The Modern Life of Yu-Yi Xie

"Okay, handsome guy, are you satisfied?"

Xie Fuling, who heard these words in his ear, opened his eyes lightly, and looked straight at the young man whose temperament had completely changed in the mirror. The long bangs that originally covered half of his face no longer existed under the pruning, and his smooth forehead There were only a few strands of broken hair left before, and the frizzy hair on both sides was also tidied up, revealing a pair of small and beautiful ears. The scar that "Xie Fuling" had struggled to hide is now almost invisible, only at a very close distance You can only see a faint red mark when you look down, coupled with the already good facial features and those very prominent almond eyes, the whole person looks very sunny and handsome.

Xie Fuling didn't expect that a haircut could make people look brand new, which made him very satisfied. Even though he paid a relatively high fee, he was still in a good mood when he walked out of the barber shop, thinking: I can finally get rid of that hair loss. His bangs obstructed his vision, and he didn't notice the eyes of countless passers-by who were attracted by his appearance.

"Little Fuling?"

A doubtful and uncertain voice came from across from him. Xie Fuling, who was walking on the campus, stopped and looked in that direction. Sure enough, he saw Zhou Yang, who was holding a basketball and standing among a group of girls.

"Hey, it's really you!" Zhou Yang walked quickly to Xie Fuling and looked him up and down with surprise on his face, "Tsk tsk tsk, I almost dare not recognize you, the speed of your appearance is about to break through Skyrim, it's over, it's over, I have one more competitor."

After a pause, he looked at Xie Fuling's face in amazement as if thinking of something: "I'm going, it's really gone, little Fuling, what kind of miraculous ointment is that, it works really well, it's only been two weeks Can't you?!"

"Zhou Yang, who is this?"

At this time, the group of girls who had surrounded Zhou Yang also realized that it was a handsome guy they had never seen before, and surrounded him curiously. One of the beautiful girls with big wavy long curly hair asked.

"Hahaha, Zhao Xiaoying, you don't recognize him, right? This is Xie Fuling from our class!" Zhou Yang smiled to the girl who was asking the question, with a terrified tone for some reason.

"Xie Fuling?" Zhao Xiaoying didn't remember who Xie Fuling was for a moment, and wondered if there was anyone with that name in her class, and then a timid figure appeared in her mind.

In an instant, Zhao Xiaoying's eyes widened, pointing to Xie Fuling and stammering in disbelief: "Thank you, Xie Fuling?! How is it possible?!"

Xie Fuling took a step back, avoiding Zhao Xiaoying's poking finger.

Zhao Xiaoying withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang said: "I'm scared, I didn't expect Xiao Fuling to be a handsome guy, right? Let me tell you, our Xiao Fuling is not only handsome, but also has a unique formula. If you want to get rid of scars in the future, just come here Find him, the effect is great."

Xie Fuling saw that Zhou Yang was getting more and more exaggerated, so he reached out to pat him and said, "You are busy, I will go first."

"Hey, let's go together, my game just ended, call Shang Zijun, let's go eat." Zhou Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to hug Xie Fuling's shoulder.

Xie Fuling dexterously dodged, and faced Zhou Yang's immediate aggrieved expression, he said honestly and unwaveringly: "Sweat smells, don't come here."

"Well, you little Fuling, you actually start to dislike me after becoming handsome... Hey, wait, don't go, hey!"

Seeing Zhou Yang chasing Xie Fuling away, the group of girls left behind were stunned, completely unaware that the domineering and cool scorer on the basketball court had such an indescribable side.

"Yingzi, I just suddenly remembered, isn't the boy who wrote you a love letter in freshman year called Xie Fuling?" Suddenly, a short-haired girl approached Zhao Xiaoying and asked with a strange expression.

Zhao Xiaoying was taken aback for a moment, that's right, she actually remembered it just now, because when she received that letter, when she heard that Xie Fuling was that weird boy who always sat in the last row and never talked to anyone He tore it up in front of all the sisters without even looking at it, and laughed and said for a long time that the man was beyond his control.

"I didn't expect him to become handsome all of a sudden after cutting his hair. Could it be that he went for plastic surgery? But you can't see any traces? If I had known you back then..."

"Enough, let's go!" Zhao Xiaoying interrupted the short-haired girl unceremoniously, and left on her own.

The expression of the short-haired girl who was left behind froze, and she said bitterly: "Cut, what are you pulling, it's just a face that looks better, and I don't know how many people I will scare away..."

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At first, Xie Fuling was a little interested in the so-called university professional courses, but after listening to many lectures, he found that most of the content was just on paper, and even the practical courses only scratched the surface, so as time went by, Xie Fuling was not very serious in class In comparison, he admires the library of this school even more. There are many useful books in it, so he likes to go to the library whenever he is free. Pa is still far behind.

Of course, it's just that Dr. Xie is not used to the modern way of answering questions.

Although he doesn't listen to class very much, but because his expression is very focused and he doesn't come late or leave early, ordinary teachers can't find that he is actually vacating. Today, as usual, he is vacating and pretending to listen to class, but he doesn't know that he has quietly become a classroom teacher. The focus of everyone here, if he hadn't lost his mind, he would have heard the following conversations.

"Hey, hey, who is that handsome guy over there, is he here to listen?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before, it looks so tender, it can't be a junior student?"

"Which student would come to sit in on the senior class? It's not that he is full and has nothing to do..."

"Look at him sitting with Zhou Yang and Lou Zijun, isn't it the Xie Fuling who shared the dormitory with them?"

"Xie Fuling? Is there someone with that name in our class?"

"It's the one who always sits in the corner and doesn't say a word, the bangs are so long that he's going to die!"

"Impossible, this person absolutely cannot be Xie Fuling."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I have seen Xie Fuling's face very close, there is a very long scar on it, the visual impact is not ordinary, I almost screamed out on the spot in fright, that handsome guy has such good skin, no It's possible~"

"That's it, then it shouldn't be. If it's really such an exaggerated scar, it may not be 100% faded by plastic surgery..."

Zhao Xiaoying, who was originally a little annoyed by the chattering of the girls in the front seat, was stunned when she heard these two words, Scar?Does Xie Fuling have scars on his face?

Zhao Xiaoying couldn't help looking at Xie Fuling who was sitting quietly at the other end of the classroom, and took a closer look at the now very handsome face. There was nothing on it, it was smooth and fair.

"...Our little Fuling is not only handsome, but also has excellent medical skills. If you want to get rid of scars in the future, feel free to come to him, and the results will be excellent."

Zhou Yang's inexplicable words at that time suddenly echoed in Zhao Xiaoyan's mind. She bit her lip, turned her eyes to her arm, and secretly made a decision.

"Okay, little Fuling, there are beauties prostrating under your jeans so soon, and our class belle Zhao Xiaoying invites you to dinner~" Zhou Yang grabbed the phone and winked at Xie Fuling exaggeratedly.

After Lou Zijun heard about it, he went over curiously to look at the content on Zhou Yang's phone, and saw a sentence written on the WeChat interface:

"I'll treat you to dinner, and you can call Xie Fuling for me. I need to find him."

"Oh, I didn't expect that the beauty sent me a WeChat message to ask me to be a matchmaker. It made me so sad." Zhou Yang pretended to be "Xizi holding his heart", half-opening his eyes and waiting for Xie Fuling's reaction.

"Come on, let's talk about this after you have cleared the more than 100 school girls in your WeChat." Lou Zijun couldn't listen to it and directly demolished it.

Zhou Yang chuckled, and immediately returned to normal and asked Xie Fuling: "How is it? See you?"

Xie Fuling shook his head and refused decisively. He doesn't like trouble.

Zhou Yang was speechless, scratching his head and showing distress: "It's so straightforward, it's too bad, I'm not very skilled in rejecting beautiful women, I have to think about how to say it so I won't be too ruthless."

Lou Zijun rolled his eyes silently, ignoring Zhou Yang, who was clutching his phone and wondering how to reply better, walked up to Xie Fuling, and asked hesitantly: "Are you really not going? Could it be for Zhao Xiaoying and others?" What do you think?"

Xie Fuling turned his head in confusion, what does it mean that he has thoughts about Zhao Xiaoying?

Seeing Xie Fuling's performance, Lou Zijun couldn't help thinking of a possibility, and asked in surprise, "Did you forget?"

"Forgot what?"

"Uh, it's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything." Lou Zijun didn't expect that Xie Fuling would forget that he had written a love letter to Zhao Xiaoying himself. He was paler than a ghost, and he was worried that this person would be overwhelmed because of this, but he didn't expect that he couldn't remember now.

"What are you talking about? You're so mysterious." At this moment, Zhou Yang, who had already replied to WeChat, leaned over and inserted himself between the two of them.

Lou Zijun pushed Zhou Yang's face away in disgust, and changed the topic: "There is nothing, so how did you think about it so quickly?"

"Ah, I just said, 'Little Fuling said I can't see you'." Zhou Yang shook his phone.

The corners of Lou Zijun's mouth twitched, he said he wouldn't be too ruthless, this is simply a crit, right? !

On the other side, Zhao Xiaoying, who had finally received Zhou Yang's reply, changed her face when she saw the content of the WeChat message, and she held the phone tightly.However, after a while, she relaxed a bit, it doesn't matter, isn't she just Xie Fuling, she has plenty of ways.