The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Zhuo Qian watched Shen Jialan's face stiffen, petrify, and finally crack.

As if he heard something earth-shattering, he didn't react for a long time.

Zhuo Qian stretched out his hand and shook Shen Jialan's eyes: "Are you okay?"

Before he could take his hand back, he was slapped away by Shen Jialan.

I don't know where Shen Jialan got so much strength, Zhuo Qian suddenly felt numbness in his hand, followed by a fine pain, he looked down and found that the back of his hand was slapped red.

Shen Jialan's face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Zhuo Qian with cold eyes.

Zhuo Qian was stunned for a while, and only then did he belatedly realize that he might have said something wrong just now.

He was born gay, and when he was still in junior high school, he vaguely realized that he had more affection for tall, sunny boys. Shen Jialan was not his type, and he was even the protagonist in a Tanmei novel, so he naturally regarded Shen Jialan as... sisters.

That's why he said those words casually.

But thinking about it carefully, even if they are both No. 0, the relationship between them is not good enough to say those words unscrupulously.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qian's ears turned red with embarrassment, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was joking just now."

Shen Jialan said: "This joke is not funny at all."

Zhuo Qian knew he was wrong, so he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

Shen Jialan didn't speak any more, and continued to walk towards the gate.

Zhuo Qian followed behind without saying a word.

As a result, Shen Jialan walked a few steps, then suddenly remembered something, and stopped abruptly.

Zhuo Qian walked absent-mindedly, and didn't notice that Shen Jialan had stopped at all. When he realized it, he had already bumped his head on Shen Jialan's back.

The force with which he bumped into it was not light, and he didn't knock Shen Jialan down.

Shen Jialan turned around and took advantage of his height to look down at Zhuo Qian, his thick long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and his expression was unpredictable.

Zhuo Qian thought that Shen Jialan was about to say something important, so he quickly stood up straight with a serious expression, as if he was listening attentively.

Soon, Shen Jialan said, "What's been on your mind all day long?"

Zhuo Qian blinked blankly: "Huh?"

"I'm a man, and he's a man."

"...I know." Zhuo Qian didn't understand what Shen Jialan wanted to express.

"There can be nothing between me and him." At this point, the disgust in Shen Jialan's eyes could hardly be suppressed, as if he was saying something disgusting, he paused for a long time before continuing, "I'm not gay, don't take it You look at me with the dirty eyes you look at homosexuality."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

???

What? ? ?

He is not gay? ? ?

Shocked, the protagonist Shou in the Tanmei novel actually said that he is not gay!

Well, to use that well-known saying, Shen Jialan doesn't like men, it's just that Yan Shuyang he likes happens to be men.

Zhuo Qian didn't know what to say for a while, so he said sorry after holding back for a long time.

The two walked out of the hospital, and Aunt Shen who had delivered Yan Shuyang was already waiting at the door.

After getting on the bus, Zhuo Qian asked Aunt Shen to take him to the nearby subway station.

Aunt Shen wanted to send Zhuo Qian home, but Zhuo Qian was determined, so she had no choice but to give up, and asked casually, "Is the driver at home picking you up at the subway station?"

Zhuo Qian: "...No."

Aunt Shen asked again: "Is the butler picking you up at the subway station?"

Zhuo Qian: "...No."

Aunt Shen: "Is that your parents' secretary?"

"Aunt Shen." Shen Jialan said at the right time, "Just send him to the nearby subway station."

Seeing that Shen Jialan had said that, Aunt Shen didn't continue to persuade her.

Only Zhuo Qian shed tears of poverty.

The house he lives in is as poor and empty as he is, how can there be such exquisite things?

Aunt Shen randomly found a subway station and pulled over, Zhuo Qian was about to push the door to get off, when suddenly Shen Jialan stopped him, Shen Jialan took the rectangular box that Aunt Shen handed him, and handed it to Zhuo Qian.

Zhuo Qian glanced at the box inexplicably.

It was a phone case.

"Take it." Shen Jialan said, "I don't want to owe favors."

Zhuo Qian was flattered, but how dare he take things from Shen Jialan?He shook his hands like windshield wipers: "You have paid enough for my medical examination fee, so I don't want this."

Shen Jialan frowned: "You want cash?"

"..." Zhuo Qian didn't know how Shen Jialan came to this conclusion, "I don't want cash either."

"Then what do you want?"

"I do not want anything."

Shen Jialan slowly withdrew his hand, seemingly puzzled: "Aren't you short of money? I heard that you borrowed a lot of foreign debt to buy a birthday present for Yan Shuyang."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

No, how did this news reach Shen Jialan's ears?Even Shen Jialan knew about it, presumably Yan Shuyang, the person involved, knew about it too...

Shame.

"It's true that I'm short of money, but I don't get paid for nothing. I can't take your money for no reason." Zhuo Qian thought for a while, "How about this, why don't you introduce me to a part-time job?"

Shen Jialan didn't refuse, but raised his chin slightly: "What kind of part-time job can you do?"

Zhuo Qian said: "I have been a tutor."

Shen Jialan: "..."

Zhuo Qian seriously recalled his previous experience: "I am good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, my English is not bad, my oral English is better, and other subjects are relatively ordinary, but it is not bad if the tutors are elementary and middle school students."

Shen Jialan: "..."

After a while, Shen Jialan took out his phone, "Forget it, I'll transfer the money to you."

Zhuo Qian: "???"

In the end, Shen Jialan agreed to help to pay attention, Zhuo Qian didn't really want Shen Jialan to introduce him to a part-time job, so he nodded perfunctorily, then got off the car and trotted into the subway station.

Aunt Shen watched Zhuo Qian's figure disappear at the entrance of the subway, and she couldn't help muttering: "So this kid is going to take the subway, it's so troublesome to take the subway, why don't we drive him home."

After all, she thought of something, and looked at Shen Jialan from the rearview mirror, "By the way, Jialan."

Shen Jialan was staring at the subway entrance and was distracted, when he heard this, he looked away: "What's wrong?"

"Your friends are all gone, and only Xiaoyang is still waiting for you at home. It's not Auntie talking about you. What you said to Xiaoyang today has indeed passed." They are friends who grew up together, Xiaoyang cares about you and let you go, you should also be more considerate of Xiaoyang's feelings, go back and say good things to him, that child has a good heart, and he will definitely not take what happened today to his heart."

Shen Jialan smiled: "Aunt Shen, even you think he and I are good friends?"

Aunt Shen asked back: "You guys often go out in pairs, don't you?"

Shen Jialan shook his head: "He is a friend my parents chose for me, not a friend I chose myself. If my surname was not Shen, do you think he would still be by my side?"

Aunt Shen didn't expect Shen Jialan to say that, she was taken aback immediately.

As night fell, Shen Jialan looked at the fast-receding street scene outside the car window, his thin cheeks were dimly reflected on the glass, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "I have no friends."

He was alone the whole time.

On the subway, the prince asked Zhuo Qian: "Do you know that your grades are now at the bottom of the whole grade?"

"Count down?!" Zhuo Qian was startled, he really didn't expect the original owner's academic performance to be so poor.

"The second to last..." The prince paused, and then said, "Zheng Shan is the last."

"..."

No wonder Shen Jialan had the expression of seeing a ghost just now.

Forget it, just pretend that this incident never happened, as long as he is not embarrassed, Shen Jialan is the one who is embarrassed.

Zhuo Qian randomly found a noodle restaurant outside the community, and went home after eating a bowl of noodles.

When he got home, the family of three had already finished their meal, Zhou Wenya was washing dishes in the kitchen, Zhuo Jungui and Zhuo Fei and his daughter were sitting on the sofa watching TV while digesting food.

Hearing Zhuo Qian's sound of changing slippers in the hallway, Zhuo Jungui didn't even raise his eyelids, but Zhuo Fei silently glanced at Zhuo Qian with complaints in his eyes.

Zhuo Qian pretended not to see it, and went straight back to the bedroom.

After a day of tossing around, he was really tired, so he took a shower and went to sleep after taking the cold medicine.

The next day, Zhuo Qian got up early, and finally caught up with his first meal in this family. Although it was just soybean milk and fried dough sticks, it was finally not the leftovers of this family.

At the dinner table, Zhuo Fei kept peeking at Zhuo Qian, and was caught many times by Zhuo Qian, she quickly looked away pretending nothing happened.

Zhuo Jungui and Zhou Wenya also hesitated to speak.

In the end, it was Zhou Wenya who found a topic: "By the way, your homeroom teacher called me just now, and she said that you missed class for a day on Friday, did something happen?"

"It's okay." Zhuo Qian didn't intend to tell about the fact that the original owner was pushed into the water, so he made an excuse, "I ate something wrong, and I didn't feel well, so I slept in the dormitory all day."

Zhou Wenya nodded, and didn't care much about Zhuo Qian's physical condition.

Only Zhuo Jungui said more: "You are like a student, don't put all those gaudy things on your face in the future, it won't look good."

"Really? I think so too." Zhuo Qian turned to Zhuo Fei cheerfully, "Did you hear that? Your father told you not to put all those gaudy things on your face, it won't look good."

"..." Zhuo Fei, who was eating soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks quietly, turned blue and white with anger, "What's the matter with me? What my dad said was you, not me."

Zhuo Qian raised his eyebrows: "But the one who puts on makeup now is you, not me."

Zhuo Fei: "..."

She couldn't say no to Zhuo Qian, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and angrily slipped away with her tail between her legs.

After breakfast, Zhuo Qian still wanted to find a barber shop to dye his hair back, the prince reminded him to ask Zhuo Fei, Zhuo Fei loves beauty, and she knows more about it.

Zhuo Qian knocked on Zhuo Fei's door.

After waiting for a long time, the door opened a crack, revealing half of Zhuo Fei's face, seeing that the person outside the door was Zhuo Qian, she immediately became vigilant: "What do you want to do?"

Zhuo Qian thought it was funny.

It's really a turn of events. In the past, Zhuo Fei rushed to provoke the original owner, but now he is guarding him as a robber.

"Don't be nervous." Zhuo Qian pulled his hair, "I want to dye my hair, help me find a cost-effective barber shop near Huagao, the price should not exceed three hundred."

"No more than three hundred?" Zhuo Fei said, "You can't buy even a few catties of pork for three hundred now. Do you still want to dye your hair?"

Zhuo Qian struggled and said, "Then don't exceed four hundred."

"Four hundred is not enough." Zhuo Fei felt something was wrong when she said that, "No, why should I help you!"

Zhuo Qian drew his voice: "Chen Cheng—"

"No more than four hundred, right?" Zhuo Fei quickly interrupted Zhuo Qian, gritted her teeth and took out her phone to look through it, "I'll help you find it, and I'll definitely find a store that satisfies you!"

In the afternoon, Zhuo Qian went to the after-sales repair shop again. The staff said that it could be repaired, but they did not guarantee the same performance as before.

Zuo Zhuoqian had no money to buy a new mobile phone, so he could only pay a deposit for repairing the mobile phone first.

On the way home, he also went to the clubhouse and got back the deposit that he handed over to celebrate Yan Shuyang's birthday.

The two days of the weekend passed by in a flash, and it was time to go back to school. Before leaving, Zhuo Qian made a list and handed it to Zhuo Fei, which clearly stated the prices of the things that Zhuo Fei took from his bedroom—— This is also thanks to the prince's blessing. The prince can remember these things clearly even though he can't do anything else.

Zhuo Fei's eyes swept from top to bottom, and finally fixed on the total number. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted.