It's not my fault to be ugly

Pei Fei looked at Feng Dingkun who was alone downstairs in the library. He didn't look back until Feng Dingkun turned away and disappeared.

He sighed, staring at the photography magazine in front of him, but his mind was not sure where to go.The students studying in the surrounding area had almost left, so he packed up his things and went back to the dormitory.

His dormitory was fully decorated before moving in. The original standard and simple decoration was replaced by the current American industrial style with a distinctive style.The whole room is dominated by blue and gray tones, the ceiling on the roof is not sealed, black pipelines are coming out, the windows have also been modified, and a wall has been removed to maximize the lighting.

However, in this room with a distinctive style, the most inescapable thing is the photo wall behind the sofa.

The photos are all black and white, decorated on the blue-gray wall, with a cold tone.All the photos show the same person, that person is either laughing or annoyed, not looking at the camera, obviously being secretly photographed.

Pei Fei threw her schoolbag into the sofa, and took the camera into the darkroom converted from a storage room.It took him an hour to develop all the photos he took today, but he was not very satisfied.

He walked to the corner of the darkroom, where there were two eight-inch color photos. In the photos, a group of people surrounded two people. One was standing and fully clothed. oil paint.

The one who stood was Pei Fei, and the one who fell was Feng Dingkun.

Pei Fei looked at Feng Dingkun in the photo.Although his appearance is funny and embarrassing, the white body covered with oil paint seems to be a bow full of tension, bending out an elegant and sexy arc, and even the camera shot of it seems to be licking on that body, revealing The meaning of □□.

Pei Fei frowned in annoyance, looking at the mistakes she had made with a feeling of atonement.But that young and beautiful body was like a forbidden fruit, pulling his thoughts out of the quagmire of regret and ascending to the heaven of smoke.

A blush appeared on Pei Fei's face, his Adam's apple rolled, and he closed his eyes restrainedly. At this time, the phone rang from the dark room, and he went out and answered the phone: "Hello?...Have you heard it yet? He where are you now?"

What was said there, Pei Fei frowned: "You said he is working in Feng's now?"

As if hearing some exaggerated joke, Pei Fei chuckled: "But he hasn't even graduated from high school, so is he really capable of serving the Feng family?"

Pei Fei's fingers were caressing the photos on the wall unconsciously. When he heard the words over there, he blinked his eyes: "Okay, I see, the money will be called to you. Brother Zhao, please help me check Now, what is the relationship between him and Feng Dingqian, the head of the Feng family."

Pei Fei put the phone away, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the photos on the wall and thought about something.

At 08:30 the next morning, Pei Fei finished her breakfast and drove away from school instead of going to class.The traffic jam on the road was severe, and it was already 10:30 when we arrived at Feng's office building.He parked the car, walked into the building, and said to the warmly smiling front desk on the first floor, "Hello, I'm here to find Mr. Ling Yuxin."

"Do you have an appointment with Assistant Ling?"

"You tell him that Pei Fei is here."

The front desk took a look at Pei Fei, as if he was not sure which kind of fairy this young master Huahua was, he hesitated to pick up the phone and dialed Ling Yuxin's special line.

After a while, she put down the phone and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, Assistant Ling will be here soon."

"Assistant? Whose assistant is he?"

"Of course our boss' assistant."

Pei Fei was speechless, wondering what Feng Dingqian's intention was for arranging a student who had not yet graduated from high school to be his assistant.He sat down on the sofa, picked up the magazines on the newspaper rack and flipped through them.On the cover of the financial magazine is a handsome young man with fair skin and black hair and eyes, giving him a classical and ascetic taste.

"It doesn't look like his younger brother." Pei Fei thought to himself, Feng Dingkun's beauty is not so subtle, it is a more direct and shocking beauty.

"Brother Pei Fei!"

Pei Fei raised his head, but he didn't see Ling Yuxin for a while, he actually grew a lot taller, and a lot of soft and immature lines faded from his face, and he began to look like a young man.

During the winter vacation, he met Ling Yuxin a few times, but he never thought that he would work in Feng's. The well-fitting suit on his body was custom-made in the handmade suit shop that was only open to some customers at Xi'er Road Crossing. Pei Fei blinked, but she couldn't find Ling Yuxin's appearance on campus.

I didn't expect him to change so much, and these are all under the shelter of the person who guides him, Feng Dingqian.

Pei Fei was really a little confused.

He originally thought that Feng Dingqian and Ling Yuxin were in a short-lived lover relationship.But first looking at Ling Yuxin's appearance, I knew that Feng Dingqian must have spent a lot of time instructing and teaching him, and that was definitely not the effort and energy that a short-term lover can give.Shouldn't this kind of hard work and energy be put on your younger brother?

"Brother Pei Fei, why are you here?" Ling Yuxin even had a proper smile on his face.

"I have something to ask you, are you free?" Although Pei Fei's tone was inquiring, she stood up unquestionably, put the magazine in her hand back on the shelf, and was about to go out.

"Go upstairs." Ling Yuxin invited.

Pei Fei was a little surprised. When playing with Ling Yuxin before, he was the one who made the decisions. Ling Yuxin seldom made a clear statement, let alone take the lead when the two of them were alone.

He felt that Ling Yuxin's attitude had undergone a subtle change.Maybe he already guessed his purpose.

The two went upstairs and entered Ling Yuxin's office.The assistant left after serving the coffee, and closed the door considerately.

Ling Yuxin sat casually, took a sip of coffee, he had no intention of speaking, obviously waiting for Pei Fei to speak first.

"I have something to ask you, and you should have guessed it."

Ling Yuxin raised his head, smiled, and put down his coffee cup: "Brother Pei Fei, it's better to make it clear."

"I asked you before. At that time, I often dialed the dormitory line to chat with another boy. Is that boy you?"

"It's me, I've already answered you before." Ling Yuxin's attitude was calm and flawless.

"I knew you lived with Feng Dingkun at the time, but I didn't think about that person for him." Pei Fei stood up and looked at Ling Yuxin expressionlessly with lowered eyes: "If you say it's you, then prove it." It's all right."

Ling Yuxin stood up, and the smile on his face disappeared: "How do you want me to prove it?"

Pei Fei suddenly reached out and pressed Ling Yuxin's shoulder.Ling Yuxin turned to avoid it, but Pei Fei grabbed his arm and fell over his shoulder on the sofa.

Ling Yuxin stared at the stars, and only heard Pei Fei above his head say: "If you are that boy, why can't you even avoid the moves you taught me?"

Hearing his firm tone, Ling Yuxin smiled, and lay on the sofa looking at Pei Fei's face: "Brother Pei Fei, I lied to you for your own good. You hurt Feng Dingkun like that, and knowing that he is the one you want Those who look for it will only suffer.”

"I will hurt him, isn't it all because of you?!" Pei Fei let out an angry growl, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be trying his best not to do anything.

He took a breath and walked out.Behind him, Ling Yuxin laughed out loud.

Feng Dingkun straightened his waist and thumped his back.Although it was the end of March, the weather was still a bit cold. He was wearing a ginger cricket sweater and a pair of denim jeans. He was sitting on the floor of the school newspaper storage room, with a pile of newspapers that had been flipped by his side. Magazine.

Feng Dingkun rubbed his neck, looked up at Jiang Linfei who was standing by the bed and flipped through the newspaper, and asked expectantly, "Did you find anything?"

"Ah, I saw last year's report about the city's violin competition..."

It was agreed that what he was looking for was photography-related materials, but Jiang Linfei paid attention to the old violin-related news. Feng Dingkun couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "Hello!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Linfei put down the newspaper: "It's a bit difficult to rely on the two of us. Now that your support club has been established, why not make the most of it!"

"You mean call the members over to help me find it?"

"Yes."

"But it's not long since it was established, so how many people can there be?" Feng Dingkun hesitated.

"You are thinking wrong." Jiang Linfei took out his mobile phone: "The number of people in your support club is about the same as that of Lu Mingran."

There are so many!Looking at Jiang Linfei who was calling the vice president, Feng Dingkun couldn't help but be speechless.

Jiang Linfei hung up the phone and rubbed his sore neck: "I have notified the vice president, and she will bring someone over to find information. Let's go eat something first, aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry!" Feng Dingkun got up from the ground, patted the dust on his pants, and followed Jiang Lin to fly out.

"Do you know who your vice president is?" Jiang Linfei asked suddenly.

"who is it?"

"It's classmate Lan Haiyuan."

"Lan Haiyuan? Who is that?" Feng Dingkun looked ignorant.

Jiang Linfei laughed: "Student Feng Dingkun, you are so thorough, you have never even heard of the name of the school belle."

"School, school belle?"

"Yes, the school belle is also your fangirl, be happy." Jiang Linfei patted him on the shoulder.

"Actually, I'm not completely bent! I only bent when I met Lu Mingran."

"Haha, Lu Mingran really deserves to be a killer of straight men."

The two walked out of the student union building talking and laughing, and met Qiu Jiayu walking in.Jiang Linfei smiled and said hello: "President, thank you. If you hadn't offered to lend us the storage room, we still don't have a clue."

"You're welcome, Lu Mingran is also my friend after all." Qiu Jiayu smiled kindly and asked, "What's the matter? Have you found any useful information?"

"I haven't found anything yet." Jiang Linfei shrugged: "We will continue to look for it in the afternoon."

"Okay, you can come anytime if you need it." Qiu Jiayu waved his hand: "I'll go first."

Jiang Linfei waved his hand, looked at Feng Dingkun who was staring at Qiu Jiayu with hostility, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you? Do you hate him?"

"No..." Feng Dingkun curled his lips unhappily: "Why do you know him so well?"

"To set up a support club, you need the approval of the student union, so I have to establish a good relationship with him." Jiang Linfei comforted Feng Dingkun: "Look, if we didn't borrow the storage room of the student union from him, we would have to find a photographer for the past few years. Related news is very difficult.”

"Can you really find it?"

"Don't worry, the journals of the Press Association and the school newspaper are all in the storage room, and you can always find some useful clues. The person who secretly took pictures of you is so good at photography, it is impossible that there is no news at all."

The two ate lunch and went to class separately.After the second class in the afternoon, Feng Dingkun received a call from Jiang Linfei: "Do you still have classes? If not, come to the storage room of the student union."

"what happened?"

"Found something that might be useful."

"What is it?" Feng Dingkun exclaimed in surprise.

"It was in the first grade. Senior Pei Fei's photo award-winning news." Jiang Linfei paused: "I think his photography style is quite similar to that of the person who secretly took pictures of you."

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