What's wrong with rapper being 0!

After Qin Fangcong put down these words, he turned his head to look at Yang Fengyu, his eyes were still sharp just now, which startled Yang Fengyu, "What, what are you doing?"

It's not to settle accounts with him.

Qin Fangcong was condescending, but his tone was suddenly soft, "Do you understand?"

Yang Fengyu was taken aback: "What?"

Qin Fangcong sighed, with some helplessness in his eyes, "It's not about repaying favors."

Yang Fengyu blinked, a little unresponsive.

Qin Fangcong withdrew his gaze, brushed past him and left: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Yang Fengyu walked a few steps behind him, lowered his head and stammered, speaking in a very unprofessional tone: "Well... what I said yesterday was thoughtless, I shouldn't... I shouldn't have said that about you, I'm sorry."

Qin Fangcong's footsteps paused, his expression froze slightly, "It's broken again?"

Yang Fengyu nodded with his schoolbag in his arms, and shook his head again. At first glance, he was quite obedient, but in the next second he frowned and asked, "What happened last night? I wouldn't really hold you and cry, would I? That would be too stupid." Damn...it's embarrassing."

Qin Fang Cong Ding looked at him twice, did not respond, turned around and continued walking.

"I mean it! I shouldn't have said that."

Qin Fangcong paused, turned around and rubbed his head, "Forgive you."

But Yang Fengyu still didn't understand what the phrase "it's because of Yang Fengyu" meant, he was scratching his head, and didn't dare to diverge his thoughts.

He has a bold idea.

When the two of them approached the door, Yang Fengyu raised his head and saw Qin Fangcong's tall figure blocking most of the sunlight coming in through the glass.

"Qin Fangcong."

"You...have you taken a fancy to me?"

Qin Fangcong was taken aback.

The light hit him, blurring the outline of his figure.He was wearing a casual suit today, and his hair was combed back meticulously. Yang Fengyu couldn't see his eyes, only the reflection of his glasses.

Yang Fengyu said to himself: "I am a straight man of steel."

He heard Qin Fangcong chuckle, and couldn't help asking: "Laughing fart? No, since you didn't do it for favors, and Yang Wei didn't do you any favors, why on earth did you..."

Even though he didn't seem to be a suitable description, Yang Fengyu couldn't think of anything else for a while, so he got stuck.

"Laugh at you." Qin Fangcong said, "Think for yourself."

Yang Fengyu still held his breath in his heart, and cursed in a low voice: "There is no direction, what a fart..."

I don't know if Qin Fangcong heard it or not.

"Send you back."

Qin Fangcong brought Tian Yuyang here by car. Yang Fengyu helped Tian Yuyang to the back seat. Just as he was about to sit down and close the door, he heard a deep voice from the front row: "Sit here."

Yang Fengyu and Tian Yuyang looked at each other, and the latter held back a smile, his eyes were full of the fact that it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Oh……"

Yang Fengyu fastened his seat belt, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, but he could see Qin Fangcong's bony hands out of the corner of his eye, a little awkward, so he simply turned his head and looked out the window.

"Is your hand okay?" Yang Fengyu asked casually.

"fine."

Tian Yuyang in the back row clicked twice, "Yoye, your dear good roommate is limping, and you've just asked me a question, I'm so sad."

"You fucking..." Yang Fengyu's cursing words faltered, "Is it my fault for your lameness? Didn't I tell you to watch the road and stop playing with your phone?"

Qin Fangcong is different, in a sense, it's his fault.

The car became quiet, and Qin Fangcong had no intention of speaking. He turned on the car music, and a familiar melody came out.

—is their song.

To be precise, it's his song.

Yang Fengyu finally couldn't help it, and turned to look at the screen, only to find that the little red heart under the song was red.

Qin Fangcong collected his songs.

Most of the playlist was aired, each capital was written by Yang Fengyu, and the little red hearts below each song were all red.

Yang Fengyu thought of the oolong of the "crazy male fan", and his face became slightly hot.From the outside, Qin Fangcong doesn't seem like someone who can listen to this hardcore style, maybe the classical cello is more suitable for him.

But Yang Fengyu peeked at him, but found that he was very interested, and even nodded slightly to the beat of the drum.

I wanted to open my mouth to chat with Qin Fangcong, but my words were on my lips, but Yang Fengyu swallowed them back abruptly, turned his head and stopped looking.

Ah, upset.

It's all Yang Wei's fault.

Yang Fengyu's mood fell, he looked at the scenery outside the window aimlessly, no one in the car spoke, only Yang Fengyu deliberately lowered his roaring voice.

"It sounds good."

Qin Fangcong's voice sounded suddenly, and immediately pulled back Yang Fengyu's thoughts that were drifting to the sky. When he turned his head, Qin Fangcong's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't say that sentence just now.

Noticing Yang Fengyu's eyes, Qin Fangcong repeated: "It sounds good."

"Grass..." The word hit the tip of Yang Fengyu's heart, and Yang Fengyu's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he jumped twice. After he realized it, he felt a little embarrassed.

How can there be such a boast.

The song just played to the new song, Yang Fengyu quickly glanced at it, the title of the song and the scrolling lyrics were written [remixby. ]

Looking at Qin Fangcong again, he was still expressionless.

"Why is the title of the song a period?" Qin Fangcong asked suddenly.

Because I thought of your name.

Yang Fengyu didn't have the nerve to say it, but asked instead: "Then why is your WeChat name a period?"

"Blind."

Yang Fengyu said "oh", "Then I was blind too."

Yang Fengyu thought of the WeChat account called QFun again, and his mood was a bit complicated, "It's not a celebrity, what kind of trumpet are you doing..."

"The one that added you is the big number," Qin Fangcong said, "The one that Uncle Yang sent you is the work number, which is not commonly used."

Yang Fengyu's eyes widened.

Qin Fangcong actually understood what he meant!

"Singing at Xicheng Station?" Qin Fangcong asked again.

"I want to sing, but I haven't rehearsed yet. But looking at Tian Yuyang's dying appearance, it's still a question of whether the Xicheng station can be done on time."

"Yes!!" Tian Yuyang, who had been pretending to be dead in the back row, jumped up suddenly, "I told Brother Wen, it's really impossible to borrow a wheelchair for me! It's just that it's not convenient to go to and from school... If you take a taxi every day, you really have no money to eat gone."

The old community they lived in was very remote, and they usually got up earlier, but now Tian Yuyang hurt his leg, and it took him a hundred round trips by taxi, and the stupid son of the landlord's family in ten days and a half months had no food left.

Yang Fengyu thought for a while, and when he was about to speak, Qin Fangcong asked, "Which floor is the dormitory on?"

Tian Yuyang didn't react a bit, "What's wrong, Mr. Qin, on the first floor?"

Qin Fangcong: "Go back to school."

It is indeed a good idea to go back to school. Their dormitory is 5 minutes walk from the teaching building, which is very convenient.

only……

"Coconut, is it okay for you to be alone?"

"I'm a big man, what can I have? You go back to live, and when the rent is due this month, I can just move out."

Tian Yuyang looked at Yang Fengyu, then at Qin Fangcong, rolled his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Qin, is your friend's house still available?"

Yang Fengyu murmured that it was not good when he heard it, and just about to refuse, he heard Qin Fangcong answer: "It's empty."

"Then! Can you go and see the coconut?"

Under Tian Yuyang's expectant eyes, Yang Fengyu inexplicably had the illusion that he had been sold.

As far as he knew, Tian Yuyang had a good relationship with several roommates, and it was on the first floor of the lower bunk, so it was more convenient than here.

It was right to let Tian Yuyang go back to school first, as for himself...

"You go back to recuperate first, you don't have to worry about my affairs."

Tian Yuyang chuckled twice: "I don't worry about Teacher Qin's work."

Yang Fengyu: "..."

Qin Fangcong: "When will you move, I will see you off."

"Then... choosing a day is worse than bumping into it, let's make it today!"

Qin Fangcong parked his car at the entrance of the alley and didn't go in.

He lowered the car window and watched Yang Fengyu's back all the way. Seeing him greet Tian Yuyang on the back of his head as if he was furious, he couldn't help lowering his head and chuckling.

"Did you have some shady deal with Qin Fangcong?" Yang Fengyu withdrew his hand and asked while supporting Tian Yuyang.

"I'm wronged, coconut, what kind of shady deal can I have with him?" Tian Yuyang was terrified by Yang Fengyu's look, and changed his words: "Okay, okay, it's really nothing, just use my usual share to coerce and lure, I'm afraid if I drink too much You fall, smoke second-hand smoke for fear that you will choke, and a 20-year-old man is not at ease if he walks all night."

"Damn it, can you stop being so disgusting?" Yang Fengyu had goosebumps, but his ears felt hot, and his mouth also blamed: "Bah, I really don't have the morality of a teacher."

Tian Yuyang: "You are such a little white-eyed wolf."

"Crap! You're an idiot!"

The two returned to the rental house after arguing, only to find that the power was cut off again.

Rent seems to want to renovate this house. During this period of time, it has been said many times, both openly and secretly, and the power is cut off every three days, so it should be replaced.

"The last time Mr. Qin picked you up, didn't he take you to see the house?"

"No." Yang Fengyu recalled the song recorded that time, maybe it was the time when they were closest to each other, a short quarrel made the distance instantly distanced.

He felt a little uncomfortable.

Tian Yuyang didn't leave the dormitory completely. Many things were still in school, and the rest was packed in a suitcase.

Just as Yang Fengyu was about to put the suitcase in the trunk, Tian Yuyang hugged him firmly. Yang Fengyu was so frightened that his hands shook, and the suitcase immediately slid down, "Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"

"Coconut," Tian Yuyang patted him on the back twice, "The married son spilled water, take care of yourself."

Yang Fengyu patted his hand away with a look of disgust, and just about to speak, his hand suddenly lightened, something brushed against the back of his hand, and the heavy box was taken away.

Looking back, Qin Fangcong had a cold face.

Tian Yuyang immediately withdrew his hand and stood aside, and said to Qin Fangcong in a serious manner: "Mr. Qin, Coconut Rounding is a cub raised by our TAX. I will trouble you to take care of it during this time!"

Qin Fangcong narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unclear.

"Fuck you!" Yang Fengyu was regarded as his own younger brother by these brothers, but such a chilling way of expression really made Yang Fengyu feel uncomfortable.

Tian Yuyang blinked at Yang Fengyu quickly, turned his eyes to look at Qin Fangcong, and blinked again.

Only then did Yang Fengyu realize that he was probably thinking about something, and rolled his eyes quite speechlessly.

After helping Tian Yuyang settle down, Yang Fengyu was about to go back, when he left the dormitory area, he saw Daben parked at the door.

The car window lowered slowly, revealing a cool and handsome face.

Yang Fengyu's footsteps paused, Qin Fangcong had already looked towards him, and there was still a thin cigarette that had just been lit between his fingers, and when he saw Yang Fengyu, he snuffed it out.

"Go, let's show you the room."

Qin Fangcong's action of extinguishing the smoke reminded Yang Fengyu of that night, the temperature of the cigarette butt was frighteningly high, his hand...

Yang Fengyu stood by the car door without moving, and said awkwardly after a long while: "Your house, I still need to see it?"

Qin Fangcong glanced at him indifferently, "Come up."

Yang Fengyu bit the bullet and got in the car, but the car didn't drive towards the city center, but instead drove towards the old city, towards the old community where they lived.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Yang Fengyu held back all the way, and finally couldn't help asking before getting out of the car: "Is your hand really okay?"

Qin Fangcong didn't speak, and pushed the seat belt off for him, the upper palm of his left hand seemed to have a scab.

Yang Fengyu panicked and grabbed his hand: "Did you not apply the medicine?"

Qin Fangcong's expression changed slightly, and he quickly recovered as before. He withdrew his hand, "Small injury."

"You..." Yang Fengyu was a little helpless.

The man was too casual with himself.

"Come back with me, I'll get you the medicine." Yang Feng said angrily, and opened the door to get out of the car.

The two walked in the alley one after the other, neither walking very fast. Yang Fengyu nodded, and from the corner of his vision, he saw Qin Fangcong following him two or three meters away, keeping a distance.

He really wanted to ask, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Yang Fengyu walked with his head depressed like this, but he didn't take two steps when he saw Qin Fangcong approaching suddenly, his heart tightened, and in the next second, he was pulled back a few steps.

Turning around, Qin Fangcong stared straight ahead with sharp eyes.

Only then did Yang Fengyu raise his head, and found that the alley was completely blocked by a group of tattooed men.

"It's finally time for you guys." The leader cracked his knuckles and stared straight at Yang Fengyu, "We have a debt, so we have to settle it properly."

"If it's a man, just fight, if you don't fucking call the police, do you want to be cowardly?"

Just as Yang Fengyu was about to explode, Qin Fangcong stepped forward to block him, took off his casual suit jacket, took off his glasses, and handed them to Yang Fengyu.

"One-to-many, come on."

Yang Fengyu grabbed his wrist, "Are you crazy!?"

These little bastards are indiscriminate when they go crazy.

Qin Fangcong turned his head to look at him, with his usual expression, looking down at his arm.

Yang Fengyu followed his line of sight, and saw the well-defined but not exaggerated muscles of the forearm that were not fully covered by the short sleeves, and the tattoo that spread from above the elbow joint.

Qin Fangcong rolled up his sleeves casually, and the tattoo pattern spread all the way to his biceps.

Although not completely, Yang Fengyu still recognized it.

This is a big tree.

Specially designed and beautiful.

Yang Fengyu was shocked all over.

The immature voice echoed in his mind, and Yang Fengyu looked at Qin Fangcong's back in a daze.

Qin Fangcong stood in front of him, like a small tree just like when he was a child.

"When I grow up, I will tattoo a big tree on my left arm."

"Miao Miao, hook up with brother."