When the storm took the script

Sheng Junqian found someone following him in the taxi.

A Hummer followed the taxi, and the wilderness cheetah showed the temperament of a grassland sheep, hiding all the way. Sheng Junqian looked anxious for him, but he didn't feel malicious, so he didn't call the police. This is on WeChat Shang and Zhao Duan reported.

The driver turned around and asked, "Student, University A is here, is the south gate or the north gate?"

"Beimen, thank you." Sheng Junqian put his phone away and asked the driver to stop at the bustling North Gate.

After getting out of the car, I saw Zhao Jingcheng.

Zhao Jingcheng stared at him sullenly.

Sheng Junqian glanced at him, didn't intend to pay attention, and walked straight to the school gate, but was blocked.

"Come with me." Zhao Jingcheng said to him in a low voice, "otherwise the whole school will know about your being adopted."

Sheng Junqian had nothing to do to attack the inexplicable self-esteem, he believed in his heart that Zhao Duan would solve these things completely, but he didn't guarantee that Zhao Jingcheng, a fool, could do anything, so he said: "Go over there, this way There are too many people, and the influence is not good.”

Sheng Jun moved out of the north gate, took a detour, and walked into a remote alley, next to a bar street, there were many people at night, except for a few drunks in the morning, few people passed by.

He adjusted his glasses and looked at him in his pocket, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Jingcheng was furious when he came out of Zhao Duan's villa last night, and rushed to the bar opened by his friends.

Come in and fuck.

He went to work the day before, and the iceberg, which was said to be difficult to tame, was almost played to death by him on the bed.

The boss can't stand it any longer, so give him an idea, what can Zhao Duan see in a student?

Isn't it just that he looks good, is a chick, and is patient.

You find a group of hooligans, scratch his face, take turns, and take some pictures.It’s okay to be angry when you’re in a good mood, but if you’re still angry, now that you’ve got the photo, isn’t this person what you want to do?

To put it bluntly, Zhao Jingcheng was a coward, but he was not good at the front, but he quickly adapted to these disgusting and vicious methods, so he immediately used the methods to call a group of hooligans, and came to ask Sheng Jun to move out early in the morning.

He hid his back tricks, and he was not so angry with Sheng Junqian. Instead, he felt more pity, and asked with a sneer, "When did you have sex with Zhao Duan?"

"Not long, just yesterday." Sheng Junqian said lazily without even looking at him, "But I have been interested in him for a long time."

Zhao Jingcheng gritted his teeth: "Since the day I asked you out for dinner?"

Sheng Junqian chuckled and corrected him: "The day before. Thank you for your connection."

At this moment, some things that Zhao Jingcheng thought were unbelievable before were all explained.

What a shit substitute contract.

Sheng Junqian clearly wanted to step on him and get close to Zhao Duan, so he said why he followed him without saying a word.

Is he really dead?

Now even if Sheng Junqian died on the spot, Zhao Jingcheng's anger would not be appeased. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You fucking planned it? You were the one who hit me that night, right?"

Sheng Junqian glanced at the watch on his wrist, ignored him, and walked straight out.

Zhao Jingcheng came prepared, but he didn't wait for the gangsters. Seeing that he was about to leave, he took out a saber from his pocket angrily.

Sheng Junqian put his hands in his pockets, raised his legs and kicked the knife away, and by the way kicked him in the lower abdomen, so easy that even he found it inconceivable.

Anyway, he is also someone who has mixed with Zhao Duan, so he is too weak.

Zhao Jingcheng was thrown against the wall and couldn't stand up for a long time, clutching his chest in embarrassment: "Sheng Junqian, you fucking wait!"

"Zhao Jingcheng, it's time for weaning, do you think children are fighting?" Sheng Junqian sneered.

Just as he was about to leave like this, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that this person was unwilling to give up, and was about to slap him on the back of the head with a brick.

Sheng Junqian bent down to dodge, quickly turned to Zhao Jingcheng's back and kicked him to the ground, picked up the empty wine bottle on the ground and smashed it, holding the bottle mouth with his white gloved hand, the sharp glass tip straightened Straight into Zhao Jingcheng's pupils: "Didn't I tell you that day? There are so many people who like Zhao Duan, do you deserve it?"

"You fucking..."

It’s true that Zhao Jingcheng grew up with Zhao Duan, but he was the youngest in the group. No one asked him to do this job. He was afraid that he would spoil the flowers of the motherland. A group of brothers raised money to let him go to the best high school. He also lived up to expectations, was admitted to a good university, and then sat in an office. In the past few years, he has been addicted to alcohol and sex, not to mention working out, and even going upstairs is panting.

In terms of fighting, Sheng Junqian would definitely not be able to beat Zhao Duan, who was trained with real guns and ammunition, but he was more than enough to deal with a weakling like Zhao Jingcheng.

Sheng Junqian took off his gloves slowly, took out his mobile phone, and found that Zhao Duan finally replied to his message. There were dozens of messages and several call records sandwiched between them. His heart softened, and he replied with a smile: It's okay.

Turning around, he found a row of black suits blocking the road, and behind him was the Hummer that followed him all the way.

Sheng Junqian: "..."

Pretending to overturn the car, is it too late to ask Zhao Duan for help?

"sister in law!"

"Brother and sister!"

In the sluggishness, suddenly there were several loud voices like a bell, and Sheng Junqian felt that he might have misunderstood.

"You are?"

This group of people are all rough people, even if they live a good life with Zhao Duan afterwards, they are full of awe for University A, the highest institution, and restrained Sheng Junqian a lot.

The black suit wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he retracted and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hey, it's not that Brother Zhao is worried that you will be troubled by this grandson, so he specially asked us to follow you."

The other was afraid that he would feel scared, so he said: "Don't blame Brother Zhao, it's our fault for following you, so don't get angry with him."

"It's okay, I know."

As long as Sheng Junqian is willing to socialize, no one can refuse his overtures with that face. Sure enough, within 5 minutes, he became friends with these brothers, and he gave Zhao Duan a lot of face. That's called sincerity.

After standing and chatting for a while, he realized how disgusting Zhao Jingcheng was, and regretted that he didn't find a non-lethal place to insert the beer bottle just now.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhao is just overly nervous. Just what my sister-in-law said just now, those bastards are not enough to deliver food to him."

"That's right, eh, sister-in-law, according to me, Zhao Jingcheng's grandson, you should give him a ladle. If he dies, Brother Zhao will throw your body into the river to feed the fish. You will never be found."

The good student Sheng Junqian was not sensitive to this, but he was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that Zhao Jingcheng followed Zhao Duan since he was a child, so he should have a good relationship with these people, but saying "grandson" and "bastard" sounds like a long-standing grudge.

He opened his mouth to ask, and the brothers didn't hide it from her.

Zhao Jingcheng's own father was also a gangster, and died in a fight. These brothers all regarded Zhao Jingcheng as their son, especially Zhao Duan.

At that time, they didn't have any skills, so they lived frugally for Zhao Jingcheng to go to the best junior high school and high school. Zhao Jingcheng was able to live up to his expectations. He got into a good university and entered a different circle. He just felt ashamed when facing these rough people. .

Everyone could see the contempt in Zhao Jingcheng's eyes, and only Zhao Duan, a fool, didn't know that he was full of longing for university since he was a child, and he was happier than anyone else after his younger brother was admitted to university.

One time when he passed by Zhao Jingcheng's city on business, he bought a new suit specially, and carried two big bags of hard food from the restaurant in his hand. Thinking that Zhao Jingcheng was busy with his studies, he might not have time to go out to eat with him, so he made do in the cafeteria He is also very happy.

Zhao Duan called in advance, Zhao Jingcheng changed his tone when he heard that he was coming, and told Zhao Duan to go back on the grounds that he had to study hard for the exam.

At that time, Zhao Duan was just a little lost.

Later, I thought I would come here, so I went for a walk by myself, but I didn't expect to meet Zhao Jingcheng within a few minutes of leaving.

He almost didn't recognize him at the time, whether in terms of clothes or temperament, Zhao Jingcheng looked like a rustic old hat like him.

Zhao Duan didn't dare to admit it, and Zhao Jingcheng also turned his head and didn't speak.

The distance between the two is only a meter.

Zhao Duan heard his friends say: "Now there are still uniforms for food delivery?"

The other said: "It's from the country, it's not so rich, but this face is really good-looking."

Not only did Zhao Jingcheng not explain, but in order to clear up his relationship with Zhao Duan, he even joked with them.

The always impulsive Zhao Duan didn't make trouble, he just felt that he was a big idiot for wearing a suit on a hot day.

One of the sons in Zhao Jingcheng's group was also gay. Seeing that Zhao Duan was good-looking, he wanted to tease him, so he took a card and stuffed it frivolously into Zhao Duan's neckline, and even reached out to touch his ass.

Zhao Duan and Zhao Jingcheng looked at each other.

Zhao Jingchen's eyes were full of pleading, let him endure it.

Sheng Junqian asked, "Has he endured it?"

"No, brother Zhao pinned all the soup and water in his hand to those people's heads. He was detained in the police for a day, and he never went to the university after that."

After finishing speaking, the brother sighed: "We really didn't expect him to find a college student. No, it seems to be better than Zhao Jingcheng. What kind of graduate student is he, and he looks so superb."

"That's right, Brother Zhao should find someone who is good-natured and soft-spoken. You can't live without him. All cultural people are high-spirited. How about being rich? People really don't like you."

It's not that everyone is brainless. A few of them took a look at Sheng Junqian and hurriedly made amends:

"Cultural people are not all white-eyed wolf like Zhao Jingcheng. Didn't Lao Zhao be rescued by a couple when he was a child? Both of them are also high-achieving students, and they said they would adopt him. Later, Lao Zhao listened to the fortune-telling blind man. Nonsense, saying that he and the child of the couple's family were killed, he believed this fucking idiot, and ran away without saying hello."

Sheng Junqian felt inexplicably sad when he thought of Zhao Duan's stupid look at that time.

Believe it or not, believe it or not, but believe it very quickly.

He looked at the time and found that he was already half an hour late, so he decided not to be in a hurry, and said goodbye to the group of people after saying a few words: "Thank you very much for today, brother Zhao and I will treat you to dinner tonight?"

The brothers wanted to nod, but when they remembered Zhao Duan's instructions, they all refused.

Sheng Junqian smiled: "I'll go and tell him that Brother Zhao has made a decision, and we must let all the brothers know." After speaking, he and everyone added WeChat, and also set up a "Brothers and Family" group by the way .

As soon as these brothers left, Zhao Duan called.

Sheng Junqian smiled at the corner of his mouth, suddenly thinking of this fool, he connected the phone, without concealing his friendship at all, his voice was hoarse, and the magnetic voice deliberately seduced people: "I miss you."

Zhao Duan learned what happened today from his brother, and the words he had prepared for a basket were all stuck in his throat, and he was taken aback before replying "um".

Later, fearing that Sheng Junqian would feel cold, he hurriedly replied, "I miss you too, I miss you so much." It sounded more pure and shy than usual.

The two were silent for a while.

Sheng Junqian chuckled, with some lingering thoughts: "I want to see you."

Zhao Duan was about to ascend to heaven with joy, and got up from the bed, "I'll go find you now."

"No." Sheng Junqian said: "I still have class this morning, can you make a meal and send it to me?"

Zhao Duan nodded immediately.

Sheng Junqian said again: "The food in the cafeteria is not good, but your cooking is delicious."

Zhao Duan's tail was up to the sky: "That's right! I learned it specially from the master. It's a real skill. Although I don't know anything about experiments, you can call me Brother Sheng when it comes to cooking."

"Brother." Sheng Junqian had already walked to the door of the classroom. He was late anyway, so he simply stood under the tree to tease him, "Will you wear my clothes when you come today? I want everyone in the school to know that you are my boy." friend."

From the first sentence brother, Zhao Duan couldn't help but wanted to take off.

After the second sentence, Zhao Duan had already broken through the ceiling and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

He blushed with disbelief: Didn't Sheng Junqian study medicine?Why are you so flirtatious...

At noon, Sheng Junqian was caught by the class teacher as a coolie because he was late, and went to teach an elective course for the sophomore year. The teacher in the class had an accident, and now the students were already waiting in the classroom.

Sheng Junqian really couldn't refuse the stalking and cuteness of a strong man, so he reluctantly agreed.

This class was a big class, and it would last until 12:[-], which caused Sheng Junqian to be still in class when Zhao Duan came to the door of the classroom with a lunch box.

He was wearing a black mask, Sheng Junqian's turtleneck sweater, blue and white plaid long coat, and a silver chain hanging around his neck. He was slender and handsome, and looked very youthful. It was not against a group of college students. harmony.

Sheng Junqian is a well-known male god in the medical school, he is a master of academics, but most people only hear his name and don't see him. In addition to what happened on the New Year's Day party, his popularity is beyond A. Than some third-tier starlets.

As soon as Sheng Junqian stepped into the classroom, the students who were immersed in playing with their mobile phones couldn't help but shouted. Many people quickly called friends in the group, resulting in elective courses that could be avoided within half an hour of class. One after another, people came in from the back door to listen.

Sheng Junqian was not angry, and didn't even change his expression. He followed the syllabus expressionlessly throughout the whole process, his voice was slightly cold, and his demeanor was cold, but it did not prevent the group of people in the audience from being nympho to him.

Zhao Duan looked at the little bastard Ruan Ruan called his brother being coveted by so many people, and snorted coldly, but his eyes seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't move away from the tall and straight figure in the center of everyone's eyes.

He was staring greedily and nympho, and caught off guard, Zhao Duan and Sheng Junqian met cold eyes.

Yin Hong spread from the tips of his ears to his neck in an instant. Fortunately, there were layers of woolen scarves blocking it, otherwise everyone would have noticed his embarrassment.

Zhao Duan relied on Sheng Junqian's inability to treat him like this, so he made a face at him through the glass.

Sheng Junqian's voice paused for a moment, and he continued speaking quickly and steadily.

Zhao Duan straightened his arms again and gave him a big heart.

Sheng Junqian was unmoved at all, as if he saw a lump of air and skipped it.

Zhao Duan put down his arms a little disappointed, and kicked the wall one after another, when he heard Sheng Junqian's voice from inside: "This question is about this knowledge point, and now I will ask a student to solve it. "

Even though he had only been in school for a few years, Zhao Duan still suffered from "call-call PTSD" for a second, and instantly straightened up nervously.

But he soon relaxed, cursing himself inwardly if he was really stupid, and by the way, he followed Sheng Junqian's gaze with great interest, feeling sour and jealous of who was lucky enough to be spotted by him.

"Then the classmate outside the window will answer this question."

Everyone looked out the window in unison.

Zhao Duan stood at attention, pointed at himself in disbelief, then shook his hand, don't mess with me, don't mess with me...

Sheng Junqian narrowed his eyes, lifted the frame of the mirror, and said in a serious voice, "Student, it's been half an hour since class, why don't you come in quickly."

Zhao Duan pretended not to hear, and slowly moved back, trying to get out of Sheng Junqian's sight.

But his serious and low voice came from beside his ear: "If you don't come in, do you want me to go out to invite you?"

Zhao Duan was really afraid that he would come out on purpose and drag him in, so he carried the lunch box, buried most of his flushed face in the scarf, and moved into the classroom pitifully and aggrieved step by step.

The students had never seen Sheng Junqian get angry, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. They stopped swiping their phones and didn't dare to take pictures. They all stared blankly at the poor student who was caught.

It's a bit strange, but it's because she was attracted by Senior Sheng's beauty...

Pitiful.

"come over."

Sheng Junqian's facial features were stern, and he tapped on the edge of the table, his tone was obviously commanding, but his tone was full of tenderness and indulgence.

Zhao Duan moved over like a turtle.

Sheng Junqian stood on the podium, condescending, and stared at him: "Do you know that I'm late?"

"I know, I know." Zhao Duan really didn't understand where a high-cold abstinence department came from so many bad tastes, he lowered his head a little in the public, bit his lips and said, "Sorry, old, teacher, next time Not anymore."

Sheng Junqian was very satisfied with his answer, with a smile on his face: "What is this classmate's student number?"

How the fuck do I know?

Zhao Duan turned his back to the whole class, and gave Sheng Junqian a hard look. His eyes were not healed yet, and the corners of his eyes turned red, but it looked like a bullied scumbag was seducing the teacher.

Sheng Junqian swallowed his saliva, turned his head and stopped looking at him, but said to the whole class: "Does any of you know this classmate?"

At this time, several girls had already reacted. She pinched her middle with one hand and clenched the other into a fist, trying to restrain her urge to shout:

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Isn't this the little wife you dragged away from marriage that night! ! !

Are you so good at playing? ? ?

Sheng Junqian smiled slyly at Zhao Duan, "It seems that no one knows it? Could it be that students from outside the school have mixed in? Then I have to take a good look."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hook Zhao Duan's mask.

Zhao Duan hurriedly grabbed his hand and begged for mercy: "Come on, don't pull it, you will be recognized."

"Okay." Sheng Junqian admired his panic-stricken cuteness enough, and said mercifully, "Then you answer this question and I will let you go down."

Zhao Duan's embarrassment has become the norm, so he simply dragged Teacher Sheng to act coquettishly in a low voice: "Jane, keep it simple..."

"Cough." Sheng Junqian held back the smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the lunch box in his hand solemnly: "What are you holding?"

Zhao Duan was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect to think of something so simple: "Lunch."

Sheng Junqian asked again, "Who is it for?"

just know...

Zhao Duan whimpered in his heart, his ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and he whispered, "Boyfriend."

Sheng Junqian smiled even more, and continued to ask: "Who is the boyfriend? Is it from our class?"

Zhao Duan didn't know whether to nod or not for a moment, afraid that he would continue to ask, so he grabbed the corner of his clothes, gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Enough!"

Sheng Junqian shifted his gaze to the whole class, covered his overflowing smile with a fist with one hand, and said seriously: "Do you not let your boyfriend know in class? I will count down three times. If no one claims this classmate, I will It will be confiscated."

Most of the students don't know anything, and we dare not say or ask.

The remaining one-third of the students are full of lovelessness, why is the high-cold male god so coquettish?

The last group of people couldn't breathe well, their whole body twitched, pinched the middle of the crowd, and shouted hoarsely in the last voice: "Hurry up, get married soon... I moved the Civil Affairs Bureau for you!"

Seeing that Zhao Duan was really ashamed, Sheng Junqian finally let him go, and patted him on the shoulder solemnly: "Three seconds are up."

"You. I confiscated it. Remember to go to the office with me after class."

Zhao Duan didn't even know how he got down from the podium. He sat in the corner of the classroom in a cloud of mist, his cheeks were flushed the whole time, and he didn't dare to look up at Sheng Junqian, for fear that he would have endless mischievous jokes. Point yourself up to answer the question.

Fortunately, Sheng Junqian is still a professional substitute teacher, and after bullying Zhao Duan once, he did not continue to use power for personal gain.

When Zhao Duan looked up, he could see his handsome boyfriend who was shining brightly. He listened to his lectures that he couldn't even understand the name. Everything was wonderful, except for the group of girls around:

"You're Senior Sheng's boyfriend, right?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"You are so cute! You can also cook, what a good family! Senior Sheng is really good at it!"

"Can you help me get Senior Sheng's autograph?" The girl blushed when she saw him, her guts grew instantly, ahhh!I miss Senior Lusheng!

She tried her best not to look so wretched, showed a ladylike smile, and handed over her notebook, "Your book is fine too. As long as you sign it, Senior Sheng will definitely sign it!"

Zhao Duan has signed countless times, and this is the first time he has signed in one heart.

He didn't use a specially designed signature, but his original font.

While writing, his palms were sweaty, and he felt that Sheng Junqian might not come over. After all, he was in class, and the two of them were so far away, he definitely couldn't see it.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little bit lost, this is signing in love... Isn't that what marriage is like?

Zhao Duan was not depressed for 2 minutes, Sheng Junqian walked over while letting everyone discuss a question, and he pinched the back of Zhao Duan's neck while others were not paying attention.

"what are you doing?"

The girl handed over the notebook, feeling like she was about to faint from excitement.

Sheng Junqian picked up the pen and asked Zhao Duan, "Where is it written?"

Zhao Duan tapped a position lightly.

Sheng Junqian stuffed the pen into Zhao Duan's hand, encircled him from behind, wrapped him in his arms, took off his gloves on purpose, held his hand, and wrote his love stroke by stroke. name.

Zhao Duan didn't know what he wrote at all, his back was pressed against his hot chest, whether it was his hands or his heart, they were all beating because of the man in front of him.

After Sheng Junqian finished writing, he put on his gloves again and whispered in his ear, "Your writing is so ugly."

Zhao Duan poked the table with a pen, his eyes sparkled: "Then go back and teach me."

Sheng Junqian patted his forehead, "Okay."

Zhao Duan was going to be blown away by him, and he didn't dare to move if someone asked him to sign after that, for fear that Sheng Junqian would really not be able to bear such an outburst again.

The girl next to me is yelling in the large group and small group forums, I am dead, and it is another day of crying for other people's love, woo woo woo woo, it turns out that good men belong to men! ! !

forum:

1L: Zhao Duan?

5L: Is it the CEO of Star Entertainment?Don't talk about it, the figure and profile really look like...

15L: Don't touch porcelain, my father Zhao!Although Mrs. Sheng is also very cute, but cute, can Dad Zhao have half a dime relationship with cuteness?

Zhao Duan's loyal fans immediately posted a profile photo of Zhao Duan wearing a suit and smoking.

21: This is my treasure. Can you take a look at this hand, this leg, this thin lip, this sharp eyebrow, this sexy Adam's apple, this domineering posture?ah! !

After that, it was completely crooked and became a large-scale private collection sharing meeting for Zhao Duan fans.

Loosening the tie with one hand.

Pensive in a black suit.

Hit the reporter.

on horseback.

There is also a picture of a female star being splashed with an unknown liquid by an illegitimate fan at a certain press conference. Zhao Duan happened to be there at the time, and kicked the person, blocking the person in his arms.

100L: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

102L: I absolutely don't believe my father Zhao looks like this in private!

138L: +10086, must be the same name!

167L: But don’t you guys think it’s good to have a cute contrast?The little wife of the tyrant boss × the iceberg on the bed and the little wolf dog under the bed, oh my god, there is a picture!

189L: Kill me, kill me!Senior Sheng is really good at teasing, not to mention bossy bosses, just everyone present, who, who can guarantee that he can become a petite wife without blushing in seconds!

209L: Come on, let everyone say a provocative quote from Senior Sheng. This post is posted here. Every year, let the juniors dig the graves for future generations to look up to!

The forum was full of turmoil, and Sheng Junqian didn't know it at all. He took the boss's little wife back to the dormitory.

Zhao Duan couldn't hold back the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth since he entered the door.

"Don't smirk."

"Hey hey hey."

"Stupid?" Seeing him happy, Sheng Junqian couldn't help curling his lips, and stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, "Are you happy?"

"Yeah." Zhao Duan looked at him intently, and opened his mouth to accept feeding after chewing. "Your students are very cute."

Sheng Junqian fed him while eating, but neither of them noticed that they were using a pair of chopsticks, "If you think it's cute, come here often, but—"

Zhao Duan swallowed a mouthful of rice and blocked his words: "You are the cutest, you are the cutest!"

Sheng Junqian pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The two finished eating and washed the dishes.

With a roar of "Ahhhh!", Sheng Junqian's roommate rushed in like a mad dog, faced Zhao Duan squarely, and then staggered back a few steps. Sheng Junqian felt that he was crying It's about to fall.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Who else is father! Who else is there!!"

So annoying.

Sheng Junqian stood in front of the two of them, "I don't have a son like you."

"Sheng Junqian, as expected, you have already set your sights on my father Zhao. You just took a look that day and stared at my father Zhao's interview for two and a half hours, two and a half hours!"

The roommate continued to be filled with righteous indignation: "You traitorous minister, don't think I don't know, you saw my father Zhao staring at Doraemon, and after a few days, he bought back a large bag of Doraemon snacks. If you’re starving to death, you won’t let anyone move, you, don’t explain, I won’t listen!”

Zhao Duan's eyes were bright, and the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, hooking his fingers: "Is that so? You fell in love with me so quickly?"

Sheng Junqian's facial expression: "It's so annoying."

Sheng Junqian was forced to listen to his roommate and Zhao Duan chatting for an hour about his various problems, cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

What's even more exasperating is that the two clapped their hands and reached a consensus.

Sheng Junqian stood behind Zhao Duan with his chest folded: "Will you go?"

The roommate hugged his thigh immediately: "Don't, Dad Zhao help me revise the paper, please!!!"

Zhao Duan wanted to move out with Sheng Jun again, but his roommate cried too badly.

Sheng Junqian squeezed his hand: "He seems to be crying a bit miserable."

Zhao Duan's heartbeat was extremely fast, and he said, "But I can't."

"The CEO of Star Entertainment made money by helping him read his thesis." Sheng Junqian looked at him, "You established Star Entertainment step by step, and this is not something that can be done by reading a few books and taking a few exams. Zhao Duan, you are much, much stronger than you imagined."

Zhao Duan didn't refuse anymore, he just answered whatever his roommate asked, he was still a little uncertain at first, but when he nodded wildly at what he thought was a "high-achieving student" fanboy, he gradually regained his confidence, his eyes were full of light , the faster you talk, the more you talk.

Three hours passed without knowing it. Sheng Junqian sat beside them and waited for them. From time to time, he pinched Zhao Duan's neck, rubbed his shoulders, poured a glass of water to moisten his throat, and when he finally finished, he applauded and praised him: " Zhao's father is so good, he can even teach top students!"

If this sentence was spoken by others, it would sound like irony, but Sheng Junqian's eyes were serious. Zhao Duan only needed to look at it to know that he was really praising himself seriously.

It was obviously a sentence without gold content, like a compliment to coax kindergarten children, but in Zhao Duan's view, it was more important than what countless magazines, interviews, and critics said.

Zhao Duan blinked his eyes twice, his eyelashes seemed to be full of light, he clenched Sheng Junqian's hand, and said softly:

"Thank you."

Perhaps Sheng Junqian will never know that today Zhao Duan finally overthrew the mountain that had weighed on his heart for 30 years.

From then on, whether it was the dream that disappeared when the men left in the dilapidated village when he was young, or the inferiority complex that Zhao Jingcheng had in college when he grew up, they all left Zhao Duan.

It doesn't matter if Sheng Junqian doesn't know.

It doesn't matter, as long as he knows:

"Sheng Junqian, I seem to like you more and more."

The author has something to say:

啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊，你们快去结婚！感谢在2020-08-0620：53：51～2020-08-0722：46：23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Wusu, Ye Chui, and Yang Buxing ate indiscriminately, resulting in 1 result;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：废物点心20瓶；阿竹10瓶；叶春秋、玛卡巴卡5瓶；缺玉成玦3瓶；风雨如晦2瓶；贺俞、铭漠、皮囊三千1瓶；

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