When I saw Mr. Fang, I was wild

Even though Fang Yuwei was very satisfied with him, Cheng Yeyang felt rippling in his heart.

Why should Mr. Fang treat you well?These words really touched his heart.This young man has always kept nothing hidden in his heart, is frank and simple, and has never had a moment of introspection that hurts the spring and the autumn.

How would you say you are worth it?He was dismayed to find that there was really nothing to say.

After being unhappy for several days, he thought of Ma Xu, who did a good job.Cheng Yeyang is the best at foreign literature, Fang Yuwei is dedicated to teaching, and he is even more diligent in learning.Mr. Wu, who has no choice but to teach Chinese, is a despicable person, and Cheng Yeyang looks down on him the most, so his Chinese results... are worrying.

Cheng Yeyang smashed his Chinese textbook on the table, fighting hard!He thought very complacently: Ma Xu, don't think that he can blame me because he is good at Chinese, I just look like "Luo Shen Fu", and I can't write good articles?

It's no wonder that he compares "Luo Shen Fu". With his lack of literary knowledge, it's hard to think of other articles that praise people's appearance.

Cheng Yeyang thinks about it day and night, wishing to take a rest with the Four Books and Five Classics in his hands, so that he can get Cao Zhi's seven-step poetry talent when he wakes up.

Sit and watch Liuxia, lie down and watch the nebula.When you wake up, you have to chant poems, and when you dream, you have to fight against each other.Cheng Yeyang racked his brains, imitating the ancients to bring the scenery of heaven and earth into his arms, staring at the lotus leaves in the water tank for a long time, thinking that he had entered a state of selflessness.

After searching for several days, I finally squeezed out a bland upper line. I thought it was amazing to be amazing, but I couldn't match the second line.Cheng Yeyang struggled for a long time, and finally entered Fang Yuwei's room holding a white paper, with a proud expression on his face: "Mr. Fang, I made an excellent couplet. It will last forever, and it goes without saying that future generations will look up to it. But I have read quite a lot recently, and I know very well that false fame is shallow. So let me give up the second line, you and I are right, and share this reputation."

Fang Yuwei was flustered with joy when he saw the child pretending to be deep, and the foolishness of his speech deliberately mixed with words, but he still maintained a gentle look on his face: "Then let me have a look, I will definitely not insult my respect."

Cheng Yeyang put the white paper with the Shanglian on the table in front of him, straightened his back proudly, and looked at him eagerly.

Fang Yuwei looked up:

In front of the court, the loquats bring dew, the rain breaks and it is cool, and the spring is full of sorrow.

Fang Yuwei looked amused, his sentence was rote, completely illogical, plain and wrong, and even less interesting.I took a few nice words and put them together, and I became complacent as a quatrain.

Fang and Wei didn't brush him off, and wrote according to his words:

The beauty in the eyes is crying, the pear blossoms are raining, and the heart is hurting.

Cheng Yeyang looked at it but felt very unhappy, so he pushed him away and walked out the door: "Mr. Fang is very sympathetic, but I don't know if your beautiful lady knows Mr. Fang's sincerity."

Fang and Wei felt even more interesting when they heard the words: "It's just a match. Ono, are you testing me?"

Cheng Yeyang stopped in his tracks: "No." Thinking that he was too suspicious of jealousy, Cheng Yeyang was determined to get back [-]%, so he turned his head and smiled, "I'm just playing with Mr. Fang."

He turned around and looked at the pair carefully, and decided that Mr. Fang Yuwei, a foreigner, did not have a high degree of Chinese studies, so he gently crossed out the line written by him with a pen, and snorted softly: "It's extremely vulgar, I don't deserve it." My swaying upper couplet."

There was light in the boy's eyes, and he approached the sun and the moon.

Fang Yuwei smiled but said nothing, stood up and hugged him into his arms: "Aren't you the swaying one?"

Cheng Yeyang felt the frivolity, he was ashamed and annoyed, and said indiscriminately: "What am I shaking?"

Fang Yuwei held his waist, moved his footsteps slightly, and led him to shake slowly.A pair of eyes filled with tenderness, fixed firmly on Narino Yang's face.

Cheng Yeyang's legs were almost weak.

The two of them looked like men and women dancing a tango together in a song and dance hall.

Cheng Yeyang's face was burning hot, unwilling to be reconciled to losing the wind, he boldly reached out and touched Fang Yuwei's face, pretending to be a hooligan: "Mr. Fang, why didn't he think that he would attract people's attention? He looks so handsome."

After speaking, he immediately turned around, covered his face and fled.

Fang Yuwei raised his hand, rubbed lightly on the place he touched, looked at the couplet on the table, and just smiled indulgently.

A few days later, Cheng Yeyang was still studying diligently, but he also understood the importance of accumulating knowledge, and no longer worried about writing new words.

Unexpectedly, it was cloudy and rainy for days, Cheng Yeyang studied too hard, stayed up too long at night, and the spring was cold, so he accidentally caught the wind and cold.

"Cough...cough, Mr. Fang, please don't." Cheng Yeyang half-lyed on the bed limply, his face even redder.

Fang Yuwei held the ankle of one of his feet, and was about to put it into the wooden basin.

Cheng Yeyang pretended to be embarrassed: "I wash it myself."

Fang Yuwei asked, "Do you have strength?"

Cheng Yeyang said yes and no, said no and no.He just wanted to rely on Fang Yuwei and ask him to take care of him, but he couldn't explain it clearly, just be polite.However, Fang and Wei are uncharacteristically pretending to be a gentleman, hateful!

There was mist in his eyes, which was caused by the high fever.In Fang Yuwei's eyes, they are extremely pitiful.

Fang Yuwei knew that he was suffering, so he didn't bully others, so he put his white feet into the wooden basin, coaxing softly: "Good boy. I'll help you."

The water was hot and steaming.Cheng Yeyang shrank his feet, Fang Yuwei immediately held his ankle and restrained him: "It's a little hot, it will help you sweat, and you can sleep better later." He raised his head, facing Cheng Yeyang, "Patience first."

Fang and Wei became gentle, and Cheng Yeyang was never able to hold back.He didn't know what to say, so he had to put on a face and forcefully calm down: "Cough...cough."

After serving Cheng Yeyang well, Fang and Wei went to clean their faces, cleaned themselves up, and lay down on Cheng Yeyang's bed.

Narino Yang opened his eyes wide: "What are you doing?"

Fang and Wei tucked in the quilt for Good, and lay beside him: "Sleep with you. Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Narino Yang felt awkward, but also a little joyful.He hasn't slept with Fang Yuwei yet.

Fang Yuwei took off his glasses and put them aside, then turned over lightly, facing Cheng Yeyang.

Without the obstruction of the glasses, Narino Yang really saw Fang Yuwei's appearance in his eyes.

Fang Yuwei looks so good, he sighed in his heart, it's a pity that I can't write half of him.

Fang Yuwei watched him staring at her in a daze, and couldn't help scratching his nose with his index finger: "Does it look good? Do you want to kiss him?"

Cheng Yeyang snapped back to his senses, coughing in shock, coughing until it was dark, with tears in his eyes.

Fang Yuwei sat up nervously, patted his back, and fed him warm water from the bedside.

It took a long time for Cheng Yeyang to recover, with one or two tears hanging from the corner of his eyes, very pitiful.Fang Yu Wei An scolded himself for being inappropriate, hugged him and lay down distressedly, muttering in his mouth: "It hurts my heart."

Cheng Yeyang remembered that this was the second couplet of that couplet, his heart blushed, his whole body glowed, and he kicked Fang and Wei Xin softly: "Get out!"

The author has something to say: Ah, shame.It is estimated that this is a sweet article about daily love.I’m running naked without an outline, I’m not sure if it will be added to the plot line to write a long story~