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

Zhou Yuancheng hit the nail on the head, and directly pierced the hazy layer of veil in Fu Zhun's heart.

The unspeakable boy's thoughts were revealed and presented before his eyes.

For a moment, Fu Zhun felt that what Zhou Yuancheng said was right.

What he said just now is fair, beautiful and has long legs, it seems that he said it according to Cen Xiao's standards.

Although he is a man.

But it is true that the skin is fair, the facial features are exquisite and correct, and it is true that the figure is tall and the temperament is excellent.

[-] is more real, flat chest is more fucking real, no one can be more real than men.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhun suddenly fell into endless silence.

It's a pity that Zhou Yuancheng didn't notice Fu Zhun's strangeness, and he still thought to himself——

"Ah, don't feel embarrassed, you're just a man!"

"I've already found out the reasons for you, isn't it just the same gender and more common languages!"

"Understand! I understand!"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up on me!”

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Then you go find Miss Sister yourself." Fu Zhun didn't bother to talk to him.

These words seemed to be admitted in disguise, which made Zhou Yuancheng even more angry: "Do you really like men?"

Fu Zhun rubbed his hair that had been scorched by the sun, and replied without changing his face: "No?"

These words are obviously an admission of his little thoughts.

Zhou Yuancheng was startled when he heard that, and asked cautiously: "Let's not talk about flat chest, do you have this kind of fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, [-]-year-old man?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhun suddenly fell into silence.

He stared at the front without taking his eyes off, and did not answer Zhou Yuancheng's words.

Zhou Yuancheng was silent, followed his line of sight to look forward, suddenly a flash of inspiration——

Isn't that the one at the front of the class? !

After reacting, Zhou Yuancheng opened his mouth in astonishment, pointed at Fu Zhun and then at Cen Xiao, with a pale face.

Fu Zhun glanced at him: "What expression do you have?"

"Fuck, puller." Zhou Yuancheng stood on tiptoe in a mysterious way, leaned into Fu Zhun's ear and asked——

"Couldn't your criteria for choosing a mate be based on what Cen Xiao said?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

Fu Zhun glanced at him pretending to be calm: "My standard for choosing a spouse is also the ID number requirement, do you want to hear it?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

"Wake up, pull!" Zhou Yuancheng gave a "tsk", as if he hated iron but steel, he grabbed Fu Zhun's arm and persuaded him expressively: "I can guarantee that he couldn't say a word for a long time. character, the two of you broke up after three days together."

"Are you sick?" Fu Zhun was inexplicably annoyed: "Who are you cursing?"

After being scolded by Fu Zhun, Zhou Yuancheng became more convinced of his thoughts: "You really like him."

Fu Zhun was silent for a moment, too lazy to talk to him again.

This fact is accepted by default.

But Zhou Yuancheng still clung to this matter: "Zuo'er, listen to my advice, you two don't look suitable."

"Why is it inappropriate?" Fu Zhun was not happy, he shook off his hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry about your father."

"It's difficult for two men to be together." Zhou Yuancheng pointed out a very crucial point: "He is a star, and he has a great future. Do you think he will come out to you?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

Although Zhou Yuancheng's words were not pleasant, they hit the point.

This matter is very demanding.

A lonely liking is the most useless.

So when the opening ceremony of the sports meeting was over, Fu Zhun pondered for a moment, then simply left Zhou Yuancheng who was chattering aside, and went straight through the crowd to the front to catch Cen Xiao.

He hung his arm on Cen Xiao's shoulder, put on a foolish look, and tentatively said to Cen Xiao like nonsense: "Our brother is really handsome and handsome, and the people who asked me for your WeChat at the back just now can queue up The earth circles."

Unexpectedly, Cen Xiao just glanced at him, and said in a calm tone, "You gave it?"

"Of course not." Fu Zhun laughed vaguely, with a meaningful tone: "After all, they are all men."

However, Cen Xiao didn't understand what he meant, just as if someone wanted to get his contact information, he replied casually: "Then you tell them..."

"what?"

"I don't bargain."

"..."

"Why is it only a bargain when a man adds you?" Fu Zhun was silent, wondering if his influence on him was a bit too big.

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao turned his head and looked at him in disbelief: "Then do they want to fall in love with me?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

That's really hard to say.

Fu Zhun snorted softly, and said silently in his heart.

After Zhou Yuancheng's provocation just now, Fu Zhun suddenly realized that he did not reject falling in love with Cen Xiao.

This is simply a miraculous discovery.

After a moment of silence, he was about to try a few more words, but was suddenly interrupted by someone running behind him.

Ge Yiyuan suddenly ran over from the end of the line, and poked his probe into the space between them: "Brother Yan, Brother Xiao, there will be 3000 meters in the morning, remember to eat more today and go to bed early."

Cen Xiao: "?"

Fu Zhun: "?"

"What 3000 meters?" Cen Xiao was puzzled.

Seeing that he was still out of condition, Ge Yiyuan became anxious: "Men's long-distance running, you two won't even forget your name?"

"Three thousand?" Cen Xiao was silent, "I thought it was one thousand."

If it is only 1000 meters, the students in the class may not pay so much attention to it.

But because it is 3000 meters, even the logistics staff in the class are fully equipped for them.

Those who deliver water, those who hand over towels, and those who help people at the end.

Take turns, different people in different positions.

Qian Zhaoyang even made a banner for his handsome cousin——

[Fu Zhun, Fu Zhun, you are the best, Fu Zhun, Fu Zhun, you are the strongest, yeah! 】

Fu Zhun: "..."

When Cen Xiao saw this banner in the classroom, the corner of his mouth turned up unkindly, and he glanced at Fu Zhun along the way.

That look seemed to say——

shame.

Fu Zhun: "..."

Feeling Cen Xiao's gloating gaze, he turned to look at Qian Zhaoyang who was on the podium.

Seeing that the man was still showing off the banner to the whole class, Fu Zhun waved his hands with a headache and said, "Put away this shameful idiot thing."

"Don't drag brother." Qian Zhaoyang reluctantly said, "This is my encouragement for your love!"

He ran down from the podium and ran to Fu Zhun and Cen Xiao's table: "Did you know? Ever since the teachers and parents forced me to break up with my baby, my love has been poured into you!"

Seeing that this person didn't know that it was Fu Zhun's complaint, Cen Xiao coughed lightly twice, suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to laugh, and sat aside without saying a word.

But Fu Zhun just wanted to avoid the gay atmosphere created by Qian Zhaoyang, and smiled stiffly: "Thank you."

He no longer knew how to evaluate his stupid cousin.

Despite Fu Zhun's reluctance, the banner appeared on the railing in front of the rostrum on time when the men's long-distance race started the next day.

The yellow characters on the red background are blown up from the bottom by the wind, and each character is very full and extremely eye-catching.

Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun were not in the same group, so he stepped onto the runway first.

Standing on the runway, out of the corner of his eye, he could see the flamboyant words fluttering in the wind.

A few boys from other classes standing next to him whispered, "Fu Zhun is so popular?"

"Tsk, after all, Brother Dejia, this kind of face-to-face is still necessary." The other boy shrugged indifferently.

Hearing this, the boy asked curiously, "How did this brother Dejia be selected? He is handsome?"

Hearing this, Cen Xiao, who was about to bend over to tie his shoelaces, suddenly paused.

He didn't move, he still stood upright, slowing down his breathing to listen to the conversation of the two boys next to him.

But it's like mentioning some taboo topic.

The boy was silent, and only said concisely: "I know how to fight, don't ask me about it, the school won't let me talk about it."

Seeing this, the boy next to him paused for a moment, nodded suddenly, then changed the subject and started talking about other topics.

Cen Xiao withdrew his silent scrutiny, then bent down to tie his shoelaces.

By the time Fu Zhun entered the field, Cen Xiao had already finished running and was taking a walk on the lawn of the playground while drinking water.

From time to time, a few support staff came around to talk to him.

Fu Zhun stood on the runway, looked in Cen Xiao's direction, and snorted unhappily.

I don't know if Cen Xiao noticed his gaze or what, he suddenly turned his head and met Fu Zhun's gaze.

Both were startled.

Seeing that Cen Xiao was about to turn around, Fu Zhun suddenly waved at him, signaling him to come over.

Cen Xiao didn't think much, squeezed out from the crowd, and walked over as promised: "What's the matter?"

As if he didn't expect him to come so obediently, Fu Zhun couldn't think of any good reason for a while.

His gaze flew wildly for a few seconds, and finally landed on the water bottle in Cen Xiao's hand.

So Fu Zhun said smoothly: "I want to drink water."

Cen Xiao frowned: "You want to drink water before you run away?"

"Why do you have to finish running to drink water?" Fu Zhun felt that this was unreasonable. "A person needs eight glasses of water a day. What if I want to drink some water now?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"You have a lot of words, you are justified." Cen Xiao was too lazy to argue with him: "I'll get it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhun stopped him: "It's too late."

Cen Xiao paused, "Then bear with it."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhun's eyes fell on the water bottle in Cen Xiao's hand again, and his tone was dissatisfied: "Why should I bear it? Don't you have water?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao lowered his head and glanced at his mineral water bottle: "I've already drank it, and you want it too?"

"Have you ever drunk poison?" Fu Zhun asked.

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Yes." Cen Xiao screwed on the bottle cap and threw it to Fu Zhun with a speechless expression, "Those who drink will die peacefully in bed tonight."

……

Fu Zhun didn't know if he would die peacefully in bed tonight.

All he knew was that he wanted to die a little bit now.

He felt a little out of order.

Why did he feel that Cen Xiao's water was mixed with sugar?

At this moment, Zhou Yuancheng, who was lying on the railing of the rostrum, had a panoramic view of all their interactions before the start of the race.

Seeing Fu Zhun speeding past on the runway, he couldn't help complaining to Zhong Kai next to him: "Did you see it? Oral stimulants are a solid shot. I suggest he go for a urine test."

Zhong Kai: "..."

Fu Zhun's 3000-meter run was unexpectedly fast.

After all, he usually looks lazy and precious, and Cen Xiao once doubted that he would complete the journey.

As a result, he actually won the first place in Group B.

It was even two seconds faster than Cen Xiao, who was number one in Group A.

The two firsts are all in their class, which makes the students in the class very happy.

Especially Ge Yiyuan, the sports committee member, was as excited as if he had won the first place.

He excitedly ran to the table of the two heroes and knocked on the edge of the table: "Brother and Brother! Tomorrow is the National Day holiday, and the school gate will be open tonight. Let's go out to celebrate together! I treat you, I treat you!"

Fu Zhun, who returned to the classroom, fully showed his delicate temperament, he didn't bother to move, he lay on the table and waved his hands: "No."

But Cen Xiao didn't know that he could leave school tonight, and thought he would have a holiday tomorrow, so he asked, "Don't you need to go to evening self-study tonight?"

"A lot of people went home on vacation tonight, who still study by themselves at night, there are a lot of people sneaking off to Internet cafes." Ge Yiyuan explained.

Cen Xiao thought for a while, Meng Zhen will pick him up only tomorrow morning, this is a rare opportunity for him to integrate into the class.

So he nodded: "Then go."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhun, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised his head and repeated: "Then go."

"Aren't you going?" Cen Xiao turned to look at him.

"The two in the dormitory are going home." Fu Zhun leaned against the wall and hummed softly, "You're going out to eat again, I'm so lonely by myself."

Cen Xiao sneered: "I thought you wanted to enjoy loneliness."

When Fu Zhun remembered that he had to live alone in the eerie dormitory after the power outage at night, he shuddered suddenly and began to tell ghost stories he had heard before, trying to make Cen Xiao sympathize with him: "Have you heard of it?" , a story about a dormitory."

"Huh?" Cen Xiao couldn't help being a little interested when he saw his disheveled face.

Fu Zhun blew at him gloomyly, lowered his voice and began to make up nonsense: "In a certain men's dormitory, after a roommate rejected another roommate's courtship, he killed him and tied him under the bed."

The back of Cen Xiao's neck felt cold: "...then?"

"Then the murderous roommate still slept in that bed, but every night in the middle of the night someone could hear someone whispering in his ear 'there is someone under your bed'."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"at last……"

"Wait." Cen Xiao saw that his eyes were wandering, so he interrupted him expressionlessly, and directly exposed him: "Are you afraid?"

Fu Zhun was taken aback for a moment, and he who was still exaggerating the gloomy atmosphere suddenly exploded: "Who the hell is scared?"

His tone made Cen Xiao more sure of Fu Zhun's little thoughts.

And what was unexpected was that Cen Xiao actually found this kind of Fu Zhun quite interesting.

It's rare to have a bit of bad taste, Cen Xiao imitated him and blew a cold breath, and asked expressionlessly: "Then you know..."

"Why is there someone under your bed?"

I don't know if it's easy for people who study acting to get people into the show, anyway, Fu Zhun was bluffed by him.

As if he had been hypnotized, he followed Cen Xiao in a daze and asked, "Why?"

"Because," Cen Xiao leaned closer to Fu Zhun's ear and whispered——

"You slept on the top bunk."

Fu Zhun: "..."