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

No one might believe it.

Fu Zhun's yelling of a handsome boy made Cen Xiao confined in the studio to act as a model for the art students in his class throughout the whole evening self-study.

Moreover, the students were very caring, worried that he would not finish his homework, and ran back to the classroom to bring him homework.

Just draw his gesture of doing homework.

Even though they all look the same when writing Chinese, Mathematics and English homework, they can still be drawn by them.

Cen Xiao has never been so speechless in his life.

When the evening self-study was over, Cen Xiao rubbed his sore shoulders, and stood up from his seat sullenly.

He took the paper and tapped Fu Zhun on the head, "Will you go? If not, I'll go."

Fu Zhun paused his hands for packing up the painting utensils, and said in a low voice without looking away: "Wait for me."

Hearing this, Cen Xiao gave a low "Oh" and walked around the studio boredly.

Most of the students' sketches just pasted on the drawing board.

Cen Xiao squinted his eyes and scanned around, and found that many people did not look like him in the drawings.

People like Qian Zhaoyang are not even human beings when they are drawn.

There are also a large number of people whose facial features are not drawn by Cen Xiao.

Fu Zhun is probably the only one with the highest degree of restoration in the class.

It was rare for Cen Xiao to find Fu Zhun pleasing to the eye during the Cold War.

"I'm going to wash my hands, you sit down for a while." Before leaving the classroom, Fu Zhunlin was afraid that Cen Xiao would run away, so he couldn't help reminding.

"Understood." Cen Xiao stood in the corner of the classroom, looked at the plaster statues on the table, and said without looking back.

There are still some scattered people in the class who have not left.

Occasionally, Cen Xiao could still hear his name mentioned in their conversation.

Feeling a little awkward in his heart, Cen Xiao hesitated for a moment and decided to wait for Fu Zhun in the corridor.

On the west side of the art building is the music classroom, and on the east side is the art classroom.

Connecting the corridors on the east and west sides is a small arc-shaped square, which is very spacious, so Xiao Yang often brings them here to comment on paintings.

It is estimated that in order to make the art building look more artistic, a statue of Venus with a broken arm was placed in that small square.

When Cen Xiao passed by, his footsteps paused, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

He thought it was strange.

He was taught to be perfect since he was a child, so it is difficult for him to understand such incomplete things.

But it is undeniable that this statue does look pleasing to the eye.

Just like Fu Zhun.

He is obviously poor and has a weird temper, but Cen Xiao thinks he looks quite pleasing to the eye.

As if he had detoured himself into a dead end, Cen Xiao somehow started to get into a dead end because of a statue.

Just as she was thinking, Feng Shi, who had been staying in the studio before, suddenly walked over.

She didn't add Cen Xiao's WeChat last time, and her best friend encouraged her to do it again after learning about it.

After all, it is very rare for Cen Xiao to let go, and this shop will disappear after passing this village.

So Feng Shi finally plucked up the courage to come over: "Cen Xiao..."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao recovered from his contemplation, turned his head and smiled at her: "Hello."

His smile made Feng Shi even more nervous.

Fortunately, she was prepared and wrote down her WeChat ID on a small note.

She handed the note to Cen Xiao: "That... this is my WeChat account, if it's convenient for you, can you add it?"

Cen Xiao knew that he had promised her last time, so it was impossible to go back on this time.

So he nodded, reached out to take it and put it in his school uniform pocket, "I'll go back and add it."

With his words, Feng Shi blushed and nodded vigorously, turned around and ran away.

Cen Xiao stood there, waited for a while, and suddenly remembered that Fu Zhun seemed to have been in the bathroom for a long time.

He wondered if Fu Zhun had fallen into the toilet.

Without thinking, he walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he didn't even need to look for him. He saw Fu Zhun leaning against the window and looking out. He didn't know what he was looking at.

As if in a daze.

Cen Xiao stood at the door and called him: "Fu Zhun, let's go."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun just turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and didn't speak.

But he actually had a cigarette in his mouth.

Cen Xiao was startled, took a few steps inside, stared at him and asked in a deep voice: "I'm waiting for you outside, and you're smoking here secretly?"

"You're not waiting for me." Fu Zhun turned his head back as if angry, avoiding his sight, and spoke indifferently.

Cen Xiao felt that he really couldn't see through him.

He spoke well in the studio just now, but when he came to the bathroom, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

Gradually, Cen Xiao also became angry.

He reached out and snatched the cigarette from Fu Zhun's mouth: "Do you want to talk to Director Chen?"

These words were like the handful of sparks that ignited the fuse, directly blowing up Fu Zhun.

He sneered: "Are you threatening me? What right does your puppy love have to let me smoke?"

As he said that, he directly raised his hand to hook off Cen Xiao's collar: "Have you ever looked in the mirror before? How intense is it to bite like this? You are doing well in this acting class."

With a "snap", Cen Xiao slapped Fu Zhun's hand away, straightened his collar, and said in a calm voice, "It's not about the acting class."

Probably because of the pain from the slap just now, Fu Zhun looked down at his flushed back of the hand, feeling a little sad for no reason.

It's like Cen Xiao slapped him because of his girlfriend.

Fu Zhun's gaze froze for a moment, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "I pretend to be dignified all day long, and I'm like other girls like this behind my back..."

"You people in the entertainment industry have really deep routines."

After muttering for a long time, Fu Zhun threatened again sullenly: "I want to report your puppy love."

I don't know which whistleblower would give an advance notice so openly.

These words inexplicably made Cen Xiao laugh. He who was originally annoyed suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard it.

Coughing twice, he pursed his lips and barely suppressed his smile, and said with a straight face: "You report it, you report my puppy love, and I report your harassment."

"Who did I harass me?" Fu Zhun felt that Cen Xiao was too shameless, and said in shock, "You want to drag me into the water just to avenge that Feng Shi?"

"Who avenged Feng Shi?" Cen Xiao frowned, and pulled down his collar: "Do you want to compare? See whose tooth marks belong to this."

Fu Zhun felt glaring when he saw the red mark now, so he didn't want to look at it: "It can't be mine."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"My mother..." Cen Xiao's patience was completely exhausted, and he couldn't help but burst out, "Then can I bite this by myself?"

Having said that, Fu Zhun finally had a reaction.

He turned his head, took another look at the tooth marks on Cen Xiao's collarbone, and suddenly had a subtle guess in his heart——

"You don't want to say that I was drunk and bit it?"

"That's not it?" Cen Xiao snorted lightly.

He was about to pull back the collar, but Fu Zhun held his hand down.

Before he could react, Fu Zhun suddenly lowered his head and bit his collarbone again.

A numb feeling came over in an instant, and Cen Xiao froze.

It took him a few seconds to realize, and hurriedly pushed Fu Zhun away: "Are you sick?"

Fu Zhun was pushed against the wall by him, his eyes fell on Cen Xiao's neckline.

He didn't bite so hard just now, but the faint red tooth marks could still match the one next to him.

The two profiles are nearly identical.

Fu Zhun stared for a moment, and his back stiffened instantly.

He looked at Cen Xiao's slightly annoyed face, and suddenly felt that he was going to die.

"Brother." He immediately said obediently, "I'm sorry I was wrong."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"It's late." Cen Xiao straightened his collar and snorted coldly: "This is the second time."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Fu Zhun quickly followed his footsteps.

"Brother," Fu Zhun, who was following Cen Xiao, pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I really didn't do it on purpose, or would you beat me up?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, it's not impossible to bite you back."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Are you perverted?" Cen Xiao's footsteps stopped instantly, "Don't you think your own behavior is very strange?"

Cen Xiao, who was also thinking strangely, condemned.

Fu Zhun stopped behind him. Hearing what he said, he suddenly felt a little helpless.

I'm afraid that Cen Xiao won't play with him because he is a pervert.

"It's not too perverted..." Fu Zhun rubbed his nose and explained palely, "It's just... just giving you a chance to retaliate."

"Then I still have to thank you?" Cen Xiao looked at him incredulously.

In the end, Fu Zhun was really a stickler: "You don't have to be so polite."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Speechlessly glanced at him, Cen Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued walking forward.

Fu Zhun could only follow behind and apologize one after another.

When he got to the corner of the corridor, Cen Xiao's gaze crossed the statue of Venus again.

The inexplicable thought just now resurfaced in my mind again.

He paused, then suddenly turned around and looked Fu Zhun up and down.

"What's the matter?" Fu Zhun also looked down at himself, with a flash of inspiration, he immediately covered his arm: "I think what I said just now was a little perverted, but it's not enough to be chopped off."

"Who's going to cut you off?" Cen Xiao glanced at him angrily, then turned his head and pointed at the arm of the statue: "I'm just curious, there are so many complete statues, why do you have to put one without an arm?"

Fu Zhun didn't know where Cen Xiao's nitpicking fault came from, and he didn't understand what he was thinking, so he could only wonder: "The people with faults are still alive, and I haven't seen them die."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing that Cen Xiao's face was not very good-looking by him, Fu Zhun quickly changed his words: "Let's talk about myself, look at me, I'm such a pervert, don't my parents just make do with it?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

He couldn't answer Fu Zhun's words.

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao still didn't quite understand.

Why can't Meng Zhen accept his shortcomings.

A statue with a broken arm can be liked by so many people, why is it a crime for him to have mediocre grades.

For the past two days, Meng Zhen has been nagging him about the A in the sixth grade, and calling Xu Qingzhou from time to time to ask him about his situation.

This made Cen Xiao extremely irritable.

Rubbing his forehead, he didn't want to think about it anymore, he just wanted to go back to the dormitory quickly.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm by Fu Zhun: "Are you angry with the statue?"

"..." Cen Xiao pursed his lips, forced out two words: "No."

"Come, let's talk." Fu Zhun grabbed him and explained to him, pointing to Venus with a broken arm: "Although she lacks an arm, from an artistic point of view, this statue has a perfect body shape and facial features. correct……"

However, before he finished speaking, his words were interrupted by Cen Xiao expressionlessly: "Am I not being upright?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Correct." Fu Zhun said in a muffled voice, "Otherwise, a girl from somewhere will hand you a note."

"What?" Cen Xiao didn't hear the second part of the sentence clearly, so he asked again.

However, Fu Zhun changed his words temporarily: "Otherwise, where are there so many girls who have a crush on you?"

Hearing this, Cen Xiao sneered and said, "Then do you think they will still have a good impression of me after they know that I can also swear and fight?"

"That depends on how much you like it." Fu Zhun suddenly became serious, putting on the appearance of a master of emotion: "Isn't liking this thing just to be pleasing to the eye? It is originally based on merit."

"If someone knows your shortcomings and still has a good impression of you, that is the eye of the beholder."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao, who was about to take a step, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to look at Fu Zhun, a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

Fu Zhun was taken aback by his look, and he pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly: "What's wrong? Did I make you unhappy again?"

After the atmosphere froze for a while, Cen Xiao opened his lips slightly, and slowly uttered a word: "No."

He took a deep breath, turned around and walked downstairs.

Fu Zhun was ignored along the way.

Because all he can think about right now is——

Why did he know that Fu Zhun is a little pervert...

Still see him so pleasing to the eye?

Is it really the eye of the beholder? ? ?

Just when he was immersed in his own world, Fu Zhun behind him suddenly made a sound, interrupting his train of thought——

"Then what..."

"Don't think that some girls think that your cute little flaws are the eyes of the beholder."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao stopped in his footsteps: "What?"

"I said, don't think too much." Fu Zhun snorted softly, and said awkwardly: "They may also be mother's eyes."

Cen Xiao: "..."

He was silent for a moment, as if he had been enlightened, and nodded immediately, "You are right."

How could he see Fu Zhun as the beholder's eye?

Of course it's my own father's eyes.

Seeing his approval, Fu Zhun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that he had saved a teenager who was trying to fall in love early, and let him stop his horse on the brink of making a mistake and get lost.

It's a pity that Fu Zhun doesn't know at this moment——

With his own strength, he has managed to get Cen Xiao's Tianling Gaier, who is about to open his mind and make pink bubbles...

It was sewn back.