Chapter 82: Extra 8 (5) Marry Me

As the horse's hooves clattered, Fang Zhiran relaxed from his initial nervousness and loosened his grip on the reins, allowing the other man to half-hold him in his arms.

"See that slope!" he said excitedly. He said excitedly, "Senior, can you make the horse jump over it with all four hooves?"

"I studied equestrianism." Ji Xingchuan was silent for a moment, "Not circus."

"It's obvious that you won't, Senior Brother!" Fang Zhiran was happy.

I really don't know how to do this, but in order to give my little boyfriend a little more horseback riding experience, Ji Xingchuan picked up the pace a little bit.

The location chosen by Shogetsu Media is close to a nearby scenic spot, where many tourists who don't know how to ride a horse are assisted by the scenic staff in mounting their horses and slowly making their way around.

Many people looked up and looked their way.

The hot afternoon wind blew away the veil of the "maiden", and Fang Zhiran was halfway through his performance.

He frowned, feeling as if the side of that leg of his hurt a little.

"Slowly slowly." He said, "Are you in pain?"

"Didn't feel it." His boyfriend said, "I'm kinda thick in this one."

The implication is that Snowflakes is the only one hurt.

"It's okay." Ji Xingchuan said, "When we get back tonight, I'll rub some medicine on you."

"Fuck off ......" Fang Zhiran said softly, "After you wipe me off, I'll really have nothing to do with anything."

The pleasant laughter of a winter teacher was in my ears.

"Ranran, you fake fan." Ji Xingchuan said, "I can't believe you let your favorite voice actor roll."

Ji Xingchuan skillfully took the reins and slowed the horse down, heading back in the direction of where the group was.

The wind blew the colorful veil, like a scarlet cloud, around his wrist.

"This dress is really well made." Fang Zhiran said.

Mr. Yu Jin, who has a lot of money, directly directed their shooting team to give up the cosplay costumes on the market and choose to make them by hand.

For the silver jewelry on the character's clothes and the accessories in his hair, the team gave up pvc brushed products and chose to build them with real materials.

But clearly, the extreme care and preparation put into a professional cosplayer like Snowflakes Jr. is worth it.

He sat on his horse, his red skirt swaying slightly in the wind, and when he reached out to receive the cup of water handed over by Lu Zhu, the silver jewelry clinked loudly on his slender white wrist.

"You're a real piece of work." Lu Zhu said as he cut a swarming tone.

"I can beat the crap out of you." Fang Zhiran moved his wrists.

"Yu Zhuye, watch your words." Ji Xingchuan said.

"He's going to hit me, he's ooc." Lu Zhu whines, "Mind your wife in the winter."

"That's not really ......ooc for me," Fang Zhiran said.

The character's personality is one of bad temper, only slightly covered up in front of her lovers, but soon the original form is revealed.

He drank some water through a straw, touched up his lip make-up in a small mirror, and turned his head unfaithfully on his horse to admire the old-fashioned version of Mr. Winter once again.

"Almost there." Yu Jin said, "Let's get ready to shoot, Snowflakes has to change his second outfit later."

Fang Zhiran was touching the horse's head when the hand on his waist tightened, pulling him into a sitting position, and Ji Xingchuan helped him put his veil back on from behind.

"No need to put it on him." Teacher Yu Jin grabbed a trumpet from behind his back and began to command, "Take it off and kiss your wife."

"Borrow a seat?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Kissing your own wife and still lending a hand, I look down on you in winter." Lu Zhu started to cajole again.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

As far as he can remember, cosplayer Snowflakes has never taken on a cosplay shoot with intimate scenes, except for their last shoot together.

This kind of kissing scene seems, moreover, to have never been done before?

"Looking down on you." Fang Zhiran sidestepped, his silver jewelry rattling softly as he hooked his neck around his senior's and tilted his head slightly, "Winter teacher, come."

Ji Xingchuan lowered his head and his lips touched a warm softness.

The photographer pressed the shutter in quick succession to capture the moment.

"It's really good." Mr. Yu Jin looks through the photos and says with satisfaction, "The original is straight out."

"Next." Yu Jin said, "Son come down and hold the horse."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

In the evening, Will Moon Media's official account put out a short video - the

The endless desert, the sunset landing has not yet fallen, the horse leisurely flicked his tail, on the back of the horse, a man dressed in black erect high ponytail hair, eyebrows sparse, nose straight, grasping the whip of the hand encircled in front of the body of the scarlet dress of the playful young girl.

Comments section -

[I'll go, it's a fan I've seen, Shogetsu you guys are gods, the quality of these cos is getting straight out of a blockbuster].

[urgent, online wait, very want to know "Yu Jing shaking" cosplayer, body is so perfect, waist is so thin ah, red skirt under the vaguely exposed legs is also very beautiful.]

[Beautiful, aren't you, Snowflakes? Dad.]

[......?]

[ Snowflakes? It's beautiful.]

[ Lu Zhu over there posted, it's Snowflakes and Winter, the young couple is cosplaying together again].

[So surprised, is he a new fan? I've always said that little Snowflakes, with that face, is especially suited for women's clothes, but he doesn't like to wear them.]

[Don't love to wear it for us, I guess, and privately the winter teacher shouldn't be less happy.]

[This cos shoot, down the drain? Traveling + high-quality makeup, Shogetsu really is rich.]

[Why don't you take a closer look at their video copy? "Wedding on a certain date", tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."]

In the hotel, Fang Zhiran slumped on the couch, cradling her tired legs, gently touching the redness on the insides of her legs as she wailed in pain.

"I never want to ride a horse again!" He said sadly.

"No ride no ride." Ji Xingchuan stifled a laugh while reassuring, "Next time, don't shoot something so complicated."

*

Two weeks later, Lao Guo's office.

Ji Xingchuan pushed the door and smelled an unusual odor.

"Did anyone light incense in the office?" He asked.

Fang Zhiran, sitting on the edge of a folding bed eating potato chips, raised his hand and pointed to Pan Xu, who was shivering by the window.

"Just in time, Pan Xu, conference room 503." Ji Xingchuan uttered, "Your thesis defense will begin in half an hour."

"Where is Lao Lao Guo?" Pan Xu shivered.

"Lao Guo is preparing." Ji Xingchuan said, "But you don't count on him, the graduate defense instructor of this department is to avoid suspicion and not to speak."

"Then, then, then I'm done." Pan Xu made a trilling sound.

"It doesn't exist." Fang Zhiran patted Pan Xu's shoulder, "That thesis of yours, well, at least it's the crystallization of our Guo Men's wisdom."

"Fang Zhiran has a high IQ." Jiang Feng sighs. Jiang Feng sighs, "I've got a low IQ. We put that paper together piece by piece."

"Okay." Ji Xingchuan smiled, "Don't scare him."

Pan Xu moved and wiped his tears: "Senior brother!"

"But even though this thesis has passed the blind review." Ji Xingchuan turned the tables, "If a teacher thinks it's no good, you still can't graduate."

Jiang Feng grabbed Pan Xu's collar and shook it, "Eunuch Pan, what's wrong with you, Eunuch Pan!"

At 2:00 p.m., in Room 503 of the College, the seven great guides of our school and direction plus the three invited experts gathered to sharpen their knives on the graduates.

Fang Zhiran, led by his senior, found a seat in the front row at the side of the conference room and sat down next to Lao Guo's back.

"Drinking water?" Lao Guo returned the favor, passing away the unopened mineral water in front of Lao Qian, "One for each of you."

Old Money: "?"

Generous at the expense of others?

"Thank you, Mr. Guo, thank you, Mr. Qian." Fang Zhiran said knowingly.

"Is there any more water?" Jiang Feng came too, "Mr. Guo, I'm thirsty too."

The corner of Lao Guo's mouth twitched, and he went to ask the defense secretary for water.

A college students are each unique, and research students end up turning in papers that are unique in their own way.

Fang Zhiran listened happily, occasionally exchanging a few words with Ji Xingchuan, and more and more drawings were being made on the draft paper on the table between them.

"Next, Pan Xu," the answering secretary spoke.

A shivering Pan Xu takes the stage.

Fang Zhiran breaks two glow sticks and calls for Brother Pan.

Pan Xu opens the ppt: "Good afternoon, teachers and students, I am Pan Xu from the School of Physics, my mentor is Ji ...... is Prof. Guo Lin."

Fang Zhiran: "Pfft."

"Here are the topics of my research." Each person has 20 minutes to elaborate, and Pan Xu speeds up his speech.

"Not bad." Fang Zhiran lowered his voice, communicating with his senior teammate, "It's up to him to defend himself, several bigwigs are going through his thesis, and I guess there's a lot of questions to ask."

"Uh-huh." Ji Xingchuan said, "Guo Men's topics are all more interesting and practical."

"Above is my thesis." Pan Xu concludes the report, "Thank you for listening, teachers."

After the thesis presentation, it was time for the intense defense session, and the previous student who took the stage spoke for 20 minutes just in defense.

"Fellow student Pan Xu." Old Qian spoke, "That's a beautiful diagram you've drawn, and then I'd like to ask, this place 3.3.5, can't we also arrive at the conclusion in another way?"

Pan Xu : "You are right."

Old Money:"

"Pan student." The dean spoke up as well, "This place 6.2.1, why did you choose this way of verifying the results?"

Pan Xu : "You are right."

Dean: "."

Since then, Pan Xu's answer to every teacher's question has always been "You're right, I'm not good enough, I'll keep trying".

"Can't stand it." Fang Zhiran buried his face in Ji Xingchuan's shoulder, "I want to go up and dislike him on his behalf, I can talk for two hours."

The old money in the front row had a tiger's torso and resolved that when Fang Zhiran answered the question, he definitely should not ask questions.

Since Pan Xu was able to meet, and there was nothing too wrong with the thesis, several of the defense instructors yawned and decided to let him go.

"Wait, I have another question." Mr. Chen raised his hand.

"You say." Pan Xu started shivering again.

"No need to be nervous." Mr. Chen said, "Pan, did you write five pages of acknowledgements ...... for your paper?"

Pan Xu : "Yes, time was limited, only five pages were written."

Mr. Chen: "......"

"Let's see ......" Fang Zhiran flipped over the paper in front of him, "My God, he put in over three hundred names and then some lyrical prose."

"What beautiful writing!" Jiang Feng praised.

The defense of all the research students was over and the results were not yet announced, all the students were waiting anxiously in the conference room.

"I can graduate." Lao Guo to Pan Xu, "Don't worry too much."

"Just, have some confidence." Fang Zhiran said, "We Guo Men are very strong."

Pan Xu took a deep breath and nervously took out his cell phone, intending to brush his Twitter feed for a while to de-stress.

Twitter just opened and a trending message immediately popped up.

@willmoonmedia: @LittleSnowflakes of Winter @LittleSnowflakes of Winter, Marry Me Today, [VIDEO].

Pan Xu: "?"

Hey, Mr. Ji, Mr. Junior? Working on a cosplay again?

What! A kissing scene? So close, no lending?

Wow, it's a tight hug. I'm surprised you're not annoyed.

Comments section -

@GoodEyes: I'm just as excited to see you guys take this as I am to see you take your wedding photos.

@BadEye: Little Snowflakes, may you and your winter teacher be happy forever.

@tsk: How do you do question 3 on page 57 of the Classic Practice Problems for Middle School Students?

@WinterSnowFall: ah ah ah rounding up you two are shooting wedding clothes right, the last time Snowflakes live broadcast when I also saw him with a ring on his hand.

Pan Xu frowns, Pan Xu purses his lips, Pan Xu glares.

"You, you two ......" Pan Xu pointed at Fang Zhiran and began to stutter, "Little master, you even look at ...... "

"Congratulations to fellow Pan Xu for passing the defense." The defense secretary's voice came over, "You can graduate!"

Pan Xu's mouth was open, still in a state of stupefied shock.

"What?" The answering junior secretary turned to Fang Zhiran and asked, "Doesn't he actually want to graduate?"

*

In early June, after months of training, a delegation of U of A Physics students went to the Global Physics Championships as the winners of the qualifying rounds.

This time, Lao Guo also happily followed along, bringing along Pan Xu, who has been exploding every day lately.

The plane landed in country A. Fang Zhiran pushed his suitcase and left the airport with Ji Xingchuan.

At the game site, the players of the University of A were generous enough to be interviewed by foreign journalists, and on the TV, the boys wearing the uniforms of the University of A were fluent in English and talked and laughed.

In the old neighborhood of U City, Fang Zhiran's mother and sister-in-law watched the entire broadcast of the game on station X -

On the TV screen, the boys finished answering the question and smiled at the person next to them, and the two of them came back together and started discussing the schedule.

"The current University A points hold an absolute advantage." The host of the broadcast said, "The judges over here said that the program that the delegation of University A finally came up with was unique and highly practical."

"As you can see, the two tutors from A University, Mr. Guo and Mr. Chen, also arrived at the scene, and both of them had pleased smiles on their faces."

In front of the TV, Fang Zhiran's mother watched in awe as she watched her child discuss the proposal with his lover, then take the field with his teammates, and in fluent English, argue the opposite team to a standstill.

Her Ranran, really grew up.

Unconsciously, her eyes were already moist.

Her Ranran, with her favorite, stood at the top of the podium.

On the podium of the Championships, Fang Zhiran bowed his head and let the teachers of the event team put on his medal, while Ji Xingchuan gently tapped the ribbon off his shoulder and helped him to straighten the medal between his collar.

He and Ji Xingchuan held hands and smiled for the cameras of national and international journalists.

"I'm so lucky." He thought.

Being able to inadvertently break into your radio station at station x one afternoon in high school.

Again, I wrote Prof. Guo Lin's name on the volunteer form during the mentor selection session.

It also happens ...... to be always the case that you bump into me in the second dimension and peel off my secrets layer by layer.

Little Snowflakes is so lucky to be in the hands of someone who loves him.

"Me too." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Lucky what?" Jiang Feng rushes over, "We won the award on pure merit!"

"Yes, pure power!" Gan Wanhe winked at them both, "Guo Men World's Best, Guo Men NO.1."

"Guo Men are the best!" Fang Zhiran followed suit.

He's got the best Guo Men in the world, and--

The best winter teachers.