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After staring at each other for a while, the eyes slowly fell on the camera, and Xie Lin couldn't help but walk up.

He had a feeling that the black hole, facing him, captured all the fragility that he didn't want to show the most, and it was so fucking dynamic.

Pointing to the person behind the rack, Xie Lin said: "Get out of the way."

His voice was deep, full of momentum, and he looked fierce as if he wouldn't let Kai Lian beat him up with the machine.

Xie Lin was born with single eyelids, thick eyelids, slender eyes with slightly hanging corners, a high nose bridge, and too tough facial lines, especially when he is playing tricks, he has a posture of "I will kill you" at any time.

The man stepped in front of the tripod and half-raised his hands towards Xie Lin: "The machine is very expensive, really."

He didn't say anything, and he couldn't speak. This kind of sudden situation made his head full of cotton wool. Xie Lin pulled him aside, and faced the camera... to meet each other.

Seeing what he wanted to do, the man raised one arm, moved his other hand closer to the machine and pressed a certain button, and made a 'please' gesture with a sense of service.

Xie Lin glanced at him, then turned to stare at the screen.

The picture captures the wall with the most exciting graffiti. The wall was photographed earlier than the people. He appeared on the screen at 1 minute and 55 seconds. During the morning rush hour, even under the secluded bridge, there will be three or two people walking by. Everyone else was in a hurry, but he was the only one who slowly stepped back into the camera, looking awkward and undisciplined.

Before he could frown, Xie Lin saw himself stop, his mouth was as big as an egg, and he looked up at the wall stupidly, he was so embarrassed that he picked his toes off his shoes...

He quickly glanced at the handsome guy stretching his neck over to watch the replay with him. The handsome guy was very focused, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. Xie Lin hurriedly turned to look at the screen...

Tears fell.

Moreover, he pulled the close-up camera, and a ray of golden warm sun shot directly at him in the early morning. Whether it was the graffiti wall, Xie Lin's black hair, half of his side face, half of his shoulder, and Xiangyang's arm were all drawn out. The edges of the layer of bright colors, especially the teardrop, are crystal clear in the sun.

"It's pretty." The handsome guy said from the bottom of his heart, and then his shoulders were pushed.

"Delete me." Xie Lin finished pushing, pointing to the screen in front of him.

The man was sincere: "I'm sorry, I really didn't want to take a picture of you. It happened that you walked into the camera. I wanted to take this picture." He pointed to the orc: "And that." Then he pointed to the sun.

The sunlight is no longer single at this time, but a large area of ​​brightening tiles. The orc has half of his body, but it is bright, but it is not as amazing and shocking as the only light in the darkness at that time.

Xie Lin repeated again: "There is me there, delete it."

The handsome guy didn't make a sound or move. Xie Lin took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He left early, and there was still some time before he entered the school. Even without him, he had to settle the matter before he went. He went to school one day, and he didn't know anyone, so he was punished for being absent from class.

If the other party consumes him, he also consumes it, to see who can consume him better.

The two stared at each other, and every minute and every second passed.

A machine, two people, freeze the same, many passers-by under the bridge looked at them.

"Last night, it rained heavily, and the sky was completely clear. The sun was particularly strong in the early morning, and the light sense was sufficient," the man said first, pointing to the graffiti wall: "About 45:[-], the first beam of sunlight will come in, and the orcs will see It’s the light, the process I’m waiting for, and graffiti is really… super awesome.”

That's right, it just blew up.

So what?

"Deleted." Xie Lin's face darkened.

The man stood next to the rack, with his hands over the camera body, as close as if he was holding a lover, and shook his head firmly.

"You can't finish filming tomorrow!" Xie Lin increased the volume.

"It's still raining tonight, heavy rain."

"It's not fucking over, is it?" Xie Lin was annoyed.

The atmosphere began to become unhappy, but the man curled his lips and smiled: "One more pour, and the graffiti will be gone." He put his hand down and put it in his trouser pocket leisurely: "In other words, it can only be today. "

"You patted me buddy," Xie Lin also smiled at him: "How many times do I have to say it?"

The handsome guy kept smiling, raised his face slightly, and didn't make any more noise.

Ever since the train entered the station and set foot on this magical land of Jiang City, it has never been easy. Xie Lin is getting used to it. He sighed, took his schoolbag off his shoulder and threw it aside, and began to untangle it. Shirt neckline.

I didn't have the school uniform of the new school. In the morning, I specially changed into a good-looking shirt with a collar and sleeves, just to show a pure heart of studying hard, and the buttons were all tied to the top.

Some things are just fucking involuntary.

Who wants to do it, no one wants to rely on this to exercise, at least every time Xie Lin gets into trouble, he can't communicate with his mouth before he gets started. There was a time when he had deep doubts about his appearance, a handsome guy, that's all Isn't it like a schoolmaster who pursues love and peace?

"Hurry up, make a quick decision."

Xie Lin stood a little closer. He didn't want to affect the camera equipment. There was no reason to beat someone and pay them back.

The handsome guy seems to be thinking deeply.

After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Are you interested in going to the police station?"

"..."

It's not that I can't go.

Firstly, he didn't fight (it hasn't started yet), and secondly, he didn't violate the laws and disciplines. The disadvantaged groups whose portrait rights were infringed are all on his side. It's a pity...that's not the case at all!

When I arrived at the police station, the process of mediation and transcripts went down. In addition to the melon-eating passers-by at the scene, at least ten or eight people would see him cry.

The video will be kept for the record again...

Depend on.

Thinking about it this way, Xie Lin didn't dare to make a move. If the other party called the police, it would end the same way.

There is no other way.

Xie Lin let out a breath, crossed his arms, and leaned his shoulders against the wall, come on, use time to solve everything, and I'll beat you.

Sure enough, adults are most distressed by time, the handsome guy loosened up, and proposed a solution that is useless but still has some sincerity: "This video is my personal hobby, I will not make any commercial use, and I will not pass it on to others. I will try to See if you can be cut off or blurred without affecting the graffiti..."

"Then what if you can't get rid of it?" Xie Lin interrupted.

"The video is for you, I have no fate with it."

Watching this person take out his mobile phone and put it in front of him: "Scan a WeChat, it's easy to contact."

Xie Lin saw his hand from his face, and found that there was a very scratchy tattoo mark near the wrist bone of this wrist. At first glance, it looked familiar. He subconsciously glanced at the half-orc on the wall, and it was actually somewhat similar to the totem on it. similar.

"That's it." The handsome guy shook his head towards the wall.

After scanning the QR code, I heard the man say, "My name is Yao Yu."

"Can I trust you?" Xie Lin narrowed his eyes.

"The monk can't run away from the temple." Yao Yu sent his mobile phone number and address together: "Go two more districts, and there is my tattoo shop next to the South Station. If you don't worry, you can go to me."

Nanxiao No. [-] Middle School is really extraordinary. No matter from the magnificent teaching building, the vast area of ​​the activity area, the gymnasium, library, and laboratory facilities, the key high school in Miao’s hometown is not there. In other words, even the aspect of safety awareness is not at the same level.

Xie Lin hadn't even set foot in the school when he was buckled by the grandpa in the reception room.

No school uniform, no adults, no letter of introduction, the old man was worried about nothing, so he took him into the reception room, used the electric fan as the interrogation table lamp, blew it on Xie Lin, and asked him what he was doing.

Xie Lin was so blown away that he couldn't open his eyes, so he recruited on the spot.

When the homeroom teacher came down to pick him up, Xie Lin was rubbing his little hair back with both hands. The electric fan was blowing so fast that some of his hair fell down lazily.

His hair is incomparably rough, with natural bristles. There was a time when he shaved twice, and a thin layer stuck to his scalp, like a prickly pear that looks thorny and feels thorny.

This prickly pear was replaced within two months, and it was obvious that no one dared to approach him within a radius of one meter from him, and it became a beautiful scenery in the school.

He was fine, the school couldn't take it anymore and ordered him to grow his hair back, and if he didn't, he would be punished.

Tsk tsk, this is an unbearable past.

Looking at his new homeroom teacher, Xie Lin shook his head willfully.

"You are in the advanced class, and the final class has not been decided. You will know after the exam."

The homeroom teacher looks unexpectedly young, a seemingly gentle and beautiful teacher, but only "appears", and it is not that kind of taste when she speaks to Xie Lin. When talking to Xie Lin, she interjects to explain to the old man, four words, Xie Lin, she of.

Xie Lin was stunned for a moment, and within a second, the beautiful teacher had already left the reception room, turned around and walked with vigor.

Xie Lin followed behind, the small window of the reception room was suddenly opened, and the uncle called out: "Mr. Zhen, is this bag from your class?"

A rather familiar black schoolbag, Xie Lin has the impression that on the one hand, this bag is too plain, so plain that there are no side pockets and outside pockets, just a... bag, even the zipper buckle is pure black, on the other hand, he I just saw it in Lin Shaonan's hands.

Teacher Zhen was still very fanciful, without saying a word, went over and copied it, and left with it.

Looking at the head teacher's back, Xie Lin had an ominous premonition. If this teacher ruled out her not being in a particularly bad mood today, then this is her own personality - dragging her to death.

"When you come in, you will be divided into classes first. Today is Tuesday, review will be done tomorrow, exams will be taken on Friday, monthly exams will be taken later, and at the end of the midterm and the end of the semester, they will be divided into classes according to their grades and follow the class system."

Incisive and short introduction, the voice is like an electronic human voice with no emotions.

What kind of school does this strange woman teach? Opening her mouth is hardcore, she doesn't say a word of nonsense, as if she has crossed the point...

Xie Lin complained inwardly, when she heard her say, "Shave your head, it's fine to shave your head."

"Huh?" The topic changed a bit, and Xie Lin didn't turn the corner for a while.

"It takes time to get it done, and I don't have time in the third year of high school."

"..." If she hadn't looked up and looked up at the top of her head, Xie Lin wouldn't have known what she meant by 'get it up'.

Before he could explain, or didn't intend to listen to the explanation at all, Teacher Zhen strode into the classroom, blinked, and came to his senses. He was on the podium with his arms propped on the edge.

What rhythm is this.

After less than 10 minutes of contact with Xie Lin, she realized that she couldn't keep pace with the head teacher. Her awesomeness was too shining.

With normal steps, Xie Lin walked into the classroom slowly, the class was completely silent.

In fact, this kind of silence started outside the classroom. It seemed that as soon as Teacher Zhen approached, the chaotic classroom seemed to be empty.

As soon as they came in, they all sat upright, without squinting their eyes, very like the kind of elementary school students with a firm face behind their hands. Xie Lin, the leader of this class, clicked his tongue again.

Just as the boys and girls were comparing each other to see who had the straightest waist and the tallest chest, a very incongruous individual appeared in Xie Lin's sight...

On the right corner in the last row, there is a male student who slept like a corpse.

The author says:

A warm reminder, the big brother who took the graffiti appeared before, and he was the one who gave Brother Lin the car keys at the tattoo parlor.