I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

Dejia is a boarding high school, and the school is open on Sunday night, allowing students to come to the school in advance to tidy up the dormitory.

Originally, Meng Zhen wanted Cen Xiao to stay at home for one more night, but Cen Xiao was unwilling.

This directly caused Meng Zhen to complain a lot when driving.

"You said you, why did you go to school so early? Gold is hidden in the school?" Meng Zhen can only see Cen Xiao on weekends every week, and he usually wants to go to the dormitory to wash his clothes, but he is unwilling.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Meng Zhen frowned, and changed the topic: "You must have a girl you like, right? You are still young, and your status is..."

However, Cen Xiao just gave an excuse in a perfunctory manner, and interrupted her: "I can't keep up with my studies, so I want to ask my classmates for homework."

Hearing this, Meng Zhen's face softened a bit: "That's right, after all, you took a year off from school, it's because your mother didn't think carefully."

After a short pause, she continued: "Do you want to hire you a tutor or something on the weekend?"

"Mom, let me take a rest." Cen Xiao leaned back on the co-pilot, rubbing his forehead with a headache.

"Okay." Meng Zhen looked at his complexion and it was really not very good. He only thought that he was studying hard, "We will talk about it when you recover."

The implication-I will invite you again after a while.

Cen Xiao sighed almost inaudibly.

When they arrived at school, Cen Xiao got out of the car first.

After saying "I'm leaving first, you go home", I took the things in the trunk and walked towards the dormitory building.

Meng Zhen called him from behind, but he also pretended not to hear.

After entering the gate of the dormitory building, Cen Xiao finally relaxed from his tense nerves.

Children from other families go home to relax, but he comes to school to relax.

When he arrived at his dormitory, the room was quiet and the lights were not turned on.

But looking in through the glass window on the door, you can see that the air conditioner above the balcony door is on.

Cen Xiao thought someone forgot to turn off the air conditioner before going to the classroom for self-study, so he went in without thinking much.

He turned on the light conveniently, and the room became much brighter.

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on low. Although it was cool for a moment when I first entered, the air-conditioning had been blowing for a long time, and no one could stand it.

Cen Xiao used the remote control to raise the temperature of the air conditioner a bit.

With a beep, the temperature instantly became 26 degrees.

It was time to turn on the lights and adjust the temperature, and the one who was sleeping on the upper bunk finally got up.

Fu Zhun lifted the quilt, leaned his head against the edge of the bed, and looked down at Cen Xiao below.

His expression was lazy, his brows and eyes were sleepy, and there was an air of getting up from not getting enough sleep.

As soon as Cen Xiao turned around, he saw a head hanging on the edge of the upper bunk, sleepy-eyed.

There is also a white mosquito net in front of it.

It's kind of scary at first glance.

Cen Xiao was startled in a daze, and when he recovered, he greeted him: "I thought no one was here."

After slowing down for a while, Fu Zhun seemed to realize that it was him, his face softened a little, and he hooked his fingers at Cen Xiao: "Come on."

"What are you doing?" Cen Xiao obeyed and took two steps forward.

"Let me show you a treasure." Fu Zhun seemed to be dissatisfied with his distance, and approached Cen Xiao again: "Come closer."

Cen Xiao was puzzled, but continued to lean forward.

Seeing him coming, Fu Zhun finally lifted the mosquito net and took out a small box from the inside of the bed.

Cen Xiao took a closer look, only to find that it was the case of the mobile phone.

"I don't have your ID card, so I got a card with my ID card, so you can make do with it."

Fu Zhun looked quite sleepy, and he yawned lazily again, and said, "Pin Xixi, you want, is also done for you."

After speaking, he lay down again.

The scene was very peaceful for a time.

Cen Xiao had already opened the box.

He looked at the phone in his hand, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

He thought that Fu Zhun would continue to sleep, so he should ignore him.

In the end, this person actually added another sentence: "You're welcome, remember to chop Xixi for me."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Then what about your WeChat?" Cen Xiao raised his hand and knocked on the edge of the upper bunk.

"Huh?" Fu Zhun, who had already been lying down, got up again, "I'm so honored? Let a big star ask me for WeChat?"

Cen Xiao was very speechless to his behavior of being good-looking while taking advantage of it.

Glancing at him, he turned around with a cold face and said, "Forget it."

"Add." Fu Zhun was finally not poor, and took out his mobile phone.

After the two finished adding friends, Cen Xiao did receive an invitation from Fu Zhun to bargain hard every night.

Before he clicked on the chat box, he asked casually when he saw the message pop up: "What are you hacking?"

Fu Zhun, who was lying on the upper bunk and playing with his mobile phone, replied casually: "It's the one from last time."

"Hello Kitty Polaroid?" Cen Xiao clicked in and took a look. He was surprised by his taste, and subconsciously guessed, "You cut it for your girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend?" Fu Zhun seemed to think the word was unfamiliar, and after realizing it, his tone was a little uncomfortable: "What are you doing? Look down on handsome guys who like HelloKitty?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"No," Cen Xiao was silent, too lazy to argue with him: "It's right for a handsome guy to like everything."

……

Just like that, Cen Xiao suddenly had a new contact in his empty new WeChat account.

Fu Zhun became the only student in the school who had Cen Daxing's WeChat account.

Qian Zhaoyang didn't know where he got the news. When he was about to play basketball after school on the weekend, he cheekily approached him and whispered, "Brother, do you have Cen Xiao's WeChat?"

Fu Zhun, who was looking at his mobile phone, suddenly stopped, and raised his eyelids impatiently: "Where did you hear that?"

"No." Qian Zhaoyang quickly waved his hand: "I accidentally saw Cen Xiao's name in your recent contact list last time..."

These words made Fu Zhun even more impatient, "Stop aiming at my phone."

Hearing this, Qian Zhaoyang curled his lips resentfully: "I didn't mean it either."

Zhou Yuancheng, who was walking and tossing the basketball, suddenly paused, raised his eyebrows and said in a strange way: "We are so awesome, we even got the WeChat IDs of big stars? Some people in our class asked people in your class about it." , as a result, no one has his WeChat account.”

Fu Zhun didn't know who Cen Xiao added after he got the phone, but whether it was WeChat or QQ, there was no sign of Cen Xiao in the class.

Hearing what Zhou Yuancheng said now, he suddenly let out a dragged "Oh".

Although there is only one word, it sounds extremely flat.

There is an inexplicable breath of Versailles.

It seems that this word contains countless cynical flaunts——

I have him on WeChat and I am the best, but you are all scum without you.

In Zhou Yuancheng's eyes, these words floated behind Fu Zhun's head like colorful bullet screens.

He was most annoyed by Fu Zhun's dead look, and couldn't help complaining: "Can you stop being so beaten up? Do you know that you got the contact information of a big star? Why are you so proud?"

"Why are you so sour?" Fu Zhun snorted lightly, "Why are you envious?"

"I'm envious, I'm a big man and he's not his fan, why do you want him to use WeChat?" Zhou Yuancheng rolled his eyes.

This alone is not enough, Zhou Yuancheng will continue to choke him: "You too, a big man still likes a male star? Taking Cen Xiao's WeChat is like winning [-] million, can you have something to do?"

"You know what." Fu Zhun frowned, obviously angry.

He quarreled a little bit, and inexplicably came to his mind a sentence that he couldn't remember where he heard it: "It's right for a handsome guy to like everything."

After pausing for half a second, he added the second half of the sentence: "It's right for handsome guys to like handsome guys, understand?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Qian Zhaoyang: "???"

It was as if these words were blurted out without thinking, Fu Zhun himself was taken aback by these words.

The atmosphere became inexplicably weird.

Zhou Yuancheng didn't know how gay the "GayGay atmosphere" in other people's mouth was.

But he felt that maybe he was just as gay as he is now.

The three of them were silent for a long time, and finally it was Qian Zhaoyang who spoke first.

As a straight man of steel, he never forgets his business in this situation——

"Brother, can you give me Cen Xiao's WeChat? My baby is a fan of Cen Xiao, and he wants to save a WeChat to commemorate."

"Go away." Fu Zhun pulled out of the GayGay atmosphere in an instant, and scolded him after reacting: "Give my girlfriend the WeChat ID of other boys, you really have it."

Qian Zhaoyang scratched his head: "Isn't it that her little sister is also greedy? I thought about getting her a long face."

For some reason, after he finished speaking, Fu Zhun's eyes slowly swept over Qian Zhaoyang's head as if wandering.

Qian Zhaoyang stroked his hair, "What's wrong, brother?"

"I thought," Fu Zhun sneered, "there is already a prairie above your head."

Qian Zhaoyang: "..."

……

Coming to the basketball court to play basketball every weekend is almost a daily routine for Fu Zhun and his group.

Qian Zhaoyang is a good basketball player, and every time he comes over, he basically gets acquainted with Fu Zhun's friends.

From time to time, he was kicked off by his teammates because he was too good.

This time, as always, I sat next to me and played with my mobile phone.

He was hugging his mobile phone and chatting with his girlfriend, when he suddenly brought up the matter of Cen Xiao's WeChat account.

He even bragged about it, saying that his brother and Cen Xiao had a good relationship, and that someone already had his contact information.

[Little Baby: [/Star Eyes] Wow, really? 】

Seeing this news, Qian Zhaoyang smiled slightly, and was about to reply "Of course it's true".

As a result, a message from her girlfriend came again——

[Little Baby: Did you add it? 】

Qian Zhaoyang: "..."

This soul questioning made Qian Zhaoyang fall into endless silence.

He bit the bullet and typed a line——

[Of course it's added! 】

But it has not been sent out.

I'm afraid that his little baby will let him push wechat to her.

In order to prove himself with facts, Qian Zhaoyang's eyes slowly fell on Fu Zhun's mobile phone placed aside.

He has always known that the gesture password of Fu Zhun's mobile phone is Z.

After struggling for a while, he looked up at the basketball court and found that no one noticed him.

So he secretly took Fu Zhun's phone with lightning speed, and slid open the screen.

Find Cen Xiao accurately in the recent chats of WeChat.

After opening the dialog box at one point, he took a closer look, and was so shocked that he didn't make a move.

Because the conversation between the two of them turned out to be——

【I'm bargaining for a free Hello Kitty Polaroid, I'll lend you a big knife to cut it~】*

[Cen Xiao: Cut it off. 】

[Z: OK. 】

[I am bargaining to get the small BKing learning machine for free, and I will borrow your big knife to chop it~]*

[Cen Xiao: Cut it off. 】

[Z: OK. 】

[I am bargaining to get the HelloKitty calculator for free, I will lend you a big knife to chop it~]*

[Cen Xiao: Hello Kitty again? 】

[Cen Xiao: Cut it off. 】

[Z: OK. 】

Qian Zhaoyang: "..."

Qian Zhaoyang was stunned.

Qian Zhaoyang was silent.

Qian Zhaoyang felt that the world was magical.

He opened his mouth in astonishment, and couldn't help complaining silently in his heart——

So this is a new type of love among rich people?