good night

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Chu Yunshen's illness came and went quickly, and he would be fine after taking medicine for two or three days, so he rejected Xi Feng's proposal to ask for leave and rest, and went to school as usual, including Chinese studies classes and art colleges, and he had to prepare Exams, very busy.

Sometimes Xi Feng looks at his busy boyfriend, and feels that he is different. It seems that his fighting spirit has been aroused, and there is more persistence in his eyes.Except the bed is still easy to bully. Once Xi Feng hugged him after exercising and asked, "Why is my little ancestor so busy recently?"

Chu Yunshen, who hadn't recovered from the pleasure, replied in a daze, "I want to do it, I want to be with you." After that, he couldn't think anymore, because Xi Feng suppressed him again.

Chu Yun was hoarse from crying in the middle of the night.

Half a month later, the results of changing majors came out.

Chu Yunshen breathed a sigh of relief looking at the names on the announcement.He wrote down all the things he had to do in the past few days, such as changing the school card, looking for the class teacher, and so on.

Just after closing the webpage, Chu Yunshen keenly heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and paused for a moment. He was in the computer room of the school, and above it was the library. The corner is to avoid meeting too many people.

"Yun Shen, it's me." Sun Jingshuo knew that he was nervous to get in touch with people, and he was afraid that his sudden appearance would scare him, so he deliberately stepped harder, but he still seemed to be frightened.

Chu Yunshen turned his head slightly, saw that it was him, and finally matched his face with his name, "Senior Sun."

Seeing that there was no one next to him, Sun Jingshuo politely asked: "Can I sit?" After being allowed to sit down, he tilted his head and asked: "Come here to check information? Is the dormitory not connected to the Internet?"

"It's troublesome to access the intranet at home." Chu Yunshen folded the books one by one and smoothed out the wrinkled covers.

"By the way, you don't stay, I forgot." Seeing that he was about to leave, Sun Jingshuo acted before thinking, pressed his hand on the book, and met his surprised gaze, slightly uncomfortable, "I have something to ask for you."

"Our club is recruiting new people, do you want to try it?"

Chu Yun was taken aback for a moment, and he hesitated for a few seconds when carrying his schoolbag, "What do you do?"

Sun Jingshuo thought that he would refuse, but he didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly, without hesitation: "It's very simple, it is painting. Our association has many departments, including the comics department, which is responsible for providing materials to other people in the department."

Chu Yunshen nodded and hesitated for a long time: "Can you show me the poster?"

forgot to bring...

Of course, the president of the art association will not carry a promotional poster with him.In a moment of anxiety, Sun Jingshuo picked up a pen and looked at him: "Can I borrow a piece of white paper?"

Chu Yunshen took out the picture book from his schoolbag, tore a piece of white paper from it, and handed it over.

"Thank you." Sun Jingshuo took it and drew a simple form on it with a pen. He moved quickly, as if he was worried that the young man would leave directly, and he spoke quickly, "I forgot to bring it today. I will draw a registration form for you. Saturday Come for an interview tonight—are you free tonight?"

Chu Yunshen nodded, slid his fingertips across the drawing book, and asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do in the interview?"

"No, you don't need to do anything, just come here." Sun Jingshuo blurted out, embarrassed himself a bit after speaking, and changed the subject, "No trouble, just introduce yourself and show off your painting skills."

After speaking, he had already drawn the registration form. In addition to the blanks to be filled in for the basic information, he also drew a boy with a picture book on his back in the lower right corner.His palms were sweating as he handed it over.The prototype of that boy was Chu Yunshen, with a little modification.

Chu Yunshen took it over and took a look, sat down and began to fill out the form.Seeing that he didn't respond, Sun Jingshuo didn't know whether it was regret or happiness, and sighed in his heart, he was really dazed.

A few minutes later, Chu Yunshen finished writing and handed it to him: "Is this okay?"

Sun Jingshuo glanced at him and smiled: "It's ok." Seeing that Chu Yunshen was still looking at him, he was a little nervous: "What's wrong?"

"What time is Saturday? Where are you going?" Chu Yunshen saw that he hadn't said anything, thinking he had forgotten.

"Seven o'clock in the evening in classroom 206 of the Academy of Art." Sun Jingshuo felt a little unnatural after forgetting such an important matter. After he finished speaking, he was relieved to see that the young man's face was still expressionless.

"Well, thank you." Chu Yunshen said and left with his schoolbag on his back.He doesn't understand the meaning of polite greetings, and he doesn't.People who don't know him will think that he is taciturn and cold, and he never argues, but this senior seems to be a good person.

Moreover, he always has to take that step, and he can't rely on Xi Feng forever, he should work hard himself.

"Yunshen!" Chu Yunshen was walking on the school road, when he heard someone calling him, he looked back and stopped voluntarily.

"Are you going back? I told Ziming that I invited you to visit the club to recruit newcomers." Zhao Liangjun ran up from behind, still with that wine-red hair, very dazzling.He Ziming nodded slightly at him, "Are you still used to it in class?"

"Yeah." Chu Yunshen was not in the same class as them, but it was similar, because he chose the teachers and time for the classes.Zhao Liangjun knew him well, and Chu Yunshen could talk to them.

"How is it? Are you interested in joining the club? I want to go to the Art Association. The president is Sun Jingshuo, a senior in the junior year. He has participated in many painting competitions and won awards. He is super amazing." Zhao Liangjun tried his best to reassure him.

Chu Yunshen automatically ignored the second half of his sentence: "I have already handed in the registration form, haven't you done it?"

"Huh?" Zhao Liangjun looked confused, "Isn't it just starting tonight? We're recruiting new applicants at the plaza tonight. How did you hand it in? Show me the registration form."

"No. Senior Sun gave it to him. I'll return it to him after I finish writing it." Chu Yun looked at him confused, and kindly reminded him, "Senior is still in the computer room, and he drew the registration form by hand. Go over and ask for it."

"Really, really?" Zhao Liangjun heard for the first time that the registration form was hand-painted, "The chairman is so kind, such a large amount of work, he actually painted it by himself, hey, it would be great if I could enter the Artists Association , I heard that the interview is very strict, one side and two sides, if you can't get in even one-"

"What is one side? Is it troublesome?" Chu Yunshen didn't understand. So, didn't the senior directly ask him to go for an interview?He has never participated in club activities, so he doesn't know what the process is like.

When He Ziming explained to him, Chu Yun was at a loss.He Ziming changed the subject: "But maybe the process of the Art Association is different. Since the president asked you to go for an interview, you must have passed the assessment."

Chu Yunshen didn't take it seriously, but He Ziming vaguely guessed what Sun Jingshuo was thinking, and he paid more attention in addition to being surprised.Sun Jingshuo is flattering, but no matter what he does, Chu Yunshen is always polite but alienated. Can two "cold" people spark off?

It felt like the sparks were getting cold before they were polished... "Well, then I'll go back first." Chu Yunshen accepted this explanation and said goodbye to them.Zhao Liangjun shouted from behind: "Yun Shen, see you on Saturday."

Chu Yunshen waved his hands in response.

He Ziming looked at Zhao Liangjun strangely: "There are so many people in the class, why do you like to find Yun Shen?"

"Don't you think?" Zhao Liangjun looked mysterious, "When Yun Shen is aloof and cold, he is so cool, he doesn't care about anyone, and he looks good."

He Ziming turned around and left, the next time he walked with Zhao Liangjun would be mentally handicapped.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter? Don't go so fast."

Xi Feng had just made a pot of tea when Li Churan opened the door and came in: "Doctor Xi, Mr. Lin is looking for you."

"Brother, are you free?" Lin Hechang walked in, seeing him leisurely and leisurely, envious to death, but there is no way, who made him choose this profession.

"Is there something wrong?" Xi Feng didn't immediately agree. The little ancestor had a grade today, and he just sent a message to tell him, and he was going to take someone to celebrate.

"The suspect in the 'gossip murder' case has been arrested." Lin Hechang said helplessly, "But he said he wanted to see you, but he hasn't given the details of the crime yet."

"See me?" Xi Feng was puzzled.

In the interrogation room, Yue Xinxin and Shen Zhan were both inside. When they saw Xi Feng and Lin Hechang coming, they nodded slightly in greeting.Afterwards, Yue Xinshen and the others went out, and Lin Hechang and Xi Feng stayed behind.

Lin Hechang usually looked at Wenwen weak, but he quickly got into the mood when facing work, and looked at the suspect opposite with a slightly cold tone: "Wang Kun, I have invited the person who cracked your tricks, can you explain?"

The man named Wang Kun was about 40 years old, with many silver hairs on his temples, and his eyes pierced like snakes. Then he looked at Xi Feng beside him, "Did you see that?"

"Coincidence." Xi Feng cut to the chase, "Once you become addicted to some things, you can't quit. You will always pursue that state. Do you like blood, or do you like the state of controlling other people's life and death?"

Before waiting for an answer, Xi Feng continued: "You should like blood first. I boldly guess that you should not be able to satisfy you through animals, so you set your mind on people, and the result is getting deeper and deeper. Instead, you enjoy the feeling of being in control." position."

"What about gossip?" Wang Kun seemed to appreciate his deduction, showing a shallow smile.

"It's even easier." Xi Feng got up and took a Rubik's Cube over, quickly turned his fingers, and restored it within 1 minute, "Just like playing a game, this is a hard mode, which needs to be unlocked step by step, with a fixed way of thinking. "

"There is another one," Xi Feng directly disassembled the Rubik's cube, and piled up the fragmented cubes, "easy mode."

Wang Kun smiled: "Why gossip?"

"My day, why is the suspect the same as the uncle?" Shen Zhan in the monitoring room couldn't hold back, "Doctor Xi also has a good temper, let me—"

"How about you? Take a good look." Shen Su said seriously.

Yue Xinshen nodded sharply: "Damn it, Doctor Xi is so handsome, boss, can you tell the director to let Doctor Xi come over to our team, brother He Chang won't mind anyway."

"Wang Kun, don't go too far, brother has already given you the answer you need." Lin Hechang said with a cold face.

Xi Feng was quite leisurely, he suddenly asked: "Have you seen the white jade bowl of Qianlong's filial piety?"

Wang Kun frowned and shook his head.

Xi Feng smiled: "There is a gossip map engraved under it, you seem to understand it very well, why don't you popularize it for me?"

Wang Kun said with a dark face: "Are you mocking me? Those people deserve to die!"

Xi Feng's smile slowly disappeared: "The human brain is the most precise part. Even the best psychologists in the world dare not assert that they have accurately grasped the laws of the brain. But I can be sure that a person with feelings is the same as a machine without feelings. , there is no way to compare it, and it is even more incomparable with a beast driven by desire."

The author has something to say:

No new dungeons, don’t give me new dungeons (shuddering)

Yesterday I said my cousin cp...

I'll write it when I'm done, and it'll be called (Kind Heart)

A good heart is the best law.

There are also those who ask for a family portrait to appear, I... I will also write after the end, write and write, who keeps me busy.

I don’t owe a lot, right? (Supplementary thoughts) If there are comments I like, I will write them down in a small notebook first. After all, I don’t have time to mess with overtime.