I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

Chapter 32 Take Hello Kit...

Since Cen Xiao verbally "anti-killed" Fu Zhun, Fu Zhun stopped for several days.

After all, the word "seeking joy" made him seem a little perverted.

He felt that Cen Xiao misunderstood him too deeply.

It's a pity that Fu Zhun's nature is easy to change, but his nature is hard to change.

Near the end of the new year, he finally revealed his true nature again.

"Busy man," Fu Zhun lazily supported his head with one hand, and waved a stack of tickets with the other, and sent a sincere invitation to Cen Xiao: "Go out for New Year's Eve?"

Cen Xiao looked at his stack of colorful tickets and was speechless for a moment.

He reached out and took a look——

There are concerts, playgrounds, museums, art galleries, aquariums, and movie theaters.

Just like a small ticket dealer.

Smoothly brushing the edge of the pile of tickets with his fingertips, Cen Xiao found that there were two tickets of each kind.

He raised his eyebrows and joked, "Mr. Xiao Fu, did you run off to be a scalper?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Scalpers can't do that." Fu Zhun snorted softly, and said leisurely, "Don't you think big stars might want to go to more elegant places?"

"That might disappoint you." Cen Xiao tidied up the mixed papers on the two desks and put them on Fu Zhun's desk: "I don't have time during New Year's Eve."

Fu Zhun was no stranger to this.

He never saw Cen Xiao have time.

Hearing this, Fu Zhun snorted again, his temper gradually grew: "I know you are a busy man."

"But..." Seeing that he was sullen again, Cen Xiao changed the topic.

He tore off a piece of draft paper, scribbled and drew for a few seconds, and then suddenly pushed it to Fu Zhun's desk: "Busy people can invite you to the New Year's Eve party."

Hearing his words, Fu Zhun's eyes slowly fell on the piece of paper in front of him.

It was a ticket drawn by Cen Xiao at random.

The content is very simple, there are only a few big words "Tickets for Dejia High School New Year's Day Celebration".

Probably because he thought that since Fu Zhun would like Hello Kitty, he would also like bows, so Cen Xiao also drew a bow in the upper right corner.

Very girly.

On the other hand it says--

【Inviter: Cen Xiao】

【Invitee: Fu Zhun】

One-to-one tickets for big stars, almost VIP-level treatment.

Fu Zhun looked at this simple ticket, picked it up and shook it twice, and said meaningfully: "I didn't ask for a ticket last year."

"I need a ticket this year." Cen Xiao laughed unintentionally, and reached out to grab his ticket: "If you don't believe me, you can return it to me."

"No." Fu Zhun quickly took the ticket back, snorted softly and put the ticket in a brand new teaching aid.

In fact, Cen Xiao did not lie.

Dejia High School is rich and powerful, and the annual New Year's Eve party is the highlight, and there will be people from the TV station to film it.

In previous years, ordinary students came to host the school's New Year's Eve party, and only students, teachers and some parents were present.

But this year's host is Cen Xiao.

The school does not dare to let outsiders in at will like in previous years, and hereby stipulates that except for the students and teachers in the school, people outside the school must have tickets if they want to come in to watch the New Year's Day Gala.

Even small local media have to apply in advance, and the approval process is many times stricter than in previous years.

In order to limit the number of people outside the school, only a few people knew about it, and Cen Xiao himself was one of them.

Even people of Fu Zhun's status were kept in the dark.

It wasn't until the day of the party that he was stopped outside the gymnasium to blow the cold wind that he realized that Cen Xiao was really not lying.

Not far away, Zhou Yuancheng's cursing voice kept coming: "Oh no! Why don't you let us in, we are Dejia's students!"

Standing at the door was a junior from the Student Union, who had just entered school this year.

Moreover, Fu Zhun has been keeping a low profile since his sophomore year in high school, rarely committing crimes, so this upright junior doesn't know Fu Zhun, such influential figures.

He just said coldly: "Without a school uniform and no badge, there is no way to prove that you are a student of Dejia. According to the regulations, you are not allowed to enter."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Yuancheng was also dumbfounded.

When did he and Fu Zhun wear school uniforms and wear badges?

The school uniform can be used as a rag, and the badges don't know where to throw them.

Now that everyone is going to the gymnasium to watch the party, where can I get the extra two sets of school uniforms?

Seeing Zhou Yuancheng's troubled expression, that junior kindly gave him an idea: "If you have tickets, you can enter."

"Tickets?" Zhou Yuancheng's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Fu Zhun: "Hey! Aya! Do you have any tickets for the party?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun, who was squatting beside the flowers to hide from the wind, finally raised his eyes and looked over, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yuancheng hurried over and explained: "We don't have school uniforms or badges. The gatekeeper won't let us in. He said at least we need tickets to the party. Do you have any?"

Hearing the word "ticket", Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows suddenly, with a look of complacency in his eyes, but he still had to pretend to be calm when he spoke: "Yes."

"Damn it, I knew it!" Zhou Yuan patted him on the shoulder heavily: "I just said that you and Cen Xiao have such a good relationship, how could he not give you a ticket."

As he said that, he stretched out his expectant little hands to Fu Zhun: "Come here, here are the tickets, I will use my penetrating tongue to talk to that brother, maybe the two of us can be let in together. "

"Okay." Fu Zhun agreed very eloquently.

He took out the pocket of his down jacket and took out the long wallet that he had been too lazy to use before.

Zhou Yuancheng on the side stared longingly at Fu Zhun's hand, frantically expecting him to take out the shiny golden tickets from his wallet.

As a result, after Fu Zhun opened the wallet, he suddenly pulled out a brand-new and flat one from the interlayer——

Scratch paper.

Zhou Yuancheng: "???"

He was instantly dumbfounded.

I don't know how long the cold wind blew before Zhou Yuancheng was so stimulated by the cold that he regained his senses: "Ticket? That's it?"

"That's it." Fu Zhun didn't seem to think there was any problem at all, "What's your opinion?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

I really don't know if he is stupid or Fu Zhun is stupid.

Who are you fooling with the tickets for this fucking sketch paper? !

Although that iron-faced junior is really iron, it doesn't mean that his eyeballs are also made of iron.

Zhou Yuancheng felt for a moment whether Fu Zhun was chasing stars or foolishly.

Is it easy to lower your intelligence when sitting next to a big star?

He hesitantly poked the doorplate that Fu Zhun held between his fingers: "Are you sure the tickets are made of draft paper?"

"What's wrong with the draft paper?" Fu Zhun looked at him incredulously: "Do you despise the draft paper?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Probably speechless to Fu Zhun, Zhou Yuancheng sighed and took the ticket to look for Junior Brother Tie Mian.

However, he lingered for a long time but did not dare to give the ticket to others.

Who the hell is he taking for a fool?

On the contrary, the junior got a little impatient. Seeing that he had wandered around for a long time without getting a ticket, he asked aloud, "Have you got the ticket? It's okay to only have one ticket. I can let you in secretly."

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yuancheng, who had been hesitating all this time, finally took out the ticket slowly.

He shook his hand and handed it to the junior.

The surroundings were surrounded by black lights, and the junior couldn't see clearly for a while, but he paused when he saw the pale paper, and raised his hand to take it...

"This is?" The junior took a look, and the original cold face suddenly collapsed for a moment.

It was as if a broken crack spread across his face.

"Tickets." Zhou Yuancheng whispered with a trembling voice.

Then he saw the junior's fingertips rubbing the draft paper in his hand, as if checking money.

Then he raised his eyes suddenly, and glanced at Zhou Yuancheng with a cold gaze.

That look seemed to say——

Who do you two think is a fool?

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Zhou Yuancheng could only cast his mournful eyes on Fu Zhun who was squatting aside and circling in circles.

Why did he bring a fool out?

Sighing, Zhou Yuancheng began to think of a way to discuss with the tough-faced junior: "Why don't I ask a classmate who knows us to help prove it?"

It's a pity that there are still some loopholes in this suggestion. After thinking about it for a while, the student nodded but raised his requirements: "Yes, yes, but it must be a teacher or a classmate I know."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

It is impossible to find a teacher. Teachers who have performances and want to watch the party go in early, and the rest of them should be busy and go home.

Who is free to help them deal with such trivial matters.

You might even get scolded.

So Zhou Yuancheng could only take a step back and said, "Who do you know?"

Junior: "..."

Are you still ready to capture accurately?

The junior didn't answer, but just shook his head at Zhou Yuancheng.

An upright and unselfish look.

Zhou Yuancheng knew what he meant, but he still did not give up on discussing with him: "No, brother, listen to my explanation."

He took back the draft paper ticket, turned it over and showed it to his junior: "Did you see this? Cen Xiao invited us Fu Zhun to the New Year's Day party, and he wrote it himself, doesn't that count?"

"Then you can ask Senior Cen Xiao to take you in." The junior reluctantly gave them an idea.

This idea sounded feasible, and Zhou Yuancheng ran over to Fu Zhun again: "Hey, can you let your big star come out to pick us up? This ticket won't be accepted."

"Why don't you give it in?" Fu Zhun raised his eyelids, with a look of displeasure in his eyes.

As if to say——

My tablemate's paintings are so beautiful, why don't you let me in?

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Why don't you give it in? Do you really have no ABC numbers in your heart?

Not knowing how to complain about him for a while, Zhou Yuancheng just laughed angrily: "Stop talking about what you have and what you don't have, and let your big star come out to pick us up, otherwise we will have to blow off steam or go home."

"He's so busy." While muttering, Fu Zhun finally reluctantly took out his phone.

He stood up from the ground, took a deep breath, and started calling Cen Xiao.

Before he got connected, Fu Zhun saw two familiar figures walking towards the entrance of the gymnasium.

One of them was Feng Shi from their class, who caught Fu Zhun's attention because he stuffed a small note for Cen Xiao.

The other one was Cen Xiao himself.

I heard that they are both hosts this time.

At this moment, the two of them came out from the entrance of the gymnasium together, their expressions were so dark that they couldn't see clearly.

Fu Zhun subconsciously hung up the outgoing call.

However, Zhou Yuancheng turned his back to the gymnasium, not knowing what happened.

Seeing that Fu Zhun had hung up the phone, he couldn't help yelling: "What are you doing? Why are you hanging up? Keep calling! Otherwise, do you really want to have a blast here?"

Probably because his voice was a bit loud, as soon as he yelled, he attracted Cen Xiao's attention not far away.

Seeing that Cen Xiao seemed to be looking over, Fu Zhun immediately turned around and walked away.

Zhou Yuancheng was confused and wanted to stop him: "Hey, drag you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Cen Xiao came over and patted him on the shoulder: "You go in first, I'll take him there later."

"Cen Xiao?" Zhou Yuancheng didn't expect Cen Xiao to come like a savior, and he was so excited: "I can finally go in, the wind has been blowing for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Fu Zhun's back: "Hurry up and catch this man, it's really f*cking worrying."

"En." Cen Xiao didn't say any more, turned around and quickened his pace to chase after Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun had already walked a certain distance, and Cen Xiao trotted for a while before catching up.

He followed behind Fu Zhun, and said calmly, "Why is our princess so angry?"

"What do you care about me?" Fu Zhun stopped walking, turned his head to look at him, and then walked forward angrily.

Cen Xiao had no choice but to step forward and grab him: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Or is it cold?"

However, these two things are nothing to Fu Zhun.

It's just that the moment he saw Cen Xiao walking with other girls, an inexplicable sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

This happened several times and three times, as if no matter how hard I tried, I could only be defeated by the natural advantages of others.

He is not a girl, and he has no natural gender advantage in relationships with boys.

Apart from joking around with words, how could he dare to confess his love to Cen Xiao in a serious manner like other girls.

If you fail, you don't even have to be friends.

Fu Zhun pursed his lips, stopped to look at him, found a reason casually, and said indifferently: "You don't answer my phone."

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao fell silent, and suddenly remembered that his mobile phone was in his changed clothes, so he could only truthfully say: "I didn't bring my mobile phone with me, how long have you been waiting?"

"It didn't take long." Fu Zhun said lightly, "I just came here, only two or three minutes."

"I'll kill you in two or three minutes." Cen Xiao smiled helplessly, and reached out to grab Fu Zhun's hand.

He was stunned by the cold touch: "It's been so cold for two or three minutes? Don't you put your hands in your pockets?"

Asked by him, Fu Zhun pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Knowing that he couldn't make it up, Cen Xiao didn't intend to force him to question him, so he just grabbed his hand and led him back.

Happiness came so suddenly, Fu Zhun was stunned for a moment, looking down at the hand that was holding Cen Xiao——

Cen Xiao seemed to have just come out of a warm air-conditioned room, even his palms were warm.

Surrounded by the warm touch of his own hand, Fu Zhun suddenly fell silent.

He didn't speak all the way, as if he didn't want to break the atmosphere.

Seeing that the gymnasium was coming again, Fu Zhun suddenly regretted it.

Just now, I should run a fucking 800-meter sprint, or [-]-meter sprint to him, and let Cen Xiao lead him all the way back.

"Hey? Cen Xiao, didn't you pick someone up just now?" Feng Shigang waited for his friends from outside the school and was about to bring them in when he saw Cen Xiao brought another person.

She looked through the dim light at the entrance of the gymnasium, only to realize that the man was Fu Zhun.

Feng Shi froze instantly.

She always knew that Fu Zhun didn't seem to like her very much.

Although I don't know why, but the girl's intuition has always been accurate.

She could sense that it seemed to be related to Cen Xiao.

Now she saw Cen Xiao holding Fu Zhun like he was holding a boyfriend, and an unbelievable thought vaguely rose in her heart.

However, before he could wait for his idea to take shape, he was interrupted by Cen Xiao——

"Well, I have to pick up one more." Cen Xiao glanced at Fu Zhun, and said in a dark tone: "The son is disobedient and runs around, the father can only catch him back."

Feng Shi: "..."

Fu Zhun: "..."

This emotional positioning made Fu Zhun's charming thoughts disappear.

Fortunately, he was still wondering if Cen Xiao really liked him.

The two of them walked into the gymnasium together in this awkward atmosphere.

Cen Xiao put Fu Zhun in the first row.

The first row belongs to the VIP seats, except for the school leaders and the media, there are only a few people invited here from outside the school.

"Why are you sitting here?" Fu Zhun glanced at the people around him, "Aren't you sitting with the people in the class?"

"You can sit back if you want." Cen Xiao pointed to the designated area of ​​their class, and reminded: "There is no difference in viewing experience, but there will be snacks when sitting here."

Fu Zhun: "..."

This is really treating him like a son.

Fu Zhun felt that it was really inhuman not to justify his name.

He justly refused the snacks: "What kind of snacks do you eat for such a big man, I don't eat them."

"Then don't eat it if you don't want to eat it." Cen Xiao still put the snacks on the table in front of him, "I'll go to the backstage to prepare them, you stay well."

"En." Fu Zhun replied softly, and watched him go away anxiously.

Not long after, Zhou Yuancheng, who had come in earlier, quietly ran over and sat down on the seat next to Fu Zhun.

He glanced at the colorful snacks on the table, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "Damn, drag you, you are treated well, and you can eat snacks while watching. Our teacher won't let you bring them, saying that we are afraid that we will take them everywhere. throw rubbish."

While talking, he stretched out his chubby hand, trying to grab a handful of beef cubes.

Just when the evil hand was about to touch the beef cubes, the entire plate on the table suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Yuancheng's hand came into intimate contact with the cold table, and he retracted it instantly.

Turning his head to look, he realized that the whole plate of beef cubes had been carried away by Fu Zhun.

Zhou Yuancheng: "?"

"No, Ah Ya." Zhou Yuancheng couldn't believe it: "When the fuck did you pick up like this? You used to let me eat this kind of thing!"

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat." Fu Zhun glanced at his big pancake face, "Did you forget that doctors advise you to lose weight?"

"This...it's different." Zhou Yuancheng looked at the plate of beef cubes greedily: "Beef should be fine."

However, Fu Zhun still refused to let go, "If you really want to eat, I'll give you the money and you can buy it yourself."

As he spoke, he peeled off a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth as if showing off.

Zhou Yuancheng who was next door burst into tears: "..."

Sighing, Zhou Yuancheng had no other choice.

He supported his head and watched the show quietly for a while.

Probably because I was bored, I left my mobile phone in the dormitory and forgot to bring it, and I couldn't eat snacks, so I could only smoke to relieve my worries.

He pulls out a novelty electronic cigarette.

This was recently recommended by Qian Zhaoyang. He just secretly bought it and hasn't tried it yet.

After watching it over and over for a while, Zhou Yuancheng felt that he should be able to get started, so he took a puff of smoke eloquently.

A fresh mint breath wafted over. Fu Zhun moved his nose and suddenly sensed something was wrong. He turned his head sideways and gave Zhou Yuancheng a sideways look. He frowned and said coldly, "Put out the cigarette."

"Aren't I doing nothing?" Zhou Yuancheng pouted in the direction of the school leaders: "Look, they all smoke."

"Don't smoke next to me." Fu Zhun moved away in disgust, snatched Zhou Yuancheng's e-cigarette, and stuffed it into his pocket: "Confiscated."

"Oh no, you yourself..." Zhou Yuancheng was about to accuse Fu Zhun of his evil deeds, but before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden commotion around him.

Everyone stretched their necks to look at the ever-changing screen on the stage.

"Oh, I didn't catch me again." A girl behind sighed in disappointment.

"I don't want any awards, I just want Cen Xiao to give me an award, can't I?" The person next to him also sighed.

In the New Year's Eve party of Dejia High School, several rounds of lucky draws will be interspersed.

From small ballpoint pens to large drones, there are all kinds of gifts.

Zhou Yuancheng won once last year, and it was a set of handbooks.

He didn't use it, so he gave it to a girl in the same class.

As a result, Zhou Yuancheng won again this year, but he couldn't see the prize clearly because of myopia: "Fuck me? Why don't you help me find out what I won? Is it a drone?"

"Alarm clock." Fu Zhun glanced at it and hit it casually: "Hello Kitty's."

Hearing that it was such a little thing, and he was still gay, Zhou Yuancheng let out a disappointed "Oh", "Oh, I'm going to give it away again."

There are not a few boys who are as disappointed as him.

Probably because this time Hello Kitty is really not suitable for boys. Cen Xiao and Feng Shi could clearly hear everyone sighing on stage.

"This Hello Kitty alarm clock is actually quite cute." Seeing that the originally enthusiastic atmosphere suddenly dropped a bit, Feng Shi on the stage picked up the Hello Kitty alarm clock in the prize pool, "And it's genuine, and the words used by boys will change." cute."

Cen Xiao looked at the Hello Kitty in her hand, and suddenly thought of Fu Zhun.

He answered abruptly: "Well, I have a friend who likes Hello Kitty, it's really cute."

"The friend you're talking about is probably yourself?" Feng Shi said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, a fan of Cen Xiao suddenly yelled, "My brother is cute too! My brother is super cute in a skirt!"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Fu Zhun, who was sitting below, couldn't help laughing.

Facing this dark history, Cen Xiao just wanted to quickly expose it: "I don't have a friend out of nothing, but I really like Hello Kitty."

Fortunately, this topic came and went quickly. When the drone was drawn later, everyone's attention was only on the one and only Ouhuang.

Fu Zhun is not very interested in the lottery draw.

One is that the chances are too small, and the other is that he does not lack these things.

He just lazily leaned back in the chair, looking up at Cen Xiao on the stage.

After staring intently for a while, Fu Zhun suddenly heard Cen Xiao calling his name.

"Congratulations...Fu Zhun from Class 17, Senior Two." Cen Xiao looked at the name displayed on the big screen, and couldn't digest it for a while.

Even Fu Zhun himself didn't react, he was pushed up by Zhou Yuancheng.

"Fuck, Ou Huang is actually by my side." Zhou Yuancheng looked at the drones in the prize pool and then at the ordinary Hello Kitty alarm clock by the stage stairs, and couldn't help but sigh: "Human and human How could the gap be so large?"

After staring helplessly for a while, he suddenly heard Fu Zhun asking from behind, "Do you want it?"

"What do you want?" Zhou Yuancheng asked at a loss.

"Drones." Fu Zhun raised his chin towards the drones in the prize pool, "Give me the alarm clock."

Zhou Yuancheng: "???"

For a moment, he doubted whether Fu Zhun was an idiot or he was an idiot.

Why did he seem to hear that Fu Zhun was going to exchange the drone with him for that little broken Hello Kitty's alarm clock?

"Are you serious?" Zhou Yuancheng was dumbfounded.

"Yeah." Fu Zhun nodded casually, "Should I change? If not, I'll find someone else."

"Change, change!" Zhou Yuancheng watched the pies fall from the sky, and he didn't accept them for nothing.

So when Cen Xiao presented the award, what he saw was Fu Zhun and Zhou Yuancheng who had changed positions to receive the award.

At first, he thought they were standing in the wrong place. When passing by to get the prize, he paused and reminded Fu Zhun in a low voice, "Your position is over there."

Then he pointed out the location of Zhou Yuancheng next time.

However, when Cen Xiao came back after taking the prize, Fu Zhun still stood where he was.

Cen Xiao glanced at him and reminded him again: "You and Zhou Yuancheng are in the wrong place."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhun just shook his head calmly, "It's not wrong."

"?"

"He's not as cute as me."

"??"

"Not worthy of Hello Kitty."

"???"