The heartthrob protagonist always wants to assist

"Wrong." Qin Jiheng reminded him with a smile.

He leaned on the sofa and pointed to the sentence that Guide Yucheng had just written: "There is a typo here."

Nan Yucheng stared at what he wrote on the paper, and was taken aback.

He wasted a lot of effort, but he couldn't find out where he went wrong.

Shao Cong came over when he heard the commotion here, and added insult to injury: "Haha Nan Yucheng! You also have today! You can't even keep silent about such a simple poem!"

Nan Yucheng gave a "tsk", looked away from the dictation book, and replied easily: "Shao Cong, can you recite one for me?"

Shao Cong hesitated for a moment: "Who wrote this poem?"

He was too busy watching the joke just now, and didn't pay attention to which song Nan Yucheng wrote silently.

"Du Fu." Nan Yucheng said.

Hearing this familiar name, Shao Cong felt a little more confident. He straightened his back: "Okay, what's the name, I will recite it to you!"

""Spring Hope"." Nan Yucheng leaned on the soft sofa of the KTV, tilting his head to look at him.

"What... look?" Shao Cong was stunned for a second, then he was shocked: "He also wrote this? Why didn't he tell me!"

His eyes seemed to be that of an ignorant girl who had been betrayed by a scumbag, and she almost wrote "Okay! You secretly wrote a song "Spring Hope" behind my back" on his forehead.

Nan Yucheng and Qin Jiheng laughed together.

But he interrupted, Nan Yucheng changed his mood, looked at his dictation again, and finally found out what was wrong.

The characters for "scratch" and "sao" are exactly the same except for the radicals. No wonder he checked it several times but couldn't see where he was wrong.

It's just that this wrong place is a little embarrassing, Nan Yucheng finally understands why Qin Jiheng looks at him with that look.

He coughed lightly, changed the radicals, and said, "That's right."

"Yes." Qin Jiheng said with a smile on his eyes.

Shao Cong returned to the sofa and sat down cursing, still condemning Du Fu's behavior of "writing poems privately".

It was Nan Yucheng who told him that he had learned this poem in the second year of high school, so that he did not continue to offend the poet.

There are several switches for the lights of the KTV, and Nan Yucheng specially opened a brighter one for him to study.

But even so, Shao Cong was still sleepy.

Under the supervision of Nan Yucheng, it took a long time to complete a page of multiple choice questions.

When answering the question, Nan Yucheng repeatedly confirmed the content several times before saying in a word: "You are very strong."

"Really?" Shao Cong poked his head.

"I'm not praising you." Nan Yucheng turned over the paper, not knowing where to start.

He raised his breath several times before he said the whole sentence: "Can you teach me how to avoid the correct answer exactly?"

Shao Cong's smile froze on his face: "Just tell me how many questions I got wrong."

"This one is more difficult to count. Why don't you ask how many questions you got right?" Nan Yucheng asked.

Shao Cong thought about it too: "Then tell me how many questions I got right."

"A total of [-] multiple-choice questions, you got a total of...four of them right." Nan Yucheng lowered his voice to take care of his face.

But I didn't expect Shao Cong to slap his thigh excitedly. He didn't realize that Nan Yucheng had worked so hard to protect his self-esteem. Instead, he said loudly: "That's great! Nan Yucheng, you are right, studying hard can really make progress I used to be only 20.00% correct, but now I can achieve [-]%!"

He took a deep breath, walked to the KTV TV, and faced the group of people with complicated expressions on the sofa, he didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Thank you everyone! Without your help, I would never be able to get to where I am today! I would have Today's achievements, in addition to my unremitting efforts, there are..."

In this way, Shao Cong thanked Nan Yucheng and Qin Jiheng from his parents, and finally kindly mentioned the uncles and aunts who were eating in the cafeteria.

He talked for a full 10 minutes, and Nan Yucheng felt that he was almost sleepy.

Lang Yao rubbed his temples and asked, "Has he always been like this?"

Nan Yucheng looked at the ceiling unrequitedly, and described Shao Cong's behavior in twelve words: "It's just idle. Only more idle, not the most idle."

The old god Qin Jiheng poured a drink for Nan Yucheng on the ground: "This has nothing to do with us. It is mainly his father's genes."

Nan Yucheng sighed, feeling that his son was almost hopeless.

With a complicated mood, he picked up the drink and took a long gulp. He wanted to relieve his anger, but just as the tip of his tongue touched the light green liquid, he sprayed it out: "What the hell is this?"

This sentence was so loud that it even directly interrupted Shao Cong's eloquence.

All eyes fell on Nan Yucheng's face, and Nan Yucheng was looking at the drink in his hand with a distorted expression.

"I feel that you are a little angry, so I specially asked the person at the front desk to call for you." The culprit, Qin Jiheng, smiled "considerately": "Bitter melon and celery juice tastes good, would you like to toast with me?"

Nan Yucheng: ...

Shao Cong: ...

Lang Yao took his own cup from the table without changing his expression, took a sip, and frowned slightly.

But he still swallowed it, and said in a calm tone: "It tastes good."

Nan Yucheng just wanted to ask him if the taste was good, but before he could open his mouth, Shao Cong answered this question.

Shao Cong was also intimidated by the green liquid and the name of the drink full of darkness at first, but out of curiosity, he still took a sip.

Then he went up to the top, savoring carefully, and said: "This cup, the taste is still very unique. There is a little bit of sweetness in the bitterness, and there is a feeling of bitterness and sweetness, which is especially suitable for my current state of mind!"

Seeing that everyone drank the cup of darkness potion with normal expressions, Nan Yucheng only felt that it was not easy to be a stock hero.

He sacrificed his tongue in exchange for a chance to fall in love with Qin Jiheng, a dog. I don't know if it's worth it.

Nan Yucheng frowned, and only remembered that he had to assist after being reminded by the system.

This opportunity is very good, and if it is used well, it may have miraculous effects.

Although the Shura field arranged by the author has been messed up, there are still two stock male protagonists gathered here.Nan Yucheng added fuel to the flames a little bit, and it might not have been a good show.

Nan Yucheng was a little worried that Shao Cong and Lang Yao would dismantle this KTV again, but a rare opportunity was in front of him, and he finally chose to be a competent assist: "You three might as well live together in the future, just like this, Don't hurt other people."

After Shao Cong heard this, the bitter gourd and celery juice in his hand lost its fragrance in an instant!

He frantically conceived a way to fight back in his mind, and finally slapped the table and said, "You're not right!"

Nan Yucheng immediately asked him: "What's wrong?"

Shao Cong choked for a moment: "I still need to find a wife in the future, how can I live together with Qin Gou."

After he finished speaking, he pondered again: "But if my wife doesn't let me drink bitter gourd and celery juice, wouldn't my life be a lot less fun?"

Nan Yucheng took a deep breath, thinking that drinking bitter gourd and celery juice is probably not a few people who can regard drinking bitter gourd and celery juice as a pleasure in life.

But after thinking about it, it is estimated that there are not many.There are three people in this room alone, it seems that he is quite abnormal.

So, he decided to ignore this complaint in his heart, and continued to insinuate: "That is indeed a lot less fun, so it is more reasonable to find someone with whom you can eat together for the rest of your life."

Shao Cong felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

He fell into doubts about his own values ​​for so many years, and made a look of thinking.

Nan Yucheng didn't keep chasing, but instead looked at Lang Yao: "What do you think?"

There was a strange light in Lang Yao's eyes. Compared with Shao Cong, he was much more involved in the Tao, and he quickly responded: "It's very good. I've never met someone whose taste matches mine so well. Besides, Senior Nan, what do you say?" That's right, Chinese cultural food is an important part, and if we can eat together, there will be less conflicts in the future."

This is the first time he has said so many words in front of Nan Yucheng, and when the last word fell, he still had something to say.

Nan Yucheng finally found out that although this junior Lang Yao was supposed to be a domineering boss, he was still a young man.

He will do everything for the person he likes, but he will also be happy or sad because of a word from the person he likes.In front of the object of his heart, he will even show an image that is far from his usual image.

During their discussion, Qin Jiheng kept silent.

He was savoring what Nan Yucheng's words meant.

Before he fell in love with someone, Qin Jiheng never knew that he could think about someone else's words so seriously.

He sorted out his current conditions:

First of all, Nan Yucheng likes him.

Secondly, Nan Yucheng proposed to let him and Shao Cong live with Lang Yao.

Then these two mutually contradictory conditions are combined, what is the meaning of Nan Yucheng's words?

definitely is……

Because Nan Yucheng felt that his taste was different from everyone else, so he was upset!Jealous!

Qin Jiheng touched his chin, feeling that he had realized again!

It was so!

Qin Jiheng, who realized it, drank his bitter gourd and celery juice in one gulp, and turned to look at Nan Yucheng: "Don't worry, if you don't like to drink bitter gourd and celery juice, I won't force you! I will do it secretly from now on. drink!"

As he spoke, he pushed the Nan Yucheng cup a little in front of him, and said solemnly: "But this time, I've lit all the lights. This thing clears the fire, so don't waste it."

Nan Yucheng: ...?

I feel like someone is messing with me, and I already have proof.

He looked at the glass full of bitter gourd and celery juice in front of him, not knowing how he should react.

Nan Yucheng struggled on the spot for a while, and finally took a few sips of the cup of bitter gourd and celery juice.

He clearly felt that he had already drank a lot, but when he took the cup down, it was still more than half of that.

At this moment, Shao Cong, who was in deep thought, had already finished his cup.

He finally smoothed out his own logic, and patted Nan Yucheng's back excitedly, almost making him vomit on the spot.

"What are you doing?" Nan Yucheng felt the bitter taste in his throat, and he couldn't dispel it after eating two mints.

Shao Cong happily helped him peel another candy: "I thought of it! You are right, I must find a beautiful woman who loves to drink bitter gourd and celery juice and eat durian fried with garlic to spend the rest of my life with!"

Nan Yucheng almost didn't spit out.

He really wanted to ask Shao Cong, did you come up with this thing after thinking about it for so long?

But this also shows a very important point, even if the author is helping the enemy stock, it cannot be saved.

Nan Yucheng's talk has reached that point, if Shao Cong likes Qin Jiheng, no matter how bad his brain circuit is, he won't be able to turn the corner until now.

This is obviously because Shao Cong didn't have that kind of meaning. Maybe he had some good feelings for Qin Jiheng, and it also turned into a brotherhood in the daily relationship.

But having said that, Nan Yucheng still admires Shao Cong's reflection arc that circles the earth.

He rolled his eyes and asked, "How about I give Qin Jiheng a turn and give it to you?"

Shao Cong glanced at Qin Jiheng, imagined the other party's sexual transformation, and said in surprise: "You, he. Mom is going to murder me! Will you give me a King Kong Barbie?"

Nan Yucheng: ...

Forget it, Shao Cong is really hopeless.

But sometimes, the silly son is not completely useless.

After thinking about the philosophical question just now, Shao Cong noticed Nan Yucheng's painful appearance.

Anyway, he also likes to drink this stuff, so he simply suggested righteously: "How about I help you drink it."

Nan Yucheng's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that you have finally done something human.

He smiled until his eyes turned into crescent moons: "Son, Dad didn't love you for nothing."

Shao Cong waved his hand, being taken advantage of by him every day, he is still a little used to it.

Just as he stretched out his hand towards the glass of drink, the other hand grabbed the bitter gourd and celery juice before him.

It's Qin Jiheng.

"Qin Gou, are you looking for a fight?" Shao Cong was dissatisfied. He himself had a relationship with Qin Jiheng who would fight each other, not to mention being so blatantly taken away what Nanyu City gave him.

Qin Jiheng waved his hand: "There is still in that pot."

Shao Cong didn't understand why he didn't drink from the pot, but he still got another glass cursing.

Nan Yucheng looked at Qin Jiheng three times, five times and two times, and drank up all the bitter gourd and celery juice in the cup. He felt that the word "puzzled" was not enough to describe his mood: "What are you robbing, you just love it so much Do you want bitter gourd and celery juice?"

Qin Jiheng explained casually: "In our house, if there is any leftover from my grandma's meal, it will be given to my grandpa."

Nan Yucheng suddenly realized: "Are you in love with the scene?"

Qin Jiheng vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but he still nodded.

But I didn't expect that in the next second, Nan Yucheng would put on a kind expression: "Although I am the same age as you, since you asked for it, I can't do it, good grandson! Grandma... No, grandpa has always be with you!"

Qin Jiheng: ...

He took a breath: "My grandparents are still healthy. A thief entered the house last month, and my grandpa beat the thief unconscious with one fist. He is still lying in the ICU."

"Damn it?" Nan Yucheng was startled: "Your grandfather has practiced it before! But isn't it too good to send this person into the ICU? We can find the police uncle!"

"I have practiced, but I haven't reached that level." Qin Jiheng said: "The main reason is that the man was frightened by my grandpa's spirit, and fell with his left foot and his right foot flat, breaking himself into an eighth grade fracture." , and hit his head on the corner of the table."

Nan Yucheng thought to himself that your grandfather is so energetic, you have practiced fighting cattle across mountains!

He coughed lightly, realized that he had misunderstood, and tremblingly said: "I think too much, my problem. Can you not tell your grandpa, I am afraid that if I visit your house in the future, your grandpa will have an opinion on me."

Qin Jiheng didn't expect that he was thinking about coming to see his parents so early, and he was in a good mood: "Don't worry, I won't tell. Even if I did, my grandpa won't hate you."

Nan Yucheng looked into his shining eyes, trying to figure out how this topic could make him so excited.

This is the end of their topic, but Shao Cong next to him has been counting with his fingers.

A known:

His godfather is his godmother's younger brother.

His godfather is also his godmother's godfather.

Solve:

What is the relationship between his godfather and his godmother?

This question troubled him deeply.

Sure enough, family ethics and seniority are sometimes more difficult to understand than math problems.

After learning, everyone still sang songs for an hour.

Nan Yucheng's singing is of that ordinary level, not out of tune, but it's not very good.

Shao Cong surprised Nan Yucheng, this guy is not bragging, he is a wheat bully.

When we were together, Nan Yucheng couldn't tell that he actually sang with such a steady breath, and it was quite nice.If you haven't studied it specifically, you have a talent for it.

Lang Yao sang a total of two songs, basically without any emotion, no different from an endorsement.

Regarding the fact that he was able to abruptly sing a song into a poem recitation, Nan Yucheng also had to give a shout out.

As a heartthrob, Qin Jiheng certainly cannot fail in singing.

He sang two more songs than Lang Yao, and his level was slightly lower than Shao Cong's, but his voice was good, and he sang as if he was talking to someone.

After singing, everyone went to a relatively famous restaurant nearby for dinner.

Nanyu City itself was thinking about the barbecue restaurant that I ate before school started, but that restaurant was far away from here, so after everyone discussed it, they ate at the nearest one with the highest rating.

Nanyu City rarely has this kind of consumption experience that does not need to calculate the price.

The last time I ate buffet hot pot, I didn’t see much of it. This time I ate at a restaurant that ordered a la carte, and the feeling of spending money as I wanted was obvious.

Shao Cong's appetite is as good as Lang Yao Qin Jiheng's.

He has been able to maintain his figure for so long without gaining weight, mainly thanks to his character of jumping up and down.

Everyone ordered the dishes quickly, and it was a big meal.

Nan Yucheng swallowed a few pieces of ribs, feeling a little full, so he went to the toilet.

He walked a little fast, and was in a hurry to grab the last piece of potato goulash with Shao Cong, but he didn't expect to bump into a person at the corner because of this.

When they bumped into each other, Nan Yucheng's first reaction was that it was too wrong for him to bump into a young lady because of his carelessness, and his second reaction was why this young lady's chest...

A little hard?

He stood up rubbing his forehead, and was about to help the young lady, but unexpectedly met a pair of familiar eyes.

Wen Hanli.

Nan Yucheng was taken aback when they met in this way after only a few hours apart.

But what made him almost roll his eyes was Wen Hanli's appearance in women's clothing.

Looking at the photos does not have the shocking feeling of being face-to-face.

Wen Hanli's shoulders are much wider than those of girls, but after modifying the clothes, they become very natural and beautiful.

He is not the same as Nan Yucheng's impression of women's clothing. He is more sassy than beautiful. Standing on the street and not talking, others will only think that she is a cool sister.

Wen Hanli didn't fall to the ground, the collision only made him take two steps backwards.

He rubbed his temples, raised his eyes and found that it was Nan Yucheng, and was also stunned.

The two of them stood in a stalemate for several seconds, and finally Wen Hanli came to his senses first.

The man squinted his eyes and smiled, and said calmly, "I'm fine, how about you? Are you okay?"

Wen Hanli's voice is different from before, it has a more neutral feeling, and it is not easy to reveal gender.

There was no trace of displeasure and embarrassment that his special hobby had been broken in his tone, and he was a bit more generous than Nan Yucheng.

The same smile also has a different temperament when he wears women's clothes.

It's like a lazy big beauty, teasing a little brother who is not deeply involved in the world.

The little brother Nan Yucheng, who was not deeply involved in the world, came back to his senses, wondering if he wanted to conceal his identity, so he reacted quickly and said: "You are Wen Hanli's younger sister, right?"

Wen Hanli was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said "hmm".

Nan Yucheng laughed dryly: "I didn't expect Senior Wen's younger sister to be so pretty."

"Thank you." Wen Hanli curled the corner of his mouth.

The topic couldn't go on any longer. Nan Yucheng wanted to go back to his private room, but Wen Hanli didn't move, and stayed where he was, which made Nan Yucheng a little afraid to move.

"That..." Nan Yucheng whispered.

"Aren't you curious about this outfit?" Wen Hanli said suddenly, tilting his head and chuckling, as if teasing him.

Nan Yucheng also found that the clothes on his body were good-looking, but they were not very everyday.

Although he didn't watch many anime, he was a young man in the 21st century after all, so he immediately guessed: "Did you go to the comic exhibition?"

"That's right." Wen Hanli smiled, took out a knife and weapon from his waist, and put it in his hand: "Do you recognize the character I played?"

"I can't recognize it." Nan Yucheng said frankly.

Wen Hanli then gave him some popular science, and his demeanor made Nan Yucheng feel ashamed.

Nan Yucheng glanced at the exquisite prop while listening.After Wen Hanli finished speaking, he asked, "Did you do this?"

"Yeah." Wen Hanli nodded: "I like this kind of thing very much. I make all the equipment for my whole body by myself. It's amazing."

Nan Yucheng didn't even need to pretend, he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart: "It's amazing, it will take at least a few months to make so many things, not to mention that I can't learn this skill, this patience is already admirable enough! "

Wen Hanli looked at him without a trace of false admiration, and laughed in satisfaction: "If you are interested, I can bring you with me at the next comic exhibition."

"Yes." Nan Yucheng is quite interested in this culture, and coupled with the possibility of creating assists, he nodded: "But how can I contact you?"

"Haven't we already exchanged WeChat messages?" Wen Hanli took out his phone and called up the message interface.

Nan Yucheng raised his head in surprise, and saw Wen Hanli's eyes filled with mocking smiles, and realized that the other party might have discovered the truth a long time ago.

He didn't immediately expose his unnatural arguments, but instead said a series of words, probably just to tease him.

"Senior Wen." Nan Yucheng touched his nose in embarrassment: "I thought you didn't want others to know."

"Is there anything I can't talk about about my hobbies?" Wen Hanli replied with a smile, "As you can see, I'm very good, so I don't feel that I can't do it."

Nan Yucheng looked at him even more admiringly now, to have such courage, and it's not just talk, it proves that Wen Hanli is really not an easy person.

He just wanted to praise Wen Hanli a few words, when the other party paused, and said again: "The reason why I didn't tell everyone is mainly because I don't want people who are interested to make use of it. After all, it's something I like, and I don't want people who don't understand it. Pointing fingers. It’s not that I’m afraid, it’s just a waste of time to deal with them one by one, isn’t it?”

Nan Yucheng who received a threatening look: ...

Inexplicably, he felt a burst of cold sweat behind his back, and carefully distanced himself from Wen Hanli: "Senior Wen, I must not belong to the type of person you want to deal with, please let me go."

While the two were chatting, a voice suddenly came from behind Nan Yucheng.

Only Shao Cong's cry was getting closer: "Nan Yucheng? You fell into the toilet!"

Nan Yucheng was slightly taken aback, and glanced at Wen Hanli: "Shao Cong has come to find me!"

This context and these words gave Nan Yucheng a feeling that he was being raped.

Nan Yucheng threw these thoughts out of his mind, and said, "Senior Wen, do you have anything else to say?"

Wen Hanli played with the weapon in his hand, glanced at Nan Yucheng, and then suddenly hooked his hand: "Come here."

Nan Yucheng didn't know why, but he still took two steps forward.

Wen Hanli took out a lipstick from his pocket, drew a line on the back of his hand, then wiped it away, as if marking a territory, and then rubbed his head: "I'm leaving, elementary school brother. Although I I don't mind you knowing, but it's still a secret after all. So... just treat it as a small compensation I will charge after you know it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left gracefully, leaving Nan Yucheng with a bewildered expression, Shao Cong who was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue, and Qin Jiheng whose smile gradually disappeared and his expression became serious, were shocked:

Wen Hanli!You hurt me!

The author has something to say: Humph (smiling and drawing his knife): We will have a whole fish feast tonight!

Yanyan's diary:

Today I ate stewed pork ribs with carrots, fried chicken offal, and white radish soup!I also ate an ice cream in the afternoon, the kind with three balls! !

Then there is the simple version of braised pork:

Start by dicing the potatoes, then fry them in a pan until golden on both sides.

Next, cut the moderately fat and thin pork belly into small pieces and fry them in a pan. You only need to add soy sauce and sugar for the seasoning, depending on your personal taste!I like to add a lot of sugar!

After frying fragrant, put the potatoes in and fry together!

It tastes great, and you can sprinkle a handful of white sesame seeds on it to make it look even better!

Love you Moe!