I'm friends with straight guys

"Zou Ye."

"Ah?" I was stunned, and it took me a while to realize that he was telling me his name.

"Shen Anzhi." What I said was the teacher's name in the plane.

"My child's teacher disciplines him at will." Although he looked humble and polite in his clothes, his face looked very noble, and he couldn't think of any humiliation at all.

"Yes, yes, yes." He gave me inexplicable pressure. I don't know why. It's the same face. The world can still turn people around, but this world feels chills down the spine when it sees his eyes. .

"Does the teacher have time tonight?"

"Ah?" I couldn't understand why this person spoke so incoherently.

"If the teacher has time at night, you don't mind having a meal with me." When he said this, there was no slight fluctuation in Mou Zi, even as if he was talking about a regular meal, oh, no , It was like eating a home-cooked meal.

"Well, yes, I have time." After I finished speaking, I slapped my right hand lightly. Why are you so owed?See how nervous he is?

"Then I'll wait for the teacher at the school gate." He twitched the corner of his mouth, but it was obvious that he was not smiling, and that smile didn't catch his eye at all.

I nodded and watched him leave, because there was another class next, so I packed up my things and went to the next class in a good mood.

It was the first time I did this kind of job, and I still had an inexplicable sense of sacredness. I racked my brains and used the method the original owner used to teach my classmates persuasively.

For fear of messing up, for fear of ravaging these flowers of the motherland.

I finished a class today, and the reaction of the children seems to be pretty good. Sure enough, it is better to have the memory of the original owner. At least I can imitate the cat like a tiger. The knowledge learned by the original owner can be taught to the next generation.

Just after class, the bell could not restrain his excitement, and finally he didn't have to suffer any more.

I smiled, and my eyes narrowed slightly in that smile, out of genuine relaxation.

It's not that it's a torment to teach them knowledge, but because I'm afraid of messing up, so my spirit has been tense.

When I first left school, I saw that black Hummer, and I knew that such a high-profile car must belong to the person I wanted to attack.

I walked into the car, the car rolled down the window, then poked half of its head out from inside, looked at me, and waved at me to signal me to get in the car.

I sat in the co-pilot's seat, and I habitually looked back to see that there was no one behind.

"You didn't pick up your nephew?"

"Yeah." He hummed, not sure if it was an answer or something else. I didn't ask again, I was very knowledgeable.

"What do you want to eat?" The car was driving steadily on the road, and he said this in a casual way, but I didn't know what to pick up.

"It's all right, we can eat whatever you want." After all, it's someone who wants to treat guests, so it's not always good, I decide what to eat, politeness is still necessary.

"Then Chinese food is fine."

"Do you like Chinese food?" I turned to look at him.

"I like to eat Western food." I nodded, this is very similar to Lu Yibai, Lu Yibai also has a special plot for Western food.

"Then why do you want to eat Chinese food?" It's contradictory that he likes to eat Western food but wants to eat Chinese food, which makes me feel even more strange.

"Because I think you like to eat, so I'll take you there." He smiled. Unlike the previous smiley smile, this smile, he was showing some sincerity.

I smiled back, and the two of us didn't talk to each other in the car.

I looked at his handsome profile, and then talked to the system silently in my heart.

"How is the system, how much is the favorability value, why do you always feel that many things he does are a bit unreasonable?"

Not only is it not in line with common sense, it's almost going to collapse, okay.

"It is greatly detected that the favorability value is 80%."

I was startled, and I was thinking in my heart, I didn't do anything, how can I feel so fast, could it be that he fell in love with me at first sight because of my good looks?

This is no different from my original appearance. Since he can fall in love with me at first sight, why is Lu Yibai wrong, and can't fall in love with me at first sight in real life? ? ?

I thought about it, but I couldn't find a solution, and then I went to the restaurant in a daze. He ordered all the dishes I liked. I frowned deeply, and I looked at him. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, thinking how could he know what I like to eat?

In an instant, I overlapped him with Lu Yibai.

He just smiled lightly, the eyes he looked at me were very similar to the eyes Lu Yibai would look at me normally.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, indifferent to the delicious food on the table.

"Zou..."

"Good boy, you like to eat this."

I was just about to say something, but his name really scared me, "Lu Yibai?"

My eyes widened, my pupils dilated, and regardless of the opinions of the people around me, I stood up from my seat and walked to his side.

"You are Lu Yibai, right? Tell me, you are him, right?" There is no one else who can call me this name except him. This face, this look, this name, this voice cannot be someone else. Others can only be him.

He chuckled calmly and didn't seem to be disgusted by my gaffe. He reached out to hold my wrist, and then took me to sit next to him.

"Lu Yibai?" A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Is it your friend, does it look like me, did you recognize the wrong person?"

He asked me tentatively, I saw nothing wrong with the expression on his face, but I was not reconciled, he could obviously pronounce those two words.

"No, it's nothing." I looked a little lost, and the meal was not satisfactory.

I missed him so much that I had auditory hallucinations just now, or were those two words spoken from the person in front of me really a good boy?

If it wasn't Lu Yibai, who would it be? Who could still call me the two words? I really want to break my head, but I can't figure it out.

"What's the matter? Is the food not to your taste? Why don't you move your chopsticks?" He was very gentle, as if he was different from when I first met.

I sat next to him, accepting his food and feeding him with vegetables, and then put them on my plate. I didn't feel disgusted, and ate directly.

I was still thinking about those two words just now, and the look on his face when he called my name.

Impossible to admit mistakes, really impossible to admit mistakes, although I would confuse the target of the strategy with my favorite person before, but this time it is impossible.