Little Madman’s Guide to Acting Good

Chapter 12

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It's true that we met again, or we didn't meet much at all, and Shen Yuhuai's dress was always different every time we met, for example, he didn't wear glasses today.

Shen Yuhuai was dressed casually, with a suitcase parked beside his legs.

Compared with the dark night in the bar and the background of the video chat, Shen Yuhuai without glasses has more obvious features, fair complexion, handsome facial features, and even smiles when he speaks like a standard range.

People who don't know Shen Yuhuai will feel that this person is humble and polite, and it is easy to have a good impression.

But once you get to know Shen Yuhuai, you will find that behind his politeness is refusal and alienation.

Shen Yuhuai's character is cold.

The door of the bedroom opposite was not opened, Shen Yuhuai seemed to be waiting.

Chen Qizhao didn't let the silence last too long, adjusted his tone, and found a topic appropriately: "The weather is hot, do you want to come in and blow the air conditioner?"

It's just that he just opened his mouth, and a series of complaints came from the corridor not far away.

"I'm exhausted. The elevator in this building is too easy to break." Yan Kailin was panting and pulled his suitcase out of the corridor. As soon as he raised his head, he greeted Chen Qizhao enthusiastically, "Brother!"

"Have you got the dormitory key?" Shen Yuhuai took the suitcase, "Is it finished?"

"No, no, just these two." Yan Kailin wiped his sweat and took out the door card to open the door: "The rest will be bought later."

Chen Qizhao's gaze shifted slightly to the side and fell on Yan Kailin.

He suddenly remembered that Yan Kailin seemed to have told him a few days ago that he asked someone to find a relationship and chose the dormitory next to him.

Shen Yuhuai pushed the suitcase in, and Yan Kailin came over to talk to Chen Qizhao: "Brother, why didn't you answer me when I asked you out for dinner last week? It was also in the morning. I thought you came to school in the afternoon."

Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped on his hand and asked, "Do you have no hands?"

Yan Kailin was sweating profusely: "Huh?"

Chen Qizhao's tone did not fluctuate at all: "Can't you carry the luggage by yourself?"

Yan Kailin: "..."

He moved it by himself! The three suitcases were all brought up by him alone!

Yan Kailin deliberately got up early in the morning to carry his luggage, but unfortunately the car he called was stuck outside the school and could not drive in. He had to work tirelessly to carry the luggage by himself. Once he entered the school, he got lost and finally had to ask Shen Yuhuai for help. The Ninth Research Institute is not far from S University. It happened to be during the noon break. Shen Yuhuai was in the S University library, so he stopped by to show him.

He has never suffered such grievances in his life, stuck in traffic jams, and worked tirelessly to carry luggage.

Before he could take a breath, he could only go into the bedroom to pack his luggage.

After finally packing up the luggage, everyone was starving.

"I have to find something to eat first, brother, have you had lunch yet?" Yan Kailin asked.

Chen Qizhao said, "Not yet."

Yan Kailin said: "Let's go together then, Brother Huai, you are familiar with S, take us to eat something delicious."

Shen Yuhuai was looking at his mobile phone, but after hearing this, he glanced at Yan Kailin, as if to confirm the other party's words, and finally took the two to a small restaurant in S University.

On the first day of freshmen's admission, the cafeterias everywhere were overcrowded, and this small cafeteria in a slightly remote corner of the school rarely had a vacant seat. The dishes look rich, the only fly in the ointment is that this is a Chinese restaurant, there are no drinks in the store, only a variety of soups.

"I'm going to buy milk tea, what do you drink?" Yan Kailin ordered and got up.

Shen Yuhuai did not drink, and Chen Qizhao said casually.

Soon only Shen Yuhuai and Chen Qizhao were left on the table.

Chen Qizhao had never been in contact with Shen Yuhuai during this period. He knew Shen Yuhuai several years later. At that time, Shen Yuhuai was more mature and colder than he is now, and most of the two knew each other for their own reasons. At most, it's just a mediocre junior.

Even looking for a topic is shriveled only to say hello.

The restaurant is still the old-fashioned handwritten ordering, unlike the QR code ordering that prevailed in the next few years.

Chen Qizhao wrote down the meal he ordered with Yan Kailin, and looked up at Shen Yuhuai: "Brother Huai, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Yuhuai heard the words and reported the name of the dish.

Chen Qizhao wrote down the name of the dish, and as soon as he finished writing, he glanced at the exquisite texture on the menu, and asked, "No green onions?"

Shen Yuhuai heard the words.

Chen Qizhao suddenly realized that he was leaking, he knew some of Shen Yuhuai's tastes, and when the two were free to have dinner together, he would always make a note on some dishes not to add green onions, "I ordered the same as you, but the textures seem to add a lot of green onions. If I don't eat, I'll ask you."

Shen Yuhuai said, "No."

Chen Qizhao responded and made a note on Shen Yuhuai's dishes.

His expression did not change, but his fingers were slightly covered, crossed out his original dishes, and added 'x2' after Shen Yuhuai's dishes.

After writing, he took the menu to the front desk.

Shen Yuhuai was sitting by the window, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at Chen Qizhao who was not far away.

The weather is really hot, and the air conditioner in the restaurant is not too cool because there are many people in and out.

But even so, Chen Qizhao was still wearing a coat.

The main color of the coat is khaki, with blue and white stripes on both arms. Wearing it on Chen Qizhao's pale complexion makes him look younger. In addition, he wears a hat and has soft hair. From a distance, he looks like a well-behaved child at the front desk, which is the opposite of Yan Kailin, who is surprised and out of character.

Quiet and well-behaved, do not speak loudly.

Shen Yuhuai's eyes lingered on Chen Qizhao for a moment, then retracted it in advance when he turned around.

Chen Qizhao came back after ordering, and before he could find a topic to resolve the embarrassment, Shen Yuhuai, who had always been silent, took the initiative to speak.

"Is the arm injury healed?" Shen Yuhuai asked.

"Okay." Chen Qizhao pulled up the chair and sat down. Hearing that, he didn't say much, and opened the sleeves of his coat to show him.

After more than a month, the stitches on the wound on the arm have long been removed, leaving only a scar. Zhang Yazhi talked about this scar for a long time, and every day she took the scar cream she brought back from abroad and asked him to apply it sooner or later. After removing the bandage, the scar is still a bit big, and he is not prone to sweating, so he simply wore a coat to block it.

Chen Qizhao's hands were so white that the blood vessels on the back of the hands were clearly visible.

There are not many hairs on the arm, and the thin muscles cover the clearly articulated arm. The only fly in the ointment is the knife mark that spans most of the arm. To this day, I can still see the shocking shock of the knife.

Shen Yuhuai remembered that when he met Chen Qizhao in the hospital, the boy was fearless and didn't even react to the drop of blood falling on the floor. He didn't realize it until he reminded him.

At that time, the two did not meet each other, and Chen Qizhao may not remember him.

Chen Qizhao was wondering why Shen Yuhuai suddenly asked about his hand when he heard the ringing of the mobile phone in his pocket. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was called by Xu Tezhu, and his attention was instantly diverted, thinking that there was a problem with the project of Ruizhen Electronics.

"Second Young Master." Xu Te's voice was a little tentative: "Are you still at school?"

"Yes." Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped for a moment on Shen Yuhuai, the latter nodded slightly to indicate that it was okay, and he continued to ask: "Is something wrong with the project?"

"No." Xu Tesuke glanced at his boss in the back seat, "Have you eaten lunch yet?"

Chen Qizhao was inexplicable: "If you have something to say, you can say it directly."

Xu Tezhu sorted out his words a little, "The boss happens to be near here. I want to ask if I need to pick you up for dinner."

Chen Qizhao was even more strange: "Is he okay?"

Xu Tesuke glanced at his boss, "It's nothing."

They just finished talking about work nearby, and the boss received a call from Ms. Zhang Yazhi, so he would turn around and pick up someone for dinner near S University.

"No." Chen Qizhao said: "If it's nothing, then I'll hang up."

Xu Tezhu was about to persuade him a few words when a long beep came from the other end of the phone.

Chen Shiming, who was sitting in the back seat, said in a normal tone, "What did he say?"

Special assistant Xu thought for a moment, and said euphemistically, "Second Master said to eat with roommates, so we don't have to go there."

Chen Shiming's face didn't change, but he was obviously a little dissatisfied, "He's a single dormitory, where's his roommate?"

Assistant Xu: "Maybe it's the roommate next door?"

So the two brothers could ask clearly with a phone call, why would they embarrass him, a migrant worker!

Not long after Chen Qizhao hung up the phone, Yan Kailin came back after buying milk tea.

"There are too many people in this school? It takes a long time to queue up to buy a milk tea." Yan Kailin handed the fruit tea to Chen Qizhao, just as the dishes came over, the three started to eat.

Yan Kailin estimated that he was very hungry, and it was rare for him to be quiet after eating.

When it was almost finished, Shen Yuhuai got up to go to the bathroom, and Yan Kailin said to Chen Qizhao, "Brother, I have inquired about it. There are two large bars near S University. It feels pretty good. Let's go and have a look then."

Chen Qizhao only ate half of his meal, "You were only arrested by your brother two weeks ago?"

"What are you afraid of? I've already stayed here. Shen Yuhuai doesn't know if I don't go home at night. Where did my brother get the news?" Yan Kailin was smug when he saw Shen Yuhuai's absence. He was too uncomfortable to be with Shen Yuhuai. , Even his brother Zhao didn't speak much after a meal.

He added: "It's not easy to organize a game when it's so close. Of course, I can't send it to the circle of friends. There are too many people in my brother."

Chen Qizhao listened to Yan Kailin's words and saw Qin Xingfeng's message while looking at his phone.

The other party couldn't hold back, and couldn't wait to bite the bait and take the bait.

His eyes briefly glanced over the content of the message, his slightly long fingernails were on Qin Xingfeng's head, and his eyes darkened a bit.

Yan Kailin is still asking: "Brother? Are you interested?"

"Okay." Chen Qizhao retracted his gaze, and his tone became very frivolous: "My family has a garage in the suburbs, do you want to go there and play?"

Yan Kailin showed excitement: "Okay!"

Meanwhile, at the front desk of the restaurant.

Shen Yuhuai didn't go far, he went to the front desk to check out, while waiting, Yu Guang looked at the two people who were sitting with their backs to him.

The waiter quickly brought the menu, "Hello, a total of 125 yuan."

Shen Yuhuai nodded and saw the handwriting on the menu.

Chen Qizhao's handwriting is good-looking. Contrary to his appearance, it is majestic and majestic. He should have practiced his handwriting on purpose.

Shen Yuhuai's eyes only stayed on the handwriting for a moment, and then he noticed the 'Coke Chicken Wing Donburi' that was crossed out in the middle, and the scribbled words at the back of a certain dish without green onions.

The handwriting before and after is different, and the author's mentality is different.

The waiter asked, "Hello? Campus card or cash."

Shen Yuhuai narrowed his eyes and said in a natural tone, "Cash."