The gentleman, he is spoiled

Qiao Huan looked at the serious Wen Liangcheng beside him, smiling like a crescent moon with his slender phoenix eyes.

Qi Yu on the side looked at Instructor Qiao like this, touched his chin and slapped Da Pan next to him, and said in a low voice: "Hey, didn't you notice that Instructor Qiao's smile is different from usual?"

Da Pan glanced at it, and said honestly, "It looks better."

Qi Yu blankly stared at him, then asked Cheng Lei: "What do you think?"

Cheng Lei whispered, "It's not a fake smile."

Qi Yu snapped his fingers, stretched out his hand to hold Cheng Lei's hand, and said excitedly: "Brother, you also think that he usually looks like a fake smile, right? I just said how could I be the only one who thinks so? It's just a commercial smirk, if I didn't know, I really thought he was a shrewd businessman in the mall, or the kind of profiteer." Qi Yu was spouting here, Cheng Lei's expression changed suddenly, Da Pan winking at him too

Qi Yu hasn't realized what's wrong: "Really, he looks like a profiteer"

Da Pan patted his forehead speechlessly, and sympathetically turned Qi Yu's head to the other direction. In the next second, Qi Yu saw that impeccable smile.

"What profiteer?"

Now Qi Yu's smile is uglier than crying: "Joe, instructor Qiao, I'm talking about my dad, he's a thief in business, he's a traitor."

Qiao Huan's eyes flashed brightly, and he secretly thought, I am a dutiful businessman, how could I be a profiteer...

At this time, in the Yin family in Nancheng, Yin Shuyu was smoking a cigarette, straightened his suit collar, and loaded the gun in his hand with cold eyes: "Tell Qiao San that this batch of goods is not very satisfactory, and the price needs to be renegotiated." up"

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At the military training ground here, Wen Liangcheng was still thinking about teaching them about computer programming, a boy jokingly said: "Master, you just need to sit in the middle and let us watch for a while."

Sure enough, the tips of Wen Liangcheng's ears turned red again, and as soon as he said this, the boy felt a chill on the back of his neck. He never imagined that tomorrow he would be greeted with a penalty run of ten laps, because his The finger...moved a bit.

But there is still a bold shout: "Instructor Qiao, please sing us a song to make a sample."

"That's right, instructor, you have to come up with a song."

There were more and more echoing voices, and Wen Liangcheng couldn't help but secretly watched Qiao Huan's reaction, but who would have imagined that Qiao Huan actually leaned in front of him: "Do you want to hear it?"

Wen Liangcheng was stunned for a few seconds, and replied in a low voice: "All, both are fine." He is most used to this kind of neutral answer.

Qiao Huan smiled: "Okay, then I'll sing it to you." After finishing speaking, Qiao Huan got up and walked slowly to the center, and sat down slowly facing Wenliang City.

A soothing and gentle love song sang from Qiao Huan's mouth. His voice was deep and pleasant, and everyone involuntarily fell silent, and the flashlight of the mobile phone in his hand also gently shook rhythmically.

Wen Liangcheng was a little surprised, because this song was the one the two of them listened to together just now. Seeing the soft eyes staring at him, Wen Liangcheng covered his heart that was beating suddenly, and that strange feeling came up again, like It was like some kind of chemical reaction, as if an explosion was about to take place in his body, and the product of this explosion must be a large amount of adrenaline and dopamine, because his face began to turn red and hot again involuntarily, and his heart also "thumped." "Boom, boom" kept jumping, but this strange feeling was completely different from the feeling of a social panic attack.

Wen Liangcheng touched his forehead in confusion: "Could it be that I really have some strange disease?"

Qiao Huan sat back next to Wenliang City amidst warm applause and whistling whistles, and Qiao Huan's good start also successfully aroused everyone's interest, and they were all eager to try to make a splash, and there was no shortage of talents. Some weirdos, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became casual and relaxed, and no one proposed to let Wen Liangcheng perform, which made him really relieved.

"Do you like it?" The sudden question from the person next to him made Wen Liangcheng breathe out nervously again, and he turned his head to look at someone staring at him with his chin poised, and there seemed to be some small expectations in his gentle light brown eyes.

Wen Liangcheng thought that Qiao Huan was asking himself about the song he sang, so he nodded politely: "Hi, I like it."

Qiao Huan laughed out loud: "Why don't you ask me what I like?"

Wen Liangcheng blinked his round eyes suspiciously: "Isn't that the song you sang?"

Qiao Huan shook his head, his tone was calm: "What I want to ask is, I who sing...do you like it?"

Wen Liangcheng thought for a while, and answered directly without thinking: "I don't like it."

Qiao Huan: "..."

As soon as the words came out, Wen Liangcheng felt that something was not very good, he waved his hands anxiously, and quickly explained: "Joe, instructor Qiao, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to hate you." Wen Liangcheng thought that Qiao Huan meant What is his impression of the instructor? After thinking about it, he said: "You, you are a good instructor, but I haven't reached the level of liking in my heart, but I respect you very much!"

Qiao Huan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then how can we reach the level of liking?"

Wen Liangcheng scratched his head: "My favorite now is Xiaochong, anyway, as long as you surpass Xiaochong, you will definitely arrive."

Qiao Huan's eyes darkened: "Who is Xiao Chong?"

Hearing Qiao Huan's question, Wen Liangcheng was immediately proud, his puppy-like eyes gleaming: "Oh~ Xiaochong is a programming assistant I designed, and it has helped me a lot."

After reacting, Qiao Huan laughed helplessly, and said to himself: "So I will compete with a string of codes in the future? And now its status is still above me." He reached out and stroked Wen Liangcheng's hair , with a gentle tone: "little fool, the liking I mentioned is different from the liking you said, I will teach you slowly in the future"

Wen Liangcheng nodded half-understanding, wondering if the content taught by the military training instructors is already so complicated?He thought of the love song that Qiao Huan sang just now, and asked curiously, "Does Instructor Qiao also like to listen to love songs?"

Qiao Huan nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Well, I like it very much, I listen to it often." After finishing speaking, he calmly glanced at the music software he had just downloaded on his phone, and there was only one song in the playlist that had been repeated more than a dozen times. Afterwards, he silently put the phone into his trouser pocket.

Hearing what Qiao Huan said, Wen Liangcheng felt that he was much closer to him from the bottom of his heart. For the first time, he took out his mobile phone, opened the playlist he usually listened to when he was in a good mood, and moved to Qiao Huan's side little by little. , with a small voice: "Joe, Instructor Qiao, if you like to listen, I have many songs that I can share with you"

Qiao Huan leaned forward, the shoulders of the two touched together vaguely, a faint fragrance of coconut milk lingered at the tip of Qiao Huan's nose, this smell made the person in front of him more like a piece of milky toffee , So soft and cute that I almost want people to go up and take a bite, it's so sweet to the bottom of my heart, he squinted his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but there was still a gentle smile on his face: "It's all very nice."

After listening to Qiao Huan's words, Wen Liangcheng's obedient and cute face was filled with big question marks: "But I haven't played a song yet."

Qiao Huan's originally impeccable smile froze slightly: "I, I've heard it before."

Wen Liangcheng was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Instructor Qiao had similar taste to his own. He looked at Qiao Huan and noticed something strange: "Joe, Instructor Qiao, why are you blushing?"

Qiao Huan's skin was already fair, so it looked even more obvious. He took off his coat as if nothing had happened: "Yes, it's a little hot." His usually shrewd eyes were a little flustered.

In September, the temperature difference between day and night in Binshi is a bit large. Although it can make people sweat during the day, but at night, the air is full of cool, damp and cold water vapor. It happened that a cool breeze blew by. Wen Liangcheng rolled up his collar and admired it After taking a few glances at Qiao Huan, he secretly thought that the instructor's physical fitness is so good.

This little cool breeze completely froze Qiao Huan's smile, and even made goosebumps...

After returning to the dormitory, Wen Liangcheng put on his pajamas, took a toothbrush in his mouth, and went to wash with his messy hair, thinking about his newly designed programming algorithm. They are not interested in all the topics, so every time Qi Yu and the others are sensible, they don't bring him together.

"Hey, hey, look at the school forum, someone posted a video of Instructor Qiao singing, and Instructor Qiao became popular." Qi Yu patted Da Pan on the shoulder excitedly

"I'll go! There are tens of thousands of views!" Cheng Lei also looked surprised

After hearing this topic, a certain little guy not far away unconsciously slowed down his fingers typing on the keyboard, and the elf's ears pricked up towards that side. Qi Yu clicked on the video and continued to comment: "Should I say it or not? With our instructor’s looks and singing so beautifully, it’s still a love song, and it’s going to knock down a lot of little girls every minute.”

After listening to Qi Yu's words, Wen Liangcheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not particularly nice." Having said that, his bright eyes peeked at Qi Yu's phone screen, and his feet He also secretly made a movement, moving over there in small steps, just about to see it, but it was time to turn off the lights, the sudden darkness made Wenliang City inexplicably flustered, before Qi Yu could turn around, he quickly crawled up in bed.

When he could hear snoring from the bed opposite, Wen Liangcheng looked up at Qi Yu's bed, the gloomy cell phone light flickered on and off, Wen Liangcheng was overjoyed, held the phone tightly, brewed for a long time, and then whispered He said, "Qi Yu, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Qi Yu turned over and lay on the head of the bed

Wen Liangcheng's voice became even quieter, and he stuttered a little: "That's, the school forum is here, where can I read it?"

Qi Yu was a little surprised: "Aren't you always not interested in school gossip?"

Wen Liangcheng scratched his hair: "How to put it, I also need to know some big and small things that happened in school."

Qi Yu immediately nodded in agreement: "That's right, the great god will also step down from the altar to take a look." After finishing speaking, he sent Wen Liangcheng the method of entering the forum.

After Wen Liangcheng clicked into the forum, Qiao Huan's post was firmly ranked first. He secretly glanced at Qi Yu who was already sleeping, then put on the earphones gently, retracted into the quilt bit by bit, and clicked on The video of Qiao Huan singing may be because it was too stuffy and hot under the quilt, and someone's face turned red again. After watching it, he kept it in the photo album, even though he didn't even know why he did it.. ....