heartbeat out of control

Generally, camping is more crowded and lively, Xu Fangjing has strong organizational skills, and as soon as the circle calls, there are almost a dozen men and women who come.They are basically Xiao Le's circle of acquaintances, and most of them are unknown to Yu Xuan.

"Hello, Qi Jun." A thin and handsome man stretched out his hand towards Yu Xuan, walking with a limp.

"Yu Xuan." Yu Xuan went over and shook hands with him.

"Brother Xiao." Qi Jun greeted Xiao Le.

Xiao Le also noticed his walking posture and asked him what happened to his legs.

"It's okay. I slipped and twisted when I got out of the car. How are you doing? Are you okay?" Qi Jun smiled. They are college students of the same major. Although they are both in Chang'an, they haven't seen each other for half a year.

Xiao Le nodded and said it was okay, and several people came over to greet him.

"Now that the light is good, first set up the tent and lay out the sleeping bags. After a while, you won't be able to see it when it gets dark." A man with a crew cut shouted, followed by someone to answer.

Seeing Xiao Le talking, Yu Xuan followed them to get the tent.

Xu Fangjing came to look for Xiao Le with his health-preserving teacup in his arms. In the morning, he received resignation letters from three veteran illustrators in the illustration department.There are only eight painters in the illustration department, and the three strongest ones left, and the rest are either newcomers or interns.

"Did you ask why?" Xiao Le asked.

"It was said that the wages would be doubled, and they would stay collectively." Xu Fangjing didn't type out, unscrewed the lid of the teacup, and put the lid back on the hot tea mouth, "I'm so pissed off..."

Those three illustrators are the most important to him. The company has spent a lot of money over the years to let them participate in various training courses and exchange studies abroad. If there are good projects, they will choose them closely. Hit him with a knife, didn't you slap him in the face?

Originally, after this month, their contracts expired, and their wages would definitely increase when they signed a new contract. Xu Fangjing also planned to let them take project commissions, which far exceeded their double wages.

But now that they threatened like this, the nature changed.

Xu Fangjing sighed: "Actually, it's also my fault. I haven't had time to tell them about the new contract because I've been busy recently. Also, I mentioned it in front of them, saying that I can catch up with them in a month with just two pictures on the ep's illustration list. The income probably made them jealous, so what should I do now? Keep it?"

"Can one ep be the best for three of them?" Xiao Le asked thoughtfully.

Xu Fangjing: "Certainly not now, but not in the long run. Ep has a unique style of painting and is good at various styles. His serial comics on the Internet are also very popular, with their own traffic. I was also planning to create a comic IP for our company. If I can recruit Ep, I will wake up laughing when I sleep, but the key is that people have no intention of recruiting, they are willing to be a wild king of the mountain."

Yu Xuan came over with the divided tent, and seeing Xu Fangjing's frowning face, he asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

As soon as Xu Fangjing saw Yu Xuan, he wanted to tease him, hooked his shoulder and smirked: "Just now I was discussing with your brother about sharing the tent. I thought he would definitely sleep with you, but he said he wanted to sleep with Tang Yuan, otherwise you will sleep with Tang Yuan today. How about spending the night with Brother Xu? Brother Xu's quilt is also very warm."

"Okay, I'll help him set up the tent first." Yu Xuan didn't doubt it, with a smile on his face, but he was not so happy in his heart, and even a little blocked...

This little depression, if I have a choice, I don't want him...

"Hurry up." Xu Fangjing was in a good mood when he saw the person pull his face down, and walked towards Tang Yu'an and the others with a smile.

Yu Xuan carried the tent bag to choose a location with Xiao Le, walked around and Xiao Le chose a slightly flat place, a little far away from other people's tents.Xiao Le sleeps lightly and is afraid of noise.

"Can you take it?" Yu Xuan helped to open the tent bag, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Ah."

Yu Xuan helped spread out the floor mats and the inner tent, straightened the tent poles one by one, and stretched them out in a cross structure through the pipes of the inner tent.

Xiao Le squatted in a corner of the tent and hammered nails into the ground. The angry Yu Xuan glanced at him, and said slightly, "Come and help me."

Yu Xuan walked over with his head drooping, and asked, "Where to help?"

"A little further down."

Yu Xuan followed suit, but it was obvious that he was not in a high mood.

"What are you upset about?" Xiao Le fixed the tent pegs, and tried to see if they were secure.

"I'm not happy." Yu Xuan didn't admit it, but it was clearly written on his face that I was very upset. He was different from Xiao Le, his emotions were all written on his face, and anyone could see it.

After the inner tent was set up and the outer tent was set up, neither of them spoke, only the rustling of the canvas and the snapping of snap buttons.

"Brother Xiao, can you help me set up a tent?" Qi Jun limped and walked towards them, looking weak.

Xiao Le said yes, the tent here has almost been set up, and the only thing left is to inflate the moisture-proof mat.

Yu Xuan took the manual pump, pretending to be relaxed and generous, and said, "Go and help him."

Xiao Le then followed Qi Jun.

really go...

"Who is that Qi Jun?" Yu Xuan couldn't help asking Xu Fangjing. Xu Fangjing was sitting on a stone by the river looking at his mobile phone, with a slender fishing rod stuck beside him.

"Don't disturb my thoughts, I'm busy with business." Xu Fangjing didn't have time to talk to him, he was thinking hard about how to write an offer that would make the artist Ep's heart flutter.

Yu Xuan glanced at Xu Fangjing's phone screen, and said casually, "I have Ep's phone number, do you want it?"

Xu Fangjing didn't believe it, he brushed his hair from front to back and continued typing: "Why do you have his phone number?"

Yu Xuan shrugged: "We are painting friends."

Xu Fangjing didn't believe a single strand of his hair: "As long as you're half-baked, why should he be your painting friend..."

Yu Xuan threw a stone into the river impatiently, and Xu Fangjing slapped him on the back unceremoniously, "Oh, you dead boy, I was scared away by you, Qi Jun likes your brother, look You're not happy after talking about it, and you're just making trouble for me, while you're having fun..."

Qi Jun was very nervous when he saw Xiao Le's evasive eyes, Yu Xuan could see it, he asked Xiao Le if he knew, Xu Fangjing said he knew, Qi Jun had confessed his love, but was rejected, and later became friends.

They are classmates of the same major. Qi Jun’s family background was not very good when he was in college. When he was a freshman, a teacher satirized in front of everyone, “Overseas, rich people study design. In China, it’s just the opposite. Some students can’t even afford painting materials and come to study design.” .

At that time, Qi Jun was the only one in the class who couldn't afford painting materials. Xiao Le gave him a new set when he found out.In the future, I will call Qi Jun for any wall painting and design work I take on, which is actually a kind of help in disguise.

Yu Xuan calculated how long they had known each other, "I've been in love for ten years, it's really long... But if I haven't caught up with them in ten years, there must be no chance. What about Tang Yu'an?"

Xu Fangjing put on a long story, stroked his non-existent beard, and deliberately made trouble: "The two of them have known each other for ten years. The two heroes of Chang'an Art Department, XT can have today, they are indispensable , X is Xiao Le, and T is Tang Yu'an, do you understand?"

Yu Xuan didn't understand, and said sourly: "What is ten years, I have known him since I was born."

A full 20 years, longer than them.

Xu Fangjing sniffed the air exaggeratedly, "Why do I smell a sour smell?"

Yu Xuan could hear Xu Fangjing's teasing, he was saying that he was jealous, but he didn't deny it, his heart was indeed a little sour.

Especially when he returned to the camp and saw the harmonious scene of Qi Jun helping Xiao Le twist the bottle cap and handing him water, the sour taste became even stronger.

Well, it’s not a little bit, it’s the old vinegar jar that has been knocked over, and it can be smelled for miles.

In the evening, the orange sunset dyed half of the sky red, and layers of fiery clouds covered the sky, which was breathtakingly beautiful. After leaving Qi Jun, Tang Yu'an and Xiao Le chatted under the beautiful sunset.

Are they really going to sleep together at night?

Yu Xuan squatted by the river and threw stones into the river sullenly, wondering whether Xiao Le would change his mind if he was injured now.Looking at the old scars on his arm, they were all healed, not even a mark left, it was Xiao Le who rubbed the medicine on him too often.

As the stones fell, ripples appeared on the surface of the river, just like his heart that could not calm down and gradually became irritable.

How come Xiao Le has so many rotten peach blossoms, it's so annoying...

At this time, his phone vibrated with a "buzz", and BlueDay sent a new update.

【BlueDay: I want to know what it feels like to kiss under the stars, will it smell like the moon...】

kiss?Who does he want to kiss!

Before Yu Xuan had time to think, the phone rang, and the caller showed "The Tsundere Little Princess is the biggest".

"Brother." It has become a conditioned habit for Yu Xuan to answer Xiao Le's phone call and reply to messages in seconds.

"Come back." Said the other side.

"What are you doing?" Yu Xuan stood up and walked back almost as soon as he heard the order. After squatting for a long time, his feet felt a little numb. As soon as he slowed down, he heard the person opposite ask, "Where is the Band-Aid?" ?”

Yu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he was suddenly nervous: "Are you injured?"

"Ah."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back." Yu Xuan ran up the mountain.

He didn't know if Xiao Le was nervous when he was injured, but he was very nervous when Xiao Le was injured.

"How did you get hurt?" Yu Xuan panted heavily because he was running too fast uphill just now, and quickly dug out hydrogen peroxide and band-aids from his backpack.

"It's time to move things." Xiao Le sat at the door of the tent and watched the basketball game broadcast. He only wore one earphone and the volume was turned down. His injured hand rested on his knee.

Yu Xuan knelt down beside him, grabbed his hand and examined it carefully, but couldn't find the wound, "Where is the injury?"

Xiao Le turned the back of his hand over, raised his index finger slightly, revealing a slender red scratch on the inside between his fingers...

"..." Yu Xuan felt that he had been tricked. With such an injury, he was embarrassed to call it a wound. Fortunately, he ran faster than a rabbit just now, and his heart almost ran out.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Xuan pretended to spray him with hydrogen peroxide.

"En." Xiao Le replied without changing his face. In fact, there must be no pain, but when he just watched people running towards him on the mountain, that strange sense of satisfaction appeared again.

A small wound can heal a man.