A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

"Xue Chimo is my friend," Zhuang Shen opened the door of the dormitory, twisted the doorknob to look at him, "he has no malicious intentions."

The lights in the corridor were dim, Zhuang Shen turned on the lights in the dormitory in front of the door.

Bright incandescent lamps poured down on their chiseled faces of Shen Wen.

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about this sentence, and changed the subject after two seconds: "In the future, if someone troubles you, you can tell me."

He looked at Zhuang Shen, his dark and deep eyes were stained with light: "I am also your friend."

Early the next morning, Zhuang Shen went all the way to the dessert shop.

Zhou Liu was stunned when he saw him: "Why are you still here?"

Zhuang Shen walked in familiarly, with a calm expression on his face: "Aren't there few people?"

Zhou Liu said embarrassedly: "Actually, it's only a bit busy during peak hours, so it's okay if you don't come."

After their dessert shop was bought by Shen Wen, they suddenly had a financial backer.

Through some marketing and channel promotion, the traffic of dessert shops is getting better and better than before.

We also recruited two more waiters than before, but it happened that one employee sprained his foot on the way home and asked for half a month's leave. During this time, he became busy again.

Zhuang Shen's expression was very calm: "It's nothing, come over and make a cake, and help out by the way."

Obviously, it only takes one or two hours to make a cake, but Zhuang Shen still stayed for most of the day, and only went to the back kitchen after he finished his work.

Zhou Liu knew that he came to help out of kindness.

The relationship between Zhuang Shen and their boss seems to be very good. Later, Shen Wen told her specifically that Zhuang Shen can do whatever he wants in the dessert shop.

During the shift change, it happened that there was nothing to do, Zhou Liu was resting in the back kitchen, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the duel game.

This game is played by people of all walks of life, men, women, and children.

He Hang saw the picture on her screen, with a gentle smile on his face: "I'm with you?"

"Okay, you take me with you." Zhou Liu's skills are not very good, so a boy is very happy to take him.

Zhuang Shen poured the stirred cake ingredients into the mold and put it in the oven.

He wiped his fingers clean, looked to the other side, and saw that He Hang was very well-behaved and did not do anything out of the ordinary, so he looked away.

He could tell that He Hang liked Zhou Liu very much, even a kind of unspeakable liking, so he purposely took a sneak shot.

Thinking of what happened that day, Zhuang Shen frowned and didn't look over there.

He Hang's mobile phone kept popping up calls, which led to the failure of the round between the two, and He Hang had to go to the corner to answer the phone.

Seeing that Zhuang Shen was idle, Zhou Liu asked with a smile, "Xiao Zhuang, do you want to come and play together?"

Zhuang Shen checked the time, and the oven would take more than half an hour, so he clicked on the game to play with her.

When He Hang came back from the phone call, he saw the two of them leaning against the wall, holding their mobile phones in similar movements. Zhou Liu occasionally discussed with Zhuang Shen in a low voice, with envious and happy smiles on his face.

"Xiao Zhuang! Your skills are too good! You won three consecutive victories in such a short time!" Zhou Liu looked down at the record and found He Hang coming over with a bright smile: "Do you want to come with us? Xiao Zhuang's skills Well, the winning rate is extremely high!"

Seeing the calm Zhuang Shen beside him, He Hang tightened his fingers holding the phone.

This person seems to be able to win the admiration and admiration of others without much effort.

The more indifferent he looked, the angrier he felt.

He Hang withdrew his gaze and smiled a bit reluctantly: "No, I'll go back to school first."

Before he left, he glanced at Zhuang Shen unwillingly.

How could Zhou Liu like him so much when Zhuang Shen hadn't been here a few times?

Zhou Liu even showed such a bright and adoring smile to Zhuang Shen.

He felt it was unfair.

Not long after, Zhuang Shen also made the cake, and went out with the cake, and saw a person standing in front of the dessert shop.

Wearing the blue and white sports school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, it is obviously a popular style of the celestial dynasty. Under the boy's broad shoulders, long legs and handsome and profound appearance, his appearance instantly rises.

Zhuang Shen raised his eyelashes: "What are you doing here?"

Xue Chimo came over, restraining his sharp coldness: "I checked what happened yesterday, and the people from the [-]th Middle School were ordered by Fan Sheng to block you. Just now, I wanted to take my brothers to join him, but found that he had been arrested. The other group got beaten up and got concussed and hospitalized."

Zhuang Shen nodded.

Xue Chimo followed him forward: "I don't know if Fan Sheng will trouble you again, I will ask someone to keep an eye on him."

Zhuang Shen didn't express his opinion, and he walked for a while before opening his mouth: "Why did you say that Shen Wen had a problem yesterday?"

Xue Chimo frowned, recalling what happened yesterday, his brows were cold: "I don't feel very good about him."

"He is my friend, you don't need to target him." Zhuang Shen said lightly.

Xue Chimo couldn't help but said, "He looked at you very strangely yesterday."

Zhuang Shen looked at him sideways: "The way you looked at him yesterday was also very strange."

Xue Chimo: "..."

Xue Chimo: "Understood."

The two walked to the school gate, and a car drove slowly from behind.

Zhuang Shen didn't look back, but Xue Chimo took a look and saw the person in the car, it was Shen Wen again.

The car drove slowly towards the school gate, no matter how slow it was, it was still much faster than them.

Just about to enter the school, Zhuang Shen said: "Okay, you can go back, you don't have to come here to find me if you have nothing to do in the future."

Xue Chimo looked down at him, with rare hesitation in his eyes: "You look much better than when you were in No. [-] Middle School."

"Huh?" Zhuang Shen looked at him inexplicably.

Xue Chimo didn't continue, but it was obviously a good thing: "You can become like this, it seems that your friend should be good."

Zhuang Shen didn't speak, it was acquiescence, and he replied: "In the future, you know that I have troubles and there is no need to come here. I will ask you to help me if I can't solve it."

Xue Chimo was stunned for a rare moment, and quickly replied: "If I knew about this, no matter whether you said it or not, I would definitely come here."

"You don't have to do things for me because of the previous favor." Zhuang Shen's voice was extraordinarily cool in the autumn night, "It's not worth it."

Xue Chimo's cold eyebrows and eyes were serious: "It's worth it, if it wasn't for you, the medical expenses back then..."

"That money is not mine, I got it from my brother and my father, and I will give it to you." Zhuang Shen interrupted him: "According to this, do you still have to do things for them?"

Xue Chimo was taken aback again when he heard his words.

Back then, his mother had advanced breast cancer, and the ward fee and handling fee totaled more than 200 million.

At that time, he made money by taking a few orders through programming, which was a lot of money after all.

As the illegitimate child of the Xue family, the Xue family never gave him a penny. He lived with his mother in a cheap low house since he was a child, and his mother's love was all he had.

But God is still unwilling to treat him fairly, and wants to take away his last warmth.

Xue Chimo originally wanted to drop out of school to fight black boxing, but Zhuang Shen stopped him and gave him 200 million to fill in the vacancy.

Mother Xue was finally taken away by cancer.

He returned to the Xue family, tried his best to gain the trust of the Xue family, and wanted to live a better life.

Perhaps he had proved his strength to the Xue family earlier, and his mother would never have terminal cancer, so that she would leave him now.

Regardless of the consequences, the moment he handed over the money, he secretly promised to treat Zhuang Shen as his own brother.

In a sense, it was Zhuang Shen who saved his life. When he wanted to fight black boxing, he never thought that he would come back alive.

Xue Chimo frowned: "But you helped me."

"You said that the money would be repaid to me with interest, didn't you?" Zhuang Shen raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Xue Chimo nodded.

"Xue Chimo."

Hearing his name, Xue Chimo set his eyes on Zhuang Shen.

The last ray of the setting sun disappeared along the horizon, and under the dim light, Zhuang Shen's skin was still so white that the outline could be seen clearly at a glance.

"The person who saved you was not me, nor Zhuang Shen." Zhuang Shen said, his light-colored pupils were very faint, stating an obvious fact, "It's you."

Xue Chimo stopped in his tracks, looked at his thin and well-proportioned back, and gradually felt some clear emotions in his heart.

He heard Zhuang Shen's voice softly: "You don't need to live for anyone."

As soon as Zhuang Shen entered the school gate, he saw Shen Wen waiting at the gate.

Shen Wen looked at him with tired eyes and a gentle expression: "Go to the dessert shop?"

"Well," Zhuang Shen handed him the cake box he had brought all the way, "Here you are."

"Thank you at the same table." Shen Wen lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes fell, and there was a smile in his eyes.

The fingers holding the cake box were cold and white, and while holding the handle loosely, I could still feel a sense of warmth and coolness.

With his hands empty, Zhuang Shen subconsciously wanted to take out the phone in his pocket to check the time, but he found nothing.

Seeing that he didn't follow, Shen Wen tilted his head.

"The phone may have been left in the dessert shop, I'll go back." Zhuang Shen followed the trend and walked back.

Shen Wen took out his mobile phone and dialed the driver's number: "I'll take you off."

When I returned to the dessert shop, there was no one in the shop except for a night shift receptionist at the front desk.

Zhuang Shen knew the people at the front desk, went to the back kitchen and got his mobile phone, found that Zhou Liu was not there, felt a little strange, and asked one more question: "Is the store manager here?"

"Yes," said the front desk, "she's in the warehouse. He Hang just came back and went in to find her."

Zhuang Shen frowned suddenly: "He Hang is also inside?"

"Ah," the front desk was shocked by the sudden coolness emanating from his body, "that's right... just went in."

Zhuang Shen looked coldly and walked quickly towards the warehouse.

If it was just an ordinary male employee who suddenly came back to find Zhou Liu, he wouldn't say much.

The key person is He Hang, who has a precedent for secretly taking pictures.

Zhuang Shen was so upset that he almost felt an indescribable rejection when he heard the name.

Zhuang Shen was just about to unscrew the warehouse door.

Can't be screwed.

The door was locked from the inside.

Zhuang Shen pursed his lips, took two steps back, and then kicked the door hard!

A few feet down, there was a crack on the door, Zhuang Shen knocked open the somewhat old wooden door and looked inside.

He Hang turned around in a panic.

His pupils were slightly locked, and his hands were still tightly grasping Zhou Liu's wrist.

Zhou Liu's eyes were obviously a little red, and except for his messy hair, he was dressed neatly.

It seems that he is not late.

Seeing Zhuang Shen, He Hang suddenly let go of Zhou Liu's hand, and the next moment, he was grabbed by the arm by Zhuang Shen who came in from behind.

Zhuang Shen moved smoothly and threw him to the other side of the warehouse neatly!

On the shelf next to it, a bag of flour was crumbling, and it fell down in an instant, hitting He Hang's face.

He Hang shook the flour vigorously, his face was more or less covered with powder, his eyes narrowed uncomfortably, and he blushed furiously: "How dare you fucking hit me like that?!"

Zhuang Shen barely gave him time to pause, grabbed his collar and fell to the ground hard again.

There was a dull pain in the back of He Hang's head, and he let out a low moan, but he couldn't swear any more words.

Outside the warehouse door, Shen Wen stood leaning against the wall, with a slender figure, looking towards this side quietly.

Zhuang Shen's knuckles are as white as jade, so thin that he can clearly see the blue blood vessels underneath.

But it was such a pair of hands that made the opponent unable to resist.

He Hang drank alcohol today, and his courage was strengthened by alcohol, but when he saw Zhuang Shen, he couldn't help but his pupils trembled.

Zhuang Shen was even more terrifying than when he was caught last time, so scary that it was a bit scary.

"I warned you last time, don't touch her." Zhuang Shen's voice was very soft, with an undisguised ruthlessness in his voice.

He Hang struggled, twitched his hand slightly, and could only utter a weak cry of pain.

Seeing him beating people like that, Zhou Liu came back to his senses, and whispered: "Xiaozhuang...don't beat...don't kill anyone, it's not worth it..."

Zhou Liu grabbed her disheveled hair and tied it up again, her eyes were still a little red, she looked at He Hang and said, "He Hang, although you did this after drinking alcohol today, you are right The influence here is very bad... I will transfer your salary for this month to your card, and you will not come here again in the future."

He Hang's eyes widened, as if he wanted to get up, and muttered: "I like you...why do you treat me like this? I like you..."

Before he could move, Zhuang Shen grabbed his collar and dragged him outside.

He Hang still wanted to struggle, but when he turned around, he saw several tall, muscular men in black T-shirts.

Shen Wen came out of the dessert shop with a lazy voice: "Teach him well."

The muscular man lowered his head: "Yes."

Zhuang Shen threw He Hang on the street outside, and said in a low voice, "Get out, don't let me see you again."

He Hang uttered a cry for help, and the next moment he was carried into an alley by a muscular man like a chicken.

Shen Wen lowered his head, slowly took out a wet tissue paper to Zhuang Shen, didn't ask much, just asked him calmly: "Go back?"

Zhuang Shen lowered his head and hummed.

The driver drove the car over, and when Zhuang Shen got into the car, his brows and eyes were still cold, obviously unhappy.

"I gave the store manager half a month's leave to let her rest well." Sitting next to him, Shen Wen's low magnetic voice seemed to be wrapped in warmth, "You came in time, she didn't suffer any harm."

Zhuang Shen tilted his head and looked out the window, and the restlessness that kept rising in his heart gradually subsided.

He has seen this kind of thing a lot since he was a child.

But every time I still can't control my emotions.

Shen Wen sat up a little and stretched out a hand to him.

Zhuang Shen looked down.

In the palm of the slender knuckles, there was a piece of fruit candy.

"Don't think about it, just eat some candy and have fun." Shen Wen turned his head to look at him with lazy eyes.

Zhuang Shen pursed his lips and took the candy, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

There is a small bulge on the cheek, which is round and small.

The light from far away shone over, casting a layer of light on Zhuang Shen's fair face, and the candy in his mouth was like a small hill.

Zhuang Shentang was halfway through eating when he suddenly realized that the route was wrong, and looked back at him: "Where are we going?"

The car stopped slowly, Shen Wen said casually: "WZQ and several other teams' exhibition matches, including YL, do you want to go and watch together?"

After fighting the duel for so long, Zhuang Shen knows that these two teams are the best in the country, and they are also comparable.

The records of these two teams are good. The number of fans of the WZQ team is much higher than that of YL, and most of it is because of their captain.

Lian Jiayan, this e-sports player with looks comparable to a star.

It is no exaggeration to say that many female players started to get in touch with this game because of him.

Just to get one step closer to the professional player who exists like the hero of this novel.

Zhuang Shen was also idle, he had never watched an e-sports exhibition game, and followed Shen Wen into the infield.

Shen Wen was in the first row with a good view.

Before the game, Lian Jiayan was the one who flickered the most on the big screen. As long as his face flashed on the screen, the girls in the audience would cry.

Only then did Zhuang Shen see what the male god that Hezhi was talking about every day looked like.

Lian Jiayan, who is wearing a team uniform, looks about 20 years old, with calm and gentle eyes.

Just sitting there like this is indeed a captain's demeanor.

"This is the best team in China, WZQ." Shen Wen briefly introduced beside him, "You can take a look."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

What is he looking at?

Shen Wen wouldn't want him to take the path of e-sports now, would he?

The game starts soon.

As Shen Wen said, WZQ is really good. Almost from the beginning of the game, they overwhelm the opponent, and the cooperation between the players is also very tacit.

But when YL played, WZQ's sense of overwhelming advantage was not so strong, and even the opening score of this round was suppressed.

The two teams were evenly matched, and the field became even more heated for a while.

Shen Wen asked in the gap: "Who do you guess will win this game?"

"WZQ." Zhuang Shen replied immediately.

Shen Wen: "Why?"

Zhuang Shen stared at the battle screen, and said in a low voice: "WZQ's No. [-] player can't keep up. It is because YL caught his weakness that he stood at the top of the game at the beginning. YL will continue this strategy afterward. How long does it take for WZQ to develop, and YL won't be able to use No. [-] to pull the score."

After Shen Wen listened, he raised his eyes to look at the screen, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, WZQ turned against the wind, deliberately led out YL with No. [-], and finally rubbed YL on the ground!

The fans who heard Zhuang Shen's words couldn't help but look back at Zhuang Shen, unexpectedly he even guessed YL's follow-up thoughts!

At the end of the game, the host congratulated the WZQ team excitedly. After finishing a speech, the host began to ask questions to the two teams.

When asked about Lian Jiayan, the reporter was in high spirits: "Lian Shen led WZQ to victory almost every time. I don't know what Lian Shen thinks about each victory?"

When Lian Jiayan still looks like a game under the camera, his face is calm and quiet: "I don't win every time."

The host was stunned for a moment, and she quickly came back to her senses: "It means that even God has been defeated? I've always heard that you have a 100% winning rate..."

Lian Jiayan looked at the camera very naturally, without concealing it: "I was defeated by a non-professional player in a pk match once, so I have to work harder."

He said in a very natural and warm voice: "I hope to have the opportunity to play PK with such an opponent."

In the alley outside the dessert shop, He Hang stood up dragging his wounds all over his body.

The night was shrouded, and he could not see a ray of light.

When he was beaten up by the muscular men, he was fully awake.

He lost his reason to stay in the dessert shop and never saw the person he liked again.

All of this is because of Zhuang Shen...

He was struggling to stand up when he saw a hand stretched out in front of him.

He Hang looked up and saw a black-skinned young man with a cut head and a bandage on his head.

He picked up the corner of his mouth and smiled, the smile was not very good-looking: "Want to help?"

After playing pk matches for a period of time, Zhuang Shen entered the top [-] rankings.

The number of his live broadcast room has also risen to more than 60 fans.

He didn't show his face or even his hands during the live broadcast, only a few pictures.

Occasionally, I would say a word or two because I was chatting with the people next to me and saw some game theory problems, but that's all.

Even if someone spends a lot of money to give gifts, they are indifferent!

For example, now, that person named W smashed ten deep water bluestones in the live broadcast room.

[W is the W I know?Spending tens of thousands of dollars every day, isn’t it too embarrassing? 】

[It's him, it's him, the two are game friends]

[The anchor's boyfriend hasn't shown up for a long time, when will he continue to distribute dog food]

[What boyfriend? ? ? 】

Just as Zhuang Shen was about to enter a round, he received a message from his friend W: [Still sleeping? 】

Zhuang Shen looked down at the time and realized that it was eleven o'clock.

Looking back, his roommate didn't know when he would come back, and he had already gone to bed after cleaning up.

Zhuang Shen went back to sleep immediately, turned off the live broadcast room and the game and went to bed.

Every time he starts and ends the broadcast, there is no publicity, and the time of the live broadcast depends entirely on his mood. Occasionally, if he forgets to watch the time, it will take longer.

But his skills are so good that many people watch his games not at a fixed time.

Zhuang Shen had never seen the backstage before, but he took a careful look today.

He froze for a moment when he saw Yi Yi, making sure that his eyes could not be wrong.

In just ten days, he received more than 100 million rewards alone.

The money in this world is more profitable than his original.

Zhuang Shen turned off his phone, and seeing this number, his mood didn't fluctuate much.

For him, money is enough to spend.

After changing to a new Chinese teacher, the enthusiasm of the tenth class to take Chinese classes is unprecedentedly high, and they look forward to every time they take a Chinese class.

Before the morning reading of the Chinese class, Zhuang Shen walked slowly into the excited classroom and found several people around his desk.

I don't know him, he seems to be from another class.

Zhuang Shen sat back in his seat with a blank expression as if he hadn't seen them.

"Zhuang Shen, we belong to the student union, and we want to come over and talk to you about the school celebration." A girl with a student head stood in front of her, tentatively speaking.

Only then did Zhuang Shen take a look at her: "What?"

Student head: "Our school celebration, there will be a stage play, this stage play is held every year, this year we are going to perform Sleeping Beauty..."

She paused for a moment before continuing: "We want to ask you to play Sleeping Beauty."

Zhuang Shen's expressionless face instantly turned cold: "Me? Sleeping Beauty?"

"Ah, yes." The head of the student remained unshakable under his gaze, and he said firmly, "In the past, this show was always performed by the school flower and the school grass. These are the two actors that everyone has always defaulted to..."

Zhuang Shen didn't know what they were thinking, so he maintained his normal tone: "I'm a man."

"We know, you will mind!" The student immediately turned back to him, "We have thought about this matter too, so we discussed this unfair incident and adopted a fairer decision..."

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes.

The student nodded with a smile and said, "This year, we will let boys play all the female roles in it!"

Zhuang Shen: "..."

The people in the student union are really logical geniuses.