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

This weekend, Cen Xiao was extremely uncomfortable.

First, Meng Zhen found a tutor for him, she said he was the son of a friend, a graduate student of a certain polytechnic university.

It is said that this graduate student tutored his cousin before, and was admitted to a certain 985 university in China, so he is very good at all subjects in high school.

Because Cen Xiao will take the junior college entrance examination in the next semester of his sophomore year of high school, he will have to study on weekends focusing on the sixth grade.

One supplement is six doors, there is no time to breathe.

Besides, what makes Cen Xiao even more upset is that there are always strange people adding him on WeChat recently.

His usual circle is ridiculously small, and even his classmates don't know his contact information.

The whole WeChat is empty, and the only friend added is Fu Zhun.

The originally depressed emotions gradually deepened, and the annoyance burned in the bottom of my heart.

He thought back to when he was in junior high school.

Because of the overtime class group and a few friends, the contact information was sold to people in other classes, and some were resold outside the school.

Some people even said: "It's fine if you don't add it? It won't have any effect on you."

Cen Xiao leaned against the bed, lowered his eyelashes, looked at the only contact in WeChat, and the bargaining conversation full of screens...

He rubbed his fingertips against the edge of the phone for two seconds, and then slowly pulled this person into the blacklist.

But Fu Zhun knew nothing about it.

When living in school, Cen Xiao would get up earlier every morning to sort out the homework of the group, and wake up Fu Zhun before leaving.

But today, he didn't call.

Let Fu Zhun fend for himself in the dormitory.

This directly caused Fu Zhun to skip the morning reading and come only before the first class.

No time to make up homework.

As soon as Fu Zhun came, he saw Cen Xiao holding the whole group of homework and preparing to hand it over to the class representative.

He rushed forward to stop him: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished copying yet."

In the past, Cen Xiao would take out his own book and copy it for him, and it was normal to wait for him for 2 minutes.

But this time Cen Xiao walked past him expressionlessly, without showing any affection.

Fu Zhun was startled, and within two seconds, Cen Xiao had already given the homework to the class representative.

"Brother, aren't you too shameless?" When Cen Xiao returned to his seat, Fu Zhun squinted his eyes in displeasure.

Cen Xiao's eyelids twitched, but he didn't even give him a look, warning: "Don't call me brother."

"Why?" Fu Zhun was just yelling casually after others, but Cen Xiao reacted so strongly, which made him even more upset.

"Why can others call me, but I can't?" Fu Zhun insisted on this question.

Cen Xiao was so annoyed by him, he frowned and looked at him impatiently: "The ones who call me that way are all female classmates, are you?"

"Isn't that why I can't be called brother? Why do you discriminate by titles, brother? Is there no such thing as a brother in the world?" Fu Zhun seemed to be excited, adding "brother" to every sentence after it.

The more he listened, the more immune he became. Cen Xiao, who was very resistant at first, was too lazy to talk anymore after hearing it.

It was as if a filter was installed in the ears, automatically blocking Fu Zhun's nonsense.

Cen Xiao said very little all morning.

Although he didn't talk much before, at least he would pass notes to Fu Zhun.

As a result, I didn't even pass the note today.

Fu Zhun pushed the notebook in front of him, and Cen Xiao didn't even look at it, either staring at the blackboard or the book, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him.

No matter how straight a man is, he should be able to see that something is wrong.

Fu Zhun thought he was in a bad mood and didn't bother him anymore.

When it was time to eat at noon, the people in the classroom dispersed.

Cen Xiao lingered in the classroom for a while, wanting to wait for Fu Zhun to leave before leaving.

As a result, Fu Zhun stood by and looked at him.

Cen Xiao didn't move, and neither did he.

After exhaling, Cen Xiao calmly took out a paper from the belly of the table.

"Let's go and eat." Seeing that he had no intention of moving, Fu Zhun frowned slightly: "You still forget to eat and sleep to do papers at noon?"

"En." Cen Xiao picked up the pen, put on a serious look, and said in a rather cold tone: "You eat by yourself, I don't have time."

Fu Zhun swallowed the phrase "I treat you to dinner" just as he came to his lips.

He glanced at Cen Xiao indifferently, didn't speak to him again, picked up his meal card and left the classroom.

……

"Oh, what kind of wind is this that drags us here? It's actually time to come and visit us."

Zhou Yuancheng, who was sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, couldn't help joking when he saw Fu Zhun coming.

Qian Zhaoyang, Zhong Kai and others on the side were also quite surprised.

After all, Fu Zhun hadn't had dinner with them for a long time.

During this time, Fu Zhun and Cen Xiao got together every day.

If they were not men, Zhou Yuancheng would have suspected that there was something wrong with them.

"What's the matter? Concubine Cen fell out of favor? That's a real joy." Zhou Yuancheng picked up the napkin next to his hand and shook it, putting on a shy look, like a showman.

"Get out." Fu Zhun put the dinner plate on the table, and said in a bad tone, "Don't bother your father."

Zhong Kai who sat across from him was not in the same class as them, but he also grew up with them.

He is usually very courageous, even in this situation, he dared to pluck the hair on the tiger's head: "This is where Concubine Cen fell out of favor, I think it's Concubine Cen who fell out of favor."

"Ouch?" This matter sounded very exciting, and Zhou Yuancheng became interested: "What? Your big star has a new fan friend, why don't you eat with him?"

"No." Fu Zhun poked the rice on the plate with his chopsticks, but he didn't eat it.

Xin Dao said that this person doesn't want to eat with me, this person doesn't eat at all.

With a sneer, Fu Zhun's tone became colder: "I've been throwing faces at me all morning, and I'll be sick if I eat with him again."

After being silent for a while, he added: "I, Cen Xiao, have been black all my life, understand?"

"Understood, understood." Zhou Yuancheng looked very understanding, "Fans turn black, I understand."

"I'm curious." Zhong Kai rested his head on his hands, looking at Fu Zhun who was sitting across from him, "Why are you sticking your hot face to someone's cold ass? It's not like you haven't seen a celebrity before. Think about you How many stars did Dad bring to your birthday party?"

Fu Zhun couldn't explain it.

However, when he matched the suspect in the fight with the celebrity transfer student, he felt that this person was pretending to be deep.

He didn't know what kind of weird psychology he had, but he really wanted to strip this man's pretentious coat cleanly.

As if this is a very fulfilling thing.

He recalled it carefully, but he blamed the reason on his mouth: "Because I gave him two scapegoats."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.

"Since I've taken the blame, I can't lose." Fu Zhun nodded solemnly.

Everyone: "..."

In the eyes of everyone, whether it was the fight or the hair dryer, they left a big blow to Fu Zhun's fragile boyish heart.

After all, Chen Huhu was so fucking fierce that the whole school was scared.

As an innocent citizen who was murdered twice by Chen Huhu, Fu Zhun was about to have a psychological shadow.

"So what can you do to make him make up for my meal?" Fu Zhun suddenly raised his head and glanced at everyone present.

Zhou Yuancheng always felt that his eyes were cold.

He touched the back of his neck and thought, do you want someone to treat you to dinner?

You are clearly begging someone to have dinner with you.

……

After discussing for a whole noon, Fu Zhun did not receive any effective information.

The ideas of a group of cronies are all bad.

When he returned to the classroom, Fu Zhun found that Cen Xiao was sleeping on the table.

An unknown fire burst out from the bottom of my heart.

I struggled all afternoon, and ended up sleeping there on my stomach.

Don't sleep with him yet.

Fu Zhun looked at him silently for two seconds, then suddenly took the paper that Cen Xiao favored just now...

A pig is drawn next to the name.

There is also an arrow pointing to the name.

The picture was once very childish.

The breath of a primary school student blowing towards his face.

"What are you doing?" Cen Xiao woke up after hearing some movement nearby, and kept looking at him with half-closed eyes.

Fu Zhun paused his pen tip, glanced sideways at him, and put the paper in front of him confidently.

Then he also lay down and fell asleep, without saying a word the whole time.

Even the back of his head is full of resentment.

Cen Xiao looked at the pig's head next to the name and was a little speechless.

Seeing that it was drawn with a pencil, Cen Xiao sneered, picked up the eraser and wiped the pig clean.

The state of the two of them lasted for a whole day.

During the period, no matter whether it was class or get out of class, bathing or eating, the two did not speak a word.

Until going to bed at night, Fu Zhun who was lying on the bed became more and more angry.

He grew up smoothly, and his father doted on his mother, so he had never experienced this kind of cold violence.

I was so angry that I couldn't sleep.

Hearing the snoring of the two roommates in the other bed who were studying hard, Fu Zhun closed his eyes.

After realizing that he really couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes and reached for his mobile phone.

He was going to send some news to Cen Xiao, but he couldn't bear to ask him.

So Fu Zhun had a flash of inspiration, and clicked on Pin Xixi again to bargain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the news was sent out, a red exclamation mark suddenly appeared next to it.

Fu Zhun stared at the red exclamation mark in a daze for 2 minutes before reacting slowly——

I was blacklisted.

You actually got blackmailed? !

He was blocked by Cen Xiao? !

After realizing this problem, Fu Zhun's already bad mood suddenly became annoyed.

He was so angry that he couldn't sleep at all.

Without doing anything, he simply lifted the quilt and got down from the upper bunk.

Cen Xiao, who was on the lower berth, hadn't fallen asleep either, and had heard Fu Zhun's movements a long time ago.

But he only thought he was about to go to the toilet, and ignored it, continuing to face inward and pretend to be asleep.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhun didn't seem to go out, and the footsteps stopped suddenly.

It was as if he had stopped by his own bed.

Cen Xiao's back went stiff.

Could this person be sleepwalking?

Just when Cen Xiao was still thinking about whether he should look back at his sleepwalking deskmate...

The mattress behind him suddenly felt a slight sag.

Before Cen Xiao could react, Fu Zhun had already pressed on him.

He reached out and turned him over.

Cen Xiao couldn't react in time, so he could only follow his strength and turn around——

With the light of the corridor coming in from the window above the door, he found that Fu Zhun was kneeling on one knee beside his bed.

His brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, obviously feeling uneasy.

Cen Xiao didn't know what kind of wind he had in the middle of the night.

Moreover, the other two roommates were asleep, so he was too embarrassed to speak too loudly, so he could only show the majesty of the head of the room, and warned in a low voice: "What are you doing? Go back to sleep."

"Go back to sleep?" Fu Zhun laughed inexplicably as if he heard some funny joke, and his tone was resentful and cold: "You want to sleep after blocking me? You think it's beautiful."

Cen Xiao: "..."

It was only then that Cen Xiao realized that Fu Zhun had come to settle accounts after Qiuhou.

But he wasn't happy to mention it either.

Pursing his lips, Cen Xiao didn't speak, and turned his back to face the wall, too lazy to talk to him.

However, Fu Zhun was excited.

He exerted some strength to turn Cen Xiao over again.

In order to prevent him from turning around again, Fu Zhun directly pressed on him to prevent him from moving.

He even thought that Cen Xiao would turn his head away, so he reached out to grab his chin to prevent him from turning his head.

The distance between the two is so close that even the breathing between their noses can intertwine.

This was the first time Cen Xiao felt the pressure from Fu Zhun.

Before, I didn't know if it was hidden too well or what, this person has always been a fool and a ruffian.

Even if you have a temper, it's not that big.

This time it was like opening Pandora's box.

Fu Zhun's bad temper suddenly popped up.

"Why did you block me?" Fu Zhun stared straight at Cen Xiao, showing concern.

Those who didn't know thought he had a knife on Cen Xiao's neck, as if he had to give him some satisfactory answer.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao is not a vegetarian either, he doesn't like Fu Zhun at all.

Seeing that Fu Zhun is fierce, he can be more fierce than Fu Zhun: "What? Do you still want to report the blacklist?"

"I didn't mess with you, so why do you blackmail me?" Fu Zhun looked down at him, unexpectedly mixed with a trace of wronged resentment in his domineering tone.

Cen Xiao, who was about to choke him, froze suddenly.

Opening his mouth, everything Cen Xiao wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Whether it is reprimanding or questioning, in this case, he looks like a sinner.

So Cen Xiao simply closed his eyes, chose to deal with it coldly, and let Fu Zhun ignore him no matter how hard he tried.

Just hanging it like this, wanting to wait for him to get impatient and go to bed.

Who knows that Fu Zhun is also a person who does great things.

After tossing about for a while, he saw that Cen Xiao ignored him, so he calmed down by himself...

Leisurely lifted Cen Xiao's quilt and lay down.

The scene was very peaceful for a time.

Cen Xiao, who was pushed into the corner, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He half-opened his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Go away."

There was impatience between his eyebrows and eyes.

However, Fu Zhun seems to have won back a city.

This time it was his turn to hang out with Cen Xiao.

Seeing that Fu Zhun didn't respond for a long time, Cen Xiao's forehead twitched, and he wanted to kick him off.

As a result, Fu Zhun seemed to have expected it.

He hooked the corners of his lips, turned over directly, stretched out his hand to lock Cen Xiaolian and his arms against the wall, and asked again: "Why did you block me?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Don't tell me, right?" He raised his leg to press Cen Xiao's leg, and said in a leisurely tone, "Don't tell me, let's just fall asleep like this tonight."

"Don't talk about it today, just sleep like this today."

"If you don't talk about it tomorrow, you will sleep like this tomorrow."

"Anyway, sleep until you say so."

"Brother, you can see for yourself."

Cen Xiao: "..."