Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 44: Impulsiveness and Indecision (Updated)
"Is it necessary to be so formal?"

Zhong Xilu stared at Bai Yang with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Xiao Bai, you are not here to touch my best friend's hand, are you?"

When Luo Xiaoyu heard this, she was so scared that she quickly retracted her half-extended hand.

"How can you slander someone out of thin air?" Bai Yang couldn't believe it: "You are slandering me!"

"Hmph~" Looking at Luo Xiaoyu's actions, Zhong Xilu showed a satisfied smile: "Xiaobai, your little thoughts are exposed in front of me."

She turned to Luo Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, you have to be careful of him, he's an old scumbag."

"Uh, is that so?" Luo Xiaoyu stared at Zhong Xilu's face and suddenly showed a suspicious expression: "Xiaolu, there's something wrong with you!"

"You didn't just eat--"

"Cough cough!" Zhong Xilu suddenly coughed, interrupting Luo Xiaoyu's words, and quietly pinched the other's soft flesh.

Luo Xiaoyu wisely shut up.

Bai Yang sat down opposite Zhong Xilu, watching the interaction between the two with interest, and said, "Why do I feel like Comrade Xiao Zhong doesn't welcome me very much today?"

"You're just here to eat for free, do I need to welcome you?" Zhong Xilu said bluntly.

"You're right." Bai Yang said in a humble tone, "Well, I took a taxi here, can you reimburse me for the fare?"

Luo Xiaoyu was shocked.

How could this person say such shameless words so naturally!
She looked at Zhong Xilu and found that he was smiling and didn't mind at all. His words were also very elegant and easy-going: "Get lost!"

"okay."

Luo Xiaoyu: “.”

Suddenly I felt that Zhong Xilu was a little strange.

The person in front of her named Bai Yang is the one she has a crush on?

He looks okay, but is far from being handsome, and his words and actions are hard to judge.

Anyway, Luo Xiaoyu had never come into contact with this type of person. Normal students would at least feel a little ashamed when talking about money, not to mention eating out so blatantly and asking girls for money.

Born to be a gigolo?
Xiaolu actually likes this kind of thing? Is it because he is too rich?
The following conversation was finally more serious. Although the two of them made some outrageous remarks from time to time, which made Luo Xiaoyu feel helpless, she managed to keep her composure and did not jump out to question them.

Luo Xiaoyu didn't jump up until Bai Yang finished his meal, patted his butt and left in satisfaction.

"No, that's it?"

She shook Zhong Xilu's shoulders frantically: "I don't see any advantages in him at all!"

"And he really left right after he finished eating! Not only did he not pay the bill, he didn't even wait for you!"

"Not even a thank you!"

"Ah——" Zhong Xilu looked puzzled: "Isn't this normal? Bai Yang just came here to eat noodles, why is he waiting for me? As for thanking me, that's even more unnecessary."

"As for his merits."

Zhong Xilu couldn't help but smile, "Let's not talk about anything else, don't you think Bai Yang's words are interesting?"

"Is it interesting?" Luo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched. "Xiaolu, don't mind me saying this. I only heard the word shameless."

"Bai Yang is quite shameless." Zhong Xilu chuckled.

Luo Xiaoyu: ".Xiaolu, you are hopeless."

"Does your brother know about your relationship?"

"We're not in love yet. I've already said that we're still in the secret love stage." Zhong Xilu corrected: "My brother and Bai Yang have met. As for his opinion, do you think I care?"

Luo Xiaoyu held her forehead with her hand: "It's indeed your personality. I guess my opinion doesn't matter. Forget it."

"It's a rare opportunity for me to come back, I don't want to be involved in your messy affairs!"

"What do you mean by a mess? This is lifelong happiness!" Zhong Xilu said seriously.

"At your age, what's the point of talking about lifelong happiness?" Luo Xiaoyu couldn't help but swear, "You just got carried away for a moment, don't take it that far."

"Really?" Zhong Xilu thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I don't have any experience either, but doesn't every relationship start from being infatuated?"

"The days are still long."

Feeling refreshed after the meal, Bai Yang took the bus back to the school dormitory.

I was surprised to find Wu Bo lying on the bed.

"You're here so early?" Bai Yang asked.

"I'm bored staying at home." Wu Bo said in an unhappy tone, "I was playing with my phone and was constantly being nagged at, so I came out."

"I mean, I thought you were going to go online with Li Yang." Bai Yang glanced at the other person's phone, "Still chatting? It's been a week."

"Yeah." Wu Bo wasn't very interested.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yang was very perceptive and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"No, no, how could that be?" Wu Bo said quickly, "Xiao Qian and I are doing fine now. I was just thinking about other things."

He changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Yangzi, I haven't seen you paint yet. Don't you bring back the paintings you paint?"

"They are just exercises. There is nothing worth bringing back. I just threw them away after I finished them." Bai Yang chuckled: "But I did bring back one work."

"Want to see it?"

As his first work, Bai Yang certainly wanted to show off.

How could one hide something like a painting? If it wasn't too abrupt, Bai Yang even wanted to hang his paintings in the dormitory and classroom for people to admire every day.

No, the scale is too small. It would be better if it could be broadcast on the news every day!

"I want to see it." Wu Bo was very considerate.

Bai Yang couldn't wait to take the painting out of the suitcase and unfolded it carefully: "You are the first person to see this painting besides the people in the studio. Don't suppress your emotions. Praise it as much as you can. I can handle it."

The picture of a beautiful woman reading slowly unfolded before Wu Bo's eyes.

"Hiss——" Wu Bo took a breath of cold air, "Who is this?"

"It doesn't matter who this is. Look at the painting! Look at the level of the painting!" Bai Yang pointed out dissatisfiedly.

"Those eyes and nose." Wu Bo muttered, "I've watched countless movies, even serious ones, but I've never seen anything as good-looking as this. Where did you find the picture online?"

"What internet pictures—" Bai Yang paused, thinking that Chun Yuwan didn't seem to be willing to show up, so he said unhappily, "It's none of your business."

Wu Bo said seriously: "Brother Yangzi, is this painting for sale? I'll buy it!"

"Oh." Bai Yang was happy. "Brother Bozi is so arrogant. How much are you going to pay?"

Wu Bo stretched out a finger, gritted his teeth, and stretched out another one.

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows: "Two hundred thousand?"

"Puff!" Wu Bo broke through his defense and shouted, "What are you thinking? Do you think I'm a sucker? Twenty thousand!"

"Where do I get 200,000 yuan in pocket money?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I thought you were some wealthy customer." Bai Yang rolled his eyes. "Besides, I won't sell it to you even if it's 2 million, let alone 200,000."

"This is my first work. Do you understand what commemorative significance means?"

He sighed: "Forget it, you are talking at cross purposes. You only know how to look at girls. You can't see the artistic conception of my painting at all."

"Don't worry!" Wu Bo quickly said, "I think the painting is good! I didn't expect that Yang Zige is not only a good novelist, but also a good painter. He is almost comparable to famous painters!"

"I don't feel any sense of accomplishment when you praise me like this." Bai Yang put the painting away, feeling uninterested.

It's pointless to pretend to be good in front of people who don't understand painting. But in the eyes of people who understand painting, the level of your painting is nothing.

Forget it, I'll just keep it for my own enjoyment.

"I went to the computer room."

Seeing Bai Yang leaving the dormitory, Wu Bo picked up his phone again.

"Xiao Shu, didn't you agree to let me take a picture of your painting? It's been delayed for several days."

"You're not going to lie to me all this time, are you?"

The above is Yan Ziqian’s message, sent at 8:00 a.m.

Two hours have passed since now.

Wu Bo sighed with a bitter face.

It seems like I can’t pretend anymore.

They have been chatting for more than a week, and although they are having fun, the more they chat, the more Wu Bo feels overwhelmed, and the other party also vaguely senses that something is wrong from various details.

Wu Bo had dealt with the occasional probing attempts perfunctorily, but this time, it seemed that he could no longer deal with it perfunctorily.

Unless he can produce evidence to prove it, "Xiao Shu's" personality will completely collapse and he will become a liar who keeps bragging.

Wu Bo was considering whether it was time to come clean. Although he knew that once he did, Yan Ziqian would probably completely dislike him, but it was not a solution to keep lying like this.

"It seems like I'm in a bit of a dilemma. If I had known earlier, I would have listened to Brother Yangzi's advice and stopped trying to be clever."

Wu Bo sighed again and took out his phone: "I'm sorry——"

After typing three words, he deleted them hesitantly.

Then I scrolled through the chat history bit by bit, looking at the various messages sent by the other party, and relived the happy times of the past few days.

Wu Bo couldn't make up his mind, he couldn't bear to do it.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and clicked on Bai Yang's profile picture:
"Brother Yangzi, can I send your painting to my friend?"

Bai Yang's message came back quickly: "Sure, but be careful not to break it!"

Wu Bo then found Bai Yang's painting, unfolded it, pointed his phone at the picture, thought for a moment, and moved the camera slightly upwards, placing Bai Yang's signature outside the camera.

Click.

After taking the photo and making sure there were no omissions, Wu Bo opened QQ and clicked on Yan Ziqian's profile picture.

"I've been busy just now."

"Why would I lie to you? I just wanted to take a good picture for you. I just didn't finish the painting in the past two days."

The other side quickly replied: "Really?"

"Of course." Wu Bo hesitated to send a message: "I have just taken the photo and will send it to you right away."

After thinking for a while, he sent another message: "I just want to show it to you, please don't leak it."

Yan Ziqian: “Okay!”

"I knew Xiao Shu wouldn't lie to me!"

The conflicted expression disappeared from Wu Bo's face, and he unconsciously smiled sweetly again.

Under the 3G network, the picture was finally transmitted slowly.

Wu Bo held the phone and waited, and finally received a message from the other party.

"Wow! It looks good!"

"Xiao Shu! You're amazing! Even more amazing than I thought!"

Wu Bo grinned and couldn't help laughing so hard that his teeth were exposed.

It’s great to be able to have a pleasant chat with Xiaoqian again.

As for the rest, Wu Bo had already forgotten about it and typed quickly:
"No, it's just average."

"These are all practice works. I threw them away after I finished drawing them. I just took some photos because you wanted to see them."

Thanks to the leader of Cucumber Nougat!
It’s like a shot of adrenaline for the failure!
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