Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

Fu Shi had a heated fight with their Banhua recently, even when Zhuang Cheng was tutoring him, he was still chatting with Banhua.

"Do you understand this question?" Zhuang Cheng held the pen and looked up, Fu Shi was still playing with his mobile phone after a long delay in responding, Zhuang Cheng's expression paused slightly, and his tone became stiffer, "Fu Shi, did you listen? "

Fu Shimang put down the phone: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't hear it just now, can you tell me again?"

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Cheng looked like those powerful class leaders in the class when his face was black, which was a bit scary.

Fu Shi swallowed, feeling guilty for no reason, and said, "I'm chatting."

chat?After knowing my identity, the number of times I chat with myself on the Internet is very small. It turns out that I can quickly find new chat partners when I have free time.

Zhuang Cheng couldn't get angry, so he held back, lightly tapped the questions on the book with a pen, and asked, "Would you still play with your phone?"

Fu Shi noticed that Zhuang Cheng seemed a little angry, so he quickly put away his phone and said, "I won't play anymore."

Even if he stopped playing, it didn't make Zhuang Cheng's face any better. After he finished speaking the question, he said, "I'll go first."

Then he quickly packed his things, and went straight out of the library. Fu Shi froze in place, not daring to speak.

Shen Changtang just came back from the homeroom teacher. When he met Fu Shi, who was finishing his studies, he asked him, "How is it? Is Zhuang Cheng better at lecturing or I am better at lecturing?"

Fu Shi raised his head blankly and looked at Shen Changtang: "I didn't listen much, I can't tell who is better."

Shen Changtang patted Fu Shi on the head: "Can you be more serious, Zhuang Cheng is using eugenics to give you lectures during the evening self-study training, why don't you live up to it at all."

With that said, Shen Changtang gave Fu Shi the sorted out notes: "Go to Zhuang Cheng, and thank him well."

"But he seems to be angry." Fu Shi coughed twice, "I dare not go to him now."

"Before he gets even more angry, hurry up and coax him." Shen Changtang said lightly.

Fu Shi felt that it was not good for Zhuang Cheng to make up lessons for him. When he made up the lessons, he was half-hearted and made people angry. After it was over, he had to think about how to coax them.He sighed deeply, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he went downstairs to get the takeaway milk tea he ordered, and then ran to the back door of Zhuang Cheng's class in two or three steps, looking around.

"Who are you looking for?" A girl with a ponytail asked.

"I'm looking for Zhuang Cheng, is he there?" Fu Shi asked with his head.

The girl turned her head and glanced in the classroom, and said, "Hey, he's not here, what do you want from him?"

"Can you pass this on to him for me? Just say thank you for helping me make up my lessons." Fu Shi just didn't know how to tell Zhuang Cheng face to face, and it would be great if someone told him.

The girl laughed and said, "Zhuang Cheng also helps people make up lessons? Usually, every question is like two hundred and fifty."

Fu Shi couldn't hold back, and also laughed: "He is that kind of virtue."

Zhuang Cheng, who came back from fetching water, saw Fu Shi standing at the back door of their class from afar, talking and laughing with a girl, he glanced away in displeasure, the already brewing jealousy became even stronger, and he didn't even want to see Fu Shi anymore .

"Hey, he's here." She pointed to Zhuang Cheng at the front door and said, "Go and tell him yourself."

Fu Shi glanced at Zhuang Cheng in embarrassment, and said, "OK."

Isn't it just a loss of face?

Isn't it just a shame in front of Zhuang Cheng?

Fu Shi gave himself a boost, walked forward, and said with a smile, "Zhuang Cheng! Why did you go? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhuang Cheng paused, turned to look at him, his face darkened a bit scary: "What's the matter?"

Fu Shi didn't dare to speak for a moment, he swallowed helplessly, raised the milk tea in his hand, and said, "I invite you—"

"I don't want to drink." After speaking, Zhuang Cheng entered the classroom without looking back.

I care about you!

Fu Shi quickly cursed in his heart, the feeling of being left out at the door was a bit irritating, he held the milk tea in his hand, neither left nor stayed.

Zhuang Cheng's bad mood lasted for several days. During the training, he played the piano in high spirits. Shen Changtang barely kept up with his rhythm. After the end, he leaned against the piano panting and asked, "Are you okay? I almost Didn't hold my breath."

"It's okay." Zhuang Cheng said in a firm tone.

Shen Changtang snorted, squeezed onto Zhuang Cheng's piano chair, and carefully took off his dancing shoes: "I won't practice anymore, you are in too bad a condition today."

Seeing Shen Changtang put the dancing shoes in a bag like a treasure, and then put them in his schoolbag, Zhuang Cheng said yin and yang, "It's not necessary, is it?"

"What do you know? In the future when Zhou Yiyuan comes to my performance, I will wear these shoes." Shen Changtang's mind flashed Zhou Yiyuan's serious expression when he gave him new dancing shoes, and told him to replace the dancing accessories in time. Wronging my feet, I couldn't help but feel sweet in my heart, "Hey, did you say that Zhou Yiyuan has never been in a relationship? Why do I think he has a good way of speaking?"

"I haven't talked about it. I never held hands with little girls in kindergarten." Zhuang Cheng closed the piano, thinking that Zhou Yiyuan had given Shen Changtang dancing shoes, and he and Fu Shizai were jealous because of several girls, so annoyed Terrible.

Shen Changtang changed his shoes and got up, patted Zhuang Cheng on the shoulder, and said, "Until now, Fu Shi still doesn't know why you are angry."

Zhuang Cheng looked up at him, and Shen Changtang shrugged: "I told you that bending the intestines is useless to him."

Fushi went to the Internet cafe to play games all night. He was lucky today and kept getting higher points. When he returned home, his footsteps were light. When he went downstairs, he found Zhuang Cheng leaning on his handsome black bicycle. Modeling, Fu Shi slowed down his pace, walked over, and called out cautiously: "Is it Zhuang Cheng?"

"Why did you come back so late?" Zhuang Cheng looked up at him, and for a moment, the light hit his face, outlining his facial features, and the thick sword eyebrows made his eyes even deeper, "You won't go on a date, will you?"

Fu Shi felt as if he was caught by his parents. He held onto the strap of his schoolbag tightly, walked slowly to Zhuang Cheng, and said, "I'm off to play games."

"Where's the phone?" Zhuang Cheng stretched out his hand towards him.

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, Fu Shi still subconsciously handed over the phone, and after Zhuang Cheng skillfully unlocked his phone, he realized later: Why am I listening to him so much?

"No, how do you know my password?" Fu Shi asked with a stiff tone.

Zhuang Cheng looked up at him: "Isn't it the day we were together?"

Not only the mobile phone password, but also the login password of WeChat and QQ, and even Fushi wanted to change the bank card password to this.

Fu Shi let out a low voice. He glanced at the software opened by Zhuang Cheng, and instantly frowned: "Hey, why are you looking at my WeChat? Zhuang Cheng! What are you doing!"

Zhuang Cheng put one hand on his chest, his sharp eyes fell on Fu Shi's face, and he said word by word, "I'll check the post."

Fu Shi frowned: "You check me, whoever you are, just check my phone? Do you want to fight?"

"Why are you guilty? What did you do to me?" Zhuang Cheng asked mockingly.

"Give it back to me, damn it, if you don't go home to sleep at night, what's the point of coming to me?" Fu Shi clenched his teeth, and was about to grab the phone with all his strength. Who knew that Zhuang Cheng had already After reading all the chat records between him and Ban Hua, Fu Shi didn't take the initiative to talk about anything, but as long as Ban Hua came to find him, he would definitely reply.

"Fu Shi, I will be angry." Zhuang Cheng held the chat record in front of Fu Shi and said.

Fu Shi was ashamed and annoyed, and asked, "Why are you angry?"

"Why did you change my remarks?" Zhuang Cheng asked.

Fu Shi looked at him with a strange expression, "Could it be that you still call your wife? Are you sick?"

Zhuang Cheng paused, and instantly showed a slightly hurt expression, asking: "Fu Shi, aren't we in love?"

"Who told you—" was about to retort, when Fu Shi remembered their love and affection on the Internet, and didn't know how to reply for a while.

Zhuang Cheng was very satisfied with his reaction, reached out to touch Fushi's thorn, and said softly: "Don't chat with other people, I will be jealous."

Although it didn't make sense, Fu Shi still murmured in a low voice, I'm jealous of your numbness.

Fu Shi gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and said, "Damn, just let you check my phone? Check your phone for me too."

"Check it out."

Only one pinned chat with the note "cute hour" was found, as well as countless voices and chats in the collection.