A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

Seeing Zhuang Ruoying being sent downstairs by the assistant, Zhuang Chenxu sighed and turned his head to look to the side.

Zhuang Shen looked at his mobile phone as if nothing happened, his expression didn't change much from the beginning to the end.

Zhuang Chenxu stared at him for a long time, and asked him: "Xiao Shen, what do you want to do about this matter?"

Zhuang Shen played with the phone naturally without raising his head: "How do you want to help me?"

He was quite curious about how far Zhuang Chenxu would go.

To be honest, at first he was also moved by Zhuang Chenxu's subtle gentleness, but now it seems that Zhuang Chenxu's gentleness seems to treat everyone the same.

However, he gave the original owner a lot of money, but what is money worth in a family like theirs?

Zhuang Chenxu said in a low voice: "Her situation can be regarded as deliberately slandering and leading online violence. If things go well, I can help her deal with the transfer. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhuang Shen finally raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Chenxu was so decisive this time that he was willing to let Zhuang Ruoying transfer to another school.

"Okay." Zhuang Shen nodded, feeling a little bored, "I'm going back to my room first."

"Wait." Zhuang Chenxu called him again, the man was a little taller than Zhuang Shen, and when he stood close, he would lower his eyebrows and look more gentle: "I've always said, you can tell me what happened... Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"

He seemed a little disappointed, and frowned slightly: "It used to be the same, I've been waiting for you to tell me..."

Zhuang Shen stopped pulling the armrest, and he turned around.

Although he can think clearly about the matter of the original owner and his brother, he has no obligation to take care of it, and he doesn't bother to take care of it.

After all, he is not the original owner, so it doesn't make sense to say it.

When Zhuang Chenxu talked about this, he responded smoothly: "I don't like to talk, but you have also ignored many problems."

Zhuang Chenxu was slightly taken aback, but didn't understand what he meant: "What?"

"Do you know why I returned the money to you?" Zhuang Shen leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

Zhuang Chenxu was stunned for two seconds, unable to answer.

Zhuang Shen looked at his expression, and suddenly smiled, but his eyes were very calm. He opened the door and entered the room, and a voice came over: "Money is not everything, brother."

Zhuang Shen would cherish an expensive pen, but the original owner certainly wouldn't.

Good intentions are good intentions, but giving this kind of gift is really a waste of money, and caring is not on point.

Zhuang Chenxu stared blankly at his closed door, his mind that had been running at high speed suddenly stopped, and a look of confusion and doubt appeared on his face.

After Zhuang Shen returned to his room, he received a message from Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai: [Brother Shen, how do you want to solve what happened in the forum today?Will you put the evidence on the forum? 】

Zhuang Shen: [No. 】

Jiang Huai: [? ? ?why not! 】

Zhuang Shen: [Too lazy to do it. 】

Jiang Huai: 【………】

He finally knew why Zhuang Shen was such a scumbag!This kind of thing is so perfunctory!

Jiang Huai: [Then I'll post it for you, do you agree? 】

Zhuang Shen: [Whatever. 】

Jiang Huai: [Then I posted it? 】

Zhuang Shen: [. 】

Jiang Huai: [You are the uncle, that's all right, you can continue playing. 】

He didn't even bother to type words, Zhuang Shen was so lazy!

Not long after, a new post appeared on the school forum.

[Multi-picture warning!Clarification of Zhuang Shen's rumour-making incident!People who hacked him before, won't you come in and apologize? 】

In the new post, Zhuang Ruoying's trumpet asked Fan Sheng for help, and the connection between the trumpet and the tuba, and the subsequent chat records of Fan Sheng and the Seventh Middle School taunted Zhuang Shen for trying to destroy his reputation.

There was even some information about the people who spread the rumors before, all of them were bad gangsters from No. [-] Middle School, who were even more powerful than Fan Sheng.

As soon as this post came out, it became a hot post.

[Sure enough, you can't draw conclusions too early, the reversal came so quickly! 】

[I've been pressing someone to deliberately pour dirty water on him!really! ! 】

[Wait... Forget about Fan Sheng, Zhuang Ruoying?Is it the Zhuang Ruoying I thought of? ! 】

[There is only one Zhuang Ruoying in the whole school, the class flower of the third class, and there are still many photos in the previous school flower stickers]

[I'm fucking stunned!One of the biggest melons this year! 】

【Why?No way... I always thought she was a nice person, the kind who seemed particularly kind, her world view was subverted]

[I'm really surprised, I voted for her before, and now it's as disgusting as eating a fly]

【People can't judge by their appearance】

[Look and size, you are all straight men?Wearing makeup to class every day, I really admire those teachers, can't you tell? 】

[So what if you see it?Her family is powerful, so putting on makeup can make her forget it? 】

[I just want to know, what will the school do with these two people if they find out? Didn't Fan Sheng suspend school and go home before? 】

【It's time to compare who has a bigger background! 】

[Confession Zhuang Shen again!It really is the person I fancy! 】

[Those who didn't vote, come and vote!Zhuang Shen rushed the duck! 】

……

There were replies to this post until early in the morning, and the bored people waved their keyboards excitedly.

Zhuang Shen didn't know anything, he went to bed on time, and his life was very healthy.

In the morning, Zhuang Shen got up as usual, and went out to see that Zhuang Chenxu was putting the breakfast brought by the delivery man on the table. When he heard the movement, he turned around and smiled at him: "Are you awake? Come and have breakfast."

Zhuang Shen noticed that he was still wearing yesterday's suit, his shirt was not as flat as usual, and his face was tired after staying up all night.

Zhuang Shen sat down, didn't ask any more questions, just drank the porridge quietly.

After he finished eating, Zhuang Chenxu said softly: "Xiao Shen, before I...something was wrong, I was too busy with work, I didn't have much time to accompany you, and there were many things about you that I didn't know about. Improve, okay?"

Zhuang Shen took out the paper towel, wiped the corners of his mouth and fingers, and threw the paper ball into the trash can.

He still had the same indifferent attitude as before: "It's up to you."

Looking at his thin figure, Zhuang Chenxu felt faintly uncomfortable.

Although Zhuang Shen is easier to get along with than before, he seems to be closer to him.

But this intimacy is more about politeness and upbringing, the eyes are free from the coldness of the past, they are indeed soft, but there is no trace of dependence.

He missed too much time, and now he wants to make up for it, it seems a bit too late...

Zhuang Ruoying went home last night and told Zhuang Huiye about going home.

Thinking of Zhuang Chenxu's disappointed eyes, she felt uncomfortable and didn't want to stay any longer.

Because she was in a bad mood, she looked for a movie to watch, but didn't look at her phone, she was afraid of receiving news from Zhuang Chenxu.

Waking up early in the morning, Zhuang Ruoying took a look at the silent cell phone and found that her mother had called several times not long ago.

Zhuang Ruoying sensed that something was wrong, and she called back: "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Yingying, are you spreading rumors Xiaoshen on the Internet?" Zhu Wan was always proud of her, but now her tone was unexpectedly anxious.

Zhuang Ruoying didn't expect Zhuang Chenxu to spread the news to the family so quickly, and she felt sore: "Mom, I didn't mean it..."

Zhu Wan sighed leisurely: "Your brother told your father about this last night, he wanted to help you transfer to another school..."

"What?!" Zhuang Ruoying's emotions collapsed just after getting out of grief, "Transfer?! How can I transfer? I have been studying here for so long, Mom, please help me and Dad to plead !"

Zhu Wan said: "I've already begged, and I was talking about this matter last night. Your father intends to make a big problem into a small one, but your brother won't let go. There may be no way to change this matter."

Zhuang Ruoying faced the rising sun outside, her eyes were wet again.

Why is this happening?

How could such a matter of transferring schools fall on her head?

Zhu Wan said softly: "I have said long ago that you don't want to deal with people like Xiaoshen. Although Chenxu treats you well, he is Xiaoshen's brother after all. Don't fight against Xiaoshen again, especially Like this time, ask someone to hold the handle, you know?"

Zhuang Ruoying lowered her head and responded with a sob.

She hung up the phone, connected to the Internet, and a flood of Art and news popped up.

what happened?Why are so many people texting her?

Feeling uneasy, she clicked on the chat software, and the contact screen was full of messages from the single window in the school group.

Then, her eyes froze suddenly, and her temples twitched and tingled.

[I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person, all the votes I voted for you in the past were all brainwashed, disgusting]

[He actually took the lead in spreading rumors!Aren't you afraid of evil force feedback? 】

[The idiot spreading rumors, the dog crawls for you! 】

[I pretended to be a noob in school, but I didn't expect my heart to be so rotten, so I got out of our school a little consciously]

……

The chat bar is full of people who scold her.

And her former so-called friends were all gone.

Zhuang Ruoying threw away the phone with trembling fingers, her face ashen.

At ten o'clock, Zhuang Shen arrived at Shen Wen's house, and the man was still sleeping on the bed.

Shen Wen left him the password to open the door in advance, Zhuang Shen pressed the doorbell a few times and no one answered, so he just opened the door and went in.

He made several calls just now but no one answered. He made another call before he opened the door and came in, and he was answered as soon as he came in.

"Are you here? Open the door by yourself, I have to wait a while." Shen Wen answered the phone with a very lazy and deep voice.

Zhuang Shen hummed, closed the door, walked into the room where he was painting before, and sat on the couch inside.

Not long after, Shen Wen also came in.

He was wearing a black shirt, the cuffs were folded up twice, his exposed forearms were cold and thin, he glanced around the room, and walked towards the sofa.

Zhuang Shen was swiping his phone when the sofa next to him sank.

Shen Wen sat down.

Shen Wen leaned over and half lay down.

Shen Wen stretched out his hand and touched him on the sofa. Sleepy-eyed, he also touched Zhuang Shen's side several times, and even touched his leg just now.

Zhuang Shen finally became impatient, and looked down at him: "Looking for trouble?"

Shen Wen blinked, those eyes were still wrapped in sleepiness, with an innocent face: "I'm looking for a blanket, have you seen my little blanket?"

"You didn't wake up?" Zhuang Shen lowered his head and looked at him a few times. He should be fully dressed after waking up. Could it be that this person sleepwalked and changed his clothes?

Shen Wen squinted his eyes and fumbled to the side, and found a small dark blue blanket from behind the two pillows.

He opened it and covered his body, apparently wanting to get back to sleep here again.

Zhuang Shen reminded him: "Aren't you going to draw today?"

"Draw." Shen Wen half-closed his eyes, his eyes were dark, and his voice was too hoarse: "I'll draw later."

Zhuang Shen didn't know what expression to show, he leaned on the pillow and said, "What's the point of you getting up?"

Shen Wen just closed his eyes and opened them again. He turned his face sideways, revealing his high nose bridge and sharp jaw: "Accompany me at the same table, I'm afraid he will be lonely."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

"I'm a kind and warm tablemate, I can't let you be left out." Shen Wen said lazily, with a tired expression and a sound sleep.

This is really unbelievable justice.

Zhuang Shen couldn't say anything, just sat aside.

There were only the two of them in the whole small bungalow.

The air conditioner is soft, and the room is extremely refreshing. There are bottles and cans for sketching, white plaster statues, and small animal models standing on cotton cloth, facing them quietly.

This person was still lying quietly next to him. Although he didn't move at all and didn't touch him, he had a high sense of presence.

Zhuang Shen encountered this situation for the first time.

A certain person said that he would be with him and not let him be left out.

Although a bit silly, Zhuang Shen really felt extremely comfortable at this moment.

After more than 20 minutes, the doorbell suddenly rang. Zhuang Shen lowered his head and saw that Shen Wen was sleeping so deeply that he didn't hear the sound from outside at all.

The doorbell rang persistently, Zhuang Shen stretched out his hand, and pushed Shen Wen: "Someone is looking for you."

Compared with the non-stop voices outside, Shen Wen seemed to be starting to slow down. He sat up slowly, and after a while, he lifted the blanket and got up.

Zhuang Shen sat still, when he heard a slightly angry but charming female voice from outside: "Shen Wen, you didn't send me messages when you came to Beijing! Did you hide from me on purpose?"

The sound of two people's footsteps walking towards the room, Shen Wen's lazy and perfunctory voice gradually became clear: "Then where will I be in the circle of friends?"

"That doesn't work, you just tell me, I brought you a gift, a set of brushes, take a look..."

The girl followed Shen Wen into the studio, and Zhuang Shen raised his eyes to meet her.

The girl has an oval face, with delicate and beautiful features, and the clothes she wears and the bag on her shoulders are famous brands, and her aura of a little pride looks like the daughter of a wealthy family.

From the moment she stared at Shen Wen, the liking in her eyes was undisguised.

In the middle of her speech, she happened to see Zhuang Shen sitting on the sofa and paused.

Zhuang Shen looked away and looked at the phone coldly.

She sized Zhuang Shen up for a while, then turned to look at Shen Wen with some doubts: "Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Shen Wen sat back to the previous position very naturally, and then put his hands on the sofa.

Zhuang Shen felt the arm on the back of his head suddenly rubbing against him, and turned his head to look at him inexplicably.

Shen Wen raised the tails of his eyes slightly, with a sincere smile.

"My boyfriend, do you meet now?"

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