I become a fan of all people by fortune-telling

Xu Jiuyan usually doesn't call Tang Yan very often, and usually sends messages, so he must have something important to say.

Tang Yan watched Zheng Junqi snatch the phone away, and looked at him in shock. He didn't react until the phone was hung up, staring at him and asking, "What are you doing?!"

"Didn't you say you played with me?" Zheng Junqi had a grievance in his eyes, his flaxen hair drooped in front of his forehead, his cheeks were slightly red from drunkenness, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all.

"Give me back your phone."

Tang Yan reached for the phone, but Zheng Junqi raised his hand directly.He was about five centimeters taller than Tang Yan, and Tang Yan had to jump up to get it, but he felt that this was too embarrassing, so he simply withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, and tried not to let himself get angry.

"Zheng Junqi, I'll play with you." Tang Yan looked at him and said patiently, "But, give me your phone first, okay?"

Zheng Junqi looked like a child who had received a promise, lowered his eyes slightly, handed Tang Yan the phone, and said obediently: "Okay then, you are not allowed to lie to me."

Tang Yan took back the phone and said helplessly, "Okay, Junqi, let's go home now."

Zheng Junqi was a little unsteady when he walked, Tang Yan could only put his arms around his thin waist to help him go back, attracting the attention of many people on the road, even some girls passing by looked at them and whispered.

"It's embarrassing." Tang Yan muttered softly, "My brother is not as unreliable as you, if you don't know how to drink, don't drink..."

Although Zheng Junqi was half drunk, but his ears were sharp, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Tang Yan for a while, and said, "I'm not ashamed. I can drink."

"... Oh." Tang Yan simply shut up and did not speak.

After sending Zheng Junqi to the door, Tang Yan asked him, "Where's your key?"

Zheng Junqi looked at Tang Yan blankly, "What key?"

Tang Yan gave up the idea of ​​communicating with him, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "Okay, I will find it myself."

He started to look for the key in Zheng Junqi's pocket, but this guy had several pockets all over his body, and he had to look for each of them.

When he touched Zheng Junqi's waist, a narcissistic sea king suddenly said: "Brother Yan, you touch my waist, and you eat my tofu."

Tang Yan was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it, but there was a sense of lovelessness in his eyes.

At this moment, Tang Yan's cell phone rang again.

He stopped what he was doing, picked it up and saw that it was Xu Jiuyan's phone.

After the call was connected, Xu Jiuyan's deep and sexy voice disappeared, and he suppressed his anger faintly. He asked, "Tang Yan, I sent you a message and you didn't reply, but someone else answered the call. What were you doing just now?" ?”

Tang Yan felt that the anger was about to come out of the screen.He interpreted Xu Jiuyan's anger as the boss's anger at his subordinate's incompetence, and hurriedly explained: "My neighbor is drunk, so his sanity is a little unclear, and he robbed my mobile phone, Mr. Xu, don't be angry."

When Xu Jiuyan heard this, the anger in his voice became more obvious: "Your neighbor? The one who went to your house to take a bath that day?"

Tang Yan was about to speak, when Zheng Junqi suddenly said loudly: "Brother Yan, why don't you touch it?"

As he spoke, he put his head on Tang Yan's shoulder, hugged him from behind, and spoke directly to Tang Yan's cell phone: "I have eight-pack abs, if you don't believe me, you can count them. I also have mermaid line, Vest lines, butterfly muscles..." The tone was like a kid showing off his candy.

Tang Yan pushed him away and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, wait a moment."

"Tang Yan." Xu Jiuyan's voice was very calm, unnaturally calm, with a feeling that the mountain and rain were about to come, "You'd better explain to me what you are doing now."

"President Xu, I'm not doing anything, really." Tang Yan hurriedly explained, "I'll call you later, if you have any questions, send me a WeChat message in advance, and I will reply later, sorry!"

With that said, he hung up the phone.

In the half second before he hung up the phone, Xu Jiuyan said coldly, "You dare to hang up the phone and try" in a voice suppressing anger.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yan frowned and looked at Zheng Junqi, dissatisfied: "If I get fired tomorrow, you just wait to be beaten by me, brat."

One minute later, he finally found the key from Zheng Junqi's trousers pocket, opened the door, and helped him in. The orange cat was dozing on the cat stand. After being awakened, he looked up at the two of them and let out a soft cry.

After the cat let out a cry, Zheng Junqi suddenly seemed to have been pressed a switch, lying on the sofa in a daze, sat up after a while, looked at Tang Yan while rubbing his temples, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong with me? Why are you here?"

Tang Yan was stunned, and looked at Zheng Junqi in disbelief.

The latter seemed to be a different person, no longer clinging to him and saying strange things, even though he smelled of alcohol, he spoke with a natural calmness and self-control.

"He's drinking again?" Zheng Junqi frowned and muttered.

After Tang Yan heard this sentence, his eyes widened suddenly.

He looked at Zheng Junqi, and suddenly thought of the sentence he asked himself not long ago——

"Would you like to be friends with a dual personality?"

At this moment, Tang Yan suddenly understood why Zheng Junqi sometimes looked like a different person suddenly.

Zheng Junqi walked up to Tang Yan, looked at him, with a trace of apology in his eyes, and he said, "You sent me back, right? I'm sorry, I have troubled you..."

The arrogance on his body disappeared, and there was serious emotion in his long and narrow eyes.

Can't imagine him saying "I have eight pack abs" just a few minutes ago.

"So you're not seriously drunk?" Tang Yan felt that he was cheated by that scumbag boy, "I still want to help you to bed."

Zheng Junqi was stunned for a moment, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became a little dim. He asked, "Do...do you think it's better when I don't wear glasses?"

He mistakenly thought that he and Tang Yan had developed into good friends with his scumbag personality.

"It's all the same." Tang Yan understood what he said and understood his sensitivity, so she wanted to comfort him in her own way, "For me, there is not much difference. Everyone is multifaceted. "

Hearing this, Zheng Junqi's eyes changed from dull to bright, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "Thank you. I'm fine, you can go back and rest."

After Tang Yan left, Zheng Junqi sat on the sofa, feeling a little complicated.

Because of the existence of another personality, Tang Yan and him got closer, and he didn't hate Tang Yan, and even had a good impression of him.

This is the first time, he is a little thankful for the existence of a scumbag personality.

However, he hopes that the person who will develop further with Tang Yan is himself now.

After Tang Yan left Zheng Junqi's home, he turned on his phone with a heavy heart. Sure enough, he saw a series of messages from Xu Jiuyan. At first, he was asking about his participation in the competition, and then he kept asking him what he was doing.

Even sent an angry emoji.

Mr. Xu never sends emoticons during chatting, so it can be seen that he is really angry, words can no longer express his anger.

Tang Yan called Xu Jiuyan, took a few minutes to explain the ins and outs of the matter, and said that he had absolutely no intention of neglecting his work.

After talking for a long time, Xu Jiuyan's tone became better.

"What does your neighbor's going to drink have anything to do with you? No matter how important he is, he can have me..." Xu Jiuyan paused, "Is it important to have the work I entrusted to you?"

Tang Yan quickly said that of course not.

"This is not an example." Xu Jiuyan said calmly, completely different from the angry look just now, "By the way, I will send you to the scene during the audition for the National College Student Art Design Competition."

This competition is divided into two stages. The first stage is the audition, which needs to be played offline. The venue of the competition is Yunzhou Academy of Fine Arts.

Tang Yan was not very worried about the audition, but he was afraid that Xu Jiuyan would get angry again, so he hurriedly said, "Then trouble Mr. Xu."

"Your neighbor probably doesn't have a sports car?" Xu Jiuyan pretended to ask casually, "So I had to take you there."

Tang Yan froze for a moment, not understanding why Xu Jiuyan said that.

On the day of the competition, Tang Yan took Xu Jiuyan's car with all kinds of brush tools required in the schedule description, and came to Yunzhou Academy of Fine Arts, and went to the corresponding competition venue according to the SMS notification.

Standing downstairs, Xu Jiuyan stood out among a group of college students. Not only was he tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, but the suit on his body added a lot of dignity to him. His hair was combed back meticulously, even if he had no expression Attracted the attention of countless people.

"That man is so handsome."

"Is he here to compete? He's not like a college student..."

"It should be the family members of the contestants."

The whispered discussion of several girls reached Xu Jiuyan's ears, and the word "family" made him feel better.He looked at Tang Yan who was walking towards the teaching building, and said to him, "Don't embarrass me, Assistant Tang."

Tang Yan looked back at him, raised the corners of his lips, and the little mole on his lips looked playful. He said, "Mr. Xu, you are not my parent, so there is nothing to be ashamed of." After speaking, he walked straight into the teaching building.

Xu Jiuyan looked at his back, slightly startled.

"President and assistant? Did I hear correctly?"

"I'll go, this match is so exciting..."

"That curly-haired little brother is too good-looking, I'm so excited."

"Hush—be careful not to be heard by that president."

Xu Jiuyan glanced quietly at the girls who were talking, pretended not to hear anything and walked over, but after leaving, the corners of his lips could not stop rising.

The form of the audition is a semi-proposition. Given a theme, the contestants design specified items according to the theme, which are generally related to the content of the finals. This year, the "exhibition hall" will be designed.

Tang Yan walked into the examination room and just sat down when he heard a slightly familiar voice: "Why are you here?!"

Tang Yan looked at the speaker, his eyes widened slightly. The person sitting next to him was actually Wei Haonan, the boy who took Zheng Junqi to the bar that night.

Wei Haonan is a sophomore at the Academy of Fine Arts. He also entered the finals last year. His painting talent is not bad, so it is inevitable to be a little arrogant in this kind of situation.

He glanced at Tang Yan, chuckled, and taunted: "Brother, is this a competition you can participate in? We don't seem to have someone like you in our Academy of Fine Arts, right? Are you here to run with you?"

The competition hadn't started yet, and the examiner hadn't come yet. All the classmates sitting around Wei Haonan turned their heads to look at Tang Yan, with scrutiny and speculation in their eyes.

After a while, the girl sitting in front of Wei Haonan said to him: "Haonan, you seemed to be in the top ten in the country last year, right? This year, no matter what, you have to be in the top three, and you must be the first in the preliminary competition."

Wei Haonan glanced at Tang Yan triumphantly, and said slowly: "Don't say that about me, or other people will feel bad when they hear it."

Tang Yan calmly took out the painting tools from his bag, and had no intention of paying attention to him at all.

After the start of the competition, the chief examiner released the theme of the competition and asked to design an exhibition hall related to "memory". It is necessary to design a general visual effect and the structure of the exhibition hall, and to give necessary creative comments. The time limit is 4 hours, starting from 08:30 in the morning By 12:30 noon.

After getting the topic, Tang Yan conceived a little in his mind, and quickly put the drawing paper on the easel to start drawing.

His right hand is not as good as his left hand, and the lines drawn are slightly messy.

But Tang Yan doesn't care, this kind of competition mainly depends on the overall effect and creativity.

However, Wei Haonan obviously didn't think so.

He glanced at Tang Yan's paintings, and it was obvious that although his lines were smooth, there was a hint of immaturity, and it could be seen that he did not practice often.

Wei Haonan sneered at Tang Yan's painting, thinking, at this level, I'm afraid he will get the lowest score in the audience.

So, he decided to show off in front of Tang Yan after he got his grades, so that he could vent his anger—who made Tang Yan "snatch" Zheng Junqi that night?

Thinking of this, Wei Haonan's eyes flashed with pride. He was almost sure that Tang Yan would make a fool of himself in public.

The author has something to say: Mr. Xu: It's too difficult for me.

感谢在2020-03-3121:46:49~2020-04-0121:15:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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