Racers become the canaries of the bosses

"Baby, do you still have a chance if you want to sleep now?"

Xing Yue had other things to do next, and got off the car in front of a futuristic building in the CBD.

Chu Lin'an's itinerary was also arranged. She went to settle in her new residence and reported to school the day after tomorrow.

The residence is some distance away from the city center, but it is very close to Zhongwei Academy of Fine Arts, which is entirely for the convenience of Chu Lin'an's schooling.

Zhongwei Academy of Fine Arts is an international institution jointly established by the Central Academy of Fine Arts and the Venice Academy of Fine Arts in Shanghai.

The name of the school above the parents is resounding, but the school has only been established for four years, and even some teaching buildings and libraries are still under construction.

Although its qualifications and strength remain to be seen, its subsequent resource background should not be underestimated. It will be a matter of time before it becomes a top-level art school in China.

However, Chu Lin'an had received much better offers than this.

The Royal Academy of Fine Arts, Florence Academy of Fine Arts, Rome Academy of Fine Arts... But he threw all the admission emails into the trash can and then "emptied".

His talent in painting and his Germanic blood came from his mother, but his mother only loved the man who abandoned them both.

At the age of 12, his mother left him and went to Huaguo to pursue love.After living in the orphanage for half a year, he was taken back by his mother's boyfriend who came to visit him. After that, he had a so-called adoptive father.

Another round of nightmares.

But all of this has passed, and with Mr. Yue here, Chu Lin'an has the courage to leave that past, and is full of freshness and curiosity about everything unknown in a foreign country.

Probably because...the fox pretends to be the tiger?

Idioms are so used, right?Chu Lin thought about it.

When the car stopped on the tree-lined ramp, Chu Lin'an hadn't realized that what Mr. Yue arranged for him was not a single apartment, but a whole half-mountain villa.

The appearance is a combination of Chinese style and modern architecture. Through the gate rails with hollow patterns, you can see that the courtyard is clean and tidy. The above-ground part alone has three floors.

It's too extravagant for him to live in such a big place alone.

"Brother Sheng Chuan, Mr. Yue wants me to live here?" Chu Lin'an felt the need to confirm.

"Yes." Sheng Chuan took out the luggage from the trunk and lowered the garage shutter door.

"Well, I'm alone, it's too big here." Chu Lin'an was a little uneasy, and he stumbled in his speech, mixed up his mind, "It's enough for me to have a room, and it's too wasteful for Mr. Yue. Ah, no, I'm not saying Mr. Yue is bad, but I don't..."

Sheng Chuan couldn't help it, and burst out laughing, "How could it be possible that you live alone? Of course Mr. Xing will live in too."

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue...want to live with me?" Chu Lin'an stuttered terribly.

Still don't understand your situation?Sheng Chuan suddenly fell in love with the little beauty.

"Only once in a while. Don't worry, he's been very busy recently, so he probably doesn't have time to come here." Sheng Chuan led Chu Lin'an to the gate and recorded the door lock fingerprints, "Even if he's not busy, he doesn't come here often. It's more convenient to live on the top floor of the company. "

"Is that so..." Chu Lin'an followed behind Sheng Chuan and responded in a low voice.

Sheng Chuan opened the door, brought his luggage in, and said to Chu Lin'an: "I won't show you around, there are three floors underground, explore slowly. Now at a quarter past twelve, the meals made by auntie are in the warming cabinet There, someone will come to clean it the next day, so it won’t bother you. Oh, by the way, just throw the dirty clothes in the clothes basket, and someone will send the coat to dry cleaning.”

"Call me if you have any questions." Sheng Chuan handed a brand new mobile phone in front of Chu Lin'an, "Here is the contact information of Mr. Xing and me."

"But I have a cell phone."

Chu Lin'an's refusal was invalid, and the mobile phone was placed on the partition table in the entrance.

"I can solve all the things in life. Mr. Xing will hang up irrelevant calls during working hours. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chu Lin'an nodded silently, he naturally understood, and finally realized why.

After the gate was closed, there was only silence in the huge mansion.

Chu Lin'an did not explore the new continent excitedly, but slowly squatted down on the ground, hugged her knees, and shrunk into a small ball in a defensive posture.

Giving and gaining have always been mutual, but there is one that comes first, and it’s all because I take it for granted...

The nose is so sour.

This is the second time Chu Lin'an wanted to cry today.

Chu Lin'an quickly cheered up.

After all, he has experienced the suspension of his career when he was about to reach the peak, and his ability to persuade himself to accept the reality is far beyond ordinary people.

The warm food was magical and delicious. He had never seen several ingredients before, but there were just too many for him to finish, which was a pity.

He is very proficient in using chopsticks, because the team owner used to be a rich man who was crazy about Chinese food. When the holidays came, he would invite the entire team's employees to Chinatown to eat hot pot or Sichuan and Cantonese dishes.

At this time, the coach will often let him go and let him eat with an open stomach.

But now Chu Lin'an no longer controls his food intake, and even forces himself to eat a few more mouthfuls, because he wants to gain weight.

The body is too thin, although the muscle line is still there, but he thinks it is not as good-looking as before.

After washing the dishes, he looked around the villa and almost lost his way.

There is actually a pool table and an octagonal cage for boxing and fighting on the second basement floor.The first floor is even more exaggerated, a basketball hoop is set up on one side of the palace-like spacious living room, and basketball can be played indoors.

In the end, he decided to live in the side sleeper on the second floor, which was the closest to the study.Xing Yue usually used the large study on the first floor, so it was convenient for him to use it as a studio.

His suitcase is not big, and there are not many things. Except for personal clothes and notebooks, it is full of transoceanic letters and odds and ends that he is reluctant to throw away.

Suddenly remembered something, Chu Lin'an opened the interlayer of the box, and took out a slightly old leather booklet, with "Yue" written in cursive on the lower right corner of the title page.

Three days later, the lecture hall of Zhongwei Academy of Fine Arts.

Chu Lin'an fell asleep again last night in the study that he had transformed into a studio. When he woke up from the cold, he found himself sleeping on the floor with a pen holder in his hand.

This caused him to be groggy now, and the art history teacher on the stage spoke Chinese again, which was simply a lullaby.

"Student, try this." A small metal round box the size of a coin slid in front of him from the seat next to him.

Chu Lin'an picked up the thing, "Qing, Liang, oil?"

Turning his head to look to the side, it was a handsome boy with small hair tied in the back of his head, his eyes and face were round, he thought it was a girl at first glance.

"What is this?" Chu Lin'an asked.

"Wow, your accent is indeed a foreigner. International student? A transfer student?"

The boy stared at him familiarly, very enthusiastically, "My name is Liao Chengcheng, freshman from the Mural Painting Department. How about you?"

"Freshman oil painting department, Leon, Chu Lin'an."

"Surname Chu? Such a rare surname." Liao Chengcheng muttered.

"Really?" Chu Lin'an had no idea about this, but was more curious about the box of cooling oil in his hand, is it for food?

Suddenly Liao Chengcheng slapped his thigh and excitedly said to him, "Oh, I remembered! Isn't this a coincidence! My good roommate! I haven't seen anyone for a semester, do you know how lonely I am?"

"Roommate?" Chu Linan did miss a semester of classes due to Xing Yue's arrangement.

"Yes, freshmen provide dormitories for free. Although our school is not well-known, it is rich... There are enough beds."

Liao Chengcheng raised his eyebrows, and made a sly expression on purpose but was more cute, "How is it? Do you want to sleep with me tonight, little beauty?"

Mr. Yue has been busy recently. He needs the nanny to cook and clean the house when he lives in the villa. If he can live in the school, it should save others a lot of trouble.

"Okay." Chu Lin'an nodded.

Send a text message to Brother Sheng Chuan, and tell him that he wants to call Mr. Yue when Mr. Yue is free.

"My roommate is so cute." Liao Chengcheng patted Chu Lin'an's shoulder in relief.

"But I kick the quilt when I sleep, so let's share the quilt to sleep." Chu Lin'an added.

Liao Chengcheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, why are two of us sleeping on a single bed—"

Chu Lin'an thought seriously: "Oh, but it's not impossible to sleep."

Liao Chengcheng sternly refused: "No, my boyfriend will kill our doggy couple!"

Chu Lin'an: "Dog? Where is the dog?"

Liao Chengcheng: "Wow, woof?"

The cooling oil is really effective, but the smell is a bit off-putting, and the big class in the morning is over soon.

It was the first time that Chu Lin'an knew that the student ID card could also be used as a recharge card.Thanks to Liao Chengcheng helping him, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to eat lunch.

The cafeteria is small, but well decorated, more like a high-end cafeteria.

Chu Lin'an was not familiar with the ingredients of Chinese food, and the team left in a hurry. He didn't have time to ask Liao Chengcheng in front of him, so he could only choose something bland.

It was the rush hour right now, and the two of them waited for a while with their plates in their hands before they got a seat.

It is said to be an international school, but most of them are domestic students, and Chu Lin'an's mixed-race appearance is very conspicuous among them.

And because he was so good-looking, many girls stared at him, and of course there were quite a few boys, and some even secretly took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Baby An, a lot of people are looking at you, I'm jealous." Liao Chengcheng stuck a fried shrimp into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and said, "Actually, I've been attracted to you since you entered the classroom this morning. The little angel who was wondering where it fell, was lucky enough to sit next to me. With your looks, you must be popular in our school."

"Red?" Chu Lin'an ate slowly, chewing and swallowing slowly.

"It means you're going to be famous."

famous?

His name was written into the history of racing motorcycles when he was 17 years old, but God was jealous of his talent and failed to make him leave a deeper mark.

"Oh." Chu Lin'an didn't care.

"Oh what, eat." Liao Chengcheng inserted two huge shrimps into his roommate's plate, "Seeing what kind of vegetables you ordered, I thought you were a monk."

Chu Lin'an looked at the shrimps on the plate with a little surprise, but soon returned to normal, with a smile and explained: "Thank you, but I can't eat this."

"Huh? Why? Are you allergic to seafood?"

"No, it's a gluten allergy."

The shrimps were covered with a layer of bread crumbs, so Chu Lin'an couldn't eat them anymore.

I can’t remember when he started to be allergic to gluten. Grains containing gluten protein such as wheat and barley made him feel unwell, with unbearable abdominal pain, fever and vomiting. The worst case was that he was sent to the emergency room by ambulance.

But as long as you pay attention, it's not a big problem.

"Hello classmate, excuse me." At some point, a few senior students gathered around the dining table. The leader was a boy wearing a jacket over his basketball uniform. Lin An's eyes were full of admiration, "Excuse me, classmate, are you, are you Leon?"

"It's the No. 69 driver, the rookie king who has won five consecutive world championships, Leon."

It has been two years, and the videos and reports about him on the Internet have been deleted for some reason, and there are still people in China who can recognize him.

"It's me." Chu Lin'an said.

wow...

The fork in Liao Chengcheng's hand fell off along with his chin.

After a few racing friends walked away with their jackets signed with Leon's name in their hands, Liao Chengcheng leaned over and asked mysteriously, "Baby, do you still have a chance if you want to sleep now?"

At this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated——【Xing Yue】

"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

Liao Chengcheng wiped away tears: "I was declined!"

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