Has the scumbag actor confessed?

A very ordinary life blog, with a picture of a young couple cuddling together.

Girls look sweet and pleasant, boys...

Shen Xifeng squinted his eyes, clicked on the picture, and zoomed in——

Although the pixels are a bit fuzzy, isn't that soft black hair and the gauze exposed on the forehead the squad leader Zhong who "has something to do at night"?

This thing turned out to be watching a movie with your girlfriend?

Shen Xifeng moved the photo to the left again, and took a closer look at the girl. Her hairstyle was too earthy, her nose was too big, and she still had buck teeth when she smiled. She was very ordinary.

He slandered in his heart, threw away the phone, grabbed a few more strawberries and chewed them, frowning severely as he was choked by the sweet and sour taste.

What kind of broken fruit is this, whether it's sour or sweet, and only women like to eat it!

By the time Zhong Yi and Qin Wen came out after watching the movie, it was almost nine o'clock.

After being tormented by the exaggerated pictures and sound effects for more than two hours, Zhong Yi suffered from a severe headache and secretly vowed never to watch this kind of cultural garbage again.

He took out his mobile phone and asked Qin Wen, "Do you want me to call a car to take you?"

Qin Wen also took out her mobile phone with a smile, "I'd better give it to you, it's getting late..."

The voice disappeared in the middle of the conversation, and she stared at the phone screen with a strange expression, not knowing what she saw.

Zhong Yi also moved over curiously, and saw that Qin Wen's startup interface was full of Weibo message reminders, which were still scrolling and increasing.

"Reposted by the marketing account?" Zhong Yi asked in confusion, Qin Wen hurriedly unlocked and opened Weibo, and saw that most of the messages were——

"Drip, Xiaoyu likes the sightseeing card."

"Miss, your boyfriend is so handsome!"

"Ah Yu liked it. Could this little brother be Yiming's newcomer?"

"I like this little brother, 55555 is such a good-looking little brother, he already has a girlfriend!"

Qin Wen clicked on more than 2000 likes, scrolled down quickly, and sure enough, she saw the red v Shen Yu who liked it.

She was so excited that she almost jumped up, grabbing Zhong Yi's arm and screaming: "Ahhh, my little Yu gave me a like! I love him so much!"

Zhong Yi hurriedly turned her head, for fear of being bumped into the wound by her.

After a while, he stared at her and said coldly: "When did I become your boyfriend?"

"Hahahaha, it's a metaphor, it's just a metaphor." Qin Wen put away her phone and reached out to pull Zhong Yi out, but Zhong Yi sideways avoided her.

Zhong Yi looked into her eyes, and said slowly: "I don't like this kind of metaphor, and I don't think it's something that can be joked about."

Qin Wen gradually suppressed her smile, looked up at Zhong Yi, "Perhaps the timing is not right now, but Zhong Xiaoyi, have you ever thought about why I have never changed seats in the past three years and stayed by your side all the time?"

"To copy my homework." Zhong Yi replied mercilessly.

Qin Wen choked for a moment, her expression collapsed.

But soon she regained her composure, and Qin Wen said, "Apart from that? Do you know how many love letters my sister has helped you deal with in the past three years? How much work has my sister done in private to protect the purity of your little ears?" , How many immature love buds have been snuffed out, you don't know! Why did my sister do this? Why?"

Facing Qin Wen's two whys, Zhong Yi didn't even raise his eyebrows, "I really don't know why you did this, and, are you violating my privacy and asking me for credit?"

Qin Wen didn't expect Zhong Yi to answer like this, she was startled, not thinking about what to say next.

At this time, Zhong Yi's phone vibrated, and he took it out to see that it was Shen Xifeng's WeChat message: "Are you free tomorrow morning? I have an afternoon flight and I'm going out of town for a few days."

Zhong Yi hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Okay, I'll tell the teacher in charge. What time is it?"

The other side replied quickly: "08:30, come to the company, remember not to wear school uniforms."

Although he didn't understand why the school uniform was mentioned separately, Zhong Yi still replied with the word 'yes'.

Looking up again, seeing Qin Wen still in a daze, she tilted her head, "Aren't you going? It's hard to call a car when there are too many people."

Qin Wen mechanically dragged her legs and walked out with Zhong Yi. She watched Zhong Yi's expression carefully, not sure what he was thinking at this time.

"Tomorrow, you can ask Mr. He for a vacation for me. In the morning, I'm going... to work. He knows, just tell him." Zhong Yi talked to Qin Wen while walking.

Qin Wen was taken aback when she heard that, "Part-time job? What kind of job are you working now? How could you think of..."

"Qin Wen."

Zhong Yi kept walking, and his tone was still usual light, "Including you, I don't have many friends. Although I can't say how good I am to you, I am still very grateful. When you are depressed like today , I can watch a movie with you, I feel very relaxed. After you go to the United States, we will still be friends, I can assure you of this."

Qin Wen glanced at Zhong Yi's side face several times, and then laughed again, "Of course, when I'm waiting for you, my sister will come back to celebrate your birthday! You have to be more handsome then! "

When Zhong Yi returned home, Zhong Minhua had already left.

He can stay at most a day or two every time he goes home, and this time is no exception.

Zhong Yi stood in the entrance and looked at the empty shoe rack, dazed for a moment.

Soon he changed his shoes and went into the house, took a shower and went to bed, just like every weekend for the past six years.

Waking up early the next morning, thinking about what Shen Xifeng said not to wear school uniforms, Zhong Yi put on yesterday's woolen coat and went out.

He lives on campus all year round, and rarely buys casual clothes. Even if he buys, they are mostly sportswear like Adidas.Such more formal clothes were bought for visiting my mother in the cemetery.

In my mother's view, the school uniforms of mainland middle schools are a cruel destruction of aesthetics, and it is unreasonable to be wrapped in those inferior materials at the same age.

Coming to Yiming for the second time, Zhong Yi greeted the front desk familiarly, then sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited for Brother Cheng to pick him up.

The little girl at the front desk stared at Zhong Yi blankly for a long time before recalling that this was the handsome guy in school uniform she met last week!

The girl was excited again: a handsome person in a school uniform is a school girl, and a casual clothes is a star, and the good-looking little brother is really a treasure of all mankind!

Brother Cheng got down quickly, and entered the elevator with Zhong Yi, "Last time you came here wearing a school uniform, and the fans nearby knew that Shen Yu had returned to the company when they saw it, so you were blocked that day. Remember not to come to the company in the future." Wear school uniform again..."

Looking at Zhong Yi in a gray coat, Brother Cheng fell silent.

He could see now that this handsome young man appeared in the Weibo that Shen Yu swiped and liked last night.

Because of the hand-slipping incident, Shen Yu became a hot search, and was criticized by Brother Yi for a long time this morning.

Brother Cheng thought for a while, and then said: "From now on, you can go directly to the fifth floor. Xiaoyu has his own lounge, so you can go there and wait. He is still practicing singing with the vocal teacher, and it will be over soon."

After getting off the elevator, Zhong Yi followed Brother Cheng to the lounge.

Passing by the karaoke room, Zhong Yi was attracted by the music inside, and quietly poked his head in.

Shen Xifeng stood upright behind the music stand practicing a cappella, while a solid middle-aged man stood by with a music score, squinting his eyes and listening.

What Shen Xifeng sang should be a new song. There is a short rap in the middle of the ancient melody. It combines Chinese and Western well.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped, and knocked on the music stand with the music score in his hand, "How many times have I said that the breath here must be steady, and the four beats of the ending must be slow! Didn't you beat the time in your heart? It took you more than a year Well, why is there still no progress?

"I have repeatedly emphasized that you artists and stars have no qualifications. If you don't practice hard, you just wait for the post-production tuning. Why invite me over again? If you want to get better, you have to spend time and effort! Do you really want to, ah?"

"Think." Shen Xifeng replied calmly.

"If you want to, start over from the beginning! If you can't sing this part, you can't leave!"

Zhong Yi withdrew his head and looked at Brother Cheng with some embarrassment.

Brother Cheng explained with a normal expression: "The professors at the Central Conservatory of Music have always been so strict. Don't look at Xiaoyu's beauty on TV, but in fact she has suffered a lot in private."

This was unexpected. In his opinion, these stereotyped idol stars just need to dress up, sing a few decent songs from time to time, and play a few stupid TV shows, and then they can sit at home and collect money. .

It seems that it is not so easy to rely on face to eat.

The heating was turned on in the lounge, but Zhong Yi still felt cold.

When he woke up this morning, he had a headache, maybe it was caused by the cool wind blowing too much in the cemetery yesterday.

He closed his eyes, wrapped his coat tightly, and dozed off in a daze.

When Shen Xifeng opened the door and entered, he saw Zhong Yi crouched in a corner of the sofa with his head tilted, his breathing was unsteady, and his face was flushed.

He was taken aback, and hurried forward to check.

As soon as his hand was on Zhong Yi's forehead, Zhong Yi woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him unconsciously, his lips moved: "You're here? Let's start."

"Let's start, you have a fever."

Shen Xifeng looked at the sloppy bandage on his forehead, and began to think about a certain possibility, "Did you go to the hospital to change your dressing these two days? I reminded you before leaving on Friday."

Zhong Yi shook her head wearily, "I can take care of such a small injury at home without going to the hospital."

No wonder!

Shen Xifeng saw that his hair was clean and fresh, so he must not pay attention when taking a bath every day. The water flowed into the wound and caused inflammation. When the inflammation accumulated to a certain extent, he had a fever.

Shen Xifeng stretched out his hand to support Zhong Yi, "Go, go to the hospital."

Although Shen Xifeng was half a head taller than Zhong Yi, but normally, he would have no chance to get close to Zhong Yi's body.

But at the moment Zhong Yi is burning in a daze, so he can't care about that much.

"No make-up lessons?"

Zhong Yi's words made Shen Xifeng suddenly think of the emoji lying in a pool of blood and stretching out his hand, saying that he would pay party dues.

In the world of high-achieving students, scumbags are in fear.

"I won't make up anymore, I'll give you a holiday today. Save some energy, don't talk too much, don't let me faint."

Zhong Yi pushed Shen Xifeng away, his eyes blurred and his tone was cold, "I can walk by myself."

Zhong Yi put her hands in her pockets, buried her head in the scarf, only revealing a pair of wet eyes.

The child is quite stubborn!

Shen Xifeng followed beside him like a worried old woman, "Do you want to drink some water first? You usually wear too little clothes. It's less than 10 degrees today, so how can you handle it with just a coat? Originally, the body has inflammation resistance Your strength will drop, and you must have caught a cold too!"

Shen Xifeng was the first to open the door of the lounge, and winked at Brother Cheng outside the door, "Ask the driver to prepare the car. He has a fever and needs to go to the hospital."

Brother Cheng nodded without moving, "Are you going too?"

"This is no nonsense, he is my monitor. I put on the mask, it's fine."

Zhong Yi's body temperature soared quickly, and his feet felt as if they were stepping on cotton.

Shen Xifeng grabbed his shoulders and helped him into the elevator.

Zhong Yi is still trying to be brave: "I'm fine, let me go."

"I'm almost scalded by the low temperature relying on you, but I'm fine! Save your energy, be obedient!"

Zhong Yi guessed that he really had no strength, so he leaned softly against Shen Xifeng, his exhaled breath was a little hot.

Shen Xifeng was tickled by the top of his furry head, and stretched out his hand to stroke his messy hair. The silky touch made his heart skip a beat, and he turned his face away stiffly.

With his body like burning coals tilted on the left side, Shen Xifeng felt that his body temperature was also rising, and he was a little depressed.

Damn, don't be infected!

When I went to the hospital for an examination, the wound was indeed festered.

The nurse was very angry when she saw the dirty gauze, "You students don't take care of your body too much! How dare you not change the dressing for three days after the stitched wound! This is an injury on your face, you are not afraid of disfigurement ? Too ignorant!"

The nurse aunt was angry, so she naturally became more aggressive, intending to teach Zhong Yi a lesson.

Zhong Yi was very upset when he was criticized that his IQ should not be accepted.

After coming out of the dressing room, Zhong Yi ignored everyone and went to the fever clinic with the plastic bag containing the medicine to wait for an injection.

Shen Xifeng wanted to step forward to ask a few words, but seeing his expression retreated, he turned to the corridor where there was no one, took out his phone and dialed.

"Hey, Brother Shen! You're calling at the right time, it just happens to be the time for exercise between classes." The other side said.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have something to ask you. Do you know Zhong Yi's girlfriend?" Shen Xifeng asked.

"Zhong Yi? Squad leader? Who said he has a girlfriend? Qin Wen looks at him like an old hen hatching an egg. Can he still have a girlfriend? Impossible!"

"Qin Wen?" Shen Xifeng asked.

"Ah, the study committee member of our class, Zhong Yi's deskmate, the whole school knows that she likes Zhong Yi." The opposite replied.

"Then she's not his girlfriend?"

"Definitely not. If she succeeds, Qin Wen will have to treat the whole class to a big meal! Just her flamboyant personality! But she is still a small leader of your taro gang, and she spent a lot of money for you... ..."

"Does Zhong Yi have other relatives to take care of him?" Shen Xifeng hesitated.

"No, his mother passed away when she was in junior high school, and my father is away all year round. He has been living on campus since he was in high school. When he went back on the weekend, he heard that a distant relative would come to visit.

"Old Ban told us boys about his family in private, and asked us to help him in life. But he is indifferent to everyone, and it is not easy for everyone to rush to him. like."

"Okay, got it, thank you whistle." Shen Xifeng said.

"Hey! My name is Shao Qixuan, your grandfather! Shao Qixuan!" Shao Qixuan said.

Shen Xifeng hung up the phone, thinking of Zhong Yi's stinky face just now, he couldn't help but smile.

It's really cold and indifferent, obviously he is still a kid, but he pretends to be more mature than anyone else.

Brother Cheng came over to look for Shen Xifeng, "How long is it here? Let's have lunch nearby, the plane is at 3 pm, and we have to go to the airport after eating."

Shen Xifeng glanced at Zhong Yi behind the glass wall, he had already received a needle, and was dozing off in the metal chair of the hospital.

Although he was wearing the overcoat from yesterday, he had lost all the charm in the photo, looking like an ugly duckling nobody wants.

Shen Xifeng turned his head and said to Brother Cheng: "Refund the ticket, I won't go."

Brother Cheng was taken aback, and before he had time to say anything, he heard Shen Xifeng continue: "My culture class is very poor, I really want to go online, so I have to review it with peace of mind. Next, apart from the roadshows and The variety show that I received earlier, I pushed everything else. I will talk to Brother Yi myself later."

Brother Cheng is Shen Yu's second assistant. He has been with him for two years, and he knows what to do next when he coughs.

He nodded, and looked at the glass wall, "Over here..."

"Wait for him to get the injection first." Shen Xifeng's voice could not hear any emotion through the mask, "I'll take him back to my house."