The Paranoid Villains Have a Crush on Me

During the entire color lead class, Lu Yuan was absent-minded, thinking of countless possibilities in his mind, but he fell into a logical loop over and over again.

He sincerely hoped that Ning Xingzhou and Lu Sijin just happened to take the same course, but if it was just a coincidence, how could the two of them know each other?

As soon as the bell rang, he picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom with great strides. It's useless to think alone, it's better to ask Ning Xingzhou about it...

"Si Jin! Don't lift the paint tray so high, be careful!"

"Haha, I have... ah!"

With a "bang" followed by a scream, Lu Sijin, who had just left the house, bumped into a tall boy, the paint tray clacked and a large piece was spread on the other party's schoolbag.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Lu Sijin looked at the other party's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and apologized tremblingly.

The next moment, she felt that her eyes swayed abruptly, her whole body was being held against the wall by the collar of the other party, her pale eyes showed an extremely cold light, and her low voice was indescribably cruel, "You. Are you looking for death?"

"I...Is it okay if I pay you?" Lu Sijin had never seen such a posture before. He felt a sense of panic when he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and was almost scared to cry.

Lu Yuan's left hand holding the strap of the schoolbag tightened slightly, watching the camouflage cloth bag with a large patch of colorful glue, the anger in his eyes could hardly be contained, "Pay? Can you afford it?"

This is the schoolbag given to him by his sweetheart, and he is not even willing to let it get dusty. Every day, hang it by the bed and watch it fall asleep.

This is his spiritual consolation, but it was ruined by his sister who was not the same as his father! He was already extremely disgusted with this person, and now he is full of evil thoughts, his mind is swollen, and he is full of anger.

"What are you doing!" Sheng Liqun noticed the movement here with sharp eyes, rushed over quickly, and pushed Lu Yuan away with the momentum of running.

Lu Yuan stumbled under his feet, grabbed the boy's wrist in a conditioned reflex, spun his foot, and exerted force on his hand, almost instinctively wanting to throw the opponent over the shoulder.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a corner of the studio and met Ning Xingzhou's shocked eyes. He suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart, forcibly withdrew his strength, and let go of his hand—he had promised Ning Xingzhou that he would not fight.

The sudden pause was taken away by Sheng Liqun. Taking advantage of Lu Yuan's unsteady center of gravity, he pushed Lu Yuan to the ground with his arms, and his fists also greeted Lu Yuan's face.

A firm punch made his cheeks hurt.

Lu Yuan didn't resist or hide—he was waiting.

Sure enough, before the second punch came down, someone hurriedly pulled him, "Don't hit, don't hit."

Ning Xingzhou was stunned, especially when he saw that it was Lu Yuan who was beaten. This situation seems to have a subtle overlap with the plot of the original book, but it is very different.

His head was buzzing and his thoughts were messed up, so he could only pull Sheng Liqun away by instinct.

"The teacher is here, the teacher is here." Someone in the crowd called out, Ning Xingzhou instantly became nervous, looked at Lu Yuan anxiously, and then looked at the teacher who came over.

This time the situation did not develop very seriously, and it should not lead to the evil consequences of the original book, he thought to himself.

"What are the pestles doing here? Someone tell me what happened." The painting classroom is in the multimedia teaching building, and a physical education teacher came.

A few good-hearted classmates got together, and they told the story in detail but with added fuel. Although Lu Yuan did not do any substantive harm, he was described as ferocious, as if Sheng Liqun would be out if not for Sheng Liqun's appearance. Looks like a big deal.

Ning Xingzhou only understood the origin of the conflict after listening to the description of the man. His eyes fell on the school bag stained with paint, and he vaguely understood something.

The physical education teacher was full of black lines, and trained the three of them one by one, especially Lu Yuan. In the end, Lu Sijin was sentenced to clean up the oil painting classroom and Lu Yuan cleaned the sports equipment room.

Sheng Liqun was popular, and the students around him were inevitably biased. In the end, his hands-on nature became courageous, and the teacher only taught him verbally.

The teacher also asked Lu Sijin to buy a new schoolbag to compensate Lu Yuan, but Lu Yuan rejected him with a grim face. What matters is not the bag itself, but the person who sent the bag.

The punishment was much lighter than Ning Xingzhou imagined. Ning Xingzhou watched the teacher leave and heaved a sigh of relief. He took the schoolbag that Lu Yuan had been holding in his hand and gave him a wink, "You go to clean the equipment room first, I'll think of a way to see if I can wash it off, and I'll come back to you."

"Okay." Lu Yuan's eyes lingered on Ning Xingzhou for a long time, and he responded in a low voice. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but Ning Xingzhou felt that at the moment he was like a beast whose claws had been removed, and he had a pitiful aura for no reason.

The plot development in the original book seemed to be avoided, but he still felt uneasy. After Lu Yuan left, he made a special trip to apologize to Lu Sijin and Sheng Liqun.

In the original book, Lu Yuan would end up like that, which can be said to be caused by the male protagonist. The power behind the protagonist is huge, and even if he is the protagonist, he is not a pure good person.

But now, the male and female protagonists are not at a disadvantage at all. As long as they soften their attitudes appropriately, the male protagonist can't stand to make things difficult for Lu Yuan no matter how big his face is. What's more, although the heroine is stupid and sweet, she also knows who is at fault.

Fight when it's time to fight, and retreat when it's time to retreat.

He knew very well that as long as he was willing to persuade, Lu Yuan would even apologize to the two of them according to his wishes. But... He also knew about the relationship between Lu Yuan and Lu Sijin. If he really did this, he would be too wronged to Lu Yuan.

That being the case, let him take care of the other party for a while...

The paint of oil painting is difficult to clean, it takes a long time, and the tools are not complete. After tossing for a long time, the color is only faded and cannot be cleaned up.

Ning Xingzhou thought about it for a while, then simply went to get his palette, and drew a cartoon head in camouflage on the dirty place of the schoolbag, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, and a rebellious look on his face, just like Lu Yuan anthropomorphic cartoon.

Satisfied, Ning Xingzhou carefully carried the strap of his schoolbag, went to the infirmary to prescribe some medicine, and then trotted to the sports equipment room.

…

The equipment room has been accumulating dust for a long time, and there is a musty smell everywhere. All kinds of **** were thrown on the ground in a mess, he bent over and stood up again and again, and the mechanical objects returned to their original positions.

He didn't know what his tablemates would think of him. If he insisted that he didn't do it, would he believe it? Will you be angry because of your bad attitude towards Lu Sijin?

Every few minutes, he would look to the door of the equipment room. Uneasy in his heart, but looking forward to the appearance of the other party, even if he blamed him angrily, he was happy.

Finally, when he raised his eyes inadvertently, he saw the figure engraved in his memory. The other party was pulling the door of the equipment room, sticking out a small head, and his eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, "Hey, I'm here. La! Did you miss me?"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, that delicate face was as beautiful as a painting, making Lu Yuan unable to look away.

"I want to, I want to, I want to." Lu Yuan's eyes kept following him, watching him jumping to his side, he suddenly wanted to reach out and hug him, but he held back.

Ning Xingzhou put his schoolbag behind him, and when he walked to Lu Yuan, he took it out suddenly, shaking in front of Lu Yuan's eyes, his eyebrows were raised, his expression could not be hidden, "Dangdangdang! Look! You are at the same table. Let's~"

The combination of cute cartoon characters and camouflage is very strange, but also has an indescribable sense of harmony. The most important thing is that he can see that this is his deskmate, who painted it by himself.

Lu Yuan only felt his head buzzing, as if he was setting off fireworks. After a brief moment of stunnedness, I was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

"It's amazing." He took the new schoolbag from Ning Xingzhou, his fingertips trembled slightly, and even his voice trembled, "I thought...you would be very angry."

"Oh, you're still like that when I know I'll be angry." Ning Xingzhou deliberately stern face, poked Lu Yuan's shoulder with his fingertips, "Isn't it because the schoolbag is dirty, just buy a new one, why are you so excited? ."

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and hid all the emotions in his heart. He squeezed the strap of his handbag tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "This is from you."

Because it has something to do with you, how ordinary things will become extraordinarily rare.

Ning Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed involuntarily, "That won't work either, the violence factor is irrelevant, not to mention that they are still girls."

It's just that this girl's identity is special, so it's no wonder that Lu Yuan is so sensitive, half-parent, but has a completely different life. Seeing her, she will show her embarrassed self. Ning Xingzhou looked at Lu Yuan, whose eyes were lowered, and it was difficult to say any more words of reproach.

He sighed and said helplessly: "Why didn't you fight back when you were beaten? Is it because of me?"

Because he promised him not to fight, he withdrew his hand at a critical time, did not hit anyone, or even fought back. Maybe he was the opportunity to change the plot, but it was Lu Yuan himself who really changed the direction of the future.

He noticed.

Lu Yuan tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth that he wanted to raise wildly, and kept his voice as calm as possible, "Well, I promised you something, and I don't want to break my promise."

"You really... at least protect your face." Ning Xingzhou glared at him angrily, and couldn't help but laugh, "But, it's not bad to be able to take what I said to heart."

He pulled Lu Yuan to find a place to sit down, took out a cotton swab from his pocket, smeared some iodophor disinfection on the wound, and put an ice cube wrapped in gauze on the slightly swollen half of his face, "Rest now. Yes, reduce swelling."

"Yeah." Lu Yuan's lips curled up, his eyes fixed on Ning Xingzhou, his heart was so soft. The distance was so close, he could even feel the other person's soft breathing.

"Same table." He called softly. The classmates have various names for Ning Xingzhou, but he likes to call him at the same table, which is intimate and special.

"Huh?" Ning Xingzhou tilted his head to look at him.

Lu Yuan lowered his eyes and looked back at each other, turbulent emotions rubbed in his eyes, as if quenched by a layer of light, dyed the pale pupils with amorous light and shadow. He lowered his voice and murmured, "You are so kind."

Very ordinary words, but with such affectionate eyes and tone, it is indescribably strange. A suspicious blush appeared on Ning Xingzhou's face, and he looked away with a guilty conscience, at a loss.

Suddenly, with a "click", Ning Xingzhou jolted and broke free from the strange atmosphere. He raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan, "What... what's wrong?"

Lu Yuan stood up, took the initiative to hold the ice cubes on his face with the back of his hands, crossed several shelves, and probed out.

The door to the equipment room was closed, and he vaguely understood something. But he didn't feel worried or afraid. On the contrary, a strange and morbid expectation rose in his heart, "The door of the equipment room... is locked."

He and Ning Xingzhou were temporarily unable to get out.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow (actually, it’s twelve o’clock tonight), enter V Ha, there are red envelopes in the top 50 in the comment area ＾3＾

Cough, I didn't expect everyone to be so excited, so I fixed it a little and added some thought processes _(:з"∠)_

(I may have thought that I had explained it after I finished my brain, so I wrote the result directly. I didn’t expect everyone’s anger value to be so high _(:з」∠)_)