reverse fall

In the second half of the class, the class was still quiet. Shen Xingmian went down for a stroll, guiding the children to draw a few strokes from time to time, when suddenly someone pulled his pants.

That hand strength didn't feel like a child's, Shen Xingmian waved Cheng Shu's hand off, turned sideways and continued to guide the children, Cheng Shu lazily called him behind him, "Teacher, I also need guidance."

"Wait." Shen Xingmian said coldly, then lowered her head and concentrated on tutoring other children, ignoring him.

Cheng Shu propped his cheeks to look at him, and took a pencil to draw on the paper. When Shen Xingmian finished tutoring all the students, he finally had time to walk up to him, and his drawing just happened to stop.

Shen Xingmian's side face was roughly outlined on the white paper, but when the brushstrokes fell on the facial features, they were meticulous. The tear mole under Shen Xingmian's left eye was properly highlighted. The proportion of the whole painting was harmonious and perfect, and the simple outline highlighted Shen Xingmian's appearance The advantages of being clean and delicate.

Cheng Shu held up the drawing paper in front of Shen Xingmian as if offering a treasure, and raised his chin as if asking for credit, "How about it, I draw well, right?"

The bell for the end of get out of class rang just in time, Shen Xingmian glanced at it lightly, without any other reaction, turned around and left the classroom after leaving a word.

"Very good, you can graduate, let's drop out tomorrow."

After working hard for 10 minutes, Shen Xingmian didn't even take a closer look at it. Cheng Shu felt uncomfortable. He put down the drawing paper and was about to call Xia Mingan to pick him up when Tian Wenke, who was sitting in front, came over suddenly. .

"Wow, brother Cheng Shu, your paintings are so beautiful." Tian Wenke held up the drawing paper and couldn't put it down. He looked here and there, only to realize that Cheng Shu's painting was Shen Xingmian, and he was even more shocked "This is Teacher Shen!"

"En." Cheng Shu replied without interest, Xia Ming'an's number had been dialed out from the phone.

"It looks like a painting! It looks much better than mine..." Tian Wenke looked back and forth as if holding a baby, his eyes almost overflowing with envy, "Can you send me... I Will keep it well!"

"Anything you want, anyway, he doesn't want it." Cheng Shu responded casually, just as the phone was connected, he suddenly realized something, and then turned around and asked, "You said you had painted Mr. Shen before?"

Tian Wenke nodded, "Yes, yes, I even drew a bride for Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen is so pretty, he should have a beautiful girlfriend, but I can't draw well..."

"Then you drew the marriage certificate?" Cheng Shu squinted his eyes, and tapped his finger on the table to confirm again.

Tian Wenke nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, he didn't quite understand Cheng Shu's intention of asking this, and just about to ask "what's the matter", before he could open his mouth, Cheng Shu pinched his cheek.

"Next time you are not allowed to draw a bride for him, you can only draw me next to him, do you hear me?"

Cheng Shu didn't have much strength, but Tian Wenke tilted his head inexplicably, because his face was pulled and his speech was slurred, "Why? You are not his bride."

Cheng Shu picked up Shen Xingmian's sketch and stood on his right, pointing to himself and then to Shen Xingmian's image, "Why don't children have any eyes, with the two of us looking like this, no matter how you look at it, he is my bride, right? "

Tian Wenke rubbed his pinched red cheeks, stared at Cheng Shu thoughtfully for a while, and asked doubtfully, "So boys can also be brides?"

"When you live a few more years, you can see everything."

"It's still wrong, aren't you only seven years old? Mom said such a young child can't get married..." Tian Wenke frowned tangledly, and fell into deep thought, "And dad is older than mom, so wait until you grow up." When you grow up, you should be the bride..."

Cheng Shu can ignore other topics, but once it comes to the principled issue of who will go up and who will go down between him and Shen Xingmian, even if the other party is a child, he has to argue clearly.

"Then your father is taller or your mother is taller?"

"Father is tall." Tian Wenke replied honestly.

"Then who is taller, Teacher Xiao Shen or I?" Afraid that Tian Wen would not be able to imagine it, Cheng Shu stood up on purpose so that he could see it more intuitively.

"You are tall."

"Then who is the bride?"

"..." Tian Wenke was in a mess. This question was too difficult for him, so he didn't make a sound after holding it in for a long time.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." Cheng Shu stuffed the drawing to him, "From now on, just remember that I am his husband, and the marriage certificate is not allowed to draw him a woman, do you hear me?"

"Oh..." Tian Wenke responded, "Got it."

The mobile phone on the table suddenly moved, and Cheng Shu remembered that he was still on the phone, took it over and saw that he hadn't muted it just now, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Cough, Xia Ming'an."

"Yes, Brother Shu." Xia Ming'an's voice obviously contained a smile.

"Come and pick me up in half an hour." Cheng Shu ordered as usual, and after a pause he asked tentatively, "Am I a little stupid just now?"

Xia Mingan almost blurted out the word "huh", but fortunately, the reaction almost stopped, and after deliberating for a while, he found a decent way to say: "Uh... it's a childlike innocence, after all, few people would talk to children nowadays. Makes sense..."

No matter what he heard, Cheng Shu didn't feel that Xia Mingan was praising him. After savoring it carefully, he gritted his teeth and threatened, "Forget about it, if one more person knows, I will never end with you."

"Okay, Brother Shu."

After threatening Xia Ming'an, Cheng Shu dragged Tian Wenke who was about to slip away, and pointed to the painting he had just given him: "I want to slip away after taking the prize, isn't it right?"

"Then, what do you want..."

"Come here." Cheng Shu asked him to come closer, and asked in a low voice, "You little Mr. Shen, what do you usually like to do? Is there any man who came to him? Anyway, tell me everything you know."

"You're suspicious." Tian Wenke glanced at him vigilantly, and nimbly slipped away from Cheng Shu, "I'm going to tell Teacher Xiao Shen."

"Stop, I invite you to drink milk tea, how about you tell me about it?" Seeing his hesitation, Cheng Shu added while the iron was hot, "I invite you to drink whatever you want for a month."

"I don't think you're that suspicious... Shall we go drink now?" Tian Wenke swallowed, "My mother won't be able to pick me up until a while, so it's just right to go now."

Cheng Shu couldn't help laughing, children's world is really naive, a cup of milk tea can easily buy them off, when Shen Xingmian is so easy to deceive, it would be great.

With this thought, Cheng Shu suddenly froze his smile. In the past, Shen Xingmian was as innocent as a child, but he didn't cherish it himself. Now he is suffering from the bitter fruit, no wonder others.

"Why don't you leave? It's not because you want to say nothing..." Tian Wenke tiptoed and tugged at the corner of his clothes, his tone full of worry.

"Tian Wenke, do me a favor." Cheng Shu knelt down and twitched a finger in front of Tian Wenke, "Help me catch Mr. Shen, and I will give you milk tea for a year."

Tian Wenke's eyes were straightened, and he immediately grabbed Cheng Shu's fingers to prevent him from repenting, "Okay, okay! How can I help?"

"From today onwards, I will be your boss. You must follow my command here, can you do it?"

"Understood, boss!"

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