When I transferred to Linjiang Middle School as a freshman in high school, I set three goals for myself in the early hours of the morning:
First, hide the vest of the millionaire painter "Mu Xu" and take the Central American Academy of Fine Arts exam quietly;
Second, do not be called upon to answer questions in class, socialize less, cause less trouble, and be a transparent and cold beauty;
Third, never be a nymphomaniac just because you are greedy for other people's faces.
The first two goals were executed smoothly until the third goal was shattered into pieces on the first day he met Wen Xi.
That man was the science god who always dominated the rankings. He was 186cm tall, had single eyelids, and had a face that was so arrogant that he could have debuted directly. There were always girls handing him water on the basketball court, and it was as cold as the wind blowing by the river for three or nine days. But this alienation was different for him.
She would reserve the last sweet and sour pork ribs in the cafeteria for him in advance, stand up to protect him when someone caused trouble for him, and laugh out loud when she heard him practicing his oral skills. Privately, he is actually a big fan of stuffed animals, and the lock screen on his phone is a group of fufu corgis he posted on Weibo three months ago.
In the early morning, I always thought that my vest was well hidden.
On the rainy night at the end of the high school competition training, Wen Xi blocked him at the door of the studio, rubbed his fingertips against the skin on his wrist stained with cobalt blue paint, and spoke in a low voice with a slight smile:
"Mrs. Mu Xu, when are you going to sign the picture you drew of me playing ball for me?"
Fishing plush control junior high school student × cold on the outside and soft on the inside facial control art student
(In the early stage, he is like last year, but in the later stage, his other side will be revealed)
Mission: Encounter warmth and grow in both directions