It's not my fault to be ugly

Lan Haiyuan clicked in with light hand speed, and immediately right-clicked and saved every photo without looking at it carefully.

After she was done, her face was flushed with excitement, and she felt like she had snatched a super discounted product in a department store.It was only then that she carefully read the post. These photos looked like candid shots, and they should have been taken in the locker room of the swimming pool.

The boy in the room was against the light, his white and smooth skin had the texture of beautiful jade.The figure of a teenager is developing towards the direction of youth. The well-proportioned bones are covered with even and unexaggerated muscles, revealing a healthy beauty full of vitality.

Even Lan Haiyuan, who was originally unwilling, had to admit that Feng Dingkun is really good-looking.

However, the photographer's lens is so wide that it seems to want to lick Feng Dingkun's whole body. Some photos use telephoto. If it weren't for the angle problem, even Feng Dingkun's private parts would have been photographed.

Lan Haiyuan's face turned red.

She swiped the mouse and scrolled down to post, but the following pictures could not be loaded.Refresh it, and sure enough, the post has been deleted.

Fortunately, I have saved the photos.Lan Haiyuan was a little lucky.But compared to Lu Mingran being secretly photographed a year ago, the speed of sex this time is considered slow.Last time, Lu Mingran's photo was deleted as soon as it was revealed.

But considering that Feng Dingkun does not have a support club, it is understandable.

Lu Ming was so angry that he threw the mouse away and asked, "Where's his support club? How could he be secretly photographed?"

"I heard that Feng Dingkun didn't want a support club, so it wasn't established." Qiu Jiayu, the school's student council president, looked at the computer screen. Although he didn't like men, he now understood why Lu Mingran liked Feng Dingkun.

"This idiot. Without a support club, how can he protect himself?" Lu Mingran clicked his tongue and wanted to call Feng Dingkun, but then remembered that the two had broken up, and Feng Dingkun's prior presence had nothing to do with him.

Just then, the phone rang.As soon as Lu Mingran heard the specially set ringtone, he immediately knew who it was, with a slightly smug expression on his face, but he waited for a while before slowly answering the phone: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Me." Feng Dingkun's clear voice came from over there.

"Oh, it's you. I've deleted your number, so I can't hear your voice. I'm sorry." Lu Mingran put on a gesture: "Do you have anything to do?"

"Lu Mingran, are you okay with me?" Feng Dingkun's voice was a little low: "I miss you very much, don't you miss me at all?"

"Oh, so you miss me too." If Lu Mingran had a tail, it would probably be curled up by now.

"It was my fault that day. I was really in a bad mood. I'm sorry, can you forgive me?" Feng Dingkun's voice sounded pitiful.

Hearing that voice, it seemed that even Feng Dingkun's soft expression begging for mercy could be seen, Lu Mingran couldn't help but continued to bully him viciously: "No."

"Then what do you want from me?"

"Student Feng Dingkun, I don't think you understand what I mean, I have no plans to reconcile with you."

There was silence for a long time, Lu Mingran heard a soft sob, and then hung up the phone.

Actually hung up? !

Lu Mingran stared at the phone in his hand.

Well, it seems that I have played it off...

Lu Mingran immediately dialed the phone, but hung up immediately before the connection was made.He was a little annoyed, but he couldn't bear the shame to take the initiative to find Feng Dingkun to make up. After the phone call, it seemed that he had voluntarily surrendered.

"You idiot, how could I be really angry with you!" Lu Mingran thought a little distressed: "If you hit me again, I will forgive you!"

He put down his phone, but there was no call after that.

Feng Dingkun lay on the bed, put his phone aside, and wiped his tears sadly.

It's all my fault, I shouldn't have lost my temper with him that day, now Lu Mingran probably doesn't like me anymore.The more Feng Dingkun thought about it, the more sad he became, and he didn't know anything about what happened on the school forum tonight.

The next morning, he had his favorite math class, and he also listened absent-mindedly, and was looked at by the teacher several times.During the break between classes, he couldn't help taking out his mobile phone, staring intently at Lu Mingran's number, but he didn't have the courage to dial it.

At this time, several girls pushed a boy to his desk. Feng Dingkun raised his head suspiciously, and saw the boy's face flushed with reluctance.

"Student Feng Dingkun, this guy was the one who threw your desk outside last semester!"

Several girls chirped and complained, obviously showing their favor to Feng Dingkun.

"You, you girls are really superficial!" The boy said angrily, "Why are you so obsessed with this guy who shows his butt! Isn't he just better-looking!"

"Show your butt?" Feng Dingkun frowned.

"Student Feng Dingkun, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? That post on the forum last night, don't say you didn't read it!"

"Post?" Feng Dingkun was confused and waved his hands: "Stop arguing, who can tell me what happened?"

Listening to the female voice explaining what happened last night, Feng Dingkun couldn't believe it. It seemed to be back to last year, at Yu Wenning's birthday party, where he was stripped naked and teased by Pei Fei...

Seeing Feng Dingkun's pale face and precarious appearance, the girls felt a little distressed, and comforted him: "Student Feng, don't be sad. We will definitely find that pervert who secretly took pictures of you!"

Feng Dingkun was still shocked. He finished the next class in a trance, and walked to the cafeteria in a trance. He didn't feel when there were people sitting around him.

"Senior Feng Dingkun?!" It wasn't until a loud cry came from his ear that he suddenly came back to his senses, staring at the people next to him with wide eyes in horror.

Now when he looks at everyone, he feels that he has seen his own body, and he always feels that the eyes of others looking at him have some deep meaning.

"Senior Feng, Feng Dingkun..." The man seemed surprised by Feng Dingkun's reaction, blushing and pushed a piece of dessert to Feng Dingkun: "I made this this morning."

"What! So cunning!"

"That's right! It's so shameless to use food to attract Feng Dingkun's attention."

The voices of complaints around him came and went, and the resentful eyes seemed to have substance, which made the junior student even more restless, blushing as if he wanted to take back the dessert.

Feng Dingkun calmed down, forked a piece of madeleine with a fork, put it in his mouth to taste for a while, and nodded: "It's delicious. This junior, what's your name?"

The boy with curly hair and big dark circles under his eyes was shy and happy, and said incoherently, "My name is Class One, Xiang Ying!"

"Xiang Ying?" Feng Dingkun tilted his head and thought for a while, then sighed melancholy.

After eating, Feng Dingkun put away the tableware and left the cafeteria alone.But now he is very eye-catching wherever he goes, so he is not surprised to see Jiang Linfei standing in front of him.

"Jiang Linfei, what's the matter?"

"Oh." Jiang Linfei smiled slyly: "Student Feng's attitude is still so cold. It seems that I have already answered the question I wanted to ask Student Feng."

Feng Dingkun knew his intentions and didn't speak.He wanted to find the perverted sneak photographer by himself, instead of relying on the power of others.

"Well, I'll come back when you need me."

Feng Dingkun sighed, thinking of that perverted candid photographer, he felt depressed.But what made him even more depressed was that when he came to the school from Feng's family, apart from the minimum basic living expenses, his elder brother didn't give him a dime more.

Now it seems that it is clear that solving the problem of survival is more urgent.

Feng Dingkun strolled to the school's bulletin board, where there was a place dedicated to posting information about work-study programs in the school.After the review of the student union, these jobs are relatively reliable.

Feng Dingkun took pictures one by one with his mobile phone, compared his schedule for this semester, and drew a few jobs, among them was the handicraft workshop he and Lu Mingran visited last year.

Feng Dingkun thought about it, first settled the work in the library, and then went to the manual workshop for an interview.

Because Yu Wenning didn't play tricks behind his back, and thanks to his face, the interview went very smoothly.He was told to go to work the next day. When Feng Dingkun left, he was suddenly stopped by a boy in work uniform.When Feng Dingkun saw his curly hair and dark circles under his eyes, he remembered that this was the boy who gave him shell cakes in the restaurant.It seems that he is still a first-year student.

"Senior Feng Dingkun!" The boy looked at him excitedly: "Are you going to work here?"

"Yes."

"Great. Then we will be colleagues from now on!" The boy's face was blushing, and he awkwardly reached out to shake hands with Feng Dingkun.

Feng Dingkun shook his hand, greeted several staff members in the store, and then left to prepare for class in the afternoon.

After class in the afternoon, he went to the library after dinner, changed into work clothes, and pushed the car to his jurisdiction.There are not many people now, and because he is wearing a mask, the chance of being surrounded by people is greatly reduced.

He also worked in the library last semester, so he is familiar with organizing the randomly placed books, and put the books left by the students on the trolley, sorting them out by category.

After finishing these things, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.There are already many people at this time, and the library is almost full.Feng Dingkun wiped the sweat from his brow, turned around and suddenly found a girl standing beside him, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him.

Feng Dingkun was shocked.The girl blushed, looked at him and asked eagerly, "Are you Feng Dingkun's classmate?"

Feng Dingkun quickly waved his hand, unexpectedly, the girl tore off his mask, jumped up excitedly, and shouted: "Student Feng Dingkun! It's really you!"

It was as if a drop of water had fallen into a hot oil pan. Immediately, everyone in the library looked over. Many people took out their mobile phones when they saw Feng Dingkun, making phone calls, and secretly taking pictures.

Feng Dingkun was extremely embarrassed, and quickly said: "Please don't disturb my work."

Some people listened to his words and put down their mobile phones in a polite and quality manner, but there were still thick-skinned people who continued to secretly take pictures and called people to come and watch.

Feng Dingkun glanced at the teacher who was tidying up this floor with him. The latter was already very dissatisfied and obviously felt that he had disrupted the order of the library.

Feng Dingkun wiped the sweat off his face, and hurriedly pushed the car outside.Unexpectedly, at this time, many people heard the news and came, no matter where he went, he was the center of commotion.

He spent the entire evening dodging his fans non-stop.However, he felt that those who harassed and followed him could not be called fans, how could there be such selfish fans.

When the library finally closed, he was also told by the library manager that he could not come in the future.But tonight's salary was paid to him, so that he could have a little comfort when he was depressed.

Feng Dingkun stepped out of the library gate and sighed.Unexpectedly, he was fired on the first day of work. At this time, he really wanted to complain to Lu Mingran, but remembering that the two had broken up, he still put the phone back in his pocket.

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