[Wearing the Book] After being targeted by the top school grass

When Zhihun came to the teacher's office, there was only Lin Youshuang inside.

After Lin Youshuang called him to sit down, she smiled and said, "Student Bai Muli did very well in the math test last time. I wonder how he did in the Chinese test this time?"

Hearing this was just a scene, Zhihun blinked, with a cute face: "It's okay."

After a pause, he said again: "Probably full marks."

Lin Youshuang: "..."

She continued to laugh: "Student Bai Muli has become more confident recently, does this have something to do with your board game classmate Si Chen?"

Zhihun didn't even think about it, "Well, he's pretty good, I like being with him."

Lin Youshuang: "So, did you know him before you transferred to another school?"

Zhihun shook his head: "No."

Lin Youshuang was startled, "No?"

Zhihun smiled at her: "No."

Lin Youshuang: "..."

She thought that the two of them were so clingy that they must have known each other for three to five years.

Zhihun glanced at the time on the wall and said with a smile, "Teacher, if you have anything to say, you may as well just tell me."

Facing those eyes that seemed to be stained with a smile, Lin Youshuang suddenly had the illusion of being seen through her heart.

But thinking of the other party's personal file, she coughed lightly, suppressing the weird feeling in her heart, "Then what, actually the teacher called you here to talk to you about the art exhibition league."

"Art exhibition league?" Zhihun was stunned for a moment, after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find anything about it in the little fool's memory.

He rolled his eyes, "Teacher, I don't know much about this art exhibition league, can you explain it to me in detail?"

Lin Youshuang naturally would not refuse.

"The city high school art exhibition league adopts the form of painting and exhibition. Each school has three entries in each competition, and we have more than 50 high schools in Lincheng, that is to say, there will be at least 150 participants at that time. people, but there are only three awards.”

Speaking of this, Lin Youshuang smiled helplessly, "Because of the ranking in the competition, each school will secretly compete with each other during the competition every year, trying to get a higher ranking, and our No. [-] Middle School has been ranked at the bottom for six consecutive years."

Zhihun was thoughtful, "So?"

Lin Youshuang sighed, "You saw this year's contestants in the principal's office that day. They were Xiao Wanyun and Song Lingyu. They worked very hard, but there is still room for improvement in painting. There is a lot."

Zhihun nodded. If it sounds good, there is still a lot of room for improvement. If it sounds bad, it will not work.

Lin Youshuang: "Each school has three places, but because our school couldn't find a suitable candidate, the last place has been vacant. Until a few days ago, classmate Xiao Wanyun recommended classmate You Sichen to us."

When this matter was mentioned, her expression brightened, "After watching the surveillance video of You Sichen painting in the studio, we agreed that no one is more suitable for the competition..."

Hearing this, Zhihun's expression was a little subtle, and he said casually: "But he refused." What he said was a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

Speaking of this matter, it is not difficult to guess that if the little boyfriend agreed to participate in the competition, the other party would not ask him to come here for a lot of chatter.

Lin Youshuang nodded, "We never expected that he would refuse."

Art exhibition league?Zhihun tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers, his dark eyes flickered, this might be a good opportunity.

Lin Youshuang looked at him, and finally said her original purpose, "Student Bai Muli, do you know why student You Sichen is unwilling to participate?"

Zhihun raised his eyes slightly and showed her a bright smile, "Teacher, don't worry, he will compete."

Lin Youshuang was confused: "Huh?"

Zhihun: "I don't know when this competition will start?"

Lin Youshuang subconsciously said: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, in No. [-] Middle School."

Zhihun stood up, smiling: "It's getting late, teacher, I'll go back first, see you at No. [-] Middle School tomorrow." Turn around and leave.

Lin Youshuang stared blankly at his figure disappearing at the door, and it took her a while to react.

"Is he agreeing to help persuade You Sichen...to participate?"

After Zhihun returned to the classroom, he didn't immediately mention the art exhibition league to You Sichen, and the strange thing was that You Sichen didn't even ask Lin Youshuang what he wanted from him.

The school bell rang in the morning.

Zhihun couldn't wait to throw the book into the belly of the table, and pushed You Sichen out.

You Sichen glanced back at him, and said softly, "No rush."

Zhihun leaned forward and kissed his lips, "I'm anxious!" Who knows when the little fool will wake up?Time is "happiness"!

This act of acting as if no one else was there, made the eyes of the students passing by all stare straight.

Zhihun tilted his head and smiled: "What are you looking at? This is my man."

Classmate: "..." rushed out of the classroom in two steps.

You Sichen's jaw line, which had been tensed all morning, eased, and he walked outside.

Zhihun hurriedly followed.

The two didn't go to the cafeteria, but went to the noodle shop outside to make noodles.After finishing talking, he went straight back to You Sichen's residence.

"Boom..."

As soon as the door was closed, Zhihun hugged You Sichen from behind, and said coquettishly, "Little boyfriend, aren't you curious what Teacher Lin told me today?"

With the gentle body so close to him, You Sichen's voice was slightly lowered: "If you want to say it, you will naturally say it."

Zhihun turned from his armpit, hugged his neck face to face, and leaned his back against the door, bent his knees and touched him as if nothing, smiling: "I allow you to ask."

You Sichen felt his lower abdomen tense, and his eyes were instantly stained with ink, "Don't make trouble."

Zhihun laughed wantonly, "Then why do I have to make trouble?"

You Sichen's Adam's apple slipped cryptically, and said hoarsely, "I have to go to class later."

The smile on Zhihun's face became brighter, tiptoe touched his lips, and said in a low voice: "Then what are you waiting for? Huh?"

Probably anyone who is normal would not be able to stand his temptation, You Sichen's eyes darkened, he picked him up and strode towards the room.

Because he remembered that he would have class later, You Sichen didn't beat him up.After finishing the work, he frowned slightly looking at the school uniform that had been unbuttoned again.

wisdom.the culprit.Hun smiled innocently, "Sorry, I couldn't control it for a while."

You Sichen obviously didn't want to discuss this issue with him. After throwing the school uniform aside, he took out another school uniform from the closet and put it on.

He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the button that fell on the ground, he paused, and suddenly remembered the last time the little fool said he would sew buttons for himself.

He bent over to pick up the buttons, opened the drawer, looked at the buttons lying quietly inside, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Zhihun hugged him from behind, implying: "I can only pull buttons."

You Sichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you the same person?"

Zhihun said confidently: "It's the same person, but I'm only responsible for the crushing of force and IQ. Such delicate things like sewing buttons are obviously not suitable for me."

You Sichen chuckled lightly.

Zhihun didn't feel ashamed, and took a deep breath of his smell, "Hey, little boyfriend, don't you really want to ask Mr. Lin what he wants from me?"

You Sichen was in a good mood at the moment, "She asked you to talk about the art exhibition league?"

Zhihun was slightly surprised, "You know?"

You Sichen turned around and faced him, "It's not difficult to guess."

Zhihun was a little curious, "Then why did you refuse?"

You Sichen was silent, and told the story of the original text.

"Although many plots are different from the original text now, no one knows what will happen in the next second. I don't want you and the little fool to suffer any harm."

Zhihun looked at him, his dark eyes suddenly bent, and then threw himself into his arms, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, "Little boyfriend, do you think I look like a master who allows others to bully me?"

"When I was in the novel world, I was a big villain with eighteen skills in martial arts. When those so-called decent guys meet me, who should first weigh whether their own life is tough enough?"

You Sichen looked a little gloomy and didn't answer.

Zhihun raised his head, stood on tiptoe and kissed his tightly pursed lips, "I promise you, I will protect myself and not make fun of my own safety, okay?"

You Sichen pursed his lips, but still didn't answer.

Zhihun stared at him, "As long as we use it properly, this is a good opportunity."

Hearing this, You Sichen finally responded, "What do you mean?"

Zhihun: "If the little fool and I want to merge, we must have the aura of the protagonist, and this competition is a good opportunity for us."

After a pause, he said again: "As long as our performance in this competition is amazing enough, I'm sure to get the aura of the protagonist."

You Sichen caught the point of his words, "Us?"

Zhihun nodded, "Yes, you and I."

You Sichen said in a deep voice, "How should I cooperate with you?"

What he said clearly meant that he agreed to participate in the competition, and a very bright smile appeared on Zhihun's face, "When the time comes, we..."

After the two finished chatting, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.When I returned to Class Nine, half of the first quarter in the afternoon had passed.

After school in the afternoon, You Sichen took the initiative to find Lin Youshuang.

"What?" Lin Youshuang was pleasantly surprised, "You agreed to compete?"

You Sichen had a calm expression on his face, "Yes, but I have a request."

As long as he is willing to participate, let alone a single request, even three Lin Youshuangs have no objections.

She suppressed the joy in her heart, "You say."

You Sichen glanced at Bai Muli beside him, "He competed with me."

Lin Youshuang was stunned, "Does Bai Muli also know how to draw?"

Bai Muli glanced at You Sichen, remembered what the other party had just said, and said obediently, "Teacher, I will."

After a pause, "I can paint with Lao Gong."

Lin Youshuang was still a little confused, "Together?"

You Sichen said lightly: "I only have one request, if you agree, teacher, we will go to the competition on time tomorrow."

Lin Youshuang finally turned her head around, "You mean, you will compete with Bai Muli tomorrow?"

You Sichen looked at her and said nothing.

Lin Youshuang felt a little headache, and looked at Bai Muli, "This matter concerns the whole No. [-] Middle School, no joke, classmate Bai Muli, are you sure you will?"

Bai Muli bit her lips: "I will, and...and I'm very powerful." He and Zhihun are one, and Zhihun's strength is his strength.