A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The moment the man hit the wall, just by looking at his expression, one could tell that it was very unpleasant.

Not to mention Ye Fan who was seeing this kind of scene for the first time, even Jiang Huai felt that Shen Wen like this was a bit scary.

He actually knew that Shen Wen didn't seem to care about anything most of the time, but he was very possessive.

Take the pile of books he put on the desk in the classroom as an example. Even if he doesn't come to class, he rarely reads them, but no one is allowed to touch them. If you move them, you will die.

So if you dare to touch Shen Wen's things, you will have to pay a little price.

Not long after, the police came and dragged the social brothers away, but Shen Wen's expression was still not very good.

Jiang Huai comforted, "Brother Wen, just a piece of cake..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Wen glanced at him, and Jiang Huai immediately closed his mouth.

Shen Wen glanced at the damaged cake box in Zhuang Shen's hand, his expression became normal, and he said in a low voice, "Give it to me."

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes: "?"

"Cake." Shen Wen glanced again.

"You want more?" Zhuang Shen was ready to find a trash can and throw it away, "Chocolate cake, it might be more..."

He paused for a while, letting Shen Wen think about the situation inside.

Shen Wen's expression didn't change, he even smiled a little: "You can't waste food."

Okay, the reason is very good, and Zhuang Shen was moved.

Zhuang Shen gave him the small box.

The three of them watched Ye Jun get into the car going home before they finally got into the car.

Before leaving, Zhuang Shen specifically asked, "When will you return these pants?"

Shen Wen lowered his head and glanced at the pair of light-colored jeans on his body, never thinking that when he borrowed a pair of jeans and went out, he would change them back.

He stared at Zhuang Shen's light-colored eyes for two seconds before saying, "When do you have time? I'll live in an apartment near the school, and I'll send you the address when I go back."

"Before eight o'clock in the morning, or after six o'clock in the evening."

"Then before eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Shen Wen smiled at him: "I'll wait for you at home."

When Zhuang Shen got out of the car, Jiang Huai, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned around and said excitedly, "Brother Wen, that girl just now is in Class [-], and she can dance, isn't she very beautiful?"

Shen Wen found the notebook from the locker, but there was no response.

Jiang Huai was not frustrated, his brain circuit was very jumpy, and he continued to say while swiping his phone: "Brother Wen, did you see the post on the school forum? Everyone is choosing the school belle now. Guess who is the first?"

Shen Wen casually opened the notebook and opened a page, but there was still no response.

Jiang Huai knew that he didn't know who he was alluding to, but his interest remained undiminished, and he put his hands aside in a very mysterious manner, and whispered, "It's your tablemate!"

Shen Wen paused when he was typing on the keyboard, and finally raised his eyes to look at Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai looked "unexpected", and urged: "I'm still voting now, brother Wen, won't you vote for me at the same table?"

Shen Wen leaned back, tapped a few times on the keyboard, and entered the school forum.

As soon as the page flicked, Shen Wen tapped the keyboard quickly, and a string of codes quickly appeared on the black screen.

The twilight light cast in, dyed his outline orange, and his voice was quite soft: "Help."

In Beijing, Zhuang Ruoying was picked up by Zhuang Chenxu's assistant as soon as she got off the plane.

The scale of Zhuang Chenxu's company is much smaller than that of Zhuang Huiye, but it is quite good among his peers.

The office on the [-]th floor is spacious and bright. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a clear view of the busy traffic below.

At the reception table on the side, the assistant helped to refill tea, Zhuang Ruoying took out a pale pink notebook from her bag, opened a page with a bookmark, and handed it to Zhuang Chenxu.

The only sound in the quiet room was the sound of the air conditioner running.

Not long after, Zhuang Chenxu finished reading it, slowly raised his head, and asked, "Is this a topic you designed yourself?"

His eyes were full of admiration and amazement.

This question was completely beyond his expectation. He didn't expect Zhuang Ruoying to have such a strong design ability.

Even the current him may not be able to independently come up with a question of this level.

"Yeah, I've been working hard on Olympiad questions recently." Zhuang Ruoying held a warm teacup and smiled at him behind the mist.

Zhuang Chenxu slumped the notebook on the table, and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, your structure and ideas are very good, I'll help you look at the details, if you have any questions these days, you can come to me directly. "

Zhuang Ruoying smiled with her eyes bent: "Thank you brother, I'm not in a hurry."

Several messages came from the phone, she turned on the phone, and soon saw a post sent to her by a friend.

[Ruoying, you are now ranked third!Get more people to vote for you! 】

Zhuang Ruoying clicked in, and saw Zhuang Shen who was ranked first, and the smile on his face sank.

It's him again... Why does Zhuang Shen always come out to affect her mood?

Why should a man occupy the position of school belle?

She thought for a while, and contacted someone she knew: [Are you taking the ticket order? 】

When Zhuang Shen returned to school, he threw his pants into the laundry room, and he would definitely be able to do it the next day.

In the evening, he took out his mobile phone to check the meeting questions, and suddenly thought of the class group Xu Xuehai mentioned. After he was pulled in by Jiang Huai, he kept blocking it and never looked at it.

Taking advantage of nothing to do, he clicked on the class group, and the people inside were discussing what to play today.

Zhuang Shen didn't think it was interesting, and was about to quit when someone opened the anonymous chat and shared a post.

The man said: [Two people from our class are shortlisted, those who haven't voted can vote...]

Zhuang Shen glanced at the title, and it was quite familiar. It was the school beauty selection post that day.

People who were chatting hotly just now started anonymous chatting one after another.

【Who is the first...】

【shh】

[Understood, now go vote! 】

[Other classes are also good...]

Zhuang Shen clicked on the link, and the first page that popped up was a voting option.

You can vote once every 10 minutes, and there are always people posting.

He glanced at the rankings.

No.1, Zhuang Shen.

No.2, Ye Fan.

No.3, Zhuang Ruoying.

……

Moreover, Zhuang Shen's number of votes was more than a little more than that of Ye Jun. Zhuang Shen frowned slightly, not very satisfied with the result.

Which idiot is swiping tickets for him?

He clicked on a black profile picture in the list and flicked the link over.

[Put the leaves one after another on the first place]

Shen Wen lived very close to the school, Zhuang Shen followed the navigation and walked slowly, and arrived at the downstairs of his community in about ten minutes.

Confirming that the room was correct, Zhuang Shen knocked on his door.

1 minute passed and no one responded.

Zhuang Shen felt strange and knocked on the door again.

Still no response.

What did this idiot say yesterday?

Still waiting for him at home, he suspected that if the sound continued like this, the neighbors would come out to trouble him.

Zhuang Shen dialed Shen Wen's phone, and after more than twenty seconds, he answered it.

"Are you here?" The other party may have just woken up. His voice was extremely low, mixed with a bit of hoarseness. The texture of the voice rubbing against the throat has not faded even through the mobile phone.

Zhuang Shen's irritated mood gradually calmed down a bit, but he still did not forget the promise made by this man yesterday: "Are you deaf?"

Shen Wen paused for a second, and when he heard this cool voice, he became sober in an instant. There was a rustling voice from over there, and then he said: "You open the door, the password is..."

Zhuang Shen unlocked the lock, pushed the door open and entered.

The color tone of the room was different from what he thought, the white was very bright, the floor was covered with a snow-white carpet, there were several potted plants in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there were two tatami mats in the corner.

The whole feels very soft.

Zhuang Shen looked at it for a few minutes, and Shen Wen finally came out of the room.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, and he was wearing a dark gray bathrobe, and his wet hair was still dripping with water.

The neckline is open, and you can see the drops of water falling from the hair and flowing inward along the clear collarbone.

"These slippers are new." He took out a pair of slippers, his voice was hoarse and sleepy, apparently just a moment ago Zhuang Shen suddenly woke him up from his sleep.

Zhuang Shen put the paper bag on the chair beside him: "The trousers have been washed, I'm leaving."

"You're here, let's have a meal together?" Shen Wen half leaned against the wall, with sleepy eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "Wait a minute... I'll ask someone to deliver breakfast."

Zhuang Shen originally felt that the layout of the room did not match Shen Wen, but now he felt that it was quite suitable.

This person always looks lazy, which matches this soft room very well, and he probably can fall asleep lying on the tatami next to him.

"No, I'm going to work." Zhuang Shen pinched and nodded, and rushed back to the dessert shop just in time to avoid being late.

"Go to work?" Shen Wen looked at him and suddenly smiled. He lowered his head and tapped his phone, and replied: "You don't have to go to work now."

Zhuang Shen: "?"

At this moment, Zhuang Shen's cell phone vibrated, and Manager Zhou called.

Zhuang Shen picked it up and heard Zhou Liu's brisk voice: "Xiao Zhuang, you don't have to come to work today, and your salary will be paid."

"???" Zhuang Shen looked at Shen Wen's half-squinted eyes and asked, "Why don't I come?"

Zhou Liu should have said, "Ah? Didn't the boss say that you have something to ask for leave today?"

Zhuang Shen: "...Boss?"

"Oh... I haven't had time to tell you about this yet," Zhou Liu replied with a smile, and she could tell that this incident made her very happy: "Now this store is not mine, it was bought at a high price last night .”

At eight o'clock in the morning, the morning sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on Shen Wen's three-dimensional face.

Zhuang Shen stared at his face, and heard Zhou Liu's clear voice: "The new boss' surname is Shen, and his name is Shen Wen, do you know him?"

In the sunshine, Shen Wen showed him a harmless smile.

Zhuang Shen: "..."

He really underestimated Shen Wen.

"Are you short of money?"

At the dining table, after Zhuang Shen finished his last mouthful of porridge, he heard Shen Wen ask him.

Zhuang Shen took out a piece of paper, wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, and then spoke: "What?"

"I have a part-time job that is easier and pays faster, are you interested?" Shen Wen rested his arms casually on the table, his eyes that were hazy just now became much clearer.

Zhuang Shen raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue, "What?"

Shen Wen stared at his calm face, with a very humble attitude: "That's right, I've been looking for a model recently, and I think your qualifications are quite suitable, so I want to ask if you would like it."

Zhuang Shen blurted out: "You can't find a model?"

Rich and powerful, is it difficult to find a model?

"That's right." Shen Wen's expression was extremely natural, and he said a little dejectedly, "I'm afraid of strangers, and I'm not used to being with strangers."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

In this way, it looks like a real fear of life.

"My teacher asked me to participate in a competition in Beijing, and I must be asked to draw characters." Shen Wen raised his eyes, like those who have nowhere to go, with lost eyes and eyebrows, "Now as long as you agree to be my model, I have this Chance."

Zhuang Shen stared at him without speaking.

Shen Wen's eyes were dark, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and with a smile, he made a final invitation to him.

"5 yuan at a time, do you want to do it?"