My male god is Xueba

Cheng Yuwei's anger almost disappeared immediately because of his actions and the first sentence, and then he began to feel hot on his face, and finally felt a little like a fever, but he was still not completely convinced, so he insisted and retorted: "Then what if This shows that my position in your heart is higher than theirs, and you should do it for me first."

Xie Mo's smile deepened: "Have you ever seen a guest come to the house and give something to the host instead of giving it to the guest first?"

"..." The temperature on Cheng Yuwei's face rose eight degrees in an instant, and he suppressed his violent heartbeat and said, "Who, who is the master, I am obviously a guest, okay? I am still the most senior guest."

Xie Mo finally laughed out loud, and sighed faintly: "If you are a guest, you will not be able to get your turn. Your parents are at least kind and loving elders, and your fiancée is a beautiful and lovely girl. What about you? What is it?"

"You...you..." Cheng Yuwei was so angry that a Buddha was born in another second. You were stunned for a long time but you didn't say anything. You wanted to pull your hand but was tightly held, "You..."

He looked away bitterly, never wanting to see that face again!

"Okay," Xie Mo squeezed his hand, "You can also participate in the event we are going to hold this Friday. It should be a collaboration between the two of you. You and your fiancée should be in a group, okay?"

"I'm not going!" Cheng Yuwei shouted.

"Do you want your fiancée to be in a group with someone else? If you don't go, I will never make wood carvings for you."

"You..." The only time Cheng Yu really wanted to say that I don't need you to do it, what's so great about broken wood carvings, of course he didn't have the courage to say it in the end.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's sleep for a while." Xie Mo said as he let go of his hand and walked around to the other side of the bed.

In the afternoon, the three of them chatted with Cheng Yuwei's parents for more than an hour. Xie Mo's trip to Cheng's family was successfully concluded. After the afternoon, he and Cheng Yuwei went shopping with Miss Shang, and still bought more than a dozen Putting on clothes, I feel a little exhausted after finally going back to school.

It was his first time to go shopping with a girl, unlike Cheng Yuwei who had experienced many battles. The two stood at the school gate and the latter asked him: "Are you going home now? Should I also go home with you?" Are you going to see grandma?"

"Go," Xie Mo coughed twice, "I'm going home for a break, but the class will continue tonight, is it okay?"

"...No problem." Xueba, you are too dedicated...

The next day, the two of them finished three classes. Xie Mo handed two pieces of paper to Cheng Yuwei: "Look, this is a wood carving drawing for your fiancée."

Cheng Yuwei: "..." Finished the painting in just one night?He glanced at it casually, and said nonchalantly, "You don't need to show me what you drew for her."

Xie Mo suppressed a smile: "She's your fiancee, aren't you curious at all? Take a good look."

Cheng Yuwei held the corners of his lips, and reluctantly picked up the two pieces of paper. He felt more stimulated because the girl was his fiancee, because he was envious and jealous!

There are still two sketches on the picture, one is a Q version and the other is reality. On the Q version, the businessman winks with his long hair fluttering, not to mention how cute his little appearance is. As for the real version... Cheng Yuwei glanced at it and subconsciously raised the painting I want to see more clearly.

"I'll go..." He couldn't help sighing.

The strokes of the characters in the painting are delicate, and the light and shade are appropriate. It can be seen that the painter has extremely high skills, but the point is not here. The point is...the painting is too similar.

Really, the realistic version of the sketch is of course closer to the real person than the Q version. Xie Mo’s Q version of Shang Yiyi can already see the prototype of the character, and this real version of Shang Yiyi is almost like a photo of a real person Copy it! ...

By the way, Cheng Yuwei thought that there is a drawing software that can turn a photo into a sketch version. It is estimated that it will be like this after the Shang Yi photo is sketched on it, or it is far less delicate and vivid than this one.

"Damn," throwing the painting back on the table, he couldn't help but look at the person opposite and said, "You've only seen her a few times and you can draw like this, you..."

He was speechless when he said this, he didn't know what to say next to express his meaning, but it's unbelievable that this person can draw so well within three days of knowing Shang Yiyi!

Xie Mo let out a sigh of relief, sorted out the two pieces of paper and put them away, and looked at him amusedly: "You don't think I'm secretly in love with your fiancée, so take this opportunity to express love to her, I think it's a good move, Really, if I use someone's sketch to chase after her, I'm sure I'll be sure if I chase her, not to mention that I can write love poems, play the violin, and even make wood carvings for her." He said, teasing his bangs, "And what , look, your fiancée is pretty good too, she's beautiful, she's of mixed race, she's lively and cheerful, and she can swim well, if we're together, I don't know how well-suited we are..."

When he said this, Cheng Yuwei really felt that he was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys were about to smoke collectively.

The person in front of him kept looking at his expression with a smile on his face, and then rolled his eyes: "However, it's a pity that your fiancee is still not my type, so I won't chase her either. Don't worry, I will You said I did my best because she is your fiancee."

Cheng Yuwei: "..."

His current feeling is that he is holding back his stomach and can't vent his anger, not to mention how depressed he is.But hey, this seems to be the second time he heard Xie Mo say that a girl is not his type, so what type does he like...

"Okay," Xie Mo stood up, "Then I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

"Oh..." Cheng Yuwei agreed, and suddenly thought of something, he quickly stopped him who had already walked three steps, "Wait a minute, should we continue to learn badminton?"

Xie Mo: "..."

He stopped, turned his head, and still kept a smile on his face, thinking that he would never admit that the reason why he wanted to leave so quickly was because he really didn't want to teach this young master how to play again...

Cheng Yuwei walked to him quickly, and smiled: "Wait a minute, is there something important? If not, continue to teach me."

Xie Mo took a deep breath: "No, let's go."

Cheng Yuwei hadn't played badminton for a few days, so he really wanted to try it out. The racket that Xie Mo lent him last time was still with him, and the two of them went back to the dormitory and took it out.

"Have you practiced in the past few days?" Xie Mo looked at him playfully on the way to the court and said, "Have you had your tee meeting yet?"

Cheng Yuwei thought guiltily that he really didn't have a chance to practice these few days, so he scratched his head and said, "Alright...well, I'll call you to see."

The two came to the place where they practiced the ball last time. Cheng Yuwei thought about the movements Xie Mo taught him and the skills Lin Ran taught him. He threw the ball, swung the racket, and hit the ball—crack!

The ball spun and flew out.

"Hey," Cheng Yuwei immediately became excited, "I hit it!"

Although it was not in the middle of the racket, and the strength was not right, but the net on the edge of the racket finally hit the ball, but it was considered a hit!

Xie Mo nodded and said, "That's right, let's continue practicing."

"it is good!"

So Cheng Yuwei practiced more than 30 times in a row, and finally hit the ball perfectly on the iron net of the court.

He jumped up happily!