Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Now, Jia Li is a lot like Jian Zang.

Tang Yu said this, "Actually, you are quite similar to him."

The air is still.

Ordinary people would definitely be angry, but Jia Li was different.Jia Li grabbed Tang Yu's shoulder, very happy: "What are you talking about, I have similarities with Jian Zang?"

"Mom, that's just awesome" look.What Tang Yu said to him just now seemed like a huge compliment.

Tang Yu: "..."

Later, Tang Yu never thought that because of his own words, Jia Li would be happy in his dreams that night.

Laughing out loud from time to time in the middle of the night made Tang Yu a little sleepless.

He suddenly heard his laughter, with a slightly terrifying atmosphere.

If it wasn't for him being a real fanatic and a straight guy, Tang Yu would have felt that he probably had some abnormal feelings for Jian Zang.

Waking up early in the morning, Tang Yu finally stopped seeing Bai Sang at the door.But I still haven't changed my habit. When I pass by the basketball court and walk to the studio, I take a look at the basketball court.

Tang Yu instinctively wanted to step towards the basketball court.

Jia Li grabbed his back collar and stopped him: "It's not good for us to be late later."

The second after he said this, Jia Li smelt the smell of breakfast from the school cafeteria, and he gave in.

Tang Yu is not walking to the studio alone.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" Jia Li asked him many times.

Tang Yu shook his head.

Know that teachers always come before them.In the past, Tang Yu was also very punctual.Because it is not too early or too late, the teacher will not pay attention to it.

This time he came early, in order to return the clothes to Jian Zang before the other students came.

The feeling that Tang Yu was the first to walk into the studio was very different.

What catches the eye is Jian Zang, who is painting at the window, with a quiet and beautiful appearance.

Tang Yu's feeling at this time was almost the same as Jia Li's description.

Moshang is like jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world...

The movement at the door seemed to disturb him, so he stopped drawing and looked over.

Tang Yudun felt very sorry, "I'm sorry."

The hand holding the bag tightened, and she walked over quickly, Tang Yu's voice was a little soft: "Your clothes are finished."

Jane hid herself, took the bag, and a faint fragrance slowly overflowed from it.

Cursing his lips, Jian Zang was a little disappointed: "It's better not to wash."

He spoke in a low voice, and seeing Jian Zang's paintings at such a close distance, Tang Yu was a little absent-minded.He didn't quite hear what Jian Zang was saying, and instinctively let out a "hmm".

Jian Zang smiled: "Nothing."

Tang Yu frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Curiosity is raised, what to do.

He could clearly hear it, but because of his distraction, he didn't hear it.

It is really annoying to not want to know about the obsessive-compulsive disorder in this area.

"Thank you, let it have the honor of being worn by you once." Tang Yu didn't know how to answer Jian Zang's words.

Secret thought: If Jian Zang could only draw pictures, but not so good at talking, it would be perfect.

Tang Yu stood there, at a loss.

Jian Zang wanted to chat again, but the classmates walked in one after another, interrupting their conversation.

Tang Yu walked to the corner silently.

"Hello teacher."

"Hello, Teacher Jane."

"Hello, Teacher Jianzang."

Jian Zang nodded, and from the corner of the eye he looked at Tang Yu, who was indifferent to him, feeling a little frustrated.

During class, Jian Zang walked to the corner.Evaluate each student's painting, there are praises and criticisms, and respect the facts.

This time, Teacher Jian's words were a little gentle, making the evaluation scene less cruel.

Then, he walked towards the final destination of this stepping down.

Slowly, Jian Zang walked towards Tang Yu who was serious about painting, and stopped beside him.