Never knocked such a fake cp

111.

Zhou Mengyu felt that he was very much like that emoji at the moment.

"A house has collapsed over there, let me go and have a look!"

"Oh, so it was my house that collapsed!"

With a pained expression on his face, he waved his hands again and again, "Teacher, you took pictures of me last year, why are you still doing it again? Just take pictures of him, just take pictures of him."

Art History pushed his glasses and said in a very academic tone: "This is different. Liang Pei's temperament suits you very well. He is in one state alone, and it will definitely become another state when he is with you. .”

Zhou Mengyu felt that these words were quite familiar, but he didn't know what it was like for a moment, and asked, "Shall I go with him?"

Art History nodded, "According to my aesthetics, it is a perfect match."

Zhou Mengyu asked Liang Pei for help with his eyes.

The corner of Liang Pei's mouth curled up, with a self-seeking expression.

Zhou Mengyu was photographed by art history last year, but he did not take off his clothes.Zhou Mengyu's figure is average, and he may be considered good among college students who generally don't have good figure management, but he has no artistic appreciation value.

So he was wearing clothes last year.

112.

Zhou Mengyu gave up struggling and asked art history, "Should I take it off?"

Art History shook his head, "You both wear it, but you don't wear this, come here."

There is a room in the history of art that is dedicated to storing clothes, which are all in the style of demons and ghosts that ordinary people cannot control. Zhou Mengyu picked clothes from here last year.He himself studied design, so it is not difficult to pick out good-looking ones.

But Liang Pei has a straight male aesthetic, looking at the pile of fabrics in front of him and fell into thought.

"What are these?" Liang Pei asked.

Zhou Mengyu laughed out loud, "Don't underestimate these rags, some of them are fashion show money. Although Art History lives in the family building, it is not generally rich."

The corner of Liang Pei's mouth twitched, he couldn't get the charm of fashion at all.

"Did you shoot last year?" Liang Pei asked.

"Otherwise, why do you think I told you to run?" Zhou Mengyu tore off a gray rag and gestured to Liang Pei, frowned and muttered "it doesn't seem to fit", and hung it back.

"Show me." Liang Pei said again.

Zhou Mengyu took down another one, this one looked quite normal, he put it on Liang Pei only to realize that it was actually a skirt.It can't be regarded as a skirt, the hem is very long and wide, so I don't think I can wear anything else on the lower body.

Zhou Mengyu got a bad idea and wanted to coax Liang Pei into wearing this dress, but his eyes moved up again, and he saw Liang Pei's straight steel face... Forget it, it really doesn't match.

"Looking at what?" Zhou Mengyu asked casually.

"You did it last year."

113.

"Is there anything to look at? I'll just stand in front of you. What are you doing looking at the photos?" Zhou Mengyu was still picking out clothes.

Liang Pei didn't speak any more, just stood obediently, watching Zhou Mengyu try on several clothes back and forth on himself.

Liang Pei's complexion wasn't very fair, especially since he hadn't fully recovered from the tanning during military training, and because Zhou Mengyu, who was standing next to him, looked a little darker than Zhou Mengyu.

In the end Zhou Mengyu chose one...

Liang Pei looked at Zhou Mengyu, and Zhou Mengyu looked at Liang Pei.

Liang Pei glanced at the clothes Zhou Mengyu handed him again, "What is this?"

Zhou Mengyu's eyes were full of anticipation, "Deep V-neck, you must be sexy to death."

A white sleeveless deep V-neck T-shirt, made of very light cotton, with a design style that is impossible for people on earth to wear out every day.

Zhou Mengyu patted Liang Pei's arm, squeezed the muscles of his upper arm to take advantage of it, and comforted him: "I know you straight men don't accept this aesthetically, but this is art, do you understand art? It's really beautiful ,I kid you not."

"You wear that and I will wear this." Liang Pei expressionless, tore off the black "skirt" that Zhou Mengyu gestured to him at the beginning from the hanger.

114.

Liang Pei made a mistake, Zhou Mengyu didn't care about wearing this at all.

One who is engaged in fashion design and one who studies art, even if he is asked to wear a real skirt, he will analyze the aesthetics from an artistic point of view before making a decision, let alone this is not a real skirt.

When the two of them came out of the room, Art History was so excited that he almost dropped the camera in his hand, and tripped over the sofa when they ran over.

Zhou Mengyu quickly went up to help her, the wide hem swayed with the movement, and Art History held Zhou Mengyu's wrist instead.

"It suits you so well! Xiao Yu, I said that last year's outfit was too conservative for you. Liang Pei's outfit is also suitable, too suitable. He has to wear this kind of clothes to show his strength." The art history's wrinkles burst out laughing, and he kept praising Zhou Mengyu's hand.

Zhou Mengyu and You Rong Yan, as if the history of art is boasting itself.

Among other things, handsome is really handsome.

Liang Pei wore the thin deep V on his upper body, and his own gray sweatpants on his lower body.The expression on his face was a little irritable because of wearing this dress, but he forcibly endured it, and his whole person was irritable and tugging. This emotion matched the clothes to death.

It is sleeveless again, the muscle lines of the arms are clearly exposed, and occasionally a little pectoral muscle is revealed.

Bad, so fucking handsome, too handsome.

Zhou Mengyu hissed silently in his heart, and hastily averted his eyes from Liang Pei.

115.

Zhou Mengyu never knew that art history still filmed couples.

He and Liang Pei are already familiar with each other, so it's not awkward, but it's still a bit awkward.Although straight men and straight men can hook shoulders and shoulders, but the history of art tells them to look at each other and not talk, which is really a bit awkward, brother!

Zhou Mengyu and Liang Pei looked at each other for less than ten seconds before looking away.

Liang Pei was sitting on a high stool, and Zhou Mengyu was sitting on the sofa. The two of them were at different heights.

Liang Pei looked down at him.

As soon as Zhou Mengyu looked away, he was discovered by art history.

"Hey, Xiao Yu, look at him, look at him! This doesn't feel right, you have to look at each other."

Zhou Mengyu could only look away obediently, and found something to say to ease the awkwardness.

"Don't mind me. When art history taught us, I often said that I had a dream of photography when I was young. This story is quite long. You understand the profession of a photographer? No one is allowed at home, and later became a photographer. teacher."

"All of us in the art academy feel sorry for her. Those who study art more or less understand this feeling, the feeling of not being supported. So she often catches handsome guys and beautiful girls in school to take pictures, and we usually let her go. "Zhou Mengyu looked at Liang Pei and explained in a low voice.

Liang Pei listened carefully, and finally raised his eyebrows, "I don't mind, do you mind?"

Zhou Mengyu licked his lips, "I don't mind."

"Then what are you hiding?" Liang Pei asked.

116.

"Did I hide?" Zhou Mengyu asked.

"Hmm." Liang Pei echoed softly, very lightly.They got close and looked at each other again.This sound hit Zhou Mengyu's heart directly, making him want to hide again.

Damn, what's going on.

Zhou Mengyu couldn't bear Liang Pei's gaze a little bit, and he wanted to look away again, but Liang Pei found out before he could take action.

"Zhou Mengyu." Liang Pei called him suddenly.

Zhou Mengyu seemed to have all the hair on his body exploded, subconsciously stepped back a little with his upper body, and put his arms on the sofa.

Just at this moment, the shutter of art history is pressed.

Click.

Zhou Mengyu almost bounced off the sofa when he heard the sound, and walked quickly to Art History, "Let me take a look, how is the filming going? Teacher, your house is a bit hot. Is the air conditioner turned on high?" Is it? Can I tone it down a bit, shit, I'm wearing a long sleeve and I'm sweating."

Liang Pei sat on the high foot, and when he heard Zhou Mengyu utter a series of words quickly after running away from him, he smiled as if remembering something.

117.

After that, Art History didn't ask them to pose in any awkward poses, but they still tossed about for nearly two hours.

Art History's husband went home and Art History discovered that it was dark and she hadn't cooked dinner yet.Very embarrassed to leave Zhou Mengyu and Liang Pei at home for dinner, the two refused for 10 minutes before leaving the art historian.

Summer nights are generally fine.

The stars, the bright moon, and the breeze.

Zhou Mengyu was ordered by the history of art to tie a very loose low ponytail. Just now he didn't feel hot in the air-conditioned room, but now the hair falling on his neck feels sticky and very hot.

He took off the small leather case and put it in his mouth, inserted his fingers into his hair and combed it briefly, and then tied it back into the usual braid.It has been a month since the last haircut, and he is quite satisfied with the current length.

After tying his hair, Zhou Mengyu glanced at Liang Pei, and his heart skipped a beat.

"...What are you looking at?" Zhou Mengyu looked away.

Liang Pei didn't speak, reached out his hand to touch his pocket, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and bit it, his voice was very vague, "Can I smoke?"

"Whatever you want, you are not allowed to smoke when you get to school." Zhou Mengyu said.

Liang Pei took out the lighter to light a cigarette again, and with a "wipe", a blue flame burst out from the windproof lighter.

"Am I handsome today?" Liang Pei asked suddenly.

Zhou Mengyu didn't speak for a long time, the two walked forward, and the smoke from Liang Pei's side fell on Zhou Mengyu's face, making it very choking.

"Shameless!" Zhou Mengyu replied.

"Is this shameless? Senior, forgot when you asked me if you looked good?" Liang Pei said with a smile.

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This week's list task is also finished!rest tomorrow! !Bye-Bye!