I don't fall in love [System]

Song Wei's house is an old-fashioned residential building, with poor ventilation and lighting. In order to improve the shooting effect, he deliberately bought a large-wattage daylight bulb on the way back, and replaced the small dim light bulb in the room. Go and move the full-length mirror in the living room into the room.

After working for a while, sweating all over his body, Song Wei took the time to wash himself in vain, walked to the mirror with a towel around him, and began to pose according to the "basic male model pose" published by Baidu. Soon, half an hour passed, 21 He has referred to this basic pose over and over again, and no matter how he shoots, he feels like a mentally retarded person.

Song Wei roared dejectedly: "Ahhhhhhh I feel like an idiot."

System: "Just get used to [smile.jpg]."

Song Wei: "..."

Song Wei couldn't laugh and just wanted to hit someone.

Seeing that he was so entangled, the system suggested, "Just show yourself, you don't need to be burdened by an idol."

In fact, this is not a problem of idol burden, mainly because the selfie looks too pretentious, but Song Wei thinks about the system, and thinks the meaning is similar. He has divided Gu Shifeng into a separate group, and no one else can see it. They are all for Gu Shifeng to see alone.

And according to the character of taking care of Shifeng, he wouldn't bring it up and say it.

Just as he was about to retake the shot, there was a knock on the door in the living room, accompanied by Lu Fangyuan's voice, "Only I will bring you some apples."

Song Wei had an idea, isn't there a ready-made photographer here!

He tightened the towel tightly, opened the door handle and pulled it in, and stuffed his mobile phone in there, "It's just right, take a picture for me."

Lu Fang was dazed and confused, "What are you doing?"

Song Wei didn't know how to explain it, so he said vaguely, "Whatever, just help me take pictures."

Lu Fangyuan has always liked photography, but suffered from lack of money to buy a camera, so he can only take pictures with his mobile phone every day. Although he is an amateur, the composition is still good.

He took Song Wei's mobile phone, and after "clicking" a dozen times, Song Wei looked at the photo. Although it was not up to the professional level, the light perception and angle were well captured.

Looking at himself in the photo, Song Wei was very satisfied, and was looking down at the photo, when Lu Fangyuan suddenly asked, "Are you in a relationship, send it to your girlfriend?"

He was shirtless again, and he was posing again. He was so flirtatious, either for his girlfriend or his future girlfriend.Lu Fangyuan was very sure, staring at Song Wei teasingly.

Song Wei was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone.

He clutched the old mobile phone that was already covered in bruises, and firmly denied, "Absolutely not, how is it possible."

How can passive love be considered love? Absolutely not.

Lu Fangyuan saw that he couldn't find any more gossip, so he left resentfully. Song Wei slumped on the sofa, picked out 4 more satisfactory ones and sent them to Moments.

In order to prove that he is not a pure coquettish bag in the photos, he also added a text: the first day of abdominal muscle training.

At this moment, Gu Shifeng had just taken a shower, and was lying on the bed chatting on WeChat with his mother who was on a business trip. As soon as he exited, he saw a new notification in Moments.

These few photos of Song Wei can be said to be of a very high standard.

Either his delicate chin is slightly raised, or he is staring out of the window sideways, or he is looking at the camera with a bright face. His eyes are moist and slightly blurred, his black and soft hair is messy but still full of vigor, and the water drops flow down The boy's slender neck crossed his collarbone, rolled over his white chest and lower abdomen, and hid himself in the towel...

Gu Shifeng squinted his eyes, and brushed his fingertips across the bright eyes of the young man.

Song Wei is not the best-looking person he has ever seen, but he is definitely the one who can seduce people with his eyes the most.The black and white eyes are clear and bright. When he smiles, he seems to be full of starlight, and when he is angry, he seems to hide a ball of sparks.

Gu Shifeng's eyes dimmed, and the boy's name lingered between his lips and teeth.

These two words burned in his blood, he seemed to think of the white ankles of the young man, the bright eyes when he smiled, and even the way he was angrily drawing boundaries with him this afternoon, it made his blood boil... the dark eyes The mist was thick, as if ink had been splashed on it, hiding his deepest desire and possession.

……

On the other side, the system suddenly went crazy.

System: "Shy answer shy answer shy answer..."

Song Wei: "Have you got a virus?"

System: "After Gu Shifeng saw your photos, he became hard and then soft again."

Song Wei: "..."

Rather than knowing why Gu Shifeng is hard and then soft, Song Wei wants to know another thing at this time, "So what is the current progress bar?"

System report: "Love value: 0.015%."

Song Wei: "I'm fucking exhausted for three tasks, that's all it takes???"

System: "If there is a negative distance communication, maybe the progress bar will be full."

Song Wei: "..."

I'm afraid it's not easy to handle. Let's not talk about when Gu Shifeng will accept him. Just thinking about the size, Song Wei is extremely repelled. He resisted the complicated mood, said good night to the system, and went to sleep.

Gu Shifeng didn't come to school the next day, and Song Wei spent almost the whole morning biting his pen in a daze, which made the teacher frequently unhappy, thinking that he was a little proud because of his good grades.Afterwards, he reacted to Wang Weiwei.

Wang Weiwei was very relieved about Song Wei, and felt that those teachers were fussing. After all, students are not robots. There will always be times when they are tired, and it is impossible to concentrate 24 hours a day, but they still called Song Wei to the office to ask. Next.

Song Wei listened honestly, being well-behaved and sensible throughout the whole process, and finally couldn't help it, and asked, "Mr. Wang, do you know why Gu Shifeng didn't come?"

Wang Weiwei didn't know either, "I don't know the details, it was his mother who called to ask for leave, saying that there was something to do."

Song Wei said "Oh", feeling a little bit lost in his heart, more anxious, if it wasn't for luck that he didn't come to the mission today, he would probably be the only person in the world who blew himself up on the spot.

This will definitely shock the Chinese and foreign scientific and biological circles.

Song Wei stayed up until school was over with anxiety, but instead of waiting for Gu Shifeng, Zhou Yang waited for him.

Because of the fight yesterday, Zhou Yang was co-educated by Wang Weiwei and his homeroom teacher, and he was beaten up again when he got home. He was forced to make a [-]-word review overnight. I lost all my face.

Gu Shifeng couldn't move, but he wasn't afraid of that little bitch, no, he came to class to block people as soon as school was over.

Song Wei was lowering his head to pack his books when he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of medicine.

He wrinkled his nose, and when he turned his head, he saw a colorful face covered with potions.

Without further ado, Zhou Yang grabbed Song Wei by the collar and dragged him up, "You called the teacher yesterday?"

Song Weiwei shook his head innocently, "No."

Zhou Yang was about to say that he was sophistry, when Song Wei suddenly pinched his wrist, the slender fingers didn't know where the strength came from, a dull pain spread from the wrist bone, and Zhou Yang gasped in pain.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't move, "You, you fucking let go!"

Song Wei smiled and said, "Don't let go."

Not only did Zhou Yang not heave a sigh of relief because of this smile, but a kind of fear arose in his heart. The person in front of him seemed to be possessed by a ghost, and there was a ruthless vigor from his aura to his bones.

Song Wei pushed the person onto the chair and sat down, with one leg resting on the desk, looking down at Zhou Yang and asking, "Who are the videos and photos?"

Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, how could he forget about this!

He raised his chin confidently, "We copied a lot of photos and videos, and posted them directly on the Internet this afternoon. How about it, are you scared?"

Song Wei squinted his eyes, and punched down that face with his fist.

A week ago, the original owner was beaten by a group of boys in the toilet. No matter how much he begged and cried, they refused to give up. Those vulgar abuse and raindrops of fists tore his last dignity.Not only that, but the group of people also stripped him naked, threw him into the toilet and locked him up for a whole day.

When Lu Fangyuan found him, he went crazy with anger, but no matter how much he asked, the original owner just refused to say a word.He was afraid, afraid of more terrible reprisals.

The next day, Zhou Yang found the original owner and said that they had taken videos and photos, and they wanted to publish these things so that everyone could clearly see his ugly appearance.

From that day on, the original owner lived in the torment of fear every day.He has never harmed anyone, and has been studying diligently and living hard, hoping to be admitted to the university of his dreams, and to lead Lu Fangyuan and his grandmother to live a better life.

But fate always set up checkpoints for him again and again, driving him to a dead end.

Because of the fusion of memory, Song Wei felt the pain and resentment of the original owner before his death, so he hated the talent in front of him even more.

Song Wei punched so hard that Zhou Yang's nose bleeds. Before he could cry out in pain, he saw Song Wei raised his fist again.

Zhou Yang wailed repeatedly, "Stop beating, stop beating! I say! We don't have a copy, it's all at Chen Luxi's place! He was the one who asked us to trouble you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took another punch.

Song Wei: "He told you to eat shit, will you go?"

Zhou Yang shook his head hastily, "If you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat, I will only eat if Brother Song asks me to eat."

Backbone counts as fart, whoever has a hard fist is the big brother.

Song Wei rolled his eyes, found the mobile phone from Zhou Yang, and put it in front of him, "Let Chen Luxi take his things and go to the Crown Bar at eight o'clock tonight."

Zhou Yang was terrified of being beaten, so he sent a WeChat message to Chen Luxi with shaking hands, saying that he would find an Internet cafe to post the video on the school net.Chen Luxi didn't catch him yesterday, he lost face, and immediately replied after receiving the news: "Okay, let's see if I don't teach him a lesson!"

Song Wei didn't let go until he saw the reply, and kicked Zhou Yang's ass, "I know your route home, if you dare to report the news, I'll kill you."

Zhou Yang's face was so hurt that he didn't even dare to call out, he hurriedly said, "Brother Song, don't worry, my mouth is tight, I'll get out first if it's okay."

As soon as he turned around, he saw someone standing at the door. Zhou Yang was so frightened that his legs gave way and he almost knelt down. He opened his mouth and was about to call for someone, when he saw Gu Shifeng walking past him and walking in front of Song Wei.

Gu Shifeng is taller. Looking from the side, his eyelids are lowered, his thin lips are first pursed, and then gently opened. He is talking softly, looking very gentle.

Zhou Yang was stunned, what's going on with Gu Baba?

...Curved, bent?

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