The cannon fodder's vest fell off again

Mathematics competition base.

The door of the office was pushed open, the base teacher brought two cups of oolong tea, greeted the leader and left.

Xu Ye sat on the sofa, "Mr. Shen, why are you here today?"

Xu Ye told Shen Heming about it on the day he promised Wang Ping to participate in the competition. He would not participate in the last competition, but he would not leave as soon as he came. He agreed to Wang Ping. Also walk the talk.

Today when the students entered the base, Shen Heming came over to take a look. He should have left a long time ago. The little girl in my family knows about you. I don’t know what to give her for our girl’s birthday next month. The little girl has grown up and is not easy to coax, so I wondered if I can ask you for it since I am here. signature."

Shen Heming took out Xu Ye's painting album from his bag, "Every little girl now has a copy of this painting album. I really didn't expect you to draw it, but it's not easy to buy, ah, really."

For Xu Ye, a signature is just a matter of raising his hand. He will not refuse anyone who asks him. He signed his name on the album, "I will send you a picture album in the future. Of course, if your daughter still wants it .”

"That's great."

The more Shen Heming looked at him, the more he liked the young man in front of him. He was smart and talented. He was so powerful at a young age, and he didn't need to think about it when he grew up to know that he was a talent.

Shen Heming looked at the words Xu Ye signed on the picture album, and smiled from ear to ear, as if his own son was promising, "When I first bought this picture book, the little girl was just following the trend, and she hasn't been doing it for the past two months." I know why, I really like it, and I always say I want to see you, I didn't dare to tell her that I know you."

Xu Ye smiled, "How old is she?"

"Fourteen, go to junior high school."

At such a young age, we should be able to see each other. Xie Zhuo won't even be jealous of children. Xu Ye said, "I'll see you when I have a chance."

Shen Heming stayed for a while longer, besides asking for an autograph, he also wanted to get in touch with him more. Such a smart kid, it would be great if he was in his own family.

After all, it was a competition base, so it was not good for people to see Xu Ye interacting with him for too long. When Shen Heming left, Xu Ye sent him off.

Before leaving the gate of the base, Shen Heming received two WeChat messages.

I took it out and saw that it was from Xie Zhuo.

After clicking on the picture to enlarge it, Shen Heming was stunned.

In order to confirm whether the lack of oxygen is the painter Shen Tian was talking about, Shen Heming found several photos of Xu Ye on Weibo to confirm. Xu Ye in the photos on the Internet is all serious and serious. It was as if he was being forced to shoot.

And the one sent by Xie Zhuo... the one laughing, is this Xu Ye?

Shen Heming was a little unsure about the childish, immature and cheerful smile on his face.

Shen Heming glanced at the calm young man walking beside him, and replied to Xie Zhuo: [Where did you get this photo?How do you know he is hypoxic? 】

As soon as the news was sent out, Xie Zhuo chased after him with a phone call.

Shen Heming remembered to speak before picking up the phone, and immediately asked on the phone: "Is it really him? Is he really hypoxic? Don't lie to me!"

Shen Heming was taken aback by him, "What are you shouting, the person is right next to me, don't make trouble, what's the matter, I'll talk about it when I go back."

"Beside you? Who is next to you? Xu Ye?" Xie Zhuo thought of something, and quickly said, "Give him the phone and let him answer it."

Shen Heming clicked his tongue, "Why are you making such a fuss? Why do people answer your phone?"

Xu Ye looked back at Shen Heming.

Shen Heming said: "It's okay, my nephew, his brain is not very good."

Xu Ye nodded, and said to himself: It turns out that Kochi family also has bad brains. It seems that intelligence is not necessarily inherited.

Xie Zhuo, who is out of his mind, yelled on the phone, "Are you my uncle, who is out of his mind, let him answer the phone, I have something to say to him."

Shen Heming had a headache, "Why do people answer your phone if they don't know you?"

"He told you that he didn't know me?" Xie Zhuo shouted on the phone, "You tell him my name is Xie Zhuo, see if he answers!"

Shen Heming rolled his eyes across the phone, "Stop calling Xie Zhuo, call Xie Naonao! You're so noisy, I'll hang up—"

"What did you say his name was?" Xu Ye suddenly turned around to block Shen Heming.

"Are you asking about my nephew?" Shen Heming was taken aback, "Xie Zhuo."

"..."

Xu Ye moved his lips, wanted to say something but didn't say it.

He glanced at Shen Heming's cell phone, and stretched out his hand, "I'll answer it."

Shen Heming was a little dazed, and gave Xu Ye his phone for some reason.

Xu Ye murmured in his heart that it was impossible, and put the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"Fuck me!"

Xie Zhuo's voice is enough to prove that Mr. Shen's nephew with a bad brain is his boyfriend who just became a regular yesterday. Xu Zhizhi said how such a coincidence happened, and Xie Zhuo was not calm on the phone.

"Xu Xiaoye, your uncle, you fucking lied to me, are you still human, you lied to me for so long, you fucking—"

"Calm down." Xu Ye, who was also not very calm, took a breath silently, trying to stabilize himself in front of Uncle Xie Zhuo without showing timidity.

Shen Heming was still standing here, when Xie Zhuo shouted in a loud voice, Xu Ye felt that he could hear clearly from all over the world.

Shen Heming is old and his ears are not so sharp, he can only hear the people on the phone yelling, but he really can't hear what he is yelling.

Shen Heming looked at Xu Ye curiously, curious that the two of them really knew each other, and that Xu Ye seemed to indulge his naughty nephew.

If someone is famous and famous, why should he put up with Xie Zhuo's bad temper?

"I calm down!" Xie Zhuo went crazy, and continued to call on the other end of the phone, "Why do you tell me to calm down? You have been holding it in for such a fucking long time, let me know now, and then turn off the phone, you want to drive me crazy Come on, I'm going crazy, do you know, where are you so cruel, you already knew, just don't fucking tell me, it's fun to play me, isn't it?"

Xu Ye tried his best to persuade him in a calm tone, "Calm down, or I'll hang up."

"You hang up, you hang up and try—"

Xu Ye took the phone away and pressed hang up.

English base dormitory.

Xie Zhuo looked at the hung up phone, the corners of his mouth twitched, the curse words stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to force it out, "I—fuck, Xu Xiaoye, you're done!"

...

At the gate of the spacious base, Xu Ye looked at the mobile phone in his hand that he had just hung up.

"That—" Shen Heming said.

Xu Ye could guess how many questions he had at the moment, but he hadn't figured out how to answer them, and he wasn't ready to face Uncle Xie Zhuo suddenly.

Before Shen Heming could speak, he handed the phone forward, "Mr. Shen, go slowly."

Xu Ye hurriedly returned the "hot phone" in his hand to Shen Heming. He knew Xie Zhuo too well. Given Xie Zhuo's urination, he would definitely call again in 2 minutes, and he was even more irritable than before, so he didn't dare to answer it.

Just as Shen Heming was about to say something, the phone buzzed.

Then the thing that looked like a black bomb in Xu Ye's hand sang a song...

The word "Xie Zhuo" was shining brightly on the screen, and the profile picture was still a photo of Xie Zhuo himself. The song that could be requisitioned by the aunts in the square at any time and anywhere was like a life-threatening gun of the Seven Devils, strangling many people. wild throat.

Can't pick up.

don't answer...

Before he could think about the reason why he couldn't answer, Shen Heming had already pressed answer and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Xie Zhuo, what on earth are you—"

"Let him answer the phone!" Xie Zhuo gritted his teeth and yelled every word.

The voice was so loud that Xu Ye could hear every word clearly.

Shen Heming glanced at Xu Ye, frowned and scolded, "What's the matter with you, what did you say to others, seeing that you scared people, your face turned pale."

Xie Zhuo laughed dryly, "Hehe, don't worry uncle, he's not that timid, he's just guilty, tell him that your boyfriend's uncle doesn't eat people, don't be afraid."

"What is it?" Shen Heming raised his voice as if he didn't hear clearly, "What is your boyfriend's uncle?"

"...

Xu Ye silently closed his eyes and sighed.

Sure enough, he was still crazy.

Xie Zhuo briefly introduced his boyfriend to his uncle on the phone, and came out of the closet by the way.

Hearing the silence of the other party, Xie Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Can you let your nephew and daughter-in-law answer your nephew's phone now?"

Shen Heming was stunned, staring at Xu Ye in a daze.

what?

Nephew and daughter-in-law?

Who?

Who is whose daughter-in-law?

After a while, Shen Heming found his voice, and asked with a trembling voice, "You, are you in love?"

Xu Ye: "..."

This is really Uncle Xie Zhuo, who is so accurate in grasping the key points at critical moments.

Xie Zhuo said: "The birthday I celebrated yesterday is not considered a puppy love, and I am a legitimate date."

Shen Heming's mind was buzzing.

He looked at Xu Ye, and slowly found the end with countless clues in his mind, but the end was not Xie Zhuo, but Shen Tian.

More than a month ago, Shen Tian saw a painting on the Internet, and then began to study Gu Jiu in depth. Gu Jiu's photos and news about him are what I see most on the Internet.

She even took Gu Jiu's photo and asked him who was handsome, Gu Jiu or Xie Zhuo. At that time, Shen Heming laughed at her and asked him if he liked such boys.

Shen Heming clearly remembered that the little girl smiled at him with a weird expression and said: It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, what matters is that my brother likes it.

At that time, Shen Heming sighed, "It's none of your business." Only now did he realize that it really had none of his business.

But what he didn't understand was, how did Shen Tian know about this? During the Chinese New Year, she and Xie Zhuo met only twice, and Xie Zhuo would tell a little girl about it?

Xie Zhuo was so angry that he felt a little impulsive after speaking.

He was not there, and the person facing Shen Heming was Xu Ye. What if Shen Heming was dissatisfied or unwilling, he couldn't leave the pressure of coming out with his family to Xu Ye alone.

Xie Zhuo's voice brought back Shen Heming's mind, "Then what, uncle, don't make things difficult for him, he is timid, don't scare him, I will tell you about this later, or you can ask my mother OK, she knows."

... You said just now that he was bold.

Shen Heming twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Xu Ye in shock, "Your mother, does your mother know?"

Xu Ye lowered his head.

He already guessed what Xie Zhuo said.

Shen Heming didn't make it difficult for Xu Ye, but when he left, he watched Xu Ye hesitate to speak for several times, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

What the fuck is this called?

How could such a nice young man be overwhelmed by their pigs!

A week later, Xu Ye, who had lost contact with him, returned to school. When Wang Ping heard that he didn't get his grades, he stopped talking to him.

What to say, it must be intentional. He said that he had a sore throat and did not take the oral test in the English competition. Zhang Xin has been talking about it for several days. He thought the math competition would be spared, but the result, hehe.

I heard that Xie Zhuo won the No. 1 English competition after passing five levels, and will be back tomorrow.

Xu Ye sent Xie Zhuo a WeChat message, but Xie Zhuo didn't reply, Xu Ye didn't know if he didn't want to reply or didn't see it.

Not in the mood for class, Xu Ye went back to the attic to take a nap, woke up and ordered some takeaway, and it was already dark after eating.

Xu Ye logged into the live broadcast room, and the bullet screens in the live broadcast room were full of questions, "Did the master confess his love?" "Did the confession succeed?" "Has the master already left the single?"

Host: "Well, confessed, succeeded, got out of singles, and fell in love early."

Watching a row of congratulations on the screen.

Xu Ye said again, "Maybe I'm going to lose my relationship soon."

A row of [? ? ? 】

【XZ enters the live broadcast room】

[XZ rewards the anchor Xiaoxin x520]

[XZ rewards the anchor's eternal love]

[XZ rewards the anchor True Love Meteor]

[XZ rewards the anchor Xiaoxin x1314]

Biscuit Box: [Dig the groove, what's going on? 】

The pendant of the great god: [Am I blind? How dare this boss appear here? 】

The nail house in the live broadcast room: [ cheating. 】

Mango Ice: [I seem to see a scumbag, look at that 520, pinpin that 1314. 】

Inconsequential: [There is also the eternal love and true love Meteor, what kind of rogue is this! 】

The little painter's true fan: [Here, why did our chocolate come here to sprinkle dog food? What's the situation, is the little painter unable to lift the knife or the chocolate is a little floating? 】

Host: "Thank you XZ for the reward, long time no see."

XZ: 【Long time no see, miss me? 】

Reading a novel while riding a donkey: [Listen to the tone of this scumbag. 】

Cheesecake: [My little painter is going to be green, I'm going to sue! 】

Seeing himself greening himself, Xu Ye didn't know how to clean up the situation. He gave a vague hum, and no one except Xie Zhuo could hear that it was his answer to his question if he missed him.

Xu Ye asked, "Are you doing the quizzes?"

XZ: 【No, I'm very tired. I'm here to ask for advice. What should I do if my boyfriend cheated on me? Should I beat him up, or use some other method to punish him. 】

Xu Ye's eyelids trembled, and he saw that the screen had already begun to give him advice.

Obediently: 【Kiss him, of course. 】

Mei Muzi: [The little painter is so cute, how could he hit him, of course he was thrown at him, um, he. 】

Lunch box: [Kiss him, kiss him hard, until he says he dare not. 】

Black garbage bag: [When you kiss, you have to record a video, and then post it on Weibo, so that he can learn from it. 】

Twitter: [Hahaha, the sisters upstairs are so friendly. 】

Xu Ye sighed, "Okay, don't talk about it, the live broadcast room should be blocked in a while."

XZ: [[smile][smile][smile]]

Xu Ye hadn't understood what the three smiles meant when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

Xu Ye walked over to open the door. The moment the door opened, he saw a figure approaching. The sound of closing the door sounded. Xu Ye was pressed against the door. The other party smiled evilly, "Hi, baby."

——Kiss him, kiss him hard, until he says he doesn't dare anymore.

These words are all in Xu Ye's mind.

Like a mad dog, Xie Zhuo gnawed on his lips, tongue, cheeks, and chin.

The moment Xu Ye stretched out his hand, he was startled, "Don't, the phone is still on—"

Who cares, Xie Zhuo ignored him.

——When you kiss, you have to record a video, and then post it on Weibo, so that he can learn from it.

Xu Ye felt that this year's fans couldn't afford it anymore.

Xie Zhuo held Xu Ye's earlobe and whispered, "Hush, hold back, don't make any noise, or your fans will hear you."

"you--"

Xie Zhuo's lips stuck to his ears all the way down, neck, collarbone, and then came back to kiss his lips, entangled with the tip of his tongue not allowing him to hide.

"Hmm—" The sobs were sealed in the throat, the panting of the two was digested by the other, no one could be seen on the screen, and only some small friction sounds could be heard when the voice was turned up to the maximum.

On the screen—

[What about people, what about great gods? 】

[Who knocked on the door just now, has the Great God been kidnapped? 】

[I seemed to hear a baby just now, and then why did the person disappear, what happened? 】

[God, please speak up. 】

[I seem to hear a voice, an indescribable "um". 】

[Mom, if I don't come out again, I'll make up my mind. 】

The live broadcast was still going on, Xu Ye bit his lip and didn't dare to make a sound. It didn't take too long to end all this under the multiple stimuli, it was too scary, as if tens of thousands of people were watching the scene, if it wasn't for his mental quality. , Xu Ye felt that the psychological shadow alone could affect him for the rest of his life.

Afterwards, Xu Ye leaned against the door with his head up, looking at Xie Zhuo with a smirk on his blushing face.

Xie Zhuo looked at the things in his hand and raised his eyebrows at Xu Ye, "You're so good."

Xu Ye blushed and pushed him, "Go and wash your hands."

Xie Zhuo kissed Xu Ye's biting red lips, helped him pull up his pants with one hand, and patted his ass, "Go and explain to your fans."

In the camera, a person in black slacks and a jacket flashed by, and then the anchor sat down.

What is certain is that there is another person, and this person is a man.

The screen was frantically swiping, everyone was asking "Who was that person just now" and "What were you doing just now".

Xu Ye was glad that he didn't show his face during the live broadcast. His whole head was still hot at the moment, and he could guess what he did just now without asking.

He pretended not to see those explicit questions, "Here comes a kid."

Xie Zhuo came out after washing his hands and heard this sentence, walked over and rubbed Xu Ye's head, "Who is a child, I am older than you, you are the child."

Xie Zhuo pulled a stool and sat next to Xu Ye.

There was another wave of excitement in the barrage.

It wasn't the first time Xie Zhuo watched him live, but it was the first time he watched it from this angle.

Xie Zhuo was curious about many things, such as wanting to see him doing quiz questions in front of him, and wanting to see him drawing cartoons in front of his eyes, but none of these could compare to the fact that the person in front of him was hypoxic, which he envied and envied.

"Where is your painting, show me."

Xu Ye took out the comics he had drawn before from the drawer, and piled them up one by one to form a small stack.

"You're really good." Xie Zhuo didn't know what to say.

Xu Ye couldn't help laughing when he saw that he wanted to be angry but couldn't, Xie Zhuo hooked his neck and pretended to be fierce, "You still dare to laugh?"

God knows how he lives alone these days.

Angry, complacent, proud, depressed, countless emotions take turns to replace him, he is almost choking into a split personality!

But none of these emotions could compare to his urgency to see Xu Ye after the plane landed.

His heart was about to burst, he wanted to see him so much, he wanted to see his boyfriend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

A row of【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh】

Xu Ye quickly pushed away his hand, "Take it aside and look at it."

"No, I'll just sit here."

Fafa: 【Don't go, just sit here. 】

Social phobia: [Don't go, don't go, the boyfriend of the great god raised the camera up. 】

Seeing this barrage, Xie Zhuo pointed to his phone and said, "They asked me to look up the camera."

Xie Zhuo was very interested. I don't know how they would react when they knew that the person behind the camera was Xu Ye. They should be scared to death, just like he was at the English competition base.

"Fart." Xu Ye pressed down his hand, afraid that he would lift the phone in a fit, "Don't make trouble."

Xu Ye looked at Xie Zhuo dangerously.

"I didn't make trouble." Xie Zhuo clicked his tongue and rubbed his stomach, "I just got off the plane, haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry, you don't even know how to care about me."

toni: [Hahahaha, is the boyfriend of the great god acting like a baby? 】

Xie Zhuo replied: "Yeah, acting like a baby, a straight steel man who doesn't know how to hurt people."

Cappuccino: [All bent into mosquito coils and straight steel man, I want to publish "How Steel Bends"]

Xu Ye looked at the time, it was past nine o'clock, and he asked Xie Zhuo, "What do you want to eat, can I order you takeaway?"

Xie Zhuo propped his head to look at him, and shook his head with a smile, "Don't take out, but eat noodles, eat your noodles."

Xu Ye glanced at the camera, he seemed to know why Xie Zhuo was flirting, this guy loves to flirt in front of others, now there are nearly 10 people watching outside the screen, but it's enough for him to show off.

Xie Zhuo hadn't asked for noodles for a long time. Xu Ye glanced at the live broadcast room, a little embarrassed, "I just opened it not long ago, and I can't download it now. What should I do if I leave the live broadcast? Or—"

Xu Ye wanted to say, why don't you make do with a takeaway first?

As a result, Xie Zhuo volunteered, opened his eyes immediately, raised his hand and said, "I'll live broadcast for you, brush up questions or chat, I can do it all, and I promise not to lose fans."

"..."

let you chat?At this?

Forget it, who dares to let you chat, you have to raise the camera while chatting.

Just as Xu Ye was about to open the quizzing software, Xie Zhuo suddenly pressed his hand and gave him an idea, "Why don't you do a face-to-face live broadcast for them, and use it as a fan benefit."

Just came back from the competition, Xie Zhuo didn't want to do the questions at all, and he didn't want to be in the same room with Xu Ye.

There was approval from the screen.

Xu Ye looked at him for a while, then compromised helplessly, "Hold your phone, don't take pictures of my face."

"I know, I know, I can only see your handsome face."

The author has something to say: The door of my house is always open, come back soon after the wave~ get ready, sing!

感谢在2020-09-2012:54:56~2020-09-2113:38:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 2 Jiangjiang sauce;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Lingchenfeng; 10 bottles of Yueyunxuan; 5 bottles of Peng Jiabo's girlfriend and blank; 1 bottle of fctsa;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!