Chapter 83：

"Hug, sorry..." Mo Juecheng was still talking, and Lin Shen no longer wanted to listen.

With a mess in his head, he resistedly reached out and pushed the opponent away: "I'm going back to the classroom first."

He took a deep breath.

He needs to calm down now.

I can no longer follow this idea and let myself continue thinking.

If this continues, he will get to the tip of the horns again.

When Lin Shen myh moved, his arm was grasped by Mo Juecheng.

He only felt a slight pain in the back when the opponent's hand was hard.

In an instant, he was pushed against the wall.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Juecheng's voice increased.

He frowned, his expression unpredictable, his eyes were bright and deep, and he was staring at Lin Shen.

"Huh?" He asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"

"...No." Lin Shen shook his head.

He glanced at Mo Juecheng and quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at each other.

"Stupid!"

Lin Shen's forehead was knocked, and it hurt.

"I just said..." Mo Juecheng glanced at him again.

He seemed to sigh, and let go of the hand that was holding Lin Shen: "Forget it, let's see you look like you're unconscious and spiritless. I don't know..."

Mo Juecheng's lips curled up: "I thought what happened to you last night!"

Lin Shen: "..."

He could hear that the other party was joking, but he couldn't laugh at all.

"I..." he started, whispering, "Go back to the classroom first."

After Lin Shen finished speaking, he dared not stop for a second, and walked quickly toward the classroom.

He sat weakly in his seat.

Some thoughts, but I didn't expect it.

Once it sprouts in the heart, it will grow bigger and bigger.

In just a few minutes, it flourished and occupied almost all his thoughts.

"Brother Shen, Brother Shen." Qian Mingming turned over.

He handed his mobile phone to Lin Shen: "Brother Shen, let you see it."

"Huh?" Lin Shen glanced at the other party's screen lazily.

On the screen of the phone, there is a photo of Mojue City, which almost occupies the entire screen.

Now the weather is getting colder, and they have begun to wear autumn uniforms when they come to school.

The style is similar to that of the spring and autumn seasons. They are all suit shirts, except that there is an extra coat outside.

The coat is the same color as the school uniform jacket.

The style is simple, tailored to fit and generous.

Mo Juecheng in the photo is tall and handsome.

Wearing such a coat is simply a standard clothing rack.

He stood awe-inspiringly on the steps of the ground floor of the teaching building, not looking like a high school student preparing to go to the classroom to study.

It's more like a model on the top show.

"Shao Mo is super handsome!" Qian Mingming praised without hesitation, "Not only are people handsome, they are also super handsome!"

He approached Lin Shen and said in a low voice, "You don't know. In the morning, many people are talking about that post in school."

Qian Mingming said, "It's the one sent by Lin Weining last night."

"Yeah." Lin Shen replied softly.

This he can completely imagine.

"As soon as Young Master Mo arrived at the school, someone found that you weren't here with him. Someone ran to complain with him, saying that you betrayed him and played with him...I'm 屮!" Qian said indecently with his middle finger.

He paused intentionally when he said that, after waiting for a while, only his eyes were shining at Lin Shen.

"Brother Shen..." Qian Mingming waited for a long time without waiting for Lin Shen's response.

He felt strange: "Aren't you curious? What will Young Master Mo do next."

"Oh." Lin Shen answered softly again, and asked casually: "What did he do?"

Qian Mingming looked at Lin Shen curiously.

He was very nervous, and finally found that something was wrong with his friend: "Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?"

He reached out to touch Lin Shen's forehead: "Are you sick?"

Qian Mingming said: "It must be because of the exhaustion and stress of studying during this time!"

"I'm fine." Lin Shen reluctantly cheered up, "What did he do later?"

"Oh oh oh." Qian Mingming immediately became happy again, "Shao Mo said..."

He gasped: "If you don't want to follow the lessons of Lu Miaomiao and Lin Wening, but want to stay in Xingshang Academy, just take care of your mouth and head!"

"Wow!" Qian Mingming was extremely excited, "This is the first time I heard him say such things."

He whispered: "Everyone has always known that Shao Mo is the heir of the Mo family. You also know that Xingshang Academy is owned by others, but as you know, he has never used his identity to overpower others in school. ."

Qian Mingming looked forward to: "I've seen Shao Mo compare fencing, racing, bullfighting... This is the first time I have seen him, so he used his own identity to suppress others!"

"I think everyone should be the same as me. It was the first time I saw him so coldly. So the effect is effective, you see if you come to school, don't anyone dare to beep!" he said again.

Lin Shen smiled bitterly.

The effect is pretty good.

No one in the school dared to talk about it.

The students in their F class dare not even whisper behind their backs.

He glanced around slightly, and most of the students were afraid to look at him.

Feeling afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, angering Mojue City.

Lin Shenshun took out his mobile phone and searched the forum.

Last night, the hot post from the building to the building disappeared without a trace.

No one in the entire forum mentioned anything about him and Lin Yuan.

Everyone chose to close the wheat, as if this incident had never happened before.

"Brother Shen, don't worry." Qian Mingming said again: "No one will dare to talk nonsense again."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, the class bell rang, and the teacher for the next class walked into the classroom with the textbook.

The classroom became quiet.

Qian Mingming also quickly moved back to his position.

Lin Shen's spirit of reluctantly fighting was gone again.

He slumped on the table.

He also knew that he could no longer let himself think about it.

But sometimes the brain is not so obedient.

Sometimes things you don't want to think of are just like rooting in your mind, invading your thoughts all pervasively.

Lin Shen didn't listen to what the teacher said.

After a while, a light touch suddenly came from his back.

——Mo Juecheng began to write on his back again.

"unhappy?"

Lin Shen shook his head.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Shen shook his head again.

He was suffocated to death on this matter, and it was impossible to tell Mo Juecheng.

Too fantasy!

Too bizarre!

the most important is.

He faintly understood that part of the reason why he was so depressed was because of Mo Jue City.

Lin Shen slowly exhaled, feeling the fingers still clinging to writing on his back.

For a while, he felt that the second school grass was so naive.

After a while, I felt that my nose was a little sore.

Mo Juecheng seemed to have written a long sentence, but Lin Shen was immersed in his thoughts, and he didn't even notice what he wrote.

He had to shook his head again.

This time, Mo Juecheng did not continue to write.

He stretched his hand straight to Lin Shen's ear and flicked it lightly.

Lin Shen shrank his head quickly, avoiding the opponent's fingers.

After a while, a ball of paper was thrown onto his table from behind.

Lin Shen hesitated, but slowly unfolded the paper ball.

"Help me solve a problem."

"I know that my boyfriend is all idiots besides studying. He has a very soft personality and is crazy about thinking. Solving: How can I make my unhappy boyfriend happy."

The corners of Lin Shen's lips couldn't help but gently raised.

He did not expect that Mo Jue City would actually throw such a note.

He also couldn't imagine what his expression should be when the second school grass wrote this question stroke by stroke.

Lin Shen thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote neatly on the crumpled paper:

"solution︰"

He just wrote a word and didn't know how to continue.

Lin Shen held the pen and looked at the question blankly.

How can I make myself happy?

He didn't know.

probably……

He put down his pen somewhat depressed.

He didn't even dare to think too deeply, the reason why he suddenly became so depressed.

However, the answer is already in sight.

Lin Shen folds the piece of paper upset, and finally folds it into a small piece.

He received the value carefully in his wallet.

Then he forced himself to concentrate on listening to the teacher.

Lin Shen didn't know how he spent the whole day.

Mo Juecheng did not urge him to answer the question.

He didn't even bother him much afterwards.

Lin Shen wanted to be quiet, so he asked him to think quietly.

When school was over, Lin Shen just packed his schoolbags when he heard the voice of a teenager from the door of the classroom: "Brother."

He looked up, the cool and handsome young man, his brother Lin Che, stood at the door with his schoolbag on his back.

Lin Che was obviously a little nervous.

He glanced at Lin Shen and then quickly turned away.

Then he looked at him quietly.

"Brother." The teacher who watched the last class had already left, and Lin Che quickly walked into the classroom carrying his schoolbag.

He backed his shoulders, and squeezed the strap of his schoolbag with both hands uncomfortably.

He watched Lin Shen pack his schoolbag, and quickly reached out his hand eagerly: "I will help you get the schoolbag."

"No." Lin Shen grabbed his schoolbag and stood up.

He almost understands it now, it is estimated that the whole family, only he does not know this.

Parents know, elder brother Lin Yuan knows, younger brother Lin Che also knows.

So they don't care about their sudden personality changes.

Each of them also tried their best to treat him well.

Lin Shen understood that they probably hoped that by doing so, Lin Shen could feel the warmth and care of his family.

So that he can adapt to the current life as soon as possible and be able to integrate into the Lin family.

They love themselves.

Lin Shen believes.

But he still felt a little awkward.

"Brother..." Lin Che looked at Lin Shen blankly.

His eyes, which had always been bright and clear, were filled with tension and anxiety.

"Brother." He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Shen's wrist, "I, I, I...I have been working on part-time modelling before, and I didn’t have time to celebrate my brother’s first monthly exam. Now the income has been paid, and I will invite Brother eat."

Lin Shen seemed very worried that his brother would reject him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Lin Shen toward the classroom without being allowed to say anything.

"Brother can eat whatever he wants." Lin Che turned his back to him and emphasized a little anxiously: "Anything will do."

"My treat." He said quickly, "Let’s eat Japanese food, or Thai food... No! Let’s go hot pot! Hot pot is the best this season! Brother likes hot pot too, right? I know there is a new one. The hot pot tastes very good. Our classmates have eaten it several times and everyone likes it. My brother will also like it very much..."

Lin Che said loudly.

He didn't seem to want to give Lin Shen a chance to speak or reject himself.

Pulling him directly outside the school gate, not even the mountain bike, beckoning to stop a taxi, and driving towards the hot pot restaurant he said.

"The snacks at that restaurant are also delicious. I know my brother doesn't like sweets, and their snacks are not sweet. You can try their glutinous rice chicken." Lin Che still said.

But he never went to see Lin Shen from beginning to end.

"My classmate said this hot pot..."

"Little Che." Lin Shen couldn't help but interrupted him finally.

"I'm not angry." He stretched out his hand and shook Lin Che's hand. "It's impossible to blame you, you..."

He said, "You don't need to be so nervous."

"But..." Lin Shen said, "There is something, I really want to ask you."

He smiled at Lin Che: "Let's eat and talk."