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chapter15

"Zhao Hele, just sit in this position and don't move."

There was the sound of brushing and drawing on the paper in the dormitory, Zhuo Yi held the pencil in his hand without stopping, and drew something to the person beside him.

Zhao Hele, who was reading a book, didn't raise his head and said, "Oh, good."

Zhuo Yi looked at the angle of the person leaning on the back of the chair to read a book. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were calm. When he lowered his head and wrote, his eyes gradually became turbulent. Looking at the clear lines on the paper, his eyes were deep.

Because of careful observation, the outline of the face drawn on the paper seems a bit depressed.

While drawing other parts, he asked, "What are you depressed about?"

Zhao Hele turned his head to look at Zhuo Yi who was drawing with his head down, a little puzzled: "How do you know I'm depressed?"

"I want to draw you, of course I have to observe carefully." Zhuo Yi quickly completed the part of the hand, then raised his head and looked at the hand holding the book.

Fair and slender and extremely beautiful.

Zhao Hele closed the book with a sigh, and looked at the leisurely drawing male god with a look of lovelessness: "I really envy you... I feel that you learn very easily."

"It's not easy." Zhuo Yi was already drawing legs, straight and slender.

"Hey..." Zhao Hele held the book and shook his head: "This book is all in Italian, so I can't understand it." The headache was excruciating.

"What book?" Zhuo Yi raised his head.

"Classical music in the Baroque period has a lot of Italian annotations." Zhao Hele felt that this was not scientific at all: "I think... I will fail this subject." He sighed sadly, his brows were worried.

The music appreciation class is a purely theoretical class. I learned that the classical music school in the Baroque period hired Italian teachers. Even if he can speak Chinese, he can't understand the Chinese explanation.

Simply sad.

"I teach you."

Zhao Hele suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior: "Really? But let me declare first, I can only understand a little bit, and it's limited to a few words. Do you accept such a student!"

Zhuo Yi calmly finished the sketch of the characters, and nodded when he finished writing: "Accept."

"Master God, accept my worship!" Zhao Hele pretended to bow to him with a book in his hand, showing full sincerity.

"Well, disciples are exempt."

Standing at the door of the dormitory, Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin, who watched the whole process of their apprenticeship, found it incredible. What shocked them was not the fact that Zhao Hele and Zhuo Yi were apprentices, but that a person as cold as Zhuo Yi would play such a boring time with Zhao Hele game?

Is this still the male god they know?

Lin Wenxuan stroked her chin and wondered, could a male god be captured in one National Day?

"Zhao Hele, what are you playing?"

Zhao Hele was taken aback by the sudden hug from behind, without even thinking about who it was, twitched his forehead slightly and gritted his teeth: "Lin Wenxuan, how many times have I told you not to keep silent!"

Lin Wenxuan put one arm around the man's shoulder from behind, with a casual expression on his face: "Haven't you gotten used to it after so many years?"

"...my right hand is strong, which part do you choose to be able to hit?" Zhao Hele slowly raised his right hand in a gesture to hit someone.

"Hey hey hey." Lin Wenxuan held the man's fist and said with a playful smile, "Don't be like this, at least we got to know each other."

Zhuo Yi's eyes fell on Lin Wenxuan's arms around Zhao Hele, his gaze was deep.

Cheng Lin shook his head speechlessly, and kicked Lin Wenxuan's ass: "Don't be poor, do business, eat chicken!" Then he sat down in his seat and turned on the computer.

Lin Wenxuan waved his hands and straightened up and sat back in his seat to turn on the computer, muttering incessantly: eat chicken, eat chicken.

"These nerds who are addicted to games." Zhao Hele expressed helplessness.

"I don't play games."

"Huh?" Zhao Hele heard Zhuo Yi talking beside him, and turned his head to look at him: "Don't you play games? Then what do you usually do for entertainment?"

"Reading, drawing, taking pictures."

Very artistic.

"Clap clap-"

The otaku behind him who was eating chicken suddenly clapped his hands and said in unison: "Sure enough, literature and art, sure enough male god!"

After finishing speaking, he continued to bow his head to play the game, the keyboard and mouse clicked.

Zhao Hele: ​​"..."

Zhuo Yi still looked calm: "Why, can't you?"

Zhao Hele laughed and said, "Don't pay attention to the two of them, of course, literature and art, male god, perfect match." After finishing speaking, they also applauded.

Seeing people smiling, Zhuo Yi bent his eyes, and felt that what the person in front of him said was better than those two homeboys, so he also asked people:

"What about you?"

Zhao Hele couldn't help being taken aback by this question, but for a moment, he stretched out his hand to touch the book and said, "Of course I also read."

It's a pastime now, it wasn't before.

Lin Wenxuan turned her head slightly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, maybe it was because of someone's words.

"Hey Lin Wenxuan, they shot at you, what are you doing there!!!!"

"Oh, oh, I'm in a hurry to pee, I missed my hand." Lin Wenxuan immediately looked away and returned to the game, but she was still a little distracted.

Zhuo Yi didn't ask people any more, after all...he already knew.

There was a public class on music history in the afternoon. When Zhao Hele arrived, there were only a few seats left in the last row. He had no choice but to sit in the back resigned to his fate. Who told him to get up late.

It's better to work harder to listen to the lectures. Fortunately, he is not short-sighted.

"cough."

As soon as Zhao Hele sat down, he heard the person beside him coughing, and turned his head in a daze. When he found that it was Lin Wenxuan, his eyes widened.

"Hush..." Lin Wenxuan pressed his index finger to his lips to make people sit down quickly.

"Why did you come here? Don't you have classes?" Zhao Hele looked at him suspiciously, why did he come here suddenly.

Lin Wenxuan took out a bottle of JUKUJUKU from the drawer and put it in front of the person, then leaned on the chair with folded arms like a gentleman and said:

"I just want to come to accompany you. That old man Sixiu's class is too boring, so I asked someone in my class to help me order and come here."

"Hey." Zhao Hele took the drink and unscrewed the bottle cap in a funny way and took a sip: "Boring."

Lin Wenxuan crossed his heels like the second generation ancestor, put his long arms on the back of the chair, and his posture was chic, which attracted the attention of many girls.

Zhao Hele slapped the man's thigh with great strength and mercilessness: "Sit down properly and don't attract the teacher's attention!"

"Hiss...couldn't you be a little bit harder?" Lin Wenxuan rubbed her thigh in pain.

"Didn't you see that you are attracting attention? Please put your legs down and don't embarrass me, thank you." Zhao Hele sighed and turned his gaze back to the book.

This guy is just idle.

Lin Wenxuan looked around from the corner of his eye, and really felt a lot of staring eyes.My heart suddenly felt happy, there are so many girls in the Conservatory of Music, how can they have a computer like theirs... Tsk, if Zhao Hele's past is like this, he should hold it in the palm of his hand.

"Lele, it seems that I have to come to you often."

Zhao Hele didn't lift his head while pointing to the teacher's point: "Oh."

Lin Wenxuan supported his head and looked at Fa Xiao beside him, and dishonestly put his hand over to cover the book.

"Go away." Zhao Hele tapped down with a pen, looked up at the person and said, "Be honest and don't bother me, or I will leave in the next class."

"It's so fierce." Lin Wenxuan rubbed the man's head and said with a smile, "Like a dog."

"..." Zhao Hele looked at the person expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay, let's not bother you, let's go to class." Lin Wenxuan pushed the bottle of lactic acid bacteria in front of the person again.

Zhao Hele picked it up and took a couple of sips to continue listening to the class.

Lin Wenxuan looked at the people beside her with her arms under her head, not thinking about anything, just watching.It seems that it has been like this since childhood, Zhao Hele looked at the front, he looked at Zhao Hele, and he didn't know if he was used to it, or it might be because he watched people practice the piano too much.

This kind of gaze is involuntary, because it is his habit to Zhao Hele since he was a child.

Not so in candid photos.

The two girls behind seemed to have discovered some explosive news, they didn't even listen to it in class, and hurriedly shared the candid photos on WeChat.

Female A: Hey, see, is that Zhao Hele from the violin class? Who is the boy next to him?He's so handsome and seems a little bit to Zhao Hele...

Otome: I'll send you a picture I took just now, the two of them must have sex!

After downloading the original picture, Girl A confirmed her thoughts even more, so she typed quickly.

Female A: I'm not sure about Zhao Hele, but I think that boy must be interested in Zhao Hele.How can a normal boy look at another boy like that, right?

Otome: Absolutely, that boy is really warm, his eyes are pampering, and he even brings drinks.And just now I heard that the boy is not from the music department!It must be because of Zhao Hele's skipping class to accompany someone, it's really touching!

Female A: (moving jpg.)

Otome: I heard that Zhao Hele's dormitory is very awesome. None of the four are from the same major. Do you know that one of them is a newcomer to the Department of Architecture?

Female A: I know, Zhuo Yi!Holy crap, I met someone in the cafeteria before. He was tall, handsome, and white, with an explosive temperament. I have never seen such a calm and elegant person!

Otome: Then we can start a big show now. Take a look at our delicious Zhao Hele. There is Zhuo Yi in the front, who is cold and elegant, and the boy in the back is handsome and saucy. Tell me, how about it!

Female A: Uh heh heh heh, there is another one, there is another boy in Zhao Hele's dormitory!

Otome: Uh... yes, I have an idea for a big drama.

Female A: (jump jpg.)

The angle of the candid photo was very good. Zhao Hele took a pen and lowered his head to write notes seriously. The light outside outlined this fair and handsome face.The corners of Lin Wenxuan's lips raised slightly while he was looking at people on his arm, and his gaze was on Zhao Hele.

Looking at it this way, it seems that there is something real.

And Zhuo Yi, who was taking a sketch class in the art building, felt his phone vibrate, stopped writing and opened WeChat, but the photo above made his eyes sink.

Lin Zhicheng: Zhuo Yi Zhuo Yi, are they your roommates?

He replied: what.

Lin Zhicheng: My girlfriend is from the music department. She said that during the music appreciation class in the afternoon, she saw these two people suspected of being in a relationship, so she sent me to ask if you know the boy next to Zhao Hele.

Suspected of falling in love?

Zhuo Yi's eyes became darker, and he replied: How does your girlfriend know that I share a dormitory with them?

Lin Zhicheng: I told him before that Zhuo Yi, the hero of our class, and she knows Zhao Hele, and knows that you live in the same dormitory with him.So let me ask.Hey, hey, isn't it, are they really... falling in love?Ouch, that would be a blast.

Zhuo Yi's face was gloomy, and he put the phone back in his pocket, "Dating?"With Lin Wenxuan?

how is this possible.

impossible.

Lin Zhicheng looked at the reply message and said two words: no time.

So he silently raised his head to find out which corner Zhuo Yi was drawing, and then... saw the male god go out from the back door.Scratching your head in doubt, did you go to the bathroom?

The author has something to say:

Male god: Lin Wenxuan, you are finished!

Lin Wenxuan: Huh?Feel the chill in the back.