Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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When it was time to start class, the men's basketball team from Class [-] swarmed in from the back door covered in stinky sweat.

He Yan panted heavily and sat down on the seat, big drops of sweat hung on his forehead, and his hair was wet, as if it had been washed.

Fang Cheng took out a tissue and handed it to him, "Are you so tired? Do you want to wash?"

"It's been washed." He Yan took the tissue and wiped it carelessly, and threw it into the trash can behind him, one by one, "Where's the question for you?"

Fang Cheng handed the notebook with the calculation process to He Yan, and he only glanced at it casually, pointing to two of them: "These two are wrong, I will tell you about the history class later, and by the way, I will explain the calculation process to you." I wrote a few questions."

The history teacher who followed the boys through the back door: "...?"

Seeing Fang Cheng, the history teacher: "..."

He Cheng did what he said, and really explained Fang Cheng's unfamiliar knowledge points in mathematics one by one. Fortunately, Fang Chengping's history scores are good in daily life, and this class is also a review class before the exam. Teacher Just ignore them.

Fang Cheng worked hard at school during the day, went home at night to catch up on manuscripts, and went to He Yang’s rental house on weekends to study and catch up on manuscripts. After a month, he was thinner than Huang Hua.

On the other hand, He Yan, who ate well and slept well, and Fang Cheng cooks to improve the food on weekends, is obviously a bit stronger than before, from white and puffy to strong.

On the last weekend before the final exam, Fang Cheng was writing math papers on the small round table in the rental house, his eyes were very close to the test papers, He Yan looked awkward, and raised his forehead online: "I will be nearsighted."

Fang Cheng straightened up and rubbed his eyes, "I feel like I'm nearsighted, and I can't even see the blackboard clearly."

"Do you want glasses?"

"I don't want to match it. I don't look good with glasses, I'd be a girl." He circled his hands and gestured on his face, and put them in front of He Yan's eyes, "But you will look good with glasses."

He Yan stroked his hand away, "Does this make it look good?"

"Of course." In the previous life, Mr. He always wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses in private, like a gentle and weak scholar.In fact, Fang Cheng thinks it would be better to switch to gold-rimmed glasses, and the gentle scum is more fond of his xp.

He Yan didn't know what yellow waste was thinking in his mind, he was just worried about his eyes, "What should I do if I can't see the blackboard clearly?"

The tall man He Yan could only hang around in the last row, and Fang Cheng could only move to the front if he didn't have glasses.

Can he be willing?

Sure enough, Fang Cheng curled his lips unhappily, "Go on summer vacation, this semester is over."

He Yan stared at his bangs, which were covering his eyes. They were long and soft, and they were illuminated by the lamp on the table, reflecting a soft luster.

Hmm, a little itchy.

Fang Cheng felt his gaze, and fiddled with his forehead hair, "Is it too long?" He picked up a used tape on the table, and awkwardly tied the hair on the top of his head into a crooked tug. , "It's much more comfortable this way."

He Yan hummed in a low voice, "Hurry up and write the questions, there is still a copy of physics waiting for you."

Fang Cheng broke down and threw away the pen, kicked his legs, turned around and threw himself on the bed in the room, "I'm so bored! I'm so bored! I've learned it twice! But I still can't learn from you!"

After many years, he once again experienced the fear of being dominated by the report card.

He Yan thought that when he said that he had learned it twice, he meant that he had taught it once before the teacher, and taught him again when he came back, "Other students will also learn it at home."

Fang Cheng rolled over, wrapped himself in a thin blanket, and lay on the bed with nothing to love: "Did you see, my head is smoking."

He Yan glanced at his messy soft hair, and after a moment of blurred vision, he saw the long, white neck sinking into the collar, the straight back outlined by the light gray blanket, and the following arc...

The notification sound of the mobile phone suddenly sounded, like a bell ringing in his ear, shaking his consciousness so much that double images appeared.

He Yan's ears turned red suddenly, his eyes flustered back, and he coughed lightly: "Then rest, I've already reviewed everything that needs to be reviewed, and it shouldn't be a problem to be more careful in the exam next week. Oh, your phone rang."

"I heard it." Fang Cheng squirmed on the bed a few times, and then screamed exaggeratedly: "I'm trapped, He Yan help!"

He rolled so evenly that the blanket wrapped him like a long worm, and his hands and feet were tightly trapped.

He Yan didn't move, Fang Cheng continued to shout: "He Yan! Help!"

"Boss He!"

"Brother He!"

"Hey Shell!"

"Hey, darling!"

He Yan: "..."

I really don't know where so many strange names came from, no matter how much charming thoughts he had, he lost all his tricks.

Fang Cheng didn't know what he missed, and he was still asking for help with his throat closed: "Hehe baby, come and save me."

He Yan slowly went around to the other side of the bed, found out one end of the blanket, and pulled it hard, Fang Cheng flew out like a roll core that was thrown out.

He landed on the bed with a thud, got up in a daze and pulled out his mobile phone, not forgetting to talk to He Yan: "Thank you, brother, for saving my life."

He Yan felt that he was probably sick, and the things in his mind were always strange recently.

"You are the boss."

"Ah?" Fang Cheng realized slowly that he was replying to his "Boss He", "Ann, you are much more domineering than me."

The ringtone just now was the QQ notification tone, a message from Chen Yurui.

Fang Cheng tilted his head, and the little pinch on the top of his head shook, "Chen Yurui asked if he wanted to go out to play together during the summer vacation."

"No." He Yan refused very simply, "I still have to work for you."

Fang Chengsha nodded seriously, "Yes, that's what you said."

As soon as He Yan sat down beside him, he answered again: "But it won't take a few days, why don't you go play?"

"Don't go."

"Go, go to the beach." Fang Cheng pulled out a picture and showed him, "Aachen Coser's set makeup photo, isn't it very original? There are many beautiful ladies~"

He just said it casually, but He Yan changed his answer obediently: "Then go and have a look."

Fang Cheng: "..."

A certain string in his mind was plucked violently, and he suddenly realized one thing: he seemed to have always acquiesced that He Yan's sexual orientation was male.

Because in his previous life, he took the initiative to find him and offered to adopt him, so Fang Cheng took it for granted that he liked boys.But in fact, Mr. He in the previous life did not fall in love with him...

And even if President He likes boys ten years later, but He Yang ten years ago... Fang Cheng raised his eyes to He Yang who was sitting at the table and still looking at the cosplay pictures.

Does this person who is only 16 years old and has not been rendered by the Internet environment really have a concept of "sexual orientation"?

Fang Cheng froze in place, he didn't even respond when He Yan took his phone away.

He is thinking.

Alder He's life so far has been divided into two parts, pre-adoption and post-adoption.

He was only in his early ten years before he was adopted, and he was in an orphanage that was about to go bankrupt.After being adopted, he was abused by his adoptive father, and he closed himself in an invisible space. Even surviving was a problem, and he was unlikely to have thoughts about someone.

——That is to say, it is unknown whether the current He Cheng is straight or straight, and it is very likely that he is a straight man at all.

No wonder.

No wonder Fang Cheng's confession a long time ago, he completely forgot about it.Fang Cheng thought it was because "you chased me first and didn't agree", but in fact it was because the straight man felt "embarrassed and didn't want to mention it" after hearing the same sex confess to him.