Good brother, your design is broken

For a moment, everything was silent.

The students all looked at the boys and "girls" in the back row.

Three seconds later, laughter came from the class.

Ma Baiwu didn't know why, so he walked aggressively to the two of them, only to realize that he had mistaken the gender, not only the mistake, but also Ling Lang.

Because Ling Langyue deliberately provoked him with a score of 250 in the test, he had long had a deep grudge against Ling Lang, and now he was embarrassing in front of Ling Lang, so he skipped the embarrassing part directly, and his anger took precedence— —

"Why is it you again! You have no clothes to wear yourself, so you have to wear someone else's?"

"I know how to bully my classmates all day long."

"I heard that you are absent from the make-up classes during the winter vacation, and you have to make a fuss when you come to school, right?"

Facing Ma Baiwu's stern and half-disgusted accusations, Ling Lang seemed to have never heard of it, and didn't even raise his head.

Ma Baiwu continued to speak.

bang.

The water glass on the table was knocked off by Chi Yang who was standing beside him, and without leaning to one side, the water on Ma Baiwu's trouser legs was splashed.

Ma Baiwu stepped back, pointed at Chi Yang and said sharply, "You weren't a student of our Beijing High School before, right? What's your name?"

The spearhead suddenly fell on Chi Yang.

Ling Lang, who originally ignored Ma Baiwu, frowned, stood up without thinking, and was about to speak when Chi Yang blocked him sideways.

He stared at Chi Yang's broad back in a daze for a few seconds, then pulled Chi Yang's sleeve, which meant that Chi Yang should not answer the conversation and let him come.

However, the people standing in front didn't seem to understand.

In a direction Ling Lang couldn't see, Chi Yang squinted his eyes.

It seems that Xu Tu and the others are right. The indiscriminate grade director in front of him has indeed made Ling Lang, a little bored melon who can only suffer in silence, suffer a lot of grievances.

"I'm sorry, Director Ma, I accidentally knocked it down." Chi Yang looked down at Ma Baiwu's fully retreating hairline, and said with a smile, "It's quite cold today, I put a piece of clothing on my brother, it doesn't seem to belong to school discipline Is it within the scope of school regulations?"

The whole class burst into laughter again, pigs yelling, geese yelling, and ducks yelling. Compared with the previous restraint, it didn't give half of the face.

"Quiet! Quiet for me!"

Chi Yang clarified the relationship with one sentence. For a loner and bad student like Ling Lang who actually has a brother who cares about him, Director Ma still knows he is wrong no matter how shocked he is.

But due to the majesty of the grade director, he couldn't easily admit it. Besides, Ling Lang was still a problematic student. As for the deskmate who was assigned to the back corner with him, it must not be a good thing. After all, birds of a feather flock together.

He continued to spit and scold: "A high school student doesn't have a proper manner, doesn't wear clothes well, what does he look like when he wears them? Playing Shanghai Beach or Young and Dangerous? Do you still think you are handsome?"

This is not the first time Ma Baiwu has messed around, and Ling Lang has never taken him seriously, but from the moment he targeted Chi Yang, Ling Lang's face was darker than the dark clouds outside.

Ling Lang didn't want to let Chi Yang continue to suffer innocent disasters, he kicked the chair and took a step forward, bumping into Chi Yang who just turned around.

Chi Yang raised his right hand and stretched it towards his chest.

He subconsciously pressed Chi Yang's hand, and said in astonishment: "What are you doing?"

Chi Yang didn't speak, but held his wrist instead, stuffed his arms into his sleeves, then lowered his head, and buttoned his coat one by one, his expression didn't change from the beginning to the end, just his movements A little domineering.

The faintly pleasant smell on the clothes completely surrounded Ling Lang.

Ling Lang stared at Chi Yang's raised lips in surprise, his heart skipped a beat without warning.

This is the first time he sees Chi Yang's face without a smile on his face, it's very strange, but he can't look away.

After closing the last button, Chi Yang put his arms around Ling Lang's shoulders: "The clothes are finished, Director Ma, is there anything else?"

Director Ma was already half-deadly pissed off by Chi Yang's attitude, his black lips trembled and trembled, he wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, he choked on a constipated expression.

Chi Yang glanced at the wall clock, and reminded him friendly: "If nothing happens, we have two minutes left for class."

The onlookers gasped, darling, what's going on, Chi Yang must have been too annoying today!

Although everyone hates Director Ma collectively, they are all students at the bottom of the ecological chain after all. Except for Ling Lang, they have never seen a second hero who dared to openly confront him.

After Ma Baiwu was angry and left, the classroom became a pot of porridge again, but the content was no longer the spring thunder just now.

Wang Mei enthusiastically opened the mic: "It's outrageous that his mother burned paper for outrageous, outrageous to death! You use a chicken feather as an arrow all day long, and you deserve to be the eighth grade director without being promoted."

Chi Yang's number one fan, Ye Lingling, was indignant: "That's right, he's too unreasonable to make trouble!"

Qin Ye was quite calm: "We have to be considerate, if two hundred and five brains are easy to use, it is not two hundred and five."

Luo Yiheng, who was buried in the problem in the corner, put down his pen forcefully, and seemed to hold back for a long time, wanting to fight the injustice, but swallowed the words timidly when the words came to his lips, only daring to nod along with the bold speeches of other students.

"..."

A sudden farce extinguished the commotion brought about by Chun Lei.

Until the class bell rang, Ling Lang's expression was still not very good, but his complexion was much better. Chi Yang's neck and chin were wrapped by the collar of Chi Yang's wide coat, and his pale skin finally had a slight rosy glow.

The last class is over, and the rain hasn't stopped.

Ling Lang didn't bring an umbrella, so Chi Yang took an umbrella and sent him back to the dormitory. The two of them didn't speak during the journey.

When he reached the door of the single-person apartment, Chi Yang wanted to go in with Ling Lang, but Ling Lang blocked him at the entrance of the corridor.

Chi Yang: "Then I go?"

Ling Lang let out a "hmm".

Chi Yang: "It's really gone."

Ling Lang gave another "hmm".

Chi Yang didn't force it, turned around and left the cramped staircase.

Ling Lang didn't go upstairs immediately, he stood where he was, watching Chi Yang's leaving back.

In the rain, Chi Yang was holding a black umbrella, wearing a single shirt, the cuffs were slightly rolled up to expose his arms, and the hem was tucked into his trousers, outlining an inverted triangle with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

It was only then that Ling Lang remembered that Chi Yang's coat was still on him.

Back in the dormitory, Ling Lang ate a bowl of instant noodles, then closed all the windows tightly, plugged in noise-cancelling headphones, and drew in the room to block all sounds.

A sketch was quickly completed.

The boy in the painting is wearing the uniform of the North University, leaning against the wall of the teaching building with one hand in his pocket, his sharp chin is slightly raised, and his eyes are alienated behind the thin lenses. He has nothing to do.

Holding the paintbrush, Ling Lang put the end of the brush on his chin and looked at it for a long time. When he remembered something, he took out his phone and opened the photo album.

The latest photo in the album was saved from the post of "checking in with Chi Yang".

In the photo, Chi Yang's expressions and movements are exactly the same as those in his painting.

Feeling the double indifference, Ling Lang frowned.

This is not Chi Yang.

Ling Jin once said that Chi Yang is the "yang" of the sun, the kind that illuminates the earth.

Ling Lang didn't know what kind of wind he was having at that time, so he saved this photo.

He ruthlessly deletes photos, erasing expressive parts of sketches.But he re-drawn the pen several times, but he couldn't draw that iconic warm smile.

What hovered in his mind was Chi Yang's half-smile expression when facing Ma Baiwu, which was both provocative and offensive.

Ling Lang argued twice again in disbelief, and finally threw away the pen and stopped painting.

He didn't understand a bit, how could someone like Chi Yang, who understands the general situation, use that tone and expression to choke the grade director?

Three hours after the incident, Ling Lang's slow emotional feedback ability finally made him realize that Chi Yang must have been angry at that moment.

But why is Chi Yang angry?

It's just that he accidentally knocked over the water, just apologize. With Chi Yang's personality, he shouldn't be so impulsive and take the initiative to cause trouble.

After all, he was the one who had a problem with Ma Baiwu, and Chi Yang could obviously have nothing to do with it, just laugh it off...

This kind of obsession with an answer made Ling Lang feel strange.

The sky outside the window is still cloudy and rainy, and the gray sky is like heavy thoughts.

Ling Lang glanced at the time.

Normally, Chi Yang would send a message asking him to study in the opposite dormitory, or come to his dormitory to find him.

But an hour and a half ago, he invited Chi Yang away.

Chi Yang probably won't look for him again today.

He opened the phone's address book, turned to Chi Yang's name, looked at it for a while, and finally closed it.

Chi Yang hadn't taken off the coat he was wearing in the afternoon, he rubbed the corner of the coat for a while, turned his head, put his nose on the collar of the coat, and sniffed it secretly as if confirming it.

It is indeed fragrant.

Very clean and smells good.

He sniffed again, then closed his eyes and buried his face in the soft, warm fabric.

That night, Chi Yang pulled Ling Lang's four younger brothers into a group and asked them about the relationship between Ling Lang and Lei Yutian.

Chi Yang was caught off guard, and before the other three had time to chat and collude in private, the honest man Chen Feng spoke first: I'm secretly telling you, brother wolf is afraid of thunder.

Chi Yang: When did it start?

Chen Feng: I don't know, anyway, since we met Brother Lang, he has been like this.

Xu Tu: Brother Lang usually doesn't allow us to mention this, Brother Yang had better not ask, but don't laugh at Brother Lang, after all, tough men also have tenderness.

Hou Sijie: ...

Liu Feiran: I don't think so, we dare not ask, but if it's brother Yang, then it can be done, right?Worship.jpg

Hou Sijie: …………

Chi Yang: Don't worry, I have my own measure.

After interrogating Ling Lang's four younger brothers, Chi Yang casually picked up the Rubik's Cube by the window and sorted out the information facing the rain outside the window.

Before returning to China, Ling Rongjiang only gave him some fragmented and useless information, and asked Ling Lang why he became what he is now, Ling Rongjiang only evaded in a few words.

But that's not a problem, because he always likes to solve the mystery alone.

The moment the six sides were put together, Chi Yang suddenly thought of something.

He turned on the computer and looked up the reports on the day of Ling Jin's plane crash. The relevant information was not comprehensive, but every article mentioned that that night was a rare thunderstorm in winter.

Chi Yang opened the "Little Wolf Cub Observation Diary" and recorded the key points of this discovery.

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ooc Speech: Whenever Brother Yang has pheromones...

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Thank you Xiatu tuuuuuuu for feeding the fish food, so heartfelt~