King Jack Sue

Yang Yu is a waist controler, or a particularly powerful one.If you ask him which one he likes specifically, he doesn't speak human words, and just throws you a pretentious sentence of "thin but not soft, soft and tough, both strong and sensitive, and emotional."

You said the first three are understandable, but what the hell is the last "sentimental one"?

Yang Yu sighed quite deeply: "You don't understand, only I understand."

In order to satisfy his hobby of waist control, he has pinched countless people's waists over the years, even his own parents and elder sisters, but none of the people he pinches, male or female, can satisfy his requirements. So he could only look up to the sky and sigh: "The sky is not good enough for me!"

Every time Yang Xue heard this, she would slap him on the back with a dark face and greet him: "Your sister Bo!"

However, now, at this time, he has finally found someone who fits his ultimate aesthetics, ah no, the waist is down, but it seems that he can't do it casually.

It's very sad.

"Let's talk." Yan Ci put the milk tea in his hand on the table, then looked at the two people sitting opposite him.

At this time, they were already in the milk tea shop. Besides Yang Yu, there was also Yang Xue. The two of them sat side by side to accept Yan Ci's interrogation, just like elementary school students who made a mistake and were criticized by the teaching director.

Yang Xue didn't know the good thing about Yang Yu following Yan Ci, she came to rescue Yang Yu only after she received a call after Yang Yu was arrested.

"Say...what are you talking about..." Yang Xue swallowed.

Yan Ci lightly tapped on the table: "You two are blackmailing me, so forget it?"

Yang Xue quickly denied it: "I don't have it, so don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Ci glanced at her lightly.

Yang Xue counseled in seconds: "I... I really didn't..."

"I know you don't, I'm talking about him." Yan Ci slowly took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on.

Yan Ci rarely wears glasses, and few people have seen him wearing glasses.One is because Yan Ci himself is not very short-sighted, and he can see clearly without wearing glasses, and the other is because wearing glasses will add another kind of uncomfortable temperament, coercion.

It is not obvious, but a kind of temperament hidden and surging under the undercurrent.When others notice it, they will feel some discomfort and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Black frame, mirror.

The cold light shone slightly, and the coercion was invisible.

Yan Ci slowly raised his eyes, and then Yang Yu's wandering eyes met his heavy gaze behind the glasses.

Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then an inexplicable chill came from his back, making him shiver uncontrollably.

A little cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and all the ghostly thoughts at the beginning are gone, let alone reminisce about the wonderful touch in the palm of his hand.

"I……"

"Online public opinion reprints more than [-] can be filed. This article has such a high number when it was first published. How many reprints have you said so far?"

Yang Yu: "..."

"I'll give you two options, private or public." Yan Ci was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Private, use your good writing to publish your name and post an article to clarify and apologize to me. I am satisfied with the article and it has been reprinted over five thousand. I won’t embarrass you anymore; it’s public, the school will deal with it or the court will see you. You choose.”

Yang Yu was a little flustered. He originally thought that Yan Ci was a kind and gentle person, and even if he was caught joking and fooling around, he would have passed, but he didn't expect him to be such a strong and ruthless character.

Public or private... No matter which way, it's fucking difficult, this time it's a big game.

Yang Yu took a deep breath: "Can I keep my name secret when I post?"

"No."

Yang Xue gritted her teeth and wanted to speak for Yang Yu, but she swallowed her words abruptly after receiving Yan Ci's indifferent eyes.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it."

Yang Xue and Yang Yu were shocked at the same time: "Ten... ten seconds?"

"ten."

Yang Yu was shocked: "I can't believe it, Yan Ci, you..."

"Nine."

"Senior Yan, Senior Yan, please don't..."

"Eight."

"When you, you, you can be more generous..."

"seven."

"Ah, senior, don't do this..."

"six."

"My brother is just stupid and ignorant."

"five."

"Senior, can you not be so fussy with him?"

"Four."

"Who am I to tell you is stupid?"

"three."

"Crap, of course it's you!"

"two."

"Don't, don't, senior, calm down!"

"one."

"Private, private, I choose private—" Yang Yu shouted at the last moment.

Yan Ci nodded: "I want to read your article within three days."

"Then... such a big article, three... three days?" Yang Yu's eyes almost popped out.

Yan Ci glanced at him lightly: "Two days."

Yang Xue/Yang Yu: "Fuck?!"

Yan Ci got up: "I will see what you wrote in two days, remember. Also..."

Yan Ci paused, and glanced at the milk tea cup on the table that he had emptied: "I paid for the milk tea."

Yang Xue/Yang Yu: "..."

Walking out of the milk tea shop, Yan Ci took off his glasses, looked at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly sighed amusingly:

Juniors and juniors are really easy to fool, Gu Xuancheng does not deceive me.

It was already night when Gu Xuan received the call, and Yan Ci was sitting alone on the chair under the school streetlight.

"Judging from your tone, it seems that you are in a good mood, and the trouble is solved?"

"With the help of Mr. Gu, isn't it a matter of minutes?"

Gu Xuan laughed.

"Why do I think you have...experience in fooling elementary school students?"

"Well, after all, I have been fooled a lot before."

"for example?"

"You."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yang Yu felt that these two days had been very difficult, and he was tired of writing manuscripts and correcting them every day. After Yan Ci repeated "rewriting", "redoing", "not serious enough", "logically illogical" and other irritating living in suffocating speech.

"I suspect he's playing with me on purpose..." Yang Yu slumped on the chair with two dark circles under his eyes, staring blankly at the front.

"That's not what you asked for." Yang Xue paralyzed next to him, also staring blankly.

In the beginning, Yang Yu really wanted to cut corners and make a big fuss, but after all kinds of bad tossings by Yan Ci, he finally gave up the treatment and turned to writing carefully.

"You just wrote it and gave it to him?"

"I've done it... I don't know what to change it to. I've changed it 11 times. I'm afraid I'll lose my life if I change it again."

As soon as Yang Yu finished speaking, he heard the notification tone on his mobile phone.

Shocked, Yang Yu quickly turned on his phone to read the text message, and saw two short words from Yan Ci: Passed.

"Ahahahahahaha..." Yang Yu looked up to the sky with a long smile: "Finally passed!"

Yang Xue gave him a meaningful look: "You are too happy."

"What?" Yang Yu was stunned.

"I'm afraid you will GG when you post tomorrow."

Yang Yu: "..."

As Yang Xue said, Yang Yu's statement of apology and clarification the next day caused another uproar.

Soon almost everyone in the school knew that it was Yang Yu who deliberately blackmailed Yan Ci, and all the blame was shifted from Yan Ci to Yang Yu for a while, saying that he had corrupt morals, blatant nonsense, self-righteousness... all kinds of offensive language And the anger of being cheated all poured on Yang Yu.

Almost everyone scolded him.

Swiping through the comments one after another made Yang Yu feel cold in his heart.

"sister……"

Yang Xue quickly patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we will solve it."

Yang Yubai shook his head with a face.

However, on the same day, someone on the school forum anonymously wrote a love poem to someone in a high-profile confession:

There is a gentleman who enters the east wall, and the morning light comes out to the new window.

Qingyi and Ran Ran provoke Wei Jie, and modest style and style miss Ji Kang.

Thousands of cups come to apply inkstones, and thousands of hectares of writing and thinking fall into the fragrance of wine.

Looking for incense, who is it to ask?But Wen Yun laughed wildly.

I have the intention to follow the gentleman, but I also suspect that the gentleman's nature is cold.

The height of the building does not see the peak circuit, and the moon is bright and clear in the middle of the night.

The clear light does not reflect the words of sorrowful people, but only reflects the lonely shadows of the sloping mountains.

It's just that I don't know when and when, Ken Jun has spent the full moon and dreamed forever?

And the object of confession is not someone else, but Yan Ci.

The author has something to say:

A broken poem, but please let it go.