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Jingle Bell!

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, waking Zhao Cheng awake.

He found that it was a little strange that he could lose his mind when looking at beautiful women.

When he saw Wu Yiran before, this kind of thing had never happened.

In fact, he himself has also discovered, and he doesn't know why, recently, he has become more and more prone to distraction, and the fantasy world has become more and more abundant.

But just for a moment, the fantasy that appeared in his mind was the gray-haired self, and the gray-haired Belvia, cuddling together and dying together.

He didn't know why, but he was able to have such a powerful imagination. As for Belvia in his imagination, he always felt that the old queen should be what he imagined, and she was still so pretty.

Then, he thought of a dream a few days ago, in which the other party seemed to be the queen of a country...

That's right, just after being awakened, he unexpectedly lost his mind again.

If he is a top student, he must think he is sick.

But now, he only feels that his imagination has been improved again. This is the evolution of the brain!

Of course, this is purely his own Secondary School thoughts.

"Zhao Cheng, you are also lucky to be at the same table as me. Now I have a good business for you."

A hand patted Zhao Cheng's shoulder, awakening Zhao Cheng, and then Zhao Cheng saw the boy who looked like a skinny monkey next to him with a bright smile.

This boy is Zhao Cheng's tablemate named Sun Yi. He has a good name, but he is not a good person. A very rich boy bullied a boy from a poor family but studied hard.

Xueba, the natural enemy of scumbags, if a schoolmaster is strong and has good grades, no one dares to provoke him, but if he has good grades, is weak, and his family conditions are not good, he will be easily bullied.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng saw Sun Yi very clearly. Don't look at the other party's bright smile now, it's just the appearance, the other party's inside is very bad.

"What's up?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at the other party, but there was no emotion in his voice.

When he was in junior high school, because he was relatively thin, there were strong people who tried to bully him. Then he got shit on his broom, and the chasing opponent dared not go back to the classroom. In the end, he even alarmed the dean.

And after that, no one dared to provoke him, mainly because the price was too high and it was easy to die.

"Of course it's a good thing. Zhao Cheng, think about it. With our grades, this family, even if they go to college, is still a pheasant school. It will be difficult to find a job in the future, but now, there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of us. Li Yuanhao from the class, the son of the richest family in Xiangcheng, plans to set up a company for fun, because he cares about the friendship of his classmates, so he doesn't plan to recruit people outside, but selects people in the school..."

Sun Yi said a lot, and there was only one meaning in his words. This is a good opportunity, and he will regret it for the rest of his life if he misses it.

What Sun Yi said was hype, but Zhao Cheng was keenly aware of the unreliability of this matter.

According to Sun Yi, even if something goes wrong with Mr. Li's company, with Mr. Li's grandeur, he will definitely arrange them properly. Most likely, he will send them directly to the family business so that he will not have to worry about the future.

But in Zhao Cheng's opinion, this is drawing big cakes.

It sounds good to say now, but at that time, the son-in-law is comfortable playing, and he will leave after patting his ass. I am afraid that except for a few of them who are especially good at flattering, the rest of them will probably be in vain.

Zhao Cheng believes that he is not the kind of person who likes to flatter others.

While thinking about it, Zhao Chengcheng understood that Sun Yi had malicious intentions, and he was just pulling cannon fodder to play with Mr. Li.

Sure enough, in this world, if there are people who come to you for no reason and say that they have something good to do, they are probably trying to trick you...

Zhao Cheng's thoughts turned quickly, and at the same time he was also very surprised, surprised that he could figure out the routine after a little thought.

If it was my former self, I might really be moved.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's complexion immediately turned cold.

"You want to be a dog, don't pull me in."

Zhao Cheng said.

"you!"

When Sun Yi heard this, he jumped up, clenched his fists, and saw that a physical conflict was about to start, but when he saw Zhao Cheng's indifferent eyes, his aura suddenly weakened, and he couldn't shake his fists.

If Zhao Cheng's eyes dodged, he would definitely do it, but there was something wrong with Zhao Cheng's eyes.

For some reason, he felt that if he did it, the result might not be too good.

Fortunately, at this time, the class bell rang, and Sun Yi immediately sat down on the steps, moved the chair, and distanced himself from Zhao Cheng.

As for Zhao Cheng, he didn't care about Sun Yi, but felt that something was wrong with him.

He clutched his chest, feeling the dissipated violence, feeling a bit unlike himself.

Just a moment ago, a violent rage arose in his heart, and he even had a desire to directly attack Sun Yi's eyes and throat with the pen in his hand...

He thinks that he is a very kind person, why is this so?

Could it be that I read it wrong?

In fact, I was a vicious person in my bones, but it was just a peaceful age that covered this up? !

Jingle Bell!

After a long time, the bell rang again, this time it was the end of school. Zhao Cheng watched Belvia walk out of the classroom before getting up.

Today, he still has no interaction with Belvia.

It's not that he lacks courage, it's just that he always feels that it's not the right time, and he is familiar with this feeling. It was the same with Wu Yiran back then. This is the feeling of meeting true love.

With a trace of sadness, Zhao Cheng walked home alone. The school dismissed early, so there were not many people in the community before the bustling time, but when Zhao Cheng opened the door, he could already smell the fragrance .

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother are still at work at this point, so it is Zhao Xiaoxiang who cooks.

"Zhao Cheng, you're back, let me show you, what I drew today, I dreamed about it last night, look, isn't it handsome..."

Not long after cooking, Zhao Xiaoxiang, who was resting on the sofa, jumped up when he heard the movement, and raised a piece of drawing paper with both hands facing Zhao Cheng.

"Hey, slow down."

Zhao Cheng hurriedly supported the other party.

Zhao Xiaoxiang was very thin. To be precise, it was a piece of skin covering the bones, and he weighed only over 70 catties.

About three years ago, Zhao Xiaoxiang got a strange disease, and her body suddenly became weak. Compared with physical weakness, the most important thing was mental weakness. At first, she just couldn't bear the strong light, but gradually, Even people's eyes can't stand it anymore, and once they go to a crowded place, they will fall into a coma.

After going to a lot of hospitals, the conclusions given were that this was mental damage, and she could only recuperate slowly, so that she might live for a few more years. Her body is actually healthy.

And because of this disease, she had to give up her studies and cultivate at home.

Originally, she was not asked to do cooking by a sick patient, but she insisted that her life must have some meaning.

She even taught herself how to paint, and now she has started to receive some original painting orders on the Internet. Compared with her peers, she is already a little rich woman.

Looking at the weak Zhao Xiaoxiang, Zhao Cheng was naturally uncomfortable, but he didn't express it, he just smiled and supported Zhao Xiaoxiang, and then looked at the painting in his hand.

The content in the painting is very abstract, the blurred light and shadow, amidst the chaos, there is an extraordinary spirit. It can be vaguely seen that in the light and shadow, it seems to be a person. No, to be precise, it is like a god. Zhao Cheng unexpectedly Feel a kind of divinity.

The vague platinum pattern seems to be telling something.

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked, what is this painting about.

"Of course I painted you, let me tell you, in the dream, you..."

There is another chapter that is a little later and is being written