Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

After the encounter in the restaurant, he felt that that time might not be an accident, but Wen Cheng's deliberate plan to get close to him, but he didn't dare to reveal this purpose.

Because he found that recently there was always a look closely following him, hot and familiar.

Whether it's the classroom, the dining hall, or the playground, as long as it's in a crowded place and a place that is not easy to attract attention, he can feel this line of sight, and he is following his footsteps attentively.

Sometimes inadvertently meet eyes, he will deliberately pretend not to notice, but he can sensitively capture the moment of meeting eyes, Wen Cheng's joy that he thought he hadn't been discovered, he can see all of them.

He was waiting, waiting for what Wencheng wanted to do.

Why did he become so cautious this time? Is it because he was afraid that he would find out his embarrassment?

No, no matter what happens to Wen Cheng, he will never give up.

Then let them, who have nothing to do with each other this time, collide with each other through his efforts.

On the basketball court, the teenagers were sweating in the sun, full of youth, and the basketball was bouncing and running with the utmost flexibility under the hands of the teenagers. Their beautiful movements made many girls outside the court scream.

Huo Xuechun changed into sportswear and played with Duanmu Xuanyu, and there were other boys, and two art classes were in pk.

The competition has reached a fever pitch, and everyone's face is blushing and sweating uncontrollably, and some people look good even if they sweat.

A scheming old man outside the field is wearing a hat and looking at his dream lover, his gaze is completely unable to shift away, following every movement of the little lover, every movement seems to be slowed down and recorded in his mind in his field of vision, Like a paintbrush falling on the canvas, it outlines stroke by stroke.

Outlining the youth's snow-like skin, dyed with a plum-like blush, the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat but could not hide the self-confidence in the bright and clear eyes, the smile on his lips made the arc slightly concave, a very Even the small dimples can be captured by him, and when he discovers this small detail, it seems like a small fiddle on the heart.

Some secretly happy, but also more like it.

The wide red jersey reveals white arms, looking thin but vaguely covered with a thin layer of muscle lines, not dry and thin, but thin with aesthetic sunshine.The white calf exposed under the cropped trousers is even more touching, straight and slender, and the movement makes people unable to look away.

While running, the corners of the clothes were lifted up slightly, revealing the young man's lean, tight but white and dazzling waist. It only took a moment to make people imagine infinitely. If they were pinched, could they be pinched with two hands.

The eyes of the scheming old man became more and more hot, and the hand holding the net slightly tightened, and the sight that fell on Huo Chunol carried an emotion that he dared not reveal but was extremely longing for.

As if just looking at it like this could bring him back to life.

Every day, he seemed to be born again, longing for the boy's eyes to fall on him inadvertently, one glance was enough to bring him back to life, as if it was his source of water, and he was a fish that was slapped on the shore. Absorbing frantically.

In every place where teenagers might appear, he would pretend to pass by just to take a look, which could make him ecstatic.

From the day we met, in his drawing book, there were teenagers drawing in the classroom, eating in the cafeteria, looking sideways at the window in the corridor, or casually making small movements on the campus... It's still like playing basketball today, every day. A page is full of pictures of teenagers.

This feeling of a dream come true made him happy, and if he didn't want the illusion to be shattered, he had to prove the existence of his little lover day by day.

As it turns out, it was true.

The hand holding the net was slightly tightened, and the eye sockets were red.

The current score is already 36vs35, Duanmu Xuanyu's class is leading.

At this time, under the basket, a match point confrontation is communicating with each other with eyes first.

Huo Xuechun dribbled the ball and tried to break through Duanmu Xuanyu's block, but Duanmu Xuanyu had long hands and feet, and he couldn't do a frontal slam dunk with his short legs.

He hadn't played basketball for a long time, and he was really unfamiliar at the beginning. After playing for a while, he slowly regained his sense. In addition, the art students did not exercise much, so the confrontation between the two classes was not as scary as imagined.

It was Duanmu Xuanyu who stood out from the crowd, which caught his attention and even aroused his sense of conquest that he wanted to surpass.

Duanmu Xuanyu bent down and opened his arms to block Huo Chunchun, and looked at the sweaty young man in front of him with hooked lips: "Come on, surpass me, if you win, I will promise you a request, if I win, you have to agree I have one request."

Huo Chunchun heard Duanmu Xuanyu say this, so he really had a request in his heart, and it was a request that was a bit underwhelming, but since he had already made it, he would rather obey it than be respectful.

His eyes looked for a good angle under the bend of Duanmu Xuanyu's arm. He didn't know if such a show of skill would be successful. After all, he only succeeded once. If he failed, it would be a failure. Let him show off.

Dribbling the ball was a fake move first, he moved to the left and wanted to shake Duanmu Xuanyu's vision, but Duanmu Xuanyu easily saw through his fake move and wanted to grab his ball to the right, his purpose was to let Duanmu Xuanyu saw through his fake action.

At a very subtle moment, Duanmu Xuanyu's toes turned to the right, he curled his lips slightly and quickly bent down to sneak under Duanmu Xuanyu's left arm, turned around and went straight to the basket!

The posture is handsome enough!

But didn't make the basket.

The ball hit the rim coolly and missed the score.

Hololol: "..."

Turning his back in embarrassment, as long as he can't see everyone's expressions, then embarrassment will not be able to catch up with him.

Duanmu Xuanyu: "..." Suppressing a smile, he walked up to Huo Chunchun's side and patted him: "It's okay, the pose is handsome enough, it's scored in my heart."

Huo Xuechun felt that he was ashamed to see others, and if he knew it, he might as well not try it, and what he thought was different from what he did.

"Then you owe me a request." Duanmu Xuanyu slightly bent down and leaned into Huo Shanchun's ear and said, "I'll ask you when I think about it."

"...Understood." Huo Xuechun gritted his teeth, what a mistake!

I heard the screams of many girls outside the stadium.

Youthful vigor is always the most indispensable image when you are young, especially the boys sweating profusely after exercising.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Who said that art students can't play basketball, don't you see Huolanchun from Mei 1 and Duanmu Xuanyu from Mei 2 are very good!!!"

"Yes, yes, and I heard that the two of them have been playing together since they were young. Oh, those two people are so passionate when they face each other, they are so excited!!!"

The girls outside the arena excitedly slapped each other's arms, one or two seemed to be in love with each other after hitting CP, they were equally happy.

The tall man wearing a hat outside the girls exudes a gloomy and cold aura, and his eyes slightly blocked by the brim of the hat pass through the net of the court and fall on the two teenagers interacting inside.

To be precise, it is the possessiveness that makes him feel hostile towards that tall boy. He is jealous, jealous that this boy can become a friend who has played with him since he was a child, can be a friend who plays ball together, and can have dinner together. Opportunity to take classes together.

But he missed such an opportunity. Not only was he framed and kicked out of school, he also lost the opportunity to have close contact with the teenager.

Now he is impoverished, and not being able to sell a single painting has become his biggest difficulty.

After the game, the students in the basketball court gradually left. Wen Cheng didn't want to be discovered, so he bent his back slightly and covered his face with his hat, trying to blend in with the crowd.

A few meters away from Hololol, keep a distance.

"Have you heard that the oil painting teacher was fired from the school?"

Huo Xuechun was sweating from playing basketball and was extremely thirsty. He was drinking water when he heard the sophomore brother next to him mention this matter. He slowed down his drinking speed and asked casually.

"Do you also believe what those people said?"

The senior brother who was wiping his sweat with his clothes said: "This teacher is very powerful, and he doesn't look like that kind of person. I think there must be some misunderstanding here."

Huo Xuechun wanted to hear more about Wencheng from others, especially the students who had been taught by Wencheng before.

The information is far less clear than the information that has been experienced in real life. In addition, Wen Cheng has not appeared, so he really needs a chance to find a breakthrough to get close to Wen Cheng.

And to help Wencheng, more evidence is needed.

"Before he taught our class, he had a good impression of him. Although he didn't talk much, he was really good at painting. It can only be said that he got into trouble."

Hololol: "What's the matter?"

The senior brother lowered his voice and looked mysterious: "You should all have heard that Teacher Wen taught a female student, right? That girl actually liked Teacher Wen and wanted to chase after her, so she used the excuse of wanting to learn more to get close to Wen Teacher. Although Mr. Wen is usually taciturn and a bit shy, he still likes people who like to draw. I just didn’t expect this girl to have other meanings. Later, when I found out, I scolded the girl. I want her to put her mind on the right path."

"Who knew that girl knew that her courtship was fruitless, so she made such a fuss, relying on her family's power and power, really ruined Teacher Wen's life, this girl, what a fucking dog." The brother said. Some are indignant.

Hololol's hand holding the bottle cap stopped, he knew it.

This Shangguan wind chime...

Just when he was thinking about something, there was an extra hand on his shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw Duanmu Xuanyu hugging him up, in fact, it was just like the shoulder-to-back hooking between brothers.

Duanmu Xuanyu put his arms around Huo Chunchun's shoulders and looked at the senior brothers beside him: "The clean is clear, if he really hasn't done anything, it will naturally come to light."

"I hope, Mr. Wen is still very good. If you can learn oil painting from him, the future is really bright. I support him anyway."

"I trust him too." Huo Shanol squeezed the bottle in his hand, his gaze determined: "I will definitely help him find a way."

Duanmu Xuanyu saw Huo Chunchun's serious expression, he raised his hand and pinched his face itchyly: "What do you want to do to help him, even if you admire him very much, you can't argue with the settled matter .”

"I'll find a way." Huo Chunchun said firmly, and moved his body to the side without any trace, not wanting to get too close to Duanmu Xuanyu.

At this moment, Duanmu Xuanyu felt a strange gaze falling on him again.

Looking around from the corner of the eye, when he turned his face slightly, he felt a figure not far behind him, following them, and subconsciously turned his head back.

Behind them were students walking around in twos and threes, talking and laughing, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Turning around in doubt, is he suspicious?

Huo Xuechun followed Duanmu Xuanyu when he stopped, and his eyes fell on the figure in a black hat sitting in the shade of a tree not far away. He was dressed in black on a hot day, wouldn't he be afraid of heatstroke? ?

"Let's go, senior brother treats you to dinner."

"Senior brother can do it today, he is so kind to us, it means we won the game and be happy."

"I'm mainly inviting you to be mellow, you just follow suit."

Duanmu Xuanyu's eyes kept falling on the absent-minded Huo Alcohol beside him. His face was a little red after exercising, and he was still profusely sweating. He raised his hand and used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat off his face for Huo Alcohol.

"What's the matter with you, absent-minded?"

Huo Xuechun stopped in his tracks, looked at the boys and said with a smile: "I won the game today and I will treat you to a drink. I will buy what you want to drink. You go to the cafeteria to get some food and wait for me."

The boys all said what they wanted to drink.

"I'll go with you." When Duanmu Xuanyu heard that Huo Chunchun was going to buy water, he offered to go with him.

"I can do it by myself. I lost the last goal today and I'm here to work!" Huo Xuechun said, turned and went back the same way, the supermarket was near the stadium.

He finally found a chance to get rid of Duanmu Xuanyu, and only when he was alone, Wen Cheng, a fool, dared to come out.

It's too bad that I can't hear os this time, since I can't hear it, I have to go and hear it in person.

His gaze fell on a quail-like figure not far away, trotting over.

"Let's go for a walk, let's go get some food first, I'm starving to death."

Duanmu Xuanyu wanted to follow but was pulled away by the boys, and he was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to follow, that would make him seem a little strange, so he could only suppress his thoughts and go to the dining hall with them.

After school at noon, many students rushed to the dining hall to eat, and there were fewer students doing activities in some public areas. Huololol deliberately dawdled, copying the path of the grove to the basketball court.

In fact, his goal was neither the supermarket nor the basketball court, but to stop Wen Cheng who was following him.

In fact, there are no towering trees in the grove, that is, small trees. There is a path in the middle, which is basically stepped on by dating couples. If there are many people walking, there will be a way.

Where would anyone come to the grove in the afternoon, even couples would come back at night, and it would be inconvenient to do anything in broad daylight.

Hololol listened to his own footsteps, he was quiet because there was no one there, and then he heard the footsteps behind him, and glanced to see if there were any obstacles under his feet.

If Wen Cheng is a pervert in normal times, I don't know why this level is set like this.

Children are not suitable, children must not imitate, the fun between lovers is fine, other things are not.

So he spotted the small raised bricks, and was about to accidentally hit the street.

Wen Cheng quietly hid behind one tree after another. The hard training these days has made his dodging skills agile. He knows that this is not good for him, but he really wants to get close to Hololol.

But such a beautiful boy, what if he is frightened by his messy beard.

If he had known that he should shave his beard and take out the clothes at the bottom of the suitcase to meet people when he had an opportunity like today, he would not have dared to go forward when the opportunity came.

In the end, he saw Hololol tripping over something, and the moment he saw him fall, he rushed over without thinking about anything.

Huo Shanchun leaned against the tree, looked at his knees and thought that it was really hard work, in order to get Wen Cheng close to him, he had to use bitter tricks, otherwise he would really be unable to make it through.

Inadvertently, he found that the red string on his left ankle was gone! !

The moment he was stunned and surprised, he saw Wen Cheng rushing over.

The man, dressed in black and wearing a white hat, hurriedly ran up to him and knelt down, holding his knees nervously, and raised his eyes to meet the worry revealed in Wen Cheng's deep eyes.

When he saw Wen Cheng's appearance, he froze in place.

Forgot about the red rope for a moment.

The last time he vaguely saw Wen Cheng's appearance in a small restaurant, and he only had a side profile, but he saw some mustaches, but the appearance he saw at close range now is far more vicissitudes than before.

There was a messy beard around his lips, although it was not very obvious, but the whole person looked unkempt, the hair covered under the hat seemed to be a bit long, and traces of the hair could be seen as if it was tied up.

Not to mention that he was still dressed in black, which made his face even more haggard.

The contour of the face, which is more distinct than ever before, is obviously thinner, and it is very thin.

This is his bossy male lead Mary Su, why is he so embarrassed this time, and he is more cautious than any other time when approaching him, if he didn't take the initiative to design such a cruel trick, wouldn't he still appear behind his back and watch him secretly.

Why did you suddenly cancel the golden finger that heard the os, and turned it into a dream.

Such a cancellation made him want to know more about Wen Cheng this time. If he couldn't hear it, he didn't know what Wen Cheng was thinking. The more he didn't know, the more he panicked.

Although flustered, he wasn't as flustered as Wen Cheng is now.

His eyes were slightly red, and he felt distressed, but now he can't be too intimate, after all, he is still not familiar with Wen Cheng.

"Did it hurt from the fall?" Wen Cheng looked at Huolol's fair knee with a broken piece of skin that oozes blood slightly, and his heart ached so badly, as if this injury could not be done with that, he looked up and found that Huolol's eyes were all It was red, and my heart suddenly panicked: "Is it very painful?"

Wen Cheng's worried tone of fearing that he would be hurt, as well as the undisguised eagerness on his face, were different from ordinary people's expressions when they saw someone hurt.

Huo Xuechun slightly turned his face away to hold back the soreness on the bridge of his nose, no matter what the wish of this Guan Wencheng is, he will fulfill it.

So far he has understood that he has become another protagonist in Wen Cheng's game world.

A significant other who will never leave.

For him, whether it will still be of great significance in the end depends on what will happen in the end. The more he looks forward to it, the more he wants to continue. He wants to know who Wen Cheng is.

or……

Who is the one who created the Wenyana.

With such doubts, he will work hard to complete each level.

"...It's okay." He looked at Wen Cheng pretending to be uncomfortable, pretending to be a stranger: "I'm fine, I just accidentally fell down."

Then he looked curiously at Wen Cheng.

He was getting close to Wen Cheng, and he also wanted Wen Cheng to get close to him.

Because he felt Wen Cheng's longing and fear for him in this level, otherwise he could feel Wen Cheng's strong gaze capture wherever he went. Since Wen Cheng was afraid, he was the only one who came.

Finally, he knew that it was his turn after Wen Cheng finished teaching him.

Is this to check his homework?

"Why doesn't it hurt, it's all bleeding!" Wen Cheng listened to Huolhanol's indifferent tone, his eyes fell on the broken skin on his knee, and he lowered his head to blow off the small sand on it.

The white hat blocked Wen Cheng's appearance, but it couldn't stop the restrained tenderness in his exhaled breath.

Hololol couldn't help but smile when he looked at the white hat. The white hat is very pretty.Then he looked at the way Wen Cheng blew on his wound, and felt that this man was quite naive, and it wasn't like a child who blew on his wound and it didn't hurt.

As a result, in the next second, he felt the warm and moist licking of the injured area, and he froze for a moment.

Tongue @糯的很妇lick￥ licks the blood on the wound, as if wanting to suck away the blood spilled from his broken skin, the warm temperature becomes ambiguous under the slow caress.

The afternoon sun passed through the treetops, and the shadows of the treetops fell mottled on the ground, encircling the two people under the tree.

The light outlines Wen Cheng's gentle side profile when he lowered his head and licked the wound, carefully treating the person in front of him as a treasure, and the gentleness that didn't dare to use too much force made the surrounding feelings a little ambiguous because of this softness.

"You—" Huo Shanchun didn't expect Wen Cheng to do this, if he doesn't remember Wen Cheng now, he will think that people are a little weird to punch.

Wen Cheng immediately realized that he had touched the beautiful little lover in his heart like this, and immediately felt that he was really bad.

Standing up hastily, she turned sideways and lowered the brim of her hat to cover the shady greed in her eyes.

"Sorry, I'm not..."

Said turning around to leave.

Huo Shanqi hadn't heard of Wen Cheng talking like this before, and he didn't react. Seeing Wen Cheng was about to leave, he quickly grabbed his trousers and pulled him back.

Wen Cheng froze all over, it's over, will he be disgusted by the little lover in his dream like this, how can someone lick his wounds after being hurt like this, but...

Pursing her lips, her eyes became darker.

The tongue rolled away the blood on the lips.

Even the blood of the little lover in the dream is sweet.

"Are you Teacher Wencheng?"

Wen Cheng's back stiffened, and he lowered his head slowly.

[Plop, plop, plop...]

——The host’s heartbeat rate is fast, and the heartbeat mode is about to start.

When he looked at the clean and clear eyes of the young man, the doubts in his eyes were so simple and pure, perhaps his eye sockets were red because of the pain, and the blush at the end of his eyes was like a trace of tenderness, just like the first time he saw him that day.

The young man reached into the iron fence and plucked a rose. The smile on his face was prettier than a blooming rose.

It was as if he was pulled out of the chaotic world from the imprisoned in the chaos, and broke into his world forcefully but gently, becoming his only light.

It was also the only light in his eyes at this time.

Huo Xuechun looked at Wen Cheng's stunned look, his eyes curled up and his lips curled up with a smile: "My name is Huo Xuechun, thank you, teacher."

The sun was just right, but the boy was even more dazzling than the sun.

Wen Cheng thought to himself, he came back to life.

so good.

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