can i borrow your white paint

Since Fang Hengzhi's right hand is semi-disabled, Cheng Yi is ready to be cheated to death by him.

But surprisingly, this product is not cheating.

It's even pretty awesome, just a little worse than his rating.

But yes, how could it be possible for someone with a handicap to go to Xingyao?

"You can!" Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, removed the lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, "You fake cripple."

"..." Fang Hengzhi closed his eyes, "Your words are really artful."

"That's inevitable." Cheng Yi laughed, and generously gave him a lollipop, "Oh, by the way, why did you come to study art?"

"You don't believe me when I tell you." Fang Heng knew he had no choice but to take the lollipop without taking it apart, "I really like it."

"You don't look like you really like it." Cheng Yi played another game and sent him a team invitation, "You looked like a good student."

"Originally?" Fang Heng nodded knowingly to accept, "Doesn't it look like it now?"

"It's not like." Cheng Yi dragged his tone and said lazily, "You look like a gangster now."

"..." Fang Heng glanced at him, "Do you have the nerve to talk about me?"

"No, it's different." Cheng Yi said, "I was originally a gangster."

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows: "An art bastard?"

"You can understand it that way." The game started, "Choose a support."

"Huh?" Fang Hengzhi was taken aback by his indiscretion, "Why?"

"Because I want the MVP." Someone answered confidently.

Fang Hengzhi: "...OK."

This round was a favorable one, and the villain Fang Hengzhi was manipulating really did his best to protect him, and in the end he didn't die even once.

His assistant died 4 times.

Cheng Yi felt that Fang Hengzhi had a really good temper.

Otherwise, if another person was ordered by him so arrogantly, he should have turned his face and got angry.

The new tablemate is still very good, at least not only good-looking, but also has the advantage of good temper.

After a while, "victory" flashed on the screen.

"Stop playing." Fang Hengzhi took off the earphones, "It's time to do homework."

"?" Cheng Yi turned his head and widened his eyes, "Are you doing your homework in an Internet cafe?"

"Yeah." Fang Hengzhi said, "It's quieter than at home."

Cheng Yi was stunned, and asked hesitantly, "You...have a bad relationship with your mother?"

"No, it's very good." Fang Hengzhi replied without hesitation, "It's just great, she nags me every day, and I can't say anything, so I come out to hide."

"Then you're hiding here and your mother won't come out to catch you?" Cheng Yi also took off his earphones, and walked behind his sofa to watch him do his homework, "I thought a bastard like you didn't even do his homework."

"I don't do my homework, and you think there is nothing wrong with it." Fang Hengzhi wrote an A, then put the homework book in front of his face, and said lazily, "My homework is different from yours."

On the front and back of the homework book were ten suspected physics questions, five choices, three fill-in-the-blanks, and two big questions.

The first question was chosen by Fang Heng just now, but Cheng Yi looked at it for a long time and didn't even understand the question.

But fortunately, although he is a scumbag, he has the good quality of not being ashamed to ask: "What's the difference?"

Fang Hengzhi: "..." He took back his homework, "Have you not read your homework yet?"

Cheng Yi said "ah", "How do you know?"

"Because your physics homework is a paper, which is different from mine. This is for next month's competition training." Fang Heng knew that his expression management was on the verge of losing control, "You didn't do any homework this weekend?!"

"...I wrote it." Cheng Yi rubbed his nose and answered not very confidently.

"Did you forget what you wrote in your previous life?" Fang Hengzhi was unceremonious, "No matter how good art is, you can't completely let go of the culture class, come and do your homework!"

"Hiss," Cheng Yi hammered on his shoulder in dissatisfaction, "Why are you talking like Aunt Hua?"

"Who is Aunt Hua?" Fang Hengzhi pulled him to sit beside him, and took out a crumpled paper from his bag, "You can use the pens in the pen case as you like."

"You are so generous." Cheng Yi began to look through his pencil case, "Aunt Hua is my neighbor."

The pens in this person's pen case are all simple in style, but the colors are quite gaudy.

Just like himself, big peacock, coquettish.

Fang Hengzhi's pen tip, which was walking quickly on the draft paper, paused slightly.

Why... the first thing that comes to mind is not parents, but neighbors?

After a while, he said, "Then she should treat you very well."

"Yeah," Cheng Yi didn't know what to think of, he lowered his head and smiled, "Take care of me like my own mother."

"Then I can learn from her." Fang Hengzhi suddenly stretched out his arm and hooked his neck, "Do your homework quickly! Just type the draft in the blank space of the paper."

Cheng Yi: "..." If you control me like this, we will have nothing to talk about.

But Fang Heng didn't know what he ate to grow up, his arms were thin and white, but he couldn't break free!

When both intelligence and force are at a disadvantage, he can only be forced to do his homework at the desk.

Fang Hengzhi was still very serious when he was doing his homework, and let the person next to him move around without giving him a look.

The soft lazy sofa is not big. Two big boys sit side by side, and they can feel each other when they move a little.

Cheng Yi propped his pen on his cheek, and secretly looked at his deskmate.

It was only now that he felt the faint aura of a school bully in this man.

As for why it is weak, it is because the word "xueba" is so fucking true...it's hard to say.

Yes, it's not ugly, it's hard to say.

Fang Heng knows that the characters are stylish and powerful. If you only look at his strokes and the shape of the characters, they are very beautiful. It can be said that no one can understand them, and there are no shortcomings.

As a person who writes Xingkai all the year round, it is too much for him to read this person's handwriting.

His eyes became more and more straightforward, and Fang Hengzhi couldn't ignore it after making his choice.

He put the pen on the table: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at your flamboyant calligraphy." Cheng Yi praised without hesitation, and said sincerely, "You really have personality!"

"..." Fang Heng knew that he was not modest at all when he heard the words, "It is inevitable, is this cursive script just like the person?"

He pointed to the draft paper full of writing, and then pointed to himself.

No one can win in front of Fang Hengzhi's shamelessness, and Cheng Yi is no exception. He gave a thumbs up in admiration: "Good!"

Fang Hengzhi smiled, and quickly took the paper from his desk when he was not paying attention.

"Huh?" Cheng Yi subconsciously wanted to grab it.

Fang Hengzhi raised the paper with one hand and held him back with the other to prevent him from approaching: "It's been 10 minutes since you wrote it, and you crossed out D for the first question?"

He paused, and added: "There is not even a process."

This is really embarrassing.

But the scumbag is also very stubborn: "I did the math in my head."

Fang Hengzhi looked at him with a half-smile.

Before he could say anything, he saw the man standing up abruptly: "Damn it! I forgot that Cheng Moutong is going to finish class soon!"

"Ride my bicycle, hurry up." Fang Hengzhi threw him the keys in his pocket again.

"You can't take people with you on your bicycle." Cheng Yi frowned.

"You ride there to pick up your brother first, then send your brother home, and then ride my bike back." Fang Hengzhi said, "Is that okay?"

It's too cumbersome.

Cheng Yi was not satisfied with this plan, and how should he go back after riding back?

But Fang Hengzhi no longer paid attention to him, he lowered his head and continued to do his homework, and said lazily: "If you don't go, your brother will be out of class."

"..." You are ruthless.

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Yi sighed, took his key and went out.

The door of the private room opened, Fang Hengzhi watched him leave sideways, and smiled softly.

His tablemate is really fun.

If Fang Heng knows that riding a bicycle is leisure, then Cheng Yi's riding is a heartbeat and excitement.

If it weren't for the fact that this car is really expensive, he could still develop into extreme sports.

After arriving at the place, Cheng Moutong had just finished class, and the timing was just right.

"Brother!" The child's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he ran over in a hurry. When he saw his bicycle, he paused, "Brother, is your new car? It's so handsome!"

"No." Cheng Yi got out of the car, took the child with one hand and pushed the car with the other, and walked home, "It belongs to me... a friend."

"Brother Du Mao?" Cheng Mutong looked up at him.

"No." Cheng Yi said hesitantly, "It's...a brother you don't know."

"Can't brother tell me?" Cheng Mutong blinked, "Is it a little secret between you and that brother?"

"What little secret can the two of us have?!" Cheng Yi patted him on the head, "That brother's name is Fang Hengzhi, you really don't know him."

He thought that this would make the child calm down, but he didn't expect the kid to touch his chin and remember something: "Is it the brother who went to Zuiwen for dinner with us last week? I like him!"

"..." Cheng Yi lowered his head and pinched his face in surprise, "Why? Didn't you just meet him once?"

Cheng Mutong rubbed his head in embarrassment: "I think he is very nice!"

Cheng Yi laughed: "Did he secretly bribe you?"

"No!" Cheng Mutong waved his hand, "I just... I can't say it, but it's really good."

"Okay, that's great." Cheng Yi grabbed his neck, "Then I'll take you to play with him next time, okay?"

"Good!" Cheng Mutong turned around and gave him a hug, "Brother is so kind!"

Cheng Yi was very disdainful, and couldn't help complaining: "You look like a white-eyed wolf who uses his own brother for another man."

This sentence was beyond Cheng Moutong's comprehension range, he looked up blankly: "What?"

"It's okay." Cheng Yi stopped looking at him, "You'll go to your brother Lai Xiao's house later, and I'll go find your Fang Hengzhi...brother."

"I'm going too!" Cheng Moutong looked at him with puckered lips.

"No." Cheng Yi refused thoroughly, "Have you finished your homework?"

"……No."

"Go do your homework!" he said.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly felt a little strange.

This conversation just now was damn familiar.

He rubbed his hair, took out his cell phone, opened it decisively and changed Fang Hengzhi's note to "Old Fox".

Still an old fox who seduces other people's younger brothers.

Lai Xiao was making lunch at the moment, when he heard a knock on the door, saw Cheng Moutong again, and opened the door resignedly.

"Brother Yi, are you here to entrust him again?" He hooked the child's chin, "Can you ask your brother to sell you to me?"

The child lightly bit his finger, then hugged Cheng Yi: "No."

Lai Xiao tapped him on the head: "Little heartless, brother Lai Xiao treats you badly?"

"Okay." Cheng Mutong said, "But my brother is better."

Lai Xiao let out a "tss".

Cheng Yi was happy, and took the child off his body and put it in Lai Xiao's hands: "Here, no money, I'll give it to you."

Cheng Moutong glared at his brother angrily.

Lai Xiao laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath: "Come on baby!"

Cheng Moutong sighed, and hugged Lai Xiao in a decisive manner.

Cheng Yi patted him on the head: "I'll go to my classmate to return the car, and watch it for me for a while."

"Okay." Lai Xiao pushed the child into the house, "It doesn't matter how long you leave it, you can pick it up whenever you want, anyway, I have nothing to do."

"Aren't you going to the shop today?" Cheng Yi asked him, "Isn't your biscuit shop up and down dozens of times a minute?"

Lai Xiao rolled his eyes at him: "Then I don't want to rest?"

"I want it." Cheng Yi stuffed him with a fruit candy from Fang Hengzhi, "here."

"Bring me for just one candy?" Lai Xiao peeled off the candy and stuffed it into Cheng Moutong's mouth behind him, "Come on, go do your business!"

"Hey." Cheng Yi waved his hand, "Going away?"

"No more." Lai Xiao turned around and said to the kid eating candy, "Goodbye to your brother."

Cheng Moutong waved his hands hastily and perfunctorily, without even looking at his brother.

It looked like he was playing a little temper.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows amusedly, turned around, got on his bicycle and rode away.

The sun at noon is a bit poisonous, unlike the shade of an Internet cafe, it is not very hot, but it is very dazzling.

Cheng Yi rode on the bicycle, squinting his eyes and riding slowly.

But in the next second, he stopped the car, and his eyes fell on a man not far away.

It was a middle-aged man, who was standing at the entrance of the mall with a bouquet of flowers in his arms, probably waiting for someone.

After a while, a thin woman with gorgeous makeup walked out of the mall.

When the man saw her, he quickly stepped forward and handed over the flowers, and the woman received them in her arms in surprise.

Of course, it would be even better if that woman's name wasn't Ji Zhi.

Cheng Yi stopped where he was, watching them get into the car with a blank expression.

He closed his eyes and rode away again.

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