A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

Shen Wen only dared to touch his head when he saw that he was drunk, otherwise he would have punched him at this time.

He thought about Zhuang Shen at this time, it would be no problem to coax him like a child.

The touch under his hand was softer than expected, and the tip of his hair was cold, rubbing against his hot palm was very comfortable.

Shen Wen couldn't help rubbing it again.

Zhuang Shen stared at him for two seconds, his tea-brown pupils were moist and clean, and he didn't look annoyed at being rubbed on his head.

He let go of his hand and said, "Okay."

Shen Wen was stunned.

Zhuang Shen said yes, so he promised him to be obedient?

Shen Wen probed a bit: "Then go to bed now?"

When Zhuang Shen was drunk, he still seldom talked, and his face was expressionless, but the feeling of coldness in his body subsided, and he responded very gently: "I want to take a bath first."

"Okay, take a bath." Shen Wen heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he doesn't make a fuss about drinking, he can give him anything.

Zhuang Shen followed him back to the room without saying a word, he was really obedient.

Shen Wen has seen a lot of drunk boys who either made a scene or fell asleep, and this was the first time he saw someone like Zhuang Shen.

When he was drunk, his personality changed a lot. He was always wary of someone, but now he is too innocent and listens to everything.

Why is it so easy to deceive?

Shen Wen brought him a new set of clothes, but he was not at ease: "I'm right outside the door, call me after washing."

When Jiang Huai came out of the toilet, there was no one in the restaurant.

He ran up to the second floor and saw Shen Wen leaning against the wall with a slack posture, the cigarette held between his fingertips, his face under the faint smoke, a bit lazy and blurred.

Jiang Huai walked over and asked, "Where's Brother Shen?"

"Take a bath inside." Shen Wen narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, and said, "Your room is next door."

Jiang Huai nodded, then looked at Zhuang Shen who was standing still at the door: "Why are you standing here?"

"He's very drunk, afraid of something happening, you go to bed first." Shen Wen glanced sideways at the door at the back, his eyes slightly raised: "I'll wait a little longer."

"Okay, then you go to bed early too." Jiang Huai drank a lot, and now his mind was dizzy, so he turned and went back to the room without thinking too much.

The corridor was very quiet, and his brain calmed down, Shen Wen couldn't help but think about the way Zhuang Shen was in his arms just now.

Drunk people will always do things according to their hearts, and at this moment they will show their most primitive side.

Therefore, many people who suppress themselves too much will vent their emotions crazily after getting drunk.

Except when Zhuang Shen knew that he had cheated him of the wine, his eyes were red and he insisted on asking for wine, but other times he was extraordinarily soft.

He thought of the teardrop he saw in the infirmary, and also thought of Zhuang Shen's appearance that no one should enter.

What happened to his deskmate?

Shen Wen's brows and eyes were restless, he finished smoking a cigarette absent-mindedly, and looked down at his phone.

Four 10 minutes, the bath should be almost finished.

He knocked on the door and asked, "Are you ready?"

No one answered inside, he felt something was wrong, so he pushed open the door and took a look.

The room was empty, but through the frosted glass, there was still a light on in the bathroom.

The whole room was silent, and there was no movement at all.

Shen Wen was really afraid that something would happen to Zhuang Shen in his house, and he would become a sinner by then.

He walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked again: "Have you finished washing?"

It was quiet inside, Shen Wen couldn't hear any sound when he pressed against the door, not even the sound of water.

He was even more anxious, knocked again, and said, "I came in?"

Now Shen Wen didn't wait any longer, and suddenly pushed open the bathroom door.

The hot mist rushed towards his face, and Shen Wen saw Zhuang Shen lying on the bathtub at a glance.

He pressed his arms and soaked in the water on his side.

Eyebrows stretched, fell asleep.

Shen Wen was really about to be laughed at by him.

Can you fall asleep in someone else's house while taking a bath?Fortunately, he kept an eye out for him to take a shower before leaving, otherwise this person would be woken up by the freezing water.

Shen Wen approached, looking down, he inevitably saw the body under the clear water.

The skin is slightly pink, the limbs are thin, the elbows are bent, and the butterfly bone on the back is clearly defined.

Shen Wen controlled his gaze to stay on his face, lowered his body, and when he touched his face: "Wake up."

Zhuang Shen struggled and shook his eyelashes twice, but was disturbed by him and didn't wake up.

Shen Wen sighed, and continued to call him: "Zhuang Shen? Get up, go to bed and sleep."

When Zhuang Shen heard the name, he opened his eyes slowly. After seeing him, his eyes were still full of sleepiness, and his voice was vague: "Huh?"

Shen Wen's heart softened, and he didn't dare to lose his temper with him, so he said nicely, "The water is getting cold, go sleep outside."

Zhuang Shen nodded: "Okay."

He stood up with nothing on underneath, Shen Wen almost moved his eyes away immediately.

The body was almost as good as he thought it would be.

He obviously had no waves when copying the human body, but at this moment his heart beat faster.

Beauty is gender-neutral, and it is normal for adrenaline to rush in the face of beautiful things.

Under the light, Zhuang was so white that it was so clear, water droplets rolled down with his movements.

Seeing that he didn't intend to dry it off at all, Shen Wen sighed inwardly, pulled a bath towel from the side and put it on him, without looking sideways: "Wipe it clean."

Zhuang Shen wrapped it up and wiped it, followed him for two steps, but his foot slipped, and he suddenly fell on Shen Wen.

Shen Wen quickly hugged him, his hands were warm.

He met those very sleepy and innocent light-colored eyes, ground his teeth, stretched out his hand to lift the bend of Zhuang's deep leg, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"You are my ancestor."

Zhuang Shen would wake up naturally at six o'clock in the morning, and he, who was usually clear-headed in an instant, frowned before he opened his eyes.

His mind seemed to be disturbed by something, and he couldn't think of anything because of the pain.

He calmed down and opened his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, something was wrong. He had a hand on the back of his head and another on his waist.

Even though he was not fully awake, Zhuang Shen endured his sore brain almost immediately, grabbed the hand behind him and folded it abruptly, then quickly turned over and sat up.

A low hoarse murmur suddenly appeared, Zhuang Shen folded his hands, sat on the man, and looked down.

Even though Shen Wen's hairstyle was messy, his handsome face was full of exhaustion.

The messy forehead covered part of his browbones, and his dark eyes were half-closed. Seeing that Zhuang Shen was twisting his hand, he didn't move. Instead, he stretched out the other hand and patted him lightly on his waist. clap.

"Would you like to take a break, Grandpa?"

His eyes were sleepy, his voice was hoarse, he was extremely tired, and his tone was very conniving.

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Zhuang Shen let go of his hand and got off him.

Shen Wen closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

He is so tired.

An hour later, the neatly dressed Shen Wen came out of the room, and when he went downstairs, he saw Zhuang Shen sitting at the table.

He held his mobile phone and nodded slowly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Shen Wen walked down slowly and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes and said, "I made the porridge, and there is still in it."

This person returned to his usual indifference, making Shen Wen feel that he had a dream last night.

Jiang Huai also came out from the inside, just in time to hear this, and shouted: "Ah, is there only porridge? I drank too much at night, and I didn't eat a few skewers of meat. I woke up from starvation at six o'clock in the morning." , just now I couldn't sleep because of my stomach screaming, I need to eat some meat..."

Shen Wen glanced at him, and said coolly: "Then you order takeaway, and I'll drink the porridge."

Jiang Huai was squeezed out by him inexplicably, and hurriedly said: "The porridge is very good, it's good to drink porridge in the morning!"

Seeing Shen Wen approaching, Zhuang Shen put away the phone, looked at him with amber eyes: "Did I do anything yesterday?"

Shen Wen's hand holding the bowl paused, and looked into his eyes carefully: "You don't remember?"

Zhuang Shen didn't speak.

Looks like I don't remember.

Shen Wen sat down and said lazily and casually: "After you finished drinking last night, you ran to the stairs and sang Qinghai-Tibet Plateau while bouncing, and asked me to applaud you."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Jiang Huai who was next to him almost spit out a mouthful of water, coughed a few times and said in shock: "Huh?! So you are such a deep brother?!"

Seeing Jiang Huai's bewildered expression, Zhuang Shen said calmly, "You're lying."

"You really don't remember what happened yesterday?" Shen Wen's mood was a bit complicated, and he didn't know whether it was luck or disappointment, "Where is your last memory?"

Zhuang Shen didn't hide it: "Jiang Huai leaves, I'll drink."

Shen Wen: "Don't you remember the rest?"

Zhuang Shen nodded.

Isn't that just one drink to get drunk?

Shen Wen picked up the white porcelain spoon slowly, his cold white fingers were clearly knit.

He raised his eyes with a harmless expression: "You were very good yesterday and fell asleep. It took me a lot of effort to call you into the room."

Zhuang Shen stared at him: "Then why are you in my room?"

"..." When the truth was told, Shen Wen himself didn't quite believe it.

Who would have thought that just as Shen Wen put him down, Zhuang Shen would grab him like a pillow?

Shen Wen could only blame himself: "Too tired, I just lay down without paying attention."

Zhuang Shen was obviously not very satisfied with his action: "Don't sleep next to me next time."

Shen Wen: "..."

Forget it, you can't argue with people who are drunk and broken.

Although his mind was not feeling well, Zhuang Shen still went to work in the dessert shop.

Jiang Huai felt strange: "Brother Shen, you are so short of money, why don't you come to be Brother Wen's model? This is more profitable than your part-time job."

Zhuang Shen just said indifferently: "I promised the store manager that the National Day will be there."

Jiang Huai was even more surprised: "...Now this store belongs to Brother Wen, so it's not a matter of minutes to hire employees."

Zhuang Shen didn't answer, and drove away.

He only knew that in the original plot, his only role was to be obsessed with the heroine, and he was finally cannon fodder, so being a model has nothing to do with him, even if he is not Shen Wen, he will find someone.

This role should never belong to him.

One of the reasons why he came to work in the dessert shop was also to repay Shen Wen for helping him. He is not obsessed with making money

Making money is easy for him.

In the campus forum at this time, the person who was swiping the ticket suddenly got a card, and after logging out, he found that he couldn't get in after loading all the time!

Everyone was blown up, and after more than ten minutes of complaining, the forum returned to normal, and it was the school flower appraisal post... disappeared? !

Looking up, I saw a post with a red title on the top: [Voting software puts a burden on the forum, from now on, no more voting posts are allowed! 】

Everyone: [emmmmm, so the votes I cast for several days are invalid? 】

[Isn't it?Who still remembers who was first before the collapse of the post? 】

[The time is not over yet, whoever is first doesn't count, right?It's a waste of money. 】

Not long after, the person who posted the school flower voting post posted a new post: [I voted halfway, at least finish the school beauty selection this time, right? !This time there is no software, just post and vote!One account counts as one vote, accounts below the third level are not counted, water towers are prohibited, delete them if you see them! 】

In the evening, Zhuang Shen finished his work and took a look at the mobile phone that had been in his pocket all the time.

His brother Zhuang Chenxu sent him a text message: [Xiao Shen, do you want to come to Beijing for the National Day? I'm free tomorrow. I'll come pick you up? 】

Zhuang Shen replied to him: [No. 】

Zhuang Chenxu: [Just tell me if you want to come over, the National Day is fun. 】

Not long after, Zhuang Shen's phone vibrated, and a message came from the banking software: [A transfer of 100000 has been received, please check it carefully. 】

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Zhuang Chenxu also transferred tens of thousands of money to him intermittently before, but Zhuang Shen never moved.

Looking at the 10 yuan, he thought about it, and planned to find an opportunity to return all the money.

Zhuang Shen pushed the door open and walked slowly back to school as usual, when a black car suddenly stopped beside him.

The window slowly moved down, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of face, it was Qiu Ling who had met Zhuang Shen that day.

With a smile, he said cheerfully, "We meet again, do you have a chance to have a meal together? I want to talk to you about painting."

In a private restaurant.

Zhuang Shen sat across from Qiu Ling, and waited for the waiter to finish pouring tea before Qiu Ling said, "Do you have time to paint on National Day? I want to ask you to paint another landscape painting. The price is [-] yuan. I will send you all the materials for a month." Just finish it within."

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes: "Why are you looking for me? You should know many painters, I am not a professional."

Qiu Ling smiled: "Professionals can't learn the emotions in your picture. To be honest, I wanted to call you out last time to treat me well, but I was afraid that you would think I was a bad person. The business card I gave you before, you You should also know who I am."

Zhuang Shen tilted his head: "No."

Qiu Ling: "..."

Qiu Ling was not angry, and continued with a smile: "I can't keep up with you young people. My apprentice Xiaowen also has his own ideas. Speaking of which, you are the same age, but he doesn't like going to school. I paint everywhere, and the paintings are quite good, but the emotions in the pictures are not as good as yours. I originally wanted you to make friends, but he is stubborn and doesn't want to come, because he can't find a model he likes, and the characters are unwilling to draw... You are kind of alike."

Xiaowen, same age, don't like going to school...

These words almost reminded him of Shen Wen.

Although I haven't seen Shen Wen's paintings, they should be pretty good. It's normal for Qiu Ling and his disciples.

Qiu Ling looked at him like all kind elders, and asked politely: "Of course, your ideas are the most important. It doesn't matter if you don't want to paint too much. Painting requires a good mood."

"I can draw, but you may not like it." Zhuang Shen said softly.

Qiu Ling was overjoyed: "You can paint if you want to! I'll ask someone to send all the materials to you."

When Zhuang Shen returned to the dormitory, he found a person standing at the door of his dormitory.

He was tall and slender, and the lights in the corridor were not bright enough, which made his eyes dark.

Zhuang Shen walked over to him and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shen Wen raised his head and smiled lightly, as if there were stars in his eyes, flickering on and off: "I want to confirm the matter I asked you last time. I will go to Beijing tomorrow and ask you one last time. , would you like to be my model?"

He added another sentence: "I won't force you, if you really don't want to..."

"Yes." Zhuang Shen interrupted him.

Shen Wen's lazy and calm expression froze for a moment, and he was slightly taken aback: "You agreed?"

"En." Zhuang Shen glanced at him, "When are you leaving?"

Shen Wen didn't expect it to be so fast this time, and after looking at him several times, he said: "You don't need to prepare anything, I'll come and pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Shen Wen said that he didn't need to bring anything, and he could just go with him tomorrow after he woke up, but Zhuang Shen didn't ask, thinking that he would discuss how to get there and what to do there tomorrow morning.

It wasn't until facing the private jet in front of him that Zhuang Shen knew what Shen Wen meant by saying that there is no need to prepare anything.

If you have your own plane, you really don’t need to prepare anything, you can fly if you want.

There are only the two of them as passengers, and once they enter, there are seats that can accommodate eight people. There are also bedrooms, bathrooms and dining rooms inside, which is really luxurious.

Shen Wen sat next to him, and soon someone came out with drinks and desserts.

Shen Wen didn't want it, and asked him to put it all on Zhuang Shen: "This cake doesn't taste as good as yours, so make do with it."

Holding the fork, Zhuang Shen didn't move, but instead asked, "Shen Wen, do you still remember Ye Fan?"

"Ah?" Shen Wen typed the code into the notebook, and glanced at him: "Why?"

Zhuang Shen looked into his eyes and hit the point: "What do you think of Ye Fan?"

Shen Wen paused with his fingers just now, his whole body stopped, his eyes were dark, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly smiled: "It's pretty pretty."

Zhuang Shen nodded and started eating.

It seems that the plot is going on, even though he didn't covet the heroine, Shen Wen still has a good impression of the heroine.

Shen Wen waited for a long time, but didn't hear him continue, and knocked absently for a few minutes before getting into the mood.

Why did Zhuang Shen ask Ye Fan over and over again?

What is he testing?

It happened to be noon when they arrived in Beijing, and the two found a restaurant for dinner. After the meal, Zhuang Shen went to the bathroom and was washing his hands. He just turned off the faucet, and when he looked up, he was facing the person who came in.

The man had a handsome and gentle face, a slender figure, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to him.

Zhuang Chenxu was surprised and extremely happy: "Xiao Shen, why are you here?"