Chapter 12: An Ordinary Special Enrollment Student

Pu Yu felt that [The Cat That Doesn't Eat Fishy Food] was probably too young, or had not received any professional or systematic training.

There is a kind of incomplete surprise in his games, like the armless Venus.

He should know this himself, because Venus is the pseudonym that "The Cat That Doesn't Eat Fishy Food" gave himself.

Today, he discovered a new hidden storyline. Among the countless roses, there was a black rose that was slightly larger than the others. It was hidden beside the flower path in the rose garden and was not very noticeable. It was estimated that only someone who knew the other person well like him would be so patient to find it. He clicked on the rose petals, and a huge black rose bloomed. In the center of the flower was a boy wearing a white rose crown, but without legs.

A dialogue box popped up, saying: "I want to find my parents, but I can't walk. Can you take me to find them, kind person?"

This branch quest is about taking this legless boy to find his parents.

It was a very bland storyline. The boy kept talking to himself along the way and in the end he did not find his parents. Instead, they arrived in a magical country where people without legs could fly.

Like an absurd dream.

Pu Yu felt that this hidden branch was the most confusing one in the game, but it was inexplicably soft, very different from the cat with a chattering mouth in his impression.

After playing with Pu Ying for nearly an hour, Pu Ying and Ning Song were tired, and prepared to go back to the nanny's room to sleep for a while. When they went downstairs, they saw several people in uniforms standing in the small living room on the first floor, holding gorgeous skirts in their hands. Mrs. Pu was sitting on the sofa, and four models were lined up in front of her, showing her how they would look on her body.

…

It turns out that this is how the wealthy send clothes.

He didn't even know that the sales assistants of these luxury brands could bring models to deliver clothes to his home.

He went back to the nanny's room and took a nap. When he woke up, it was almost six o'clock. The nanny's room was in the southwest corner of the first floor, and the door could be seen through the window. There were more people in the courtyard than before, and it was estimated that the banquet was about to begin.

He had just woken up and was still a little dazed. He took a break and suddenly heard someone outside shouting, "Mr. Pu is back."

Passing the flower stand, he saw four black cars with white pine needle flags on the front slowly parked in the courtyard.

More than a dozen people got off the car, both men and women, in a large formation, all following a middle-aged man.

A larger Pu Yu.

They really look alike. When you see Pu's father, you can imagine what Pu Yu will look like when he grows up. Tall, calm, and a child of a powerful family. He bent down and picked up Pu Ying, who was lying on his back. His serious face showed a hint of smile, showing the affection of a loving father.

He looks much more relaxed than Pu Yu, with the calmness that power and age bring to a man.

Mrs. Pu came out to meet him, smiling and saying something. Soon he saw Pu Yu.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he looks like a natural heir to a wealthy family.

Boys look really good when they are taller, like models. He used to think that 1.9 meters was too tall, but now it is really a pleasure to look at.

The young master is only seventeen years old, he can still grow taller, right?

He drank the milk by biting the straw.

Should he be able to jump again?

The height competition among men in the novel world is really serious.

His eyes fell on Pu Yu's long legs again.

Long and straight.

Perhaps no matter how strong he wants to be, the biggest flaw in his heart is still his legs, so he has liked looking at other people's legs since he was a child.

People with severe leg control.

He doesn't like legs that are too thin, nor does he like the muscular and thick legs of gym boys. He likes legs that are well-proportioned and have masculine strength. The legs must have hair, but not too much. The main reason is that he himself doesn't have much hair, and he feels that he is not manly enough. Maybe it's because he was bullied a lot when he was a child. He yearns for healthy and strong masculine strength.

He wasn't watching it with a sexual intent, he just wished he could have a pair of legs like that.

He looked down at his legs. Because his legs were too thin, his trouser legs were loose and his sports socks were wrapped around his slender ankles.

The road ahead is long and arduous. I wonder if he will ever have the pair of legs he dreams of in this lifetime.

In the study, Pu Guanting was asking Pu Yu about his recent situation at school.

He has been busy recently, and the two of them haven't seen each other for almost a month.

Pu Guanting asked: "Are you still working on that game company?"

Pu Yu said "hmm".

"Don't delay your studies."

"Yeah." Pu Yu said.

Pu Guanting paused and looked at his son: "...You decide for yourself. I think it's just a waste of time to discard something that will be discarded sooner or later."

There was a knock on the door, and then it was pushed open. Secretary Sun whispered, "Director Rong is here."

Pu Guanting nodded, put out the cigarette in his hand, and said to Pu Yu: "Your uncle Rong was still talking about you the day before yesterday. You should come with me."

Pu Yu said "hmm".

Secretary Sun then smiled and looked at Pu Yu: "I heard from my sister-in-law that you brought your classmates home to play?"

Pu Guanting turned around and raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Pu Yu said calmly, "Uncle Ning's son."

Pu Guanting asked: "Which Uncle Ning?"

Secretary Liu, on the other hand, was quick to respond: "It's Ning Wei, the new member of our team."

Pu Guanting said "Oh", it was rare that he could still remember this person.

They came out of the study and went to the reception room on the first floor. Pu Yu saw through the glass that Ning Wei and several other drivers were talking to Ning Song.

Standing next to grown men, he looked even thinner.

Ning Wei was very proud that his son could enter Upper East School. He showed off to the other drivers. He went back and met Liu Fen again. The family of three was together for only a few minutes before Ning Wei was called out.

Their fleet has been very busy recently. There are many guests coming to Pu's house, and some of them need their special car to pick them up.

Liu Fen also went to work because the dinner was about to begin.

The nanny's room was next to the banquet hall and it was a bit noisy, so Ning Song slipped out through the back door.

It was very quiet outside. Most of the houses here were surrounded by high walls. The streets were wide and quiet. Even the white ash trees were older, exuding a sense of twisted loneliness. Not far away were the twin buildings. Before it got dark, the lights began to turn on. It seemed like a government advertisement, welcoming all major business groups to Shangdong.

The weather was bad today, and the forecast said there would be a strong thunderstorm tonight. He did not walk far, but walked on the quiet streets of the wealthy area. There was a row of houses with very unique designs, red tiles and white walls. Some of the early blooming white ash flowers had begun to fall and fell on the cars on the roadside. He liked to visit such places, which would inspire his inspiration.

He saw some people reviewing his games, and they often said that his games were imaginative and interesting, but the graphics were not very good.

After all, he was a self-taught monk and lacked professional and systematic training.

He was tapping away with his phone when it suddenly prompted a private message from a forum.

【Sanma】sent him a link.

He clicked on it and saw that it was an in-depth interview with gaming mogul Xie Qingting.

He had just seen Xie Qingting in a magazine in the school library and knew that he was an artist in the gaming industry. His games were known for their exquisite graphics and artistic depth, and had won numerous awards.

【Sanma】: "You can take a look."

Of course he knew what "Sanma" meant.

When they first met, [Sanma] mentioned his shortcomings in the game's visual effects.

But he was stubborn and of course couldn't admit it.

[The Cat Who Doesn’t Eat Fishy Food]: “Tell me what you mean!”

【Sanma】Posted: "This interview is very good."

[The Cat That Doesn’t Eat Fishy Food]: “I’ll take a look when I have time.”

【Sanma】: "Not taking a break today?"

[The Cat That Doesn’t Eat Fishy Food]: “Half rest.”

He thought for a moment and said, "I'm visiting the home of a dumb colleague I don't know very well."

【Sanma】: "Really dumb or fake dumb?"

Ning Song pursed his lips: "It's just an adjective. He's even more arrogant than you!"

I guess the other person was teased by him again, and after a long while she replied: "Maybe she is just shy."

【The Cat That Doesn’t Eat Fishy Food】: “Oh, what you mean, are you shy?”

【Sanma】After a while, he replied: "No."

【The Cat That Doesn't Eat Smelly Food】: "Xiao Yu'er seems to be talking more recently."

【Sanma】: "Playing your game."

【The Cat That Doesn’t Eat Fish】: “You think my game graphics aren’t pretty, don’t you?”

【Sanma】: “There is a lot of room for improvement.”

Ning Song was about to type when he felt a few drops of rain falling on the screen.

He looked up and saw that it had begun to rain.

When the wind blows, the shadows of the trees sway, and the whole world is filled with the sound of crackling.

He ran to the door of a nearby convenience store to avoid the rain and saw a young man under the eaves, wearing a sweatshirt and holding a dog.

What a big dog!

He was shocked when he saw it. He had been knocked down by such a large dog when he was a child, so his legs would go weak when he saw this kind of dog. He unconsciously moved to the side.

Who knew that the dog would actually wag its tail and try to come towards him.

Save a life.

He stood on tiptoe and heard his master pull the rope and scold: "Niuniu!"

He was stunned and turned his head, then he saw a little white hair under the brim of the other person's hat.

Sheng Yan also recognized him and smiled: "What a coincidence, I meet you again."

He had a very good impression of Sheng Yan. This smiling face would prolong the life of anyone who saw it.

“It’s Niuniu, right?”

Damn, you call such an ugly dog ​​Niu Niu, no wonder readers feel the contrast is so big.

Sheng Yan pushed his hat down: "You know a lot, and you even know Niuniu."

Ning Song responded: "I heard it from my classmates."

As he was speaking, he saw Niu Niu trying to get closer to him again, so he just smiled and stood against the wall again.

"Afraid of dogs?"

Ning Song nodded: "Too big."

Sheng Yan laughed: "It looks scary, but it's actually a bitch, a cute little princess."

However, Sheng Yan still pulled the dog leash, dragged Niuniu to him, and then reached out to touch its head. Niuniu clung to his legs in a flattering manner.

Ning Song, who is obsessed with legs, noticed that Sheng Yan's legs were also very long.

It was such a cold day, so he wore a pair of sports shorts. Maybe because he had just finished exercising, his calves looked particularly beautiful, delicate and slender.

The hand holding the dog leash was white and slender, and the red rope on the wrist hung down to the wrist bone.

It's not obvious that Sheng Yan's face is mixed-race. Although his facial features are deep and his nose is higher than the average Asian's when viewed from the side, his jawline is very soft, which makes him look a bit more youthful. He also wears an earring. The wind blowing from his direction brings with it the damp smell of sweat and a subtle fragrance, like a boy's hormones. He is so handsome, and every part of his face carries the Creator's favoritism.

Because of him, the rain turned into fireworks set off by the gods.

Ning Song looked up at the rain under the street lights. It really looked like rain, crackling and exploding all over the world.

"We are so destined to meet, why don't you add each other's contact information?" Sheng Yan suddenly said.

Ning Song turned around and saw Sheng Yan hooking his hand: "Give me the phone."

Ning Song handed over his cell phone.

The phone was very old and still had his body temperature, so it was a little damp. Sheng Yan took his phone, opened FB, entered his own account, and clicked on the friend request.

"I didn't bring my cell phone with me, I'll check it out when I get home." Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone vibrated and a message appeared at the top of the screen.

【Sanma】: "Are you angry?"

He returned the phone to Ning Song: "Someone sent you a message."

Ning Song took it and looked at it, then smiled and replied, "I'm not angry. It's raining. I'm outside. I'll talk later."

[Sanma] replied immediately: "You are good at the game."

Then another sentence: "It's very good."

Ning Song laughed out loud and replied: "I'm really not angry!"

He put away his phone and turned around to see Sheng Yan looking at him with amusement: "You are so happy even when you are angry."

"…Sorry, I just saw that sentence by accident."

Ning Song said: "I was just chatting with my friends."

After saying that, he opened FB and looked at Sheng Yan’s account.

Sheng Yan’s ID name and avatar is the big dog Niuniu, very cool.

Unlike him who has few fans, Sheng Yan has hundreds of thousands of fans, but he only follows a few dozen people.

Unlike Pu Yu's taciturn personality, Sheng Yan is talkative, cheerful, and relaxed. He has a distinct scent of roses and cedar.

The rain soon passed and began to slowly stop.

"Do you live here?" he asked.

Sheng Yan pointed to a house not far away.

"Would you like to come to my house?" Sheng Yan said, "I live alone."

Ning Song saw that it was getting dark and said, "No, I have to go back. I'm here to visit someone else's house today."

Liu Fen called him and told him to go back as soon as possible before the rain stopped.

He said goodbye to Sheng Yan and ran back. When he ran far away, he looked back and saw Sheng Yan standing at the door of the convenience store with white hair, waving at him arrogantly.

I could feel the light of his smile from such a distance.

He returned to the mansion and entered through the back door as usual. Few people came through the back door, and the courtyard was narrow and dark. When he entered, he saw Pu Yu standing under the rose trellis that had just sprouted. He was wearing a formal school uniform, with a small head, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. He was so handsome that it made people's heart beat faster. He held a clean ashtray in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

He has long fingers and is tall, so he attracts a lot of attention just standing there.

He didn't smoke as skillfully and naturally as Li You, nor did he puff out smoke. He smoked quietly, and the small ashtray in his hand exuded refinement.

Pu Yu learned to smoke in junior high school, but the frequency was very low, once a month, or once every two or three months, and only one cigarette at a time, which was almost nothing. It was more like a ritual unique to his personal quirk, a way of release, such as when he won a prize he really liked, or when the game they had been busy with for a long time was finally launched.

Maybe it’s because I was teased by the [cat that doesn’t eat fishy food] again today.

After a month of absence, I took care of my physical needs and went out to smoke a cigarette.

When he saw Ning Song, he pushed the cigarette into the ashtray. It wasn't because he was afraid that Ning Song would see it, but probably because he felt that Ning Song was too well-behaved and too young, and it would not be nice for her to smoke in front of him.

Ning Song didn't say anything, but Pu Yu spoke in a gentle and calm voice: "I'm going back to school after dinner."

"Yeah, okay."

He returned to the nanny's room, where Liu Fen brought him a meal and sat beside him with Ning Wei to watch him eat.

He is not used to it.

When he was learning programming, Mr. Liu often praised him. At that time, he still had some yearning for a family, and he also thought that if he had something outstanding, would there be adoptive parents who would take a second look at him.

After all, Teacher Liu sometimes recommends him and says he is a little genius.

Although they all knew that he was too old and the chances of him being adopted were very small.

Now he has parents, vivid and real, loving and warm, like a beautiful dream he had.

After dinner, he and Pu Yu planned to go back to school.

Mrs. Pu packed a bunch of nutritional supplements and asked Liu Fen to give them to Ning Song.

Liu Fen saw that those were things that Mrs. Pu and her friends would eat, and they were all priced sky-high. She was shocked: "This is too expensive. He is just a child..."

Mrs. Pu smiled and said, "I just asked a nutritionist, these are all suitable for him to eat. This child is too thin, it makes me feel bad. This is all for the good of the child, so don't be polite."

Mrs. Pu added, "This is enough for one week. After he finishes it, let him come back with Pu Yu next week."

Then he looked at Pu Yu and said, "Did you remember it?"

Pu Yu said "hmm".

After saying "hmm", he saw Ning Song coming out with her schoolbag. He took the supplements from Liu Fen, got in the car first, and sat in the car watching Mrs. Pu and the others talking to Ning Song.

Ning Song seemed to have two faces. He was obedient and gentle in front of the elders, but he was cunning and talkative in front of Pu Ying. Perhaps noticing his gaze, Ning Song suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes crooked, with deep smiles on the corners of his lips, standing in the misty courtyard.

Ning Song needs to go home first to get some clothes.

The car stopped near where the school bus had picked him up.

It was a very long staircase. You didn't have to go too far to go up there, and there was no dirty water on the road.

"Don't get off the car, wait for me here."

Pu Yu nodded.

As a result, he had just walked up a dozen steps when his foot slipped and he fell down.

Fortunately, he just fell down, and his foot was stuck between the stairs and the wall, which helped him to cushion the fall and he didn't roll down. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened.

The steps were dirty and he was covered in black mud.

He climbed up from the stairs and quickly reached out to pick up the umbrella, then he saw the driver and Pu Yu getting out of the car.

"I'm fine, I just slipped." Ning Song shouted, "You guys go back to the car and wait."

But he looked extremely ferocious, with his hands scraped and bruised, blood mixed with rainwater.

Pu Yu said to the driver, "Uncle Zhang, please get back in the car."

As he said that, he opened his umbrella, walked up and grabbed Ning Song's arm.

Ning Song said, "It's very slippery."

Pu Yu said "hmm", put away his umbrella, handed it to Ning Song, then took Ning Song's umbrella and walked forward.

"I just need to be careful, you should hurry back to the car," Ning Song said.

Pu Yu didn't say anything. He looked very gentle, but he just lifted his feet and walked up.

He is the type who will listen but not change.

So Ning Song had no choice but to go up with him.

As a result, Pu Yu fell after taking only two steps.

Fortunately, he reacted faster than him, staggered and fell on the wall next to him.

But the back of my pants was still soaked.

Both of them were a little bit hysterical in the end, and when they got home, they smelled bad.

When it rains, Lower Harbor smells like a sewer, even the rainwater is cold and smells bad.

Ningsong turned on the light in the living room.

Pu Yu was a little stunned, probably because he didn't expect their house to be so small.

Ningsong thinks it's OK.

In Shangdongzhou, every inch of land is valuable, so it’s good enough if you don’t have to live in a coffin house.

Although Ning's house is only about 30 or 40 square meters, it at least has two bedrooms, a separate bathroom and a small kitchen, so it has everything you need.

It was just that Pu Yu was too tall to be in there. When he passed through the door, he had to lower his head to avoid hitting the door frame.

His body was soaked. Ning Song took off his clothes and raised his arm to take a look. His elbow was also broken and the blood had stained a spot of his white shirt red. When he bent his arm, it pulled the wound and he frowned.

Pu Yu gently held up his arm with his fingers and took a look.

Ning Song put down his arms: "It's just a small problem." He asked Pu Yu: "Do you want to take a shower and dry your clothes... I have a dryer at home, it will be done in a moment."

The eldest master obviously hated the dirt and smell on his body and nodded.

Ning Song was afraid that he would be too cold while waiting, so she went to the room to find clothes for him.

But he and Pu Yu were so different in body shape that he definitely couldn't wear any of his clothes. So he leaned over and asked Pu Yu, "Can I use my dad's clothes? They have to be washed clean."

When he looked out, he saw Pu Yu standing in front of the sofa wearing only black boxer shorts.

He was really thin, with obvious bones, but it was different from the thinness caused by his stunted development. He was like a sharp blade with a cold white glow, narrow hips, a dog-like waist, and very low body fat. It felt like if he exerted force, he could pierce through people like a blade.

【Author’s words】

Mrs. Pu: A great contributor to beauty.