Immersive play dumb beauty

Fangcheng is a county-level city in southern Hunan. Looking down from a high place, a green belt river passes through and divides Fangcheng into two parts. One part is surrounded by mountains. When you go back to the south, white mist surrounds the top of the mountain, connecting the sky and the earth. The mist flows down from the mountain peaks, flowing quietly, beautiful like a fairyland, part of it extends in all directions, everywhere is the trace left by the development of the times, the highway, neon lights, psychedelic and dazzling at night, when the mountains are silent, billboards and lights are brightly lit all night , noisy endlessly.

The place where Jiang Sui brought Lu Cheng here is the most famous mountain in Fangcheng - Xianshan.

There are famous academies on the fairy mountain, and there are sparkling springs below. Many historical tombs are buried in the middle of the mountain. On the way up the mountain, a small playground was built, and various stalls along the way were full of children.

Jiang Sui took Lu Chengqing to pick up a gas/gun stall, casually picked up one and handed it to him: "Have you ever played?"

Lu Cheng lowered his head and fumbled: "No."

In a place like Xianshan, he only climbed the mountain with his teacher carrying a schoolbag during the spring outing in elementary school, and it was impossible to go out to play at ordinary times.

"Then you can play now."

Jiang Sui scanned the code, bowed his head to teach him which position to press, and held the handle in a pretentious manner.

He stood in front of Cheng Lu so that Cheng Lu could see his operation clearly, murmured something, and leaned into Cheng Lu's ear and said, "Don't aim at that balloon, this toy gun is inaccurate, you have to be right The top of the quasi-balloon... the top or the bottom? I haven't played for a long time, so I can't remember, you can try it yourself later."

He handed the wood/cang to Lu Cheng: "Will it be?"

Lu Cheng looked at him, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he shook his head: "No."

"It's very simple, let me demonstrate it to you."

Jiang Sui reminded him: "Be careful, don't let your mind wander."

"Ah."

Lu Cheng adjusted his standing posture behind him, and suddenly raised his hand to hold Jiang Sui's hand: "Is that so?"

Warm breath was blowing on the pinnae, Jiang Sui took a breath, subconsciously tilted his head, his hands were still tightly wrapped by Lu Cheng.

He turned his head to the side, trying to make Lu Cheng far away, but Lu Cheng's clear eyes looked at him, focused and serious, as if he didn't notice his strangeness: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Sui guessed that Lu Cheng didn't seem like a character who would take the initiative to tease him, so he probably thought too much.

He took off a little strength, leaned half on Lu Cheng's body, raised his head, and touched Lu Cheng's chin inadvertently: "The hand is too tight."

Lu Cheng's hand tightened even more at that moment, and when he pressed the wrench, it fell into the air with a "pop", and stopped on the empty cloth between the balloon and the balloon.

Jiang Sui hooked his lips proudly, and watched with satisfaction that Lu Cheng's earlobes gradually turned red.

Lu Cheng pretended to be calm: "I have learned."

Jiang Sui came out of his arms, taking time to relax: "Then try it yourself."

This project is extremely difficult. Even he practiced hard for half an hour and paid [-] tuition fees before he reluctantly took a dog doll back.

Lu Cheng hummed, narrowed one eye slightly, and between the ups and downs of breathing, he was completely separated from the outside world, just like a Buddha statue, quietly aiming at the target.

"Snapped."

First shot, missed.

"Snapped."

The second shot, narrowly missed, still missed.

"Snapped."

With the third shot, the balloon exploded.

After this shot, Lu Cheng seemed to have found a little touch, and shot out a few times with his steady hand.

After nine rounds were fired, except for the first two shots, Lu Cheng basically never missed the shots.

Jiang Sui was dumbfounded: "Have you played before?"

Lu Cheng put the toy gun in his hand back into the distance, and the balloons burst one by one, making a lot of noise, which really brought him a little pleasure/feeling to vent his anger.

"No."

Lu Cheng looked at his unreal expression, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's luck."

Jiang Sui's original task today was to take him to relax, but he didn't pursue it too much.

"There's also a hand-filled watercolor on the front."

This is a project he played before when he was very young. He went to the hut to pick out the ceramic patterns he liked, and then went to the low wooden table, picked out the watercolors he liked, and painted the colors into the ceramic piggy bank.

When the two went there, there were very few people, only they and a couple were on the rectangular table, and all the colors were neatly placed in front of them, so there was no need to worry about being taken away by others.

Jiang Sui had picked out a blue rabbit before, but now that he was shopping around, he didn't have any pictures he really wanted to pick, so he turned around and asked Lu Cheng, "Which one do you like?"

Lu Cheng looked at him, and then at the patterns displayed in the hut: "That rabbit."

"I also chose rabbits when I was a child."

Jiang Sui laughed: "We have a tacit understanding."

Lu Cheng hummed: "I like rabbits."

Jiang Sui asked the waiter to take two brushes, carefully dipped in the color, and reminded Lu Cheng: "These watercolors are easy to get on the clothes, you have to be careful."

Lu Cheng asked: "Is it easy to wash?"

"It's easy to wash, it's easy to wash, just rub it off and it will fall off, but it's still very—"

When Jiang Sui turned his head, Lu Cheng bent his eyes and raised his hand to draw a light line on his face.

Jiang Sui: "!!"

He wiped his face subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

Holding up his pen, Lu Cheng looked at him innocently.

Jiang Sui: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Cheng whispered, "Let me see."

Reluctantly, Jiang Sui approached with a stern face, pointing to the traces drawn: "Here, it's such a long one."

Lu Cheng lifted his lips, clasped his chin, and carefully helped him draw a small red circle on his nose.

Jiang Sui's white and tender face, his chin was red from his pressure, a red circle was drawn on his nose, his eyes were red from anger, and he stared at him wanting to cry or not.

——It really looks like a rabbit.

Jiang Sui was really going to be angry, his chest heaved violently twice: "I'm angry, I'm really going to be angry—"

Lu Cheng rubbed his reddened chin, and whispered, "Cute."

In the middle of Jiang Sui's words, he got stuck for a long time without saying a word.

Lu Cheng let out a muffled laugh, and took out a wet tissue from his pocket: "Don't be angry, I just wanted to tease you."

After saying that, he took a wet tissue and gently helped Jiang Sui wipe it clean little by little.

Jiang Sui was about to reject him, when he raised his eyes, he smiled helplessly at Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng's eyelashes were very straight, and when they fell down, they just covered the look in his eyes.He doesn't like to laugh very much, but his face, which is naturally cold and cold, has softened, and there are dots of helpless smiles. The collision and subtle fusion between the two temperaments, the gentle and focused look is almost substantive, which makes people move. Do not open your eyes.

Jiang Sui couldn't say anything to blame him, he didn't even lose his temper, he clasped the plastic stool underneath silently, waiting for Lu Cheng to finish wiping.

Halfway through the painting, Jiang Sui suddenly asked Lu Cheng, "Are you happier now?"

"happy."

Lu Cheng answered casually, dipped some paint in his hands, and focused on drawing on the ceramic: "I have always been very happy with you."

When Jiang Sui heard this, he curled his lips quietly, fearing that it would be too obvious, so he raised his hand to restrain his smile.

He struck while the iron was hot, and asked expectantly, "If you had to vote on Tieba, who would you vote for?"

Lu Cheng let out an ah, looking at his face, he thought it was too ambiguous/ambiguous just now, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Afraid that he would think too much, Lu Cheng hesitated: "Miss Ma?"

Jiang Sui's painting brush was hanging in the air: "Why?"

Lu Cheng pretended to appreciate the painting, stared at the ceramic portrait and thought for a long time, and finally chose a more reasonable explanation: "Maybe it's because she is the only girl."

Jiang Sui: "..."

Oh, having fun with the bros, paired with pretty girls, no conflicts at all.

Do you straight men talk like this?

He knew that the girl was most likely to be involved innocently, but when he thought of Lu Cheng's strange pause before, and his decision to still choose the other party after hesitation, he became a little irritable.

Jiang Sui couldn't laugh anymore: "The red paint is not enough, can you help squeeze some?"

Lu Cheng took a look, followed the instructions, and asked the shop assistant to add paint.

Jiang Sui secretly turned on his phone and glanced at the vote.

Ms. Ma took the lead, and Gu Yu insisted. Afterwards, the other students competed fiercely, and Lin Yige and Jiang Sui barely came out ahead.

Once refreshed, he was buried in other people's votes.

Jiang Sui: "..."

As soon as he was depressed, someone in the Chengbei group began to attack him.

He went in a little bit, and found that the link to the post bar was found by this group of people, and they shared it. They were all joking in the group, saying that if you lose, you don't lose. After all, you are the boss in the north of the city, and you can't lose too much.

He gritted his teeth and gritted them, feeling ashamed.

-Jiang Sui: Don't vote for me.

-Zhao Ziwu: Already voted.

-Lao Qi: Hahaha public execution, my younger brother's votes are dismal, it's really miserable, don't you consider buying a ticket?

Jiang Sui was speechless, as expected of being from the north of the city, everything he encountered was logical.

-Jiang Sui: Can't you be magnanimous in losing?Just a vote, don't buy.

- King: Voted.

- Changing money all over the place: Don't worry!Absolutely don't let our boss lose too badly.

-Student B: It is still possible to control a ticket, so that you will be ranked fourth, so that the loss will not be too ugly, and it will not be too conspicuous.

-Jiang Sui: He thought about it again, and found it very reasonable.

-Zhao Ziwu: Did your fifteen votes come from Chengnan?

-Jiang Sui: There were ten votes, and the other five votes were cast by me, my two trumpets, my aunt, and Jiang Mian.

-Lao Qi: Poor little girl.

Scattered behind him, a group of brothers agreed to vote for him, and reported in real time while hahaha.

Seeing Jiang Sui slowly climb up from the bottom to the third.

Jiang Sui thought about it and felt that it was very inappropriate.

He is a person who is not familiar with his place of life. He has just transferred to the south of the city. Where can so many people vote?

So humbly typing.

-Jiang Sui: It's better to vote for fifth, don't be too conspicuous, just get back with a ranking.

It made sense for Chengbei to think about it, and they responded one after another, saying that they would no longer vote.

As soon as Jiang Sui refreshed, the number of votes did not increase. He remained in a position that was not too embarrassing to look bleak, but not particularly conspicuous.

Pretty safe, pretty secure.

He put away his phone contentedly, finally feeling a little happier.

On the other side, Lu Cheng forwarded the post bar link he found to the "I want to go to Tsinghua University" group.

- Cheng Lu: Vote.

-Gu Yu:?

- Gu Yu: What is an official match?What the hell is this?

-Blank box: Voted, Miss Ma and Brother Cheng 99.

Lu Cheng remembered how Jiang Sui acted like a baby when he asked him to vote last night, and smiled.

- Lu Cheng: Tossing Jiang Sui.

-Gu Yu:?

Gu Yu immediately forwarded Lu Cheng's previous speech.

[Gu Yu: Brother Cheng hahaha, they are knocking on our cp.Lu Cheng: I am homophobic.Lu Cheng: Get lost. 】

The group hahaha for a while, and they joked that Gu Yu was a humble dog licking.

-Dafang: What's the situation?New sister-in-law?

- Sunspot: Probe JPG;

-Blank box: The real sister-in-law and the fake sister-in-law are silly and unclear.

Lu Cheng didn't answer directly, but just repeated it.

- Lu Cheng: Tossing Jiang Sui.

Everyone in the group: oh oh oh, everything is unspoken.

-Gu Yu: Sorry, let me take a moment.

Three seconds later, Gu Yu was kicked out of "I want to go to Tsinghua University".

The author says:

Beep beep——I'm an Easter egg, look at me! !

Of course, there are also many principled issues, and Lu Cheng will never back down.

For example, push up.

Push, a verb as a noun, here refers to the communication software that symbolizes freedom and love.

Jiang Sui really likes gentle-looking, virtuous husbands but boys with eight-pack abs, preferably the kind who are usually sullen and silent, who blush when they are teased, and who are particularly straight and ruthless at certain times And sexy kind.

Lu Cheng hit his fart perfectly, but it didn't stop him lying on the bed admiring beautiful boys when his butt hurts.

When Lu Cheng came back from the shower, he saw that he was lying on the bed and still had the mood and energy to comment on other people's drooling emojis in the comment area. He pursed his lips and kept looking at Jiang Sui without saying a word.

Jiang Sui glanced at Lu Cheng and thought to himself, it's useless to look, the boss in the north of the city is weak and strong, and he won't let you pretend to be pitiful at all.

After a few seconds, Jiang Sui couldn't help but look at Lu Cheng again, hesitating.

Because Lu Cheng's eyelashes were very long, when they were covered, his expression was very pale, but he always felt that such a Lu Cheng was particularly wronged.

For half a minute, Jiang Sui couldn't bear the psychological pressure, and threw the phone to coax Lu Cheng: "Lu Cheng, Teacher Lu, are you unhappy?"

The next day, Jiang Sui changed his mind with tears in his eyes. Your mother is gentle, your mother is a good husband and father, and your mother has eight-pack abs.

A boring man, even dogs don't talk about it!