such a coincidence, I really want to doubt life."

Yu Tingfeng looked away guiltily. Just now after he sent Song Zhaolan a message, he came out of the line, using an excuse to buy water, who knew that this group of subordinates followed him and left the line, and then lined up again together.

Song Zhaolan probably guessed the reason, and looked at him helplessly.

There are also a lot of people queuing up here, besides the student party, there are also many loving couples, hugging and hugging in the public, making their eyes straight.

"These people are too strange." Yu Xiaohui didn't notice.

Ji Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Because today is Valentine's Day, a festival specially for lovers."

Yu Tingfeng secretly pricked up his ears.

"Valentine's Day? And this holiday? I'm ignorant." Xue Canming said.

The Demon Sect has never heard of it, Tu Minghua said with emotion: "Suddenly I want to find a lover."

Sun Yicheng: "Me too, where's the boss?"

Yu Tingfeng glanced at them, raised his chin proudly, and said nothing.

Sun Yicheng praised: "As expected of the boss, he doesn't want to care about the children's private affairs at all!"

Tu Minghua: "We will definitely learn from the boss!"

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Liu Zhuichui didn't want to talk to these fools, so she retreated to the end of the line to stay with Ji Xiuyuan, and said hello to Yu Xiaohui by the way: "Hey, facial paralysis."

Yu Xiaohui: "..."

Xue Canming glanced at Song Zhaolan who was standing behind Yu Tingfeng, pulled him and whispered secretly: "How were you and Yu Tingfeng just now?"

Song Zhaolan was taken aback for a moment: "How about what?"

Xue Canming: "You two were in that small forest just now..."

Song Zhaolan: "Have you seen it all?"

"Well, we've all seen it." Seeing his gradually surprised expression, Xue Canming comforted him, "Don't worry, we won't say anything about it."

Song Zhaolan's expression was complicated: "Thank you."

"Why are you polite, and it's not good for us to talk about it, right?" Xue Canming said, "If Sun Yicheng and his gang know that you almost beat Yu Tingfeng to death, can they let it go?"

Song Zhaolan: "...?"

"But since I'm your good brother, I still have to warn you, don't do anything. This is the second time I've seen you beat him to death, so please don't make trouble. You should be more careful about this. I also understand, why do you always act impulsively?" Xue Canming didn't understand, very much.

Song Zhaolan: "..."

The two whispered for a while, and Yu Tingfeng had noticed it a long time ago, especially when Xue Canming pulled Song Zhaolan to talk, they got so close that they almost kissed each other!

Relying on the thick down jacket, he secretly tugged Song Zhaolan's hand, and Song Zhaolan hurriedly ended the conversation with Xue Canming.

When no one noticed them, Yu Tingfeng asked angrily: "What did he tell you?"

Song Zhaolan: "Let me not beat you to death."

Although Yu Tingfeng was confused, he still gave Xue Canming an appreciative glance. He didn't expect this guy to care about his safety, and Xue Canming could be allowed to be the best man in the future wedding.

At this moment, Xue Canming noticed that they were standing very close together, and quickly pulled Song Zhaolan away: "Come on, let me stand in front of you."

Then Xue Canming squeezed between the two of them, and looked at Yu Tingfeng confidently and proudly, thinking that I am protecting you.

Yu Tingfeng's face froze, and he decided not to invite him to the wedding in the future, and go to his best man!

Ji Xiuyuan and Liu Zhuichui, who were silently watching them from the side, snickered at the same time, feeling sad for their underground relationship, but at the same time feeling a little funny.

Seeing the two of them suddenly laughing, Yu Xiaohui felt even more isolated, and her face darkened.

After half an hour, the line was finally finished. Because there are a lot of people playing this project, a large group of them were also scattered, and the seats were all scattered.

Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng chose a corner seat, with strangers on both sides, they sat down very reassuringly. When the big pendulum began to spin and turn to a higher place, there were screams one after another.

As soon as Song Zhaolan stretched out his hand, Yu Tingfeng shook it, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, very calm, not afraid of the height at all.

Many couples came here today, and when they reached the high altitude, some people confessed loudly.

"xxx, I like you!"

"Will **** marry me!"

"xxx I love you!"

People from the Devil's Cult and the people of the righteous way of martial arts are no longer surprised. Amidst the chaotic screams, they vaguely heard someone shouting: "Song Zhaolan, I like you."

Demon cultist:? Who is so blind?

Wulin Zhengdao: Is there an auditory hallucination? Are there other students secretly in love with the leader?

After queuing for half an hour, the joy was less than a minute. Before everyone had enjoyed the fun, the big pendulum had stopped.

Everyone came out from the exit and saw Yu Tingfeng hugging Song Zhaolan, they were shocked!

"What are you doing?!" Xue Canming and Sun Yicheng asked at the same time, and then more than a dozen people rushed to surround them, only to see Song Zhaolan's face was pale, his whole body was weak, and his head was resting on Yu Tingfeng's shoulder, very weak.

"He fainted." Yu Tingfeng said.

Everyone: "..."

"I'm going to buy water." Wu Xiaoyu pulled Mao Hongxi, "Buy a few more bottles, you can go get them with me."

Yu Tingfeng helped Song Zhaolan to sit on a nearby chair, and the martial arts righteous people asked about the situation worriedly, Yu Tingfeng said: "Don't crowd too closely, let him breathe some fresh air."

The others quickly stood three meters away, forming a circle, silently watching Song Zhaolan's situation.

After a while, Wu Xiaoyu and Mao Hongxi came back with a few bags of water, gave Song Zhaolan a bottle, and shared the rest with everyone, even the Demon Cult members each had a bottle.

Tu Minghua said to the Devil's Cult: "One thing to say, I really want to be friends with Wu Xiaoyu."

"Who isn't?" The Demon Cultist echoed.

"Go and play first, I'll take it easy." Song Zhaolan said weakly, "Go to line up, I'll come find you later."

The others were still worried, but Liu Zhuizhui and Ji Xiuyuan urged them to play other games quickly, saying that there were more exciting activities, so a group of people were pushed away by them.

Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng were left in place, and Yu Tingfeng patted his head: "How is it? Are you still dizzy?"

"It's better." Song Zhaolan didn't expect that he would fall on it. He was so ashamed that he covered his face with his hands and propped up his knees, wanting to die on the spot.

"Don't play anything else, let's go home first?" Yu Tingfeng suggested.

"No." Song Zhaolan would never admit defeat, "Just go and play without spinning around."

"Is it really possible?"

"Yeah." Song Zhaolan took a moment to wait, then dragged him to line up for other projects.

A recent project is a must-play project for couples - haunted house.

Song Zhaolan felt very good.

Yu Tingfeng had already started to tremble, and when he entered, he closed his eyes tightly and held Song Zhaolan's hand nervously, so he knew why couples only choose items. There were also many couples who came in to play together, and the girls were so frightened that they went straight into the boys' arms.

At this time, they saw the two boys walking together, one turned pale with fright, the other picked him up and carried him calmly through the room full of terrorist institutions.

Everyone: "..."

Yu Tingfeng put his arms around Song Zhaolan's neck, he was no longer afraid, and laughed loudly: "Leader Song is so awesome, I feel so safe~"

Song Zhaolan hugged him and headed towards an NPC, Yu Tingfeng was shocked instantly, and hugged him even tighter: "I'll go, go quickly!"

Song Zhaolan smiled, quickly walked past the npc, and walked out of the haunted house with him in his arms.

Yu Tingfeng patted his chest in shock, seeing Song Zhaolan standing aside proudly, he felt that he had lost his adult, and wanted to play exciting games by pulling him, so that he could show his true boyfriend power in front of him!

"You don't think I'm afraid of this, do you?" Song Zhaolan sat on the merry-go-round and asked speechlessly.

"You are so strange, this is all going around in circles, and you still don't feel dizzy?" Yu Tingfeng was very puzzled.

Song Zhaolan saw that there were girls all around the circle, and many of them were smiling at them, so she couldn't help covering her face secretly.

This is a disgrace at home together.

"Song Zhaolan."

Song Zhaolan turned around and saw Yu Tingfeng taking a photo of him.

Yu Tingfeng put away the phone in satisfaction: "Hee hee, it looks good."

Song Zhaolan curled the corner of his mouth, that's all, it's not a shame to lose face together.

The two walked in the crowd, there was a whistling sound overhead, the thrilling roller coaster shuttled along the track, the people above were screaming, and some of the people below were terrified.

Song Zhaolan looked at Yu Tingfeng, and both of them had the desire to win at the same time.

"go?"

"Walk!"

In order to make the other party shrink into their arms in fear, the two chose the front seat at the same time. As the roller coaster climbed slowly, the two looked at each other proudly.

Then it paused at the highest position, Yu Tingfeng glanced down, and the car immediately slid down.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Yu Tingfeng yelled uncontrollably, and then turned his head to look at Song Zhaolan, seeing that the other party was biting his lip tightly, refusing to speak.

When falling rapidly from high altitude again, Yu Tingfeng said, "It's so cool! Song Zhaolan, do you like me or not!"

Song Zhaolan: "..."

Yu Tingfeng looked sideways at him.

Song Zhaolan: "I like it!"

Wulin Zhengdao and the Demon Sect were walking on the road when they suddenly froze for a moment.

"I seem to have heard the boss's voice just now?" Sun Yicheng said.

"I also heard Song Zhaolan's voice." Xue Canming said.

Liu Zhuizhui: "I heard it wrong, I heard it wrong, you are all deaf from playing."

Everyone: "???"

A large group of people acted together for some reason, and only played a few games in the morning. The last group of people sat on the lawn to rest.

As soon as Zhang Wei came to sit next to Yu Xiaohui, Yu Xiaohui left blankly and went to sit next to Ji Xiuyuan, while Ji Xiuyuan was whispering to Liu Zhuizhui, and when they saw her coming, they both fell silent.

Yu Xiaohui: "..."

Yu Xiaohui: "What are you guys hiding from me?"

The two said in unison: "Secret."

Yu Xiaohui: "..."

"Wow, that thing is spinning." Sun Yicheng said, pointing to the sky.

Everyone looked over and saw the Ferris wheel slowly turning.

"It's amazing, do we want to have fun too? Eh...wait a minute, that person seems to be our boss." Tu Minghua pointed to one of the cabins and said, "Is the person next to him Song Zhaolan?"

Surprised, everyone stood up to watch, but Wu Xiaoyu was smarter, took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, zoomed in on the camera, watched carefully, and said: "It's really the two of them, why did Song Zhaolan sit on this thing again, isn't he afraid of getting dizzy? "

"Then our boss must have sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman. As expected of the leader, he is righteous!" Sun Yicheng was moved, then waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Boss, boss! Can you see us?"

Yu Tingfeng on the Ferris wheel didn't look at the ground at all, but only focused on the people around him. When I was queuing just now, I heard a rumor that as long as a couple kisses at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, it will last for a long time.

He has already thought about it, as soon as the other party reacts dizzily, he will immediately hug him, and then kiss him, maybe he can see Song Meiren who is so weak that she is crying, hehehe.

However, when the Ferris wheel turned to the highest point, Song Zhaolan didn't show the slightest sign of fainting, she was very awake, not weak at all, and didn't want to cry at all.

Song Zhaolan turned to look at him fidgeting: "What are you doing?"

"Can you cry a little?"

"?"

"Why don't you faint for a while?" Yu Tingfeng begged.

Song Zhaolan: "Why?"

Time was running out, Yu Tingfeng blurted out: "I want to kiss you."

Song Zhaolan took a few glances at him, then suddenly grabbed his collar, pulled it forward, and Yu Tingfeng's lips moved close to his.

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Although the scene and posture were slightly different from what he had imagined, but at least it was a kiss. He sucked the other's lips greedily, and no one could see him in the air, only the person in front of him and the heartbeat in his chest clearly imprinted. in his head.

"I'll go, why are the two of them talking to each other?" Wu Xiaoyu was shocked.

Others gathered in front of the mobile phone screen to watch. Although it was a little blurry, they could roughly see the two people getting together.

"Hey, it's not your Song Zhaolan's fault!" Sun Yicheng spat, "He must have been playful and wanted to play around in circles, so he passed out again. In order to save him, our boss used his mouth to give that man a piece of cake. Sven scum breath! Modern people call this—artificial respiration!”

The Demon Cultist: "You're right."

Wulin Zhengdao was also convinced: "This reason makes sense."

Ji Xiuyuan and Liu Zhuizhui: "..."