poorer than

Xia Xingcheng realized that his performance was too exaggerated, he patted his butt and smiled at Wei Lu: "I like it, who doesn't like it like you."

He is sincere.

But in Lu Wei's ears, it was a scene, because in his opinion, panic is a subconscious reaction, which means that Xia Xingcheng must not like it, and he feels a little disappointed, but he is not discouraged.

He smiled indifferently: "Okay, let's go back after packing up." Then he closed the suitcase, stood up, pulled the suitcase and walked out.

"Oh." Xia Xingcheng stroked his chin and looked at Wei Lu's back as he walked out, feeling strange, why did he feel that Wei Lu seemed a little unhappy?

What did he say wrong again?

Rubbing his head, he went out as well, still wondering if he had expressed something wrong again.

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[Freshman in the Department of Finance of Haiqing University beat the instructor over the shoulder and won! 】

After the National Day, the Piaohong post in the school post bar has been updated, and the above post Piaohong has become an elite post, which seems to be a gossip area, and it is not as simple as the statement in the title of the post.

The first floor is a frontal photo of a handsome freshman knocking down the instructor. The high-definition is extremely high-definition. If you zoom in, you can see clearly the appearance of the freshman. The extremely high appearance and the absence of any blemishes on the face can be seen clearly.

The photo looked like Xia Xingcheng.

22L: Did you see it? This is a new force in our finance department. Judging by its appearance and strength, it must not be underestimated!

23L: What about the photos on the second floor? Isn’t this Xia Xingche, a junior in the Department of Finance?How could you hold this new student?What is the origin of this new student?Tough and weak?Can you explain any magical characters?Who took the photo?

46L: That day I passed by the freshman class that senior brother Xia led. I saw a boy talking back to senior brother Xia, and it seemed to be this boy.

169L: Eat melons, have fun.

290L: I want to know the name of this junior brother. I, a third-year senior, want a WeChat account.

……

Little did he know that Xia Xingcheng was happily heading to school in Wei Lu's car.

"Brother Wei will let me go at the milk tea shop last time."

"doing what?"

Xia Xingcheng sat sideways and looked at Lu Wei's serious and focused appearance while driving: "I want to drink milk tea."

Then he saw Lu Wei frowning, and only heard someone say: "No."

"I haven't had milk tea for seven days, I really want to drink it~" Xia Xingcheng stretched out his claws and quietly grabbed the corner of Wei Lu's clothes, blinking his eyes and said, "I drink hot ones, okay?"

The hem of the clothes was shaken like a tingling sensation from the back of the spine, and there was a red light ahead, Wei Lu stopped the car and turned his head, then blinked at Xia Xingcheng and begged him.

All the education he wanted was reduced to ashes, and he couldn't live up to his compromise.

He gradually lowered his hand until he grabbed Xia Xingcheng's hand holding the corner of his clothes, and said softly:

"Don't be coquettish."

"Then is it useful for me to act like a baby?" Xia Xingcheng directly put his face in front of him and asked with a smile.

The guy in front of him smiled brightly, like the sun outside the car, dazzling but people couldn't take their eyes off. For a moment, Wei Lu felt that he was really a hopeless compromiser in love.

"it works."

Xia Xingcheng laughed out loud when he heard this, and danced with his hands and feet to celebrate his joy of being able to drink milk tea.

It's that easy to please.

The smile on Lu Wei's lips rose slightly, he was really good.

After asking Lu Wei to drop him off at the food street, he went to Lin Tong's shop to order a cup of milk tea, chatted a few words and said that he would go to Teacher Fang Zhiqing after class at noon, and then walked back to the dormitory with the milk tea.

Just after returning to school, he felt that many people were looking at him along the way. Knowing nothing, he thought that he was really handsome to attract attention, so he pretended to be handsome as if nothing had happened, and walked out of the wind with his suitcase. a feeling of.

If I knew I should wear sunglasses, I might be more handsome.

When I walked to the door of the dormitory, I found that I could unscrew it directly. When I opened the door, I saw Xia Xingche standing behind the door. He was so frightened that he clutched his heart, and suddenly became angry:

"Why are you standing here intimidating? I don't know if I need to clear my mind after the operation!" She rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"It's not that the castration operation requires a clean heart." Xia Xingche pulled his suitcase along the way, and glanced at the milk tea in his hand: "Can you drink milk tea now?"

Xia Xingcheng snorted and ignored him, and walked to his desk to look for the books he needed for class.

"That boyfriend of yours doesn't care about whether you can drink milk tea after the operation?"

Xia Xingcheng glanced at Xia Xingche who was standing behind him, and clicked his tongue: "Xia Xingche, I think there is something really bad about you, and I want to criticize you."

"What do you say."

Xia Xingcheng turned around and sat on his desk, took a sip of milk tea, and then said, "Why do you always care about me in such an awkward way, I really hate it."

A flash of panic flashed in Xia Xingche's eyes, he walked back to his desk and picked up his textbook: "I'm going to class."

Xia Xingcheng swayed his feet leisurely and drank milk tea, watching Xia Xingche's clumsy cover-up skills, and said with a smile:

"Be careful on the road."

Xia Xingche paused as he was about to go out, and at this second, countless inconceivable thoughts flashed through his mind, all explaining why Xia Xingcheng said the words "be careful on the road" to him.

He grabbed the doorknob and immediately closed the door. The moment he closed the door, he turned his head and looked into the room, meeting Xia Xingcheng's smiling eyes.

My heart trembled.

The door closed with a bang, but the thoughts in his mind were still in a mess. It was very strange why Xia Xingcheng was so friendly to him today, told him to be careful on the road, and smiled at him.

why?

Why can't this be solved with a formula? He thought about it all the way but couldn't figure it out. When he turned into the teaching building because he was distracted and didn't notice the person coming out of it, he bumped into it head-on.

Jiang Chengyun was taken aback by Xia Xingche, he immediately raised his hand against Xia Xingche's chest and looked at him speechlessly:

"What are you doing, you don't look at the road when you walk, you startle me." After he finished speaking, he found that Xia Xingche didn't pay attention to him, but went his own way, as if he had lost his soul.

He felt strange and followed, turning his head sideways to look at Xia Xingche's expression at this moment, the image of this Gaoling flower's aloofness had fallen, and now he looked like a lunatic who was muttering about something.

"Hey Xia Xingche!" he called out.

Xia Xingche was only thinking about why Xia Xingcheng had such a friendly attitude towards him today, completely unaware that Jiang Chengyun was beside him.

"Hey!"

He only came back to his senses when he was grabbed by the person next to him. After a slight start, he saw clearly that it was Jiang Chengyun who grabbed him. He frowned and said indifferently:

"What are you calling me for?"

Jiang Chengyun chuckled speechlessly: "Look at what's in front of you."

It was only then that Xia Xingche saw what was in front of him. He walked directly out of the middle hall of the teaching building to the pond at the back. After walking two steps, he could fall straight down. Only then did he realize that he was so obsessed with thinking that what Neither noticed.

He glanced at Jiang Chengyun and waved away his hand: "Well, I see."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the teaching building.

Jiang Chengyun's attitude when he saw people was so unhappy, he lowered his tongue with his tongue, and followed up with half-closed eyes:

"Isn't it you who treat the savior like this? It's interesting that you're drunk."

Xia Xingche replied blankly, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Yo yo yo, you made it sound like you weren't the one who cried and told me I was wrong that night." Jiang Chengyun put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Actually, it's more humane when you cry."

"Get out." Xia Xingche waved his hand away and said indifferently.

Jiang Chengyun resentfully withdrew his hand and shrugged indifferently: "Then please don't look for me when you drink in the future, and don't look for me about Xia Xingcheng's affairs."

Xia Xingche stopped immediately, turned around and looked at Jiang Chengyun, frowning: "That's not okay."

"Do you think you are a weird person? Since you have to ask me every time, you can't show me a good face? Look how cute Xia Xingcheng is, he can act like a baby, and he will shake the hem of his clothes if he asks for it. Shake it, blink your eyes, it doesn't matter if I give him my life." Jiang Chengyun sighed as if he hated the person in front of him.

Xia Xingche didn't hear the words that scolded him, only heard the second half of what Jiang Chengyun said, Xia Xingcheng would act like a baby?Will you pull the hem of your clothes, shake it, and blink your eyes?

Then why only fight with him?

Seeing Jiang Chengyun's eyes getting colder and colder, his lips pursed as if disgusted with this person, and he left without saying anything.

What a nasty fellow.

Jiang Chengyun, who has been singing a one-man show: "..."

Forget it, this look is not something that happens in a day or two.

At this moment, Xia Xingcheng was sitting on the recliner thinking about how to deal with the teacher of the art appreciation class, but he was so cruel that he withdrew his usual points all at once, that shouldn't be too much.

He took a sip of milk tea, chewed pearls, and thought, head-to-head is impossible, because now he has to try his best to make the teacher's impression of him better, or he will hug his thigh and pretend to faint as soon as he enters the door, showing that his body is really real He is very weak and sick for a week, so he won't be indifferent and continue to deduct his points, right?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is feasible, um, that's right, so be it, and then if Xiaozhi uses emotion and reason, he will definitely get back forty points!

This semester he will create a miracle and get the No.1 scholarship!

Then he glanced at the time and there was still an hour left, so let's go to sleep first, and then he can fight after resting.

Art Department Office——

"Oh, it's hard to lead this class of freshmen. This kid looks so thin, but he can still fight with the instructor?"

"Isn't there a lot of rumors on the post bar? Of course, what I care about is his appearance. This boy is very good-looking, and the instructor seems to be injured after beating him up. It was the class assistant in his class who carried him to the school doctor's office. , This is simply campus love."

"Mr. Zhang, it seems that you want to leave the order."

When Lu Wei walked in, he heard several teachers in the office chatting happily, but when he passed by them, he caught a glimpse of the photo on his mobile phone, and his eyes suddenly sank.

Teacher Zhang saw Wei Lu's interested expression: "Mr. Lu knows this student? Yes, I heard that you are not taking the freshman elective of the Finance Department? Have you ever seen this boy? He is amazing and can fight with the instructor." .”

sparring?

In Lu Wei's heart, Xia Xingcheng, who was weak, pitiful and helpless, would actually fight with others?

This guy dares to give him a fight at school?

Lu Wei half-closed his eyes and was a little displeased.

Teacher Zhang quickly put away the phone when he saw it, why Lu Wei's evil spirit came so suddenly was so scary.

Fang Zhiqing saw Lu Wei coming in and greeted him with a smile: "Good morning."

"Well, good morning." Lu Wei held back the anger in his heart and walked back to his seat, thinking about teaching this disobedient little guy a lesson in class.

"By the way, Wei Lu, aren't you in charge of the finance class? Then do you know a student named Xia Xingcheng?"

Lu Weixuan turned his head and looked at him vigilantly: "What did you ask him for?"

Fang Zhiqing: "... is the artist my gallery plans to sign." The look he gave Shang Lu Wei was startled, did he say something wrong?

Lu Wei half-closed his eyes showing a bit of danger: "So you are the gallery owner who wants to sign him."

Actually robbed him openly?

"You know?" Fang Zhiqing was a little surprised.

"Are you because he's a Maddog or are you just admiring his talent?"

"Of course there are, but I haven't seen him yet. He said he will come to me after class, and we'll have an interview then." Fang Zhiqing noticed that Lu Wei seemed a little nervous, which was not like the Lu Wei who didn't care about everyone: "Do you know Xia Xingcheng?"

More than knowing.

Lu Wei responded lightly: "Well, we are very good friends."

"Then why didn't you tell me he was Maddog when you were in France!"

Lu Wei: "...Why should I tell you." He didn't say that he just met.

Fang Zhiqing seemed to be meeting Wei Lu for the first time: "You are quite domineering, are you trying to protect this child? Also, I never thought that Maddog would be such a young child. He is really a genius. I must see it. He paints, and that must be a visual feast."

Lu Wei frowned after hearing this, did that guy Xia Xingcheng ever tell anyone that he couldn't tell the difference between green and blue?

When he was in the hospital, he didn’t have time to do a full-body examination, so he could only wait until next week when he was free. He was also thinking about this. Color weakness or color blindness will have a great impact on art creation.

"By the way, Wei Lu, did you know that Xia Xingcheng has a special skill?"

Lu Wei: "..." Why did this Fang Zhiqing know so many things about Xia Xingcheng when he just met him, angrily: "What?"

"He said he couldn't tell the difference between green and blue because of his eye injury, but he could tell each color apart by smelling the paint."

Lu Wei: "..." Why does Fang Zhiqing know so much?Really know too much: "I already knew that."

Can't lose.

Fang Zhiqing smiled: "So you know, I would have come to ask you if I knew about it."

"What happened to the contract?"

Fang Zhiqing knows this when he sees everyone: "Naturally, I appreciate him. I plan to hold an art exhibition next year, but there are too few contracted painters in the gallery, mainly because there are no famous painters. My gallery has just opened and there are not many painters. What is the way to promote the popularity of the gallery? This does not mean that I have met maddog. He is well-known in France but few people in China know about him, but with his ability, I believe that even if he does not have any fame in China, he can be recognized through art exhibitions. Raise his reputation."

Lu Wei was thoughtful: "Your art exhibition is mainly to make the gallery famous, right?"

"Well, if maddog can get praise in this art exhibition, I think it would be good for him. I used a win-win to convince him that he can't underestimate this kid. He's very good, and I promised him that once he signed the contract, I would charge 5.00 % of the agency fee, I will never charge more, after all, he is also the reason why I like oil painting, he is my idol, and I will definitely not charge more for idols."

Lu Wei listened to the slight twitching of the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Fang Zhiqing: "You are also very smart, you can find maddog to increase your gallery's reputation, and you can earn 5.00% if you take it."

Fang Zhiqing clenched his fist to his lips and coughed, and said with a smile, "Don't expose me, it's a win-win after all, how can I not win."

"When is the exhibition time?" Lu Wei asked.

"March next year."

"Has the location of the exhibition hall been selected?"

"You also know that the rent of the exhibition hall is very expensive now. I don't want to hold an art exhibition for the first time in a very ordinary place." Fang Zhiqing seemed to have thought of something and smiled and looked at Lu Wei: "Since maddog is your good friend, then Do you have any ideas about sponsoring Mr. Lu? For example, borrowing your art gallery?"

"Yes." Lu Wei picked up the art appreciation textbook on the table, turned his head and said, "I can also invest, but I want to take a share and participate in the planning of the art exhibition."

Fang Zhiqing was very pleasantly surprised: "Really, you want to invest in me?"

"To be precise, it's not for you, it's for my children." Lu Wei stood up and got ready to go to class: "I'll go to class first, and I'll bring Xia Xingcheng over later."

Fang Zhiqing smiled and said yes, yes.

At this moment, the first financial class has already obediently prepared to wait for Teacher Lu's arrival, but the revolutionary allies of 304 are anxiously calling Comrade Xia Xingcheng.

Luo Xi was in a hurry, making phone calls and WeChat messages. After more than a dozen calls, he was finally picked up: "Xia Xingcheng, why don't you come to class? You haven't even attended the first class. How dare you come to the second class?" No? Come here quickly!"

Xia Xingcheng, who had just woken up from his sleep, picked up the phone and realized that he had overslept, so he ran outside:

"Okay, I'm here, help me tell the teacher about my diarrhea!"

His usual score! ! !

Just as Luo Xi was about to say yes, he saw Lu Wei had already stepped into the classroom: "It's over, the teacher has already arrived, and it may be too late for you to come here."

Xia Xingcheng ran wildly: "Just tell me that I have diarrhea and I'm fast, 2 minutes!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone and ran to the teaching building.

After entering the door, Lu Wei looked around the classroom, but didn't see the guy he wanted to see, half-closed his eyes: "Where's Xia Xingcheng?"

Luo Xixu stood up: "Report to the teacher, he has diarrhea, and he will come in 2 minutes."

"Diarrhea?" Lu Wei wondered why he didn't know, and looked down at the roster: "Wait for him while the roll is being called, the class monitor will deduct forty points if Xia Xingcheng doesn't show up after 2 minutes."

Luo Xi: "!!!" He lowered his head and hurriedly sent a message to Xia Xingcheng to make him sprint quickly.

Xia Xingcheng felt that he couldn't be any better. He accelerated all the way to the art building and ran up to the third floor in one go. Fortunately, the dormitory in the art building was not far away. He quickly found his own classroom, looked up at classroom 102, and calmed down before breathing. Standing at the door, pretending to have a stomach ache, he patted his stomach and supported the door frame.

"Teacher, I—" But the moment he saw who was on the podium, his feet went limp, the hand holding the door frame trembled, and he was dumbfounded.

"Student Xia Xingcheng, you're late."

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Xia Xingcheng: It never occurred to me that Lu Wei's vest is stronger than mine.