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Fu Ci looked at his serious expression, and sure enough, he looked again, serious, "Sure enough, there is still a problem."
He pointed to a few points, "My knees are bent in the wrong arc, and I can't hold the basketball with my hands, so I can't shoot at all."
...
Qi Yan withdrew the drawing board and put it under the pillow to be crushed to death.
This hopeless straight man!
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Chapter 4
Fu Ci looked at Qi Yan and turned his back to do his own business, and made it clear that he didn't want to pay attention to him, so he couldn't help but be at a loss.
What did he say wrong?
But soon he figured it out. After all, this picture was the hard work of Qiyan overnight. He, a layman who thought he was right, gave him some advice. It would be good if Qiyan didn't lose his temper.
Thinking of this, he immediately put the potato chips in his hand in front of Qi Yan, and said to please: "Do you still eat it? This is your favorite lime flavor, and I brought it to you specially."
Qi Yan looked at the big bag of potato chips in front of him, and couldn't hear what he meant by begging for peace, and also knew that it was pointless to be angry, so why bother with a straight man so much?
He turned around and was about to take the snacks from Fu Ci's hand, but just as he reached out, Fu Ci shrank the snacks back, "How can I let you do it, I'll feed you."
Fu Ci picked out the most plump and round potato chips and handed it to Qi Yan's mouth, "Don't mind what I just said, your paintings are really beautiful."
Qi Yan opened his mouth to eat the potato chips, and said slowly, "Where is it good to see?"
Fu Ci was stunned for a moment, but these words really stopped him, "It's just beautiful..."
But he couldn't tell the specifics. He didn't know anything about the artistic conception of light and shadow composition.
But the words have already been said, and he has to get on with it no matter what.
Fu Ci scratched his hair and racked his brains, "I just felt that you painted very carefully. I was in this state of painting at the time. I just wanted to make that shot, and I felt that I would definitely make it."
The first time he saw the picture, he was amazed. He seemed to be glowing in the painting.
Seeing his tangled appearance, Qi Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his tensed mouth, "Okay, it's stinky to show off again in a different way."
He pointed to another pile of snacks, drinks, and melon seeds beside Fuci, and asked him, "Why do you bring so much food?"
Only then did Fu Ci remember another reason why he came to find prayers, and turned around to take a tablet from his bed, "I heard they said that there is a new movie that is very good, so I thought of coming to watch it with you. "
Qi Yan glanced at him in surprise, Fu Ci came to watch the movie all the time, it was the latest event in the cinema, which one is it now?
But he had nothing to do, just watch a movie to relax.
But less than ten minutes into the movie, Fu Ci's face became a little strange, "What are the barrages talking about? Aren't these two good friends?"
Because the two male protagonists are very good-looking and close in behavior, the barrage said that they matched each other and felt that they were true love.
These remarks made Fu Shi feel uncomfortable.
Qi Yan also saw the barrage full of cps, and his expression did not change much, "It's just some small interest of the audience, there is no need to care, this movie has a heroine."
"They are just hilarious for a while, just like people in our forum often knock our CP."
Saying this, Fu Ci's face became much better, and he didn't feel uncomfortable watching those barrages, "That's it! Then I can understand."
Their school has an official forum with all kinds of topics, and there is a building dedicated to posting photos of him and prayers.
It is also because of this building that Qiyan is almost tied to him, and there must be his figure beside him every time, which gives him a great sense of satisfaction.
Like, monopolizing the prayer.
Qi Yan watched Fu Ci skillfully touch the forum again, and silently took away his mobile phone, "I'll go later, watch the movie first."
He doesn't know how Fu Ci is logical and self-consistent every time. He clearly hates homosexuality, but he has no disgust at other people knocking him and his CP, and even sometimes sees some funny jokes. He shares.
It seems that everything that is wrong will become reasonable when it is put on him and Fu Ci.
After all, they are best friends.
But when the movie was about a third of the way through, Fu Ci couldn't sit still, and pressed the tablet down, "Don't watch it, what kind of bad movie is this? A good friend turned against each other for a girl? What age is it? Shoot this kind of bloody drama!"
He drank a sip of Coke irritably, turned to look at Qi Yan, "Thanks I saw the relationship between the two of them in the early stage. I thought they were like us, and I was very happy to see it. I didn't expect this one to come out."
"Anyway, I will never fall out with you because of a girl."
Fu Ci's vows were in sharp contrast to the fierce quarrel in the play. Fu Ci even leaned on him again in order to prove his words, shoulder to shoulder, as if seeking a sense of security.
Qi Yan put the tablet back in place, quietly watched the two male protagonists face each other with cold eyes, and finally parted ways.
He could feel the increasingly irritable mood of the people next to him, tilted his head to look at Fu Ci, and said softly, "It's not a girl, it could be something else."
Fu Ci retorted without thinking: "Impossible, we will definitely be good friends for life."
"For a lifetime..." Qi Yan repeated unconsciously, lowered his eyes, and did not respond.