The landlord fools me every day

As soon as he entered, Bai Wanlin turned around gossipingly from the front with his butt on the stool, surrounded by boys and girls.

"Hey, Zhu Shi, who are you with—is it true?" He laughed so hard that he almost lost his eyes.

"No!" Zhang Zhushi pulled a book without looking at it and buried himself in it.

Seeing this, Hu Heshang whistled, and smacked Zhang Zhushi's shoulder lightly with malicious intentions: "It's okay~ If you really like that or that, our brothers will support you. "

"That's right," the girl beside him echoed, "Although Yang Zekui seems a little hard to get along with, but we will still respect your choice!"

Zhang Zhushi was speechless, why do girls like to come over and intervene in these things about boys.

"No, really not!" Zhang Zhushi denied it twice, "He and I are just ordinary classmates!"

"Hey," Bai Wanlin rested his head on his hands, and looked at Hu Heshang quietly, "Zhu Shi, actually Jiaping and I had a little friction with you at the same table in the dormitory before, but boys, it's really not a big deal , so you must not think that we will reject you and the like, just feel free to go—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhushi interrupted him with a third denial: "No! No! How the hell should I say it before you believe it!"

"Oh, okay, okay," Hu Heshang, who is good at observing words and expressions, hurriedly stroked his hair to comfort him, "If we Xiaozhu say no, then we don't! You all stop talking, hurry up and leave!"

It's over, after the crowd dispersed, he quickly turned his head and resumed his gossip look: "Hey, Xiao Zhu, why don't you tell us the truth?"

Zhang Zhushi shut the book with a snap, pursed the corners of his lips tightly and remained silent, staring into Hu Heshang's eyes.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Hu and Shang, who silently read something from his resolute eyes, smiled coyly: "Haha, okay, I was just joking, Xiaozhu, don't take it to heart."

"Haha, yes, yes." Seeing that the situation was not right, Bai Wanlin on the side also helped.

After leaving this sentence, the two of them quickly slipped away with smoke rising from their feet.

Zhang Zhushi watched the two go away and shook his head helplessly.

These guys are really gossips, not at all inferior to his rebellious father.

When mentioning his father, Zhang Zhushi's face turned dark instantly, speechlessness was written all over his face.

At the same time as the bell rang, a girl suddenly patted him on the shoulder twice and asked, "Student, is the student sitting next to you Yang Zekui?"

Zhang Zhushi nodded dully: "Yes, yes."

The girl's frowning brows relaxed a little, and when she stuffed the things to Zhang Zhu, she trotted away and said, "Student, please pass it on to classmate Yang Zekui for me, thank you!"

Blinking in a daze, Zhang Zhushi looked at a pink love letter and a small bag of snacks in his hand and gradually aftertaste: Yang Zekui is—was confessed?

Shaking his head sympathetically, Zhang Zhushi silently put the things in his hands into the desk next to him.

It's a pity, the girl is so beautiful, but she likes that curvy guy Yang Zekui.

Tsk tsk, if that girl came to express how nice he is, maybe she might have a chance to get out of the order after getting along with her.

It wasn't until several minutes after he came in for class with the textbooks that Yang Zekui came slowly.

Oh no, he still took a few symbolic breaths when he was standing at the front door and reporting in.

As soon as the people around him sat down, Zhang Zhushi curled his lips in disgust: "Hey, don't you just wander around leisurely all the time, and still panting like that?"

Hearing this, Yang Zekui paused for a while, then turned the pages of the book with a calm expression, and replied in a low voice: "The eyes are fine." You can see it all.

Zhang Zhushi rolled his eyes and turned the pages of the book following the teacher who was giving a passionate speech on the podium.

While looking at the formulas listed on the blackboard, Zhang Zhushi casually took notes, then said lightly, "Look at the drawer."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence "a girl asked me to give it to you", the sharp-eyed teacher threw a piece of chalk at him and interrupted him forcefully: "Don't desert!"

Zhang Zhushi, who turned around nimbly to avoid it, exclaimed in his heart: "Oh~" Fortunately, he was quick-moving.

Low, he faintly heard Yang Zekui chuckled from beside him, but when he turned his head to look, he found that this guy's expression was still the same.

Thinking about it, he must have heard wrong.

In the second half of the class, Zhang Zhushi took the time to write a note for Yang Zekui to write a few minutes for the students to do homework after class.

After a while, Yang Zekui poked him with a pen and pushed the paper back.

Zhang Zhushi, who kept his eyes on the exercises in the textbook, tried to get it blindly but failed to get it.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Yang Zekui was holding the piece of paper in his hand to tease the kittens and puppies and moved back a little bit, causing Zhang Zhushi's hands to move to the lower half of Yang Zekui's table.

Looking at Yang Zekui dryly, Zhang Zhushi gave him a slap in the face speechlessly, and then he lowered his voice and said viciously: "You are all boring!"

Finally got the paper and opened it to read, Zhang Zhushi was very angry at the big characters on it: Do you like me?

The handwriting is clear and powerful, but the content contained in it makes Zhang Zhushi more angry.

He angrily crumpled the note and leaned over to Yang Zekui, his mouth was about to burst into flames: "You are blind! I told you that a girl entrusted me to give it to you! Don't be so crazy, please!"

"Really," Yang Zekui raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, "I don't believe it."

Zhang Zhushi was speechless: "I don't care if you believe it or not! Just listen to what I just said!"

After finishing speaking, he turned back to continue reading the exercises in the book, and raised his pen to write an answer on it.

After a while, Yang Zekui poked him with the cap of his pen again, and pushed him a small note——

You follow, follow me, right?

Zhang Zhushi's eyelids jumped suddenly, and his heart almost missed a beat.

Damn it, Yang Zekui is really... speechless!

"Can you be normal?" He was very helpless.

Yang Zekui shrugged: "I'm normal."

Zhang Zhu answered with a sharp needle: "Crazy people say they are not crazy."

Yang Zekui was silent, and only frowned and glanced at Zhang Zhushi, who was full of serious eyes beside him: "...you are similar." In the end, he just responded like this.

The two spoke a word, back and forth, and the verbal war was on the verge of breaking out.

Finally, the moment the bell rang, the two of them were stopped from continuing.

The two people who went out both got stuck in the door frame together with each other with stinky faces.

The two, who refused to give in at all, pushed forward desperately, but they couldn't move half a step because they were stuck.

Zhang Zhushi gritted his teeth and satirized Yang Zekui who was next to him: "How much tonnage are you! Make the density so big!"

Yang Zekui did not hesitate at all, and took every opportunity to turn back: "What about you! You are the height of a few grades in elementary school! You are as short as a ball, and you will be a ghost if you can pass!"

"You fuck your mother! I'm short! I'm taller than you!" Zhang Zhushi straightened his back.

"You're the shit! It's obvious that I'm taller than you!" Yang Zekui, not to be outdone, also straightened his spine, and turned towards Zhang Zhushi.

The two people who were too involved in the quarrel didn't notice the scorching gaze on the two of them from behind.

"Oh." Bai Wanlin ate the lollipop in his hand, and he was amazed by Hu Heshang who was sitting next to him, "I really didn't see it before."

Hu Heshang took out a bag of potato chips and ate them intently: "Tsk, indeed, it's really amazing."

Li Jiaping, who forced himself to focus on the book, turned his head and saw Zhang Zhushi and Yang Zekui who were still arguing at the door.

In and out of the class, there were people who cast their gazes at them at the same time and talked about them in low voices.

"Cut!" He clicked his tongue, got up and walked towards the front door.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pushed the two of them hard: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The very unfriendly tone and attitude woke up the two who were still arguing.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned to look at the surrounding crowd who were focusing on them. After coughing dryly, they all whistled and looked at the sky in a rare tacit understanding, and stuffed their hands that had nowhere to rest into their pockets.

Gradually, seeing that the two of them had no other movements, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhang Zhushi, who slowly moved to the no-man's land, immediately disappeared without a trace of leisurely expression. He turned around and got into an argument with Yang Zekui again, and this time he went straight to the fight.

Suddenly, a shadow fell above them.When they looked up, the two people who were in a stalemate heard whistles with incomprehensible meanings one after another.

Immediately, the two petrified in place.

When they came back to their senses, they both wanted to strangle each other to death, but they had no choice but to stare at each other, then turned their heads and left the place of right and wrong angrily.

At the same time, Zhang Hezhi, who was finally free and had time to see what his younger brother was doing recently, spit out coffee, and was dumbfounded by the photo on the computer screen——

"What, what is this?" Why did his cold-faced younger brother Zhang Zhushi smile so brightly, and take this photo with another boy cheek-to-cheek?

WTF? ? !

Zhang Zhushi, as the second young master of the Zhang family, if you are forced, just blink!Even if you are poor, you don't have to be reduced to the point of selling your looks!

Combined with the news he had received before, Zhang Hezhi immediately turned on the phone and took out the address book. After scrolling down a long list, he hesitated for a moment, and then dialed: "Hi, it's me, are you free?"

On the second weekend after the military training, Zhang Zhushi, who had finally regained his physical strength, went out to pick up casual jobs. Among them were the online shop model jobs that Bai Xiaofei introduced to him, and some easy jobs like handing out leaflets that he found himself.

Zhang Zhushi was born with a fair complexion, so after a brutal week of sun exposure, he, who was not much tanned, quickly returned to his original state.

During the make-up break, the young lady in charge of Zhang Zhushi's makeup did not hesitate to praise: "When I was young, didn't you say that you are a freshman in high school? Why did you come back from military training? I feel that you have taken care of yourself a little, and your skin has become better."

Looking at the big makeup mirror in front of him, Zhang Zhushi smiled evilly, "Sister, why can't you just praise me for being good-looking."

Hearing this, the young lady who put on his makeup blushed, and said shyly, "I hate it. I'm almost a round older than you, and I still call you sister."

Zhang Zhushi didn't take it seriously: "Everyone who looks good is called sister."

Turning his head, he smiled brightly: "Sister, you can also call me brother."

While teasing the makeup lady, he accidentally glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of a figure.

Then, his body froze suddenly.