I'm arrogant at the apex of the hip-hop god

"Need not."

Sure enough, as soon as Tong Qian finished speaking, he heard the expected answer - yes, I knew it would be like this.

Tong Qian grew up watching Feng Chen, and knew that this kid always looked down on non-professional competitions, and felt that these were all sensational stunts for people who don't know how to dance, but Feng Chen was not allowed to show himself in this show No matter how he thinks about attracting some fans with his face, he feels at a loss.

"It's not as unprofessional as you think. All the top dancers in the country are participating in the competition, and there are foreign hip-hop masters to guide you. You really don't want to go and see?" Tong Qian followed Feng Chen, racking his brains and talking He praised how good the show was.

Feng Chen still had an indifferent tone: "Sooner or later we will meet each other at WDC, why bother to participate in this."

WDC is a world-class hip-hop competition with extremely high gold content. Every year, it brings together masters from various countries to compete. Feng Chen's character has always been to take the first place if he doesn't make a move or if he makes a move. In the past few years, he didn't participate because he was not sure of winning. But Tong Qian knew that Feng Chen's plan for the next two years included winning the WDC championship.

Tong Qian choked, and began to provoke Feng Chen: "If you don't go, you are afraid that you won't get the first place, right?"

Feng Chen turned his head, glanced lazily over Tong Qian, his eyes were as lazy as ever: "Don't provoke me, you know I don't like this."

"Do you want to eat this set?" Tong Qian put his hands together immediately, pouting cutely, "God D, Brother Chen, Master Chen, please, give our dance troupe some fame, I can earn [-] million next year." It's up to you."

It's too eye-catching for a tall and rough man to be so cute, Feng Chen conveniently picked up the suit that Tong Qian put on the chair, and covered his face.

"Ahhhhhh my haute couture suit!" Tong Qian still had unrubbed chocolate on his mouth, and he rubbed it on the lining. He was so distressed that he was wailing, and then he saw Feng Chen packing up his things, standing Standing up and looking at him casually, "When."

Tong Qian was overjoyed: "Next spring."

Feng Chen pondered for a moment, didn't say anything, turned around and went straight to the shower room, leaving Tong Qian, who knew Feng Chen had acquiesced, standing there alone with a smile on his face, immediately he didn't feel sorry for the hundreds of thousands of Gao Ding, and walked cheerfully Step by step to deal with follow-up matters.

When Shen Xi came out of the foreign language reading room, the sky was already dark, dusk and moonlight intertwined, and a long figure was reflected under the ginkgo tree.

He was carrying a backpack, occasionally recalling the books he read today in his mind, and walked with a dull head.

The moonlight blurred the boy's handsome appearance, there were few students on the road, and there would no longer be many enthusiastic or curious eyes cast on him from all directions. Shen Xi liked such moments, quiet and undisturbed.

Dinner was settled in the cafeteria closest to the library. Shen Xi still ate very quickly, but when he was halfway through the meal, for some reason, a domineering and rascal voice suddenly popped up in his mind: "Chew ten Swallow before you swallow, or I will hold your hand."

Shen Xi couldn't help laughing.

He dazed for a moment, then regained consciousness in the gradually dimming light, calmly picked up the chopsticks again, then lowered his eyelashes, suppressed the unconscious smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowed down his eating speed slightly.

Liu Chuan was still the only one in the dormitory.

Seeing that Shen Xi finally came back, Liu Chuan turned from a lying corpse into a fraudulent corpse, sticking his head out from the fence, and said faintly: "God Xi, I'm getting hungry, have you seen the WeChat message I sent you? "

He had sent Shen Xi a WeChat message two hours ago, asking for food to be brought, but because Shen Xi hadn't replied for a long time, his request for food had been reduced from three meat and one vegetable in the cafeteria to finger cakes in the canteen.

Only now did Shen Xi remember that the phone was muted by him, so he quickly took out the phone, and after unlocking it, he saw several unread messages, among which Liu Chuan sent three or four messages asking him to bring food, and looked at it apologetically. He: "Yes, sorry, I didn't check WeChat."

"It's okay, just remember to bring me food next time, hehe." Liu Chuan, as a senior nerd, never let go of any chance to develop his roommate into a delivery man, climbed out of bed, and skillfully found a red envelope sharing link Send it to Shen Xi, "You click it for me, and I can get a red envelope with a bigger face value."

Shen Xi followed suit.

"Damn, I shared three groups and finally became No. 11 to receive a red envelope, only to get two yuan?! It's hard to pick." Liu Chuan reluctantly accepted the fact, and was about to place an order when he caught a glimpse of Shen Xi's interface. The "five yuan" big red envelope, couldn't help but uttered a swear word, "Fuck you and I'm familiar with it, I won't order takeaway from your platform if I have a bit of backbone, and let you give me red envelopes for nothing every day-Xi God, can you help me order Want a takeaway? I'll transfer your money."

Shen Xi nodded, and reported to Liu Chuan his mobile phone number and verification code.

Liu Chuan, who was bent over five buckets of rice, finally became the spineless man he despised. He sat at the table and turned on the computer, continuing the unfinished porn on his phone. When the male protagonist with eight-pack abs and mermaid line appeared on the screen Liu Chuan suddenly remembered Feng Chen's good figure, which was no less than that of a male model, and turned his head curiously: "Shen Xi, you haven't looked at your phone all the time during your self-study?"

Shen Xi let out a "hmm".

"You didn't read what Brother Chen sent you?" Liu Chuan became even more curious.

Shen Xi nodded first, then turned on the phone, and after replying to the unread messages one by one, he slowly said: "He, he didn't, send it."

Liu Chuan gave a "tsk tsk" and muttered: "Brother Chen, really, I really thought he was going to chat with you, oh, I was so excited all afternoon."

Shen Xi was at a loss: "You, what did you say?"

Liu Chuan quickly shook his head: "It's nothing, I just said that this little movie is really good, especially the figure of the protagonist, it's very popular, and it's comparable to Brother Chen's, it makes people want to get started and experience it for themselves."

Shen Xi didn't hear clearly, put down his schoolbag and found a set of clean clothes, and was about to take a bath, but he didn't want to be blocked by the box placed on the ground by Feng Chen as soon as he turned around.

Shen Xi and Feng Chen are in opposite beds, they don't lean on the door and lean on the balcony. When going to the bathroom on the balcony, they happen to pass Feng Chen's bed next to the sliding door, and Feng Chen is probably used to sleeping in a big room by himself, with suitcases and He threw all the shoes on one side at will, the wardrobe was open, and some coats and hats were piled up in a mess on the chair and the unmade bed.

With so many things, can one of his wardrobes fit in the dormitory?

Shen Xi was a little suspicious.

He couldn't bear to see it any longer, he tidied up Feng Chen's messy suitcase and put it under the table, and then lifted the unopened suitcase to the corner, not daring to move other things.

After taking a shower, Feng Chen hadn't come back yet, Shen Xi sat at the table, put on his earphones, and began to listen to the class.

The earphones blocked the surrounding sounds, Shen Xi didn't know when Feng Chen would return to the dormitory, and when he realized a faint woody fragrance coming from behind, the courseware on the computer had already been playing for more than one hour. hour.

At the same moment, Liu Chuan, who was swept away by Feng Chen's casual eyes, took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call while walking outside: "Hey, baby, let me tell you, the newcomer in our dormitory It's really God Xi..."

Shen Xi took off the earphones and looked at Feng Chen who didn't speak in puzzlement.

Feng Chen supported the back of Shen Xi's chair with one hand, pressed the other hand on the edge of his table, bent slightly, and wrapped Shen Xi in his arms calmly: "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"You, tell me." Shen Xi closed the computer.

"My waist and back are injured, and I need to apply medicine." Feng Chen's voice was low and close to Shen Xi's ear, as if soaked in clear water together, it was a little wet, "But I can't reach it, can you help me?"

Shen Xi tensed up instinctively, he was not used to being in close contact with others, and was about to ask Feng Chen to find Liu Chuan, but when he looked up, Liu Chuan was nowhere to be seen.

Feng Chen was still looking at him without blinking, his amber eyes slightly drooped like moonlight, with a bit of distressing anticipation.

Shen Xi could no longer say the words of refusal.

Even he himself doesn't know why he, who has always disliked being too involved with others, has a natural closeness and trust towards this boy - probably, it's because Feng Chen has a pair of cold and arrogant faces, but he doesn't like him in private. There was no air of a nobleman at all.

Shen Xi washed his hands, followed Feng Chen's instructions, took out some ointments, mixed them, kneaded them lightly, warmed them with his fingers, then put his palms on Feng Chen's wounds, and pressed gently.

His thick feather-fan eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small quiet shadow on his white jade-like skin, his expression was as usual, but there seemed to be a little trembling that was imperceptible.

Feng Chen sat back on the chair, with his arms propped on the back of the chair. His naked//luo upper body was completely exposed to the dim light, and there were hormones ready to come out. His pants were pulled down very low, and the edges of the underwear//pants were faintly outlined.

Shen Xi didn't have the nerve to look down, and pressed the hot ointment on the boy's wound. After applying it for a few minutes, he saw Feng Chen turned his head and looked at him seriously, his pupils as deep as moonlight were filled with light Shimmer: "The chair is too crappy, can I apply for a//bed?"

Shen Xi was taken aback for a moment.

on//bed?

Isn't it too intimate... The dormitory is configured with bed and desk, and there is no lower bunk, which also means that if Feng Chen wants to apply medicine on the bed, Shen Xi has to go up too.

Shen Xi looked at Feng Chen in embarrassment, and was about to ask him to persevere, when he saw Feng Chen extended his arm and placed it in front of his eyes—it was indeed indistinctly painful, with a large area of ​​red.

"I'm afraid that after you finish wiping, my arm will also need a layer of medicine." Feng Chen half-truthfully joked with Shen Xi, but his amber eyes still looked at him without blinking, eyes dripping The wet anticipation seems to be getting stronger.

Shen Xi pursed his lips, and silently swallowed the rejection that was on his lips.

Feng Chen had retracted his long legs and stood up, turned his head and raised the corners of his lips lightly, firmly grasping the initiative in his own hands without any trace: "Go to your bed? My bed is too messy, I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

On the child's bed, having an unavoidable and upright intimate//contact with him - God knows that Feng Chen has been pushing his limits and wanting to do this since noon.