A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

Compared to Zhuang Chenxu's surprise, Zhuang Shen's face was calm: "Dinning with classmates."

Zhuang Chenxu looked at him several times, his eyes mixed with tenderness: "Didn't you say you won't come to Beijing? Where do you live?"

"Just arrived, I'm doing my classmate a favor, the residence has not yet been decided." Zhuang Shen answered his question concisely.

Hearing this, Zhuang Chenxu showed a smile on his face, and made an invitation in a gentle manner: "Then stay at my house that night? Home must be better than outside."

Zhuang Shen originally wanted to go back after helping Shen Wen quickly, but he didn't expect to meet Zhuang Chenxu right after he came down.

Zhuang Shen glanced at Zhuang Chenxu twice, and could see the bright expectation in his eyes.

Zhuang Chenxu wanted to get closer to him, but was obviously rejected by the former Zhuang Shen, so he was cautious about the invitation.

If he didn't agree, he probably would have rented at Shen Wen's house.

In fact, it doesn't matter where you live, and if you live in Shen Wen, you will owe him an extra favor.

Zhuang Shen nodded: "I'll go and talk to my classmates, and I'll find you when I'm free."

Zhuang Chenxu smiled and said, "Okay, which table do you have? I'll pay for you."

"No, we've already paid for it." Zhuang Shen walked out: "Go and do your work first."

Zhuang Chenxu looked at Zhuang Shen who left coldly, his eyes softened.

Since the last time he started going home, Zhuang Shen's attitude towards him seemed to be getting better and better, and he would not be as silent as before when he asked him questions.

Every time he sees the taciturn and cold Zhuang Shen, he will always be extremely disturbed.

After all, he didn't do a good job as a big brother, and didn't take good care of Zhuang Shen after his mother left...

Shen Wen's painting place is at his home, a small three-story villa.

The interior fabric of the studio not only has painting tools, but also spotlights and lighting boards.

"Just sit there." Shen Wen pointed to the soft leather sofa beside him, "Sit casually, and be as comfortable as you like."

The sofa was quite high, Zhuang Shen leaned against the back of the chair, his legs were hanging in the air, and he put his hands on the sofa a little lazily.

English songs are playing in the room, and the slow and gentle male voice is slightly hoarse. The woody room makes people feel lazy.

He seemed to understand why Shen Wen always looked lazy.

Being able to do what you like as you like, living too comfortably, is indeed quite real.

Shen Wen was very quiet when he was painting, and he usually rested for more than ten minutes an hour, changing the painting midway, asking him whether the posture was uncomfortable, and then continued.

The afternoon passed quickly, and at the end of the day, Zhuang Shen got up and took a look at his painting.

Shen Wen's color system is bright and brisk, at first glance, the color gives people a very warm feeling.

In the picture, the boy is sitting sideways on a high window sill, and the European-style windows printed with portraits of devils and angels are colorful.

There was a small broken hole at the top of the window, and a beam of golden light came in, sprinkled on the young man's face that was so cold that it was cold, and inexplicably warmed up the whole person.

Shen Wen put down the pen, wiped his fingers with a wet paper towel, and asked him: "How is it, is the painting particularly beautiful?"

Zhuang Shen looked away: "Do you want me to praise the painting or the people on it?"

Shen Wen paused for a moment, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, with light in his eyes: "Can't we praise together? My painting is not worthy of the people on it?"

Looking at this painting so far, there is really nothing wrong with it, and he looks really good against the light.

Zhuang Shen gave him this face: "Yes."

"Stay here, there are quite a lot of rooms here." Shen Wen wiped his fingers, crumpled up the wet tissue, and accurately threw it into the trash can beside him, "The hotels nearby are quite expensive."

This reason makes people unable to refuse, if Zhuang Shen hadn't met Zhuang Chenxu before.

Zhuang Shen said lightly: "No need, I live with my brother."

"Your brother?" Shen Wen didn't expect him to refuse, he was stunned for two seconds and asked again: "Where is your brother?"

Zhuang Shen talked about his brother's company: "I'll go to his company to find him first."

Shen Wen nodded: "I'll see you off."

Zhuang Shen's brother probably works here, so it's good to live with his relatives.

It's just that the room that was packed before didn't come in handy.

Shen Wen sent him downstairs to the company, saw him walk into the company gate, and then left by car.

Before Zhuang Shen arrived, he sent a text message to his brother. Zhuang Chenxu was waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor early in the morning. The female staff at the front desk was excited but did not dare to move, her eyes were shining when she looked at Zhuang Chenxu.

The employees who heard the news whispered: "I heard that Mr. Zhuang is always waiting for his younger brother."

"Brother? There was a younger sister before, and a younger brother this time? Do wealthy families have so many sons and daughters?"

"Hey, that younger sister was called up by an assistant last time, but this time he came down in person. When did you meet Mr. Zhuang, the workaholic, and wait for so long?"

"And I heard that the younger sister is not relative... she remarried with her mother..."

"No wonder there are two attitudes..."

Before Zhuang Shen entered the door, he was watched by the staff at the door, and they recognized Zhuang Shen almost instantly.

These eyebrows are indeed similar to Zhuang Chenxu!

It's just that the temperament is completely different, it looks a little cold...

Compared with Zhuang Ruoying who came before, Zhuang Shen's face was much more impactful. No matter what his identity was, everyone couldn't help but look at him more.

Seeing Zhuang Shen coming, Zhuang Chenxu came over immediately, lowered his head and said softly: "Next time, you don't have to trouble your classmate to see you off, I'll go pick you up."

Zhuang Shen didn't respond: "Almost."

Zhuang Chenxu seemed to be in a good mood, he raised his lips: "Go, I'll take you home."

Zhuang Chenxu's house is much more normal. It is clean and tidy with three bedrooms and two living rooms. It is quite spacious and everything is neatly arranged.

It fits his style quite well.

Zhuang Chenxu opened the door of the master bedroom: "The quilt has already been replaced with a new one, and you can use everything inside."

Zhuang Shen didn't expect that he would vacate the master bedroom for himself.

Although the second bedroom does not have a bathroom, there is a separate bathroom outside, within a few steps, and he lives in the room that Zhuang Chenxu has always lived in, so he always feels that something is not right.

Zhuang Shen didn't think it was necessary: ​​"You don't live in this room? I just live next to it."

Hearing Zhuang Shen's words, Zhuang Chenxu was slightly distracted.

Is Zhuang Shen showing consideration for him? !

He actually offered to change the room, Zhuang Chenxu could only feel the joy surging in his heart for a moment.

They haven't lived at home for a long time, firstly, they are too far apart, and secondly, Zhuang Shen doesn't want to go home.

I never thought there would be such a day...

Zhuang Chenxu was moved in his heart, and his voice was extremely gentle: "It's okay, it's specially prepared for you, just for a few days, you can stay here, it's convenient to use the bathroom."

Seeing that he refused to change again, Zhuang Shen had no choice but to stay.

Zhuang Chenxu didn't know what he was busy with all afternoon, so he emptied out the closet. He bought a closet full of clothes, from pajamas to formal clothes, all of which were luxury brands.

The washed and dried clothes had a faint scent of essential oils, Zhuang Shen took out a pajamas, turned and walked to the bathroom.

Although I have been sitting all afternoon, it is really tiring to maintain a posture.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Shen woke up from hunger.

He lifted the quilt and walked lightly towards the kitchen.

The refrigerator was full of food, and Zhuang Shen was a little surprised.

He found quick-frozen dumplings, heated the water in the pot, and prepared to eat five dumplings later.

Before the water boiled, the kitchen door was gently pushed open, and the neatly dressed Zhuang Chenxu stood at the door, seeing Zhuang Shen standing in front of the pot with that always gentle face, he was extremely astonished.

"...Xiao Shen, are you making something?" At this moment, Zhuang Chenxu felt that there might be something wrong with his eyes, or he fell asleep while working, and now he is dreaming.

Zhuang Shen hummed: "I'm hungry, order some dumplings."

Zhuang Chenxu would still be dressed neatly in the afternoon, Zhuang Shen guessed that he had been working just now, and only came over to take a look when he heard the movement.

Anyway, what he was holding was Zhuang Chenxu's food, Zhuang Shen saw that he was staring at the pot, and said politely: "Do you want some?"

Hearing his voice, Zhuang Chenxu snapped back to his senses, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I eat?"

Zhuang Shen felt that Zhuang Chenxu's brain was a little rusty from work, and this thing belonged to him in the first place, so Zhuang Shen said calmly, "Yes, how much do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Chenxu thought for a while, then said softly: "Eight."

When the water boiled, Zhuang Shen put thirteen dumplings in, stirred it with a spoon, and covered the pot.

As Zhuang Chenxu approached, he found that Zhuang Shen's movements were neither hasty nor impatient, and seemed... quite skillful.

In his heart, Zhuang Shen is still that kid who knows nothing, let alone making dumplings, he thinks Zhuang Shen might not even know how to use a microwave oven.

So tonight Zhuang Chenxu was beyond shocked!

When did Zhuang Shen learn to cook?

When he lived alone outside the school, would he get up and cook alone like this evening?

It was obviously an extremely warm scene, but Zhuang Chenxu's eyes were a little wet.

He has been too busy these years, and he doesn't know what kind of hard life his younger brother has been living outside. Zhuang Shen, who never touches the spring water, has learned to cook!

Zhuang Shen's control of the fire and time is very precise, and he cooked the dumplings in the fastest time and put them in bowls.

Zhuang Chenxu naturally picked up two bowls and put them on the dining table.

The two sat opposite each other, the dumplings were still a little hot, Zhuang Shen was about to eat them after they had cooled down, when he looked up, Zhuang Chenxu picked up a steaming dumpling and took a bite.

Zhuang Shen looked a little hot.

He reminded again: "I didn't make condiments, you want to add your own."

Zhuang Chenxu couldn't wait to finish biting the dumpling with an extremely solemn expression, as if he was tasting some delicacy in the world, he chewed carefully before swallowing it.

"No, it's fine like this." He raised his eyes, his brows and eyes were extremely warm after the mist, "You made delicious food."

"..." Zhuang Chenxu's compliment was too flattering, so he just boiled it with water.

Zhuang Shen always eats slowly, which is good for digestion.

But when he looked up, Zhuang Chenxu had only eaten three, it seemed that this bowl of dumplings would take a long time to eat.

This is not very efficient.

Zhuang Shen picked up the bowl and said, "I'm going to sleep."

Zhuang Chenxu stopped the chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and said, "Put the bowl in the kitchen, someone will clean it up tomorrow."

Zhuang Shen turned to him and replied, "En."

"Go to bed early," Zhuang Chenxu looked at his back, and said softly, "Good night, Xiaoshen."

At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Ruoying came out of the hotel and walked to the community not far away.

She would have breakfast with Zhuang Chenxu in the morning, and then she would go to the company with him, study the topic in the office, and ask Zhuang Chenxu when he was free.

This was the first time for her to have the opportunity to stay by Zhuang Chenxu's side for so many days. One day, she would also have a high status in Zhuang Chenxu's heart.

She rang the doorbell, and Zhuang Chenxu quickly opened the door for her.

"Good morning, brother." Zhuang Ruoying greeted him obediently.

"Morning." Zhuang Chenxu smiled gently.

Zhuang Ruoying put the backpack on the sofa in the living room, walked to the dining table and looked, a little pleasantly surprised: "Why is today's breakfast so rich?!"

Before the two of them ate, although it was quite a lot, there were only three or four items of food. Today's breakfast gathered almost all the breakfasts!

It was so rich that she thought it was Chinese food.

Is today a special day?

It's not her birthday, nor is it Zhuang Chenxu's birthday, let alone any festival.

Zhuang Ruoying looked at her brother expectantly with a smile on her face.

"Wait for a while," Zhuang Chenxu was heating the milk, with a smile in his voice: "Xiao Shen is here, he just woke up, let's eat together when he comes out."

Zhuang Ruoying's smile froze.

Zhuang Ruoying's smile disappeared completely.

She originally pulled out the chair and wanted to sit down, but when she heard this sentence, she paused, turned around and walked back to the living room, where she sat on the sofa in a daze.

Zhuang Shen... why did Zhuang Shen come here? !

In the past few days of the National Day, Zhuang Chenxu was only her elder brother. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Shen, who came to Jiang City from afar, also ran over!

And on the first day she came here, Zhuang Chenxu only took her to eat in the restaurant in a regular manner, and the breakfast was also a normal portion, so how can it be so scary today?

Zhuang Ruoying opened her schoolbag restlessly, took out her notebook and looked through it, but couldn't read a word.

She put so much thought into it, but she was still no better than the ignorant Zhuang Shen. She felt as if her heart was soaked in salt water and her fingertips were cold.

Just as he was dazed, Zhuang Chenxu's voice sounded: "Are you up? Come have breakfast."

Zhuang Ruoying looked up and saw the boy coming out of the room. He was wearing a slightly loose pajamas, his hair was a little messy, it seemed that he hadn't slept well, and the coldness on his face didn't restrain himself.

Zhuang Ruoying's hand holding the notebook tightened suddenly.

Zhuang Shen actually slept in the master bedroom!

Isn't that Zhuang Chenxu sleeping in the second bedroom?

At this moment, unspeakable jealousy welled up in her heart, and Zhuang Ruoying was so irritable that she wanted to leave immediately.

Zhuang Chenxu also shouted to her: "You're hungry, come and eat together."

Zhuang Ruoying suppressed the emotions in her heart and smiled at him, "Okay."

At the dining table, Zhuang Chenxu poured a glass of milk for each of them, but Zhuang Shen didn't even look at it and said, "I don't want it."

Zhuang Ruoying lowered her head and frowned slightly, glanced at him before taking Zhuang Chenxu's milk, and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you brother."

Faced with Zhuang Shen's behavior, Zhuang Chenxu was not angry, but instead took his cup: "Then I'll drink it."

There was a little silence at the dining table, and Zhuang Ruoying felt extremely uncomfortable eating, as long as she thought of Zhuang Shen having a table with her, she even lost her appetite.

Facing a table of delicacies, Zhuang Ruoying tasted the same for the first time, finished eating quickly, and sat back in the living room.

Zhuang Shen also went back to his room. Shen Wen got up late and started working at ten o'clock, so he can go there later.

Zhuang Chenxu drove Zhuang Ruoying to the company, Zhuang Ruoying couldn't help asking him: "Brother, what is the second brother doing here?"

Zhuang Chenxu smiled lightly: "He is a model for his classmates, and he spends almost all day at his classmates' homes, and we will have dinner together at night."

Zhuang Ruoying forced a smile.

Sure enough, Zhuang Shen is still not doing his job properly, his grades are so bad and he is still doing some messy things.

She lowered her head and swiped her phone, just in time to see the re-vote post in the forum.

Now posting a vote is equivalent to a half-real name, and there is no way to vote.

And Zhuang Shen's number of replies is far ahead...

Zhuang Ruoying bit her lip, then thought of something, and used a trumpet to contact Fan Sheng in the group: [Do you know anyone from No.[-] Middle School? 】

In the afternoon, Shen Wen's home.

Shen Wen's expression was dull, he drew a stroke casually, raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Shen, and stayed there for a few more seconds.

Today's Zhuang Shen is particularly lazy, his eyes are always aggressive with mist, and his eyelashes are slightly drooping.

The posture of sitting there casually reminded him of a cat basking in the sun.

Cool and soft.

The one-hour alarm clock rang, and when it was time for the intermission, Shen Wen stopped writing and asked Zhuang Shen to come down and do some activities.

He asked his aunt to bring tea and snacks, and the two sat by the window. Shen Wen raised his hand, poured him a cup of black tea, and looked up at his disinterested expression: "Did you not sleep well yesterday?"

Zhuang Shen took a sip of tea and said in a calm voice, "En."

"Then go to bed first, lest others think that I abused child labor." Shen Wen lazily leaned back, and said indifferently: "I'll paint when you're in good shape."

"Child labor?" Zhuang Shen raised his eyes, his light-colored pupils were filled with displeasure.

"Okay, it's not a child laborer, but you are underage, so I can't squeeze you too much." Shen Wen said leisurely: "The room next to you is tidy, you go to sleep for a while? If you don't wake up in four or ten minutes, I will call you .”

Zhuang Shen couldn't sleep after eating dumplings yesterday. After swiping his phone for a while, it was past three o'clock before he knew it.

He didn't refuse, and lay down in the next room.

He fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

Shen Wen was not idle, and continued to perfect the picture. Four or ten minutes later, he pushed open the door of the next room.

Zhuang Shen's sleeping posture is regular, because of his thinness, the middle of the quilt is only slightly arched.

The hair that fell on the dark gray pillow was extremely soft, and the sleeping face was so delicate and serene that one couldn't bear to be woken up.

Shen Wen leaned against the door, staring down at Zhuang Shen's curled eyelashes.

Wait another minute.

Call him again in 10 minutes.

Shen Wen walked out with light steps, opened the phone and took a look.

Jiang Huai sent him several pictures, all of which were screenshots from the forum.

Jiang Huai: [Brother Wen, have you read it?A group of people who claimed to be No. [-] Middle School came to our forum to post, saying that Brother Shen did all kinds of evil in their school, always fighting, even girls! 】

[He also said that he was pretending to be innocent in our school, but he was actually very dark inside. What are they doing?Our school forums are almost polluted by them! ! ! 】

Shen Wen frowned, stretched out his finger and opened the school's forum, and saw a few unharmonious posts at a glance.

【Do you know why Zhuang Shen transferred schools?He even dared to beat the dean's son!How dare you like him?Don’t be beaten until there is no scum left]

【I'm an ordinary student in No. [-] Middle School. Just because I accidentally touched him on the way home from school, he broke my arm!I see his hands hurt]

[So many people in your school chose him as the school belle?I fucking died laughing, don't cry and change your mouth at that time! 】

【Lick the dog until nothing is left at the end】

……

Shen Wen glanced at it, turned off the phone, got up, took out the notebook and opened it.

His tablemate is really a man of the hour.