Ten thousand people think that they are reborn and become a heartthrob [entertainment circle]

The last one became the first one

What I like is Feng Xuanyuan, I don't care if he is a man or a woman?As long as it is Feng Xuanyuan, even if he is a ghost, I will like it! !

Lin Yiyu's words were posted to the school's forum by an unknown person, and the entire forum was swept away in an instant!

Everyone said it was the sweetest love story of the year.

There is no one, the only sentence! !

But the object of this love story is completely indifferent!

No response!

The onlookers were so anxious, they wished they could rush to the door of Class 12 of the third year, arrest Feng Xuanyuan, and ask him what he meant?

It's just that these spectators have evil intentions, but they don't have the guts!

No one dared to rush to Feng Xuanyuan to ask him.

But when Feng Xuanyuan was walking in the campus, there would always be groups of people following him, or squatting somewhere on the side of the road, just to take a sneak peek at who had a heart of stone. Who would reject such a sweet word of love?

Even people outside the school will quietly guard the school gate!

Zhao An wandered on the edge of not being afraid of death, "Brother Feng, I think that kid really fell in love with you, or else you would take him in. That kid looks like a girl, white and tender. Tender, it must be very refreshing to touch with your hands!"

Feng Xuanyuan, who had just finished the 5000-meter long-distance race, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and looked at Zhao An with a pair of cold eyes.

"It's white and clean, and the water is tender and tender. You have observed carefully enough."

The idiot Zhao An didn't hear the difference in Feng Xuanyuan's tone, and said happily: "That's right, my eyes are very bright. Brother Feng, let me tell you, the current school forums are all about Lin Yiyu. Yes, Lin Yiyu has been blown away."

While talking, Zhao An took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the school's forum, and immediately opened it with a word of trust.

"Look, take a look, Lin Yiyu is No. 1 in the monthly exam, and he is the first in Chinese, Math and English. This, is this a ghost?"

"Damn it, someone posted his Chinese test paper, and the writing is the same as the engraved one."

"Is his hand made by a machine? Do you want it to be so scary? Brother Feng, look quickly, what's going on here? The bottom one has directly become the top one, even if you take a rocket, you can't go so fast, right? "

Zhao An had already said hundreds of crap in his heart, and while reading this forum, he rubbed his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

Lin Yiyu, who was number one from the bottom in the school, suddenly became the number one in the school.

Apart from being possessed by a ghost, Zhao An really couldn't think of any other reasons.

After running the 5000-meter long-distance race, he was out of breath, and Lan Gaojie, who was tired and paralyzed on the lawn, gasped for breath.

"Didn't this kid never study before? When did he secretly study? Brother Feng, he has won the first place in the class now, so will the bottom one be yours from now on?"

As soon as Lan Gaojie said these words, there was a gust of gloomy wind around him.

Zhao An couldn't help shrinking his neck, looked down at Lan Gaojie, and kicked him, "It's not Ajie, you think you are too bad, right? Look at Brother Feng, you just finished running 5000 meters, your face is not red, your heart is not beating, and you are not panting, and then you look like a person who is about to die..."

Lan Gaojie lay back and slept on the lawn, "Life is too short, I can't die on that 5000 meters."

Suddenly, Zhao An exclaimed, and kept kicking Lan Gaojie who was lying on the ground, "Get up quickly, Lin Yiyu is here."

Lan Gaojie struggled to get up from the lawn, feeling depressed, Lin Yiyu didn't come looking for him, why did he ask him to get up?

But when he saw Lin Yiyu holding a large handful of bright red roses, Brother Feng, who was staring straight at them with a pair of eyes, ran over.

No matter how weird it looks...

What a horror movie scene.

So he silently grabbed Zhao An's arm, and the two backed away together.

It's a pity that they didn't even take two steps back before they heard Brother Feng's voice as cold as hell, "Whoever left this week's breakfast will be paid for by me."

Zhao An and Lan Gaojie were very spineless, and they were defeated by this week's breakfast money.

Lin Yiyu ran directly in front of Feng Xuanyuan, and said with a harmless and excited face, "Husband, do you think this rose is so beautiful? I went to the rose garden to pick it this morning. You can smell the fragrance of this rose." It's just as fragrant as your body."

Lin Yiyu may be too white because of his long face. When he started to run, his face was flushed, and his lips were pink and tender.

Coupled with his snow-white hair, he is really stunning in the world.

The voice is also warm, waxy, waxy and cute.

This scene blinded Zhao An and Lan Gaojie who were nearby.

Especially the last sentence, it is as fragrant as your body!

Wow... No matter how you listen to it, it is a sentence with a story.

Could it be that Lin Yiyu had heard about Brother Feng's body?

Thinking about it, the two turned their gazes to Brother Feng.

But Feng Xuanyuan's big hand suddenly clenched into a fist, smashing the bright rose with one fist, countless rose petals shattered all over the ground!

Lin Yiyu's clean and pure peach-blossom eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist, which seemed to wet the long eyelashes.

A whole poor see...

"Husband, why are you so fierce? Do you not like roses of this color? Then tomorrow, tomorrow I will bring you blue roses, okay? Or what color do you like? You can tell me what color you want. Bring it to you."

In his previous life, he remembered that Feng Xuanyuan said that roses are the most beautiful flowers in the world.

But why now it seems that he doesn't like this flower...

Zhao An couldn't listen anymore, and stepped forward to poke Feng Xuanyuan with his finger, "Brother Feng, we won't make people cry, right? Look at how pitiful he is crying, or you can just make him cry." Give..." Take it!

Zhao An didn't have a chance to say the next few words, because he received his brother Feng's eyes like ice skates.

Zhao An quickly hid behind Lan Gaojie.

Lan Gaojie still has some brains, at least he won't block the gun at this moment.

He was very tactful and stood beside him without saying a word, just like the tree next to the playground, motionless.

"Lin Yiyu, have you got a blister in your head? Did I tell you that I like soft girls? If you dare to run up to me again, I will disgust you. Believe it or not, I will twist your head Come down and kick the ball?"

Feng Xuanyuan's tone was particularly bad, like a beast that was about to erupt at any moment.

If other people saw Feng Xuanyuan talking like this, they would wish to get away from him immediately.

Unfortunately, Lin Yiyu is no one else.

Lin Yiyu not only did not move away from him immediately, but also moved two steps forward, his eyes seemed to be attached to Feng Xuanyuan's face.

Feng Xuanyuan's deep and cold eyes were like a poisonous snake, on the surface he watched Lin Yiyu walking towards him calmly step by step, but in fact, those bottomless eyes were already covered with venom!

"Husband, don't be angry. Didn't I see that you don't have a soft girl now? Try hugging me, I'm softer than that soft girl, really."

Lin Yiyu's tone was sincere, his eyes were pure, it didn't look like he was joking.

His clean and pure eyes seemed to be pretty.

Feng Xuanyuan suddenly woke up, and punched himself in the heart a few times, he saw a ghost, why did he think his eyes were pretty.

This kid must be bewitching him.

So, he stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and warned sharply, "Boy, I warn you, if you dare to call me husband again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart?"

The tears swirling in Lin Yiyu's beautiful eyes fell without warning, hitting Feng Xuanyuan's hand impartially.

The scorching hot tears seemed to have smashed into Feng Xuanyuan's heart, and a cluster of small flames sprang out from somewhere in his heart, which was hot.

In Feng Xuanyuan's dictionary, a man bleeds but not tears.

Usually in their physical training, the coach trains too hard, and some men cry.He always greeted him directly with one kick, but for some reason, every time he saw Lin Yiyu crying, he... didn't want to beat him.

"Hey, which class do you belong to? What's the matter? The sky is bright and the sky is bright, and the game of confession is played in school? Is it dead to be our teacher? Or blind?"

A rough male voice appeared, and a panting and bald fat teacher appeared in front of them, dragging Lin Yiyu over.

Lin Yiyu didn't pay attention, and was thrown to the ground.

"Both of you, follow me to the Political Security Office. The college entrance examination is about to take place in less than two months. Are you still thinking about playing like this? It's not good at all."

The fat teacher said to Lin Yiyu who fell to the ground with disgust on his face, "You are from Class 8, third grade, right? Look at what you look like with a good head of hair? Let me tell you, now I will come to you The school is over, I will eradicate moths like you one by one. Don’t think that having a few stinky money at home is a big deal.”

Zhao An pulled the phone, and said quietly to Lan Gaojie: "I'll go, this teacher was transferred from the No. There is a rich second generation in the family who is messing around with money. This kid Lin Yiyu is finished."

Feng Xuanyuan's ears were sharp, and when he heard Zhao An's words, his face turned into scum, and he took a step forward to argue with the teacher.

But seeing Lin Yiyu who just fell to the ground stood up as quickly as a normal person, and said to the teacher very well-behaved and neither humble nor overbearing: "Okay, teacher. We are wrong about this matter. We will follow you to the political security place."

The teacher nodded amiably.

Zhao An was like seeing a ghost, why did Lin Yiyu, who was crying at every turn just now, suddenly become neither humble nor overbearing?

Zhao An looked at Lan Gaojie, and Lan Gaojie shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

Lin Yiyu walked up to Feng Xuanyuan, and said in a low voice: "Just go for a cutscene, don't worry, he won't scold you. Let's go."

Feng Xuanyuan's dark, deep and boundless eyes fixed on Lin Yiyu's, wanting to see what the hell he was doing.

Lin Yiyu suddenly laughed, his eyes were crooked, like the crooked moon at night.

When he smiles, he has a cute little tiger tooth...

Feng Xuanyuan realized that he was studying his face, suddenly frowned, stepped past him with long legs, and followed the teacher away.

Lin Yiyu followed quickly.

As soon as they walked into the office of the Political Security Office, Li Duguo, the head teacher of Class 8, Senior Three, rushed in hastily.

"Oh, Lao Deng, this kid in my class. I heard you caught him wandering around the school playground with roses in his arms? Hey, this kid grows roses at home. He is kind-hearted and likes it. Take what you have at home and share it with your classmates."

Director Deng looked at Li Duguo with a look of disgust, "Mr. Li, they are clearly in puppy love. When will you change your way of pampering students? Even if it's for the points in your class, it won't be like this. Just because Class 8 has a teacher like you, that's why that class became like this."

Li Duguo was scolded by director Deng with a gun and a stick. Instead of getting angry, he smiled, "Director Deng, you don't know. Lin Yiyu in our class is really a good boy, and he is still the first in the school this monthly exam. This is a seedling of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and the principal just held a meeting and named it to be protected."

Director Deng slammed the book on the desk, his face was ashen, and he was about to start lecturing.

Li Duguo took a step ahead, "Director, class is about to start. At such a critical moment, we can't let the children delay their studies. I'll take them back first."

While speaking, Li Duguo picked up Lin Yiyu and left, and Lin Yiyu took the opportunity to grab Feng Xuanyuan's hand.

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