Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

At noon the next day, Jian Ze'an went to the first class to look for Cheng Zichen without eating.

In class one, even at noon, most of the students were sitting in the classroom, reading while eating.

Jian Ze'an appeared at the door, and was overwhelmed by the aura of a bully coming towards him. He didn't dare to call Cheng Zichen's name loudly, but took out his mobile phone and sent a V message.

Cheng Zichen came out soon, glanced at the paper bag with the logo in his hand, and his eyes fell back on his face: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"No. I'll eat right away, come over and give this to you first."

Jian Ze'an handed over the bag.

The boy opposite did not answer: "What is this?"

"Gift." Jian Ze'an scratched the back of her head, "That day...cough, I made you angry that day. Besides, I've been relying on your notes and tutoring plans lately. I feel like I'm bothering you, so I want to send you a gift to thank you. "

Cheng Zichen glanced at the logo again: "No need. I misunderstood that day, as for helping you..."

There was a slight smile on the boy's lips, which was gentle and subtle, making his handsome but slightly stern face tender in an instant:

"I do."

Jian Ze'an's eyes flashed by his smile, and he secretly lamented that it was God's preference to talk about the appearance and the inside.

"Your willingness is your business, and I thank you for my business." He grabbed Cheng Zichen's hand with some indisputability, and stuffed the bag into his hand, "It's a very beautiful pen, as soon as I see it I just think it suits you—your hands are so pretty. I bought them specially for you, we are so friendly, don’t give in, didn’t you give me a pair of shoes for my birthday before?”

As far as the price is concerned, it is three or four times that of this pen.

However, the conditions of the two families are good, and they have a small friendship, so they don't care much about the price when they send things to each other.

Naturally, Cheng Zichen refused him not because of the price, but because he felt it was unnecessary.What happened that day was a misunderstanding, so there is no need for an apology, what about making up lessons? Given the relationship between the two, giving gifts is too unfamiliar.

He didn't want to accept it, but after hearing the phrase "I love you when I see it", and the phrase "I bought it for you", he finally took the bag.

Seeing that he accepted it, Jian Ze'an immediately smiled.

When the young man smiled, a small canine tooth appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was a little childish, and his clear and not too secretive eyes were also narrowed, like a cat whose belly was turned over in the afternoon sun.

Cheng Zichen's eyes paused for a moment on his canine teeth, and he smiled.

"I put the bag away and go to lunch?"

Jane Zean nodded.

Cheng Zichen locked the paper bag to the locker outside the classroom: "Let's go."

There were still so many people in the cafeteria, Jian Ze'an was a little unhappy, and wanted to go to the canteen to buy, but was stopped by Cheng Zichen.

"It's not healthy to eat that all the time."

All right, he says what he says.

Jian Ze'an drooped his head and wanted to stand in the crowded line, but Cheng Zichen didn't let him: "Go and find a place to sit, and I'll queue up to buy food."

Looking for a place to sit?

Looking around, there are people in the cafeteria, Wuyang Wuyang is full of heads, where are there vacancies?

His gaze was passing inch by inch from the cafeteria when someone suddenly greeted him:

"Brother An—Jian Ze'an! Come here!"

It is the white fire of their class.

Jian Ze'an breathed a sigh of relief, and squeezed over. It was Bai Huo, Lin Xiao, and two or three boys they had a good relationship with, all from Class [-].But there's only one vacancy.

Jian Ze'an shook his head: "No, we are two people."

Lin Xiao paused with his chopsticks, and looked up at him: "Who else is with me?"

"It's Zichen. He's gone to buy food." Jian Ze'an said, "I'll look for it again."

"Don't look for it, there's no place in the cafeteria right now. - I'll finish eating right away, Brother An, sit here with me." Bai Huo speeded up his meal.

Seeing that his plate was almost clean, Jian Ze'an didn't refuse, "Thank you."

He sat on the empty seat, took out his mobile phone and sent a V message to tell Cheng Zichen where he was and which row he was in.

"Are you still making up lessons with Cheng Zichen?" Lin Xiao asked him suddenly.

"Huh? Yes. But this week, I don't have much time to practice basketball after school. I guess the weekend will be a little harder." Jian Ze'an replied casually.

Lin Xiao was silent for a while, and said: "My cousin is in No. [-] Middle School. Her grades are quite good, but she wants to make another breakthrough. She hired a few tutors and took a few cram schools. The results are very good. Do you want me Ask her for the contact information of the tutor?"

"Thanks, but no need, my brother helped me find a tutor." Jian Ze'an raised her eyes and smiled at him.

"Then you..." Why do you still have to make up lessons with Cheng Zichen?

"Ah? What?" Lin Xiao's voice was low, and the cafeteria was very noisy. Jian Ze'an didn't hear clearly, so he leaned slightly across the table and approached Lin Xiao.

As soon as he moved his body, Lin Xiao looked over at an angle that was just right enough to look in through the collar of his wide short-sleeved school uniform.

Jian Ze'an has a typical thin figure of a young boy with a twitch. A pair of collarbones are delicate and obvious, like a pair of wings ready to fly.There is a small mole on his neck, lining the milky white skin under the clothes that does not see the sun, like a sesame seed on top of cream, adding a three-point pure and lustful color.

Makes one want to taste it.

Lin Xiao watched for a moment.

Jian Ze'an didn't get an answer for a long time, and asked again strangely: "Lin Xiao? What did you just say?"

It's still unique to him, when the word "Lin Xiao" is called, the ending sound is slightly curled, as if it is born with a little intimacy.

Lin Xiao was startled by his call, and hastily withdrew his gaze from staring at the dinner plate: "...it's nothing."

Jian Ze'an felt baffled, so he took another look at him, but didn't see anything, so he had to give up.

After Bai Huo finished his meal, he stood up: "Brother Xiao, Brother An, Chuang Lei, Binzi, I'm going first."

A few people waved their hands unevenly - anyway, I saw them again when I got back to work.Seeing that Bai Huo's seat was vacant, Jian Ze'an wondered how long it would take for Cheng Zichen to finish shopping.

As soon as he stood up and searched for a familiar figure in the crowd, he saw Cheng Zichen walking over from the crowd like Moses with a plate in one hand.

The boy is tall, slender, and has a face that makes people can't help but look at it for an extra three seconds.And at a glance, he recognized that this was the leader of the third lieutenant colonel—the god of learning that even the city's education bureau wanted to hold in the palm of his hand.

The classmates and juniors around him couldn't help looking at him, and Jian Ze'an could hear the noisy discussions:

"This is the god of learning in the second year of high school?"

"Cheng Shen, the IMO gold medalist, has been recommended to P University."

"Not only the IMO, but he also won the national one in Wujing. It is said that if the IPhO time did not collide with the IMO, he would also be selected for the physics national team."

"Is this senior so good? Why does he still come to school after being recommended?"

"That's why he is a god of learning and you are not. The pursuit is different. I heard that he wants to take the No. [-] Scholar Examination, and also wants to participate in the chemical competition."

"..."

But Cheng Zichen walked up to Jian Ze'an as if he didn't hear it, first put down the dinner plates one by one, then nodded to the boys from Class [-] at the same table, with a calm expression on his face.

Those in Class [-] subconsciously showed expressions of awe, and each one of them didn't laugh wantonly like usual, and all of them restrained their expressions and greeted honestly: "Cheng Shen."

The whole table seemed to become quiet in an instant.

In fact, most of the time, scumbags and bullies are not easy to deal with. The latter thinks that the former has no future if he doesn’t study hard, while the former thinks that the latter are just a bunch of good kids who can only read.

But at Cheng Zichen's level, the title of the winner of the International Mathematical Olympiad with full marks hangs on his body. Because the honor is too bright and far away, even a group of students who don't like to study can't say anything like "dead study". From the bottom of my heart, I can feel the feeling of "although I don't understand it at all, but I think it's amazing".

It was Cheng Zichen who had such an aura that the scumbags could only look up to and dare not offend.

Cheng Zichen sat next to Jian Ze'an, where Bai Huo sat just now, and placed a pair of chopsticks on the plate in front of Jian Ze'an: "I bought your favorite braised pork ribs and meat dragon."

Jian Ze'an looked down, but frowned: "...you know I don't like kale."

"The only leaf vegetables are this and cauliflower, and you don't like cauliflower." Cheng Zichen divided the napkins while talking.

"...If you don't like it, you can't let it go."

"You have to eat vegetables." Cheng Zichen reached out and patted the heads of the people around him, "Eat quickly. You practice basketball in the evening, and see if I can find time to give you some questions at noon."

"Oh." Jian Ze'an nodded obediently, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Lin Xiao, who was opposite him, looked silently at the person in front of him, although his expression was not happy, but he still ate the kale, and lowered his eyes:

"I'm done eating, let's go first."

Jian Ze'an swallowed a mouthful of kale, frowned again at the bitter vegetable taste, raised his head and waved to Lin Xiao to show that he heard it.

Holding the dinner plate, Lin Xiao stood there for a second before leaving the table and walking towards the cannibal table.Hong Chuanglei yelled behind him, "Brother Xiao, I've finished eating too, just wait a moment", but he turned a deaf ear and walked straight away.

After basketball practice in the evening, Jian Ze'an asked the driver at home to pick him up.On the way home, he turned on his mobile phone to check Moments, and saw that Cheng Zichen, who hadn't posted a single post for several months, actually posted a new post.

When he saw it, it was a photo.

The boy's slender fingers held a black fountain pen. The light hit the pen, reflecting a ray of sharpness. The golden pen tip was meticulously carved. On the white paper under the pen tip, there was a word that should have just been written, Cheng.The strokes are powerful and have a strong character.

The photo caption is very simple, just three words: I like it very much.

Jian Ze'an didn't even notice, the moment he saw it, the smile spread from the corner of his mouth all the way to the brow.

Many mutual friends have liked the photo below, and some people have left comments.Most of them praised their beautiful pens, some praised their beautiful characters, and... there were also those who praised their beautiful hands.

Several classmates saw the brand and left messages saying local tyrants, but there were also friends who were familiar with Cheng Zichen and Jian Zean who were in the same circle and asked him why he used this model.

Huang Tao: [This brand is practical, but brother, didn't you use Montblanc shotguns before?In terms of feel, this is not comparable, right?Is this one for collection?But the collection value of this brand of pens is not very high. 】

Jian Ze'an couldn't help being startled when he saw it.

"Huang Tao"'s real name is Huang Tao, Cheng Zichen's cousin.

Jian Ze'an sees what he means, Cheng Zichen has some research on fountain pens, and has a brand and series he is used to?

Jian Ze'an knows a lot about good shoes, and because of his father, he is also good at watches, but he really doesn't know much about pens.He opened the browser to check, and quickly found the shotgun fountain pen that Hu Tao said according to the keywords, walnut wood body, 18K gold nib, very delicate design, just looking at it, a kind of extravagance, mother-of-pearl The six-pointed star logo clearly shows that this pen comes from the high-end line.It was almost six times the price of the one he gave away.

At first glance, it has a noble and luxurious temperament.

But Jian Ze'an still felt that the one he gave was better looking.But that's just his aesthetic.

Cheng Zichen still prefers shotgun pens.

Jian Ze'an couldn't help being a little disappointed when he thought about the high probability that the team he gave to the other party would be shelved.But that's normal, he comforted himself that the gift he gave might not completely suit the taste of the recipient, since Cheng Zichen said he liked it... he should be able to use it occasionally, and it's not a waste of his time.

He closed the search browser, reopened V letter, only to find that Cheng Zichen had replied to Huang Tao under the circle of friends.

Cheng Zichen: [So I used a shotgun.I prefer this one now and will mainly use it in the future. 】

Jian Ze'an couldn't help but smile to himself.Sure enough, his taste is very good, and Zichen also likes his gift even more.Brand and scarcity are not everything, the key is that people who use it like it.

He opened the picture again and looked at the boy's slender hand like bone jade in the picture. The pen between his fingers looked extraordinarily elegant.Looking at the handwriting of the other party, it is elegant and restrained, which is exactly the same as Cheng Zichen's own temperament.A sword is given to a hero, and a good pen is to meet the right owner.

Jian Ze'an looked at the photos again and again, happily satisfied with her aesthetics and vision in picking gifts.

The author has something to say: Hey, some little angels said they liked Lin Xiao, some said they liked Xia Heran, and some said they liked Yu Yue.Of course, they must each have their own cuteness, otherwise why should I write about them.But the attack of this article has been decided oh hey, isn't Cheng Shen good?