Blow

Chapter 106 The Butterfly Transformation 9

Regarding the matter of Wen Rushi and Lou Shanguan, Wen Xiao may have more concerns than they themselves.

On the one hand, he still doubts whether Loushan Pass is reliable or not, and on the other hand, he thinks that the parents of Loushan Pass do not know everything, which is always a big problem.

A few days later, Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue came back from their summer vacation one after another.Wen Xiao formally brought Xia Jue to meet with them.

"Junior Brother Wen," Fu Ningyu began to tease after a few words, "If you have any problems after school starts, remember to ask the seniors at any time, and the seniors will protect you."

They were both at Peking University, and after school started, he was a sophomore and Wen Xiao was a freshman, so there is no doubt that they are seniors and juniors.

After hearing this, Chen Xinyue murmured: "Damn, you can still make such a bargain. If I knew I would go to Peking University, I would make a big brother in front of Wen Xiao."

Wen Xiao glanced at them each, and said with a half-smile, "Why, you all want to be my brother, so let's pass his test first."

As he spoke, he suddenly patted Xia Jue's shoulder beside him.Immediately, Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue focused their gazes together, and the reaction was so strong that Xia Jue had the illusion that he would be bumped and staggered back.

They had already introduced themselves to each other before, and the atmosphere was neither salty nor dull, until then, it suddenly became intense.Xia Jue was puzzled and didn't know why Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue were suddenly shocked.

In fact, the answer is very simple. The thoughts in the hearts of these two people are nothing more than the same: brother?Wen Xiao called this man brother?Could it be...

They begin to use their adult imaginations to the fullest.The two names Wen Xiao and Xia Jue, in their minds, sometimes the former is on top, and sometimes the latter is on the top, vacillating.

It's a pity that the two of them were still too young and innocent, after all, they couldn't guess under what circumstances and in what tone Wen Xiao usually used to call Xia Jue "brother".They also don't know why when Xia Jue is "respected as elder brother" by Wen Xiao, her eyelashes are filled with tears, her whole body trembles, and she can't breathe from crying.

The four of them had lunch together and went to the Internet cafe to play games.Xia Jue fought fiercely, his style and appearance were extremely inconsistent, which once again surprised Chen Xinyue and Fu Ningyu.

Fu Ningyu vaguely remembered that Xia Jue and Wen Xiao had fought together.

"I really can't tell..." he couldn't help saying.

Wen Xiao asked intentionally, "What can't be seen?"

The more others can't see Xia Jue's inner self, the more Wen Xiao has a happy mood and satisfaction that his own people understand.

However, Fu Ningyu was also a smart person, and immediately became alert to the sense of superiority in Wen Xiao's eyes. He had a premonition that he was going to be fed dog food, so he chose to shut up.

Until parting, while Xia Jue was going to the bathroom, he finally couldn't help but sighed to Wen Xiao: "No wonder. I said, why did you suddenly become enlightened? It turned out that you met this kind of fairy. He is handsome and has Personality...Look at that hairstyle, that temperament, who is an artist?"

Wen Xiao glanced at him and said, "No."

"No?" Chen Xinyue on the side was surprised, "It's really like playing the piano and drawing, I always thought it was."

Wen Xiao began to look at them with a subtle look.

"What are you doing?" Fu Ningyu couldn't help asking with goosebumps all over his body.

Wen Xiao paused, and said lightly: "Xin Yue has a girlfriend, I know. As for you—Fu Ningyu, you are straight, right? Are you sure?"

Fu Ningyu was silent for a moment, and slowly gestured a middle finger to him. After two seconds, the other hand felt that it was not enough, and gestured a second one.

……

Two weeks later, Juzhou announced the first batch of undergraduate admissions, and Wen Xiao entered the Finance Department of Peking University's Guanghua School of Management without any suspense.

And Xia Jue's admission result that followed surprised everyone.

——No one expected that Fu Ningyu's phrase "artist" would be so effective: Xia Jue was admitted by his first choice, Nanchang University, but he was admitted by the Department of Industrial Design.

The name of this major has the word "art" in it, and it is established in the School of Art and Design. The first reaction of the two is that the system has gone wrong.But after searching online, I found out that the Department of Industrial Design is the only major in Nantah College of Art that recruits students from science and engineering. It belongs to engineering, not art, and is more inclined to mechanical engineering. Get ahead.

Coincidentally, as one of the brand majors of Nanchang University, the popularity of industrial design has always been high, and its scores are on par with law studies, but this year it was a surprise, with more than ten points lower than law studies, and the number of applicants was also unprecedentedly small.

Xia Jue stared blankly at the page on the screen, not knowing whether she should be dumbfounded or lucky.

Wen Xiao is still looking up information on the phone, in all aspects.When Xia Jue leaned over to look at it, he pressed the lock screen button, as if to avoid it.

"Is there something wrong?" Xia Jue's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had seen it.

Wen Xiao shook his head: "No, I read it, and the reputation has been good in previous years."

"Really? It's still the design department," Xia Jue said worriedly, "I've never learned to draw."

Wen Xiao also felt that to learn this profession, it is definitely better to have a foundation in art than not to have one.

"Then start tomorrow and go to the gallery to take classes." He quickly thought of a way.

Unlike Ni Jia's "Dongliu", because Fang Qinxin has passed away, the second floor of "Qinxin" is no longer her personal studio, but an art training classroom, where teachers are hired to offer professional courses.Most of these teachers were excellent students that Fang Qinxin had taught before his death.

After hearing this, Xia Jue subconsciously began to check the balance of her bank card with her mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xiao saw it, and covered his phone screen with his palm, "Don't want to pay again. Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue have been there many times before, and they didn't have to give it. Do you want it?"

Xia Jue said: "They go occasionally, and I want to take a set of courses, which is different."

Wen Xiao frowned and said, "You know it's different again? Fu Ningyu wanted to take an architectural design exam before, so he spent a whole semester on weekends and a summer vacation."

Xia Jue was at a loss for words.

"I said, you don't want to distinguish so clearly with me," Wen Xiao said, "and my sister. Every time you settle accounts with her, she will tell me, which means that she doesn't want you to be like this, and she is willing to accept it, yes I don't want to make you uncomfortable. We all treat you as family, do you understand?"

Xia Jue was stunned, and was shocked by the word "family", but the huge difference in family background between him and Wen Xiao still made him unable to pay too much attention to these things.He has his own principles that he wants to stick to.

"After that," Wen Xiao saw that he was unwilling to let go, and continued in another way, "there is still plenty in this family that we have to pay for. Instead of emptying yourself out and repaying every penny now, you might as well save it later. Do more."

They have had many similar discussions, and this rhetoric is already very reasonable.Xia Jue was still hesitating, but reluctantly quit the mobile banking temporarily.

Wen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.He knew that Xia Jue actually didn't have much money, and all the recent large rental income was transferred to Wen Rushi, and the money for the graduation trip was also given to him. Now he probably only has a small amount of living expenses on him, and the tuition for college is about 8000 year. Student loans up to [-] yuan.

Even if ten more college students were to be educated, to Wen Xiao's family, it would be nothing more than ninety or nine hundred.Wen Xiao really didn't want Xia Jue to focus too much on the economy. After all, there are many loan scams in society now, and those who are often recruited are students who are short of money.

When he thought of living in a different place for four years, which was a foregone conclusion in the future, he couldn't tolerate any hidden dangers.

Wen Xiao thought for a while, and sent Wen Rushi a WeChat message.

So in the evening, Wen Rushi came back with two stacks of documents after get off work, and gave each of Wen Xiao and Xia Jue a copy.

Xia Jue opened the file bag in a daze, and found a "loan contract" inside:

"Party A (name___, ID number_____) borrowed a total of RMB 3 from Party B (Wen Rushi, ID number 0103X48XXXXXXXXXXXX) due to living needs. Party B will pay monthly On the 48st, pay RMB 24 to Party A for [-] months. Party A must return the loan plus interest totaling RMB [-] to Party B within [-] months after the end of [-] months. Every overdue day will be calculated in RMB [-] Penalty interest until it is paid off..."

Xia Jue could see the essence of this contract at a glance with this peculiar way of paying the loan and the interest that was so low that it seemed to be a joke.

——He couldn't accept not being able to settle things with Wen Xiao financially, so Wen Xiao asked Wen Ru to find a way to "make things clear" and give him financial help during his college years.

And in order to minimize his discomfort, Wen Rushi also treated Wen Xiao equally: Both of them paid 4000 yuan a month for living expenses, which was repaid within two years after graduation, and nearly [-] yuan was borrowed for a total of six years, and the interest was only [-] yuan.

For general private loans, the annual interest rate is generally more than 30.00%, as long as it does not exceed 36%, it is within the scope permitted by law.

Xia Jue bit her lip, looked up at Wen Rushi, then at Wen Xiao, suddenly felt the urge to cry.

He thought: It turns out that someone really cares about his little self-esteem, and someone will really try to maintain it with all his heart.

Wen Xiao had already picked up the pen, quickly signed and pressed his fingerprints, looked at him, frowning slightly, looking a little worried; Wen Rushi was drinking tea with a gentle expression.

Xia Jue knew that Wen Xiao was afraid that he would still refuse.He suddenly had a strange thought, as if the other party had already achieved the ultimate, but he was still worried that he was not good enough for him.

He sniffed lightly, picked up the pen and began to fill in, and after finishing writing, he used the pulp of his index finger to dip the bright red inkpad.

The moment it touched it, Xia Jue felt her hands were very hot, as if what she touched was not ink pads, but Wen Xiao and Wen Ru's incomparably sincere sincerity.

He pressed down cautiously.

"Okay." Wen Xiao's brows stretched, and there was a sense of relief in his eyes.

Wen Rushi kept the two contracts, and joked, "What do you call it? Be careful, you owe me a huge debt at a young age."

Wen Xiao smiled, and Xia Jue said softly, "Thank you sister." He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, but he couldn't say the rest.

Wen Xiao was looking at him, and Wen Ru went upstairs with the file bag at the right time, leaving room for the two of them.

After she left, Xia Jue and Wen Xiao looked at each other for a while, then wiped the corners of their eyes vigorously, turned over and sat on Wen Xiao's lap.Intense emotions rose and fell in his chest, and he couldn't help turning them into real actions.

Wen Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, fiddled with his earlobes, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Without blinking her eyes, Xia Jue said, "I want to hear you call me brother."

It's almost a code word for them about a certain gesture.

The night was deeper.

Countless throws and falls, countless tears and struggles.The waist was pinched, as if it was on fire, the trembling flames were shaking, and he wanted to heave up and down against the wind.

It lasts for a long time.

Xia Jue woke up once in the middle of the night. When she got up at night, her legs were trembling unbearably, and she pressed one hand on the bedside table.

I turned on Wen Xiao's phone, unlocked the fingerprint lock, and accidentally cut out the browser page.I saw that the search bar is impressively: there are many gays in the art college.

Xia Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the way Wen Xiao hurriedly locked the screen during the day when he approached him.

Obviously his body was in pain, but he couldn't hold back and laughed silently.

Xia Jue got back into Wen Xiao's arms after struggling to get up at night.Wen Xiao stretched out his arms to hug him in his sleep, and he licked the back of Wen Xiao's hand lightly.

- 100%, all natural, lemon flavor.

But when swallowing, it seems to have eaten a sweet milk strawberry.

The author has something to say: I always feel that the rhythm of this chapter is a bit strange qwq