After a night of violent handsome in the fat house

Lu Yu was momentarily at a loss for words.

Leaving aside the purchase price of this car, the maintenance fee for one year alone is 10,000+, and 100 yuan is not enough for a day's maintenance fee.

Looking at the other party's deep gaze, Jian Shiyu felt flustered, and asked cautiously, "Two...two hundred?"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

You know, 200 yuan is his living expenses for several days!

Lu Yu took out his mobile phone, opened the QR code of WeChat without saying a word, and handed it to Jian Shiyu.

Jian Shiyu turned on his mobile phone to scan the QR code, while muttering in his heart: Isn't it?Really want 200 yuan?Too black-hearted, right? !

Just when Jian Shiyu felt sad for the lost 200 yuan, the interface that popped up after scanning the code was not the expected payment interface, but a friend application.

Jian Shiyu froze for a moment, then looked at Lu Yu suspiciously.

"Forget about the money." Lu Yu's tone was calm and flat, "Being a friend, you owe me a favor."

Jian Shiyu didn't know Lu Yu's identity, and he didn't know how valuable Lu Yu's contact information was in the entertainment industry. He just felt that the other party was trying to blackmail him.

But he took a look at Lu Yu's strong figure, and felt that if he resisted, he would be strangled to death in the car, so he sent a friend request.

"Jian Shiyu." Lu Yu passed the friend application, read the boy's name, pretending that he just knew the name, "You are not allowed to delete friends. If you delete them, I will post a missing person notice at Xiacheng University of Technology, saying that you owe me money."

Sure enough, I want to extort money!Outlaws!

Jian Shiyu laughed dryly: "How could it be, I have to thank you for sending me back to school today." But he began to doubt the origin of Lu Yu's clothes and this car in his heart.

The rain outside was a little lighter. After Jian Shiyu got out of the car, he covered his head with his hands and ran into the dormitory building.

Lu Yu stared at his back with burning eyes until he completely disappeared from sight.

After driving away from Xiacheng University of Technology, Zhan Qi's call request suddenly appeared on Lu Yu's phone screen.

After connecting, Zhan Qi's mint-like cool voice came:

"Have you found that amateur yet?"

"No." Lu Yu thought, that amateur should have left Mingxiangju, "I only saw a vase."

"Vase?" Zhan Qi was puzzled while feeling lost.

When Lu Yu mentioned the word vase, his tone seemed very happy?

"Yeah." Lu Yu thought of the innocent and clear eyes of the young man, and his mood became joyful, "He is good-looking, but he is superficial, and his brain is not very good. He must not be the amateur you said."

Although he was saying bad things about the boy, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

"Not interested." Zhan Qi hates vases even more than Lu Yu, "Let the staff of Mingxiangju pay attention to it for me. Next time you see that boy, you must contact me as soon as possible."

"Okay." After Lu Yu promised, he thought of something, and joked: "You don't like that amateur, do you? I've never seen you so caring before."

Zhan Qi on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and instead of answering directly, he asked instead: "What about you, have you taken a fancy to that vase? I have never seen Mr. Lu take the initiative to mention others in front of me."

Lu Yu was noncommittal, and only said: "It seems that the gold medal composer fell in love with the amateur at first sight, so I can only wish you to find him as soon as possible."

"I'd like to borrow your good words." Zhan Qi said coldly, "I also wish Mr. Lu to bring the vase home as soon as possible."

It was obviously a sarcastic remark, but Lu Yu liked it very much, and hung up the phone with a smile.

Jian Shiyu didn't know that he had two more nicknames: "Vase" and "Amateur".

When he returned to the dormitory, Jian Shiyu heard a faint singing, and he frowned subconsciously—Qu Fan was singing again.

Jian Shiyu pushed open the door, and all the roommates were there. Qu Fan was practicing singing to the computer with headphones on, with an intoxicated and affectionate expression.

After a while, Xiacheng University of Technology will hold the 23rd Top Ten Singer Competition. Not only did Qu Fan sign up, but he also threatened to get No.1. From then on, he started a disturbing mode of practicing songs in the dormitory every day.

Sensing someone coming in, Qu Fan glanced at the door, immediately took off his earphones, and happily said to Jian Shiyu: "Shiyu Shiyu, come and listen to my singing, I can sing very well now!"

Jian Shiyu was about to take a bath, and said while taking off his clothes, "Then sing a few words."

The boy who was exposed to the rain appeared to have fairer skin and slightly disheveled hair. After taking off his coat, he revealed his slender arms and thin waist.

Seeing this scene, the three people in the dormitory fell silent at the same time.

"If I don't sing, I'm going to take a shower."

The boy's tone was a little cold.He took off his trousers, took two slender legs, and walked into the bathroom in front of the three of them.

It was not the first time that they were shocked by Jian Shiyu's figure, but they were still deprived of all their attention.

It wasn't until the door was closed with a "bang" that the three of them came back to their senses.

"Fuck." Qu Fan came back to his senses, and cursed secretly with a blushing face, "How can this figure be so good?!" It was sexier than any girlfriend he had ever had before.

Zhang Yan blushed even more, feeling his heart beating wildly faster.

Even Chen Yikai, who looked indifferent on weekdays, swallowed at this moment.

During this period of time, they couldn't figure out why they had such a bad attitude towards Jian Shiyu before.

I don't know how many people are envious of having such a beautiful boy with good looks, perfect body and gentle personality as a roommate.

After taking a shower, Jian Shiyu came out in a loose T-shirt, covered with mist, his eyes were as wet as his hair.

The three picked up the water glasses on the table at the same time, trying to relieve their thirst by drinking water.

Jian Shiyu put on his pants, sat down on his seat, found a hair dryer from the cabinet, and began to dry his hair. The refreshing smell of shampoo wafted through the small dormitory.

Suddenly, Qu Fan thought of something, smiled and said to Jian Shiyu: "If I enter the final of the top ten singers, do you want to come and sing with me? The last round of the final is a chorus of two people..."

"Can Shi Yu sing?" Zhang Yan cast a curious look.

Chen Yikai said: "I don't think I've heard him sing before."

"I won't." The boy's voice was a little alienated, "You can find someone else."

"Okay..." Qu Fan's eyes flashed disappointment.

Jian Shiyu never thought that he would participate in this kind of singing competition, let alone sing with Qu Fan.

Just as he finished drying his hair and put down the hairdryer, his phone screen lit up.

The broken cocoon app sent a task message:

"Please participate in the 23rd Top Ten Singer Competition of Xiacheng University of Technology in any form. (Not completed)"

Jian Shiyu was stunned.