Chapter 72：

On the phone screen, the content of the new mail is very simple.

Just a few lines, one screen can display the whole.

At the bottom of the email, there are several picture attachments.

Mo Juecheng's index finger slid across the screen, his brows tightened.

After all, the fingertips still move to the logo of the accessory.

Just one tap, you can see the content of the picture.

He hesitated.

Mo Juecheng's eyes were deep, falling on the sender's message.

The other party has hidden the sender's address.

Of course, if he wants to, he can catch this person in minutes.

"Well……"

Lin Shen turned around at this moment.

He quickly swallowed a bite of the cake in his mouth and looked at Mojue City: "How do I think I still taste the lemon...what's wrong with you?"

After he said this sentence, he realized that Mo Jue City's expression was not quite right.

Wasn't it done just now?

The eyebrows have been stretched out.

According to his experience, Mo Jue City is already lifeless.

Why is the whole face black again in less than a minute? !

"Lemon-flavored sea salt." Mo Juecheng said.

Lin Shen: "..."

Brother Dei, do you really understand this? !

Lemon-flavored salt, so researched on desserts...

The human design of the iceberg school is really going to fall to pieces!

"Stupid." Mo Juecheng became fierce again, "corner of the mouth."

He raised his hand and pointed to the corner of his lips, "cake crumbs."

As Mo Juecheng said, he buckled the phone screen down on the table: "Stupid!"

Lin Shen: "..."

but……

He looked at Mo Jue City, and then at the phone that the other party had held on the table.

This action of the other party is too obvious, should be worried that I accidentally see his mobile phone.

Mojue City would never do anything like this before, so does what he is looking at have something to do with him?

"Did something happen?" Lin Shen murmured.

In a short moment, his brain filled a lot of things.

Mo Jue City's parents didn't even like Su Tiantian, and they were afraid of sending him to the Vormere Star, who were also male, so don't worry if they even sacrifice their souls.

But did you think too far?

Lin Shen couldn't help but spit on himself.

What's the matter with this? He actually thought that Mo Jue City's parents would hit the mandarin ducks.

He and Mo Juecheng really didn't get to the point where they needed the other's parents to take a break.

"It's okay." Mo Juecheng's tone was light.

Lin Shen looked at him suspiciously.

Really okay?

The more he looked, the more he felt that he didn't seem to be okay.

Lin Shen's gaze slowly turned to the other party's phone on the table.

He didn't say anything yet, Mo Juecheng had already grabbed the phone.

"I'll go out." He stood up and strode out of the classroom.

Said it was all right! ! !

Lin Shen watched him leave.

Class is about to start in two minutes!

The English teacher who gave them the first lesson has already stood on the stage.

Mo Jue City slammed out of the classroom like this.

The English teacher looked up at him, but didn't say anything, so he continued to prepare the materials for his class.

Downstairs, the students have returned to the classroom, and the whole campus is quiet.

Mo Juecheng forwarded the email directly, and even gave his email account and password to the other party.

"Check." He clicked on WeChat. "Who sent the email."

His face was a bit cold, and he returned to the mail interface after sending the message.

Mo Juecheng tapped his finger to reopen the attached photo.

On the clear mobile phone screen, a picture is displayed completely.

If you are a student of Xingshang College, you can definitely recognize the background in the photo at a glance.

That is the second floor of the auditorium of Xingshang College, which is also the school's exhibition hall.

In addition to photos of excellent teachers and principals who have made outstanding contributions to the development of the school.

Photos of students who have achieved excellent results every year will also be included here.

For example, the top pick in the college entrance examination.

Such as the gold medal winner of the competition.

Or students who are quite gifted in sports, art, etc.

Of course, there are also students who become the top figures in a certain industry after graduation, and are enough to lead the development of the industry.

Their photos will be included in the excellent alumni list.

There is a special school history photo album, which is placed in the exhibition hall.

Every student can go and look.

Xingshang College hopes to encourage all students to work hard in this way.

The photo on the phone of Mojue City was a corner of the school exhibition hall.

There is a thick photo album.

Each page will have a 12-inch photo of an outstanding student, and there will be text describing the student’s grades next to it.

In the photo, Lin Shen in school uniform is standing in front of the photo album.

With a focused and serious look, he looked at the photo album in front of him with a look completely unfamiliar to Mojue City.

Beside him, the windows of the exhibition hall were open.

The curtains were blown by the wind, and the sunlight shined in through the open windows, which outlined Lin Shen's beautiful face.

This photo was actually taken very well.

The boy has a handsome appearance, shrouded in sunlight, and looks fresh and comfortable.

It's as beautiful as painting.

Mo Jue City's eyes flickered slightly, his finger swiped the screen, and the second photo was loaded.

The same location, the same forest depth, the same scene.

He was still facing the photo, but his left index finger and **** were brought together and lightly pressed on his lips.

Mo Juecheng's fingers quivered, and the third photo was loaded.

Lin Shen's left hand, index and middle fingers are still close together.

Although it is only a static photo, it can be seen that he is about to press his finger on the album.

——Or rather, a photo of someone in an album.

Mo Juecheng's gaze gradually cooled.

Lin Shen in the last photo looked so religious.

His eyelids droop slightly and his eyes narrow.

It was as if it was not a photo album placed in front of him.

It's his god.

Mo Juecheng took a deep breath.

He turned off the photo, and he knew with his feet that he couldn't be himself in that photo.

He is still a student at school. Although he is versatile in sports, he does not like to participate in all kinds of competitions. He is completely arbitrary. He has never considered whether he should contribute to the school's reputation.

So he was not qualified to be there at all.

He stayed silent for a moment, turned around, and strode towards the auditorium.

The auditorium at this point has not yet opened, and the gate of the exhibition hall on the second floor is closed.

Mo Juecheng made a call at will, and a few minutes later, the vice president of Xingshang College came over in person.

"Young Master Mo?" The vice principal looked at Mo Jue City in surprise.

Xingshang College belongs to the Mo family, and the principal is hired.

This vice principal can be regarded as a member of the Mo family directly.

Although the entire Xingshang Academy belonged to the Mo family, it was true.

But Mojue City has been studying at school since kindergarten, and has never abused his privileges for so many years.

Except for grades a little bit, occasionally skip classes.

But they don’t bully others, they don’t play privileges, and they never bully classmates unreasonably.

When the vice principal received the call from Mo Juecheng, he was honestly a little surprised.

Mo Jue City was obviously not in a good mood.

He glanced at the vice-principal, nodded casually as a greeting, and then motioned to the other person: "Open the door."

"Okay." This request is not too much.

The vice principal quickly opened the door of the exhibition hall.

It is rare that his own young master is a little interested in the history of his own industry development. He also specifically followed in and prepared to personally introduce the history of the photos in the exhibition hall to Mojue City.

Who knew that Mo Juecheng glanced at him again: "You don't need to follow up."

He paused, and added: "I can see it by myself, please."

He nodded to the vice-principal again, walked in, then turned around and took the door to the exhibition hall.

In the exhibition hall, not many people usually come.

It is open for half a day every Tuesday and Thursday.

When freshmen enroll, a teacher will bring a special visit.

So this is the third or fourth time Mojue City has come here.

He swept his gaze randomly, and quickly landed in a corner of the exhibition hall.

There is where the photo was taken.

A thick photo album is placed on a diagonal stand.

Rare in Mojue City, he hesitated for a moment.

But he quickly took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the album.

It is not the open day of the exhibition hall, and the window next to the album is closed.

Floor-to-ceiling curtains quietly fell to the ground, blocking the sunlight outside the window.

The light from the ceiling spilt down, quietly shining on Mojue City's fingers.

He was not in a hurry, turning pages slowly.

Unfamiliar faces flashed page after page in front of him.

Turning to about half of the position, Mo Jue City's fingers paused slightly, and finally stopped--

The teenagers in the photo look like they are now.

He was wearing the school uniform of Xingshang Academy, the uniform jacket was neatly buttoned, and the shirt was buttoned to the top button in a regular manner.

Good-looking, gentle smile.

Even if it's just a static photo, it seems to be seen in the bright and moist eyes of the other party.

See his genius and excellence.

Lin Yuan...

It's a little unexpected, but it doesn't seem to be an accident.

Mo Juecheng glanced over the long text description beside the album.

Lin Yuan can be regarded as the genius of the graduates of their school in the past ten years.

Mo Juecheng even heard Lin Yuan's name from his serious and indifferent father.

He knew that the other party was Lin Shen's brother.

He also knew that he had a great influence on Lin Shen.

I just didn't expect...

Mo Juecheng stood quietly for a moment in front of Lin Yuan's photo.

Slender fingers gently closed this thick album.

He took a deep breath and turned and strode out of the exhibition hall.

The look is as usual, no happiness or anger can be seen.

The vice principal was still waiting at the door.

"Young Master Mo." He whispered to Mo Juecheng, "I locked the door?"

"Yeah." Mo Juecheng nodded, "Excuse me."

He did not stay, just walked straight to the teaching building.

More than half of the first class has been taught.

Mo Juecheng did not stand at the back door of the classroom, looking at Lin Shen's figure half lying on the table.

From time to time, the other party would look back at his empty desk.

Every time I see no one there, Lin Shen's face will show a visibly disappointed myh.

Mo Juecheng's mood suddenly improved a lot.

He bent over, lowered myh, and walked in quietly through the back door of the classroom.

Then sit lightly in his position.

Lin Shen didn't know how many times he turned around and looked at it.

But every time, the position behind him was empty.

This time too.

But just two minutes after he turned, the light touch of his fingers suddenly came from his back.

Lin Shen's back stiffened.

Mo Juecheng has already begun to write slowly on his back: "Worry about me?"

Lin Shen myh stiffened.

He nodded nor shook his head.

Fortunately, Mo Juecheng didn't seem to want his answer either.

He quickly went on to write again: "Just like it so..."

Mo Juecheng's handwriting was not fast, stroke by stroke.

When writing like two words, the last stroke deliberately increased the strength.

Lin Shen only felt that the painting on his back was itchy.

And such a question, is it really embarrassing for him? !

Lin Shen couldn't help it, he moved his back.

do not move.

Mo Juecheng knocked Lin Shen's back lightly, motioning him not to move.

Then he continued to write on his back: "...me."

This sentence is linked up: just like me so much.

Lin Shen's myh is even more rigid.

There was a soft, low laugh behind him.

Mo Juecheng's fingers quickly pressed on his back again.

Lin Shen: "..."

He can't bear it anymore!

Is it really itchy?

He twisted his left hand to his back, and grasped Mo Juecheng's fingers sliding around on his back.

The other party likes to exercise and has a thin cocoon on his fingertips.

The fingers are long and warm.

Just as Lin Shen pinched the messy finger, Mo Juecheng held his hand backhand.

He scratched gently in Lin Shen's palm.

Hold his hand in your hand.

The fingers were playing with Lin Shen's fingers, as if this was a novel toy.

Lin Shen: "..."

But his hanging heart finally let go.

Mo Jue City did not look angry.

Maybe, it's just something in his family.

He had already settled it once he went out.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably because of what happened in the morning, and because I was really worried about Mojue City.

Lin Shen did not immediately withdraw his hand.

He put his left hand behind him a little awkwardly, feeling the warm and dry fingers of Mo Jue City, poking between his fingers.

Have a great time.

After a while, Lin Shen slowly withdrew his hand.

It was only a few minutes before class.

As soon as the bell rang, he quickly turned his head and looked at Mo Jue City: "Just now, were you okay?"

"What's the matter?" Mo Juecheng shrugged and asked back.

Lin Shen looked at him suspiciously.

But Mo Juecheng's expression was too calm, and there was really nothing unusual.

He stared at the other person for a moment, and had to shake his head to tell himself that he was really worried just now.

"It's fine," Lin Shen muttered.

"Are you going to my house tonight?" Mo Juecheng suddenly asked again.

"Go, go to your house?" Lin Shen stammered suddenly, "What are you going to do?"

"In addition to lemon-flavored salt, there are also durian, matcha, strawberry, mustard..." Mo Juecheng said: "Let you have a long experience, fool!"

Lin Shen: "..."

Mo Juecheng raised his eyes to look at him, raising his eyebrows: "Where did you think of it? Could it be that you thought, what would I do to you?"

"No!" Lin Shen raised his voice, "I didn't think about anything!"

He suddenly turned around, completely not wanting to talk to Mo Jue City.

Can you blame him?

The two had just confirmed their relationship, and then the other party invited him to his home.

Can normal people want to be crooked? !

"Hey..." Mo Juecheng poked at him again, "Will you go?"

"Let's talk about it." Lin Shen replied vaguely.

"Something?"

"My parents are not at home recently, and my brother's company seems to have encountered some problems." Lin Shen explained, "He often works late into the night at home, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"Yeah." Mo Juecheng said lightly.

"So I want to go back soon. Although I can't help with work, if he wants to find someone to talk to him..." Lin Shen said, "At least I can accompany him."

He has not forgotten when he first arrived in this world.

Lin Yuan found that he had something on his mind, so he patiently comforted him and accompanied him.

Now the other way around, even if he can't help substantively.

But pour some water and help cut the fruit.

"Is that so?" Mo Juecheng said lightly.

"Yeah." Lin Shen nodded.

He found that after he had finished speaking these words, the smile on Mo Juecheng's face just relaxed a lot.

Lin Shen looked at Mo Jue City cautiously, turning countless thoughts in his heart.

Is the other party angry again?

He was a little uncertain.

Because you rejected him?

He remembered what Mo Juecheng said in the morning.

People who have just met, always want to stick together anytime, anywhere.

Is he acting too distant and indifferent?

Mo Juecheng will soon feel that he is actually boring.

He has an unpleasant personality. He doesn't understand anything except learning, and then he doesn't feel comfortable doing anything.

And will he soon feel that it is better not to so-called "interaction"?

Lin Shen opened his mouth.

Mo Juecheng's eyelids drooped slightly, not knowing whether he was reading or being angry.

"Then..." Lin Shen thought for a while and said, "I will go home after dinner, okay?"

"It's up to you." Mo Juecheng said.

His tone was even more indifferent than before.

Lin Shen froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

He looked at Mo Jue City, and then at the book in the other's hand.

Mo Juecheng didn't even lift his eyes, as if he was really focusing on reading.

Lin Shen sat blankly for a while, then slowly turned around.

Is Mo Jue City really angry?

Lin Shen lay down on the table listlessly.

He remembered the past, when he first went to college.

At the beginning, I arrived in a brand new environment. The people in the dormitory and the classmates were still very enthusiastic towards him.

If there is any activity, he will always come and call him.

But Lin Shen always has a lot of things.

It takes him a lot of time to study to fully digest some professional knowledge that is boring and difficult for him to understand.

Go to the medical school course because he is interested.

If something happens to family relatives or younger sisters, his busy parents and genius brothers can't get away.

He is also the one who goes to run errands and busy with those chores.

Besides, Lin Shen did not have any hobbies except studying.

I don't like singing. I watch very little movies and TV animations. I am not interested in sports.

The entertainment activities that his peers like are almost blank for him.

He always leaves early and returns late, and spends most of his school time in the library.

Often when he goes back to the dormitory, all the people in the same dormitory sleep.

After such a long time, no matter the classmates or the people in the dormitory, I wouldn't ask him to play together.

Because it doesn't make sense to call him.

Lin Shen's head was buried in his bent arms.

Soon Mo Juecheng will feel that he is boring.

Will gradually alienate him.

Then the friends around Mojue City, whether Tao Ran or Xu Chen, naturally wouldn't play with him again.

He will become a lone person again.

But it's nothing.

Lin Shen thought in a daze.

He got used to it.

He didn't sleep well last night, lying on his stomach, his head gradually blurred.

"Hey." Mo Juecheng finally felt something was wrong.

He reached out and poked Lin Shen, then poked again.

Lin Shen just myh moved, but never turned around.

"Lin Shen." Mo Juecheng grabbed the opponent's shoulder and shook it.

"What?" Lin Shen shook his head, turning his head to look at him a little confused.

"Go to my house at night." Mo Juecheng said.

"Oh." Lin Shen agreed, "I see."

He agreed and turned around.

Looking lazily at the front of the classroom.

At the front door of the classroom, Su Tiantian was talking to Xu Chen who came to see her.

Lin Shen knew that Su Tiantian made a lot of progress in this monthly test, and Xu Chen contributed a lot to this.

In the noisy laughter of the classmates in the classroom, the girl Luo Luofang stood at the door with a bright smile on her face.

In this cold deep autumn season, it can really light up the warmth of a room.

Especially when Su Tiantian looked at Xu Chen, her round and bright eyes.

It's like talking.

It's shiny and makes people feel good after seeing it.

Then Lin Shen looked at Su Tiantian and handed Xu Chen a lunch bag with a dark blue checkered pattern.

Her face was red, but her eyes were brighter than before.

that's nice!

Lin Shen blinked and watched this scene.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Su Tian's paintings are superb.

Those Q-version comics, even Lin Shen thought they were very good and interesting.

And the character is sweet and generous.

It's really attractive.

He was really a bit envious of her.

He was thinking in a daze.

A magnified handsome face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Mo Juecheng didn't know when he walked in front of him and leaned close to look at him.

He looked at Lin Shen, then turned to look at Su Tiantian and Xu Chen.

Then look at the bento box in Xu Chen's hand.

Mo Juecheng stood on Lin Shen's table with one hand, leaning over and looking at the envy on his face, "You want it too?"

He said: "Say it early."

Mo Juecheng said generously: "I will bring you tomorrow."