After transmigrating into Shamat's male supporting role

The author has something to say: The ending of the last chapter was revised a little in the early hours of the morning. If you haven’t read it and can’t follow the plot of this chapter, please go back and read it.

In addition to the troubles caused by fans, there are countless temptations in Chu Xingci's private messages on Weibo.

There are merchants who offer unbelievable prices and want to ask him to help advertise, there are Internet celebrity incubation companies who want to sign with him and promise to make him more popular, and there are even agents in the entertainment industry, etc. I want to invite him into the filming circle.

Enviable opportunities, countless temptations of fame, fortune and money.

Chu Xingci only felt that he was a piece of fat, and those who rushed over sniffing the smell all stared at him, wanting to take a bite out of this piece of fat like crazy.

Terrible scene.

Chu Xing resigned from those private messages and completely quit Weibo.

No matter how determined a person is, it is difficult to control himself in such a huge temptation.

Chu Xingci pushed away these temptations for the time being, and took some time to think clearly about what he should do.

For the rest of the time, he didn't go on Weibo, watch station b, or broadcast live, but just enjoyed his campus life with peace of mind.

After class, eat and drink, and play around with questions.

Don't be too comfortable.

In the afternoon, in the last class, under the sound of the political teacher's lecture, most of the classroom was drowsy.

Chu Xingci yawned while brushing the questions, while Shen Lang at the front desk was sleeping soundly on the table.

Suddenly, Shen Lang didn't know what he dreamed about, and suddenly woke up. After wiping the corners of his mouth, he took a peek at the teacher's direction, and then quickly poked Chu Xingci's desk, and said in a low voice, "Look at the phone~"

Chu Xingci took out his mobile phone, and Shen Lang posted in the small group of four: I want to eat duck neck.

It's the stars: duck rack, edamame, hot and sour chicken feet, order now, and they will be delivered just after school.

Lang Lige Lang: Alright.

It's Xing Xing: Order another non-spicy one, Brother Heng doesn't like spicy food.

I heard that your first kiss is gone: Langlang, brother is a vegetarian, let me have lotus root slices.

Lang Lige Lang: Cheng Jianing, you changed my nickname to Lao Tzu! ! ! ! !

After the political class, everyone after school immediately had fun, and Shen Lang answered the call for takeaway, and he couldn't wait to run outside the school.

Chu Xingci went with him, and when he passed by the school's courier point, he went in to pick up the courier.

Shen Lang looked at the big box that Chu Xingci brought out from the delivery point, and was stunned: "It's such a big box, what did you buy?"

"The trial stationery sent by the patron's father."

After thinking for so long, he has already figured it out.

His original intention was to be a learning live broadcast, and it would be best to make money and be self-reliant.

Live learning at station b, making money and brushing questions, how good is it?

Such a life is beautiful and needs no more.

What's more, his current millions of fans are obtained by accidental shortcuts, and it is not certain whether he can maintain it. If he is greedy and wants more, he may end up with nothing in the end.

So he only intends to continue to do his own learning live broadcast. As for signing a company to do marketing, entering the entertainment industry, etc., he is not interested.

After deciding to continue the live broadcast, Chu Xingci logged on to his own account on station b. From countless cooperation requests, he carefully

Carefully selected one ready to cooperate.

He took a fancy to a Japanese brand merchant specializing in stationery.

The stationery of this company has always been the coexistence of quality and appearance, and it is a big manufacturer, willing to spend money, and the promotion price given is very considerable.

After Chu Xingci communicated with the other party, the manufacturer immediately sent his product over, and said that regardless of whether the cooperation was successful or not, the product would be regarded as a gift for Chu Xingci.

Knowing that Chu Xingci was still in high school, and the manufacturer was rich and powerful, the number of products delivered by express delivery increased several times, and Chu Xingci was specially given to his classmates for trial use.

The two of them gathered in the dormitory, one with the courier and the other with the takeaway.

There is a pile of marinated duck products on the table, the spicy and rich taste hits the face, making people salivate non-stop.

Chu Xingci took a duck rack and opened the courier while chewing on it.

Most of the boxes are stationery, various styles of pens, notebooks, notebooks, book covers, all kinds of exquisite gadgets, dazzling styles.

There are the classic models of the brand before, and there are also the latest models that need to be advertised by Chu Xingci.

Five sets of the latest stationery were given, including two sets of stationery. The other party carefully printed the star pattern on him, which should be specially prepared for him.

Chu Xingci tried out all the latest stationery carefully.

Facts have proved that online praise for the coexistence of the brand's appearance and quality is not a result of marketing.

He has been using them for a few days. These stationery are of good quality, comfortable to use, and good looking, making them pleasing to the eye.

After the trial, Chu Xingci finalized the cooperation with the other party.

For the remaining large box of stationery, Chu Xingci kept the ones he liked to use, and then took all the rest to the classroom and distributed them to the students in the class.

Although class f are all scumbags and don't attend lectures every day, this doesn't affect their love for high-value stationery.

The batch of stationery brought by Chu Xingci immediately became a hot commodity.

When a group of people gathered around to grab stationery, Chu Xingci pulled a chair and sat down next to Gu Heng, and directly put a set of stationery that he picked out on Gu Heng's desk.

"Brother Heng, this set is specially reserved for you."

This set of stationery was the only one, a special edition with stars printed on it, one set of Chu Xingci was kept for my own use, and the other set was given to Gu Heng.

Seeing the chubby five-pointed star printed on the pen and notebook, Gu Heng's brows and eyes curled up.

Shen Lang stared at Gu Heng's set of stationery, "Wow, why are there no stars on mine? I want stars too."

"The last one." Chu Xingci was ruthless, "And, do you want me to remind you that you haven't handed in your homework for half a month, and you asked for stationery to keep the baby? You are the second child."

Bro.

Shen Lang refused to accept it, and said angrily, "Gu Heng is too old..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Heng tilted his head and glanced at him, the word "one" that Shen Lang had in his mouth instantly became erratic and silent.

But he was still aggrieved, with his mouth curled up, his brows drooping and his eyes drooping, crying: "Sure enough, I am no longer your favorite little baby. You don't love me anymore."

The way he pretended to cry and miserably was too fake and exaggerated. Seeing him like this, Chu Xingci was so happy that he almost squeezed into Gu Heng's arms.

Shen Lang pretended to be working hard, turned his gaze, and saw that Chu Xingci looked like

It was leaning against Gu Heng's arms, and Gu Heng's arm was resting on the back of Chu Xingci's chair, as if he was holding Chu Xingci from behind.

The actions of the two were so intimate, Shen Lang couldn't pretend anymore.

He was too sour, there was no place for him between these two after all.

Shen Lang, who was sour into lemon essence, hugged the stationery he got, turned his head and left.

Chu Xingci asked, "Why are you going?"

Shen Lang motioned Chu Xingci to look at the stationery in his arms, and then said sourly, "There is no place for me here. I will take the remaining belongings to find Cheng Jianing."

"Are you going to send stationery to Cheng Jianing?" Chu Xingci was shocked. Did Shen Lang take the wrong medicine today?

It turns out that he thought too much.

Shen Lang stared and said strangely: "Of course not, I want to show off in front of him."

The latest model of Japanese brand stationery is not yet on the market, and you can’t buy it anywhere. Are you envious?

If he can't show off in front of Gu Heng, he can't show off in front of Cheng Jianing?

The second-hand Shen Lang walked away with the stationery in his arms.

After walking out of the classroom door, he leaned half his body in again: "Xing Ci, the high school belle is looking for you."

Chu Xingci thought for a while before realizing that the big school flower was referring to Liang Qingyi.

He got up and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as the front foot went out, the boys in the classroom on the back foot began to wink.

"Damn, isn't this luck too good?"

"I saw Brother Chu's Weibo, oh my god, the comment section is full of little girls, each with a husband, it's crazy. If I have half of his ability to attract peach blossoms, I won't have to worry about girlfriends long ago."

"I heard that the school girl has a good impression of our Brother Chu. It's only been a while since she came to her door. I don't know if it will work."

These voices spread to the last row, and Gu Heng stopped holding the pen.

The mood instantly became irritable.

Not long after Song Ziqi was dealt with, Liang Qingyi came again. The key is that Liang Qingyi is not the only one now.

The one million people on Weibo are worse than Liang Qingyi, who are full of brothers, husbands and sons, and each rainbow fart is better than the other.

He checked Chu Xingci's Weibo once, but he never clicked on it again.

Gu Heng put down his pen and opened it.

After class, the cp group was chatting intensely.

"I read the manga drawn by the great master again, and for the [-]th time, I felt that the stars are really compatible, they are a match made in heaven."

"I wish they were a couple in real life."

"Why don't we go for assists? I'm usually in the same school, so I'm afraid I won't have the chance to assist?"

"Hey, hey, what are you thinking? It's okay to use CP, but don't become a real person. The relationship between the two of you is pure and innocent, just good buddies."

"And I heard that the school beauty is chasing Chu Xingci recently."

"I also can't imagine Gu Heng really falling in love. A person like him is too cold to fall in love."

"In reality, it is absolutely impossible for the two of you to be together. Your ideas of assists are completely harassing the Lord, stop them."

"By the way, why is Zai Zai looking for a partner? Zai Zai is everyone's Zai Zai, the Zai Zai of all of us, and I don't allow him to fall in love."

"Mom fans agree, Zai Zai is still young, you can't talk about it.

In love, he is the good son of all of us. "

Gu Heng looked at the group, feeling even worse.

Even in the CP group, there are criminals who have started to dismantle CP.

It seemed that all of a sudden, everyone wanted to compete with him for Chu Xingci.

Gu Heng's face turned cold.

Looking down and seeing the pen specially given to him by Chu Xingci on the table, Gu Heng took it apart, touched the little star on the pen, opened the sketchbook and started the daily routine of food production.

In one class time, the new food was hot out of the oven.

Gu Heng posted the picture to the group, and the girls waiting for the update immediately erupted.

The first picture is in the car, the q version of Gu Heng is driving, and the q version of Xingci is sitting in the co-pilot, holding a pile of mango chips with milk tea in his short hands, his cheeks are bulging, and his face is still stained with potatoes Scumbags, extremely happy.

This painting is exquisite and thoughtful, with many details. Both of them are exactly the same cute. The girls in the group tasted it for a long time before opening the next picture.

The painting style of the second picture, um, is much rougher.

A group of stickmen were chasing after the rear of the car to eat the exhaust, their faces were blackened, but they still couldn't catch up, it was really miserable.

"...I feel as if I have been internalized."

"Be confident and remove the appearance."

"Master: Cub is yours? Heh, you guys are thinking about farting."

"I can't even eat farts, I can only smell the car exhaust."

"I fucking want to cry."

These outlaws who tried to usurp the throne in the group were solved.

But Gu Heng's mood is still not much better.

When the class bell rang, Chu Xingci came in from the door, and he didn't know what he said to the girl outside.

Teacher Liu followed closely behind, and one of them came in and threw a form, asking them to fill in various information by themselves.

When they were students, there were always countless forms for them to fill out, and every time they filled in, they were filled with names, ages, and birth dates that were not much different.

There was chaos in the classroom, and the students ran all over the classroom when they found the opportunity.

"There are several suites in my house, which one should I fill in as my home address?"

"My mother was divorced. Where are our fathers? How do I fill in the father's information?"

Chu Xingci asked others how to fill out the form, and then sat down directly next to Gu Heng, and the two crowded together on the same table to fill out.

"What did that woman tell you to do just now?" Gu Heng asked casually.

"Add me, saying that you want to communicate and learn."

Chu Xingci immersed himself in filling out the form, and as he wrote, he turned his gaze, and suddenly touched the tip of Gu Heng's pen with the tip of his pen on purpose.

Two identical pens collided.

Each pen in that set has a different color and different details, and both of them just happened to choose the exact same white.

This is tacit understanding.

Chu Xingci retracted his pen and was about to continue filling in when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the date of birth column on Gu Heng's form.

It read September [-]th brightly on it.

"Your birthday in September?" Chu Xingci seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, "My birthday is in June, and you are younger than me, so do you have to call me brother?"

Chu Xingci shook his form, pointed to June [-] on it, and showed it to Gu Heng.

"Three months, a whole three months, do you have to call

Brother? "

His mouth is so poor, but Chu Xingci didn't expect Gu Heng to be able to call it.

But unexpectedly, the next second, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Brother."

It's not brother Chu, not brother, but a brother who is acting like a baby.

At that moment, Chu Xingci felt numb all over his body as if he had been electrocuted.

fuck.

He looked at Gu Heng in disbelief.

Gu Heng looked at him with serious eyes, and said again: "Brother."

The second time I heard it, it was still that strange feeling that made him restless.

Chu Xingci moved uncomfortably.

Gu Heng's eyes fell on the tips of his ears that had turned red at some point, he smiled, and his voice softened and drew out: "Brother? Brother? Brother."

Fuck! ! !

Chu Xingci stood up abruptly as if he couldn't bear it, he forgot to take his watch, turned around and was about to leave.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble." Gu Heng held him back, with a smile in his voice.

Chu Xingci took several deep breaths before suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, and then sat back.

Now he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Gu Heng would say a few more words.

He couldn't bear it.

Chu Xingci was as quiet as a chicken and started to fill out the form, when Gu Heng suddenly came over.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose.

Chu Xingci was about to get up immediately, but a hand so strong that he couldn't shake it pressed on his shoulder.

Another fatal "Brother" sounded close to his ears, almost screaming out his soul, and his whole body trembled.

"Brother, I'm your brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have owed you." Chu Xingci was completely discouraged.

Gu Heng leaned on his shoulder, and said softly: "Brother, you have already communicated and studied with others, why don't you also help me make up lessons."

"Okay, make up." Chu Xingci hurriedly agreed.

Only then did Gu Heng let go of his hand.

After being free, Chu Xingci regained his normal thinking ability, wondering: "Do you really want to make up lessons?"

"Yeah." Gu Heng had a serious face, as for what was going on in his heart, other people would never be able to see it.

Only then did Chu Xingci become happy after realizing it.

Make up lessons, this is a sign of progress.

Sure enough, under his influence, Gu Heng has somewhat changed.

Without hesitation, he said, "Okay, make up lessons is fine, but I have conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Your score is [-] this time, and you are one year younger. The next exam is the midterm exam. I will teach you for a month. Your test score must be doubled and you will get to [-]."

"Also, the second request..." Chu Xingci paused before saying, "You, you are not allowed to fall in love until the college entrance examination is over."

Gu Heng agreed to the first request without any pressure, but the second...

He looked at Chu Xingci suspiciously, wondering if he had guessed something, but looking at his pure and almost stupid appearance in terms of feelings, how could he see other people's thoughts?

Seeing that he would not agree, Chu Xingci was afraid that he would think too much, so he hastily added: "Love will affect your studies, so it is absolutely forbidden to talk about it. If you agree to these two requests, I will make up lessons for you."

Gu Heng lowered his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I promise you, before the college entrance examination is over, I will never fall in love with any girl."

Don't fall in love, don't fall in love with girls?

Not bad either.

Chu Xingci was relieved, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you have to listen to me from now on, and study hard."

Seeing him not suspicious at all, Gu Heng was still happy, looking silly and fufu, a rare sense of guilt arose in his heart.