I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students went to the restaurant in twos and threes.

Chen Wei wiped her sweat with her wristband, "Let's go?"

Jiang Xing: "Let's go for a while, you go first."

He tosses the tennis ball, swings the racket against the wall, and bounces off the same spot on the ground almost every time, with his arms outstretched and his movements pleasing to the eye.

Chen Wei looked at Yu Chen thoughtfully. He was scrubbing the ground with a bucket and a mop, and his movements were skillful.

"Then I'm leaving." Chen Wei left, leaving only Yu Chen and Jiang Xing in the empty tennis court.

The sound of rubbing the plastic floor was harsh. Jiang Xing patted the ball and pushed it into the tennis frame with a light wrist.

"Want me to help you?"

Yu Chen had already wiped a quarter of the field, and his forehead was slightly damp with sweat.

"Need not."

Jiang Xing took out his vibrating cell phone, and it turned out to be Bai Luoyun's message.

He hadn't contacted him since he was drunk that day, and Jiang Xing thought he had gone back to the gallery.

[Bai Luoyun: The school invited me to hold an art exhibition in school, and I agreed. ]

[Are you free?Right in the lobby of the Art Center. ]

Attached with the letter are two electronic tickets, each with a representative work of Bai Luoyun.His works are brightly colored with an upward energy.

Jiang Xing: Why are there two?

[Bai Luoyun: The art exhibition is divided into two days, with different themes. ]

Jiang Xing blinked and asked Yu Chen, "Do you want to go to the art exhibition?"

Yu Chen put down the bucket: "Bai Luoyun?"

"Correct."

Yu Chen was a little sarcastic: "I only invite you."

Jiang Xing: "But I don't want to go alone." He walked up to Yu Chen with bright eyes, looking forward to going with him.

He uses this secret method to convey love, and the people who are watching will think that they are really important to Jiang Xing.

Yu Chen said, "Okay."

"Thank you." Jiang Xing pursed his lips and smiled, and offered to help him carry the bucket to the utility room.

Yu Chen restrained his smile and said to himself: Don't trust him.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Xing took the initiative to walk to the teaching building of the ordinary class, carefully hid behind the wall and looked into the glass.

Yu Chen was sitting by the outer window, with his thin back slightly bent, writing notes.

The clean and handsome side face is simply eye-catching among high school students.

All the sun shines on him, no matter how taciturn he is, he still shines invisible.

The math teacher writes questions with his back to the students.Jiang Xing was worried about how to ask Yu Chen to come out, but the other party raised his head with a tacit understanding, and accurately caught Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said silently: "Come out quickly."

Yu Chen quickly finished writing the topic assigned by the teacher just now, and said softly when she patrolled around, "Teacher, I want to go to the infirmary."

He is serious about studying and has a good attitude. All the teachers in the city's No. 1 grade know about it, and they don't suspect that the other party is lying.

"Okay, rest for a while if you feel uncomfortable."

Yu Chen nodded, without taking his bag, and quietly left through the back door of the classroom.

Jiang Xing grabbed him and walked downstairs, "Hurry up, there will be more people after class."

The corridor was quiet, only the faint sound of lectures could be heard.

And Yu Chen, who always sat upright in the classroom, left during class time for the first time, strange and novel.

The boulevard in the afternoon was covered with fine specks of light, following Jiang Xing's footsteps, passing across the boy's cheek.

Yu Chen suddenly felt the long-lost tranquility in his heart—the tranquility before he died of illness and before he traded with monsters.

A few boys and girls came and went sporadically in the art center. Jiang Xing walked briskly and led Yu Chen inside.

The building is entirely made of glass, and it is cleaned regularly. The interior is so bright and clean that it is not realistic.

Bai Luoyun's painting was already on the wall, Jiang Xing randomly chose the largest oil painting, pressed his hands lightly on the fence, and leaned over to see its name.

"unicorn"

On the oil painting, a pure white unicorn is drinking water under the psychedelic night, and sitting beside it is a figure with a vague face, its toes are casually falling on the water, as if it is playing.

"Bai Luoyun is really powerful." Jiang Xing supported Yu Chen's shoulders and whispered, "The human body is so beautiful."

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes slowly, his face slightly cold.

Jiang Xing noticed that he was in a bad mood, "What's wrong?"

He didn't know that with Yu Chen's special power, he could see through the outermost oil painting and see the underlying canvas hidden below.

The figure had a face, it was Jiang Xing.

It is not like the surface oil painting wearing an elegant Roman-style robe, but is covered with a transparent gauze that seems to have nothing.Between youth and youth, a beautiful body that is immature and mature is looming.

It is no longer the pure beauty of the human body, Yu Chen saw it—desire.

Jiang Xing: "What's wrong?"

Yu Chen shook his head and walked to the next painting, which was still a portrait.

It is a teenager who caresses the neck of a swan, with a clear face and a pure Westerner.

But Yu Chen saw the base map.

In the myth, the lewd and lewd god turned into a swan and made peace with Lida, and later generations cast a secret hint on this pure and beautiful creature.The swan wrapped around the boy's shoulders and neck, being touched tenderly.

The next one is still the same.

In all works, Bai Luoyun's filthy desires are covered up with impeccable surface oil paintings.

He sent it to the school for exhibition and invited Jiang Xing to watch it, all to satisfy his dark thoughts.

Jiang Xing followed Yu Chen around, frowned and said, "Yu Chen, what are you doing?"

Yu Chen glanced at the face of the other party who knew nothing about it, and suddenly remembered the oil painting hanging in the study.

His face moved slightly: "Let's go back."

"Ah?" Jiang Xing asked puzzled, "What are you thinking?"

Yu Chen was annoyed at Bai Luoyun's behavior, but he had to lament that the other party was really rushing to hand him the knife.

"Go back and tell you."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Jiang Xing reluctantly agreed.

It was the first time for Yu Chen to skip afternoon and evening classes.Jiang Xing wanted to know what Yu Chen was going to do when he went back.

Seeing the two of them coming back, the housekeeper was a little surprised: "Young master?"

Jiang Xing smiled and acted like a baby: "I miss the food at home."

The housekeeper couldn't care less about exploring what Jiang Xing was doing when he came back, and couldn't stop laughing: "Okay, I'll have someone cook fish soup for you. You're so tired from school, so make up for it."

Yu Chen: "Do you have any unwanted knives at home?"

Seeing the butler's doubts, he explained: "It's a small craft."

"There is a utility knife in the study cabinet, you can use it directly."

Yu Chen silently nodded, and signaled Jiang Xing to follow with his eyes.

Jiang Xing became even more curious, what does Yu Chen want a knife for?What does manual mean?

Yu Chen locked the study door, pulled Jiang Xing to let him sit on the sofa: "Look."

Jiang Xing: "Stop playing tricks."

Yu Chen pursed his lips slightly, and brushed his ear hair comfortingly, "Right now."

What Yu Chen did next was simply unexpected.

He took down the painting that Bai Luoyun had given to Jiang Xing, and roughly scraped off the dried paint with a utility knife.

Jiang Xing chuckled: "You are not jealous of Bai Luoyun, are you..."

His voice faded and his eyes widened.

As the paint peels off, a completely different painting gradually reveals its true face.

Extreme beauty and absolute evil merge here.

Yu Chen: "Look."

Jiang Xing was awakened by the cold voice, and the boy got up angrily, picked up the water glass and poured it on the oil painting.

Water droplets remain on the painting due to grease, adding to the chaos and beauty.

Those pure and beautiful color blocks on the surface are all to cover up the reality full of the painter's ugly fantasy underneath.

The water glass fell on the carpet, and Jiang Xing said coldly, "Burn it."

Yu Chen knocked down the picture frame, dark water stains spread.

"Throw away the carpet, replace it with a new one." Jiang Xing looked at the ground coldly and called Bai Luoyun.

Bai Luoyun paced back and forth in the hotel, his heart beating so fast that it would burst out of his throat.

He knew that he shouldn't let the boy go to the art exhibition, and he knew that he shouldn't draw fantasy.

But he's about to be driven mad by his inner demons.

It urged Bai Luoyun all the time, don't care about Jiang Xing's status, as long as it pollutes him is enough!Sprinkle the most straightforward colors in the world on Xiao Xiang's body for many years!

Agent: "Someone asked you if you could sell your paintings at the art tour. At this price, what do you think..."

"Not for sale!" Bai Luoyun's face was gloomy, "Not a single one!"

The manager was annoyed, "How many times have I told you that paintings are only valuable if they are sold, you—"

"Needless to say!" Bai Luoyun flipped over the ashtray.

There was a loud noise when the floor was smashed, and both of them calmed down a lot.

Bai Luoyun took a deep breath: "This batch will not be sold, we will talk about it next time."

The phone screen lit up, and his heart skipped a beat. It was Jiang Xing.

Did he see the art exhibition?What will he say?

Will you give yourself the most beautiful compliment in the world as before?

Bai Luoyun made a silent gesture to the manager, connected the phone, and his face softened suddenly.

"Jiang Xing..."

"Bai Luoyun."

Bai Luoyun froze all over.

Jiang Xing's tone was colder than ever: "Dirty dog."

Jiang Xing knew.

These words hovered in Bai Luoyun's mind.He trembled uncontrollably, despair and excitement controlling his brain at the same time.

His disgusting, lowly thoughts finally came to light.

Jiang Xing's phone was taken by someone, and it was an unfamiliar voice: "Don't draw in the future."

Bai Luoyun showed a distorted smile, his voice trembling: "He saw it, how is it? How did he react?"

Yu Chen: "He asked me to burn it."

"He really doesn't like it..." Bai Luoyun lowered his head and laughed softly, his voice seemed to come from the deepest prison in hell.

"I can't help it, I can't bear it..."

Yu Chen didn't speak, Bai Luoyun continued: "It doesn't matter if you block me, it doesn't matter..."

The long-suppressed malice drove him crazy, and his voice was dull: "I can still draw, as long as I am still alive, I will continue to draw."

Yu Chen hung up the phone and turned to Jiang Xing for questioning.

Jiang Xing stepped on the painting, frowning.

Yu Chen: "You heard it."

Jiang Xing glanced at him, as if thinking about how to deal with it.

Judging from his endless tolerance towards his friends, it was hard for Yu Chen to believe that Jiang Xing could still deal with Bai Luoyun after his anger passed.

Yu Chen: "I can help you."

"Huh? Let him never be able to draw?" Jiang Xing sneered, "You see people better than I do."

What was said in the locker room earlier became a prophecy.

Yu Chen took the painting and took a bottle of oil from the kitchen, and walked towards the swimming pool.

Jiang Xing stood in front of the window of the study on the second floor, looking at him coldly.

Yu Chen threw the painting on his back onto the swimming pool tiles, and the beautiful and beautiful figure appeared again.

That was Jiang Xing, locked in a cage, wearing chains and black cloth.His body was splashed with oil paint, which was used as a canvas.

Vegetable oil was soaked into the wooden frame and canvas, and Yu Chen lit a match before throwing it lightly.

The flames began to spread from the corner of the painting, bit by bit swallowing up the charming dream.

The thick smoke frightened the kitchen servants, they quickly came over with fire extinguishers, but were stopped by Yu Chen.

"Jiang Xing said, burn it."

The servants looked at each other, the painting was already destroyed when they arrived, no one saw what angered the always gentle young master.

After the fire, Yu Chen looked up at Jiang Xing, and said silently:

'I will not let you down. '

The author has something to say:

Yu Chen: Stop drawing in the future.

Yu Chen: It doesn't look like a painting.

Cat:?How do you know it

In fact, each of these five has its own purpose.

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