Zhong Chen took the pill and swallowed it with water.
Then he opened the lid of the instant noodles and ate in small bites.
I don't know if it's because I'm hungry or it's because I've been exposed to instant noodles for the first time... Zhong Chen actually thinks it's much more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas.
"Thank you." He said to Qi Linqing.
Qi Linqing: "I read the ingredient list, and this instant noodle is very unhealthy. You must eat well next time, you know?"
Zhong Chen: "Well..."
This tone like a father teaching his son made him a little dizzy again.
Zhong Chen took a deep breath, as if his patience had been pulled to the peak.
"May I ask, how old were you in your last life?" he asked.
Qi Linqing frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Here it comes again.
Every time this kind of topic is encountered, the other party is used to pretending to be stupid, or changing the subject, as if they have built a defense line of iron and steel walls.
Zhong Chen felt strange emotions in his heart, as if he had bumped into a ghost in a silent mountain. However, he was short-handed and soft-mouthed. He had just eaten instant noodles and stomach medicine, so it was obviously inconvenient to continue asking questions in this situation.
After eating the instant noodles, his stomach ached less.
He threw the trash away, brushed his teeth again, and rolled the quilt back on the bed.
"Good night."
Slap.
The lights went out and the room fell into darkness.
After a while, Zhong Chen heard a muffled male voice from beside him saying:
"Good night."
Since that day, Zhong Chen discovered that their dormitory had undergone some silent changes.
For example, a bag of snacks, fruit, milk, etc. is placed on the table and cabinet.
For another example, a first-aid kit appeared in the house, which contained standing medicines. The most complete types of gastric medicine.
"Why did you buy these?" He asked knowingly.
Qi Linqing: "I bought you snacks and medicine, otherwise you will suddenly feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, and I don't know where to find them for you."
Zhong Chen didn't expect the other party to be so intentional at all.
But in fact, Fu Yi in his impression was not such a detail-oriented person.
In his view, Master is like a piece of wood.
Qi Linqing's intentional or unintentional provocative actions in front of him clearly showed a higher emotional intelligence.
"Thanks."
Zhong Chen pursed his lips, held back the joy in his heart and walked to the table and cabinet, opened the bag to see what snacks were inside.
result.
His eyes froze.
Compressed biscuits, baking soda crackers, low-calorie biscuits, dry oatmeal, low-sugar fluffy buns... what the hell are these!
"You call them snacks?" Zhong Chen turned around and asked.
Qi Linqing nodded, with a solemn expression, like an old pedant from the management office: "I have done a special investigation, and these are the healthiest foods in the entire studio supermarket."
Zhong Chen: "..."
He decided to take back the sentence that praised the other party's high EQ for the time being.
Qi Linqing was promoted to class A, and the whole class saw his paintings with their own eyes.
Then they all fell silent.
The other party's sketching and coloring skills are probably no better than the teacher's.
It simply made them doubt life—is he really a beginner in Western painting
The students discussed in private, and some even re-read "Transformer" on purpose. They carefully compared Qi Linqing's living environment in the first 18 years, and it didn't look like he had learned to paint at all.
Such a poor family should have no extra money for him to buy painting materials and paints.
I heard that Qi Linqing knew Chinese painting because he was lucky enough to meet a well-meaning local Chinese painting master who retired to teach him.
And in the days that followed, they saw how terrifying Qi Linqing's speed of progress was like a rocket.
According to the words of class A sketch teacher Shi Mingda: "Student Qi's drawings become better and more detailed every day to the extent visible to the naked eye, but what about you? I can't even see your progress with a magnifying glass!"
But in fact, Shi Mingda's words were exaggerated.
Painting is something that requires long-term persistence. It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to see the changes in progress in the short term.
He shouldn't compare ordinary people with geniuses like Qi Linqing.
Sure enough, many of Class A's self-confidence were greatly frustrated.
They used to be the objects of praise from the teachers, but now in front of Qi Linqing, they are as humble as the dust.
They intensify their time to paint day and night, and some even only sleep for a few hours a day.
However, in the end they found sadly that the distance between them and Qi Linqing was still getting farther and farther.
Several students in Class A had dark circles under their eyes and looked haggard. The students who were once unwilling looked at each other and decided to give up altogether.
"Too curly."
"We'll just be sucked dry by staying up all night."
The most unwilling thing in a person's life is to admit his mediocrity.
Maybe they were still proud before they met Qi Linqing.
But after today, these people completely put away the rebelliousness that they thought they were young geniuses.
They have seen with their own eyes what it means to have people beyond people and mountains beyond mountains.
The world of geniuses will never be understood by mortals.
Yan Xia is a student in Class C.
He loves sports and is popular in class.
On this day, he was holding a basketball with his classmates and preparing to go to the playground for a meeting.
When passing Class A, Yan Xia subconsciously slowed down and looked sideways into the window.
The classmate joked: "Which beauty are you looking at again?"
Yan Xia said seriously, "I'm looking at handsome guys."
"Tch." The classmate didn't take it seriously. After all, with Yan Xia growing up like this, no one thought he would be crooked.
Yan Xia's eyes fell on the young man sitting by the window, and his heart moved slightly.
It is lunch break now, and many students in the classroom are playing and playing with their mobile phones, but only he and a few students are still immersed in drawing.
Qi Linqing may never realize how charming he is when he paints.
His straight back, deep and meaningful side profile, and the elegant posture of raising his hand to write on the paper, are like a masterpiece of a master, firmly imprinted in Yan Xia's mind, and he can't get rid of it.
Yan Xia likes to draw.
He loved reading comics, comic books and so on since he was a child.
Perhaps since then, the seeds of art have been planted, secretly taking root and sprouting. Before he was about to face the college entrance examination at the age of eighteen, he suddenly broke through and got out of control.
So Yan Xia was not surprised to realize that she would be attracted by Qi Linqing.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?" He turned to ask his classmates.
Classmate: "No, no, you're still doing this now? Tell me, which girl do you like again?"
Yan Xia gave him a shudder on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm serious."
Classmate: "Who?"
Red appeared on Yan Xia's slightly dark skin, and she unconsciously smirked and said, "Qi Linqing."
classmate:"???"
Classmate: "You are crazy."
In fact, Yan Xia is not crazy.
He's still the smarter type.
From the time he ran into Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen every morning, he realized that these two were definitely not lovers.
Real couples can't get along like this.
That's why Yan Xia wanted to have the courage to give it a try. Is it possible that he will succeed
In this regard, the students can only say: "You are so courageous."
Yan Xia laughed and said, "No, I listen to Liang Jingru's songs every day, she is my goddess."
classmate:"… "
From that day on, Yan Xia decided to pursue Qi Linqing.
However, he has never chased boys before, and his limited love experience makes him only look for answers in Korean dramas.
For example, giving breakfast, giving gifts, running every morning to find each other and chatting awkwardly.
"Hi." He greeted each other directly and confidently.
Qi Linqing didn't notice it at first. Until he saw the breakfast and love chocolates sent by Yan Xia, even he, an ancient man, felt something was wrong.
Zhong Chen said to him expressionlessly: "This guy is chasing you."
Qi Linqing: "..."
It was the first time he was chased by a human in the 21st century.
Comparing the age, you can be the ancestor of the other party, right
Qi Linqing only thought that Yan Xia was still young, and tried to avoid him as much as possible. He and Zhong Chen started to run around the other side in the morning, and did not accept anything from Yan Xia.
Like, totally ignoring this guy.
However, Yan Xia still persevered, and came to wait at the door of Class A classroom after school. When encountering a sudden rainstorm, he immediately ran over to deliver an umbrella. Knowing that Zhong Chen likes to drink milk tea, he specially asked him to run errands to meet his liking.
He even got to know Feng Jiaqing by some means.
In the end, Feng Jiaqing couldn't hold back anymore and came to Qi Linqing: "Brother, why don't you explain it to him?"
Qi Linqing: "Huh?"
Feng Jiaqing sighed, "I think he is obsessed with his obsession. I told Yan Xia almost 1,800 times that you and Zhong Chen are a couple. He didn't believe it, and now he even buys milk tea for Zhong Chen..."
Qi Linqing was taken aback, "He bought milk tea for Zhong Chen?"
Feng Jiaqing: 'Yes, don't you know? '
Qi Linqing really didn't know.
"You can persuade him. Otherwise, life may be like this," Feng Jiaqing pointed to his head, and said, "There is such a spirit of never giving up."
Qi Linqing nodded thoughtfully.
That night, he and Zhong Chen went to the cafeteria to buy supper, and ran into Yan Xia on the way.
Of course this shouldn't be a coincidence.
They and Yan Xia's dormitory are in different directions, and they have met each other here several times during this time.
"Hello, what a coincidence, let me treat you to supper." Yan Xia waved to them.
Zhong Chen looked at Yan Xia, and said to Qi Linqing in a low voice: "If you want to get rid of him, I don't mind if you say that I am your partner."
Qi Linqing said concisely: "No need."
Zhong Chen's expression froze.
Could it be... the other party doesn't want to get rid of Yan Xia
This guessed answer made his mood plummet like a roller coaster.
Qi Linqing stepped forward and said to Yan Xia, "Can I talk to you?"
Yan Xia thought that the other party was about to agree, so the corner of her mouth couldn't help but raised: "Of course, where are we going? Find a quiet place?"
Qi Linqing: "It's fine here."
Yan Xia: "Okay, okay."
Qi Linqing cut to the chase: "Do you like me?"
Yan Xia nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes! I have never liked someone so much. If you are willing to be with me, I will treat you well..."
"Sorry." Qi Linqing looked calm, "I don't fall in love early, and I don't like people who fall in love early."
Yan Xia: "...?"
The corners of Zhong Chen's mouth twitched slightly, but he was a little secretly proud. He knew that Qi Linqing was about to start. The other party will only gradually increase their words when persuading and educating others, and give people the illusion of being chanted by the teaching director.
Qi Linqing said to Yan Xia from the bottom of his heart: "I think at this age, we should study hard instead of thinking about these messy things. Puppy love is very undesirable, it will only consume our enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Energy. With this time, we should read more books and draw more pictures.”
Yan Xia: "..."
Zhong Chen: "..."
He suddenly wanted to laugh, what was he worried about.
Summer vacation time always flies by.
After a while, several studios and multi-school joint exams will start school.
Qi Linqing went home during the weekend holiday. Apart from painting, he has nothing else to do in life.
Except occasionally when I get tired of painting, I entertain myself by playing Xiaole and tending flowers and plants.
During this time, Qi Linqing has been studying the board painting.
To be honest, Zhong Chen didn't believe that he could learn quickly in this at first.
The same is true for Du Yuanbai.
After all, Qi Linqing gave people the impression that he was an Internet novice, and he didn't know how to use these high-tech products.
Before he learned how to use a mobile phone, he was taught by Du Yuanbai with a book.
Qi Linqing also quickly realized his own shortcoming.
Basically, a lot of board painting teaching is in the form of online teaching, and finally he decided to enroll in a course online.
[Only 3999, a three-month board painting master teaching, online 1V1 answer, you deserve it]
This evening he was taking notes while attending class.
The teacher Wang who attended the class is said to be well-known in the industry and has published teaching books.
But as to why he is so famous and he came out to give online classes... After all, this is what people rely on for a living.
The two-hour class ended, and it was already past eight o'clock late.
Qi Linqing stood up and walked around a few times, then went out and sat in the courtyard to watch the stars and get some air.
Qi Linqing likes the ancient buildings here. Although the style is different from that of his dynasty, it can still bring him a sense of security compared to high-rise buildings.
He looked at the brick and white wall in the distance, perhaps touched by the scene, and couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic for the time he spent with Brother Yuan in the past.
He went back to the house and took the jade flute that Zhong Chen had given him, wiped it with a fine satin towel, and then played a song under the moonlight.
The sound of the music is full of sadness, revealing a hint of ethereal and isolated desertedness.
It is the song "Flying Flower Order".
The more Qi Linqing blew, the more he was surprised by the clarity of Xiao Sheng.
Obviously, this is a good Shaw.
At the same time, separated by a wall of the courtyard, the production team of "The Poor in the Pastoral" is still recording a variety show next door.
Fu Hanri had just had a big fight with Qi Lele, and sat in a corner sulking.
Suddenly, Fu Hanri heard this familiar Xiao Yue.
Startled, he subconsciously stood up and looked outside the wall.
The sound of music gradually floated over from the opposite side. Counting the time, maybe Qi Linqing came back from vacation to play.
Live performances are far more immersive than sound coming through headphones.
Fu Hanri was fascinated by what he heard, and with a movement of his eyes, he took out his mobile phone and even recorded this short Xiao Le.
Although there will be noises, but he is willing to do so.
After the song was over, his irritable thoughts were miraculously smoothed by gentle hands, and his calm returned.
At this time Qi Lele came over, bit her lower lip, as if she had a lot of things on her mind. He lowered his voice somewhat twistedly:
"I'm sorry, Brother Fu, I did something wrong today. I shouldn't be so capricious."
Qi Lele rarely shows weakness unilaterally.
He was born rich and noble, and never lacked love since he was a child.
If it was in the past, Fu Hanri would definitely give him a step down, thus ending the quarrel, and the two reconciled as before.
But now Fu Hanri suddenly became firm in his inner thoughts.
"Let's break up." He said quietly.
Under the night, Qi Lele's expression was like that of a cracked egg, with a few wisps of egg white thick paste that slid down. It looked unbelievable.
"Linqing, you should stay home, remember to pick up the courier tomorrow."
Before going to bed, Qi Linqing received a call from Mr. Yan.
"Well, good," he asked, "did you send me anything?"
Mr. Yan: "I bought some clothes for you. Aren't you growing up recently? The housekeeper told me that your clothes look too small."
Qi Linqing thought about it for a while, and it seemed that there was such a thing. He basically bought his own clothes, and he always wore those bought by the original owner or the swallow mother. Now that summer is here, he also started to wear short sleeves like everyone else.
But I don't know if it's because of running and exercising, his muscles are becoming more and more contoured, and his short sleeves look a little tight.
"Okay, thank you, grandpa."
His tone was always restrained and polite.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Yan laughed loudly and said, "Why are you thanking me, an old man? It's getting late now, so go to bed early."
"Yes." Qi Linqing was about to hang up the phone.
"By the way." Mr. Yan remembered something and said, "Two days ago, the family you lived in the country called me. Your former cousin learned broadcasting and wanted to stay with you in city B for a while. There should be quite a few spare rooms in the house, do you mind?"
This Qi Linqing's cousin should actually be Qi Lele's cousin according to blood relationship.
But after all, this rural family is not familiar with Qi Lele, so when something happens, I have to come to Qi Linqing, hoping that he can help out with the kindness of nurturing.
Qi Linqing changed his mobile phone number, but they didn't know, and finally called Mr. Yan through various channels.
Qi Linqing thought for a while and said, "I don't mind."
He remembered that the cousin in the novel was a positive character and had a good relationship with the original owner. Otherwise, the other party would not have the courage to call and ask if they could live with him.
The two families are not short of money. In fact, they can give the cousin a sum of money to live outside.
But it is not appropriate to do this between relatives.
Old Man Yan: "I originally wanted to let him live in Qi's house, but he doesn't know Qi Lele well, and your brother is quite cold-tempered. It's better to live with you. Usually you are in the studio and won't disturb each other."
Qi Linqing: "It's okay, I won't bother you."
Mr. Yan: "Okay, okay, you should rest first, I'll let someone tell him later."
"Um."
Qi Linqing hung up the phone and leaned on the bedside to read a book.
He remembered that in the original text, the ending of this little cousin was not satisfactory.
Although the other party is the blood relative of the protagonist Qi Lele, but because he has always stood by the original owner, he was completely ignored by Qi Lele.
After the original owner committed suicide by jumping off the building, the little cousin ran all the way to Qi Lele's filming location and angrily threw eggs at him.
As a result, this incident was photographed by the media and made a big fuss. The little cousin was described as a brainless black fan on the Internet, and was slammed by Qi Lele's fans.
The pressure of cyberbullying is not something ordinary people can bear.
Just as the original owner committed suicide in the end, he also failed the college entrance examination in the end. He failed his family’s expectation of borrowing money for him to study broadcasting and hosting, so he could only return to the countryside to farm in desperation.
But Qi Linqing thought, now that there is a change, she shouldn't repeat the same fate as the ending.
The next day, Qi Linqing received a courier from Mr. Yan. Clothes are soft and fit well.
Elderly people don't buy luxury goods, but these clothes are all handmade, and the price is quite high.
Qi Linqing thought for a while, and asked for the address of the original owner's grandmother, Cai Xiumei, and bought a bunch of health care products for the other party to send over.
The Qi family will remit money to Granny Cai every month, which is his heart.
When it's time for the holiday, Qi Linqing plans to go to the countryside to see each other, and to pick up stories by the way.
In the afternoon, he took the time to go back to Qi's house and took out the things and paintings that he hadn't taken away before.
When he came, Qi's parents and Qi Yingjun were not at home, only the housekeeper was there.
Qi Linqing was happy and quiet, and went home after taking the things.
He hung the two ancient paintings by Yuan Sihao on the wooden shelf in the bedroom, and hid his "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" and locked them in the safe.
When Qi Linqing returned home after the second week of vacation, he officially met the original owner's cousin, Cai Ji.
Cai Ji is a clean and handsome boy with regular features. Although he was born in a rural area, he has a fair skin like milk.
He is very good at speaking, and he can speak Mandarin well. In addition, everyone said that he looks very similar to a well-known host of Mango TV. Cai Ji planted a dream of broadcasting in his heart since he was a child.
Originally, with the financial conditions of the Cai family, it was impossible for Cai Ji to learn broadcasting and hosting.
But because of the "Metamorphosis" that the original owner participated in, more people knew about this small bayberry village hidden in the mountains. This year, their sales of red bayberries have surged, and the family has made a lot of money, so they have the confidence to send him out to enroll for study.
The boy stood awkwardly at the gate of the courtyard with a suitcase and a quilt bag, watching him cautiously.
Shy and shy are Qi Linqing's first impression of him.
In some respects, the other party looked exactly the same as the original owner, probably with the inferiority and sensitivity that grew up in the mountains imprinted in his bones.
"I'll take you to the room." Qi Linqing took the initiative to take the things from the other party.
During the period, the two chatted a few words.
Cai Jin looked at him dully and said, "Brother, you have changed a lot."
Qi Linqing smiled in his heart, not only has he changed a lot, he has directly changed a person.
However, it may be the influence left by the original owner, Qi Linqing felt very kind to the child at first sight.
I don't know if he will do the same when he meets Granny Cai.
There are two master bedrooms on the second floor. Qi Linqing led Cai Ji to another room and opened the door to enter.
"You can stay as long as you want, but I feel deserted even if I live here alone," he said.
"Okay, thank you cousin!"
Cai Jichang has never seen such a luxurious house at his age, and he was already very excited. He scratched his body and was bitten several times by mosquitoes while riding the train. He lay down on the green leather bunk, the air conditioner turned on as if it was useless, his body was sticky and uncomfortable from sweating.
Qi Linqing noticed this scene, so he let him take a bath first, and went downstairs to let the housekeeper prepare dinner.
Jingle Bell.
After a while the doorbell rang.
The butler went to open the door, and saw a young man with half-arm tattoo outside, he hurriedly bent down and said, "Master Zhong, are you here to see the young master?"
Zhong Chen said "hmm", and walked in after the housekeeper.
He held a cup of milk tea in his right hand, and took two sips one at a time.
"Where's Qi Linqing?" he asked.
Butler: "The young master is painting in the basement. Why don't you sit and wait for a while, and the meal will be served soon. Can you leave after the light meal?"
"Well, okay."
Zhong Chen sat on the sofa, crossing his legs.
A lot of messages popped up on the phone jingling, and he replied to a few casually.
During this time, apart from studying in the studio, Zhong Chen also gradually learned how to make money.
He is very talented in this area, and in a short period of time, he doubled the initial capital in his hand several times.
Just after replying to the message, Zhong Chen subconsciously raised his head when he heard footsteps.
I saw a beautiful boy who was tender and tender, with only a bath towel around his body. His short, soft hair was still dripping wet, and there were several pink strawberry marks (from mosquito bites) on his neck.
He walked down the stairs with a panicked expression on his face: "The bathroom faucet seems to be broken—"
It's hard not to think about the scene in front of you.
Zhong Chen squinted his eyes at the other party, his gaze was dangerous. Although he believed in Qi Linqing's character, he couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart at this moment.
Wouldn't Qi Linqing secretly raise a little lover at home without telling him? !
Under the gaze of the thorny teenager in front of him, Cai Ji suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
The author has something to say: Zhong Chen: Let go of me, don’t stop me, I’m not jealous [smile]
This article is empty, has nothing to do with reality, it is purely made up by the author, please do not take it seriously