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

Cen Xiao knew very well in his heart——

Because of this stupid local tyrant who came out halfway, it was completely impossible for him to go to the art exhibition with Fu Zhun.

So he could only buy a birthday gift that Fu Zhun had been coveting for a long time online, to appease Fu Zhun's young and fragile glass heart.

Sure enough, after returning to school on Monday, when Fu Zhun found out that Cen Xiao couldn't celebrate his birthday, his frail boyish heart started to fuss again.

"Are you going to take an acting class again?" Fu Zhun's face was extremely unsightly, he took out the pen in Cen Xiao's hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "What about the art exhibition that was agreed upon?"

Cen Xiao emptied his palm and rubbed his fingertips, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

In the end, I could only turn to the book.

As a result, the book was also taken away by Fu Zhun.

He slapped the book on the table unhappily: "What are you doing reading? Look at me."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao pursed his lips, took the book back, and explained softly to him solemnly: "I have something to do on Saturday, so I can't go to the art exhibition, why don't you find Zhou Yuancheng?"

"When will you finish your work?" Fu Zhun leaned back in his chair and asked with a stinky face, "Are you free tonight?"

"Not very good." Cen Xiao shook his head, "I'm not free for two days."

His words blocked Sunday to death, Fu Zhun thought that he was deliberately finding an excuse to refuse him, and said with a sneer, "I know you are a busy man."

Seeing this, Cen Xiao frowned, unable to explain anything.

After all, if he said that he was going to celebrate someone else's son's birthday, then Fu Zhun might be even more upset.

The two remained silent for a while.

After going on for a few days, even Zhou Yuancheng, who was working outside the class, noticed something was wrong.

It wasn't until he learned from his grandfather that Fu Zhun was going to the birthday party obediently that he was sure——

Fu Zhunzhen had a falling out with Cen Daxingxing.

Before boarding the boat on Saturday, Zhou Yuancheng ran to Fu Zhun and asked in a low voice, "Are you really here? Aren't you going to celebrate your birthday with a big star?"

These words simply stepped on Fu Zhun's minefield, which made him speak in a particularly aggressive tone: "You also know that he is a big star? Isn't he busier than you?"

After being stupefied by his fierceness for a while, Zhou Yuancheng curled his lips after recovering and said, "Why don't you just ask your parents to send an invitation letter to Cen Xiao? We have invited so many celebrities, and there won't be any more than him." ah."

After being touched by him, Fu Zhun suddenly paused when he straightened his collar.

He raised his hand to stroke the hair that was blown by the wind, and asked seriously: "Is it too late to let him come?"

"You try it." Zhou Yuancheng pouted at the phone in his pocket.

Fu Zhun took out his phone and stared at it for a while.

He clicked on Cen Xiao's WeChat, and was about to send him a message asking if he could push the matter over there.

In the end, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the red envelope that Cen Xiao just sent him a few days ago.

Coupled with the previous few fights, Fu Zhun suddenly realized that he must not let Cen Xiao come over.

If Cen Xiao came, how could he still make money in the future?

Maybe when Cen Xiao gets angry, he will be served by the blacklist again.

Days and nights when he was lying on the blacklist, maybe some little girl would slip in and slip a note to him.

Fu Zhun felt that this was absolutely impossible.

Enduring a moment of calm, Fu Zhun immediately put the phone back and refused solemnly: "Forget it, it's just a bad birthday."

Zhou Yuancheng didn't know how brilliant and colorful Fu Zhun's thoughts were just now, he just thought he was embarrassed to make up with Cen Xiao.

So he patted Fu Zhun on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's just a small matter, just a quarrel. Which young couple has never had a quarrel? You are just ahead of schedule."

The first half of the sentence inexplicably pleased Fu Zhun.

He snorted softly, ignored the second half of the sentence, wanted to laugh and put on a bad face, and finally could only say with an extremely complicated expression: "Yes, quarreling is the only way for young couples to go through."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

He didn't expect Fu Zhun to be so deaf.

Too lazy to correct him, Zhou Yuancheng rolled his eyes and said in cooperation: "I don't want to get involved with a single dog like me. I don't deserve it. You can figure out a way for yourself."

After saying this, Zhou Yuancheng shook his head in disgust, and boarded the boat to eat cake alone.

Fu Zhun blew the wind on the spot for a while, then boarded the boat and walked to his room.

……

When Cen Xiao and Meng Zhen arrived, there were already many people in the arena.

Among them are many young actors who are about his age, probably to find someone for the little birthday star to chat with.

Meng Zhen glanced at the venue, and said to Cen Xiao: "If you see Mr. Fu's son later, remember to talk to him more, don't keep silent."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao frowned impatiently: "I don't know him."

"We got to know each other after chatting." Meng Zhen straightened her skirt, "You are the same age, and it's not like you don't have common topics."

After a short pause, she added: "It would be even better if I can get the contact information and hang out together in the future."

These words sounded unbelievable to Cen Xiao.

Normally, Meng Zhen would never ask him to make friends with anyone, but this time she began to encourage him.

Cen Xiao looked down at her: "Before, you didn't let me add other people's contact information."

Being choked by him like this, Meng Zhen gave a "tsk" unhappily, "You kid, can Mr. Fu's son be the same as your classmates?"

"They're all human." Cen Xiao turned his head sideways, as if he didn't want to talk to her: "What's the difference?"

These words made Meng Zhen's face turn green and pale.

But in this kind of situation, Meng Zhen didn't want to quarrel with him, so she simply held back her anger and just gave him a look.

Cen Xiao had no choice but to sigh helplessly, and asked, "What does Mr. Fu's son look like?"

It's a pity that Meng Zhen has never seen it before, and she was vague for a long time but couldn't explain why: "He doesn't seem to like to attend such occasions with his father, it's rare once or twice."

Cen Xiao waved his hand, frowned and said, "I'll go find it myself, you should do the work first."

After speaking, she turned around and left without staying by Meng Zhen's side.

He mixed into the crowd, but felt that the air was fresher.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Cen Xiao walked to the darkest corner, took out his phone and took a look.

This mobile phone was newly bought by Meng Zhen for him. The purpose is very clear, it is to get to know more people and leave a contact information for this banquet.

It's a pity that the new WeChat ID is empty.

Even the person who used to send bargaining messages over was not there.

Slowly exhaling, Cen Xiao rubbed his fingertips on the edge of the phone for a while, and finally clicked on add friend.

Sent a friend request to Fu Zhun.

"Huh? Cen Xiao?" A girl happened to pass by with a glass of drink, her eyes lit up when she saw him: "Are you here too?"

The girl's name was An Ning, and she had collaborated with Cen Xiao in a movie the year before last, in which she acted as the heroine and second boy in junior high school.

He is now taking classes with the same acting teacher as Cen Xiao.

When Cen Xiao saw that he knew someone, he put away his phone and said hello: "Coincident."

"It's a coincidence." An Ning smiled: "I thought your mother wouldn't bring you here."

Cen Xiao was about to say something polite, when An Ning suddenly patted his head and asked, "By the way, Cen Xiao, are you studying in Dejia now?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao gave an "um" and nodded.

"I heard that Mr. Fu's son is also from Dejia. He seems to be in the second year of high school. Do you know him?" When mentioning this, An Ning's eyes sparkled, and she didn't forget to add: "He's very handsome."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao raised his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know the surname Fu."

"Ah..." An Ning lowered her head in frustration, "I was wondering if I could get his WeChat account from you."

Cen Xiao couldn't quite understand their little girls' thoughts, so he just responded, "You can try it yourself when you meet someone later."

Unexpectedly, An Ning waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm sorry."

Cen Xiao and An Ning chatted for a while in the corner.

At some point, the two of them were suddenly spotted by Zhou Yuancheng who was passing by with a cake.

It turned out that Zhou Yuancheng just heard that there was a beautiful celebrity lady here, so he brought two cakes over here, trying to get close to her.

As a result, before reaching the target, I saw this young lady talking to a boy.

And this boy looks familiar.

He squinted his squinted eyes, and took a closer look——

Isn't this fucking Cen Xiao? !

Now when Zhou Yuancheng sees Cen Xiao, he thinks of Fu Zhun.

He opened his mouth and was dazed for a moment, remembering Fu Zhun's stinky face before boarding the boat, and suddenly had an idea.

He looked at the precious piece of cake in his hand, and after feeling bitter about it for a while, he found a dark corner where no one was there, raised his hand and threw the cake towards Cen Xiao.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuancheng didn't play basketball less, this cake didn't hurt innocent people.

Instead, it hit Cen Xiao very precisely.

Cen Xiao was listening to An Ning, so he was too distracted to hide.

The moment he turned his head slightly, the unknown object had already hit his shoulder.

The sticky and sweet cake slipped from his shoulders, and the suit was stained a lot.

An Ning beside him exclaimed, and hurriedly ran towards the dining table on her small high heels, trying to get him a tissue.

The attention of the people around was attracted.

Cen Xiao frowned and stood alone.

Looking at the cake at his feet, he suddenly became a little irritable.

"Hey, sir, are you okay? How about I take you to change clothes?" Zhou Yuancheng pretended to be apologetic, and hurried over.

The moment he saw Cen Xiao, his tone was both surprised and exaggerated: "Hey?! It's you, Cen Xiao?!"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing that it was Zhou Yuancheng, Cen Xiao was also stunned.

He scanned Zhou Yuancheng, and after confirming that it was him, he blurted out: "You didn't accompany Fu Zhun to celebrate your birthday?"

Zhou Yuancheng scratched his head when asked inexplicably by him.

I thought to myself, isn't this just a birthday present for Fu Zhunchao?

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yuancheng nodded indiscriminately, pointed at the cream on Cen Xiao's body, and changed the subject: "Um... do you want to change your clothes? The cream is everywhere."

After his reminder, Cen Xiao's thoughts gradually returned.

He looked down at the cream on his body and asked, "Do you have suitable clothes?"

"Yes, yes, I will help you find a suit that you can wear." Zhou Yuancheng nodded frantically, poked his fingers on the screen of the phone, and greeted a waiter casually, and whispered a few words.

Then he raised his head and said to Cen Xiao, "I've made arrangements, you just follow him."

"Sir, please follow me." The waiter nodded with a smile and led him the way.

Cen Xiao was a little puzzled.

Those things happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to think about them.

After reacting now, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Why is Zhou Yuancheng here?

And that cake that fell from the sky.

However, before he could figure out why, he was taken to the door of the luxury suite upstairs by the waiter.

"Sir, this is it." The waiter smiled at him, turned around and was about to leave.

Cen Xiao called to him in a daze: "Wait a minute, whose room is this? How do I get in?"

"This is President Xiao Fu's room." The younger brother kept a decent smile and explained, "Just knock on the door. That's what Mr. Zhou said just now, and he has already said hello."

Then the waiter left the corridor.

Cen Xiao looked at the cream stain on his shoulder, sighed, reached out and knocked on the door, and asked politely, "Hello."

It's a pity that Fu Zhun in the room was sleeping, and he barely opened his eyes after hearing intermittent knocks on the door.

He subconsciously touched the phone next to his pillow, wanting to check the time.

As a result, as soon as it was opened, there was overwhelming news about Zhou Yuancheng.

I was still typing patiently in the front, but then I started to speak in a hurry.

Fu Zhun took a casual glance and caught a few key words, thinking that Zhou Yuancheng had caused trouble at the banquet and asked him to clean up the mess.

Coupled with the constant knocking on the door, he was a little irritable.

Fu Zhun frowned, and while walking towards the door, he answered the voice with his mobile phone: "It's fine to borrow clothes, but you pay for it."

[Zhou Yuancheng:? ? ? 】

When three question marks were sent in a row, Zhou Yuancheng was obviously in a hurry.

Then he sent another long voice over.

Without thinking too much, Fu Zhun pressed the doorknob with one hand and the WeChat voice message with the other.

The next moment, the door opened, and the voice of cursing also came from the phone——

"Fu Zhun, are you fucking human? Do you want me to pay for the dress?!"

"Do you know what the present I prepared for you is?"

"It's Cen Xiao! Cen Xiao!!!"

Fu Zhun: "..."

His face froze, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the person who appeared in the voice just now...

He was standing outside the door at the moment, staring straight at him.

There seemed to be some surprise in the cold eyes.

Fu Zhun's brain immediately stopped functioning.

Before he could recover and explain, Cen Xiao's lips moved suddenly.

An indifferent voice came from the thin lips that opened and closed: "Xiao, Fu, Zong?"

Word by word, each word fell on Fu Zhun's head like a boulder.

It made his eyes stare.

After exhaling, Fu Zhun cautiously looked back at the endless sea outside the window, and said in his heart——

I don't know if I jumped into the sea now, can I get a reprieve from Cen Xiao?