He found that it was a bit strange that he could even get distracted looking at beautiful women.
When he saw Wu Yiran before, this kind of thing had never happened.
In fact, he himself has discovered that, for some reason, he has become more and more distracted recently, and his fantasy world has become more and more abundant.
But just for a moment, the fantasy that appeared in his mind was that of the white-haired himself and the white-haired Belvia, cuddling together and dying together.
He didn't know why he could have such a strong imagination. As for Belvia in his imagination, he always felt that the other queen should look like what he imagined, and she was still so beautiful.
Then, he thought of a dream he had a few days ago, in which the other person seemed to be the queen of a country...
That's right, just after being awakened, he actually became distracted again.
If he is a top student, he must think that he is sick.
But now, he only feels that his imagination has been improved again. This is the evolution of the brain!
Of course, this is purely his own secondary idea.
"Zhao Cheng, you are also lucky. You happen to sit at the same table as me. Now I have a good thing for you here."
A hand patted Zhao Cheng on the shoulder, waking Zhao Cheng up. Then Zhao Cheng looked at the skinny monkey-like boy next to him, with his bright smile.
This boy is Zhao Cheng's deskmate. His name is Sun Yi. He has a good name, but he is not a good person. Before he was his deskmate with Sun Yi, he had seen Sun Yi and two others who had poor grades but were poor at home.
A very rich boy bullied a boy who came from a poor family but studied hard.
A top student is the natural enemy of a bad student. If a top student is strong and has good grades, no one will dare to mess with him. But if he has good grades, is weak, and has poor family conditions, he will be easily bullied.
Therefore, Zhao Cheng has a very clear view of Sun Yi. Even if he is smiling brightly, it is just an appearance. He is very bad on the inside.
"What's up?"
Zhao Cheng glanced at the other party, but there was no emotion in his voice.
When he was in junior high school, because he was relatively thin, some strong people tried to bully him. Then he got feces on his broom and chased them so much that they didn't dare to go back to the classroom. In the end, he even alerted the dean of students.
After that, no one dared to mess with him, mainly because the price was too high and it was easy to die.
"Of course it's a good thing. Zhao Cheng, think about it. With our grades and our family, even if we go to college, it's a pheasant school. It will be difficult to find a job in the future. But now, there is a golden opportunity in front of us. Just once
Li Yuanhao from the class, the son of the richest family in Xiangcheng, plans to set up a company for fun. Because he cares about the friendship between classmates, he does not plan to recruit people outside, but selects people in the school..."
Sun Yi sputtered a lot, but the meaning behind his words was that this is a good opportunity. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
What Sun Yi said was nonsense, but Zhao Cheng was keenly aware of the unreliability of this matter.
According to Sun Yi, even if something goes wrong in Mr. Li's company, Mr. Li's magnanimity will definitely arrange for them properly. Most likely, they will be sent directly to the family business so that he will not have to worry about anything.
But in Zhao Cheng's opinion, this is just painting a bigger picture.
It sounds nice now, but at that time, the young master will feel comfortable, pat his butt and leave. I am afraid that except for a few who are particularly good at flattering, most of the others will be in vain.
Zhao Cheng admits that he is not the kind of person who likes to flatter others.
As his mind turned, Zhao Chengcheng understood that Sun Yi had evil intentions. He was pulling cannon fodder to play with Mr. Li.
Sure enough, in this world, if someone says they have something good to do to you for no reason, they are probably trying to trick you...
Zhao Cheng's thoughts were spinning very quickly, and he was also surprised. He was surprised that he actually figured out the routine after just a little thought.
If it were my old self, I might actually be moved.
"If you want to be a dog, don't get involved with me."
Zhao Cheng said.
"you!"
When Sun Yi heard this, he jumped up, clenched his fists, and was about to get into a physical conflict. But when he saw Zhao Cheng's cold eyes, his aura suddenly weakened, and he could not swing his fists down.
If Zhao Cheng's eyes were averted, he would definitely take action, but there was something wrong with Zhao Cheng's eyes.
For some reason, he felt that if he did it, the result might not be too wonderful.
Fortunately, at this time, the class bell rang, and Sun Yi immediately sat down on this step, moved his chair, and distanced himself from Zhao Cheng.
As for Zhao Cheng, he didn't care about Sun Yi, but felt that something was wrong with him.
He clutched his chest, feeling the dissipated violence, feeling a little unlike himself.
Just for a moment, he felt a rage in his heart, and even had a desire to directly attack Sun Yi's eyes and throat with the pen in his hand...
He thinks that he is a very kind person, why is this happening?
Could it be that I saw it wrong?
In fact, he is a vicious person at heart, but he has covered up this in the peaceful times?!
Jingle Bell!
After a long time, the bell rang again, this time it was the school bell. Zhao Cheng watched Belvia walk out of the classroom before getting up.
Today, he still has no interaction with Belvia.
It's not that he lacks courage, it's just that it always feels like it's not the right time, and he's familiar with this feeling. It was the same with Wu Yiran back then. It's the feeling of meeting true love.
With a trace of sadness, Zhao Cheng walked home alone. School ended early, so there were not many people in the community yet, but when Zhao Cheng opened the door, he could already smell the fragrance.
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Father Zhao and mother Zhao were still at work at this time, so Zhao Xiaoxiang was the one cooking.
"Zhao Cheng, you are back. Let me show you what I drew today. It was what I dreamed about last night. See if it looks handsome..."
Shortly after finishing cooking, Zhao Xiaoxiang, who was resting on the sofa, jumped up when he heard the noise. He raised a piece of drawing paper towards Zhao Cheng with both hands.
"Hey, please slow down."
Zhao Cheng quickly supported the other party.
Zhao Xiaoxiang is very thin. To be precise, he is just skin covering bones and weighs only over 70 kilograms.
About three years ago, Zhao Xiaoxiang contracted a strange disease, and her body suddenly became weak. Compared with the physical weakness, the most important thing was the mental weakness. At first, she just couldn't bear the bright light, but gradually,
Even people's gazes are a bit unbearable. Once he goes to a crowded place, he will fall into a coma.
After going to many hospitals, they all came to the conclusion that she was mentally damaged and could only be recuperated slowly. In this way, she might be able to live for a few more years. Her body was actually healthy.
Because of this disease, she had no choice but to give up her studies and recuperate at home.
Originally, she was not allowed to cook as a patient, but she insisted that her life must have some meaning.
She even taught herself painting, and now she has begun to take orders for original paintings online. Compared to her peers, she is already a wealthy woman.
Zhao Cheng looked at the weak Zhao Xiaoxiang, and naturally felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he did not show it, he just smiled and supported the other person, and then looked at the painting in the other person's hand.
The content in the painting is very abstract. The blurry light and shadow are messy, but there is an extraordinary spirit. It can be vaguely seen that in the light and shadow, it seems to be a person. No, to be precise, it is like a god. Zhao Cheng actually
I felt a kind of divinity.
The vague white gold pattern seems to be telling something.
Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment and then asked what the painting was.
"Of course I drew you. Let me tell you, in the dream, you..."
There is another chapter that is a little later and is being written.