I Was Attracted By the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

The sports meeting ends at 6:30 in the afternoon. Those who are willing to stay in school can study on their own at this time, and those who want to go home can go home.

Gu Wang pulled the **** his head and stuffed it into the desk while loading his homework in his schoolbag.

Even in the sports meeting, Li Shuya didn't mean to let them go.

Shen Zhao moved quickly and ran over and lay on the window sill next to Gu Wang, "Eat hot pot, eat hot pot!"

Gu Wang glanced at him, "It doesn't matter what you eat?"

Shen Zhao was stunned, "Didn't we say it?"

Gu Wang couldn't help but laugh, Shen Zhao recalled that Gu Wang was teasing himself when he came over, and rushed over to pinch Gu Wang's face.

Almost all the people in the class have not left yet, and half of the people stayed behind to learn.

At this time, a person appeared in the corridor, the little brother of the school fruit shop.

Jinyang High School has done a good job in this regard, and it is also the suggestion of the parents of the students. The supermarket not only sells snacks, but some windows sell fruits and dairy products, which are called for supplementing vitamins and protein.

The fruit is fresher than the outside, and nothing is more expensive than this bunch of student bastards.

He was alone, carrying the transparent packing box in both hands. The two big bags looked heavy. He looked at them straight ahead and shouted a party secretary at the door.

Wen Ting walked to the door and asked what was going on, still in the mist.

The little brother put two big bags of fruit on the table by the side, and handed the list to Wen Ting to see, "There are fifty-six boxes in total. You can confirm it. There is one box per person in your class."

Wen Ting was stunned, she didn't understand, but she still looked at the list in her hand. It was for their class. It was fifty-six boxes. Yes, she nodded blankly.

"They were washed, peeled and cut. There is a fork in it and you can eat it directly. I just came in today." The little brother laughed and showed his big white teeth. When the things were delivered, he left.

Wen Ting guessed that Li Shuya bought it, and a classmate next to her asked. She also said that Li Shuya bought it. Otherwise, who would buy them so much that no one would buy cut fruit.

She let the Physical Education Committee help to send it down.

Shen Zhao looked at the fruit in Gu Wang's hand, and his eyes lit up. He heard what Wen Ting said, and said with envy, "You class teacher is good."

Gu Wang said lightly, "Is it good to add three more test papers to you every day?"

Shen Zhao, "..."

Yue Feng came from the side, he changed his clothes, a white vest, wide and big, like a ruffian, he grabbed Shen Zhao's neck from behind, "Brother gave it to you in the morning, why didn't you say that your brother is good?" "

Shen Zhao didn't even look at it, slapped Yue Feng's face with a slap.

Gu Wang didn't bother to look at them, he could fight in two minutes, and he could get better in two minutes.

He finished loading the homework, the packing box in his hand was still iced, Gu Wang opened the lid, half of the cherries, and the rest are cantaloupe and black grapes.

They are absolutely sweet fruits.

Gu Wang looked at He Qinghuan subconsciously. He Qinghuan just zipped up his schoolbag and looked at Gu Wang.

They left the school together. He Qinghuan and Gu Wang walked a little later, Gu Wang threw the cherry in his mouth, glanced at He Qinghuan, and asked vaguely, "Did you buy it?"

He Qinghuan didn't admit it directly, he asked, "Is it delicious?"

Gu Wang hesitated, "Yes."

The smile at the corner of He Qinghuan's mouth became more obvious.

Seven or eight in the evening is the most lively, the lights in the store are not very bright, faint blue, mixed with warm pink, only on the top of the table, there is a lotus-shaped white lamp that is not dazzling.

It is estimated that the ground has just been cleaned, and there is a faint smell of soapy water.

He Qinghuan never asked Gu Wang what he likes to eat. When he ordered, he ordered them naturally, but they were all Gu Wang liked.

Shrimp slips, fish fillets, baby vegetables, potatoes,

Gu Wang was also a little surprised when he saw it. In fact, he would hesitate for a long time when ordering food, because he seemed to like this one and that one too, ordering a lot, and in the end he would eat just a few.

Shen Zhao is different from Song Zhiyan. Only drinks are left on a menu.

The waiter asked at least five times, "Are you sure you can finish it? I suggest..."

Gu Wang smiled at her, "Let's place an order."

Anyway, He Qinghuan treats guests, plus two rice buckets, no problem.

The dishes were served quickly. Gu Wang didn't have the habit of boiling the dishes himself. He held his chopsticks and didn't move. He Qinghuan glanced at him. At the beginning, Gu Wang liked everything he ordered.

Yue Feng poured a plate of duck blood in the opposite side.

Shen Zhao exploded immediately, "Are you eating hot pot? What's the difference between you and Da Luan stew?" Because Yue Feng is still preparing to pour the meat, it's the kind of whole plate.

Yue Feng silently put the plate back again.

He Qinghuan was not interested in what he was eating, so he was not hungry. He was boiling the food for Gu Wang during the whole process. After he got down, he took time to fish, and the others didn't even see the shadow.

Everyone, "..."

They should open another table.

Gu Wang was eating seriously, but he didn't notice this. He was listening to Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan. He liked the lively atmosphere.

Yue Feng asked Shen Zhao what university he wanted to take, and Shen Zhao said he would take the university where he hoped to take it.

Several people looked at Gu Wang at the same time. He Qinghuan stopped. He also wanted to know which university Gu Wang wanted to enter.

Gu Wang wanted to take the A major, but A major does not have a director major. The S major, a specialized film school, is the same as the A major score.

He thought for a while, and said slowly, "A is big or S is big."

Shen Zhao, "Then I can't afford to take the test. I think the Pheasant Second Book opposite University A is quite suitable for me."

Song Zhiyan said, "It's possible for me to go to the Institute of Physical Education."

Gu Wang looked at him, "Sports Institute?"

Song Zhiyan scratched his head, "Meng Ou said he likes boys who study sports."

Gu Wang, "..."

He Qinghuan picked a piece of baby cabbage into Gu Wang's bowl and asked faintly, "Do you like acting?"

Gu Wang shook his head, "It's filming, from a script to a story on the screen, I like this process."

This is the first time Gu Wang talked about what he liked in front of He Qinghuan.

He Qinghuan smiled, "Very good."

Why can't Gu Wang stay by his side?

It was estimated that he was full. The boy put down his chopsticks, sipped the sour plum juice in small sips, and said distressedly, "But the score is too high."

The total score is 750, and the score of these two schools is 700. They are almost writing "we only need the elite" on the gate of the school.

Yue Feng looked for Maodu in the pot and said, "Ahuan has good grades. You can let Ahuan tutor you. It must be no problem. The exams I had to take before going abroad to study in high school were all taken by Ahuanfu."

Gu Wang just said that he should be able to pass the entrance examination, just to consolidate his status as a scumbag. He had such poor grades before, and suddenly said that he was going to take the A and S major, and it would be impossible not to step on his own feet.

Just treat it as a scumbag and let it go.

But asking for help from He Qinghuan, Gu Wang never thought that he could do it himself.

He Qinghuan didn't say a word, Yue Feng clamped Mao's belly into Shen Zhao's bowl, glanced at him, and urged, "Ahuan, isn't it? You take the test with Gu Wang. The chances of passing the test are still higher."

He Qinghuan just gave a hum, very perfunctory, as if to deal with it impatiently.

Yue Feng's sudden mention made He Qinghuan realize the fact that Gu Wang will leave him one day, he will go to other schools and meet other friends...

The lamp on the table was very bright, it was an incandescent lamp, and He Qinghuan's long eyelashes covered a faint shadow under his eyes. He never said anything afterwards, either he hummed or he didn't respond.

A new table of guests arrived at the table next to them, also young people, and the waiter in the aisle walked past them with a pot of broth that had just been served.

The ground was slippery. Several guests almost fell down before. After reporting to the front desk, they dragged it again. It was not done yet. There were many people coming and going. It was still the same when stepping on it.

The waiter was a boy. When he walked to Gu Wang, his left foot slid out, and the whole person fell backwards. He hurriedly threw forward, splashing a bowl of soup directly at Gu Wang.

The seat is a sofa, immovable, Gu Wang has no place to hide. He Qinghuan is in the position inside, he reacts quickly, originally he half-closed his eyes to listen to Gu Wang and their words, the waiter came over and slipped his feet, and he noticed it. .

He leaned from the side, blocking Gu Wang in front of him.

A pot of soup was splashed on He Qinghuan's back, only a few drops splashed on Gu Wang's face and other people.

He Qinghuan was steaming hot now, but no one could laugh.

Except for himself.

He raised his hand to wipe off the soup on Gu Wang's face, and said softly, "I told you to sit in it."

Yue Feng was the first to react. He stood up, took a bottle of mineral water from the bottom of the freezer next to it, unscrewed it and poured it on He Qinghuan.

He didn't speak, his face was calm.

The hot pot soup base is boiled off, and it is only the beginning of autumn. They are all dressed thinly, splashed on the body, and may leave scars.

This is the second time He Qinghuan blocked Gu Wang.

Gu Wang raised his eyes, shocked and flustered in his eyes, he whispered, "Are you okay?"

How could it be okay? He Qinghuan's face turned pale, just like a piece of paper.

Fortunately, it is clear soup. The noodle soup in clear soup has less oil and is easy to lose temperature. If it is red oil, the oil can lock the temperature.

Gu Wang took the school uniform he had placed next to him and handed it to He Qinghuan, "You first put on my clothes, I will go to checkout, and then we will go to the hospital."

He didn't panic either, but his voice trembled a little.

Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan reacted afterwards, and Shen Zhao looked at the waiter, "God, what are you doing?"

Shen Zhao just found it incredible and unbelievable, not to blame, this soup is so hot, how can it be spilled on people, and now it has been spilled.

No one expected that He Qinghuan could stop Gu watch, and they hadn't even reacted yet.

The boy was about to cry. He stood by and kept apologizing, saying that he would pay for medical expenses.

Song Zhiyan's expression is complicated. If he really wants to make a claim, the store won't be able to pay for it if he sells it.

Yue Feng glanced at He Qinghuan. The hanging man who usually hung on his face was gone. He said lightly, "You can't afford it, go to work."

He Qinghuan carried Gu Wang's coat, "I'll go to the bathroom, and you will wait for me at the door on the first floor."

After Gu Wang settled the bill, he did not forget to grab a handful of candies for a few people.

"We bear all the medical expenses. It is the negligence of our store. We will bear all the follow-up treatment and other things. It is our responsibility. You will come to our store to eat in the future for free." The store manager's gesture is very relaxed. Low, every year there will be news of hot pot restaurants splashing soup base on customers. Gu Wang didn't expect that he would meet him today.

If He Qinghuan really wants to care, don't even think about opening their store.

When the Lord is not there, they are not easy to forgive themselves. The store manager accompanies them to wait for He Qinghuan, and by the way the waiter next to him to ease the atmosphere.

He Qinghuan came out of the elevator, and Gu Wang greeted him, "Does it hurt?"

Gu Wang knew that all he asked were nonsense, it must hurt, but he still wanted to ask.

He Qinghuan rarely wears such a bright red color. He originally thought that red would make him look less cold, but he did not expect that he was stunned to suppress the enthusiasm.

It is completely different from Gu Wang's publicity.

He Qinghuan's brows and eyes are cold, red makes his face a bit gorgeous, but his temperament is still cold. You will never think that he is a good contact person just because he wears a good-looking color.

The sense of alienation and nobility is in the bones.

The store manager was stunned for a few seconds after seeing him, and then stepped forward and said what he had said before in front of Gu Wang and them again in front of He Qinghuan.

He did not respond to the store manager, but looked at Gu Wang, lowered his eyebrows, looking soft and harmless, "Wangwang, I hurt, I want to go to the hospital."

Shen Zhao is the fastest to be fooled. He opened the store manager and said, "Don't apologize, we have to go to the hospital. Please contact him for compensation, and contact me for free matters."

He drew Yue Feng to the front, meaning to negotiate with him about compensation.

Song Zhiyan couldn't see it anymore, and dragged Shen Zhao's collar toward the door.

Gu Wang pulled He Qinghuan's arm, "Let's go, let's go to the hospital first."

Only Yue Feng was still there, and Yue Feng smiled and said, "You should be fortunate that it was him that hurt, not the person next to him."

He Qinghuan never listened to the explanation or watched the process. If the bottom of the pot fell on Gu Wang, he would not react. He would punish himself at the same time he would not forget to bring this hot pot restaurant.

Ahuan is unreasonable.

"You don't need to pay for it, you should pay more attention to it in the future, tut, it's just for our people..." he said as he opened the door of the mall and walked out.

In the taxi, there was very silence for a while. The five of them, Shen Zhao and Yue Feng sat in a car, Song Zhiyan, Gu Wang and He Qinghuan together.

Song Zhiyan was sitting in the co-pilot, thinking of the scene at that time and still feel scared.

Gu Wang was facing the aisle, and if the bottom of the pot was splashed on Gu Wang's face, Song Zhiyan couldn't even think of the consequences.

Thinking of this, he also changed his attitude towards He Qinghuan. Song Zhiyan turned to ask Gu Wang, "Wangwang, look at Lao He's back, is it serious?"

He Qinghuan wore Gu Wang's clothes just right, and his sleeves were a little short. Gu Wang lifted up the clothes behind He Qinghuan. It was red with no blisters in his eyes.

There should be no scars left. Yue Feng quickly poured ice water to cool down at the time, and there was no hot wrap.

But it hurts when I look at it.

"It's okay." Gu Wang was not sure. His former roommate was clinical. He said that if the burn is red, it is not so serious. If it is white, it means it is cooked and burned into the lungs.

Song Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief and asked the driver to drive quickly.

When the doctor treated He Qinghuan, he looked at them waiting in the corridor.

There are many chairs in the emergency department, several rows, and now there are not many people. Shen Zhao has two bones alone, leaning on Gu Wang, and exclaimed, "He Qinghuan is also too rigid, I was shocked at the time!"

"That's hot pot!"

"Hot!"

"Is he not afraid?"

Gu Wang didn't agree with him, after all, He Qinghuan was injured because of him.

He Qinghuan came out of the dressing room, and Gu Wang stepped forward first, "All right?"

His eyes were a little red, and he should be anxious. It didn't look like he had cried, but he looked good. He Qinghuan originally wanted to lie to him, but when he saw Gu Wang's appearance, he dismissed the idea.

He looked at the person in front of him and said softly, "It's okay, just apply the medicine for a few days."

"Will it leave scars?"

"will not."

"That's good." Gu Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and he pulled He Qinghuan's sleeves, "Then let's go."

Song Zhiyan and Shen Zhao took a taxi home by themselves. Yue Feng received a call from his dad when he got out of the hospital. The one who shouted for dinner was nearby. Yue Feng shook the phone helplessly, "Then you have to go back by yourself."

He thought he could see the expression of reluctance on He Qinghuan’s face, but he almost printed the words "Quick Roll" on his face, "..."

Pay more attention to color than friends.

He Qinghuan opened the car door and told Gu Wang to get in the car first, "I will take you home first."

Gu Wang pressed against the car door and looked up at He Qinghuan, "I will see you off first."

He Qinghuan pushed the car door, but didn't push it.

He smiled slightly, "Okay."

Two people are rarely alone, usually there are other people present. Gu Wang scratched his hair, leaned his head on the seat, and looked at the buildings and people passing by like a horse lantern outside the car window.

He Qinghuan called him.

Gu Wang turned his head and looked over, "Huh?"

He Qinghuan slowly approached, the distance between the two people was almost only a finger, Gu Wang involuntarily held his breath.

The lights of complex colors passed by, and the lights inside the car were intertwined. He Qinghuan's face was dull and unclear. The shadows and shadows were too good to be true, but Gu Wang could feel it. He seemed to be in a good mood.

It was also close, and Gu Wang saw that He Qinghuan’s eyelashes were very long and not curled, so when he lowered his eyes, it looked like closed eyes, and the roots were distinct.

He Qinghuan lowered his eyes again, unable to see the expression in his eyes.

He whispered, "Look, I hurt."

Gu Wang blinked and said dryly, "It won't hurt anymore, I...I can't help it now."

He Qinghuan raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Wang, "You have a way."

Gu Wang puzzled, how can he do it?

He Qinghuan's eyes had a very faint smile, his voice was low, innocent and soft, "You give me a blow, and I won't hurt anymore."

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