fake god

The first thing that wakes up in every city is always the early morning market.Before six o'clock, the "CBD" on the North Shore was filled with bustling people.

Mother Lu lifted the cover from the wooden barrel, and the embryos of Bai Shengsheng's rice cakes were still hot.She quickly cut out a corner, and was about to press it into a cake according to the usual method, when Lu Ping, who was squatting aside and reading a book, suddenly spoke.

"Mom, let me do this."

He put down the book in his hand, walked to the chopping board, took the soft but not sticky, elastic rice cake embryo, flipped his wrist, and threw it on the chopping board.Mother Lu's cake stall has been operating for so many years, and Lu Ping has learned the skill of cake cake by hearing it.

The steaming japonica rice cake must first be pressed into a round billet with the palm of your hand - people who are not skilled enough can easily press the skin into different thicknesses, so more and more stores are now using machines to press - and then go inside Add fresh vegetables and stewed pork with rich red sauce in turn.

Lu Ping specially selected a side of lean meat, chopped it into shreds, covered it with crispy bean sprouts, shredded carrots, and cabbage vermicelli, and finally sprinkled his own pickled sour cowpea diced... The young man moved swiftly, clasping his hands together , with a twist of the fingers, the pie crust closed obediently, leaving only a bunch of twist-shaped traces at the seams.

Lu Ping's expression was focused, he didn't look like he was encasing cakes, but rather he was carving a rare treasure.In a blink of an eye, a "giant dumpling" bigger than a hand was completed.

This inlaid cake weighed a pound. Lu Ping wrapped it in several layers of plastic bags and carefully put it in his schoolbag.

——He was going to bring this cake to Shen Yuze to taste.

I just don't know if Shen Yuze, who is a northerner, can get used to this glutinous Jiaojiang breakfast?

You should be used to it... Everyone in the imperial capital loves to eat dumplings. Isn't this embedded cake just a giant dumpling, and you don't need to dip it in vinegar!

These are big dumplings made by himself, I hope Shen Yuze eats them all, don't be ungrateful (x)!

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The road was smooth, when Lu Ping jumped off the bus, by coincidence, that familiar limousine also stopped at the gate of the school.

The door opened, and a pair of long legs stepped out.

"Morning, Shen Yuze!" Lu Ping stood by the school gate, summoned up the courage to wave to his deskmate, and presented a big smile at the same time.

Lu Ping is actually a boy who likes to laugh very much, but in school, he seldom smiles.Because in school, there was nothing worth laughing at: no one chatted with him between classes, no one said goodbye to him after school, no one invited him to play football together in physical education class... As time passed, Lu Ping was always half-hearted in school. With his head down, he only stared at the road under his feet, minimizing his sense of existence.

But today is different!

Lu Ping thought of the heavy inlay cake he made by himself in his schoolbag, and decided to take this bold step.

He doesn't want to be a fringe figure anymore, only the brave have friends!

"Good morning." Shen Yuze only carried his schoolbag on one side, looking casual and natural.He was nearly half a head taller than Lu Ping, and they wore the same sports school uniform, but the two showed completely different tastes.

Shen Yuze has a standard clothes hanger figure, with broad shoulders and long legs. His school uniform jacket was blown away by the wind, and his every move is very eye-catching.As for Lu Ping... To put it nicely, it's the green leaves that set off the red flowers. To put it bluntly, he's just an ordinary passerby.

If this were to be placed in a school idol drama, Shen Yuze would definitely be a well-deserved protagonist, and Lu Ping might not even be able to play a supporting role, so he could only act as a group performer next to the protagonist.

Lu Ping quietly compared the gap between the two, and began to retreat in his heart: They are so different, can they really be friends?

...No, I can't just give up like this!

Lu Ping looked at Shen Yuze who was walking beside him, and summoned up his courage to ask, "Have you had breakfast?" If you haven't eaten, he can give him the cake!

Shen Yuze: "Eat."

Lu Ping didn't give up, and said: "You have been in Jiaojiang for so long, have you ever eaten our special snacks? Do you want to try it at noon?"

Shen Yuze glanced at him: "The driver will pick me up at noon, and the chef will prepare it in advance."

"..." It was only then that Lu Ping remembered that Shen Yuze had never seen him in the cafeteria after he transferred to another school.He has his own driver, and naturally he also has his own nanny and cook. Every day after school at noon, Shen Yuze disappeared. It turned out that he was going home for dinner.

In such a comparison, the inlaid cakes made by Lu Ping are a bit out of hand.

He subconsciously touched his schoolbag, and through a thin waterproof cloth, he could still feel the hot and soft cake.When making the inlaid cake in the morning, he wrapped it very carefully. He was afraid that Shen Yuze would not eat fat meat, so he chose the piece with the most lean meat, and he was afraid that the edges would get dirty, so he specially wrapped it in waterproof paper and covered it with several layers of plastic bags.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Shen Yuze simply asked him, "What's wrong?"

Lu Ping: "Actually, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the bell suddenly ringing in the campus to prepare for self-study.

As a student, the moment he heard the preparatory bell, he rushed to the front classroom. While running, he didn't forget to greet Shen Yuze: "Hurry up! Hurry up! If you are late, you will be deducted class disciplinary points!"

Shen Yuze doesn't care what is not divided, the sense of class honor does not exist for him.But Lu Ping glanced at him, and he subconsciously ran along with him, thinking while running: What the hell am I doing here?

Grade [-] and [-] are located on the third floor, so of course there is no elevator.

Lu Ping ran in a hurry, jumping up the steps two by two, like a long-legged little jerboa in the desert, looking at a small one, the movements are quite agile.

Shen Yuze walked behind him and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Lu Ping's school uniform trousers are a little short—Lu's parents and mother are not tall, and they didn't expect their son to go up a few centimeters after he entered high school—the ankles will be exposed when he takes a big step.

He was thin, with thin ankles, long and handsome Achilles tendons, and round anklebones.If barefoot...

Before Shen Yuze could figure out "what if you have bare feet", they had already walked to the door of the classroom.

Those inexplicable charming thoughts are like a gust of wind in late summer, with a hot aftertaste when it blows, but it dissipates quickly.

Lu Ping naturally didn't know that he had been observed for so long.Carrying a heavy schoolbag on his back, he rushed to the third floor in one breath, panting unavoidably.

The first few minutes of morning self-study are always noisy, especially after a weekend, some students who are close to each other always want to exchange what they have learned on the weekend. No matter how hoarse the monitor is on the podium, it is impossible for everyone to be quiet.

But the strange thing is that when Shen Yuze and Lu Ping walked into the classroom today, the originally lively class suddenly fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes all looked over.There was fear, curiosity, inquiry, and eagerness in those eyes... But within a few seconds, those eyes turned away as if nothing had happened, and whispers spread from desk to desk.

Lu Ping: "?"

Shen Yuze next to him didn't seem to notice this, or in other words, he had long been used to the benevolent or malicious gazes of people around him.He walked into the classroom calmly, walked through the gap between the two rows of desks, and sat down in the last row.

He looked at Lu Ping who was standing stupidly at the door, and asked him, "Aren't you coming over? Class is about to begin."

His voice was not too loud, but the moment he spoke, the class became very quiet as if some kind of silence magic had been cast on it.So everyone heard this sentence clearly, and those gazes focused on Lu Ping again.

If Lu Ping is really a little mouse, all the fur on his body should be blown up by now.

He swallowed his saliva, lowered his head, and quickly rushed to the back row of the classroom.That speed is no less than the final sprint when running 500 meters in physical education class.

Fortunately, he and Shen Yuze were in the last row. After they sat down, everyone was embarrassed to look back at them blatantly.

Lu Ping's class is small and transparent, and the only two salutes that the whole class pays attention to are related to Shen Yuze... He finally understands why when filming TV dramas, those extras love to go to the protagonist's side, maybe this is called rubbing the camera Bar.

The early self-study is over step by step.

In the past, when the class was over, the students in the class would love to come and talk to Shen Yuze, especially the few boys in the class, who would always come to ask him if they wanted to play games together.

But today, for some reason, there seemed to be a vacuum around their seats. When the get out of class bell rang, the seats around them were instantly emptied.It was like stuffing a predator into a sardine container, and everyone kept away.

Lu Ping frowned: "Shen Yuze, don't you think everyone is acting weird today?"

Shen Yuze replied indifferently: "Is there?"

"..." It is naturally impossible to count on Shen Yuze, the famous detective Lu Ping decided to find the truth by himself!

He noticed that some girls gathered together and chatted about something, while quietly looking in their direction.

Lu Ping picked up the water glass and walked over as if fetching water.

It seems that his acting skills are good (or maybe his sense of presence is too thin), he didn't attract their attention, and he caught a key word from their discussion - "violent tendency".

Lu Ping: "?"

Lu Ping still wanted to listen to a few more words, but unfortunately the class break after the morning self-study was too short, and the class bell rang again after a while.

The first class on Monday morning is Chinese.The Chinese teacher in their class is a special-grade teacher who has been hired back. He has a high level of teaching, but his eyes are not very good. On the bridge of his nose is a pair of glasses thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle. When viewed from the side, his eyes are deformed.

He has poor eyesight, so naturally he couldn't see clearly what the students under the podium were doing.

Therefore, Chinese classes are jokingly called "relaxation classes" by everyone, such as catching up on sleep, copying homework, and even... and passing notes.

Lu Ping carefully tore off a palm-sized piece of paper from his exercise book, wrote a few words, then tapped the shoulder of the classmate in the front row, and handed him the note.

Lu Ping lowered his voice: "Pass the trouble to Chen Miaomiao."

Chen Miaomiao is the gossip queen in the class, and also a fan of @fake-diamond, if there are any rumors related to Shen Yuze, asking her is definitely the fastest!

Lu Ping didn't notice that when he said the words "pass to Chen Miaomiao", Shen Yuze, who was sitting next to him, moved his eyes slightly and glanced sideways at him.

The fact that passing notes in class is too common, from elementary school to high school, which student has not passed notes?Lu Ping stared at the note across several hands, and finally landed on Chen Miaomiao's desk.

Chen Miaomiao, who received the note, looked back at Lu Ping.

Lu Ping clasped his hands together and made a please gesture to her.

Chen Miaomiao snorted arrogantly, lowered her head and began to write and draw on the note.

After a while, the note came back.

Lu Ping couldn't wait to unfold the note, but he didn't notice that Shen Yuze's face was already a little unhappy.

There are two sentences in different handwriting and different colors on the note.

The first sentence is well-formed and written with a black answering pen, left by Lu Ping.

[Chen Miaomiao, why is everyone looking at Shen Yuze when he enters class in the morning?And I also heard girls mention violent tendencies and the like. 】

The second sentence's handwriting was erratic, and it was written with a pink pen with a strawberry scent, so it was naturally Chen Miaomiao's.

【Hehe, what are you asking me for?You should know better than me, right? 】

Lu Ping: "?"

What do you mean?

Lu Ping quickly passed another note, which said all good things, praised Chen Miaomiao for being well-informed, clever and witty, and hoped that the good person Chen Miaomiao would speak frankly.

Soon, Chen Miaomiao's second note came back.

【Don't play dumb!On Saturday, Shen Yuze beat up the boys from Class [-] and Class [-] in the Book Building. It was a big deal, and now all the boys in the grade know about it!You were clearly at the scene, but you didn't reveal anything to me! 】

Lu Ping looked at the passage of Xingshi's questioning, and never thought that it was because of this.

He bit his lower lip and quickly wrote a third note.

Lu Ping: [Then what's going on now? 】

Chen Miaomiao: [I also want to know what's going on, Lu Ping, do you know why Shen Yuze beat someone? 】

Lu Ping: [The boys didn't say anything? 】

Chen Miaomiao: [Someone asked, but they faltered.They said that they only spoke a few words with Shen Yuze, and Shen Yuze suddenly hit someone, saying that he had violent tendencies]

Lu Ping was in a hurry.

Lu Ping: [They really beat back! ! ! ! ! ! 】

Lu Ping used several exclamation marks.

Lu Ping: [Obviously they were the first to talk cheap! ! ! ! !If you get beaten, you deserve it! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

Lu Ping was so angry that he wrote the exclamation point so hard that the tip of the pen scratched the paper.

If Shen Yuze wasn't venting his anger for himself, he wouldn't have paid any attention to those bastards.It was clear that Shen Yuze was "doing justice for the sky" and "removing harm for the people", but he was actually splashed with dirty water by those trash boys, Lu Ping was so angry that his eyes turned red.

Chen Miaomiao: [Hey, what did they say? 】

The gossip queen's radar has been set up!As a fan of Shen Yuze, she naturally believes that he is not the kind of person who does things casually. If there is something else hidden about this matter, she can also clarify it for him.

Lu Ping rolled up his sleeves and was about to write down what happened that day when suddenly a hand stretched out from his side and grasped his wrist.

That was Shen Yuze's hand.

His hands were beautiful, with slender fingers and well-defined joints. When he curled his fingers, he could even see the raised veins on the back of his hands.Lu Ping used to draw plaster hand models in art class, but in his eyes, those hand models made by master sculptors could not be more perfect than Shen Yuze's hands.

Shen Yuze's voice was very low: "Lu Ping, don't pass it on."

Lu Ping: "But..." But he wants to help Shen Yuze clarify the facts.

But in Shen Yuze's eyes, he didn't care about the purpose of Lu Ping passing the note at all.The only thing he cares about is that in just 10 minutes of class, his new deskmate has already passed seven or eight notes to the girl!

When passing the first note, Shen Yuze only glanced at it. The little mouse has the freedom not to listen in class, and he doesn’t need to beak; when passing the third note, Shen Yuze still didn’t peek, which is what a gentleman does; but now, They actually became more and more popular!

Didn't Lu Ping notice that the boy who helped pass the note looked at him with teasing eyes?

Thinking of this, a dark light flashed across Shen Yuze's eyes.

"The first priority of a student is to study." Shen Yuze said, not allowing Lu Ping to refute even the slightest bit, "Lu Ping, concentrate on class."

Lu Ping: "..."

A person who never listened to lectures in class, actually persuaded him to concentrate on class?

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