My boyfriend is weak and can't take care of himself

It's winter, and it's getting colder.

Tan Beiyao recently received a business order, and Party A was even more difficult to deal with than Gu Cangxing.

"Our boss has read your version, and thinks it can be more festive? For example, add a red bow to the vampire earl for decoration," the project manager in charge of communication took a red pen and circled the figure's abdomen, " And the attack here doesn’t seem to reflect our character’s eight-pack abs, does it? The boss counted it, and it’s only seven.”

After Tan Beiyao explained that the other abdominal muscle was hidden in the clothes, he asked him back: "Then why can't we have less clothes?"

Very good, ask him to stop.

Talking about Beiyao's yin and yang, "Otherwise, can I draw a naked one?"

The project manager is even more eccentric than him: "Nakedness can be used as a paid easter egg, and if there are more movements, a set of pictures can even be produced."

The game makers are really bold, Tan Beiyao can be locked up if he paints an attack and washes clothes with Shou, and here he even thinks there are too many attacks.

"My dear, you can wear less clothes, let's just forget about the bow? The Vampire Earl is a cruel character, don't you think it's strange to wear a bow?"

The project manager refused to give up: "Madam, it would be interesting to have the kind of ruthless boss suddenly wear a bow, don't you think it's cute?"

"I don't think so."

"The contrast is cute, the contrast is cute, madam! Think about it, a high-ranking person who has always been domineering and ruthless, and controls the lives and deaths of others, but he actually likes skin care and manicures in private, and dances "Learning to Meow" exquisite soft O, isn't it shocking?" Li, aren't you cute?"

Domineering and cold, condescending.

"Learning to Meow" soft O.

Tan Beiyao took a sip of wine: "I draw."

The project manager breathed a sigh of relief.

After the two chatted about the details, the project manager sent a link.

"There is a comic exhibition in City D this weekend. Is Mrs. Nanjin coming to attend? We have tickets here."

"Don't go."

Tan Beiyao is not interested in any gathering of more than a hundred people.

The manager was a little disappointed, but it was expected.

In the past two years, the manga circle has been in a downturn, and there are very few works out of the circle. This Nanjin is a top-notch artist who draws a series of comic circles. Many popular game manufacturers have also asked him to draw. Characters or illustrations.

But this person is very mysterious. With 60 million followers on Weibo, he only posts advertisements, and his circle of friends has nothing.

Apart from being sure that it is a man and alive, nothing else can be confirmed.

"Okay. Then if you change your mind, you can call me anytime~"

"Thank you."

As a result, two days later, Tan Beiyao, who refused to participate in the event of a hundred people, became a Buddha again.

"Brother! My dear brother! Please, I can't find anyone!" After class, Zhang Qiong clasped her hands together and swayed frantically, worshiping very reverently, "You don't know how heavy their bags are, I can't lift them by myself Move!"

Tan Beiyao: "...Why are you short of people every day?"

Zhang Qiong was also speechless: "Originally, our drama club had a lot of people in the music department, but by coincidence, they had a performance at the Cultural Palace on weekends, and half of them couldn't come. The rest of them were all pretty girls, and I was the only guy. I still have to be the heroine and the supporting actor and the villain, and I still have to carry the bag, bro, please, this is my once in a lifetime wish!"

"Then your life is really long enough, don't go."

After finishing speaking, Tan Beiyao walked around him and left.

Walking to the door of the classroom, he couldn't help turning his head back.

With tears in her eyes, Zhang Qiong silently looked at him behind her back. Seeing him turn around, Zhang Qiong clenched her fists with both hands and put them on her heart, and began the girl's prayer.

Tan Beiyao: "..."

Tan Beiyao: "You are really the president of the drama club."

Zhang Qiong was overjoyed: "Thank you Brother Yao! Long live Brother Yao!"

Tan Beiyao poured cold water on him: "Don't thank me in advance, I can't even run 1000 meters with my physical fitness."

Even the teachers in the university would not let him move the table, which is recognized as a real dish.

The old God Zhang Qiong is here: "It's okay, brother Yao, don't worry, we have unlimited foreign aid when you are here."

"..."

weekend.

After Tan Beiyao got up in the morning, he opened the curtains and was stunned for a moment.

It's snowing outside.

Tan Beiyao thought about it after putting on the down jacket, then took it off again, put on a fleece sweater and went out.

City D is a southern city. It hasn’t snowed for many years. There are southerners who have never seen snow everywhere in the school, shaking and taking videos.

When Tan Beiyao arrived at the school gate, several little girls were making a snowman together, and there was an acquaintance among them.

Nie Xiaozhu saw him first, his eyes lit up, and he waved wildly.

"Senior!"

With a wave of her hand, the others looked up and whispered.

"Wow, it's really talking about seniors!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhddddddddddddddrmergers'

"When I studied hard back then, if I didn't study for another year, I would be in the same class as my senior."

Tan Beiyao waved at them.

He didn't have a friendly appearance, and when he really came in front of everyone, the few people who were whispering just now were embarrassed to speak.

Nie Xiaozhu had communicated with him before, and at this moment he approached him very kindly.

"Senior, are you only responsible for helping us get things today? Do you want to play something?"

Tan Beiyao declined: "I prefer to be an audience."

Nie Xiaozhu was disappointed, and quickly cheered up again, "Then senior, watch carefully, Brother Qiong will play six roles today! Hahahahahaha!"

Tan Beiyao: "..."

Zhang Qiong came late, and when she arrived, she shared the milk tea in her hand like the neighborhood committee expressed condolences.

"Everyone has worked hard."

When it was sent to Tan Beiyao, he cupped his hands and bowed: "Brother Yao is the hardest!"

Tan Beiyao took it unceremoniously, put in a straw and drank it.

He didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, and he felt much better after drinking a cup of milk tea.

After Zhang Qiong finished distributing the milk tea, there were still two cups left in his hand. Nie Xiaozhu was curious: "Brother Qiong, are you thirsty? Buy yourself two cups?"

"No, there's someone else who hasn't come."

While talking, two black cars stopped.

The passenger door of the first car opened, and a gentle and elegant boy wearing glasses stepped out.

Nie Xiaozhu was surprised: "Brother Qin, didn't you go to the performance?"

The boy smiled: "I have a cold and a bad throat, so I can only ask for leave."

He could indeed hear a strong nasal voice when he opened his mouth.

Zhang Qiong handed him the milk tea in his hand and did not forget to introduce it.

"Qin Qingjue, the pillar of our drama club, is the number one major in the music department, and he is still a grass. Talking about Beiyao, you may have heard of it. It is said that the handsome guy who meets once every 160 years in D University is the treasure of our Academy of Fine Arts..."

"That's enough, that's enough." Tan Beiyao himself knew that he was good-looking and beautiful, but he didn't know that it was impossible. He had been confessed since he was a child, but it was really embarrassing to be read like a history of winning awards.

Qin Qingjue also smiled, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, senior, I have admired your name for a long time."

Tan Beiyao held his hand: "Thank you, hello."

The three boys and Nie Xiaozhu sat in the front one, and the remaining four girls sat in the back one. The two cars were just full.

Nie Xiaozhu was sitting in the co-pilot. The three boys were not fat, and the back seat was a little cramped but they could still sit down.

Zhang Qiong was a little motion sick, so she could only sit by the car window with the window open a crack.

Tan Beiyao was originally afraid of the cold, even if he was sitting on the other side, he still felt chills when the wind kept blowing in.

Qin Qingjue, who was sitting in the middle, took a look in the rearview mirror and found out.

"parking."

The car stopped on the side of the road, he got out of the car, and came back with a coat in his hand.

"Senior, if you don't mind putting it on, why don't you put it on first? It's clean. I left it on the car after dry cleaning a while ago and forgot to take it."

Only then did Zhang Qiong come to his senses: "Oh yes, brother Yao, you are afraid of the cold, I'll close the window if it's okay."

Tan Beiyao looked at his dazed and pale face with the car window open, "Okay, you spit it out in his car."

After finishing speaking, he took the coat, "Thank you, I'll return it to you after washing when I come back."

Qin Qingjue smiled, "No need, just put it on for a while, how can I wash it?"

Tan Beiyao thought about it and was not hypocritical.

After adding a coat, it was much warmer. They went out early, the road was not so congested, and they arrived at the gymnasium smoothly.

There is already a queue at the entrance of the gymnasium.

Because they have performances, there is no need to queue up through the staff passage through the back door.

Tan Beiyao was self-aware of his own body, at most he helped carry the clothes, and he consciously didn't touch the heavy props at first glance.

The few people were going to act in a classic episode of a domestic animation. Tan Beiyao had never watched it, so he watched their rehearsal with some curiosity.

Qin Qingjue couldn't play because he had a cold, so he explained the plot to him.

The number of people in the venue gradually increased, and after a while, there were people standing around, staring at the two people talking under the stage with piercing eyes.

Zhang Qiong couldn't stand it, so she came down to bombard people when she had no role to play.

"Hurry up, both of you, don't delay our performance here."

Tan Beiyao was fascinated by what he heard, and only after being chased away by Zhang Qiong did he come back to his senses.

Qin Qingjue also smiled.

"Then senior, shall we go shopping?"

Tan Beiyao nodded: "Okay."

This was Beiyao's first visit to the comic exhibition, and Qin Qingjue next to him was obviously not the first time, and he introduced the various exhibition halls to him very skillfully.

"Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've been obsessed with Two-dimensional since high school, and my current goal is to be a high-quality otaku." As he spoke, the gentle and noble elementary school boy gave himself a thumbs up.

Tan Beiyao laughed.

The venue was very large. Although it was snowing outside, there were still many people. Tan Beiyao even saw a game manufacturer who asked him to do illustrations.

Feiyou Games is the leading game manufacturer in China, and the one who asked me to make an illustration is its mobile game. It has been in operation for six years, and it still gets scolded by players on the hot searches from time to time.

Tan Beiyao doesn't like to play mobile games, but he has played Feiyou's client game "Sword Feather" for many years.

Unexpectedly, Qin Qingjue is also a veteran player of "Sword Feather".

The two experienced the new features in the "Sword Feather" experience area, and scolded the game planner together, and joined them after the "Sword Feather" customer service heard it.

After scolding Qin Qingjue, he took out his mobile phone: "Senior, let's add a WeChat, and go back and play games together."

"Okay."

The signing area is next door to the game area. Tan Beiyao took a look around with great interest, and even found some acquaintances.

He doesn't have many friends in this circle, and Buckwheat is the one with whom he has the best relationship.

But Tan Beiyao draws Danmei comics, and occasionally contacts business orders, and Buckwheat draws doujin.

There were a dozen or so people in front of the booth with the buckwheat sign hanging. Seeing that he was interested, Qin Qingjue looked up, with a strange expression on his face.

"Buckwheat? The fan artist who painted me...Zhu Miao and Yan Zheqi?"

Zhu Miao and Yan Zheqi are two popular male stars recently, because they have gained a large number of CP fans by playing the leading roles and villains in popular TV dramas.

"Hmm. Have you seen it too?"

Qin Qingjue was in a complicated mood, "I've seen it, even the episode."

Eighteen bans outside the episode, the speed of the car went to the sky.

Of course, Tan Beiyao also watched it, and he touched his nose uncomfortably when he casually discussed this topic with his junior.

The two lined up silently, and it took a while to get there.

Buckwheat looks pretty cute, and her dress fits the atmosphere of the venue.

Silver hair dyed green, with a forehead protector, three cat whiskers painted on the cheeks, bandages on the wrists, wearing a male high school uniform, and skillfully picked up a book to sign.

"What do you want to sign?"

Qin Qingjue was silent for a moment, then Qiaomai looked up and was taken aback.

I'm going, she looks so good-looking!

"Just sign," Qin Qingjue took a deep breath, "Happy birthday to Zhu Miao."

Then Buckwheat turned his gaze back.

Oh, Zhu Miao's single push.

After he finished signing, Qin Qingjue took the book and said thank you.

It was Tan Beiyao's turn, and Qiaomai looked at him blankly.

"Just sign a buckwheat." Tan Beiyao remained calm.

Buckwheat stared at him blindly signing, and took another book after signing.

"Hey, what, it's a courtesy, can you sign it for me?"

Tan Beiyao: "..."

Buckwheat disappointed: "Can't you?"

Tan Beiyao laughed: "Ms. Buckwheat, this is your signing booth."

Buckwheat wiped her mouth, "Oh, where is your signing booth? I can close the booth now."

This person is quite mature and stable in private, and he is not too young, he is very social animal.How come real people are like this?

Qin Qingjue quietly turned away Buckwheat's eyes.

"Senior, it's getting late, shall we go back and see them?"

"it is good."

The two turned and left, Buckwheat stood up from his seat.

"That! Your name!"

he asked loudly.

The eyes of the people around him glanced over.

... shameful.

Tan Beiyao took a deep breath and smiled lightly.

"Tachibana Taki." ①

The comic exhibition will last for one day, but Zhang Qiong and the others only show the morning show, and it will end at eleven o'clock.

After the end, everyone excitedly went to the meeting place. Tan Beiyao was tired from shopping early, and he hadn't eaten in the morning, so he took out a piece of bread from his bag to make do with it.

Qin Qingjue frowned, and quickly let go.

"Senior, I'm hungry too, why don't we go out and eat something before coming in?"

"Huh? Can you come in after going out of the comic exhibition?"

"It's okay, we are the staff, we can come in, I know there is a restaurant nearby that is quite delicious."

Seeing him hesitate, Qin Qingjue reached out and pulled his arm.

"Let's go senior, I promise it will be delicious."

The moment he came out of the heated stadium, Tan Beiyao unconsciously shrank his neck.

The restaurant is indeed not far away, and it takes only two or three minutes to walk there.

It's a French private kitchen, Tan Beiyao wanted to say "let's go" when he got the menu, but Qin Qingjue had already ordered it.

"Two set meals, plus two steaks." Qin Qingjue closed the menu, "Senior, do you think there is anything else you want to eat?"

"Uh, no more."

Food came quickly.

First served two appetizers, then four main courses plus steak, and the last two desserts, it took more than an hour to serve just one dish.

Tan Beiyao tasted each of them, but at the end he forgot what the first dish was.

While eating, the WeChat alert rang.

Gu Cangxing: "Have you eaten yet?"

Tan Beiyao swallowed the cherry foie gras and replied, "I've eaten it^_^"

Gu Cangxing: "It's so early today? What did you eat?"

"Scallion noodles."

"Is it tasty?"

"It's not delicious, I won't eat it next time."

"Senior." Qin Qingjue called him softly, and gestured with his hand.

Tan Beiyao was at a loss: "Huh?"

Qin Qingjue smiled, took the tissue beside him, and reached out to wipe off the sauce on the corner of his mouth.

Tan Beiyao retreated abruptly to avoid his hand.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself."

Qin Qingjue's hand stopped in the air, and he took it back after a pause.

After eating, Qin Qingjue rushed to scan the QR code, but Tan Beiyao didn't stop him. After remembering the bill, he transferred the money to him from WeChat.

The two strolled back to the gymnasium, and they were able to go back through the staff passage.

Zhang Qiong and the others were still shopping, and Qin Qingjue, a member of the drama club, was arrested and helped to line up as soon as he came back.

Tan Beiyao was really tired, so he poured a cup of hot water in the corner of the rest area and watched his phone.

Gu Cangxing chatted with him for a few words and then stopped talking. This is also normal. President Gu is either at work or going to work soon.

Inexplicably, Tan Beiyao remembered eating with Gu Cangxing before.

At that time, the two had just signed a contract and were on their first date.

It was also a French restaurant. Mr. Gu was at the time when he was the hottest woman. The dining table was more than three meters long. Gu Cangxing sat on one end, and he sat on the other end. There were two candlesticks and three vases in the middle, so short-sighted people could not see clearly each other's face.

The menus were all in French, and Tan Beiyao couldn't understand any of them, so after Gu Cangxing finished ordering, Tan Beiyao wittily said to the waiter, "Just like him."

Two plates of bloody steaks were quickly served, and Tan Beiyao felt that he was more cooked than the steaks when he chased them in the sun and gnawed them.

Tan Beiyao cut the steak into small pieces and ate a piece. He really couldn't accept the taste.

At this moment, Gu Cangxing waved his hand and said something to the waiter. After a while, he talked about the steak that Bei Yao had gnawed uncooked and replaced it with milk cheese mashed potatoes and a well-done steak.

Since then, the restaurant menus for the two's routine dates must be in Chinese.

In fact, before signing the contract, Beiyao suffered from insomnia for a long time. He is not a naive child. This kind of love contract is to change the relationship between the two parties from strangers to lovers.

Tan Beiyao is not a firm and arrogant character, no matter what the hidden meaning of this contract is, he has no choice at that time.

But luckily his life wasn't that bad.

No matter how cruel Gu Cangxing is in the eyes of outsiders, when he gets along with Tan Beiyao, the other party is always a gentleman and takes care of him more.

Thanks to his care, Tan Beiyao slowly accepted his new identity, and even thought about drawing comics to make money.

"It's when Mr. Gu will recover from his illness." Tan Beiyao put his chin on the table and said with emotion.

At six o'clock in the evening, the comic exhibition officially ended.

When you come, you pack big and small bags, and when you leave, you pack big bags.

The girls bought a bunch of book signing badges around the posters... Even Zhang Qiong flushed with excitement.

"I got it, I got it!" He took out a stick from his bag, "My daughter's crystal magic wand!"

After returning home with a full load, a group of people were exhausted enough, and they couldn't eat as they had planned to eat.

When Tan Beiyao was about to get off the car, Qin Qingjue smiled, "Senior, don't you live at school? It just so happens that I don't live at school either, so let's take you back first."

"No, I'm very close."

"The snow outside has melted, and the road is covered with mud, making it difficult to walk."

Zhang Qiong also chimed in: "That's right, both of you seem to be heading south, so you should both go along the same way. My brother Yao is asking you, Lao Qin."

Qin Qingjue nodded, "Brother Qiong, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

Tan Beiyao didn't say anything more.

The car quickly arrived at the gate of the community, and unfamiliar vehicles were not allowed to enter.

Tan Beiyao thanked him and got out of the car.

"Senior." Qin Qingjue suddenly stopped him and got out of the car.

Tan Beiyao turned around, "What's wrong?"

Qin Qingjue scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, I didn't drink water all day today, can you invite me to your house for a drink?"

Tan Beiyao was finally confirmed.

He was silent for a moment and smiled.

"Probably inconvenient."

"what's wrong?"

"My boyfriend is jealous."

Qin Qingjue's expression froze, and then he shrugged regretfully.

"Okay, sorry, senior."

"fine."

Tan Beiyao nodded politely at him, turned and left.

As soon as he entered the gate of the community, Qin Qingjue's voice came from behind him.

"Senior!"

Tan Beiyao turned his head.

Standing under the street lamp, Qin Qingjue smiled at him brightly and cleanly.

"Let's play games together later."

Such sunshine makes people feel better unconsciously.

Tan Beiyao lowered his head and smiled, "Let's talk about it."

He waved and left.

Qin Qingjue looked at his back, sighed sadly after a while, turned around, got into the car, and left.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a black car quietly started the engine and slowly drove into the community.

Tan Beiyao didn't have a good meal all day today. When he got home, he slumped on the sofa and ordered a takeaway.

In order to reward himself for a busy day today, Tan Beiyao gritted his teeth and ordered a barbecue meal. When paying, the red envelope and the voucher were deducted and it cost more than 60 yuan.

The delivery fee is four yuan...how can it be so expensive? It's only three kilometers, and it doesn't cost him four yuan to ride there by himself, right? ?

Tan Beiyao looked out the window.

Outside the snowflakes began to swirl again.

Forget it, the money still has to be earned by others.

Tan Beiyao opened a bottle of wine and drank half of it happily. After drinking the alcohol, his limbs and bones after a day of cold gradually warmed up.

It will take a while for the meal to be delivered, Tan Beiyao changed into pajamas, turned on the computer, and prepared to play games for a while.

As soon as he clicked on the app, the phone's WeChat vibrated.

Gu Cangxing: "Have you eaten yet?"

Is Mr. Gu's surname Fan recently? Why do you keep asking him about Fan?

Tan Beiyao glanced at the time.

It's seven o'clock, and it's time to finish eating.

Tan Beiyao: "It's over^_^"

"What to eat?"

"Pork dumplings. Did Mr. Gu eat it?"

"Not yet. Is it delicious?"

"Okay."

"Did you drink today?"

"No!" As he spoke, he happily threw two goji berries into the cup, and drank happily!

Cool!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Three kilometers so fast?

Is the takeaway guy promising?

Tan Beiyao thought so, put the half-drunk wine on the table, stepped on his slippers, walked to the door, and opened the door without looking.

At the door, a man in a black windbreaker stood, looking at him with a half-smile.

Tan Beiyao: "..."

Tan Beiyao: "...Mr. Gu?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Gu is here to catch the cat!

Tachibana Taki: The hero of "Your Name"

感谢在2022-01-1108:14:06~2022-01-1220:58:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: standing on the overpass and counting 5 bottles of headlights;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!