I'm just hungry for your knowledge

After Han Shen got into the car, he clicked on Yan Xin's video openly.

Yan Xin is a humanoid masquerade, and he didn't stop talking after starting the video, and the topic revolved around Chen Chen, making Han Shen's brain ache: "You make me a video every day and talk about these unnutritious things? "

Yan Xin responded tit for tat: "What's the matter, I wish we could contact you, but I didn't say anything. If I hadn't taken care of your self-esteem and stuck my hot face on your cold ass, you would probably have died of anger squatting alone in the corner of the middle school."

Han Shen was speechless for a long time, his throat was a little dry.

"I am this kind of person?"

"Aren't you in my mind? How many years have I known you?" Yan Xin's voice grew a little louder, and he didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Young master Han wants to save face and suffer, and he will die if he owes it.

Han Shen and him were classmates in junior high school. When they met for the first time, they saw a tall man in short-sleeved shorts coming in from the door of the classroom. His body was full of muscular masculine hormones, and he introduced himself on the podium, saying: " Mina Sang, Wata Siwa Yan Xindasi! I like Two-dimensional the most, na na~ From now on, please take care of Ou Nega Yixi Masi!"

Biting his fingers and pursing his lips while talking, the posture of sticking out his buttocks while walking is also quite cute.

But after Yan Xin became sensible, if someone mentioned these past events, his eyes would immediately turn red, and he wanted to punch the opponent's head off.

How did he become his fateful brother? This was one of the questions that Han Shen often thought about after dinner.

"I chat with you on video every day, but you're actually quite happy, right?"

Han Shen covered the phone: "Don't be funny."

The lips were pulled up unconsciously.

Han Shen got out of the car and walked towards the villa, an orange shadow appeared under the street lamp, Yan Xin was still talking nonsense: "I saw your school grass selection post yesterday, and I voted for you."

"Are you free?"

"Can the school grass of Yuanchong No. [-] Middle School be so unranked when they arrive at the attached middle school? If you are at the bottom, where will we put our face? After a while, I will send a link to the group to mobilize relatives and friends to scoop you up. If you have to scoop it up, the sailors will give it to me." Make arrangements!"

"..."

Han Shen licked his teeth and walked upstairs. Yan Xin quieted down, and immediately shared the link to the group as he must do what he said.

"I just discovered why my brother Chen wasn't included in the school grass selection meeting? Are there so many handsome guys in your school that he doesn't deserve it?"

Han Shen casually clicked on the link.

The landlord wrote a line of words.

【#研石如玉，着松如瑞#陈气[火火]】

[At the request of the majority of brothers, there will still be no Chen Chen in this selection conference. *Uncrowned king*Immortal*Sage in white*should not appear in this vulgar place where pink and black are competing for beauty. 】

Han Shen: "..."

Excuse me, it turns out that I am not worthy.

Forced to stand on the stage and scolded as a vulgar fan, Han Shen directly clicked on the upper right corner.

Report, personal attack.

After taking a shower, Han Shen wore a snow-white loose T-shirt, and his hair was slightly dangling with water droplets against his ears, making his eyebrows and eyes fair and handsome.Sitting down in front of the desk, with one long leg crossed in the chair, he rested his face lazily on his knees, and looked at a few more messages on the phone.

-Do you need my circle of friends to repost canvassing Han Ge?

- Your vote is so low, the people in the middle school are lame?Oh sorry misread you just added it...

……

Han Shen didn't add a few friends to his phone, but they were all from the band, and everyone was so crazy, I don't know how much eloquence Yan Xin used to instigate.

No reply, saw a new message.

C: [Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck]

Open it, five yuan.

C: Do you need any thank you gift?

Mizuki: No.

C: You're welcome, I have prepared math exercises for you tonight, take it apart and have a look.

C: picture.jpg

Mizuki:?

In the evening self-study, Lao Qin asked the class monitor to copy a few function problems on the blackboard. Chen Chen had already finished writing the standard answers with mosaics, so he only sent the questions to him.

C: Escape if you don’t know how to write?Man, man never bows to life.

Mizuki: I don't want to write.

C: Men are never held back by emotions.

Mizuki: ...

Han Shen quit the chat box and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. Unexpectedly, the video came directly from the opposite party.

Chen Chen was writing something earnestly at his desk, the light from the desk lightly illuminated the left side of his face, his hair was damp, as if he just came out of the shower, exuding a clean, fresh and comfortable vibe.

He raised his head and moved his wrist: "write it, if you don't know how to ask. I'm here."

He was practicing calligraphy with a fountain pen. Originally, the handwriting was quite strong and charming, so what should he do?

Han Shen: "Practice calligraphy?"

Chen Chen: "Well, self-cultivation, after all, I'm going to persuade you to do your homework tonight."

Han Shen was uninterested: "Don't write."

Chen Chen: "Why are you so rebellious, kid?"

Hearing this sentence, Han Shen was stunned for a second, and got up directly from the chair.

After walking back and forth for a few steps before suppressing the fire, he sat down again, irritatedly brushing the drooping damp forehead hair behind his ears, and pursed his lips into a thin line.

If it weren't for the good intentions of the white-clothed sage, he would have been cut through by spring water if he said such obscene words.

After stuffing a piece of candy into his mouth, he reluctantly resorted to a sarcastic social rhetoric: "Why do you care so much, are you tired? You are not my father."

Chen Chen seemed to understand something: "If this kind of relationship can make you do your homework obediently, I don't mind—"

"Hold!--"

Push the nose on the face.

Han Shen almost burst out his greetings to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, and raised his finger to poke randomly on the screen of the phone.

Simply hang up.

This man really...

After thinking about it for a long time, four words came out.

unacceptable.

Chen Chen looked at the screen that suddenly returned, and his handwriting was slightly reduced.

Recall Han Shen's expression the moment he hung up the phone.

It seems to be playing off.

Raise your hand to type.

-Angry?just kidding.

- Here's your knife, come and cut me.

A series of GIF expression packs were sent out in succession, and a shivering little puppet with rabbit ears was tied to the round plate. It was nailed from the head to the penis by darts, and its face was full of pain.

There was no reply for a long time.

Chen Chen got up and pushed open the window. The night wind blew his face all over his face. After resting for a while, he sat back in his chair and picked up his phone.

The other party started to send back his emoji just now, pointing at the vicious parts.

Right in the middle.

"To find the value range of m, first sort out m separately, set m as a g(x) function, and bring it into the formula..." Chen Chen's tail rhyme was a little hoarse, his brows tightened every time he talked, and he used Looking suspiciously at Han Shen, "Basic questions, you really don't know how?"

Han Shen moved around in the chair in a relaxed manner, and shook his phone: "Just teach the questions, and you insult me, do you want to do it again?"

Chen Chen: "No need."

Han Shen slid to the WeChat dialog box without hearing it, and clicked to send the emoji pack of the series of dolls being stabbed just now. Every time he sent one, Chen Chen had rejection written all over his face, but his voice was very honest: "Um~ it hurts, it hurts so much, it's so painful. It hurts, stop hitting."

The voice became more and more perfunctory.

It deserves an Oscar for Rotten Tomatoes.

Han Shen sent it twice to stop, and pressed his fingertips against the screen of the phone to scroll up. There was a long row of pitch black. I don't know how many times he used this set of emoticons to "substitute" Chen Chen tonight.

Like an idiot.

The four questions were written until twelve o'clock in the morning.In fact, Han Shen had already calculated the answer in his heart, but seeing Chen Chen writing strokes on the draft paper, he inexplicably felt very happy: "If x=0, a belongs to R; if x is not equal to 0, then a is less than or equal to—does this place understand? I didn’t skip the steps, let’s discuss the value of x first.”

In the dead of night, Chen Chen's voice was very tired.

Han Shen gritted his teeth: "I don't understand."

Chen Chen: "Are you mad at me?"

Han Shen: "I'm not mad at you, I really don't understand."

Chen Chen was quiet for a while: "How come such a handsome little brother can't use his brain?"

"..."

Finally when it was time to close the draft paper, Chen Chen leaned back on his chair and yawned a long way: "Promise me, you will do your homework obediently like this next time. Isn't it very happy tonight?"

Han Shen was happy: "But are you really happy?"

"I am very happy."

"No, I know you're not happy from the bottom of your heart."

"No, you don't know that I'm actually happy from the bottom of my heart."

Han Shen still wanted to complain, Chen Chen raised his hand and made a truce gesture: "Dolls are prohibited."

Han Shen leaned back, stood up staggeringly, scratched the hair on the side of the ear: "Okay."

Chen Chen dragged his chair and got up to sort out the test papers and books on the table, yawned sleepily, and lazily said: "Go to bed early and get up early. Remember to make your homework louder when it hits Zhang Ming's face tomorrow. You are already a mature high school student who can do homework." gone."

Video hangs up.

Han Shen lowered his head and stared at the homework for a while, realizing that the corners of his lips were still curled up.

This sage.

Do things with me.

Before going to bed, I saw a few messages from Yan Xin. He has been conscientiously guarding the front line of the school grass selection, and changed four or five IDs to vote for him.

Han Shen typed: "Aren't you sleepy today?"

"It is unacceptable for the school grass of Yuanchong No. [-] Middle School to be bullied in the attached middle school."

Yan Xin's collective sense of honor is stronger than that of ordinary people, and Yuan Chong is a super fan of Han Shen every time he selects the school grass.Han Shen has long been used to his brain circuit and was going to sleep, when he suddenly heard him say, "Hey, your birthday will be in a few days, shall I come and see you?"

"Forget it." Han Shen's heart moved for a moment, "It's a few provinces, and on Saturday, I have to go to class."

"It's okay. I can't worry about you fighting with others after you've only been there for a few days. When the time comes, you lead me to your teaching building and I'll see who dares to touch you again."

Yan Xin is now straight to 190 tall. Although he loves to compose poems, he is still a muscular man who can bluff people at first glance.

Han Shen grabbed his hair and covered the light on his forehead with his hands: "Aren't you annoying?"

"What's bothering or not? I've come all the way to find you, and you have this attitude? Is there such an unloving father like you?"

"..."

Han Shen said indifferently, "Whether love will come or not."

"Don't fucking pretend, I know you're already smiling now, between us brothers, are you still playing tricks? You idiot."

Han Shen slid his hand from his forehead and hung straight to the side of the bench, his posture was completely world-weary, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

"You're an idiot."