Infatuation buff transferred [Quick Transmigration]

Yang He always felt that Mr. Lu seemed to have something bothering him today.

The specific manifestation is that Lu Peichen, who has always been serious about his work, actually put down the file, held the mobile phone in his hand absent-mindedly, and read it for 10 minutes.

Yang He stood in front of the desk with a stack of materials, hesitated for a moment, and said aloud, "Boss Lu, these are the materials for the meeting in the afternoon."

Lu Peichen looked away from the pitch-black screen of the phone, said "um", and said, "Leave it alone, you are busy with your work."

This meant asking him to go out. Yang He glanced at the phone curiously, put the documents on Lu Peichen's desk, and turned to go out.

After Lu Peichen and the others left, he turned on his phone and sent a message to Xu Maidong, asking if he was busy.

Xu Maidong returned quickly, without saying whether he was busy or not, and asked: Mr. Lu, what's the matter?

Lu Peichen: If I remember correctly, your school's art exhibition is opening today?

Xu Maidong: Yes.

Why don't you call me?

After Lu Peichen sent this message, Xu Maidong didn't reply for a while, obviously something happened.

521 burst out crying and said, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, the protagonist must have been bullied!"

Lu Peichen's face turned slightly cold, and he simply called Xu Maidong directly.

The phone rang several times before Xu Maidong's low voice came from his hand: "Mr. Lu..."

Although he tried his best to be calm, his voice still betrayed his uneasiness.

Lu Peichen paused and asked, "What happened to the art exhibition?"

"Mr. Lu, my painting was not selected." Xu Maidong's voice was very low, he took a deep breath, and his voice was still a little hoarse: "It's clearly agreed, I'm sorry, I can't go to the art exhibition with you."

"Impossible." Lu Peichen's tone was firm, not to mention that he had seen the painting with Lu's father, but also that the painting that Xu Maidong sent to the Lujia Art Museum was praised by the curator, and now he is only in school and has not yet graduated The students are selected together, and it is impossible for him to lose the selection with his strength.

The plot in the original book flashed through Lu Peichen's mind. He frowned and asked with a gentle tone, "What is the reason?"

Xu Maidong lowered his eyebrows, and said after a while: "...I have let you down."

Lu Peichen clenched the phone tightly and said in a low voice, "Xu Maidong, tell the truth."

The man called out his full name seriously, Xu Maidong was startled, his heart was filled with soreness, he was really looking forward to this school's art exhibition, it was obviously an appointment, and it was obviously foolproof.

Xu Maidong didn't want to tell Lu Peichen such a dirty thing, and he didn't want to bother him, Mr. Lu was already busy enough.

He originally wanted to keep the matter in his heart and deal with it by himself. Seeing that Lu Peichen obviously didn't believe it was as simple as just brushing it down, he pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, and said for a while: "There is a senior, his painting is somewhat similar to mine, teachers Picked his."

Same plot as the original book.

Lu Peichen's tone was cold: "Who is the senior?"

Xu Maidong was standing in front of a picture in the art exhibition. On the wall was a very familiar night scene painting. The instructor was a name he was not familiar with. The student's name in the lower right corner was written with the words "Fang He".

He remembered that he handed over the painting to Mr. Fu for the exhibition, but within a few days, he was sent back with regret, saying that some teachers felt that he needed to improve his painting skills. He didn't believe it at the time. , but still chose to believe Mr. Fu's words.

Knowing that he was not selected, he felt deeply ashamed and sad because of what he had sworn forward. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know how to tell Lu Peichen about it.Until the day of the art exhibition, Xu Maidong's roommate hesitated to reveal that there was a senior who drew the same painting as him.

Fang He... He remembered, the people who were with Fu Wenyu in the playground.

Xu Maidong's eyes were gloomy, his face was icy staring at it, and darkness grew in his heart instantly.

His face was frosty, but his tone couldn't be heard at all, and he said softly, "I don't know you."

A trace of anger welled up in Lu Peichen's brows. When he seldom got angry, he wanted to ask Xu Maidong if he was Fang He, but he was afraid that Xu Maidong would become suspicious without evidence, so he held the phone silently for a moment, and still didn't say anything.

521 said excitedly: "It must be Fang He!"

Lu Peichen ignored it, he had clearly told Xu Maidong to be careful with his drawings and others, he agreed, but he was still stolen.

Maybe it wasn't stolen. He specifically reminded that such a large painting will still be exhibited. With Xu Maidong's character, he will definitely keep it well. If it is stolen, there will be splashes. After being forced to ask, it was brushed down because the paintings overlapped.

Lu Peichen hung up the phone, feeling a little disappointed with Xu Maidong, whether it was Fang He or not, he felt that Xu Maidong might not trust him at all.

After that day, Xu Maidong sent him a message to say hello as usual, but Lu Peichen watched him coldly, devoting himself to work, and never replied once.

He thought that Xu Maidong would give up after being treated in the cold a few times, but after several days, the messages from that silly husky avatar still did not stop.

From the message Xu Maidong sent, he seems to be doing well at school.

However, Lu Peichen would dream every night, dreaming of the man with peach blossom eyes, whenever he wanted to see his whole picture clearly, he would gradually turn into Xu Maidong's aggrieved face, as if condemning him for ignoring himself and always thinking about others .

After more times, Lu Peichen's sleep quality is not very good.

Waking up in the middle of the night again, Lu Peichen, who couldn't sleep, took the mobile phone on the bedside table, silently clicked on the chat box with Xu Maidong, and looked at the paragraphs of text on it.

Xu Maidong said that he saw a beautiful Sanhua at school today, it was very cute, and he heard from his roommate that the cat was called Beer, so he fed it some food, and took a photo and sent it to Lu Peichen.

Lu Peichen clicked on the picture and looked at it. The cat was squatting on the ground, looking at the camera with big and round eyes. It was a small one, very cute.

He didn't know what he was thinking for a while, and replied: "It's cute, the eyes are very similar to yours."

After posting, he frowned slightly, sending this kind of message to people in the middle of the night...

He decisively withdrew the message.

Within a few seconds, the top of the chat box showed that the other party was typing, and Xu Maidong's message popped up:? ? ?

Xu Maidong: What did Mr. Lu post?

Lu Peichen was rarely thankful for his quick hand, and retracted it after sending it. He typed: It's nothing, why are you still up so late?

Xu Maidong: I was waiting for news from Mr. Lu, and it finally arrived.

At the end is a big smiley face.

That smiling face was like a little three-colored cat clumsily climbing over the wall of his heart, raised its little paw, and stepped on the tip of his heart cautiously.

Da da da.

so cute.

Lu Peichen suddenly felt sleepy, it was already very late, he asked Xu Maidong to go to bed obediently.

Xu Maidong was quite reluctant, he wanted to talk to Mr. Lu more, but he couldn't bear to pester Mr. Lu to make him stay up all night, so he sent a good emoji and asked Mr. Lu if he would reply to his message tomorrow.

Lu Peichen sent a message to go to sleep, pretending not to see Xu Maidong's message, and turned off the screen to sleep after sending good night.

Xu Maidong looked at the phone screen in disappointment. He was very greedy. When Mr. Lu didn't reply to the message, he wanted him to reply, just one message, and he was very satisfied, but after Mr. Lu returned to him...he just wanted to be the same as before, from time to time Will take the initiative to send messages to him, and chat with him.

He pursed his lips, turned out the painting under the pillow, touched the man's face in the painting with great care, and typed it to Lu Peichen.

Mr. Lu, good night.