The actor's fake master holds the script of the group pet

One week into school, the homework is not heavy, and An Xing quickly regained the familiar rhythm of going to school.

He is in college now, and his professional courses are fewer than those of his sophomore year, mainly elective courses.Because of the different directions of course selection, the schedules of the four people in the dormitory are very different and do not overlap with each other.

An Xing really likes art, and he is also talented. In most of the professional courses in his freshman and sophomore year, his grades are among the best in his class.And there are several very popular elective courses, and the lecturers are all industry leaders. Accepting students not only depends on the speed of course selection, but also depends on their grades.

Naturally, An Xing was selected successfully, and Su Yiran, who also submitted the application, was not selected for these courses.

So throughout the week, except for the big class on Friday afternoon, An Xing had no overlapping classes with Su Yiran at all.

It's very cool.

After the farce on the first day of school, Su Yiran ran to explain to An Xing with a soft and apologetic face, trying to convince An Xing that he really didn't mean any connotation of yin and yang at that time, but was just worried about An Xing.

Although An Xing is a little fool, he is not stupid at all when facing people close to him and people he hates.

"It doesn't matter what you think, and I don't care, and you don't need to come and talk to me, because I won't treat you as a friend anymore."

Su Yiran found An Xing in the dormitory, and attempted moral kidnapping in front of the other two roommates.

If it was An Xing in the past, maybe he would have forgiven Su Yiran, but now An Xing is the reborn Niu Hulu Xing!

"If Ning Rong and I have a bad relationship, surely you wouldn't come to me to apologize, would you? Maybe you would step on me to please Ning Rong."

An Xing smiled calmly. Facing this former friend, there was no disturbance in his heart, only bored.

In the past, he really regarded Su Yiran as a friend, even though they had different ideas about some things, he didn't mind.He is making friends, as long as friends treat him well, why bother so much?

Now An Xing feels that there is something wrong with his concept of making friends, and it is time to change it.

As for Su Yiran, who wanted to step on him to please Ning Rong after the truth of his previous life was exposed, An Xing only hoped that this person would not be an eyesore again.

"So, stay away from me, thanks."

Su Yiran stood next to An Xing, her delicate face flushed, she couldn't express her eloquence in the past, she couldn't utter a word with her mouth open.

The other two people in the dormitory have a carefree personality. I used to think that Su Yiran was too thoughtful, but I never thought that this person is also crooked.The two of them sat in their seats in silence, not intending to smooth things over at all.

An Xing has already turned back, ignoring Su Yiran, and only paying attention to Su Yiran's actions through the mirror in front of him from the corner of his eye, so as to prevent the other party from being so angry that he loses his mind and does any irrational behavior.

Fortunately, Su Yiran was not that stupid yet, stood there impotently and furious for a while, then returned to his position angrily.

Only then did An Xing feel relieved, reopened the drawer, and took out his sketchbook to paint and draw.

At any rate, he is the former wealthy young master who has seen intrigues, and Shen Ying often reminds him. An Xing pays great attention to privacy and safety - he has a drawer with a lock, which is specially used to store the usual design work and drawings.

I think that when he was just a freshman, An Xing listened to his mother and used the electronic lock brought at home to lock the drawers.

At that time, the four of them in the dormitory were already very acquainted. When Su Yiran saw that he locked up the design homework, he teased that it was not good, as if he was guarding against his roommate.As the closest roommates, they should trust each other or something.An Xing was typing a draft in his notebook, thinking casually, what did he say at that time?

Oh yes, at that time he didn't hear Su Yiran's provocative meaning at all, and said seriously:

"How could it be? In order not to destroy this trust, we need to take security measures. This way, we can explain clearly when we encounter something, and we won't doubt each other!"

The other roommates nodded in agreement, and Su Yiran's smile became a little forced at that time, but unfortunately he didn't notice it.

An Xing suddenly remembered that during the summer vacation, Su Yiran was an intern in the design department of Weiqing Jewelry Company, and, like him, participated in the exchange and study session hosted by Lu's.According to Xiao Rui, Weiqing Jewelry Company has a history of plagiarism.

Well, then he should lock the drawer properly, An Xing thought silently.

Soon it was Friday, and the afternoon was a big theoretical class, and the four of them sat together in the dormitory.Feeling the phone vibrating, An Xing took out the phone and glanced at it during class, and saw that it was a message from Lu Tianshen and Ning Rong.

Lu Tianshen: Let's eat Yunnan food together at night?

Ning Que Wu Lan: Are you going home on weekends?

An Xing thought for a while, first told Ning Rong that he would go home after dinner, and then opened the dialogue box with Lu Tianchen.

An Xingxing knows how to do it: okay, okay!can you fetch me?

Lu Tianchen: Well, you wait after class. I drove the car into the school, and it was too sunny outside.

Thinking of today's surface temperature of 40 degrees, An Xing immediately agreed.

An Xingxing knows how to do it: I finish class at 04:30, in the No. 8 teaching building.

Putting away his phone, An Xing bowed his head in a good mood to make up his notes.

One of the roommates, Zhou Bin, patted An Xing's arm.

"Xing, do you want to eat after school? There is a new hot pot restaurant outside the school, and it seems to be delicious."

"No, I have something to do today." An Xing shook his head, "I'm going home this weekend."

"oh oh!"

Thinking of what happened to An Xing, Zhou Bin hesitated for a moment, remembering that Su Yiran was also there, so he didn't continue to ask.

Su Yiran glanced sideways at An Xing, then lowered his head to suppress the malice in his eyes.He spent the rest of the course in a strangely excited anticipation.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher on the podium finally said a few words before announcing the end of get out of class.This class on Friday is the last big class, and everyone crowded out in a swarm.

An Xing glanced at his phone, Lu Tianchen's real-time location showed that he had arrived downstairs, so he packed up his things and picked up his bag, ready to go down with his roommates and separate.

Zhou Bin is tall, he put his hand on An Xing's shoulder, and said casually:

"Xing, I see that you have been drawing sketches these days, are you doing some design?"

An Xing paused, and then remembered.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you! I'm going to participate in the jewelry design competition in November this year, in the brand culture group."

Su Yiran turned back suddenly and looked at An Xing in astonishment, but An Xing didn't pay attention to this look.He was grabbed by the shoulder by Zhou Bin, and asked excitedly:

"Really? Is it the quota submitted by your company?"

"It's not my company anymore!"

Thinking of not having to inherit the family business in the future, and worrying that the company would go bankrupt by him every day, An Xing raised his chin, triumphantly.

"It's the recommended quota of Anning Jewelry, Dad give it to me!"

The boy shook his head, the little curly hair on his head fluttering in the wind.

The two roommates were all happy for An Xing, and pulled him to babble, only Su Yiran walked quietly beside him, trying his best to hide his ugly look.

He is already big this year, and he really wants to participate in this competition.But Su Yiran knew his own level. If he participated in the design team, it would be impossible for him to get a good ranking, or even lose the selection directly.But he was only an intern in Weiqing Jewelry, and he couldn't get a recommendation from the company at all.

As for An Xing, although he is a bit talented, if he hadn't been related to An's family, how could he get the spot for the brand culture group? !

The jealousy in his heart gnawed at his internal organs like ants. Su Yiran took a look at the real-time location with his mobile phone, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A few people left the teaching building, An Xing was still talking to two roommates, and from the corner of his eye, he saw someone walking in this direction.He didn't take it seriously, he just turned his body slightly, not wanting to bump into anyone.But what he didn't expect was that the man stopped in front of them and stopped him.

An Xing turned around strangely, and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him, and behind him was a tall man holding a SLR camera in his hand.

The camera is facing Anxing, and the indicator light is flashing, showing that it is recording.

An Xing felt something was wrong and frowned.The students around who hadn't gone far also sensed something was wrong, and they all slowed down and looked in this direction.

The middle-aged man walked up to An Xing, took out a recording pen, stuffed it into An Xing's mouth without any explanation, and said loudly:

"Excuse me, are you Mr. An Xing'an? You are the son of the current president of Anning Jewelry, right? I heard that you are actually a fake, and you are wrong with the real child of An's family, right?"

"What do you think about this matter?"

"Hey! Who are you! What are you doing!"

Although Zhou Bin is an art student, he is tall and has a straightforward temper. He instinctively felt that this person had malicious intentions, so he frowned and scolded that person.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to Zhou Bin, bypassed the boy, stretched his arms tirelessly, and continued to yell at An Xing with the recorder.

"I'm a reporter! Mr. An, please accept my interview! Is what I just said right? Did you have a wrong hug when you were born?"

Hearing that this person said that he was a reporter, Zhou Bin hesitated for a moment.He has never seen a reporter doing an on-site interview, so he doesn't know whether he should continue to stop him.

Another roommate knew a little bit about this, so he pulled An Xing over and reminded him:

"If you don't want to, you have the right to refuse the interview. If he forcibly conducts an interview or takes secret photos, you can sue him."

An Xing nodded and looked at the man.

"Which media are you from? What about your press card?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he turned a deaf ear to An Xing's words. He just continued to hold the recording pen, and the volume was still loud.

"Since you were wrong, how do you feel after enjoying the life of a rich man for 20 years? Have you ever apologized to the wrong child?"

Everyone felt something was wrong.Why are you here for an interview? You're just here to find fault!

An Xing was not stupid, he knew that something was wrong, when he heard the middle-aged man's words, his round face tightened and he remained silent.And what he did was obviously right, because just after the middle-aged man finished asking, the person holding the camera pointed the lens at An Xing and took pictures of the expression on his face.

"Hey, what's going on with you! Are you a reporter?"

Seeing that the two people were not friendly, Zhou Bin became furious and pushed An Xing behind him to block the camera.

"Is it related to you if you are wrong? Just run around, who are you!"

Unable to take pictures of An Xing, the other person simply pointed the camera at Zhou Bin. Seeing this, An Xing couldn't just run away. He couldn't let Zhou Bin bear the trouble for him.

He quickly looked around, and found that many students stopped, looking at this side and whispering.Beside him, Su Yiran said in a soft voice:

"Zhou Bin, don't be like this. People ask questions with a good attitude. Don't speak so aggressively. An Xing is not angry when he is asked like this. Don't be so nervous..."

There is tea in the tea.

The corner of An Xing's mouth twitched, and he understood that Su Yiran was afraid that he would not be able to draw hatred.

But he really didn't intend to hide behind his roommates, took a deep breath, and walked out from behind Zhou Bin.Before he could speak, a shout came from afar.

"What are you two doing!"

Two security guards in the school were running towards this side with very serious expressions on their faces.

The two unknown people were very surprised. They did not expect the security guards in the school to respond so quickly. Obviously, this school does not prohibit outsiders from entering and leaving.

When the students saw the security guards rushing over, they became much calmer, and they could even be called well-trained retreating to both sides to make way for the security guards.

An Xing also felt relieved, and gave the big security guards a thumbs up in his heart, and took a sympathetic look at the two men by the way.

These two people certainly don't know how "lively" the students are in art universities, how enthusiastic they are about performance art in their spare time, and how amazingly fast the school security guards are forced.

However, An Xing was too happy too early. Just when he and his roommates were relaxing, the man holding a SLR camera who was silently shooting next to him suddenly took a step forward, staggering away from Zhou Bin, with a heavy SLR camera in his hand. He ran straight towards An Xing, with a howling momentum, as if he was about to hit An Xing directly in the face.

Anyone who has ever carried a SLR camera knows how heavy it is, not to mention that the lens is still poking at people's eyes.An Xing subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head, and took two steps back to avoid it, but at the same time, Su Yiran, who had been standing by the side, suddenly moved a step, as if dodging in panic, but bumped An Xing hard.

The center of gravity was already unstable, and An Xing suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards.He subconsciously closed his eyes, not deciding whether to sacrifice his face to protect his head or what...

Amidst the exclamation, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, stabilizing him.

An Xing opened his eyes in bewilderment, only to see the black DSLR being sent flying and smashed to the ground, and a slender and powerful hand with well-defined joints was blocking his eyes.

"Brother Shen!"

The boy grabbed the arm that was wrapping around him with his backhand, and without looking back, he subconsciously called out the man's name.

The little curly hair rubbed against the man's strong chest, and the sound of a steady and powerful heartbeat came from behind his ears.