What's wrong with rapper being 0!
Chapter 7 His ass hurts! !
Yang Fengyu's senses were dull, but he still felt that the back of his head was clasped by a warm hand, which relieved most of the impact, so he didn't have a concussion.
Still dizzy, the next second, Qin Fangcong's expressionless face magnified in front of his eyes, and the person who was half a head taller than him just hit him directly, and Yang Fengyu hit his head on his chest.
Attacking back and forth, Yang Fengyu suffered, Yang Fengyu was dizzy, and Yang Fengyu was still sleepy.
Facts have shown that TV dramas are just TV dramas. In this case, if they really bumped into each other face to face, the one with the higher nose bridge would be broken first.
Fortunately, Qin Fangcong reacted quickly, turned over with just a push, and pulled up Yang Fengyu who was staring at him.
Yang Fengyu was dizzy and sleepy, unable to utter a word this time, let Qin Fangcong pull him down on the soft mattress.
comfortable.
The moment his head touched the pillow, Yang Fengyu had only one thought.
Yang Fengyu closed his eyes uncontrollably and fell asleep in seconds.
Qin Fangcong withdrew his hand, looked expressionlessly at the knuckles that had just scratched the skin on the floor, and then at Yang Fengyu who was sprawled on the bed, and couldn't help but doubt the correctness of agreeing to Yang Wei.
After a long time, the person on the bed suddenly turned over, fumbled to find a pillow that was placed aside, stuffed it into his arms, and curled up into a small ball.
Qin Fangcong's tense expression finally loosened a bit.
The next day, when Yang Fengyu sat up startled in his dying dream, it was almost noon.
The memory of yesterday was intermittent, but Yang Fengyu still remembered Qin Fangcong, his first reaction was to lift the quilt and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that his clothes were intact.
But as soon as Yang Fengyu moved, he realized something was wrong.
His ass hurts.
His ass hurts! !
To be precise, it was the pain in the tailbone, and the forehead also had a dull pain, as if it was hit by something.
Yang Fengyu hugged the doll and thought carefully, and finally found a little impression from the messy memory - it seemed that he fell when he entered the door, so why didn't the back of his head hurt?Headache?
Is it a dog gnawing shit?
So why is the butt hurting?
Yang Fengyu couldn't figure it out, rubbed his head and stood up, only to find that a small clip had also been taken off, and it was neatly piled aside, with a piece of paper under it, which was the To sign he wrote during the tour.
It's just that the WeChat ID and signature below disappeared, as if they were torn off, leaving only the lonely "To Qin Fangcong".
Qin Fangcong...
What the hell is this guy trying to do! !
Just as Yang Fengyu picked up the phone, the ringtone rang suddenly, which startled Yang Fengyu. When he saw that the call was Cheng Wen, Yang Fengyu was relieved and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Are you okay, coconut? Didn't you get slept?"
How come which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted! !
"No! You've just been put to sleep! Bah, bah, bah!" Yang Fengyu rubbed his tailbone and got up, "Have you guys come back? Didn't Tian Yuyang say that today is a make-up class or a lecture..."
Tian Yuyang is a sophomore in the Music Department of Haida University.
"I sent it back this morning. I slept next to you. I didn't call you because you were so sleepy. Seriously, were you okay yesterday?"
"I'm a big man," Yang Fengyu glanced at the piece of paper, "What could happen?"
"That's fine, I see you didn't struggle."
"Hey, when you sent Tian Yuyang back, was there no one at home?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Ah...it's okay."
Cheng Wen still wanted to ask, but Yang Fengyu had already hung up the phone.
Yang Fengyu sat on the bed in a daze for a while, when the doorbell rang suddenly, Yang Fengyu got up, and saw through the cat's eyes, it was a delivery guy.
Tian Yuyang ordered takeaway?
Yang Fengyu stuck out half of his head, took the takeaway in his hand, "Thank you."
Just as he was about to go back, he noticed from the corner of his eye that there were still several bags at the door, which contained things like porridge for breakfast.
Real rappers don't even eat breakfast, but Yang Fengyu still took all the bags in under the surprised eyes of the delivery boy, and went straight to knock on Tian Yuyang's door.
"Tian Yuyang! I can't go to class yet!"
Yang Fengyu casually opened those plastic bags and took a look, and found that they were puppy bags that he always loved to eat when he was a child. Unfortunately, after a hangover, his head was a little dizzy and he didn't have much appetite.
The lunch was very light and still steaming. After Yang Fengyu scolded Tian Yuyang awake, he plunged into the bathroom to wash off his drunkenness and exhaustion.
After washing, Tian Yuyang came out in a daze. Seeing the food on the table, he yawned and asked, "What did you order?"
Yang Fengyu shook his head, "Didn't you order it?"
"Damn it, did you order it from your fanatical male fan?" Tian Yuyang's small eyes widened, "Good guy, this is really fanatical, you...you didn't sleep, did you?"
"Are you... stupid? I'm not interested in men. Besides, if I want to sleep, I'll sleep with him, okay?"
Tian Yuyang snorted coldly: "You are so small? Girls regard you as their wife, so it counts."
"Fuck you, it's because I'm handsome!"
"You have to show some face, Yang Fengyu."
Tian Yuyang's lecture was at 01:30 in the afternoon. The two of them stepped onto the lecture theater. They thought that there were only the front seats left. Unexpectedly, everyone changed their normal routine and the front row was full.
Tian Yuyang couldn't help but exclaim: "My God, what's going on?"
Someone replied: "You are stupid, that handsome new professor came to class today."
"Oh... I forgot!" Tian Yuyang remembered it now, and was so sleepy again, he said something perfunctory, and was dragged by Yang Fengyu to the back row.
As soon as he sat down, Tian Yuyang shook his head and said: "Coconut, I can't do it anymore, I'll sleep for a while, if the roll is called, you can answer it for me."
Fang Cuicui, a girl in the front row, has a good relationship with Tian Yuyang, and turned around as soon as she heard this, "I heard that the new professor is so handsome! Why don't you take a look if you come here? Maybe you won't be able to get the class later. "
"Look at Coconut, Coconut is interested in handsome guys, but I am not interested."
Fang Cuicui said "Ah?" in surprise, and Yang Fengyu slapped Tian Yuyang on the back of the head: "Fuck you, I'm not interested in men, you idiot."
Tian Yuyang was so sleepy that he waved his hands without responding.
Fang Cuicui lowered her voice and asked Yang Fengyu: "How was your tour yesterday? Did it go well? I didn't see Tian Yuyang posting any photos."
It is not hidden that Tian Yuyang is a random rapper, but because of the stupidity, the students in the class do not engage in hip-hop, basically only a few people with good relationships know that they are rappers.
Yang Fengyu recalled that little episode, hesitantly said: "It's... not bad, right? The photos are waiting for the venue staff and fans to return the photos."
"Oh... Seeing that he is drinking like this, right?"
"Hmph, that's his dish." Yang Fengyu said in a disdainful tone, not mentioning the glorious deed of himself pouring half a glass yesterday.
Seeing that the time was approaching, the men and women in the front row all straightened their backs. Yang Fengyu slept soundly last night, and now he was not sleepy, but a little dizzy. He propped his head on one hand and stared at the door in a daze.
When the time came, the door was suddenly pushed open, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, a middle-aged man with worrying hair walked in.
Fang Cuicui straightened her back, and suddenly relaxed after seeing the person coming.
Yang Fengyu laughed out loud, "Handsome new professor?"
"What, this is Old Zhao from our Academic Affairs Office, why is he here to join in the fun...won't you really want to call the roll?"
Yang Fengyu subconsciously looked behind him, not following him.
Afraid of what to come, the middle-aged man stepped aside, and the class committee began to roll the roll.
Yang Fengyu pressed down on the brim of his hat, and cleared his throat again.
The list was arranged alphabetically, and it was almost finished when it was Tian Yuyang's turn, and the people sitting around Yang Fengyu were a little impatient.
"Why don't you come?"
"I don't know how handsome he is. I heard that the counselor was taken aback on the day I joined the job."
"If he is not handsome, I will definitely drag out the person who sent the message in the group at that time and beat him up."
Yang Fengyu didn't take it seriously, "Is it so exaggerated?"
"As for it," Fang Cuicui said, "the Conservatory of Music already has a lot of girls, and the few boys are either crooked, ugly or stupid. Who wouldn't be happy if a handsome guy comes. Besides, who doesn't like handsome guys?"
"...I'm not interested." Yang Fengyu didn't understand.
After finishing speaking, Fang Cuicui looked at Yang Fengyu carefully again: "Are you going to answer for Tian Zi later? Keep the brim of your hat down, or you will definitely be recognized."
"why?"
"Because you're pretty handsome, too."
Indeed, Yang Fengyu seldom pays attention to other people's looks, because in his life, there are few people who are more handsome than him.
Apart from……
Qin Fangcong.
"Tian Yuyang."
At the same time that this name appeared in Yang Fengyu's mind, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and the class committee also pointed out Tian Yuyang's name.
Yang Fengyu raised his hand subconsciously, just as he was about to answer, but across the entire classroom, he was caught off guard by the sight of the person coming up from a distance.
Eyes behind a pair of lenses.
Still as indifferent and indifferent as always, even with a bit of sharpness for no reason.
With just one glance, it feels like there is nowhere to hide.
Yang Fengyu's eyes widened, and he even forgot to breathe. He immediately retracted his raised hand and rubbed his eyes instead.
Is he blind! !Or is it still drunk? !
Why is it Qin Fangcong again? ?
Yang Fengyu raised his head again, and looked at the man carefully from top to bottom.
Grass!This damn abstinence elite breath!
Isn't this who Qin Fangcong is? Could it be Qin Fangcong and his brother Qin Yuancong?
Yang Fengyu was stunned on the spot.
When there was no response, the class committee called out again: "Tian Yuyang? Isn't Tian Yuyang here?"
Fang Cuicui, who was dumbfounded by his handsomeness, came back to her senses, and stretched out her hand to shake Yang Fengyu in front of the dumbfounded Yang Fengyu, "Didn't you answer it for him?"
Yang Fengyu withdrew his shocked eyes, wishing he could put his head into the hole of the table, feeling that he was under the scorching gaze, and raised his hand with difficulty:
"To, to!"
The class committee looked back, lowered his head and drew a tick on the list.
Fang Cuicui chuckled: "Didn't you say that you are not interested in handsome guys? I think you are very interested, and your eyes are straight."
"No, I was just joking, why are you still blushing!"
Still dizzy, the next second, Qin Fangcong's expressionless face magnified in front of his eyes, and the person who was half a head taller than him just hit him directly, and Yang Fengyu hit his head on his chest.
Attacking back and forth, Yang Fengyu suffered, Yang Fengyu was dizzy, and Yang Fengyu was still sleepy.
Facts have shown that TV dramas are just TV dramas. In this case, if they really bumped into each other face to face, the one with the higher nose bridge would be broken first.
Fortunately, Qin Fangcong reacted quickly, turned over with just a push, and pulled up Yang Fengyu who was staring at him.
Yang Fengyu was dizzy and sleepy, unable to utter a word this time, let Qin Fangcong pull him down on the soft mattress.
comfortable.
The moment his head touched the pillow, Yang Fengyu had only one thought.
Yang Fengyu closed his eyes uncontrollably and fell asleep in seconds.
Qin Fangcong withdrew his hand, looked expressionlessly at the knuckles that had just scratched the skin on the floor, and then at Yang Fengyu who was sprawled on the bed, and couldn't help but doubt the correctness of agreeing to Yang Wei.
After a long time, the person on the bed suddenly turned over, fumbled to find a pillow that was placed aside, stuffed it into his arms, and curled up into a small ball.
Qin Fangcong's tense expression finally loosened a bit.
The next day, when Yang Fengyu sat up startled in his dying dream, it was almost noon.
The memory of yesterday was intermittent, but Yang Fengyu still remembered Qin Fangcong, his first reaction was to lift the quilt and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that his clothes were intact.
But as soon as Yang Fengyu moved, he realized something was wrong.
His ass hurts.
His ass hurts! !
To be precise, it was the pain in the tailbone, and the forehead also had a dull pain, as if it was hit by something.
Yang Fengyu hugged the doll and thought carefully, and finally found a little impression from the messy memory - it seemed that he fell when he entered the door, so why didn't the back of his head hurt?Headache?
Is it a dog gnawing shit?
So why is the butt hurting?
Yang Fengyu couldn't figure it out, rubbed his head and stood up, only to find that a small clip had also been taken off, and it was neatly piled aside, with a piece of paper under it, which was the To sign he wrote during the tour.
It's just that the WeChat ID and signature below disappeared, as if they were torn off, leaving only the lonely "To Qin Fangcong".
Qin Fangcong...
What the hell is this guy trying to do! !
Just as Yang Fengyu picked up the phone, the ringtone rang suddenly, which startled Yang Fengyu. When he saw that the call was Cheng Wen, Yang Fengyu was relieved and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Are you okay, coconut? Didn't you get slept?"
How come which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted! !
"No! You've just been put to sleep! Bah, bah, bah!" Yang Fengyu rubbed his tailbone and got up, "Have you guys come back? Didn't Tian Yuyang say that today is a make-up class or a lecture..."
Tian Yuyang is a sophomore in the Music Department of Haida University.
"I sent it back this morning. I slept next to you. I didn't call you because you were so sleepy. Seriously, were you okay yesterday?"
"I'm a big man," Yang Fengyu glanced at the piece of paper, "What could happen?"
"That's fine, I see you didn't struggle."
"Hey, when you sent Tian Yuyang back, was there no one at home?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Ah...it's okay."
Cheng Wen still wanted to ask, but Yang Fengyu had already hung up the phone.
Yang Fengyu sat on the bed in a daze for a while, when the doorbell rang suddenly, Yang Fengyu got up, and saw through the cat's eyes, it was a delivery guy.
Tian Yuyang ordered takeaway?
Yang Fengyu stuck out half of his head, took the takeaway in his hand, "Thank you."
Just as he was about to go back, he noticed from the corner of his eye that there were still several bags at the door, which contained things like porridge for breakfast.
Real rappers don't even eat breakfast, but Yang Fengyu still took all the bags in under the surprised eyes of the delivery boy, and went straight to knock on Tian Yuyang's door.
"Tian Yuyang! I can't go to class yet!"
Yang Fengyu casually opened those plastic bags and took a look, and found that they were puppy bags that he always loved to eat when he was a child. Unfortunately, after a hangover, his head was a little dizzy and he didn't have much appetite.
The lunch was very light and still steaming. After Yang Fengyu scolded Tian Yuyang awake, he plunged into the bathroom to wash off his drunkenness and exhaustion.
After washing, Tian Yuyang came out in a daze. Seeing the food on the table, he yawned and asked, "What did you order?"
Yang Fengyu shook his head, "Didn't you order it?"
"Damn it, did you order it from your fanatical male fan?" Tian Yuyang's small eyes widened, "Good guy, this is really fanatical, you...you didn't sleep, did you?"
"Are you... stupid? I'm not interested in men. Besides, if I want to sleep, I'll sleep with him, okay?"
Tian Yuyang snorted coldly: "You are so small? Girls regard you as their wife, so it counts."
"Fuck you, it's because I'm handsome!"
"You have to show some face, Yang Fengyu."
Tian Yuyang's lecture was at 01:30 in the afternoon. The two of them stepped onto the lecture theater. They thought that there were only the front seats left. Unexpectedly, everyone changed their normal routine and the front row was full.
Tian Yuyang couldn't help but exclaim: "My God, what's going on?"
Someone replied: "You are stupid, that handsome new professor came to class today."
"Oh... I forgot!" Tian Yuyang remembered it now, and was so sleepy again, he said something perfunctory, and was dragged by Yang Fengyu to the back row.
As soon as he sat down, Tian Yuyang shook his head and said: "Coconut, I can't do it anymore, I'll sleep for a while, if the roll is called, you can answer it for me."
Fang Cuicui, a girl in the front row, has a good relationship with Tian Yuyang, and turned around as soon as she heard this, "I heard that the new professor is so handsome! Why don't you take a look if you come here? Maybe you won't be able to get the class later. "
"Look at Coconut, Coconut is interested in handsome guys, but I am not interested."
Fang Cuicui said "Ah?" in surprise, and Yang Fengyu slapped Tian Yuyang on the back of the head: "Fuck you, I'm not interested in men, you idiot."
Tian Yuyang was so sleepy that he waved his hands without responding.
Fang Cuicui lowered her voice and asked Yang Fengyu: "How was your tour yesterday? Did it go well? I didn't see Tian Yuyang posting any photos."
It is not hidden that Tian Yuyang is a random rapper, but because of the stupidity, the students in the class do not engage in hip-hop, basically only a few people with good relationships know that they are rappers.
Yang Fengyu recalled that little episode, hesitantly said: "It's... not bad, right? The photos are waiting for the venue staff and fans to return the photos."
"Oh... Seeing that he is drinking like this, right?"
"Hmph, that's his dish." Yang Fengyu said in a disdainful tone, not mentioning the glorious deed of himself pouring half a glass yesterday.
Seeing that the time was approaching, the men and women in the front row all straightened their backs. Yang Fengyu slept soundly last night, and now he was not sleepy, but a little dizzy. He propped his head on one hand and stared at the door in a daze.
When the time came, the door was suddenly pushed open, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, a middle-aged man with worrying hair walked in.
Fang Cuicui straightened her back, and suddenly relaxed after seeing the person coming.
Yang Fengyu laughed out loud, "Handsome new professor?"
"What, this is Old Zhao from our Academic Affairs Office, why is he here to join in the fun...won't you really want to call the roll?"
Yang Fengyu subconsciously looked behind him, not following him.
Afraid of what to come, the middle-aged man stepped aside, and the class committee began to roll the roll.
Yang Fengyu pressed down on the brim of his hat, and cleared his throat again.
The list was arranged alphabetically, and it was almost finished when it was Tian Yuyang's turn, and the people sitting around Yang Fengyu were a little impatient.
"Why don't you come?"
"I don't know how handsome he is. I heard that the counselor was taken aback on the day I joined the job."
"If he is not handsome, I will definitely drag out the person who sent the message in the group at that time and beat him up."
Yang Fengyu didn't take it seriously, "Is it so exaggerated?"
"As for it," Fang Cuicui said, "the Conservatory of Music already has a lot of girls, and the few boys are either crooked, ugly or stupid. Who wouldn't be happy if a handsome guy comes. Besides, who doesn't like handsome guys?"
"...I'm not interested." Yang Fengyu didn't understand.
After finishing speaking, Fang Cuicui looked at Yang Fengyu carefully again: "Are you going to answer for Tian Zi later? Keep the brim of your hat down, or you will definitely be recognized."
"why?"
"Because you're pretty handsome, too."
Indeed, Yang Fengyu seldom pays attention to other people's looks, because in his life, there are few people who are more handsome than him.
Apart from……
Qin Fangcong.
"Tian Yuyang."
At the same time that this name appeared in Yang Fengyu's mind, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and the class committee also pointed out Tian Yuyang's name.
Yang Fengyu raised his hand subconsciously, just as he was about to answer, but across the entire classroom, he was caught off guard by the sight of the person coming up from a distance.
Eyes behind a pair of lenses.
Still as indifferent and indifferent as always, even with a bit of sharpness for no reason.
With just one glance, it feels like there is nowhere to hide.
Yang Fengyu's eyes widened, and he even forgot to breathe. He immediately retracted his raised hand and rubbed his eyes instead.
Is he blind! !Or is it still drunk? !
Why is it Qin Fangcong again? ?
Yang Fengyu raised his head again, and looked at the man carefully from top to bottom.
Grass!This damn abstinence elite breath!
Isn't this who Qin Fangcong is? Could it be Qin Fangcong and his brother Qin Yuancong?
Yang Fengyu was stunned on the spot.
When there was no response, the class committee called out again: "Tian Yuyang? Isn't Tian Yuyang here?"
Fang Cuicui, who was dumbfounded by his handsomeness, came back to her senses, and stretched out her hand to shake Yang Fengyu in front of the dumbfounded Yang Fengyu, "Didn't you answer it for him?"
Yang Fengyu withdrew his shocked eyes, wishing he could put his head into the hole of the table, feeling that he was under the scorching gaze, and raised his hand with difficulty:
"To, to!"
The class committee looked back, lowered his head and drew a tick on the list.
Fang Cuicui chuckled: "Didn't you say that you are not interested in handsome guys? I think you are very interested, and your eyes are straight."
"No, I was just joking, why are you still blushing!"
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