Excessive exposure

After eating, Shi Annan stayed at Tang's house to do homework with Zhou Bingwen.

Tang Leyou originally wanted to study with them, but Shi Annan refused because he wanted to take a nap in Zhou Bingwen's room and he was not allowed to disturb him.

Tang Leyou asked him to sleep in the guest room, but he was rolled his eyes, and then watched the guy fall on Zhou Bingwen's bed.However, Zhou Bingwen still protected him, saying that he gave the lecture too late last night, and he must have not slept well, so let him sleep there with peace of mind.

Tang Leyou once again felt that he was treated differently. He looked at Zhou Bingwen for a while with an abandoned look, and ran back to his room resolutely when Zhou Bingwen was about to comfort him under his soft heart.

Zhou Bingwen sighed helplessly, not knowing what to do for a while.He and Shi Annan are simply enemies, looking for faults with each other all the time.

But Tang Leyou is his younger brother, and he is so young, Zhou Bingwen is naturally more towards him, so he can't help but say to Shi Annan: "Why do you always bully him, he is so much younger than you, just let him be a little bit less , do you have to be so angry?"

Shi Annan lay on his side on the bed, propped his head on one hand, and said sarcastically, "You know how I treat you. You always look towards him. Why don't you persuade him to be more polite to me?"

Zhou Bingwen blushed when he said that Shi Annan was really kind to him, but he still subconsciously stood by Tang Leyou's side, because he felt that Tang Leyou was weaker when he was younger, and Shi Annan was so powerful, there was no need to compete with children. .

"You are very kind to me, but he didn't provoke you at the beginning, you were the one who troubled him, and you always had the upper hand, so he has nothing to do with you. I always feel..." Zhou Bingwen turned to him more and more. With displeased eyes, he continued: "I always feel that you are deliberately embarrassing him."

After Shi Annan finished speaking, even the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth was restrained. He let go of his elbows, rested his head on the bed, and said without emotion: "It's up to you." Then he turned around Turn your back on him.

Zhou Bingwen felt a little uncomfortable being treated like this.Shi Annan's character is too domineering and domineering, he should do whatever he thinks, rarely listens to other people's opinions, and hates compromise.

Ever since the news of his closeness with Shi Annan spread throughout the grade, the people around him began to please him more or less. Even if they didn't like him, they were polite when talking to him. Inevitably, some people used envious words With a sour tone, he said how lucky he was to be next to the big tree Shi Annan, and then began to tell him about the glorious history of Shi Annan.

Zhou Bingwen never imagined that there were such students in the world, who dared to be so presumptuous and willful in school. He always thought that these exaggerated plots would only happen in novels and TV.

Even though he and Shi Annan have only known each other for a short time and don't know him well enough, but listening to his past rumors, he feels that there is no water at all. He really has that kind of temper, and it is not against him to do that kind of thing. and.

Zhou Bingwen was surprised by his own thoughts.

But Shi Annan who gets along with him is really nice, it's true that he is domineering and coercive, but everything he does is for his sake.When he first came to this city, Zhou Bingwen felt that his bad temper was completely tolerable when he met a friend who cared so considerately for him.

Even over time, no matter what wrong things the other party did, he would subconsciously choose to forgive and forget.

But today, Tang Leyou broke his habit, he no longer stood by Shi Annan's side, he did not obey him as usual.So Shi Annan, who was opposed, became angry and angry with him.

Zhou Bingwen stood by the bed a little helplessly, he could only look at his broad back, dark hair, and slender neck.Zhou Bingwen stood on tiptoe, and could only vaguely see his long eyelashes curled up as he closed his eyes.

The other party made a gesture of refusing to be disturbed.

Zhou Bingwen didn't want to get angry with him, let alone a cold war.Shi Annan is his most cherished friend for so many years. No one has ever left such a deep imprint on his frail youth. Maybe it is just like that sentence. When he was young, he met someone who was too amazing , It was hidden in my heart in an instant, and I will never forget it for a lifetime.

Zhou Bingwen wants to be good friends with such a person forever.

But at this moment, he didn't know what to do to please this friend.

The other party still turned his back to him, and he didn't have any intention of turning around.

Zhou Bingwen slumped his shoulders weakly, and walked slowly back to the table. After sitting down discouraged, he picked up a pen and scribbled on the draft, without any thought of learning.There were still Shi Annan's handwriting on the math problem on the paper. Zhou Bingwen looked at it blankly, and he didn't know how many times he sighed: "His handwriting is so beautiful."

The smooth and graceful lines, the continuous strokes in one go, the horizontal folds, the vertical strokes, and the vertical strokes, look at it, it doesn't look like a simple word, but a moving painting.

Some Chinese characters written by Shi Annan are not the same as the simplified characters he learned. Although the changes have changed a lot, he can still recognize them, such as "Mei", "Yuan", "Ti", "Xi", and "Hai". , written by him has a different charm and beauty. After he asked, he realized that some of these characters are written in cursive script, and some are written in cursive script.

It turned out that Shi Annan had practiced writing brushes since he was a child, and knew how to write various fonts.

He is really good.Zhou Bingwen thought so.

By the way, he can also write English very well. The cursive fonts that are specially used on wrapping paper and magazine covers are a piece of cake for him. He can also write Gothic, round and Italian fonts, What surprised and admired him the most was that he could write a font called Cadels, which is not even an English alphabet, but art!

Zhou Bingwen was thinking about it without borders, and the pen in his hand began to imitate Shi Annan's handwriting unconsciously. Unfortunately, he didn't learn it well, he was awkward, and there was an idiom that was especially suitable for him—— ——Dong Shi imitates the frown.

Zhou Bingwen sighed, people are more angry than people, if only he was half as powerful as Shi Annan.

"Huh? Why are you sighing?"

Zhou Bingwen was so startled that his heart was about to jump out. He turned his head and saw that Shi Annan was standing behind him.Zhou Bingwen's mind froze, he quickly covered the manuscript paper with both hands, and stammered, "You, you...how did you get up?"

"I can't get up?" Shi Annan gave him a cold look, and grabbed his wrist pressed against the manuscript paper: "What are you covering?"

"Uh...no, it's nothing..." The more he talked, the more embarrassing he became, and the voice became softer.Zhou Bingwen's ears were red, and he felt ashamed. He didn't seize the time to review it. Instead, he imitated Shi Annan's handwriting.

However, Zhou Bingwen's strength is not as strong as that of Shi Annan who has been training for a long time. His hands were pulled away in twos and twos, and the crooked handwriting on the manuscript paper was printed in his eyes at once.

Zhou Bingwen hit his forehead directly on the table in embarrassment.

Shi Annan chuckled, sat down behind him, and said, "If you want to learn, I'll just teach you."

"No...no need." What kind of calligraphy does he have to practice at this age, the most important thing is to hurry up and learn.

"Then what did you secretly write in my handwriting?"

Zhou Bingwen faltered for a long time before saying: "I think it looks good... well, I'll just write and play..."

"You haven't practiced since you were a child. You can't write as well as me. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Shi Annan turned over a page of the straw paper, and it was completely blank.

Zhou Bingwen smiled embarrassedly: "But many people in our class have never practiced, and their handwriting is better than mine."

"They say they have never practiced, which means that they have never practiced writing brushes. It does not mean that they have not been asked to practice calligraphy by parents and teachers." Shi Annan picked up the pen and wrote the basic strokes on the straw paper: "You have to start with the strokes first. like this."

Zhou Bingwen quickly said: "Forget it, I don't have that talent, and I'm very nervous about studying now, let's talk about it after practicing calligraphy."

Shi Annan glanced at him disapprovingly, and said, "Whether the handwriting is good or not will affect the grades, don't you know?"

"Eh..." During the senior high school entrance examination, Zhou Bingwen's teachers also said that beautiful handwriting and clean and tidy papers are a plus, especially in English and Chinese compositions. Give some points, but they don't pay much attention to those in that place, the senior high school entrance examination questions are only reviewed locally, and the teacher doesn't care about these small details deliberately.

"The old teacher said...but..."

Shi Annan interrupted him unceremoniously: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. The requirements here are totally different from yours."

Zhou Bingwen is silent, indeed as he said, the school here has too high requirements for students, and he is always refreshing his cognition: "Actually... English teacher Mr. Xu also said that my handwriting is not very good-looking, but I don't Time to practice, and I don’t know how to practice.”

Shi Annan handed him the pen in his hand: "Take it."

Zhou Bingwen hesitated for a while before taking it in his hand.

Shi Annan stood up behind him, leaned over to press on his back, put his left hand on the table, held his writing hand with his right, and whispered in his ear, "I'll teach you by hand, first find out how you feel."

The warm breath sprinkled on his cochlea, and he leaned unnaturally, and was immediately pressed down by Shi Annan's left elbow.

"Study hard, don't move around."

Zhou Bingwen lowered his eyes and looked at the slender and powerful hand covering his own, so intimate, without a single gap, it fit surprisingly well.