you are vicious

That night, Cheng Huan was lying on the bed in the crew hotel and couldn't fall asleep.

He immerses himself in memory, the first time he tries to recall the past, the fragments of memory flash in his mind frame by frame, and finally, it freezes on a blue student ID card, a two-inch ID card in a transparent plastic envelope In the photo, Cheng Huan was 16 years old.

In fact, Cheng Huan has always known that since he was a child, he was a stubborn and unlovable child. His own mother, who was the head of the orphanage, gave most of her love and compassion in her life to those fatherless and unlovable children. He is the orphan of his mother, but he didn’t keep much of him. Instead, he took it for granted that he should be sensible. Even if he was about to die, he still held his hand and asked him to take good care of his younger brother, and asked him to take care of the orphanage as much as possible. kids.

At that time, Cheng Huan was in the rebellious period when cats hated dogs. When his mother died of illness, he did not feel the grief of the death of his relatives. Instead, because of the heavy burden imposed on him, he felt tired of the world. pleasing to the eye.

Even when the freshmen started school, they were so angry watching the whole A, wishing they could answer the "nursery rhyme" and blow up the school with a dynamite bag.

Middle A is the city's key point, freshmen in high school will inevitably have a lot of homework for admission, Cheng Huan has been tired of the world for a holiday, and has never even touched a pen, let alone homework.

But Cheng Huan is not the kind of student who likes to contradict the teacher. He finds it troublesome, and he doesn't want to be notified by the school after causing trouble. After all, he no longer has any parents who can be "summoned" by the school.

But homework always has to be handed in, and it is not convenient to hand in blank papers.

A school bully he met during the summer vacation of his freshman year in high school told him in a relaxed tone: "There's nothing difficult about this, isn't it just homework, and I'll help you out."

He added: "Don't ask too many questions, you will find out when you come to the men's toilet in the southeast corner of the teaching building later."

Cheng Huan actually didn't like dealing with that person, after all, he was used to being alone since he was a child, but homework had to be handed in, and he also wanted to know how much the men's toilet had to do with homework.

Facts have proved that the men's bathroom and summer homework can really be related.

As soon as Cheng Huan entered the door, he looked up and saw a row of boys standing shoulder to shoulder, almost all with their heads down, silently and orderly like a group of quails, there were quite a lot of them, extending into the bathroom, But Cheng Huan didn't look inside, the few at the door alone were enough to irritate the eyes.

And the school tyrant who promised to do the homework for Cheng Huan stood in front of the row of people with his hands behind his back and his legs tucked away, followed by a few young people with sloppy looks. The little hooligan who got promoted while relying on the money of his parents and father.

Cheng Huan actually disliked these people, but he didn't intend to be a world hero to save his classmates. He frowned, turned around and was about to leave: "You guys are busy."

The school bully called Cheng Huan to stop, smiled and said, "Don't go, didn't you help you with your summer homework?"

Cheng Huan glanced over the rows of heads, and suddenly understood, he took off the shoulder bag, unzipped the zipper, stretched his hand out of the bag, grabbed a handful of papers and exercise sets, and went to the school. Ba stuffed his arms: "Come on, let them write it. You don't need to write it so beautifully, and you don't need to think about the accuracy rate. Just write whatever you want. Remember to make the words ugly."

The school bully held the homework in his arms with both hands, and happened to wipe his fingers on Cheng Huan's withdrawn wrist. Not only did he not mind the angry attitude, but he smiled and said: "Okay, okay, no problem, don't worry, everything is fine. It is the top grade among the freshmen, and smart people know what kind of smart things to do."

The gangsters behind the school bully divided Cheng Huan's homework and distributed it to the row of school bullies one by one. Cheng Huan was a rascal with his hands in his pockets. In the narrow toilet that smelled of paint, he suddenly heard a loud noise. Neither high nor low cursed secretly.

"Get out! Take it away!"

Shouldn't the top students be good boys who know how to judge the situation?

Cheng Huan was a little surprised by the reaction, and followed the prestige to look over.

In the farthest part of the men's room, a tall and thin boy leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, and said indifferently to the little boy who handed him the paper: "A broken finger or a blind eye, and someone else needs to do the homework for you." .”

The little guy also cursed: "Fuck, who are you?"

The boy snorted coldly: "I'm sick, I'll just smoke a cigarette and bump into you idiots."

The school bullies were a little confused. They probably didn't expect that when they pushed the school bullies in, there were already people in the men's room that had just been renovated and hadn't been put into use yet. No wonder it smelled of smoke when they came in.

Cheng Huan's eyes passed through Yiliu's head, and he looked at the other side without saying a word. The school bully next to him probably didn't see the man's face clearly, and walked towards the inside, but he only walked half a meter. paused.

The boy inside finally came out, and said with a cold snort, "Gao Pei, right? I've been looking up to this idiot's name for a long time."

Gao Pei was so angry that he raised his hand and pointed at him angrily: "You owe me a beating, grandson!" After a roar, the followers around him came up and wanted to strike.

But Cheng Huan stopped him impatiently: "Okay!" He picked up his shoulder bag and said as he walked outside, "Remember to do my homework well."

Seeing that Cheng Huan was about to leave, Gao Pei ignored the arrogant boy for the time being, and glanced at the door of the men's room, chasing the figure: "Hey, why did you leave so quickly?" As he spoke, he started to catch up again. "I'll send you homework, or..."

Cheng Huan walked out of the paint-smelling men's room, and heard a dull slamming door, which seemed to be a fight.

……

Lying on the bed, Cheng Huan opened his eyes with a smile on his lips. After all, Chen Li was wrong. After all, he hadn't experienced it himself, but just heard a rumor. In fact, Shao Xun was a tough guy long ago, but Back then, my luck was too bad, I just smoked a cigarette secretly, and I ran into this kind of thing.

It was obvious that there was a fight at the end, and Cheng Huan didn't know if he won or not, but he and Shao Xun had such an unpleasant first meeting back then, and it's not surprising that they strangled the entire high school.

Thinking of this, Cheng Huan couldn't help but ask himself, how did this messy beginning develop to the present?

What does Shao Xun like about him?

Cheng Huan couldn't figure out Shao Xun's clues, nor could he figure out what was going on in his heart, but he didn't need to lie to himself, he already had some intuition in his heart - even if he couldn't give a clear yes or no now, he now not only She doesn't hate Shao Xun, but "enjoys" getting along with him.

It's like suddenly there is a friend who looks particularly pleasing to the eye.

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Zhao Mian could also see that Cheng Huan was in a good mood recently, not only in a good mood, but also exuded a kind of spiritual energy from his whole body.

Zhao Mian was inconvenient to ask Cheng Huan, so he held Zhang Xiaocheng privately and asked him, "Who has your Brother Huan been seeing recently?"

Zhang Xiaocheng looked inexplicable: "Who is it? There is no one."

Zhao Mian thought for a while: "Shao Xun didn't come?"

Zhang Xiaocheng: "Boss Shao? No, I haven't seen him."

Zhao Mian murmured to himself, what kind of magic medicine did he take, Cheng Huan glowed like a radiant person, and then secretly pondered, how could a man be so radiant because of something other than that refreshing thing Son chant.

Although Zhang Xiaocheng insisted that Shao Xun never came to visit the class, Zhao Mian didn't really believe it. He always felt that the master was both a signer and a supporter, so it was impossible to hold back so calmly.

After all, Zhao Mian has been following behind for many years, and Cheng Huan noticed something was wrong when he pouted his buttocks. He asked Zhao Mian: "What have you been thinking about lately?"

Zhao Mian brought a newspaper when he came to see Cheng Huan since the web drama, and was ready to kneel and speak anytime and anywhere. Hearing this, he spread the newspaper on the ground, pressed his round buttocks on the newspaper, sat down, and said earnestly: "Cheng Huan, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart today."

Cheng Huan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "You still use newspapers as props when you say something heartfelt to me?"

Zhao Mian stared at Cheng Huan's expression: "That's right, that's right. Don't you think you're not the same as before?"

Cheng Huan didn't bother to talk to him: "Maybe after another 21 days, there are brand new cells all over my body."

Zhao Mian was shocked: "Wow."

Cheng Huan pointed in front of him: "Are you going to chat with me all night, come on, let's talk on your knees."

Zhao Mian inquired, "You are really different recently, don't you feel it yourself?"

Cheng Huan sat firmly on the chair, raised his eyelids: "I feel it," paused, and continued, "I feel like I can tear down cows with my bare hands. Do you think I'm going to clean you up now, is one hand enough?"

The fat all over Zhao Mian trembled with his heart and liver at the same time, he stood up quickly, hurriedly put away the spread of newspapers, and then rolled away: "Enough is enough." It's going to kill me, and according to this trend, I will return Say high school days, then hurry up and get out, high school Huan is N times more terrifying than actor Huan.

Cheng Huan's more than two-month filming schedule for "Once Upon a Time in the South City" finally came to an end on this day, and it was successfully wrapped up. He was the leading male lead, and the crew held a wrap-up dinner for the reserved venue. An Ruosi, Xu Kangrui and other main actors all arrived , even Director Wei, who doesn't often attend such occasions due to his physical condition, came.

Because of the project evaluation meeting, Shao Xun had a time conflict, so he could only rush to the second half. He repeatedly assured Cheng Huan on the phone: "Don't worry, I am definitely not late because there are people outside."

Cheng Huan: "It doesn't matter if you have a dog outside."

Shao Xun sighed: "Hey, you big brothers are always so fickle."

Cheng Huan squeezed his phone and laughed.

The dinner included a buffet in the lobby of the hotel. Cheng Huan and Shao Xun came back from the phone call, but when they turned around, they heard a wall——

"Hey, have you heard that the leader of the gossip circle has made a big splash again, this time it's Zhan Yingdi."

"What? I just swiped his Weibo, there's nothing there."

"It only came out 6 minutes ago! It is said that Zhan Linwei secretly set up an orphan public welfare fund and spent hundreds of millions of money, saying that he filled in all his personal assets."

"Damn, how can there be an artist who does charity like this, is it fake? The leader doesn't have all the facts."

"It seems to be true. Look, this is some kind of insider rumor."

……

Cheng Huan pretended not to hear and walked past the group of people, and no amount of gossip would affect the eating and drinking of unrelated people.

In the middle of the dinner, Cheng Huan looked at his watch, and An Ruosi teased him meaningfully: "Waiting for someone."

Cheng Huan lied calmly: "No."

An Ruosi curled his lips: "Hmph, it's a lie."

The corners of Cheng Huan's lips curled up slightly, like a gentle wind slowly blowing over his cheeks.

But without waiting for Shao Xun, Zhao Mian rushed over first. He patted Cheng Huan on the shoulder, raised his hand to cover his lips, and said in a low voice, "Something went wrong."

Cheng Huan looked at him.

Zhao Mian looked in a hurry and didn't avoid suspicion. In front of An Ruosi, he just continued to cover his lips and said in a low voice, "Zhan Lindan's lawyer just called me and said he wanted to contact you."

Cheng Huan nodded to An Ruosi, stood up, and led Zhao Mian to the corner: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Mian let out a breath, took a moment to relax, and seemed to be digesting himself, and regained his composure, before saying, "Zhan Lindan seems to be suffering from some kind of illness, and his lawyer wants to contact you for inheritance justice."

Cheng Huan was stunned, and raised his eyes. Shao Xun, who had arrived late, just entered the door and walked towards him to meet his silent gaze.

Zhao Mian's palms were sweaty: "Brother Huan." He hadn't called this title for many years. The headmaster died of illness, the orphanage moved, and the children went their separate ways. So many memories and so many pasts.

Cheng Huan raised his eyes, suppressed all the expressions in his eyes, and said quietly: "I see."

Shao Xun was walking this way.

Zhao Mian: "The lawyer..."

Cheng Huan calmly said: "Contact over there, why don't you take what Zhan Linwei owes me?"

Shao Xun just walked up to them, didn't pay attention to what the two were saying, only raised an eyebrow and smiled at Cheng Huan, then glanced at Zhao Mian: "What are you muttering quietly?"

Under such eager gazes, Cheng Huan's eyes were filled with invisible tenderness, with a smile on his face: "I muttered that you came so late, it seems that there are quite a few people outside."

Shao Xun said with emotion: "Hey, I dare not, I am afraid that my brother will break my leg."