"Why are you..." Chao Changchang didn't stretch out his hand, he just stared at the paint pen in Yun Chaochao's hand. He just started to say what he wanted to say and didn't know how to continue.

"Why?" Yun Chaochao was confused.

"Why are you treating me..." Chao paused for a long time. He originally wanted to ask "Why are you so nice to me", but when the words came to his mouth, he felt a little inappropriate, and finally changed it directly to: "Why are you helping me like this?"

"

"Haven't I been teasing you all the time? How have I helped you?" Yun Chaochao still maintained the posture of passing the paint pen.

"I..." Chao paused for a long time, "Actually, I don't have any emotional barriers."

"What obstacle?" Yun Chaochao, holding a paint pen in his hand, became more confused.

Chao Changchang did not take the pen handed over by Yun Chaochao, and his eyes never left Yun Chaochao's hand, "I know the difference between being really sarcastic and provoking, or deliberately provoking. Even if you can't hear it at first, you won't be able to tell it later.

He will react, he will not have any emotional barriers, and he will not be ignorant of good and evil."

Chao Changchang put away all the ruffians, and expressed his expression a little too seriously, which made Yun Chaochao a little uncomfortable, "What are you talking about?"

This sounds more like talking to oneself.

The right hand holding the pen was raised a little higher. Yun Chaochao stretched out the black lacquer pen in front of Chao Changchang, shook it a few times in a small way, "Don't you think I have been holding my hand like this for a long time?"

, will you be tired?"

The tone is very special.

The expression is also very special.

Words are poor.

It's hard to describe.

Inexplicably, it reminds me of a fairy-like big sister holding a lollipop and asking the child opposite if she wants to eat it.

Chao Changchang didn't know why he had such an unrelated scene in his mind at such a time.

It was so inexplicable that the [child opposite] had no resistance at all.

Just like that, he took the lacquer pen by accident. After a few seconds, Chao Changchang realized that he had not made up his mind.

In other words, he has no confidence whether it is Tsinghua University or Art Examination.

"Then what if I try and it doesn't work in the end?" Chao asked long and hard.

I don't know if I blurt out this question because I don't want to give Yun Chaochao too much hope, or because I don't want to give him unrealistic fantasies.

"Where are there so many ifs?" Yun Chaochao smiled.

This smile, if you look carefully enough, there is a bit of pride in the slightly raised corners of the mouth.

"How many things in life can be 100% certain?" Chao Changchang turned the paintbrush in his hand. This was a subconscious action. He had been turning the paintbrush around since he started learning to paint.

This kind of mentality and tone are somewhat inconsistent with the young man who always "doesn't take the world seriously".

His father has been the richest man since he can remember.

He knows that there will be disturbances of one kind or another in the business world.

I have also seen the ups and downs of many of my friends in Chaozhou.

But he has always been sure that his life has been arranged properly.

Regardless of whether he is willing to work hard or not, life will give him the greatest kindness.

He had really been so 100% sure before.

As it turns out, he was definitely wrong.

"You are thinking too much. Can you design the draft of the graffiti on the wall first and let me evaluate it with my own eyes? Have I found a qualified candidate for Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts?" Yun Chaochao said.

topic.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Chao Changchang stayed on the previous topic.

"What?"

"What if it doesn't work in the end?" This question is asked very directly. As a man, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work. You are so lucky to be born in Greater China in the 21st century. How can you starve to death because you lack an education?" The prickly girl came back in the blink of an eye.

Chao Changchang has a pair of beautiful eyes, not particularly big, but profound and boundless. He rarely looks at anyone so directly.

No one can take a look at it and know what is in these deep eyes.

I don't know why, but today he just wanted to let the people opposite him see clearly: "You girls, are you all so contradictory?"

The person who spared no effort to use her academic qualifications to defeat him was Yun Chaochao, and she was also the one who said that without academic qualifications, he would definitely starve to death.

"We girls? Who do you think I can share the same category with?" Yun Chaochao said sullenly, "If you dare to talk about Shui Miaomiao, I will prevent you from seeing tomorrow's warehouse."

Yun Chaochao's hostility towards Shui Miaomiao is very obvious, and he never hides it.

As for Shui Miaomiao, it is definitely impossible to say that Tide Changchang has completely forgotten about it.

If he said this, he would be the first to not believe it.

But Chao Changchang really doesn't think much about this girl he once liked.

Maybe I am not free, or maybe I am not in the mood.

If Yun Chaochao hadn't kept mentioning it in front of him, he might really have only a vague mark left before long.

There may be a standard answer to Yun Chaochao's question.

When Chao Changchang didn't give a correct answer, Yun Chaochao became really angry and took away the paint pen he had just handed to Chao Changchang's hand.

"Can you love me?" Yun Chaochao then said, "I won't accompany you," and then he turned around and left.

"I will try my best." Chao Changchang shouted to a figure from behind, "I will try my best."

A paint pen cuts through the fresh morning air.

The person who threw the pen had his back turned, without even looking at him, and his footsteps never stopped.

It's so casual and just right.

The paint pen drew an arc, directly reaching the place where the tide could be reached with a long hand.

"Try it, even if it's just for yourself." The figure from behind said.

Judging from the reaction of the owner of the back figure, he should have gotten the answer he wanted.

Chao Changchang chased after him with a pen. A slender figure blocked the way of the figure behind him. The figure asked: "Why are you so nice to me?"

This time, Chao Changchang asked directly the question he wanted to ask from the beginning.

"You were in "One Hundred Thousand Whys" in your last life, right?" Yun Chaochao was forced to stop walking, "Why are there so many?"

"I just have something to say." Chao Changchang stood opposite Yun Chaochao. The girl moved over there, and he followed her. He said very stubbornly what he thought he had to say, "If you are a

As a pure top student who doesn’t know how deep the water in our house is, I might still understand that you like me because of your fearlessness.”

Yun Chaochao looked at Chaochang like a monster and asked, "Did I get you a washbasin the day you first came to the warehouse?"

The topic changed a bit quickly, and I didn’t know how to answer it, so I gave a subconscious answer in a somewhat mechanical way: "Yes."

"Let's compare." Yun Chaochao said.

"Compared to what?" Chao Chang asked.

"Bibi, is your face bigger than that basin? You can only remember my name, what is it that I like about you?" Yun Chaochao raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Eye contact.

This rhetorical question was a bit sharp, but Chao Changchang breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, that's what I mean. I, a person destined to live in the abyss, do not deserve anyone's love."

"You should tell your mother Ge about this, right?" The girl, who was as cold as a fairy sister, left without a trace of nostalgia, leaving behind a sentence, "Why are you pretending to be such a big deal when you are here with me?"

Once again, her face was longer than the basin, and she smiled coquettishly.

He knew that he was probably overthinking it.

However, based on the narcissism of the past eighteen years, Chao Changchang would still take it for granted from time to time that even if he had no money, he still had a face that attracted countless girls.

It’s hard to get back.

Many habits cannot be changed immediately.

The current tide is long, and my understanding of myself is not only chaotic, but still chaotic.

In his past life, girls who liked him could indeed line up on the school playground.

Because he once studied in the same school, Chao Changchang didn't know whether he should regard Yun Chaochao as the past or the future.

That's not bad, anyway, no matter it was the past or the future, he was rushing to say what he wanted to say clearly before Yun Chaochao confessed.

Reject people before confessing.

The final stubbornness of the first heir.

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The tide has moved into town, for the first time in months.
To be continued...