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Zhong Xincheng fled back to the dormitory, the heat imprinted on the palm penetrated into the skin layer by layer, and sparks spread across the heart.He curled up in the gaming chair in despair, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Do normal people secretly shake hands when others seem to be asleep?What exactly does Yanshu mean?Is it a bad trick, or, or is he actually...

But at that time, Yan Shu's expression was not serious, and he even asked firmly.

Maybe Yan Shu didn't mean that in fact, but he just pretended to be sentimental.

Zhong Xincheng knocked his head on the edge of the table in frustration, and quietly turned on the phone screen. He squinted his eyes and stared at the WeChat interface for a long time, and checked Yan Shu's circle of friends several times, but found nothing.

"Xincheng?"

Squeak——As soon as the door of the dormitory opened, Da'an stood at the door with his schoolbag in his hand, and said in surprise.

"I'm back." Zhong Xincheng straightened his body solemnly, turned his chair around, stared at Da'an seriously, and ordered: "Close the door first."

Da'an:? ? ?

Da'an closed the door with hands and feet like a fugitive terracotta warrior. He carefully moved a few steps under Zhong Xincheng's death gaze, put down his schoolbag, unscrewed the lid of the water cup and took a sip of water. Before he could swallow it, Zhong Xincheng said again: " Let me ask you, what does holding hands... mean?"

"Pfft—" Da'an couldn't hold back, and sprayed it all out.

The earth-shattering coughing sound filled every gap in the boys' dormitory, Zhong Xincheng kicked casually, and even the man and the chair slipped out of Daan's attack range.This thunder fell from the clouds and made Da'an's skin tender on the outside. The five-year-old and three-year-old boy shook his clothes with red necks, and he had a melon-eating expression like a moon old man who had finally descended to earth with red lines: "Which girl is brave enough to hold hands with you? Just hold hands?"

"No one, just commenting on this behavior." Zhong Xincheng corrected Da'an's words with serious words.

"If I want to hold hands with you, I must like you. I didn't say that, with your face, if you hook your hands, there are girls who are willing to go to bed with you." Da'an kindly reminded Zhong Xincheng that he wiped his clothes with a tissue, and when he turned around, there was nothing. Seeing the strange expression on Zhong Xincheng's face.

There was shock, but also embarrassment, the ears turned red, Zhong Xincheng pretended to cough, and continued to ask.

"I mean, man."

"Oh, man, how simple is a man, isn't a man just...a man???"

The Daan repeater followed the reading online. He took off his coat and babbled. He repeated it several times before he realized the problem. When he turned his head, there were four large characters written on every part of his body from hair to toes:

You are not right.

"Xincheng, tell brother, which shameless person came to hold your hand?"

Da'an hurriedly dragged the chair and landed in front of Zhong Xincheng, resting his elbows on it, with an expression of "my mother stole my precious son", as if a mother bird who went out to hunt came back from a busy day and was shocked to find that her home had been stolen , heartbroken.

"Are you looking for someone to single out?" Zhong Xincheng said indifferently.

"How is it possible? Peaceful people don't worship fighting and killing." Da'an laughed dryly and continued: "In this era when men and men will be criticized for going to the bathroom arm in arm, holding hands is undoubtedly a big event. If it is not unintentional , then he likes you, or at least has a crush on you."

Unintentional?It should not be unintentional.

Unless Yan Shu's hand is equipped with some kind of remote control, and the cat picks up the operation button, he will reach out to him in a controlled manner; the possibility of senile epilepsy is also ruled out; it will not be Yan Shu who wants to show Zhong Xincheng the palmistry calculation on a whim Fortune teller?

That's really outrageous, I sincerely suggest Yan Shu not to mess around in A, and switch to the Linjiang Xianfeng Shui Technician College next door, where he will become an apprentice in 30 days and [-] days, and use a spell to travel the world and open a new chapter in his life.

"But Xincheng, I think since you are a straight man, you should not get involved in their circle casually. Do you know that we have a little Alaskan spicy banana ring in A University, and my God, there are spicy eyes in it." Da'an Speaking of this matter, he still had lingering fears, so he seriously analyzed it with Zhong Xincheng.

Zhong Xincheng didn't speak, he stared silently at his palm that had been covered by that person, his thoughts were in a mess.

"Of course, you are the one who knows the most about this matter. Maybe it's just because you have nothing to do, like..." Da'an smiled stupidly, stretched out his hand while pulling the stool, and grasped Zhong Xincheng's hand precisely, like a dog holding a bone. Dangling in the air. "Look, we can hold each other too."

Yes, but not the same.Zhong Xincheng thought to himself.

Da'an's explanation did not relieve Zhong Xincheng, on the contrary, it made him care more about this matter, but now that one of the protagonists is not present, the confrontation can only be rehearsed with the air.Zhong Xincheng started a round of the game disheartened, and in the middle of the game, he silently sent an appointment invitation.

Yan Wusheng is really free every day. Could it be that he is driving an excavator at the construction site during the day and takes a vacation at night?

Neither Zhong Xincheng nor Yan Wusheng started the live broadcast, and the two anchors who rarely absent from work to play games tacitly stopped for a long time on the team formation panel, Yan Wusheng didn't click the match button, and Zhong Xincheng didn't urge him.

Escaping from the chaos of being busy and anxious, Zhong Xincheng rubbed his hair with his hands. He had already finished eating his lollipops yesterday, so he could only lick his lips and swallow the pain in his heart.

[YSSS]: Brother, are you interested in talking?

[YSSS]: After much deliberation, the only way to tell you is the most reliable.

[YSSS]: I'm really at a loss.

The pleading tone, the mournful emotion, and the helplessness of thought all made Zhong Xincheng feel pity, and he casually tapped 'OK', ready to listen to the words and tell the story silently.

[YSSS]: The thing is like this, on a dark and windy night, I passed a field of corn with grass, and a tractor with four eyes drove towards me...

"Speak in human language." Zhong Xincheng knocked on his microphone hard, and said in the team voice through gritted teeth.

"Oh, isn't this paving the way for the storytelling atmosphere?" Yan Wusheng also turned on the mic, and he said with a smile.

"No need, let's get straight to the point." Zhong Xincheng said.

"Today's high-achieving students are so impatient, their hearts are not old." Yan Wusheng sighed, and then his tone became more serious: "To put it simply, I have a sweetheart, but he doesn't like me."

Oh, lovelorn drama, Zhong Xincheng raised his eyebrows.

He always thought that a man like Yan Wusheng, who is number one in the world and has an inexplicable narcissistic temperament, would not be emotionally entangled by anything, but he didn't expect that he was just a mortal.

"Is there anyone she likes?" Zhong Xincheng asked.

"I'm not sure, but I don't seem to have an ex. Would you like me to introduce you? My kid is very interesting, everyone loves flowers." Yan Wusheng started flirting again in less than a second of distress; there is no doubt that if there is no Blocked by this hard screen, Yan Wusheng might be able to climb up along the network cable and press Zhong Xincheng's shoulder to show him what a fairy she is.

"Your family?" Zhong Xincheng began to criticize.

"Ambition is in my chest, understand?" Yan Wusheng was dissatisfied with Zhong Xincheng's questioning, "The kid doesn't like me being close to him, and the plot can't progress at all. Do you know how many novels I've read recently about school bully bosses? Not even a routine On; other people’s homes can catch them by making encounters with kisses and hugs. My children don’t even bite the hook when they put Kobe beef as bait. Not to mention, the reaction is quite sensitive. Could it be some kind of racing dog training base?"

"That's really hard for you." Zhong Xincheng agreed with a blank face and no emotion.

"That's right, you said those little girls can't be more realistic when they write about their feelings, and they abuse their wives for a while and chase their wives to the crematorium. In reality, which old Gong would dare not kneel down on the keyboard or the washboard?"

Yan Wusheng beat his chest and stamped his feet, and lamented.

"It's like me. I was the one who was worried about gain and loss at the beginning. I was the one who chased people, and I was the one who was in danger of being dumped. Have you missed the sticks of incense in front of the Stove Lord's altar?"

Maybe it's because of the fact that they live together and fly together, right?

Zhong Xincheng didn't know what to comfort him, but after hearing Yan Wusheng's self-report, he suddenly felt that he wasn't too bad?

At least Yan Shu's family is from a scholarly family, not from the Kasai dog training base. Then he will walk in front, followed by Yan Shu and a few dogs - hiss, the picture is beautiful.

"What kind of person does she like?" Zhong Xincheng asked.

"I don't know, help me think about it, and I'll describe his personality to you." Yan Wusheng beat the snake with a stick and said, "I'm usually introverted, but when I meet me, I'm very cute; he's excellent at work and study, and he Sometimes he makes small mistakes; he has a cold personality and is very popular..." Yan Wusheng chattered endlessly.

The more Zhong Xincheng listened, the more silent he became. According to Yan Wusheng's description, this girl is typically an iceberg beauty with outstanding abilities. Generally, this kind of girl should like intellectual, gentle and mature men, not the beeping machine like Yan Wusheng.

Wait, Yan Wusheng can't be sibling love, right?

Zhong Xincheng recalled it, and even made up the scene of Yan Wusheng crying to him about his broken love in the future. The dog man turned his head to eat tender grass and did not talk about Wude and fished his kaolin flower or something.

"She may like men who are better than herself, Mu Qiang has a mentality." Zhong Xincheng said.

"Oh, then what do you think I should do? I think I may be useless." Yan Wusheng rarely showed a loss.

Zhong Xincheng narrowed his eyes, and a Yan Shu voice suddenly appeared in his heart.

He also has a sweetheart, and he also admires Qiang very much. .

"Go and chase." Zhong Xincheng took a deep breath, not knowing who he was speaking to.

To chase, success is a miracle, failure is fate.

Yan Wusheng didn't speak for a long time, the silence was like a bond, gently wrapping around Zhong Xincheng's wrist, soothing all the restlessness and restlessness, blowing a gust of wind on the barren field.

"Listen to you." Yan Wusheng laughed.

Zhong Xincheng rubbed his wrists, his brows and eyes curled up indistinctly, and before he could say "Come on", he suddenly heard a strange ringing sound in the headset.

Time and space suddenly overlapped, and countless parallel planes collided and merged in a short moment. The ringtone from Yan Wusheng was clearly audible, and the tune and lyrics were abrupt and familiar.The sounds inside and outside the headset merged in a wave after a delay of [-] seconds, Zhong Xincheng's face was pale, he took off the headset silently, and the lights-off bell reverberating in the corridor of the dormitory was deafening.

"My mother, can I change the school's broken lights and bells!" Da'an, who was diagonally opposite, punched the keyboard and cursed loudly.

Zhong Xincheng's hand was tightly gripping the headphone stem, he looked up and realized that Yan Wusheng had quit the game.

Just now, in the silent Lianmai, he heard a big light-off bell?

"Da'an, is this light-off bell unique to A University?" Zhong Xincheng's fingertips were trembling, he gritted his teeth fiercely, the smile that had surged up earlier disappeared, and he paused every word.

"Yeah, the official Weibo was showing off a few days ago, saying that the combination of FutureBass and Gufeng is really a genius in the music industry." Da'an didn't spend any money. People are divided into five horses.

You are such a genius, silent.

Zhong Xincheng pushed the keyboard and laughed out of breath.

I really don’t know when A University will open a tractor school, brother who moves bricks on the construction site?