Forced to pretend to be a scum in the text

In the afternoon class meeting, when Xu Wei handed over the name of the play and the role list to Ren Chengcheng, the corner of Ren Chengcheng's mouth twitched visibly to the naked eye.

He couldn't help but looked in the direction of Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

He just wants to empty his mind now, and he can't imagine a tall, strong and flat version of "Cinderella".

Lu Ping said quietly, "Cheng Cheng, I'm already very hurt."

Ren Chengcheng turned his face away, his shoulders trembled, and he turned back later, "It's actually quite good, very novel, and the response must be very good."

Lu Ping has nothing to love in his life.

Everyone roared with laughter again, after all, the picture can already be made up in the brain, which is simply not ordinary "beauty".

Ren Chengcheng let everyone make a fuss for a while, then clapped his hands, "Okay, calm down, don't disturb other classes. There are 10 minutes left, you can study by yourself."

Xie Lang was resting on his arm, holding Chen Yu's left hand, starting from the tip of each finger, touching upwards, stroking to the palm, and drawing a circle on the palm.

Chen Yu felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but want to pull it back, but he couldn't bear it, so he looked at Xie Lang, his cheeks puffed out.

Xie Lang pursed his lips, his eyes floated gently, he no longer drew circles irregularly, and wrote stroke by stroke.

He whispered, "Guess what I wrote."

Chen Yu let go of the pen, "OK."

Xie Lang locked his eyes on Chen Yu and wrote very slowly.Chen Yu connected the strokes together in his mind, obediently followed Xie Lang's order, and read out:

"I like you."

Xie Lang smiled clearly, lowered his head, grabbed Chen Yu's fingertips and kissed, "I like Xiaoyu too."

"!"

Chen Yu's cheeks turned red.

Xie Lang did it on purpose.

Chen Yu stopped looking at Xie Lang, turned his face away, picked up the pen and continued to work on the problem, Xie Lang still grabbed his left hand and did not pull it back.

After school, Chen Yu and Xie Lang were surrounded in the middle, Luo Cheng was at the front chattering, and Lu Ping was also chattering. The two just got together and complained about the "Cinderella" that their class was about to perform.

Luo Cheng was depressed that his character was actually a little mouse, while Lu Ping said that he was very willing to exchange with Luo Cheng.

Walking to the school gate, a harsh whistle sounded suddenly.

Zhong Wenle was in a daze, startled, and couldn't help scolding, "Fuck, who is so wicked, don't you know that honking is forbidden here?"

Everyone stopped, followed the source of the sound, and saw a black car driving slowly.

Luo Cheng whispered: "Are the public so arrogant these days?"

Lu Ping's family is rich, and there are many luxury cars in the garage. He recognized the sign and corrected him, "It's a Phaeton, a few million cars."

Luo Cheng opened his mouth wide, "Damn it, who will it pick up?"

No one told Luo Cheng the answer, but soon, the answer had long legs and ran over by himself.

Phaeton stopped beside Xie Lang, the cab door opened, and a young man dressed in a suit and leather shoes came out, wearing a pair of glasses with gold frames, looking gentle.

He nodded to Xie Lang, respectfully, "The chairman invites you to get in the car."

Xie Lang didn't move, the smile on his face was completely suppressed, and his face was expressionless.

The two stalemate.

Not long after, the door of the back seat of the car opened, and a middle-aged man came out, wearing a gray suit, in good shape, similar to Xie Lang, just like the middle-aged version of Xie Lang.

Anyone with eyes can guess the relationship between the middle-aged man and Xie Lang.

Xie Qi stood where he was, looking at Xie Lang with a sullen face.

Xie Lang's body pressure dropped, his eyes were dark and cold, and he looked at him.

After a few seconds-

Xie Qixian spoke, his voice sank, hiding his anger, "Why, I can't invite you even if I come down in person?"

Xie Lang ignored him and did not move.

Chen Yu looked up at Xie Lang, and called him softly, with worried eyes.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, looked at Chen Yu, motioned him to rest assured, and then said softly: "You go with everyone, I will call you later."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai nodded.

Only then did Xie Lang walk in the direction of the car.

Satisfied, Xie Qi returned to the car.

Chen Yu was very worried, and followed Xie Lang for two steps, frowning, Xie Lang looked back and shook his head at him.

Chen Yu hesitated and stopped, his lips pursed tightly.

Xie Lang gestured for him to call, and smiled at Chen Yu again, with a soothing smile.

Chen Yu stood, waited for Xie Lang to get into the car, watched the car drive away and disappeared, then looked away, his expression still worried.

Zhou Bai came over, "Let's go, Brother Lang knows it well."

It's really useless to stay at the school gate, Chen Yu nodded, and walked towards the station with everyone, all the way full of thoughts and didn't speak.

After Xie Lang got into the car, he still ignored Xie Qi.

There was a faint fragrance in the car, but Xie Lang frowned, opened the window directly, and turned his face to the outside.

After the car drove for a while, Xie Qicai said, "Why didn't you answer my phone?"

Shelan was silent.

Xie Qi was furious, "Xie Lang!"

Thinking of Xie Lang's character, he suppressed his temper again, "Last month's parent meeting, you didn't tell me anyway."

Xie Lang finally spoke, his tone was very light, "It's not necessary."

"It's rare to meet, I don't want to quarrel with you," Xie Qi's voice hid his anger, "so please speak well and don't make me angry."

Xie Lang turned his head and glanced at Xie Qi, with obvious sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "Since you know that I will make you angry, then you shouldn't come to me, don't talk, see each other, don't communicate, it's good."

"you are my son!"

"I'd rather not be."

"you!"

Xie Qi's anger was ignited, his face was full of anger, and his arms were raised high. At this time, the young man driving said first: "Chairman, we are here."

After listening to the words, Xie Qi came back rationally, withdrew his hand, straightened his clothes, and said, "Come down."

Xie Lang raised his eyes and met the young man's gaze in the rearview mirror.

Calmly, they quickly looked away.

After getting out of the car, Xie Lang put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, his expression was cold, his eyes were dark, and there was no light at all.

They were welcomed in by the hotel manager who had been waiting for a long time.

Walking to the private room of the restaurant, Xie Lang saw the mother and child who were already sitting in the seat, his face became more serious, and he turned and left immediately.

"stop!"

Xie Qi suppressed his anger and said sharply, "Don't force me to do it."

As soon as his words fell, two tall bodyguards came over and stood in front of Xie Lang, like a hill.

Xie Qi's tone slowed down, "It's just a meal."

"Oh." Xie Lang laughed ironically, turned his feet, and strode towards the private room, when he passed by Xie Qi's side, his voice was very soft, "I said, it's best for us to stay away from each other forever.

You are going to mess with me and make me angry. I am not responsible for what happens later. "

Before Xie Qi could react, Xie Lang walked quickly to the private room, slammed his schoolbag on the table with a "bump", pulled out the chair and sat down, he glanced at Zeng Mengyao and Xie Chen's mother and son sitting opposite him, his eyes darkened, Sharp eyes.

Xie Qi's temples twitched, he wanted to get angry, but seeing that Xie Lang had already sat down, he didn't look back and left, so he endured it again.

He walked into the private room and closed the door.

The private room is very large, decorated with fresh flowers, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

Xie Lang firmly suppressed the evil dragon that was about to rush out from the bottom of his heart, his reason was falling apart, he felt disgusting to stay here.

He didn't want to play the game of "Father is kind and son is filial piety" with Xie Qi. The father-son friendship between them was broken many years ago, so he said directly: "What do you want to say?"

Xie Qi looked at Xie Lang's eyes that only resembled his mother's, and recalled that many years ago, that person also used such eyes, and said coldly: "Get a divorce."

Suddenly regretted giving up custody to his ex-wife.

Otherwise, Xie Lang wouldn't be like now, unable to raise her well.

Of the two sons, only Xie Lang satisfied him. He was smart and excellent in everything. Xie Lang was also the most legitimate and suitable heir.

But now, how can he trust the company to Xie Lang.

Zeng Mengyao frowned slightly, looked at Xie Lang dissatisfied, and suddenly said: "Why are you talking to your father like this, whether it's big or small."

The female voice was harsh, Xie Lang looked over with dark eyes, Zeng Mengyao's face turned pale.

Xie Chen immediately defended Zeng Mengyao, "What are you doing, is my mother wrong? Why do you stare at my mother?"

Xie Qi came back to his senses, patted Zeng Mengyao on the shoulder to comfort him, and reprimanded: "Your aunt is right, what attitude do you use to talk to me?"

Xie Lang leaned back on the back of the chair, stared at Zeng Mengyao and Xie Chen, with a half-smile, applauded, "The acting is really good."

Looking at Xie Qi again, he said from the heart, "The filter is really thick."

Zeng Mengyao bit her lip and stopped talking, tears came as soon as she said it, and kept streaming down.

Xie Lang sighed again, "Your tears are really worthless, good acting."

Zeng Mengyao stood up and went to pull Xie Chen again, her voice choked up, "Brother Qi, you should eat with Xie Lang for today's meal, Chen'er and I are annoying, so go back to the room first.

You father and son have a good talk, I hope you can untie your knots, I..."

"Sit down, what's the fuss?" Xie Qi finished speaking, and glared at Xie Lang, "Your aunt also specially ordered your favorite dishes, saying that she wanted to nourish your body. Where have you been after studying etiquette for so many years? Is this the attitude you should have towards your elders?"

Xie Lang's lips overflowed with thick sarcasm, and he was too lazy to argue.

He tapped the table with his index finger a few times, "Just tell me what you want from me."

He intentionally said word by word, "I really can't help your mistress sit together peacefully."

Xie Qi blushed, "Nonsense!"

After a few seconds of silence, he eased up, "Next week is your grandma's birthday, you have to go back, she has been thinking about you."

Xie Lang thought of the old man. When he left City B, he was very old and could barely walk.

Neither agreed nor rejected.

Xie Qi pretended that Xie Lang agreed, and changed the subject, "You can stay in X City to study, but you can't continue to study in Eleven Middle School, the school is too bad, you can't learn anything.

I'll ask Xiao Yang to transfer you to another school tomorrow. That child from Ji's family is in No. [-] Middle School, so you just transferred to be with him. "

"I don't want to transfer schools. I want to study. It's the same everywhere. You don't need to do anything extra."

He said casually, "I'm not Xie Chen."

Xie Chen's eyes were red, and he was so angry that he was about to explode, but Xie Qizai, he couldn't make trouble, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were dug into his flesh.

Xie Lang's eyes stopped on Xie Chen for a moment, seeing that he was about to become a turtle, the sarcasm on his face became even more serious.

Grabbing her schoolbag, Xie Lang stood up, "Are you all right? Then I'm leaving."

Xie Qi frowned, put down the teacup with a "bang", "Finish the meal."

Xie Lang turned sideways, "Yes."

He nodded his chin in the direction of Xie Chen and Zeng Mengyao, his tone was as cold as Antarctic ice, "If they leave, I'll eat with you."

After the words fell, he opened the door and left without waiting for Xie Qi to speak.

Xie Lang walked out of the hotel. It was completely dark, the city lights were on, and the wind was biting.

He walked in the same direction as he came and went, took out a lollipop, bit it in his mouth, his expression was cold, cooler than the cold wind.

After walking a few steps, his cell phone rang.

The other party sent two photos, after Xie Lang read them, he replied with two words.

--continue.

The rear lights flashed twice, Xie Lang turned around, and saw a black Phaeton driving up, the driver's window was lowered, the young man said: "The chairman asked me to take you back."

Xie Lang didn't get in the car, he crushed the lollipop, took off the paper stick, and his voice was mixed with the cold wind, "Has the matter been settled?"

The young man nodded, "Yes."

"Okay," Shelan said, "thank you."

The young man smiled, "Brother Shi is my benefactor, he brought me out of the mountain, he once asked me to take care of you, but I'm just a little assistant, I can't do much, as long as I can help you."

Xie Lan thanked again.

The young man smiled and said, "Get in the car."

"No need," Xie Lang said with undisguised disgust, "His car is disgusting."

Xie Lang's figure blended into the night.

Xie Lang didn't take the bus, because he was afraid that the shaking of the bus would shake out all the anger that was suppressed in his heart.With earphones plugged into both ears, he played the piano music he recorded and played by Chen Yu, and started jogging.

ran all the way home.

Although the weather was cold, Xie Lang was sweating profusely after running all the way, and his mood was finally calmed down.

He slowed down, from running to walking.

I went around to the supermarket again, bought a bunch of vegetables and meat, and the biting cold breath around my body hadn't dissipated.

Carrying the bag, without turning on the light, I walked upstairs in the dark.

The moment the door was opened, the warm light surrounded him instantly. Xie Lang stared blankly at Chen Yu who was sitting on the sofa. After a while, he whispered, "Little fish."

Chen Yu heard the voice when Xie Lang opened the door. He put down the notes he was flipping through, got up and ran to Xie Lang, approached Xie Lang, opened his arms, and hugged him.

"You're back."

And said, "Welcome home, boyfriend."

In an instant, all the depression in Xie Lang's heart dissipated.

The bag he was carrying fell to the ground with a soft sound, and he rested his forehead on Chen Yu's shoulder blades, and whispered, "I'm back."

Chen Yu touched Xie Lang's hair.

Xie Lang's hair was on the hard side and felt a little prickly, but Chen Yu liked it very much.

He let Xie Lang's arms around his waist keep tightening, and he took the trouble to stroke Xie Lang's head up and down.

After a while, Xie Lang let go, "Why didn't you go back?"

"Don't worry," Chen Yu held Xie Lang's hand and looked at him, "You told me that you hated your surname Xie, so I couldn't sit still when I went home, so I came again.

I think you need me, and I want to be with you too. "

Xie Lang's heart warmed up and softened.

"Well, I need little fish."

He touched Chen Yu's face, restrained himself and kissed Chen Yu lightly on the corner of his mouth.

The two interlocked their fingers.

The porch is full of vegetables rolled out of the bag, Chen Yu asked: "Have you eaten yet?"

"They're not for dinner," Xie Lang led Chen Yu back to the sofa, and sat down with Chen Yu in his arms. "I don't need them now, I'll clean them up later, Xiaoyu let me hug her for a while."

Chen Yu remembered what Ji Mingan had said, and understood the purpose of these ingredients—to vent.

Holding Xie Lang's back again, Chen Yu said softly, "Okay."