Everyone loves gruel

After returning home from school after evening self-study, Lin Xizhou turned on the computer and logged into Penguin, and the sound of Didi immediately rang out.

He opened one of the most bubbling groups and looked, and found that another group of girls rushed him to record a radio drama called "Thousands of Years".

——While being a quasi-high school dog, Lin Xizhou is also a little famous little pink in the online matching circle.He has a good voice, good-looking handwriting, and can draw, put a few sketches and watercolors, or sing songs on YY, it will definitely be a matter of minutes to win over fans.

Gruel: [Forget it, I'm a little busy with studies, so I don't plan to do this again in the near future. 】

Riding a cucumber through the chrysanthemum: [嘤嘤嘤粥 You are too much QAQ!I want to drink you up! 】

Congee: […]

Burning heterosexuals to death: [Oh... I can't help my mother...]

Gruel: 【...You guys are enough-＿-||】

Qingzheng: [The male god wants to take classes, so let's focus on studies. 】

After two or three seconds of silence, the group suddenly exploded, 【Hey Xiao Qinger, don't you really want to cooperate with Congee again. 】

【Why are you so shy? 】

Riding a cucumber through the chrysanthemum: [Little Qing'er, don't be afraid, just wash it and sit on it and move it yourself. 】

Congee: […]

In fact, he has an impression of Qingzheng. They have sung several theme songs and ending songs together before, and also acted together in two radio dramas. Coincidentally, they are in the same city.When the girls in the group had an appointment in the same city last time, Qingzheng was going to go, but it was delayed because of a temporary business.

Qingzheng: [Hey, hey, I'm taking care of the flowers of the motherland in the future, how old is the male god? 】

Lin Xizhou didn't answer, he never revealed his age, he didn't write any basic information in Penguin, and the space was blank.Everyone's guess is that most of the university's science and engineering nerds are so unattractive.And although he went to the previous party in the same city, but he took off his school uniform and put on a shirt and jeans, and with a height of 180+, Lin Xizhou looks like a freshly baked college student, okay?

Under the ridicule of everyone, Qing Zheng couldn't help but burst into tears. As a teacher, is it easy for him to let his students study hard? !

That's right, porridge = Lin Xizhou, Qingzheng = Lin Zheng.

At this moment, Mr. Lin, the head teacher who is a good teacher, is blushing watching a group of rotten girls who are so open that they can wear underwear outside, and they are swiping the screen with some unscrupulous pictures, and they don't even have a mosaic!

Lin Xizhou raised his forehead, Qing Zheng can be said to be one of his few true fans, and he is also a male. The previous novel he collaborated with was also a series of pure love. The two happened to hit each other, so the girls in the group took them intention.Kinky is not once or twice.

And the reason why Lin Zheng knew who "Glue" was was also because of the same city party that he didn't attend.In order to meet the male god, he has already hurriedly finished his school work and arrived at the appointed place. When he stretched his head, he saw three girls and two men, one of whom he knew, because they both played online games, so they had seen each other before. , and the other... Fuck!Isn't that my student!

Lin Zheng was shocked and frightened, his mind went blank, and his first reaction was to run away before everyone noticed him.

Male God = Thin Congee = Lin Xizhou = 18-year-old sophomore in high school... a big trough!Is this the rhythm of forcing him to have a teacher-student relationship!

Just when Lin Zheng was in a mess of memories, the screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, indicating that the charging was complete.Lin Zheng reached out to grab it absently, and accidentally touched a shortcut key, and then there was a burst of gasps and moaning from the media player.

[Stop making trouble...or you won't be able to go to work tomorrow...] The voice that was deliberately lowered to appear low and hoarse is extremely gentle, but it also has a bit of a provocative meaning, although it has been transcribed by electronic equipment There were some changes, but the voice that belonged to Lin Xizhou was still recognizable.

[I don't care, you are a diamond king, every time you go on a business trip, you don't know how many beauties will compete for your attention. ] This is Lin Zheng's own voice.

[Tsk... the world's number one vinegar vat is talking about you, right? 】

[Hmmm—lightly, lightly! ...The waist is about to break...]

After this sentence, there was no dialogue, only the sound of dripping water and heavy breathing remained.

Lin Zheng turned off the player with a red face, only to find his pants.A small tent has been erected at the crotch.

Sure enough, I still can't bear it...

He gave a wry smile helplessly, stopped replying to the group, and directly clicked on Lin Xizhou's avatar for a private chat.

Qing Zheng: [Male god? 】

Gruel: [? 】

Qingzheng: [cough... the male god, can we speak?A few days ago, my hand was injured and it was difficult to type. 】

Congee: [OK. 】

Lin Zheng put on the headset, and Lin Xizhou's voice came over quickly, 【Can you hear me? 】

[Listen, I can hear it. 】Lin Zheng was a little nervous, and felt more excited under the excitement.hard.

【Is something wrong? 】

[Yes, um, it’s about radio dramas. 】Lin Zheng unzips his pants, controls his voice to keep it steady, and relieves himself.

[Radio drama... Sorry, the end of term is one month away, so I really don't have much time. 】

[No, I mean... you can't record dramas, so just sing a song, draw a poster and write a few words, is that okay? 】

【Well……】

Lin Xizhou seemed to be thinking, and only uttered a single syllable with a slight rise in the end. Hearing that Lin Zheng almost surrendered, he couldn't help moaning.Groaned.

【What's wrong?uncomfortable? 】

Hearing the male god's question, Lin Zheng froze for a moment, afraid that the other party would notice that he was doing such dirty things in front of his voice.Unexpectedly, under such a tense and almost suffocating situation, Lin Zheng actually ejaculated.

【Are you there? ] After a long time of no reply, Lin Xizhou asked again.

[No, no, it’s okay, uh, I mean, yes! ] Lin Zheng, who came back to his senses, said quickly, taking out several pieces of paper to wipe his hands in a hurry.

This is not the first time he has been like this. At first, he only regarded the porridge as a good friend and male god. Occasionally, when he was joked by the girls in the group, he would follow him indecently, thinking it was to accumulate popularity for the radio drama.It's just that ever since the party knew that the porridge was Lin Xizhou, Lin Zheng had unconsciously paid more and more attention to him. The girl in the class posted on Weibo how Lin Xizhou was drinking with his classmates at the reunion, and Lin Xizhou lifted up his loose basketball uniform in PE class The way he wiped his sweat, the way Lin Xizhou lay on the table to catch up on sleep during class...

Lin Zheng himself didn't know what was going on, and he had already fallen into a fatal unrequited love.

He was delighted that the male god was also a crook, but he was entangled with why the male god still couldn't recognize his voice after working with him on the voice! !

Gruel: [Singing is fine, you can talk to the little demons in the group and let me know when you set a time.As for the posters, I'll see if I have time. 】

【Okay～（≧▽≦）/～】

Gruel: [If it's okay, I'll get off. 】

[Okay, the male god rests early, good night (╯3╰)～]

Congee: [Well, good night. 】

The male god said good night to him The male god said good night to him Good night good night good night good night good night...

Lin Zheng was splashing around the room as if he had been beaten to death. Every time he spoke with Lin Xizhou, he would turn on the recording function, so until he fell asleep, Lin Zheng, who was wearing earphones, still heard Lin Xizhou's sentence [Well, good night. 】

The author has something to say: Hey, hey, you can't tell who the idiot is, right? o(*////▽////*)o

I think the teacher is not funny, but Lin Zheng is just a funny idiot o(≧v≦)o