Even Beta wants to bite?

"How do you know? Who said that?"

Isn't that what you said at the beginning?

I also repeated it twice...

Lin Nanxing opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't speak directly.

He changed the way and said tactfully: "I thought it wasn't me, so could it be me?"

Hodel closed his eyes halfway, and gently scratched the word "Lin" on the draft with his fingertips.

The names are all written down.

Who else could it be?

He didn't speak for a long time, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Lin Nanxing waited for a while, but did not hear his denial.

He tilted his head to look at Holder, the midday sun fell on his face.

The warm light softened his sculpture-like three-dimensional side face, his eyelashes drooped, and golden light danced on the slender eyelashes, jumping and falling into his eyes, Hodel's eyes seemed to be stained with sunlight.

Lin Nanxing was in a daze.

Until Hoddle moved, glanced at him, and quickly looked away.

Those guilty little eyes.

Only then did Lin Nanxing realize one thing slowly, not speaking means acquiescing.

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That is to say... Hoddle painted him?

He was stunned for a long time, stumbling and asking:

"You, are you painting me?"

Hoddle snorted through his nose.

He still didn't speak, but the promise was obvious.

What I paint is myself.

Lin Nanxing paused and glanced at the painting.

There is only an outline on the painting, without facial features, it is difficult to tell who it is.

Therefore, the model himself did not know that the painting was actually him.

When he saw it for the first time, because of Hoddle's shy reaction, he took it for granted that he was painting someone he liked.

Thinking about it, Lin Nanxing blinked and said with emotion:

As expected of him, he guessed wrong again.

The reason why I was shy that day was not because I painted someone I liked, but because I got caught for painting him!

Lin Nanxing fell into deep thought, and Hoddle glanced at him calmly.

Seeing the little troublemaker staring straight at the painting, he looked like he had fallen into a certain river.

Hoddle pursed his lips, and started knocking, knocking in front of him?

His old face was slightly red, and after a while, he said without confidence: "Don't think too much."

"I want to paint whoever I want to paint."

This is quite straightforward.

Lin Nanxing recovered and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't think too much about it."

Just an outline doesn't mean anything.

At most, it means that he has good bones, even the elderly vampire can't help but mention the pen.

You're so lost in thought, why don't you think too much?

Thinking of the other party's arrogant nature, Hoddle closed the draft book and stuffed it into a drawer.

—Duplicity.

——I don’t think too much when I say it in my mouth, but I am happy to think about it in my head...

A teacher knocked on the door and said to Wang Zhengxin who was on the podium: "Mr. Wang, the prizes for advanced sports classes are in the Department of Political Affairs and Education. Find some students to get them."

Wang Zhengxin responded, and called a few Alphas to get things.

He just finished chatting and started to talk about business:

"...Your last sports meet is over, you can calm down, study hard, and prepare for the midterm exam next week."

As soon as the words of the midterm exam came out, the students immediately complained:

"Listen, listen, is this a human speech?"

"Why is the midterm exam so sudden?"

"What? What exam?"

"Old Wang, tell me one more time."

…………

"The mid-term exam, subject time, examination room arrangement, etc. are all the same as the college entrance examination. There are only a hundred days before the college entrance examination. You have to treat every next exam as a real college entrance examination..."

Wang Zhengxin started talking about the exam again.

Lin Nanxing yawned and fell asleep.

He lay on the table, thinking in a daze, that something was really wrong with his body.

He went to bed early last night, and his sleep quality was also good, so it stands to reason that he wouldn't be so sleepy.

Do you want to take a leave of absence to go to the hospital in advance?

Before Lin Nanxing could make a decision, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

After Wang Zhengxin finished talking about the exam, Zhan Mingzhi and several other Alphas walked into the classroom holding cardboard boxes.

The students looked around, and Wang Zhengxin said, "The prizes for advanced classes are school supplies such as paper and pens, and a bonus of 1000 yuan."

These are all earned by the students themselves, Wang Zhengxin didn't take care of them, and left the matter to the monitor.

School supplies are easy to distribute, but bonuses are a bit troublesome.

1000 yuan is not much, not enough for everyone to have a meal together, and it is not much money per capita when divided equally.

Jian Zhixuan handed over the money to the life committee member first, walked up to the podium and said, "Give out the prizes now, everyone think about how to spend the money."

"For such a little money, buy some snacks?"

"Would you like to pay some money and let's have a big meal?"

"Pay some money and go out to play."

"Go out and play 1, have fun before the exam!"

…………

Everyone was discussing in a hurry, and the voice became louder and louder.

Lin Nanxing turned his face in a daze, his brows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't sleep well.

Hodel raised his eyelids and looked coldly at Jian Zhixuan on the podium.

Jian Zhixuan felt his gaze keenly. Although he didn't know the reason, he could see that Hoddle's expression was distasteful.

He quickly said: "How about this, everyone send your suggestions to the group, and I will vote."

"get out of class is over now, everyone can do whatever they want."

The classroom was soon emptied, and the closing ceremonies of several classes next door were closed. The whole teaching building was quiet, and the chirping of birds outside the window was extremely crisp.

"Master Huo, are you going back to the dormitory?" Jian Zhixuan approached Hodel and asked in a low voice.

Hoddle glanced at his sleeping deskmate: "I won't return."

His voice is so soft that ordinary people can't hear it clearly.

Lin Nanxing heard it in his sleep, and he heard it clearly.

There was also a strange feeling, as if a cool breeze brushed across his cheeks, taking away the inexplicable hotness in his heart.

Hoddle stopped talking, and the indescribable heat surged up again.

Lin Nanxing struggled for a while, managed to open a gap, and looked at Hoddle blankly.

Seeing that he woke up, Jian Zhixuan said with a smile: "Everyone is gone, why don't you go back to the dormitory to sleep."

"It's easy to catch a cold when sleeping in the classroom..."

Lin Nanxing slowed down for a while, his head was still dizzy, and he was a little dazed about what Jian Zhixuan said later.

He touched his forehead, the temperature was normal.

Lin Nanxing opened a mint candy, nodded and said, "Well, I'm going back to my bedroom to sleep."

After speaking, he stood up slowly.

As soon as he stood up, Hoddle stood up too.

Jian Zhixuan was puzzled: "Where are you going?"

Holder: "The bedroom."

"Didn't you just say you won't go back?" Jian Zhixuan was puzzled, he caught a glimpse of Lin Nanxing from the corner of his eye, and he blurted out, "Are you going back to the dormitory with Young Master Lin?"

Hoddle stopped, and the eye knife was scratched.

It's normal for roommates to go back to the dormitory to eat together.

Lin Nanxing didn't think much, just said, "I'm going to the infirmary to take my temperature first."

"Do you want to be together?"

Hoddle took two steps forward, saw Lin Nanxing was standing still, and asked:

"Aren't you going to the infirmary?"

Lin Nanxing froze for a moment, and bent his lips.

He felt that he had almost figured out Hoddle's temperament.

Talk hard or don't talk, but always act honestly.

Walking to the infirmary with Hodel, Lin Nanxing's chaotic mind slowly came to his senses.

During the lunch break, there was only one doctor and one nurse on duty, but the infirmary was very lively. A few students were playing basketball, sprained, sprained, and bruised. The two of them couldn't keep busy.

Lin Nanxing sat aside and waited, and started playing with his mobile phone.

The first time he saw the news about 99 in the class group, he clicked in and looked at it. It was a vote on how to spend the bonus.

He was not interested in the several choices for voting, so he turned his head and asked Hoddle:

"Which one did you vote for?"

Hoddle doesn't understand: "What vote?"

"Voting by the class group," Lin Nanxing paused, and explained, "The voters are in the QQ class group, and it seems that WeChat cannot vote."

Hoddle didn't understand even more: "QQ?"

"Well, this is it..."

Lin Nanxing switched back to the screen and showed him the penguin icon.

He put the phone in front of Hodl, glanced and saw Hodl's WeChat page.

Lin Nanxing saw his own profile picture at a glance.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the remark: Little Trouble.

Lin Nanxing:? ? ?

He raised his eyes and looked into Hoddle's eyes.

What misunderstanding did the old vampire have about him?

He turned sideways and asked the old vampire in a low voice, "Am I in trouble?"

Hoddle didn't know that he saw the note, he just thought it was a simple question.

He asked back, "Aren't you troublesome?"

Lin Nanxing opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "What's wrong with me?"

From childhood to adulthood, he was praised for being sensible and worry-free.

To eat with you, eat fruit with you, go to the infirmary with you...

Hoddle pursed his lips, not knowing where to start.

Lin Nanxing still wanted to speak, but the doctor nodded towards them.

He hurried over.

"What's wrong?" the doctor asked.

Lin Nanxing said slowly, "Recently, I can't get enough sleep. I always feel like I have a fever, but my body temperature is normal again."

The doctor did some basic examinations and said to him: "The body temperature and blood pressure are normal."

"Has memory and attention deteriorated recently?"

Lin Nanxing shook his head.

The doctor asked a few more questions, and said slowly: "There should be nothing wrong, you should have a good rest these few days."

"The hardware conditions in the clinic are not good enough. It's best to go to a big hospital for a check-up on weekends to make sure."

That's what the doctor said, and the tests are all fine.

Lin Nanxing heaved a sigh of relief, and planned to go to the hospital for a review on the weekend.

For the next two days, his drowsiness increased rather than decreased.

At seven o'clock in the evening, not long after the evening self-study started, Lin Nanxing was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and his eyes were red from yawning.

He pushed the book away, lay down and fell asleep.

Lin Nanxing had another dream about volcanoes. The difference from last time was that this time he was standing on the dividing line between volcanoes and icebergs.

As long as you turn around, you can fall into the arms of the iceberg.

Without thinking, he decisively hugged the iceberg.

Wisps of cold air adhered to the fingertips and flowed down the arms to the whole body, dispelling the dry heat all over the body, and every pore was relaxed comfortably.

Lin Nanxing closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

His body leaned more and more, directly occupying half of Hoddle's table.

Hoddle's back was stiff, his face was straight, and he looked at Lin Nanxing's sleeping position dumbly.

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, he carefully stretched out an index finger and placed it on his arm.

Hoddle looked at his pinkish nails, as if he saw a cluster of small flames, which made him feel hot even when he breathed.

When Lin Nanxing woke up, it was already late for self-study and get out of class.

I didn't sleep for a long time, but it was very comfortable and refreshing.

He thought he could write another stack of papers.

"The last one to leave remember to turn off the light." After finishing speaking, the student left the classroom.

Lin Nanxing glanced around, only him and Hodel were left in the classroom.

Hoddle lowered his head, as if he had maintained this position for a long time, and the hair band on his forehead slipped a little.

Lin Nanxing lay on the table and poked his arm lazily:

"Deskmate."

The nails lightly rubbed against the skin, and the fire that had just been extinguished was rekindled.

Holder held his breath and asked ferociously:

"what's up?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

Because he had just woken up, Lin Nanxing's clear voice was a little hoarse, and his slightly rising tone when asking questions seemed like a small hook made of electric current.

Hoddle was hooked numbly, and instinctively retorted: "Who is waiting for you!"

In the next second, he immediately found a seamless excuse for himself:

"I, I'm playing a game."

You know how to play games, but you can't leave.

Lin Nanxing understood.

He rested his chin, looked at Hoddle's empty table, and tortured his soul:

"Hmm... Where's your phone?"