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

Fu Zhun's words fell into Cen Xiao's ears, making him feel annoyed and funny.

"You're still young." Cen Xiao closed his eyes, moved his hand away, and put it behind Fu Zhun: "Don't be like a pervert all day long, okay?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhun pouted unhappily: "Then why are you so good-looking?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" These words almost made Cen Xiao laugh angrily: "There are so many good-looking people, you want them all?"

"No, I'm very picky." Fu Zhun snorted softly, and pecked his lips again: "I only want the best looking."

After finishing speaking, he was still tired of leaning on Cen Xiao and refused to get up.

Cen Xiao was so kissed that his back began to sweat.

He slightly pushed Fu Zhun away, panting softly and reprimanded: "Stop making trouble, it's not right now."

"Brother." Fu Zhun stopped, lazily pressed on him, put his hands on his chest, and smiled innocently at him: "Your heart beats so fast."

Hearing this, Cen Xiao snorted lightly: "Aren't you the same?"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them fell into silence knowingly.

They looked at each other silently for a while, and finally Cen Xiao broke the ambiguous silence.

He felt the sticky sweat behind him and wanted to take a bath, so he pushed Fu Zhun again: "Get up."

However, Fu Zhun lay on him and looked at him helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't get up."

"?"

"I'm a little sick."

"..."

Cen Xiao reacted almost instantly.

He felt that indescribable touch, and suddenly felt that there was another layer of sweat behind him.

"Why do you..." Cen Xiao looked at him in astonishment, angrily smiled and said, "Fix it yourself."

"I won't." Fu Zhun blinked at him innocently.

As if he really was some innocent child.

"Don't lie to me." Cen Xiao pushed him away forcefully, let him lie down beside him, and glanced at him: "You're such a big man, you can solve it yourself."

After speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom.

Fu Zhun yelled pitifully behind him: "What should I do if you occupy the bathroom?"

"Doesn't your house have a shower curtain?" Cen Xiao turned his head and looked at him: "Half of the bathroom is for you."

Fu Zhun: "???"

He was shocked by Cen Xiao's bad idea.

After being stunned for a long time, Fu Zhun said in an unbelievable tone: "Brother."

"?"

"I thought that I was already very perverted."

"??"

"But I now find out..."

"???"

"Ginger is still old and spicy, you are more perverted than me."

"..."

……

The next morning, both of them woke up with huge dark circles under their eyes.

On the way to school, they yawned so much that even the aunt at the breakfast stall asked them when they saw them: "Aren't you guys about to take the college entrance examination? Are you tired from studying?"

Hearing such a pure question, the two smiled at the same time, with a little embarrassment hidden in the superficial smile.

Fu Zhun touched his nose unnaturally.

He was thick-skinned, and he recovered in a short while, and he was even able to chat with his aunt: "There are too many things to test, and I am exhausted."

Hearing his nonsense, Cen Xiao stomped on him secretly.

Although it didn't hurt, Fu Zhun still took a deep breath and began to touch Ci'er: "My leg is broken, you have to support me after you are finished."

Cen Xiaoli didn't even bother to pay attention to him, so he glanced at him perfunctorily, took the breakfast from his aunt, and left.

Fu Zhun followed behind him, reaching for the breakfast in his hand.

When Cen Xiao realized it, he withdrew his hand, leaving him in vain.

The two of them just walked forward like this, not knowing that someone was following behind them.

When they reached the school gate, Zhou Yuancheng suddenly rushed over from across the road and grabbed them both from behind.

Probably because of the heavy weight, the two of them were caught off guard and rushed forward.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing him, Fu Zhun gave a "tsk" impatiently, and pushed him away with his backhand.

In the story of three people, there is still a light bulb after all.

Zhou Yuancheng saw these two people hooking shoulders and backs in his father's car, and rushed over as soon as he got out of the car, kicking over the bowl of dog food impatiently.

Seeing that they were separated, Zhou Yuancheng smiled meanly, and deliberately asked: "It's so early in the morning, why did you two come here together?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao was about to explain a few words, but Fu Zhun laughed even worse than him: "You are already a mature single dog, you have to learn to find dog food by yourself."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Cen Xiao rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, shook off his glued arm and walked forward.

Fu Zhun, who was behind him, was about to follow, but Zhou Yuancheng grabbed him: "Hey, pull."

"What are you doing?" Fu Zhun was so annoyed by his uproar early in the morning: "He left without seeing anyone?"

"No, I have something to tell you." Zhou Yuancheng glanced at Cen Xiao in front of him, and grabbed him to slow down.

He glanced back at the opposite street corner again, and whispered with a straight face: "I was in the car just now, and I saw Qiu Nanzhou coming behind you two."

After a pause, he was a little puzzled: "I remember he doesn't live here, right? Didn't he transfer to No. [-] Middle School? Why did he live in front of Dejia?"

"Take an acting class." Fu Zhun got annoyed when he heard this person's name, "Don't mention that idiot."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhun knew it so clearly, Zhou Yuancheng couldn't help being taken aback: "You have contact with him? Could it be that they are getting into trouble again?"

"I met you in the community yesterday." Fu Zhun snorted softly, "I live in the building next to my house."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Yuancheng took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted Fu Zhun's shoulder, reminding him: "Then be careful, he is very dark, and he was still on your head when he transferred to another school. Step on it, now you two live so close, maybe something will happen."

"I know." Fu Zhun waved his hand, obviously unwilling to mention it again.

It's a pity that Qiu Nanzhou is really like a lingering plague god.

For several days in a row, Fu Zhun could see him at the gate of his own community.

When Cen Xiao was around, the two looked a little more harmonious.

Once Cen Xiao was not around, the two of them would look at each other and hate each other again, and it would be good if they didn't fight again.

Originally thought that the intersection of the two of them was limited to this.

Unexpectedly, the respective schools of the two people would add another fire unexpectedly.

Some time ago, the results of the small college entrance examination just came out, and the students were happy and worried.

Both Dejia and No. [-] Middle School wanted to let the students relax and organized a comprehensive practical activity.

As a result, the places to go out to play can be bumped together.

"Hey, hey?" Before the car stopped, someone saw a group of people wearing No. [-] Middle School uniforms standing at the entrance of the scenic spot: "The No. [-] Middle School is here too."

Fu Zhun and Cen Xiao were not very sensitive to the words No. [-] Middle School, but Qian Zhaoyang was the first to remember the grievances between his cousin and No. [-] Middle School Qiu Nanzhou.

He happened to be sitting in front of Fu Zhun, and when he saw people from No. [-] Middle School outside, he immediately turned around and said to Fu Zhun, "Brother, that idiot Qiu Nanzhou must have come too."

"Oh." Fu Zhun had just slept all the way, but now he hasn't had enough sleep yet, he is lazily leaning on Cen Xiao's shoulder and yawning wildly, he said indifferently: "Let him go, this place is not owned by my family."

Qian Zhaoyang scratched his head when he saw that he seemed to have escaped into Buddhism and stopped killing, and didn't say any more.

On the contrary, Cen Xiao was a little curious: "The entanglement between the two of you is quite serious?"

"It's a trivial matter." Fu Zhun was too lazy to spoil Cen Xiao's mood with such a bad thing.

He glanced out the window with half-open eyes.Seeing the bright sun shining brightly outside the window, and the crowds in the scenic spot look like ants, I felt a headache, as if the whole face was written with delicateness: "Can I find a place to sleep?"

"No." Cen Xiao pushed him, seeing that he was still leaning on his shoulders and refused to get up, so he could only coax and lie: "After all, you just want to sleep when you can date?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Who's dating so many people?" Fu Zhun felt hopeless when he saw the crowds of heads outside.

But thinking that it was really hard for Cen Xiao to come out, he felt relieved.

Dejia and the school leaders of the No. [-] Middle School probably wanted them to climb through Yunshan Mountain to exercise their willpower, and then go to the temple on the mountain to worship, so as to prepare for the college entrance examination.

As a result, before climbing halfway, people stopped and scattered.

There are not many people who continue to climb.

Anyway, Fu Zhun didn't like to climb at all, he was so delicate that he wished he could be picked up by a helicopter.

Cen Xiao didn't like to climb mountains either, so the two of them couldn't sit up when they reached a place where they could rest.

The rest place on the mountainside is built like a commercial street, there are many snack bars, cold drink shops, and souvenir shops.

Most people don't leave once they get in.

Fu Zhun lazily sat down in the snack bar, patted the chair next to him and called Cen Xiao over.

Cen Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved his hands and said, "I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face, it's a bit hot."

"Then go and come back quickly." Fu Zhun looked at him eagerly, "Don't get lost."

"I know." Cen Xiao nodded.

He walked around according to the signs for a long time and finally found the location of the bathroom.

I thought it was just a matter of washing my face, but there were so many people that I couldn't even squeeze in.

Lazy people from the two schools stopped in this rest area, not only the women's toilets formed a long queue, but even the men's toilets were full of people.

The door was tightly blocked.

Cen Xiao sighed, gently wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and had no choice but to go back the same way.

In the end, he ran into Qiu Nanzhou on the way.

The two are classmates in the acting class, since they met, they inevitably exchanged pleasantries: "Brother Cen Xiao, what a coincidence."

"Well, coincidence." Cen Xiao knew that Fu Zhun didn't have a good relationship with him, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of him.

He nodded calmly, said nothing, and prepared to move on.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Nanzhou stopped in front of him, and asked curiously, "Is the relationship between Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun good?"

"It's okay." Cen Xiao didn't know why he asked this, so he could only answer conservatively.

"Really?" Qiu Nanzhou smiled meaningfully, with his usual gentle appearance on his face, "I think Brother Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun are usually quite close."

His "intimacy" made Cen Xiao inexplicably feel that something was wrong.

He even began to wonder if Qiu Nanzhou saw something.

After a pause, Cen Xiao still put on that calm look, and said, "After all, we are at the same table."

"Fu Zhun and I were at the same table before." Qiu Nanzhou reminded meaningfully, "And we were also roommates before."

His tone inexplicably made Cen Xiao feel a little uncomfortable.

It seemed that someone got to know Fu Zhun and understood Fu Zhun before him.

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao wondered what he meant by blocking him, so he could only nod his head and said perfunctorily, "Then you are very lucky."

After speaking, Cen Xiao wanted to bypass him and leave.

However, Qiu Nanzhou didn't intend to let him go, grabbed his arm and said, "Lucky? Brother Cen Xiao, do you know what he did to my sister before?"

Cen Xiao was so annoyed by his nagging, he turned his head and looked at him with a frown: "Why are you telling me these things?"

"I just want you to know what kind of person he is." Qiu Nanzhou seemed to have a lot of emotional ups and downs when he mentioned this matter.

He couldn't help tightening the hand holding Cen Xiao.

Pain came from his arm, Cen Xiao forcibly opened his hand, frowned and said: "No need, I know what kind of person he is."

After saying this, Cen Xiao turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Nanzhou suddenly shouted behind him: "Then do you know that Fu Zhun raped and attempted rape and forced the girl to almost commit suicide?"

He spoke so loudly that even people in several nearby storefronts could hear him.

The originally noisy street fell silent in an instant.

Cen Xiao's footsteps stopped instantly.

He originally wanted to turn around and turn around to refute, but he watched Fu Zhun walking towards him with a very bad expression on his face.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should stop Fu Zhun and appease him first, or refute Qiu Nanzhou first.

Just watching in a daze as Fu Zhun bypassed him and approached Qiu Nanzhou.

It turned out that Fu Zhun was waiting for Cen Xiao to come back at the snack bar.

However, no one was seen until the ice cream melted.

It just so happened that someone said that the two major school grassroots of the Sixth Middle School and Dejia had gathered together, and the names of Qiu Nanzhou and Cen Xiao were also mentioned.

He subconsciously felt that things might not be that simple, so he came along this street to find someone.

In the end, he actually met him.

Originally, Fu Zhun was too lazy to bother with Qiu Nanzhou about these unwarranted things, but this person threw dirty water on him again and again, and even in front of Cen Xiao, he couldn't bear it.

"You really linger." Fu Zhun twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, grabbed Qiu Nanzhou by the collar of his school uniform and threw him to the ground with a "bang": "Did I say that before you transferred to another school? Don't let me see you."

I don't know what Qiu Nanzhou is thinking, he has already been pushed to the ground, and he still doesn't forget to provoke: "What? Is it disturbing your love with the man?"

His voice was so low that only Fu Zhun, who was closest to him, could hear him.

After finishing speaking, he still smiled, and continued to add in a sly way: "Xiao Fu always started dating boys when he couldn't get girls. He is really not picky. Cen Xiao is also a bitch..."

Originally, Fu Zhun was just trying to frighten him, not planning to make trouble here.

But Qiu Nanzhou had to mention Cen Xiao.

Fu Zhun squinted his eyes, and punched him with a backhand.

Seeing that the two were really fighting, the people around were screaming and screaming, watching the excitement, and some people had already gone to the teacher.

When Cen Xiao came back to his senses, he quickly tore Fu Zhun away from Qiu Nanzhou, and comforted him softly, "No need, no one believes him."

However, Fu Zhun's anger seemed to have been accumulated for a long time, and his fists were filled with irritation.

Cen Xiao couldn't pull it away.

In the end, it was Cen Xiao who stood in front of him and half hugged and half pushed him away, before he forced him to stop.

It just so happened that Tiger Chen arrived in a hurry, sweating profusely, and pushed his way through the crowd.

He still remembered Qiu Nanzhou who transferred to another school last year, and he was very aware of the matter between Fu Zhun and him. When he saw that it was the two of them, he contacted their parents with ease.

He also asked the school doctor to treat Qiu Nanzhou's wound, and called 120 by the way to take him to the hospital to check for other serious problems.

"What's the matter with you?" Chen Huhu frowned so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death.

Seeing that Qiu Nanzhou was taken away, he slapped Fu Zhun on the head with his backhand: "Hit as soon as we meet?"

Fu Zhun stood there without saying a word, allowing Chen Huhu to sing a one-man show by himself.

Cen Xiao on the side couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but interrupted: "Director, it was Qiu Nanzhou who poured the dirty water first."

"Then you can't beat people." Chen Huo sighed: "Your father still has to deal with this matter. The source is not on the two of you. Our school really doesn't have that much control."

"I know." Fu Zhun finally agreed.

Chen Huo scanned him up and down, and asked with concern: "Have you been beaten? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Can I still be beaten?" Fu Zhun held the corner of his mouth indifferently: "He can't beat me again."

Tiger Chen: "..."

"You talk so proudly about fighting?" Chen Huo slapped him on the back with his backhand: "Go back and write me a review."

As soon as he heard that he had just written the review, Fu Zhun suddenly became extremely fragile: "I'm afraid I can't do it, my hand hurts from the beating."

Tiger Chen: "..."

"I don't care about these things, and there must be no less than one word of the [-]-word self-criticism that should be handed in." Chen Huo glared at him, and left angrily.

Today's matter involves two schools, which is a bit complicated, and he has to deal with it accordingly.

Seeing that the dean had left, the students watching the excitement finally dispersed in twos and threes.

Today, this farce came to an end temporarily, and everyone was not in the mood to climb the mountain again.

Cen Xiao took Fu Zhun to find a random shop and sit down.

As a result, within two seconds of sitting down, Zhou Yuancheng and Qian Zhaoyang rushed in with a bunch of people.

The originally small store suddenly became crowded.

Sitting opposite them, Zhou Yuancheng was so anxious that his voice became hoarse: "Just now, Qiu Nanzhou came looking for trouble again? I was blocked in the outer ring and couldn't squeeze in. What's going on?"

They outsiders were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but the person involved, Fu Zhun, looked at the menu calmly, pointed to a dessert and said to Cen Xiao, "I'm so tired from fighting, I want to eat this."

Everyone: "..."

It's fine if there's no one around, Cen Xiao was a little embarrassed under the eyes of so many people, pinched Fu Zhun with his hand under the table, signaling him to restrain himself.

However, Fu Zhun didn't seem to feel it, he still played his temper to himself and said, "No?"

"Here." Cen Xiao had nothing to do with him, so he could only resign himself to ticking off this dessert on the menu.

The two ordered a large table of things just like this.

"Oh no," Zhou Yuancheng was dumbfounded: "I fucking care about you, why don't you even look at me?"

"Can't watch." Fu Zhun changed into a weak and unable to take care of himself in an instant, closed his eyes and leaned on Cen Xiao's shoulder, covering his heart, like Xi Shi holding his heart: "Just now I was scorched by a fool, I have to watch something Nice to wash your eyes."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Not only Zhou Yuancheng was speechless, even some onlookers who had witnessed the whole process just now were also speechless.

Obviously this person fought so hard just now that he almost sent Qiu Nanzhou away, making people want to kneel down and shout "Brother dragging is awesome".

As a result, she suddenly looked like a delicate little princess, leaving only the words "Yan Jiaojiao" hovering in her mind.

The gap is too big for these straight men to accept.

"Okay, okay, I'm here at a bad time, okay?" Zhou Yuancheng surrendered.

Speechlessly rolling his eyes, he grabbed Qian Zhaoyang who was bewildered and left.

The store that had been bustling for less than 2 minutes was evacuated in an instant, and returned to the incomparably cold state before.

There were finally fewer people, and Cen Xiao, who had been silent all this time, heaved a sigh of relief.

He pushed a bowl of Shuangpi Nai towards Fu Zhun: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." He nodded, and opened his mouth directly, without thinking about taking the spoon himself.

Cen Xiao glanced at him, "No long hands?"

"My hand hurts." Fu Zhun pitifully rubbed his fist from the fight just now: "The bone is about to break."

Cen Xiao: "..."

To be honest, Fu Zhun's acting skills are really terrible.

Exaggerated and contrived, whether it is pretending to have a stomachache or a handache, Cen Xiao can see through it at a glance.

It's almost like writing "what the hell is wrong with me just pretending" on my face.

Too lazy to care about him, Cen Xiao still had that expressionless expression, put the bowl in front of him: "Eat by yourself."

"I really hurt." Fu Zhun frowned and showed him his hand.

The back of the hand was indeed a little red, but it was obvious that the person who was punched hurt more.

Cen Xiao just quietly watched him make trouble for no reason.

After Fu Zhun tossed about for a while, he saw that Cen Xiao was still looking at him expressionlessly, with an indifferent expression.

There was even a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Startled by this expression, Fu Zhun thought that Cen Xiao was brainwashed by Qiu Nanzhou's words, and quickly explained: "Don't believe Qiu Nanzhou, I really didn't do that kind of thing..."

"I didn't believe him." Cen Xiao interrupted him, "It's just that I can't trust you completely."

These words were so serious that Fu Zhun thought that Cen Xiao was really doubting his character.

He paused, lowered his eyes, and looked a little lonely: "Why?"

Sighing, Fu Zhun pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain it, so he could only defend feebly, "I didn't lie to you."

If his ears had grown on top of his head like a dog's, they would have collapsed by now.

Seeing his appearance, Cen Xiao found it a little amusing for no reason.

He cleared his throat, suppressed his smile, pressed the corners of his lips and said with a straight face, "You haven't lied to me yet?"

Seeing that Fu Zhun didn't react, Cen Xiao directly pulled over the fist he just fought with, and said leisurely——

"Why don't you come and punch me?"

"Show me how weak you are and can't take care of yourself."

Fu Zhun: "..."