Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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Fang Cheng blinked, belatedly realizing that this brother was probably provoking.

provocative?

I dare not say it in the future, at least for now, He Yan definitely weighs more in his heart than him!

Fang Cheng took out a new piece of paper and quickly drew a sketch of Xu Quan's character. The sketch was extremely handsome, and he clipped the other pictures of He Cheng into the history book, and placed Xu Quan's portrait on the table generously.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students were still actively discussing the problem, and the teacher couldn't wait to leave.

Fang Cheng waited for a while, saw that He Yang started to pack his things, quickly picked up the book and got up, sat down next to Xu Quan: "Are you done?"

Xu Quan: "Well, you can go home now."

Fang Cheng gave him the portrait, and said in a jokingly familiar tone, "He was quite handsome when he was giving a lecture, so I drew it for you."

Xu Quan was a little surprised: "For me?"

"Otherwise? The painting is about who you don't give it to you?" In the portrait, he lowers his head slightly, his nose is straight, his bangs fall on his forehead, and there is a pen in his ear. He is youthful and handsome.

Fang Cheng observed He Yan from the corner of his eye, but this stinky thing didn't react at all. He was still looking at the painting with great interest, and pointed to the part of the finger, "This hand is much prettier than yours."

Xu Quan opened his fingers to compare and compare, "It's true."

Fang Cheng: "..."

But how could student Xiaofang admit defeat!

So he smiled and said, "By the way, Xu Quan, don't forget what we agreed at noon."

Xu Quan nodded: "I will never forget, I will send it to you as soon as I get home."

"Thank you, let's go then."

He Yan's calm face remained unchanged, but when Fang Cheng got angry and didn't wait for him to run back to work, he stared at his back for several seconds.

They just took a schoolbag when they returned to work. The campus was very dark, and the two of them walked through the long corridor one after the other, and entered the small bamboo forest without a single light.

Fang Cheng watched the man in front of him shake his left hand as he walked, took a step forward, and held it.

He Yan paused for a moment, probably the hand for drawing is naturally different from the hand for counting, it is thin and soft, and it is very comfortable to hold.

He stops and turns around.

Fang Cheng didn't stop for a moment, bumped into his chest, and was hugged by his shoulder.

A long sigh came from his ear, and his breath hit his skin, making his skin crawl. He Yan's voice was low and depressed: "I don't want to hurt you..."

Fang Cheng raised his head and kissed his lips, "I asked for it."

He Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally couldn't help but pinch his chin, leaned down, turned his head slightly to avoid the tip of his nose, and kissed him...but stopped at the last second.

He only touched those lips vaguely, and after a long pause, he murmured hoarsely: "You don't understand..."

The overwhelming black clouds seemed to turn into substance, pressing down on him day and night, as soon as he saw Fang Cheng, a demonic thought would appear in his mind: invade him, possess him!Lock him up at home, keep him far away from everyone outside... only you can see him, touch him...

He never thought that he could have such a strong willpower, and even now, he could still give this person the opportunity to flirt with others indiscriminately outside.

Fang Cheng's pinched jaw seemed to be broken, and his eyelashes began to tremble, but he refused to cry out in pain, and stared stubbornly at He Yan's eyes, which were as clear as ice but were stained into ink by the night.

"He Yan, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid you don't want me."

He Yan bit his lip fiercely, as if he wanted to devour him to attack the city.

Fang Cheng groaned in pain, instead of retreating, he hugged his neck and responded to him with all his strength.

Fortunately, they were delayed for a while after three nights. All the students and teachers left, and no one passed by in the small bamboo forest.

The two slender teenagers were entangled with each other until one was out of breath and coughed frantically, the other let him go, slapped himself with hatred, and fled in despair.

Fang Cheng stared at his fleeing back while coughing, and vaguely guessed in his heart why He Yang didn't want to be with him—maybe it was like he felt unworthy of Xu Quan in his previous life, but now he feels unworthy of himself?

But he doesn't care at all, even if He Yang doesn't become a president in the future, he is willing to be raised by himself like this for the rest of his life.

When he got home, he immediately went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. The finger mark on his chin was still aching, and it was slightly red, but it was brightly contrasted by his fair skin.

He took out his mobile phone to take a picture and saved it in the photo album - this is the evidence that He Yan is attracted to him, he must keep it well, sooner or later, he will pry open He Yan's mouth and let him admit his love for him.

At noon the next day, Fang Cheng reappeared on the second floor of the library. This time he sat on the same side as Xu Quan. He also drew a q version of himself, hitting his head with a magic wand.

Fang Cheng moved the paper in front of Xu Quan, raised his eyebrows at him, and said with his lips, "Isn't it pretty?"

Xu Quan didn't look at the painting, but took a few glances at him, then nodded, "It's pretty."

"Hee hee." Fang Cheng proudly continued to draw the next picture, obediently waited for the two of them to finish writing the question, and then chatted with him like yesterday.

He Yan put away the pen and interrupted them in a cold voice: "Fang Cheng, you go back to work first, I have something to tell him."

"Can't I tell?"

"..."

"Okay." Fang Cheng pursed his lips and retreated reluctantly.

Xu Quan casually threw the painting to He Yan, "Why are you driving him away, how cute."

He tore off the painting and threw it into the trash can in the corner, "I will start reviewing by myself tomorrow, and it won't be over for three nights, please tell the teacher for me."

"Hey, hey, can't it be!" Xu Quan couldn't believe that such a smart person could be so emotional: "That's what he came up with, can't you see it?"

He Yan was very indifferent, "Don't meddle in your own business."

Xu Quan had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, "Fine, it's up to you. You'll be the one to suffer after being manipulated to such an extent."

He Yan ignored him and went back to work alone.

On Fang Cheng's desk was the European history he helped to borrow, but no one was there.It was Wang Sijia next door who saw him looking around and asked him, "Looking for Fang Cheng?"

He Yan: "Yes."

Wang Sijia pouted her mouth outwards, "I was called out by a primary school girl, and she seemed to want to confess to him. That little girl is pretty good-looking, with red lips, white teeth, and a quiet face. It just looks like..." She still hadn't said anything. After that, He Cheng had disappeared.

There is a row of benches at the back of the teaching building, and Fang Cheng sat on the bench with the elementary school girl. She handed him a beautifully wrapped gift box, and said with red ears, "I know you are at the same table as Senior He Yan. Can you give this to him?"

Fang Cheng: "..."

Fortunately, he thought he was asking for his confession, and wanted to take the opportunity to make He Yang feel jealous, so he deliberately asked Wang Sijia to tell He Yang where he was going.It turns out that he likes the counterattack queen He Cheng again!

Fang Cheng has already begun to regret letting him lose weight, who knew that he would be so attractive, within a month of the start of school, three girls came to him to express their affection!

He smiled and returned the gift to the junior girl: "Wouldn't it be better for you to give it to him yourself?"

The school girl shook her head: "I don't want him to know who I am."

"Huh? Why?"

"You have such a good relationship with He Yan. You should know that He Yan lived in the hospital for a year in junior high school." She lowered her head, tears in her eyes: "Actually, I met him in the hospital. When I came to this school, I originally wanted to continue to be friends with him, but seeing that he is living so well now, I don’t want him to recall that painful time.”

Fang Cheng didn't expect this to be the reason, he was a little flustered for a while, and didn't know what to say to comfort him.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll come out too." She smiled, "It's his birthday in a few days, this is a birthday present for him, there is a letter in it, please help me give it to him on his birthday Bar."

"Birthday?"

"Yes, the fifth of October. Please, please?"

Fang Cheng nodded dully: "Oh...OK."

When the school girl was happy, she excitedly grabbed his sleeve and shook it, "Thank you! Thank you senior!"

Fang Cheng said with a sneer: "It's nothing, it should be."

The school girl left satisfied, and he looked at the gift over and over for a long time before taking off his school uniform, wrapping it up and taking it back to the classroom.

If someone hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten He Cheng's birthday.But his birthday is during the eleventh holiday, and he has already agreed with his parents to go on a trip together...

He Yan watched him come in from the door, returned to his seat blankly, carefully put the school uniform into the table, and looked out the window with his chin propped up.

Outside the window, it is the direction of the teaching building of the first grade of high school.