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

Mind wandering through the whole parents' meeting, Cen Xiao didn't even think about how to save his deskmate from a poor family.

Near the end of the parent meeting, Xu Qingzhou on the podium slapped his head and suddenly mentioned the sports meeting.

Recently, I have been mobilizing for the sports meeting, but most of the students seem to lack interest.

Especially men's long-distance running and women's long-distance running, there are still vacant seats.

After Meng Zhen heard it, she turned to Cen Xiao and asked, "Xiao Xiao, have you signed up yet?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao paused and shook his head: "No."

"Why didn't you sign up?" Meng Zhen looked at him disapprovingly: "What do you make the students around you think? They think your persona is all fake..."

Cen Xiao was silent, his heart was originally a lie.

"You go to sign up for one, just sign up for that man's long-distance race. If there is no one to sign up, let's do your homeroom teacher some face." Meng Zhen pushed him.

However, Cen Xiao acted as if he didn't hear it, and sat on the side without moving.

His complexion is not very good either.

Seeing that Cen Xiao was disobedient, Meng Zhen frowned, and said directly to Xu Qingzhou: "Mr. Xu, please report Cen Xiao to a men's long-distance race. He said he wanted to go."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao let out a deep breath.

Fu Zhun at the side caught a glimpse of his ugly face, thought for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and pushed Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu understood, and also smiled and said: "Then report one to our family Fu Zhun."

Fu Zhun: "...?"

He pushed Uncle Liu because it was inconvenient for him to talk to Cen Xiao across the aisle, and he wanted him to comfort Cen Xiao.

Why did he suddenly put himself in it?

"Are you all so active?" Xu Qingzhou didn't expect the mobilization to be effective so quickly, "Well, I'll report both of you."

Seeing that Fu Zhun also signed up, Cen Xiao's eyes swept over quietly.

Although this look seemed to call Fu Zhun an idiot.

But Fu Zhun felt that even so, he was moved to call him an idiot.

As if telling him——

I don't want to watch Touching China without you.

Withdrawing his gaze, Cen Xiao's complexion obviously improved.

"Look, isn't this more useful than what you say?" Uncle Liu felt that he was extremely smart, "You just risk your life to accompany the gentleman and run a long-distance race."

After a pause, he didn't know how long the men's long-distance running in the high school sports meeting was, so he subconsciously said, "It should be the distance you usually measure, right? 1000 meters or 500 meters?"

But he guessed wrong.

The men's long-distance running event of Dejia High School is 3000 meters.

Run seven and a half laps around the playground.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, who have never cared about the sports meeting, know nothing about it.

Still immersed in the illusion of two and a half circles.

As the sports meeting is approaching, they only care about who is holding the class card during the entrance ceremony of the sports meeting.

The other classes are all class flower-level girls, and the team leader stepped forward to hold a sign.

But when they arrived in their class, the painting style suddenly changed, and everyone was pushing Cen Xiao.

"You are a rare star animal in our class, not in other classes."

Taking advantage of the evening self-study break, Ge Yiyuan, the physical education representative, rushed to Cen Xiao's desk excitedly, trying to persuade Cen Xiao.

However, Cen Xiao refused him righteously: "The other classes are all girls."

"So what!" Ge Yiyuan's reason was simple and rude: "The girls in other classes are good-looking, but our class is good-looking boys, what's the problem!"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask others!" Ge Yiyuan patted Xu Zhiyao who was sitting in front: "Tell me, who is the most beautiful person in our class."

Xu Zhiyao had just woken up and hadn't entered the state yet, so he said without thinking, "Wenxi..."

Seeing this pig teammate, Ge Yiyuan became furious, and knocked a book on his head: "Go to sleep!"

"Oh good." So Xu Zhiyao got down on the ground again.

Cen Xiao got a headache seeing it, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I heard that the team leader has to wear uniform clothes."

After a short pause, he added meekly: "It seems to be a skirt."

"Ah," Fu Zhun, who was quiet at the side, suddenly said, "The skirt is fine."

I don't know what he should intervene, so Cen Xiao glanced at him, didn't say anything, turned his head and wanted to continue persuading Ge Yiyuan in the opposite direction.

But before Cen Xiao could speak, Fu Zhun suddenly asked another unimaginable question: "Do you want to wear a skirt?"

Cen Xiao: "?"

Ge Yiyuan: "?"

"What's wrong with you?" Cen Xiao turned his head and stared at him: "Why do I wear a skirt?"

"Isn't this what other team leaders wear?" Fu Zhun, who was usually arrogant, felt a little guilty after being stared at by him this time, and shrank to the side, "And you wear a skirt... I think it should look good."

Cen Xiao didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he sneered coldly: "What the hell are you talking about? No matter how good-looking you are, how can there be girls?"

"There must be." Fu Zhun touched his nose with a guilty look: "After all, your legs are thin, long and straight..."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Yipeng in front turned his head and joined the topic: "But boys have hairy legs, how can they wear this? I just think about this picture..."

"He didn't." Before He Yipeng finished speaking, Fu Zhun blurted out.

As soon as the words fell, the students in their circle, within two meters with Fu Zhun as the center, fell silent in unison.

It was as if a soundproof cover had been shut down. In the noisy classroom, this one was unexpectedly quiet.

Cen Xiao narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of confusion and displeasure in his eyes: "What are you talking about?"

"No, I..." Fu Zhun didn't know how to explain his slightly aggressive behavior, so he could only explain palely: "I ran into you in the bathroom once, so..."

"So Brother Yan observed Brother Xiao's legs?" He Yipeng said mechanically, looking stunned.

Fu Zhun: "..."

Cen Xiao: "..."

One word told the truth, originally there was only a quiet atmosphere, but now it was suddenly dead silent.

He Yipeng turned his head back quickly as if he had broken some secret and pretended not to say anything.

Ge Yiyuan, who was standing in the aisle, also laughed and said, "Then what...Cen Xiao, think about it again, and tell me later, I'll be leaving soon after class!"

Then he ran back to his seat in a hurry.

Now only Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun were left looking at each other.

After a long time, it was not until Fu Zhun's scalp became numb from Cen Xiao's stare that he slowly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just took a casual glance."

As if he was afraid that Cen Xiao would not believe it, Fu Zhun would try to explain a few more words: "It's not just you, I also know that Zhang Lechen has long hairy legs, Ge Yiyuan has hairy legs, and who else..."

"Is there something wrong with you?" Cen Xiao interrupted him solemnly: "Are you sure you don't want to be treated?"

Originally, Cen Xiao wanted to talk about the brain, but for some reason, after Fu Zhun heard the words, the flavor suddenly changed.

He looked around, then suddenly lowered his voice, and approached Cen Xiao and asked, "Is leg control also a problem?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"But I usually don't control it." Fu Zhun looked worried, "I don't control those with hairy legs."

Cen Xiao: "..."

It always sounded like something was wrong.

Hearing this, Cen Xiao's forehead twitched, and after pushing Fu Zhun a little away from him with his backhand, he felt fresh air rushing into his nostrils.

Taking a deep breath, Cen Xiao warned with red ears: "Stay away from me in the future."

Fu Zhun: "..."

……

In the end, Cen Xiao complied with the wishes of his classmates and became the only male team leader in the whole school holding a class badge.

What disappointed Fu Zhun was that Cen Xiao was not wearing a skirt.

It's a simple pair of black pants and a white shirt.

After the admission ceremony, everyone had to line up on the lawn of the big playground and wait for the school leaders to speak under the scorching sun.

Zhou Yuancheng touched Fu Zhun's class from the end of the line, stood behind Fu Zhun and chatted with him: "Yu'er, Ah Ya."

"What are you arguing about?" Fu Zhun was staring intently at the front, and when he heard Zhou Yuancheng calling him, he responded impatiently.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yuancheng followed his gaze and looked forward, only to see Cen Xiao standing at the front of the line: "Ah, that big star in your class."

As soon as Cen Xiao was mentioned, Zhou Yuancheng became excited: "By the way, why is your class led by a boy? Isn't the leader a symbol of class beauty?"

"Do you know how many people in other classes are waiting for your class to judge a class? What about you?!"

"You have a fucking male leader here! Is this intentional?!"

Hearing Zhou Yuancheng rambling behind, Fu Zhun frowned, as if he was not interested in topics like class flowers and class grass.

Just happened to catch a glimpse of the girl in the next class looking at Cen Xiao, Fu Zhun's tone became cold again: "How do I know? If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Fortunately, Zhou Yuancheng has long been used to Fu Zhun's bad temper, he waved his hands and said, "When he was walking in front, the girls below were very enthusiastic. In my opinion, you, the name of Dejia school girl, might not be right. It's about to change hands."

These words made Fu Zhun react a bit.

He finally turned his head and gave Zhou Yuancheng a look: "What do you mean?"

"It means that Cen Xiao is too handsome to keep pace with you. Since he transferred to another school, your status in the little girl's heart has plummeted, and your position as a school grass is about to be lost." Zhou Yuancheng patted him earnestly. shoulder.

These few words did not know which fragile and sensitive nerve of Fu Zhun was poked.

He snorted suddenly, and said inexplicably, "Why does the little girl like him like that?"

"Ah? How would I know?" Zhou Yuancheng scratched his head, "I also hope that the little girl likes me."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Fu Zhun added another sour sentence: "The school rules don't allow boys and girls to fall in love early, do these little girls think that liking him is useful?"

"You want the little girl to like you?" Zhou Yuancheng still couldn't understand, he only thought that Fu Zhun was upset because the girl didn't like him.

So he comforted: "Don't worry, there are still many girls who like you."

While talking, he did not forget to take out his mobile phone secretly, and showed him the photos: "Look at this selfie, a primary school girl who just entered school in the first year of high school, she asked me for your contact information a few days ago .”

In the photo is a cute loli girl with a round face and round eyes.

However, Fu Zhun just glanced at it, and said lightly, "I'm not interested."

"Then what do you like?" Zhou Yuancheng seemed to be interested in this topic.

He had never seen Fu Zhun in a relationship before, so he didn't know the type he liked.

As a result, Fu Zhun looked at the person in front of him and thought about it for a while, then he only gave a plain sentence: "Fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

"You're so fucking superficial." Zhou Yuancheng rolled his eyes, "The girls who chased you in the past basically met these conditions, right? Didn't you also agree?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuancheng became angry, "Just a while ago, wasn't that young lady in the liberal arts class just fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged? And..."

After a short pause, Zhou Yuancheng looked around, and said in a low voice: "And that figure is so graceful, really super nice! It matches you very well."

Fu Zhun: "..."

He was a little confused as to why it was a good match for him.

After a moment of silence, he glanced at the person standing at the front of the line, and after hesitating for a while, he added an extra condition: "No, I like flat chest."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Ruthless things!

Fu Zhun is not human!

Silently cursing a few words in his heart, Zhou Yuancheng changed another photo to show him for the sake of brotherhood: "Then look at this, the senior sister in the art class of the third year of high school, I thought she added me last time. You are interested in me, but after adding me, you have been asking about you."

From all aspects, the photos this time seemed to meet the conditions proposed by Fu Zhun.

The skin is fair, the facial features are exquisite, and the beauty of the skin is completely satisfied.

As for the long legs...

You can’t tell from selfies, but fortunately, Zhou Yuancheng met a real person, and explained to Fu Zhun: “He’s quite tall, at least 1.7 meters tall, definitely has long legs, and is quite thin. He should meet what you said... er ,flat chest."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhun only took a glance.

With just one glance, this one was indifferently eliminated by him: "That's too short."

Zhou Yuancheng: "?"

"It's only 1.7 meters." Fu Zhun stared at the person in front of him without changing his face, and after a while, he suddenly said——

"My partner must have a height of 1.8 meters five."

"Otherwise I have to bow my head when I talk to him, isn't it hard?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "???"

These words were like some kind of thunder, which made Zhou Yuan Cheng Wai's tender eyes stare at gold stars.

He was stupid for a long time before he barely digested Fu Zhun's words.

It doesn't matter if you are fair, beautiful and have long legs.

The key is that the height is [-], and it has to be flat chested.

Is this fucking really looking for girls?

Zhou Yuancheng closed his eyes in despair, sighed and said, "Yeah."

"Why?" Fu Zhun didn't know what his expression was: "Is this request difficult?"

This question made Zhou Yuancheng silent for an instant.

He hesitated to speak for a while, and finally spoke——

"Say it straight, drag it."

"Is your remaining mate selection criterion..."

"Sex is male?"

Fu Zhun: "..."