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In the dormitory, Wen Mingche was busy chatting with his little girlfriend, when he heard Lin Lian's words, he didn't react for a while, the phone almost fell to the ground: "What? Brother Lian, what are you talking about?"

"Let me tell you, is that Jiang Cun out of his mind?" Lin Lian snapped the tab of the soda, feeling extremely annoyed. How can I chase girls in the future?"

"You two can be together. Really, let us who are not handsome have a way to survive. If you leave the group, I promise to hang a big banner for you in the teaching building, I'm serious."

"Che, are you sick?"

An ordinary life is as tasteless as plain boiled water. In this boring place, something is always needed to add some fun.

This is Lin Lian's first-hand experience of what gossip and rumors are. Not long after the start of school, he became popular in the grades. According to this trend, it is estimated that the whole school will know that he is a gay in a few days.He felt that Jiang Cun might be really sick, so since the clinic incident, he gave himself strawberry-flavored soda every day, three bottles a day, and even delivered it to his class to put on his desk.

Is this something a normal guy would do to another guy?

Even if you feel sorry, can you not compensate others in such a ridiculous way?

The original words given to him by the same table are as follows: "Someone ran into the two of you when you went to the clinic for an injection, and someone saw your photo in WeChat Moments. Everyone thinks that you have cooked rice. Otherwise, why would you Bring you water every day? It seems that there are even your fanarts, see?"

Lin Lian even wanted to kill himself with a machine gun "chug chug".

It's over, I guess I can't wash off the label of gay in three years of high school.

Jiang Cun was also at a loss when he entered the classroom. He didn't understand why the whole class looked at him in unison, even with a little ambiguity in their eyes.The class fell silent for a second and then began buzzing and whispering, much to his embarrassment.

As an art student, I was directly assigned to the last row. The desk and cabinet next to me was full of papers but there was no one there.

He hated this kind of atmosphere, he would rather be an invisible person in the class than be noticed by everyone like this, especially the attention with impure motives.

Laughing at himself, he opened the math exercise book. Before Jiang Cun read a few lines of questions, Lin Lian appeared at the front door of the classroom.

If this is an animation, then when your Brother Lian appears on stage, it should be accompanied by fluttering petals and Marysu's invincible filter, and then give a close-up of the face.And it just so happened that someone's cell phone rang, Lin Lian strode into the classroom, stepping on the rhythm of each step, becoming a man with his own bgm.

Awesome, Brother Lian!

He clasped his fingers on Jiang Cun's table, looked down at Jiang Cun who was sitting there, and said arrogantly, "Come out, please."

After a moment of sluggishness, the classroom began to "wow" tacitly, and the assists pushed the atmosphere to a climax!

Jiang Cun nodded. When he got up, he was a little unsteady, and his forehead hit Lin Lian's chin. Both of them almost fell down.

First of all, Wen Mingche's eccentric "Hao Ji" took the lead in booing, and then the class completely exploded——

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the newcomer is amazing!"

"Fucking Brother Lian, you guys are serious, aren't you?"

"This is the source of my happiness today and hahahahaha!"

There was overwhelming laughter in the classroom. Lin Lian was still smiling, but now his face was completely black, and he clutched his chin and wanted to throw Jiang Cun off the teaching building: "Are you mentally handicapped?"

Jiang Cun pursed his lips, lowered his head, and shook his head lightly. His long eyelashes blocked his eyes, and Lin Lian couldn't see the gaze in his eyes clearly.

"Come out with me, and you will take off my legs if you mess around again."

Jiang Cun nodded obediently, and Lin Lian even suspected that he was transformed from a paramecium. He was dumb and stupid, and his thinking would never be on the channel of the earthlings.

"Now the whole grade is saying that we are gay, you understand?"

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"So don't bring me water in the future, do you hear me?"

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"Can you speak a word? Are you fucking dumb?"

Jiang Cun clicked... Jiang Cun said "um", then raised his head, stared at Lin Lian carefully for a few seconds, and said weakly: "Well... I want to ask who you are, you were the one who fought near the clinic before That person?"

Seeing that Lin Lian's expression darkened again, the impatience in his eyes could almost materialize, Jiang Cun hurriedly explained: "I'm a little face blind, I didn't mean it, I really don't know who you are."

Negotiations failed.

It turns out that the IQ of the other negotiating party has never been online at all! ?

I've been delivering water to Lao Tzu for a week and still can't recognize who I am?Are you really stupid or fake mentally retarded?

Lin Lian had a complicated expression, leaning on the railing in the corridor, he wanted to pull Jiang Cun to jump off.

"Hahahahahaha Brother Lian is awesome!" Lin Lian returned to the dormitory after self-study next night, and told Wen Mingche what happened, and he almost burst out laughing while holding the instant noodles, "So then? Tell me quickly, Saying it makes me happy!"

"Later I was brainwashed by him. He said that he didn't like the girls who came to chase him every day, so he wanted to get rid of them. I also hated the person who stuffed things into my desk all the time. We reached an agreement. Use rumors to coexist peacefully."

Wen Mingche put down the noodle bowl, took out a book from under the pillow, and threw it to Lin Lian with the red and green cartoon cover and rainbow-colored artistic words: "Have you read "The Cruel President's Contract Lover", say It’s people like you, I think you will be a real couple sooner or later, not to mention his sexual orientation, you are not straight, you can’t tell when you will become a five-medium-sized wrench.”

Holding the book, Lin Lian suddenly felt that the current situation was extremely serious: "What the hell..."

Next is Wen Mingche's personal performance time.

"Brother Lian, don't believe me, let me perform it for you.

"He is the cold as frost CEO! She is the daughter of common people!

"For the future of the family, she has to sign a contract and become the president's woman!

"Even... Oh shit, brother Lian, don't slap your face! Glasses! My glasses!"

Before Wen Mingche finished his performance, Lin Lian couldn't listen anymore, he threw the book in his face, turned over and covered himself with the quilt, and went to sleep: "Don't beep, we just don't interfere with the river, do you understand the peaceful coexistence? "

"Hey, that's what the heroine said at the beginning...don't set a flag..."

Lin Lian kicked his legs onto the bed, and the bedroom was instantly quiet.

Lin Lian deliberately avoided Jiang Cun, this small splash couldn't cause any big waves, and everyone began to discuss other things in the school in a hurry.In fact, some girls in the school are more concerned about whether there are gay scandals for them to entertain than dating. .

Lin Lian almost forgot about Jiang Cun, and when he happened to see his shadow in physical education class, he was startled again, and dropped the mineral water in his hand: "Wen Mingche, Jiang Cun also has a physical education class with us? "

Wen Mingche wiped his sweat with the basketball in his arms, squinted his eyes and said, "I can't see clearly without glasses, but Jiang Cun transferred to our class. The schedule for this semester has not changed..."

After being divided into subjects, Lin Lian selected essays, and went from class two to class one of the liberal arts top class.Wen Mingche was still the monitor of the top science class, but now he and Lin Lian became classmates.

"NO.18! Lin Lian! Come here and get ready to run!"

The PE teacher's loud voice interrupted the conversation between the two of them. He walked handsomely to the running field, ignoring Wen Mingche who was hesitant to speak: "Look at you brother Lian showing off to you."

He was doing preparatory activities, looked around the playground casually, and found that Jiang Cun was sitting on the steps looking at him, and the two people's eyes met for a second.

Damn, what luck?

It seems that Jiang Cun has been watching him for a long time?

And when Lin Lian finished running, Jiang Cun's words almost petrified him instantly.

Jiang Cun, like those girls who pursued him generously in the past, handed over a bottle of drink—still strawberry-flavored soda, and said amazingly: "Student, I think you are beautiful, I want to ask you to be my studio model ,Do you want to?"

It's even more ridiculous than the lines in third-rate Mary Su novels.

Lin Lian was struck by the thunder and was so scorched——Emotional Jiang Cun doesn't remember what he looks like at all, and wants me to be his model?With his tenth-level handicapped communication function, he even took the initiative to talk to someone?

Except for the sentence "I think you look good", Lin Lian is selectively deaf in other words.

If the playground is replaced by a church, and the sportswear is replaced by a suit, Jiang Cun's sincere eyes and his gentle "Would you like it" can become a wedding scene!What about the ring, ah, the ring, the strawberry-flavored soda ring!

If you reply with "I do", it will be a ghost.

Wen Mingche and a group of classmates sat on the edge of the rostrum, their long legs were dangling, their faces were full of playful smiles, and they even gave a thumbs up: "Brother Lian is doing well!"

Lin Lian put on a mentally retarded expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Didn't I tell you that you should not associate with me?"

In fact, Lin Lian is smart, but how can he think so much—you want to stay away from Jiang Cun, and you want to use Jiang Cun's cover to stay away from girls, how can you do such a contradictory thing?

Jiang Cun lowered his head, meditated very seriously for a while, then raised his head with a serious expression.

"Uh, sorry, who are you?"

"Lin Lian."

The air pressure around your brother Lian has been low enough to freeze popsicles, but Jiang Cun didn't notice it at all, staring down at the plastic track: "Please, brother Lian, I will do whatever you want me to do."

There are countless people who usually call him Brother Lian, but when Jiang Cun said these two words, he just felt different.

At that moment, Lin Lian suddenly felt that Jiang Cun's love for art might be at the level of the so-called mesmerizing.It is said that he dares to do anything for the sake of painting. Once he finds the feeling, he can not come to class for several days. Sleeping and eating are all in the second place. He is not sociable, and he can have the cheek to strike up a conversation with people.

"Oh, then I promise you."

First things first, Lin Lian didn't want to pour cold water on him because he saw his love for painting, not because of Jiang Cun's lowered "Brother Lian".

"But I have a condition." He unscrewed the cap of the soda bottle and took a sip, the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling like a treacherous old fox, "Let me kiss you, dare you?"

I'm usually used to joking with my friends, and I blurted out "Let me kiss you", before realizing that there was something wrong, Jiang Cun agreed as if he was selectively deaf.

"Okay! It's a deal!" Jiang Cun's eyes lit up, and he hugged Lin Lian tightly. His body stiffened all of a sudden, and he deeply regretted the ghostly conditions he proposed—why did you do it yourself? Hit it at the muzzle!

But at the moment of being hugged, his mind was empty, he only heard the wind blowing around, felt the sweat still slipping from his forehead, the sweaty hair sticking to his skin, just running The accelerated heartbeat and steaming body after the step, as well as Jiang Cun's white, slightly see-through T-shirt and cold fingers.

--ah?What's the matter?Lin Lian, do you have strawberry soda in your head?

Forget it, right, it’s the performance art of a person who is obsessed with art, anyway, art lovers have to be a little sick, right?

He looked up, Wen Mingche was still looking at himself with a smile, and he was very bad -loving and mouth -like -"powerful".

Lin Lian felt that he might be finished, that he might really like Jiang Cun.

Temperament is a very mysterious thing, no matter whether a person is handsome or not, and whether he has a good figure, as long as he does something seriously, the temperament exuded by him can make people unable to move their eyes away.

When Lin Lian was in junior high school, Wen Mingche said that there was a certain girl in their class who was not stunning in appearance, but when she sat in front of the piano and played, her spine was straight and her expression was focused. Few in the class liked piano music, but Appreciate it wholeheartedly - that is temperament.

Lin Lian didn't believe it at the time. He said that he could be so serious if he was given a computer to play games. It can be seen that when Jiang Cun was painting, he suddenly remembered what Wen Mingche told him, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was holding The person with the pencil is so good-looking that you can't bear to blink.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of being a model, Lin Lianke looked at Jiang Cun vigorously. If he wasn't so close, he could count how many eyelashes he had.Chinese has always been the best subject among all his subjects, but during the time he stared at Jiang Cun, he couldn't find any suitable poems or words to describe him, and those mighty parallel sentences and rhetorical techniques failed , There is only one sentence in my heart that can't be more vulgar - so fucking handsome.

Jiang Cun didn't draw sketches, but he drew very seriously. He didn't make much progress in one afternoon, and he didn't finish painting for several afternoons.In order not to delay his study, Jiang Cun took photos, but Lin Lian somehow insisted on coming to the studio. Sometimes he interjected a few words, and the relationship between the two of them was improved a lot invisibly.

However, as a qualified academic master, the questions Lin Lian asked were not very valuable. Most of them were because he was tired of working on the exercise book on the chair, so he went to harass the little painter.

"I watched them draw on TV, don't they hold the brush like that? Why are you different from them?" Lin Lian walked behind Jiang Cun, pretending to bend down to admire his paintings carefully, but actually secretly observed him quietly. ——From top to bottom, it is almost from the outside to the inside.

There are also many things to observe, such as hair, clothes, and skin that is so white for some reason.

The little painter pulled a piece of waste paper to demonstrate, and he was quite patient: "I seem to have read it in a book before. Both ways of holding the pen are correct. One is suitable for quick line drawing, and the other is for drawing details."

"Oh, that's it..." Someone pretended to understand, and put one hand on Jiang Cun's shoulder, "Is your painting different from the ones on the wall?"

Jiang Cuncai didn't know that Lin Lian actually wanted to pinch his ears, but he felt embarrassed and didn't do it.

Jiang Cun looked along the position where his other hand was raised, suddenly bit his lips, blushed from his cheeks to his ears at a speed visible to the naked eye, then turned his head immediately, and said softly, "You... If you want, I will You can also draw."

Finding that the plot was not unfolding correctly, Lin Lian turned around in surprise, and found that he happened to be pointing at the piece of the nude sketch, and a string of ellipsis floated in his mind...

Are you an artist still naked?

Isn't this art?Art!

Where did you come from, blushing innocent little white rabbit?

"Huh? What did you say?" Lin Lian suddenly smirked, wrapped his arms around Jiang Cun's waist, and whispered in his burning ear, "Little artist, I want you to draw one for me, okay?"

He admitted that he had a brain twitch. Fortunately, there were few people in the studio these days, and no one noticed them when they were sitting sparsely; but he found that Jiang Cun's body suddenly became stiff, and his whole body trembled. The spatula in his left hand fell to the ground, and the white The sneakers were suddenly dyed yellow, which was shocking, and it almost coincided with the color in his brain.

The boys in the class are still sitting on each other's laps every day, so I just hugged him, do I need to react so much?

I don't know if it was the alarm clock or someone called, the mobile phone on my lap started to vibrate - in response to Jiang Cun's trembling moment, he fell magnificently into the bucket beside him.

The screen turned on a few times, but the current situation was very ambiguous, and no one wanted to move first, so the phone happily drank water from the bucket.

Maybe this phone was a fish in its previous life.

When the two players were evenly matched, Jiang Cun broke the embarrassing situation first.

He said softly: "Okay, I'll draw for you. But not now."

Then he picked up the scraper, and Lin Lian noticed that he had been drawing with his left hand.