A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The faint scent of mint is like a powerful analgesic, almost making him forget the pain in his body, and he is extremely dependent on the heat source that hugs him.

Zhuang Shen fell into the darkness of chaos.

He dreamed about it when he was very young.

At that time in the orphanage, there was an oldest and strong child named Yang Yang. He was very popular in the orphanage. Many children listened to him and were willing to be his little follower every time they played games.

Zhuang Shen doesn't like talking very much, and he doesn't like to please Yang Yang. He always stays by himself and reads picture books.

One day, a group of children came, led by Yang Yang, and went to the remote grove in the backyard with Zhuang Shen, and climbed up the tree to pick fruits.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, and Xiao Zhuang couldn't tell the teasing behind those smiles, so he happily put down his books and went with them.

Everyone set up the ladder and let Xiao Zhuangshen climb up first.

When he just reached the first big branch and hugged it with both hands, and people will come up later, Yang Yang greeted the little followers and took the ladder away.

Zhuang Shen will never forget that day, when he hugged the branch in horror and asked the people below to put the ladder back, they laughed ironically.

"Do you think he looks like a bird with broken wings?"

"Zhuang Shen is so pitiful! Without wings, he can only stay on the branches!"

"I can't go up or down, and I can only stay on the branch for the rest of my life hahaha!"

Everyone laughed enough, regardless of whether Zhuang Shenhai was afraid or not, they left with the ladder.

He was only about three years old at that time, and the tree was quite tall. After looking at it for a while, he didn't dare to look at it anymore. He could only hold the tree trunk tightly, and buried his head with his eyes closed.

Tears fell drop by drop onto the uneven bark. In the secluded and deep woods, no one heard his desperate sobs.

Later, when it started to rain, the teachers found that Zhuang Shen was missing when they counted people. They found him only after being questioned, and hugged Zhuang Shen, who had become a little drowned chicken, from the tree.

Holding the rough branches for too long, his delicate palms and forearms were worn out, and he was exposed to rain again, so he developed a high fever that night.

Lying groggy on the bed, Zhuang Shen thought about many things clearly.

In this world, no one will stand up to protect him, so he can only protect himself.

He has to work harder and try to become a master, so that others will never dare to bully him again.

"Brother Wen, the meal ordered by Zhaojiang Tower has been delivered." Jiang Huai carried two bags of food and walked into the ward of the school hospital lightly.

Shen Wen leaned against the window, turned around when he heard the voice, glanced at the table on the left, and said softly: "Put it there."

Jiang Huai put down the lunch box and glanced at the person hanging from the hospital bed: "Zhuang Shen still awake?"

"Ah."

The ward is a simple and elegant blue tone, and there is a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

Shen Wen was holding a cigarette in his hand, and turned it around twice in his palm a little irritably, but it still didn't light up.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Huai thought to himself why Shen Wen didn't go out to smoke, was this to satisfy his hunger with cigarettes?

He thoughtfully said: "Brother Wen, go out and smoke, I'm here, and explain the situation to him as soon as he wakes up."

Shen Wen paused, threw the cigarette into the trash can, frowned and said: "I'll guard, you go."

Jiang Huai: "..."

Jiang Huai pursed his lips and said, "I'm not going back, seeing Ma Pingchun is enough, so I'll wait outside."

He closed the door and went out to chat with the doctor in the infirmary.

The small ward returned to tranquility, Shen Wen walked to the bed and sat down on the chair.

The person lying on the hospital bed was thin and pale, covered by slender and curly eyelashes, and his skin was so white that it felt transparent.

Several tables came to the dining place today, which caused their food to be served late. When they went back to class, they saw Ma Pingchun standing on it. Shen Wen was planning to follow Jiang Huai and leave directly.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Ma Pingchun and began to curse indiscriminately, and it was his deskmate who scolded.

His tablemate still doesn't look quite right.

Shen Wen just thought that Zhuang Shen didn't dare to deal with the teacher just now, but now it seems that he has to add a low blood sugar, and he is too hungry to deal with Ma Pingchun.

This person is really too casual, he came to class without eating, he was moved.

In the end, he was scolded by the teacher, so miserable that he didn't know whether to lose his temper or not.

However, the person who fell into his arms was so thin and soft that he couldn't get angry.

Shen Wen felt that he was in a complicated mood, that he was meddling, but he felt that he couldn't let it go.

He lowered his eyes boredly, looking down at his deskmate.

Most of the bottle of glucose water was dripped, and Zhuang Shen was still in a deep sleep. The hand where the needle was inserted was white and thin, with protruding wrist bones.

A sense of soft fragility appeared strangely and harmoniously on his always cold face.

Shen Wen looked at it for a while, a little lost in thought.

The long breathing sound suddenly stopped, Zhuang Shen frowned, his body trembled slightly, his head was slightly tilted, and a handful of soft forehead hair fell down to cover his eyelids.

Shen Wen moved his fingers, but still couldn't hold back, and went forward to remove the small piece of hair.

fingertips.

He saw a tear flow from the corner of Zhuang Shen's eyes, slowly melting into his temples along his pale skin.

Shen Wen stared at the end of his moist eyes, feeling like something touched his heart.

A little itchy and a little uncomfortable.

It's so complicated that even the brain can't tell whether it's happiness or anger.

Shen Wen moved his fingers slightly, gently wiped away his tears, got up and left.

Outside, Jiang Huai was about to open the game to enter, when the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

He was startled, and when he looked up, Shen Wen lowered his eyes, under the long eyelashes were dark eyes: "You go in, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

Jiang Huai: "???"

Didn't you just stop smoking?

Shen Wen came in after smoking, and Zhuang Shen also woke up not long after.

The doctor pulled out the needle for him, Zhuang Shen leaned against the head of the bed, and pressed the needle hole with the other hand to wait for the blood to coagulate, his voice was weak: "Thank you."

"Eat something, preferably light. What school do you want to go to if you don't eat lunch? You can't squander your body like this when you are young." The doctor instructed.

Zhuang Shen nodded, his lips were pale, and his light brown eyes were slightly tilted, looking at Shen Wen who was standing at the door.

Shen Wen opened the lunch box on the table, felt the temperature, and took it out: "I bought some porridge, you can try it."

After Zhuang Shen saw the things on the table clearly, he hesitated and said, "Have you ordered the entire breakfast menu?"

There are four bowls of porridge alone, white rice porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, eight-treasure porridge, and bird's nest milk porridge, which are steaming and very fresh.

There are also Xiaolongbao, shrimp dumplings, pan-fried, tea eggs...

Shen Wen nodded confidently: "I bought everything I could."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Anyway, the other party also ordered it specially for him, at least it was an act full of love from classmates.

Zhuang Shen didn't speak any more, sat at the table, took the white rice porridge, and took a sip slowly.

Shen Wen leaned half against the wall, watching his movements closely.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed against his fingertips, as if he could still feel the warm and moist touch from before.

Zhuang Shen took a sip, stopped expressionlessly, took the sugar bowl next to him, and added a spoonful of sugar.

Added another scoop.

It took three spoonfuls of sugar before continuing to drink the porridge.

There was no sugar in those bowls of porridge, Shen Wen knew it.

I just didn't expect Zhuang Shen to be so sweet.

Shen Wen just leaned against the wall and watched him slowly finish a bowl of porridge, feeling better for no reason.

Except for this bowl of porridge, Zhuang Shen didn't touch the other food.

"What should we do with these?" Zhuang Shen finished eating and glanced at the other two big bags of food.

Shen Wen smiled lazily: "Jiang Huai said just now that he was hungry, so keep these for him."

Jiang Huai, who was playing a game, snapped his fingers: "...?"

He didn't say that?

Zhuang Shen nodded and asked him before going out, "How much are these? I'll pay you back."

"You don't need to pay for the white porridge you drink, and it's free." The afternoon sun was strong and public, slanting on his three-dimensional face from outside the window, leaving deep shadows.

"You don't owe me anything."

When Zhuang Shen returned to the classroom, he had already started the fourth class, Xu Xuehai's mathematics.

Seeing Zhuang Shen coming back, Xu Xuehai put down the exercise book, and asked him with a smile: "You're back? How's your body?"

"Very good." Zhuang Shen replied, sat back in his seat, and found that many people were still looking back at him.

The class was still discussing, and Zhuang Shen heard his name sensitively.

Zhuang raised his head and swept away in puzzlement.

After being swept away by his cold gaze, everyone turned their heads in unison, discussing in low voices.

"Zhuang Shen..." Zhao Xiaoxia, who was in the front row, turned around and asked him, "It's your turn to be on duty after school tomorrow, can you?"

Zhuang Shen nodded: "Okay, what do I need to do?"

Zhao Xiaoxia glanced at him, her face was a little red: "Can you take out the trash? You can come later, after they have finished sweeping, just throw the bag of trash at the dump."

"Okay." Zhuang Shen asked again: "Did something happen? Why was everyone talking about me when I came in?"

"Ah..." Zhao Xiaoxia's cheeks turned even redder now, mixed with excitement and shyness: "That's...do you read our school's forum? Recently there are posts discussing school beauties... You, you are on the list."

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and stopped talking.

Zhuang Shen: "?"

He knows that the school has a forum.

But what does the school belle have to do with him?

Why is he still on the list?

Zhuang Shen turned on his phone and searched their school's forum.

Once inside, there is a hot post on the top:

[The annual school flower selection has started again!Come and discuss the candidate you are most satisfied with!The top five people with the most topics will make the final vote~]

The previous speech was quite normal. Everyone was discussing or trolling girls in the school, and many people posted photos for comparison.

Zhuang Shen simply turned to the last page and found that the entire wind direction had changed.

[I suddenly felt that Class Ten Zhuangshen was so beautiful!Has no one spotted this cold and cool pretty brother? 】

[Wait... This is the school beauty selection, how can men participate? 】

[Why can't the man do it?Sexism?Going forward a few times, there are also boys who were named school belle, okay?Good-looking but still can't be chosen? 】

[If you want me to say, his face and temperament are really much better than those above, it's useless to say more, the picture above! [Image] [image]】

[Fuck!I can!This shooting moment is really cool and beautiful!The writing looks good too!I love it! 】

[Didn't it mean that you still have to match the same grade as the school grass?Take a look at this new one I took, the princess hug, with a face [picture]]

【Oh My God!I agree to this marriage!The school belle must choose him! ! !I have no complaints at all! 】

[Don't you think, I want me to think, listen to me, let him go! 】

The picture was a bit blurry, but Zhuang Shen recognized the two people above at a glance, they were him and Shen Wen.

Shen Wen's outline was easy to recognize, he lowered his head halfway, his eyes fell on the face of the boy who was being hugged below, his lowered eyes could not see the expression clearly, his lips were tightly lined, he seemed unhappy.

It was only at this time that Zhuang Shen realized how strong Shen Wen was, and it didn't take much effort to hold him.

dealer.

Zhuang Ruoying, who had just returned home, was trying on the newly bought lipstick in her room. She looked in the mirror in a good mood, and then picked up her phone and opened the school forum.

Seeing many students above praise her beauty, Zhuang Ruoying's lipsticked lips were bent, and she still had a sweet smile just right.

After turning a few pages later, Zhuang Ruoying's expression froze, and she bit her lip.

Why is it Zhuang Shen again?

In the previous basketball game, many people discussed his posts in the forum, and even some people came from outside the school to watch. Zhuang Ruoying was in a bad mood and didn't even open the forum. He just wanted to have fun in the school flower post. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Shen got involved again.

Did he buy the navy?

What else does he have besides that face?Just stealing some good genes.

Zhuang Ruoying turned off the phone in disgust.

If she also had Zhuang Shen's good genes, she would be a thousand times more popular than Zhuang Shen.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Zhuang Ruoying looked at herself with a pretty face in the glasses again, and opened the door after confirming that the mood on her face was good.

Aunt Hui stood outside, holding a folded piece of paper that was obviously torn from a notebook: "Miss, the gardener picked this up in the garden at the entrance today, do you want more?"

Zhuang Ruoying glanced casually, she didn't have that kind of simple paper: "This is not..."

She suddenly saw some familiar formulas on it, her eyes paused, and she snatched the piece of paper from Aunt Hui.

The author has something to say: Those who oppose Zhuang Shen will end badly: D Don’t worry~