The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

These eyes were very familiar to Yan Shuyang, but he didn't expect why Shen Jialan would suddenly appear here, why would he suddenly grab his wrist, and look so angry...

Before Yan Shuyang could react, Shen Jialan pulled his wrist down, and then let go.

Yan Shuyang looked at Shen Jialan inexplicably.

Shen Jialan pursed his lips, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Speak well, don't move."

Yan Shuyang: "..."

If Shen Jialan hadn't pronounced the words clearly, he would have thought he had heard it wrong.

Even if he touches people, the target is Zhuo Qian, so what does it have to do with Shen Jialan?

But Yan Shuyang didn't say these words out, he stretched his pinched wrist, and put on the false smile before: "Jia Lan, when did you come?"

Shen Jialan stared straight at the smiling Yan Shuyang, a bit of imperceptible hostility floated in his black eyes, even he didn't notice it, but was caught by Yan Shuyang.

Yan Shuyang was taken aback immediately, and then heard Shen Jialan say in a deep voice, "I came before you."

After saying this, the strange feeling in Yan Shuyang's heart suddenly became stronger.

I don't know if he thought too much...

Why did he feel that Shen Jialan was guarding against him.

However, Zhuo Qian didn't notice the undercurrent between Shen Jialan and Yan Shuyang. Seeing Shen Jialan's ugly face, he remembered what Shen Jialan said just now, and immediately thought that Shen Jialan was using his own name to find trouble with Yan Shuyang.

He didn't want to get involved in the dispute between Shen Jialan and Yan Shuyang, so he hastily leaned in Yan Shuyang's direction, and said to Shen Jialan: "He is talking well, and he didn't touch me."

Shen Jialan paused suddenly, and when he turned his head to look at Zhuo Qian, the frost in his eyes seemed to freeze the air around him.

Zhuo Qian shivered suddenly, and subconsciously hid behind Yan Shuyang again.

Yan Shuyang noticed Zhuo Qian's small movements, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened. He thoughtfully stood in front of Zhuo Qian, directly covering Shen Jialan's sight of Zhuo Qian.

Although Zhuo Qian couldn't see Shen Jialan's face, he could feel the low air pressure emanating from Shen Jialan's body. From the moment he hid behind Yan Shuyang, it was pressing on him like a heavy hammer, making him panting Out of breath.

He thought that Shen Jialan would turn away angrily like before, but he didn't know that Shen Jialan stood still.

After a while, Shen Jialan suddenly asked, "Are you still angry?"

Zhuo Qian asked in a daze, "Why are you angry?"

"You were angry just now."

Zhuo Qian suddenly understood what Shen Jialan was talking about, he did get angry when he thought of it, but he also understood that being angry for a while had no effect.

"I'm not angry." He replied wearily.

Shen Jialan stopped talking, as if he didn't believe Zhuo Qian's answer.

Zhuo Qian didn't want to entangle with Shen Jialan on this matter anymore, and instead said to Yan Shuyang: "If you have nothing to do, then I'll go first."

"Wait a minute." Yan Shuyang stuffed something in his hand to Zhuo Qian, "your stuff."

Zhuo Qian took it and looked, it turned out to be the information book he had left on the playground before, he picked it up and flipped through it, but luckily the bill was still there.

Yan Shuyang looked at Zhuo Qian's relieved look, and said, "I didn't touch the things you put inside."

"Thank you." After Zhuo Qian finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, took out a baseball cap from his backpack and handed it to Yan Shuyang, "I forgot to return it to you that day."

Yan Shuyang took the baseball cap, smiled gently at Zhuo Qian, "I'm in trouble."

Zhuo Qian waved his hand, took the information book and hurried away.

He took two steps in three steps, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the hall, so he didn't notice Shen Jialan's gaze that was always behind him.

After a long time, Shen Jialan looked away, and then looked at the baseball cap that Yan Shuyang held in his hand.

Yan Shuyang raised his baseball cap, and he didn't know whether he explained it intentionally or unintentionally, "I saw that his hair was a little messy before, so I lent him the hat."

Shen Jialan was slightly taller than Yan Shuyang, with drooping eyelids and cold eyes, and he asked questions: "Don't you hate Zhuo Qian?"

Yan Shuyang lowered his hand holding the baseball cap, with one hand in his pocket, standing casually, even facing Shen Jialan's cold face, he looked very relaxed - this was the first time he was not moved by Shen Jialan's emotional changes, even though The consequences may not be something he can bear, but this is the first time he feels so relaxed.

He hadn't realized before that the feeling of not being an accessory was so good, he didn't have to worry about it, he didn't have to be uneasy, and he didn't have to force himself to laugh when he didn't want to laugh.

However, under Shen Jialan's icy gaze, he laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Don't you also hate Zhuo Qian?"

"What on earth are you thinking?" Shen Jialan's voice was low, but he did not shy away from what he said, "I used to avoid Zhuo Qian, but now I take the initiative to post it. This is not your style at all."

After a pause, he continued, "Or is Zhuo Qian's sudden change of goal making you a little uncomfortable?"

Yan Shuyang shook his head, "You're wrong."

Shen Jialan didn't speak.

Yan Shuyang calmly looked at Shen Jialan's delicate face and the strange expression on this delicate face. If it wasn't for Zhuo Qian, he probably didn't know that Shen Jialan, who was born with a cold face, would have such a wonderful expression.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his lips and smiled, "I'm just curious, where did that Zhuo Qian have such great magic power to make you look like you again and again."

Shen Jialan didn't expect to get this answer, and was a little surprised for a while.

Yan Shuyang's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see something on Shen Jialan's face, while Shen Jialan was not paying attention, he leaned over and sniffed at Shen Jialan's shoulder.

Shen Jialan frowned and took two steps back.

Yan Shuyang didn't care too much, just said: "Do you know that your body smells bad? Oily smoke, cheap perfume, and some unexplainable peculiar smells."

As he said, he wrinkled his nose, "You used to smell clean, but now you don't know where Zhuo Qian took you, and you've got these unpleasant smells."

At this moment, Shen Jialan's face was extremely cold: "What does all this have to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Yan Shuyang said, "But Uncle Shen asked me to..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jialan grabbed his collar tightly and pushed him fiercely against the wall.

Yan Shuyang's back hit the wall, making a dull sound.

At the same time, there was a burst of exclamation from around.

Zhuo Qian ran all the way back to the dormitory.

The other three hadn't come back yet, and the bedroom was very quiet.

Zhuo Qian put down his backpack and information books, packed up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He was a little tired, and he lay down on the bed and fell asleep without even drying his hair.

The next day, Zhuo Qian woke up and heard Luo Ze and Qiao Jie discussing something in a low voice.

"No, I remember that they have a very good relationship. Although Shen Jialan has a bad temper, Yan Shuyang has been making do with him. Why did they suddenly quarrel?"

"I've heard other people say that too. I don't know if it's true or not. They all said that Shen Jialan and Yan Shuyang had a fierce fight downstairs last night."

"Could it be that Yan Shuyang can't bear Shen Jialan anymore?" Qiao Jie clicked his tongue, "Not everyone can bear Shen Jialan's temper."

Luo Ze shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

In the end, Li Jiaran, who came out of the bathroom after washing, took up the topic, "By the way, didn't you find a very strange place?"

Luo Ze, who was sorting out his textbooks, turned around, "What's so strange?"

Li Jiaran said: "If I remember correctly, Shen Jialan and Yan Shuyang's dormitory is not in our building, is it? If they want to quarrel, they should go to their building to quarrel. Why are they arguing in our building?"

Luo Ze: "..."

Qiao Jie: "..."

Oh yes!

None of them noticed this place!

After being reminded by Li Jiaran, the two of them suddenly realized, and they became even more curious about the truth of the matter—Yan Shuyang is notoriously good-tempered in the school, and he is so tolerant of Shen Jialan, what exactly made them fight in other dormitories downstairs? Open?

After listening to their words, Zhuo Qian was also at a loss.

He thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be no plot in the original text where the main character attacked and suffered a fight.

So he asked the prince, "Do you know why they fought?"

"I don't know." The prince was happy to see the result, and his tone was full of gloating, "Maybe just like what Qiao Jie said, Xiaoyan finally couldn't stand Shen Jialan's bad temper, turned over and the slave sang and beat Shen Jialan hard A meal."

Zhuo Qian climbed out of bed and asked Luo Ze: "Who won the fight last night?"

Luo Ze scratched his head: "It's not considered a fight. In fact, Shen Jialan beat Yan Shuyang unilaterally. Yan Shuyang has been hiding. Later, the dormitory supervisor and some classmates pulled them away."

Hearing this, the prince shut himself up instantly.

Qiao Jie asked Zhuo Qian: "Didn't you come back early yesterday? Didn't you join in the fun?"

Zhuo Qian shook his head, thinking that if he walked a step late, he would really be joining in the fun, but luckily he left early, otherwise it would be no good for him to try to persuade a fight, and it would be no good if he didn't try to persuade a fight, and he might get Shen Jialan's blow for Yan Shuyang fist.

Forget it, he still doesn't intervene in the conflict between the protagonist's attack and shou.

Back from the National Day holiday, everyone was very decadent and absent-minded during class. There was only one thing that made everyone sober up in an instant-the parent meeting was going to be held.

After getting the news, Qiao Jie at the front desk hugged his head and howled like hell: "Ahh! I must be the most critical object of criticism at the parent meeting. Every time I go back after the parent meeting, I will lose a layer of skin. Last semester's final exam If I get so bad, if I still see the test paper, I will be finished again."

Zhuo Qian was reading a book, but was so disturbed by Qiao Jie's wailing that he couldn't read it, so he simply took out the information book for the answers to the questions he had done before.

After Qiao Jie wailed, he turned his head and saw Zhuo Qian holding a pen and writing on the information book.

The author has something to say: New Year is coming!I wish you all a happy new year!In the new year, be healthy and safe, and everything goes well~