My male god is Xueba

Cheng Yuwei was a little uncomfortable. He didn't like to communicate with this kind of people who are good at learning since he was a child. When he was in junior high school, he often found someone to beat up the best boys in the class one by one. He is so good at studying that the manager of his company "uses talents in an eclectic way", and he is so handsome that his girlfriend runs over to seduce her. Cheng Yuwei has really known such a person in his 18 years of life.

He looked away and began to look around, not wanting to look at the face that had already given him the urge to beat someone up.

Xie Mo's bedroom is very spacious and clean. There are a lot of things on the desk but they are all neatly arranged. The bookshelf is very high and there are many books. There are two side-by-side cabinets with closed doors. The desk is on the right side of the sofa. It's a piano, and the thing on the low stool on the left side is covered with a cloth. I don't know what it is. On the wall above the desk is a beautiful oil painting.

Cheng Yuwei became more and more uncomfortable with the good student style rushing towards his face in the bedroom, but when his eyes fell on the wall behind, Cheng Yuwei took a closer look at the things on it and immediately lost his voice: "This is, A certificate?"

Xie Mo followed his gaze and said lightly, "It's a certificate of merit, haven't you seen it?"

Cheng Yuwei didn't answer him. He stood up and looked at the wall. These were not just one or two awards, but they were pasted from the top of the entire wall to the top of the sofa, occupying almost two-thirds of the place.

"Oh my God," Cheng Yuwei said subconsciously, "You have too many awards, why are you posting them all?"

There are only two rows of certificates of three good students that Cheng Yuwei saw, there is also a row of outstanding student cadres, and there are several top ten on campus.

Standing beside him, Xie Mo also looked at the wall, and said helplessly, "My mother asked me to post it. I posted it from elementary school to high school. She said it was very proud to see it this way. In fact, I still have a bunch of awards. I’m too lazy to post it, and there’s no room for it.”

The corners of Cheng Yuwei's mouth twitched. It's not that he has never won awards, but he was the one who won awards in basketball and football games in elementary and junior high schools. This made his mother happy for a long time. He can post awards all over the wall like this It was really the first time he saw him.

"I'll go," Cheng Yuwei stretched out his finger, "There is also the first prize in the National Junior High School Student Painting Competition, what else is the piano, violin, I will go to the guzheng, swimming, badminton, you know all of this?" He looked Xiang Xiemo looked like he was looking at a dinosaur.

"Yes," Xie Mo took the water and began to drink, "It's more than that, maybe you can't see it if it's posted too high." He pointed to the top of the wall. When I was in elementary school, I made a woodcarving myself and won the first prize in a provincial design competition."

"Who taught you all of this?" Cheng Yuwei was completely cast down.

"Well, my dad taught me everything about physical education and mathematics, and my mother taught me about music, art, and other arts. Oh, by the way, my dad taught me wood carving, but I was better at carving than him when I was in junior high school. "Xie Mo said.

"Really strong." Cheng Yuwei gave a thumbs up.

"Hey," Xie Mo looked at him with a smile, "Aren't you also from Heyang University? Why are you so excited? I think everyone in our university should have grown up with certificates since childhood, right?"

Cheng Yuwei narrowed his eyes: "I haven't won many awards since I was a child, what's wrong?"

"Hey," Xie Mo said with some confusion, "Then how did you..." He wanted to say how you got into Heyang, but after thinking about it, he understood, and smiled, "I know. "

Cheng Yuwei looked away angrily, thought for a while and then raised his eyebrows and said: "I think you are so good at studying, so don't go to any software company, just come to our house and be my bodyguard. I will give you [-] yuan a month." ,How about it?"

Xie Mo couldn't help laughing: "I said, you choose bodyguards based on your studies? Besides, just because of our relationship, I'll be your bodyguard..." He grabbed Cheng Yuwei's hand as he spoke, and a Cut back and bet him in front of him, "Do you dare to use it?"

"...You, let go!" Cheng Yuwei struggled vigorously twice but failed to break free. It was Xie Mo who let go of his hand to make him stand up straight. He rubbed his scratched hand and stared at the calm-looking person, It was unbelievable that his movements were so fast that he couldn't react at all, and his strength was so great.

"Did your father or your mother teach you this move?" Cheng Yuwei asked, shaking his hands again.

"My dad," Xie Mo said casually, "he is a policeman, oh yes, my mother is also a policeman."

"...Are the policemen so versatile these days?" Cheng Yuwei sat down speechlessly, "Then you are good at fighting, aren't you?"

"It's okay." Xie Mo held the corner of his mouth and sat back, "Your subordinates can only succeed when I'm not in the dormitory. If I'm in, make sure to let them come in standing and go out lying down.

"..." Cheng Yu had nothing to say at the time, and finally he smiled and said, "Do you still have your wood carving? Show me it?"

Xie Mo got up happily, walked to the desk, took something from a place Cheng Yuwei couldn't see, and handed it to him: "Let's have a look."

Cheng Yuwei took it over, thinking about bragging about this kid, if his wood carving is ugly like a ghost, then he must humiliate him, but unexpectedly when the front of the wood carving appeared in front of his eyes, Cheng Yuwei But he opened his mouth slightly.

These are two people, a man and a woman. The woman in a gorgeous long dress is half leaning in the man's arms, and the man in a neat suit stretches out his arms to gently hug her. The delicate eyebrows and gentle expressions of the two are clearly visible. Even the lines on the clothes seem to appear in front of your eyes.

"This..." Cheng Yuwei really didn't know how to express his feelings this time, "You really carved this?"

"Yes." Xie Mo smiled.

"The ones carved are your parents?"

"Correct."

"My God, this carving is so beautiful." Cheng Yuwei looked at the wood carving in amazement, "Your parents are both very beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment." Xie Mo's smile deepened a little.

Cheng Yuwei admired the woodcarving left and right, couldn't put it down, and blurted out: "Can you..." He wanted to ask if you could give this to me, and also wanted to ask if you could carve one like mine, but he couldn't help it. He didn't say anything, so he had to clear his throat to cover it up, and after looking at it for a while, he returned the wood carving to Xie Mo, and said, "It's so beautiful, is there anything else?"

"Yes." Xie Mo took the wooden carving and sent it back to its original place, opened one of the two cabinets, and said, "Come and see."

Cheng Yuwei walked up to him. The upper part of the cabinet was divided into several layers. On the top two layers were dozens of palm-sized wood carvings. There were animals, plants, and characters in anime. Cheng Yuwei took whatever he wanted. I took a look at a few, and was too surprised to speak.

"I made the top," Xie Mo gestured to the first floor, then pointed to the second floor and said, "This is made by my father."

Cheng Yuwei randomly took out one of the wood carvings on the two floors for comparison, remembering that Xie Mo proudly said that he was better than his father's craftsmanship when he was in junior high school, but in his opinion, the wood carvings on the two floors are very beautiful and very Hard to tell.

"They're all pretty." Cheng Yuwei said, took a few more and continued to look at them.

Xie Mo was noncommittal, took out a box from the third floor, opened it, and put it in front of Cheng Yuwei: "There is this."

Cheng Yuwei opened it and saw that there were wooden twelve zodiac signs inside, not to mention how cute they were small and exquisite. He took out the wooden rabbit carving and took a closer look, it was really lifelike.

"You like that?" Xie Mo asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Cheng Yuwei said, his favorite animal is the rabbit, and he also likes all rabbit-shaped crafts.

"Then I'll give it to you." Xie Mo said again.

"Hmm... what?" Cheng Yuwei raised his head and looked at him in disbelief, "Give it to me?"

"Yeah," Xie Mo smiled, "Why, don't you want it?"

Cheng Yuwei coughed a few times in embarrassment: "I want it, but you gave this to me, isn't there just one missing?"

"It's okay, just make another one." Xie Mo said, closing the box and putting it back in place, "I'll pack it for you."

He opened a drawer in the middle, and took out a small box with fine patterns carved on it, as well as handles and switches. He took the rabbit in Cheng Yuwei's hand, put it inside, and handed it back.

Cheng Yu weighed the small box a few times with his only finger, and said with a smile, "Thank you, you made this yourself too?"

"Yes." Xie Mo said.

Nodding his head, Cheng Yuwei looked at the box in his hand with satisfaction, and for the first time felt that people who studied well were not that annoying.

The two stayed in Xie Mo's bedroom until grandma called him outside, and they came to the living room together. The old man had already taken off his apron. Xie Mo walked over to hold her arm and said, "Grandma, let me introduce you. His name is Cheng Yuwei, and he's from our School of Management."

"Oh, that's right," the old man said happily, "Xiao Wei, come and watch TV with grandma first, then Xiao Mo will make you a fish-flavored shredded pork and we'll have dinner."

"Yes, Xiaowei," Xie Mo suppressed a smile, "The fish-flavored pork shreds I made are delicious, I guarantee you will drool."

"This child." The old man patted Xie Mo's hand, Cheng Yuwei walked over to take the old man's arm, squinted his eyes and said to Xie Mo: "Got it, Xiao Mo."

He helped the old man to the living room, Xie Mo went into the kitchen alone, the old man took the remote control and turned on the TV, Cheng Yuwei was still thinking when he sat on the sofa, really wanted to see that guy in an apron.

"Xiao Wei," the old man threw the remote control aside, looked at Cheng Yuwei and said, "Where is your home?"

"Chengdu." Cheng Yuwei said.

"Oh, how old is this year?" the old man asked again.

"Freshman." Cheng Yuwei said.

The old man didn't glance at the TV, and kept asking all kinds of questions. It seemed that the energy of telling Xie Mo's learning process was transferred to his concern for Cheng Yuwei's family background. The latter had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer patiently. 15 minutes Later, Xie Mo put two plates of fried dishes on the dining table, and said, "I said grandma, are you going to introduce someone to others? Why are you asking in such detail?"

"Oh, I like this kid. If there is a suitable one, I will introduce it to him." The grandma held Cheng Yuwei's hand and smiled.