I'm Always the Villain

When Sang Jiuchi came out, his mobile phone turned off automatically because it ran out of battery.

F001 bounced around in his mind, 【Master Host, it's Zhou Ruoqing's phone, it's been ringing all morning. 】

Sang Jiuchi wiped the water droplets in his hair with a towel, [Look at his regret and love values. 】

F001: [Zhou Ruoqing's love value for your host is 30, and the regret value is -40?Um?Why did the love value suddenly increase by 30 overnight? 】

Sang Jiuchi looked contemptuously, 【Because I'm cheap.I don't know how to cherish when I get it, and I always clamor for what I can't get. 】

Sang Jiuchi recharged the battery, went to the computer and opened the school forum.

Today is Saturday, there are no classes.

Those who are close to home have all gone home, and those like Sang Jiuchi, who take the school as their home, of course can't go anywhere.

The original owner arranged his time very well, practicing dancing in the morning, working part-time in the afternoon, and studying and preparing the content of the thesis in the evening.

The schedule is full.

The original owner has been self-sufficient through scholarships and part-time jobs since he grew up. Sang Jiuchi looked at the original owner's account, and there is less than 1 yuan left.

so poor.

Sang Jiuchi opened the school forum and found the person he was looking for without searching.

"Come and see the walking hormones!Chiye God started dancing! "

Sang Jiuchi opened this post and clicked in, and the purpose of entering was the frozen picture of the video.

The man in the video is facing his back. He is wearing a black vest and a dance suit. His back is bent into a sharp shape, and his arms are stretched upwards, like an eagle soaring with wings.

The photographer used a high-definition camera to take pictures. In addition to seeing the tight lines of Chiye's body, even the beads of sweat can be seen at a glance.

Probably because of the long practice, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Sweat stuck to his back, giving him a smooth and bright white feeling, and his already majestic posture was even more wild because of the embellishment of sweat beads.

Sang Jiuchi swallowed, and clicked on the video.

With the cancellation of the triangle icon, the originally static picture moved.

It seemed that the eagle on the edge of the cliff finally saw its prey. At that moment, the whole ocean was churning.

With the rhythm of the music, Chi Ye jumped out of the perfect movement.

Take off, raise your hands, land your feet, spin.

Everything is so perfect.

After finishing the song, Chiye took a towel from the stretcher and wiped his sweat.

While wiping, he frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with his dance.

Sang Jiuchi supported his head, watching with great interest.

As Chi Ye raised his hand to wipe, the messy hair shook beads of sweat, bringing out a wild and unruly feeling.

Sang Jiuchi sighed while admiring his lover's dance, 【Beauty is beauty. 】

F001 is unknown, so [Isn't it perfect? 】

Sang Jiuchi shook his head, 【It looks good, but it's a robot dancing.Dancing is not just about movement, it is about the outburst of the soul.Chi Yekong has actions, but lacks the emotion in them. 】

It's no wonder that my lover quit the dance world later, and didn't have any higher attainments in the dance world.

I am afraid that the lover also discovered this problem of his own, and quit after being unable to correct it.

Sang Jiuchi stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his tender lips, his eyes flashed a strange light, [Of course, it's not hopeless, he needs a teacher. 】

F001 always feels that the host's eyes are like an eagle staring at a rabbit, 【Teacher? 】

Sang Jiuchi: [A teacher who can release all his soul. 】

Sang Jiuchi turned on his phone and sent Chi Ye a WeChat friend request.

Reason for application: Your dancing problem is very serious.

Ten minutes later, Sang Jiuchi's friend application was approved.

Chi Ye immediately replied on the dialog box:

who are you?

Sang Jiuchi tapped the phone screen:

I'm Sang Jiuchi from the second year of research, your senior.I'm looking for a partner for my next dance, and I'm interested in you after seeing your dance video on the forum.

But there is still something missing in your dance, hope I can help you.

Sang Jiuchi stared at the screen, and found that Chiye's dialog box kept saying "typing..."

A few minutes later, Chiye's message came again, with only three words: Hello, Senior.

Sang Jiuchi laughed.

Soon he continued to tap the screen quickly: Have you found your problem?

Chi Ye: There are only actions, no emotions.

Sang Jiuchi: I can let you release your feelings.

Another long "typing..."

Sang Jiuchi was not in a hurry, and waited slowly.

A few minutes later, Chi Ye sent again: Thank you senior.

Compared to Chiye's hesitation, Sang Jiuchi replied in seconds every time: You're welcome, let's meet?I'm at school now, where are you?

Chiye: I didn't go home this week, I'm in the dance studio.

Sang Jiuchi began to put on his coat: which room?I'm coming to you now.

Another long "typing..."

Chiye: 1103.

Sang Jiuchi was about to send "I'll see you later", when the phone screen suddenly flickered, and then everything on the screen displayed "Zhou Ruoqing is calling."

Sang Jiuchi switched the screen to Chiye's interface again, and after replying "see you later", he switched the screen back and connected Zhou Ruoqing's call.

Zhou Ruoqing's voice was a little rushed, but he still tried his best to appear gentle and calm, "Sang Jiuchi, that's not how you joke."

Sang Jiuchi replied while getting dressed, in a lazy tone: "I'm not joking, anyway, we two have only dated for a few days. And you said before the relationship, as long as one party proposes to break up, the other party must accept it."

Zhou Ruoqing choked.

At that time, he did say such a sentence, and the purpose of saying it was to prepare for the whole body to retreat later.

It's just that he didn't expect that he hadn't retreated yet, Sang Jiuchi retreated first.

Obviously, the day before yesterday was fine, and Sang Jiuchi couldn't just break up just by saying goodbye.

Could it be that the three of them saw that they were about to win, and secretly tripped themselves up?

Zhou Ruoqing frowned in displeasure, but through the phone, his voice became more gentle: "What happened? Did someone tell you something or not? Jiuchi, I told you, you can tell me anything, I am willing to face everything with you."

Sang Jiuchi was putting on his coat. He wore a close-fitting warmer inside, and a white button-down Chinese-style long collared shirt outside.

The bottom of the shirt was not tucked into the trousers, but hung loosely.

Another set of light coffee-colored pants and light-colored sneakers.

Satisfied with the cold and aloof Chinese dress in the mirror, Sang Jiuchi put on his windbreaker and went out.

As he walked, he held the phone and said, "Didn't I say, you are so boring. You can't do anything but comfort me, and I'm tired of you in just a few days. Goodbye, ex-boyfriend."

Sang Jiuchi hung up the phone, hummed a song and walked to the dance studio.

The National Dance Department of the University of Arts is second to none in China. Not only are the teachers the best, but the hardware conditions are also very good.

Sang Jiuchi walked towards the teaching building while kicking the pebbles under his feet.

Kicking and kicking, someone suddenly blocked the way in front of him.

Sang Jiuchi raised his head, and saw Zhou Ruoqing's slightly anxious face.

Zhou Ruoqing seemed to be in a hurry when he arrived, his shirt was wrinkled, and some hair was sticking up.

Today is the weekend, here is a very remote path, and there are no people around.

Zhou Ruoqing was not afraid of being discovered, and dragged Sang Jiuchi to the stone corridor beside him, shaking Sang Jiuchi's shoulder helplessly, "It can't be just because it's boring, why? I'm not reconciled, you have already promised me , why did you go back on your word again?"

Sang Jiuchi stepped back and broke away from Zhou Ruoqing's hand. His eyes were slightly cold, but there was something fragmented deep in his eyes.

Sang Jiuchi took two steps back, his eyes flickering to the side.

After taking a deep breath, he said coldly: "If you don't break up now, are you still waiting for you to humiliate me tonight?"

Zhou Ruoqing was taken aback when he heard this, "What are you talking about?"

Sang Jiuchi smiled wryly, "Zhou Ruoqing, although I'm poor, I'm not cheap. You rich people's game ends here."

Zhou Ruoqing's eyes changed.

Soon, he put away his previous haste, and his eyes gradually turned cold, "When did you know that?"

Sang Jiuchi pursed his lips and remained silent.

Zhou Ruoqing asked again, "The three of them told you?"

Sang Jiuchi still didn't speak.

After not needing to act, Zhou Ruoqing lost all patience.He grabbed Sang Jiuchi's wrist and pushed him against the wall.

Suddenly, Sang Jiuchi's expression, which was originally cold and serious, changed.

His eyes were suddenly clouded with mist.

His red and thin lips were slightly opened, and a light mouthful of mist was exhaled from his mouth.

That expression...

It was like being poked at a point suddenly.

Zhou Ruoqing was stunned.

Sang Jiuchi is not short, about 1.8 meters tall.

But because he danced a slender dance, he looked very thin and slender.

And because the back was leaning against the wall, Sang Jiuchi, who was not originally short, looked a little shorter.

Zhou Ruoqing grabbed Sang Jiuchi's wrist with one hand, and supported the wall with the other.

He lowered his head and looked down at Sang Jiuchi, watching a different kind of love gradually appear on his always lonely and arrogant face.

The slender peach blossom eyes suddenly became charming, and even the cold-looking mouth became hot.

Zhou Ruoqing has always looked down on Sang Jiuchi.

In Zhou Ruoqing's eyes, Sang Jiuchi was just a bamboo pole.

Not only thin but also long, holding her in my arms is useless for nothing but flesh.

His favorite is Lin Fu, with a soft body, petite and cute, just right for being chubby in his arms.

But now when he saw Sang Jiuchi's never-before-seen expression, he suddenly became short of breath, and even had an unspeakable scream coming out of his body.

Zhou Ruoqing knew that it was desire.

Zhou Ruoqing was taken aback by his own reaction.

He actually desires this boy he hates just because of a simple expression?

Zhou Ruoqing shook Sang Jiuchi's hand, and took two steps back in disgust.

This is impossible, how could he have desire for this kind of bamboo pole, the only thing he likes is the chubby and cute Lin Xu.

Zhou Ruoqing looked at Sang Jiuchi in a panic, his eyes were full of surprise.

Sang Jiuchi leaned against the wall and took two deep breaths, speaking indifferently and distantly as if the two were just strangers, "Don't come to me in the future."

Saying that, Sang Jiuchi left without looking back, leaving only Zhou Ruoqing in a daze.

Zhou Ruoqing stood under the corridor for another 5 minutes before finally suppressing the winking Sang Jiuchi in his mind.

He looked at the direction in which Sang Jiuchi was leaving, and the words he said just now that he wanted to break up sounded.

For some reason, there suddenly seemed to be less lumps in the chest cavity.

Zhou Ruoqing rubbed her face irritably, when her hand was close to the tip of her nose, she suddenly smelled a fragrant smell in her nose.

The smell was nothing at first, but when you smell it carefully, it is lingering and can't go away at all, instead it becomes stronger and stronger.

Zhou Ruoqing looked at his hand with a silly expression.

The smelling hand was the one he held Sang Jiuchi just now.

Then the smell on the hand is also from Sang Jiuchi?

In my mind, the appearance of Sang Jiuchi once again appeared.

He controlled himself not to think about Sang Jiuchi, but his body couldn't help but put his hand under his nose to sniff again.

This time, the taste was even stronger than before.

Sweet, seductive, with the temptation of poppies, and sweet like red apples.

With the first time, there will be a second time, and the taste is getting sweeter and sweeter, so sweet that he can't stop it.

Zhou Ruoqing watched the direction of Sang Jiuchi's departure, and while smelling the fragrance of his fingertips, he left silently.

On the other side, F001 is actively reporting the tension: [Master Host, Zhou Ruoqing's love for you has reached 50!The regret value has reached 0!What the hell did you do? 】

Sang Jiuchi: [I used the charm skill to hypnotize him, his hands should smell sweet now. 】

After F001: [What smell? 】

Sang Jiuchi: [The smell of pheromone emitted by the female worm in estrus.I charmed him twice, once to change his sense of smell, and once to make him smell pheromones all the time. 】

F001 swallowed.

The reason why the interstellar plane Zerg can reproduce in large numbers is nothing more than crazy mating.And what drives them to mate crazily is the estrus pheromone that the female worm overflows all the time.

That smell can strongly stimulate male insects, making them reproduce tirelessly.

To male worms, the taste is like an addictive poppy, once you eat it, you can never quit.

Addictive.

They will go crazy for the mother worm.

Unless it's the female worm's own upright pheromone, as long as the pheromone is turned on, the male worm will continue to reproduce tirelessly until the moment of exhaustion.

And now, the host actually used this kind of thing on Zhou Ruoqing?

F001 could almost imagine Zhou Ruoqing's miserable ending in the future.

I want Sang Jiuchi, but I can't ask for it.

That feeling of scratching his heart and lungs haunted him every day, getting stronger every day.

The pain will only continue to increase, and it is miserable to think about it.