I thought I was a green tea jerk

The engine of the modified motorcycle is very loud. This kind of transportation with the label of wildness and freedom always makes people unconsciously think of the joy and excitement of traveling at high speed in the traffic flow.

The car is cool, but the guy is very hip. Si Chong is different from other wild boys. He abruptly uses the modified motorcycle as a small electric donkey for the neighbor's house to go to the market. It is really stable and slow.

Lu Qingzhou didn’t realize the feeling of speeding, instead, his face was covered with exhaust fumes along the way. The big truck next door, full of goods, disliked the small motorcycle blocking the way, and honked the horn impatiently. The sound beat the eardrums. Shocked, he lifted the helmet's lens and looked at the back of Si Chong's head with black lines all over his face.

"Will your motorcycle explode automatically if it exceeds a hundred yards?"

"What?" Si Chong shouted, "The road is too noisy to hear."

Lu Qingzhou moved closer to Si Chong's ear and raised his voice: "Drive faster!"

This time Si Chong heard it, he chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Compared to being afraid, Lu Qingzhou would rather breathe less carbon monoxide with dust.

"I'm hungry."

This kind of noisy environment is obviously not suitable for chatting, what is needed is to be concise and the other party has no words to refute.

Si Chong smiled, stretched his hand back, and snapped off the windshield of Lu Qingzhou's helmet with a click: "Cover it."

There was a roar to the engine, and the speed of the car increased instantly. Lu Qingzhou swallowed a gasp into his throat abruptly, and the surrounding things retreated rapidly as if at double speed. Lu Qingzhou subconsciously grabbed Si Chong's waist, turned his head to look , The big truck that was dissatisfied with the horn just now has been left far away.The headlights were a little dark with dust, and looked like they were rolling their eyes at them.

10 minutes later, a quiet street corner.

The black motorcycle stopped slowly on the side of the road, and Si Chong stepped on the ground with one foot. He didn't rush to take off the goggles on his eyes, but turned his head and took off the helmet for Lu Qingzhou.

"Thank you," Lu Qingzhou straightened her tousled hair, and when she looked up, she found Si Chongzheng looking at him curiously.

Lu Qingzhou didn't know why, so he blinked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"You seem to be quite used to it," Si Chong smiled: "Many people are frightened when they ride such a fast car for the first time."

When Lu Qingzhou lowered his head, he saw Si Chong holding a pack of tissues in his hand, obviously for him.

"I still have tissues with me," Lu Qingzhou tilted his head slightly: "Can I understand that you often carry people?"

Si Chong hung the helmet on the handle, and when he heard this, he curled his lips into a smile: "Want to know?"

Lu Qingzhou didn't say anything, since he wasn't the one who should care anyway, it didn't matter how many people Si Chong had hugged his waist.

Just a little sympathy for Ji Hanyang.

The predestined person is an N hand.It's a big loss.

"Originally, this position was intended to be reserved for future girlfriends." Si Chong patted the fuselage, and glanced at Lu Qingzhou thoughtfully.

Lu Qingzhou was still thinking about something, when he suddenly heard Si Chong talking to himself, he said blankly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Si Chong smiled, "Don't worry, the concert hall is looking for someone to ask for tissues. I don't have people in the back seat. You are the first." Xiaodian: "Here."

Lu Qingzhou looked up, only to find that the small house on the corner of the street turned out to be a noodle shop.

"Looking at the small place, the things are well made and clean," Si Chong glanced at Lu Qingzhou's expression: "Or are you more used to eating Michelin, or invite a private chef to cook at home?"

"I'm not that delicate." Lu Qingzhou stepped into the store with lowered eyes, as Si Chong said, the place is not big, with simple white walls and wooden tables, but it is really clean.

"Hey, are you here?" A young woman was clearing the table, when she saw Si Chong coming in, she hurriedly smiled and said hello: "Would you like noodles?"

"En," Si Chong pointed to Lu Qingzhou: "Bring your classmates to try it."

"Okay, I'll ask mom to add more ingredients." The woman took the dishes and went to the back kitchen.

"Sit casually, there's no one here," Si Chong casually found a table and sat down: "Their house doesn't have a menu, so what to eat and what to eat, if you have any taboos, just let me know in advance."

"No, I can do it." Lu Qingzhou glanced at the kitchen: "Do you know each other?"

"Well, my former neighbor took good care of me when I was a child," Si Chong propped his chin with one hand, and carefully looked at Lu Qingzhou's eyebrows with a pair of dark gray eyes.

Lu Qingzhou was a little surprised: "You were not abroad when you were young?"

Si Chong laughed: "Who told you that I grew up abroad?"

"You're a mixed race, right?" Lu Qingzhou looked at Si Chong's profile, which was obviously darker than the others, and the dark gray pupils that were different from Asians: "If one of my parents is a foreigner, at least they should have the opportunity to go abroad .”

"Unfortunately, you only guessed half right," Si Chong shrugged, "I'm not half a bastard, I'm an eighth bastard. My grandpa is Australian. I'm no different from the original kids in China. When I was young, I lived in alleys It's a big mess."

"..."

The domestically produced original Lu Qingzhou, which has never been in the alleys, feels connoted.

"Here comes the noodles, eat while it's hot." The young woman walked to Si Chong Lu Qingzhou's table with the plate, and when she put down the bowl and raised her head, she happened to see Lu Qingzhou's eyebrows.

"This young man is too good-looking." The woman couldn't help sighing, then turned to look at Si Chong: "I'm going to compare you."

Si Chong smiled: "Our school is a serious school grass! Can you not look good?"

Lu Qingzhou had no expression, looked up at the woman, and said lightly, "Hello."

"Hello, hello," the other party was a little flattered, she smiled: "I won't disturb you for dinner, I'll go to work first, call me if I need anything."

Si Chong pushed the noodle bowl in front of Lu Qingzhou: "Try it."

The noodle soup was mixed with the aroma of stewed pork. The noodles were covered with fried peas and preserved vegetables. Lu Qingzhou pushed aside the chopped green onions and took a sip.

Sometime a green onion leaf was stuck on the chopsticks, Lu Qingzhou flicked the noodle soup to get rid of it, but heard Si Chongdao on the opposite side.

"Don't give me chopped green onion."

Lu Qingzhou was taken aback: "Who told you that I don't eat green onion?"

Si Chong shrugged: "So you eat?"

Don't eat.

But give others what you don’t eat——

While Lu Qingzhou was hesitating, Si Chong had already grabbed his wrist first, and gently licked the green onion off the tip of Lu Qingzhou's chopsticks.

Lu Qingzhou looked at Si Chong's actions in surprise: "Why -"

Si Chong tilted his head slightly, and smiled at him: "What, do you want to change your chopsticks?"

"It's not enough." Lu Qingzhou withdrew his hand, looked down and saw that Si Chong had swapped his noodle bowl with his, and a new bowl of untouched braised pork noodles was pushed to him.

"You eat this, without green onions."

Before Lu Qingzhou had time to refuse, he saw that the other party had already picked up the passive noodle and put it into his mouth.

"I've eaten this."

Si Chong looked up at him, he smiled, swallowed the noodles slowly, and said meaningfully: "We people are not that particular."

Lu Qingzhou gritted her teeth, bowed her head and took a mouthful of noodles.

If you don't pay attention, don't pay attention, what does it matter?

Probably a little anxious to eat, Lu Qingzhou accidentally choked on the soup, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Si Chong handed over a pack of tissues: "Use this."

Lu Qingzhou took the paper towel and wiped his mouth. When he was about to return it, he found a business card stuck under the paper towel.

On the back of the business card, a familiar trademark is printed in bronzing fonts.

Lu Qingzhou raised her eyebrows slightly: "Xingmao?"

"Well, you know?" Si Chong laughed: "So Xueba also chases stars? He even remembers the name of the entertainment company."

Lu Qingzhou didn't answer, but turned the business card to the front and glanced at the name on it.

Du Lianhai, the title is printed as a professional artist manager.

"Du Xianhai is looking for you?" Lu Qingzhou slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise: "He wants to sign you?"

Si Chong nodded: "I happened to meet him when I came out of the concert hall. He said that after hearing my song, he thought I was very suitable, and wanted to sign me into Xingmao."

It was only then that Lu Qingzhou remembered that the Liang Feng invited by this music festival was signed by Xing Mao, so it's no wonder that the manager over there would find Si Chong.He nodded: "Xingmao Music's resources are indeed good, but he didn't say what kind of treatment he will give you?"

"I didn't say it, I just said it depends on my personal development, and then I made a nonsense saying that I will definitely be famous." Si Chong shrugged, not paying much attention.

Lu Qingzhou laughed lightly: "It's all about practicing Tai Chi, either he is not high enough to get the company's top resources, or he just wants to cast a net and catch big fish."

"You seem to know it very well." Si Chong was a little surprised: "You were also sought out?"

Lu Qingzhou's appearance is online, and his appearance is first-class and good. I guess he has encountered many things discovered by scouts before.

"That's right." Lu Qingzhou said vaguely, he looked up at Si Chong: "Are you going to sign Xingmao? Do you plan to make singing a career in the future?"

"I have plans to become a singer in the future, but I don't have to sign Xingmao," Si Chong shrugged, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"If you plan to do this business, you can consider it," Lu Qingzhou played with the business card: "Now that you have signed the contract and graduated in July, you can go directly to the company for training, saving time."

Si Chong blinked and explained: "I still have one year to graduate."

???

"When you check my timetable, don't you take a look at the top of it?" Si Chong laughed and looked at Lu Qingzhou's blank face. He pointed to himself: "I'm only a junior."

Lu Qingzhou was startled, and unexpectedly said: "Are you a junior?"

Si Chong directly took out his student ID card from his pocket and handed it to Lu Qingzhou: "I enrolled three years ago, take a look."

Lu Qingzhou lowered his eyes and took a look, it was true.

Lu Qingzhou has always defaulted that Si Chong is a senior just like him. He is a medical student with a five-year schooling period, and Si Chong is a music student. It stands to reason that he should be graduating this summer.

Lu Qingzhou glanced at his age by the way, and was even more surprised: "Are you only nineteen?"

Si Chong nodded: "I went to school early."

Lu Qingzhou frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt rising in his heart, did he mean that he was spoiling the children?

Si Chong propped his chin to observe his expression. After an unknown amount of time, Si Chong smiled and called out in a polite manner: "Hello, senior."

Lu Qingzhou: "..." I can't bear it.

Lu Qingzhou frowned slightly and looked at this guy's fleshy body that couldn't be covered by his clothes.

This doesn't look like 19 years old. It's really different if one-eighth is mixed with the original domestic one, right?

"So Ji Hanyang is the same age as you?"

"He's three months younger than me."

"Oh." Sure enough, it takes years to be serious.

"You mentioned Ji Hanyang many times today," Si Chong frowned slightly: "Do you care about him?"

As the protagonist, he is of course concerned.

Lu Qingzhou was silent for two seconds, then smiled: "Don't you care?"

"How to say?"

"How can you help him get ahead if you don't care?"

Si Chong was taken aback for a moment, then understood: "Did you see it?"

Lu Qingzhou was noncommittal.

Si Chongchang sighed: "I said why you keep mentioning him today, so it's because of this."

"Sorry, I scared you." Si Chong smacked his lips and explained: "I saw that scumbag today and couldn't help being a little bit hot. I don't usually do that."

"It's okay," Lu Qingzhou shrugged: "So, that man is Ji Hanyang's current boyfriend?"

"If you call dating a relationship that only goes to the hotel and cheats every now and then is called dating, then that person can indeed be regarded as Ji Hanyang's boyfriend."

Lu Qingzhou couldn't help curling her lips, her sour tone, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Sure enough.

"Then will they break up?" Lu Qingzhou blinked: "After all, what happened today."

Si Chong shrugged: "I also asked Ji Hanyang about this. I bet 100 yuan that they won't be able to share it. Do you know what he said?"

"How to say?"

"He bet five hundred, and I'm right."

Lu Qingzhou: "..."

It seems that there is still a long way to go for the two of them, Lu Qingzhou pretended to sigh: "It's a pity."

Si Chong raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Qingzhou meaningfully.

"I'm a little curious," Si Chong squinted his eyes, and looked at Lu Qingzhou with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you a pity that the scumbag was not struck by lightning, or is it a pity that Ji Hanyang is not single?"

Lu Qingzhou shrugged, with a pure face: "Is there any difference between the two?"

"The difference is huge."

Si Chong stood up, put his hands on both sides of the table, and looked down at Lu Qingzhou condescendingly, his dark gray eyes imprinted Lu Qingzhou's figure.

Si Chong smiled: "I am actually quite small-minded."

Lu Qingzhou doesn't know, so why is this person jealous of him?Something wrong?

"Don't worry," Lu Qingzhou didn't smile, he put his chin on one hand, raised his head to meet Si Chong's gaze: "I will always watch, only you."

Si Chong was taken aback for a moment, his heart beating uncontrollably a few times.

He said that if Lu Qingzhou doesn't want to laugh, he can not force it, but he didn't expect that Lu Qingzhou, who looked at him seriously with a cold face, would be more seductive than before, looking at his face in those clear and cold eyes , Si Chong is more serious than before.

The heartbeat is uncontrollable.

In case the atmosphere was a bit weird, Si Chong's eyes gradually darkened, and he stared at Lu Qingzhou's face silently. After a while, he straightened up, and his tone was so calm that he said coldly: "Have you finished eating?"

"All right."

"Let's go then."

The female boss stayed in the back kitchen and did not come out, and Si Chong didn't call for anyone. She scanned the QR code on the counter and lost a hundred at random, then left the store.

It was close to three o'clock at this time, Lu Qingzhou saw that Si Chong was not walking in the direction of the locomotive, and wondered: "Where are you going?"

"Take a walk and digest food by the way."

Si Chong looked sideways, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Come?"

Lu Qingzhou is fine this afternoon, since he and Si Chong have come out, it's okay to go shopping together.Besides, he was not familiar with the place around here, and he couldn't see a taxi as far as he could see, so it would probably be troublesome to get there.

"The bus back to school runs every half an hour, and it's not easy to take a taxi." Si Chong glanced at Lu Qingzhou: "I don't plan to take you to the platform either."

Lu Qingzhou: "..."

"I really wanted to go for a walk at first," Lu Qingzhou said with a cold face, "now I really want to beat you."

"Then let's go," Si Chong said with a smile, "I'll go buy you something that's convenient for you."

Not far ahead is a school, the basketball court inside has just been refurbished, and a few boys are playing basketball here and there.

Si Chong pushed Tui Lu Qingzhou's arm and pointed to the basketball court: "Can you play?"

"I took a basketball class in my sophomore year," Lu Qingzhou paused at this point: "The level is limited to passing the final exam."

Si Chong is used to boys bragging about themselves together, this is the first time he heard such a straightforward answer.

Si Chong couldn't help laughing: "Even if you say that you lost your place in the national team, I won't dismantle you."

Lu Qingzhou turned her head to look at him: "Is there any point in bragging in front of you that I can play basketball?"

Si Chong: "..."

It seems... not really.

Si Chong raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Who would you brag about yourself in front of?"

Lu Qingzhou lowered his eyes, and really thought about it seriously. At a certain moment, his eyes lit up, as if he had an answer.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Sorry, take a call."

Lu Qingzhou pressed the dial button, turned her body slightly: "well, I'm not at school now."

Si Chong quietly looked at the skin of the neck exposed in front of his eyes, the black hair complemented the man's complexion better than snow, Si Chong's consciousness was a little far away.

"I'll go back later."

"It's okay, I've already eaten.

"With whom, is it—" Lu Qingzhou looked back at Si Chong, but he didn't expect that the familiar face was already close at Chi Chi.

Through the mobile phone, Lu Qingzhou felt a strange breath rushing towards his face, and there was a little warm and wet touch from the fingertips holding the mobile phone. Lu Qingzhou's head buzzed, and it went blank for an instant.

The voice in the earpiece gradually became distant, and finally it was completely inaudible.

At that time, Si Chong had already straightened up, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, smiling at him naturally and calmly.

Lu Qingzhou's heart moved, and he realized it belatedly.

Si Chong just kissed him?

"Do you feel sick?"

Lu Qingzhou blinked in hindsight, as if it was okay.

The fingertips that were kissed were neither painful nor itchy, and the initial wetness disappeared completely.

If I really want to say it, I'm a little wooden, probably because I was scared.

Si Chong curled his lips and nodded meaningfully: "That's good."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously in a good mood: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

-

Su He was sitting in the living room at home when he suddenly heard the sound of motorcycles outside. Almost all of them had private cars in this place, and very few people chose motorcycles for transportation. Su He was curious and couldn't help but take a second look.

But I didn't expect that it was Lu Qingzhou who got out of the car.

"You are this?"

Su He opened the door, and saw his son frowned, raised his hands unnaturally, and approached the house with a troubled face.

"What's wrong with you?" Su He worried, "Did you hurt your hand?"

"No," Lu Qingzhou said with a heavy face, "I was kissed."