Chapter 14: Did it ever occur to you that I might like the fact that she's a female?

The newly created number can't play matchmaking right away, and there aren't many heroes that can be played. Wang Luan did some maneuvering and quickly got Chen Jingshen a number.

"Isn't that Zhang Xianjing's number?" Zuo Kuan asks, "Who's on it?"

"Number one in the grade, the college bully in our class." Wang Luan moves his mouse, "I'm open."

Zuo Kuan was stunned, and just as he was about to ask Chen Jingshen how a nerd like him could play an online game, he was interrupted by a thumping sound, and they entered the game interface.

Chen Jingshen played for the first time and took a Nurse Support under the guidance of Wang Luan.

"Xueba, see the three paths on the map? You go to the bottom one," Wang Luan said, "Yu Fan is playing AD in this game, just follow him, his AD is very strong."

Yu Fan wanted to drive him to another road, but Yu Guang glimpsed Chen Jingshen's serious look at his skills and shut his mouth.

Forget it, just bring an obtrusive pendant, he's often one-two when he plays down the road anyway.

Five minutes later.

Yu Fan looked at the auxiliary who had replenished more soldiers than him and couldn't hold back, "What are you doing moving my soldiers as an auxiliary?"

Chen Jingshen: "Your soldiers?"

"The minions down the road are AD's."

"Got it." Chen Jingshen turned back to the bushes, "Here you go."

"......"

You try that patronizing tone again?

Yu Fan was running for his life with blood left in his hands when Yu Guang saw Chen Jingshen's nanny coming towards him with full blood.

Yu Fan immediately turned around and got ready for the big time.

Then get held down in the grass and wheeled to death.

Yu Fan looked at the milkmaid who was already half a map away from him, "We're in a group over here, and you're going up the road to shop?"

Chen Jingshen asked rhetorically, "Can't you beat it?"

"......"

When it was time to play dinner, Yu Fan looked at his red record on a page and fell into silence.

"Take a break, I can't." Wang Luan put down the mouse, "I'll go buy some food, Yu Fan, what do you want to eat? Where's the school bully?"

Yu Fan lost his fill and said with a wooden face, "No food."

Chen Jingshen : "No, thanks."

Wang Luan got up and went to the front desk to buy food. Yu Fan turned off the game and zoomed back in on the live broadcast page, realizing that the blue-haired anchor he had just watched had gone off the air early, and the platform had automatically transferred him to another popular League of Legends live broadcast room.

It's a female anchor, previously a professional female player of other MOBA games, retired from playing League of Legends on a live broadcasting platform to earn big money, because of her good skills and interesting personality, coupled with her pretty face and sexy body, she attracted a lot of fans.

Yu Fan was tired of losing and not in the mood to move anymore, so he simply zoomed in on the screen and leaned back on the couch, concentrating on the anchorwoman's maneuvers.

Side vision burned.

Yu Fan couldn't stand the stares and skimmed his head frowning, "What, do I have a net class on my face?"

Chen Jingshen The line of sight swept through the female anchor's video window, "You usually watch these?"

"What else, see Hu Pang?"

Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds, "You like rabbit ears?"

Yu Fan: "?"

"Or," Chen Jingshen thought about the wording, "nanny dresses?"

"......"

Yu Fan That's when he noticed the dress on the anchorwoman.

He wanted to say stupid it's called a maid's outfit, the words trailed off and he changed it to, "Did it ever occur to you that I might like the fact that she's a woman?"

After saying that, he deliberately lifted his finger and gave the anchorwoman a follow in front of Chen Jingshen.

Chen Jingshen looks at his screen in silence for a moment, skimming his head and looking back at his computer.

Yu Fan glanced over and saw Chen Jingshen clicking on Hu Pang's online class again, but the corners of his mouth were tensed down, looking not too happy, his face stinking like Hu Pang owed him eight million dollars.

Who's that face for?

Yu Fan, who was watching, withdrew his gaze, licked his lips, picked up the bottle of mineral water in his hand, took two sips, turned his head to say something, and just as he opened his mouth-

"I'm not thirsty." Chen Jingshen suddenly said.

"......" Who the hell cares if you're thirsty?

Yu Fan turned his head back and went back to watching the hostess.

What's wrong with watching female anchors?

And no offense.

Wang Luan propped his elbows on the counter and stretched his head to command, "Brother, dip me in more ketchup."

"Sung." The receptionist skillfully applied the sauce to the hot dog, "You're buying this much by yourself?"

Wang Luan raised his chin, "I still have two brothers."

Even though the two men said they wouldn't eat, Wang Luan decided to buy a few more in case they got hungry later.

Wang Luan shook his head and tsked, thinking that it would be hard to find a brother as good as me.

The receptionist followed his gaze, "The one sitting in the center is your friend, huh? When he first came in, I thought I was in the wrong store."

"Hey, don't tell me, that's what I thought when I first saw him." Wang Luan waited a bit idly, his eyes drifting around to the monitor next to the front desk computer.

A short, fat figure stood at the front door of the first floor, his back to the monitor. Wang Luan stares at the top of the man's head for a moment, smiles and casually says, "Holy shit, look at this guy bald."

The receptionist glanced over, "Looks kind of familiar."

On the monitor, the man raised his hand and touched his empty head.

Wang Luan followed suit and touched his hair as well, "I look familiar too, haha ......"

The man turned around, revealing the face that made all the students in the South City's seventh middle school feel fear.

Wang Luan's smile froze on his face, "I, grass."

Wang Luan runs back with four hot dogs in his hand.

When he went back, Yu Fan was just getting up from his position, his face stinking probably from the afternoon's back-to-back kneeling.

"Yu Fan! Yu Fan!" Wang Luan yelled, "Fat Tiger! Fat Tiger! Fat Tiger!!!"

Yu Fan was about to go to the restroom to calm down for a while when he heard the sound and thought Wang Luan was talking about Chen Jingshen's reopened online class.

He wrinkled his brow, "What's the point of shouting when you're just looking?"

"No! No!" Wang Luan says, "Fat Tiger's coming to get us! He's fucking downstairs! He's about to storm the building!"

"?"

At that moment, a musical bell rang unexpectedly, and most of the boys in the area looked up abruptly!

It's a sign that the teacher is coming!

Wang Luan : "Hurry up ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yu Fan had already turned around quickly and grabbed the collar of the person who was watching the online class.

"The lecturer himself is here, why are you still looking?" Yu Fan said, "Take your bag!"

Two seconds later, a mid-air roar came from the hallway - "South City 7th Middle School! No one is allowed to run!!!"

Chen Jingshen picked up his school bag from the ground, and before he had time to put it on his back, his wrist was abruptly grabbed by someone.

The boy's palms were cold and he pulled him with vigor.

"What's the holdup?" Yu Fan said, "Run!"

Chen Jingshen has never been chased down the street.

The night market had been lit up, barbecue snacks opened their doors and set up their stalls, white mist rose hotly, stimulating the taste buds of passers-by, and a dozen or so boys scurried down the street in a comical scene.

Yu Fan ran fast, the wind swept up around him skimming his hair behind his ears, revealing that clean, good-looking face.

Chen Jingshen closed his eyes, clutched the shoulder strap of his school bag with one hand, and let the other person pull him across this narrow street.

Wang Luan watched as his two good classmates ran from the bottom of the crowd to the front of the crowd, faster and faster, farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from his sight.

What the fuck?

Fuck that!

Wasn't Yu Fan the delinquent who slept in class with him and skipped gym class hand in hand?

Isn't Chen Jingshen a soft, weak, short of breath, nerdy schoolteacher?

What makes them run so fast?

Wang Luan couldn't run any longer, so he stopped to catch his breath, and in his hands he was pinching a few hot dogs like an idiot, so much so that his fingers turned white.

I'm the dog licker for you two. Wang Luan thought sadly.

Hu Pang came up from behind.

Wang Luan leaned against the wall, looking at the short and fat figure that was still full of energy after running such a long way, and suddenly felt that he was the only one in the world who was a waste.

He was ready to be grabbed by Hu Pang, but who would have guessed that the other man would run right past him without stopping his feet--

"Stop! Stop in front! Yu Fan! Don't think I didn't see it was you! You stop now and we can still talk, or I'll see how I discipline you on Monday! Yu Fan--"

Wang Luan: "......"

Chen Jingshen doesn't know how long he's been led.

The neighborhood has changed from a snack street to a forest of high-rise buildings, and most of the pedestrians are tired office workers who have just finished working overtime.

Afraid of being spotted parked on the road, they ran into a 24h convenience store.

Yu Fan took time to calm his breathing before he remembered to look back.

The second before he turned his head, Chen Jingshen bent over and began to gasp for air over and over again.

Yu Fan watched his unnatural shoulders rise and fall and frowned, "...... you asthmatic?"

"No, a little tired." Chen Jingshen glanced at the seat by the window of the convenience store and asked with a light gasp, "Can you rest for a while?"

Yu Fan went to the counter and bought two bottles of water, one of which he put in front of Chen Jingshen.

Chen Jingshen is still breathing a bit heavily, he looks pale and looks like he hasn't gotten over it yet.

That's how vain it is.

Yu Fan reached out and unscrewed the cap for him, "Drink."

"Thanks." Chen Jingshen took it.

He tilted his head back to drink, the knot in the boy's protruding throat rolling gently with the swallowing motion.

The cell phone suddenly vibrated, Yu Fan picked it up and saw that it was Wang Luan's call.

"How's it going? Did you make it to America?" Wang Luan asked.

"The door has turned, shitty place, not going." Yu Fan sipped his water, "You didn't get caught, did you?"

"No, so you still remember me." Wang Luan said, "I saw you running so fast just now and didn't look back at me, so I thought you had forgotten me."

"Don't be shady."

"Not I say, you just ran too damn fast," Wang Luan inexplicably said, "I see that you used to come out to the Internet, and not so afraid of being caught by the fat tiger ah."

He is not afraid.

There's a third-grade student here, isn't there?

"It's you that's too ......" Yu Fan voice ended abruptly.

"Too what?" Wang Luan asked.

The phone suddenly went silent, and Wang Luan froze, "Say something."

"It's not likely to be caught by Fat Tiger, is it? Hello? Yu Fan?

"Nothing."

Yu Fan responded perfunctorily, a little unnaturally.

Just in those few seconds when he was just stuck, his empty left hand was suddenly grabbed and pulled over.

The man who had been panting like a cow two minutes before was now back to his usual self and was staring at his fingers with downcast eyes.

Yu Fan followed Chen Jingshen's gaze downward, only to realize that he had somehow scraped a cut on the ring finger of his left hand. The scratch was a bit long, and blood flowed down the side of the finger, like wearing a dark red ring.

It was surprising that he didn't feel any pain even though he ran all the way over here.

"What did you just say too?" Wang Luan, still on the phone, said, "Finish your sentence if you can."

Yu Fan drew his hand back a little, but it didn't come out.

Chen Jingshen squeezed his fingers and surveyed his wounds in silence.

Chen Jingshen's fingers were warm, and after a moment of stalemate, Yu Fan suddenly felt that the piece of skin he was staring at itched a little.

He was just about to ask his opponent to let go when Chen Jingshen suddenly moved.

Chen Jingshen grabbed him with one hand and reached into his book bag with the other, rummaging through the bottom for a moment.

Then flipped out a Band-Aid.

Chen Jingshen's hands were large and his knuckles easily gathered his hand inside. Yu Fan watched in awe as he tore open the band-aid, covered the wound, and pushed it away to tighten it.

After making sure it was on, Chen Jingshen let go of him, crumpled the Band-Aid package into a ball, and got up to head for the trash can by the door.

Yu Fan's hand hung in mid-air, and the place where his fingers had just been pressed against it suddenly became light and a little cold.

On the cell phone, Wang Luan is still rambling, "So where are you now, I'll go over to find you, I'm still a little hungry after not eating my hot dog. Chen Jingshen is still next to you, hey why don't you say something--"

Chen Jingshen The moment before he turned back, Yu Fan quickly drew his hand back, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked out the window as if nothing had happened.