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

Cen Xiao didn't know where Fu Zhun's dormitory keys went.

For several days, he failed to find the key.

Urging him to find the dormitory auntie to get one, but he doesn't deserve it either, so it's wasted.

Follow Cen Xiao's ass all day long.

Cen Xiao stayed in the classroom after his evening self-study, and he also stayed in the classroom.

This made Cen Xiao involuntarily have a kind of——

If he forgot the key too, it would feel like they were going to sleep in the woods.

But there are obviously other roommates in the dormitory, and the relationship is quite harmonious, so it's not possible that they won't open the door.

Cen Xiao mentioned this to Fu Zhun, but Fu Zhun said——

"The experimental class came back later than us, where can I ask them to open the door?"

This is true, both Zhang Lechen and Zou Qihang came back when the lights were turned off.

Can't count on them.

So these days, every time Cen Xiao continued to study after evening self-study, Fu Zhun was waiting beside him.

He didn't participate in any study groups, so he just sat quietly and watched.

The atmosphere in the class was extremely tense.

The three girls in the same group as Cen Xiao were the most affected.

Because every time Fu Zhun glanced over, they couldn't help but shudder.

"Look at Fu Zhun," while Wenxi was discussing the topic with Cen Xiao, the girl next to her and her deskmate complained, "Does that look look like a boudoir who is waiting for her husband to come home?"

The girl next to her: "..."

She raised her head and took a sneak peek——

I saw Fu Zhun sitting diagonally behind the aisle separated from Cen Xiao, holding a pen in his hand and turning around, staring at Cen Xiao motionlessly.

The whole face was expressionless.

It wasn't until Cen Xiao was talking to the girl opposite that Fu Zhun's face finally changed.

His face became even more stinky.

Then I looked at my watch again, as if every minute and every second passed in agony.

The girl slowly withdrew her gaze and agreed with what the tablemate said: "You are right."

After the scene just now, she has already imagined a Mary Su emotional drama in her mind: "Do you think Fu Zhun looks a bit like a little princess?"

"Ah," the girl next to him nodded, and secretly glanced at Fu Zhun: "It seems to be."

"So, do you know what I thought of just now?" The girl looked at her deskmate solemnly, but the light in her eyes was hot.

The scorching light made the girl next to her become enthusiastic: "What?"

"—Princess Drag and his Iceberg Prince."

"...???"

As soon as they finished speaking, the pen in Cen Xiao's hand suddenly dropped to the ground.

With a "click", the girl next to her who was saying "pull the princess" fell silent for a moment.

The aisle was not far apart, and they thought their voices were relatively quiet, but in fact, Cen Xiao had already heard those words thoroughly.

Before Cen Xiao's brain could react from their words, Wen Xi had already picked up the pen: "Here."

He came back to his senses and reached out to take the pen: "Thank you."

"Have you finished?" At some point, Fu Zhun had already walked to his side, and kicked Cen Xiao's stool with his toe: "I'm sleepy."

Cen Xiao glanced across the three multiple-choice questions on his paper that hadn't been covered yet, and said calmly, "It's over, let's go back."

"Ah?" Wenxi on the opposite side was taken aback, looked at him and then at the paper, but didn't realize it for a while, and wondered if his memory was messed up.

It wasn't until Cen Xiao apologized to her in a low voice that she responded blankly: "It's okay, you can go back first."

……

Within two days, in the post bar of Dejia High School, Mary Su, who had been retired for many years, reappeared with the same humanities.

Just because of the article "Princess Pulling and His Iceberg Prince".

Obviously the name is very exaggerated, but the plot is very impressive.

Although the protagonist's name was changed beyond recognition, everyone unanimously substituted a certain two people who were deducted ten points for sharing the same bed.

"Hahaha, damn it." Zhou Yuancheng sat by the basketball hoop, smiling crookedly: "Ah, look, I think this is written very much like you."

However, Fu Zhun didn't even bother to look at him, and just raised his head to drink water on his own.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Yuancheng was unhappy: "Really, go to the post bar and have a look, I'm too high."

"Listen," Zhou Yuancheng wanted to relay to Fu Zhun: "Princess drag, the word 'drag', my first reaction is you!"

"You idiot, I'm not a girl, can this fucking remind me?" Fu Zhun couldn't help it, and hit him with an empty mineral water bottle: "If you don't need your brain, donate it to those who need it." Is the shop okay?"

Zhou Yuancheng flattened the water bottle and put it aside, "Don't, listen to me, listen to this iceberg prince, is your first reaction to be Cen Xiao?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"I see that you have something wrong with you." Fu Zhun's voice suddenly dropped.

"Do you also agree with my words?" Zhou Yuancheng knew him too well, and when he spoke in a lower voice than usual, he said that he still felt acceptable in his heart: "Listen to the title 'Prince of the Ice Mountain', how cool and domineering it is!" .”

It's a pity that Fu Zhun didn't get how cool and domineering this title is.

He was so embarrassed that he just wanted to dig out three rooms and two living rooms for Cen Xiao.

He completely forgot that he was the "Princess Pulling".

"My day!" Zhou Yuancheng seemed to see something surprising, and jumped up from the ground in fright: "Isn't this fucking blocked? It's exciting."

"What?" Fu Zhun finally got a little curious, "What is not blocked?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuancheng, who had been yelling for him to watch it all the time, suddenly put away his phone and refused to show it to him.

Fu Zhun: "?"

"Are you looking for a beating?" Fu Zhun narrowed his eyes, and his tone was threatening.

"It's not that I'm looking for a beating." Zhou Yuancheng waved his hand quickly, "I'm afraid that you will beat up the author."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"What the hell?" Fu Zhun always felt that although he could not win the Nobel Peace Prize, he was not a person who just went to fight when he had nothing to do.

What exactly gave Zhou Yuancheng such an illusion.

"The main reason is that the text description is too..." Zhou Yuancheng thought for a while before he managed to come up with an adjective: "Explicit?"

"Explicit?" Fu Zhun paused.

Zhou Yuancheng let out a "huh" and pretended to understand: "You don't understand, some girls like this kind of writing, you know my second cousin, she bought stacks of books like this. "

The words were too cryptic, Fu Zhun was in a daze.

"What kind of thing, you can't say it directly?" Fu Zhun was given a headache by what he said.

However, Zhou Yuancheng only said, "It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words", and then he didn't encourage him to join in the fun.

It's a pity that people's psychology is weird.

The more he was not allowed to watch, the more Fu Zhun wanted to watch.

After returning home on the weekend, he suddenly remembered this incident when he was about to go to bed.

I couldn't help but downloaded the Tieba APP and searched for Dejia High School's Tieba.

The process was easy, and the post that Zhou Yuancheng said was very popular and refined, so I found it after just a quick search.

Zhou Yuancheng's words had some influence on Fu Zhun, so that when Fu Zhun read the article, he also took that bloody "Prince of the Iceberg" as Cen Xiao.

The most outrageous thing is...

He originally thought that it was not appropriate for him to be a "princess puller" for a big man.

But since Cen Xiao is his tablemate, no matter what I do, I have to match Cen Xiao with some kind-hearted beauty.

As a result, he thought about it for a long time, and the final conclusion turned out to be——

Forget it, it's all fucking unreliable, so I'll do it myself.

The few floors on the first page are quite normal in painting style, and it’s not a scene of thunder rolling in the sky, Mary Su, the bloody princess and prince.

The writing is not bad, at least at the normal level of high school students.

Except for the awkward title at the beginning, the plot is surprisingly reasonable.

Fu Zhun read the entire page as if he was on top, and then clicked to the next page.

The first few floors are fine.

As a result, in the middle, the text suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there are pictures with words written on them.

The words are concentrated in the picture, which looks crowded and small, densely packed, and it is hard to see clearly.

Fu Zhun subconsciously clicked on these pictures.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was suddenly stunned by the words in the picture.

Astonishment swirled in his eyes, Fu Zhun couldn't recover for a while looking at the explicit words on the screen.

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that his face seemed a little congested.

In shock, he didn't even know how to press the button to turn off the screen, so he could only roughly put the phone upside down by the pillow, trying to get those words out of his mind.

However, those words were like yellow paint, which had been poured layer after layer in his brain, and he couldn't wash it away.

Fu Zhun felt for a moment that he was finished.

He was sorry for Cen Xiao.

He is simply not human.

A thin layer of cold sweat oozed from the forehead, Fu Zhun took a deep breath, and turned the phone over again.

After a pause, he realized that the impact was not on the text itself, but on the person who substituted it.

As long as he didn't substitute Cen Xiao and himself, what impact would the words have?

It's a pity that he substituted it, and he substituted it from the beginning.

This is fucking outrageous.

Fu Zhun sighed, and after trying to calm down, he finally gritted his teeth and turned off the phone.

Force yourself to sleep.

……

In class on Monday, Cen Xiao obviously felt that Fu Zhun's words had become less.

People who usually chat with him when they have nothing to do, suddenly stopped talking today.

There is no bargaining message on the phone.

Sensing something was wrong, Cen Xiao subconsciously asked, "Are you sick?"

Fu Zhun: "...No."

"Then why don't you speak?" Cen Xiao glanced at him.

Fu Zhun was holding a pen, writing and drawing soullessly on the draft pad.

When Cen Xiao asked him, he replied awkwardly: "You two gentlemen, where are you talking so much?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"You just now realize that you are an old man?" Cen Xiao snorted lightly, "I thought you always treated yourself like a little princess."

Fu Zhun is very sensitive to the word "princess" now.

He was taken aback by what Cen Xiao said, and immediately turned his head to clarify: "Who is the little princess, you are the little princess."

As he said that, he suddenly wondered if Cen Xiao had also noticed that post in the post bar.

Fu Zhun was silent, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you call me that?"

"Because 'young master's disease' is not appropriate enough to describe you." Cen Xiao recalled the hair dryer that was confiscated by the dormitory auntie, and the Hello Kitty who bargained for the price: "After all, you like pink Hello Kitty."

Fu Zhun: "..."

When taking a bath at night, Fu Zhun, who had been clamoring to ask Cen Xiao to take a bath, suddenly fell silent.

He silently packed up his things in the dormitory, and went to the bathroom first.

However, what are you afraid of? The two people who have never met in the bathroom before, the lockers they found today are surprisingly close.

As soon as Fu Zhun turned his head, he saw Cen Xiao's back just after taking off his school uniform.

Breathing stopped for a moment, and the explicit words he saw before flew past his mind like a yellow barrage.

When the sound of closing the cabinet door behind him sounded, Fu Zhun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming that Cen Xiao had left, he couldn't help thinking——

This guy is fucking foul.

I didn't even wrap a mosaic in the shower.

Excessive.