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

In the eyes of Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, two teenagers with clear brain circuits, their current state is obviously a very harmonious and friendly transaction.

You take the blame and I pay the bill. This seems to be perfectly normal.

However, being passed around by classmates who don't know the situation in the school suddenly changed the flavor.

"Why does Fu Zhun always follow his brother?"

In the cafeteria, not far from Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, there was a table of girls whispering.

One of the girls took a sneak peek at Fu Zhun, suddenly deviated from the topic, blushed and whispered: "I found that Fu Zhun is really handsome..."

"Is this the point?!" The girl sitting next to her raised her elbow and gave her a slight push in disgust, "Haven't you seen how Fu Zhun blackmailed Qiu Nanzhou before? Qiu Nanzhou was forced to transfer to six gone."

Hearing her mention, other people vaguely remembered the incident that was finally suppressed last year.

There was an eerie silence for a while.

"Then..." one of the girls whispered, "Isn't Fu Zhun also blackmailing brother now? Don't force him to transfer schools."

These words startled the whole table.

They are all fans of Cen Xiao, and they can't stand this kind of thing at all.

After thinking for a moment, one of the girls quietly raised her eyes to look at Cen Xiao's table——

Not knowing what Fu Zhun said, Cen Xiao suddenly put down his chopsticks, took the plate and left.

A look of displeasure on his face.

And Fu Zhun followed him carelessly, with a leisurely expression, and said from time to time: "Why are you walking so fast? I'm here to eat, not to eat you."

This contrasting scene made the girls even more convinced that Cen Xiao must have been blackmailed by Fu Zhun.

But no one noticed that poor "blackmailed" Cen Xiao's ears were turning red.

During the meal just now, Fu Zhun had a rare conscience. After eating and drinking with Cen Xiao for nothing, he suddenly said that he wanted to treat someone too.

Cen Xiao paused, raised his eyes, and said calmly: "You save yourself."

"I don't." Fu Zhun raised his chin: "Now many people say that I eat soft food, so I have to rectify my name no matter what."

But Cen Xiao only thought that he wanted to treat him to breakfast, and gave a perfunctory "hmm" and ignored him.

On the contrary, Fu Zhun, as if he had seized some opportunity, suddenly lowered his body and leaned forward: "You agree?"

"Agreed to what?" Cen Xiao looked at him puzzled, and automatically entered his own imagination: "Breakfast, please?"

"Who wants to treat you to breakfast?" Fu Zhun twitched the corners of his mouth, leaned lazily back in his chair, and complained, "No innovation or sincerity."

Cen Xiao couldn't think of any other innovative and sincere way to treat guests, so he could only ask seriously: "Then what are you inviting?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Fu Zhun, who was leaning back on the back of the chair, suddenly leaned forward and said in a calm voice——

"I invite you to take a bath."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Then Cen Xiao put down his chopsticks, picked up the plate and left without looking back.

A look that made it clear that he didn't want to talk to him.

Fu Zhun followed him out of the cafeteria. Seeing that Cen Xiao didn't show any sign of wanting to talk to him, he quickly stepped forward and hooked his neck: "We've known each other for so long anyway, why don't we take a bath together?"

"Who has known you for so long?" Cen Xiao snorted coldly, "We only knew each other for a week."

"Is the friendship of eating and sleeping together for a week comparable to that of ordinary people?" Fu Zhun reasoned one way after another.

Cen Xiao's forehead twitched, and he couldn't help correcting him: "It's living together, not sleeping together, I didn't share a bed with you."

"What the hell?" Fu Zhun's face was full of disbelief: "Aren't the upper and lower bunks a bed? They are connected."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Don't stop me from turning over if you have the ability." Speaking of this, Fu Zhun snorted softly.

Cen Xiao usually does not sleep well, and the slightest movement can wake him up.

And Fu Zhun, who was lying on the upper bunk, was a night owl, playing on his mobile phone in the middle of the night, and turning over when he was tired.

The two beds are connected, and Cen Xiao will wake up as soon as he turns over.

Difficulty falling back to sleep after waking up.

Fortunately, after mentioning it to Fu Zhun once, he didn't make a fuss anymore, and Cen Xiao slept better these two days.

Thinking of this, Cen Xiao was surprised at Fu Zhun's ease of talking.

He thought that with Fu Zhun's temper, this person might say "it's none of my business if you can't sleep".

So I struggled for several days, how to tell him the right way.

As a result, Fu Zhun didn't say much after listening to it. He just nodded and said two words: "Okay."

This matter was easily resolved.

It seems that Cen Xiao struggled with loneliness a few days ago.

Thinking of this, Cen Xiao couldn't help asking, "Why don't you look like a school bully?"

Fu Zhun: "?"

"Who told you that I was a school bully?" Fu Zhun didn't quite accept this title, "I think I should be a school bully."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Too lazy to talk to him, Cen Xiao simply quickened his pace, leaving Fu Zhun behind.

The matter of Fu Zhun's vain attempt to ask Cen Xiao to take a bath was left alone.

In his view, this is just a way of reciprocating courtesy.

As a result, in the mouths of other students who didn't know the truth, it suddenly became——

"Have you heard? Cen Xiao was really blackmailed by Fu Zhun."

During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, the boys standing in the back row of a certain class were chatting.

"Damn it? Is it true?" The boy in front of him didn't believe it, and turned his head quietly: "Why is Fu Zhun blackmailing Cen Xiao? He doesn't seem to be short of money."

"How do I know? They all say that." The people behind curled their lips.

Instead, the girl standing next to them answered them: "I heard that every time Cen Xiao walked with Fu Zhun, his complexion was not good, as if he was being forced."

"Really?" The boy who didn't believe it heard so many people say it, and somehow believed it: "Maybe Fu Zhun's family restricted his pocket money? Blackmailed others when he was desperate?"

He had just finished speaking, when suddenly there was a strong angry reprimand from behind——

"Gossip at the flag-raising ceremony, which class is this?! Deduct five points!"

Chen Huhu was standing behind them with his hands behind his back, glaring at them with a big, fat face.

Frightened, the students who were standing lazily stood up quickly, not daring to look left and right.

Chen Huhu walked around the back row a few more times, and after seeing nothing unusual, he finally left.

Go straight to the team of Class 27.

The line of their class has always been conspicuous, because the few people at the end of the line will never wear school uniforms during the flag raising ceremony.

Fu Zhun is an example.

Cen Xiao was an exception.

They stood one behind the other at the end of the line.

Standing behind Cen Xiao, Fu Zhun seemed to have discovered some new land, glanced at Cen Xiao's school uniform in front of him, suddenly poked his head over, and whispered in Cen Xiao's ear: "Why are you still wearing school uniform?"

"School rules." After Cen Xiao answered his question, he hid to the side, "It's such a hot day, stay away from me."

Seeing his disgust, Fu Zhun let out an unhappy "Oh", stood back and didn't speak again.

After a few minutes, Cen Xiao suddenly noticed that the people behind him were not moving.

Thinking of his little princess temper, I thought he was angry after being told.

So Cen Xiao leaned back, and asked as if looking for something to say: "When will this flag-raising ceremony end?"

Unexpectedly, it was not Fu Zhun who responded to him, but a girl standing next to him in the back row: "Are you looking for Fu Zhun?"

When Cen Xiao heard that the voice was wrong, he paused suddenly, turned his head slightly and looked back, only to realize that there was no one behind him.

He was startled, and nodded to the girl: "Well, where did he go?"

"I was called away by Tiger Chen just now." The girl pointed in the direction of the teaching building, "Here, look."

Cen Xiao looked in the direction she pointed, only to find that Fu Zhun had followed Chen Huhu to the downstairs of the teaching building.

He was silent for a moment, looked away, thanked the girl and didn't look back, standing straight at the end of the line.

But the girl next to him saw something wrong and asked him in a low voice: "Brother...ah no, Cen Xiao, I want to ask...have you really been blackmailed by Fu Zhun?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao turned his head and asked incredulously, "What? Blackmail?"

"It's just that there are rumors in the school that you were blackmailed by Fu Zhun and forced to have dinner with him..."

The girl is the English class representative of his class, named Wenxi.

She knew that Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun were both tablemates and roommates, so it was not surprising that they ate together.

But being brainwashed so firmly by others, she was also a little shaken.

"Blackmailed by him?" Cen Xiao felt that such a serious word should not appear on him.

After being stunned for a while, he denied, "No, I took the initiative to invite him to dinner."

"Ah, that's it, that's good." Wenxi seemed relieved, "Let me just say, you usually seem to have a good relationship, but how come it changes in other people's mouths."

For some reason, the word "very good relationship" caught Cen Xiao's ears, which made him feel very strange.

He didn't seem to have a good relationship with anyone since he was a child.

Even getting along with his mother Meng Zhen was not pleasant.

For a long time, he felt that there was a big problem with his social skills.

But thinking about it now, it doesn't seem to be the case.

On a sunny day in September, the breeze blows slowly, bringing a touch of dryness.

Just when Wenxi had turned her head, thinking that Cen Xiao was not going to talk to her again.

From the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Cen Xiao raising his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and nodded slightly——

"Well, we have a good relationship."

……

Fu Zhun stepped into the classroom one second before the bell rang.

He sat down next to Cen Xiao with a bad face, and lay down on his stomach as soon as he came back, without saying a word.

Cen Xiao glanced at him and asked, "What does Director Chen want from you?"

Fu Zhun didn't speak.

Cen Xiao asked again patiently: "I scolded you? Why?"

Fu Zhun still didn't speak.

Cen Xiao's patience was exhausted, he frowned and said, "Fu Zhun."

Only then did Fu Zhun turn his head around, lay down on the table and said wearily, "He scolded me."

"What are you scolding?" Seeing his reaction, Cen Xiao's tone improved slightly.

"He said I blackmailed you." Fu Zhun looked quite angry, "Where did I blackmail you? Did you invite me to dinner voluntarily?"

"En." Cen Xiao paused, nodded, and suddenly put his hand into the belly of the table, as if rummaging through his schoolbag to find something.

Seeing him being so perfunctory, Fu Zhun was even more furious: "You just said 'huh'? No more? I was scolded because of you."

At the end, he still didn't forget to take out the elementary school students to threaten: "What's your attitude? Believe it or not, I'll go to QQ space to hack you?"

"Did you explain it?" Cen Xiao finally found what he was looking for, and divided his attention to Fu Zhun: "If there is no explanation, I will go to Director Chen to explain after class."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun suddenly stopped talking.

At first glance, I am too lazy to explain.

Cen Xiao sighed, and took out a small wad of banknotes from his schoolbag.

A small part of it was Meng Zhen's living expenses for this week.

Most of the rest was given to him by his father, Cen Qin, when he secretly visited him after learning that he was in Dejia High School.

After counting, there are almost three thousand.

Cen Xiao handed the money to Fu Zhun: "Take it."

"What are you doing? Am I the kind of person who will be coaxed by money?" Although Fu Zhun has never seen money, he was still taken aback by the behavior of stuffing money in class: "You don't mean to ask me to rub it for you?" back?"

"..."

"Although this is another price, I don't charge so much for it."

"..."

"Do you want to pay an annual membership fee?"

"..."

Cen Xiao's forehead twitched when he said it, and his tone became cold: "Who will pay for your annual fee to rub your back? This is the money for you to help buy a mobile phone."

"Huh?" Fu Zhun paused, "Buy a mobile phone?"

"Yeah." Cen Xiao nodded, "I can't go out on weekends, if it's convenient for you, buy one for me."

Fu Zhun understood it, took the money and stuffed it into the bottom of the schoolbag, and asked seriously: "What requirements do you have for mobile phones? For example, brand performance? Model color?"

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, and said abruptly: "Do you still want to take selfies of Jiugongge business or something? Doesn't that mean you have to be more demanding on the front camera?"

"...It's not that complicated." Cen Xiao didn't know how Fu Zhun was more active than him.

He thought for a while, and just said: "You can make calls and send text messages, just add WeChat and QQ."

"Your requirements are really low." Fu Zhun was silent for a while: "Any smart phone will do."

Hearing this, Cen Xiao laughed for no reason, and said solemnly: "There is another very important request."

"what?"

Seeing that Cen Xiao suddenly withdrew his smile and looked serious, Fu Zhun thought it was a huge problem.

Inexplicably infected, he couldn't help restraining his sloppy expression.

After the two looked at each other seriously for a while, Cen Xiao finally said his "very important" request——

"It must be able to chop Xixi."

Fu Zhun: "...?"